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Were you ever punished with diapers but then liked it?








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I have a good story. It starts with loving it, then hating it, then loving it again. Rinse and repeat.





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I have wondered a lot of times if this is why I have grown such an attraction to diapers.
When I was young 4-6 years old I started having #2 accidents. My mom would give me a stern talking to and ask if I needed pampers. Is it possible this was a traumatic life experience for me that in turn has caused me to have the want for a diaper self security device ? I was never abused physically but I’m not sure that it’s normal for an event that happened at such a young age to stay fresh in my mind in my thirties.












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was wetting the bed always leaking thru pullups ect (i was 8ish) & step mom grabbed me pinned me down and put my step sisters diaper on I loved it low key & unfourtunerly woke up dry prolly cos it was on so tight
she was a bitch but she added fuel to the fire everytime xD

was wetting the bed always leaking thru pullups ect (i was 8ish) & step mom grabbed me pinned me down and put my step sisters diaper on I loved it low key & unfourtunerly woke up dry prolly cos it was on so tight
she was a bitch but she added fuel to the fire everytime xD

As far as I know I haven't been punished in such a way as a kid. Only as an adult, with consent, by other abdl's

The whole thing with a punishment in a bdsm context, is that there should be a certain kind of discomfort, but in the end you should be able to enjoy the situation.












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I was never punished but more or less threatened by it by my step dad
I remember when I was little, I wet myself after I was out of nappies so that night my parents put me to to bed in one of my younger sisters nappies as a punishment. I remember how good and secure it felt being padded down there again and I think it was this in the back of my mind which has give me the fetish of wearing nappies today at 38





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I was never diaper punished, but I remember a neighbor who was younger than me, like 2, showing me how he can go number one or number 2 in the bush outside of his front door, his parents caught him and brought him inside and proceeded to diaper him as he cried, it was a punishment I guess and they closed the door and I went home. I think it inspired my urge to steal diapers at the babysitter when I had to sleep there that same year, or maybe a year later.
I remember I was confused as I did not know what number 1 or number 2 was referring too. That boy was only a year or so younger than me I think, the closest of his siblings to my age, I believe they were a Mormon family. They had like 7 kids. Its weird the stuff I can remember
No, sadly I was never “punished” with diapers. I did have a girl on my street who was though.





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When I was growing up wetting the bed and having day time accidents, my parents made diapers basically mandatory for me. So having to wear diapers wasnt a punishment itself. But if I was being punished, it usually included me not being allowed to wear pants at home to have my diaper visible and not being able to hide it, or sometimes having my toilet privileges taken away for the evening at home, or being forced to cut the grass in only my diaper and a t-shirt. Being punishments, I didnt grow to like them, but I just had no choice but to do them.
9One of my first remember in my life: I probably had problems and soiled my pants, I was around 3 1/2 to 4 years old.
My parents told me I was to going back to diapers. I fought as much as I could against that humiliation and I remember the particles of cellulosis flying around as my father was trying to put the diaper on me (and I was trying to destroy it at the same time).
Of course I ended diapered and, as I was still arguing, my father told me: "Half an hour". It is for me also the first remember of a time lenght in my life.
But I remember I was confused because of my inner feelings (Of course it is adults words and the way i interpret it now). I was ashamed about wearing a diaper but was loving it at the same time. Impossible to share that feeling with my parents of course and after th 30 minutes I removed my diaper. I think it was my first sexual experience (of course no penetration, no orgasm, but that strange feeling in your lower body that I'll understand so many years later).
I don't know why , but around 6 I started to soil my underwear again. I think mainly because I waited too late to go to the toilets. I don't know why it stopped around 15.
Once in a while my mother was upset and was remembering me what happend to her gran brother who had to wear a skirt at scool (before WWII) because he had wetted his bed.
It was sounding so erotic to me..... But I could not spoke about!
I know I was crossdressing at 9
I stole diapers and sanitary pads were it was awaiable.
Nowadays, I can assume what I like. Buying, wearing diapers, sex toys, chastity cages, dildoes...
Most of my clothes are women's even if I pass as a man





