Intoduction
The whole thing wasn't my fault. Okay, maybe I cheated on the test, and
yes I got caught, but what happened after that, now that was not my fault.
I guess I should explain a bit before I continue. My name is Mike, and this
is my story. It all started when I was 9 years old....
Chapter One
I should be studying I thought, but I wasn't about to, My parents were
out of the house, it was past my bedtime, and NYPD BLUE was on. I'm not
allowed to watch that show, becuase my mother claims I'm too young. What does she know. I wasn't about to pass up this chance to watch the coolest show on telivision.
Okay maybe I stayed up a little late, I should have gone to bed after NYPD
Blue, I should have gone to bed after Rush, or after Jay Leno, Or after Connan, but I didn't. All these great shows were on, and I just couldn't
turn off the set.
I turned off the TV and ran up to bed just as her car pulled in
the driveway. She didn't see me, good. Or so I thought.
"Michael Paul, don't even pretend to be asleep young man" I pretended to rub my eyes as if I had been asleep for a long time, but I knew she wasn't
buying it. WHen I did open my eyes fully, I saw she had the dreeded paddle in her hand. I knew what was coming, and I knew I deseved it, so without a word, I dropped by PJ's and underpants to the floor, and went over to her. She sat down in my computer chair, and pulled me over her lap, and procedded to give me the worst spanking I had ever gotten. ABout half way through, the pain was starting to get to me, I lost control of my body, and It just happened. I had peed all over her lap.
When my mother realized what I had done, she got up and left the room,
returning with a washcloth she instructed me to clean myself up
and agian left the room. SHe returned a few minutes later wearing
a different pair of jeans, and sat back down. I started to cry
having thought it was over, but she pulled me back over her lap.
She told me that I had acted like a baby and would be punished
for it. Again she spanked me hard with the paddle, and I was crying,
and my backside was burning. When she was done, she had me stand
up, she lectured me a bit more, about acting my age, and slapped
me on my already sore backside and said to get dressed and get
to bed. I did as she said, and got into bed. I slept on my stomach
that night.
Chapter Two
"Michael, I'm not going to tell you to get up again, you can not stay
home, because you are tired, it's your own fault." I covered
my head with my pillow and tried to ignore her. SHe must have
told me to get up a good ten times at least. Then I guess she
got fed up, and I felt her yank my PJ bottom down, and them my
underpants, I started to get up, but she said it was too late
now, and spanked me for the third time in less than 5 hours. I
got up and forced myself to get dressed and went to school.
It was in home room class that I remebered the TEST, I had forgotten
all about it, and was surprised to remeber it now, considering
my concentration was focused on the soreness of my butt in the
hard plastic chair I was sitting in.
"Tommy, can I copy off of you today?"
"why?"
"Long story, I'll tell you later."
"Does it have anything to do with your limping today?"
Tommy snickered.
"Oh, SHut up, I've seen you get it too you know!"
"Okay, you can copy."
"Thanks"
I sat next to Tommy, and he was my best friend, and a smart kid too, I
knew I could copy off him, and get a great grade. I was almost
done, I was answering the bonus question, this was so easy.
"MR ANDERSON, Why are your eyes on Tommy's paper?"
"Uhhh...They wern't"
"Tommy, Michael, Give me your papers right now"
They did as instructed, as the class giggled, and made jokes about their
being "BUSTED"
"Your answers are identical, even the spelling mistakes, I think you two
better march down to Mr. Burk's office right now."
Slowly and without a word Tommy and I walked to his office, I
knew we were in trouble, big trouble.
"Tommy, Michael, here again are we?" His secretary aasked. The fact that we didn't answer was enough for her to know we were in trouble, big trouble
"Well, go on in, you know where his office is by now"
she snickered.
CHAPTER THREE
"Come in, I was expecting you" With our heds down in shame we walked up to his desk. we were about to sit when Mr. Burk said "Don't bother to sit, I
don't think you'll want too for long." We both looked up surprised, it
sounded like he was going to spank us, but he's not allowed to do that.He
saw the look on our faces and continued to speak "I have already spoken to
both of your mothers, and they are coming to take you home. This is the fourth time you two have been in here, and I won't tolerate it any more.I'm going to have lunch, Your mothers have asked to use my office for a while, so I will see you two first thing in the morning, to see if your attitudes have
changed. Oh, your mothers said to be waiting for them with your pants down
bent over my desk, whatever that means." His last comment was given with a
wicked smile, he knew exactly what that meant and so did we. For Tommy it
meant a spanking, for me it meant my forth spanking in less than 10 hours.
