Skyler’s summer in diapers

Although Tyler Biery’s occasional bed wetting problem was well known in his extended family, it was especially embarrassing that Saturday morning when the eleven year old woke up to find his pajamas soaked once again. That was the weekend his mother had company. It could have been worse. At least the company was his favorite uncle, Uncle Shaun, and his daughter, Abby. Though Abby was 3 years older than Tyler, they had grown up together almost like brother and sister with many summers at Uncle Shaun’s lakeside cottage. And now they were visiting the Bierys for the Christmas holidays. Had this happened a few years earlier, Tyler would have been much less embarrassed at having Uncle Shaun and Abby around. Abby herself had wet the bed, and had only outgrown it with the help of a special summer before at the cottage. While no one had ever told Tyler about the details, it had apparently involved diapers and a new round of toilet training. The thought of his favorite teenage cousin in diapers had intrigued Tyler greatly. Yet he was also glad his mother had never tried anything like that. Fortunately, it had never come to that since his own problem had largely subsided by the time he turned eight. Unfortunately, things had changed for the worse after his father died in a car accident about a year ago. At first, his mother had patiently changed the sheets whenever Tyler woke up wet. Since she had continued using a plastic sheet all along for Tyler’s one or two wet nights per month, it was not such a chore when Tyler’s wetting problem got worse. But when his wetting went back up to two or three nights a week in the months following his father’s death, Tyler’s mother grew increasingly concerned and called her brother for advice. It was Uncle Shaun who has suggested she try spanking him on wet mornings. A week later, in early November, Tyler’s mother had called him into his room one night before bedtime and promised him a spanking every morning he woke up wet. While his mother had always used spankings as her normal method of discipline, it seemed unfair to Tyler that he was going to be spanked for something he could not control. Despite his complaints, his mother remained firm. And so it was that Tyler found his bare bottom turned over his mother’s knee two or three times a week for the rest of November and December. They worked out a little routine. Tyler had to stay in bed each morning until his mother came in to inspect. If he was wet, she pulled him out of bed, sat down on his desk chair, and put a folded towel over her lap to keep her clothes dry. She then pulled Tyler’s wet jammies down, placed her son over her lap, and peeled down his cartoon clad briefs before giving him a good five minute spanking. It was the spanking as much as anything which had Tyler so worried that morning just before Christmas when he woke up wet. In a house with thin walls with his uncle and cousin sleeping just down the hall, he knew they would hear everything and ask questions at breakfast. It was little consolation to know Abby herself was still spanked by Uncle Shaun when she misbehaved. For Tyler had reached the age when he was now acutely conscious of his body. He didn’t want anyone else to know he was still treated like a little kid, much less that he wet like one. And he certainly didn’t want to have to face his favorite uncle and older cousin at the breakfast table after they had just listened to him cry his way through a bare bottom spanking. Even worse was the knowledge that Uncle Shaun would probably know why he was being punished since the whole idea had been his suggestion. He had even overheard his mother telling Uncle Shaun about his morning spankings on the phone two weeks earlier. It was bad enough that he knew. It was far worse to be spanked in the same house and have to face his uncle and cousin afterwards at breakfast while everyone discussed your wetting problem. A big lump formed in Tyler’s throat as he worried about what was about to happen. It wasn’t long before he heard the sounds of her mother coming down the hall. Then she was already in his room, opening his curtains and greeting him as usual. ‘How’s my little Angel doing this morning? Did you sleep well, honey?’ she asked. ‘Yes, Mommy .. I slept fine,’ Tyler replied, hoping she might just forget or pass on the inspection this morning. His mother crossed over to the bedside and kissed Tyler good morning. ‘And how is your bed this morning? Hmmm? Did we keep the bed dry like a big boy?’ Every morning it was the same. Regardless of his response, she always pulled back the covers to see for herself. In the hopes that things might be different that morning, Tyler clutched the covers briefly but after a little struggle, they came down anyway, revealing a little boy in his very wet jammies. Because Tyler’s mother used a plastic sheet, Tyler’s jammies were soaked from waist to knees. The urine had nowhere else to go. ‘My, my .. it looks like Mommy has another naughty wet boy this morning, doesn’t she, Tyler. You should have thought twice about wetting this morning because I’m going to have to give you a wet baby spanking and Uncle Shaun and Abby are probably going to hear everything.’ ‘Please, Mommy.. not with Uncle Shaun and Abby visiting .. please can’t you wait until after they leave?’ Tyler pleaded in a loud whisper, trying to keep everything a secret until the very end. ‘You should have thought of that earlier, Angel, before you wet the bed. You know we agreed on a spanking every time Mommy found a ‘wet boy’ in the morning. And you know I told you last week we wouldn’t be changing the routine just because Uncle Shaun and Abby were coming. I’m sorry sweetheart, but now you’re just going to have to take your spanking like a big boy. I suggest you get out of bed and come over Mommy’s knee so we can take care of your spanking right away and get downstairs for breakfast.’ At first, Tyler continued pleading in a loud whisper, knowing it was probably not going to work. It didn’t. After a little more back and forth, her mother’s voice changed. ‘Jacob Tyler Biery. Mommy is only going to ask you one more time and then she’s going to take you downstairs and spank you in the living room. Would you like that, Mr Tinkle Pants? Would you? No .. I didn’t think so. Now do as Mommy says and don’t make her angry.’ Even though Tyler figured his mother was making idle threats, he didn’t want to test her. With his eyes already tearing up, he slowly climbed out of bed, still protesting. ‘Mommy, please . no .. not a spanking now .. please wait until after they leave.. pleeeeease.’ Yet even as he begged for mercy and dragged his feet, he allowed his mother to lead him firmly over to his desk where she pulled out the chair and sat down. Holding on to him firmly with one hand the whole time, she reached for the towel which was always left on his desk as a warning at bedtime and draped it over her knees. She then lifted Tyler up by the arms as if he weighed nothing and pulled him forward well over her lap until his wet bottom was high over her right knee with his feet kicking helplessly in the air. Her left hand rested on the small of his back, keeping his head and shoulders well down toward the floor. As soon as she lifted Tyler into the air and onto her lap, he began crying freely, as if a dam of resistance and false hope had burst and he was now free to get a head start on his crying. His crying only intensified as his wet jammies slid down off of his hips and his Mommy lifted him up, again effortlessly, in order to draw his soaking wet Lego briefs down just below his knees. By the time the first spank, Tyler had given up caring who heard what was happening and was crying openly like an three year old, begging ‘Mommy’ not to spank him, and promising not to wet anymore. Though he didn’t want Uncle Shaun or Abby to hear his crying on top of everything else, the certainty that they would only added to his complete humiliation and intensified the very babyish sense of dependency which allowed him to cry in such a loud, infantile manner.

‘Mommy .. noooooo .. please mommmmmmyyyyyy .. noooooo .. please don’t spank me Mommy .. pleaaassseee .. I won’t wet my bed anymore .. pleeeeeaaaaaassssse .. I promise .. waaaaahhhhh waaaaaaahhh’ SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK

It was, he knew, much too late to beg off his spanking. It had already begun and the first spanks made his cry all the more freely as if he no longer cared who could hear. All he knew was that he had wet his bed like a little baby and that he was now learning a time-honored lesson over his Mommy’s knee.

SPANK SPANK SPANK ‘You naughty Tyler.. SPANK SPANK SPANK Mommy’s going to keep giving her big baby a good .. SPANK SPANK spanking.. SPANK SPANK every time.. SPANK SPANK he wets his bed. SPANK SPANK Any little boy who still SPANK SPANK wets .. SPANK SPANK in my house.. SPANK SPANK is not too old to be spanked SPANK SPANK like a little child.. SPANK SPANK do you understand, Tyler? SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK You bad little bed wetting baby .. you naughty big baby.’

By then, Tyler could no longer respond coherently through his sobs. Instead he did the only thing he could manage .. he cried his heart out just like a real baby until his mother decided he had had enough. Afterwards she held him in place rubbing his bottom until his crying subsided before letting him up and taking him into her lap for a nice good hug. ‘Do you promise Mommy you’ll try to be a good boy and keep your bed dry from now on, Tyler?,’ she asked as he cradled his head against her shoulder. It was always the same question and he nodded as he hugged him back, glad that his spanking was over and that the cuddling he loved more than anything else had replaced it. He always wanted that cuddling to go on forever. But sooner or later, her mother had to stop. On spanking mornings, she always gave him a bath and dressed him herself to make him feel even more like a naughty child. That was something Uncle Shaun had suggested. And she always put him to bed early that night, with a warning of what would happen the next morning if he was naughty and wet his bed again. By the time they got down to breakfast, Uncle Shaun was already cooking scrambled eggs and Abby was sitting at the table drinking orange juice. Both of them smiled warmly as they greeted Tyler, his face still red from his crying. He did his best to greet them and felt better when Uncle Shaun gave him a big hug. ‘Don’t be embarrassed, Tyler, you know perfectly well lots of girls and boys your age have occasional wetting problems. Until the end of last summer, I spanked Abby every morning when she woke up wet, didn’t I sweetheart?’ Now it was Abby’s turn to blush while Tyler looked up with wide eyes. Eventually, the conversation returned to Tyler. ‘Ashley, I repeat my offer to take Tyler for a summer of toilet training at the cottage if his problem persists. It worked for Abby and I’m sure it would solve Tyler’s little problem if it persists in May.’ ‘Thank you, Shaun. I just may take you up on that. Let’s see how things go in the spring. At some point, it will be necessary to go beyond plastic sheets and spankings but I want to give Tyler a few more months to see if he can learn to control himself.’ ‘Exactly as I would handle him, Ashley. It’s probably just a temporary reaction to all the changes you’ve had here in the past year.’ As luck would have it, Tyler’s problem did not get better that spring. By the middle of May, his mother warned him that he would have to spend the summer at Uncle Shaun’s cottage where he would toilet train him all over again. If anything, that prospect made Tyler even more tense and prone to bedwetting. At times when he continued to wake up wet three or four mornings a week, Tyler himself wondered if he didn’t need to try something else. And though the thought of nighttime diapers at his uncle’s cottage was very scary, it was also a little comforting and even exciting. After all, his favorite cousin had gone through it and it had worked. When school ended, Tyler’s mother loaded his summer clothes into the family station wagon and drove him off to Uncle Shaun’s cottage on the Gulf Coast. It was a private beach community, with homes and cottages scattered every few hundred yards down the beach for miles. Though Tyler was frightened at what lay ahead, he was glad it would remain a family secret, shared by three other people at most. After staying for lunch, his mother drove off, leaving a nervous Tyler to collect his bags and follow his uncle to his room.

