Diapered Girlfriend Novels & Stories

Back in the house, Brian held Diana’s hand with great gentleness as he made his announcement on stage. “Hello everyone, this woman beside me is my girlfriend. Her name is Diana Anderson.” This sent the crowd into a storm of whispers and shocked looks. No one had any idea who Diana was, she certainly didn’t come from any of their high-class families. Slightly embarrassed by Brian's introduction, she complained in a whisper to him, “When did I become your girlfriend?” “Just now,” he whispered back. Then, looking at Diana’s delicate mouth, Brian couldn’t control his feelings anymore. He lowered his head and kissed her on the lips. The touch was better than he had imagined.

Wore my black plain trousers with a white short that happens to be a bit too tight or maybe I just grew more muscles. Today is 14th February, lovers day and I promise myself to try my best to make it a memorable one for Sophia. Sophia has been my girlfriend since high school, she used to be the cheer captain in high school but stopped cheering in college to concentrate on her modeling and also on her history major in the university.

Jealousy bloomed in my chest and for some reason I wanted to gouge their eyes out. No one looks at him like that. Not even his fucking girlfriend. He was mine. I moved a bit backwards and wrapped my hands around his arm. "So, baby, what would you choose for me?" I gritted out with a fake smile lingering on my face. Three pair of eyes landed on me but I kept drilling holes in their heads. "Y-You are a couple?" The one who eye-raped him asked. I tugged him closer until I felt his arm brushing against my boobs. "Yes. Right baby?" I tilted my neck. His orbs darkened and his body froze like ice.

she began, running her fingers along the hem of my pants, teasing me as she gripped my clothed d*ck with her other hand. "Not only will I be your girlfriend, but I will also be your work wh*re. We will spend most of our days together, f*cking as often as we can, and then I will send you home, barely able to walk, not even able to get it up for that pathetic excuse for a woman ever again!" she teased, her fingertips playfully dipping into the hem of my pants.

He said kissing my cheek and I glared "Are you my girlfriend?" He asked again "No.. I'm not you asshole , now let me go" I pushed him but he still keep me in his atms "I will let you go if you answer the correct answer" He said "Are you my girlfriend?" There we go again.. "No , never , iuw , gross , no way , weird , never ever , ugly , annoying.." I let out a random answers and now he's the one who annoyed now "Okay then.. starting from this second you're my girlfriend" He hugged me like I'm a teddy bear

"And I told you before you're more than just a fling to me. So what does that make you, Kar? God, I know we hardly know each other and want to work this out. But you're not just a fling and you're sure not just friends with benefits so in my definition that only leaves you to be my girlfriend. And seeing that douchebag yesterday and hearing him say that word, made me know it. As I can't bear to hear someone else call you that. So I don't care as what you see me and you can take your time to think about it, but to me you're my girlfriend." My face surely looks ridiculous at the moment as my eyes are as wide as can be, and my jaw has dropped to god knows where. Girlfriend, girlfriend, girlfrie

My girlfriend talked to the doctors and the people at the reception asking them to keep this quiet so that the paparazzi wouldn't know. While I on the other hand was feeling like shit. Everything that Tawny said was hitting me on all sides. I was her Sloppy Seconds? That was how she saw me now, as some waste she had and everyone after me is having that waste...? It broke my heart that she felt that was the best way to describe me now. That to her I was a whore and sleeping with anything I saw moving. "hey princess..." my girlfriend said taking me away from my thoughts.

"I didn't feel like doing much work, so I just took my dress off and put on your...um, my new tee shirt." "Why do girlfriends always steal guys' favorite tee shirts?" I snuggled closer against his chest. I didn't want him to see me grinning at him accidentally calling me a girlfriend. "Do you want me to take my stockings off?" I wiggled my foot between his shins just below his knees. "I can if you don't like how they feel." "Mmm, Rae, it's fine." There was no way I would be sleeping any time soon. The sparklers in my eyes would make sure of that.

I sneer at her gripping her hair tightly and if you dare come after me because of this kind of bullshit issue, I am going to show you the real hell itself because I am the lord and I am the queen of hell, you got that” I yell She nodded pleading to me to let go of her hair, I toss her away before dashing out to look for her so-called boyfriend. I never walk long before I saw him, wow he is a playboy, he is busy flirting with another girl. “I love you Diana, will you be my girlfriend” he asked her as he goes on to flirt with her? “Awwwwwwn, don't you have a girlfriend?” She asked him while hitting him gently on his chest. I feel so disgust looking at the scene in front of me, I stood there ea

Purposely showing off her cleavages, she was brushing off any strand of hair that covered them. Jordan felt disgusted and tensed but controlled himself. He interlocked hands with Amarachi and nodded his head at Diana. Diana noticed the joining of their hands and stared at Jordan, bewildered. "Is..is..she your..." Diana wasn't left to complete that statement because Jordan immediately interrupted her. "Yes she's my girlfriend" Amarachi felt a wave of shock course through her. A boyfriend. She had never had a boyfriend in her life. Jordan here just called her his girlfriend.