Fanfiction Diapers Novels & Stories

“Well, they’re very old. You two have grown out of them. Your father will buy new pajamas for you.” “But they didn’t become shorter,” Sean insisted, “we can still wear them.” Diana reluctantly took the pajamas out. Julian noticed that Sean’s pajamas had traces of being mended. Seeing the look in Julian’s eyes, Diana felt even more embarrassed. This was precisely why she didn’t want to take them out. She was afraid Julian would talk about the difference in their financial states. She started to regret how frugal she had been. Sean’s pajamas were clearly breaking apart. Why couldn’t she just throw them away?

Diaper. Kaiden POV. "Anna please no" I beg with her one last time when she says it's time to go for breakfast, this is worse than the time when my ankle was sprained, I'm walking like a penguin due to the thickness between my legs. "It's okay Kaiden, it's normal for littles your age, I'll check on you through the day and change you whenever you need to" she tries to convince me but I didn't want it, my lower lip started trembling, my pout got bigger, my eyes turned purple with emotion, even my dragon didn't want this!

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.

she says trying to convince me or maybe convince herself, clutching a clean diaper in one hand and a diaper cream in the other, exhaustion getting the better of her “Ria, we are automatically their uncle and auntie and we are already their godparents, we don’t need to do this to become one, so let go of the diaper love and let’s go start a war or kill someone or something… anything is easier than this literal shit” I say calmly as I remove the things from her hands and she starts to nod slowly “Yes, I’ve already changed too many diapers… they do poop a lot” she says agreeing with me “And there are four of them” I say trying to lead her out of the nursery room, she is already sleep deprived t

"Diapers." Lucian froze. His eyes widened as he stared in horror at Elara’s flat stomach. Lisa covered her mouth as laughter threatened to escape. Felix however continued mercilessly. "Midnight crying." Lucian's eye twitched slightly. "Baby formula explosions," Felix said with a gasp. Lucian's expression darkened further. "Tiny sticky hands grabbing your hair." Felix continued ticking. Lucian stared at him with growing regret. Felix finished triumphantly. "And stepping on toys in the middle of the night."

I bit my lip, trying not to laugh as his voice climbed an octave with each question. Before I could answer, Dahynael threw his hands up and started pacing like a man who’d just realized he was doomed. “Oh, fuck the diapers,” he groaned. “I might lose my nose after the first diaper change! Why, goddess, why did you make getting laid come with such a horrible second effect known as diaper changing?” That sent Alek into a groan of his own, rubbing his face in shared agony. “He’s right. It’s karma. All that fun, and now we’ll be knee-deep in poop and baby powder!”

How do you tell your best friend that your unborn children might have different fathers, one of whom is someone from a painful chapter of the past? Diane arrived in her beat-up Jeep, dust kicking up from the gravel drive. She hopped out, her blonde hair tied back in a ponytail, wearing yoga pants and a tank top like she'd just come from a class. "Okay, spill," she said as she hugged me, her embrace warm and grounding. "You look like you've seen a ghost."

Glancing in the mirror, I saw Justin adjusting a towel around his torso and I found myself smiling when our eyes met. Focusing on Crystal as she sucked her pacifier, I carefully removed her diaper. Groaning slightly, I held up the diaper and Justin, standing beside me at the sink, recoiled. "You knew I was using the bath...What the fuck?! Get that thing out of my bathroom! Goddammit!" Justin groaned, covering his nose. I laughed. "Are you afraid of diapers?" I teased, waving it in front of him. He glared at me, stepping backward. "Yeah, the ones that have baby shit...and how can you even breathe while holding that goddamn thing?"

diaper. Gently laying her down on the bed, I checked her diaper. Sure enough, it was full. Of course. Grabbing the last clean one, I tried to remember how Roan had done it yesterday. My hands were clumsy, and I muttered a string of curses under my breath, but after what felt like an eternity, the new diaper was on. It wasn’t perfect, but it would do. I wanted to mentally tap myself for not messing it up.

Lulu seized the moment to free herself from Vivian's grasp and backed away. She promptly came up with an excuse to leave, saying, "Mr. Slate, she just need her diaper changed—" "What a coincidence! We can use the diapers I bought, and I'll help the baby change too!" Vivian exclaimed, her eyes lighting up. She looked around, and finding all the things she brought on a table, hurried over to take out the diaper. "That's it!" She exclaimed. "This is an export from a company that designs size-fitting diapers, and it meets the baby's needs more than the average diaper!"