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This story depicts a spanking relationship between adult characters, and the spanking of children in a loving parental context. It also depicts the use of diapers by characters older than usual. It should not be read by anyone distressed by or unwilling to read such content. This story, while not sexually explicit, is intended for an adult audience.
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Things Change
By
Sampast
Chapter one
I was in the backyard playing with my little sisters, Miri and Tina. We were having a lot of fun. I knew I needed to make, but I didn't feel like stopping my game and going into the house. Knowing what would happen when Daddy found out didn't stop me from just making in my pants. I just squatted down and let the poop come out into my panties. I wasn't sure why I liked that feeling; I just did. I continued to play with the little girls until the smell started to really get to me. I sadly and reluctantly went to look for Daddy. He was cleaning the barbeque for dinner that night. I knew Mommy was in the house somewhere doing other chores. I walked over to Daddy and looked up at him with sad eyes.
"What's wrong, Nicole?" he asked in that sweet Daddy voice. Soon it would change to that mean, stern Daddy voice and he would be angry, but right now he was concerned. I hated having to tell him what I did.
"Daddy? I made doodie in my panties," I said sadly.
Daddy sighed an exasperated sigh. "Again Nicole?"
I nodded.
"What're we going to do with you? This is getting out of control," Daddy said. He put down his tools and scooped me up. He called out to my brothers, "Alex, Jimmy, I need to go inside. Can you keep an eye on Miri and Tina?"
After the boys said yes, Daddy carried me inside, under his arm, as if I were a football or the morning paper. He set me down in the bathroom and just looked at me.
"Nicole Beth, I really don't know what to do with you. I'm going to have to think of something completely different, because everything I've already tried isn't working. Right now, though, after I clean you up, you're getting a spanking. Understand me?"
I nodded. "Yes, sir."
Daddy had me take off my shoes and socks. Then he pushed down my shorts. It was late September but the weather was still warm enough to wear shorts and short sleeved shirts. Pretty soon we'd have to start wearing long sleeves and pants and jackets.
I stepped out of my shorts. Then I watched as Daddy carefully pulled down my panties. I looked inside them; it was a brown squishy mess. "Yuck," I said.
"Yuck is right, young lady. This is not something a big second grader does."
Daddy put the soiled panties into the garbage can and tied a knot on the top. I knew I would never see those pink flowered panties again. Daddy then took some baby wipes and started cleaning my tushie. It was a dirty mess, and I could tell Daddy was getting exasperated.
"I'm sorry, Daddy," I told him. I really was sorry that he had to clean me up and that he was disappointed in me. I think we both knew that I wasn't sorry that I had made in my pants. It was just something that I liked to do.
Daddy looked at me and shook his head again. He picked me up and put me in the tub. He turned on the shower nozzle and used a washcloth with soap and cleaned me off really well. I noticed that he only partially dried my tushie. Everyone knows that a spanking hurts much more on a wet tushie.
He then carried me football style back to my bedroom. Daddy placed me on the floor and sat down on the edge of my bed. He pulled me right in front of him and looked right in my face. "Nicole? This is the very last time I'm going to spank you for this behavior. Understood?"
I nodded because to tell you the truth I didn't know what else to do. There was no way I could promise him that I wouldn't do it again. I wasn't sure if I could ever say that, so I said nothing.
Daddy pulled me over his lap and raised his hand. It felt like a million bees were stinging my tushie as Daddy spanked it over and over again. When he finally let me up, I was rubbing and crying and doing the little girl's all out spanking dance.
"No more," Daddy said firmly and I nodded again. Then he pulled me close to him and held me. "I love you, baby, but this has to stop."
"Yes, sir."
After dinner that night, Daddy called all of us into the den for a family meeting. He said that he and Mommy had had a long talk and had decided on something that would affect everyone in the family. We were all real curious as to what it would be. I think Alex was hoping it had something to do with the snake he wanted Mommy and Daddy to buy for him. But it didn't. It was something completely different and it would change our lives forever.
Things change. And some times things change for the better. I have to believe that that day my life really did change for the better. What Daddy announced that night was one of the greatest things that ever happened to me.
Daddy held up five diapers; they were all different sizes. I looked at them and then at my brothers and my sisters, and finally back at my parents. "Do you know what these are?" Daddy asked.
"They're diapers, Daddy," Alex stated.
Daddy smiled at my brother. "Yes, they are, honey."
We waited. There had to be more than Daddy just holding up some diapers. We waited. Miri climbed into my lap and I held her. Tina snuggled against us and Mommy smiled at the three of us. We were pretty close. Alex and Jimmy sat on either side of us and waited for Daddy to continue.
"Mommy and I have decided that we are sick of accidents, and," he paused to look at me, "non-accidents. So from now on you will all wear diapers around the house."
"WHAT!" That was from my oldest brother, Jimmy. He was turning eleven later this month. "I am NOT wearing a diaper, Daddy," he said adamantly, crossing his arms over his chest.
Daddy looked at Mommy. She nodded. Daddy looked at Jimmy and said, "All right, young man, you don't have to wear one." Jimmy smirked. "But," Daddy added, "if there are any accidents, you will be punished. Understood?"
"Yes, sir." Jimmy didn't usually have bathroom problems, so he figured it was worth the risk.
Meanwhile I was trying to stay calm at Daddy's announcement. If truth be told, my insides were all wiggly and squiggly. I was actually excited at this news. If I could wear a diaper all the time, I wouldn't have to worry about messing my pants, and I wouldn't have to stop what I was doing to go potty; this was going to be great.
I looked over at Alex for his reaction. He was beaming just like I was. Even though he was nine, I think he had the most accidents of all of us. I watched as he jumped off the couch and put his arms around Daddy. "Thank you, Daddy," he said. Daddy looked at Mommy a little curious, but then just smiled.
"You're welcome, baby boy." He turned to me. "And you Ms. Nicole Beth, what do you think about this?"
"I love it, Daddy," I said.
My little sisters didn't have much to say. Most of the time they were in diapers anyway, or so it seemed, so I don't think their life would be changing much. But I knew for sure that it would be a lot different for me and Alex.
