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Now listen to Mummy.

I’m going to be super busy with work this week, so I won’t be around much—but you know just how much I care about your wellbeing and stress levels, don’t think for a second that my absence means you're off the hook...

So here’s what you're going to do.

I want you to make sure you relieve yourself, I want you to do cummies, but only when I say so.

Don’t let all that tension build up too much—self love is important to Mummy remember? But we have standards in this house, don't we? ...and I expect you to meet them.

I want you feeling good, not frustrated, and my poor baby struggles if he's pent up, doesn't he?? Not that you recognise it...

That little brain of yours just doesn't work...

But first, you’re going to sit there and show Mummy exactly what you do with those silly little fumbly hands. Go on—don’t be shy.

I want to watch you try and make cummies.

It’s adorable, really, how seriously you take it, like you actually know what you’re doing...

Oh and I’ll be stopping you when your breathing gets all funny and your little face goes all blushy...oh baby, you're just the cutest...

Don't worry, I'll be pointing out every little mistake, telling you to put more effort in for Mummy, setting the pace, maybe some words of encouragement—because clearly someone needs a lot of help!

Good thing Mummy’s here to teach you properly…I want 100% effort...as always.

Tell Mummy, on a scale of zero to five...how close are you to cummies?

Ohhh, only a 4.5?

...try harder for Mummy...

Faster.

Keep going baby...

That's my boy...⭐❤️

"Shoes off sweet boy," I said the moment he stepped in the door, it was late. "Phone on the shelf."

He sighed, taking his shoes off.

"Work's done, no need to think anymore, you're home."

It was an intense day, he looked exhausted- lost in that pretty little head...

"You didn't have time for lunch again", I said. Not a question. A fact.

"Mummy can tell..."

He shook his head. "My meetings ran over. I was going to, just grabbed something on the trai—"

"Shhhh", I cut in, soft but stern. "You're done making decisions. Bathroom. Now."

He didn’t argue. Just nodded, already unbuttoning his shirt as he headed up the stairs. I had the bath ready with his favourite bubbles. He paused when he saw it.

"Oh Mummy..."

“Let Mummy help you do a big boy peepee first..." —I stood behind him, my hips pressed against his back, my hands making my way round his waist, unbuttoning his fly as his trousers dropped to the floor...— "I take care of what’s mine, and you are mine." I whispered in his ear as my hands held him, his body relaxing into mine.

"Now, flush the toilet and get in the bath."

He did as he was told.

Once he was settled in the water, I sat on the edge of the bath and gently washed his face and hair, taking care to not get any soap in his eyes. I worked my way down his body, neck, shoulders, arms- washing away the day...

I watched as the assertive, directing man with never ending responsibilities slowly melted into my baby before my eyes.

He didn’t need to perform or initiate here, he needed to feel safe and protected. I took my time making sure he was clean and dry.

Then we brushed our teeth together, took my time applying baby lotion, talc, gently wrapping him in the biggest diapee I could find and my favourite tortoise pyjamas.

"Time for bed." I peeled back the sheets- he shuffled under, so sleepy...

"Come here Gorgeous boy" I whispered as I climbed into bed next to him, pulling him close to my chest and pushing his favourite dummy between his lips.

"You’ve done enough. Let Mummy take care of the rest."

Stroking his hair and covering his face with the tiniest kisses, I whispered: "I’m so proud of you, you know? You worked so hard today."

I held him a little tighter, letting my hand rest gently at the nape of his neck.

My strong, brilliant boy—peaceful in my arms, exactly where he belonged.

He was mine to guide. Mine to protect. His eyes closed and his breathing slowed to a rhythmic pace...

And now, finally, he could rest knowing he was safe, wrapped in Mummy's love...

❤️

"Have you had any water this morning?"

I ask the question softly, but my eyes lock onto his. I don’t look away. I watch him.

There it is—the flicker of guilt, the way his gaze flinches just slightly before that little crease forms between his brows.

He doesn’t answer. He doesn’t need to.

"Say it," I murmur.

"I… forgot," he admits, voice low. Shameful.

I take a step closer. "No. You ignored it. There’s a difference."

He opens his mouth—probably to argue—but I raise a brow. One slow lift, paired with unbroken eye contact, and he shuts it again.

"Water." I say, the word sharp as a command.

He grumbles something under his breath as he turns toward the sink, but he goes. I don’t even have to repeat myself.

He fills a glass and starts to drink.

"That’s one," I say smoothly. "Pour another. That attitude earned you extra."

He pauses mid-sip. "But Mummy I don't like water and I have lots of meetings this afternoon and I’ll have to pee..."

I walk up behind him, close enough that he can feel me behind him. My voice brushes his ear.

"And whose fault is that?" I ask, soft but firm. "Do you think being careless with your body doesn’t come with consequences? Remember how important your kidneys are."

He swallows. I don’t even have to see his face to know he’s blushing.

He starts pouring the second glass and turns around to look at me making my way over to the rug.

I point to the floor and he knows it's his cue to come and lay for changies.

"Can I just use the big boy toilet today?"

I remain silent as I kneel down and pull over his changing bag, open it and start to pull out what I need.

"This is non-negotiable, and I don’t want to hear another word about—"

I stop mid-sentence as I turn and see him.

He’s standing there, arms crossed, a little spark of defiance in his eyes—testing me.

I let the silence stretch.

I lock eyes with him.

"Come. Here. Now."

He doesn’t move. Stubborn boy...

"I'm not asking again."

His arms drop. His shoulders dip.

"Please, no diapees today...these meetings are important..."

His voice wavers—but it’s enough. I know what’s coming.

"But Mummmmy I don't wanna..."

Here he is.

My little whiney boy.

I say nothing. Just lift one eyebrow and point to the floor in front of me. One sharp, deliberate gesture.

His eyes widen, just for a second. A soft sigh leaves him, full of resistance he doesn’t have the strength to act on.

He drags his feet, slow and sulky, but I don’t move. I watch him.

Each reluctant step is a little surrender. A quiet admission.

When he finally reaches me and sinks to the floor, I let the silence hang.

"Look sweetie..."

I pull his dummy out of the bag and push it between his lips,

"...stop being such a fussy boy. You have said yourself that this afternoon is going to be busy, if you don't have to leave your computer to do pee pees it will be easier. Have we already forgotten our little accident the other day? 'Little Mr Leaky Pants"

I gently *boop* his nose with my index finger then yank down his trousers and 'big boy' pants.

