🕑 Added 2021-04-05 11:19:49 +0000 UTC
"How many times have I told you not to get naked?!" Mrs. Junko questioned the mischievous naked girl.
"I-uhh.. I dunno." Usagi replied, staring at the ground beneath her feet, suddenly finding the little bits of dirt fascinating.
"I've lost count!" The irate teacher exclaimed. "Your continued disobedience will be rewarded with a spanking!"
A series of gasps came from all the young women present. They might have been treated like babies by their parents; Diapers checked and changed, bottles forced into their mouths or baby food fed to them, bathed and dressed without any care or concern for their own child's modesty, but the threat of a spanking was what shocked the scouts the most of everything they had endured so far.
Before the blond could mutter any kind of nonsensical excuse or response, she found herself being dragged along by her ear towards the door of the classroom, by her exasperated teacher. Her friends quickly followed closely behind, but not too close since they didn't want to earn their teacher's wrath. Whether Mrs. Junko noticed or cared was not known, but the teacher did close the door right in front of Matoko and Rei's faces. Undeterred, the scouts all gathered in front of the windows and peered into the classroom. Within seconds they saw a bare naked Sailor Moon get draped over the short Asian woman's knee.
If any of the girls had blinked, they would have missed the lightning fast strike of the short woman's hand slapping across their leader's bottom which started the spanking. Mrs. Junko didn't hold back as she continued to rain down open palmed blows hard and fast onto the firm backside of a squealing Usagi. A stinging pain radiated across the teen baby's bottom and upper thighs while the blond flailed her arms and kicked her legs as she cried her eyes out and immediately began to beg for mercy. Her poor ass was absolutely throbbing, like a sore tooth, and Mrs. Junko was barely getting started.
"Stop!" Usagi wailed. "Stooopp!"
The smacking of flesh on flesh answered her childish demands.
"I'll be a good girl!"
Another slap echoed in the air after Usagi cried out.
"I'm soooorrrrreeeeee!" The blond whined in a pitiful tone.
Mrs. Junko didn't flinch as the big baby flopped around like a scared fish on her lap. A small smile slowly spread across her face while she continued to punish her blond charge. The scouts couldn't believe the fact that their teacher looked like she was enjoying putting their friend through such an intense spanking. Rei wouldn't tell any of her friends this but having her thigh slapped by her grandfather when she fought her diaper change this morning was nothing compared to what she was witnessing Mrs. Junko do to Usagi.
"Pweasee!" Usagi sobbed. "I'll be goooood!"
Usagi was blabbering like a baby in between squealing and begging for her spanking to stop in a shrill tone. She kept pleading with Mrs. Junko as a pain that was beyond words spread across her ass cheeks and thighs. The poor, defenseless teen baby could only continue to swing her arms and kick her legs in an attempt to try to get away from her tormentor. After one particularly loud smack, she went limp and stared at the carpet beneath her but was unable to see it through her tear soaked eyes.
"Let me goooo!" Sailor moon howled.
Mrs.Junko continued to blast the girl's ass with a relentless torrent of spanks, ignoring Usagi's pleas while grinning like a deranged fool. The scouts could only gaze at the scene through the window in sheer disbelief as the spanking dragged on and on. This wasn't right; the girls knew that much. No one would ever spank a child like this, let alone a teacher.
After a few minutes, Usagi realised that the only sound in the room was her own soft sobbing. She looked up at her diabolical tormentor with a face covered in tears and snot.
"Is…is it over?" She dared asked.
"It's over," Mrs. Junko declared with no emotion. "Are you going to keep your pampers on like a good girl from now on?"
She followed up her question by rubbing Usagi's red hot butt, as if to remind the girl that she could spank her anytime she wanted. Usagi trembled at the very touch of the woman's hand, and realized that she hadn't stopped crying. She was totally at this horrible woman's mercy; she'd never felt so powerless.
"If you don't want to wear your diapers then I'll be more than happy to keep spanking you. Such a lovely shade of crimson you've got going on." The short woman observed with a sinister smirk.
"Please put me in my diaper." Usagi answered. "I'll be a good girl, Mrs. Junko."
"That's much better. Big babies like you belong in diapers. They NEED their diapers!"
