Diaper Regression Story Novels & Stories

he suggests but I shook my head no, I'm not gonna wear diapers. "Words, why not?" he asks me. "I'm too big for diapers," I whisper the last word, I'm too big for that. "Maybe pull-ups then? They are for big girls, and if accidents happen, you'll be safe," he assures me, I didn't want them, but I was scared of having another accident. "I don't know," I say sniffling, I'm not going to say yes or no. "Yes, we're gonna try this, and then we'll head to class, we need to show snuggles and giggles to Sir Nicholas don't we?" he says reminding me of our joined class.

It was just that right now her body felt odd. Reggie showed incredible patience. He handled most of the diaper changes, never complaining even when Isla had explosive moments that left him covered with poop. He would clean her up with gentle hands, talking to her softly the whole time. “It’s okay, little one. Daddy’s got you. We’re going to get you all clean and cozy again.”