"Bum up for Mummy"

He does as he is told and presses his hips into the air as I slide a fresh nappy under his butt and he starts to lower them...

"Nah uh, Keep them up now for Mummy."

His tear filled eyes watch as I reach into the bag and pull out a second diapee and position it on top of the first.

Some inaudible muffled words attempt to navigate his dummy but it's pointless, I can't understand him. Silly baby...

"Shhhh. No talkies. Two nappies for my fussy boy" I say as I open his legs and push his knees up to his chin... "Hold them up for Mummy"

Taking my time, I gently swirl cream around his cute little hole with my finger, smooth some talc in my favourite creases and carefully tape up both nappies.

One on top of the other.

I direct him as he reluctantly places a foot, one-by-one into the legs of his trousers and shuffle them up to his hips. It's a tight squeeze over all that padding.

"There. Now you're ready for your big boy meetings."

I reach out with both hands and I pull him to a seated position so his face meets mine.

He doesn’t resist. Just lets me guide him, pouting the whole way.

That little frowny forehead of his—creased in the middle like he’s trying to stay mad, trying to hold onto some tiny shred of pride.

I let my thumb brush over the wrinkle.

"Such a face," I murmur, as I lift his chin up with my hand, more amused than anything.

"You pout like you’re not the one who put yourself here..."

Oh sweetpea, you're grinding so hard on Mummy's leg, are you excited about something?

Do you want to play grown-up humpies?

*Giggles*

What was that sweetie? I can't hear you...use your words...

You want to do it like you see them do in the films?!

Oh Pudding, both you and I know you're just a baby so you won't be able to manage it properly, but that's ok with Mummy...we can play...

Let me untape that big soggy nappy, it must be so heavy and BULKY inbetween your legs!

Oh my goodness! It's so warm — and FULL!

Has the big wet diapee got you all excited? Does it feel good rubbing against your little special bits???

So cute...who's Mummy's soggy botty boy??? Is it you?!

I think it might be....

Now, come closer to Mummy...

I want you between my thighs...

I need you to feel how wet you've made Mummy's pussy—

—not in a pissy way like your diapee...

That's it baby, just hold still.

There's no pressure, you'll probably get too overwhelmed...

Let Mummy's hips do all the rocking...

Keep still. Hold on tight to Mummy's hips...

All you have to do is lay there and look pretty while Mummy rubs against you...

Feels nice huh? — Mummy using you to get off like this...

...but don't forget- we are pretending to do grown up humpies- just playing...it can be our little secret...

"So an Oxbow lake is when a bend in the river becomes cut off from the rest of the river and forms a natural lake..."

We'd been walking around the lake, talking, holding hands for an hour and I'd made the mistake of saying how I thought some parts of geography were cool...

Cue Little Mr Info-Dumper...he'd not stopped talking for 25 mins- it's a good job he's cute.

I couldn't take anymore, I needed to relieve myself so badly.

I yanked him off the footpath into the trees.

"Where are we going?"

"I need to pee. RIGHT NOW - and I need your help, we haven't all got the luxury of a padded botty you know..."

I'd been procrastinating for ages but I was on the brink of pissing my knickers.

I pointed at the grass Infront of a tree- "Sit there like a good boy and hold my bag..."

He did as he was told, sitting down and taking my bag with both hands, fumbling with the strap, his eyes wide...

Standing Infront of him I hitched my sundress up around my waist, pinning it with my elbows.

I know he loves Mummy's knickers, his curious eyes dart immediately to my crotch.

Oh baby, sometimes I forget how much you like to watch- such a curious little bean. "Wanna watch me pee pee ba—"

"UHUH-yes please Mummy" he said nodding so much I thought his pretty little head might fall off.

I giggled.

"Wow, take a second to think about it why don't you!"

He squirmed and turned crimson.

"Okay—" I pulled my knickers down to my knees and squatted to the ground, thighs spread wide to ensure the best view for my sweet boy.

"Make sure you concentrate good for Mummy ok?"

My eyes closed and an involuntary moan left my body as I relaxed, accompanied by the hiss of my pee. A wave of pleasure pulsed through my clit as the relief of emptying my bladder came over me, fuck it felt good after holding it for so long.

I focused back in on his face, eyes intensely watching everything, I knew exactly how horny he was getting...

Come on baby, don't be shy...

...if you're a very good boy I'll let you feel how warm Mummy's Diapee is...

I spread the blanket across the grass and begin unpacking the picnic I thoughtfully prepared— the sun is shining, it's a beautiful day.

"Sit down baby, it's time for some lunch"

He sits down with his legs crossed and looks up at me patiently. 

"Mummy, after we eat can we do the kisses???"

"Of course we can!" I giggle, "Make sure you drink plenty, we don't want you dehydrating do we? Cause that would be bad!"

He shakes his head furiously.

After the long walk, he drains the juice in one go and makes quick work of his lunch. We lay kissing and touching on the blanket in the sun, the world slowing around us- until I notice him starting to wriggle.

"Are you ok poppet? You're getting figety."

"Uhmm..—" he squirms, "I-I need to, um…—" his voice is so soft and quiet, there's a little frown forming on his forehead. 

"I need a wee wee Mummy..."

I adore him when he's so desperate.

It was a mistake letting him wear his big-boy pants today.

"Awwwww, see this is why you need diapees- then we don't have to worry about things like this. Do we?"

There's a long pause...

"No Mummy."

"Now be a good boy and get onto your knees."

"But Mummmmmy, people will seeee"

"Oh sweet boy, no one will pay attention to a baby doing a pee pee in public..."

I pull gently- but firmly on the buckle of his belt, lifting his hips up so he's on his knees and start slowly unbuttoning his jeans.

His cheeks flush with embarrassment, but he does as he's told as I position myself behind him - my body pressed up against his. 

Wrapping my arms around his hips and I feel his hands move to assist mine—"No touching! That's Mummy's job" — Feeling the inevitability of the situation, his hands drift to his sides, and he let's out a little relenting sigh...

I reach into his pants and pull him out, aiming at the grass and whisper into his ear;

"Okay baby...now just relax. Do a big wee wee for Mummy...Then we can get back to the kisses."