‘Your room is right between mine and Abby’s which will be very convenient. Don’t be alarmed by the hospital bed you’ll be using. I got it last summer from a local hospital which was going out of business and found it very helpful for Abby. It’s just what one needs in a situation like this. And because it’s so high off the ground, we’ll be pulling the railings up at night so you don’t roll over in your sleep and fall out.’ Even with that warning, Tyler could scarcely believe his eyes when he entered her room. The room was painted in pastel pinks with blue trim and pale yellow curtains at the windows. The hospital bed had itself been painted light yellow and looked more like a large crib than something from a hospital. It was indeed quite tall, with a mattress positioned almost four feet off the floor and wooden rails at the sides which came up another two feet. For now, the outside rail was down. As he patted the bedding, he heard the telltale rustle of a plastic sheet. And his eyes widened at the sight of a diaper pail with the name “Skyler” stenciled on it next to the bed. Apparently his uncle had thought of everything. everything. He also noticed two restraints attached to the sides of the head board. When he lifted one up to see what it was, Uncle Shaun said, ‘Don’t be alarmed, Skyler. Those are just Velcro restrainers to keep your hands out of the way for the first few weeks during diaper changes until you get used to things. Why don’t we put your clothes away, sweetheart, shall we?’ It was only when Skyler turned that she saw the tall dresser against the wall behind the door. The bottom half was divided into three wide drawers. At waist level, the dresser receded two feet, forming a table top, before rising another two feet with three cupboards. The table top was laid out with numerous containers of Vaseline, baby powder, baby oil, and baby wipes with plastic baby bottles and pacifiers at one end. Among the various things Skyler saw an open jar of Vaseline with a thermometer sticking out of it. A big lump quickly formed in her throat. It was all too much for him to absorb at once. Of the three cupboards above the table area, stacks of cloth diapers filled the one at left. Two parallel piles of disposable diapers were stacked neatly in the central cupboard. There must have been at least fifty of them. And the cupboard at right was full of folded plastic cupboard at right was full of folded plastic pants. She watched as her uncle went through them thoughtfully, holding them up one at a time as if he wanted her to see all the different kinds before he chose one. There were opaque white pants with pastel animals, pink and blue pants with ruffles on the seat, and lots of semi-transparent pants in pink, yellow, and whitish grey. Holding up a pair of semi-transparent pink plastic pants, he put them aside on the table top and replaced the others. Turning to her with a little smile, he said, ‘I think these will do nicely for today, Skyler, what do you think?’ Tears began trickling down Tyler’s face as he began realize what his uncle had in store for the summer. ‘Don’t cry, Angel. Uncle Shaun is going to take good care of you this summer. I suppose you can’t help be scared at first but diapers are the best way to take care of your problem, you’ll see. Deep down inside, someone who wets regularly at your age is a sissy little baby girl. Your mother hasn’t done you any favors by letting you pretend to be a big boy, it’s best if we are honest. That dressing you like the little baby girl that you’re acting like until Uncle Shaun sees that you are ready to begin using the potty.’ He came over and gave him… uh, her a long hug as she cried quietly, at once terrified and yet immensely relieved that at last someone was going to take care of her and take away all of her big girl responsibilities. ‘There .. there ..that’s my Skyler Girl .. you have a good cry sweetheart .. you’ll feel a lot better.’ He held her closely in her arms as her crying intensified and kept her there, stroking her hair and telling her what a good girl she was until it finally began to subside. He was pleased when she put her arms around him and hugged him back toward the end as her crying came to an end. ‘Now put your things away. I’ll be back in a few minutes and I want to see you all unpacked when I return.’ After he left, Skyler proceeded to put away her toiletries and put them on the bathroom sink. Finally, she returned to her bedroom and slid her empty suitcase under the big hospital bed. No sooner had she straightened up when Uncle Shaun returned, glancing around the room in apparent satisfaction. ‘Good girl, Skyler. I’m glad to see I can count on you to do what you are told. As you know, I believe in spankings for boys and girls who disobey me and that goes for both you and Abby. Do we understand each other, honey?’ ‘Yes, Uncle Shaun,’ she managed to gulp. ‘Good girl. Now let’s get down for lunch, shall we? After that, we can get you ready for your afternoon nap?’ ‘But Uncle Shaun, I’m too old for an afternoon nap.’ ‘Under normal circumstances, I would agree, Skyler. But remember that these are not normal circumstances for you this summer. Any child who is still wets her bed and needs diapers and plastic pants needs an afternoon nap every day. Things are going to be rather different this summer Skyler. You’ll see. You’ll be used to your new routines in a few weeks or so, I promise. A month from now, you’ll probably look forward to your afternoon nap and early bedtime. Now come on downstairs with me. Abby has some delicious sandwiches ready for lunch.

