If Life Went My Way

Punishment[Part 1]

When I woke up the next morning, I was being changed by mommy. But I felt something on my butt hole. It began to go in and I screamed out in pain. Mommy put her hand on my tummy to stop me from moving, as she continues to put the buttplug in my butt. She finishes and taped up my diapee. I have tears in my eyes.
She then sits me up on it, it hurts but it's bearable.
Then she looks me in the eyes and says:
"This is a punishment for yesterday. I know you were mad, but you aren't allowed to walk just yet. Or talk. So you are being punished. Maybe you can walk and talk after. I gave you laxatives in your milk last night so I'm only gonna let you poo-poo at the end of the day when your punishment is over"
I then feel how much I need to poo-poo and begin to hold my tummy and squirm around. I pee-pee my normal morning pee but can't poo-poo.
"You are also not getting a diapee change until after you poop" I was very upset by this. I also noticed she put me in one of the thicker diapees from when I had water poo-poo.
She took me to the dining room and put me in my highchair and put cartoons on in the living room. It was only 6:30am, but it was already light out. I leave for the Play Place in 30 minutes. I was worried I'd see the boy again. Or worse, his mommy.
As we headed out the cold air hit my legs and I curled up in mommys arms for warmth. She put me in the warm car and turned on the radio. We were off.

[Time forward: Play Place]

I was very nervous when I saw the little boy with his mommy at the desk as we approached the daycare in my stroller. As we got to the desk, they took no mind to us, until the boy saw who was in the stroller. We made eye contact and he got a devilish glare on his face.
Without a word he turned to his mommy and put on a sad face. He tugged her sleeve.
"What is it darling?" She said sweetly turning to him. He pointed at me.
"That's the lady mommy" he says sounding scared. She looks at me then a look of pure loathing is what I could only describe the expression as. She looks at the boy again and says:
"Okay darling" she starts talking to the desk lady. When she's done talking she leads her son to the nice man to take her son inside.
She then turns on her heel and marches straight towards us. She doesn't even bother with my mommy as she takes my arm and started shaking me while talking very loudly and sternly.
"How DARE you touch my little angel! You whore! You are an adult and you yelled at a child for taking your toys?! That's fucked up! You should be in a mental asylum!" I'm in tears and my mommy pulls her off me. I'm hoping I don't need to yell, I don't want to get more punishment.
"HOW DARE YOU TOUCH HER! SHE MAY BE AN ADULT BUT SHE FULLY CHOSE NOT TO HAVE THE MINDSET OF ONE! SO FUCK OFF!" my mommy was standing in front of my stroller, guarding me. The boys mommy had a mixture of fear, hatred, and confusion on her face.
She did as she was told and stiffly walked away with her things. I was very shaken and still crying. Mommy gave me my binkie, which helped a little. I could see the boy watching from inside the play pen with a malicious grin on his face.
I was afraid to go inside but I knew I had no choice. Today mommy brought me in. As she put me down near Mark and gave me my toys, she said:
"If that bad lady comes back, I give you permission to defend yourself" then she left me to play. Mark gave me a hug because he didn't get to yesterday and he saw I was clearly still upset. I calmed down and dumped my blocks on the floor to play with. I also brought a few other toys. Like a airplane for us to build a runway.
We built different things throughout the morning and a little after mommy left, the little boys mommy came in. She just sat in the corner watching me, I didn't pay any mind to it as she wasn't hurting me or my friends. When it was lunchtime, the other babies and I were sat in highchair and given some brunch.
It was bacon and eggs with a sippy cup full of orange juice. I ate my food very slowly to savour the taste. And I found the mommy whispering with her son, I again didn't pay mind to it.
After lunch it was naptime. We all got placed in adult sized cribs for naps. All the food that I had eaten made me very tired.
I woke up 30 minutes later from a big stomach cramp and the need to poop very badly. I pushed very hard but because of the buttplug, nothing came out. I waited for the pain to subside. When it did, i noticed some people in the play pen when no one should be. It was the mommy and her son. They were putting all my toys in a bag.
I began to cry loudly to get an adults attention, but only got the mom's. She ran over to me and slammed her hand over my mouth, pushing my head very hard against the wall.
She started to whisper very loud at me.
"Look you little bitch, I don't care if these are yours. They're my son's now, and you aren't gonna tell anyone or else" I remembered that mommy told me I could talk if I needed to. I talked in a deep voice again. I moved her hand off my mouth.
"They are mine. And if you try to touch me again, I will have to defend myself"she scoffed in my face.
"What are you gonna do? Cry? That's all you can do"
"Lady I can do much more than that" she grabbed my arm very hard while digging her hands into them. She pulled up my sleeve feeling the roughness of my arm and saw my cut scars.
"Ha! And I bet your so strong. You are weak!" She spat in my face.
"Let go of me please" I tried to gently pull my arm away. She wouldn't budge."Let go" I pulled harder"Let go!" I tried to yank and yank but every time her grip got stronger until the point I was bleeding from her nails. She just sat there smiling.
I remembered I was strong. I always had and unnatural strength. I stood in my crib and ripped my arm away now with ease. It left scratches down my arm.
"I am stronger than I look. Please don't make me defend myself" I say quietly. She has a look of astonishment on her from me pulling away.
"What are you gonna do HUH?!" She's still trying to fight.
"I will only defend myself. Just put my stuff back and stop harassing me please" I say even more quiet.
"You freak! Your an adult that likes to be a baby! You have cuts on your arm!"(I grab my arm)"I bet you have a shit-ton of mental illnesses just waiting to explode! And I bet you were abused by your parents too. That's why people try to be babies. Because they never could. Well you know what, GROW UP!!" She's screaming and I'm in silent tears. I want to hit this woman so badly.
"You don't know me. Or my life. So please stop trying to assume you do. And for the last time, stop harassing me" I said still calmly. My calmness took her off gaurd.
She got angry and grabbed my arm and pulled me out of the crib. My head got smacked on the floor and I hit a table with glass bottles on it. They fell and smashed.
I stood as fast as I could but she punched me as soon as I got up. I did warn her.
I stood again, but my fighting instincts were kicked in. I dodged her first punch, and grabbed her hand for the second one. I squeezed her wrist not very hard, for me at least. She looked very scared as she thought I really wasn't that strong.
She tried to hit me with her other hand, I grabbed that too. I twisted that arm around to almost the point of breaking and held her hands behind her back. I kicked one of her knees, not very hard. Just hard enough to make it bend. She knelt down and I held her hands.
Then a wave of pain hit me in the gut. I doubled over and held my tummy. She took the chance and elbowed me in the face, making me fall to my knees and let her go. She stood up once I let her go and kneed me in the face which knocked me out.