Daddy called us over to him, one at a time. Jimmy and Mommy left the room to bring food outside. We were going to have a family picnic in the yard, complete with barbeque.
Daddy diapered Miri first, then Tina, and then me. When he pulled off my panties, he looked at me. "This is just for at home, Nikki, you know that, right? You'll still have to be real careful at school, okay?"
"Yes, Daddy." I was known to sometimes have accidents at school, or forget to use the potty before I took the bus home. That usually resulted in trips over Daddy's knee. But I was happy just for the home situation to be different, anyway.
That night everything seemed different. I was able to enjoy my juice without worrying if I drank too much. I got really into my play and didn't have to worry about stopping to use the bathroom. Whenever I needed to pee, I just let it loose in the diaper. It was a wonderful feeling. After we ate, we all sat on the grass and just talked quietly, and stared up at the stars. It was nice. I noticed that Jimmy went into the house a lot; probably to use the bathroom. I was glad I didn't have to.
"Daddy?"
"Yes, Nikki?"
"I feel kind of wet," I told him.
"C'mere, honey," he said. I walked over to him and he laid me on the grass in front of him. He pushed down my shorts and opened my diaper. "Yes, it is pretty soaked. Daddy will change you."
I felt like a million eyes were on me while Daddy changed my diaper. But it was just family, so I didn't mind. Once I had a nice, clean, dry diaper, I plopped onto Daddy's lap. He put his arms around me and all felt all right with the world.
Chapter two
Daddy and the boys were out in the backyard. It was a beautiful autumn day. Mommy and me were having some time to ourselves while Miri and Tina napped. We were doing an art project together; it was nice.
Daddy was doing some yard work, while Jimmy and Alex were doing whatever it is they do up in the treehouse. Jimmy stretched his legs apart and let out a fart. He and Alex started cracking up. "Excuse me," Jimmy said, politely. A few minutes later, he farted again.
"Geez, Jimmy," Alex said.
Jimmy shrugged. It was probably a boy thing. After Jimmy farted a third time, Alex held his nose. "P.U."
But Jimmy didn't laugh. He had realized something; that third fart was not a fart at all. He got very uncomfortable. After all, he had just had his birthday a few weeks before and he was eleven years old. Jimmy was mortified as he realized that he had just pooped in his pants. He had to go more, and wasn't sure what to do. If he tried to run for the bathroom, he might not make it, and he had already done some in his underwear. So he figured he'd just finish. He moved away from Alex and kinda took the 'poop stance' and did what he had to do.
"I need to go talk to Daddy," Jimmy told Alex. "You gonna be okay up here alone?"
"Yeah, of course. I'm okay," Alex said.
Jimmy took a deep breath and slowly climbed down from the treehouse. He knew for sure that he was going to be in big time trouble. He walked over to the garden where Daddy was pulling out weeds. He cleared his throat. "Um, sir?" he said hesitantly.
Daddy looked up and smiled at his oldest son. "Hi there."
"Um, Daddy, something happened."
Daddy pushed up from the dirt and wiped his hands on his pants. They were already filthy. He looked down at Jimmy and said, "What is it? What's wrong?"
"I um, well, sir, I kinda, well, I had a little accident."
"An accident? What happened? Are you all right?" Daddy started looking Jimmy over for signs of cuts or bumps, but he didn't see anything. Daddy thought he smelled something bad, but never in a million years would have thought what Jimmy had done, so he just dismissed it as a 'dirt' smell.
Jimmy couldn't take it another minute and he burst into tears. "Daddy, I pooped in my pants," he said, looking at the ground. He was absolutely mortified and he knew Daddy would be angry.
"You did WHAT?" Daddy asked, shocked. He opened Jimmy's sweatpants and looked inside. "I cannot believe it." Daddy did a big sigh. "How on earth did this happen, James Alan?"
So Jimmy explained to Daddy how he thought he was passing gas, but then it turned into poop. He really was upset about it, though, and Daddy knew he was sorry.
Daddy wiped his forehead with his hand. "You know what I have to do, don't you, young man?"
Jimmy nodded, sadly. He knew he would have to be punished for this. After all when Mommy and Daddy had announced we'd all have to wear diapers, Jimmy had said no way. The one exception had been that if he had an accident, he'd be punished. Neither Daddy nor Jimmy ever thought there'd come a day when this would happen, though.
"Let's get you cleaned up, first," Daddy said, walking Jimmy over to the side of the house. He had Jimmy take off his shoes, socks, and pants. Then Daddy carefully pulled his briefs down and off of Jimmy. He put them down, but he would have to get a bag for them to be thrown out later. It was way too messy to clean. Daddy turned on the hose, and cleaned Jimmy off the best he could.
"We'll do a better job when we go inside later. Right now," Daddy said, but paused, as he took a utility knife from his pocket and handed it to Jimmy, "it's about time you learned how to cut a switch."
"A sw-switch? But why, Daddy?" Jimmy asked, shocked.
"You're bigger now. You're eleven."
Jimmy was scared. He had never been switched before. A couple of times Daddy had spanked him with his belt while he leaned over the bed, but most spankings had been over Daddy's lap. Jimmy was wishing he was still ten.
Daddy was holding out the blade waiting for Jimmy to take it. Hesitantly Jimmy took it and walked over to the tree Daddy pointed at. Daddy helped Jimmy cut the perfect small branch that would be used. Daddy showed Jimmy how to pull off all the leaves. He swished it once through the air and Jimmy winced as he heard the swishing sound.
Jimmy wondered if Alex was watching out the treehouse window, but he didn't dare look up. He was already so embarrassed. He couldn't wait until Daddy brought him inside. He only hoped that my sisters and I were not around when he walked by. Jimmy walked over to the back door and waited for Daddy, but Daddy didn't come over.
Instead Daddy stood by the tree and called Jimmy over to him. "Come here for your switching, young man."
"Out here?"
"Isn't this where you made the mess?" Daddy asked.
Jimmy started to cry again. "Oh please, Daddy, please take me up to my bedroom. I'm sorry."
