Naughty – My ABDL Life

Trouble at the Farm Part Four

Trouble at the Farm Part Four

Caiden slowly made his way to Evan.

“I’m very disappointed in you too Caiden. I expect better out of the both of you.” said Evan as he pulled Caiden’s diaper to his ankles and laid him over his lap.

“Noo….Pwease dun ‘pank me! I’ll be good!….” pleaded Caiden as he put his paws behind his back and covered his exposed bottom.

“Caiden, you move those paws this instant or you’re gettin’ double the swats.” threatened Evan as Caiden begrudgingly obeyed.


“AH! AH! OUCHIE! No more! I’ll nevah do it again! OUCH!” yelped Caiden as the spanking began.

“That’s what you told me last time. Why did you do it again?” asked Evan.

“C-cause I-I-I forgots-s-s…” stuttered Caiden.

“Well this is to help you remember then.” answered Evan as he continued the spanking.


“OWAHAO…WHahahahaaaa…” cried Caiden as he grasped Evan’s leg tightly.

“You will not disobey your parents, or any caretakers! You will also NEVER play with dangerous tool. They’re tools, not toys. Understand?” lectured Evan between swats.


“WHWHWHWAAAAAA….HHHaa…..” bawled Caiden as he has kicking his legs and shifting around after every blow to his unprotected hinie.

“I told Robby this already, but if you ever do that again I will bring you right back here and bust your butt again. Understand?” asked Evan as Caiden nodded his head.


With the last three swats, Evan let the sobbing wolf cub up.

“Go stand in the corner.” pointed Evan as Caiden shuffled his way to the other corner with his diaper at his ankles.

Characters and text by tugscarebear

Draw by ??

Source: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/24248587/

Awww it sure seems like both this cubs get a well spanked butt.

Trouble at the Farm Part One

Trouble at the Farm Part One

Nya! Nya! Can’t catch me copper! *POP!*POP!*” teased Caiden as he took his toy six-shooter out of his holster and fired two shots as his friend.

“Agh! You’ll nevah get away wit dis you bad robber!” yelled Robby as he took off after his friend.

The two toddlers were playing playing cops and robbers old west style on Evan Stewart’s farm. Evan Stewart and his wife, Charlotte, were close family friends of Caiden and Robby’s family. They’ve known both families since before both of the pups were born and babysat them quite a bit. Caiden’s and Robby’s folks had to go out of town for a few days this Summer so the Stewarts happily agreed to watch them. They were like an extra pair of grandparents to the little troublemakers and spoiled the two boys rotten. The boys were so excited to find out that they were going to stay with the Stewarts on their farm that they even wanted to dress the part. Caiden wore his cowboy hat and boots while Robby wore his overalls and cowboy boots.

The pups chased and chased each other around the farm. They hopped over creeks and rolled down hills. Eventually they made it back to the backyard area where Evan was working.

“I’ve got you twapped now bad guy!” huffed Robby.

“You’ll nevah catch me awive!” said the diaper clad wolf cub as he picked up a nearby metal garden trowel.

“Oh yeah?!” replied Robby as he grabbed a nearby metal garden cultivator.

“Ungarde!” shouted Caiden as he lunged in and swung at his friend.


“AHA! I got you now!” jeered Robby as he blocked and counter-attacked.


This went on for a few moments. They went swung at each other going back and forward and narrowly missing each others body a few times.


“Boys! Stop this right now!” shouted Evan as he came around the corner to find Caiden and Robby ‘sword fighting’ with some garden tools.

The started toddlers dropped the garden tools at their feet at the sound of a loud, but concerned Evan.

“What are you two doin’?” asked Evan with a Southern’ draw as he quickly picked up the tools.

“W-we was jus pwayin Mr. Evan…” stuttered Robby.

“Yeah, we was havin a sword fight…” echoed Caiden.

“These ain’t toys, they’re tools. You two could have hurt yourselves.” explained Evan calmly as he took a blade of grass and cut it in half as he ran it across the edge of the trowel, “See?”

“Oh, we sowwy….We wont do its again…” apologized Caiden.

“Yeah. We won’t pway wit dos…” said Robby.

