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Ethan glared at her. There was no way he was letting her talk her way out of this. She needed to know that he meant business. ”Alright then, my ‘good little girl,’” he used air quotes to taunt her a little. “If you’re not going to move out, then lower your diaper, bend over the bed, and take your punishment.” He pick up the belt off the bed, doubled it and snapped it loudly against itself. ”You disobeyed me by leaving the corner. So now I have to spank you. That’s the way it’s going to be around here from now on. When you disobey me, you will be spanked.” Ethan eyed Kayla up and down. He tapped the belt against his palm. ”I’m waiting little girl,” he prodded her. “Or should I go get your suitcases?”

Ethan pulled off his belt. He tossed it on the bed. He knew it was time to draw a line in the sand. ”You have a choice to make,” he barked. “Either accept the new rules of this house - that you are a little girl who needs to do as she is told, or else be punished.” He pointed at the belt. ”Or, you can pack your bags and move out.” He eyed Kayla up and down. He definitely enjoyed the look of her in a diaper, and hoped she would opt to stay. ”I’m going to step in the hallway again and give you two minutes to decide. When I come back in, you can either be bent over the bed with your diaper pulled down, ready for your discipline,” he paused, then pointed at the dresser. ”… or get your suitcases and start packing your clothes.” Ethan turned on his heel and left Kayla to make her choice.

Ethan thought he heard a little scurrying before he came back in the bedroom. Was she out of the corner? He stepped back in the room and found Kayla fidgeting in the corner, looking very guilty. ”Did you stay put in that corner the whole time I was gone?” he pressed, with an edge in his voice. “Tell me the truth. I think you know this will be so much worse for you if you lie to me.”

Ethan stepped into the hallway to give Kayla some time to cool off and consider her situation. He knew she was going to fight him, but overall, Ethan was pleased with how Kayla’s punishment was playing out. The fact that she had wet herself during her timeout made everything so much easier. And then she willingly marched herself to the back to the timeout corner, her diaper crinkling all the way. She could have left, moved out and not had to endure this humiliation. But she was taking it. Ethan knew it was working. She was stating to learn her lesson. He again thought back to the many lessons he had learned himself growing up. Many of them the hard way. But he always knew his mother spanked him because she loved him. And he was better for it now. He was just doing the same for Kayla. He loved her and knew she could do better if she finally got the discipline she lacked as a kid. He was doing this for her own good. His mother would be proud. “Hmm…” he wondered to himself, “I wonder if she’d be up for babysitting…” He snapped out of his daydream. “Better go check on that little brat,” he thought as he walked back to the bedroom.

Ethan smiled as he watched Kayla crinkle off to the corner. She looked absolutely adorable with her pink spanked cheeks peeking out from the edge of her white diaper. He felt a rush from the new power he had over her. He recalled the excitement he had felt holding his girlfriend down over his lap. And now felt a similar excitement watching her pout in the corner. His excitement grew as he remembered the cute baby print diapers he had ordered for her. And all the outfits. She as going be his adorable little girl. Ethan turned and left the room, letting Kayla finish her timeout alone with her thoughts.

Ian smiled widely. ”Good,” he said, thumping her bottom and making her diaper crinkle loudly. “I’m glad you think they’re comfy. You’ll get used to them soon enough.” He squeezed her bottom gently through the padding. ”We’ll leave your little rhumba panties off for now. You can stay in just your diaper and your dress. That will make it easy for Daddy to check if you need changies.” Ian led his baby wife over to the closet and pulled out a bin of toys. ”Why don’t you stay in here and play, and get to know your nursery, while Daddy gets dinner ready.” He kissed the top of her head, swatted her bottom one more time left the room.

Ian smiled widely. ”Good,” he said, thumping her bottom and making her diaper crinkle loudly. “I’m glad you think they’re comfy. You’ll get used to them soon enough.” He squeezed her bottom gently through the padding. ”We’ll leave your little rhumba panties off for now. You can stay in just your diaper and your dress. That will make it easy for Daddy to check if you need changies.” Ian led his baby wife over to the closet and pulled out a bin of toys. ”Why don’t you stay in here and play, and get to know your nursery, while Daddy gets dinner ready.” He kissed the top of her head, swatted her bottom one more time left the room.

“Good,” Ethan said, stopping the spanking. “Now go put your nose in the corner. You have ten more minutes in timeout.” He patted her thickly diapered bottom. ”And this time, we don’t have to worry about any little tinkle accidents do we? Wittle Kayla is back in her diapies.” He thumped her butt again. ”Right where she belongs. Now march, young lady.” He sent her toward the corner of the room with a final sharp slap on her pink thigh. ”And remember,” he warned, “anymore fussing or back talking, and you’re going to get the belt.”

Pulling the diaper up between Gracie’s legs, he taped it on tightly. He ran his fingers along the leg cuffs to make sure it was a snug fit. Lifting her gently off the changing table, he stood her on the soft carpet of the guest room, now her nursery. Holding her in a warm embrace and patting her bottom softly, Ian asked: ”How do you feel baby?”