"No, Jimmy. You will learn this lesson right here," he told Jimmy. He was being particularly hard on his son, but he was doing it for a reason.
Finally because Jimmy did not want Daddy to have to count, he solemnly walked over there. Daddy showed Jimmy how to bend over and touch the tree. Then Daddy raised the switch and brought it down hard against his son's bottom.
{Swisssssssssssssh! Swishhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!}
"Owwwwwwwww!" Jimmy cried out, jumping away from Daddy.
But Daddy put him right back into position. "Don't move. You have this coming, young man!"
{Swisssssssssssssh! Swishhhhhhhhh!} {Swisssssssssssssh! Swishhhhhhhhh!}
{Swisssssssssssssh! Swishhhhhhhhh!} {Swisssssssssssssh! Swishhhhhhhhh!}
Jimmy didn't know how much more he could take. He was already openly sobbing. Daddy kept switching him, though.
{Swisssssssssssssh! Swishhhhhhhhh!} {Swisssssssssssssh! Swishhhhhhhhh!}
{Swisssssssssssssh! Swishhhhhhhhh!} {Swisssssssssssssh! Swishhhhhhhhh!}
"That was an even dozen. One for each year of your age, and then an extra one," Daddy explained. To Jimmy it had felt like 12,000 instead of just 12.
Daddy put down the switch and pulled Jimmy into his arms. Jimmy sobbed against Daddy's chest. "I'm sorrrrrry!" he cried.
"I know you are, honey. It's all over now," Daddy said. He then brought Jimmy into the house.
Jimmy didn't even care who saw him at this point; it hurt so much, he just wanted the sting to go away. Daddy gave Jimmy a warm bath and then brought him into his bedroom.
Jimmy wasn't all that surprised to see the diaper that Daddy held out to him.
Chapter three
"Alexander James!" Daddy's voice boomed out.
Alex peeked out and said in a small voice, "Yes, Daddy?"
"That was your teacher on the phone. She wants to come by one night this week to talk to us. Is there something going on that we should know about, little boy?"
Alex seemed to take a long time to think. Finally he shook his head. "No, Daddy, I don't think so."
"Hmmm. I wonder what's going on." Alex shrugged. Daddy continued, "Maybe we'll call her back and invite her to dinner."
Alex smiled. He had a young, pretty teacher, and he liked the idea of showing her off to everyone at home. After school the next day, Alex told us that Ms. Bloom had accepted our dinner invitation and was looking forward to it.
The next night we all helped Mommy to make the dinner extra special for Ms. Bloom. Alex even cleaned his room. Daddy took me and Alex aside and spoke in a quiet voice. "You two may want to wear underwear tonight."
My lip quivered. I didn't like the idea of wearing panties in the evening. Ever since Daddy had told us we could wear diapers around the house, I had. It was so much easier that way, and more fun, too. I started to cry. "Please, Daddy, I want to wear my diaper," I pleaded.
"Oh, baby," Daddy said, sitting down. He pulled me into his lap. "I didn't say you couldn't wear one; just that you might not want to wear one with Ms. Bloom coming. She might not understand." He paused to look at Alex. "You're in fourth grade, baby. I really don't know if your teacher will understand you being in diapers."
Alex shrugged. "It's okay, Daddy, I don't mind." Daddy looked surprised. "Really, I don't. I want her to know."
"Okay, Alexander, if that's what you really want." He looked at me. "You too, Nicole?"
I nodded, then sighed with relief. Daddy changed us before Ms. Bloom got there. Alex had made a stinky doodie, and Mommy had to spray air freshener around the whole house. P.U. It stunk.
At 6:00 sharp, the doorbell rang. Alex ran to open it. Ms. Bloom stood there and held out a bag. I ran up and took the bag to the kitchen. It was fruit salad. Yum! Mommy took Ms. Bloom's light sweater and hung it in the hall closet. Daddy invited her to take a seat in the living room. Alex introduced his teacher to all of us. Me, Miri and Tina brought her upstairs to show her our bedrooms and the playroom.
Then we sat down to dinner. Ms. Bloom complimented Mommy on her cooking. She even took a second helping of noodle pudding. I had three pieces and then Daddy said I had had enough. He said I'd get a tummy ache. But I couldn't help it; it was so delicious.
After dinner, Mommy ushered us girls and Jimmy into the den. She said they wanted to talk to Ms. Bloom in the living room without us bothering them. Alex sat down next to Mommy to hear what his teacher had to say.
"Was there something wrong, Ms. Bloom?" Mommy asked, breaking the silence.
"Oh no!" Ms. Bloom said. "In fact, I wanted to tell you how different Alexander seemed. His whole attitude toward school has changed. He's more focused; he raises his hand in class, and participates in all our discussions. He's completely different than he was even a month ago. And I guess I just wondered what brought about the change."
Mommy and Daddy were smiling. It was so good to hear that your child was doing well in school, but getting all those compliments all at once was phenomenal. They looked over at Alex; he was beaming too.
Ms. Bloom waited for someone to say something. Finally Daddy said, "Well I'm not sure what's changed, but we're so glad to hear he's doing better. We were very worried about him at the beginning of the year."
Alex climbed into Daddy's lap then, and he snuggled him. "He was very dependent on me over the summer." Daddy whispered, "He can be kind of a Daddy's boy, and a bit immature. I'm glad to hear he's coming out of his shell a little."
"Oh well yes, he really has, Mr. Rosen. It's amazing; a completely different child," Ms. Bloom said. She looked right at Alex. "Do you know why things have changed, honey?"
Alex looked up at Daddy's face, and then over at Mommy. He did know. And he did want his teacher to know. But he wasn't sure how to go about telling her. Finally he whispered, "Tell her. It's okay, you can tell her."
Mommy looked at Daddy. She was a bit nervous. She knew that the diaper thing was working really well with me and Alex, but she thought maybe his teacher would think it was weird. Mommy was afraid she wouldn't understand and think maybe the Rosen's were bad parents.
"Well, um, we have changed some rules around the house, with um, regards, to, uh," Mommy started. She really had no idea what to say.