Chapter 2

Once she left her room and got downstairs, Skyler felt better. Yet the whole time she was eating, she couldn’t help think about what was coming after she finished. When Abby finally cleared her plate, Uncle Shaun announced, ‘Skyler, it’s time we got you upstairs for your nap. Come with me sweetheart.’ And then her Uncle took her by the hand as if she were little more than a toddler and led her out of the kitchen and up the stairs. Her heart was pounding as he took her into her room and left her standing there while he took a folded pad from the top of the dresser and unfolded it on her bed. ‘Now then, let’s get you undressed so we can get you into your first afternoon diapers.’ At the sound of the word ‘diapers’, tears formed in Skyler’s eyes and began trickling down her cheek. Uncle Shaun recognized these as tears of quiet resignation and was pleased to see Skyler seemed to have accepted her situation. ‘Alright, Princess, let’s get you up on your pad .. ups-a-daisy .. that’s a good girl.’ He lifted her under the arms as if she weighed nothing and plunked her down on the edge of the bed, the plastic sheet and pad crackling noticeably every time she moved. ‘That’s my good girl. Now let’s get these shoes and socks off, shall we?’ ‘I can undress myself, Uncle Shaun,’ Skyler protested weakly without really trying to do so. She knew it was pointless. ‘Don’t be silly, Princess. You will not be allowed to undress or dress yourself for the rest of the summer. I will also be giving you a bath every night after dinner. No girl in diapers is old enough to dress or bath himself, is she?’ A fresh stream of tears streamed down Skyler’s face as she realized everything he was saying was true. She really was a big baby in many ways.’ ‘That’s a good sweetums ..that’s Uncle’s Shaun’s Skyler girl. Let it out and have another cry if you think it makes you eel better.’ By now her shoes and socks were off and he gave her a hug before turning her sideways and lifting her legs up onto the bed. ‘Hold your hands up to either side of your head like this .. that’s it, Skyler Girl.’ She cried some more as he fastened the Velcro, terry cloth restraints around both wrists until her hands were safely held out of the way. Once the hand restraints were on, Skyler felt an ever deeper sense of vulnerability and helplessness. She could move her hands freely around her shoulders but she could not reach any lower. She really was a big baby now. ‘I think we’ll use these restraints for the first two weeks at changing time until you get used to your diapers. The sooner you feel as helpless as a real baby who needs to wear diapers, the better. Now let’s get Baby Skyler’s undressed, shall we? First her uncle took her ankles in one big hand and lifted her legs up and back until her shorts fell towards her waist. Skyler blushed bright red at the exposure of her Batman briefs, with the deep yellow stains. ‘My, we certainly have a very pretty Princess to take care of, don’t we?,’ Uncle Shaun said, giving her a playful smack across the seat of her briefs before unfastening her shorts and sliding them out from under her. More tears began trickling down Skyler’s cheeks as Uncle Shaun lowered her legs and began removing her t-shirt. At the same time, her utter helplessness gave her a strange sense of security which made it even easier for Abby to let go and cry. At that very moment, Abby arrived with a baby bottle. She handed it to her father, briefly stroked Abby’s face, and left, closing the door behind her. Uncle Shaun shook out a few drops of milk onto his wrist to test the temperature before putting the bottle into Abby’s right hand and forcing it gently into her mouth.’ and forcing it gently into her mouth.’ ‘This will help you sweetheart. Daddy knows these first few weeks of diaper changes are going to be hard. So he’ll make sure you always have a nice warm bottle of milk to keep you from fussing too much.’ ‘But you’re not my Daddy,’ Skyler protested, taking the bottle from her lips. ‘I know that, Princess, I know that. But since I’m going to treating you like my own little girl this summer, I want you to call me Daddy. Now be a good girl and put your milky back in your mouth. That’s Daddy’s good little Skyler.’ Uncle Shaun gently but firmly returned Skyler’s bottle to her mouth where she gave up and continued sucking. It did seem to help somewhat. Let’s undo these restraints for a moment, shall we?’ Skyler lay there, crying and sucking on her bottle as Uncle Shaun undid her wrists and took her t-shirt off completely. ‘Lift up, sweetheart. That’s a good girl.’ ‘Roll over sweetheart. And lift up so Daddy can slip this pillow under you. That’s a girl .. ups-a-daisy.’ Uncle Shaun lifted her up by her full hips and pushed a doubled up pillow underneath, elevating her bottom well off the bed. He then refastened her wrists in the Velcro restraints and guided Skyler’s bottle back into her mouth. Skyler now felt like a completely helpless two year old, her bare bottom elevated for any kind of parental attention. As if reading her mind, Uncle Shaun spanked each of her plump cheeks once and jokingly warned her, ‘Princess, you had better behave at diaper time unless you want Uncle Shaun to show you how he handles naughty girls in this house. With your pretty fanny up in the air like this, I have half a mind to give you a good paddling right now just so you know what to expect whenever you misbehave. From what your mother tells me, you may need a naptime spanking in addition to the regular bedtime spanking you’re going to get every night for the rest of the summer. Now lie still so Uncle Shaun can get you ready for your temperature.’ This last remark was directed at Skyler’s bottom which was squirming back and forth at the sensation of her uncle’s big, broad hands. With another spank to remind her to be still, he reached over to the bedside table, removed the thermometer from the large, open jar of Vaseline, and reached in with four fingers to scoop out a giant glob. It seemed enough in Skyler’s eyes to take the temperature of fifteen girls all at once. Then one hand began trying to spread her full cheeks which were clenched tightly shut. ‘Loosen up right this instant, young lady, or I really will give you a good paddling.’ With a groan, Skyler relented and allowed him to spread her full cheeks with one hand. She gasped audibly as she felt the thick glob of Vaseline smeared all over the inside of her cheeks and up and down along her rectum. ‘Skyler, for the rest of the summer you will have your temperature taken twice a day, at naptime and after your evening bath. Uncle Shaun is going to keep good track of your health. Regular thermometers will also help you accept your diapers and prepare you for your toilet training in August. While I think it best if we keep you in restraints for now, I’m sure you’ll get used to having your temperature taken this way in a week or two.’ With the last words, Uncle Shaun slid the thermometer in and held it in place by cupping her bottom. Skyler said nothing. She was lost in the sensations of his big, warm hand resting against her cheeks as he held hand resting against her cheeks as he held the thermometer in place, the softness of the pillow beneath her, the warm milk trickling into her mouth. It was all too much. The thermometer stayed in for five minutes. She wished it could have gone on forever. But it didn’t. With a brisk spank to announce she was perfectly healthy, Uncle Shaun wiped off the thermometer, took it into the bathroom and washed it thoroughly, and replaced it in the open jar of Vaseline. He then picked up a little jar in the dresser and returned to the bed, sitting down beside her once again. ‘Now Uncle Shaun’s going to give you something to help you with your diapers. Please don’t squirm .. this will only take a second.’ Skyler couldn’t help squirming as his left hand opened her cheeks once again and his right hand pushed something small inside her bottom. Then Uncle Shaun’s finger was pushing it deep inside her before withdrawing. A second later, he repeated the procedure, pushing the second little thing deep inside her before smacking her vaselined cheeks again and thanking her for being such a good girl. ‘What’s that, Uncle Shaun?’ she asked fearfully. ‘Just a little something to help you learn to act just like a real baby girl with your diapers. You’ll probably need help like this at naptime and bedtime for the first two weeks or so. Now let’s get you rolled over so we can put you in your diapers.’ Again he spanked her for emphasis and as a warning of what would happen if she fussed. Once more, Skyler began crying softly at her utter helplessness. The last thing she wanted to do was turn over and be put into diapers but she had no choice. The pillow was pulled out, her wrists were unfastened, and with another two spanks to encourage her, Uncle Shaun turned her over. More tears of embarrassment trickled down her face as her hands were refastened into her restraints and her bottle pushed back into her mouth. She was now lying on her changing pad, completely naked, her hands to either side of her head just like a real baby. With her legs spread once again, Skyler felt a tinge of embarrassment and turned her face away, her eyes shut. ‘One word of warning, Skyler. Once your diapers go on, I am the only one who can take them off. If Abby or I ever catch you trying to remove your diapers, you will be paddled and left downstairs in a playpen wearing nothing but your diapers for the rest of the day where any visitors will see you. The only time your diapers will ever come off is during changes and at bath time. Is that clear, little girl?’ Skyler nodded tearfully, suddenly terribly grateful she had the warm milk to soothe her. She continued to cry quietly as Uncle Shaun brought over a disposable liner, a thick cloth diaper and the light pink plastic pants. He placed these on the bed and returned to the dresser to fetch some baby oil and baby powder

After she was well oiled, Uncle Shaun said, ‘Now it’s time for your baby powder, Skyler. I’m going to powder you all over so Baby Skyler smells fresh and clean just like a real baby.’ After wiping his hands on a towel, he powdered Skyler’s bottom thoroughly as she continued to nurse her bottle. Finally her uncle announced she was ready for her diapers. And in many ways, Skyler was indeed very ready indeed. Uncle Shaun began by unfolding the huge cloth diaper and fluffed it out before spreading her thighs and laying the material on the changing pad. Skyler wondered where he had found such large diapers in her size. Then he lifted her ankles with one hand and bent her legs back, raising her bottom and hips off the pad so he could slide the diaper beneath her. As he lowered her bottom back down, Abby gave out an involuntary sigh at the feel of the baby soft, rustling material against her bare cheeks. It was heavenly, more comforting than anything she had ever felt. Without quite realizing what she was doing, she closed her eyes again, turned her head to the side on her pillow, and began sucking more vigorously on her bottle. Even sucking more vigorously on her bottle. Even before her uncle did anything, she instinctively drew her thighs up and spread them to allow for the diaper material to be drawn between them. With another smile at how well his new baby was progressing, Uncle Shaun drew the diaper up and snapped it firmly into place around her hips. Again Skyler gave out a deep sigh at the feel of the soft, fluffy diaper fabric and the strange security it offered. Even the rustling noise was hypnotic. Finally, Uncle Shaun gathered her plastic pants in his hands and guided the leg openings over Skyler’s feet one at a time before sliding the pink baby pants up her legs. Once again, he grasped her ankles in one hand and bent her back easily, as if she were a toddler, so he could slide the baby pants over her diapers. ‘There you are, Princess. All safe and sound in your first diapers. Since it’s rather chilly today, I think we’ll need a sleeper for your nap. Daddy’s doesn’t want Baby Skyler to catch a chill, does he? I think we’ll use the pink sleeper for the first few weeks until you adjust to your diapers. Skyler lay there, in a daze, unable to complain about anything further and unable to do so anyway with a baby bottle in her mouth. Inwardly, she was glad to be getting a sleeper since it beginning to feel cold and the sleeper would cover her exposed breasts. Uncle Shaun undid her wrists and went to get the sleeper out of the second drawer. He then slipped the warm, fuzzy material over her legs and worked the garment up to her waist, tilting her legs up again to get the sleeper under her diapered bottom and hips. Skyler noticed that this sleeper had no snaps on the legs or crotch. He then sat her up so he could get her arms into the sleeper and do up the zipper. As Uncle Shaun zipped her up, Skyler noticed as tiny padlock attached to the zipper which she presumed was just a little piece of decoration. She realized her mistake when Uncle Shaun took a little key from his pocket, unlocked the padlock, and locked it onto a tiny ring she had overlooked which was sewn into the neck of the sleeper. Her jammies were now locked on and there was nothing she could do to take them off. Only then did Skyler realize her diapers would come off only when Uncle Shaun decided to remove them. Once again, tears of helplessness began trickling down her cheeks as her Uncle kissed her good night and told her she would have to stay in her crib for an hour and a half nap. Uncle Shaun added, ‘If you have to go potty, it’s the most natural thing in the world for a little girl like you to go in your diapers and baby pants. That’s what your diapers are for. The sooner you get used to using them, the easier it will be on everyone. To make sure you don’t try to get out of your crib, I’m going to raise the side rail like this. Now go to sleep, sweetheart.’ He then bent and kissed her goodnight before raising the rail and securing it. He then lowered the heavy window shades, plunging the room into a darkness which she somehow found comforting as she snuggled in her warm bed. The day’s events had exhausted her and she fell into a deep sleep.