Usagi flinched at this declaration and rapidly nodded in agreement.
"Hold still." The short woman ordered.
Usagi stared blankly at the ground, afraid to move an inch as she awaited her diapering. Never had she ever wanted to wear a diaper more than now, but that was mostly due to the fact that she wanted diaper cream to cool her cheeks. That and she needed a pillow between her thighs to keep them from rubbing together. The caress of cold plastic was all she wanted after such a savage spanking. However, her wants were ignored as she helped up from the cruel woman's lap without the soothing relief of cold butt cream or the caress of a cushy diaper.
"Good. Now, that is taken care of there's just one more thing we need to do." Mrs. Junko helped Usagi to her feet and led the naked girl over to the nearest corner.
"Now stick your nose in the corner and wait for the kids and I to return from recess. If you so much as move a muscle I'll tan your backside all over again!" Usagi whimpered pitifully in agreement, sticking her nose right up against the wall to appease her angry teacher.
"That's what I thought." Mrs. Junko stated with an air of smug satisfaction as she walked towards the door.
Upon seeing their teacher walking towards the door, the scouts scattered as fast as their legs could carry them which wasn't very fast due to the thick disposables they wore impeding their strides. Rei immediately chased after Ami while waving at Matoko in a silent gesture, motioning for her to run after Minako which created the illusion of the girls playing an impromptu game of tag. By the time Mrs. Junko had opened the door and looked out, it looked like an innocent game of tag was being played by the oversized toddlers.
"Kids!" The teacher hollered out into the playground. "It's lunchtime!"
With that a sudden torrent of preschool aged children ran past the diapered scouts into the classroom. Poor Usagi blushed at the wall knowing that her swollen red bottom was being seen by all the kids who belonged to this class. She just wanted to be diapered and allowed to sit down. Hadn't Mrs. Junko realized that she had learned her lesson?
Ami was the first to sit down at the table, joined soon thereafter by her fellow planetary warriors. They wanted to talk to each other about the bizarre behavior their teacher her displayed towards Usagi during that fierce spanking but there was no time for such a discussion as Mrs. Junko was close by, handing out various snacks and drinks to each table full of kids.
Ami received a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, minus the crusts, along with a sippy cup. Rei looked at her blended up baby food that was placed in front of her on a plastic plate in disgust. What was once a very ornate, traditional Japanese meal was rendered into baby slop. She sighed when Mrs. Junko handed her a massive baby bottle filled with almost a liter of baby formula. Jupiter and Venus both had to drink from the same large adult sized baby bottles, but their meals were prune flavored baby food. According to Mrs. Junko, their mothers had forgotten to pack them a lunch like Ami and Rei's mommies and she had to improvise a replacement meal for both girls.
Meanwhile, Usagi was still waiting in the corner, waiting for her diaper to be taped onto her sore butt. She wanted to rub her bottom, to help alleviate the pain, but she knew better than to tempt her teacher's wrath. Suddenly, she felt her teacher's hand grab her by her shoulder and her body was spun around, forcing her to face the diminutive woman. Nothing was said between the two women as Usagi allowed her teacher to led her to the center of the classroom and over to Mrs. Junko's desk. The desk was unique since it was the only proper desk in the room, but nothing of true importance claimed the space on top of the desk. That was until the meatball haired sailor scout found herself lifted up and sat atop it; making it become a makeshift changing table which could be seen by any student in the classroom.
"Don't you move," Mrs. Junko warned sternly. "You want your diaper?"
Usagi nodded vigorously in response.
"Then lay there on your back like a good girl, okay?" Mrs. Junko didn't wait for a reply. She had already walked away from the girl, leaving a naked Sailor Moon sprawled out on her desk. Her friends currently had the best seats in the house. Of course Usagi laid there doing her best to space out, but even she had trouble since every eye in the room was now upon her naked body.
All of her friends currently had the best seats in the house as they were the closest table to their teacher's desk. Each girl wanted to help Sailor Moon, but each scout was frozen in place by fear and a strange feeling of curiosity. Just what was going to happen? Was that crazy teacher going to spank Usagi again?
The short, Asian woman returned with a ridiculously thick pink disposable diaper that, even when folded up, looked too big to properly fit the tiny blond.
