Diaper Hump Novels & Stories

"Okay. Checklist. Hungry? Just ate. Cold? Wrapped up. Diaper?" I sniffed. "Diaper," I confirmed. I carried her to the changing table. I laid her down on the pad. She screamed, kicking her legs. "I know, it's cold," I soothed, unsnapping the onesie. "I'm sorry. It's a design flaw in the universe." I opened the diaper. It was... impressive. "Wow," I muttered. "You are small but mighty." I grabbed a wipe. Then another. She flailed, nearly kicking the clean diaper off the table. I caught it with my elbow.

“This feels like defusing a bomb.” Suzi laughed weakly from the bed. “You’re doing great, honey.” “Don’t patronize me, Suzi,” he muttered, fumbling with the diaper tabs. “She’s got more moving parts than my car engine.” The nurse smiled patiently, guiding him through the steps. “You’re almost there. Now check for any redness or birthmarks so we can note it down.” Max adjusted the tiny diaper carefully—and then froze. There, just above her right thigh, was a small, perfect heart-shaped mark. Faint but visible.

She opens her legs a bit more and just lets it all out, feeling the poop making its way out anyways. She shutters as a large and mostly liquid mess fills the back of her diaper, darkening the appearance and making it sag significantly. She knows there's still more but she can already feel that she's filled the diaper to at least half capacity. She whines again and pushes once more, this time with a bit of difficulty. Both of her arms are putting pressure on her belly as she pushes out the rest of it into her diaper, more solid than the previous one. Samantha ends up having to adjust her stance, opening her legs so the mess doesn't stick to her skin more than it already has. She feels that it

When I turned to check on Kael, I almost choked up a laugh. The baby was clean. That part, I’d give him. But the diaper? It was upside down. I stared. Kael, completely unaware of his mistake, was securing the last tab with a satisfied nod. “Done,” he announced, proud. I opened my mouth. Closed it. Opened it again. “Kael.” “What?” “The diaper.” “What about it?” “It’s upside down.” Kael looked down at the baby boy, who, blesses his heart, was happily kicking his feet in his poorly fitted diaper. Kael’s brows are knitted together. “No, it’s not.”

“You need my help with…diapers?” His mouth twitched faintly. “Don’t sound so disappointed.” Despite herself, Katelyn reached for the paper. “These are their proposed upgrades,” he continued. “Thinner material. Extra fragrance. Decorative prints. Supposed to be more… premium.” She scanned the page, her expression slowly shifting from mild annoyance to concentration. Then she frowned. “This is wrong,” she said quietly. Damon glanced at her. “Wrong how?” “Fragrance in diapers is a terrible idea.”

After he lowered the diaper and didn’t have to dodge, he readied for the next step. "Now what?" "Gently grasp his ankles with one hand, lift his bottom, then slide the diaper from beneath him with your free hand." Armaam had earned a degree in Engineering and Masters in Business Management and yet this task seemed astronomical. The boy continued squirming and grabbing for things around him making it difficult for Armaan. Armaan huffed. "He keeps moving" he complained like a five year old making Janani chuckle "Distract him" Janani said "How am I supposed to distract him when I am trying to remove this diaper??" He asked looking at her as if she is stupid

He was rubbing it with special care, smiling all through. “Want to pee?” He asked without taking his eyes off her belly. “Yes,” Ariana chuckled and said. “Guess what? You have a bump,” Caddaric removed his hand and announced. Ariana lifted herself from the bed to check her belly in the large dressing mirror. Her eyes watered when she saw the cute little bump. It was very small but for someone who had an extremely flat stomach, it was obvious.

It moved me so much, I even moved back into my chambers that night! I cautiously and nervously gave Bahari a bath that night with Kris and Jo Jo while Hunnie fed Hubi. When it came time to dress him, I had to bathe the poor kid again, because he pissed all over his self and me. Why is it when I lift his legs to put on the cloth diaper, he shit's out of his tiny bum like a fire hose! Never have I ever had to clean ANYONE'S feces off of me!

After paddling around for a few minutes, I climbed out of the water and shook my fur out so that I wouldn't weigh so much as I limped. I heard rustling to the side and I stopped limping. I stayed as still as I could, looking around. After a few seconds of rustling of the bushes, I saw a cute little baby crawl out of the bush. The baby boy only had a diaper on, leaves in his hair and was giggling cutely.

Myra pleads, the previous topic no longer up for discussion. "I'll go," I say, rising to my feet. "If I don't get away from this computer for a little bit, I just may launch it across the room." "Thank you. He poops so much, my nose can no longer tell the difference between the smell of poop and baby wipes." "He got his constitution from his daddy!" I pat my belly and give her a big ornery grin. "Yes, he does. Also, I can't believe you just said that, weirdo. His diapers should be in the diaper holder next to the bed. If it's empty, check under his crib."