101 Diaper Punishments: 101 Wet, Messy and Humiliating Ways to Regress and Dominate your Little (Diaper Domination Guides Book 1)

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Sad truth. My father did this to my brother when he accidently wet the bed at age 5 and, at age 9, had such an overfull bladder that he couldn’t get to the bathroom on time. OTOH, I have a hard time imagining that a parent would think it’s a good idea to beat their child to death – but that seems to happen with depressing regularity. So it seems anything is possible.

Pam yawned and said, "Okay, that's fine. I'll just give Nikki a call and see if she wants to come over for a bit tonight. Or maybe Amy. Oh, wait, I know! Brittney has been bothering me to have a sleepover - maybe it could be a slumber party!" It really is humiliating taking a bubble bath in front of a lot of Casino Patrons. If only my night ended with this. Part of this is that the made sure the nudity wasn't just them seeing me. To this day I really struggle with that. Well after about a week of this, I found a messy one in her room after she’d left for school. When she got home I asked her about it as I’d told her I did not want her pooping in her Pull-Ups. She admitted to doing it, and that she’d kind of enjoyed it. Of course I’m not referring to consenting adults. They can do whatever they want to each other even if I may not understand the appeal. I’m talking about the abuse heaped on a non-consenting child.

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Before going to Bed sissy student will drink 32 oz of water and accept a “Fleet” enema to make sure she experiences the feeling of being a baby This idea that the Catholic church requires teenage of preteen girls to wear diapers for confirmation or even for baptism is just not true. Please stop. Fantasy is one thing and we all know that stories are playing with fantasy, but when you start claiming something is a true story and then you lie about a church and about a sacrament, you are overstepping boundaries. I feel sad for all you went through in childhood. It was truly terrible. Wishing you comfort and clarity as you remember and process it. As with so many sexual activities, there is not a structured way for diaper discipline to take place; it is a matter of preference. Sometimes the adult baby will put a diaper on themselves, but often the parent partner will put the diaper on his or her lover. Sometimes the diaper will be worn and the sessions will be short, or in other instances, the diapered adult will spend an entire day in his or her diaper. People who want to take this fetish to the next level may even go to the bathroom in their diaper. Some have even been known to do this multiple times before a change! I think that the ABDL fetish will continue to grow, with more companies seeing the potential of the audience and creating products to appeal to their desires. Cribs, clothes, bottles, and toys all made for babies in adult sizes will be great products for people who practice this form of role playing and diaper punishment.

Baby Pink Cuddle Fleece Fabric Upholstery Gloves Shoes for Adults Warm Gloves Without Thumbs Women and Men ABDL I have no idea if this is a real punishment or not, but I sadly believe it probably is. People are nuts. I am to wear a slinky dress, a large bra and forms and a matching thong. I present myself to the Mistress.Of course I had my doubts, but I wasn't about to argue, and besides, I had agreed to follow the rules. Reluctantly I trudged downstairs to the nursery. As soon as I walked in I sensed the set-up – Mom was standing beside my crib holding one of my diapers. As soon as she saw me, her mouth dropped open and her hand shot up to muffle a high-pitched shriek of laughter. Pam of course also laughed, and even Tina couldn't help but giggle at this predicament. Even Mom wore a smile as she said, "Well come on and sit down then!" It was one thing got my sisters to see me, they did a lot and I saw them too. It was another for my friends, there were several friends I was spanked with or in front of. You may think things couldn't get any worse at this point. I had been spanked, made to take a nap, diapered in the afternoon, forced to stay diapered, and now couldn't find any pants – what more could go wrong? Of course you should never ask that question – and if you did think things couldn't get much worse, you are wrong. They got much worse for me as soon as I walked into the kitchen.

It is good you broke the cycle, I always find it heroic in a way when people overcome bad situations and still work on being a good person. It shows destructive cycles are not destiny and there are other ways out. Sissy Summer officially started June 4 and to my dismay I was once again asked (Required) to participate. The “Girlie” Dress Code this summer was an alternating blend of Panties and Thongs every day. My weekend Dress Code remains in affect to my continuing discomfit.

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After that day, every time I did something she didn’t like, I was again put in diapers as a way of punishment. None of the other children were ever punished this way as she used me to threaten them the same treatment if they misbehaved. Though they did misbehave at times, she never diapered them which still puzzles me. This all really happened though I can’t prove it. But I’m sure it does happen and still goes on since it happened to me.

A long, long time ago I was given an assignment in response to some unnecessarily mean things that I’d said. At this point, I honestly can’t remember what they were, but they more than warranted a response from Mistress Katzenburg. That assignment was the originally named, Full of Shit. I was to find a recipe that would leave me looking like I’d been covered in shit, post the recipe, then make up a large batch, dress up like a baby, and cover myself in it for the enjoyment of all of you. That assignment unfortunately never happened—life gets in the way, things get put off until later, and before you know it, it’s been five months. I should have known better than to put it off, and I’m sure I’ll pay for it in the long run, but better late than never.

The rest of the evening still didn't make my day much better, as Britney couldn't seem to stop staring at my diaper. At one point Pam started teasing her by saying she must have a crush on me. While I was in the corner I could hear them talking about me. Yes, I do wear diapers/briefs/protection when traveling and being in other stressful situations. The wearing of a diaper now is for me an informed decision to choose a non-medicinal and non-surgical form of treatment. I receive reassurances from my husband that all is well, that I am okay and I am loved. Why do you have that out now?" I asked. I was afraid I already knew the answer, even though up until a second ago it never crossed my mind that I would have to deal with being diapered again until much later in the evening. Hi juliewr. I wrote in one of your other posts and was triggered by the story. I also read your story trying to protect your niece. I am not sure what could be useful to you at this time. To me it was useful to read your story. As always, trauma memories come to me as if they were made up, invented by my imagination. So, remembering what happened to me (spanking, forced sex, etc.) was "unhappy". As a result of this sissy student failing to start the course on time and missing the first two class days, this first week class will be extended another week with requirements not completing until July 1.