Well, I guess that when Stacee Skye said that she needed to use the bathroom, she wasn’t kidding. She just dropped a huge load in her diaper. Assuming she doesn’t do anything to extend her punishment, I’ll let her remove her diaper and wash it after having it on for a total of 45 minutes. (I still have no interest in changing her diaper.) It didn’t take her nearly as long as I thought it would for her to fill it, so she won’t get to spend as much time in a messy one as I had hoped.
In the mean time, she’ll be working on building that paddling machine that I designed, so she can get a good paddling for messing her diaper.
She did manage to get a paddling machine built, but it took her 10 minutes longer than she was to spend in her messy diaper, so I am sending her out for a cigarette with only her diaper (and cuffs) on below the waist before I let her change. She should be happy that I at least let her put on a coat over her oversized breasts. Hopefully the neighbors have gone to bed. If not, they’ll get an eyeful of sissy baby Stacee Skye.