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I am convinced that my experiences of being kept in diapers as an older child were a combination of frustration, convenience and punishment by my mom whom grew exasperated by my constant accidents and lack of progress in mastering potty training after numerous failed attempts.  I have posted those experiences here a few times, but in direct response to the question of whether I was punished with diapers, I believe that punishment was part of my mom’s motive to try to stop me from having accidents and becomin gootty trained.  I say this because I remember her being very non discreet and saying things to me while keeping me in diapers or putting me back in diapers for having accidents even when I got much older.  

I was originally returned to diapers fulltime as a 4 year old after having one too many daytime accidents and made to wear them until I started school.  I remember her being very strict about my diapers and making me feel like a baby for wearing them.  It felt like punishment as I tried to get used to being in diapers again and deal with the unwanted attention from friends, family and others about my diapered status.  My mom would tell everyone I was not potty trained and had no desire to try, thus I was required to stay in diapers.  I felt very much like a baby again and slowly got used to being checked and changed on a regular basis as I lost what little control I had gained from previous potty training attempts.  It felt like punishment to be exposed in settings where I was the oldest kid in diapers around others and teased for it.  I was sent out to play but always had to stay close to home to have my diapers changed and other moms in the neighborhood treated me like baby too.

Once I was finally potty trained for school and out of diapers fulltime, my Mom had rules that if I wet or messed my pants, it was back in diapers as my punishment.  I wore these all in one plastic backed training pants to school and during the day, but if they got damp or dirty, my mom would take me to my room and diaper me for the rest of the day.  I was expected to use my diapers while in them and went to bed still diapered not knowing if it would continue in the morning or whether I was would return to my training pants.  I would usually stay inside while being diapered punished unless we were out running errands.  I would feel so small and insecure as my diapers bulged under my pants and crinkled as I walked.  It certainly felt like a punishment.  My mom would tell me I was acting like a baby when she discovered my trainers wet or dirty and ceremoniously march me into my room to be diapered.  Often I would be left in just a diaper and T-shirt around the house to remind me I was a baby.  Discretion was not high on her list and my diapers were kept in the open for the most part for others to see - stacked on my dresser, boxes in my closet and obvious to visitors and family members.

i would say that these experiences constituted being punished with diapers, although my mom has always said that diapering me was necessary and the only way she could deal with my lack of potty training.  It felt different and left lasting memories and feelings of resentment that took long to get over.  

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That serves a purpose. Gets the kid out of the house quickly. Living in your parents' basement started to be a thing with Generation X in the late 1970's and early 1980's and just grew into a large scale pheom with the Millennials

The damage did not seem to be permanent as most of the adults I knew were on good terms with their parents and from the stories I heard from them, during their childhood and adolescence it sometimes got pretty hairy

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14 hours ago, Harumaru said:

Judging by their other posts, I'm pretty sure they're just posting made up fantasies.

Yea I kinda figured that.  As when he was in school was probably back in late 80s and early 2000s and by then the school system changed and I know that the school teachers would not change some kids diaper and if they did not need it.

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Yeah, it's so interesting when people try and pass off their fantasies as real.  Yesterday on Diapermates a guy messaged me.  He said he was raised by his older sister who never potty trained him.  He says he's small and wears Pampers and she changes him in store restrooms on the changing table.  Of course, the profile picture shows whoever it is being of normal adult size  in an adult plastic backed disposable diaper and we all know that no one of that size is going to fit on one of those plastic fold down changing tables in your average restroom.  Fantasies are one thing, just realize we all know that is all it is when you try and pass them off to us as real life situations that happen.  Your only fooling yourself.

