    Summary: Billy, a 12 year old boy is forced back into diapers by his
    mother. He has to get through many embarrassing situations (public
    changes, spankings, breast feedings...). One night a beautiful girl he
    knows since ten years comes to babysit the boy. Will Billy get through
    this and even through what his babysitter has in store for him?

    				Diaper Punishment

    Chapter 1

    Billy Johnson stood in front of his mother being very nervous and
    anxious. His mother Diane looked at him with a sad expression on her
    face, while continuing to shake her head in disbelief.

    "Why did you do this, Billy?" she asked.

    He did not know the answer to that question. Because I needed some
    money? Because I can't stand that guy? Because it is fun to bully weak
    kids at school. But the boy knew better than to respond his mother. She
    did not want an answer she just wanted to relieve her own conscience
    with her question.

    "Answer me, Billy, please. Why did you do this?"

    Again the boy did not dare to respond, but stood in front of his mother
    looking with his eyes on the floor. Again Diane shook her head in
    disbelief and sighed.

    "Billy, you got to have an answer! You were expelled out from school
    for 3 weeks because you blackmailed a boy in the toilets. You forced
    him to give you all his money or you . These
    were your words, weren't they?"

    Again Billy did not move, but just stood there and listened to his
    mother.

    "I can't believe this, Billy. You used to be such a nice boy. My god,
    you are just twelve years old and you are already starting to commit
    crimes at school. You are lucky, that your headmistress knows you since
    eight years. Otherwise she would have sent you directly to the police
    station. I can't believe it." Diane repeated again.

    Again Billy said nothing and Diane gave up to scold him. She sent him
    back to his room and told Billy he had to stay at home the 3 weeks he
    was expelled from school learning and thinking about blackmailing and
    frightening smaller children.

    While the boy left the room Diane looked at him. He was very small for
    his age with soft blonde hair and blue eyes. The other boy must have
    been a real dwarf if Billy could force him to give him some money.

    Two hours later Billy's 15 year old sister Catherine came back home.
    She was a marvelous looking girl with long brown hair and soft brown
    eyes. Her breasts were already well developed and she was a cheerleader
    of the Football team. Diane explained her, why Billy was expelled from
    school for 3 weeks and that he was grounded for that time.

    During dinner not a single word was spoken. The three of them were just
    sitting at the table eating very fast and then Diane went in the living
    room to watch TV, Catherine went upstairs to study for her history test
    in two days and Billy was sent back into his room.

    This day Billy went to bed at about nine o'clock, because he wanted to
    avoid another confrontation with his mother who was really mad at him
    today.

    When Billy woke up his sister has already left for school and Diane has
    left for work. On the kitchen table stood a bowl of corn flakes and a
    sheet of paper right in front of it. His mother ordered him to do all
    the housework and then study for school. After he had eaten his
    breakfast he settled down in front of the TV and watching for about
    three hours.

    Suddenly he thought about doing the chores, but then he relaxed and
    thought that his mother would do nothing about it. Diane had never
    punished her children and after her husband had left Catherine and
    Billy missed an authority. But while the girl grew up to a responsible
    and gentle young lady the boy just became a little brat. Since his
    father had left the family Billy was never again the calm and nice boy
    his mother knew and loved, but a squirming brat.

    In the evening Diane and Catherine entered the house the same time. Of
    course nothing of the housework was done and Billy was asleep in front
    of the TV screen.

    "Nothing! He has done nothing. He did not learn for school and he did
    nothing of the housework. I can't stand his unacceptable behavior any
    longer. I think I'll lose my consciousness." Diane cried.

    Billy woke up from his mother's crying and nearly fell off the couch.

    "Billy! What's wrong with you?" Catherine cried, "Are you even
    incapable of doing some chores? I have to do them too, but you are lazy
    the whole time just sitting in front of your computer or the TV!"

    "Fuck you, bitch!" Billy shouted.

    The boy was really mad at his sister, although he did not know really
    why. Maybe just the fact that she was always the perfect daughter and
    since his father left he had been always the brat of the family.

    Now it was payback-time. Billy lost every kind of sense, when he made a
    run for it. He ran to the stairs and up to the room of his sister,
    where he grabbed the first things he saw and threw them out of the
    window.

    "No, my skirt!" Catherine cried.

    She was right behind Billy and looked out of the window. Her
    cheerleader skirt was lying in the garden. The girl ran out of the room
    downstairs and into the garden. Her skirt was not torn up, but it was
    very dirty and Catherine thought she could never use it again.

    "Billy, get back into your room now! Catherine you too!" cried Diane.

