Forced To Poop In Diaper Novels & Stories

And Aiden throws his head backwards and lets out a harsh bark of laughter, and pooping at the same time. He'll be eight months in two weeks and it's just insane how big he's grown over the months. He's like the miniature version of Calhoun, bearing so much resemblance with his father and it's annoying at times that he didn't take after me. When Aiden gets done pooping in his diapers, I cautiously hold him and take him out to clean him up. And in the midst of it all, I figure he's run out of diapers. "Shit," I curse inwardly as I leave him to soak in his bath basin.

Lee muttered as he tossed Juilan’s dirty diaper in the garbage chute. At first I thought it was a bit much to have a chute in the nursery, but it was quite handy and the room never smelled gross. “You’ll get the hang of it,” I assured Lee, handing him another diaper. I turned around to find the wipes as Lee gasped. “Aw, Julian!” I turned to see Julian had urinated and Lee’s shirt was the target. “Yeah he does that sometimes,” I laughed. “This is a Supima Cotton shirt!” Lee exclaimed.

Diaper. Kaiden POV. "Anna please no" I beg with her one last time when she says it's time to go for breakfast, this is worse than the time when my ankle was sprained, I'm walking like a penguin due to the thickness between my legs. "It's okay Kaiden, it's normal for littles your age, I'll check on you through the day and change you whenever you need to" she tries to convince me but I didn't want it, my lower lip started trembling, my pout got bigger, my eyes turned purple with emotion, even my dragon didn't want this!

he answered surprising me, "I still don't believe that someone like him has accepted this kind of commitment." "I'm the most surprised, believe me,” I smiled remembering the first time we had to change a diaper "You had to see Louis' reaction when we had to change Milena's diaper by ourself for the first time because Aiden was already at school." “What did he do?” he asked biting his lower lip. "He puked,” I replied, joining his laugh, "I wasn’t far behind when I opened that diaper and both the smell and the appearance of what was there almost made me throw up all over that poor girl."

Hunter asked as he looked at Astéri who was glaring up at him. Archer shrugged his shoulders and said, “We have to like, get something to wipe the poop away then put something on to make his butt smell nice.” Hunter picked up a grey tub with a white label and asked, “Now why did they tell us to put this on for him?” “Because his butt is burning,” Archer answered while he read the label. “Now why would his butt be burning?” Hunter asked while he took the diaper off. “I don’t know but hurry up, he is going to shift if you take any longer,” Archer said as he pinched his nose closed.

Mitchell ordered. Then Kennet returned to tell the truth, “Just now you were acting crazy all of a sudden. You walked down the corridor looking for trash, then chased a janitor until he fell over and passed out. Luckily there were no serious injuries. Finally we provide compensation for the cost of treatment. We tried to restrain you, but you struggled and finally ran. When someone throws away used adult diapers, you grab them, and you—” Mitchel's face turned even fiercer then interrupted Kenneth's words quickly, "You mean I ... I ate the diaper?"

Edmund couldn't deny that her behavior was quite adorable. “You find the jumpsuit and hoodie comfortable? That outfit just makes you look like a matchstick.” The toddler's cheeks puffed up. “I feel comfortable even though you call me like a matchstick. It protects me from insects and sunlight. It's just that ... it's a bit of a hassle when I want to go to the toilet.” Her fingers moved to pinch the button. “This is quite difficult to remove. Usually, it takes me five minutes to open one button. If Mama hadn't been there to help me, I might have peed my pants."

After careful inspection, he relaxed, content that her healing was still on track. Pulling the soiled diaper from beneath her, I tucked the ends in and used the tabs to close it tightly. Lightly placing the blanket back over lower half, I gave her skin a moment more to dry completely while I made my way into the laundry room. It wasn't difficult to find the disposal container; however, it did take a moment for me to understand how it worked. Apparently, after dropping the diaper in the top, there was a lever to engage an interior compartment to open, subsequently allowing the soiled diaper to drop to the bottom and close tightly again in the middle. Hmm...clever.

“Maybe I’ll simply force you to make dinner for a whole week? “That’s more a punishment for you than for me,” I laughed, and she groaned. She obviously didn’t think that through. “Diapers! You’ll have to change the diapers for three whole months.” “No way!” I exclaimed in horror. “That’s not fun at all.” “Who said it was supposed to be fun?” she snickered, and I pouted again. “I like the bed activity kind of punishment better,” I mumbled. “That’s for when you behave well.”

An instant later, he demanded, “Why’re you bothering me?” I snorted. “Like I called to talk to a scroatbag like you. Get my sister on the line.” “She’s got more important things to do than talk to a shit stain like you. She’s busy wiping my kid’s ass.” My two-and-a-half-year-old niece Teagan was in the midst of potty training, and she was being a resistant little turd—much like her father—so I asked, “Diaper or toilet?” Ten sighed. “Still diaper. I swear, that kid’s going to shit her pants until she’s thirty.”