I Love My Daddy
By Little Demon Boy

Description:

A loving father and son family going through a Saturday. The son likes 
diapers and father knows and accepts this fact. Very minimal sensual 
situations.


	When I was about four I still had to wear diapers. Daddy didn't 
care and that is one reason why I love him so much. My Mommy died when 
I was 2 so I don't really remember her. I enjoyed wearing diapers and 
Daddy knew that. Most of the time if we weren't going anywhere he'd let 
me stay in diapers all day. I acted like a baby or toddler whenever we 
were alone and Daddy would treat me like one. When it came to being fed 
I was fed from a bottle in Daddy's lap or I had normal food. I had 
afternoon naps, a crib, a paci, and my stuffed fox that I took 
everywhere, public or not.
	"Hey, son. You wet?", asked Daddy coming into my room. It was 
morning and I always wet the bed so of course I was wet.
	"Yes, Daddy."
	"Okay, let's get you changed."
	He lifted me up and carried me to the changing table next to my 
crib. He took off my PJs and put his hand on my diaper. "You sure are, 
son."
	"Told, ya'," I giggled. He undid the tapes on the diaper and took 
it off. I was about to go again because my peepee was bigger then 
normal.
	"Uh, oh," said Daddy as he covered me up not wanting to get 
pissed on. My bladder released itself and went into the diaper. "All 
done?" asked Daddy a minute later.
	"I think so."
	"Okay then, let's get you changed."
	He lifted up my legs pulling my butt up with them. He threw the 
diaper away and proceeded to flip me over. He checked my temperature 
through my butt every day to make sure I was a healthy little boy. He 
lubed up the thermometer, opened my cheeks, and stuck it in me. I was 
so used to it I didn't even notice. I just continued playing with 
Tucker (my stuffed fox). He took it out 4 minutes later, wiped it and 
my bum off, and looked to see what it said.
	"99.5." That's what it's supposed to be back there so I was good 
today. He then put a diaper next to me and flipped me over on to it. I 
knew it was my job to spread my legs and I did so without asking. He 
put some powder on his hands and rubbed it in all over my diaper area. 
When he was done he proceeded to pull the diaper between my legs and 
taped up the tapes on the side.
	"Well, we aren't doing anything today, so do you wanna stay in 
your diaper?"
	"Yes, Daddy." He grabbed my pacifier from the crib and stuck it 
in my mouth.
	"You hungry?" I nodded my head yes.
	"Okay, I'll go fix you a bottle."
	He picked me up and carried me to the living room. I had a 
playpen in there and he laid me in it. There was a little staircase 
that went up to the couch so I could get out if I wanted to. I just 
continued playing with Tucker while Daddy put a bottle in the 
microwave. He came back a few minutes later and sat on the couch. I 
walked up the mini-stairs and sat in Daddy's lap. He took my pacifier 
out and threw it back in the playpen. He then put his arm around me and 
I just relaxed into it. He put the bottle up to my mouth and I started 
sucking on it. It was cold milk, my favorite next to Coca-Cola, but I 
only got that once a day because it makes you pee more. I finished the 
bottle and it popped out of my mouth. He took me back to the playpen 
and turned the TV on to RugRats. I just sat and watched, sucking on my 
paci. Halfway through I could feel the pressure in my bum and pretty 
soon I had soiled myself. When it was over Daddy checked my diaper. He 
checked my back first and saw what was there, he then went to the front 
and I was wet, too.
	"Looks like someone needs a change." I just giggled as Daddy 
lifted me out of the playpen and back into my room. As he was carrying 
me I could feel the mush bouncing against me. He laid me on the table 
and I spread my legs so he could take the diaper off. I giggled again 
as he undid the tapes. The smell overtook him and he started to act 
sick like he always does when he changes my poopie diapers. He pulled 
my butt up with one hand and used the front to wipe most of it off of 
my rear. He then took some Wet Wipes and cleaned me thoroughly back 
there. He then proceeded to my front. Some poop had gotten around and 
my peepee was covered in it. He just took another wipe and cleaned my 
front. It was feeling really good and my peepee got bigger again.
	"I think I'm gonna pee soon."
	"You're not gonna pee, son, you're just happy."
	I smiled and was starting to feel tired all of a sudden and 
pretty soon I was sound asleep. I woke up a little while later in my 
crib with another wet diaper.
	"Daddy!" I called.
	"Yes, son?" He opened the door and came into my room. "I see 
someone is up." I just smiled.
