Peeing My Diaper Novels & Stories

So for now, better to keep him in the dark. Having Abrille wear diapers was the only feasible solution I could come up with to tackle her urination problems. I realized it happened more often than we thought and that alone shouldn’t reach Hudson’s ears, he would only blame me more. Since it happens most often when she felt cornered and one can’t even predict exactly when that would happen, I resulted to making her wear diapers. It wasn’t for causal urination of course, just for emergencies. “Is everything okay? Aby?” Hudson’s deep voice suddenly filled the air and I quickly straightened up from my position. “Yeah, we’re good now. Right Aby?” I responded with a smile,

He picked him up from the ground and carried him to the bathroom. He was just about to turn around and leave. However, a small hand grabbed his pants. "Is there something else?" Ronald looked at him suspiciously. "The toilet is too high. I can't pee..." He was so anxious that he was on the verge of bursting into tears. Hearing that, Ronald had no choice but to pick him up and help him pee. The little boy finally started to urinate. When he was halfway through urinating, he suddenly stopped. He turned his head and warned Ronald in an exceptionally serious tone, "Daddy, you are not allowed to peek..."

Not a good combination because I have the sudden urge to pee. But Goof doesn't stop. " Goof, you are going to make me wet myself. And not in the good way." I giggle. Not because it is funny. " Then you better promise not to call our son Goof-Goof." he said. Now the urge is greater. I need to get up. " Fine. Fine. I won't call him Goof-Goof." I yelled. Goof stops " Good." " Now get off me. I seriously have to pee." I said. Goof got up quick and helped me up. Thank the heaven he has a bathroom in here. I didn't want to have to run down the hall. Once I'm of the bed I run to the room five feet from the bed. Just before I shut the door I yell over my shoulder " I will call him Mikey." I slammed

And that’s how fast my baby body gave up to sleeping. The next day, I woke up in bed. I slowly blinked my eyes and scanned the whole room. There’s no one inside except me. Hmm… It is still my little room with Mama but… hey wait! Why do I feel sudden uneasiness inside my… pampers?! Did I peed or poop?! I tried moving and it felt really so disgusting! I think I did poop or something. But where are the people?! Why is there no one here?! I need help!

I warned. "What? You have to help me," he said still wearing that smile. "Sneaky bastard," I grumbled under my breath, pulling down his boxers. "You have to hold it. You'll pee all over the floor," "Or," he leaned towards me. "You could hold it for me," "Baby," "Please," he pouted. I shook my head. "Michael, I'll pee myself," I chuckled, defeated by drunk Jackson. He's doing this on purpose. I wrapped my hand around the base and aimed for the toilet. He giggled the whole time as he peed.