Diapered for the Weekend by Auntie — Part IV

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Diapered for the Weekend by Auntie — Part IV

Jessica spent the morning playing with her little cousin Ella and her toys. Fortunately, this was what Jessica would have likely been doing anyway, so it actually wasn’t so bad.

Jessica did have to suffer the humiliating consequences of her Aunt Debbie declaring that Ella was in charge of Jessica for the day, despite Jessica being the adult and Ella being five.

Ella was surprisingly bossy at first, abruptly commanding that they switch activities several times throughout the morning, clearly enjoying her taste of power over Jessica.

But Jessica did her best to just take it in stride and indulge her cute little cousin, letting her feel like the babysitter.

Lunch was fine, and by time it was afternoon, Jessica had relaxed enough to have quite a bit of fun playing dolls, watching Disney Channel, and playing outside on the jungle gym with her little cousin.

Before they knew it, it was dinner time. And it wasn’t until Jessica was finished eating that she realized she’d been having so much fun all day, she’d almost completely forgotten to search for her phone!

Fortunately, just after dinner, Jessica finally saw her chance.

For most of the day up till that point, Aunt Debbie had been nearby at all times, seemingly keeping a close eye on the two girls.

But just after dinner, as the two girls settled in to watch a Disney movie in the living room, Aunt Debbie said she needed to step out to return something to the next-door neighbor.

“Ella, dear, be a good girl for Mommy and watch your little cousin, Jessy-poo, while I step out for a few minutes, okay, darling?” Aunt Debbie asked.

“Yes, Mommy!” Ella answered, staring at the TV screen.

The second Jessica heard her Aunt walk out the front door, she knew she had to act fast.

“I’ll be right back, Ella, I just have to go to the bathroom,” Jessica said, excusing herself and going down the hall.

“Okay,” Ella said, her eyes still glued to the TV.

Jessica didn’t know where her Aunt had stashed away her bag with her phone, but her best guess was in her Aunt’s bedroom. She swiftly tip-toed down the long hallway and approached the closed door of her Aunt’s bedroom, praying it wasn’t locked.

She grabbed the doorknob, took a deep breath, and…

Success! Aunt Debbie’s bedroom was open!

Jessica glanced back over her shoulder to make sure the coast was still clear, then darted inside, knowing she didn’t have much time until her Aunt returned.

She immediately began frantically searching the room for any sign of her confiscated belongings.

Unfortunately, after several heart-pounding moments of opening drawers, checking shelves, scanning every inch of the closet… she still couldn’t find anything.

Frustrated and panicked, Jessica took a step back and wondered if it was time for her to abandon her search, knowing time was surely running out, that her Aunt would surely be returning any minute.

Yet, the idea of resigning herself to spending another whole night in a humiliating diaper still tied her stomach in knots…

Torn with fear and indecision, Jessica was just on the verge of giving up hope, when suddenly…

The strap of her bag! She spotted it dangling behind some clutter atop one of the high, corner shelves!

Jessica darted toward the shelf, her hand outstretched…

And just as she was about to reach it…

Creaakkkkk! The bedroom door suddenly opened behind her.

Jessica froze in terror. She slowly turned around, filled with dread, certain it was her Aunt…

But it was Ella.

“Oh, Ella!” Jessica sighed with relief. “I’ll be back out to play with you in a second, okay? Just go back to watching TV and I’ll be there in a minute.”

But Ella didn’t respond. Instead, she just continued staring at Jessica with wide eyes.

“Ella? Did you hear me?” Jessica repeated.

But Ella still didn’t respond.

Jessica stared back, baffled and frustrated that Ella wasn’t listening to her. When suddenly, down the hall… they heard the front door open. Her Aunt was back home!

Before Jessica even had a chance to react, suddenly Ella turned and shouted at the top of her lungs…

“Mommy! Mommy! Jessy’s being naughty! I caught her snooping in your bedroom!”

“Ella!” Jessica hissed in outrage. She spun around, frantically looking for any sort of escape.

But it was too late. She could hear Aunt Debbie marching toward them with lightning speed from down the hall.

Trapped and panicked, Jessica pathetically darted toward the bedroom window like a scurrying rat, only to struggle to even get it unlatched before the bedroom door flew open behind her.

“Look, Mommy! See?” Ella shouted.