Oh sweet boy, you have no idea how much Mummy needs you.

After a long day you're the only one who can help.

I crave your grabby hands reaching for me as soon as I walk in the door, I'm exhausted and drained.

Soothe my busy mind and tired body- it's your job to make Mummy happy at the end of the day.

I want to feel your mouth all over me, pleasuring me in a way that only my boy can do...

I want that beautiful face nustled between my legs where it belongs... feeling your cheek pressed up against my thigh as you kiss me slowly, fully belonging to me.

I need to feel each gentle suck and flick of your tongue, as you please me- pushing your fingers deep inside...feeling my hips start to buck and the pressure start to build...

"...I'm so proud of you baby..."

That's it beautiful boy, do your best to make Mummy moan, you're the bestest at helping- such a keen bean to please...I love that...

You're the bestest...

And when I'm satisfied, and only then, I'll pull you up to snuggle beside me in bed, you're sleepy-

"Oh sweetie, I can feel how hard tasting me has made you"

You haphazardly attempt to grind against my thigh.

"Even through all that padding! Such enthusiasm for Mummy!" 🥲

Your eyes are heavy, you're fighting it- I can tell...

"Let's put your dummy in—"

I giggle

"—You look so pretty with my juice all over your face"

I lower my hand to your hip and pull open the tab on your diapee, slipping my hand in, pulling you towards me, slowly guiding you inside me... squeezing around you.

"It's so warm and wet for you. See...That feels good doesn't it.?"

You let out the softest little sigh as I wrap my arms and thighs around you simultaneously.

"Shhhhhh..."

With me gently kissing your forehead and stroking your hair you drift off to sleep, all safe and warm in Mummy's love...

"Nunight my gorgeous boy, sweet dreams..."

💋

I can tell he's stressed—he's been quiet this morning. I can feel the tension in his body… it's a big day.

"Lie down for me."

"No, I don't have time."

"LIE DOWN."

Mummy's having to use her firm voice today.

"I don't want to wear a nappy today! I'm t—"

The last bit of that sentence leaves his body silently as I gently—but firmly—shove him backwards onto the bed. He lands with a soft thud, and his towel falls open.

"Mummy, please!!—" I can hear the panic in his voice. "I can't wear a nappy today, it's an important day with the presenta—"

"NO TALKIES."

I push his dummy in and hold it in place. He reluctantly starts to suckle… he's going to resist me today.

I wrap his towel around my hands and take extra care to dry all the contact points between his legs and bottom.

Using my forearm as a horizontal lever, I force his knees up to his chin and slide a big, fresh nappy under his bum. He's a strong boy and pushes against me, but he's not as strong as Mummy.

He hasn't got a chance.

"Keep that wriggly botty still!"

I press his hips down onto the soft padding.

"There really is no point in fighting this, poppet. It's happening, whether you like it or not."

Using my knees I pin his thighs to the bed.

I squeeze the nappy ointment onto my forefingers and warm it in my hands before slowly massaging it into his delicate parts, paying special attention to his beautiful little butt crease and hole.

I watch him melt before my eyes, the resisting eases.

There he is.

Mummy's magic hands...

I pull up the front of the diaper and bring the tabs round to stick in place.

I hook my finger into the leg cuff and trace around his thigh; first the left, then the right- making sure all the ruffles on the edge are untucked. We don't want any leaks now do we?

I hear a huge sigh of submission leave his cute little nose.

"Now. You're all ready for your big important presentation..."

"I've got a special treat for you today sweetpea..."

I say as I reach into the draw and pull out a pretty pink diapee.

He looks up at me with those big pretty eyes and I see his cheeks flush, he's sat on the edge of the bed where I left him...

I changed him into a nice clean diapee and dressed him in my favourite outfit.

He looks adorable 💙

"Mummy is going to spend the whole day with a padded bum like you."

I see him shift his weight in his seat with anticipation, it makes the yummyest soft crinkly sound.

"...Now. Mummy doesn't *need* to wear a diapee like you, Little Mr Stinky bum - you have no choice. Some people can't be trusted in big boy pants can they!?"

I see the tears begin to pool in his eyes.

"But Mummy I AM a BIG boy."

He protests.

"Shhhhhh...no talkies"

I push his favourite dummy in between his lips, he begins to suckle...and I hear a soft little sigh leave his nose.

I lift up my dress, and pull down my knickers, dropping them to the floor at his feet.

I see his eyes dart directly to what's between my legs...my boy loves Mummy's pussy...

I always catch him having a sneaky peak 🙈

I unfold the diapee, lay it on the bed next to him and sit onto the soft white padding.

I wiggle around to make sure it's positioned perfectly. The gentle crinkles of the material combined with the soft padding pressed against my clit does wild things to me...

I let out a soft moan.

I pull up the back section around my hips to meet the front, his curious eyes follow my every move...

I stand up to face him, his perfect little face in-line with my now padded pussy.

Looking down at him I cup his chin with my hand and lift his head so his eyes meet mine.

"Now. Be a good boy and help Mummy secure her tabs...

...If you help me get it comfy I might let you hold your hand against it later when I need to go pee pee- you can feel how nice and warm it gets as I fill it...."

"It's time to check that diapee-butt sweetie, have you made a yummy warm squishies for Mummy???..."

I whisper into his ear as I stand behind him. He's been sat there for hours...

I turn his computer chair around and pull him towards me, taking his little hands in mine, he looks up at me with those big pretty eyes...

His cheeks flush with a rosy glow as he looks away and I enjoy watching him squirm.

"but Mummmmmmy..."

He protests.

"I'm busy working!....I am a big boy!!!"

He genstures towards his computer screen and whines under his breath. I notice his voice start to break. I giggle. I love him all whimpery.

"Now sweetie, I know you're playing grown-ups, but you need a check...You've been so engrossed in that screen, I bet you haven't even noticed you needed a pee pee..."

He visibly squirms and his bottom lip starts to show...

"But I AM a big boy!!"

He huffs- frustrated- he stamps his feet.

I can't help but giggle again, but try to hide it when I notice a little frown appear on his face. It melts me.

He's so cute when he resists...

"No sweetpea, you're not a big boy, you're a baby... And you're my baby and you're wearing a diapee..." I say softly.

"Big boys don't need diapees now do they? Big boys don't need diapees because they know how to use the big boy potty..."