I was back in the crib when I woke up. There were a bunch of adults around my crib. And a few babies, one being Mark. They all looked concerned. All the people around my crib made me start to feel anxious.
Crysty walked up to the crib making me feel more anxious. She saw how I was feeling.
"Guys, I get your worried, but give her some space. She's getting anxious and after what just happened, she doesn't need that" they cleared, some stayed. I saw that the mom was getting a talking to from a police officer.
Crysty walked over and stroked my hair.
"Do you want me to tell you what happened?" I tried to nod my head, but my neck was in a brace. "After you fell into the table, we tried to go in to the nursery. But we lock it after you guys go to sleep. So we couldnt, and the guy with the keys was on his break. So we just had to watch from the windows. We had to wait until our scheduled wakeup time to open the doors, and since it was the only way out, the mom couldn't leave. She tried to make up a balonie story about you attacking her randomly, but we showed police the tapes. Her son didn't do anything to stop his mom. And because of the way she knocked you out, the police gave you a brace. We called your mommy and she knows everything and is very upset. But she can't come right now. So I will help you" I breathed deeply and closed my eyes, processing it all. Will everyone treat me differently now that they've seen what I can do? I hope not. I made a pee-pee and Crysty heard it. She pressed a finger into my diapee.
"Oh. Someone needs a change" she lowered the bar and took me to the secluded changing table carefully. She gently placed me down and smoothly changed my diapee, not caring about the buttplug. She carefully picked me back up and put me back in the crib.

[Time forward: Stroller]

On my way to the car, I got another cramp. This one was worse than any one I had gotten before. I held my tummy and felt a small dribble of poo-poo leak into my diapee. I continued to hold my tummy like this until we got to the car. I was put in my carseat and buckled in. I no longer had a brace as the doctors told me I didn't need one when they got there.
Half way down the highway I got another really bad cramp. This time when I held my tummy and doubled over, the buttplug fell out of my butt.
Poo-poo began to fill my diapee very fast,and I could tell I had a lot longer to go.
"Mommy!" I cried like a baby.
"What is it sweetheart?"
"The poo-poo's coming!"
"Okay sweetie"
Poo-poo continuously flowed out of my butt and my diapee was filling fast. It was all over my butt and princess parts and was going up either side. I knew I couldn't stop it so I took off my onesie.
Poo-poo started to go out the top and sides of my diapee. I began to cry as the poo-poo wouldn't stop. After 2 minutes of this, the watery poo-poo finally stops. But there's still a lot more hard poo to get out.

Sorry this is so long. I had a lot of fun with this chapter. Let me know what you guys think