Messy Diaper Punishment Novels & Stories

I whimpered, my head rolling back. "That's it," he grunted, his one hand moving from my a*ss to take a hold of my hair. "Be a good girl for me. You’ve been begging for this since the moment I first put that belt on your skin. You want me to ruin you, don't you?" I was delirious, nodding frantically as I arched into the right angle. "Yes... punish me, Daddy... I’m sorry, just don't stop... ah..."

"That's normal, Mr. Diego. Once again, I teach discipline, and discipline is not fun for children, but it is useful for our future." Just as Jeremy finished speaking, Darren suddenly started acting up again. The spoon containing the soup in his hand suddenly bounced and fell to the floor, making a clatter. The soup on the spoon splashed onto Darren's shirt and a little onto Diego's shirt until Jeremy couldn't take it anymore. "Can't you do anything right, Darren? Can't you even eat properly? Can't you see Papa has a guest? Why do you have to make everything dirty? It's so embarrassing!

I can see Dan holding his breath as he deals with the mess in his son’s diaper…. “Shitting hell you two, what are you feeding him?! That stinks!” Manuel says and suddenly all four of them are rushing out of the room. Indie and I are instantly laughing. Goddess help those guys when they become Dads. “That is bad to be fair” Indie says. Dan cleans Finn up and puts on a fresh diaper and puts on his trousers again. He passes his son to Indie while putting the dirty diaper into a bag and getting up to go put the bag into the bin and go wash his hands.

David teased, making Daniel grimace at the impending future awaiting him. We all laughed, seeing how David's remark had caused an effect on him. "Yeah, and until the real trouble arrives, you'll have to deal with lots and lots of diapers. And not just any kind–the worst kind," William chimed in, his voice laced with amusement. "The ones that reek so badly you can't tell if it's your child or a skunk in the room."

she replies with a big pout, great my one year old just learned how to talk back to me. "It's not an option, only me and your daddy can take it off. Next time I'll tell papa Madlyn, you know he'll make that pretty white bum of yours red" I threaten her, I was the most easy going between all three of us, but I wasn't against my baby being punished when needed. I had another diaper on her before I got a chair set against a corner in her room for timeout.

She pushed me and said angrily," You were playing on me? Why? I was about to wet myself!!" I laughed harder almost on the ground " That's why kids get diapered." And I fell on the ground She took her bottle of water, opened it and poured water on my pants " Ohh they forgot to diaper you." " What the fuck?!" I took mine and poured the water on her face " Thanks for the wash up, baby Pete... Sissy needed one." She used that annoying tone again on me. I got up and glared at her. " Change and come back here. All have left, we should head home too."

I softly called to her. She was full of cuteness as she lay there looking up at me, cooing and kicking her little feet. “How’s mama’s girl?” Oh, wow girl you stink! Babies are cute, but man can they be disgusting. One diaper change was enough to make me question if I was up for this challenge. I have fought and won against one of the most powerful witches of all time, trained and fought against grown men ten times my size and now here I am getting my ass kicked by one shitty diaper.

“I told you not to come. Look at this mess — you squirted all over your boyfriend’s dad like a filthy little whore who can’t control herself.” I sobbed with overstimulation and shame, my body still twitching. “I’m sorry—Jeremy, I’m so sorry—I couldn’t hold it—” He pulled his fingers out with a wet sound and brought his soaked hand up to my face, smearing my own juices across my lips and cheeks. “You’re going to be very sorry, princess,” he promised, voice low and dark with wicked intent. “I was going to fuck you nice and slow over that counter. But bad girls who disobey and squirt without permission get punished first.”

He changed my daily pull-up to nighttime diaper, this is our new routine, sometimes I'll wet them others I won't depend on the day. When I came back Augie was dressed similar to me, but his face was clean now, but he looked cute with makeup on, we still wanted to play, we even made Julia and Justin to play along with us. Daddy and Hazel had us held in their laps while we played all together, I did a mistake once, it was the wrong choice to do, but now this me and daddy it's the best decision I've ever made.

When Mommy found me using the GPS on my smartwatch, I was sprawled on the floor, my exposed skin covered in red rashes. Daddy was still ranting incessantly. “You spoiled the boy! He has no manners to speak of. How could he spit all over the table? Couldn’t he have at least gone to the trashcan? He was so ungrateful, too. That part of him is just like you…” Mommy broke down, slapped Daddy across the face, and then picked me up in a mad dash to the hospital.