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

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She started off by telling the girls that since I had agreed to live with them, she and I had a little talk, and I had agreed that while I was there I should live by the same rules as the girls.

What this basically did was decrease my time in which I used the bathroom regularly to only about 7 hours a day. I found myself using the diapers very easily in the evening, and once or twice found myself in a wet diaper and not remembering when I wet it. This caused a little concern to me, and made it easier for me to accept a plan Mom mentioned Thursday night. Finally, I decided to tell "Mom" about my "problem". Of course I did not bring up how I had acquired this problem. I just acted like it was quite common for a person my age to wet the bed. She was concerned about her sheets and the mattress until I told her that I wore diapers every night. She thought about that for a moment with a strange look on her face, then finally asked me if I trusted her as a "parent"? Well, yeah. They are comfortable, with all the padding, and even the tightness is kind of comforting. They are warm and soft – and it is loads better than waking up in a wet bed." I could see her nod understandingly in the dark. As time has passed, I have come to realize the cause of my incontinence in several factors: 1/ unnecessary anxiety, stress and depression 2/ internal injuries from early childhood sexual abuse. I have sought information and medical attention for my condition and try to integrate my confused early life into the present.Thanks." I heard some movement, then the rustling of the diaper as it was unfolded and positioned. Then the unmistakable sound of tapes. "Shoot," she finally said. 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?" I fixed this one today. Noticed that for some reason, when it posted it removed the name "Chelsea" and a couple other words here and there. I have no idea why it does that! There are other stories here that have the same problem of names disappearing, so I'll be going through and fixing them as I get a chance to.

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!" I guess. . . " Britney answered. Then after a minute she added, "But also kinda cute." That was when Pam started teasing her about liking me. I smiled – even I wasn't sure if that was a real word or not. "If I promise not to tell, will you also not tell what you've seen here tonight?" 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. Of course the evening was not going to end without me wetting the diaper. I began having a bit of trouble as early as . At one point I did finally ask about using the toilet, at which point Mom of course said what you all already know she was going to say: "That's what your diaper is for."I TOLD you it wouldn't work," I heard Pam say as they started down the stairs. As much as I would like to report that Chelsea got put in diapers, she was able to force herself to use the training potty and escape that embarrassment. She wasn't able to escape the teasing she occasionally got from the other girls for it – even up until now.