I ducked as mother chucked the jug of milk at my head and it careered past me and into the hallway. Her rage outweighed any disgust she felt at my messy diaper as she assailed me, the slaps coming on my face, head, and shoulder as I retreated backwards toward the hallway that led to both of our bedrooms. I could have turned and run back into my bedroom, my normal reaction to when she got out of control. That would have put a stop to the beating but would also have left me in the room till morning to stew in a messy diaper with windows I couldn’t open.
Diapers Never Lie Scene 148
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Meg’s Transformation Scene 171
Megan found herself giggling at her mother’s overreaction. “Nothing,” she answered, a wide grin on her face. “I need...
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Summer Nurse Scene 46
I told her about the bet as I got out my iphone and showed her the pictures I took....
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The Wrong Bus Scene 98
Yes a lot of people witnessed his predicament, but he didn’t recognise any faces, he would just stay clear...
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The Day’s of his Lives Scene 192
Pauline told me that she had asked her friend to begin work on the document last week for use...
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Who Wears the Pants Scene 255
Howard woke to find himself being lifted from his playpen to be slung over her right hip. He...
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Lil Lilly Scene 88
It took me a moment to override my potty training, but eventually my diaper became warm and expanded around...
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The Hex: A Halloween Homage Scene 21
“Awice,” she declared, using her toddler voice. “Yep, that’s me,” I played along with her, flipping off the light...
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Diaper Dimension Scene 34
The hightop where we sat had four stools gathered around it. Cassie and I hated booths. Too easy to...