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 158
“Well…first we just kinda talked for awhile and I said I was sorry about last time and we both...
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The Milk Run Scene 6
“Sorry Ma’am, we know a car full of substances disappeared on this road, we have a reliable tip. We...
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Life and Death Choices Made Casually Scene 46
Deborah decided to change the subject before Lia’s makeup ran. “Let’s grab a spot at one of the table...
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Alison & Her Little Secret Scene 3
Douglas’s first morning as a real baby went by fairly uneventfully. The mittens were removed from his hands. He...
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Forever a Child Scene 6
She looked over at her clock. It was just about to turn 8:00. She yawned. “Jessica, how do you...
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Skye’s the Limit Part 5
Martin and Chris must have forced him to break up with me, I decided. One of them probably had...
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Stories we Tell Scene 145
Turning to her daughter holding the size small (but quite substantial) purple adult diaper, Sally noticed it had some...
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Falling For Nurse Julie Scene 85
“Oh, I think it is part of my responsibility to return you to your off-work state. I’ll feel better...