Other Fetishes

The next couple of days were remarkably normal. All three of the roommates stayed very focused on their coursework and social activities. Poor Teddy, unfortunately, had to do so with a very sore backside.  He was still fidgeting in class on Wednesday night. The swelling had subsided, but the bruises were deep and unrelenting. And the crappy classroom chairs were less than forgiving.  Towards the end of class, Ted winced as he shifted in his seat. Looking up, he saw Ashley staring daggers at him from across the room. Blushing he looked down at his laptop and furiously pretended to take notes. He looked up a moment later to find Ashley still staring at him.  He tried to remain still, but there was just no way of sitting comfortably with such a sore bottom. He wasn’t sure why, but Ted felt certain that Ashley could tell exactly what was going on.  When class ended, he bolted for the door, to avoid an awkward confrontation with Ashley, and he nearly ran all the way home.  --- Earlier that same evening back on Columbia Ave., Lara eagerly opened a box that had arrived that afternoon. She tore at the tape and dumped the contents on her bed. Her mouth fell open.  Before her was a bag of large diapers in pastel blue, adorned with a cute repeating print featuring baby bottles, pacifiers, teddy bears, and diaper pins. They looked just like baby diapers.  Only they weren’t for babies. These diapers were huge, sized to fit an adult. Definitely the just right size for her friend Teddy.  Lara giggled, then aggressively tore open the plastic packaging. Finally getting her hands on one of the oversized Pampers, she marveled at it, squeezing the diaper and unfolding it.  “It’s so thick!” she mused in her head, happy she had opted for a brand billed as “overnights.”  Needing a reference point, she grabbed on of the Goodnites from under her bed, Lara lay the two garments side by side. There was absolutely no comparison. The bigger diaper several times bulkier than the pull-up. It was obviously far more appropriate for the type of accident Teddy had on Saturday night.  Lara slid her hand down her pants as she began to imagine Ted clad in the puffy blue diaper… Her fingers found the target as she visualized his thickly diapered bottom upturned and over her knee… She rubbed herself as she pictured him standing in the corner sucking on a pacifier… “Pacifier!” Lara’s eyes shot open as she whispered the word aloud. She hurried to her desk, opening her laptop to retrieve the search history from Sunday night.  Keeping one hand between her legs, Lara worked the mouse with her other. She greedily filled her online shopping cart with every item that caught her eye - onesies, footie pajamas, cute diaper covers, pacifiers, bibs - all in Teddy’s size.  A sudden tap on the door made her jump. Lara slammed her laptop closed and pulled her hand from her pants just as Stacey opened the door.  “Hey La, you in here?” “Oh… ahem.. uh yeah,” stammered Lara.  “What the…” Stacey gawked at the open bag of diapers on Lara’s bed. “What…” Lara’s mouth went dry. She was flustered, embarrassed, and still aroused.  Stacey picked up a diaper from the bed.  She erupted in laughter.  “Baahaha! What the hell!!” Lara laughed, a little nervously.  “Where did you get these?” Stacey said, holding up the diaper and wiping her eyes.  Lara shrugged, trying to look innocent.  “Ha… internet,” she said, hooking a thumb casually at her laptop. She did a double take, wishing she hadn’t called attention there.  “Oh man,” Stacey kept laughing. “You weren’t kidding about getting him something thicker.” She squeezed the diaper, sizing up its bulk.  “I just started poking around online, and came across these. I couldn’t resist…” Lara trailed off a bit, again nervously looking over at her computer.  Stacey picked up on it this time. She looked over at the laptop, back at the diaper in her hand, then at the bed. She dropped the diaper on the bed and picked up the Goodnite.  Eying the pull-up momentarily, Stacey quickly looked back over at Lara. Lara crossed her legs and her face went pale.  “What were you just doing when I came in here?” Stacey asked directly.  “I wasss just on my um computer,” Lara said, failing to sound confident.  “Doing…?” The color returned to Lara’s cheeks in full. She felt them flush as she looked at the floor.  “I was um… you know,” she smiled nervously and nodded toward her crotch. Lara didn’t mind admitting to masturbating. She and Stacey had always been open and positive about their sexuality. Self love was not among the spankable offenses in the house rules.  “I see,” said Stacey, tapping the pull-up against her palm. “And I assume that means all your homework is done?” Lara fidgeted and look at the floor.  Masturbating while putting off school work was, in fact, a spankable offense. But just a hand spanking. A quick warmup as a reminder to get back on track.  “No… it’s not done yet,” Lara said, in her best broody teen voice.  “Here I was coming to say that I thought we could skip our Wednesday appointment this week,” Stacey chided. “Ugh.. fine, let’s get it over with.” Lara stood and approached the bed.  “Yeah, you get yourself over my lap. And while I spank you, you can tell me more about these hilarious diapers,” said Stacey. “And… maybe you can tell me why I see a couple of these Goodnites in your trash can?” She tossed the pull-up back on the bed and sat down.  Lara blushed as she bent over her friend’s knee. Relieved to be able to hide her face, she thought back to how she had been enjoying her Goodnites the last few days, just as she had on Sunday night. It was a turn on to be sure, but she wasn’t exactly eager about admitting as much to her roommate. Still, as she felt Stacey bare her butt, Lara knew better than to lie about it.  Lara yelped as sharp smack landed on her naked bottom.  “So…?” Stacey asked as she spanked her friend again. “When you suggested we get a pack of pink training pants, they were for you, huh? Not for Teddy?” “Well… they were gonna be for him…” Lara hesitated. “Ow!” She yelped as Stacey landed a hard smack.  “But I decided to try one on the other night and… ow!!” Stacey started spanking in earnest. “And it felt good?” “Ohh! Ow! Uh.. yeah… ow! Yeah it kinda uh… oww!! It turned me on!” “I see,” said Stacey, pausing momentarily and resting her hand on Lara’s pink cheeks. “And these big baby diapers? Will you be trying these on too?” Lara felt a wave of indignation.  “No way! Those are just for that little bed wetter downstairs.” Stacey laughed. “If you say so.” She resumed the spanking, warming Lara’s cheeks evenly.  “Either way,” Stacey lectured, “you should know better than to have any naughty playtime in your little pull-ups before your homework is all done.” “I know…” pouted Lara. She lay still, taking her punishment. There was only a mild sting, and she began enjoying the warmth that grew in her butt and spread to her crotch.  Stacey paused and rubbed Lara’s rosy backside.  “Alright, I think that’s enough.” But she held Lara in place across her lap. “Although, I have been thinking…” Lara whipped her head around, suddenly very concerned for her exposed rear end.  “What??” she demanded.  Stacey continued rubbing, furthering stimulating Lara’s arousal.  “Well… I think maybe, what we did to Ted… it was just a little,” she hesitated searching for the right word. She settled on, “unfair.” Lara wriggled a little on Stacey’s lap, attempting to stand. Stacey held her in place and spanked her once.  “Ow hey! Speaking of unfair…” Lara fumed.  Stacey ignored her protest and just continued with her line of thinking.  “I mean, he definitely got what he deserved. It was his choice to go through with the party. And he suffered the appropriate consequences.” Stacey tightened her grip around Lara’s waist, resting her free hand on her thighs. “But we set him up. We’re at least partially responsible.” “So… what exactly are you saying?” Lara had a pretty clear idea of where Stacey was going with this, and she didn’t like it. But she wasn’t in much of a position to argue, still bent over Stacey’s knee.  “I’m saying I feel guilty about what we did,” retorted Stacey. “And,” she continued, with three gentle swats to Lara’s butt, “I should think you likely feel the same.” It was definitely more a statement than a question. Lara took a moment to think. As much as she was enjoying tormenting Teddy, as much as it turned her on, there was no denying that Stacey was right. They had acted cruelly toward their friend, and had yet to face any consequences.  “Ugh… you’re right,” Lara groaned, her tone again resembling a troublesome teenager. “So what’s our punishment?” “Well, we were only half responsible, if that…” Stacey said. She had clearly given this some thought. “I think the strap is appropriate. Maybe half a strapping? Three strokes each?” Again, Lara wanted to protest. But Stacey’s grip around her waist seemed to keep tightening, and her tone was very authoritative. As the more dominant of the two, Stacey’s word was usually law, and Lara knew it.  Lara sighed.  “Fine…” she begrudged.  “Good,” Stacey said as she smacked Lara’s bottom hard. She stood her up and handed her the pull-up. “Why don’t you finish up with whatever … ahem … I interrupted, then meet me in my room for a real Wednesday appointment.” Lara blushed as she took the pull-up. She felt so small, with her pants around her ankles, her rosy bottom exposed, a thin diaper in her hand. It was strange and embarrassing, but arousing. A smile curled in the corners of her mouth.  Stacey spanked her one more time as she turned to leave.  “Oh and keep that little diaper on when your done. I wanna see how cute it looks on you.” Lara just panted. She waited for the door to close, then slipped on the Goodnite and got back to business.

