When I catch Sam looking at Facebook pictures of our college-age neighbor, I’m upset, but also secretly happy. Now I get to institute the diaper discipline that I’ve been planning for him! I check his undies and, sure enough, they’re coated with sticky, icky precum . We need to get him into a thick, embarrassing diaper ASAP, but not before I humiliate him a little and spank his naughty tush with a hairbrush until it turns bright red. Sam is so ashamed of his diapered and spanked bottom that he starts crying . How cute! But it doesn’t deter me from implementing the last bit of his punishment...

When I catch Sam looking at Facebook pictures of our college-age neighbor, I’m upset, but also secretly happy. Now I get to institute the diaper discipline that I’ve been planning for him! I check his undies and, sure enough, they’re coated with sticky, icky precum . We need to get him into a thick, embarrassing diaper ASAP, but not before I humiliate him a little and spank his naughty tush with a hairbrush until it turns bright red. Sam is so ashamed of his diapered and spanked bottom that he starts crying . How cute! But it doesn’t deter me from implementing the last bit of his punishment: calling up the girl he was oggling and inviting her out to dinner tonight. I think I’d like to see if she’s available to babysit my adult baby husband . And, no, Sam is not allowed to change out of his diaper before we go!