Chapter 3

Once her uncle closed the door behind him, Skyler was surprised at how dark it was in the room. Isolated in the darkness, she snuggled into her warm, cozy sleeper and the hugging reassurance of the soft diaper material against her loins. Exhausted by the day’s events, Skyler quickly drifted off to sleep only to wake a half hour later with an urgent need to move her bowels. At first, she struggled to hold out. But after ten minutes, she quickly realized it was hopeless and she called out in desperation for her uncle. A few minutes later, he came the steps and down the hall to her room. Rather than coming in, he just opened the door and stuck his head through. ‘Uncle Shaun, please .. I need to go to the bathroom real bad .. number two .. please undo my sleeper and let me up.’ ‘I’ll do no such thing, little girl. The first thing Baby Skyler needs to learn this summer is how to use her diapers and the sooner she learns the better. You are to stay put until your naptime if over. If you need to wet or make a poopie, that what your diapers are for. Now I don’t want to hear another peep from you until I get you up from your nap in an hour. If I do, you will spend the entire afternoon in messy diapers on a baby blanket on the living room floor and you’ll get a good paddling after I change you.’ With that, he closed the door and left Skyler alone in the darkness. A burst of hot tears washed over her as she realized how utterly helpless she was. Locked into her diapers and sleeper, there was nothing she could do to reach the toilet. Despite the hopelessness of her situation, Skyler continued to fight the growing pressure in her bowel for another twenty minutes. At some point, she rolled over onto her stomach instinctively, knowing the end was near. Minutes later, despite her best efforts to hold back, her bowel erupted into a series of spasms and emptied a large, hot mess into her disposable diaper. A long gush of urine followed her poopie as Skyler lost all control. As she loaded her baby diaper, Skyler burst into a fresh round of tears. Yet she also felt relief as her abdominal cramps subsided. And somehow the helplessness of her situation made what she had just done less terrible. Without realizing it, she clutched the baby bottle to her lips, began sucking on more warm milk, and drifted off into another period of sleep. She awoke forty five minutes later with the sound of Uncle Shaun’s reassuring voice and the sensation of his big hand on the seat of her sleeper against her full diaper. ‘Did Baby Skyler make a nice poopie in her didees? Did she? What a good girl you are, Skyler .. using your diapers just like a real baby on your first nap. I know it’s going to be hard the first few times but you’ll get used to it over the next two weeks. Daddy’s only rule at naptime is that you fill your diapers before he gets you up. Abby only needed suppositories at naptime and bedtime for three weeks last summer. After that, she was using her diapers on her own without any special help from Daddy. When you learn to relax and use your diapers freely just like a little baby girl, you’ll be much happier in your diapers. I promise.’ The whole time he spoke, he continued to massage her bottom gently, as if encouraging her to get used to the feel of her messy diapers. Skyler lay there, sucking her thumb and crying quietly until her uncle slid the railing down and helped her out of bed. Instead of changing her as she expected, Uncle Shaun took his ‘little potty pants’ downstairs and led her into the living room. Skyler toddled along like a two year old, the sticky feeling of her fanny making her walk awkwardly. After sitting down in a big stuffed chair, Uncle Shaun swept her into his arms and gave her a big hug, one hand catching her squarely on her bottom and gently squarely on her bottom and gently massaging the seat of her diapers against her further. ‘That’s my good girl, Skyler. Since you’ve been such a good girl during your first nap, Daddy is going to read you a story. Abby, please get Skyler another bottle of warm milk. I’m going to put her in my lap and I read her a nice story.’ Uncle Shaun lifted the sleepy youngster up and placed her on his lap, holding her closely against his broad chest. He then took ‘Peter Rabbit’ off a nearby table and began reading to Skyler while Abby heated up the milk. A few minutes later, he pushed the nipple of a fresh baby bottle into her mouth. Enfolded in her warm jammies and her Uncle’s strong arms, Skyler began sucking on her milk and closed her eyes as her uncle continued reading. By the end of the story, she had almost forgotten about her messy diapers. After her bottle was finished, Uncle Shaun took her into the kitchen and put a bib around her neck and spoon fed her some Gerber’s Baby Food as a snack. Only then, a full hour after she had come down, did he take Skyler back upstairs. First he put her up on her bed, unlocked her sleeper, and removed it. Next he put her hands in the soft Velcro restraints before announcing, ‘Angel, it’s time to change your diapers and clean you up. Since you’ve just had a bottle of milk, we’ll use this pacifier to make sure you don’t fuss during your changing. OK sweetheart?’ Skyler nodded weakly, knowing a bottle or pacifier was coming whether she wanted it or not. After getting a pacifier off the dresser and putting it into her mouth, Uncle Shaun lifted her legs high in the air to take off her plastic baby pants. He then removed her dirty diaper while praising her again for being such a good girl during her first nap. ‘You’re going to be my good baby all summer, aren’t you Skyler? Yes you are. You going to make all your BM’s in your diapers for the next two months. And Daddy’s going to change your diaper regularly to make sure Baby Skyler doesn’t get a diaper rash. Now lift up so Uncle Shaun can wipe Skyler’s bottom clean .. that’s my good little girl.’ As he cleaned her up with toilet paper and Baby Wipes, Uncle Shaun continued showering her with praise for being such a good baby. When she was clean as a whistle, he applied some more baby oil to her diaper area and rubbed it in well. He then returned to the dresser and fetched two cloth diapers. After folding them in two, he slipped them under Skyler’s bottom and brought them up under Skyler’s bottom and brought them up between her legs. He then pinned them in place with two pins on each side. As he shook out a pair of greyish semi-transparent plastic pants, he commented, ‘Two thick diapers should hold you until after dinner, Skyler? What do you think?’ Knowing she wasn’t expected to answer, Skyler continued to lie there sucking on her pacifier while he finished diapering her. He then released her wrists from the restraints and slipped a short yellow and blue sun dress which barely covered her plastic pants and diapers. Finally, he announced it was time to go to the beach. By then, it was three o’clock and the sun had been out for at least an hour. It had warmed up to 85 degrees under an almost cloudless sky. When Skyler balked at going to the beach in such a short sun dress, Uncle Shaun quickly warned, ‘Princess, I expect you to obey me at all times this summer. If you ever disobey me, I will take your plastic pants and diapers down and give you a sound spanking on the spot, no matter who is present. If I hear one more word out of you, you’ll get a good spanking and then you’ll go to the beach with just a bathing suit over your diapers and baby pants. Now do as Uncle Shaun says or you will be a very sorry little girl.’ Again Skyler felt overwhelmed with a sense of complete helplessness and started to cry. Comforting her with a hug, her uncle said,‘ Don’t cry little Skyler. You’ll have lots of fun at the beach. I promise. We’re bringing a pail and two shovels so you and Abby can built a sand castle. Now be a good girl and come along with me.’ With that he lifted her out of her crib in his strong arms and set her on her feet before taking her by the hand and leading her downstairs. After gathering up a hamper, some beach chairs, and Skyler’s pail and shovels, he led Skyler out the door and along the path to the nearby beach. Fortunately, their cottage was right at the edge of the beach itself and they didn’t have to go far to go. And since the beach was private, it was fairly deserted, with only a few strollers passing by. They spread out a blanket for their things at the top of the beach a good distance from the water’s edge. After that, Abby took charge of Skyler and helped her get started on her sand castle. After an hour, as the sand castle began to take shape, Skyler almost forgot she was in diapers. She was also glad to be outside the house, away from her baby room. Uncle Shaun even surprised her when he opened the hamper and took out her favorite soda and hamper and took out her favorite soda and some cookies. Around 4:00, Abby asked Skyler how she was doing and if she was still dry. She blushed and nodded as Uncle Shaun commented, ‘I put two cloth diapers on her, Abby. That should hold her until after dinner. .. Oh, hello Kristi, how are you?’ Skyler jerked around to see an older woman in her late forties coming up the beach. She recognized Uncle Shaun’s neighbor and friend, Kristi Ball. ‘Fine, Shaun. How wonderful to see you. It’s been almost a year, hasn’t it. Hello Abby. How nice to see you back this summer too. And who is this? Why that looks like Tyler Biery if I’m not mistaken.’ ‘It certainly is, Kristi. Tyler’s here for the whole summer. He’ll be staying all the way through to Labor Day.’ ‘Splendid, Shaun. This is the perfect place for a youngster to spend the summer months.’ As Mrs. Ball approached, Skyler pressed her sundress down against the wind, trying desperately to keep her diapers covered up. Alas, her efforts only called more attention to what she was wearing. Not that it mattered. what she was wearing. Not that it mattered. Mrs. Ball had already seen everything as she walked toward the group. As Skyler had crouched to work on her sand castle, her little sun dress had flared up in back, completely exposing her baby pants and diapers. After a long look directly at Skyler’s sundress, Mrs. Ball said, ‘Shaun, it looks as if Tyler needs the same treatment Abby had last summer.’ Skyler looked down with a very red face while noting with some satisfaction that Abby herself was blushing and looking away. To make matters worse, Uncle Shaun spoke up immediately. ‘That’s right, Kristi. Our little Skyler has a wetting problem which we’re going to take care of this summer. Today is his first day with us and she’s already learning how to use her diapers like a good little girl.’ ‘I see. What a good girl you are, Skyler. Don’t be embarrassed at needing diapers, child. You’d be surprised at how many youngsters your age have a wetting problem and still need nighttime diapers. I always found it was a lot easier with my Kyler than washing sheets every morning.’ Although Skyler said nothing, Mrs. Ball’s sympathetic words made her feel a little better. And she wondered what she meant about washing sheets? Was Kyler a regular wetter too? Was he still in diapers every night? As Skyler continued to ponder these words, Uncle Shaun invited Mrs. Ball to join them. After spreading out her big beach towel and sitting down, Mrs. Ball asked, ‘Do you still have those cute sleepers from last summer, Shaun?’ ‘We certainly do. Skyler looks adorable in the pink one. Why don’t you come for dinner tonight? We’re having grilled fish and corn on the cob and you can see for yourself how that sleeper looks.’ ‘I’d be delighted, Shaun.’ The two neighbors soon settled into a long conversation, glad for the chance to catch up on the year’s events. Meanwhile, Abby and Skyler went back to their sand castle. After about thirty minutes, Uncle Shaun leaned back and asked, ‘Skyler, sweetheart, please come here so Uncle Shaun can check your diaper. That’s the third ginger ale you’ve finished this afternoon.’ When Skyler froze in place, Uncle Shaun warned her in a quiet voice, ‘Skyler, don’t make me take you back to the cottage and put you over my knee.’ That was enough to convince Skyler. With a red face at the mention of a spanking before Mrs. Ball, she got up from her sand castle and waddled around to her uncle’s chair. He drew her up close without getting up. ‘Good girl .. now be still while I check you. I expect you not to fuss when you are being checked or changed, unless you want me to spank you right out here .. that’s a good girl .. come across my lap so I can check you.’ As Skyler went limp, Uncle Shaun pulled her across his thighs as if she was going to be spanked and tucked her under his left arm before lifting her sundress. Skyler’s face got even redder as she realized her plastic pants and diapers were completely exposed to Mrs. Ball and Abby. Even before Uncle Shaun could slip his finger under the plastic pants at the crotch, Mrs. Ball spoke up, ‘She certainly is wet, Shaun.. you can see it right through her baby pants.’ Sure enough, she was. Even Abby took notice. Underneath Skyler’s baby pants, they could all see a darker wet area on her diapers extending out from the crotch in a semi-circle across much of her bottom. Fortunately, at least a third of the diaper material was still completely dry. After checking further, Uncle Shaun playfully smacked Skyler’s plastic pants and said, ‘She’s not that wet Mrs. Ball .. are you Skyler? These diapers will do just fine until we go in for dinner.’ He then pulled her dress back down, lifted her to her feet, and patted her bottom through her sundress before and sending her back to the sand castle. Though Skyler’s face burned red with shame at being seen in wet diapers by Mrs. Ball, there was nothing she could do except hide behind Abby. Fortunately, her uncle and Mrs. Ball quickly returned to their conversation as if Skyler’s diaper check had been the most ordinary thing in the world.

