Diaper punishment stories

[Babyguy]

When I was 13 I got suspended for laughing at a kid with autism who wore diapers. I was told on for being a bully to a kid with special needs. I didn't know he had special needs I thought he was just weird. My mom had a soft heart for handicap people and was furious and embarrassed. After a meeting with the principal and Special Ed teacher she decided to pull me completely out of school and home school me. My mom worked from home and explained that my punishment would start tomorrow and she wanted me to know how it feels to be different. The first day my mom picked my clothes out for me which to my surprise included an old Rugrats shirt that barely reached my waist, very short shorts that didn't reach my knees and old fire truck tighty whities that set in the back of my underwear drawer for years. I was taken to a daycare ran by my mom's best friend. I knew something was up because my sister who was a senior in HS got to stay home while I was forced to go to a daycare ment for kids too young for kindergarten. I thought I'd be there working as a punishment but was treated just like the kids. I had nap time, arts and crafts, play time, same rules applied. Although I was 13 I looked younger, young enough to pass as 11 and get discounts for kids at restaurants and theme parks. When I was picked up we immediately stopped at a medical supply store where mom held my hand and walked me inside. A lady who was roughly my mom's age asked if she could help us find anything and to my horror mom asked if they sold youth sized diapers that would fit me. The lady smiled and led her to the diaper isle and pointed out attends pull ups but mom requested diapers with tabs. We ended up with prevail youth diapers and she bought 5 packs, plus diaper rash cream, baby powder, baby wipes and a few plastic panties. There was so much that the sales lady and another worker helped carry it all to my mom's Ford Escape. When she lifted the back hatch and placed all of the bags in she told me to climb in the back and lay down. I started to argue then was abruptly lifted up and laid down. She immediately depansed me and removed my firetruck tighty whities. She pulled a diaper out and lifted my legs like a baby placing it under my butt and before I knew it I was diapered up. I was taken home in just my Rugrats t shirt and diaper so I could see my knew attire. When we got home she led me inside where my big sister was waiting and smiled at me as we walked in. I was set down while mom and sis carried my new products to my room. I was given new rules.

Id be diapered 24/7, and had to use them.

I couldnt speak unless spoken to.

I couldn't change myself that would be up to my mom or sister.

I had to be under adult supervision at all times.

I couldn't dress myself. And at home could not wear pants. Just a diaper.

My bath time was 6:30

My bedtime was 7:30

I could not watch anything past a PG rating.

I had to hold hands with an adult anywhere outside the house. Mom or my sister.

I could never go outside alone.

I had to be respectful to my sister and always listen or my punishment would last longer.

If I acted up in anyway my punishment would last longer.

My room was basically empty with my clothes bagged up and dresser, TV and gaming console in the garage. There was nothing but an old white crib, a changing table and a diaper pail. It hit me that this is what they were working on while I was in daycare. That she intentionally waited till she picked me up to buy my diapers. I was bathed by my mom who was basically teaching my sister how to properly wash me and yes she used baby shampoo. I was walked to my room naked and lifted by my armpits to the changing table. My mom then taught my sister how to wipe me and how much cream and powder to apply. After that I was given a bottle and put to bed. That night I wet myself for the first time. When I woke up my sister was checking on me over the bars of my crib, she was baby talking me and said, “ it looks like someone needs his diaper changed.” Mom watched as my sister removed my wet diaper and pulled my legs up over my face. She wiped me down, applied diaper cream and powder then diapered my bottom snug. I was led to the leaving room where Barney and Friends was playing on TV. Mom set me on her lap with a blue pacifier in my mouth while my sister got ready for school. Mom would frequent sit me on her lap or cradle me in her arms especially when feeding me a bottle. My mom had ordered what was called a Hercules special needs car seat for teens. That straps you in just like a babies car seat and fit me perfectly. Only they stay locked in place. We went clothes shopping for shirts more baby like. With cartoon characters like paw patrol and cars. Most of the shirts she bought me were a size too small and the shorts did a terrible job of hiding my diapers. She also bought overalls with white dots, light up velcro shoes with the incredibles on them and a new diaper bag. We also bought a big white reusable swim diaper, that I would wear in our above ground swimming pool. While we were out I had to hold Moms hand everywhere and eventually I had to go poop. I tried to hold it but in one small push it happened. Mom first smelled it and kept making exaggerated sniffing faces. She asked me in a loud voice, "Did you go poopie?" I said no in an attempt to hide it. A girl a little bit taller than me and a couple years older noticed the exchange and kept her full attention on us. Mom put her hands on her hips and said," I think you telling me a fib? Let mommy check" She turned me around and first gave a sniff test then pulled my shirt up and my diaper back as far as it would go and checked me right in the middle of the store. This was more embarrassment then I could bare and I broke down and had a tantrum. Mom then picked me up and carried me to the ladies bathroom and told me, "At this rate I'd never be out of diapers." The girl who noticed fallowed behind us. Mom changed me on the koala station in the ladies room while the cute girl was in there. The girl was pretending to fix her hair in the mirror but really just wanted to see me get changed. While Mom had my legs pulled up and was wiping me the girl introduced herself as Stephanie and said I was extremely cute. She asked how old I was and my mom said 13 and explained that I was kicked out of school and was being treated like a toddler again. Stephanie said was a babysitter with experience changing diapers. She gave my mother her number and eventually was hired. Stephanie even gave mom a very big highchair that she could squeeze me into. She called it the naughty chair and if I acted up I had time out in my highchair. I always ate and did my homeschool work for the highchair. Stephanie became best friends with my sister and was around frequently. She even gave us one of her old one piece bathing suits that mom used on me like a onesie even though it was girls swimwear. To her credit it did a good job at keeping a full diaper in place. It was white with multi colored poka dots. I was treated like a baby like that for about two years. Everytime I thought I was almost done my sister or Stephanie would tell on me for something prolonging my punishment. I got so use to using them that I still need diapers to sleep in to this day.