Fanfiction Diapers Novels & Stories

David teased, making Daniel grimace at the impending future awaiting him. We all laughed, seeing how David's remark had caused an effect on him. "Yeah, and until the real trouble arrives, you'll have to deal with lots and lots of diapers. And not just any kind–the worst kind," William chimed in, his voice laced with amusement. "The ones that reek so badly you can't tell if it's your child or a skunk in the room."

« Thank you so much for saying that. It means eternal blooming in our language. Although I would love to continue this conversation, we need to start moving soon. » Bianca gave a kiss to Rosy. « Of course! But I really need to buy some diapers for Rosy before the catastrophe happens! » Aiyana stared at Bianca, confused for a second. « Oh! You mean the poop explosion right ? » and then started to giggle. « A pure devastation! I do need diapers for our survival! » Bianca answered. The Crossroad café’s door opened with a very tired Mat. He had in his hand a pink bag with glittery butterflies on it.

They’ve got the best chance of cutting down anyone that will come after us. I think Kare, Sandra, Lily, and Bhakti must have taken six trips to the bathroom each in the last half hour. Diego must notice, too, because he quips, “You ladies gonna be alright during this? We gonna need to get you diapers to make it to the plane? I’m sure they won’t leave any pantylines in your pants.” Kare smacks him on the back of the head as she comes out of the bathroom. “You ever want to get back in these pants, I suggest you shut the hell up.”

Calloway stared at the explosion in front of him—Charlotte had somehow managed to poop up her back, down her legs, and onto the changing pad. I laughed from the bed. Actually laughed. "Welcome to parenthood, Mr. Sterling." "This is biological warfare." He grabbed another wipe. Then another. Then three more. "She's weaponizing her digestive system." "You've negotiated billion-dollar deals. You can handle a dirty diaper." "Those deals didn't involve projectile bodily fluids." Charlotte chose that moment to pee. A perfect arc that hit the front of his shirt. My laughter grew louder. "Oh my God. Your face."

Adrian remarked, studying the milk in the bottle. Riley settled Freya on her shoulder to let her burp. After that, a series of soft, squelchy farts suddenly erupted. Adrian and Riley looked at each other before glancing at Freya. They both panicked when they realized their daughter had dirtied her diaper for the first time since their care. “I’ll get the diaper,” Adrian said. On the other hand, Riley looked at Freya and said, “It’s staining her baby wrap, Hun!” “Let me change her diaper, Hun,” Adrian offered.

My pussy clamped down hard on the dildo. No. Stop. That's wrong. But my body didn't listen. The fantasy twisted; Sebastian’s hands instead of Marcus’s, his younger, harder thrusts, his voice younger and rougher while calling me something dirty while mom slept in the next room. Forbidden. Slick and hot. I fucked myself faster. Harder. The vibrator mashed against my clit until stars burst behind my eyelids. “I'm gonna come…fuck daddy… I’m gonna squirt thinking about you…” I didn't say whose name. Didn't want to know.

~Samantha's POV~ Dear Diary, today I accidentally saw my step father's cock. And... I can't help but want to have a taste of it. I know how that sounds. I know I shouldn't be writing this down, shouldn't be putting these thoughts into words where they can exist outside my head. But my hand won't stop shaking as I grip this pen, and if I don't get this out somehow, I think I might actually explode.

Lee muttered as he tossed Juilan’s dirty diaper in the garbage chute. At first I thought it was a bit much to have a chute in the nursery, but it was quite handy and the room never smelled gross. “You’ll get the hang of it,” I assured Lee, handing him another diaper. I turned around to find the wipes as Lee gasped. “Aw, Julian!” I turned to see Julian had urinated and Lee’s shirt was the target. “Yeah he does that sometimes,” I laughed. “This is a Supima Cotton shirt!” Lee exclaimed.

“Leave the top buttons undone. I want the whole floor to see what happens when someone forgets who they belong to.” She nodded, breathless, already reaching for her ruined panties with shaking fingers. “Yes, Daddy.”

It was a chaotic cycle of tiny limbs, giggles, and sheer stubbornness. "That’s it, Fenn, I’m done. I give up," Leela laughed breathlessly, flopping back against the pillows as she watched Caspian successfully evade his father's reach for the third time. "Diapers are perfectly acceptable pajamas. It's a heatwave in their world anyway." Fennigan held up his large hands in a gesture of mock surrender, his own hair disheveled from the fray. "You won't hear a complaint from me, Luna. They’re stronger than they look."