Femboy Diaper Novels & Stories

Aaron protest. "And no toothpaste is that curvy," I retort back. "Says who? Have you seen all the toothpaste in the world?" "Says me, I have an idea what a toothpaste should look like." "Look at it again it has that..." He's face squeezes as he looks up, I look up too, "now...now it looks like a diaper." I burst out laughing agreeing with him. Our shoepaste is gone and now looks like a full diaper. I turn to look at Aaron and he's looking at me.

Baby war whoops are highly on-brand. "Vandaulf, she isn't even born yet." "And yet she already commands my wallet." Back at home, they were greeted in the front hall by Brenna, bearing a diaper caddy with divisions marked: "Emergency Snacks," "Butt Balm," and "For Daddy's Tears." "You purchased a diaper organizer?" Lily laughed, hugging her. "I did it," Brenna said, beaming. "You never know when a breakdown—or a blowout—will hit."

There’s a whine behind her voice telling us easily the ordeal that she has gone through mentally. “It may sound odd but we found that the diapers with the most universal fit are cloth ones. We carry several of them in our bag along with clothing in various sizes. If she will let you, I think you have the most experience with infants considering you have two year old sisters.” Parker chimes in. “They are nearly three and already potty trained. Plus Austin is an actual father.” I push back knowing that he’s just simply trying to get away with giving me what most men don’t want to deal with.

Lisa points showing me baby needs, I placed my hand on my baby bump touching each while checking if I fancy any. As I perused the baby supplies with Lisa, I found myself smiling. "What do you think of these?" Lisa asks, holding up a pack of organic, cloth diapers. "They're a little pricier, but they're better for the environment." I nod, taking the pack from her. "These are cute," I reply, admiring the patterns and colors. "I think Jasper will like them, too.” "Speaking of Jasper," Lisa says, glancing at me "Have you two thought about names yet?"

These men were taking the ddlg lifestyle to a whole other level. "I-I don't need a diaper," I tried to say as stern as I could but the crying didn't really help. "Oh little flower, of course you need a diaper. Those muscles down there won't help you to hold it up to go potty." I didn't even think of that, that stupid syringe was now even worse then before. A couple of more tears were rolling down my face while David grabbed me some clothes, no not some clothes, but baby clothes. “Don’t worry sweetie, you can wear pull-ups if you are more settled in.” Davide said those world as they would comfort me, but they did not.

but I knew better. “Girl, the only thing I’m giving right now is puffy and peeing every ten minutes,” I told her. “Still sexy, though,” she winked. Eventually, we ended up near the baby aisle, and something in me just shifted. Like a sudden tug from inside. Tiny clothes. Ridiculously soft blankets. Booties the size of my palm. I swear one of them had little dinosaur spikes on the back. And just like that, I stopped walking. Sophie noticed right away. She paused beside me, watching my face.

"Pampers Swaddlers are really good when they're first born. Do you guys have a Sam's Club membership?" "Um… no," Tiffany sputters quietly. "I would recommend getting one. Diapers are a lot cheaper there, and if it's a boy, the only diapers that hold Theo overnight is the Sam's Club brand." "Oh. Okay." "So how far along are you?" Mari asks, surprising all of us when she continues the conversation. "I, um," Tiffany stumbles over her words. "I'm twenty-two weeks." Mari smiles. At Tiffany. I'm standing in the baby aisle with my ex-wife, the love of my life, who is talking to my pregnant ex-lover and her husband. And no one is yelling. I feel like I'm in the Twilight Zone.

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.

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.

She pouted as Gomez picked her up and placed her down on the change table. “Get her into her onesie,” Saber said to him, pulling the onesie out of a drawer. “Padded panties for her nap in Little headspace. I’ll get her bottle ready.” He undressed her. Easy. Then he picked up her padded panties. They had bumblebees on them. “I can dress myself, Daddy G,” she said. “I have this.” He slid the panties up her legs. “You sure?” she asked. “I’m just not used to dressing a woman.”