	"Yup, and wet, too."
	"Okay, I'll get you changed again."
	He again took me to the changing table and undid the tapes. When 
he was done we went back downstairs and Daddy fixed up lunch while I 
played with Tucker. A few minutes later Daddy called me in for lunch. I 
climbed up into my booster seat and Daddy laid down a PBJ and a coke. I 
quickly ate the sandwich and drank the coke. During lunch I had once 
again pooped my diaper. Daddy checked me after lunch and discovered the 
little mess I had made. He just lifted me up but instead of taking me 
to my room this time he pulled out a mat from under the bed and a 
diaper bag from the other side of the couch.
	"I did this while you were sleeping. Makes it easier to change 
you." With that he laid me on my stomach and undid the diaper from the 
back. After it was off he told me to push my back and hips up. I did 
kind of like a push-up, except I had my lower half still on the floor. 
He slipped the diaper across my butt and 'pushed' some of the poop out 
of my butt and into the front of the diaper. He took the diaper 
completely off and flipped me over onto another.
	"Open your legs, son. I need to powder you."
	I did as I was told and spread my legs wide. Once again Daddy got 
out the powder and rash cream and applied it to my groin and butt. He 
pulled the front of the diaper through my legs and did the tapes on the 
sides of the diaper.
	"There we go, that better?"
	"Uh huh, thanks, Daddy."
	The rest of the day was pretty much uneventful; another diaper 
change, some TV, and then dinner. Daddy had salmon and I had pizza. 
When I was done eating I had about half of the pizza on my face so 
Daddy lifted me up and carried me to the bathroom. He turned on the 
water in the tub and while it filled up he took off my shirt and undid 
the tapes on my diaper. He lifted me up and set me in the very warm 
water. The water was very relaxing and Daddy pulled out some of my bath 
toys to play with. He then proceeded to wash me from top to bottom, 
starting with the hair. He took out the baby shampoo and squirted a 
good amount on my head and rubbed it in. "I'm gonna wash it out now so 
close your eyes."
	I did so and felt water being poured over my head. I was about to 
open my eyes when another cup of water was dumped on me. I opened my 
eyes and Daddy told me to keep them closed because he was going to wash 
my face. When they were closed he rubbed his hands on the soap bar and 
used his hands to get the soap on me. He told me he was going to lay me 
back in the water so the soap would rinse off. I felt a hand on my back 
and another right above my tummy, pushing me into the water as the one 
on my back held me so I didn't fall. When the soap was off he pushed me 
up using the hand that had held me and got his hands covered in soap 
again. He then soaped up my arms, hands, back, and front.
	"Stand up, son. I'm going to do your lower half now." I stood up 
still with soap on my upper half and lifted one of my feet up so Daddy 
could wash it. When he was done with that one I put it in the water and 
lifted up my other foot. He started soaping up my ankles and then went 
up to my knees before letting me put my foot back in the water. He went 
from the knees up bathing me. When he reached my little peepee it 
started to get big again and I giggled because it felt good.
	"You like that, don't you?"
	"Uh huh."
	He then went to my butt and spread my cheeks a little to get in 
the crack. He started pushing on my hole very lightly and that also 
felt very good. I sat back in the water when he was done and Daddy 
poured more water on me and got me rinsed off. I stood up and raised my 
arms when he was done and Daddy got a towel and wrapped me up in it. He 
opened up the drain and rubbed me all over getting me dry. He carried 
me back to my room when I was done and laid me on the changing table. 
He powdered me and put a diaper on me, then put me in my crib for the 
night.
	"Good night, my little angel."
	"Nite, Daddy." And after Daddy gave me Tucker I fell into a deep 
and happy slumber, ready for the next day.


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What diapers do you wear? Cloth Disposable Multiple Underpants I do not wear diapers
Are your diapers plain white? Always Usually Sometimes Rarely Never I do not wear diapers
Do you wear multiple diapers? Always Usually Sometimes Rarely Never I do not wear diapers
Are you pantsless at home while in diapers? Always Usually Sometimes Rarely Never I do not wear diapers
How do you use your diapers? Pee Poop
Who else in your family has read this story? Mother Father Older Brother Younger Brother Older Sister Younger Sister
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