Diaper Erotic Stories

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Kala and Kitty are Punished

by kchappell76 on Sep 12, 2017
Fetish

Edited by: P. A. Solcrofft * As the school bell sounded, a sigh of relief came over Kala. Her diaper had been sagging a while from all of the pee and shit it stored. She only had one diaper left, and was saving it for later. Luckily she was wearing a long flowing maroon sleeveless dress, which was accented with black lace. The dress did reveal the top part...

Three Diapers

by wizard_of_oz on Sep 19, 2017
Fetish

Chapter One: Diapers for Three Alan Bartholomew lay alone in bed listening for the sound he was longing to hear. Torturous minutes passed slowly until he heard the sound of his own front door closing. It was 7:30am and his daughter, Melissa had finally left for work. Nineteen-year-old Melissa Bartholomew had only recently returned to live with her father....

Poopy Pals Pt. 03

by pantspooper on Feb 13, 2018
Fetish

Michael stared blankly at the thin white plastic diaper in his hands. His drained dick was already getting excited again at the notion of wearing one after all these years, especially one full of the filth currently weighing down his white briefs. He suddenly heard a rubbery pop and looked up. James was donning a pair of disposable surgical gloves and threw...

The Window Seat

by LukaWolff on Sep 26, 2017
Fetish

"Now boarding Virgin Airlines Flight 39 to Chicago." When we stood up from our seats to board, Nathan – ever the gentleman – held out his hand to take my carry-on bag. But not before I felt him check to ensure that my diaper was still in place beneath my skirt. I suppressed a shiver as trailed his fingers down the back of my right thigh with one hand while...

Opening Up: Morning

by LaDonnicciola on Nov 27, 2017
Fetish

Hot, dick-throbbing dreams filled Aaron's head as he slept. The fact that he did so in a pretty blue diaper full of his own piss and cum only made the dreams more arousing. He awoke early in the morning to find his hand down the front of the diaper, which bulged with his morning erection. He glanced at Helen, who had shed her sexy clothing during the night a...

A Woman in Need

by morningchica on Sep 19, 2017
Fetish

It was Friday evening as I sat at my cluttered desk, staring at a spreadsheet and trying to work through a column of numbers, a loud, mechanical humming sound interrupted my thoughts. What was that racket? It was late in the evening, so I doubted many of my co-workers were still around, and my curiosity now aroused I went to investigate. Down the hall the ne...

Behavior Modification Institute Ch. 07

by NancyPan on Sep 12, 2017
Fetish

I had been kneeling in front of Ms. Panington for some time as she finished her breakfast of omelet, bacon, toast, and orange juice. My mind was firing in a confused fashion and I was unsure which of many thoughts, feelings, and impulses to pay attention to, and which to ignore. Fight or flight was quite pronounced and I contemplated getting up then and ther...

Potato Chips

by marybethsanford on Nov 27, 2017
Fetish

A new oil used to cook potato chips has some very unpleasant side effects for that one in ten thousand who eat it. Brian is one of those one in ten thousand and by the third quarter of the football game all hell breaking loose. By the end of the game, Brian was in a kind of hell till his wife Carol walked him out of there. Story Part 1 "Honey, you OK," Car...

The Smell of Her Persian Love Hole Ch. 02

by Subtext on Aug 18, 2017
Fetish

When my parents told me we were going on a trip to Europe that same Fall, I begged to be left behind with Mrs. Asadi again. I had spoken so highly of her during the intervening months that they had no guilt about leaving me there while they toured France. She welcomed me warmly at her door, taking my face into her warm hands as my parents looked on. "This i...

Tornado Warning!

by Deborah on Sep 14, 2017
Humor & Satire

"Tornado Warning!" is yet another true episode in the sexual story of my life. I am purging my soul. Telling of my past "sins" is part of my repentance. I am deathly afraid of tornadoes. For good reason. I am not afraid of a little blowing, but get real! Tornadoes are just too damn frightening. A few years back, on one afternoon in May, twelve people were...