SMACK SMACK Ethan slapped Kayla hard just below her diaper, once on each thigh. ”What did I tell you about talking back and whining!” SMACK ”You WILL wear diapers 24/7. You will wear them until I decide you’re ready for big girl privileges again.” SMACK SMACK ”And if you whine about it again, you’re going to have a very sore bottom!” SMACK ”Do you understand, young lady?”

Ian picked up a diaper from the piles on the dresser and began fluffing it up. The diaper was all white, with little pastel baby blocks on the front panel. ”This one’s a little thinner than your pink diapers,” he explained. “We'll get you back in an overnight diaper in a couple hours at bedtime.” He lifted Gracie’s ankles, pulling her bottom up off the changing mat. He slid the diaper under her, then liberally powdered her cute butt before setting her back down on the waiting diaper. Ian smiled down at her as he powdered her front side. She looked so cute and helpless. He finally had a baby of his own.

“Yes!” Ethan dialed up the sarcastic baby talk. He pinched Kayla’s cheek. ”You should be excited! My little baby is gonna be so cute and sweet in her pretty pink princess diapies!!” He took Kayla by the wrists and brought her to her feet. He inspected her diaper, running his fingers along the leg guards and tugging on the waistband. He patted her butt firmly making a cloud of powder poof out around her. The babyish scent filled the room. ”There we go,” Ethan said. “This attire suits your behavior much better than those big girl panties. We’ll talk about how you’ll be able to earn back some adult privileges. But for now, it’s diapers 24/7. Understand?”

Ethan put a finger in her face and scolded. “You had better watch your attitude, young lady. I’m sure you know by now that I will not hesitate to spank you. If you think the hairbrush was bad, just wait until I take off my belt.” He dug in the nightstand drawer and produced a pink and white pacifier. Quickly sticking it between Kayla’s lips, he smiled. “There,” he said. “No more back talk or attitude from you, little girl.” He tugged the diaper up tight and taped it on. ”Now, I know these plain white ones aren’t very cute. But don’t you worry. I ordered some very special diapers online this morning. They’ll be here tomorrow. Wait til you see them!”

Ian picked up a baby wipe and dabbed Gracie’s cheeks, wiping away her tears. ”Aw sweetie. I’m so sorry all of that happened to you. But you are safe with me now, I promise. And you don’t have to worry about carrying all of that anymore. You’re my baby, and I will take care of you. I’ll make sure you’re raised better this time.” He started unfastening her diaper. ”The only thing my baby girl has to worry about now is being cute and filling up her diapers!” He giggled and tickled her tummy softly. ”Now let’s get you cleaned up. I’m sure you’ll feel much better once you’re in a nice fresh diaper!” He plucked several wipes from the tub and set about changing her diaper.

“Of course, sweetie!” Ian gushed. “It makes me happy that you like being my baby girl. And it makes sense that you might enjoy it. No more yucky big girl responsibilities, nothing at all to worry about. Just diaper changes, pacifiers, and cuddles from Daddy.” He kissed her cheek sweetly. ”You’re not a bad girl,” he explained as he worked her diaper cover down off her hips. “You just weren’t raised with any discipline. So we’re going to try raising you again.” He chuckled as he untaped her diaper. ”I’ve often thought about how different my upbringing was from yours. I can tell you, if I had behaved even half as childishly as you did, my mother would have paddled my butt into next week. She was always dragging me over her knee for the littlest things!” Ian lifted Gracie’s legs above her head and wiped her bottom. ”But I always learned my lesson when I got punished. And you will too, you’ll see.” He smiled at her sweetly.

“There there baby, it’s ok,” Ian said patting her bottom. “You’re right here where you belong, safe in your crib.” He held her close until she calmed down. Once she did, he squeezed her wet diaper. ”It looks like it was a good thing I diapered you for your nap, huh? You’re soaked! Let’s get you changed little one.” Ian didn’t give her a chance to protest. He scooped her up and carried her over to the changing table. ’Wow…’ he thought to himself, ‘I’m about to change my first diaper! Better get used to this I guess…’

“Good girl. I want to hear a lot more ‘OK’ from you from now on. Any more back talk or whining will result in a punishment.” Ethan lifted her legs in the air and began powdering her bottom. He surveyed his handiwork, admiring the small bruises forming on Kayla’s sit spots. He was pleased that she would still be feeling the effects of his discipline for some time. As he diapered her, Ethan explained the rules. ”Now, you are on diaper punishment until I say otherwise,” he said as he pulled the crinkly diaper up between her legs. “Under no circumstances are you allowed to take off your diaper.” He poked the padding around her crotch. ”The potty is off limits while you are being punished. If you have to make poopies, you can come and ask me. I’ll decide whether you’ll be allowed to go in the potty, or if you must mess your diaper. But ALL of your pee pees go right here.” He again prodded the padding, giving it a good squeeze. “Am I understood? Tell me what the rules are for your diaper punishment, and what will happen if you break them. I want to be sure we are clear.” He held the diaper at Kayla’s waist, waiting to tape it on until she complied with his request.