I gently slide a finger into the waistband of his jeans, exposing the top of his cute diapee, the soft crinkles accompanied by his pathetic little moans are the most beautiful sound...

💗💗💗💗💗

Too Many Chances

“I can’t believe you would embarrass me like that! What were you thinking Audrey?! We have been over this way too many times now. I’m very disappointed in you tonight. I want you to go wait in the restroom and think about what just happened while I say goodbye to my colleagues, I will come get you shortly.” I scold her, so frustrated that she let this happen again. She sniffles and brushes the tears away before she hangs her head and walks off to the restroom like she was told. I know I was a little hard on her but she needs to understand this isn’t something to brush off. She’s 26 and having accidents in her pants like a little girl. I tried to get her to wear a pullup tonight for the event so this could have all been avoided but she obviously lied about listening to my instructions.

The drive home is quiet aside from her sniffles. I know she’s upset so I’m giving her the time to calm down. She stiffens as we pull into the drive, remembering what’s next.

“Okay, Audrey… go wait in your corner upstairs. I’ll be up shortly.” I instruct her. She visibly cringes but doesn’t say anything as she makes her way upstairs.

The punishments and lectures aren’t working for her. They help with certain things but her accidents haven’t improved. I think it’s time to try a different tactic since scolding and basic punishments aren’t working. If she wants to act like a little girl, I’ll treat her like one. Maybe a childish treatment will be a better approach like I was reading about. About a month ago I bought a sample pack of adult diapers as a backup threat for her. I haven’t brought them up yet and I think I need to do more than threaten her with them.

She’s waiting with her nose in the corner like she was told and I can’t help but smile. I come in and start taking my tie and cufflinks off, not addressing her yet. I watch her fidget in anticipation. Finally, I let out a sigh and she goes still.

“Come on over, sweetie, we need to have a chat.” I tell her. She turns, tears still in her eyes. She’s pitiful but so cute like this. She walks up to me sitting on the bed, knowing she has to stand so she doesn’t dirty the bed. I start undoing her dress pants for her, noting how soaked they are. After peeling her wet pants and panties off along with her blouse, she stands in front of me naked. I know she’s embarrassed because she’s blushing like crazy and chewing on her lip.

“I know I was harsh earlier at the event and I’m truly sorry for upsetting you. I shouldn’t have been so mean, I’m sorry sweetie. I’m not happy about your little accident but I should have handled it better. You know this can’t keep happening though, big girls shouldn’t be having accidents like this. You’re 26 but keep wetting your pants and ending up over my knee and getting corner time like a little girl. Do you like this kind of treatment, sweetie? Are you having accidents on purpose for this attention?” I ask like I’m actually talking to a little girl.

Her eyes go wide in shock at my questions. “N-no! Of course not, Cole! I don’t like any of this, I can’t help the accidents. I’m really sorry for embarrassing you but none of this is necessary and I’m trying to get a handle on them.” She apologizes to me.

“You can’t help the accidents, sweetie?” I ask softly. She shakes her head no with a sad look on her face.

“Okay then, I think I have something that will help you after your spanking. Yes, you’re still getting one. Come on over my lap, it’ll be over before you know it.” I tell her, not giving her a chance to ask questions or argue. Her spanking goes as it always does, she cries and begs for me to stop, promising she’ll be good and do better. I soothe her afterwards, holding her and rubbing her back, praising her.

“You did such a good job sweetie. I need to grab something for you, go back to your corner for me.” I say softly, kissing her on the forehead. She listens, siffling over to the corner.

I wonder how she’s going to act when I bring out her new underwear…

"Hey babygirl, how would you like to cash in on your reward from your sticker chart today?" I asked her.

"Ooh yes please, Daddy! Can we go to my favorite ice cream place and maybe the park?" She asks me with adorable excitement. How can I say no when she's that cute.

"Of course we can baby. Daddy needs to finish getting you dressed and ready first, go wait in your nursery." I instruct her. She's definitely getting her reward today, but she won't be doing it as a big girl.

"Okay baby, let's check your diaper. Ah ah, don't hide... Oh sweetheart, you're absolutely soaked. Hop up on your changing table, it's definitely time for a diaper change. I was going to let you wear a pullup out but you're clearly not ready yet." I inform her while I'm starting on changing her soaked diaper. I was really going to let her wear pullups if she wasn't too wet, poor girl. Now I'll have to add a booster for our little outing.

"Daddy I can wear pullups like a big girl! I promise I'll keep it dry, no diapers please! Please please, I don't want to get laughed at!" She's pleading with tears in her eyes. She knows her reward is going to be a very embarrassing trip out now.

"Baby, that's enough. My decision is final. You should feel nice and cozy in your fresh diaper, what do you say to Daddy?" I asked her, wanting her realize her place again.

"Thank you for changing my soaked diaper, Daddy" She chokes out between sniffles.

"You're very welcome, baby. Now let's pick out an adorable outfit for you, I bet all the pretty girls at the ice cream shop will be jealous of the outfit Daddy picks." I pat her fresh diaper and head to her closet.

"But Daddy... I know the girls at the ice cream shop. I don't want them to see me like this, they bullied me enough in highschool." She reminds me like I don't remember. Of course I remember, this isn't our first trip there.

"Nonsense, I'm sure they'll think you're adorable sweetheart. Daddy will be there to hold your hand. No matter what they say to you I want you to be extremely polite to them. Maybe you should tell them how pretty they are. Grown up girls love hearing that."

"But Daddy!" She protests with a shocked look on her face.

"No more buts, that's enough. Let's finish getting you into your cute outfit so we can get going." I tell her as I start dressing her.

She's in tight heart print leggings with a shirt dress that is a little short. Velcro vans with cute socks and a bow in her ponytail. She's absolutely adorable but those girls will probably. tease her. Her diaper will be soaked and drooping by the time we get ice cream and she won't be able to hide it. This will definitely be a reward she'll always remember.

My Best Friends Sister (Pt. 3)

Three weeks had gone by since I found out about Katie's little problem and had been taking care of her. It’s been quite the adjustment for the two of us. I really hope Katie will learn to accept my help more and ease up on the bratty behavior. For a 26-year-old, she doesn’t act her age unless she’s at work or school.

We're all three on our way to the airport. Connor is spending several months overseas for a work project and today is the day he leaves. This is one of the first summers we won't all be spending together and it's a little sad but I'm happy for him.

