Diaper Girlfriend Novels & Stories

I opened the box and read letter after letter. "Austin, you big dummy! You never text me if I don't text you first. Don't you care about me?" "Every time I look at my notebook, it's filled with your name. I miss you so much, Austin." "I heard you've found yourself a girlfriend. Does she treat you well? Does she love you like I do?" "It's fine. I just hope you'll always be happy, Austin. I want nothing but the best for you."

"Why are you sad, pumpkin? Mom wants to know." "Because my girlfriend dumped me. Happy now?" Cried Phoebe with a sharp look and Diana opened her eyes wide. "Yes, I had a girlfriend and we had been hanging out together for months. I didn't have friends as you thought. She broke up with me. She said she was in love with someone else, but it was a lie. I hate her!" Phoebe burst into tears. Still shocked by her words, Diana cuddled her and whispered that she understood. The girl shook her head: "No, you don't understand. You must be thinking I can get a man now that the silly game is over!"

Still holding the finger up, she stood over Ciara. “Who said I am his girlfriend? Or I'm trying to be romantic? Or hot?” Ciara furrowed her brows in confusion. “Well, obviously, since you're going on a date with him, it means you're giving him a chance, to he your boyfriend, and that will make you his girlfriend, right?” Hailey started laughing hysterically, she fell on the bed laughing and Ciara rolled her eyes and huffed. Ciara put her hand underneath her bosom and looked at Hailey.

One thing that speaks to me though is how easily she mentions her girlfriend. Obviously she loves her a lot, but she doesn't even feel the slightest bit uncomfortable about saying it. 'Hey look, I have a girlfriend and I love her. Deal with it.' Such bold courage that exists now, in this timeline, sixteen years after I needed it to exist. I bring my cup to my lips again, and realize that it's empty. Fuck. This is my second cup today. Any more and I might begin to worry about my blood sugar levels. Sophia suddenly turns to me then with a wide eyed look. "Chris, can you believe it? Her girlfriend is a fan of yours, and they're both my fans." She wiggles her brows.

Leo’s POV April rode my rock-hard cock, moaning like a banshee with her huge tits bouncing in my face. April was my girlfriend, and she had always been somewhat of a nymphomaniac. She was 20, and I was 22, and I had snagged her when she first came to college. As she rocked back and forth on my lap, I was rubbing her pussy with the thumb of my right hand and squeezing her round tit with my left. As I squeezed them hard and pinched the nipples, April moaned and ran her fingers through her hair.

I dashed down the hallway, pushing through the crowd and reporters as they pressed forward. The security team rushed in, clearing out every unwanted visitor while I stood alone in the middle of the hall, with no trace of Fiona. I watched Diya run towards me, a confused look on her face. "Is it the same Fiona Campbell?" she asked as we exited the building. "Yes..." "Your girlfriend?" I could sense the tension. Though I had never considered Fiona my girlfriend, I had to admit it. "Yes, my girlfriend." "I've never seen her in person, but she looked pretty," Diya added, stopping at the entrance. "I would love to see you at the opening next week."

Telling my girlfriend I was fucking around with her brother behind her back wasn't part of the Best Friend Birthday Party Plan. We managed to get out of the house without being stopped by any chatty friends, hit by any drunks trying to dance with everyone whether they were dancing or not, or threading our fingers together to hold hands through the mix. Who knew it would be so tempting to hold another dude's hand? I'd never even liked holding hands before. There was just something about the idea of feeling Jacob's thick fingers intertwined with mine that really turned me on. Not a huge surprise since I was beginning to realize everything about Jacob really turned me on.

“Aren’t you Drew’s girlfriend?” Hannah glanced at me sarcastically. “You actually dare to bring your own father here? Aren’t you afraid of giving him a heart attack?” Then, she walked smugly over to Damon. “Don’t get it wrong. I don’t have a materialistic boyfriend like him. I’m Damon’s fiancee. “Only a poor student keeps chasing after things that don’t belong to him. He bothered me for six years. Now it’s time to teach him a lesson. “By the way, he must’ve taken out a lot of loans over the years, right? You must have worked so hard to pay them off. But I’m not going to be such a fool.”

"Do you really want me to leave?" Lionel Alan knew that keeping her would only cause more pain for both of them, so he still insisted on letting her go. “Vivian Letitia, after this you will no longer be my girlfriend. But you will forever be the one I love the most, I'm going to be late. You should go back first…”

Before I could stop myself, I tapped the message. It opened to a group chat filled with Fred Thompson's usual circle of friends. My hands shook as I scrolled up. [Everyone else is out. There are just Hannah and Ayla left. One's your official girlfriend, while the other's your new favorite secretary. Final round, man.] [I'm betting on Hannah. She's been with you five years; she's sweet, obedient, and yeah, she's got a great body. Perfect wife material.]