Messy Diaper Novels & Stories

It's not her fault that she came along nor is it her fault that her dads not around and if I can help her in any way I know I will. I pick her up from her crib and the smell instantly hits me, I turn her around and there it is. She has got shit seeping out of her diaper and it's smeared all over her legs and up her back. Her diaper is heavy with pee but the thing that pisses me off the most is the fact that the shit has dried on her skin, she's been in this nipper for hours! Where the fuck is Amy? "Daddy." I turn my head to see my beautiful baby girl awake and sitting up in her bed. Her firsts curl up into balls and she rubs the sleep from her eyes right before she greets me with that cute s

I'm used to working with food, not shit. "Mason, can you lay stall for a second for Daddy? Stop kicking," I ask as I try to get the dirty nappy off him. Just as I have the nappy off, he kicks, and the nappy comes flying straight to me and on my shirt. Excellent, now I will have to take a bath as well. I rub my nose, and the smell gets even worse. It feels like it is right here on my nose. I look up in the mirror, and that's when I see I look like I have camouflage on as the poo is all over my face. I look down at my hands and realize I have not cleaned them. Who thought changing a baby would be such a big mission?

Now I wouldn’t want to go back to that life, not for all the money in the world, but hello I would do most anything else to get out of diaper duty. Okay, I guess I need to figure out which of these pups stink and change them. I bent down and sniffed Connie and she smelled fine, even faintly of Delania since she was the last one to be holding her. So the process of elimination leaves me with Alpha stinky pants. I picked Marlon up and laid him on my bed and grabbed a fresh nappy and the wipes.

C'mon don't be like that, it's not your fault". I sat down on the massive bed and laid the baby on my lap. The echo of his ceaseless cry filled the room. A sudden stench hit my nose, I pulled him up and sniffed his entire body down this diaper. There it was the smell of soured milk, hot and sticky. I squeezed my nose. "Hey, Zayn just messed up the entire air here". Bella giggled covering her nose with the back of her palm. She darted to the drawer and got me the pack of baby wipes.

But he prefers to sit down because he likes to play with the water. After that, we covered Uno's body with white towel then we proceeded to our room. All things needed are prepared already such as new set of clothes, diaper, manzanilla and the petroleum jelly for the baby. "Would you like to put on his diaper?" I asked him. "I still don't know how," he replied shyly. "Let me," I said and smiled at him. I still can't get over with him changing Uno's diaper. His facial expression was indescribable. Plus, he didn't know how to put the diaper on because Uno is too much of movement.

I can fix a Rubik's cube with my eyes closed; there isn't much I can't figure out given enough time. I grabbed a diaper from the stack she'd unpacked and some wipes and powder that was next to them since I figured they go together. I ignored her snickering as I headed for the bathroom and the vanity table with ample space, grabbed a towel to lay him down, and got to work. So far, so good. What's the problem?

"Okay. Checklist. Hungry? Just ate. Cold? Wrapped up. Diaper?" I sniffed. "Diaper," I confirmed. I carried her to the changing table. I laid her down on the pad. She screamed, kicking her legs. "I know, it's cold," I soothed, unsnapping the onesie. "I'm sorry. It's a design flaw in the universe." I opened the diaper. It was... impressive. "Wow," I muttered. "You are small but mighty." I grabbed a wipe. Then another. She flailed, nearly kicking the clean diaper off the table. I caught it with my elbow.

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.

Sergeant Sally stood beside him, stopwatch in hand. "Alright, Miller. Your goal is to change this diaper as quickly and efficiently as possible. And remember, in real life, the baby will be wiggling. A lot." She pressed a button on the doll, and its arms and legs began to move erratically. Christian's eyes widened in alarm, but he gamely reached for the diaper. "How hard can it be?" he muttered. As it turned out, very hard indeed. Christian fumbled with the tabs, struggling to keep the squirming doll in place. At one point, the fake poop (which looked disturbingly realistic) nearly went flying across the room.

"You guys… Aino, what are you and your mom smiling at?" Aino tugged at her father. "Dad, look, my brother's father still hasn't been cleaned." Only then did Sebastian lower his head and saw that the diaper of the baby, who was lying in the middle of the bed, was just undone. The diaper under his bottom still had poop on it. He had already cleaned his wife's hands, but the baby's diaper still has not changed. "Ah well…" Sebastian said. Sabrina shrugged and was speechless. Sebastian immediately smiled. "Watch me!"