From: (MSimans) Subject: My Cousin Suzzy Date: 26 Sep 1995 01:59:11 -0400 My Cousin Suzy My first introduction to wearing diapers other than as a baby came when I was 12 years old. That was the summer I stayed with my Aunt Karen and cousin Susan, who was only a year older than me, on their farm. Susan and I had been left alone for the day. We were told that we could go play and do what we wanted within reason, but that our chores had to be done by 4 that afternoon. Aunt Karen warned both of us that if we didn't behave that we could look forward to a trip to the woodshed! Susan always got real serious when she heard that, but Aunt Karen had never taken me to the woodshed or really spanked me. got the occasional swat on the seat of my jeans but that was all. Aunt Karen left with the usual warning that Susan was in charge because she was the oldest and I was to mind her or I would be in real big trouble. That never was a problem before today! Susan and I went out in the woods and went swimming. Actually we went skinny dipping. We lost track of time and stayed longer than we meant to. We hurried but still had plenty of time to do our chores if nothing delayed us too much. We quickly got dressed and ran back to the house. On the way back, I ran so fast I wet my pants! We stopped outside the back door. Susan pointed at my jeans. "You wet your pants!" I was embarrassed and tried to go in to get changed. Susan stopped me. "You're not going into the house dripping pissy pants! Take them off!" Well, since we had been swimming naked together I saw nothing wrong with that. I kicked off my shoes. I didn't have on a shirt. I peeled off my jeans and pulled off my underpants as Susan watched me. I tried to go in again and Susan stopped me. I guess she decided to have some fun with me and exert some of her given authority. She took me by the arm and held me. "That was very naughty of you to wet your pants!" "Susan, I didn't know I did it! Let me go get dressed." "Not yet. You behaved like a naughty little boy, and I think you need to be punished like one." "Susan!..... Please!" She pulled me naked to the middle of the backyard and over to a tree stump. She sat down and pulled me to her side. "I think what you need Michael is a good old fashioned spanking like a little boy!" "Susan, You can't spank me!" "Yes I can and I'm going to! You are going to do exactly what I say, or I am going to tell mom and you will find out just what happens in the woodshed!" I didn't argue with her anymore. She pulled me across her lap and spanked me with her hand as hard and as fast as she could, and as long as she could hold me in place over her knee. I fell off her lap and rolled around on the ground holding and rubbing my bottom and crying. She sat there smiling for a while and then took my arm and took me into the house. Instead of letting me go to my room to get dressed, she took me to her room. She told me since I had been behaving like a little baby, then she was going to dress me like one too. I tried to protest when I saw she meant to put a diaper on me, but she warned me about her mom and the woodshed, and told me the spanking that I got there would be a hundred times worse than the one she had just given me. Susan pinned the diaper snugly around my waist. She told me to just lay on her bed. When she came back, she stuck a warm bottle of milk in my mouth and told me to just take a nap. Babies needed their naps! When I woke up, I found Susan and Aunt Karen sitting their watching me as I slept. I rolled over and almost filled my diaper! While I had slept, I wet my pants again! This time though it was my diaper. I heard Aunt Karen tell Susan. "Looks like our baby boy has finally woken up! Get me a clean diaper Susan. Our baby needs to be changed." I lied there and said nothing. I was stunned. Aunt Karen, took my wet diaper off and washed off my diaper area with a warm cloth. She spread some stuff between my legs and on my bottom. She then put a clean diaper on me pinning it tightly since that was all I was wearing. She held me in her lap and pushed my head down on her shoulder. I heard her tell Susan that she could help give their baby a bath later on and then sent her to do some chores. I was kept in just diapers that whole summer and babied by Aunt Karen and Susan the whole time! To be Continued at a later date