Diaper Stories Novels & Stories

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.

It’s easy to guess who was who. “Jade you are still bleeding!” I pointed and went to take the kit. Taking off his shirt I saw a few more bruises but nothing else. Good. I quickly packed his wound. “What about me, little one?” the big child behind me pouted. “Don’t my cut get a treatment?” “Yeah, I can pour some salt on it, so it won’t get infected,” I replied with a sweet smile and he returned it. “When you were going to tell us about him?” Jade demanded.

Adam closed the diary slowly, his fingers lingering on the edge like he was holding onto the last line a second longer than he needed to. He stared at the cover, quiet for a beat. “…Alright, Theo,” he muttered. He leaned back, exhaling, one hand rubbing the back of his neck as he processed it. This one didn’t hit as hard as the others. No power plays, no domination games, no calculated manipulation. Just a guy who lied… and then got in too deep to control it.

Daddy Satiates the Horny Housewife & Her Twins Kristen was a shy and quiet girl with one naughty imagination. And she was having so much fun writing dirty stories in the new diary that she found at the Dollar Store. She penned her wild imagination about what the people in her life actually did when she wasn't around. Her first story involved her parents, imagining that her mother made p**n and didn't shoot indie films. But now she wanted to write a story solely about her dad.

Slut! Shameless thing! It is really heartbreaking that most of the junior students look up to this tramp. Christabel, stop whoring around! Aren't you scared of getting pregnant at this your young age? You know how the society frowns at teenage pregnancy. This is just a friendly advice o. Y'all should stay tuned for more trendy news in CROWNSTAR HIGH SCHOOL. More news like this coming up soon. Yours truly, Anonymous. I didn't know who wrote this, but I must commend the person. Now, let's see how she would walk around the whole school.

she replied, "I know it's uncomfortable." "Have you ever broken an arm?" Asked Kunwar Pratap looking intently at Ajabde. "My leg," she replied, "I fell from a tree." Kunwar Shakti began laughing along with Chakrapani and Saubhgyavati while Kunwar Pratap exclaimed aloud, "WHAT WERE YOU DOING ON THE TREE!"

Then another message came in. Deacon: Oh…plot twist! I laughed. Carys: What? Deacon: There’s Pampers too. Carys: Just choose one. LOL Deacon: There are a couple of women coming to my rescue now. They think I need help. Sure. I bet it’s the diapers they’re concerned with. I needed to pick a brand to put him out of his misery. Carys: Luvs will be great. Deacon: K. Got ’em!

My dad stated, placing a plate of hamburgers and chicken on the table. Dinner was enjoyable filled with great conversation and too many embarrassing stories. It seemed like whenever I thought it couldn’t get any worse, my mom or dad pulled out another embarrassing story. It wasn’t any better for Sarah, as most of my embarrassing stories involved her. Surprisingly, many of the stories Tyler had never heard before, so Jake and Tyler had some good laughs. The story of Sarah and I running naked home from going skinny dipping in a neighbor’s pool was not even the most embarrassing story of the night but definitely got a good laugh from everyone.

It was a collection of stories never told. She called it: “Flames That Almost Were.” She asked each family member to share something they hadn’t said before. Hope shared a letter she wrote but never sent, to a Seed Center student who dropped out and disappeared. Ayden shared a poem he wrote in a refugee camp that he was too afraid to perform. Liana shared a lullaby her grandmother whispered only once, the night before she passed. Even Damon contributed. His story was simple: a fear he once had that he would never be a good father. He wrote it down, folded it carefully, and handed it to Grace with a smile.

No assistants. No investors. No meetings. Just him and the city. Daisy laughed. "So you're one of those annoying morning people?" "I prefer disciplined." "Annoying." Roman grinned. "Fair." Then it was Daisy's turn. She found herself telling stories about the hospital. Not sad stories. The good ones. The little girl who insisted her teddy bear needed its own hospital bracelet. The six-year-old who tried to charge nurses for autographs after getting his cast signed. The teenager who told everyone he broke his arm wrestling a bear when he'd actually fallen off a skateboard.