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Mom used to diaper me at night next to my younger sister. I didn't mind it but didn't really want to wear diapers because I wanted to be a "big boy". It wasn't as a punishment it was just for managing my bedwetter issue. I believe my sister was out of night diapers before me but not sure. I also wore "just in case" diapers with my younger sister at times. Those were not like a punishment but I remember hearing that I need to grow up like my siblings. The " just in case" diapers only felt like a punishment after my sister no longer had to wear them, but it was still for managing a problem. I still had day accidents after I started school from time to time but the " just in case" diapers  stopped after kindergarten and night diapers I think stopped before 1st grade. I still wet the bed often and had occasional day accidents but mostly at home thankfully. Mom would threaten me with diapers then but never did. I kinda wished I was still diapered at this time cause I still had trouble and it was easier, but really wanted to be a "little man" like my dad and didn't want to be seen in diapers by my friends so I tried hard. One day I had 3 accidents in a day. I think I was 7 or 8 or so. Not sure. After two stern warnings I wet again. I tried to sneak in the house to change as mom was really angry after the second time, but she saw me and grabbed me. Spanked me and pinned diapers on me in front of my sisters in the dinning room. No plastic pants as I was a little to big for the ones she had by this time. I was kept diapered for the rest of the day with no pants. Not sure if it kept going the next day or not. Not sure why the diapers were still available as my sister was out if them but remember the stack was still folded sitting in the "baby's" room. Any way she made me stay in the house like I was little and not allowed to hide when grandma came for dinner. I kind of wanted to stay diapered but was to humiliated to ever want to be seen diapered again. Mom never did it again and I think she did it out of fustration. If she would have asked me nicely if I preferred diapers I and not shamed me I would have jumped at the chance. But the picking on of my sisters and having to tell Grandma and dad why I was in diapers crushed me that day. After this I went in for doctor appointments and had a procedure that didn't really do much. But no more diapers. Ironically I would have jumped at the chance for night diapers if offered. I hated wetting the bed.

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I was threatend with being put in them in school.  It was said one chick had diapers on in class but that was never confermed.  If she did have them on she did not do any potty dance or squirm.  But that would have attreacted unwanted attention if that was the case.  If you start squirming and then stop most would be able to fill in that blank.

One kid had to stand on a stool while needing to pee.  His pants stayed dry so either he made it or maybe he was diapered.  Teach said to him "you can wet your pants."  That was the early 80's she was mean as hell if you were on her wrong side

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i had an accident at daycare and as punishment was diapered like a baby and was not given anything to cover up with so everyone could see it, which was extremely humiliating. the experience not only led to my attraction to diapers, but was also a huge contributing factor to my social and sexual anxieties

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Both of my parents were abusive. When I was 4 years old I wet the bed every night for several months. My mom would spank me in the middle of the night for wetting the bed, or in the morning. She would yell at me for wetting and I felt embarrassed and pathetic. I remember that she put a potty chair in my bedroom, hoping that I would use it in the middle of the night and she put me back into diapers. My mom ended up taking me to see a doctor and the doctor explained that I had growth spurts while my bladder did not keep up, so I had a very small bladder for my height and weight. I was scheduled for surgery to enlarge my bladder, when I came down with the Chicken Pox. Due to having Chicken Pox, it stung when I peed so I held my pee for three days, and as a result I naturally stretched out my own bladder. I stopped wetting the bed. I often wonder if my early childhood experiences have influenced my interests of putting my partners in diapers and giving diaper spankings. 

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On 1/14/2019 at 11:30 PM, MommyWigglebutt said:

Both of my parents were abusive. When I was 4 years old I wet the bed every night for several months. My mom would spank me in the middle of the night for wetting the bed, or in the morning. She would yell at me for wetting and I felt embarrassed and pathetic. I remember that she put a potty chair in my bedroom, hoping that I would use it in the middle of the night and she put me back into diapers. My mom ended up taking me to see a doctor and the doctor explained that I had growth spurts while my bladder did not keep up, so I had a very small bladder for my height and weight. I was scheduled for surgery to enlarge my bladder, when I came down with the Chicken Pox. Due to having Chicken Pox, it stung when I peed so I held my pee for three days, and as a result I naturally stretched out my own bladder. I stopped wetting the bed. I often wonder if my early childhood experiences have influenced my interests of putting my partners in diapers and giving diaper spankings. 

I would definitely say your early experiences helped to mold your desires for diapers.  It did for me as well except had the opposite effect.  My stepmother used diapers to humiliate me and when I became an adult I needed humiliation to be satisfied.  At first I tried putting my partners in diapers but I soon realized that I was the one that truly desires to be diapered and in a pretty pink dress.

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As a kid I was put back into diapers after having accidents.  I really did not want them and threw a fit when my mom decided t put me back into diapers.  It was one day when after school my pants were wet and then afterwards I was given a bath and then escorted back into my room where there was diapers, lotion, powder and wipes and then I was changed into a diapers and kept in them for the evening and part of the next fay

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Pretty certain mom diapered me more as a practical matter (bed wetting) than punishment.   However, she clearly thought diapers beyond infancy were disgusting and never hesitated to tell me such.  Whatever the motive, she left me with a compulsion to relive my childhood bed wetting diapers and all.

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I wouldn’t exactly consider this to be a punishment especially when you take into account the fact that I was wearing Pampers 24/7 for 2.5 years because I had begged to be put back in diapers when I was 4.5. But my mom caught me in a soaking wet diaper when I was 8 and she made me get dressed (with my diaper completely exposed) and took me to the store and bought me 2 boxes of Pampers and I was returned to wearing diapers 24/7 for another 2 years. 