"Our children all seem to have bladder control problems," Daddy started. "So we finally came up with a solution that seems to be working really well." Daddy tried to stand. "Stand up, baby."
Alex stood up. Daddy reached over and pulled Alex's pants down. There on his body, was a giant diaper. It took Ms. Bloom a full minute to recover.
"Oh, um, I, wow!" was all she finally managed to get out.
Alex put his hand on her arm. "It's okay, Ms. Bloom. I don't mind if you know I wear diapers. It helps me. I'm not as anxious as I used to be."
Ms. Bloom nodded. This is what the change had been then. She didn't know what to say. Finally she said, "Well, I'm glad that it calms you down. May I ask how it does that, Alexander?"
Alex took a deep breath and looked at Mommy and Daddy. "Well, I'm not nervous anymore that I'm going to have an accident. I know I have a diaper on if I don't make it to the bathroom on time. And it just makes me feel better. You know, secure."
Mommy gave Alex a funny look. She looked at Daddy who was also staring at Alex. Daddy motioned Alex over with the crook of his finger. He bent down and whispered in Alex's ears, "Young man, are you wearing your diapers to school?"
Alex started to fidget from foot to foot. He gulped but then nodded. Both Mommy and Daddy sighed exasperatingly. They looked at Ms. Bloom. "We clearly didn't know he was wearing them to school, Ms. Bloom. This was supposed to be an 'at home' solution to a problem we were having with several of the children."
"Really? That's so unusual," Ms. Bloom said. She wasn't sure what to say about the fact that a nine year old student in her class wore diapers. Secretly she was fascinated, but as a professional, she wasn't sure.
"Yes, well, our daughter, Nicole, who's seven, also seems to wet herself a lot. We tried spanking and grounding, and nothing seemed to work. So we decided if they were going to do it anyway, we should make it easier to clean up," Daddy explained with a nervous laugh.
"Oh, I totally understand," Ms. Bloom said, although we weren't sure she really did.
I came into the room then. Maybe I was a good distraction from the conversation. I went over to Daddy and whispered to him. But I didn't have to. Everyone held their nose. I stunk.
"Excuse us," Daddy told them. He followed me upstairs to my room.
Daddy put me up on the changing table. They had never taken it out of our room, since Miri and Tina still needed it for mornings, and now it worked out really well.
He pulled off my shoes, socks, and pants. Then he opened my diaper and used the top of the diaper to clean off most of the poop. Then he took some babywipes and cleaned me all up. It felt so good when he slid another diaper underneath me and sprinkled in the powder. He closed up the diaper and stood me up. I hugged Daddy tight. "Thank you, Daddy."
Daddy smiled and pulled off my shirt. He quickly put my pajama shirt over my head. "You're entirely welcome, baby." He slipped my pajama pants onto me and set me down on the floor. "Why don't you send Miri and Tina up so I can change them into pjs, too? Then we'll all have dessert."
"Okay, Daddy." I ran for my sisters.
After we had cake, coffee and fruit, Ms. Bloom made an excuse to leave. I think after my parents told her what they had, she ran out of things to say. I hoped Alex wasn't uncomfortable in school now that his teacher knew the truth. Then again knowing my brother, he wouldn't be.
Mommy and Daddy tucked me, Miri, and Tina in at the same time. They said because we had had company, we had gotten to stay up extra late. Besides they had to talk to Alex. Somehow I got the feeling it wasn't going to be much of a talk. I fell asleep right away.
Mommy and Daddy went into Alex's room. He was standing in the corner. They had told him to wash up and brush his teeth. Jimmy was downstairs. Because he was eleven, he got to stay up extra late. Besides the boys shared a room, and they didn't want him in the way.
Daddy moved the desk chair opposite the bed. Mommy sat on the edge of the bed. They called Alex over to them. He sat next to Mommy on the bed. The two of them looked at their son.
"What were the rules when we told you about the diapers two months ago, Alexander?"
Alex looked at his feet. "That they were only for at home, sir."
"That's right. And I remember telling you and Nicole that you still had to be careful at school," Daddy explained.
"Yes, Daddy, I remember."
"But then you disobeyed and wore them to school anyway?" Mommy asked.
Alex nodded. "Yes, ma'am."
"Can you explain why, young man?"
Alex tried not to cry. "I feel better when I wear them, Daddy. As I told Ms. Bloom, I don't feel scared anymore that I'll embarrass myself at school. I'm sorry I didn't tell you."
Daddy sighed. He did understand the security the diapers gave Alex, but he didn't think they were appropriate for school. "I'm not happy that you did this behind our backs, Alexander James."
"Yes, Daddy. I know you're going to punish me."
"Yes, I am." Daddy looked at Mommy. "And then Mommy and I will have to decide what's best for you."
"And Alex, whatever Daddy and I decide, you will have to obey," Mommy added.
Alex said, "Yes, ma'am, I promise."
Mommy took Alex's shirt off and slipped his pajama shirt over his head. They were his favorite Spider-man pajamas. Then Mommy had him step out of his pants. She laid him on the bed and pulled his socks off too. She took his diaper off and made sure to clean him up well. Then she stood him in front of Daddy.
"You ready, little boy?"
"Yes, Daddy," Alex said.
Daddy pulled Alex over his lap and raised his hand up high. {Smackkkkkkkkkk! Smacccccccccck!}
Alex jumped a little. But Daddy kept going.
{Smackkkkkkkkkk! Smacccccccccck!} {Smackkkkkkkkkk! Smacccccccccck!} {Smackkkkkkkkkk! Smacccccccccck!}
"You will not do things behind our back, young man."
"Owwwwww, yes sir!"
{Smackkkkkkkkkk! Smacccccccccck!} {Smackkkkkkkkkk! Smacccccccccck!} {Smackkkkkkkkkk! Smacccccccccck!}
"When we tell you to do something, you will do it. And when we say no to something, you won't do it."
"Yes, Daddy, I'm sorrrrrrry!" Alex cried.
