Pamperslover

Linda had accepted that if she tried to take off her diaper she would get a rain of smacks on her bare bottom after being put over Daddy’s knee. She wore her diapers and wet them like a good baby girl.

However, since being put back in diapers Linda had yet to make a bowel movement and so Daddy had given her a suppository.

Poor Linda had felt the cramps come on quickly. She clutched at her abdomen as her guts began to percolate. Her body unwillingly squatted in her crib despite her desperate desire not to soil herself.

“Hmmmpf.” She moaned being her pacifier. Her whining and breathing faster and faster as came inevitability closer to loosing control.

She felt her rectum quiver and then sudden a surge of poop escaped her. She sobbed at the wet sensation around her bottom but her resolve was broken. Kneeling down, posterior raised, so now willing pushed along with the movement in her bowels, pushing lumps of poo poo into her diaper like the helpless baby Daddy wanted her be.

"Why fit in when you were born to stand out?" - Dr. Seuss