Daisy Diapered Novels & Stories

Daisy, a sole heir to the Darenia family. Playing with drugs is tantamount to digging a grave for yourself. Yes, although Gerand can still defend himself so as not to lose too much. It's just that that person should be more careful, Daisy is a person who should be treated special. "Unfortunately I'm not a stupid girl, Mr. Yosefa. You're 27 years old and I'm 20. That includes pedophiles." "Hahaha no honey, I'm not three heads yet so please don't make me feel bad."

She stressed. "Are we still talking about Lexington?" "Gosh! Why do you always call him that?" "Because calling him Brett makes me assume we're buddies and we're not." "Lawyer!" "Yes ma'am." She pointed at the three big paper bags beside the door that Daisy hadn't noticed before now. "That came in for you while you were in the shower." Daisy set her mug on the coffee table and picked up the paper bags. They were pink glossy square bags from the famous Zephans and co female clothing brand.

I barely managed to roll, coming in thick, frantic spurts all over my own stomach, and the sheets, my hand still holding the phone. "Good boy," she said, her voice calm now. "Don't move. Do not fucking move a muscle." The line went dead. Click. The bathroom door opened. Daisy stood there, backlit by the light from her room. She was wearing a tiny, pale pink nightgown made of a thin, ribbed cotton. It barely covered her ass, and the fabric was nearly sheer. I could see the dark shadow of her nipples, the curve of her hips. She held a box of tissues.

Whiskers. “Hi, daddy.” They both say Daisy crawls to the phone, putting her face way too close to the camera, and yells, “Daddy, we had maxs and thees with bacon for dinner!” “Oh, did mommy make that for you?” I hear Amelie in the background, trying to get Daisy to pull her face away from the phone.

She tilted her little face up to wipe away the tears from the corners of my eyes, her expression radiating concern. "I'm okay, Mommy. As long as I'm with you, I am happy every day." "Oh, my darling!" I embraced Daisy tightly in my arms, tears welled up and cascaded down my cheeks uncontrollably. "Mommy, is this your new jacket? I really love its scent. It reminds me of the little daisies on the park lawn." Perhaps aiming to divert my attention, Daisy suddenly commented on the coat I was wearing. It was Harrison's coat. Even Nathan's gaze settled on the coat that was clearly designed for men.

she asked as she closed the door behind her. "I just came in to give them a diaper change." "Let me do it," she said. "Go enjoy the party." "Are you sure?" Daisy looked unsure as she pointed at her dress. "I mean that wedding dress will get messy." "Seriously, I'm fine." Natalie insisted. "I haven't spent time with my babies today. I just want to hold them and smell them." Daisy laughed as she handed her the diaper and wet wipes. "Okay, call me when you're ready to return to the party."

Daisy's POV I was up so early and already prepared for school, my plans to seduce Aires starts today, I stared at my fake breast through the mirror, I had folded my socks into a ball and had out it like a pad on my breast to make it look bigger and fuller, I had tried savaging my ass too but hell, I don't know what to do yet about that, for now, a beautiful face and full breast can do the magic, besides, it's not as if my ass is so damn flat, heck, I have a little meat down there, it's just not as full as Celine's own, well maybe, as a majority of ladies own, also, the braces on my teeth have been removed too, time to grow up and act like a grown up, I smiled at myself, today will be a wonde

***Daisy's POV.*** I get ready in a rose gold sequin bodycon gown which has a cold shoulder short sleeve and choker neck. I wear the crescent moon earrings which my parents gifted me today. As I fluff my hair, my mind goes back to this afternoon when that thought invaded my mind. I love kids and so does Theo. However, we just started our relationship and we both are so busy that I feel we won’t be able to make space for that baby. I would do anything to have Theo’s babies, but it is very early. Or maybe I am worrying about nothing.