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My story is really weird. I wasn't exactly "punished" with diapers, but it was a really weird experience. When I was about 6 years old, I recently had a cousin born. As a joke, my family decided to give me baby stuff as a "gift." One of these gifts was Goodnites. I have wet the bed a few times in my life, but never enough to need diapers. After receiving the "gifts," I freaked out and they told me it was all a joke. I then walked up the stairs in our apartment a little bit later and something really weird happened. My mom's boyfriend at the time came out from hiding behind the top of the stairs and grabbed me. He then ended up starting to put a Goodnite on me. I was resisting as hard as I could, but he got the diaper on me. After that, I ripped it off and ran in my room. I don't remember much of what happened afterwards. However, I remember seeing the diapers in my mom's closet for awhile after the incident. I'm 19 now and still remember the incident pretty clearly.

[...] they told me it was all a joke. [...] I was resisting as hard as I could [...]. I don't remember much of what happened afterwards.






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Wow.. that all sounds really bad. I suppose you must've been utterly shocked and traumatized at the time. What you are describing is not a joke, it is abuse.

I wasn't punished with diapers but last wet the bed at 13 but mom always protected your ego.When my wetting returned about 50 my wife after a long talk diapers were the answer she would not do wet bedsheets so not punished per say no option no funny stuff.





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i was put in cloth diapers by my mum when i was 8/9 for misbehaving at church. i was taking home and told to lay on a cloth diaper (terry nappy) after a lot of crying and saying no i gave in and she pinned the cloth diaper on me and sent me to bed. it didn`t happen again, i knew bk then i like diapers but it was hard to accept my mum doing it.

Also been told i started school and was still wearing diapers but i am not 100% on that myself. someone told my i was sent for the belt with another kid and he came out crying and i came out laughing, when asked why i said because i have a diaper on. not sure if i was a late toilet trainer but i did see a couple of pictures of me sitting up in just a diapers and i looked older than a baby (3/4).












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Almost sort of… When I was six and seven, I was friends with this kid named Richie in these apartment buildings we lived in. Richie had this odd thing where he liked to take a dump outside, and then wipe his butt with leaves or whatever foliage was available. I was always nervous to partake in trying to do so, but I used to laugh a bunch as many kids our age would at such a thing back then.

Well, one day I finally decided to poop outside too as he dropped his, so I squatted down and did my business. I remember doing my best to wipe myself with a leaf and then went about my day. Fast forward to later that night, and my dad was helping change me into my pajamas. All I remember when he pulled my underwear down was him yelling out to my mom "He crapped in his underwear! Why is he crapping his pants? We're going to have to put him in diapers!" Given that the year before I had re-discovered how amazing diapers felt, I was really excited at the thought of my parents putting me in them. I think my dad was reacting that way also because I was occasionally wetting the bed. Obviously he had no idea that the reason my underwear was a mess was because I was being a weirdo and taking a dump outside with my friend and failed to wipe my butt well enough! Sadly, I was not put in diapers by my parents. If only I could have made the realization that if I mess my underwear or wet the bed a few more times, they just might have done it. But, I guess my mind didn't know how to think like that back then.

Here's a side note on the whole Richie thing that's pretty funny and gross, all at the same time. Whenever Richie took a crap outside, he had this weird quirk where he would pick it up with his bare hand and take it into the stairwell of the apartment building. The stairwell was essentially outdoors, but it was encased in brick. In other words, it was sheltered from the weather, but there were no doors. So once in the stairwell area, he would throw his dung log at the wall as hard as he could and it would stick with a big SPLAT! At any given time that you would go in the stairwell, their would be three to five piles of poop stuck to the wall in various stages of drying out. And it stunk! Of course, I would watch him do this while in a hysterical laughing fit , but I was never able to bring myself to pick up my own poop and fling it at the wall (thankfully). On top of all this, his dad often came home in the afternoon shortly after Richie's latest fling, and Richie would run and jump into his arms and give his dad a big loving hug, without his dad not knowing of the filth that was on his hands . I could only imagine what the residents were thinking that summer as to why it smelled so bad and why there was always poop on the wall. Anyway, I thought I would share this random story that makes me laugh every time. I hope Richie is doing great in life right now!





