Messy Diaper Punishment Novels & Stories

He took out a diaper from the bag the doctor had left him and the pack of wipes. “This can’t be too hard,” he told himself as he lay the baby down on the couch. He checked and found a blue line on the front of the diaper. “Yep, you’re wet. That’s what the paper said that meant. Let’s get this diaper changed. Then maybe we can get some sleep before your mama wakes up and takes over.” He undid the baby’s diaper and yelped. As soon as he had the diaper off, the baby sent a stream of pee all over his leg. “Hey now, that’s not cool,” he told the baby. “Look little Alpha, I’m doing the best I can. I was not prepared for this. So, from now on, you keep the pee in your diaper. Okay?’ He fastened the

Hands slipped lower, massaging her ass cheeks, thumbs dipping between to brush her puckered hole. She moaned into the towel. "Daddy..." He spanked light, sting echoing. "Quiet, or punishment." Sophia watched, thighs squeezing. He moved to her next, same treatment—back rubbed, ass kneaded deep. Fingers teased her slit from behind, wet and ready. "If you tell anyone," he whispered hot in her ear, "Daddy will spank these pretty asses red. Understand?" She nodded frantic, pushing back into his hand. "Yes, Daddy. More, please."

And then, he bursts into a fool volume of wails. "OMFG." Facepalming, I carry him up. "Hey Molly, Dylan's acting all fussy." I yell and the sound of my voice only makes Dylan cry even harder. "I think he's dirty, change him." She yells back, and I can hear more crashing of things and James chuckling and repeating 'fuck! after his mum. Wondering how I can change the diaper of fussy Dylan because, I never have before, I hear Molly's threatening voice.

oh! Susan cried out as her father dealt her tender backside several slaps in quick succession. She was lying across his lap and kicking her feet wildly as he continued to discipline her. Her skirt was over her hips and her panties were around her ankles, leaving her entire ass exposed to him and he was doing his best to turn every inch of it red. "Good girl?" he laughed, "You don't want to be a good girl, you love being a dirty little pig don't you?"

In fact, Santhos' diapers were indeed a bit wet, so he said, "He's feeling uncomfortable because his diapers are wet as he peed in them. Let me change his diapers for him. Hayden immediately took out some new diapers and personally changed it for Santhos. He then took out a piece of wet tissue to wipe Santhos' butt as well. While wiping it, he said, "I'm cleaning your butt for you, alright? Once your butt is clean, you'll feel better." As he spoke, he started following what the babysitter was doing. Firstly, he held both of Santhos' legs and raised the latter's butts so he could wipe it. However, once he had held Santhos' legs, the latter peed all over his face instead!

Aunt Paige said, and Al nodded while Aunt Paige handed Dad another dummy. Aunt Paige pulled out two changing stations and said, "This is a race against the clock and each other." Mom announced, and then she gave the signal. As soon as Al opened the diaper, the dummies were wearing, and he gagged. "What is that?" he said, and when I looked at it, my stomach churned and looked around, and I managed to find a trash can where I could vomit. Al scrambled around with the wipes, trying to hold his disgust and trying to beat my father.

I'm immediately on guard, wondering what has her so upset. Mari, however, stays calm. "Theo pooped mom! He pooped! And it stinks! You need to change him," she demands. "Why don't you change him?" she teases back. Myra crinkles up her little nose in disgust. "Ew, Mom. I don't know how to change a diaper." "Hmm. Maybe it's time you learned how," Mari suggests. "Mooom. Come on," Myra pleads, the previous topic no longer up for discussion.

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.

I finished washing him and got him out of the bath wrapped in a towel, we went to his nursery, I dried him quickly, got a diaper around his waist, dressed him in a onesie and some pajama pants. Now to his punishment, I made him stand on both feet and stood in front of him, he looked down right away knowing he just messed up with hitting me. Even if the punch didn't hurt me at all, it's still not okay to hit anyone older than him, he looked up few times but then right back down not meeting my eyes. "What did you do wrong?" I ask him in a firm voice. "I...I...punched you" he mumbles quietly. "Let's add this to your rule, you don't hit, hiss, bite anyone, not your daddy or anyone else you got i

I pulled back her pants along with her diaper to check her rosy bum. "Oscar," I scold my mate, why did he hit her so hard, her bum is pink and it must be tender now. "Don't Oscar me, she received six smacks, next time she misbehaves I'm going to double it," Oscar warns her making her whine into my lap. "Nu like daddy, send him away," she whines, and I looked at him didn't he offer her any kind of aftercare after he punished her, she just shrugged.