Jessica spun around to see her Aunt standing in the doorway, staring her down.

“Oh, hi, Auntie!” Jessica squeaked. “I was just… uh… uh… checking the window… because I uh…”

“Save it!” Her Aunt barked. She charged Jessica like a bull seeing red. “You are in big, big trouble, young lady! I have absolutely had it up to here with your nonstop misbehavior this weekend!”

“Auntie, I—”

In a flash, Jessica was yanked by the wrist and swung over her Aunt’s knee, knocking the wind out of her and cutting her off.

“Auntie!” Jessica choked, writhing as her Aunt pinned her arm tightly behind her back. “I—I—I can explain! Please! Just let me—”

Smack!

Her Aunt silenced her with a sudden sharp blow to her behind.

“Zip it!” Her Aunt barked. “I’ve had enough of your deceits and tall-tales for a lifetime, already, missy. I promise, there’s no way you’re getting out of your punishment for this, now.”

“But Auntie—“

Smack! Smack! Smack!

“I said zip it! Unless you want me doubling your spanking!” Jessica’s Aunt shouted.

Jessica pursed her lips, trembling in terror.

Aunt Debby then turned back to her daughter in the doorway. “Ella, dear, Mommy is very proud of you for being such a good babysitter and catching Jessy-poo here being naughty,” she said in a sweet voice.

Ella beamed.

“Now, can you be an angel and retrieve Mommy’s hairbrush from the dresser, there?” Aunt Debbie asked her.

“Ooooh, you’re gonna give cousin Jessy a spanking, aren’t you, Mommy?” Ella asked as she eagerly retrieved the hairbrush.

“I sure am, sweetie,” Aunt Debbie replied. “Now, be a good girl for Mommy and go back down the hall and watch your cartoons. Mommy will be back out in a minute. And don’t forget to please shut my door behind you.”

“Aw, but Mommy, can’t I watch Jessy-poo getting punished for being naughty?” Ella asked.

“I’m afraid not, dear,” her Mom replied. “Mommy needs to deal with your little cousin Jessy in private. But maybe next time.”

“Aw, okay,” Ella said, moping as she closed the door and shuffled away.

Jessica watched Ella go, burning with silent rage at Ella not only betraying her by tattling, but also seemingly delighting in her older cousin’s cruel punishment! Jessica felt so angry, demeaned, and humiliated, but she knew there was nothing she could do about it.

She suddenly felt her Aunt start lightly and playfully tapping her bottom with the hairbrush, as if warming up for what was to come.

“Now, dear, before I begin,” her Aunt said, “I’ll give you one chance, and one chance only, to explain yourself. So if I were you, I would choose my words very carefully. What do you have to say for yourself, young lady?”

Jessica immediately burst into a barrage of terrified pleas. “I’m sorry, Auntie, really, I didn’t mean to! I wasn’t even up to nothing bad! Please don’t spank me, I promise I didn’t even do anything! I just accidentally walked into your room… I mean I didn’t even mean to… I… uh… er… I mean… I was just… just… just… uh…”

“That’s enough,” Her Aunt said with a dark laugh, silencing Jessica with another light pat on her behind. “Oh, dear, you naughty, naughty thing. I gave you one chance, and you still couldn’t do it. You still couldn’t act like a big girl and take any responsibility at all for your misbehavior. In fact, you couldn’t even come up with a half-decent excuse, either! I know exactly what you were up to, dear. You’re about as cunning as a two-year-old. Far less so, in fact.”

“Auntie, please! I was just—“

SMACK!

Jessica shrieked from a sudden blistering blow from the hairbrush. It was clear the playful taps with it were over.

“I said enough!” Aunt Debbie barked. “You’ve had your chance to try to demonstrate even the barest semblance of adulthood by taking responsibility for your misdeeds, but you still couldn’t do it, even when caught red-handed.

“It’s plain as day that you were trying to retrieve the contraband I explicitly said you were not allowed to have. Well dear, I hope whatever you wanted was worth it, because I assure you, you’ll still be feeling the consequences of trying to get it for days to come, every time you sit upon your soon-to-be blistered red behind.”

“Auntie, please! Please, I—”

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

“Not another word!” Her Aunt screamed as Jessica squealed in shock and pain.

