Diaper Mess Stories Novels & Stories

He checked Charlie's diaper and then groaned at how much poop was crammed into the tiny diaper. “What exactly did your mother give you yesterday, huh? Why do you poop so much?” Charlie just chuckled softly, while Anthony was busy looking for a way to get rid of the diaper without having to inhale the rotten smell that came from it. But in the end, Anthony had to let his nose inhale the foul smell of Charlie's poop because he couldn't pinch his nose with his hands which were busy putting the diaper into a plastic bag.

Nathan chuckled along with everyone else, shaking his head in good-natured embarrassment. “He can be a crybaby sometimes” Talia added. Paige selected a card from the box and read it out loud, "Funniest Mishap." She chuckled mischievously before launching into a story, “On my first day at the job, Mr Grey accidentally spilled juice on his shirt right before an important meeting. He tried to discreetly cover the stain with his tie, only to have it unravel during the meeting, leaving him in an awkward situation.” Paige’s animated storytelling had everyone in stitches, and even Nathan couldn't help but laugh at the memory.

What started off as a fairly subdued group quickly opened up as each of them told funny stories about themselves, knowing that Mark, Myra and Maddy didn't really know any of them. Mark told them of how he'd been so hungover in a lecture at college once that he'd fallen asleep and when he woke up it took him three hours to discover he had drawings on his face. Maddy told them of a photoshoot she'd done where she fainted in front of a client but still got the job, and of how she once did the infamous 'skirt-tucked-into-her-underwear' thing and no-one told her.

I was a goner. Convincing them took less than five minutes. Matteo whined. Luca raised an eyebrow. But in the end, they saw it too. The little boy that would become ours. And now— “Why does it smell like the apocalypse in here?” Matteo gagged dramatically as he stepped into the nursery, nose scrunched and a stuffed unicorn clutched like it was a weapon. “Because your son,” I said pointedly, “just gifted us a level-five diaper emergency.”

Spent on the closet floor. The trip ended. But the watching continued at home. Closet in bedroom. Strangers or friends. Always me watching.

Then somehow we drift into talking about jobs, and I tell him about the time I worked at a call center and had someone scream at me for twenty minutes about their cable bill, and he tells me about the summer he worked construction and accidentally put a nail through his shoe. “Did it go through your foot?” I ask, wincing. “Just barely missed. But I had to walk around the rest of the day with a nail sticking out of my boot because we were on a deadline.” “That’s horrifying.” “It was character building.” I laugh and it feels good, feels normal, feels like I’m not constantly bracing for the next disaster. We keep talking—childhood stories, embarrassing moments, things we believed as kids that w

With that I fell asleep. I woke up when I felt something touch me ."Good morning sweetheart." Dad!! I exclaimed happily "How are you feeling today?" Feel much better seeing you ,thank you for coming . "Hey it is not fair I'm also here."Kika said. "Got you something open it and let's see if you like it ." It's pretty. Thank you Kiki. Kiki gave me a journal of which I will keep till my last breath .

She felt a pang of worry in heart, married for two years without a child has been her problem, She loves babies but they couldn't make them, she only thought the problem was from her. And because of that, they visited many hospital in state but they kept hearing the same result and story. The problem is not from any of them, they just need to wait for the time. The right time is what they are waiting for. She pulled fawaz into a hug forgetting about his mother standing behind them . "Erm. I am standing here"Khadija reminded . "Sorry, come in". They went straight to the kitchen where she placed fawaz on top and passed him a plate of cake. "You are actually spoiling this boy "Khadija accused.

Diana waves her hand in front of her face, laughing as she says, “I think their bowel movements are synchronized, Layla; I will leave the clean-up duty to you, shall I.” I laugh, “Thanks, Diana.” Diana places Beth on the floor before leaving; I shudder when Ellie wiggles and poo goes everywhere. Once Ellie is changed, I wash my hands quickly before picking Beth up; she has been crawling around the floor. I gag a little when I see the mess in her nappy, she kicks her legs, and my hand gets covered in shit. I gag again as I wipe my hand and finish changing her; I look through the cupboards for the fabric conditioner to wash my hands with when Darius knocks on the door. He screws his nose up be

Emily was in class, everything was normal until she felt the urge to pee, she didn't want to go, she isn't allowed to use the bathroom anymore, she has to use her diaper or call for her mama. She didn't want to feel little in that particular moment, she decided to hold it in, but holding it in turned out to be really hard, her stomach started to hurt, she ignored the pain, but the pain only got worse.