If It's Diapers You Want, It's Diapers You'll Get (Part 2)
IF IT'S DIAPERS YOU WANT,
IT'S DIAPERS YOU'LL GET
(PART 2)
My mom told me that I was no longer to be allowed to use the bathroom, see my friends, or go to school. I would be treated like a baby for a very long time. With that they gave me a baby bottle that they filled with a laxative and castor oil and made me drink all of it.
After this, my insides were ready to explode. Before I was able to release the poop inside of me they took pictures of me and how babyish I looked. And then after I began to relieve myself they continued to take pictures of me messing my diapers. After 5 minutes, I thought I was all done, but that was just the enema I expelled. My mother told me she wasn't going to change me till all of my diapers were filled.
Part 2 of my relief took over 10 minutes, but I still wasn't done. I pooped over 5 more times before all that was inside of me was gone. After this they took pictures of how much I had pooped my diaper. Then they made me sit around in it and made me squish my diaper so that all the poop would spread around my legs and body.
Finally, they handcuffed me and led me to the changing table where they strapped me to the table and gave me 3 diuretic pills so that I would be unable to control wetting myself. With that, they unfastened my diapers and discovered my whole body was covered in fecal and urine matter.
They wiped me clean and disposed of my diapers, but they gave me more bad news. Because I had made such a big mess in the diapers they told me I was to receive a big spanking followed by more suppositories, enemas, and lots of diapers. Even worse, they told me I was going to the mall with them, wearing only a shirt to cover the top of my body.
After giving me the spankings, enemas, and suppositories, they diapered me with 8 diapers, filled my baby bottles with formula and a diuretic, and brought along a diaper bag. Then they put a tiny shirt on top of my body. After undoing my handcuffs, they led me to the car where they buckled me into the car seat. They brought along the stroller.
When they started the car, I began to feel the effects from the suppositories and enemas and I felt even more embarrassed about my diapers being fully exposed in public. They told me not to relieve myself in the car or there would be serious consequences.
When we arrived at the mall, they undid my buckle, and strapped me into the stroller. My diapers were in full view of the public. I started to cry so they put a pacifier in my mouth. As we walked into the mall everyone who passed us laughed at me.
But the worse part was when I could no longer control what was going on inside of me and I filled my diapers in full view of everyone in that mall. The stench was so bad that people were demanding that I be changed. So I thought she was at least going to take me to the bathroom and change me there but instead she set me down on the ground and undid my diapers.
Everyone could see how bad I had messed my pants and my mother was getting a grin out of it. One by one she removed each diaper until all of them were removed. Then she wiped my genitals clean. Then, once again she diapered me with more diapers.
I thought I was spared from being unable to control the insides of myself but she gave me a bottle. I did not know that it was filled with a diuretic and I drank all of it. After I finished my bottle, my mother was smiling, but I did not know what for.
Once again, I peed in my diapers, and once again, she changed me in front of everyone. At the end of the day I wanted to die. This punishment has been going on for 6 years with no end in sight. I don't know how I will survive!
Written By: Diaper