Forced Diaper Humiliation Novels & Stories

I replied smiling. "If wearing a diaper would make you call me your baby again, then I am in," he said chuckling. I rolled my eyes at his effort in making me laugh. "Did you tell the kids I used to wipe your butt whenever you need a diaper change?" I asked, smirking triumphantly. "Daddy! A lady wiped your butt?" The dark one shouted. "Eeew! That is gross dad, you pooed in your diaper." The fair one added. "Gosh! Guys, we also used to poo in our diapers and mum wiped our butt. And of course mum is a lady too." the third one clarified

she wasn’t about to let him off the hook so easily. “What goes in has to come out.” “Macey,” he looked at her with desperation. “Can you…” “Oh no, daddy. I had to change two diapers at the same time for two years. I’m sure you can handle one.” Mention of her struggle to care for the twins without him steeled his resolve. Turning back to the squirming infant in front of him, he set aside the tongs and took the process in front of him seriously. Following Macey’s instructions, and with no small amount of gagging, he managed to remove the dirty diaper and clean the infant’s bum. As he slipped on the new diaper, the baby decided it had to pee, suddenly becoming a fountain. “What the!” Julius je

I was empty of emotion. When I calmed down, I bathed Uno. I borrowed their big basin and made it as Uno's bath tub. After that, I brought Uno back to our room with a white towel around him. He was so happy. Somehow it made me happy too. "We're going home tomorrow anyway. We don't have to fit in. We don't need to beg them to accept us here." I applied a petroleum jelly for baby on Uno's skin to avoid skin rashed when using a diaper. After that, I applied manzanilla on his tummy and head. I chose a nice pair of white clothes and wore it to him.

I was the reason he ascended to a rank that would otherwise have been possible in his lifetime. Was he going to have to beg shamelessly? To be mocked and ridiculed by the same people he used to trample over? All it took was a couple of setbacks for his already meager flame to be reduced to all but a pathetic wisp of smoke. I had been too good to him. I always believed my sincerity would be rewarded. In the end, all I did was let the two vermin take advantage of me. They were freeloaders through and through. Elena went on with a faint tinge of helplessness in her voice, "As for Miss Elena… She seems quite displeased with the way things have turned out.

status to flirt with female colleagues from other departments. I tolerated it, telling myself he was just networking. But now, just to impress Miguel and get ahead, he couldn't wait to trample all over me. I let out a short, humorless laugh. "Todd Westman, what right do you have to lecture me?" His eyes darted around for a second before he raised his voice even louder. "I'm just saying this as a colleague who knows right from wrong! You should know what's good for you, Macy!" Looking at his hypocritical, revolting expression, I couldn't even be bothered to argue. I picked up the iced coffee on my desk and, without hesitation, splashed it straight in his face.

Dominic said, "Let me help. He reached down. Pee soaked his hands as soon as he grabbed the seams. He felt someone sidle up next to him and looked over. Pamela was standing there, completely bottomless. She must have tossed her pants and underwear off at some point between peeing by the tables and racing over to help her husband and daughter. Suddenly Dominic felt very self-conscious. There he was with his cock out, next to his bare-assed wife, both of them standing over their daughter and trying to pull her pants off. Pamela must have had the same notion because she started to laugh hysterically. Emily whimpered, and Dominic watched his wife's face quickly shift from mirth to misery. "I'm s

ODEYA. I left the poop on my clothes and then went back to the cracked wall, I placed the foil tape over it and cared less if the poop continued to burst out of it and stained my hands. It was useless to cry now, this was my situation and I needed to get used to it.

So, I apologized to every one in the room. One by one. One person at a time. I want to kill myself to escape from this humiliation. His uncles, his cousins, who laughed at me while I said sorry. I never felt so humiliated in my entire life. Adriano even made me apologize to his body guards and even his driver. It was quite clear that his motive was to make me feel insulted. He didn't care about my apology, he just enjoyed how much humiliation I got to face. He wants to break my spirit.

Maybe I never did. I told myself I wouldn't cry. I failed. I cried into my pillow until it felt like the weight of the entire day was sinking into my bones. I didn't just feel embarrassed- I felt exposed. Raw. Like every inch of me had been peeled back for them to laugh at. And I knew it wasn't over. The looks from Melissa and her clique during lunch, the whispers behind the bleachers, the lies being passed around like candy- it was all building toward something.

42 Damien reached out to touch my arm gently, his voice laced with concern. "Are you alright, sweetheart? I can tell this is bothering you. Maybe we should talk about it?" I let out a deep sigh, simply unable to hide my frustration any longer. "Damien," I said, exasperation lacing my voice, "it's just so humiliating. I can't stand the thought of everyone knowing that I tripped and fell like a complete fool. Especially not Logan. He always acts so perfect and invincible." The anger and embarrassment mixed within me, causing my voice to shake.