Mommy’s boy needed a diaper spanking the other day. I am the perfect phone mommy to do it!
As a young child, you had always struggled doing the right thing. Messes had piled up from neglecting the tidy rule in the house. Disappointing that the corporal punishment never seemed to work.
You had awakened to the sound of breakfast cooking and your sister’s chatting about the trip we planned to take that day. An antique store! What a wonderful place to explore.
You placed your butt anxiously in the chair. You ate your breakfast and joked with your sisters. Then you noticed Mommy standing in the doorway with your outfit for the day and the locking diaper.
Oh, the humiliation. Of course you have to wear a diaper in public. Your phone Mommy has had to regress you now because of your disregard of the rules. You’re quite a big baby too.
So your sisters and I take quite a bit of time diapering you. We powder you. And laugh at you. We talk about all the people who are going to see this GREAT BIG BABY in a too-small onesie and a diaper.
You had wanted to go so badly though it didn’t matter to you how ridiculous you looked. When you started calling your sister names you’d even started to drop the first letter of the words just like a baby. The regression working.
Hot tears and apologies abounded. You got your first of man diaper spanking sessions right there in the kitchen that day for saying dirty words. All day long you misbehaved and the people in the antique store laughed at your little bits and pieces. Your welts made them say, “OHHHHH and ahhhhh.”
We paraded our regressed baby around proudly. Smacking his hands. Scolding him frequently. We loved the burn of humiliation on his face while the big man in the China shop bent him over to spank him as well.