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

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After my bath Mom used baby powder all over me – far too much in my opinion. As she put the diaper that Pam had brought up from the nursery on me, she told me about her idea for the next day. I wanted to put the diaper changing table in here," Mom said, "but it would be too small for either of you now, and might collapse under you. We'll just use your cribs." The Internet continues to expose me to things I could never even come up with, and yet there seems to always be a group of people into every/any bizarre behavior that people can think of.

Mom rolled her eyes at the antics, but she didn't tell the girls to stop. Later, she told me that it was obvious to her that I was enjoying the attention, and the girls were enjoying dishing it out, so no harm was being done and she saw no reason to put any stop to it. I think she overestimated my feelings concerning this. Well, maybe.

Thankfully, Pam didn't resort to her teasing at all during dinner. Maybe Mom told her to cool it, but she never mentioned a bib or bottle or anything in relation to me and baby items. Neither Britney nor Tina mentioned it either, although I never thought they would anyway. It's okay I guess. But I wouldn't want all that embarrassment that comes with it," she said. I nodded – her curiosity had been satisfied. "But I STILL think you're kinda cute in them," she said. Then she pushed the diaper through the diaper genie, while I blushed.

I said before – Tina and Pam had a lot of friends, and they were almost a permanent fixture at the house. I had no idea that Pam had chosen that day to have her 11 year old friend, Britney, come over for a sleepover. I found out too late as soon as I walked into the kitchen. They were all waiting for me, already seated at the table, and Britney of course just HAD to be facing the entryway as I walked in. Of course; all babies sleep in cribs," Mom said, patting my diapered bottom. She helped me up and lead me by the hand to the stairs, all three young girls giggling behind us. So would you like me to set some rules for you? Would you like to be just like one of the kids in the house, for real?"

Mom shook her head. "At FIRST, when you and Tina both needed it, I had hoped to embarrass both of you out of bedwetting. With Tina it worked, but not with you. I don't think you can help it, so now these things are just practical. It's obvious you need them." 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. Unfortunately, even though they couldn't see, Mom made sure to leave the bathroom door open and the girls could hear everything, from the sounds of the splashing water to the sounds my diaper made as she removed it. Not only did I have to deal with the intimacy of being bathed, but I had to deal with the girls knowing about it as well. You would be surprised at some of the counter I found for Kindle reading. There are few abdl books for kindle. And I have read your sequel. What?" Pam exclaimed. "Oh for heaven's sake! Mom didn't mention THAT part!" She went over to Tina and began to undo the tapes on the diaper. "You too?" she asked, looking toward me.

Mom told Britney what needed to be done – if I awoke and needed to "potty", I was to be let out of the crib so I could use the training potty. Mom told Britney, however, to come get her and not to try taking my diaper off herself. Pam got herself in trouble when she commented none of that was going to be necessary anyway, as I would inevitably wet the diaper. I could hear all this discussion going on from my nursery, as they were in the basement outer room. I have a deal to make with you two," Mom said after she sat down with Tina and I in the downstairs sitting room. It was the second day of our "treatment" – Tina had been dry this morning while I had been wet again. Pam was still moping around and bemoaning that she was going to lose all her friends because they could no longer come over to the house. I watched as she prepared my night diaper. As something new, she placed one of the Luvs diapers that had been left over from Tina inside the Attends diaper, after putting several slits in the Luvs cover. She said she was doing this because I was a heavy wetter anyways, and after the bottles I had tonight I was bound to wet even more than usual.Most people put in diapers for DD grow to enjoy it and it will be much easier for you if you try to find the positives. Resisting, complaining, or getting angry will only result in punishments which will make DD a worse experience for you.