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My Mommy controls my bladder. If I need to pee, I ask permission. We had gotten home from a day of running errands and I just finished showering when I felt the urge and it was growing fast. It was a hot day and I had been drinking lots of water so I quickly asked Mommy if I could go pee. I guess Mommy was feeling having a rough day and wanted to relieve some stress so she told me I could, but she had some stipulations. Mommy took her time to put me in a diaper with a booster pad, made me put on a pair of pull ups, pantyhose, my new floral panties and bra set, and my new pink floral dress. By the time I was all dressed I was getting desperate. She then had me put on a boy t-shirt and sleep pants and told me to go get the mail. (Context: we live in a rural area and our driveway dirt and about 1/4 mile long, the main road is blocked by a thick row of trees and after you enter our driveway it turns after about 100 feet and you can't see the road.) After I got the mail and was out of sight of the road I was to take my sleep pants and t-shirt off and leave them behind, hold the mail in my mouth and start crawling back to the house. Only once I started crawling was I allowed to pee. I was also told if I got my new dress dirty I would be in big trouble. After what felt like forever getting all dressed I felt like I was about to burst. I ran/waddled to the mailbox as fast as I could, the desperation building quickly. I grabbed the mail and headed back down the driveway. Once I turned and I couldn't see the road anymore, I quickly threw off my t-shirt and sleep pants and dropped to my knees. I panicked as my dress was under my knees in the dirt, put the mail in my mouth and hiked my dress up exposing my diapered ass. As soon as my dress was around my waist, the dam broke and I filled my diaper while crawling the 1/4 mile back to the house. It felt like I peed forever and my diaper was warm and heavy as I made it to the front door and Mommy standing in the doorway watching me. She was laughing at my situation as I crawled up to her and gave her the mail. She made me stand up and she inspected me for dirt, my dress had gotten dirt on it when I forgot to pull it up before I started crawling. My pantyhose were also torn at the knees and filthy from knee down. Mommy took me to the living room and told me to take my dress, and bra off, and pull down everything but my diaper to my knees and stand there and she left the room. When she returned she setup the phone on a stand and hung my extremely full day old catheter bag above me. I could smell it, she had heated up my day old piss and it smelled strong! She ran a hose from the bag to my diaper and started flooding my already wet diaper with my old pee. It was warm and stunk so bad and filled my diaper up to the brim. Mommy took more pictures of my full diaper and when she was done she pulled my diaper down, stuffed another booster pad in and pulled my diaper back up. She gave me a bottle of water and told me that I needed to drink at least 4 bottles before dinner and that I was allowed to pee in my diaper when I needed to. I drank so much water and peed so much more that my diaper could barely stay up. I was given another 2 bottles after dinner and drank them before bed. I was expecting Mommy to change me before bed but I was put to bed with my soaking smelly diaper and was told this was my punishment. When I woke up in the morning, Mommy finally changed me. My dick, balls, and crotch were red and sore with diaper rash and I received a few sharp smacks while being changed. Mommy cleaned me up, powdered me and put a fresh diaper on. Then she told me to make this post for everyone to read. Thank you for enjoying my humiliation.
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