Messy Diaper Novels & Stories

“What do you mean? What’s wrong with the common area?” I shook my head slowly. “Braylee. There are your discarded underwear everywhere. Your old clothes, and there are used condoms and wrappers on the floor. Literally chick, on the floor. You didn’t even attempt to clean it up or throw anything away. I’m not touching that shit.” She smirked. “So you don’t want to touch Connor’s baby juice?”

“Mama’s trying. Please don’t scream like Papa does when he stubs his toe.” He didn’t care. His little fists waved, his red face scrunched, his cry sharp enough to cut glass. Milk leaked down my chest again, soaking my dress as my body ached to feed him, but he wriggled so hard I could barely hold him. I finally got the clean diaper on, my hair sticking to my forehead, my hands shaking. “There,” I huffed, kissing his soft cheek. “Fresh and clean. Now can we please join everyone else instead of being the circus act in here?”

I released a deep sigh. After waiting for almost half an hour, Alpha Jett finally returned with three bundles of female adult diapers. "I'm back!" I carefully read the instructions on how to put on the diaper. It's easy just like putting a diaper on a baby. I picked up the blanket, covered Shirley's body with it and sought his help and assistance. "Can you please lift her lower body so I can put the diaper on her?" I requested. He looks hesitant.

I can see Dan holding his breath as he deals with the mess in his son’s diaper…. “Shitting hell you two, what are you feeding him?! That stinks!” Manuel says and suddenly all four of them are rushing out of the room. Indie and I are instantly laughing. Goddess help those guys when they become Dads. “That is bad to be fair” Indie says. Dan cleans Finn up and puts on a fresh diaper and puts on his trousers again. He passes his son to Indie while putting the dirty diaper into a bag and getting up to go put the bag into the bin and go wash his hands.

It happens that a woman just threw adult diapers in there. Mitchel immediately grabbed the garbage from the person and started chewing on the dirty diaper. Mitchel really enjoyed what was in his hands no matter how dirty and smelly it was. At that time there were several people passing and walking. They secretly recorded Mitchel's actions and uploaded them on social media with the caption, "Crazy people eat trash!"

Jasper stuttered. "Okay come down here on the pad, lay him on his back. Yeah, just like that. Now, unbutton the bottom of his onesie and pull it up a little bit." I said, I watched his every move, I grabbed the diaper bag and pulled a diaper and wipes out and when I looked back Jasper had his entire face scrunched up. "He pooped." Jasper said, making me laugh. "Yes, babies do that. pull the sides off and grab the front and make sure you pull it backwards." I instructed. I pulled out a wipe and handed him one. "Now whatever you missed you wipe up." I said giggling. Jenson came back in and his face twisted. "How does a smell like that come out of a tiny person." Jenson muttered. "Alright move

Rhett snickered, teasing Heath. “That tea towel we were using as a nappy was insufficient,” Talen observed dryly. “You’ve got the next one,” Heath added. “You’ll need Cameron’s help, it’s really a two-man job. The amount of poop that comes out of something so little is really impressive. You have to keep a hand on her at all times whilst you clean her, or she somehow gets her hands and feet involved and then it gets everywhere. And the shit sticks to her skin like nothing else, so it takes some cleaning. Then you have to get something back on to catch the next poop… At least, hopefully, once we’re at the hospital, they’ll have proper nappies.”

She demonstrated the process of wiping Sunny’s chubby bottom, front to back. I swallowed. If it wasn’t poop now, the chances of it being poop later were pretty high. I vowed to worry about that when the time came. Couldn’t say I was looking forward to it, though. “You take a new diaper from here and place it under her, then fold the top over and secure the sides with these tabs.” I exhaled. “That seems pretty straightforward.” “Yeah, well, it depends on the situation, but the main thing is, just be careful to make sure she doesn’t roll off the table. If you don’t change or clean her perfectly, it’s not the end of the world.”

"If you guys are done washing, then there are a pair of poopy diapers looking for a change." Despite the crowded conditions, Chris, Gina, Naomi and Ethan squeezed and jostled to grab a dish to scrub or dry. Wrinkly fingers were a much better prospect than the smell that came out of his niece and nephews bottoms. "Someone has rotten breastmilk," Chris hissed, just to annoy his sister. "And someone might need to invest in lube," she replied. Yeah, his sphincter tightened in response. "Delicate freakn' flower my ass," he muttered darkly.

The words bursts out of Dad's mouth, with his face scrunching up in concern. "Oopsy!" Tracey's eyes dilates at this. And a sprawled Jess on the floor, with milk stains, burst into a full volume of wails. "Looks like she has poo on her diaper, as well." Damon points out, examining her bum with his index finger. With a huff, I swat his hand away, and shoot each and everyone of them, death glares. Including Dad on the screen. I pick Jess up, place her on my hip and begin to soothe her.