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Views: 3590 Created: 2009.04.18 Updated: 2009.04.18

Learned to love'em

Learned to love'em

I was up playing in my room, it was summer vacation, I was 8 years old, and there weren't many kids my age to play with in the neighborhood. My older sister Rebeca, 12 years old, was at a sleepover and my younger sister Trish, 5 years old, was downstairs watching T.V. Mom had to go to the grocery store and said she would be back in a little bit. I liked to snoop around my sisters rooms when I could, and this was the perfect opportunity. I started digging in Rebeca's room, but didn't see anything cool. Then I went to Trish's room. I looked in the closet, under the bed, and then I started looking in her dresser. When I opened the bottom drawer I found baby stuff. I thought this was weird since there are no babies living in the house. As I started digging more into the drawer, I heard mom coming in the house so I quickly ran out of Trish's room and went downstairs to help carry in groceries.

"Thanks Sam", mom said, I told her I didn't mind, I was hungry and wanted to see what she bought for snacks. Mom said she would be taking Trish to the mall, because there was a sale on summer clothes, and that she would be back in an hour or so. After she made a pizza for us to eat, they both left. I still didn't have much to do, so I went back up to Trish's room to look in that drawer again.

I pulled the drawer open and started pulling everything out. There was baby oil, baby powder, 4 disposable girl diapers, a changing pad and some baby wipes. I didn't think Trish wore diapers, but it was possible she wore them at night in case she wet the bed. I really didn't care who they were for, and I couldn't get over how good that drawer smelled. I wanted to put baby powder and baby oil all over me, because I loved the smell, but I also knew I couldn't because mom would be home soon. I picked up one of the diapers and looked it over. It was pink and white pull-up and it had hearts on it. It looked like it would fit me, so out of curiosity I wanted to see if it fit. It was a bit snug, but it fit pretty good. As soon as I pulled it up, I heard mom and Trish walking in the house. I mom found me digging in Trish's room I would be in big trouble. I didn't have time to take the pull-up off, so I pulled up my pants, grabbed my underwear, and ran into my room. Mom was coming up stairs so I threw my underwear under my bed.

I didn't want her to come in my room so I met her in the hallway. She said, "Sam, come to the bathroom so I can wash your face, it is filthy." I did what I was told, while she was scrubbing my face, she told me we are going to watch a movie so go downstairs and get a spot on the couch. As I was walking out of the bathroom she padded my butt and told me to hurry up. As I walked away hoping she didn't notice, mom said, "Sam, are you wearing underwear?" I looked at her but didn't answer. She could see the terror on my face and said,"Get over here!" I walked over to her and she padded my butt again, I could hear the pull-up crinkle and then mom pulled my pants down. "Sam, why are you wearing a diaper?" I told her what had happened, and she wasn't happy. She said that because I put it on, I will keep it on until she said so, she told me to pull up my pants and go to bed.

I didn't dare take it off, and I kind of liked it so I put on my P.J's and went to sleep. I was woke up the next morning by mom and she said to go downstairs for breakfast. Mom and Trish were at the table, and as soon as she saw me mom asked, "Is everybody dry this morning?" I said yes, Trish didn't say anything, but I figured mom didn't care. Mom said, "Good boy Sam, but make sure you keep your diaper on until I say so". Trish was trying not to laugh, I figured she knew what was going on. As I was eating, I had to pee really bad, I didn't want to bother mom, so I very slowly let it go until I was finished, I figured I would change out of it when I went back to my room. But I was wrong. Mom asked me if I wet myself, and I said no. I didn't realize the didper had a wetness indicator. Mom said she didn't like it when little boys lied to her, she told me to go to my room and wait for her.

I was scared, I knew mom was mad at me. She came in my room with a brown bag. She handed me the bag and told me it was my punishment for lying to her and stealing from Trish's room. She said I would wear what is in the bag, as well as other items, for a week. I started pulling items from the bag, and placing them on my bed. There was a pack of girls diapers, baby wipes, baby oil and powder, plastic panties, and a dress. Mom said that because I picked out the theme of dressing up in girls stuff, she picked out a few things for me that didn't fit Rebeca anymore, and explained to Trish that I needed to wear diapers for a while because I was bad. Mom then told me to lay on my bed so she could get me ready for the day. She removed my wet diaper and gently wiped my bum and front with baby wipes. She spread baby oil all over my body, and sprinkled powder all over my diaper area. She snugly taped up a pink diaper, and slid a pink ruffled plastic pantie over it. She had me stand up and she put the dress on me and zipped up the back. She said that because I wanted to be a like a girl, that she will call me Samantha for the week.

I started to cry, and mom pulled me over and sat me on her lap. She explained that I was naughty, and did a lot of wrong things, and now I had to face the punishment. She hugged me and padded me on the butt and told me to go watch T.V. I went downstairs and sat on a chair. It felt weird walking in this diaper and dress. Mom taped the diaper so sung, that it made me waddle a bit when I walked. It was lunch time and mom said Rebeca is coming over with a few friends. I wanted to run and hide, but I knew everybody would find out some time during the week, I just wanted to get it over with. When Rebeca walked in her friends started laughing at m,e, and asked what I was dong in a diaper and dress. Mom said, "Samantha, tell them what happened to you." As I told them they giggled and asked my mom it they could dress me up a bit more. Mom said if I was willing to do it, she would only make me stay like this for 3 days total, so I agreed.

The girls took me to the bathroom, and put a wig on my head. I now had long blond hair. They braided 2 pigtails for me and put bows in my hair. They shortened my dress so that it showed off the bottom of my diaper. They put makeup on my face and pink lipstick on my lips, by the time they were done I was looking like an 8 year old girl. It felt kind of good to have all these girls taking care of me, so when they told me to go show off to mom, I was up for it. I walked downstairs into the kitchen, twirled around in front of mom, and walked back upstairs. The girls were so proud of me and mom yelled upstairs "LOOKING GOOD SAMANTHA!" My punishment was becoming something I was looking forward to, and the rest of the 3 days went faster than I wanted. When the 3rd day came to an end, mom sat me down and explained to me what I did was wrong, and that I am off punishment. But that if I ever do anything like that again, the punishment will be much much worse.

I can only imagine what will happen next time I get caught...

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