Hi everyone, my name's Ruby. I got myself into trouble with the law and now I'm being punished. My punishment: being forced to wear diapers.

I won't go into the details of what happened, but basically, what I thought would be a harmless science experiment ended up damaging a sizable chunk of the town's sewer system. Be careful what you flush...

Normally, they’re very strict about the destruction of town property, but since this is my first offense and I’m so young, they gave me a different punishment. To paraphrase:

“Ruby Fox is hereby forbidden from using any toilets for the next 90 days. She will wear diapers at all times, and must use them to urinate and defecate. To ensure that the punishment is upheld, she will also be forbidden from removing her own diaper. 

Her mother will change her diaper while at home, and the school nurse will change her diaper while at school. Additionally, while at school, her diaper will be fastened on by a diaper belt, which only the nurse and her mother will have keys to.

Both of these caretakers will also take a photo of Ruby wearing the diaper before each change, with the current date and time, in order to keep records and make sure that the punishment is being followed consistently.”

Yeah, it stinks. So I’ll walk you through my average day.

When I wake up, I eat breakfast before having my diaper changed. Of course, my mom has to take my picture before she changes me. I’m not a bedwetter, but since I can’t get up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom, I have no choice but to pee in my diaper sometimes. After putting on a clean diaper, she fastens the diaper belt around it. It’s like a regular belt, but there’s also another strap that goes around the crotch to hold the diaper in place, and of course it locks.

The diapers I wear are provided by the court: they’re plain white and kinda thick. My jeans won’t fit over them, so I have to either wear shorts or a skirt over them. I prefer skirts because they do a better job at hiding how bulky they are, but you have to be careful how you sit and not let the wind blow it up or anything. None of the kids at school know about the diapers except my friends, but they only tease me when nobody’s listening.

When I have to go, I excuse myself from the class and go in the hallway so my classmates don’t have to watch me pee or poop my diaper. Usually I’ll have to go once or twice throughout the day, and after that I go to the nurse so she can change me. It’s even more embarrassing having the nurse take my picture, especially if I went number two.

Once I come home, my mom immediately makes me take off my skirt. She then takes another picture before she unfastens the belt and changes my diaper. When I’m at home, she makes me keep my skirt off and my diaper exposed. She says it makes the picture taking and diaper changing process much easier if she doesn’t have to keep taking off my skirt and putting it back on.

It’s so embarrassing not having anything to cover my diaper with, especially because we live on a busy street and I’m always afraid someone’s gonna see me through the window. I feel especially silly next to my younger sister Tanya, since she’s two years younger than me but she’s the one wearing big girl panties while I’m stuck in diapers.

Fortunately, I don’t have to wear the diaper belt when I’m at home, since my mom is there to make sure I don’t break the rules of my punishment. I’m not allowed in the bathroom except to shower and brush my teeth, and when I do these things, my mom has to stand outside the door and listen to make sure I don’t use the toilet. 

During one of the first days of the punishment, I tried to be sneaky and waited until my shower to pee so I wouldn’t have to go in a diaper. I’m not sure how, but my mom found out shortly after I got out of the shower and spanked me. She told me she was going to have to start watching me shower from now on to make sure I don’t do it again, but after enough crying and pleading, I got her to let me off with a warning.

While at school, I’ll get a diaper change any time I wet my diaper, mom only changes me once the diaper seems full. Sometimes I’ll have to go two or three times before getting a change. The diapers are pretty absorbent, so it’s not that uncomfortable to sit in a wet diaper for a while, but it’s definitely noticeable by the color and the way they sag. It’s so awkward having to walk around my mom and my sister in an obviously wet diaper like nothing’s wrong. At least she usually changes me right away when it’s number two.

Once it’s time to go to bed, I get ready by brushing my teeth and receiving one last diaper change before changing into my pajamas. Luckily, since this is the end of diaper changes for the day, I’m allowed to wear my pajama pants over my diaper.

My mom always locks the bathroom door once we’re in bed, but she gave Tanya has a key so she can still use the bathroom whenever she wants. She leaves it on her nightstand when she sleeps. Sometimes, when I’m close to filling my diaper at night and just want to use the toilet, I consider going into her room and borrowing it. But she’s such a light sleeper that she’d know if I got within 10 feet of that key, and she’s definitely the type to snitch if she caught me.

I still have fifty-nine days of court-mandated diaper punishment to get through. I’m just hoping I don’t get so used to going in a diaper that I’ll need to be potty-trained again.