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On 1/15/2019 at 3:41 PM, WBxx said:

Pretty certain mom diapered me more as a practical matter (bed wetting) than punishment.   However, she clearly thought diapers beyond infancy were disgusting and never hesitated to tell me such.  Whatever the motive, she left me with a compulsion to relive my childhood bed wetting diapers and all.

My Mother was the same

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Being forced to wear diapers could be either a mechanism to keep ones clothes and bed dry or abuse.  I had friends when in grade school  that were punished with diapers or the threat of diapers which was wrong then and now. I also had one close friend that also was a bed wetter that was kept in diapers once home from school. It really affected him and now, to this day has medical and mental issues due to that and other things that his family did to him when he was younger. I was born in the late 80's and never had a strong bladder to begin with. My parents never tormented, threatened or abused me by putting me in diapers. Now, i will say that at points i could tell that they were extremely frustrated when my bed would be wet or when I'd wake up and my PJ's were damp but NEVER was I ridiculed, forced or made fun of for having to wear them and need them by either of my parents. At sleep overs I was picked on a few times but i don't believe that that has affected me adversely. What i will say though is having needed to wear as a child and doing so did impact my views on diapers and use of them. I'm 32 Years old and about 7 years ago years ago after numerous doctors, specialists, medications and muscle therapy chose to just cut the medical crap out that wasn't working and wear diapers 24/7. I originally only has issues with night wetting but in my early teens developed stress and urge incontinence. That has only worsened with age. I accept it and who I am with having to wear 24/7. Is it easy?, NO! I will say it is much more convenient that endless appointments with no improvements, endless co-pays or medical bills with zero progress and definitely better than most of the side affects of the medications.  

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I was a teen in the 80's, and I watched my mother and grandmother respond to accidents among their daycare charges with diapers and plenty of humiliation associated with being a baby.  These kids were only 3, 4 years old, but their parents went right along with it.  Again, it was the 80's, people had less of an issue with psychological abuse.  I have a vague recollection of my grandmother doing it to me when I was probably of similar age, after I didn't quite make it to the bathroom.  

I have no doubt that these events shaped my desire to diaper my partner and baby her.  

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I had two incidents when I was put back into diapers. The first wasn't so much a punishment, but it was embarassing. I was 5yo and staying the night at my grandma's and since my cousin was there as well and a bedweetter she had figured it would of just been easier to diaper us both for the night. I remember fighting with her about it, since I had never wet the bed ever, but it was also exciting, and after she put the diaper on I couldn't get my mind off of it for the entire night. Since it was a routine for my cousin he was enjoying the company of not being singled out. In the morning he even told our grandma the next morning we wanted to continue wearing them and even wet them, unfortunately she wouldn't change us into a fresh one (I think she was too cheap) so if we decided to use them we had to change back into our underware. She was completely ok with us wetting them, which we both did and wore knowing we werent gonna get changed all the way until lunch. The second time when I was 6yo and my mom was dating this douchebag, he was awful and abusive in so many ways (no need to get anymore into that), but one of his threats to me when I would cry was to put me into one of my little brother's diapers. Eventually he made true to his threat while I had been whining, and said "if your gonna act like a baby I will treat you like a baby." I think by this time I knew I had been attracted to the idea, but in this situation it was nothing but humilation, which he had me strip in front of him and put on the diaper myself. Afterwards I had to sit on the stairs in his view while in timeout with only a t-shirt and a diaper. This lasted for 15mins of me bawling, and finally he let me take it off and change back into my big-boy clothes...

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We had a nanny at home, she lived in the same house as us. After a few wet nights, she put me in front of the family and insulted me violently. She discussed with my parents and said that I need diapers again. My parents didn't mind and my sisters laughed at me.
She sewed on the sewing machine from old fabric, big diapers and from old rubberized fabric, she made over trousers for me.
In the evening I had to lie down on the chest of drawers which she had covered with a heavy old hospital rubber. She pulled my legs far back until my backside was well visible and then I got an extensive smack on my backside until it glowed red. I screamed like a little child but she did not stop.
Then she stuck me in the diapers and rubber panties.
From then on I had to sleep every night in diapers. My two sisters raised me therefore and told it to all in the neighbourhood.

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I was made to wear nappies on long car journeys as I often wet my pants. My sister always saw it as a great source of amusement. I just didn't care. I usually wet them in any case.

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