The first time I was introduced to diaper discipline and petticoat punishment!

 

How it All Began - Five Years Old

by Angel O'Hare

 

I had just turned five years old and got very sick with a combination from my older siblings. My sister had the measles and my brother had the mumps. What happened to me? I got both at the same time!

To the hospital I went and on the pediatrics ward in a private isolate. Not a private room mind you an isolate! What is an isolate? A fairly large room with a huge window in it right next to the nurse's station where everybody passing by and everybody did pass by, can see right in!

I had to have IV's in both arms and was tied in bed. Yup, arms were tied down and I had this vest thing that strapped me down in the bed. Because of this the nurses decided it would be much easier to keep me in diapers than to have to keep giving me a bed pan or urinal. I HATED THAT! I was proud I was potty trained and did not want to be put back in diapers.

The nurses won of course and it was soon discovered I was allergic to the disposable kind of diapers. That made it allot worse for me! They put me in multiple layers of thick cloth diapers and plastic pants which they all referred to as "MY PLASTIC PANTIES!"

So, with these IV's dripping steadily in my arms I had to pee allot and I did. That wasn't the worst of it either! I hadn't pooped in a couple of days so a nurse comes in to change me and sticks her finger up my fanny and puts something in there. Sure enough in about an hours time I pooped and I mean pooped! YUCK! I kicked up a big fuss about that and the diaper thing. I mean I threw the biggest tantrum anybody had ever heard or seen! Needless to say the nurses got real mad and so didn't my mommy. I could see them talking to her through the big glass window. They looked at me with 'that look' grown-ups give you when they have thought of a great punishment!

Thank God my father worked 16 hours a day and never visited me or I would have got the strap big time! Thinking back on it, I would have preferred that to what these women and my mommy decided to do!

First they came in and changed my name on the door and over the bed from Ricky to Rachel! Then they changed my hospital gown from a blue one with kids playing baseball printed on it to a pink one with little dollies on it! My diapers were changed and they put pink plastic panties over them with little dollies wearing diapers printed on them! Then they put little fuzzy pink slippers on my feet and left me uncovered for everybody to see!

Everybody did see too! Every time somebody would come to visit another kid they had to first go to the nurses station and there I was in full view. My pink dolly gown, diapers and pink diaper wearing dolly plastic panties in full view! Boy was I mad!

Every two days after that I got a nurses finger stuck up my fanny! Not at night either! They did it right after lunch so I would poop during visiting hours! I was so embarrassed! I promised to be good from then on, but that didn't change anything. They just told me they knew I would be good or it would get worse! I thought to myself, how could it get any worse than this? So, the next time they came in I threatened them if they didn't give me my boy stuff back I would make a big mess. The nurses just laughed at me and told me to try it. So, I did!

At breakfast time I used my feet and kicked the oatmeal and everything else on the floor, walls and all over my bed. I loved it! I laughed and laughed. Well, I got worried because when the nurse came in they laughed as well. The cleaning lady with a mop and wash rags came in and she was hopping mad! She only spoke Spanish and I am glad I didn't understand a word she was saying because her looks alone scared me to death and here I was tied in bed!

Enter my mommy and the doctor! The doctor gave me a shot in my fanny and a little while later I was fast asleep. Before I fell asleep my mommy told me I was going to be a good little girl or I would never be a little boy again!

I must have been past the stage were you are contagious because I woke up in a different room. This one had four girls in it! I was in a hospital ward for girls! I was still groggy, but what I saw next freaked me right out!

I was dressed in a frilly pink see through nightie that had pink ruffles all over it and I had the thickest diapers on with pink plastic panties that had ruffles all over them, front and back with a shiny white bow right in the front in the middle. My head felt funny like something was holding my hair real tight, right at the top in the middle of my head. My toenails were painted pink! I looked at my fingers and my fingernails were painted pink as well! I looked on the bed side table and right in plain site were a pile of the same kind of plastic pants and a bunch of diapers! I was sick then! I mean I was utterly defeated! I gave up! The other thing was they had tied my feet apart so I was now in four point restraints. They even had a waist belt that tied me down so I couldn't move if I wanted to! I didn't even have any covers on!

The other girls started talking to me like I was a little girl and I gathered nobody had told them I was a little boy. I didn't answer them and I didn't say a word after that. My mommy came to visit me and I wouldn't talk to her either, I didn't talk to nobody, not even my doctor. I didn't eat either! They tried to feed me and even put a stupid bib on me each time but I still wouldn't eat anything! I was thirsty so I did drink from the baby bottle they used to give me fluids. I had to drink!

Things changed on how the other girls treated me after my first changing time! You see every time they did something to the other girls the nurses would pull a screen around their beds. NOT ME! Nope, when they changed me or did anything they let everybody see! From that moment on everybody knew I was a little boy and did I get teased allot! Even the girl's parents got in on it at first, but when they all saw I wasn't talking and would just lay there and cry, they did stop teasing me. One mother even brought in an extra doll and gave it to me! I couldn't hold it being tied down so she just put it in the crook of my arm and left it there!

My mommy got real mad after five days I hadn't eaten one bite of food. I found out I didn't get any nurses sticking there fingers up my fanny if I didn't eat so that was a plus in my book! BUT! Not my mommy! Oh no, she threatened me with all sorts of stuff if I didn't eat or speak, but I still wouldn't do either. Finally though the doctor came in with a tube and stuck it up my nose and down my throat into my tummy. Then she poured this liquid junk into me. Boy did that hurt! I decided I could at least eat then! YUCK! Baby food! They spoon fed me baby food and it wasn't the good tasting fruit either! Carrots and peas and crap like that. I bet they made a mess on purpose because my bib and face had baby food all over it after they fed me each time! My mommy was much neater about it and I didn't mind her feeding me at all. BUT! I still wouldn't talk! She took pictures to! The nurses and even some of the parents took pictures of me! I hated everybody!

Finally the day came when I could go home and I was real happy! That is until my mommy showed up. Yup, with a pink baby party dress with a petticoat and pink plastic Rumba panties! I cried! My doctor came in and gave me a shot and the next thing I knew I was being wheeled down the hall in that outfit! I even had a white pair of Mary Jane shoes on with a pair of pink frilly socks! I was even holding that dolly!

All the nurses made a big fuss and told me how much better behaved I was as a little girl and that my mommy should keep me as Rachel. They even gave me a gold necklace that had "RACHEL" in writing attached in the middle of it and attached it around my neck. I didn't say thank you!

My mommy didn't bring me straight home either! We went visiting all her friends and my grandparents, aunts and even my cousins! On our way home my mommy told me my embarrassment and girl time would stop when I started to talk and would eat on my own. I was mad and figured she couldn't keep this up anyway. I mean I was humiliated in front of everybody as it was. How could it get any worse? So, I ate, but I wouldn't talk to nobody!

GEEZ! I hate sister's hand-me-downs! I got a real surprise when a whole bunch of other people donated stuff for me as well! But, that's another story!

Ricky

 

 

 

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