“Now,” her Aunt continued, calmly yanking Jessica’s panties down below her butt cheeks and flipping her skirt up, causing Jessica to tremble in sheer terror as she felt the cool breeze on her exposed bottom. “Unfortunately, the spanking I’m about to give you is no longer just about me catching you snooping in my room, trying to take what you know you’re not allowed to have.

“Instead, this spanking is now primarily in order to address what is clearly the much bigger issue at hand, here. That is, the issue of you apparently not understanding your proper place. You seem to be in complete ignorance, or denial, of who and what it’s clear you really are.”

Jessica’s eyes widened, her Aunt’s words suddenly just as menacing as the hairbrush in her hand.

“It’s obvious to me,” her Aunt continued, “that so much of your lying, your rule-breaking, your constant backtalk, is because you think you’re a big girl. You think you’re allowed to act just like an adult, which means you can do whatever you want.

“But you’re not a big girl, dear. Not even close. Everything about your behavior makes it abundantly clear that you’re nothing but a baby. A pathetic, diaper-wetting, tantrum-throwing baby. And a baby who is chronically challenged when it comes to following basic rules from the adults in her life, simply because she refuses to understand her obvious proper place.

“And so, dear, the only way your spanking tonight is coming to an end, is by you convincing me that you finally, truly understand. That is, by you finally admitting the truth out loud, to me, and yourself. The truth, that you’re truly nothing but just a naughty, stinky, pathetic little baby.

“A baby who needs rules. A baby who needs consistent help with her wee-wee accidents. A baby who needs to listen to her Mommy and Auntie and even her little babysitter cousin, because they’re all much more mature and wiser than you, and therefore know what’s best for you.

“Because then, only when you’ve finally accepted what you really are, you finally have a chance to go from being a naughty baby, to being a good baby. A well-behaved baby. A baby that knows her place, who doesn’t talk back to grown-ups, and who doesn’t fuss about bedtimes and spankings and diaper-changes, because you know that’s just what little babies like you need and deserve. I have no doubt that you’ll still be our little stinker… but at least, you’ll finally be at least as well-behaved as is expected for a baby.”

SMACK!

“HAVE I MADE MYSELF CLEAR, YOUNG LADY?” Her Aunt shouted, punctuating her question with another painful blow.

“Auntie! I—I—I—“ Jessica’s voice cracked as she continued dangling over her Aunt’s knee. Her head was spinning. What her Aunt was saying sounded crazy. Absolutely crazy. She wanted Jessica to say she was just a baby? How was she even supposed to respond to such a ridiculous suggestion?

Part of her did just want to plead, yes, in agreement. To just give her Aunt what she wanted, and tell her that she agreed she deserved to be treated like a baby, after all.

But she couldn’t do it! She knew it would only give her Aunt the ultimate permission to make the rest of Jessica’s remaining stay even more nightmarish and humiliating than it had already been. How could she give in to such an outrageous demand?

“Auntie, please, just listen!” Jessica pleaded one last, desperate time, tears in her eyes. “I swear, all of this has just been one big misunderstanding! Really! If you finally just give me one last chance to finally really explain—“

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

The blows were immediate and fierce, cutting Jessica off and immediately sending her into a frenzy of pleading, hysterical sobs.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

“Auntie I swear I’m not a baby! I swear! I swear!” Jessica flailed and kicked and cried at the top of her lungs. “Auntie, please!”

But her Aunt only rained down her blistering hellfire on Jessica’s bottom even harder.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

Jessica shrieked and wailed as her bottom erupted with explosions of stinging pain. Somehow, this spanking seemed even ten times more painful than the last.

After one minute, Jessica’s wailing, blubbering sobs for mercy were already incomprehensible through her tears and snot. After five, her voice was already hoarse from her non-stop, pathetic squeals.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

The room was spinning. Her whole body was growing limp and numb. The ability to form any conscious thought now escaped her, her whole being absorbed by the endless blows of the merciless hairbrush.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

Jessica felt like she was being transported through space and time. Like she was disappearing, her mind melting away, as she involuntarily surrendered more and more with every blow to her Aunt’s absolute and total power over her.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

Deep down inside, Jessica was suddenly regressing. Psychologically shrinking. Involuntarily reverting to a state of mind she left behind so very many years ago, before even her own conscious memory.

A state of utter helplessness. Of total dependence. Of true powerlessness.

