Exactly!

Hello folks,

So recently I was sent to stand in the corner for the first time in… let’s say over thirty years. Standing in the corner or any sort of time out was a nightmare for me as a child (my time is valuable haha.) My Grandmother had a “naughty chair” in her kitchen that was particularly miserable to be sat in (usually after a short flurry of swats on the behind) having to listen to the other kids play.

Turns out things have not improved as an adult. I may have got a bit smart-mouthed while my wife was fixing supper. When my dear @strict-consistent-wifey sent me to the bedroom to stand in the corner with some brief directions on where and how to stand, I could think of a hundred things I would rather be doing. There is nothing sexy or fun about putting my nose in the corner, quietly waiting for her to tell me my time is up. Unfortunately, what it ended up being is… effective. I had a few minutes to concentrate on what got me there, and the woman who has the run of our home, my behavior included. Not sure if it will be an ongoing occurrence, but I do know pouting in the corner was pretty humbling as a grown man.

She has a wonderful way of building me up, and I sure appreciate being kept in check, even if I don’t think so at the time. Good luck!

HH!

Come one, sweetie. Let’s get these plastic pants on over your diaper… There we go! Awww, they’re so cute and crinkly!

What’s that, baby? You want disposables instead of cloth? Hahaha! Before the matriarchy took over, did you ever imagine you’d be begging your girlfriend to let you wear disposable diapers instead of cloth ones with plastic pants? I’m so glad the government took away men’s rights and demoted you all to little babies! You’re so much better like this. But the answer is no, sweetie.

Yes, I know they’re more bulky, baby. And they feel yuckier because they don’t whisk away your wee-wee straight away, do they? But that’s exactly why I prefer you in them, silly! I want you waddling around like a toddler with a great big diaper bulge under your pants, crinkling loudly wherever you go so nobody is ever in any doubt about what you’re wearing. Looking ridiculous is an important part of being a man, honey. It will keep that silly male attitude of yours in check!

Powder time

*Pat pat pat pat* Amy patted away humming, rather more loudly than she’d like to as her once boyfriend moaned and whispered behind her pacifier. She hated listening to her pain, but she had to do everything and everything to keep her baby content and safe. She had so carelessly left her in the hands of the regression center interns while she attended to exams to become a fully fledged doctor. Then she could *really* take care of her and not let those idiot interns come over who didn’t even known, let alone want to change her precious things wittle diapee. But luckily after the incompetence of the interns were proven, the doctors had allowed her to look after her former boyfriend from the comfort of her house, provided he attend weekly “classes” with the other babies. Oh they had put her wittle pwincess through so much. Drugging and hypnotizing her till she had no idea she was an adult and shocking her when she didn’t comply. She nearly cried watching her under go the sissification surgery, but she looked so cute and now could be pleasured far better. *my poor wittle thing, Mommy loves you* Amy whispered.

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