Spanky

The heaviest that I've been able to get them, without leaking is about 7 pounds. That's soaked with a big load of poop in it.

Today I'm in a wet and messy Rearz Daydreamer diaper. I love making it turn yellow.

It would have to have a big wooden spoon and a paddle hanging on the wall by my changing table for when I'm naughty and a wooden stool in the corner for corner time after my spankings.

Sounds like fun. Step 3 should be more, harder, painful swats, I think. I'd add steps between 2 and 3 and between 3 and 4 where the poopy diaper wearer would get corner time, sitting on a hard wooden stool. Maybe one final step that involves sitting in the corner one more time.

I'm sitting here in a poopy Adventure Puffs diaper right now. It feels really good and I feel like there might be more poop on the way.

Today was my last Tykables Soggers diaper that I have in my stash. Just wet it today, really wet it. Awesome diapers.

Big potty regret today. I have the house to myself and got diapered, but had a FedEx delivery coming, so I didn't want to be stinky. We'll, I really did, but couldn't. Anyway, I had to drop a big load in the toilet before I put my Tykables Soggers diaper on.

Today, I'm wearing a Poopy Puppers diaper. I just love these Tykables Puppers diapers

Came home from work today and put on a Tykables Puppers diaper and now I'm sitting here in a Poopy Puppers diaper. I pretty much filled it and wet it as soon as I got the tapes fastened. Feeling really good right now and hopefully I'll have another Poopy in my diaper before I change it.

I just love the feeling of a messy diaper. The feeling of the mess squishing around all over my butt and up between my legs is amazing. I kinda have a thing for diaper discipline, too. Long periods of time in a wet and messy diaper kinda fills my fantasy of being punished with diapers, even though I truly enjoy it. I even enjoy the slight tingly sensation that I get if I'm in my messy diaper long enough for it to start to cause a little bit of skin irritation.

I don't use it very often, but I do like the smell of old Desitin. The last tube of Deitin I bought didn't have a smell

Changed out of my super soaked and really messy Rearz Critter Caboose diaper and into a Tykables Soggers diaper

Was messy for over 8 1/2 hours today. Was going to change a little bit sooner, but we had a Thunder Storm going on and didn't want to get into the shower. Had over 14 hours worth of pee in my Rearz Critter Caboose and a couple of messes. It was super swollen and heavy. Changed into a Tykables Soggers diaper now.

