Diaper Story Novels & Stories

Pushing her daughter's lehenga upwards, Rani Hansabai took the thickened honey and aloe vera mixture and applied it on Ajabde's legs. "What is this?" asked the curious girl. Taking a strip of cloth, her mother pressed it over the sticky paste and pulled it. "OUCH! WHAT IS THIS!" She yelped rubbing the part of her leg, where her mother had just waxed. "Removing all that hair on you." She replied gesturing two daasis to hold Ajabde down before she could run away. "Maa...no one is seeing my legs...OUCH...." She screamed on top of her voice. "WHICH IDIOT INVENTED THIS!"

“You scared the poor boy, dude.” That was the first response he got from Damien Lau after he finished telling the whole story. The doctor visited him today, and he served some mineral waters to him. He was just a bachelor who didn’t really care about food at home and only had mineral waters with him. Despite being a bad host, the painter still dared to pour his heart out by telling the story that bothered him since yesterday. Yeah, he had told his friend about his ‘experience’ with his student yesterday.

He had become very fond of my parents in such a short period whereas I still found it hard to come to terms with the fact that my parents were still alive despite that I did spend as much time as I could with them, I wanted to get to know them no matter how long it was going to take. After feeding Adira, I bathed her, and Dash offered to dress her up after I had finished, it was something I believed he found pleasure in doing. “That’s not how you use a diaper.” I laughed at how he was doing it. “It’s harder than it seems.” He huffed wrapping the previous one she had worn and threw it into the diaper bin.

"No. We should apologize instead." We held each other and broke down in tears. Leonard was still in a critical stage. Meanwhile, the content of his diary was published on the Internet. The diary recorded every moment we had spent together. I sat on the bench outside the ICU, and my phone kept vibrating. "Liv, have you seen the news? Leonard's diary has gone viral on the Internet!" "Oh my God! You guys had such great memories together!" "He loves you so much…" I tapped on my phone. The topic at the top of the trending list read, "high school memories of Leonard Burton."

I woke up still in their arms, I loved that daddy read me to sleep, I love stories, books, and he's the best story reader ever, he did the voices and everything. I needed to pee badly this morning, but I wasn't allowed to take the diaper off me, I thought maybe I can skip to the bathroom, pee quickly, and pull the diaper back on. But sadly that wasn't a good plan, mommy and daddy both had their hands around me, I was trapped between them, when I tried to squirm out of their hold they both woke up.

Also, the names of the characters are randomly selected and is entirely out of the blues. Welcome to Dynamic Diary of Tee. Enjoy the bumpy ride ahead!

Bright and Ash returns to the living room to Leo kneeling so that his messy diaper doesn't press against his skin. Ash gets closer and his eyebrows shoot upwards, the smell hitting him first. "Well good thing to know that this brand holds well. I think that is smart to change you this time, darling." Leo diaper looks like if he moves, the diaper will either leak or pop off. "At least you're cleaned out and healthier at this point." Bright takeout new dipear and change Leo and Leo is in a clean diaper now. The toddler notices and sits comfortably on the floor, reaching out for Bright as well. "Papa cuddle?" The other man smiles and lifts him into his arms.

Savannah had been baking cupcakes nonstop since morning with Lizzie, filling the entire house with the warm, sweet scent of vanilla and chocolate. Miles had decided that was the perfect time to ruin his diaper in spectacular fashion. Being the helpful, goody-two-shoes uncle that I apparently was, I’d volunteered to handle bath time and a fresh diaper change. Big mistake. Changing a squirming, happy, extremely energetic baby turned out to be significantly harder than defusing a bomb. At least bombs didn’t kick their legs like they were trying to win an Olympic gold medal in freestyle. “It’s going to rip, Sav,” I grumbled, staring at the stubborn adhesive flaps on the diaper. “Look at these th

[After a few minutes of maneuvering and a few ouches, she pulled out the weird looking contraption. Me: [That damned diaphragm represented chastity and birth control to me, so I had the camera do a close-up as my big hands grasped that diaphragm and tore it into small pieces. As part of the script, mom had to make me safe by putting a 'helmet on my soldier'. I had purposely NOT bought any oversized rubbers for myself, knowing then that they would have to pause and get some of HIS out of the bathroom. All of this was part of my script, which paralleled my plan. As mom opened the condom wrapper, the camera close-up showed how his size condoms would only be a little cap covering less than a thi