Trapped In Diapers Novels & Stories

Jesus, did they insert a tracking device in me? She curls herself in the fetal position and begins to tear up. She feels embarrassed and uncomfortable. Not so much at the fact that she just woke up to pissing herself, but she feels like a great big puddle of piss. What has become of her life that she is at this point? She has no idea who she is or where she is. But she has no recollection of what she has done to have been picked up by an agency that would want to microchip her and keep her in a surveillance room with two-way mirrors, camera's and whatever else. She quickly sits up in protest of the whole situation and feels instant regret.

A rough laugh escaped my throat before I could stop it. “The quarantine protocol,” I told my niece seriously. “is the best way to avoid cheap fabric dye.” “See?” Irene said, winking at Elara. “Emotionally constipated. Chronic condition.” “I am not emotionally constipated.” “You tracked me through my deadbolt router.” “A highly effective methodology.” “You ate refrigerated pizza like it was battlefield rations.” “It was structurally difficult pizza.” “You alphabetize your espresso pods.” “They require order.” Irene grinned at me over the stuffed crocodile.

he asks me, I wanted, but I didn't want to pee myself, I just shrugged. "Hey, I know you're embarrassed, and feeling small but you can use words, tell me what's going on in your pretty mind?" he says caressing my face. "I'm not that small, I shouldn't have accidents," I explain to him, still sniffling. "You are my small baby, being a big girl of three years old, that's not enough for you to walk around in big girl panties, you could use some protection," he suggests but I shook my head no, I'm not gonna wear diapers.

He checked Charlie's diaper and then groaned at how much poop was crammed into the tiny diaper. “What exactly did your mother give you yesterday, huh? Why do you poop so much?” Charlie just chuckled softly, while Anthony was busy looking for a way to get rid of the diaper without having to inhale the rotten smell that came from it. But in the end, Anthony had to let his nose inhale the foul smell of Charlie's poop because he couldn't pinch his nose with his hands which were busy putting the diaper into a plastic bag.

Wiping the dirt off the wooden sculpture, Diana turned to set off home. Suddenly, a hand seized her arm! Diana looked back and saw a dark face. She screamed hysterically. “It’s useless to shout.” The tramp grasped Diana’s shoulders and looked her up and down. His eyes had a sinister feel to them. He had been living in the rubbish tip for weeks. He never once expected that a girl would show up here. Let alone such a sweet, innocent girl. She might still be a virgin. Thinking of that, he smiled creepily.

“I think the Who Didn’t Rape Aislen list is a shorter one, to be honest, Diana. Even I raped myself in a way, five years ago, when I was hurting over… things, the Triquetra, and life in general. I let a guy I didn’t know take me to a motel room and we got drunk, and high, and f-ked… I walked into the situation with open eyes, but I… well, I wasn’t capable of making safe decisions for myself at the time.” Diana leaned her head back against the wall. “I never thought about things like that.” She sighed. “We all got a bit f-ked up in the head during our teen years,” she said. “I was f-ked up about my grandfather, Lilly was f-ked up about that human who raped her and gave her an STI, and you wer

It moved me so much, I even moved back into my chambers that night! I cautiously and nervously gave Bahari a bath that night with Kris and Jo Jo while Hunnie fed Hubi. When it came time to dress him, I had to bathe the poor kid again, because he pissed all over his self and me. Why is it when I lift his legs to put on the cloth diaper, he shit's out of his tiny bum like a fire hose! Never have I ever had to clean ANYONE'S feces off of me!

I quickly changed into the giant t-shirt that reached exactly up to my knees and a spare boxer underneath which I had found in the closet. I sat on the bed trying to come to the turn of phrase with the circumstances that had happened in the past few hours. Today was supposed to be one of the happy and memorable days in our lives. I was about to surprise my parents, but now. My life has changed in a day and I have a strong feeling that this is just the beginning. Things are only going to get worse than this. I never expected that I would be imprisoned in such a situation. A shaky sigh escaped my lips as I thought of what tomorrow would bring. All I could hope was this was all just a nightmare

"I hope this one goes well. They’ve been calling me every single day this week. My mom even sent a formal calendar invite for dinner tonight. Apparently, staying at the dorms too much is a sign of rebellion now." "You can't escape it forever, Leo," she said, falling into step beside me as we walked toward the campus gates. "The Hayes family doesn't like it when their best trophy is missing from the mantle." "I know," I muttered. "I just need to get through three hours of smiling and nodding. Then I can come back here and actually breathe." "Just don't trip on any more stairs on your way there," she added, glancing at my bandaged knuckles. I didn't answer. I just waved goodbye and headed for

Falling deep into an abyss It might be sad and depressed, happy and ecstatic or surprised and excited, but always you have to be feeling somehow. What about when you are running for your life? Is it scary? Of course it is. You are right! But what if you have witnessed your mom's death only a few minutes before? When you have seen it by your doe eyes that an alpha of your pack, the protector you all run to when encountering scary threats shooting your mom to death with a pistol loaded with silver bullets?