Chapter 4

By the time they gathered up their things and headed back to the cottage around 5:00, Skyler was even wetter and eager for a change. Instead of placing her on the changing pad in her crib, Uncle Shaun took the pad into the bathroom and laid it out on the rug. After starting the bath water, he pulled off Skyler’s sun dress and helped her lie on the pad where he quickly removed her plastic pants and wet diapers. He then dropped her wet diapers into the diaper pail marked SKYLER and washed out the plastic plants in the sink before hanging them up to dry on a towel rack. The whole time, Skyler lay completely naked on her back on her changing pad, feeling like the smallest little girl in the world. ‘Skyler Princess, I will be giving you a bath every night before dinner. After your bath, before going downstairs to eat. Abby will feed you dinner between 6 and 7, after which you are free to play for an hour. At 8, I will bring you upstairs and change you into thick, nighttime diapers after your temperature and your bedtime spanking. If you’ve been a good girl, Daddy will let you take your bedtime bottle snuggled on his lap while he reads you a nice story. If you’ve been naughty that day, Daddy will put you right to bed after your spanking with no snuggling bed after your spanking with no snuggling and no story. Do you understand?’ Skyler knew it didn’t matter whether she ‘understood’ or not. A few tears trickled down her cheek as she realized how she was going to be spanked every night at bedtime all summer. ‘It’s all for your own good, Skyler. The faster you accept your need to be a baby, the more effective your toilet training will be when we start in August. A complete baby routine is very important at the beginning. Just ask Abby. She went through this last summer and it cured her wetting completely. I know it’s tough at first but you’ll get used to it after a few weeks. Abby was the same way.’ Hearing that her older cousin had gone through the same treatment helped Skyler stop sniffling as her uncle got her into the bath. The hot water also helped relax her as did the feel of the soapy sponge all over her as he washed her thoroughly. By the time he let the water out and stood her up to dry her off, Skyler’s whole body was flushed bright pink and warm all over. She felt somewhat better about things without really understanding why. And she was secretly pleased at all the compliments Uncle Shaun had lavished on her. After he dried her off with a soft towel, Uncle Shaun took Skyler and her changing pad back into her bedroom and placed the pad in her crib. After lifting her up and onto the pad, he went to the dresser and fetched her diaper things. He returned with an armful of diapers, oil, powder, plastic pants, and the pink sleeper. And he also brought a pacifier which he put into her mouth. After baby oiling her all over and giving her a full-body powdering, Uncle Shaun slide two folded cloth diapers under Skyler’s raised bottom and pinned them snugly in place. He then shook out a pair of plastic pants. This time, it was a pair of opaque white plastic pants decorated with Disney characters. They were considerably heavier than the semi-transparent plastic pants and they crackled loudly whenever Skyler moved her legs. Finally Uncle Shaun slipped on the pink sleeper without bothering to use the little padlock. By the time they went back downstairs for dinner, Mrs. Ball had already arrived and was in the kitchen helping Abby with the dinner. Seeing them come down the stairs, she came out of the kitchen and greeted them warmly. As Uncle Shaun led Skyler around the living room in a fashion parade, her thick diapers bulged out against the tight her thick diapers bulged out against the tight sleeper and her plastic pants crackled loudly. After admiring her outfit, Mrs. Ball said, ‘Oh doesn’t she look adorable. How many diapers is that child wearing, Shaun? It looks like she is set for the whole night.’ ‘Just two folded cloth diapers, for now, Kristi. I’ll change her into thicker night diapers after her bedtime spanking. She’ll get a disposable diaper then with two cloth diapers to take care of her nighttime BM’s and the heavier wetting. As you can hear, I’ve already got her in heavier plastic pants.’ Skyler’s face flushed an even deeper deep red as Mrs. Ball asked, ‘Shaun, how many BM’s has she made today?’ ‘Just one so far, during her nap. We’re using two suppositories at naptime to make sure she gets used to using her diapers right away. And she’ll gets another two at bedtime, at least for the first few weeks. After that, we’ll see how well she does on her own. Once she learns to use her diapers like a real baby, we won’t need suppositories. Abby, why don’t you take Skyler to the kitchen and feed her dinner. We’ll eat a little bit later.’ ‘OK, Dad. Come on, Skyler. Let’s get our baby fed, shall we?’ Skyler allowed Abby to lead her by the hand into the kitchen, eager to escape further humiliating conversation. Fortunately, Abby let her eat grown up food this time though she insisted on feeding it to Skyler herself. She also made her wear a bib to catch the dribbles which fell over her chin and did not allow her to use a napkin or to wipe her face. Towards the end of her dinner, Uncle Shaun and Mrs. Ball came by to pick up their dinner and take it out to the table on the porch. They both smiled at the sight of a bibbed Skyler with food all over her face. When Skyler tried to wipe her chin, Uncle Shaun warned, ‘Put your hands down, young lady, unless you want a spanking right here in the kitchen.’ ‘Does she need many spankings, Shaun?, Mrs. Ball asked with a twinkle in her eye. ‘Not so far, Kristi. Skyler’s generally very well behaved, especially since she knows she what will happen if she isn’t. As Abby learned last summer, any misbehavior means a longer bedtime spanking.’ ‘Does Abby still get bedtime spankings, Shaun?’ ‘Not every night, Kristi. She is behaving much better this summer and we’re down to two or three a week, plus the occasional two or three a week, plus the occasional daytime correction. Unfortunately, Abby has a bedtime spanking coming tonight, don’t you Abby?’ ‘DADDYYYY,’ Abby wailed, her face reddening as she suddenly became the focus of attention. Not letting her daughter off the hook, Uncle Shaun continued, ‘Abby promised to have the laundry done while Skyler was taking her nap but she forgot and went to the beach with a friend, didn’t she? Frankly, she was probably due for a bedtime spanking anyway. She hasn’t gone over my knee in five days and it’s starting to show.’ Once again, Abby protested, ‘Daddyyy, please, let’s talk about this later. I’m almost 14’. ‘That’s right, young lady. And a 14 year old girl is too old to be turned over my knee twice a week and spanked on her bare bottom. But we both know that’s exactly how Daddy is going to handle you as long as you continue to act like a naughty third grader. Beside, Mrs. Ball knows how I handle you. Have you forgotten last summer when I put you over my knee in the living room?’ Abby blushed even more and looked down, this time without answering her father. ‘I remember that evening, Shaun,’ Mrs. Ball volunteered. ‘And judging from what I’ve observed of Abby’s behavior, she still needs regular firm discipline to keep her in line. Though Kyler is in sisth grade, I intend to keep spanking him as long as he is living under my roof whenever he misbehaves. It works wonders, let me tell you. He’s always an angel after a good spanking.’ ‘Abby’s the same way, Kristi. Which is why I intend to continue punishing her like a little girl when she needs it. In many ways, she still is a little girl inside.’ ‘Does Abby still cry like a little girl during a spanking, Shaun?’ Abby’s face went an even deeper red as she stared at the table. ‘Just like a little girl. Yes, Kristi. It’s the best indication I have that she’s learning a good lesson and still needs to be spanked at her age. Overall, I’ve made real progress with her these past two years. She needs far fewer spankings than she did last summer when bedtime discipline was more of a nightly routine.’ ‘I use a weekly spanking hour with Kyler, every Sunday night after dinner. If he’s been naughty that week, he learns a good lesson. And if he’s been good, he still gets a firm reminder that he is Mommy’s little boy and that he’s going to be spanked until he gets married. And when that time does come, I’m going to have a private chat with his fiancée so she understands how to handle him when he misbehaves.’ As each new detail came out, Skyler grew more fascinated, searching Abby’s face for her reaction. Suddenly she couldn’t care less that she was sitting there with a bib and food all over her face wearing diapers and toddler jammies. Her beautiful older cousin was going to get a bare bottom spanking that very evening and Skyler would be able to hear everything from her room. To escape from the embarrassing conversation, Abby suddenly asked Skyler if she was finished and ready for go to her room to play. Since Skyler’s plate was clean, Abby quickly wiped her face with a wet cloth, took off her bib, and took her into the living room where the two girls played as Uncle Shaun and Mrs. Ball had dinner. Skyler could barely keep her mind on her toys, knowing her first bedtime spanking was rapidly approaching. Finally, the chair scraped on the porch and Uncle Shaun came in to take her upstairs. He led her into the bathroom and asked her to brush her teeth while he got a few things ready. When she finished, her uncle called her into her room. As she entered, her heart fluttered at the sight of her uncle sitting in a straight backed chair near her bedside table, the jar of Vaseline and thermometer in his hand. On the table was the little jar of suppositories. ‘Come over here, little girl, so Daddy can get you out of your sleeper and take your temperature. Skyler walked over and allowed him to unzip her sleeper and slip it down off her arms and all the way to her feet. Uncle Shaun then took the tearful child over his lap where he removed her plastic pants and unpinned her diapers. Folding them down in back and putting the pins carefully on the nearby table, he soon had her bottom well vaselined and the thermometer held securely in place, his big hand cupping her cheeks in a way which announced what was coming next. Already Skyler had begun crying softly and squirming her full bottom from side to side, ‘Please Daddy .. I don’t want a spanking .. please not a spanking.’ ‘Hush sweetheart. You know a spanking each night at bedtime will help you learn to behave and to be Daddy’s perfect angel. Besides, any girl who still needs diapers and baby pants and who wets and messes her diapers just like a baby is certainly not too old for bedtime spankings. Now lie still while Daddy takes your temperature.’ As Susan lay there, continuing to squirm, she could hear Mrs. Ball and Abby doing the dishes downstairs. That meant they would be able to hear her spanking just as easily. After Daddy took the thermometer out and pronounced Skyler fit as a fiddle, he inserted her nighttime suppositories and announced it was time for her spanking. As his big hand fell onto her bare bottom, it covered each of her big cheeks in a single smack. Though she wanted to be brave, Skyler was unable to hold back from sobbing like a baby just two minutes after her spanking began. Uncle Shaun spanked her steadily for a good five minutes until her whole bottom was bright red and her face a tear-streaked mess. Somehow, the soft diaper material felt comforting under Skyler’s loins during her spanking. And when her uncle sat her up afterwards and told her how much he loved her and how well she had taken her first spanking, she found herself hugging him back with an intensity which surprised her. Without breaking the hug, he lifted her in his strong arms and carried her over to her crib and laid her on the changing pad. He then retrieved the two cloth diapers which had fallen to the floor and laid them out on the bed with the four diaper pins, a disposable diaper, and the baby oil. Next, he put her wrists in the Velcro restraints and gave her a warm bottle of milk which she quickly placed between her lips. This time, Skyler lifted and opened her legs instinctively for her oiling, glad to have the soothing baby oil on her stinging bottom. Within five minutes, she was safe and sound in her thick, rustling, nighttime diapers and plastic pants, her sleeper zipped up to her chin and her forehead tingling with her uncle’s good night kiss as he turned out the lights and left. Uncle Shaun then returned to join Mrs. Ball on the porch where they wiled away another hour. Eventually, it was time for Mrs. Ball to head home. As she was leaving the front head home. As she was leaving the front door, Uncle Shaun called Abby over. ‘Come say goodbye to Mrs. Ball, Abby.’ ‘Yes, Daddy,’ Abby said. ‘Good night Abby,’ Mrs. Ball said with a mischievous smile. ‘Good night Mrs. Ball,’ Abby replied, blushing again. Before seeing Mrs. Ball off, Uncle Shaun turned to Abby and said, ‘I want you to go to your room and change into your baby doll nightie and matching panties and wait for me in the corner, young lady. Daddy will be up to take care of you after I clean up a few things down here.’ With a red face, Abby nodded before fleeing up the stairs and going into her room. Slowly, reluctantly, she undressed and changed into her nightie. It was baby pink with a pair of heavily ruffled, rhumba-style panties peeking out below the hemline. Though Abby realized Skyler would probably wake up and hear everything, she was grateful not to be seen by her cousin in this girlish outfit. Little did she realize Skyler was still wide awake and straining in her bed to hear every sound that came through the thin walls. At last, Abby’s father finished his chores and came up to find Abby standing obediently in the corner. ‘Good girl, Abby. I’m glad you did what you were told. Now come over here so Daddy can give you a good spanking before putting you to bed. That’s a good girl, over my lap, that’s right .. all the way over Daddy’s lap. I’m going to teach you a lesson tonight that you won’t forget. Let’s get these little girl panties down .. like this..’ Although Abby’s father was speaking in a quiet voice, Skyler had climbed quietly out of her bed and pressed her ear to the wall so she could hear everything. She made a mental note to search her cousin’s dresser to see what these panties looked like. Suddenly, she heard the distinct sound of a hand landing hard on a bare bottom and a quiet ‘Ow’ from Abby. Immediately a second and a third spank followed and then a long series of regular spanks as if this was a familiar routine for both father and daughter. Like her father, Uncle Shaun spanked fairly quickly, landing one spank about every two seconds. Had Skyler been in the room, she would have seen Uncle Shaun’s hand alternate from one cheek to the other as Abby’s fleshy cheeks bounced wildly back and forth with each spank. Abby had 26 inch hips and a very large bottom which required many spanks to cover her cheeks. Within three minutes, her fat bottom was completely pink and Abby was already beginning to cry, though rather softly in the hopes Skyler would not hear. Her father guessed she was trying to hold back but knew it wouldn’t last. Sooner or later, Abby reached a certain emotional release when she felt free to cry her heart out like any other little girl being soundly spanked. Knowing his daughter’s need for that release and the way it brought the two of them together in an intense bond, Uncle Shaun always spanked her well past the point when she began sobbing. He also knew how effective a lengthy spanking was in bringing good behavior. Years of experience had convinced Uncle Shaun that short spankings were ineffective in curbing mischief and teaching a naughty child proper limits. Since he usually used his hand, saving the paddle for the most serious mischief, his spankings never left lasting damage other than a very warm bottom for the next few hours. Instead, his method was to spank for a longer period of time, usually five to ten minutes until Abby completely forgot about how old she was, until she became a little girl who knew deep down that she still needed firm guidance and supervision from someone older than her. That was why she always cried so freely in the end. During the course of a good spanking, sooner or later she realized she really was a little girl in many ways and that she still needed someone to set firm limits for her and make sure she stayed within them. With all this in mind, Uncle Shaun ignored her daughter’s soft cries and continued spanking her big bottom, watching as it grew steadily redder and listening as Abby’s resolve broke down. Sometime around four minutes into her spanking, Abby lost it and began crying loudly with a manner normally seen in much younger girls. As always, her father reminded her that her real spanking had just begun and continued spanking her for another five minutes. That was another reason she never held back for long. Her father always spanked her for five minutes after hearing the genuine crying which indicated true penitence and the learning of a good lesson. By the time he finished, Abby had received at least 300 spanks and she was sobbing freely without inhibitions, kicking her legs out together in parallel frog-like kicks just like a 5 year old. Shaun kept his daughter over his lap for another five minutes, rubbing her sore cheeks softly and telling her how much he loved her until her crying subsided. Then he spoke the words Abby had been fearing all along. ‘I think we’ll put you in punishment diapers tonight, Abby, just to make sure you learn a good lesson. Please stand up and get on your bed while I get your diaper things ready.’ Abby had been dreading this possibility through the long spanking, especially because Skyler might hear everything and find out she still had to wear nighttime diapers two or three times a week. Though she didn’t wet anymore, her father usually added nighttime diapers and baby pants as an extra punishment after a bedtime spanking since he knew it would bring back vivid memories of the previous summer. After a summer of intensive diaper therapy, baby clothes were a highly effective reminder of Abby’s juvenile status. After Abby’s father helped her up to her feet, he directed her to her bed with a couple more spanks. He then went to Abby’s dresser and opened the lowest drawer which was full of large disposable diapers and plastic pants. He took out a thick pair of snap sided, cloth bedwetting pants and a pair of pink plastic pants and closed the drawer. By then, Abby was already lying in bed, her legs lifted up in anticipation of her diapering as she rubbed her big sore fanny with both hands. She was then quickly diapered and plastic pants were slipped over her diapers. Before he left, she had to give her Daddy a big hug and promise to be a good girl so she wouldn’t need another spanking soon. And with a final kiss on her forehead, Daddy tucked his well-spanked, diapered daughter into bed and turned out the light.

