This article needs additional citations for verification. Please help improve this article by adding citations to reliable sources. Unsourced material may be challenged and removed. We stayed for supper. We stayed for desert. And then my sister and I played with our little Cousin, Shannon. She was Aunt Janet's Granddaughter, really our third cousin. She was also spoiled rotten. Cried if she didn't get her way. She got her way a lot. I looked over at to see she was indeed wearing one of the diapers. It was slightly large on her, slightly small on me. Still, it fit. Is that so?" my mother said. "Well mister, you've got another thing coming. I WAS going to let you have the side down while you slept in there, but since you are acting like an ungrateful spoiled BABY, a crib is where you belong...with the side UP!"

Just amazing, I already started wetting uncontrollably during the hypnosis. When I woke up from my trans I felt like a helpless little baby. Reply It really is humiliating taking a bubble bath in front of a lot of Casino Patrons. If only my night ended with this. This sub-section possibly contains original research. Please improve it by verifying the claims made and adding inline citations. Statements consisting only of original research should be removed. ( October 2023) ( Learn how and when to remove this template message) A long, long time ago I was given an assignment in response to some unnecessarily mean things that I’d said. At this point, I honestly can’t remember what they were, but they more than warranted a response from Mistress Katzenburg. That assignment was the originally named, Full of Shit. I was to find a recipe that would leave me looking like I’d been covered in shit, post the recipe, then make up a large batch, dress up like a baby, and cover myself in it for the enjoyment of all of you. That assignment unfortunately never happened—life gets in the way, things get put off until later, and before you know it, it’s been five months. I should have known better than to put it off, and I’m sure I’ll pay for it in the long run, but better late than never. Functionally, this assignment was identical to the three that came before it—get dressed up, clean apartment, submit evidence along the way and at the end, proving that apartment is indeed clean. As this was a punishment for doing poorly on my previous assignment, however, new elements are restrictions were put in place to make the assignment even more difficult. First, my wrist cuffs had to be clipped together (which makes for extremely difficult cleaning) and my ankles had to be bound together on a short chain or rope. When you combine the ankle bondage with the super-stuffed diaper, all sorts of misery ensues, just from how you’re forced to walk. I hope this is the last time those two things ever make an appearance in the same assignment. Additionally, I had to mess my diaper before I started, and I wasn’t allowed a change until I finished—I haven’t finished by the way, so four hours later I’m still sitting in the same messy diaper, can I be done yet?Some couples structure their entire lives around such role play. The adult baby might have his or her own baby room, complete with a crib and baby toys. The adult baby mom or dad may spend their time taking care of the baby in regards to feeding and changing the diaper! Potty training and diaper punishment may be one of the many games they include in their role play. http://cdpunishment.com/institute/images/2012/06/sissybilly_120604-001t.jpg)](http://cdpunishment.com/institute/images/2012/06/sissybilly_120604-001s.jpg)

Immediately when arriving at home, she is to go to the nursery, put on a diaper and rubber pants and baby romper set The hypnosis dismantled every piece of potty-training Jenna had. The program rewired her to have no clue what to do once her bladder started feeling any pressure. If she did try digging around in that empty mind though, she’d find only one simple phrase left floating around endlessly in her regressed brain. For some people with an omorashi fetish, sexual climax may coincide with the moment of intense relief and embarrassment experienced when the desperate individual eventually loses bladder control. EACH MORNING, after getting out of bed, look in the MIRROR and see the Diaper LOSER that you are NOW.As a result of this sissy student failing to start the course on time and missing the first two class days, this first week class will be extended another week with requirements not completing until July 1.