    "But mom, he destroyed my skirt!"

    "Do as I told you. I'll be back in half an hour. I do not want to see
    anybody of you out of his room. And I mean it!"

    Then Diane got into her car and drove off. Billy and Catherine never
    saw her mother that mad. They went both into their rooms and laid down
    on their beds. Billy was now really anxious and nervous, because he
    knew that this time he went a little too far.

    Half an hour later Diane drove again into her garage and stopped. She
    got a large box out of her car and went into the living room. Billy was
    gone too far. He needed to get disciplined or he would wear her down
    until he is an adult or even worse he would end in prison.

    Diane pulled the box upstairs and into the room of Catherine. The girl
    cried softly on her bed and Diane came over to her daughter offering
    some comfort.

    "Why did he do this, mom?" Catherine asked with tears in her eyes.

    "I don't know honey, but he will be very sorry for this, trust me. Look
    what I bought for your brother in the store."

    Catherine looked into the brown box and smiled.

    The door to Billy's room opened and his mother and sister carried a
    large brown box into his room. Billy sat nervous on his bed, sweat
    dropping from his forehead.

    "Mom… look I'm sorry… I..."

    "No, you shut up now, Billy! I've got enough from your unacceptable
    behavior. You behave just like a little brat. And little brats often
    need to learn a lesson. First you blackmail another child in your
    school, then you do nothing to help me in the house and now you have
    called your sister dirty names and ruined her skirts.

    That's not the behavior of a teenager, but of a little baby or toddler.
    And if you want to get treated like a baby, I will certainly treat you
    like one!"

    Billy's eyes widened in fear when he heard what his mother said. Then
    Diane opened the package and got out three large packs of Pampers Size
    6, baby wipes, a changing pad and some baby powder.

    When Billy saw the baby supplies he started to panic. The boy wanted to
    make a run for it, but this time Diane was prepared.

    She grabbed his ankle and held him tight in her grip. Billy started to
    fight his mother and even tried to bite her, but Catherine intervened
    and put one of her hands over his mouth. Diane dragged her defiant son
    to a chair and set down.

    "Catherine hold his hands behind his back. There you go. Keep them
    there. Billy stop wiggling about… it won't do you any good. You will
    get diapered like it or not. But first I have to do something I should
    have done long ago." Diane said.

    Then she opened his jeans and yanked them down. Then his underpants
    followed. Diane and Catherine forced him to step out of his pants and
    then they took off his T-Shirt-. Billy was now standing completely
    naked in front of his mother, while his sister held his arms behind his
    back. Then Catherine pushed him forwards and he was placed over his
    mother's lap. Billy panicked now even more, because he knew what was
    coming. He kicked with his legs, but his mother forced one of them
    under her own leg and held Billy with her left arm tight in place.

     The first smack landed on his bottom forcing Billy to cry out
    in pain. Diane raised her hand again and then began to spank her son
    monotonously.

    Billy was now crying uncontrollably begging his mother to stop and
    promising to be good.

    "Catherine, now it's your turn."

    "Mom?"

    "I spanked him for blackmailing other kids and not doing the housework.
    You will spank him for ruining your skirt."

    Diane stood up and easily could hold Billy in her arms. Her daughter
    set down and Billy was placed across his sister's lap. Billy was crying
    very hard and did not even realize, that his sister was now going to
    spank him.

    Catherine's first smacks were very soft and did not cause any pain, but
    after ten smacks she started to spank harder and soon her spanking
    stung more than Diane's. Billy felt to much pain to be embarrassed. A
    twelve years old boy, placed over his sister's lap and receiving an
    hard spanking from her.

    After 30 hard smacks Catherine stopped, exhausted from the spanking but
    held Billy firmly on her lap. Diane kneeled down in front of him an
    looked into his face. The boy was crying uncontrollably begging for
    mercy.

    "Okay, Billy. You can relax, your spanking is over. I think we can
    trust you not to resist again against your punishment?"

    Billy shook his head.

    "Good. Now, I will explain now the rules of your punishment. You will
    stay on your sister's lap and in case you do not understand the rules
    or listen good Catherine will do that."

    Another slap landed on Billy's already sore bottom, causing him to
    whimper.

    "First: you are a baby again and get treated exactly like a baby. That
    means you will wear and use your diapers for their purpose: wetting and
    messing. If you have a problem with the later, I've got something that
    will help you… Of course you are not allowed to change your own diaper
    or even tell us to change you. Catherine or me will regularly check
    your Pampers and then decide if you get changed or not. Understood?"

    A little smack on his bottom reminded Billy very fast to nod his head.