Chapter 5

The next morning, Abby’s father checked on her daughter to make sure she stayed dry. After debating whether or not to make Abby wear her baby doll nightie and diapers while Uncle Shaun got Skyler up for breakfast, he relented and removed the dry diaper so his daughter could wear big girl clothes, but with a disposable Pull-Up underneath… just in case. It was enough that Skyler had heard Abby get spanked the night before. When Skyler heard Uncle Shaun go into Abby’s room that morning, she stirred in her sleep and woke up. She noticed with shock that she had messed herself sometime during the night without having woken. Apparently the cod liver oil had done its work. She was also quite wet. After breakfast and her morning diaper change, Skyler stayed inside all morning. Since it was already quite hot, she played in the living room wearing nothing more than diapers, plastic pants, and a little sun dress. At 10:30, Mrs. Ball stopped by for coffee and sat with Uncle Shaun on the porch while Skyler played checkers with Abby. Since Mrs. Ball had already seen Skyler’s wet diapers the day before, Skyler accepted her presence, knowing full well that she couldn’t have done anything about it anyway. At 11 AM, Abby went upstairs and came down with a clean disposable, a pacifier, the baby oil, and the changing pad. Spreading the pad out on the rug, she changed Skyler’s wet diaper with the older woman glancing in wet diaper with the older woman glancing in approvingly from the porch. ‘That’s the most adorable thing I think I’ve ever seen,’ Mrs. Ball said as Skyler lifted her own legs to allow Abby to slip the dry diaper under her. ‘Isn’t it? Skyler’s much better today. We may not even need suppositories for the first two weeks,’ Uncle Shaun replied. Once Skyler was back in a nice, dry diaper and her plastic plants pulled on, she brightened up considerably and resumed her checkers tournament with Abby. After two more games, it was time for lunch. Mrs. Ball stayed on as a guest and watched while Abby spooned dribbly baby food into Skyler’s mouth. When she finished, she wiped Skyler’s face, took off her bib, and said, ‘Time for your afternoon nap, Baby Skyler. Let’s go upstairs and get you tucked in to your jammies.’ Her curiosity aroused, Mrs. Ball asked, ‘Do you mind if I go along, Shaun. I’d love to see how you’ve set up Skyler’s room.’ ‘Not at all, Kristi. You’ll see that Skyler has everything a baby needs up there, doesn’t she’? Skyler protested momentarily until she saw the look on Uncle Shaun’s face. So upstairs the three of them went. As Abby put her down on her changing pad in her crib, fastened her wrists in the restraints, and inserted a pacifier, Skyler’s face growing increasingly red. Mrs. Ball looked on, evidently impressed by everything she saw. Abby then took down Skyler’s plastic pants, un-taped and removed her wet, disposal diaper, and wiped her off thoroughly with Baby Wipes. She undid Skyler’s wrists so she could turn her over before refastening her and slipping the special pillow under her loins. ‘We always take Skyler’s temperature twice a day, at naptime and bedtime, Mrs. Ball.’ ‘That’s a splendid idea, Skyler,’ Mrs. Ball replied. ‘I find a baby thermometer is still preferable with my Kyler when he acts like a little boy instead of a 10 year old.’ After vaselining Skyler’s bottom, Abby slipped the thermometer in. Turning to Mrs. Ball, she asked, ‘Mrs. Ball, could you hold Skyler’s thermometer in place while I get her baby things ready? I usually keep my hand here like this.’ ‘Of course, dearie. I’d be happy to do that. Isn’t she the cutest thing you ever saw in her crib?’ After agreeing, Abby handed Skyler over to Mrs. Ball and went about getting everything ready. Turning to Mrs. Ball after five minutes, she asked, ‘How’s her temp, Mrs. Ball?’ Mrs. Ball pulled out the thermometer and checked it. ‘Fine, Abby. I’d say you were taking excellent care of Baby Skyler.’ ‘We are, Mrs. Ball. Here .. let me have that thermometer so I can wash it before we continue.’ After washing the thermometer in the kitchen sink, Abby returned it to the open jar of Vaseline beside Skyler’s bed. As she picked up the little jar of suppositories, Abby’s eyes widened and she began whimpering and squirming, her fat bottom wagging back and forth. ‘Skyler usually fusses when it’s time for her suppositories, Mrs. Ball. Sometimes she even needs a spanking to settle her down. We always give her two before her afternoon nap to make sure she uses her diapers like a good little baby girl. And she gets cod liver good little baby girl. And she gets cod liver oil at bedtime. Of course, it’s all still very new to Skyler but she’s already getting used to her new routine and I expect she won’t need suppositories in another week or two. Skyler groaned audibly into her pillow as Abby pried open her fat cheeks and slipped the two plugs into her bottom, one after another. Then Skyler lifted her hips so Abby could remove the pillow, unfasten her restraints, and turn her over. Already understanding what came next, Mrs. Ball herself fastened Skyler’s wrists back into her restraints as Abby opened the bottle of baby oil and squirted a liberal amount all over her hands. Once again, Skyler squirmed and fussed as Abby oiled her diaper area thoroughly. At one point, Mrs. Ball lifted Skyler’s ankles high into the air so Abby could oil her bottom. She also gave her three good spanks when Skyler began fussing more than usual. Finally, Abby rubbed her hands on a nearby towel and reached for the baby powder. Since the powdering took another five minutes, Skyler’s exposure to Mrs. Ball dragged on and on. All Skyler could think of was having her new diapers put on so she could at least regain some modesty. ‘You certainly are thorough with this big baby, aren’t you, Abby,’ ‘Yes, I am Mrs. Ball. It’s an essential part of her summer training. The longer we spend on Skyler’s baby needs, the more completely she will come to accept them. Now then .. I think that about does it. We’re ready for Skyler’s disposable diaper.’ Abby then lifted Skyler’s legs and slipped the diaper into place before lowering Skyler’s legs back down again, spreading them, and pulling the soft, rustling diaper up into place where she taped it snugly in place. Once it was secure, she finished Skyler off with a pair of pink, semi-transparent plastic pants. ‘I thought you’d like these pink baby pants, Mrs. Ball. Aren’t they cute?’ ‘They certainly are. Why I could just take Baby Skyler and rock her to sleep in my arms right now.’ Mrs. Ball gushed. Finally Abby took Skyler out of her restraints, put her in her pink sleeper, and locked the zipper in place. She then turned her over and patted her well-diapered bottom before kissing her good night. Mrs. Ball also gave her a pat on the bottom and wished her a ‘good nightie night’ before turning to leave. Exactly an hour and a half later, Abby came in to rouse Skyler from her nap. Actually, Skyler hadn’t gone to sleep since she wasn’t tired. And it was obvious from the odor that she was quite messy. Once again, Abby took Skyler downstairs. Fortunately, Mrs. Ball had left by then. Nor was Uncle Shaun anywhere to be seen. A baby bottle sat on the table by the rocking chair. Abby sat herself in the chair, smiled warmly at the sleepy Skyler, and opened her arms. ‘Come here, sweetheart. Since you’ve been such a good girl during your nap, I’ll let you snuggle while you have your bottle.’ Since no one was there to see her, Skyler allowed Abby to put her on her lap where she snuggled against her full breasts as Abby stroked her face and held her bottle. Just as she was finishing her milk, the front door swung open and in walked Uncle Shaun, Mrs. Ball, and Mrs. Ball’s nineteen year old son, Kyler. Skyler tried to bolt from Abby’s lap but her cousin held her firmly in place and whispered in her ear, ‘Young lady, if you try anything like that, I’ll change your diapers right here on the rug, is that clear?’ Skyler nodded, already bright red at the fact as Kyler Ball stared wide eyed at her bottle, her infant sleepers and her diaper bulge. Uncle Shaun invited them to sit down on the couch while he got some lemonade from the kitchen. The two visitors made themselves comfortable and began having an ordinary conversation, with Kyler glancing over frequently at Skyler. Suddenly Mrs. Ball said, ‘Abby, it seems you have a messy baby on your hands who needs changing. Am I right?’ ‘Indeed you are Mrs. Ball. Skyler was wetting her bed four or five time a week last spring so she’s undergoing a summer of diaper therapy and toilet training. Part of that means getting used messy diapers like a real baby. We usually don’t change her right away when that happens. Would you like to help me clean her up? I think she’s ready for a change?’ At that, Skyler broke out in loud protests until Uncle Shaun sternly rebuked her and told her she had earned a spanking as soon as she was changed. Again Skyler loudly protested until Abby literally lifted her onto her feet, smacked her diapered sleeper bottom hard four times, and led her back upstairs where she was put into her restraints, cleaned up, she was put into her restraints, cleaned up, and changed into a single cloth diaper and her pink plastic rhumba style pants with a matching pink sun dress. Abby then brought Skyler back downstairs. As soon as they reached the living room, Uncle Shaun got up from his chair with a stern look and took Skyler by the hand from Abby. ‘Give me that naughty little girl, right this minute. It’s time she learned what happens to children who disobey in this house.’ With Abby and Mrs. Ball looking on ready to offer assistance, there was nothing Skyler could do except burst into tears as her uncle led her off into the kitchen. At least they were out of sight of the living room as he sat down on a kitchen chair, lifted into the air and placed her face down over his lap. With Skyler protesting loudly the whole time, Uncle Shaun flipped her sun dress up, pushed her plastic pants and diaper down to mid-thigh, tilted her further over his left thigh, and began a long spanking. By the time he finished five minutes later, Skyler was crying vigorously like any little girl who had just been soundly spanked over a paternal lap. Afterwards, Uncle Shaun helped her up and marched her over to a corner in her up and marched her over to a corner in the living room where she had to stand for fifteen minutes. Although her diaper and rhumba plastic pants were back up, Skyler had to keep her sundress up around her waist so everyone could see her diapers and rhumba pants. Meanwhile the four onlookers chatted away as if nothing unusual had happened. Finally, Uncle Shaun said, ‘Is my naughty little Skyler ready to behave herself like a good girl?’ When Skyler sniffled yes from the corner, he replied, ‘Good then. Come over here so Uncle Shaun can give you a hug.’ After hugging Skyler, Uncle Shaun told her she could play quietly with her dolls on the floor. While she was relieved her spanking ordeal had ended, her face remained red as she listened to Uncle Shaun, Mrs. Ball, Abby and Kyler discuss her diaper needs over a glass of lemonade as if she weren’t even in the room. She was also embarrassed at the way her rhumba panties peeked out continually from beneath the hem of her short pink sun dress. After they all finished their drinks, Skyler began whimpering about how bored she was until Abby asked, ‘Skyler, how would you like it if Kyler and I to took you down for a walk on the beach in that pretty sun dress so everyone could see your diapers? That’s what’s going to happen if you don’t stop fussing. Why don’t I get another bottle for you?’ Kyler watched, fascinated, while Abby filled a baby bottle with apple juice and gave it to Skyler with a slap on her diapered bottom to remind her what to drink it quietly. Skyler had no choice but to put the bottle in her mouth and suck. For the rest of the afternoon, she played quietly with her dolls and stuffed animals on the floor while the others discussed various aspects of her baby needs from the merits of frequent spankings, corner time, rectal temps, baby baths, suppositories, bottles, naptime, and early bedtime. Then only relief for Skyler came when Mrs. Ball casually mentioned Kyler’s spankings and rectal temps and teasingly warned him she might have to put him back in diapers too if he misbehaved. Kyler’s face went bright red instantly as he felt Skyler’s wondering eyes looking at him. When Skyler’s dinner time rolled around, she was quite wet after two more bottles of juice. Abby took her upstairs and changed her before bringing her down and putting her in her chair for dinner. As Kyler watched, Abby tied a bib around Skyler’s neck and fed her grown up food, going out of her way to dribble it all over Skyler’s face. By the time she finished, Skyler’s face was quite messy. It was also red once again. After dinner, Abby and Mrs. Ball took Skyler up for her bath. Afterwards, Abby dried Skyler off and led her into her bed room. She then sat down on her desk chair, lifting her skirts out of the way, and put Skyler over her lap. Already Skyler had broken down helplessly and was crying like a 5 year old as she realized she was going to get another spanking and this one right in front of Mrs. Ball. ‘Quite fussing, child. It’s not as if Mrs. Ball has never seen a spanking before.’ ‘That’s right, Skyler,’ Mrs. Ball chimed in. ‘I find I have to turn Kyler over my knee at least twice a week. Actually, he has a bed time spanking coming tonight, just like you do, for his little ‘incident’ this morning.’ Although Skyler could not see it, Kyler’s face turned bright red again downstairs as his mother’s words reached him. After taking Skyler wrists firmly in her left hand, Abby spanked her younger cousin using the same technique her father used until Skyler was sobbing. Afterwards, she stood Skyler up for a long hug. ‘I’m sorry Abby had to spank you, Skyler, but you know how naughty you were this afternoon and you know what happens to little girls in this house whenever they are naughty.’ Since Skyler’s head was buried in Abby’s shoulder, all she could do was nod her head hug her older cousin more tightly. ‘Are you going to be a good girl while we put you into your nighttime diapers, Skyler?’ Once again, Skyler nodded and hugged Abby back more tightly. ‘OK, sweetheart. Let’s get you up on your changing pad, shall we?’ With help from Mrs. Ball, they lifted her easily onto her pad, face down, put her wrists in place, and arranged the pillow underneath. As Abby took Skyler’s temperature, she was pleased to see her sucking almost contentedly on her pacifier. Apparently the spanking had helped settle her down. After checking her temperature, they took away the pillow, undid her they took away the pillow, undid her restraints, turned Skyler over, put her back into her restraints, and then proceeded with her diapering. After slipping on the pink, rhumba panties, Abby asked, ‘Skyler, if you think you are ready, we can go from the pink sleeper with the zipper to a regular sleeper with snaps. Do you think you can be trusted not to try to take off your diaper in the night?’ When Skyler nodded, Abby added, ‘Just to be sure, I am going to lock your bathroom door tonight as well as your bedroom door. If you want more freedom, you’ll have to show us that you are a real baby.’ Skyler nodded, not sure this was the same as freedom but happy not to be locked into her sleeper. ‘I think this sleeper will go nicely with your pink baby pants tonight, Skyler,’ Abby said as she selected another pink sleeper with pale blue bunny rabbits from Skyler dresser. With help from Mrs. Ball, the two had the sleeper on quickly and all the snaps along the legs and crotch done up. Then it was time for Skyler’s cod liver oil which she took with a big grimace. With a big hug and kiss from Abby and from Mrs. Ball, Skyler was put to bed with another bottle of warm milk. Then Abby locked her bathroom door and the two women left. As Skyler lay there, she realized that even there was no place to go potty even if she did take off her diaper. And so with a few more tears of resignation, she sucked on her bottle until she fell asleep. The next morning when Abby brought her down for breakfast, she and Uncle Shaun both complimented Skyler for bring such a ‘good girl’ and not needing the locking sleeper. That morning, she had a big breakfast of scrambled eggs. No one seemed to care in the slightest that she was sitting in messy diapers. Even Skyler was beginning to get used to it. And afterwards, she put up no protest as Abby brought her pad and diaper things downstairs and changed her on the living room rug. Since it was already turning into a hot day, Abby put another very short sun dress over Skyler which did nothing to hide the pink ruffles of her rhumba baby pants peeking out in back. When Kyler arrived soon after that wearing a swim suit, Abby, Kyler, and Skyler all went suit, Abby, Kyler, and Skyler all went down to the beach with a picnic basket and a large bag full of towels and other things. Since Skyler was wearing just a single disposable, Abby checked her every hour by tucking a finger under her plastic pants. By 11:00, Skyler was wet enough to need changing and fully expecting to be taken up to the cottage. To her surprise, Abby told Kyler to go down for a swim while she changed Skyler. She then reached into her large bag and pulled out her pad, some baby oil, baby wipes, and a clean disposable diaper. Despite Skyler’s objections, Abby spread out the pad on her towel, made Skyler lie down, and lifted her legs in the air so she could pull off her plastic pants and untape her wet diaper. As she looked off to her left, she was horrified to see Kyler watching from about a hundred yards away. She protested through her pacifier until Abby gave her bare fanny two sharp smacks. As Skyler laid there in silence she realized something. Kyler wasn’t playing in the water, he peeing himself! She could see that the stream of “water” draining from his swim trunks was more yellow than it should have been. Besides, he’d been out of the water for too long to say that it was water… he just peed his pants! It wasn’t long before Skyler’s new disposable was taped into place and Abby was pulling her plastic pants back up. Then she waved Kyler back from the shallow water where he was playing and watching. An hour later, Abby took Skyler up for lunch while Kyler went home for lunch with his mom. After discussing whether she still needed her suppositories, Uncle Shaun decided to cut it down to one and see how things went. Sure enough, when Abby went in to check on Skyler an hour and a half later, one was enough. To reward Skyler for being so good, Abby took her downstairs and rocked her on her lap for a half hour while she had another bottle. She then took her back upstairs and changed her before letting her come back down to play with her dolls for the rest of the afternoon. After giving her her bath and taking her temperature, Abby put Skyler to bed without a sleeper since it was so hot. By the end of the second week, Skyler didn’t need naptime suppositories. She had learned to use her diapers naturally, just like a real baby. She still needed cod liver oil, at night, however, to ensure regularity in the morning. By the third week, Skyler messed her diaper once at night without waking up. Most of the time, she soiled herself in the morning while lying in bed awake or downstairs after breakfast while playing. By the fifth week, messy diapers had become sufficiently routine for Skyler that she simply pooped in them without thought whenever the need arose. One day she even surprised Abby and Kyler at the beach in the middle of making a sand castle after lunch. She was wearing a disposable diaper and white plastic pants under a sun dress when she suddenly stopped digging with her shovel, pitched forward at an awkward angle, and grunted for a full minute as she made a big poopie. Knowing she wouldn’t get changed for a while - she never was after messing herself - Skyler just sat back down again in the sand and continued playing. Abby and Kyler exchanged glances and smiled. By the middle of the second month, Skyler behaved like any other baby. She was not even embarrassed anymore, even when Mrs. Ball or Kyler was visiting. If Skyler was already downstairs, all wet diapers were changed in the living room, with Kyler sent to the next room first. For messy diapers, Skyler was usually taken upstairs to be changed. A few times, Skyler looked over from the pad on the living room floor as she was being changed and saw Kyler peeking from the kitchen. Instead of complaining or pointing him out, she pretended not to have noticed though her heart began beating noticed though her heart began beating rapidly. There was something exciting about having another kid secretly watch her while she was stripped naked like a little baby and changed into dry diapers. She was also excited every time Kyler was taken upstairs and spanked while she was visiting or when his mother referred to a spanking he had just received or was going to get that night at bedtime. Once, when the grownups let Kyler come up and get her up from her afternoon nap, he had bent over her crib and kissed her as she lay there in her pink sleeper - the first time a boy had ever kissed her. By the end of the summer, Kyler was kissing her whenever he had a chance and patting her diapered bottom under her sun dress when no one was looking. Skyler wondered if she was going to be back for another summer.