"I'm going to miss you so much! I'll send pictures and call all the time, and you guys do the same!" Connor tells us as he's hugging us goodbye.

"And Katie, I know you're a grown woman but Connor is in charge of you while I'm gone. I expect you to listen and respect him and I'll be checking in frequently. I don't need any sass on it, that's all I need to say. I love you so much, sis." Connor tells Katie very seriously before giving her another hug goodbye.

_____________

The ride home was a little awkward and sad. I could feel the mixed emotions from Katie. I knew she was mad that her brother talked to her like a child but she would get over it.

"Hungry, Sugar?" I ask her.

"Hmm... Yeah I can eat. Can we order takeout?" She asks me. Takeout is usually not the norm since Connor and I both cook but I think tonight calls for relaxing.

"Sure thing, you pick it and I'll order." I tell her, watching the grin spread across her face.

We end up with a huge spread of Chick-fil-A across the coffee table at home. Katie picked a Disney movie to watch while we eat and she's finally relaxing. I make a mental note of how much soda she's had because it's almost time to put her in a diaper for bed.

I pause the movie and I'm met with a very grouchy "Heyyy!" From Katie. This will be interesting...

"Come on, Sugar, it's 7:30. Time to put your diaper and PJs on. We'll make it quick so we can finish the movie before bedtime." I tell her lightly, trying not to make it a big deal.

"Jace! I want to finish the movie first, don't ruin my evening! I'm perfectly fine right now." She snaps out.

"I'm going to give you one more chance to do this the easy way. If you don't take it then you're going to be a very sorry little girl. Come with me, please. I'll make it as quick as possible so we can watch the rest of the movie." I tell her sternly. I watch her jaw tense and I can tell this won't end well for her.

"No. I'm finishing the movie now." She states and picks up the remote to press play.

"Oh no you aren't, Sugar. You're not finishing it at all tonight now. It's time for your spanking and then your bedtime diaper." I tell her as I unplug the TV. Her jaw falls open and then snaps shut in fury. I don't give her a chance at talking back this time. I pick her up and throw her over my shoulder and bring her to her room. She keeps shouting to put her down but I'm ignoring it. I set her down once I'm ready and make her look at me.

"This bratty behavior needs to end. I've been nothing but nice to you and this is how you repay me? I'm trying to take care of you and help you, there's no reason to act like this. So here is what's going to happen, Sugar. You're going to bring me your hairbrush. And then you're going to bring me all of your diaper supplies and ask me nicely to help you after your spanking. This is what's going to happen every night this week since you haven't let up with your bratty behavior. Do you understand?" I ask her.

Her lip quivers but she's still furious and doesn't want to answer.

"One... Two..." I start the countdown.

"I understand! I get it, I'm sorry." She huffs out and starts walking towards the bathroom for her brush. She brings it back and reluctantly hands it to me.

"Now go pick out your diaper and bring me all of the supplies. Don't forget to ask nicely for my help." I remind her gently. She blushes but does what she's told. Coming back with her hands full, she shyly asks me "Jace... Will you help me?"

"Sure, Sugar. What do you need help with?" I ask her with a smirk. She's bright red now.

"Uh... will you help me put my diaper on later?" She asks quietly.

"Of course, I'll help you, that's probably hard for you to do on your own. I'll help you after your spanking." I tell her as I start pulling her pants and panties down. Her panties are wet and I thought she had an accident at first but then I realized that's not it at all. I'll let her tell me why they're wet.

"Oh my, it looks like I should have diapered you sooner. It looks like you've been dribbling in your panties. Tsk tsk. Come on over my knee, I'll clean everything up afterwards." I say nonchalantly. Her eyes go wide in shock.

"No no, I haven't dribbled at all! I swear!" She protests as I pull her over my knee.

"Then why are your panties so wet?" I ask her seriously. I'm met with silence.

"Katie, I asked you a question. Do I need to start keeping you in pullups during the day for the dribbling?" I ask, knowing this will end well for me either way she answers.

"No" She sobs out. She's softly crying, sounding defeated.

"No? How about diapers then if it's more of an issue." I suggest.

"Jace, please, I didn't dribble in my panties. I couldn't help it, I'm sorry." She cries out to me.

I pull her back up and sit her on my knee so she's facing me. Her face is red and I can see tear tracks.

"What's the matter, Sugar? It's okay to need protection during the day." I tell her, keeping her eye contact. She shakes her head though.

"I know that you know, Jace... " She says, hanging her head.

I lift her chin up so she meets my gaze and ask innocently, "Know what, Sugar?"

"It's not pee." She barely squeaks out.

"If it's not pee... Then I think there's something you need to tell me." I tell her and her eyes go wide but her mouth stays shut.

"If it is pee, I'll make sure you have daytime protection too." I offer as a choice to avoid this conversation. I know she doesn't want protection during the day but it won't hurt her.

"No no! It's- I- well- You turn me on when you're in charge." She stumbles out.

"Sugar, I'm always in charge." I quip back with a huge smile but she doesn't return it yet. Instead, she gulps

"I know." Is all she says and then I understand.

My Best Friends Sister (Pt. 2)

I closed the door and let out the breath I didn't know I was holding. Connor turns to me, serious concern all over his face. I put my finger to my lips, motioning him to follow me out to his balcony.

"What's going on, is she okay?! You were in there forever!" He shouts, clearly concerned.

"Calm down, she is okay. There's a lot to tell you so just get comfortable." I tell him as we sit down. I run through almost everything and make him agree to listen and respect her wishes. Reluctantly, he agrees and I know he'll stick to it. I think he only agreed because I'm allowed to take care of her and he knows I'll fill him in when needed.

"I sent her to bed early because she was so stressed so I'm just going to check and make sure she listened." I tell him as I stand and he nods.

"You've always been really good for her. She respects you and so do I. You have my permission to do anything it takes to help her through this." He tells me and I nod knowingly.

I slowly crack the door to check on her, not wanting to wake her if she's sleeping, but unfortunately that's not possible. I swing the door open and startle her. She snuck into my room and took her laptop back.

"Well, well, well. Looks like you just landed yourself in big trouble, Sugar. Save your work and hand it over, now." I bark. She knows I'm pissed and listens quickly.

