Diane kissed him on the forehead again and said, “You can begin to forget now, baby!”

John’s fury with the Goddess turned into abject terror as Mary walked into the room. She intended to give him to his ex-wife! Mary hated him for what he had done to her. He remembered well what she and her lawyer had done to him in court. “Diana has turned me into a helpless infant! Mary will be able to do anything she wants to me and I’ll be powerless to resist! She’s turned me into Mary’s plaything!”, he screamed at himself silently.

Mary arose to come over and stood before him with a self-satisfied smile on her lips. When John saw the expression on her face he trembled in fear. He knew what she was seeing; a naked defenseless babe who had once been her cheating husband. Her gaze traveled down his body until it reached waist height. Mary’s half-smile became a broad grin as she saw his infantile genitals. John looked down to see what she was grinning about and saw the immature stub that had been his manhood. He blushed hotly in shame at what he had become.

Mary bent down and took John in her arms. Diane motioned for her to sit down in a large rocking chair. She sat down in the chair and leaned John’s head against her chest. Mary inspected his arms and legs closely, then took his penis in her hand and examined it. Her ex-husband’s pride and joy had been reduced to a cute little wee-wee. She cupped his scrotum in he hand and rolled the ball of her thumb over his testicles. They were the size of small peas. Diane smiled and nodded, then pointed to the stack of diapers on the table. Mary got up, laid him on his back on the floor, picked up his legs and slid the diaper beneath his bottom. John whimpered and kicked his feet. “Be still, John, or Mary will spank!”, Mary said as she finished diapering him.

She pulled the front of the diaper up between his legs and fastened the diaper tapes securely. Mary picked him up and reseated herself in the rocking chair. She huddled him to her, fondling her diaper-clad, infant husband tenderly as the Mother Goddess looked on. He hid his head in the space between her arm and her side and whimpered in abject terror. “Poor John,” she said grasping his chin between her thumb and forefinger and forcing him to look at her, “…you were such a stud. Now look at you, your wandering dick has turned into a baby’s pee-pee.”

Mary’s sarcasm infuriated John, he reached out his hand to slap her and immediately found his hand captured in hers. “Oh ho,” Mary said, “…s o the little baby still thinks he can slap women around whenever he wants, does he? Well, I know how to deal with that!”

She turned him over on his stomach and held him down on her lap with one hand while she reached around and undid the tapes on either side with the other. She pulled his diaper back and tucked it underneath one of his legs to keep it out of the way and began to spank him.

WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! Mary delivered three blows in quick succession. John gasped at the pain, he hadn’t remembered his childhood spankings being this painful. He began howling uncontrollably as she began to beat a steady rhythm on his behind. His bottom burned intensely and he flailed his legs helplessly as she spanked. His howling soon became a gasping, yelling, crying wail. Mary continued to spank him until he became exhausted from the effort of gasping in pain and screaming. His spent wails slowly changed into a sad weak sob. She gave his cherry-red bottom one final swat and untucked the diaper from his leg and refastened the tapes. Mary turned him over and sat him down roughly on his inflamed bottom as he continued to whimper uncontrollably. “Are you going to be a good boy?”, she demanded.

John sniveled and nodded.

“You’re going to do what Mommy tells you to do, aren’t you baby?”

He nodded again.

“If you ever try to hit Mommy again, you won’t sit down for a week! Do you understand me?”

John nodded his assent once again. He didn’t want another spanking, the very thought made him feel ill. His stomach was upset and the swollen tissues on his bottom burned like fire. Even his anus hurt. His entire bottom was one large throbbing, aching mass. She sneered down at him and pointed to his crotch saying, “Just look at what you’ve done in your diaper, baby boy and try and convince me I shouldn’t diaper you!”