Diaper Mess Stories Novels & Stories

I say. “But that’s the point. None of us have to be the same. Some little girls like to wear diapers. Sometimes I do when I’m really scared or really stressed. But I never use the diaper. I take it off when I have to go. Some people use the diaper and get changed. That makes me feel sick, I mean for me. If my Daddy demanded I do that, it would be wrong.” “So, there’s no answer,” I say. “Great. Just great.”

David teased, making Daniel grimace at the impending future awaiting him. We all laughed, seeing how David's remark had caused an effect on him. "Yeah, and until the real trouble arrives, you'll have to deal with lots and lots of diapers. And not just any kind–the worst kind," William chimed in, his voice laced with amusement. "The ones that reek so badly you can't tell if it's your child or a skunk in the room."

I took the first picture for Ciara — me sitting at my desk with my legs spread, showing the toys buried inside me — and sent it with trembling fingers. Hours passed like that. I reviewed documents and prepared notes while my body stayed constantly stuffed and stimulated. Every hour I sent another picture. Sometimes with the dildos pushed deeper. Sometimes with my fingers spreading my holes to show how stretched I was. The humiliation of it all only made me wetter.

“After hearing about their love life, I think those two would have a million kids by now if Courtney let them. She made him wait until Calum was out of diapers before they started trying again.” “Diapers,” I repeated in horror. I forgot about diapers. Calum had some nasty ass diapers. They would stink up the entire packhouse. Courtney tried to get me to change him once, but I threw up before I could even get the thing open all the way. Blood and c***e; easy. St-filled diapers; hard as hell. I’ll find a way to manage, though. I won’t make Vivian handle all the diapers herself. They make masks for those kinds of things, right?

They’d taken to having regular coffee meetings to commiserate about working mother challenges. “Nathan bit another kid at daycare yesterday,” Film Maya reported during their weekly catch-up at a café near Ashton Productions. “Apparently he’s going through a biting phase. Do you know how embarrassing it is to be called by daycare because your child is the biter?” “Charlotte tried to climb out of her crib last week. Patricia found her halfway over the rail, completely unconcerned about the four foot drop.” Seraphine sipped her coffee. “Every week is a new crisis.”

"I don't use bad words at school." "They are fucking gross." Grandpa Cy defended his great granddaughter. "When Leia was a baby, she had these explosive fucking diapers. She would fart. I mean, it would sound like a fart, and then suddenly there would be a smell. And it would drip out of her fucking diaper, into her romper, and onto her back. Fuck. And I wasn’t even a werewolf yet, so I can only imagine how horrible it would smell to you." Storm chuckled. "Then it’s a good thing that I offered to do all the poop diapers. And, honestly, you’re used to dogshit, Cyrus. A baby’s diaper is nothing compared to that."

Diana took the opportunity to end the conversation and left without noticing Maddie's sulky expression. As soon as she stepped out the door, Diana took out her phone and logged into the university forum. The top trending topic was indeed Luke's drunken collapse on the street, and Diana burst out laughing when she saw the photo. Who took that photo? She wanted to give them a thumbs-up! Luke was sprawled out among a pile of garbage, covered in dirt and vomit on his face. He looked so disgusting that he could have been mistaken for a homeless person. The replies to the post were equally hilarious.

The very first thing she did was to pull her two precious children into her arms. "My darlings, I miss you two so much. How was it? Did you both have fun in school today? Why don't you two tell me if anything interesting happened in kindergarten today?" "Of course, we had fun, Mommy. Nathan Kirk wet the bed and cried afterward. I noticed him and went up to comfort him." "Is that so? How did you comfort Nathan, Junie?" "I told him that he's only five years old, so it's not embarrassing to wet his pants. After all, not everyone is like me, who never wets her pants.

Also, the names of the characters are randomly selected and is entirely out of the blues. Welcome to Dynamic Diary of Tee. Enjoy the bumpy ride ahead!

My dad stated, placing a plate of hamburgers and chicken on the table. Dinner was enjoyable filled with great conversation and too many embarrassing stories. It seemed like whenever I thought it couldn’t get any worse, my mom or dad pulled out another embarrassing story. It wasn’t any better for Sarah, as most of my embarrassing stories involved her. Surprisingly, many of the stories Tyler had never heard before, so Jake and Tyler had some good laughs. The story of Sarah and I running naked home from going skinny dipping in a neighbor’s pool was not even the most embarrassing story of the night but definitely got a good laugh from everyone.