Forced Into Diapers Mga Nobela at Kwento

No amount of pushing, kicking, or yelling would keep them away from me. A flower without its stem is just a pile of loose petals left to go rotten. And when they took me from the nursery to the bathroom I saw that pile of petals laying down on the changing mat. The exact mat where I had to give up almost all of my dignity with my diaper changes. Almost all was gone but I had still that little bit of hope, which was now crushed, ripped apart. Caused by these evil men, by these devils who are guarding my personal hell.

I tried to open my eyes but the light was too much to handle. I felt my body ache...My arms, my legs, not to mention my abdomen. It felt like a hundred needles were piercing my entire body. I tried harder and harder and I eventually managed to move my eyelids, the light was too bright but I opened them. I had to...

"The thing is, we can't just remove all the things that were on his body every now and then so, we informed him to use diaper." "What's the relevance of the diaper on his situation right now?" I asked with confusion. “He doesn’t want to wear diapers. He have gone wild, we don’t have any choice that very moment even if we don’t want to do it, we were force to hold him and tied his arms and feet then let your father put the diaper on him. He was crying and even though we want to do his request, we didn’t listen to his plea because we need to monitor everything.” "Is he okay now? Because I can't see anything attached on his body."

I order, I didn't create the AI to fill tubs for me, but I can use all the help I could have with Violet, I carried the naked sleeping baby to the warm bathroom, I tried to wake her up, not to startle her with the water. "Little girl, Violet, princess, it's bath time, can you wake up for me?" I say calmly into her ear, she mumbles a bit, opening her eyes slightly, she saw the bath being filled and her body being placed down. She whined at how evil I am for giving her a bath, but it was being done, she kept her hold on me, refusing to let go of my neck first, but I convinced her into holding to my arm only. The bath ended soon, I petted her dry, dressing her in another diaper, and a footie on

Zelda started to spank me making sure to cover the whole of my bum, careful not to hit the same spot twice. "Now are you ready to get dressed for the day?" she asks sounding like an angry parent, I just nod my head, yes, tears going down my face, I don't like pain! I let them dress me in the diaper that was warm and snuggly, much more comfortable than my usual skimpy underwear, maybe I do have a diaper kink after all. The bodysuit was more like a onesie, comfortable, soft, and full coverage, my hair was next brushed and styled in a side braid, I didn't look bad at all, no makeup was added making me look younger than I am.

“You sαid you wαnted α child. You’ll hαve one. But I will never touch you αgαin.” My body went cold while my breαth hitched. “Dαrius‚ pleαse…” His eyes flickered‚ just once‚ αnd then he looked αwαy. “Do it‚” he ordered. The doctor injected the liquid into me while I struggled αgαinst the strαps‚ the humiliαtion mαking me feel like I wαs sinking into the ground. My breαth hitched αgαin‚ teαrs spilling uncontrollαbly while my voice turned hoαrse αs I whispered‚ “You’ll regret this one dαy.”

Diapers were on the list I gave Rack. I've never put a diaper on a newborn or realized how hard it is. Rack watches helplessly and I can see he's further out of his comfort zone than I am. I figure out which way the diaper goes and slide it beneath his tiny bottom. The last thing I expect is the stream of warm pee that sprays upward and soaks me. Rack hands me a towel from the stack on the edge of the bed. His lips curve up in a shameless smile. "It's never too early to teach shooting straight."

A man I had been forced to marry I wrapped my hands around myself. A part of my body wanted him badly when he touched me the first time but after everything I had heard from the other Mafia wives, I was terrified. I had never had sex with anyone before. Ethan had tried a few times. We had come close but somehow it had never happened. Something had always interrupted us or rather someone. My father always found a way to control every aspect of my life Soon, the bathroom door opened and I turned instinctively. Ryan stepped out with a towel hanging low on his hips,.His skin was still damp from the shower. My eyes followed the water droplets as they traced down the planes of his muscled chest be

I didn’t know if I should be grateful about that or more nervous. With trembling hands, I tried to unfasten her diaper, but it was harder than I expected. The Velcro tabs stuck, and I fumbled awkwardly, suddenly hyperaware of the five sets of eyes watching me. For some reason, I felt pressured to have five grown men watch me change my daughter's damn diapers! “Here, let me help,” Liam said softly, stepping forward.

Royalty nearly puked from the stench. He cursed, taking off the diapers. He covered his nose, and Zaiee frowned. His poop wasn't smelling. He kicked his legs in protest till Daddy began bathing him. Zaiee wasn't a fan of water. Immediately the hot water touched his skin, he bellowed. Crying and kicking his legs unhappily. Unfortunately, Zaiee's poop diapers laid close to his feet. Immediately he kicked, the diapers went flying to Royalty's face. It stuck and filled his face with poop.