Diaper Poop Novels & Stories

I drank it in for a moment, my heart swelling. Then the smell hit me. Familiar, unmistakable. My eyes shifted to his diaper. “Have you pooped?” I asked, my tone still light and playful, the smile never leaving my face. I lifted him gently from the crib, bringing my face closer to confirm. The odor was stronger up close. With a soft sigh, I lowered him back down carefully. My gaze moved to the shelf beside my bed where I kept his supplies. The carton of diapers sat there— nearly empty. Only one remained. Relief washed over me, followed quickly by a sharp pang of guilt. You said you were going to restock his things last week.

He is like the discovery of a new continent, again and again to lower his head to sniff, sniff, his father's smile again on his face. "Leila, our baby is doing well... Sweet, warm, soft, and... Very... Stinky?" I heard him say "warm" when he already know something bad, quickly ran up, opened the diaper a look, "ah... Sure enough, he pooped." The fatherly smile is gone from Xavier's face, and I know from this moment that he understands what a love-hate creature children really are. "What to do? "What else can you do? Wash his ass..."

I don’t mind the poop diapers, but Knox, my goddess, complains about them. ‘Because they’re horrible!’ Knox shouted. They’re not. I mean, I’ve smelled worse. A lot worse. Rogues for one. And just, I mean, garbage smells a lot worse. Then there's, - 'I don't need a whole list. Baby diapers stink. I have a senstive nose!' Knox whined. We’re still getting used to being working parents, but thankfully, with our beta couple, our council, and our friends, we can manage to divide the work in a way that gives me plenty of time to spend with the kids and my mate.

I replied smiling. "If wearing a diaper would make you call me your baby again, then I am in," he said chuckling. I rolled my eyes at his effort in making me laugh. "Did you tell the kids I used to wipe your butt whenever you need a diaper change?" I asked, smirking triumphantly. "Daddy! A lady wiped your butt?" The dark one shouted. "Eeew! That is gross dad, you pooed in your diaper." The fair one added. "Gosh! Guys, we also used to poo in our diapers and mum wiped our butt. And of course mum is a lady too." the third one clarified

” I asked, blocking my nose and stepping back a few steps. „Shut up and hand me that damn wipes!” He demanded as he rolled the used diaper under his son’s bum. I did what he asked rapidly. The stench began to spread and fill the entire room, causing a gag reflex in me and Rip. He demanded our immediate evacuation from the contaminated place, and I considered following his demands. I wasn’t expecting for a newborn pups to shit like crazy and smell terrible. „Just a spot over here, and we’re done.” Miles narrated as he used almost the complete package of the wipes I handed him before he took the little legs of his son, raised them, and secured a fresh diaper on his ass.

She darted to the drawer and got me the pack of baby wipes. I pulled down his little shorts and rolled the diaper into the trash Bella had brought before me then went in between his little ass cheeks with the diaper and wiped off the poop. The diaper was wet with a scented liquid. I wasn't sure what it was that made it smell so nice. After I finished I worked him a new set of diapers and laid him on the bed before proceeding to wash my hands. He never stopped crying even though I was still in the room. I touched him on the neck with the back of my palm again. He was hot, a little hotter than usual so I gave him some syrup to beat the hotness down. I got the thermometer and checked his temper

It happens that a woman just threw adult diapers in there. Mitchel immediately grabbed the garbage from the person and started chewing on the dirty diaper. Mitchel really enjoyed what was in his hands no matter how dirty and smelly it was. At that time there were several people passing and walking. They secretly recorded Mitchel's actions and uploaded them on social media with the caption, "Crazy people eat trash!"

Glancing in the mirror, I saw Justin adjusting a towel around his torso and I found myself smiling when our eyes met. Focusing on Crystal as she sucked her pacifier, I carefully removed her diaper. Groaning slightly, I held up the diaper and Justin, standing beside me at the sink, recoiled. "You knew I was using the bath...What the fuck?! Get that thing out of my bathroom! Goddammit!" Justin groaned, covering his nose. I laughed. "Are you afraid of diapers?" I teased, waving it in front of him. He glared at me, stepping backward. "Yeah, the ones that have baby shit...and how can you even breathe while holding that goddamn thing?"

She demonstrated the process of wiping Sunny’s chubby bottom, front to back. I swallowed. If it wasn’t poop now, the chances of it being poop later were pretty high. I vowed to worry about that when the time came. Couldn’t say I was looking forward to it, though. “You take a new diaper from here and place it under her, then fold the top over and secure the sides with these tabs.” I exhaled. “That seems pretty straightforward.” “Yeah, well, it depends on the situation, but the main thing is, just be careful to make sure she doesn’t roll off the table. If you don’t change or clean her perfectly, it’s not the end of the world.”

Lee muttered as he tossed Juilan’s dirty diaper in the garbage chute. At first I thought it was a bit much to have a chute in the nursery, but it was quite handy and the room never smelled gross. “You’ll get the hang of it,” I assured Lee, handing him another diaper. I turned around to find the wipes as Lee gasped. “Aw, Julian!” I turned to see Julian had urinated and Lee’s shirt was the target. “Yeah he does that sometimes,” I laughed. “This is a Supima Cotton shirt!” Lee exclaimed.