Diaper Discipline Stories Novels & Stories

Whenever my waistline went over 24 inches, she used it to lash my palms. "Since you love eating so much, let's see how much weight you've really put on!" she said. "If your waistline went over half an inch today, I'll hit you ten times! Now, get up and let me measure your waist!" Mom charged toward my body and raised the tape to strike. That was when Dad finally reacted. He rushed over and wrapped his arms around her waist, his voice cracked. "Honey, stop! Don't do that! I don't think Aurora's… breathing anymore…"

Mom froze, as did Arnold. The crowd of onlookers fell into a stunned silence. "What's the matter? You think that's too little?" I looked down at them condescendingly. "Mom, you're the one who taught me that if you want something, you have to earn it. There is no such thing as a free lunch in this world. "And Arnold—don't just stand there. You can scrub the tires. I'll give you a dollar per tire. But if they aren't spotless, you don't get paid."

"He was supposed to watch Tommy, but he couldn't even manage to keep an eye on his brother! He actually let Tommy break Dad's signet ring!" "What? Dad's signet ring is broken?" Uncle Doug exclaimed. "Yeah! And Ben even tried to blame it all on Tommy!" Dad ground his teeth, as if I were some unforgivable criminal. Uncle Doug sighed. "But... Benny is only seven, and it really was Tommy who broke it after all. Is it really okay to leave Benny alone at home?" "What's not okay about it?" Dad sneered, taking a sip from his glass. "He agreed to this reward and disciplinary system himself. He enjoyed the rewards when things went well, so why can't he take the consequences when things go wrong?"

"I'm a district-level educator of excellence! I've published numerous books on family and education. All I did was use the extreme setback education method on my children! I gave birth to her, so I have the right to discipline her! I would never kill my daughter!" Several days later, my father came with a lawyer to see my mother at the detention center. When she saw my father through the glass, my mother was filled with hope. "Edward! You're finally here! You should tell the police that I'm an education expert and that all of this is just a misunderstanding. We're family after all."

I caught Klyde's attention in the mirror sitting on the big sofa behind us, he was sitting with his legs crossed We looked at each other and suddenly my cheeks warmed to see that he had been looking at my ass for a while It's really rude! He just grinned at me and continued to look at my body While aunt Leana measured me, she told me a story about Klyde "He used to always pee in his shorts because he didn't know how to take his shorts down" I laughed at what aunt Leana said while Klyde snorted He continued to tell stories while I was laughing because all his stories were about Klyde when he was a child.

Royalty nearly puked from the stench. He cursed, taking off the diapers. He covered his nose, and Zaiee frowned. His poop wasn't smelling. He kicked his legs in protest till Daddy began bathing him. Zaiee wasn't a fan of water. Immediately the hot water touched his skin, he bellowed. Crying and kicking his legs unhappily. Unfortunately, Zaiee's poop diapers laid close to his feet. Immediately he kicked, the diapers went flying to Royalty's face. It stuck and filled his face with poop.

She charged toward Diana and snarled accusingly, “Since you don’t bother disciplining your child, why don’t I help you with that?” Diana’s eyes turned cold as she grabbed Kiki’s arm once again. “What right do you have to help me discipline my child?” she snapped. “You can’t even discipline your own daughter well! What right do you have to help me with that?” Kiki knew Diana was talking about Doreen scratching Betty’s face. At Diana’s mention of the incident, she instinctively shrunk back. But the thought of Julian’s positive attitude toward her made her confident once more. She crossed her arms and looked down at Diana.

Emily was in class, everything was normal until she felt the urge to pee, she didn't want to go, she isn't allowed to use the bathroom anymore, she has to use her diaper or call for her mama. She didn't want to feel little in that particular moment, she decided to hold it in, but holding it in turned out to be really hard, her stomach started to hurt, she ignored the pain, but the pain only got worse.

he revealed. “You could have bought another one !” I exclaimed. “My supplier does not …. shit. Not again,” he whined and by now everyone knew that the “Chips Racket” was next in line to be punished by Dad. “That’s not even the point,” Dy scoffed. “The thing is I was trying really hard to pull away that packet from the whelp but the other naughty one seemed to have an affinity for ma rockin’ ass and he suddenly captured my shorts from the other side with his damn pointy teeth !!” Dy complained while telling on my kids.

As Anders and Calista stand on the stage, introducing Rik to our pack members and the neighboring Alphas, Lily and I take our positions on either side of them. While there is a lingering sadness among the Alphas, overall, the weekend was relaxed and enjoyable. There were a lot of children running around and Lily seemed to have fun talking about babies and the joys and difficulties of parenthood. Since I was watching over Lily, I heard Luna Zoey telling the story of Alpha Eric who apparently can’t change a diaper without gagging. Zoey has all the girls doubled over laughing at her reenactment of Eric’s gag reflex when he’s changing a diaper. “I mean seriously! Tell the man to go into a battle