You couldn't really be blamed for the way you are, your fifteen, the age where most people question if you're even human or if some evil demon has possessed your body. It doesn't help that you also had no siblings to act as foils to you and no father figure to look up to, so yeah, that twisted your personality slightly. Sure, you feel sorry for your mum, she has to put up with your shit, but she could hurry up and remarry again so she isn't alone. This is what went through your head every time you knew you'd get into trouble, either as a way to make excuses to yourself or just a natural reaction from years of repetition. You dive deep into the pool and sit at the bottom for a bit, letting the cool water move around your naked form, it was a dare ok. After a few moments you pull up to breath, that's when you hear it, the herald of punishment.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" your mum yelled out, looking from the door. "get your butt in here this instance!" she walks back into the kitchen as you begrudgingly exit the pool. Wrapping a towel around you you make your way into the house. "Care to explain your little parade?"
"So what? I was alone wasn't I?" you shrugged, you honestly didn't see what the big deal was, you get naked in your room when you change clothes, and in the bath, why was the pool any different.
"Well, you're alone today to and if you're so eager to have no pants on let's find a different way to keep you decent," that was the cue, she grabbed your arm and dragged you into bathroom, she ordered you to drop your towel, to which you obeyed, last time you didn't listen when she was diapering you she spanked your butt so hard it glowed red. To be honest you should have been more embarrassed to be diapered by your mother, but the truth was you were so used to it that it didn't even bother you anymore. Most times you were diapered for a few days and that was it, you just stayed in your room and no one saw you. Once she was done she left you alone so she could 'prepare', which meant she locked the door to the toilet and she had the only key.
"So how long do I need to shit myself this time?" you asked apathetically.
"It was going to be two days," your mother informed, "but because of your language it's now a week." You turn around and roll your eyes, you didn't need the date to be extended any more after all.
It was summer, which meant it was stinking hot! Unfortunately you couldn't go swimming in the diaper you were currently in and your mum would only change your diaper if it was used. Instead of trying to crap yourself on purpose you walked outside and sat by the edge of the pool in the shade with your feet hanging off the edge. You continued to sit there in nothing but a diaper, the cool breeze hitting your skin. Your mother never allowed pants to be worn over the diaper, you were allowed a shirt and your mum had a giant onesie, with clips at the crotch, that she mainly used as punishment for taking off the diaper. As you sat there, thinking about how much you hated your punishment you heard footsteps running towards you. You looked towards your fence and before you knew it a boy your age leaped over the fence, landing with a loud thud.
"Man, didn't take you long did it," he addressed, "it's not even noon yet, have you used it?" You rolled your eyes at your friend.
"No I haven't used it!" you replied. "I'm not a baby who soils himself the moment he's put in a diaper like you." Your friend scoffed at you.
"Oh, please, it takes me at least a minute to soil myself," he replies with a smirk. "So what did you do?"
"Skinny dipping," you reply with a huff, "and then swearing, so I'm stuck in this for a whole week." Your friend thought for a minute.
"Well in that case," he smiled wickedly at you before proceeding to...
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