Messy Diaper Novels & Stories

What happened here? "Shush Alice, daddy is here, no need to cry." I picked her up and noticed her diaper was soaked, way too soaked. I laid her down on the changing table while comforting the little girl. When I opened it I saw it was completely full. I've never seen her diaper this full, not even when we were a bit late with changing it. Something in me told me this was wrong, very wrong. I cleaned her up, putting her even in a new set of clothes as her old ones smelled bad. I took her downstairs to the kitchen to give her a bit of water as she cried so much.

Myra pleads, the previous topic no longer up for discussion. "I'll go," I say, rising to my feet. "If I don't get away from this computer for a little bit, I just may launch it across the room." "Thank you. He poops so much, my nose can no longer tell the difference between the smell of poop and baby wipes." "He got his constitution from his daddy!" I pat my belly and give her a big ornery grin. "Yes, he does. Also, I can't believe you just said that, weirdo. His diapers should be in the diaper holder next to the bed. If it's empty, check under his crib."

BJ held out her messy hands for me to clean. "Hello, my lo…Kim," Alexis said. I frowned, sighed, located a paper towel, went to BJ, and lifted her from the table. Her diaper instantly fell off…because it wasn't a diaper but a towel wrapped around her waist. "Alexis, what is this?"

"I don't use bad words at school." "They are fucking gross." Grandpa Cy defended his great granddaughter. "When Leia was a baby, she had these explosive fucking diapers. She would fart. I mean, it would sound like a fart, and then suddenly there would be a smell. And it would drip out of her fucking diaper, into her romper, and onto her back. Fuck. And I wasn’t even a werewolf yet, so I can only imagine how horrible it would smell to you." Storm chuckled. "Then it’s a good thing that I offered to do all the poop diapers. And, honestly, you’re used to dogshit, Cyrus. A baby’s diaper is nothing compared to that."

Trent didn't even need to lock me in, the weakness that has taken hold over my body assured me that I never leave or move, even when I want to, today I decided to bathe, I smell, and I have a rash. Trent found out that I'm diaper dependent and made fun of me, of my need to be taken care of, he threw a closed pack of adult diapers on me, they didn't have any teddies or animals over them they were ugly and didn't go up and down like my old ones, I hated them so much, I had to teach myself how to use the bathroom again, I don't always make it, but I did most tomes.

Royalty nearly puked from the stench. He cursed, taking off the diapers. He covered his nose, and Zaiee frowned. His poop wasn't smelling. He kicked his legs in protest till Daddy began bathing him. Zaiee wasn't a fan of water. Immediately the hot water touched his skin, he bellowed. Crying and kicking his legs unhappily. Unfortunately, Zaiee's poop diapers laid close to his feet. Immediately he kicked, the diapers went flying to Royalty's face. It stuck and filled his face with poop.

Zane lay in a hospital room, hooked up to an IV drip. When I entered, his face was still twisted into a pained grimace. "Is it still coming?" I asked. "Yes, but it's not as bad anymore. I'm wearing a diaper." Zane pointed to a stack of diapers at the side. "I feel like it's gotten all over my crotch. Clean me up and help me change into a fresh diaper." "Clean you up?" I chuckled coldly.

This was why Kal wanted Terrence to wash him every time; he was having so much fun. Terrence undressed him, washed him, and quickly wrapped him in a towel. He put the diaper in the trash bin, where it was automatically sealed. He took out the trash and used the air freshener. "You smell good now." He kissed the baby's forehead. He went back to the living room and frowned at the baby seat, which was also soiled. "How did we not smell that?" Maxine laughed. "He poops like a seventy-year-old man." He gave Kal to Maxine, took the baby seat to the laundry room, and sprayed it down. "Come on, my baby can't be like this," he sighed, soaking it in water and detergent.

Belinda said as she shut off the feeding pump, lowered the head of the bed then raised the mattress up so they wouldn’t have to crouch down to change him. After lifting the patient’s gown, Sheila grabbed the edge of the Chux Pad under him and lifted it up, causing him to roll over onto his side. Belinda caught him and held him in place as Sheila removed the soiled diaper and wiped him down, applying the thick pink barrier cream to his bottom that she always thought was the consistency of a partially melted milkshake. After tucking the new diaper up under him, she and Belinda reversed positions, Belinda pulling up her side of the Chux Pad and Sheila holding him in place. The older nurse finis

I stretch my shoulders up giving her the view of my shopping cart, "five? you've got five? really?" "Do you want me to buy the whole store?" I pulled the bags up for the cash lady to scan the items for us, "What did you buy?" Lexi arranged the bags and supported her arm on the glass frame, "not clothes cause I knew you were going for that so just basic baby stuff, proteins, toys, diapers, cleaners, breast pump, and what is that thing called where you dispose those dirty diapers?" "diaper disposals?" she creased her eyebrows unsure of her answer,