Teacher's Day of Diaper Punishment (Lesbian Wetting, Ageplay, Diapers)
The rivalry of teachers Mia and Kendall reaches new heights when Mia has a humiliating wetting accident in front of Kendall. And since it’s in the rules that anyone who has an accident must spend a day in diapers…that’s what Kendall is going to insist on. Though Mia finds herself really liking the diapers, Kendall has one more requirement: Mia has to call her Mommy. Luckily, Mia is happy to! More
The rivalry of teachers Mia and Kendall reaches new heights when Mia has a humiliating public wetting accident in front of Kendall. And since it’s in the school rules that anyone who has an accident must spend a day in diapers…that’s what Kendall is going to insist on. But when Mia finds herself really liking the diapers, Kendall has one more requirement: Mia has to call her Mommy. Luckily, Mia is happy to anyway! Warning: this 6,000 word erotic short story contains lesbian watersports, public wetting, accidental and deliberate wetting, humiliation, diaper punishment, ageplay, public sex, oral sex, squirting, and a very hot Mommy; adults only!
I was in my classroom alone the morning after the accident, stapling handouts and marking grades to get ready for the day, when there was a knock at the door. “Come in!”
Kendall entered, offering me a too-sweet smile. “Good morning, Mia.”
“Morning,” I returned, unsure what her business here was.
Kendall dropped her tote bag on a student’s desk as she crossed the room. “May I show you our regulations handbook?”
I frowned at her, so confused about where this was going. “Sure?”
She extracted the handbook from her bag and flipped it open, shoving that stupid regulation in my face: Anyone who has a potty accident during the school day will spend the following day in diapers, as a pre-caution.
I flushed but pushed the book away. “What?” I snapped.
Kendall raised her eyebrows at my tone but answered: “I’m afraid I’ll have to enforce that regulation, Miss Parker.” She turned back to pull something else from her tote.
“You’re kidding.” Already I was backing away from her, crazy bitch.
And, like I’d dreaded, she really did have a pull-up with her – the sort we kept in the nurse’s office for those unfortunate students who had an accident. Like the sort I had had yesterday. Still, I didn’t deserve this.
“Mia, listen.” Kendall’s voice was low and threatening. “Either this happens, and I’m going to Ms. Lennon to tell her you’re not following protocol.” The school principal. “And if your students’ parents happen to get a letter saying the same, well….” She broke off with a shrug.
My god. Hopefully the principal and the parents would be sympathetic and on my side, but the prospect of making my accident so widely known was almost more horrifying than the experience itself. I looked hard into Kendall’s dark eyes. “And if I cooperate, then this whole…thing goes away?” I prompted her.
“Of course it does,” she answered smoothly. And with that, her hands were upon me, just like yesterday. Only this time she was pushing me up against my desk, lifting the plaid skirt I had worn today in order to run her hand over my silk panties. And I couldn’t help myself as I shivered with involuntary arousal, her slim fingers running over me before she offered me the pull-up.