Diaper Regression Story の小説・ストーリー

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.

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

She pulled me into her arms kissing my nose and cheeks while I sniffled, she took me back to my bedroom and got some cooling jell from the bathroom, she rubbed my sore bum with the jell before adding a new clean diaper on along with another onesie. "I'm sorry mama had to punish you baby Bri, but you can't go around yelling bad words," Hilda says, I was speechless, I knew what happened, my programs, they are now on age regression, I never tried that future, I didn't think I'll enjoy it, and I'm right. "I want my phone, please mommy," I say playing along with their new nicknames. "No phones, you haven't been behaving, that red bum agrees with me" Hilda was fast to break my only hope of getting

She had been working here for quite some time, but it was the first time she had seen such a handsome young dad. "Diapers." Only when Lewis started speaking did the staff snap out of her daze. "Oh, oh, which brand do you want?" "Any." "Oh, okay." She walked over to one of the shelves and took a pack of diapers. "Is this one okay? It sells really well." Lewis nodded. The staff sighed inwardly. She thought Lewis was too indifferent. After getting the diapers, he immediately changed Goober's diaper in the store. The nearby staff stared at him as he seemed a bit inexperienced.

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.

“But I’ll figure it out, okay? I can’t wake your mom over a diaper. I’m a CEO; I handle million-dollar contracts… I can handle a dirty diaper. Right?” The words didn’t come out very convincingly, but there was just enough determination to keep going. After a few clumsy attempts—wipes out of order, diaper on backwards, and a near disaster with the cream—I finally managed to change him. Clean diaper, dry body, and he now looked content. His eyes were beginning to get heavy again, eyelids slowly drooping as he let out soft sighs, pressing his little face against my chest.

Then, George went to look for Christin and Candy. Tianna, who was two years old, already knew that she had to tell the adults if she wanted to go to the toilet. Naturally, she would not need to wear a diaper anymore. However, Oreo was still a baby. Although Sigrid felt that Oreo had always been quiet and looked much more mature than other children, it was obvious that he was still just a month-old baby. When she took off his pants, she realized that his diaper indeed needed to be changed. Sigrid took out a new diaper. She first wiped Oreo's butt, then opened the new diaper and laid Oreo down on it.

He rushed to the bassinet and scooped the baby into his arms with surprising skill for a man who, three days ago, had asked the nurse how to fasten a diaper like it was a bomb defusing tutorial. “Hey, buddy,” he whispered, bouncing him gently. “I know, I know. Life is hard. You were born three minutes ago, nobody lets you drive the truck, the world is cruel.” Mason wailed louder. Jaxon sighed. “Alright, okay. Brielle, is it food? Diaper? Existential crisis?” “Try the diaper.” He laid Mason on the portable changing pad and opened the fresh pack of wipes. “Okay, little man. Dad’s got this. Dad’s got—oh my—WHOA—okay, you did not warn me”

They didn't understand when we told them that it probably wasn't a good idea to take Noelle for a ride in the wagon just yet. It was that afternoon that I had my next lesson in fatherhood...changing the diaper. This is a process that while second nature to female of the species, is a definite test of the male's dexterity and commitment to their offspring. I learned early on that it is a good idea to have a fresh roll of duct tape close at hand to insure a successful completion of this exercise.

Elijah POV. After Heath and his mommy left Toby was deep in his headspace, having Heath over definitely helped him regress a little. The other boy had a hard first but now he's a mommy's little boy, they played together until it was lunchtime and changing time, Toby was still shy about being changed or using his diaper but he'll get used to it.