Diapered by Mom: Stories about Diaper Discipline at Home

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Ok let’s get you dressed for daycare’ she grab a pink dress and dress Sarah in it. Sarah giggles as she lift up her dress. ‘No Sarah, that’s a no no’ she pull it down, ‘save it for when you’re in your twenties’ she winked as she grab her keys and they walk out of the house. Elizabeth gasped as the girl that had struggled against her so violently before, stood confidently against the pressure of her arm. It was obvious that Rachel was straining against her, but no matter how hard Elizabeth pushed she just couldn"€™t force the girl down. Despite Samantha"€™s words to the students, Elizabeth"€™s day continued on in a downward trend. While she managed to keep herself from tripping or further exposing herself, Elizabeth"€™s class paid her little attention or respect. She wasn"€™t surprised to find that Rachel was the worst of them and no amount of reprimanding or threatening could sway the girl. By the end of the day, almost every single student and member of the faculty was aware of just how bad Elizabeth"€™s class had become. In an effort to reestablish her control over the classroom and garner respect from her peers, Elizabeth decided to do something she had hoped she would never have to: she was going to make an example of one of her students. As humiliating as it was to think about, Christy knew Stacy was right about this one. The 'they're not diapers, they're pull-ups' argument was something she'd used at times to help ease some of the kids that were potty training into the training pants they bought as opposed to letting them run around in regular underwear and potentially make a mess. She still considered them to be diapers, just thinner. Still, though, they would help keep her pants dry which would prevent the kids from seeing when she'd had an accident. That alone would help all of this be much less embarrassing until she could figure out what was going on and fix it. I"€™ve had enough of your nonsense, Elizabeth. Let"€™s see how you like being spanked in front of your classmates."€

As he began stripping off his teenage clothing and getting ready to put on the provided diapers, he found himself stopped by her strong hands and chastised for not acting his new age. His mother stripped his clothing off and lead him to the changing table, made him lie down, and gave him a big plastic keyring with colorful plastic keys to play with while she cooed to him about what a good boy he was.Doesn"€™t feel good, does it? I don"€™t have to keep going, but you need to apologize to Rachel and admit to everyone here that you"€™re not a teacher."€, Samantha said.

I stood there at the top of the stairs still as a statue; I felt a mixture of surprise and excitement and had butterflies in my tummy. This news to be honest was brilliant to hear as I wore diapers to. He awoke, wet, confused, and a little frightened. His pajamas did seem a bit oversized, but not as much as in the dream. His diaper wasn’t all that much oversized either, but just to make certain that it was just a dream, he attempted to stand up and had to grasp the handrail on the crib to steady himself. He couldn’t figure it out, why did his clothing feel so baggy? It was as if he were a little boy wearing an adult-sized diaper several sizes too large! It was slipping! He could feel it! What the hell was going on here!?Jake had just beaten me on a racing game that we were playing, text on the screen said ‘GAME OVER’ which was kind of a relief as I needed the bathroom anyway. That’s great”, Sue replied, smiling. Brandon always had been a high achiever, and she was glad to see her eldest nephew was getting on so well. Linda lifted her legs up and slightly over her head, giving her mother a bird's-eye view of her private parts. She felt ashamed surrendering her dignity like this. After all, she was 12-years old, Rachel? Do we need to have another talk about your behavior like yesterday?"€, Elizabeth asked, doing her best to keep her voice stern.