I think I'm going to set a new record.
When our mothers arrived, they laughed when they saw us waiting for
them.
Tommy's mother went right over and started spanking him, but my mom first
whispered "and youll get twice as much when we get home" first and then
started spanking me. Before long we were both crying and begging them to
stop. Tommy's mom told Tommy to get dressed and go to the car, and that
he'd be going strait to bed when they got home, they left. My mother lectured
me some more, and had me dress as well. I asked why I was getting spanked
again at home, and not Tommy, and she told me because I had been
so bad the last couple days (or hours) and I was going to be taught
a good lesson.
As promised I got my fith spanking as soon as we got home, back to the
chair, over her knee with the paddle, my poor backside was on fire, never
had I gotten spanked so much, in such a short amount of time. I was crying,
and begging, and kicking my legs when it happened. For the second time, I lost control on her lap. I cried harder as I explained "I'm sorry It's not my
fault, I couldn't hold it, I hurt too much, it wasn't my fault."
My explanation only made my mom madder "WHat do you mean it's not your fault? who stayed up late, who wouldn't get up this morning, who cheated on his test. You derseved every spanking youv'e gotten, so what happens while you are being spanked is your resposibility."
I was ashamed, humiliated, and my backside was still burning "Are you
going to spank me again?"
My mother calmed down a little as she saw the pain and the fear in my
eyes. "No, I'm not going to spank you again, but you will
be punished."
"How?" I asked, not that i cared, anything was better than another spanking
right now.
"You'll find out, now get in bed, I'll be right back."
She returned a few minutes later with a glass and two pills, handing the
glass and pills to me, she said "Take these, they'll make
you feel better."
"what are they?"
"Just some tylenol, I know your bum must be sore by now, these will help."
Cautisly I took the pills from her, I trusted my mom, but she had gone
from mad to supportive way to fast for my thinking, examing the pills, I found
they were in fact tylenol, according to the letters on them. I swallowed
them, and finshed off the water in the glass.
Taking the glass from me she said "Now lay down for a while, just until
you feel better, Okay?"
"Okay, but...."
"Shhh, just lay down, we'll talk later."
Still a little nervous, I went to sleep, again on my stomach, as my
backside hurt far worse than it did last night.
CHAPTER FOUR
According to my clock, I was asleep for only three hours. I got out of
bed, and to my surprise my backside didn't hurt all that much. I quietly
walked down the hall and down the flight of stairs. WHen I was on the
bottom stair I saw my mom watching Oprah. "Mom, can I come
downstairs?"
"Sure honey" Again her niceness made me nervous, but I went down and
joined her on the couch. "Mom?"
"Yes homey?"
"I'm sorry"
"I know you are"
"is my punishment over?"
"Yes sweety."
"good"
"But now we need to work on your training."
I gulped nervously "My t-tt-training?" I didn't like the sound of that at
all.
"yes honey, ever since your daddy left us, you have been a very bad boy,
and
I have been trying to figure out how to teach you to be good, and I never
came up with anything until tonight."
"Is this open to compromise?" In our house I had been taught to come to a
comprimise on everything, so both mom and I thought it was fair.
"yes it is, but if you cry or argue with anything I say,
no compromise."
"Okay' I was still nervous, but at least I had the power to reason with
her.
"When you peed in my lap for the second time, I couldn't help but think
WHAT A BABY, and then it came to me, yes, he is a baby, that's the problem. I have been treating you like a 9 year old, when in truth you are still a toddler."
I was so ashamed at what my mom thought of me, but I had to admit, I did
act childish at times, okay, most of the time.
she continued "so, for the next moth, we are going to try something. You
are going to be my baby again, if after a month, I think you have grown up
some, we will stop, if not you will stay a baby until i decide otherwise. You
will wear diapers all the time, and not use the potty at all." Already I needed
a compromise.
