Ok let’s get you dressed for daycare’ she grab a pink dress and dress Sarah in it. Sarah giggles as she lift up her dress. ‘No Sarah, that’s a no no’ she pull it down, ‘save it for when you’re in your twenties’ she winked as she grab her keys and they walk out of the house. That’s great”, Sue replied, smiling. Brandon always had been a high achiever, and she was glad to see her eldest nephew was getting on so well. The embarrassment Elizabeth felt being spanked in front of a room of teenagers was nothing like she had ever felt before. Almost immediately, her eyes began to grow wet and her lips trembled. Elizabeth felt her face burn red with embarrassment as she slipped out of the expensive panties she had only bought a week ago and exchanged them for a cheap pair of pink cotton panties. Once she had done the same with her bra, Elizabeth was forced to hand them off to Mrs. Maxwell. It felt as if she was giving the teacher the last bit of her adulthood.

This diaper would fit you, too," said Linda's mother teasingly. "How about it? Do you want me to diaper you like a baby? If you're going to force naughty children to wear diapers, you should wear Suppertime arrived and Linda was happy to sit down. Her diaper was finally out of sight. Her joy was short-lived, however. Halfway through the meal, she wet her diaper. The warmth felt surprisingly Rachel...oh no...you"€™ve got to be kidding me"€¦, Elizabeth thought as she felt her entire body tense up. Did the parents give you permission to do that?" asked an alarmed Mr. Turner. He worked as a paralegal and was concerned about the legal ramifications of Linda's actions. As reasonable as that was, Christy still wasn't having it and she shook her head vehemently. "No! I'm not wearing a diaper, Stacy! Absolutely not!"I'll give you a choice," said Mrs. Turner. "Since you like being naked in the pool, you can stay naked in the house, too. I'm sure your father would enjoy seeing you in your birthday suit." Dad, don't you dare!" shrieked Linda. "I'm sorry I didn't wear my panties. I won't do it again. Can I get out of this stupid diaper now? I need to pee." Throughout the evening, Linda squirted pee into her diaper whenever she felt the urge. Her parents were totally oblivious to her little squirts. That was the only good part of about wearing a And can you believe it in the child care course they even had these massive baby dolls and they made us show that we knew how to change a nappy, I mean why do they need to teach us how to change nappies for gods sake” Not so well right now, I’m afraid”, Sue exclaimed. “You know how Ally still wets the bed. Well, I think someone at school must have found at and spread it around”.

And just where do you think you"€™re going?!"€, Elizabeth nearly yelled at Rachel, "€œUnless you want a repeat of yesterday, I suggest you march yourself right down to the principal’s office young lady."€ Rachel looked at her, a fire in her eyes that had not been there the day before. Elizabeth hesitated for a moment, unsure if she should rely on corporal punishment again. pain of her first bare-bottom spanking. She didn't cry, but she couldn't help doinga wiggly fanny dance after each stinging spank. Chapter Description: Elizabeth Turner, fresh-out-of-college and feeling in over her head, is a newly hired teacher at the prestigious Vitae Academy. Between her age and her good looks, she's been having difficulty garnering the respect she believes she deserves. To make matters worse, one of her new students is a girl she used to babysit; a girl named Rachel that holds a grudge against her. When Elizabeth does something a bit drastic to get her class under her control, Rachel responds ten-fold and Elizabeth's life changes forever. No, but they said I could spank him if he got out of control. I don't like hitting kids, so I thought a diaper was safer. He sure behaved a lot better once he was in a diaper. From now on, I'm Things started to get out of hand by the third week. She'd wet her pants every day by the time Stacy finally stepped in on Thursday, pulling her aside after helping her change out of another pair of wet pants. "Christy, I know this has to be humiliating for you and you can't really help it, but... I think you should really consider wearing a bit of protection. Just until all of this stops happening, it'd save a bit on clean up and, ya'know, save you a bit of embarrassment in front of all the kids."

N-no, puh-please...I"€™m...I"€™m a teenage girl in high school...Mrs. Maxwell."€, Elizabeth finally answered. He awoke, wet, confused, and a little frightened. His pajamas did seem a bit oversized, but not as much as in the dream. His diaper wasn’t all that much oversized either, but just to make certain that it was just a dream, he attempted to stand up and had to grasp the handrail on the crib to steady himself. He couldn’t figure it out, why did his clothing feel so baggy? It was as if he were a little boy wearing an adult-sized diaper several sizes too large! It was slipping! He could feel it! What the hell was going on here!?

Samantha awakens to the feeling of her wet diaper. She doesn't think of this as unusual anymore and signals her big sister ... wait her younger sister ... no, that still is wrong ... yes, it's her mommy Clair, that she needs a diaper change. Then it is time for the regression medicine and Samantha doesn't even seem to think before eating it. Clair watches the new behavior of her sister with interest. Clair has closely monitored the regression progress of her sister and knew that the big incident yesterday in the nursery setting, with Samantha captured in her own trap, would bring her over the edge. All the conditions were just perfect and there was already so much progress made. Grounding you doesn't seem to work anymore," said Mrs. Turner. She slid a diaper under her daughter's bottom. "From now on, you're going to wear a diaper whenever you behave like a naughty little Maddie and her older sister Holly sat at the dinner table eating supper with their parents as they did every evening. Good morning everyone!"€, Elizabeth said as she looked at the crowd of teenagers that would be her students for the next semester. She did her best to take them all in, looking from student to student until her eyes fell upon a face she hadn"€™t seen for some time. The name didn"€™t come to her immediately and neither did the context for her knowing this girl, but as their eyes met Elizabeth became painfully aware of how she knew this girl.Rachel? Do we need to have another talk about your behavior like yesterday?"€, Elizabeth asked, doing her best to keep her voice stern. Throughout her teen years, Linda was diapered almost every week for some misdeed. The diapering was always done by her mother, never her father. The routine never varied. Go to room. Take off Our rubber panties are on sale," said a male clerk unexpectedly. "Buy one pair and you get a second pair for half price. What size do you wear?"

Clause 4: Diaper Punishment. If the child misbehaves during the contractual period, the babysitter may, at her discretion, remove the child's underwear and put the The White Ribbon. She must’ve seen the sign a million times. Ever since she was a little girl, driving up this road with her parents, she had seen that sign. It was a bar…or something. At least, that’s how she remembered it being described to her once. She liked the idea of it being a “something” more than she liked it being a bar. Bars were just dimly lit smoke-infested pits of self-despair, and she could get enough of that at home. Hell, that’s why she left home. I"€™ve had enough of your nonsense, Elizabeth. Let"€™s see how you like being spanked in front of your classmates."€ Samantha "€˜tsked"€™ and grabbed Elizabeth"€™s wrist. Elizabeth struggled against her, but found the older woman far stronger than she would have anticipated. "€œYour school uniform, Elizabeth. The one I"€™m going to put you in after I punish you for this ridiculous behavior.If her sense of fashion wasn"€™t enough to grab attention and leave the women around her jealous, then her natural beauty was. Elizabeth had pale smooth skin and wavy auburn hair that she kept pulled into a high bun. Her cute facial features and hazel eyes were framed perfectly by a pair of dark rimmed glasses that Elizabeth hoped gave her a more refined, intelligent look.