    "Being a baby means also eating baby food, drinking from a bottle or
    sometimes getting breastfed and of course early bedtimes. You are not
    allowed to take off your diaper and believe me: I've got my methods to
    tamper proof your diapers."

    Billy nodded again and was the released by his sister. Diane picked him
    up and carried him to his bed. Catherine laid the changing pad on his
    bed and Billy was placed naked on the pad.

    Diane spread the baby powder all over his diaper area and started to
    rub it in. Then she grabbed Billy's legs and pushed them back until his
    knees were near his chest. Diane ordered Catherine to hold them there.
    Billy felt his mother examine his sore bottom and whimpered a little
    from the pain. Then he felt his mother shoving something into his anus
    two times and then Catherine led his legs back on his bed.

    Diane ripped a package of the Pampers diapers open and placed one of
    them under Billy's bottom. She taped the diaper up very tight and
    proofed if the diaper would fit her son. After seeing that everything
    was fine she ordered Billy to stand up. Diane took a red text marker
    and marked exactly the points where the two tapes were fastened on the
    diaper.

    Billy was ordered to turn around and Diane wrote his name on the back
    of his diaper. Then she gave him a little swat on his butt and ordered
    him to get back in his bed.

    "Billy, just so you know: I marked the positions where the tapes end on
    your diaper. You see if you take your diaper off and use the bathroom
    and then try to tape this diaper up agein you'll never get the tapes in
    the same position. And if you try to take the diaper off use the
    bathroom and then change into a new one forget about that too. I've
    written your name in my handwriting on the back of your diaper and you
    will not be able to copy my handwriting on plastic.

    I or Catherine will tamper-proof your new diaper every time we change
    you the same way to make it impossible for you to take off your
    Pampers. If you dare taking one of them of you'll get the spanking of
    your life, understood?"

    Billy nodded. Then Diane and Catherine smiled and left the room while
    Billy fell asleep.

    Chapter 2

    One hour later Billy was woken up by sudden cramps spreading in his
    stomach. He pulled the covers away from him and put his hands on his
    tummy in order to ease the pain. But it did not ease, it grew worse.
    The boy rolled from one side of the bed to the other, the pain still
    increasing in his stomach. Suddenly he let out a great fart and then
    Billy started to mess his diaper uncontrollably with soft poop.

    It filled nearly the whole seat of his diaper, until Billy stopped to
    mess himself. Billy began to cry soft almost immediately, when he
    noticed that he had really messed his diaper like a baby. When he
    looked at his diaper he could not make any difference. The baby motifs
    on the front and the tapes looked the same when his mother had put him
    into this diaper. But he could tell from the disgusting stench and the
    horrible feeling from his bottom that he had messed his diaper.

    Billy did not dare to move. He feared that the poop may spread out even
    more. He just laid in his bed without moving a muscle, when it got
    pretty hot in the whole room. Billy could not stand the stench coming
    from his diaper some time more and his diaper was becoming itchy. His
    butt had already been very sore from the spanking one hour ago and the
    poop was now burning like hell on his bare skin. Billy feared that he
    might get a diaper rash, when he would not be changed in next time.

    He eventually managed to get back to sleep ten minutes later only to be
    woken up again by sudden cramps. After messing his diaper a second time
    the laxatives had done their job, but because of the itchy feeling on
    his butt it was impossible for Billy to go back to sleep. He laid an
    hour in his bed without moving a muscle, when he realized he couldn't
    fall asleep with the messy diaper on. He knew, that his mother would
    not change him and therefore the boy got up and opened the room to his
    door. The corridor was gloomy and Billy could not hear any sounds
    coming from downstairs. Maybe his mother and sister were already gone
    to bed?

    He closed the door to his bedroom and then thought about his situation.
    He had to get rid of this messy diaper, but he did not know how. His
    mother had tamper-proofed the damned thing.

    In the end Billy could just find one solution: he would put his diaper
    in the waste bin and then put a fresh diaper on. He would just copy the
    handwriting of his mother; hopefully she would not discover this trick.

    He sneaked out of his room and then downstairs. He opened the front
    door and then the boy ran to the waste bin where he quickly opened the
    tapes of his diaper. He put it into the waste bin and then he ran back
    home naked. After closing the front door Billy sneaked into the
    bathroom and locked the door quietly. Then he quickly stepped into the
    bathtub and washed his butt and crotch which where covered with his own
    poop. His skin was really sore where Billy had been spanked and his
    poop had not made things better. After washing himself he quickly dried
    himself up and then unlocked the bathroom door. Like a shadow Billy
    sneaked back into his own room, closed the door and then turned on the
    light.