Daddy finished up with several swats to Alex's sit spot. {Smackkkkkkkkkk! Smacccccccccck!} {Smackkkkkkkkkk! Smacccccccccck!} {Smackkkkkkkkkk! Smacccccccccck!} {Smackkkkkkkkkk! Smacccccccccck!} {Smackkkkkkkkkk! Smacccccccccck!} {Smackkkkkkkkkk! Smacccccccccck!}
"Are you ready to be our good boy again?"
"Yes, I will, I promise!"
Daddy let Alex up. Alex jumped and rubbed his bottom. "That hurt, Daddy."
"Yes, honey, it's supposed to, to help you learn."
Alex sniffled. "I really am sorry."
"We know, baby," Mommy said, opening her arms. Daddy moved onto the bed with her and the three of them rocked for a few minutes.
"Daddy and I just don't like it when you do things like this on your own, Alex, understand?"
"Yes, Mommy."
"Mommy and I will talk about this. I'm not promising that we'll let you wear diapers to school. But we'll see. Okay?"
"Yes, Daddy."
"Let's get you ready for bed now. It's late."
They laid Alex on the bed. Daddy handed Mommy his diaper and she slipped it under his red bottom. She sprinkled powder inside and taped up the sides. Then Mommy helped Alex into his pj bottoms. They watched him climb under the covers and tucked him in. "Love you, baby."
"Love you, too, Mommy, and Daddy."
Alex fell right to sleep. He didn't even hear Jimmy come in a few minutes later.
Chapter four
Ms. Bloom sat staring out at the class, while they worked quietly in their journals. She watched Alexander the most. She had no idea what had become of his talk with his parents the night before, but he seemed a bit restless today. She now wondered if he was wearing a diaper. She couldn't tell from what he was wearing. But then again she had never guessed before either.
Eileen Bloom had always been completely fascinated by diapers. She hadn't worn them, of course, since she had been a baby, but she thought about them a lot. When she saw diapers for people with bladder control problems in the store, she found herself staring and wishing she herself could wear them. Not that she wanted a bladder control problem; she felt sorry for people who truly needed them, but she frequently found herself fantasizing when she saw the displays.
Eileen often wondered what it would be like to wear a diaper herself. She couldn't get her mind off of them. She thought back to what the Rosen's had told her the night before. She had been too shocked to react. Eileen was afraid somehow she would slip and blurt out that she liked diapers. She almost wanted to tell them then. She knew she could not keep this information to herself any longer. During her prep period, she called Alexander's mother at home. "Mrs. Rosen? This is Ms. Bloom…No, no, everything's all right. Alexander is okay. Um, it's just well, I wanted to talk to you…Today? No, I can't today. Tomorrow I have two free periods together, could I come by then?…Great, see you then."
Eileen took a deep breath. She couldn't believe she had actually done that. She didn't know what she was going to say to this woman when she got to the house the next day. That whole night, Eileen thought about what she had done. She didn't sleep much because of it. She wondered if she should just call to cancel; tell the woman she had made a big mistake. But when her free periods came, Eileen found herself driving the six blocks to the Rosen's house. She felt very embarrassed when she knocked on the door.
"Hi," she said when Mrs. Rosen opened the door.
"Hi, come on in. Please sit down."
Eileen sat in the living room. Mrs. Rosen sat across from her. "Would you like some coffee? Or a sandwich? I know you're missing your lunch."
"No thanks; I'm too nervous." Eileen took a deep breath and then she said timidly, "I haven't been able to stop thinking about what you told me the other night, Mrs. Rosen."
"Please call me Kathy."
"Only if you call me Eileen."
Both women smiled. "What part are you having a problem with, Eileen? My husband and I were planning to discuss things this weekend. We're not sure if we should let Alex wear diapers to school."
But Eileen shook her head. "That's not the part I was thinking of. It's just that. Well um, you said 'everyone in your family wears diapers', didn't you?"
Kathy nodded. Eileen looked at what Kathy was wearing. "Does that mean that you do, too?"
Kathy laughed. "Oh, no, not me, or Ron–just the kids." Then she realized that Eileen was not laughing too. She had a thought and said, "Oh, did you wonder about diapers for yourself, Eileen?"
Eileen turned six shades of red and looked at her lap. Kathy put her hand on Eileen's chin and made her look into her eyes, as if she were one of the kids caught doing something wrong. "Is that it, dear?"
She was scared to, but Eileen nodded.
Kathy stood up and said, "I see." She had come across young women like this before. Kathy knew what she had to do for Eileen. She looked at the clock. "What time do you need to get back?"
"12:30," Eileen said. Then because she felt like she had to, added, "ma'am." Eileen couldn't believe how quickly she had become submissive. She guessed she knew it was always a part of her, but this woman, Kathy, brought it right out.
Kathy took Eileen's hand. "Come with me," she told the younger woman. On one hand, Eileen wasn't sure what she was getting herself into, but on the other, she knew she wanted to do whatever it was that Kathy suggested. She dutifully followed the older woman. Kathy led her to the master bedroom and pointed to the bed. "Sit down, please."
Eileen sat down on the bed. Kathy came back a minute later with a plain white cloth square in one hand and what looked like panties in the other. Eileen watched as Kathy folded the cloth into a triangle. Before her very eyes, it had magically become a large diaper. "Next time I'll have the disposable ones, but for now you'll have to try this."
Eileen couldn't stop staring. Kathy sat down next to Eileen. "You want to try this on, don't you?" Eileen didn't trust herself to speak, so she just nodded.
Gently, Kathy pushed Eileen down on the bed. Then she reached under the woman's skirt and pulled down her panties, and right off, pushing her shoes off her feet at the same time. "Lift up, honey." Eileen lifted her bottom and watched as Kathy put the cloth underneath her bottom. She had so many feelings inside; she wasn't sure what to feel first.
Kathy sprinkled powder on Eileen's womanhood and then brought the cloth through her legs. She took two safety pins and pinned the sides closed. She took the pair of plastic panties and had Eileen stand up and step into them. "Now pee in it," she said simply.
Eileen was afraid. She wanted to do as Kathy said so badly, but she was afraid. She had never done anything like this before. Eileen knew she should have just stayed at school and corrected homework papers. But maybe a chance like this would never come again. She had to find out what she'd been missing. She looked up at Kathy…suddenly the woman seemed ten feet tall.
