They were home in time for Christmas Eve dinner. Their Get-out-of-jail-free card was something along the lines of an unsigned non-disclosure agreement that allowed both Jack and Chastity to evade explaining the complete picture of their week in diapers. To be sure, they said that there had been a mix-up and they went to the wrong shindig, but beyond that, they remained mum. Chastity regained full bladder and bowel control by Tuesday morning, while Jack would have to wait until Thursday to get his back, which really made for an uncomfortable and very cautious Christmas Eve and the days with the relatives on his part. Once he realized he was no longer dependent on diapers, he went back to regular underwear and came dangerously close to wetting his pants more than a few times, a little fact he confided to Chastity with some embarrassment. She told him that he really should give diapers another go, because they were really good at preventing such things as wet pants. Jack did not, of course, act on her suggestion.
Circumstances Scene 220
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Caning from of the Times96
Mr. Inskip.- Why in the nude? – I wanted the opportunity to search his clothing and his person. Mr....
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Meg’s Transformation Scene 225
Megan giggled. Though she had dismissed many a lecherous comment thrown her way, she found that she was now...
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Peace, Hope and Joy Scene 5
Jo gave Mary a little time to make her way across the dark cabin to her bed before...
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Diaper Dimension Scene 42
The diapered Little just grinned softly, her mouth closed, and shrugged. “I use ta hadda a…a…hamster named Mischief. An’...
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School Corporal Punishment History35
In the 1920s Edmunds taught writing to the Junior School with ‘a bunch of keys with which he...
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A Crossdressers Wish1
My name is Andy. I have always had a fantasy of me being a very pretty girl. Ever since...
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Fear and Bravery Scene 4
Feminine problems of course were an excuse that Jessie had used on many occasions to alleviate dangerous situations,...
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Billy Scene 7
Mum’s enlightened grin had become permanent. “What colour?” she asked. “Pink.” I meekly replied. “Just your shoes or…” “The...