    The one Pampers package, which his mother Diane had opened some hours
    ago laid under his desk, while the two other packages were securely
    packed in one of his closets. Billy took one of the diapers out of the
    package and unfolded it. After grabbing the text marker he tried to
    copy his mother's handwriting and carefully wrote the word "Billy" on
    the back of his diaper. After spreading out the Pamper on his bed Billy
    tried to diaper himself. As the boy had never diapered a baby before he
    was not very skillful at changing a diaper. It was even a greater match
    for him to diaper himself, but after two minutes he managed to close
    the second of the two tapes and quickly marked the point where the
    tapes ended on the diaper with his text marker. After putting the text
    marker back on the table Billy turned out the light and went back to
    sleep.

    At 9 a.m. Billy's door opened and Diane looked at her sleeping son. His
    blanket had been fallen to the floor during the night and Billy laid on
    his bed with just his diaper covering his private area. The small
    blonde boy looked exactly like the baby he was ten years ago. Diane was
    just going to close the door when she took a closer look on his diaper.
    The forty-year-old woman had much experience in changing diapers and
    the tapes on Billy's diaper were not fasten tight enough to prevent the
    Pampers from leaking.

    Diane moved quietly to her son and carefully rolled him on his stomach
    in order to prove if her son had changed his diaper during the night.
    Diane recognized the word "Billy" on the back of her son's diaper, but
    she also knew that it was not written in her own handwriting. Diane
    sighed and then gave her son a little swat on his diapered butt.

    Billy moaned a little and then turned around in order to face his
    mother, who was sitting on the edge of his bed looking at him.

    "Mom, why are you waking me up?"

    "Because I need to talk to you, Billy." Diane answered.

    "Fine. What is it?"

    "Billy, did you change your diaper last night without my permission?"

    The blonde boy's face turned bright red immediately and Diane knew that
    Billy would lie even before he could say a single word.

    "No, Mom. I didn't. How could I? I thought you'd tamper-proofed it."

    "I have and it was a good thing to do. Billy. stop trying to lie to me.
    You know I hate that. Listen, I already checked your diaper and your
    name is not written in my handwriting. I never put you in this diaper,
    because I would never do such a bad job in diapering a child. This
    diaper would leak almost immediately you start wetting it."

    "No… Mom. Believe me. You have to believe me. I did not..."

    "BILLY!" his mother shouted.

    "Okay." The boy cried out in tears. "I changed my diaper and tried to
    fool you, but just because I messed my diaper two times. My butt burned
    like hell from yours and my sister's spanking and I just couldn't stand
    this itchy feeling and the whole stench anymore."

    "Billy." Diane said, "I am very disappointed in you. You were supposed
    to mess your diaper. That's because I shoved the laxatives into your
    anus. I was thinking about giving you the privilege to use the toilet
    for pooping thus you would just have to wet your diapers the next three
    weeks, but I see you are not ready for any privileges nor privacy. I'm
    sorry Billy, but it looks like you are going to mess your diapers as
    well the next weeks. And of course you will receive now a good spanking
    for touching and even changing your diaper yourself."

    Billy almost screamed when his mother grabbed his wrist and led him to
    the chair, where he had received his spanking the day before. Diane
    tore the sides of Billy's diaper up and threw it into the trash bin.
    Then she placed her naked son over her lap and started to give him ten
    soft smacks.

    "These were just to warm you up a bit. Your cute cheeks really look a
    little sore from yesterday. Well, they are going to burn like hell when
    I'm through with you."

    Then Diane started to spank her son real hard. Her hand rose and fall
    back on his little butt nearly fifty times leaving Billy's cheeks in a
    bright crimson. The boy was crying uncontrollably when his mother
    stopped the spanking and hold him tight on her lap. Five minutes later
    Billy had cried himself out and was just sobbing when Diane carried him
    back to his bed.

    She pulled a diaper out of the package and placed it under Billy's
    bottom. But before diapering it up she again shoved two laxatives into
    Billy's anus. Then the diaper was taped up again very tight and Billy
    was carried down into the kitchen.

    "You can relax, honey. You don't have to eat in a highchair this
    morning, but I ordered one a couple of minutes ago and it may be here
    tonight. Won't that be fun?"

    Diane then began feeding Billy his cereals with a spoon, while Billy
    tried to relax, but could not find a comfortable position due to the
    pain on his butt. After Billy was fed all of his cereals his mother
    took his old baby bottle out of the microwave. It was full of warm milk
    and Billy knew for sure that it would taste horrible.

