Forced Diaper Novels & Stories

Sofía couldn’t hold back her laughter at how nervous he was. “This should come with a manual!” Adrián grumbled. “Relax, love, you’re doing great,” Sofía guided him, taking his hand. “First lift his little legs, slide the clean diaper under… there… perfect.” “Perfect, my foot!” he muttered, though he followed her instructions. “This is like taking apart a Swiss watch.” The moment ended with both of them laughing. When he finally secured the diaper, Adrián threw his arms up like a hero.

“Want to try burping him again?” He nods excitedly. “Grab that cloth and put it over your shoulder.” I direct him. He does and then comes to stand by the bed. “If you’re that excited to spend time with your son, he needs a diaper change after he burps.” “I’m on it.” He says and reaches down, gently taking Leander and putting him to his shoulder. I move to stand and he steps back, doing a very uncomfortable looking version of Cayd’s bouncing while patting Leander’s back.

“Sowwie, mommy.” Riko sighed as he gave her the sad puppy eyes. “Let’s finish our cookies and find our tree.” She suggested. The kids eagerly devoured their cookies and hot chocolate. Have you ever tried to help three toddlers out of snowsuits to use the bathroom? It’s not easy. Add in getting a two-month-old out of his to change his diaper and his entire outfit. Yay, diaper blowouts. Heavy parental sarcasm there.

"For the most part, diapers are all the same until they're mobile. How much does he weigh?" She digs around in her purse. "I have the hospital discharge papers right here!" She pulls them out and reads through them. "Okay. It says he's eleven pounds, thirteen ounces." "I would get size two. He's still a little small for them, but my sister always says she'd rather have them in diapers too big than have a stack they grew out of. Says it's like staring at a pile of money she's not allowed to spend." "Okay. Do you mind if I put my stuff in your cart?" she asks sheepishly. "I promise I'm not asking you to pay for my stuff. I was trying so hard to figure out this formula thing, I forgot to get on

Taking both her little legs into one hand I lifted her gently and of course it was all over her vest and her back and it was yellow. Placing her pacifier in her mouth I went to work. Took out a new pair of pajamas for her and undressed her from the one that was covered in her poop. I had her in my arms so I wiped the rest of the poop that was on her back and surprisingly she laid still. Usually she would move or start crying because of the wipe that is cold. I moved the poopy onesie to the side away from her reach and took one of her towels and laid it on the bed and laid her on top of it.

Stephanie yelled towards Addie's bedroom. Mandy quickly put on a fresh diaper, trying to calm the child down. She didn't necessarily like diapers any longer, and she could sense that something wasn't right. It was causing her to squirm, and she began to whine, very close to pitching a fit. "We'll be out in just a second." She thought fast. "I had to change her clothes too."

I definitely wasn’t but of course, I can actually try. She handed me the bag and stepped back, clearly amused. I spread the small mat on the sofa and gently lifted Leo. He kicked a little, tiny feet moving like he was mocking me. “Okay… okay, take it easy,” I muttered. Bianca covered a laugh with her hand. “Relax. He won’t explode.” “I’m not ruling it out,” I said. But somehow, I did it. Not perfectly though as the diaper was slightly crooked but secured.

After he lowered the diaper and didn’t have to dodge, he readied for the next step. "Now what?" "Gently grasp his ankles with one hand, lift his bottom, then slide the diaper from beneath him with your free hand." Armaam had earned a degree in Engineering and Masters in Business Management and yet this task seemed astronomical. The boy continued squirming and grabbing for things around him making it difficult for Armaan. Armaan huffed. "He keeps moving" he complained like a five year old making Janani chuckle "Distract him" Janani said "How am I supposed to distract him when I am trying to remove this diaper??" He asked looking at her as if she is stupid

It moved me so much, I even moved back into my chambers that night! I cautiously and nervously gave Bahari a bath that night with Kris and Jo Jo while Hunnie fed Hubi. When it came time to dress him, I had to bathe the poor kid again, because he pissed all over his self and me. Why is it when I lift his legs to put on the cloth diaper, he shit's out of his tiny bum like a fire hose! Never have I ever had to clean ANYONE'S feces off of me!

The frown in between her brows was gone and he was smiling like he just won a lottery. I quickly finished cleaning his baby butt and put the new, clean diaper on after smearing some diaper rash cream around his crotch. Sometimes when I would be at home the whole day, I did not put a diaper on him but used one of those baby panties so he would not get rash from the friction with the plastic at the edge of the diaper. The baby’s skin proved to be quite sensitive and delicate which was why I tried my best to handle it with extra care.