I put the laptop down and drag her by the arm to the way we were sitting for our talk earlier. Except this time, I grab her face so she can't avoid looking at me. "Was I not clear earlier? This was for your own good and you couldn't even manage to follow a simple instruction? You're smarter than that, Katie. You know what comes next. Since your bedwetting problem is back, so are your childhood punishments. Bring me your hair brush, little girl." I ordered, and she jumped up from the sheer force of my tone.

“Please, Jace, we don’t need to do this. I’ll go to bed.” She pleads.

"You disobeyed a simple bedtime and it was very important, I can't let this slide. You're almost an hour after you were supposed to be, you're getting 30 strokes on the back of your thighs. Right under your now wet diaper. Come on, over my knee." I grabbed her arm to guide her over. She started crying and begging.

"Please, please, Jacey, I'm too old for spankings. Please don't do this, your spankings hurt. I'm so sorry, I promise I'll listen! I'll go straight to bed." She sobbed.

She used to call me Jacey as a little girl and act just like this. This all hits a lot different now. The annoyance I used to get from her bad behavior isn’t the same. I loved hearing my nickname come out of her mouth again.

"You're never too old for spankings from me, especially when you're back in diapers. I know you're sorry and you will be at the end of your spanking too. Now come on over my knee. Don't waste more of my time." I said as I pulled her towards my lap again. This time she let me. I was glad she was wearing a diaper. I think it hid how much this was turning me on. I tried to make it quick for us. She was full on bawling when I was done, just like when she was younger. I pulled her up in my lap to hug her and held her until she calmed down. I shushed her and praised her for taking her spanking so well and then I started patting her bottom. She seemed to love that, she burrowed into my neck and quieted right down. This was all very interesting; I didn't know how to take it honestly. I've always loved Katie and felt a pull towards her but this feels like something new unlocked. Maybe it's just temporary. I kept patting her bottom and she relaxed so much she was falling asleep on me. As much as I'd love to stay just like this, I had to move. I stood up, carrying her over to bed. She wouldn't let go of me and started whining "no no no no".

"What is it, Sugar? Jacey is just putting you to bed, you're okay." I soothed, using the old nickname. She reluctantly let go of me and I felt bad leaving, I waited until she was falling back asleep to leave. Again, Connor was there looking at me like I was freaking insane. "Did you just give my sister a spanking?" He asked, stunned.

"Uh... yep. Yeah, I did that. She disobeyed a direct order and well she's back in diapers now so it seemed fitting." I said sheepishly, rubbing the back of my neck.

"Good, she needs that sometimes. You're the only one who can pull that off. Thanks for taking care of her." He said, slapping my back and heading towards his room.

"Yeah man, no problem." I said, a little shocked myself.

My Best Friends Sister (Pt. 1)

"Hey man, is Katie okay? She seems really on edge or something." I ask my friend Connor.

We've all know each other since we were kids. Their dad was never around so Connor and I looked after Katie and their mom. Now we still spend most of our free time together. Katie lives with my friend Conner so I see her frequently. She's normally bubbly and happy but this week she hasn’t been herself. Conner cares about her but he can be kind of a dick to her, where I've always had a soft spot for her. The older we get, the larger that spot has grown but I'd never act on it.

"I don't know, she won't talk to me. She's been acting like a little brat again and shutting me out so I've started to give her some space. She talks to you sometimes though, maybe you could attempt to see what's going on." He says, a bit hopeful. Of course, I'd take any chance to talk to her.

"Yeah, I'll go see if I can get her to talk. Call 911 if I don't make it out" I joke and we both laugh.

*Knocks on bedroom door*

"Katie it's me, can I come in?" I ask, trying to sound normal.

"Leave me alone!" She shouts back. I roll my eyes.

"Katie come on, don't start with the attitude." I say sternly. I look over and my friend is looking at me like I've lost my mind. She hates being talked to that way. Well… she acts like she hates it but I've seen her slip enough to know better.

"I'm going to count to 5 and if this door isn't open, we're going to have some serious problems. 1.... 2.... 3" I start counting and the door flies open.

"Fine! You better have a good reason for this.” She huffs and I smile, knowing I was right and my friend is probably in shock that it worked. She sits on her bed with her arms crossed, sporting a sour look. I start looking around before I sit down next to her.

"Come on Sugar, tell me what's going on. You haven’t been yourself all week" I say softly. She just shakes her head and basically pouts.

I adjust myself on her bed and notice something... A different sound. I move again and it's coming from the bed. I get up and lift the covers, seeing a plastic mattress protector sticking out from under the sheets. She's mortified but silent as she looks away from my gaze.

"Care to explain this, sugar? I know you haven't always had this. You can tell me if something is going on." I say gently. No answer again. I sigh knowing I'm going to have to do this the hard way.

"You've got two choices. 1, you look at me and tell me the truth about what's going on. 2, I go through all of your belongings… and device history until I find out." I tell her sternly.

She whips her head around so fast to glare at me. "I'll call my brother in here. He won't let you do that." She retorts, thinking that would work.

"Who do you think sent me in here, Sugar? I'm happy to get to the bottom of this either way so what's it going to be." I ask. She just stares at me in silence so I take that as the hard option and I get up to start on her closet.

"Wait!" She shouts, sounding panicked.

"Yes?" I ask without turning around.

"I'll tell you. Please don't go through my things, Jace" she says in a defeated tone. I walk back to her but instead of sitting on the bed, I sit on her computer chair. I move it right in front of her and sit with one leg on either side of hers.

"I'm all ears, Sugar." I say to her. She waits a minute before letting out a big sigh and starting.

"You're the last person I want to know about this, this is extremely embarrassing and I don't want to tell you." She states, hoping that I'll back off. But I watch her and wait for her to continue. "I've been extremely stressed with finals and work right now... It's brought on an old problem that I'm trying to deal with." She said and waited for me to say something but I just wait for her to continue. "I used to wet the bed and sometimes have accidents as a kid. I recently went to the doctor and she told me that stress is likely the reason I'm dealing with it again. But she couldn't tell me when it would go away." She finishes and she's bright red now and fidgeting with her fingers.

"Is that the whole truth? How often are these accidents happening and when did this start? Aside from your mattress protector, what are you doing to help with it?" I ask as I ease up on the tough guy act. I remember that she used to wet the bed sometimes but as far as she knows, I never knew.