    "I ordered two new baby bottles and two pink pacifiers too, but they
    will be here also in the evening. Looks like we will have to use your
    old baby stuff today."

    "Don't you go to work today?"

    "No, Billy I took three days vacation. And the next 2 weeks your sister
    has holidays, so she can take care of you. Don't be anxious, honey,
    you'll never be alone the next three weeks. Babies don't have and don't
    need any privacy."

    Diane picked her son up and carried him into the living room where she
    sat down on the couch and hold Billy in the traditional nursing
    position. She could easily put the teat into Billy's mouth without
    having faced any resistance. But then the boy just refused to start
    nursing his bottle.

    "C'mon, honey. Drink up for mommy." Diane said and gave Billy a little
    encouraging swat on the back of his diaper.

    The blonde boy almost immediately began nursing his baby bottle. Diane
    was really surprised how a little spanking now and then could increase
    the behavior of her son and how easily it was to keep him under
    control. She would have never thought that Billy would let her feed him
    and then give him a baby bottle full of warm milk.

    When Billy had finished half of his bottle he stopped nursing it and
    began to squirm on the lap of his mother.

    "Billy what's the deal? C'mon you almost got it." Diane said and wanted
    to put the bottle back into his mouth.

    She just received a weak moaning as response and now Billy's mother
    knew where the problem was.

    "Do you have to go poo-poo, honey?"

    Billy nodded his head his face bright red from the embarrassment.

    "That's just fine. Remember you've got your diaper and mommy has
    diapered you very securely. It will all stay in your Pampers. C'mon
    make a "big" surprise for mommy."

    Like in the night before the cramps were getting very painfully in his
    abdomen, but that wasn't Billy's greatest worry. In a couple of seconds
    he would mess his Pampers baby diaper lying on the lap of his mother
    with a baby bottle in her hand. Billy just couldn't stand the shame
    anymore and began to cry when the soft poop came out of his butt and
    spread into his diaper.

    After Billy finished messing himself Diane gave his fully loaded diaper
    seat a couple of swats while she praised her son for filling his
    diaper.

    "That's a good baby. Mommy told you to fill your diaper and you did it
    like a good boy. Don't worry, mommy has changed many of your diapers
    and she can easily stand the smell."

    Diane picked up the baby bottle and put it back into Billy's mouth. The
    boy was so exhausted, desperate and humiliated, that he began nursing
    the bottle almost immediately. When he was finished Diane picked him up
    and carried him back to his room where she laid him down on his bed.
    Billy was softly crying the whole time not because of the itchy feeling
    in his diaper, but because of the terrible humiliation.

    Diane went into her own bedroom and opened the drawer where she put in
    her pistol and her handcuffs, when she came home from work. She had two
    pairs of handcuffs. Diane was a policewoman, but never had the
    opportunity of handcuffing a criminal. Now she would be able to use
    them the first time and not only for tying a criminal up, but for
    disciplining her son.

    She went back into Billy's room and stretched his arms until she could
    easily put Billy's wrists into the handcuffs and then closing them
    around the two bedposts.

    "Mom, what are you doing?" cried Billy.

    "Honey I need you to get used to dirty and wet diapers. We cannot
    change you every time you mess your diaper. Sometimes you will have to
    stay half an hour in your wet diaper until we can change you. You will
    stay now at least 3 hours in your bed and I will only change you and
    open the handcuffs if you have wet your diaper too. In the afternoon
    you'll get another three hours. And tomorrow we will do the same. Three
    hours in a messy diaper in the morning and three in the afternoon. I
    bet you will then never again complain about a wet or dirty diaper.
    Don't worry I've got enough laxatives to make you poop as much as I
    want you to."

    Then Diane left the room and closed the door.

    Chapter 3

    The next three hours were the most horrible hours Billy could remember
    in his whole life. Handcuffed to the two bedposts of his bed he had to
    lie on his bed with a very messy diaper taped snugly on him. His butt
    burned like fire because of the three severe spankings he had received
    the last 12 hours and because of his own stinking poop.

    Billy lay on his bed for two hours watching the ceiling and feeling the
    pain increase, when he discovered he had an urge to pee. The boy just
    resisted in peeing his diaper on purpose. Messing his Pampers was a
    different thing, because his mother had put laxatives into his anus and
    he couldn't help it, but he would never let himself wet his diaper.

    Another half an hour passed by, when the urge of going to pee
    overwhelmed Billy. He released his bladder and started to wet his
    already messy diaper. Though most of his pee was absorbed very quickly
    by his diaper the feeling of his own warm pee on his skin overpowered
    Billy.