Kathy nodded. "It's okay. Go ahead, make. That's what diapers are for, dear."
Eileen looked into the mirror. Her skirt had fallen back down, so she lifted it up. She stared at herself in the mirror, standing there in a diaper. It was an amazing feeling. She turned away from Kathy as she let the pee out of her body and into the diaper. It felt warm and wet, and exciting and gross all at the same time.
Kathy just watched, smiling. "So what do you think?" she asked.
"I don't know what to think. I don't know what to say," Eileen said, walking over toward Kathy.
Kathy put her hands on Eileen's shoulders. "You've wanted to do this for a long time, haven't you?"
Eileen just nodded. Kathy smiled and said, "Well, I'm glad I was able to help." She looked at the clock. "Come on, you're going to be late. Let me change you. Next time we'll have to plan for longer."
'Next time.' Eileen couldn't wait.
Later, long after Eileen had gone back to work, Kathy was on the phone with her husband. "YOU DID WHAT?" he shouted into the phone. Kathy had to hold it away from her ear.
"Well, I, um, she wanted it so badly, Ron," she explained.
Kathy heard Ron sigh through the phone. "Kathy, do you realize who this is? This isn't someone we found on the internet. This is Alex's teacher." Another sigh. "Kathy, you can't just diaper every poor soul who comes past your door. This is going to be very awkward."
Very quietly she said, "I didn't think about that."
"Well, tonight I am going to give you something to think about, young lady."
Young lady? Kathy wasn't sure she liked her husband's tone. "Ron!" she screamed.
"What is it, Kathleen?"
"Oh, Ron, you can't be serious." They had been married for fourteen years. In the beginning they had played that way, but that had been many years before. Ever since James had been born, they had had a mutual, co-existing life. Kathy found that she was a much better TOP than bottom. They often looked for people to play with in real life. Ron hadn't spanked Kathy in many years.
"I'm completely serious, Kathleen Erin. You are in trouble. As soon as the children are in bed, you'll find out just how much."
Kathy was nervous that whole afternoon. In a way, she was excited, but part of her was scared. She had seen how her husband got when one of the kids had done something really wrong, and she did not want that aimed toward her. Too distracted to cook, Kathy ordered in a couple of pizzas. The kids were thrilled. Since they had finished their homework already, they watched a movie after dinner, while Kathy cleaned up. After the kids were in bed, Ron pointed toward the bedroom. "I want you in the corner, bottom bare."
When Ron came in half an hour later, Kathy was exactly where she had been told to go. He sat on the bed. "Come over here and tell me what you were thinking about."
Kathy walked over to her husband. She hung her head. "I'm sorry that I made things awkward by giving into Eileen's fantasies."
"Kathleen!"
"Well, I'm sorry, Ron, but that's what it boils down to. I couldn't turn my back on her when I realized what she needed."
Ron sighed. "You've put us in a tricky position. She is our son's teacher, Kathy. She's going to come here and expect to play, and then go teach our son, meet us for parent conferences, and pretend she doesn't know what we do?"
Kathy nodded. "I think she can separate things. I'll talk to her about it, all right?"
"We both will. But right now, you're getting a spanking!"
"Oh come on, Ron."
"Does it ever work when one of the kids tries to beg out of a spanking?"
She shook her head. "No, sir."
Ron pulled Kathy across his lap. From nowhere he produced the wooden spoon. Kathy's eyes popped out of her head. "Ron, noooo!"
"Oh yes!"
{WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!}
"You will not compromise our relationships with our children's teachers, young lady!"
"Owwwwwww, yes sir, I won't!"
{WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!}
"You will discuss things like this with me first, no matter what, is that understood?"
"Owwwwwwww, yes, Ron, I will, I promise!"
{WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!}
"Good, then we are done here."
Kathy stood up and rubbed. She had only cried a little bit. It hadn't been a particularly hard spanking, but it was enough to drive the message home.
Ron and Kathy cuddled afterwards, and then cuddling led to other things. They would invite Eileen over the next evening to discuss things.
Chapter five
Eileen came over the next night. It was late and the little ones were all tucked into bed. Ron led Eileen up to the master bedroom. The walls were sound-proof. He motioned that she should sit on the bed. Ron stood in front of her. "I know what Kathy did for you yesterday. Tell me what you think about it."
"Um, well," Eileen looked at Ron; she was embarrassed.
Kathy went and sat on the bed next to Eileen. She put her arm around the young girl's shoulder. "It's all right. You don't have to be embarrassed. Just tell us how you are feeling."
"I'm scared to."
"Why?" Ron asked. He went and sat next to her on the other side. She was now in the middle of the Rosen's.
"I'm your son's teacher. This isn't right. I need to be professional."
"This has nothing to do with Alex, or school, or anything. This is about you and what you need. If we have to make it completely separate, then that is what we will do," Kathy told her honestly. "Now tell Ron and I how you're feeling."
Eileen took a deep breath. She looked at Kathy and then at Ron. Then in a small voice she whispered, "It was the best feeling I've ever had. I felt so free."
Kathy smiled. Ron smiled too. "Tell us what you want," Ron suggested.
"I don't know. I mean, I, well, I liked wetting the diaper. It was so neat. But like, I'm 24 years old. Grown-ups don't do that."
"No, that's true. Grown-ups don't wear diapers. But little girls do," Ron said matter-of-factly.
Eileen nodded. She suddenly felt like a little girl, one who was in trouble, sitting between her parents. "I, uh, I want to be a little girl," she explained.
Kathy smiled. "We know you do. And we want to be your parents."
Eileen looked at them. "You do?"
Ron nodded. "Yes. We think we'd like to have a little girl your age. We want to take care of you."
"But…but what about?"
"Eileen, this is not about Alex. We know that during the day he is in very good hands with you as his teacher. At night or on the weekends, let us take care of you, of the little girl inside you. Alex will be fine. Trust me, he will understand," Ron explained, taking her hands in his.
She nodded. "I'd like that."
