Magic Diaper Novels & Stories

With a serious expression, she said, "Don't be so naughty!" Oreo opened his mouth and blabbered. What happened next...Well, Sigrid discovered that the newly changed diaper had to be changed once again.

“November? Jennie? Is the game over?” They turned to the boys; both of them had already worn pants. One of them walked towards Kai and handed him his pants. One of them has a mohawk hairstyle they call Aidan while the other had dark hair he put up to a ponytail. His name is Eldric. Jennie is annoyed enough, “Kai broke the rules! It’s supposed to hide and seek, not attack it!” November nods as she dusts her white dress. While the rest of the kids looked confused and indifferent.

Mia asked, holding out her finger. “Cross my heart and pinky promise,” I said, hooking my pinky around hers and shaking it. “Now, I have a fun day of activities planned.” “Can Uni come?” “Uni?” Arthur asked from where he was standing in the doorway. “The new magical stuffed unicorn Mommy gave me,” Mia said. “Duh,” she said more quietly. “Not this time,” Arthur said. “Do you think you’re up to a full day of activities so soon after your surgery?” I asked.

Lucy After the worst rollercoaster ride of my entire life, I shake my head and blink life into my eyes. I'm no longer in hell, which wouldn't be a problem—if things were not so huge in the realm of the living! Blue lights and glowing, enormous mushrooms surround me, and I chirp. Wait. Chirp? Slowly, I stare down at my hands, only to realize I don't have any! I have tiny claws, and I chirp in panic—fuck, I'm a dragon, but I'm a baby!

Placing a crib sheet over the top of the playpen provides shade, and keeps the bugs out. "Where's my brotha from anotha motha?" Maddox's voice boomed as he rounded the pack house and spotted Noah. Diapers and bibs flew out of Noah's hands and he turned to glare at Maddox. "You little shit! You're lucky I wasn't holding one of your nephews!" "Relax old man! I would have never scared you if you were holding one of my precious little nephews!"

They were captioned with ‘Sleep While The Monster’s Asleep’ which had us all chuckling. There was a picture of Dad with puke all over his dress shirt. It was captioned ‘Don’t Forget the Burp Rag.’ That was a good note for Ezra and us. There was another picture of Dad changing me with something all over his face. I assumed it was my piss. Oh, that was priceless. It was captioned with ‘Don’t Think You’re Faster Than The Pup.’ “When you change a boy’s diaper, you need to lay something like a wipe over his crotch, or you’ll figure out how nasty their piss tastes,” Dad explained, glaring at me. I just shrugged because it was a learning experience.

Those thoughts filled her mind. So today, she would finally do something about it. She had bought a brand new diary from the store. It was a special one. With leather on it and a strange P monogrammed on the cover. It was far fancier than anything the Dollar Tree should be selling. Finding it was a score that had Kristen grinning. She was enamored with her new diary. She was eager to get started on it. The diary was thick, too. She could write so many of her naughty ideas in them.

He carried me up to a big room with a giant bed on it, this must be their room, Kennedy, I mean mommy got in next after us. “We’re working on your room little one but for now you’ll stay with us” she says and began to undress me, I blushed like crazy at being naked in front of two strangers. Mommy looked at my bum and princess part then turned to daddy, they shared a look before they went and got some kind of cream, mommy spread a generous amount of cream on my sensitive skin before taping a thick diaper around my waist making me blush again. I’ve never worn a diaper before, for clothing choices she got me a onesie and some high knee socks and that’s it.

"For the most part, diapers are all the same until they're mobile. How much does he weigh?" She digs around in her purse. "I have the hospital discharge papers right here!" She pulls them out and reads through them. "Okay. It says he's eleven pounds, thirteen ounces." "I would get size two. He's still a little small for them, but my sister always says she'd rather have them in diapers too big than have a stack they grew out of. Says it's like staring at a pile of money she's not allowed to spend." "Okay. Do you mind if I put my stuff in your cart?" she asks sheepishly. "I promise I'm not asking you to pay for my stuff. I was trying so hard to figure out this formula thing, I forgot to get on

The twenty-two-year-old Mason stuffed his hand in his pockets nonchalantly and nodded. Then, he saw the period diaper the cashier was talking about and frowned involuntarily, “Why does it look the same as a baby diaper?” The other cashier kept promoting the stuff to him. “It’ll keep her bed clean, no matter how she rolls in her sleep. She’s gonna want to use it again in the future. Guaranteed!” Then, he pondered for a while. Perhaps the cashier was right. It could be a good choice for the crybaby waiting for him outside. However, he kept his cool, distant demeanor and didn’t keep the conversation going.