Ian ran into the bedroom hearing Grace’s cries through the monitor. He hurried over to the crib and dropped the side. ”Shhh.. shhh.. it’s ok,” he said, rubbing Gracie’s back. “It’s ok baby, Daddy’s here. Were you having a bad dream sweetie?” Ian's hand wandered down her back and gently squeezed her diaper. He confirmed what his nose had suspected - Gracie had soaked her diaper while she slept. It made him so happy that she was readily accepting diapers as her new potty. He was looking forward to getting her on the changing table.

Ian felt Gracie get heavier in his lap. He loved the feeling of holding her so close. He loved the feeling of patting her cute, crinkly bottom. He loved the sound of her nursing her pacifier. But he could tell she was exhausted from the shock of being disciplined this way. It must have been overwhelming for the poor girl. He knew she needed some rest. Once he could tell Gracie was fast asleep, he scooped her up with both hands under her bottom and carried her to the crib. He could tell her diaper had gotten even wetter, but he knew it would be good for her to wake up in a soggy diaper. It would reinforce her status as baby girl. Ian kissed the top of her head, quietly lifted the side of the crib, then stepped back. Gracie fit perfectly in the big crib. She looked so cozy, he almost wanted to get in and snuggle up with her. Silently leaving the room, he tiptoed down the hall to their bedroom and retrieved the baby monitor he had set up. He watched for several minutes while his wife slept soundly. ”Sleeping like a baby,” he smiled to himself, very pleased with how things had transpired that afternoon, and excited for what lie ahead.

“Well…” Ethan said as he unfolded the diaper, “your sister already knows. I had to let her know that you won’t be able to babysit for a while. She agreed with me that this is exactly what you need. ”As for the rest of our family and friends,” he laid the diaper out on the bed, “that is up to you. If you can behave yourself, then we’ll keep your diapers a secret. But if your behavior doesn’t improve, then I’ll parade you around with your diapers on full display. I’ll even yank them right down and spank your bare butt in public if I have to, no matter who is watching.” Ethan hoped the threat of such humiliation would be enough to make his girlfriend start acting more responsibly. But he wasn’t sure it would be enough. He knew he’d have to follow through on his threat if Kayla didn’t get her act together. ”Now lay down and let me diaper you.”

Scooping his wife into a big hug, Ian again felt the nurturing warmth he had been craving. Holding her tenderly in a big cuddle as she lay against him was everything he had wanted. He again noticed her chewing on her fingers. Reaching over to the diaper caddy on the dresser, he produced an oversized pacifier. ”Here baby,” he said, pulling her hand away from her mouth and urging the nipple of the paci toward her lips. “Just relax and suck your binky. This will help you get ready for sleepies.” He patted her padded bottom gently, encouraging her to just relax into his warm embrace and be his baby.

Ethan stopped the spanking. He pulled Kayla upright and spun her around to face him. Picking up a diaper from the stack, he held it up, almost right in her face. “This is the new normal around here, missy. You will be in diapers until I say you can have your big girl privileges back. When you misbehave,” he smacked her ass with the diaper, “you’ll get a spanked bottom.” He again held the diaper up right at Kayla’s eye level. ”What’s it going to be? Take your punishment? Or pack your bags?”

Grace was just too cute. Ian could see her embarrassment, as she fidgeted, chewed her fingers, and blushed. But he could tell he had made the right decision, making Grace his baby. Her admission that he was the boss, how readily she called him Daddy, agreeing to lay down in the crib for a nap. He knew she needed this. She probably even wanted it - she just never knew it. “That’s my baby,” Ian purred. “Come and snuggle Daddy.” He sat in the rocking chair and held out his arms.

“That’s right! Diapers…” Ethan didn’t loosen his grip on Kayla’s arm, holding her in the doorway facing the diapering supplies. ”You have been acting like an absolute BABY! So now it’s time to treat you like one.” He tugged her arm, dragging her toward the bed. ”Are you really going to stand there and tell me that you don’t belong in diapers? After you just wet yourself, while standing in the timeout corner, like a toddler?” He wrapped an arm around her waist and bent her over on the bed. ”With your… SMACK … red … SMACK … spanked … SMACK … butt! SMACK”

Ethan again grabbed Kayla by the upper arm. He raised his hand and delivered four crisp, hard smacks to her bare bottom. “Don’t you dare talk back to me young lady!” He continued spanking her as he marched her down the hall toward their bedroom. “This is exactly what we’ve been talking about. You think it’s MY fault that you peed on yourself? You need to take responsibility! If you can’t, then you’ll be reduced to baby status.” He threw open the door to their bedroom, revealing what he had laid out earlier that day. The large stack of plain white diapers sat in ambiguously perched on the nightstand. He smacked her ass one more time, propelling her into the room.