"even to school?"
"are you proposing something?"
"yes, diapers at home, not at school."
"Diapers all the time, but you can use the potty at school."
"Deal" I still had to wear them to school, but at least I didn't have to
use them.
"You will caome right home from school every day, no going to Tommy's
house."
"COMPROMISE"
"I'm listning"
"Can go to Tommy's once a week, and he can come here anytime."
Tommy's once aweek, he can come here durring the week, weekends your mine" "okay" I didn't like that as much, but it was still better than not seeing
Tommy at all.
"Your going to be two years old, so you can walk and talk, but no using
the phone, or anything else a baby wouldn't, you can watch TV, but only
childrens or family shows, no MTV."
"What about my computer?" I had to ask that, I didn't want to loose all my
online friends.
"Okay you can use the computer, but no downloading." My face turned red as
I realized she knew about all the pictures I had downloaded.
"yes I know about them, and I'm fine with that, but only when you grow up,
babies don't look at naked girls.Thats a start, well make more rules as we
go, Okay?"
"I guess I don't have much of a choice?"
"No baby, you don't, come with me." I took her hand (like a toddler would)
and followed her to her room. there were a stack of bags in one corner,
and I realized she had gone shopping while I was asleep.
"Lay on the bed Mikey" I decided not to fight her, and to just go along
with this for a month, and then it would be over. I got on the bed, and started
taking my pant's off.
"No,no, babies don't change themselfs, you have to start to think like a
baby, if you don't you can't grow up again. I wil feed, diaper, bathe you,
and put you to bed at night, Oh yeah, babies need a daily nap, so after
school from 3-5 you have to take a nap.
"3-4, an hours long enough."
"3-4:30, babies need there rest."
"Okay" i was affraid to ask this next question. "what
about my bedtime?"
"I think w can leave that at 10 for now. I know you like to watch TV, but
remeber only family shows, no cops, no law and order, NO NYPD
BLUE, only good holesome shows like Full house, Family matters
and stuff like that."
"Okay" I hadn't even payd much attention, and I was surprised to find
myself diapered so quick while we were talking. I was also surprised at how
comfortable these diapers were, they were made of cloth, I expected like
huggies or something.
"okay, you already took a nap, so I guess you can go watch TV, until
dinner is ready."
"Okay mommy." I said as i hoped off her bed, and waddled toward the
livingroom.
Chapter Five
After a couple hours, I needed to pee, and without thinking got up and
went to the bathroom. I pulled my diaper down and peed. FLushed the toliet,
pulled my diaper back up, and washed my hands. Then I opened the
door. Mom was standing there with the paddle, and a sten look
on her face.
"What did I say about not using the potty?"
"I'm sorry mom, I forgot, I swear it, I'll remeber, Please don't spank me
again" I guess my pleading made her realize that maybe she had been a
little too hard on me with the paddle the last couple of years, and she put it
down. "WHat am I thinking, you can't paddle a baby, that would be
wrong."SHe picked me up and held me for a while, until I stopped crying. It felt so nice to be in her arms all warm and safe. The whole time she was softly saying things to me like "I'm sorry baby, I won't ever use the paddle on you again, I promise, You just can be so naughty sometimes, mommy doesn't know what else to do, But I know youll be a good boy for mommy for now on won't you." I nooded my head, and whipped my last tear from my eyes. She started to put me down, but I held her tighter, and she realized I wanted to stay in her arms.
I felt safe there, I felt good. She walked with me in her arms to the kitchen
and said "well, I guess baby likes being held by mommy, SO I guess I'll
just feed you now." She went in the fridge and got out a bottle of milk,
holding it to my lips, as my boyish instinct came back to me, I sucked on the
nipple, almost wishing it was mommy brest, I actually remebered
breast feeding, and always felt so special that mommy cared for
me so much. Very soon I realized I was a baby, and I liked it
that way.Mom realized it too.
"I was right, wasn't I?, you are just a baby trapped in a
9 year olds body."
"I let the nipple fall from my lips and said "yes mommy, I love you" and
returned to my sucking.
" I know baby, I know, and for now on you will be my baby." I could feel
her hold me closer, and she rubbed my back as she held me, and I sucked my
bottle.