They sat holding her hands for a long time. She rested her head back on Ron's shoulder and he put his arms around her and held her. She felt so safe.
After a little while, she said, "I need to use the bathroom."
Ron stood up. "No bathroom in this house. When you're here, you use diapers, just like the rest of the kids. Understand?" he asked, lifting her chin to look up at him. She nodded. "Stand up, baby," he told her.
Eileen stood up. She was a little scared and started to shake. Ron instantly put his arms around her and held her. "You're safe here, baby. No one will hurt you."
"I know," she whispered. She wasn't sure what made her shake; she got the feeling she was doing something wrong. But Ron and Kathy both assured her.
Kathy walked over to her. "Come on, let's get these pants and panties off. You need your diaper. We don't want any accidents."
"Yes, um, Mommy," she said. She hadn't asked if she could call Kathy that; it just slipped out. Kathy smiled. Everything was okay. Kathy helped Eileen push her pants and panties down and off. She gently laid her on the bed. Ron came over with a large disposable diaper. They were more expensive, but easier to clean up. Ron and Kathy bought many sizes; they bought them in bulk. Ron had guessed at Eileen's size, and it fit perfectly when he lifted her legs and slid it underneath. Kathy sprinkled powder in and they taped up the sides together. Ron leaned down and kissed Eileen's belly. She giggled.
"Just remember you're our baby girl," he told her.
"Yes, Daddy," Eileen said. 'Daddy' had come more naturally for her. She never called him Ron or Mr. Rosen again.
Chapter six
A few months later…
At the end of the day, Eileen called Alex up to her desk. "You want a ride home? I'm going to your house."
"Sure," Alex said. He liked when Ms. Bloom came over. She was fun. At home, she was his big sister, and he could call her by her first name. But at school, she was still Ms. Bloom.
On the ride home, Eileen said, "Oh no."
"What's wrong?" Alex asked. They had stopped at the corner store so Eileen could pick up a pair of pantyhose; she had a date that night. Her date was coming to the house to meet Ron and Kathy. The store had been only a short distance out of their way. They'd be at the house in less than five minutes.
"I really need to pee," Eileen admitted.
"Can't you hold it?" Alex asked. "Are you wearing a diaper?"
Eileen shook her head. "Daddy" didn't let her wear diapers to work; she wasn't even sure if she wanted to anyway. They had finally relented and allowed Alex to wear them to school, but only for number one. He had to do number two on the toilet at school. Sometimes Eileen changed Alex's diapers at lunch time if he was very wet.
Eileen tried to shift in her seat so that she could hold it in, but she wasn't sure she was very successful. There was no place to stop; they had long passed all the restaurants and stores. She didn't want to ring someone's doorbell; it'd be too embarrassing. And she didn't want to wet her pants, either. Besides the fact that she had a date that night, she knew Daddy'd be really mad.
"Why don't you put a diaper under you?" Alex suggested.
"That's a good idea; I'll do that," Eileen said. Alex handed her a diaper from the back seat. She pulled to the curb, and managed to pull her panties off. She slipped the diaper underneath her. As she pulled away from the curb, she peed into the diaper. "Ahhh," she said. Alex giggled.
When they got to the house, Alex ran out the door and into the house. Eileen pulled the wet diaper out from under her. She closed it up and held it in one hand. She put her panties into the bag with the pantyhose. She wanted to clean herself off before she put them back on. Eileen thought about bringing the diaper into the house and bringing it up to the bathroom, but then she decided to just throw it away outside. Maybe Daddy wouldn't let her go on her date if he knew what she did. She tossed it into the outdoor trashcan, and went inside. She hugged and kissed Mommy and Daddy hello. Somehow she never mentioned what she had done in the car on the way home. She hoped Alex didn't mention it either. Maybe she should have told him not to, but then he'd have to lie, and that was a bad example for her to set.
"Hi honey," Daddy said. "You all ready for your date tonight?"
"Yes, sir. I'm just gonna go take a fast shower and change. If he gets here before I come down, be nice, okay?"
Ron pretended to be offended. "I'm always nice."
"Just don't embarrass me, Daddy."
"You mean I shouldn't tell him to spank you on your date?" he asked teasingly.
Eileen turned bright red. "Noooo, don't tell him that!"
Ron laughed. "No, baby, I won't." He kissed her nose and then her cheek. "Go on!" he said, giving her bottom a pat. He didn't notice she wasn't wearing panties. Thank goodness. She definitely did NOT want to explain.
Keith showed up a short time later. The two men made small talk. Eileen came down a little bit later. Keith smiled at her. "You look nice."
"Thanks."
"Don't stay out too late," Ron cautioned.
"We won't, Daddy," Eileen answered.
"Have fun," Kathy told them both.
Ron whispered to Eileen, "Do you want to wear a diaper?"
She shook her head no. "I'll be all right, Daddy."
"No accidents, young lady, or I will spank you."
"Yes, sir."
In the car, Keith said, "Your parents are nice, but wow, they seem so young."
"Well, they're not my real parents. My real parents don't care about me. Ron and Kathy sort of adopted me a few months ago. I'm actually their son's teacher. But they take really good care of me, and I love them so much," she admitted.
"That's nice," Keith said. He didn't think it was weird at all.
They had a nice dinner. Eileen was sure not to drink too much, so she wouldn't have an accident. At the movies, they shared popcorn, but she only had a few sips of her soda. She thought things would be fine. She used the bathroom right before they left the movies, and Eileen was glad. She knew if she wet her pants, Daddy would spank her. Also, she wouldn't know how to explain to Keith why a grown woman was wetting her pants.
The truth was, ever since Mommy and Daddy let her stay at the house, she wore diapers there. Her bladder got weak since she just wet whenever she had to go. At school, she was really careful and went to the bathroom often. She was proud to say she had never had an accident at work. But Daddy had warned her what would happen if she did, and she did NOT want to be spanked because of it. She had been spanked for other things, though, and that was bad enough. Even though Daddy treated her like a little girl, she was still physically a grown woman and could take a harder spanking than any of Ron's other kids.
Keith walked Eileen to the door. "I had a really nice time," he told her, leaning in for a kiss.
