Forced Into Diapers Novels & Stories

She pushed me and said angrily," You were playing on me? Why? I was about to wet myself!!" I laughed harder almost on the ground " That's why kids get diapered." And I fell on the ground She took her bottle of water, opened it and poured water on my pants " Ohh they forgot to diaper you." " What the fuck?!" I took mine and poured the water on her face " Thanks for the wash up, baby Pete... Sissy needed one." She used that annoying tone again on me. I got up and glared at her. " Change and come back here. All have left, we should head home too."

He said while he looked in her eyes, which he always found captive. "I'm sorry but this marriage was forced on me. I don't want to live with you. Since the beginning, you made me suffer. You treated me like an animal, you broke me not just physically but mentally too. And when I found the last straw of my life to rely on, you wanted to snatch it away too. So I had to left you. I gave birth to my son and now he's the only reason I'm alive. Just let me go and let us stay happy. I'm tired, I can't suffer anymore" she said while tears fell from her eyes helplessly.

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!

Then, in the split second before I hit the ground, I angled my left forearm—ulnar side first—directly at the pipe's metal joint and slammed into it with my full body weight. Mr. Lockwood froze. "Dr. Kirk! What happened?" Cold sweat instantly beaded on my forehead, my face draining of color. "My arm's broken! I can't even hold gauze steady now. How am I supposed to deliver a baby? You want me to use this useless arm and kill them both?" I forced the words through gritted teeth, pain shooting up my arm. My gaze swept sharply across everyone present. "Mr. Lockwood, and you, Lynn! You're the ones so desperate to save her, right? Then you'll do it. Follow my instructions exactly!"

Impatience dripped from her words. Her mother glanced down at her own clenched fists, then back up at Amelia. Tears glistened in her eyes as she spoke the truth. "Three months ago, your father went on a business trip. And on that trip, he made a terrible mistake. His company was in deep trouble, losing money left and right. The only way to save their company was to sign an agreement with another firm. The chairman of that firm suggested their children marry, as a guarantee of loyalty. Your father had no choice but to sign the godforsaken agreement."

He was going to claim his prize at all costs. After shredding my shirt, he gripped my bra and pulled it with brute force, breaking the clasps. When he did this, he hurt me. I whispered, "Dad, I will do whatever you want. Please, don't hurt me." My father ignored me as he undid my pants. He forcefully pulled them down to my ankles. Now, there was nothing in his way. He grabbed my wrists, holding them over my head as he forced his dick through my soaking wet slit. I was ready for him tonight.

Marco POV. Taking it another step with Talia, I've been dressing her up every morning once she came to work, we're still going with the step by step adaptation. Even littles who want to be babies, you can't just put them in diapers and tell them it's done, it's a process, the human mind is something fascinating but it'll need it's own time and process to adapt.

I almost wet myself with the pain, but I held it as I knew what I would have to do and there was no guarantee that my torture would end. What happened next was a total shock. He pulled down my still wet knickers to my knees and inserted a catheter into my urethra and then inflated it inside my bladder so it wouldn't fall out, then at the other end of the tube was a small ball and straps either side of it he pushed the ball into my mouth and fastened it tight around my head. "Recycling at its best." Then he pulled on the cord so that I was at the very highest I could be and all my weight was on my tip toes. "Let's see what happens in the next hour or so." Brian said, while pulling my wet knic

’ My voice raises as I tremble, shifting backwards on my bed. ‘Boss said we should come and dress you up.’ I blink, looking at each of them, confused. The one with the huge, black box step forward. ‘For what?’ ‘Your wedding.’ My eyes widen in realisation. I bite my lips and nod my head, slowly getting off the bed. The women come over, taking me to the bathroom without any word. I try to strike a conversation with them, but they only respond with hums or completely ignore me. I sigh as I go naked in front of them, not wanting to argue about going naked in front of literal strangers.

I didn’t know why he was so obsessed with tying me up, but it was getting really old, really fast. I struggled against the bindings but failed to free myself. Suffice is to say, I spent the entire day cursing Troy seven ways to Sunday and back. And I got pretty creative as well. Now I just needed him to get home and I would shower him with every insult that was on standby in my head.