When we entered the room, there was a large double bed for my parents, and a......I couldn't believe it! A white CRIB, covered with pink bunnies and of course, pink nursery printed sheets. My driver"€™s license is in there! If I"€™m really a sophomore in high school I wouldn"€™t have that right?"€

Miss Bernadette

Exactly what kind of punishment?" my mother asked. I didn't answer; I just stared at my feet. "Scolding you like a naughty little boy?" she asked, getting a nod from me. "Maybe putting you in the corner?" I nodded again. "More?" she asked, and I looked up at her. Finishing: I need to create a tiltle and an end for the animation. Those who helped me and want to be mentioned in the credits will be found there. In the morning, I awoke to find the diaper had become cold and clammy. Now I just wanted out of it. My mother put the crib side down and I jumped out. When I went into the Living room, my sister nearly choked at seeing me in the diaper. She giggled as I went from person to person, saying goodnight. Rachel rolled her eyes. "€œWhy are dressed like you just fell out of a costume shop mom, you look ridiculous. Besides, my day is going to be a nightmare "€˜cause my teacher decided to spank me in front of the whole class yesterday. Whatever weird birthday stuff you have planned isn"€™t going to make up for that."€I knew it was futile to resist, but I still tried to hold it. It wasn't long before I gave up the battle, opting for comfort instead. It was a relief to let it out, but then it felt awful in the seat of my diaper. My mother did not make me wait long for a change, and though it was embarrassing, this time I was very happy to get my diaper changed. Mrs. Maxwell rolled her eyes, reached over, and yanked Elizabeth"€™s pencil skirt down. Elizabeth yelped as she was exposed and tried to cover herself only to Mrs. Maxwell slap her hands away. "€œI"€™ve had just about enough of this attitude. You are NOT a teacher, Elizabeth. You are a student and you should start acting like one."€ Ahh - I see. Well, if you feel so strongly about it that you actually ASK for one, then I guess you really do need a good hard spanking, don't you?" Her voice started to take one the tone of lecturing a small child . "Well? Isn't that what you need?" she pressed. I-I"€™m sorry Rachel! I-I won"€™t ever do it again, I promise"€¦"€ Elizabeth sniffled as she spoke. She couldn"€™t meet Rachel in the eyes as the girl looked down on her.

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How"€¦? How is this all happening? It has to have something to do with Rachel. It all started when I tried to spank her again"€¦ Samantha "€˜tsked"€™ and grabbed Elizabeth"€™s wrist. Elizabeth struggled against her, but found the older woman far stronger than she would have anticipated. "€œYour school uniform, Elizabeth. The one I"€™m going to put you in after I punish you for this ridiculous behavior.Elizabeth stood and did her best to sound composed, "€œThank you Samantha for your...help."€ She then turned to the whiteboard and continued, "€œAs Mrs. Maxwell informed you all, my name is m--"€ I see this story often ... "In my parish the girls have to wear diapers under their dress for confirmation...."

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I figured my sister must know about this already, and besides, I didn't have much hope of making it through without having at least one Saturday in diapers, and she would see me in diapers then if not before that time. I figured now was as good a time as any, and the spanking wouldn't be half as painful on my diaper. I chose the Living Room. If it keeps up for a long time, we will have to take you to see a doctor about it," my mother said, finishing up her concerned reaction after I had confessed to her I had been having a bedwetting problem for the last couple months, and I had even begun to wear diapers for it. She found some baby powder and sprinkled it on me, then snugly fastened the diaper using the tapes that were on it. Umm - well..." I blushed harder, and just nodded. "Even more than that," I said. I was hoping that being punished would help me to stop - I've tried everything else, and punishment is always the last I got paddled at school in almost every grade. I was a failure at controlling my impulses and also at getting away with anything. I hated the paddlings. I feared them. Yet, as an adult, I crave them.

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This idea that the Catholic church requires teenage of preteen girls to wear diapers for confirmation or even for baptism is just not true. Please stop. Fantasy is one thing and we all know that stories are playing with fantasy, but when you start claiming something is a true story and then you lie about a church and about a sacrament, you are overstepping boundaries.