“Good, ’cause your parents, Charlotte, or myself don’t want you to get hurt with these. Now give me yer paws.” instructed Evan as the boys gave them their paws, “You. Will. Not. Play. With sharp tools. Understand?”


Evan gave one firm swat to the top of each boy’s paws.

Caiden and Robby both yipped at their paws getting swatted. The swats didn’t hurt as much as they were a surprise. The teary eyed pups rubbed their paws and nodded that they understood.

“Good. I’m sorry that had to happen, but y’all need to understand how dangerous these things are.” explained Evan as he gave them a big hug, “Now, if I catch you two playing with these tools again our next meeting won’t be so friendly ’cause I’ll take y’all to the woodshed and tan your hides so you don’t sit right for a week. Even with those diapers y’all are wearin’. Got it?”

Caiden and Robby nodded in agreement again.

“Good boys. Now speakin’ of diapers it smells like one or both of y’all could use a clean one.” observed Evan as he stood up and ruffled their headfur.

“It’s Caiden!” tattled Robby as he pointed to his friend.

“Nah uh! You’re da ‘tinky butt!” shot back Caiden.

“*giggles* Well I’m sure both of ya could use one. Why don’t yall go inside and ask Charlotte to change ya? I’m sure that she’ll give ya some milk an’ cookies if you ask real nice…” suggested Evan as he was hoping to get out of diaper duty.

“Cookies!” shouted Robby

“Yay!” cheered Caiden as both boys ran off to the house.

The toddlers busted open the screen door and ran into the kitchen.

“Why hello young ones. What brings ya inside?” asked Charlotte sweetly.

“Caiden’s ‘tinky and needs a new diaper.”

“Can we has some cookies?- Hey! Ima not ‘tinky, you are!”

Answered the boys simultaneously.

“Hehehe. Well I’m sure that I can wrangle up some cookies for you two.” giggled Charlotte as both boys cheered, “I just pulled some out of the oven, so they’re a bit too hot. Why don’t we change your diapers first?”

“Awww…” groaned the toddlers.

“There’s no whining in our house silly boys.” said Charlotte playfully as she lightly popped their diapered butts, “Now go get your diaper bags and wait on the bed.”

Caiden and Robby giggled as they were playfully spanked and ran off to the guestroom that they were staying in. They grabbed their respective diaper bags and threw them on the bed. They climbed up on the bed and patiently waited for Charlotte.

“OK, let’s get you stinky boys cleaned up.” announced Charlotte as she entered the room.

“But ima not ‘tinky Mrs. Charlotte….Robby is…” whined Caiden.

“Nah uh! You are!” shouted Robby.

“Okie Dokie. I’ll settle this…” interrupted Charlotte as she turned Caiden around and pulled the back of his diaper back to check him, “Hmmm…Caiden’s not poopy, so that leaves…”

Charlotte unbuttoned Robby’s overalls and checked his diaper.

“Ding Ding! We have a winner! Little Robby is the culprit.” said Charlotte as she grabbed the changing supplies out of the diaper bags.

“See! Told ya you was ‘tinky!” teased Caiden.

“Ah, don’t be too cocky Caiden. You’re diaper still needs to be changed. You’ve nearly soaked through yours.” warned Charlotte, “OK Robby, step out of your overalls so it’s easier to change you. Caiden take off your holster.”

Both boys obeyed and laid down. Charlotte went to Robby first and untapped his messy diaper.

“EEeeewwww….” commented Caiden as he plugged his nose, “You’re WEALLY ‘tinky…”

“That’s enough boys.” declared Charlotte as she caught Robby sticking his tongue out at Caiden in retaliation. Charlotte continued to wipe and asked, “So are you boys having a fun time playing outside?”

“Yeah! We was playin’ cops and wobbers and we ran everywheres!” explained Caiden excitedly.

“Oh, that sounds like fun.” commented Charlotte as she removed the messy diaper and wipes from under Robby and slid the clean one under him.

“It was! I almost catcheded him, but Mr. Evan stopped da game…” continued Robby.

