Slurp, gurgle, schlup schlup schlup, gurgle, schlup slurp gurgle. “When I said I wanted a clean diaper,” Tonya said, looking up at Darren, the vacuum hose still in his hand, “This really isn’t what I had in mind.”
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“I don’t need diapers!” “Sweetie, I married you because I love you, and I still love you now. We just need to work through this. If you don’t need diapers, why..?” “Umm. I was doing an impression of Amber Heard?”
Anneka sighed. “It’s no good. We’re going to need some snap-on rubbers.” Christine nodded. “I’ll head to stores, see if we still have any,” she said. “Snap-on plastic pants?” asked Geraint, scowling behind the Stores counter, “Come on. You know policy is for pull-on. They leak less and they reinforce how infantile the prisoner looks.”…
“I don’t know why I bother. Every time, every single time, I put a nice clean diaper on you and you just piss and shit all over it.”
Baby Driver
The car pulled to a halt, smart alloys by the kerb. “Keep the engine running, we’ll be back in four minutes.” He watched as they got out of the car, masks on, and headed across the road to the bank. Ignoring them he turned up the music, a bass riff supplemented by an orchestra. As…
“Drop your trousers, lie back on that table and lift your hips.” Her words were clear but he couldn’t believe he was hearing them. Silence as he thought of a response, several seconds encompassing a range of facial expressions. “I said you’re gorgeous and suggested we head back to yours,” he eventually said, “I’m not…
As she waddled into the room he looked up, a smile on his face. “You can hear!” she accused, “Why are you making me wear something that crinkles? Everybody will be able to tell.” “I’m not,” he said, his relaxed tone very different to her blend of stress and childish whining, “It only crinkles when…
Today’s snippet comes from the Diaper Dimensions “What the fuck?” asked Simon, “Why the hell would you do that?” Priscilla sighed. “You know it’s different for us women,” she said, “our maternal instinct is too strong.” “Too strong!” yelled Simon, “You can’t…” “Hush,” said Priscilla, “it’s well documented that Amazon women want to diaper anything…
“It’s going to be wet and windy tomorrow,” she said, watching the storm warning on the TV. “Nothing you need worry about,” he replied, “You’ll be focussed on it being wet and windy inside.” She looked at him in confusion, then recoiled as she saw what he held up. “Since you won’t be going out…
She tried to pull her arms free but the straps were too tight, the comfortable padding not relenting. She’d have no choice, if she wanted to empty her bladder it would have to be here, dressed as she was, in front of her best friend. Lucky in a way that the straps weren’t the only…