Diaper Punishment

binky-baby:

After play time Daddy was trying to get me re-dressed, he managed to get my training bra and shirt back on before I started acting like a brat. He went to put my legs in my big girl panties but I kicked up my legs and held my knees to my chest. After a few more attempts he gave up and told me that I can stay how I was until I could be good or try and dress myself like the big girl I was supposed to be.

I played on my phone and stuck out my tongue whenever he asked me if I was ready to be good. Daddy doesn’t live alone and even though his roommates typically stay upstairs, I don’t like leaving his room without clothes on, so I started whining that I had to pee so daddy would finish dressing me. . .

“You know what, you’ve been acting like a bratty baby you should look like one” Daddy pulled out my bright pink DC Amor from my diaper bag and pushed me into my back. I whined and covered my face as I usually do when I’m being diapered and wet myself almost as soon as he was done. “If you need to leave the room you can do so in your diapers, let [roommates] see how you’ve been acting like a baby…now have you pottied yet?” “Yes, daddy…” “Well, you can just sit in it for now” I pouted and went on my phone, which he promptly took. I sat up and whined, pouted, and pawed at my wet diaper but to no avail. I ended up taking a nap and when I woke up Daddy changed my diaper and let me put on pants over it so we could watch a movie in the living room. I was wearing sweatpants but they weren’t very loose and my diaper bulge was very visible and I had to tie a sweater around my waist when his roommates came down so they wouldn’t see that or the pink peeking out of my pants.
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Diaper Punishment

binky-baby:

After play time Daddy was trying to get me re-dressed, he managed to get my training bra and shirt back on before I started acting like a brat. He went to put my legs in my big girl panties but I kicked up my legs and held my knees to my chest. After a few more attempts he gave up and told me that I can stay how I was until I could be good or try and dress myself like the big girl I was supposed to be.

I played on my phone and stuck out my tongue whenever he asked me if I was ready to be good. Daddy doesn’t live alone and even though his roommates typically stay upstairs, I don’t like leaving his room without clothes on, so I started whining that I had to pee so daddy would finish dressing me. . .

“You know what, you’ve been acting like a bratty baby you should look like one” Daddy pulled out my bright pink DC Amor from my diaper bag and pushed me into my back. I whined and covered my face as I usually do when I’m being diapered and wet myself almost as soon as he was done. “If you need to leave the room you can do so in your diapers, let [roommates] see how you’ve been acting like a baby…now have you pottied yet?” “Yes, daddy…” “Well, you can just sit in it for now” I pouted and went on my phone, which he promptly took. I sat up and whined, pouted, and pawed at my wet diaper but to no avail. I ended up taking a nap and when I woke up Daddy changed my diaper and let me put on pants over it so we could watch a movie in the living room. I was wearing sweatpants but they weren’t very loose and my diaper bulge was very visible and I had to tie a sweater around my waist when his roommates came down so they wouldn’t see that or the pink peeking out of my pants.