    He started to cry and began screaming for his mother. The boy was
    completely broken. Billy just couldn't stand the feeling of the itchy
    diaper, the terrible smell and now the feeling of his own pee in his
    diaper anymore. He just wanted to be changed and to be taken cared of.

    Five minutes after Billy began crying the door opened and Diane entered
    the room with a smile.

    "Billy, what's up? Why are you screaming, baby?"

    "Mom, please! Just take this diaper of me, please! I'll promise I'll be
    good and do whatever you say. I'll be a good baby, but please take the
    diaper of me!" Billy cried.

    Diane set down on the edge of his bed and opened the handcuffs, which
    were restraining Billy to his bed. The boy immediately hugged his
    mother tight again promising to be good and do whatever she says.

    "Shhhh… Calm down, honey. Shhhh… Okay your timeout is over. I'll change
    you now. C'mon. It's okay."

    After the boy had calmed down and was only sobbing anymore Diane laid
    Billy back on his bed and opened his diaper. She put it into the diaper
    pail and then wiped Billy's butt with several wipes. His little cheeks
    were sore and bright red, burning like hell.

    "Okay, Billy. What do you think if you take a bath to give that poor
    little butt of yours a break, huh?" Diane asked and gave Billy a little
    swat on his bottom.

    Although it did not hurt really the boy whimpered a bit, but nodded his
    head very quickly in order to avoid more swats.

    "But then it's back into diapers, baby, understand? But I'll set up a
    deal with you. When you are doing yours and your sister's chores this
    afternoon and the rest days of your punishment you'll not become
    restrained again, unless of course you behave in an unacceptable
    manner. Deal?"

    Billy nodded his head. He would have done everything if his mother
    would just spare him to stay three hours in a messy diaper. Diane
    lifted her blonde son up and carried him into the bathroom. The bathtub
    was already full of warm water and Billy was placed in it. Then his
    mother began to was his hair with some baby shampoo very carefully and
    then proceeded to wash his body with a special baby soap. Billy knew
    better than to resist this embarrassing treatment.

    Then he was ordered to stand up and his mother began washing his
    burning butt. Diane turned her son around and was about washing his
    penis when Billy tried to cover it.

    "C'mon Billy. It's not like I have never seen your little wee-wee
    before. Remember who changes your diapers. Put your hands on your head,
    please. They are just getting into my way."

    Billy did as he was told embarrassed to get treated by his mother like
    he would be a little baby. Diane washed his penis and crotch very
    carefully, then his legs and at least his feet. Then she gave him some
    baby toys to play with and left the bathroom. She returned ten minutes
    later finding her son sitting in the bathtub extremely bored. Diane
    picked him up and dried him with a big fluffy towel. Then Billy was
    taken back into his bedroom and laid again on his bed.

    "Okay, honey. Now mommy will make sure you'll smell nice and clean.
    Your diaper pail will shortly enough setting the room under the smell
    of your own mess."

    Billy had totally forgotten about that. A baby's room could be in a
    horrible stench when you enter and the boy never could stand this smell
    and soon he would have to sleep in it.

    His mother took a big tube of baby lotion and began to rub it all over
    Billy's body: his chest, his stomach, his legs, his arms his diaper
    area and even his face. Then the boy was rolled on his tummy and Diane
    began to rub the lotion into his butt.

    "You really got a big diaper rash, honey. Well better get used to it. I
    fear it won't be your last." Diane said and gave him a soft smack on
    his bottom.

    Then Billy was again turned around and Diane pulled a new "Pampers Baby
    Dry size 6" diaper out of the package. She raised his legs high up in
    the air and placed the diaper under his bottom. Then she sprayed a
    great amount of baby powder on his diaper area and rubbed it in, before
    taping the diaper up very tight.

    "Billy you look so cute in these Pampers. I think of forcing you back
    into diapers forever," Diane said with an evil grin before ordering him
    to stand up.

    After that she tamper-proofed his diaper like the day before marking
    small points where the tapes were fastened on the diaper and writing
    his name on the back of his Pampers, Diane turned him around again and
    took a closer look on his diaper if everything was all right. Of course
    she knew that she had done a perfect job diapering her child, but she
    just wanted to see Billy in his diapers. With the baby motifs on the
    front, his blonde hair and the blue eyes he looked exactly like the
    baby he was ten years ago. It was a hard match for her to remember that
    Billy was now twelve years old and getting punished for acting like a
    brat.

    "Okay, baby. Now you're going to have some lunch and then you'll do
    some chores. Maybe I'll let you watch some TV later, but only
    children's programs, understood."