"Yes, that's the whole truth. This is really embarrassing and it bothers me a lot. I don't want people to know or to think I'm some dumb baby. It started a few months ago and has just gotten worse. It's been happening every night and when it's a really stressful day sometimes I have an accident or two." She confesses but didn't answer everything.

"And aside from the mattress protector...?" I ask, reminding her. The poor girl looks like she's about to cry.

"I've been wearing diapers again to bed." She chokes out. I know she's embarrassed but none of this bothers me like she thinks.

"What about for your daytime accidents, Sugar?" I ask.

"I still wear my panties during the day." She says quickly.

"You were a very good girl for telling me the truth. I'm so sorry you're dealing with this but you don't have to go through it alone. Your brother and I can help you and help take the stress off the best we can. No one will think you're a baby or think less of you, everyone knows how independent and intelligent you are. You've done a great job by going to the doctor and taking care of your nighttime accidents so far. Let us help you." I say almost pleading.

"No! No. He can't find out, I don't want h-" she starts but I cut her off.

"Don't start that, he has a right to know and he will be finding out. He doesn't have to be involved if you don't want but he needs to be aware. It's very important, do you understand?" I ask sternly, giving her a look.

"I don't want him involved and I don't want to talk to him about it. " She states.

"Fine, I will handle it and make sure he respects your wishes." I reassure her and I see her visibly relax.

"Would you like my help, Sugar? I'm sure it can't be easy with your work load and you know I'll be here all summer while your brother is overseas. I can help you with your studies, the extra laundry, your diaper changes, the apartment chores." I start listing things and she goes rigid.

"I can manage just fine, thanks" she says through gritted teeth. I'm thinking it might be time to call it the end of the chat to let her relax when I notice her hand placement on her lap and the dark spot creeping out around it.

"Stand up, Sugar." I say quickly and she shakes her head at me. "Now. 1.... 2...." I start the countdown. I'm not sure why that works but it always has. She stands and tries to cover her accident. I see the tears prick her eyes as she tries not to let me see how upset she is.

"It's okay honey, I know this was a hard conversation. Would you please let me help you?" I say softly, trying to coax her into letting me. She gives me a faint nod. "You know I'll need verbal confirmation, Sugar." I say, hoping that didn't change her answer.

"Yes, please, Jace." She hiccups out as the wet spot grows. I direct her into her bathroom and start the shower. I undress her while the water warms.

"You're okay, Sugar, I got you. You take a long hot shower and I'm going to get the laundry started. I'll be here when you're all done though to get you ready for bed. Don't worry, I'll take care of everything if you let me know where you're hiding your diapers." I speak softly and brush her hair out of her eyes.

"In the closet... under the loose floorboard on the left." She says sheepishly. I raise an eyebrow but let it go.

"Okay the water is warm. Get cleaned up." I say and then get to work on the laundry like I said I would.

I lay out a clean blanket on her bed and go looking for these diapers. Oh, I definitely found them... I had to chuckle. They're not boring medical diapers. They have cute little animals in pastel colors all over them. She even has baby powder and rash cream. Oh, and there's a little stuffed animal down there too... That's no place for one. I got all of her supplies out and laid it on the bed ready for her. Next, I picked out her pj's, one of her cute nightgowns seemed fitting.

I heard the water shut off and I walked into the bathroom with a big fluffy towel that I had warmed in the dryer. She hesitated but let me dry her off. I think she was still in shock and unsure what to do or say so I let her just enjoy being taken care of. She froze when she walked out of the bathroom and saw what was waiting for her on the bed.

"I don't need all of that stuff, Jace. It can go back." She tried arguing but I didn't even respond. I just guided her to lay down for her diaper. God, she was so pretty and even putting a diaper on her had me worked up. I didn't give in to those thoughts though. I put cream and powder on her and taped up her cute diaper. I had to admit she was actually adorable like this. Naked except for a thick diaper was not what I expected to be turned on by. I put her nightgown on her and pulled back the covers for her to climb into bed. It was 8:30 which is extremely early for her but I know she hasn’t had a lot of sleep lately.

"Thank you for being such a good girl and letting me take care of you. I know that was hard but I hope I helped ease some of your stress. Your clothes and blanket will be dry in the morning. You, Sugar, are going to get some sleep. I want you to unwind and relax. I know you extremely well so I put a timer on your TV and your phone. It's temporary, don't worry, I just wanted to make sure you relax tonight. Your laptop is staying in my room tonight as well. I'm just down the hall if you need me, the timer doesn't mean you can't get ahold of me anytime. I promise things will get better soon. Night night, Sugar." I let her know and started to get up but she grabbed my wrist.

"Thank you, Jace. I really appreciate your understanding." She said to me. I could tell she wanted to say something else but I didn't push it.

"No need to thank me, Sugar. Get some sleep." I say and then walk out of her room.

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FEBRUARY BABY

Abstract thoughts. Loves reality and abstract. Intelligent and clever. Changing personality. Attractive. Sexiest out of everyone. Temperamental. Quiet, shy and humble. Honest And loyal. Determined to reach goals. Loves freedom. Rebellious when restricted. Loves aggressiveness. Too sensitive and easily hurt. Gets angry really easily but does not show it. Dislikes unnecessary things. Loves making friends but rarely shows it. Horny. Daring and stubborn. Ambitious. Realizing dreams and hopes. Sharp. Loves entertainment and leisure. Romantic on the inside not outside. Superstitious and ludicrous. Spendthrift. Tries to learn to show emotions. Repost this in 5 mins and you will talk to someone new and realize that you are a perfect match.

MARCH BABY

Attractive personality. Sexy. Affectionate Shy and reserved. Secretive. Naturally honest, generous and sympathetic. Loves peace and serenity. Sensitive to others. Great kisser. Easily angered. Trustworthy. Appreciative and returns kindness. Hardly shows emotions. Tends to bottle up feelings. Observant and assesses others. If you repost this in the next 5 mins, you will meet your new love in 8 days.

APRIL BABY

Suave and compromising. Funny and humorous. Stubborn. Very talkative. Calm and cool. Kind and sympathetic. Concerned and detailed. Loyal. Does work well with others. Very confidant. Sensitive. Positive Attitude. Thinking generous. Good memory. Clever and knowledgeable. Loves to look for information. Able to cheer everyone up and/or make them laugh. Able to motivate oneself and others. Understanding. Fun to be around. Outgoing. Hyper. Bubbly personality. Secretive. Boy/girl crazy. Loves sports, music, leisure and traveling. Systematic. Hot but has brains. If you repost this in 5 mins, a cutie that’s caught your eye will introduce themselves and you will realize that you are very much alike in the next 2 days.

