Diaper Regression Stories Novels & Stories

Lulu seized the moment to free herself from Vivian's grasp and backed away. She promptly came up with an excuse to leave, saying, "Mr. Slate, she just need her diaper changed—" "What a coincidence! We can use the diapers I bought, and I'll help the baby change too!" Vivian exclaimed, her eyes lighting up. She looked around, and finding all the things she brought on a table, hurried over to take out the diaper. "That's it!" She exclaimed. "This is an export from a company that designs size-fitting diapers, and it meets the baby's needs more than the average diaper!"

Trent didn't even need to lock me in, the weakness that has taken hold over my body assured me that I never leave or move, even when I want to, today I decided to bathe, I smell, and I have a rash. Trent found out that I'm diaper dependent and made fun of me, of my need to be taken care of, he threw a closed pack of adult diapers on me, they didn't have any teddies or animals over them they were ugly and didn't go up and down like my old ones, I hated them so much, I had to teach myself how to use the bathroom again, I don't always make it, but I did most tomes.

“Maybe we should just have her drink a lot today and then move on to poop inducers tomorrow or the day after.” “That's a much better idea. What if this doesn't work? Three days isn't much if you think about it.” “Then we'll try again some other time. You'll be fine finishing up on your own, right?” “Yeah. I've got it.” “Ok. Don't forget to add an extra bottle for her.” She went to change Natsumi out of her diaper and got her into nothing but a shirt. “Mama, you fowgot baby pants.”

she wasn’t about to let him off the hook so easily. “What goes in has to come out.” “Macey,” he looked at her with desperation. “Can you…” “Oh no, daddy. I had to change two diapers at the same time for two years. I’m sure you can handle one.” Mention of her struggle to care for the twins without him steeled his resolve. Turning back to the squirming infant in front of him, he set aside the tongs and took the process in front of him seriously. Following Macey’s instructions, and with no small amount of gagging, he managed to remove the dirty diaper and clean the infant’s bum. As he slipped on the new diaper, the baby decided it had to pee, suddenly becoming a fountain. “What the!” Julius je

"I calculated. Ten diapers a day per kid. 200 packs isn't much. Marion's the real nut, buying these skirts, Barbies, and the like. And he got 600 packs of diapers, emptying the store." Debra side-eyed Marion. "Why did you buy all these?" "It'll come in handy," he replied. "That will be in nine months," she said. "What's the point now?"

There’s a whine behind her voice telling us easily the ordeal that she has gone through mentally. “It may sound odd but we found that the diapers with the most universal fit are cloth ones. We carry several of them in our bag along with clothing in various sizes. If she will let you, I think you have the most experience with infants considering you have two year old sisters.” Parker chimes in. “They are nearly three and already potty trained. Plus Austin is an actual father.” I push back knowing that he’s just simply trying to get away with giving me what most men don’t want to deal with.

grandma says, there were more whispers before she finally left the party, grandma turned to me kissing my cheeks. "That's my good girl" she says making giggle, the giggling, juice and everything, I felt like I need to pee al of the sudden, I haven't went potty since the party started, I looked at grandma with red face before I felt myself go, my pull-ups aren't as absorbent as a diaper, I'm too big for diaper now, I felt tears gathering in my eyes.

He took out a diaper from the bag the doctor had left him and the pack of wipes. “This can’t be too hard,” he told himself as he lay the baby down on the couch. He checked and found a blue line on the front of the diaper. “Yep, you’re wet. That’s what the paper said that meant. Let’s get this diaper changed. Then maybe we can get some sleep before your mama wakes up and takes over.” He undid the baby’s diaper and yelped. As soon as he had the diaper off, the baby sent a stream of pee all over his leg. “Hey now, that’s not cool,” he told the baby. “Look little Alpha, I’m doing the best I can. I was not prepared for this. So, from now on, you keep the pee in your diaper. Okay?’ He fastened the

Then, the smell hit us. "Oh," Noah said, freezing. "That's... distinct." "Your turn, support staff," I grinned sleepily. The first diaper change was a comedy of errors. The meconium was like tar. Noah used approximately fourteen wipes. He put the new diaper on backward, realized it, and had to start over. But he did it. He cleaned her, swaddled her (badly, but effectively), and rocked her back to sleep. "We kept her alive for four hours," he announced, looking proud.

They stopped screaming as the teats filled when the bottles rose to the correct angle. "I know, me too. Remember when we used to complain that they were taking too long to come?" Damon asked as he gathered the third load of diapers the babies had filled that morning along with their second change of clothes and the empty bottles that had built into a pile in the corner of the couch. "Remember when we used to wear clothes? Clothes that you could go outside in" he muttered miserably as he looked at his mate, sitting in the chair in the same pajamas he had been wearing for the last two days.