    The boy nodded his head hoping that this humiliation would end soon.
    Diane picked him up and carried him downstairs into the kitchen. Some
    baby formula had already been prepared for Billy and in the microwave
    his old baby bottle full of milk was warmed up. His mother sat him down
    on a chair and began feeding the sweet baby formula with a little
    spoon. It tasted horrible and Billy was almost not able to swallow the
    smashed food, but his mother kept feeding him the horrible formula
    until he began swallowing it. Next Billy was fed his bottle by his
    mother and then got burped by her.

    "Very well, Billy. Now I'll give you some chores to do and I expect you
    to do them properly or else you'll receive another spanking."

    "Do I get something to wear over my diaper at least, mom?"

    "No, I don't think so, honey. It's very warmth today and it is okay for
    babies to go around in just their diapers. And don't forget Billy: this
    is a punishment. You are supposed to be aware of the fact that you are
    wearing a baby diaper." Diane said and give him another little swat on
    his diapered butt.

    The rest of the afternoon until 4 p.m. Billy did some chores in the
    house with nothing on but his diaper. In the meantime two men had
    delivered Billy's new baby stuff. A big crib was placed into his room
    in exchange of his old bed and a white changing table was placed into
    his room too. A highchair was placed into the kitchen and two new baby
    bottles and two pacifiers were delivered too.

    When his sister Catherine returned from school Diane stepped into the
    living room where Billy was watching TV.

    "Okay, guys. I'm going out today. I ordered a pizza and left the key to
    the house in the kitchen. Catherine you are responsible for your baby
    brother and I expect you to take care of him. You can eat the pizza,
    but make sure to feed Billy some baby formula and give him a bottle
    full of milk. Do not let him eat the pizza, as Babies are not able to
    eat such things.

    And Billy I want you to show your best behavior. Whatever Catherine
    orders you, do as she says. Of course there are the same rules for you
    like during the day… and if you do not obey your sister she can spank
    you like she did yesterday. Understood?"

    Billy just nodded his head.

    "Good." Diane announced satisfied. Then she turned to Catherine and
    said:

    "Catherine, here are the rules: Billy is not allowed to watch TV today
    and please make sure you'll put him to bed at 8 p.m."

    "But Mom…"

    "Billy, I don't want to hear anything from you, understand?" Diane
    snapped.

    Then she left the house and got into her car in order to meet her date
    downtown. In the meanwhile Catherine turned off the TV and ordered
    Billy to go into this room. The next two hours Billy had to play with
    his stuffed animals in his room, because he was not allowed to watch TV
    or play on his computer.

    At 6 p.m. Catherine carried him downstairs and put him into his new
    highchair. There was a security belt on the chair in order to make sure
    that the child could not fall out, but in Billy's case it was more to
    make sure he cannot get out.

    His sister made sure to restrain his arms under the belt carefully
    leaving Billy totally helpless in his highchair. Then she began feeding
    him the sweet baby formula. Of course it tasted as bad as in the
    morning, but Billy had become really hungry during the day and so he
    swallowed the baby food as fast as he could.

    "You must be really hungry, Baby. I wonder if we can feed you this
    stuff really three weeks. You are already so slim, that even I can
    easily carry you around and I'm a cheerleader and not a football
    player."

    Billy did not respond to his sister's teasing, but just swallowed spoon
    after spoon his sister fed him. When he was finished Catherine cleaned
    his face with a baby wipe and then got his bottle of milk out of the
    microwave. Then she unstrapped Billy from his highchair and carried him
    into the living room.

    "Now honey, you will drink your bottle and then we'll watch TV. But at
    eight o'clock you've got to go sleeping. Babies need their rest you
    know, because if they don't get enough sleep they can become really
    strenuous and they'll cry the whole day. And we don't want you feeling
    tired tomorrow, do we, baby?"

    Billy just shook his head while in the firm grip of his sister with
    just his diaper on him. Catherine sat down in front of the TV and Billy
    knew what would come now. Ten seconds later he already was lying in the
    traditional nursing position on the lap of his older sister and she was
    pushing the teat of the bottle into his mouth. While Billy was drinking
    the milk his sister encouraged and praised him, while watching TV.

    After Billy had finished his bottle Catherine insisted to burp him, but
    she was not as experienced as Diane, who even was able to burp her
    twelve year old son. Thus after ten minutes the girl gave up and forced
    Billy back to lay down on her lap his head resting on her shoulder.
    Catherine really liked the idea of having a baby brother especially
    when he was fully capable of doing all the things his mother and his
    sister were now doing for him. She really enjoyed breaking the little
    resistance of Billy fighting his punishment and forcing him to do all
    the embarrassing stuff a baby had to do.