MAY BABY

Stubborn and hard-hearted. Strong-willed and highly motivated. Sharp thoughts. Easily angered. Attracts others and loves attention. Deep feelings. Beautiful physically and mentally. Firm Standpoint. Needs no motivation. Shy towards opposite sex. Easily consoled. Systematic (left brain). Loves to dream. Strong clairvoyance. Understanding. Sickness usually in the ear and neck. Good imagination. Good physical. Weak breathing. Loves literature and the arts. Loves traveling. Dislike being at home. Restless. Not having many children. Hardworking. High-spirited. If you repost this in the next 5 minutes, you will become close to someone you do not speak too much in the next 4 days.

JUNE BABY

You’ve got the best personality and are an absolute pleasure to be around. You love to make new friends and be outgoing. You are a great flirt and more than likely have an a very attractive partner. a wicked hottie. It is also more than likely that you have a massive record collection. You have a great choice in films, and may one day become a famous actor/actress yourself - heck, you’ve got the looks for it!!! IN the next 6 days you will meet someone that may possibly become one of your closest friends, if you repost this in 5 minutes.

JULY BABY

Fun to be with. Secretive. Difficult to fathom and to be understood. Quiet unless excited or tensed. Takes pride in oneself. Has reputation. Easily consoled. Honest. Concerned about people’s feelings. Tactful. Friendly. Approachable. Emotional temperamental and unpredictable. Moody and easily hurt. Witty and sparkly. spazzy at times. Not revengeful. Forgiving but never forgets. dislikes nonsensical and unnecessary things. Guides others physically and mentally. Sensitive and forms impressions carefully. Caring and loving. Treats others equally. Strong sense of sympathy. Wary and sharp. Judges people through observations. Hardworking. No difficulties in studying. Loves to be alone. Always broods about the past and the old friends. Waits for friends. Never looks for friends. Not aggressive unless provoked. Loves to be loved. Easily hurt but takes long to recover. Repost this in the next 5 mins and your reputation will boost someway in the next 12 days

AUGUST BABY

Outgoing personality. takes risks. feeds on attention. No self-control. Kind hearted. Self-confident. Loud and boisterous. VERY revengeful. Easy to get along with and talk to. Has an “every thing’s peachy” attitude. Likes talking and singing. Loves music. Daydreamer. Easily distracted. Hates not being trusted. BIG imagination. Loves to be loved. Hates studying. in need of “that someone”. Longs for freedom. Rebellious when withheld or restricted. Lives by “no pain no gain” caring. Always a suspect. Playful. Mysterious. “charming” or “beautiful” to everyone. stubborn. curious. Independent. Strong willed. A fighter. Repost in 5 mins and you will meet the love of your life sometime next month.

SEPTEMBER BABY

Active and dynamic. Decisive and haste but tends to regret. Attractive and affectionate to oneself. Strong mentality. Loves attention. Diplomatic. Consoling, friendly and solves people’s problems. Brave and fearless. Adventurous. Loving and caring. Suave and generous. Usually you have many friends. Enjoys to make love. Emotional. Stubborn. Hasty. Good memory. Moving, motivates oneself and others. Loves to travel and explore. Sometimes sexy in a way that only their lover can understand. If you do not repost this in the next 5 mins, someone very close to you will become mad at you in the next 8 days.

OCTOBER BABY

Loves to chat. Loves those who love them. Loves to takes things at the center. Inner and physical beauty. Lies but doesn’t pretend. Gets angry often. Treats friends importantly. Brave and fearless. Always making friends. Easily hurt but recovers easily. Daydreamer. Opinionated. Does not care to control emotions. Unpredictable. Extremely smart, but definitely the hottest AND sexiest of them all. repost this in 5 mins or you will not meet the love of your life for 10 years.

NOVEMBER BABY

Trustworthy and loyal. Very passionate and dangerous. Wild at times. Knows how to have fun. Sexy and mysterious. Everyone is drawn towards your inner and outer beauty and independent personality. Playful, but secretive. Very emotional and temperamental sometimes. Meets new people easily and very social in a group. Fearless and independent. Can hold their own. Stands out in a crowd. Essentially very smart. Usually, the greatest men are born in this month. If you ever begin a relationship with someone from this month, hold on to them because their one of a kind. Repost in 5 mins & you will excel in a major event coming up sometime this month.

DECEMBER BABY

This straight-up means you are the most good-looking person possible… Better than all of these other months! Loyal and generous. Patriotic. Competitive in everything. Active in games and interactions. Impatient and hasty. Ambitious. Influential in organizations. Fun to be with. Easy to talk to, though hard to understand. Thinks far with vision, yet complicated to know. Easily influenced by kindness. Polite and soft-spoken. Having lots of ideas. Sensitive. Active mind. Hesitating tends to delay. Choosy and always wants the best. Temperamental. Funny and humorous. Loves to joke. Good debating skills. Has that someone always on his/her mind. Talkative. Daydreamer.Friendly. Knows how to make friends. Abiding. Able to show character. One guy/girl kind of person. Loveable. Easily hurt. Prone to getting colds. Loves music. Pretty/handsome. Loves to dress up. Easily bored. Fussy. Seldom shows emotions. Takes time to recover when hurt. Sensitive.

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10. Is potty training too hard for you, stupid?

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12. Do you like being a smelly baby?

13. Does your house smell like piss?

14. Do you prefer dry diapers or full diapers?

15. Do you like to wear plastic panties?

16. Do you need your diaper checked?

17. Do you make humpies in your diaper?

18. Do you like messy diapers?

19. How thick do you like your diapers?

20. Are you diapered right now?

21. Who should be allowed to check your diaper?

22. When's the last time you leaked?

23. Should you be allowed to change your diaper

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24. Do you like to bounce on your diapered bottom?

25. Do you like diapers more than sex?

26. Did you make pushies today?

27. Why do you wear diapers?

28. Do you want to be a bedwetter?

29. Do you use a bottle?

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32. Do you enjoy doing as your told?

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