"Knees bent!" The woman ordered and Usagi didn't hesitate to pull her legs towards her chest, bending her knees at the same time which presented her plump, crimson red bottom to her teacher. Mrs. Junko once again grinned manically as she lifted Usagi's legs up and slid the unfurled pink monstrosity of a disposable under the pigtailed girl's butt.
Usagi squealed as her hot and bothered tush made contact with the cold, synthetic cotton covered surface of her new underwear. Before she could be taped into the bulky diaper, Mrs. Junko liberally dusted a healthy coating of sweet smelling powder onto Sailor Moon's crotch and bottom. Another squeak escaped from Usagi when Mrs. Junko started rubbing in the talcum powder.
Rei was staring at the scene unfolding in disbelief, but it wasn't because her good friend was being diapered in front of her. For a brief second she saw a shadowy aura emanating from Mrs. Junko. Rei blinked her eyes in shock and the strange energy she had seen was no longer visible.
After being diapered, Usagi was helped off of the desk and onto her feet. Standing on shaky legs she was ordered to join her friends and walked bow legged back to her table. Each step looked like a chore due to how much the disposable stretched her legs out. She looked just like a cowboy who had been riding a horse for days on end. Her friends were entirely sympathetic for obvious reasons and quietly welcomed her back.
Lunch ended roughly ten minutes later and the rest of the day was more akin to an actual class. There were sing alongs with Mrs. Junko leading the class. Each girl had to repeat the verses of one, two, three and then sing their ABCs. Once the singing was finished, kids were called upon to recite a part of the alphabet or solve a math problem while a miserable Usagi fidgeted in her seat, pawing at her diaper.
Ami was called upon by the short Asian woman who had posed a simple question. The blue haired scholar hung her head, humiliated when she failed to properly solve four plus four. It was as if her brain went blank as Mrs. Junko starred at her, grinning. The class didn't hesitate to laugh at Ami and went undisciplined by the teacher who stifled a chuckle of her own.
"Now, children. Some of my students aren't as smart as the rest of you. Who do you think these teenage girls still attend my preschool class?" Mrs. Junko asked, suppressing a laugh.
Once again Rei could see Mrs. Junko's dark aura enveloping the small woman's form. She thought back to all those conflicting memories of her wearing a bright red skirt and sailor top, welding a bow of flames to vanquish evil beings such as Mrs. Junko. The raven haired girl knew that there was something real about these odd visions. Something that she knew to be true about herself. However, just as she was about to pinpoint the truth, it evaporated, leaving her thoughts plagued by various images of public diaperings, nap times and high chair feedings. She shook her head, trying to rid herself of these sights and looked over at her poor friend, Usagi.
The girl with the Odango hairstyle was violently scrubbing the front of her thick, plastic pamper. That woman had coated her friend's crotch and bottom with some kind of itching powder or, at least that was what Rei thought. Poor Usagi couldn't figure out why her diaper had been bothering her so much, maybe she was getting a rash?
Luckily, or unluckily for the girls, Usagi would say the former since she was about to be free, class was dismissed for the day and Chibi Moon stood waiting in the doorway after all the kids had left. She was wearing an upperclassmen uniform and smiled down at her diaper clad sister.
"Has my baby sister been a good girl today?" The small, pink haired girl asked Mrs. Junko while she gazed at Usagi.
"She misbehaved and took off all of her clothes before parading around in her birthday suit. A quick spanking set her straight though." Mrs. Junko grinned again, helping the small girl unfold a giant stroller which Ikuko had left behind for Chibiusa to use.
"Yeah, I'm sorry about that. My mom says she's going through a phase right now."
"It's quite alright, some of these special cases do like to go nakkie sometimes. Still, I can't have it in my class, might encourage her friends to do it too, you know." The short teacher explained as she helped hoist Usagi into the stroller's seat.
Chibi giggled as she helped buckle her own mother into the stroller. "That's good point. Thank you for helping me with the stroller. I hope you have a nice day!"
Mrs. Junko nodded and waved to the young child who was pushing her future mother out of the classroom in an oversized stroller. She couldn't hold back her laugh as she stood in the empty classroom. "It's pretty obvious who the more mature girl is in that family."
To Be Continued...