I woke up to my Dad rubbing my shoulder. Come on Josh, time to get up. He patted my butt. Boy is your diaper full. We'll get that changed after breakfast. Come on, get up, he said as he left my room. I rolled over and sat up in bed. I felt the poop in my diaper squish up between my legs and up the front of my diaper. I had to pee and let it flow, warming up the front of my diaper and it felt a little soothing. My butt felt warm and tingly and itchy and I really wanted my diaper changed. I looked at my clock and it was almost 9am. I got out of bed and started to head downstairs to the kitchen for breakfast. My butt felt tight and still a little sore from the spankings yesterday. Good morning Josh, Mom said as I walked into the kitchen, still groggy from waking up. I really need my diaper changed Mom. I know, we'll do that after breakfast, she said. Sit down, your Father and I want to talk to you. I reluctantly sat down at the kitchen table. The wooden chair made my poop squish even more in my diaper. Mom gave me a big bowl of cereal and a glass of prune juice. Please don't make me drink that again, I pleaded. My Dad said You're gonna drink it, you better learn to like it. I almost said no, but I caught myself. They didn't look like they were in a very good mood. Things are going to change, son. You are way past the time that you should be potty trained. If you don't want to try the potty, then you are going to get more and more severe spankings at your diaper changes. And, you'll no longer ask for a diaper change. We'll decide when to change your diaper. You'll still have a choice to try the potty or get a spanking and diaper, but once you're in a diaper, you'll stay in it until we decide it needs changed. If you ask for a change, or tell us it's wet or messy, you'll stay in it even longer. But Dad. Dad interrupted and said, no Buts, holding his finger up. Mom chimed in, and we'll give you plenty of diaper checks. Whenever you poop your diaper, you'll be spanked and get corner time, sitting in your mess. I started to cry. Dad said you want something to cry about? You treat this like a game. You need to get potty trained for school in the fall. It's really simple, just start using the toilet. You can control it. You hold it in when we set you on the toilet. Now eat your breakfast so you can get out of that messy diaper. Yes sir, I said. I ate my bowl of cereal and reluctantly drank the prune juice. Good boy, Mom said. She gave me the two green little pills and poured a little more juice. Take these and we'll get you out of that diaper. I took my Nullo pills and washed them down with that awful prune juice. Okay Joshua, head up to the bathroom and we'll get you out of that diaper and get you a bath. I climbed off the kitchen chair and slowly walked up the stairs to the bathroom. I couldn't wait to get out of the diaper, but knew that I was in for my diaper change spanking. I got to the bathroom and peed my diaper one more time before I got changed Mom followed me into the bathroom and closed the door. She started running the water in the tub, adjusting the temperature. Then she pulled off my PJ's, unsnapped my onesie and pulled that off. Okay, lay down. I sat down on the bathroom floor and felt all the poop squish around again. I laid back and she unfastened my diaper. She grabbed some wipes off of the counter and set them on the floor next to me. She pulled back the front of my diaper and said WOW, that's a lot of poop. You really made a mess. It's all the way up the front of your diaper. She used the top of the front of the diaper and wiped the poop off of the front and down between my legs. She picked my legs up, lifting my butt up and wiped the poop off. It stung a little bit. Then she got wipes and finished cleaning me up. It took several wipes. It stung as she wiped. You're starting to get a diaper rash, you'll probably want to decide to use the potty today mister. She pulled the diaper out of the way and set me down. Okay get into the tub, she said as she turned the water off and rolled up the diaper. She washed my hair first and rinsed it out with the shower head. Then she lathered up a washcloth and washed my arms and torso. Okay, stand up so I can finish. I stood up and she washed my legs and then my diaper area. It hurt when she washed my butt, especially my butt crack and sit spots and crotch. Mom, that hurts. I said. I'm trying to be gentle, but you're starting to get a diaper rash. You'll probably want to use the potty today. I reluctantly said no, I don't want to go on the potty. Whatever, that's your choice. Mom finished bathing me, rinsed me off and got me out of the tub. She opened the drain and started drying me off. There's the potty, son, you can use it. No, Mom, I don't want to. Okay then, head to your bedroom and your Father will be in. I cringed, knowing what was going to happen. I looked at the toilet, but didn't want to give in. I slowly walked down the hallway to my bedroom, naked. I sat down on my bed and waited for my Dad. A moment later, both Mom and Dad walked in. He grabbed his paddle off the wall and set it down on the changing table. Then he pulled out a diaper and a Pull-Up out from under the changing table. I was full of terror, waiting for the inevitable. Dad grabbed the paddle again and turned to me. Okay young man, this is your choice. He had a Pull-Up in one hand and the paddle with the overnight diaper in the other hand. You pick. You try the potty and wear the Pull-Up or you get paddled and diapered. You pick. Tears started rolling down my cheeks. I didn't say anything. We'll mister??? I blurted out I don't want to use the potty! So, you want the paddle? He laid the paddle and diaper on my lap. No, but I don't want to go to the potty. You only have two choices young man, if you don't want to try the potty, then you must want a paddling. I started to cry more. Come on Joshua, make your choice. I slowly pointed to the diaper. So you want your butt paddled? Dad said. Answer me! I guess. Okay. Dad grabbed the paddle and diaper from me and put the Pull-Up back. He gave the diaper to Mom. She opened it up and put a booster pad into it. Then she laid it out on the changing table. Dad set the paddle down on the changing table, next to the diaper. Then he turned, grabbing me and picked me up and plopped me down on the fresh diaper. Lay back Joshua. He said. Please, just let me wear diapers, I don't want paddled. Lay down, this is your decision Dad said as he gently pushed me back, onto my back. He grabbed my ankles and pulled my legs back over my head, lifting my butt up into the air. My Mom grabbed my hand and held them out of the way. Dad grabbed his paddle and rested it on my bare butt, rubbing it back and forth a little bit. We're going to double your diaper change spanking from 3 to 6 swats. Plus, you will get six more swats for hitting your sister last night. He gave me 3 taps with the paddle, which stung a little. Are you positive that you don't want to use the potty? You don't have to get this paddling, son. It's your choice. It's easy, just go to the toilet. I just cried and didn't answer. Tap, tap, tap, three taps on my butt. You're butt is already in pretty bad shape, son, your last chance to get out of this paddling. He gave my butt cheeks three more taps and rubbed the paddle around. We'll??? I felt the paddle lift off of my butt. I cringed and waited for impact. He set the paddle down on my bare butt one more time. 12 swats, it's your last chance son. I just closed my eyes and cried. Please, no, I don't want to use the potty. Okaaay, then I felt the paddle raise up one more time and then CRACK! OWWWWW. The pain was insane. I couldn't move at all. I just bawled with the incredible sting. Dad set the paddle back down on my butt cheeks and rubbed it around a little bit, giving me a little bit of relief to the sting. I'll give you one last chance. Do you really want to go through with this paddling? Alls you have to do is try the potty. Just say it and you won't get paddled. I just bawled. I really started to think about using the potty, but I didn't want to. He rubbed my butt with the paddle a few more moments. I didn't respond. Then I felt him push down on my ankles a little bit more, lifting my butt up a little bit more, then CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! The pain was just unbearable. I felt the end of the paddle set on just my right butt cheek. CRACK! That evens it out a little bit, he said. CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! I felt the paddle set down and line up on my right butt cheek once more CRACK!!! Dad set my legs back down and then he hung the paddle back up on the wall. Mom continued to hold my hand back so I couldn't rub my butt. Dad picked my legs back up a little bit and repositioned the diaper. He set my legs back down and pulled the front of the diaper up between my legs and fastened the tapes. Mom said, I'm going to let your hands go, don't you dare rub your butt or you'll get some more. I was just bawling uncomfortably and couldn't answer. Dad picked me up and set me down on my stool in the corner. It was really hard to sit. Now don't you move or you'll get it again, Dad said. I squirmed side to side and leaned forward and backwards trying to get some relief, but nothing helped. I didn't get up, thought because I knew that they would spank me some more. After about 15 minutes, seemed like hours, Mom came back into the room and said that I could get up. I stood up and my butt felt super tight and hot and swollen. She got out a sweatshirt and put it on me. She said it's pretty nice outside, you can go out and play in the back yard.

