Diaper Revenge Novels & Stories

“That’s right, Martin. I did it for Mom’s own good. “Don’t you think she’s been acting like a completely different person since she suddenly came back to life? “Situations like this usually mean she needs a man, or, like Rose, she’s just jealous of my good fortune, and so she’s deliberately targeting me. “If it really comes to it, we should just send Mom to a psychiatric hospital.” At that point, I could no longer endure it and violently overturned the coffee table. Everything on it clattered to the floor. Water spilled everywhere as all three of them sprang to their feet, faces filled with terror. I was just about to slap Penny across the face when she suddenly thrust out her stomach and sc

She wants to repair the irreparable by saving what can still be saved. And me… what do I want? I want to survive. I want my children to survive. I want to grow strong enough so that no one can ever hurt me again. And I want… I want to strike back. An eye for an eye. I want the whole city to taste the ashes of my humiliation. But revenge is a dish best served cold. It takes time. Patience. Resources. Strength. Everything I don't have. Everything Martha can give me.

*** Sophia woke up the next morning and found herself in a strange bed and she couldn't remember how she got there. She stood up and found the bed to be stained with blood, and the waist pain was too much. "What happened to me?!" She gasped. Then everything started returning to her. She dropped her head in her palms and wept. As everything reflected back and replayed in her mind, a flood of tears streamed down her cheeks. "Darn it! How can he do this to me? That beast, I must tell my parents about this and he should get ready to rot in jail! I will never forgive him for taking away my pride so cruelly, something I have been able to preserve for years!!"

So useless. Tristan apologized to his father and after many pleas, he conceded and forgave him. We left the old house after dinner. *. *. "Get ready tomorrow. It's Kate's movie premiere. We are invited," He merely said as soon as we got out of the car. Without waiting for my response, he strolled into the house. I followed behind like an obedient dog. He ambled into his room and I also sauntered into mine. "Yes! The second way of getting revenge is to win the best-dressed award tomorrow. I need to let Tristan know that he has lost a jewel while picking stones,"

I got out of bed, quickly undressed, and took a full picture of my naked self sticking my tongue out, with my beautiful cock standing upright and without covering my face. Then I sent it to her with a caption. Me: “If you want to take revenge, dear Bunny, you have to be extreme about it and do it in a way that your victim can not retaliate. Yes, I will have a raging hardon throughout the day (which you will eventually suffer for when you get back). Yes, your picture will haunt me, but so will mine. Good luck staying dry. Yours Forever And Beyond, Les. Xoxo.” A few minutes later, I got a reply with a long line of crying emojis.

Make him fall into our trap. That's the plan. I trust in your potential, together we will destroy him. Yes, don't doubt that. I didn't spend most of my adolescence training to ruin him just for everything to go wrong. I gave up many things because of my desire for revenge. Among them, having friends and enjoying life like any other teenager does. I couldn't have fun, go to parties, and experience many of the things that young people my age usually do. Unfortunately, after Bella's death, I was never a normal girl again. Her loss left a deep mark on my life, turning me into someone with a single purpose: seeking justice and revenge. This relentless pursuit of revenge deprived me of crucial exp

I copied their positions. Revenge was never this fucking glorious.

he wheezed from the floor, "has defeated the almighty Kane Sterling." I got the new diaper on but it was backwards. Anna noticed. She walked over and fixed the diaper without saying a word. Theodore stopped crying almost immediately and looked up at me with complete satisfaction. I narrowed my eyes. "You did that on purpose Theo!” He yawned. Avery walked in ten minutes later. She stopped in the doorway and took everything in. Tobias recovering on the couch, Marcus with his phone, powder on my shirt, and Theo happy in Anna’s arms with the fixed diaper.

“We’re taking everything that matters to him. We begin with Nowelle—then, we finish him. You’ll gain his trust. His heart. You’ll access files, schedules, finances. Every move he makes, I want to know it before he does. Understood?” I stay quiet, processing. This means seeing him more—more than I want to. Just the thought of being near him again stirs feelings I’d rather bury. But then I remember what his father did to mine. I don’t care if I have to be his chef, his driver, his dog walker—I’ll do whatever it takes to destroy them. “Okay, Uncle. As long as Stephen pays in the end, I’ll do anything.” He nods. “Apply tomorrow. Blend in. Be useful. You alone hold the key to your revenge.”

"I don't want you to start hiccupping and then make a fool of yourself." "Oh how sweet of you!" she said with sarcasm filled in her voice. "Ma'am you can start now." she gulped a large breath and then nodded. "My family was killed by the de Mario mafia because my father being a detective had proof against them and when I got to know that Sean was involved I wanted revenge. Sean had held me as captive in my house to find the proof that my father had. In order for revenge..."