Eileen smiled and kissed him back. "I did, too," she admitted. Oh no, all of a sudden she really had to pee. Should she make a quick excuse and run into the house? Keith would think she was strange. She stood there for several minutes making out with Keith. Finally she pulled herself away: she had to go real bad. "I better go in," she told him.
"Yeah," he said, not wanting their kiss to end. "When can I see you again?"
Eileen crossed her legs. She tried to think. "Next Friday night? It's hard for me during the week, and weekends we usually do family things."
"Sure, next Friday sounds good." Keith kissed her again. Eileen got really into the kiss and didn't realize she'd peed in her pants until Keith had walked away and got into his car. She watched him walk away and her eyes were all dreamy. That's when she felt wet. She looked down and saw the puddle and started to cry. Daddy was going to kill her.
But he didn't. He hugged her tight and said he understood. "It's okay, baby girl. I can tell you really tried to hold it," he told her.
She looked up at him confused. They were in the bathroom and he was peeling off her wet pantyhose and panties. "You're not going to spank me?" she asked.
He shook his head. "No, not this time. Unless you want me to?"
"No," she said. "But I don't understand, Daddy. You always tell me if I have an accident you're going to spank me."
Ron took some babywipes and cleaned her up. "Do you want to take a bath?" She nodded, so he ran her a bath. "Take off your shirt and climb in."
Eileen turned away from Ron and took off her shirt. Even though he often saw her bare bottom, something about him seeing her completely naked still made her blush. Ron looked away and waited until she was submerged in the bubbles to turn back.
"Sometimes, honey, Daddies know when their children really try hard. If I thought you wet yourself on purpose, or didn't try hard tonight, I would spank you. Do you understand?"
"Yes, I think so," Eileen said, playing with the bubbles.
"You play for a bit. I'll come in to help you out in a little while."
Eileen smiled; she loved her daddy.
Chapter seven
The next morning, Eileen woke up in her bed at the Rosen's house. She was spending so much time here; sometimes she wondered if she shouldn't just give up her apartment after all. Ron had suggested it once, but she hadn't said yes yet. It was still strange how much time she spent there, and that she thought of herself as Nicole, Miri, Tina, Billy and Alex's big sister. But she was still Alex's teacher and until the school year ended, she thought she had to have her apartment.
Eileen lay in her bed and wet her diaper one more time. She would have to go find Daddy to change her. She stood up and thought back to the night before. She had understood when Daddy had explained to her why he didn't spank her for wetting. But now she felt guilty. She hadn't told Daddy about what she had done on her way home yesterday. She decided she would tell him and see what happened.
When she got to the kitchen, Eileen realized something. The house was very quiet. Usually on Saturday mornings, you could hear all the kids yelling and running around, cartoons blasting, but instead there was no noise at all. She found Daddy in the kitchen having his coffee. She reached down and put her arms around his neck and squeezed. "Good morning, Daddy," she said.
"Hi, honey, did you sleep well?"
"Yes. Where is everyone, Daddy?"
"Mommy took them to Grandma's for the day. Mommy will be back in a little while."
Eileen was surprised. "How come?"
Daddy pointed to the chair. "Sit." He put a bagel with creamed cheese down in front of her. She smiled because it was pumpernickel; her favorite.
Eileen hesitated before taking a bite; she was scared. Daddy saw the worried look on her face. "Don't be scared, honey. Mommy and I just wanted a break from all the little ones, and Grandma offered to take them for a few hours. We wanted to spend some time with you alone."
"With me? Why?"
"Because you're our little girl, and we love you. And we know that we can't play as freely as we want to sometimes with the little ones around."
Eileen smiled. "Really? Don't you and Mommy want some alone time, though? Without me?"
"Nope."
"I really love you, Daddy."
"I love you, too, baby. Now what do you want to do today?"
"Well, sir, there's kinda something that I need to tell you."
"Oh?"
Eileen nodded. "Well, um, yesterday something happened."
Ron stared at Eileen. "What?"
Then the whole story came spilling out, about how she had to pee, and that Alex suggested putting a diaper under her, and how she threw out the diaper outside and purposely didn't tell him. When she finished, she stared at her lap. Eileen knew it was wrong, but now telling Daddy it had sounded even worse.
"So you lied to me?"
"I DIDN'T LIE!"
"Don't shout. You kept something from me, Eileen Rose. That's just as bad as lying," Ron said.
She started to cry. "I'm sorry, Daddy."
"Do you know why you didn't tell me this last night?"
Eileen bit her lip and nodded. "Yes."
"Tell me."
"I thought you might cancel my date with Keith last night, and I really wanted to go."
Ron sighed. "I see," he said. Eileen knew that wasn't a good sign.
"You're going to be spanked very hard for this, young lady. What you did was not so horrible in and of itself. BUT you kept it from me purposely, and that is why I'm going to be very strict with you."
"Yes, Daddy."
"Go upstairs and wait for me in the corner. I expect your diaper to be very wet since I'm not sure how long it will take me to spank you properly."
"Yes, sir." Eileen went right back up to her room. She had only taken a few bites of her breakfast. Once Daddy started scolding her, she was too upset to eat. Eileen stood in the corner to wait for Daddy. She peed in her diaper again. It was sagging down very far now.
Ron sighed again. He knew he would have to spank Eileen very hard so that she wouldn't keep things from him again. He thought about spanking Alex, too, for not telling him, but he wasn't sure. Ron felt very angry as he walked up the stairs. But when he walked into Eileen's room and saw her squatting in the corner, he started to smile. He wasn't sure why, but he loved to watch his children poop.
Ron could tell Eileen was having a hard time. He walked over and put his hand on her shoulder and turned her around. Eileen was wincing and pushing hard, but nothing happened.
"I'm trying to make doodie, Daddy," Eileen said. "But it won't come out."
Ron sat on the edge of Eileen's bed. He held her in front of him and let her hold his hand. "Keep trying. If you don't go on your own, I will give you an enema to help you. And then we still have to deal with your naughty behavior."
"Yes, sir."
_To be continued_
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