Danny's Diaper Humiliation

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No,” Christian sighed. “You're being perfectly fine.” Then for good measure, he added, “You're looking very pretty today too,” causing Kieren to stare in disbelief. “What were you going to suggest?” There are many other things she does as i have been trained by her as her sissy for over 30 years now. Our lifestyle is second nature to us at this point and we are beyond the point of worrying about what others think or say. For us it works. We haven’t had actual marital sex in many years as she uses me in the female role for sex. We are more like a lesbian couple then a male/female couple. Were older and this is her chosen lifestyle for both of us. She does occasionally have normal male/female sexual relations but that remains private from me except for my duties to her afterward. It isn’t very often.

You are for now,” Tess said. “Look, no one's even here. The faster you do this, the less chacne someone will walk in on us. There is a bench right there, just lay down in her lap and let her feed you the bottle.” Bad baby! Bad, bad baby!" His voice was deep and terrible. "You are such a bad baby. I leave you home alone and you do this? You naughty girl." He stumbled a little, silghtly dazed from the pain, and tried to punch her, but he completely missed and she punched him in the face again, before giving him a knee to the stomach. And suddenly, he opened his eyes, finding himself in his bed. It was just a dream. He breathed a sigh of relief as he realised that she didn't make him wet himself again. He didn't want to know what she would do if that happened to him a second time! Something about that dream was... so real though. He started to sit up, but as he started to move, he froze. He felt something. His mattress. It felt kinda... cold and wet. And his pyjama pants seemed to be clinging to his body...

Diaper the Both of Them (2) by diapereddaddydon, literature

He could almost feel it start to come out on it's own, so in one last desperate move, he threw his hand up again. “Miss, can I pleeeeeease go to the bathroom?” he begged. Christian turned around, and found himself face-to-face with his teacher, Mrs. Campbell. “What's that you've got there?” she asked, approaching him. Christian just froze, not knowing what to do or say. When she grabbed it off him, he just spurted out, “That's not for me!” I see. Well, I think you might be a little scared of girls, sweety,” Jessica said. Christian blushed. Scared of girls? No way! “I mean, the way you can barely look at me or your teacher kind of shows that! But it's okay, it just means you're probably not quite as mature as other people your age... which I guess also explains... you know,” she said, giggling a little. Christian blushed, but he didn't say anything.

Tess glared for a second and Christian started to think that maybe he made a big mistake. But then she shrugged. “Maybe you're right,” she said, seeming bored of the conversation. She got up and faced her two friends. “Let's go have a smoke,” she said. They weren't allowed to smoke in school (or, really, at all), but they didn't care.Well, whatever, I won't argue, but considering everything you said yesterday, it's a bit... weird.” Thought so,” Tess said, grinning. “Well, that's all. I'll talk to you a bit later.” She winked. “Count on it.”

Well... two days ago, my friend Tess beat me up and I really needed to pee... So I had a bit of an accident,” Christian said slowly. Soon enough, the school day ended, and Christian once again got his little reminder to go to the Nurse's office, this time with a little more urgency. The girls met up with him outside of class. “Well, let's go to the Nurse now!” Tess said, excitedly.He was about to shake his head before realising that there was something else. “I... um... I wet the bed the last two days.” Unfortunately, reality decided to screw with him again. Because not five minutes in, he could feel a rising pressure in his tummy. He knew exactly what that meant. He needed a bathroom, and fast! Why I love to humiliate my husband is a question I have asked myself a lot. And I’ve discussed with my husband, Alice. We have a loving and caring marriage so why do I want to humiliate her? Alright, Christian,” the teacher said, smiling. “I'll give you Grace's copy and you make sure you give it to her. And be careful, I know it's a long bus ride,” she added, with a wink. Not many people got the joke, but Christian heard Tess giggle behind him. She leant in and whispered, so no one could hear, “She's right you know, maybe you should take what's on her desk, just in case.” Christian was about to say no, but then he figured he might as well tell the truth. She already knew he had peed his pants today and pooped his pants yesterday, and at least with more information she might be able to do something about his little... problems. “I wet myself again two days ago.”

You had the rest of the lunch hour to kill and you still didn't want to see anyone. So he continued to walk behind the administration building and ate his lunch in silence there, until it was time to go to class. Oh, sure, here you go,” Christian said, as he hesitantly showed her what he had. “Take whatever you want.” Well... this girl I like, Grace, I was really good friends with her... but she found out what I did yesterday and she made fun of me and said she never wanted to speak to me again and... I just... lost control.” She sat down and set the diaper down on top of her desk, where everyone would be able to see. Christian felt his face burn as he stared at it... he hoped she wouldn't say anything about it!

Disciplinary Measures-Prologue by MARVELDCFANATIC, literature

Now Chrissy, you know I don't like letting people go to the bathroom straight after lunch,” Miss Campbell said. “You should have gone at lunch.” Christian woke up the next morning after a night of more unpleasant dreams. Dreams where he had pissed himself again, in front of the whole school. And when he woke up, he found that half of that dream was true, for his bed was soaked and, once again, he smelled like pee. After coming to his senses, Christian decided that he had better go to the Nurse's office. He couldn't go to class with soaking pants. Her booties had been her shoes, and the restrictive mittens had made cradling the money all the way there a nightmare. But as much as he struggled, he couldn't get his right hand out of her grip, nor could he reach her with his left hand. Tess put a small amount of pressure on his right hand. This caused him so much pain that he was brought to his knees and, once again, nearly messed his pants, this time in a very compromising position. He held on for his dear life and managed to not embarrass himself.