Peter Rasputin - The Diaper and Bondage Kid

By Ruurd Woltring, age 20
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Warning: this story isn't related with X-Men or any other Marvel 
Characters. There is also no nudity, explicity, dirty language, etc.

My name is Peter Rasputin and I’m 10 years old. My mother (Cassandra de 
Groot, who was Dutch from origin) looked after me, since my father (a 
Russian judge, called Nikolai Rasputin) was too busy with his work. Let 
me tell you my story.

It was in the middle of the night, when I stared at the dark sky. Each 
star twinkled and the moon was bright. I only wore a plain-white shirt 
and a plain-white disposable diaper. Because of my superhuman-
abilities, I had a protection layer activated all over my skin and the 
outside parts of my diaper.

If you want to know why I wear these diapers, I like the feeling of it. 
Also, my mother wanted to baby me for a very long time.

Anyway, after closing the curtains, I was about to step in my bed, when 
I felt the need to poop. I knew that I had to use my diaper as my 
toilet, so I got on my knees. The seat of my diaper expanded, while I 
pushed a lot of soft-hard poop into my diaper. It took me at least 2 
minutes to get the whole thing done. Then, I used my abilities to lock 
my diaper onto my skin (so the poop wouldn't come out of my diaper), 
got into my bed and fell asleep.

In the morning, I woke up (after sleeping very well) and got out of my 
bed. My diaper was still dry, but at the same time, still very messy, 
because of what happened last night. "How naughty I can be," I thought. 
Suddenly, the door opened and my mother came in. "Let's get you 
changed," she smiled, with a grin on her face. She sat down onto my 
bed, put me over her knee, made me deactivate the lock and protection 
layer, put her hands on my diaper and started to smear the poop all 
over my butt, so I would become messier. Then, we went to the bathroom. 
My mother made me lie down on the changing table, untaped the diaper, 
removed it and threw it in the trashcan. After cleaning me up, washing 
me, drying me off and putting a new diaper on me, she took me to the 
'punishment' room. She tied me up with rope and put some tiny white 
clothes in my mouth. Then, she gagged me with an OTM-gag. She put me on 
a chair, tied me upon it, left the room, closed the door and locked it 
with a key. "You'll stay in there until I prepared breakfast," my 
mother grinned through the sleeve. "Que paso?" I nodded, since I loved 
this 'punishment'. At 9 o'clock, my mother unlocked the room's door and 
freed me from the ropes and gags. We got in the living room, sat down 
at table and had a salami pizza and some red wine as breakfast. My 
abilities made sure that my wine would have the taste of red fruits and 
that the alcohol and sprinkles would disappear.

After brushing our teeth, my mother gave me the same 'punishment'. I 
stayed in the room for at least 1½-hour. When the last minutes passed 
by, I suddenly felt myself peeing and pooping in my diaper. Luckily, 
the protection layer was still active. When I was done, I used my 
abilities to tell my mother that she could change me. However, there 
was no response. I started to look for her and found her in the living 
room. She was on the couch, tied up with rope and gagged with an OTM-
gag. Also, I saw a burglar, who was dressed in black clothes, shoes, 
socks and a black mask. He also wore black glasses and a black hat. I 
shook out of fear, when I heard him say: "If you even think for a 
second you can betray me, Miss Rasputin, you're lying to yourself. To 
make sure that you won't tell the cops that I was your boss in the case 
of drug-dealing, I'll blow you up." This made me become angry. By using 
my abilities, I gave the burglar a big headache. During this, my voice 
yelled through the living room: "No one, and I mean no one, is going to 
kill my mother." The burglar became scared as he heard my voice and 
said: "Whoever you are, stop this headache, please. I won't do such 
things anymore."

"Can you even swear it?" my voice yelled through the room.

"Of course," the burglar responded. "You have my word."

"Good," my voice said. "Untie my mother at once and leave the house."

The burglar did exactly as I told him to do. When he was gone, my 
mother quickly ran to the 'punishment' room and released me.

"I am really sorry for not telling you about what I did," she said.

"It is okay," I said. "You and I will testify against that burglar in 
court. You can count on that." My mother was glad to hear that. As fast 
as she could, she took me to the bathroom, put me on the changing table 
and changed my diaper.

When we got in court, we told my dad (Vladimir Rasputin, who was a 
lawyer) what happened. He was proud that my mother finally stopped with 
being a drug dealer and called the police to find and arrest the 
burglar. Just as we expected, we won the case. The government gave us a 
new identity, too. Since that moment, my parents and I had a save and 
peaceful life and we lived happily ever after.

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What diapers do you wear? Cloth Disposable Multiple Underpants I do not wear diapers
Are your diapers plain white? Always Usually Sometimes Rarely Never I do not wear diapers
Do you wear multiple diapers? Always Usually Sometimes Rarely Never I do not wear diapers
Are you pantsless at home while in diapers? Always Usually Sometimes Rarely Never I do not wear diapers
How do you use your diapers? Pee Poop
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