diaper boy

Naughty Diaper Boy Doesn’t Listen Aunt Brenda had told Brian multiple times that he wasn’t ready to come out of his abdl diapers, that he wasn’t a big boy. She told him he wasn’t ready for pull ups, not even training pants and she wouldn’t change her mind, no matter how he cried about it. The other day her patience ran out when he tried to have a tantrum about it, and that ended up with him getting a spanking over his diaper across her lap! He stayed upset about that, and soon as he could he bought a pack of pullups and put one on in a public bathroom, convinced that he would go home without anything bad happening; maybe the pull up would even be dry! So now here he was at the park trying to rush because their bathroom was full, and his pull up so soaked that he knew it was going to start leaking down his legs soon. He had almost been home, almost giddy thinking that he would be able to take the soaked pull up off and sneak an abdl diaper on without getting caught, when he felt his pull up getting warmer and heavier. He had another accident, and the pull up was already soaked, it couldn’t handle anymore! By the time he walked through the front door, his socks were getting were starting to get wet, and he had tears running down his face. He knew he was in big trouble! It wasn’t long before he stood in front of Aunt Brenda, though, his head ducked down in shame, and his pants warm and wet down the inside of his legs, the material soaked with pee, while she berated him for not listening to her.  Even though he knew that, once she stopped yelling at him and told him to go to the kitchen to take the wooden spanking paddle off its hook, it didn’t stop him from crying even harder, and promising that he would never do this again! Of course, Aunt Brenda didn’t listen to his promises to be a good boy, and after taking the discipline paddle she made him push his wet pants and wetter pull up down to his ankles. She instructed him to bend over to brace his hands on the coffee table, and it wasn’t more than a few seconds before the paddle was whistling through the air to come down across his bottom. He heard the sharp shwack from the wood hitting his bottom before he felt it, but once he did it was like a little fire popped up underneath his skin. Aunt Brenda didn’t leave him anytime to get used to it, the smacks came down over and over again, on one cheek and then the other, until every inch of them felt like they were […]