I laid there in bed, whimpering, rubbing my sore butt through my thick diaper. It was so sore and felt really hot. I couldn't help but think about what would happen when Dad got home from work. Would he beat my butt even more? I needed my diaper changed but couldn't stand the paddling that would come with it. I peed my diaper again and rolled over onto my side, trying to get comfortable. I must have finally dosed off, but I woke up hearing a car door shut. I looked at my clock and it was 11:42. Dad was home from work. What would happen? He really beat my butt last time I hit Lisa. Would he paddle me tonight? I heard the front door open and close. I pulled the blankets up a little bit more and curled up in bed. I could hear him and Mom talking downstairs, but couldn't make out what they were saying. I could hear the TV come on. It seemed like an eternity while they talked and talked and talked. It was about 12:30 and the TV turned off and I could hear them coming up stairs. Here comes a paddling, I thought. The bathroom door closed and I heard the water start running. Dad was getting his shower. Maybe I was safe, for now. The water turned off and a few minutes later, the bathroom door opened. A moment later, I cringed as I heard my doorknob turn and my door open. Terror shot through me. I didn't move, pretending to be asleep. A moment later, my door closed again. Relief came over me. I wasn't going to get a paddling, at least that night. The calm that came over me was quickly interrupted by some strong stomach pain and cramps. I curled up trying to relieve the pain. A few moments later, I had to poop really bad. It just started coming out and a massive flow of poop filled up my already messy diaper. A second wave of poop came out and I peed again too. A third, smaller wave of poop came out and spread throughout my diaper. My tummy felt so much better, but my butt cheeks and crotch area were tingling and uncomfortable covered with all that poop. I really needed a diaper change, but was afraid to get in trouble getting out of bed. I just laid there and finally fell asleep.