Forced Into Diapers Story Novels & Stories

On Friday, he made me wear a remote controlled vibrator at dinner and I made a big mess all over my dress. He likes to tease me and make things hard for me. Instead of letting me cum, Saturday morning, he came back to the house and play with himself so that I smelled like pussy at the meeting.” “You didn’t smell like pussy at the meeting,” Laurie said in confusion. “That’s because I disobeyed and cleaned up. He spanked me for that.” It was so nice to be able to talk to someone about everything. I was right to talk to Laurie about it.

“What are you two whispering about?” “Your charm,” Lea said, smirking. He walked in and closed the door, then flopped onto the bed beside me like we were still teenagers. “It’s not my fault I’m unforgettable.” I rolled my eyes. “You’re dramatic.” “But lovable,” he added. Lea sat back in her chair, crossing her arms with a smile. “We were just saying how hard this family can be.” Henri sighed. “Tell me about it.” “Do you remember when we were younger and Mum caught us sneaking out through the back gate?” I asked.

he apologized lowly. “No apology needed. It happens. But I will say that you need to stop fighting me and your father about wearing the nighttime pull-ups.” “Pull-ups are for babies like Daisy and Nori!” “Pull-ups are for anyone who needs them. You know there are adult diapers, too, right?” “I’m not a baby. I’m not wearing it.” I rolled my eyes and poured some bubbles into the bathtub along with some toys. “I need you to stop taking them off in the middle of the night.”

"At the end of the first year, I called for help. It didn't work… After they beat me, Mr. Rhodes told everyone my parents didn't want me." The officer kept writing. "What about the second year?" "In July, they broke my legs because I wouldn't obey one of the instructors." "And after July?" "After that, people started coming into my room." The recorder clicked as it continued. "They didn't let me wear clothes. They said they would split the money my dad paid. It wasn't tuition. It was what they were getting paid to use me." Dad's hand tightened on the edge of his chair. "Later, they forced sterilizing drugs on me and used other methods. Mr. Rhodes said they were fixing my body…to make sure I'

Beth 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.”

I clench my teeth and curse, “Fuck, fuck fuck.” Diana has another look between my legs and then smiles encouragingly at me as she says, “Breathe through the pain, sweetheart; tell me when you feel the need to push.” After a couple of hours of never-ending contractions, my eyes widen in horror when the urge to go to the toilet becomes unbearable; Diana nods her head and whispers, “Push as hard as you can, Layla.” I squeeze Darius’s hand as I push; relief flows through me as I feel my baby enter our world; Diana looks up at Darius as she asks,

A year and a half later. I watch little Jeremy staring at me curiously while he has his fist in his mouth, drooling like a Saint Bernard. He’s lying on the changing table, waiting for me to put a clean diaper on him. How was it done again? The YouTube videos make it seem so easy... “Well, little one, what if I took you to church naked? You’re so small; kids get forgiven for everything.” “Do you really want to let him go around naked?” James leans against the doorframe, arms crossed, eyebrow raised. “You don’t remember how to put on a diaper, do you?”

It rattled loudly against the frame. The surrounding students stared at me like I was already guilty. Their silent judgment pressed against my back until I could barely breathe. The horrors of my past life overlapped with the coercion of this one. In the end, I was still being forced back into the center of this nightmare, all in the name of saving a life. I stepped into the stall. The metallic stench of blood hit me immediately. Serena Anderson sat slumped against the cold tile, deathly pale. Beneath her spread a pool of blood that made my stomach turn.

I woke up still in their arms, I loved that daddy read me to sleep, I love stories, books, and he's the best story reader ever, he did the voices and everything. I needed to pee badly this morning, but I wasn't allowed to take the diaper off me, I thought maybe I can skip to the bathroom, pee quickly, and pull the diaper back on. But sadly that wasn't a good plan, mommy and daddy both had their hands around me, I was trapped between them, when I tried to squirm out of their hold they both woke up.

“Your brother and I tried for thirty years to have this child! How dare you tell me to get rid of it? If he finds out, he’d kill you, you monster!” I gave an unbothered smile. “Even if he kills me, that monster inside you cannot live. “Come with me to the hospital now.” She struggled desperately, and right then, the rest of the family returned home. Mary rushed into my brother, Jasper’s, arms. “Jasper! Claire is forcing me to get an abortion because of something the parrot said!” When my parents heard this, their faces darkened at once. They yelled at me. “Have you lost your mind? How can you believe an animal’s nonsense?”