A state defined by the reality that the woman looking over her, taking care of her, disciplining her, holding her, feeding her, changing her diapers… was truly everything.

And in that moment, that woman was her Aunt, mercilessly meting out a mind-melting level of punishment. A punishment she must have needed. That she must have truly deserved.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

Jessica suddenly felt a strange, physical pressure slowly growing below her tummy. It felt funny, like a muscle twitching. Or like a ball of ticklishness gathering just above her crotch.

In her suddenly regressed state, the feeling was utterly unrecognizable. And with every blow to her plump bottom, the strange sensation only began to rapidly increase.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

Soon, the pressure was reaching new heights of indescribable urgency, the non-stop blows from her Aunt’s paddle concentrating it more and more and more.

It had quickly become maddening. Like an unbearable itch she couldn’t scratch, or a spell of magic tickling she was helpless to resist.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

Jessica started whimpering and groaning…

The strange pressure reaching truly unbearable proportions…

Squeezing tighter and tighter and tighter…

Suddenly, Jessica noticed a peculiar wetness between her thighs. An unexpected, cool trickle running down her legs…

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

The trickle suddenly erupted into a mighty waterfall…

And with it, the unbearable pressure finally exploded.

Jessica erupted with a deafening, primal moan.

The indescribable pressure had burst into indescribable pleasure.

And a cascade of unimaginable physical euphoria suddenly exploded like a shock wave through every inch of her body.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

Jessica began shrieking in a new wave of screams. But they were no longer screams of pain. They were screams of unbearable physical ecstasy as the stream between her legs only grew heavier and heavier.

She finally, just barely, recognized the nature of the wetness.

She finally realized… she was peeing.

In fact, she wasn’t just peeing. Her bladder was bursting like a toppled dam. She was suddenly peeing harder than she’d ever peed before.

Part of her immediately sensed she should stop it, struck by a swirl of panic, horror, shame…

But she didn’t know how. It felt shockingly out of her control.

And even if she could make it stop, the truth was, every other fiber of her being demanded anything but.

The pleasure of her bladder’s release began reaching truly orgasmic heights, as the flow grew heavier and louder, pouring down into the panties around her thighs, spilling out through the thin white cotton, cascading like a mighty river down to her feet.

“Ooooooooooooohhhhh…. Aunntttiiieeeeeee… Auntie! Auntie! Auntie!!!!” Jessica screamed and writhed, succumbing to paralyzing levels of unimaginable, physical ecstasy.

SMACK! SMACK! SMA—

Suddenly, the spanking came to a halt.

Jessica’s helpless screams of ecstasy slowed to soft squeals, then quiet whimpers.

Finally, the climax of her pleasure had passed. And now, panting for breath, Jessica felt herself suddenly returning to reality, still helplessly dangling over her Aunt’s knee.

* * *

“My, my, what have we here?” Her Aunt asked.

Jessica’s head jerked up, as if she were being woken from a trance.

Her whole body was vibrating with sensation, her ass blistering with pain up and down her cheeks and thighs, her core still tingling with euphoria, her legs and feet strangely cold and wet.

Her Aunt suddenly pushed Jessica off her lap, to her feet.

Jessica stood up in a daze. She was still just barely returning to her senses. Her face was sweaty, hot and flushed. She was still panting for breath.

“Young lady, do you care to try and explain why there now appears to be a puddle of urine on my floor?” her Aunt asked, pointing at the yellowish puddle.

Jessica’s eyes widened in sheer horror. She was just now finally, slowly, coming to terms with what had just happened. With what she had just done.

Jessica had wet herself. She had pissed her pants. Pissed her pants while getting a spanking. There was now a puddle of her pee on her Aunt’s floor. There was even a small wet patch on the thigh of her Aunt’s jeans.

She hadn’t just wet the bed again, like she did when she was a kid. She hadn’t even had just a little accident.

No, she had completely and totally drenched her panties, losing complete and total control of her bladder, while getting disciplined over her Aunt’s knee. All while she was wide awake.

She had truly peed her pants. Just like a little baby.

And the worst part of all, was that Jessica suddenly realized, based on the distinctive tingling she now recognized in her groin…

Her crotch wasn’t just wet with pee.

Somehow… it seemed she had also just had an orgasm.

Somehow… she had climaxed.

She had climaxed, while helplessly wetting herself, over her Aunt’s knee.