Forced To Mess Diaper Novels & Stories

We then both watched as our little girl twirled her stuffie around and hugged it tightly. After lunch Alice started to whine, James and I both looked at each other with scared faces. Please, please don't have an episode now, I pleaded. But as we both checked out why she whined, it was because of her diaper. "Pffeuh, she got me scared there," James commented. I laughed, "Yes me too." I picked the little girl up as she continued her whining. "Shush princess papa will change your diaper, no need to whine." James mouthed a thank you as I took her to her nursery.

Axel arrived at her side and said, "Don't walk to the bathroom because you are in a lot of pain right now, just pee in your diaper. You are wearing one right? Your mother insisted you wear one." Sherry shook her head. "Hell no! I can't pee in the diaper!" she refused to do so. Axel sighed. "Then let me carry you to the bathroom so that you don't have to walk," he offered. "No need. I can do it without your help!" She insisted stubbornly and proceeded to make baby steps towards the bathroom. She bit her lip and cried silently because it was so damn painful. Every step she took hurt so badly.

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

The only thing was that his buttocks still had poop stuck to them. Sherry was overwhelmed by the bad smell as she approached them. She pinched her nose as she took wet baby wipes and a diaper out of the bag. John took the wet wipes and wiped Flint’s buttocks clean without changing the expression on his face at all. Upon finishing the job, he threw the wet wipes and the used diaper together and glanced at Sherry. “Throw these into the trash can.” Sherry’s lips puckered up in distaste but she took the items and threw them into a nearby trash can.

"Daddy, you're outside right?" "Yeah, daddy's not going anywhere." Sean answered from the outside. One minute later. "Daddy, are you still waiting for me?" "Yeah, baby." "Daddy..." "Oh my gosh, what else?" "My stomach is churning, but my poop won't come out! Help me, daddy!" Sean forced his eyes open, then he stood up and went into the bathroom. Her daughter was sitting on the toilet, while her diaper was by the sink. Her daughter's face was sullen as she grimaced in pain.

He knew that their family would face many challenges in the years to come, but as long as they had each other, they could overcome anything. ----- One day, Danielle was in the middle of changing the baby's diaper when the unexpected happened. Just as she was removing the dirty diaper, the baby suddenly started peeing, spraying a stream of urine in Cyrus's direction. He had been standing nearby, watching the diaper-changing process with a smile on his face, but now he found himself quickly dodging out of the way of the unexpected shower.

The moment shattered. I jerked upright in my own bed, heart hammering, cock straining against the thin fabric of my shorts. “What’s wrong with me?” I muttered. “I need to get myself together.” I pushed off the mattress and stalked into the bathroom. The shorts hit the floor. I turned the shower on cold and stepped under the spray, letting the icy water slam against overheated skin. It should have cooled me down. It didn’t. Not enough.

she squealed, kicking her chubby legs and trying to roll away. “Baby, you’re stinky. Come on, just two seconds.” I wrestled the dirty diaper off while she giggled and twisted, smearing a bit on my arm. By the time I got the wipes out, she was full-on running around the bathroom naked, laughing like this was the best game ever. I chased her on my knees, finally cornering her behind the toilet. “Got you!” I laughed, lifting her back onto the mat. She pouted but let me finish, only because I bribed her with the strawberry-scented lotion she loved.

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.”

“You took all the water. Do you have to go to the bathroom?” “Yes…” I moaned. A sharp slap to my ass had me quickly saying, “Yes, Daddy.” Would they make me use the toilet on camera as well? I didn’t want to, but at this stage, I didn’t care what it would take to be able to relieve the immense pressure. The control it took to hold it all in made my legs quiver.