Diaper Punishment Stories Novels & Stories

She pulled me into her arms kissing my nose and cheeks while I sniffled, she took me back to my bedroom and got some cooling jell from the bathroom, she rubbed my sore bum with the jell before adding a new clean diaper on along with another onesie. "I'm sorry mama had to punish you baby Bri, but you can't go around yelling bad words," Hilda says, I was speechless, I knew what happened, my programs, they are now on age regression, I never tried that future, I didn't think I'll enjoy it, and I'm right. "I want my phone, please mommy," I say playing along with their new nicknames. "No phones, you haven't been behaving, that red bum agrees with me" Hilda was fast to break my only hope of getting

"Stories?" She looked up with a small smile, her eyes far away. "My mother used to tell incredible stories about her and my father. All mates actually. When I was young. I believed every word she said, but as I grew up, I realized how impossible it could be. How ridiculous it sounded. She would say how my dad would heal the smallest of her wounds by kissing them. He hated her having scars so he would heal them as soon as possible. I guess he would actually lick them. Kissing is easier to explain to a child I guess." Her eyes sparkled sadly as she relived a memory, touching the new scars on her side with the black pad of her paw. Larkin fell silent. Though it sounded silly, I couldn't believe

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…"

he kissed her temple. “Precious, can you tell me about your mommy?” For the next twenty minutes, Precious told Dr. Rivera all about the things her mother had done to her while she was alive for the six months prior to her death. From locking her in the toy box, to smacking her backside, to making her go entire days without eating because the witch mommy liked fat kids and she wanted to make sure she was too skinny for the witch to steal, the stories grew more and more absurd.

“Is this what you mean by no cheating? During the month when I first got pregnant, you stayed out for nights, and you threw away clothes with lipstick stains in the hotel. You were feeling guilty, weren’t you? “I received these photos a long time ago. Because I’ve always trusted you, I didn’t question you. Did you really think I was a clueless fool?” Liam became speechless and stunned. My parents stepped forward and criticized me again. “You little wrench! Are you trying to make us die in anger? You abandoned us in the fire and didn’t care about us, but now you still dare to stand before us? You really have the audacity! “We’ve wasted all those years of caring for you. We were really blind.

“Bring them up, you can…set the bigger ones on the floor. Oh my, Krista…darling, thank you.” “Of course. Never can have too many. Mom says that they are a little big but your pup will grow into them and it’s good to have a variety. My brother was born and he went straight into size two diapers. Which is kind of insane but he was huge. Mom said she had to have her entire vagina sewed…” I pushed Krista aside. “She doesn’t need to be scared by you right now. Your mom’s horror stories would scar anyone into not having pups.” Smiling, I handed her the small little box I had. “I’m sorry I couldn’t do more.”

"Same old, same old. He’s still wrapped up in his mother issues, and I get it I really do but I swear if he slams another door or sighs dramatically one more time, I might throw a pillow at his head, I think his mom is sick but he doesn't want to see her, I'm done trying to convince him” Daniela snickered. "Violence is not the answer, it's also affecting his productivity at work." "It is if it shuts him up," I muttered. "You love him." "Unfortunately, I've just been losing my patience too often these days." She laughed again, and we chatted for a few more minutes before she had to get back to work. Fine. I’d shop alone. ****** At the supermarket, I grabbed a cart and started moving through t

- I touched the index finger on her forehead, she smiled and bounced her legs non-stop, happy. We were at a stage where taking off our clothes was a reason to party. It just didn't happen at bath time. She ran from the water like a cat. As soon as I finished closing the diaper, I lifted her up, facing her: - What if Allan hates me because of my mother? Maria Lua screamed, followed by a hearty laugh:

Before hanging up, I reminded Mom, "You have to let me know when the date's confirmed, okay?" She chuckled. "You've always loved being in the middle of things since you were young. Don't worry. I'll definitely tell you." … When I got home, Yasmin was in the middle of scolding the two maids who watched Daphne. Apparently, Daphne had wet her pants again that day—three times, no less. Not only were all three clean pairs of pants used up, but other kids had laughed at her for it. The maids, clearly feeling wronged, explained, "Mr. Grant, Ms. Beech, we've been as careful as we can, but Ms. Daphne doesn't like wearing diapers. She says they make her bottom itch."

"Well...um... Back in highschool, he got me expelled. And before that, he even rubbed his used diapers in my face, right in class. I was so mad." "Was the diaper soiled?" She shook her head, "N-no. But... I couldn't get over it. It haunted me. Anytime I heard the name Nelson or even saw it on paper, anywhere, I would remember what he did to me. And I decided to contact Pete and have him disgrace Nelson a little," "And that Pete went on to work over Nelson and stream his nude glory for the world to see. And you instructed him to use Nelson's soiled diapers on his face?" Asked a peeved Tylian.