Diaper Mommy Novels & Stories

Anna smiled sadly and picked up the jug. She entered her room and saw Jenny was still sleeping on the ground. Anna put the jug on the table. "I wish I can be like you Jenny, carefree and strong. You can say openly that you have no parents unlike me. I am an abandoned shit. A burden which they kicked out of their life without a second thought" Anna muttered and picked up her quilt. She put it on, Jenny. Jenny snuggled in it for warmth like a baby snuggled in its mother's arms.

she said slightly like a whisper but even Nate could hear it since he was close enough. She withdraw her hand from Nate's and touched her belly, hoping to get some sort of sign she is not in a dream. She can't still believe she's going to be a mother. She caress her stomach while she smiled, the tear of joy dripping down her face. It was clear she was already developing motherly feeling for her unborn child already. Then Nate could see the smile on her face fade away slowly " What's the problem Paige?" Nate asked even if she change the sad expression fast, he would never miss that little change.

"Back then, when I was a baby, I peed and pooped a lot. Mommy said, I have a sensitive stomach. I used up a lot of diapers. So, if we add up all my expenses, it would be about ...." Summer pursed her lips. Her head tilted up, as if she was thinking hard. "You have to pay Mommy a hundred million dollars." Kendrick flinched. His eyes almost jumped out of their sockets. "Are the diapers you wear made of gold so that you're asking for that much compensation?" "I actually feel like that's not enough, Sir. You also have to pay for the psychilogical damage that Mommy has suffered while taking care of me alone." "Psychological, you mean?"

I grunted in her ear, "mom, please. I want to cum in your pussy so bad. Please, mommy." Mom came back to life and started fucking me back, grinding her hips upward. "Go ahead...cum in mommies' pussy...cum for mommy...fuck me harder...I want your cock to explode in mommies' pussy" I had an earth-shattering orgasm, shooting string after string into my mom's pussy. I yelled, "FUCK! MOM! I'M CUMMING IN YOUR PUSSY!"

Dean went to his mother's side and wrapped his arms around her. Dylan recovered fast, from the help of his two mothers. Dianne asked him to still call her Mommy and Jamie didn’t mind it. In fact she was very grateful to Dianne for taking good care of her son, for treating him like her own.

Moan for me, Mom! Let your husband hear how much pleasure you're feeling while I'm pounding you, harder!” Henry, my stepson, was on top of me, pounding on me, while right beside us lay my dying husband. I knew my husband could hear us, but Henry was wild, vulgar, and somewhat sadistic. It was as if he were intentionally letting his father hear this moment.

I softly called to her. She was full of cuteness as she lay there looking up at me, cooing and kicking her little feet. “How’s mama’s girl?” Oh, wow girl you stink! Babies are cute, but man can they be disgusting. One diaper change was enough to make me question if I was up for this challenge. I have fought and won against one of the most powerful witches of all time, trained and fought against grown men ten times my size and now here I am getting my ass kicked by one shitty diaper.

Petite, looks of a teenager and still had the body and didn't seem in any way like a single mother but she could never hide from reality. She was just happy to be able to provide and live comfortably with Ashley. One morning, after bathing for Ashley so she can drop her off at daycare before heading to work to work on some new fabric that came in. "Mama..." "Yes darling?" Sue replies from behind the wheels "Mama..." Sue laughs at her daughter as she tries to say something but failed and it ended up in gibberish. "Mama will pick you up soon hm? Just play with your friends and have fun."

she replies, giggling. “What do you mean, poopie?” My brows furrow in confusion. She slightly hits her head, asking, “Oh, Uncle, you don’t know what poopie means?” I shake my head in response. “Poopie means poop, Uncle,” she explains. “Mommy’s friend has gone to the washroom to poop.” I chuckle. “You’re adorable.” I pull her chubby cheek, which elicits a giggle from her. “You know, Uncle, I’m just as adorable as my mommy,” she praises her mommy. “And you know she is the most beautiful, the most intelligent, the hottest, and the best mommy.”

I'm immediately on guard, wondering what has her so upset. Mari, however, stays calm. "Theo pooped mom! He pooped! And it stinks! You need to change him," she demands. "Why don't you change him?" she teases back. Myra crinkles up her little nose in disgust. "Ew, Mom. I don't know how to change a diaper." "Hmm. Maybe it's time you learned how," Mari suggests. "Mooom. Come on," Myra pleads, the previous topic no longer up for discussion.