Messy Diaper Punishment Novels & Stories

"Whenever I want, you will sniff my panties, lick my dirty clothes, and edge for me. Maybe one day I will let you cum on my tits. But only if you are a very good boy." Alex was a mess now. Sweating, begging incoherently, hips thrusting desperately into my hand. His cock was purple and leaking nonstop. I loved every second of his torment. I leaned down and whispered hotly in his ear while pumping him firmly. "You are such a disgusting stepson. Recording your stepmom in the bathroom like a creep. Stealing my dirty panties and licking them. But I am going to enjoy punishing you every single day." I edged him one final brutal time, bringing him so close that his whole body shook. Then I pulled m

"That one likes getting beaten, I know that well and I know you land some good ones on her." "And I can land some on you too, my hands are still good." I turned the clipboard and waved my hands in the air. She stared at me, lifted the sheet with total familiarity, ripped off that ridiculous diaper I was wearing and started massaging my dick, but I couldn't feel anything and my dick wouldn't get hard. What the fuck was this? "The hands are good, but the equipment I'm interested in is broken! Too bad, because it's kinda cute! I'm gonna take a picture for Mara, she'll miss this guy."

A year and a half later. I watch little Jeremy staring at me curiously while he has his fist in his mouth, drooling like a Saint Bernard. He’s lying on the changing table, waiting for me to put a clean diaper on him. How was it done again? The YouTube videos make it seem so easy... “Well, little one, what if I took you to church naked? You’re so small; kids get forgiven for everything.” “Do you really want to let him go around naked?” James leans against the doorframe, arms crossed, eyebrow raised. “You don’t remember how to put on a diaper, do you?”

They were captioned with ‘Sleep While The Monster’s Asleep’ which had us all chuckling. There was a picture of Dad with puke all over his dress shirt. It was captioned ‘Don’t Forget the Burp Rag.’ That was a good note for Ezra and us. There was another picture of Dad changing me with something all over his face. I assumed it was my piss. Oh, that was priceless. It was captioned with ‘Don’t Think You’re Faster Than The Pup.’ “When you change a boy’s diaper, you need to lay something like a wipe over his crotch, or you’ll figure out how nasty their piss tastes,” Dad explained, glaring at me. I just shrugged because it was a learning experience.

He took me back toward the bed , sitting down and locking me between his legs. He took hold of my hand sliding something on it, then my other hand. I screamed and kicked but it was useless, leo just tied mittens on my hands. I started crying not liking this punishment, he slid a paci in my mouth and shushed me rocking me in his arms till i calmed down. "This is what happens when bad girls touch what's not theirs. Never touch or play with guns, you can hurt yourself or others got it?" he told me in a calm voice and i noded.

He had seen everything—there was nothing left to hide. But her bladder screamed for relief. “Close the door, you shameless man!” she hurled a bar of soap at him. He dodged, laughing as he pulled the door shut. From inside, she could hear him chuckling uncontrollably while she struggled to remove the diaper. When she came out at last after relieving herself, she was ready to give Dixal a punch. 'That shameless man! Taking advantage of me!' “O, anak, you’re awake already,” her mother’s voice cut through her rage.

What a pathetic consolation. "Need help?" "No," she snapped without looking who. She knew who. "But you're taking that diaper out the wrong way. You'd both get soiled if you continue like that." He watched Louisa use the tip of her active fingers like pincers to pull the diaper from Bethany's butt downward, without properly lifting her butt to facilitate its removal. "So?" She scrunch her nose, almost gagging, and not wanting to talk over the putrid smell of baby poop and to him.

Danny said in a pleading voice. “He is just a baby! And a boy! Don’t talk nonsense and wash it now!!!” Sean replied with widened eyes. “You are so cruel!” Danny said with pouty lips. Danny took a deep breath and slowly opened the diaper. They almost fainted due to the smell. “Wash it! Wash it now! Hurry up!” Sean yelled. “Arghhh! I touch him! Oh my god! Sorry baby boy!” “Give me a new diaper!” Danny said to Sean.

He pulled his fingers away and the slime of her cooch followed. “You nasty girl, does this make you feel good?” He said and spanked her the sixth time. Fast learner she was, for she was instantly regretful of her actions. “I'm so sorry, daddy,” she cried. “I didn't want to” “Now you have your juices on daddy's pants. What would I do with you?” He asked her, lifting her off his lap and holding her a few inches from himself. “What is good enough punishment for what you have done, Gina?”

Mom is screaming in pain as Dad is telling her to push. “Remind me why I want to have kids again?” I ask, which gains chuckles from everyone around me. “Because Death says we have to. At least we guys get to enjoy the fun part and not have to deal with the pain of delivering the baby.” Kai replies, and I slap him upside the head. “I’m so making sure you have to change a blowout diaper,” I tell him with a grin. “What’s a blowout diaper?” Kai asks, horrified. “It’s where the baby’s poop explodes out of its diaper. It’s messy and stinky. You usually have to clean the baby in the bath.” I inform him as I watch Kai’s face twist in disgust.