I'm a little older than you (11/12) but still a bedwetter who needs and secretly likes diapers.

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@Reddy I am also having surgery to remove my prostate and part of the bladder neck.  This is due to severe retention from BPH.  The procedure I will be having done is the HOLEP.   My doctor said do to the state of my sphincter (partially atrophied from years of overflow incontinence) I my not regain control.   I told her it doesn't matter as long as the UTIs are in the past.

I am a parent, my son is an adult . Now unless you plan to choose his or her life and make them wear diapers by your choice , you need to do the proper parental thing and potty train kids. So when you take the kid to school they will be able to use a restroom . Most schools will not take your kid until they are potty trained. I know when we started my son in kindergarten they asked is he potty trained, if not wait a year to start school .  It should  be the Childs choice to wear diapers after the potty 🚽 training years average ages unless they have problems holding . Now if your kid finds out about you or your wife wearing etc. Then answer in very veg answers depending on the age. I am not sure what age you can get them to without having them see things like dirty diapers in the trash etc. Then you can say mommy has an issue and needs to wear diapers. I have read about families that never potty train, but that takes the choice away from the child. I don't think  it's hypocritical at all to wear for fun and train your kid to use the potty . If a child wets the bed till teen years then you don't punish them, you can say things like its a lot of laundry so then give them a choice wear a diaper to bed to help you, or show them how to put the sheets in the wash. I do know most families both parents work, so it's a way to help out, it should never be used as punishment to help out with the laundry for wet bed after  an age, of say 12 yrs? I was doing laundry and some cooking at age 10.