    Just when Catherine thought about the whole situation and decided she
    would actually like treating her brother like a baby Billy began to
    squirm around on her lap and even tried to get up. Catherine
    strengthened her grip almost immediately in order to hold Billy under
    control.

    When the boy realized he could not get up he started to whimper.

    "Oh honey, what's the matter?" Catherine asked really concerned.

    "Sis... I... I have to go to the bathroom." Billy said.

    "You have to do what?"

    His face went crimson and he struggled again against his sister's grip,
    but without any success.

    "I have to go to the bathroom," Billy repeated. "You understood me,
    Catherine."

    "Of course, Baby. But that's not the way babies or toddlers talk."
    Catherine really got a little kick out of it. "Now I want you to ask
    your big sister like a good baby would do."

    "What, but Catherine... I..."

    "Now Billy or I promise you'll get the spanking of your life!"

    "You... you can't... you can't do that. Mom will..."

    "Mom said, that I'm in charge here. And she also said that I should
    give you a spanking if you earned one. Now Billy, you know you've got
    to be a baby the next three weeks, because you got suspended from
    school. And there are rules and one of them is that you are not allowed
    to use any grown up speech. So maybe you can ask now, like a good baby
    would?"

    Billy did not know what to do. First he thought of just not asking his
    sister, but he really had to pee very bad and he did not think he could
    hold it much longer. And it was better to ask your sister if you can go
    to the bathroom then to wet your diaper while sitting on her lap.

    "May I please go potty, sis?"

    "That was better, Billy, but I still think you can do it better."

    "Billy needs to go pee-pee, Cathie. Please take me to my potty."

    "Now that was really good, baby. But there is no need to get you your
    potty. You've got your diaper and I think you can use it properly."

    Billy was about to burst into tears when his sister told him that. All
    this humiliation and now he would pee his diaper anyway. The boy did
    not think about fighting his sister anymore he just cried softly and
    desperate, but still unable to wet himself.

    "Billy, do you need a little help? I understand… don't worry. It is not
    that easy to just wet and mess your diapers from day to another."

    Catherine then put her right hand on his tummy and began to massage
    Billy. His bladder almost explode when his sister put the soft pressure
    on his stomach and the boy knew he would wet his diaper almost
    immediately. After twenty more seconds the last resistance was
    overwhelmed and Billy started to wet his diaper with Catherine still
    massaging his tummy. When he had finished Billy was still crying and
    his sister put two fingers in the crotch of his diaper finding it had
    become really heavy.

    "Well, you really wet your diaper, Billy. No way you can go without a
    change any longer. But don't worry, because so we can try out your new
    changing table." Catherine said.

    She picked Billy up and carried the crying boy into his new nursery.
    His old bed was gone instead a baby blue crib was placed into his room
    with a changing table standing next to it.

    "Look baby, you even got a real diaper pail so you can mess every
    diaper we purchased for you and you won't even fill it. I hope you like
    the stench of used diapers, because I fear it will stay into your room
    the next weeks."

    Then the still crying Billy was placed on the changing table. It was a
    regular baby size changing table and his feed were hanging down, but
    Billy was so small, that he could be changed on it easily. Besides
    Diane wanted to make everything as realistic as possible, so Billy
    would feel exactly like a baby the whole time. Even the crib was just
    baby size but still long enough for Billy to sleep in it.

    Catherine opened his diaper and threw it into the diaper pail. Then she
    cleaned his diaper area with a few baby wipes before putting out a new
    Pampers baby dry. She quickly taped it up and then tamper-proofed it
    like her mother had shown her the evening before. After his name was
    written on the back of his diaper Billy got a soft smack on his butt
    encouraging him to get to his new crib. Catherine picked him up and
    placed him into the crib. When his skin touched the soft material Billy
    began to cry again. This whole humiliation was to much for the boy and
    now he even had to sleep in a real baby crib with bars all around him.

    "Stop your crying immediately! I'm sick of it, understand? Now Billy:
    don't get out of it or you will be real sorry, understand? I've seen
    your butt while I was diapering you and no doubt you'll get a little
    diaper rash and we don't want it to get more painful, do we?"

    Billy shook his head. Catherine went back to the changing table and got
    a little package out of it. She opened it and revealed a little
    pacifier like babies are sucking on. Billy knew better than to argue
    and just opened his mouth when his sister came back to him. She shoved
    the pacifier into his mouth and ordered him to suck on it.

    "Now that looks cute. Mom should really keep you in diapers forever.
    You just look so cute and helpless, especially with a pacifier."

    Then Catherine turned around and turned the light off.