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When I was a boy I got spanked, corner time or mouth soaping for wetting my bed. But it did not cure me at this time 1960 it was quite normal


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This story has happened about 3 years after my first diapered punishement. It was summer and my parents started potty-training our youngest brother- David. He wasn't doing great job of it, but if i remember correctly - none of us were, when we were his age. My parents started buying pullups for him. But more often than not, if Daivd decided, he would actually try to go on toilet and not in his pants, by the time he got to potty, his pullups were already swagging full (or stinky). One day, I was brushing my teeth in bathroom, and I heard that David was coming. To my suprise, as he come in bahroom, his diaper (or more accurately - pullup) was still dry. He sat down on potty , and I tough "Seriusly, right now? I'm brushing my teeth!", but on secund thought - did I really wanted to change him? I continiuned with brushing, as suddenly I see James sneaking in bathroom in the mirror. I gave him a weird look, but he put his finger to his mouth, signaling me "sush". David pulled down his pullup,, not seeing his older brother just behind him. He closed his eyes trying to concentrate so I could afford to turn annd see what James was doing. As David started to push, James quickly grabed pullups by its sides and slided it back up oon Davids butt. Even more funny was, that David didn't even noticed it. I barely holded my laughter back, and i could see James had the same trouble too. David opened his eyes, looked down, and put on most confused face hecould find. We bursted in laughter, which confused him even more, so he stood up and looked in potty. Valeria came to bathroom to see what was going on. She looked David in his stinky pullup(even if she missed the big bulk in back of his pullup, she couldn't miss the smell), looked and us, and looked back at David. Now she gave us a strict gaze an said:" You shouldn't make fun of him. I know, it's already his fourth time this week, he didn't make it, but you to werent masters of the potty when you were his age. And yes, I'm looking at you James.". "But Val, we are not laughing at him, because he filled his pants on the way to potty, but because he filled his pants ON the potty. I sneaked upon him and pulled his pullup up and then he ... hahaha... then he messed himself" James explained the situation. Seeing transmition from strict face to bursting laughter on Valeria was hilarious, and I laughed even more. All would be fine, if David would't started crying. Mum rushed in and it was time to stop laughing. Mom asked what was happening, and Valeria explained. Oh boy, she was mad:" James, do you have a slighest idea how many problems me and dad have with potty training David. It is hard enough without you trying to desroy any progress we had". She might be less furious at him, but earlier this morning we found out, that someone robbed cookie jar, and all traces led to James, but because "lack of evidence" as my mum jokingly called it, she decided to let it slip this time. Well, now was she mad double time. Me and Valeria took david to room to calm him, and didin't hear the rest of conversation. Of course I had to change his pullups. Later we heard mum talking to dad on phone but thought nothing special at it. To our suprise, when dad came home, he brought large box of Pampers with him. Mom explained that they were for both David AND James. They (parents) had enough problems with changing diapers and potty training, so we (kids) will have to put matters in our hands. They will buy diapers as long as they have to, but will not change single diaper from now on. Meaning; James would have to wear diapers as long as David does, and all changing would be donw By me,Valeria or James. To be continued...

I really didn't look forward to this weekend. My parents were invited to some stupid motorcycle trip and of course I couldn't go with them. No, I will have to stay with auntie Sarah and my younger cousins, Mia and Emily. Great, a lone boy in house full of girls, that will be surely as fun as Monday’s homework. But maybe it will not be as bad, I thought to myself while we were driving to their house. Mia is almost as old as me, auntie Sarah usually lets me do things, that my parents wouldn't allow, and I
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