I didn't respond to his teasing. Instead, I just hugged him tighter as I watched the ghostly hands appear around me. The magic of the nursery went to work lifting me into the air. The position left my messy diaper on full display to my other stuffies.
My stuffies, brought to life long ago by the magic of the nursery, watched with a mix of concern and fascination as one of the apparitions grabbed a well used paddle from it's place on the wall. This wasn't the first time I hade been punished and they knew from past attempts that they wouldn't be able to stop it.
The paddle was brought down hard against my rear over and over again. It hurt, even with my diaper softening the blows. Each strike shifting the contents of my diaper around further.
After twenty spankings, the ghostly hands finally put me down. They simply placed me in my playpen instead of facing the corner. Apparently my infraction wasn't bad enough to earn me a time out. Even so, it was of little comfort as my bottom touched the floor. I flinched as the pain from my soar bottom flared up. The action caused the mess in my diaper to spread out even more.
So I quickly layed down. And my other stuffies rushed over to me. They cuddled up next to me while whispering that everything was going to be alright. Desperate for some comfort, I didn't protest. Instead letting them surround me in a cocoon of plush.
My diaper was a mess. I was going to need a bath. Wipes wouldn't cut it this time. But I was utterly exhausted. So a change was going to have to wait. I instead curled up with my stuffies, and soon fell asleep with them in my arms.
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This is another fantastic ych by the wonderful
\n\t\t\t\t\tFructoruu! Here are his submissions: Furaffinity, Twitter
These are all my actual stuffies! From Left to right they are: Cuddle Bug, Sir Bearington, Cosmo, Hops, & Icy! :3