“Aw, now why would he do that? Was it ’cause two little monsters needed a quick diaper change and grumpy Mr. Evan didn’t wanna haveta change some diapers?” guessed Charlotte as she tickled both of the boys bellies and shortly after she powdered and taped the new diaper on Robby, “There. One pup down and one to go.”

“*Giggles* No, we was playin’ swords wit some toy- I mean tools and Mr. Evan didn’t wike dat.” explained Caiden as Charlotte moved over to him and untaped his soaked diaper.

“Yeah, he even spankeded our paws.” added the diaper-clad Robby as he rolled over to where Caiden and Charlotte were.

“Oh, that is a problem. Well what did you both learn from that incident?” asked Charlotte as she wiped Caiden’s diaper area.

“Um, ta not pway with sharp tools…” answered Caiden.

“Yeah, or ‘He’ll tan our hidies’.” said Robby as he did his best Evan impression.

“*giggles* Why does Mr. Evan not want us pwayin’ wit da tools?” asked Caiden as Charlotte giggled at Robby’s impression, slid the wet diaper out, rolled it up, tossed it, and put a clean one under Caiden, “We was bein’ WEALLY careful….”

“Yeah…” agreed Robby.

“Well, do you two remember meeting my son Jim?” asked Charlotte as she powdered Caiden’s butt.

“Um…I tink so. Was he da one wit da big scratch on his face?” asked Robby.

“Yes, that was him. Except it wasn’t a scratch, it was a scar.” answered Charlotte as she taped the clean diaper on Caiden.

“Oh…How did he gets da scar…?” asked Caiden.

“When Jim was 5 years old, he was playing outside with his friend like you and Robby were.” started Charlotte as she helped Robby back into his overalls, “They too found some of the tools and played swords with them. Unfortunately, me or Mr. Evan weren’t there to stop them and Jim’s friend accidentally caught his shovel across Jim’s face. Jim had to go to the hospital and they did the best that they could to fix it. Luckily there was no major damage, but it did leave a big scar on his face. Jim’s friend felt terrible about it too. We don’t want any of that to happen to either of you, so when Evan is bein’ ‘Mean’ or ‘scary’ about it, it’s because he doesn’t want you to get hurt. Understand?”

“Uh huh…” answered both boys in awe and unison.

“…And trust me. Mr. Evan isn’t kidding around about taking you to the woodshed over it. Jim’s little brother Alex tried the same thing a few years later and Mr. Evan painted his backside red. So you both stay away from the tools cause I won’t stop him from whoopin’ yer butts, ya hear?” warned Charlotte as she made eye contact with each pup. They nodded in agreement, “Good boys. Now that’s enough doom and gloom. Who’s ready for some cookies?”

“MeMeMe!” shouted the toddlers as the raised their paws high.

“OK then, go into the kitchen and I’ll get you some after I clean up here.” said Charlotte as she put the diaper changing supplies away and tossed the soiled diapers in the trash.

Caiden and Robby hopped down from the bed and rushed to the kitchen to find Evan sneaking some cookies from the tray that Charlotte pulled from the oven.

“Hey! Dos are our cookies!” shouted Robby.

“Yeah! You can’t eat dos!” echoed Caiden.

“Oop! I’ve been caught.” said Evan as he popped one into his mouth, “Guess I’ll just haveta tickle ya until you let me have them!”

Both boys squealed as Evan picked them up and started tickling them.

“HEHEhaha- We’ll nevah- tee hee- wet you have some!….” laughed Caiden as he struggled to get away from the tickle machine that was Evan.

“Oh really…? I guess that I’ll have to see if your friend will be more kind.” said Evan maniacally.

“AHahHAhahhteeheehahahah…..NO!….ahhaah….” laughed Robby as he denied Evan some cookies too.

“Evan Michael Stewart! Just what do you think you are doing?!” asked Charlotte sternly as she walked into the kitchen.

“Oh, hey darlin’….I was just tryin’ to persuade the boys to let me have some of those delicious cookies.” answered Evan as he put the toddlers down.

“Well you best not be ‘persuading’ them anymore unless you want to change their freshly cleaned butts.” said Charlotte as she picked Caiden and Robby up and sat them in their seats at the table, “Those cookies aren’t for you Evan, they’re for these little angels….but maybe if you ask nice they’ll let you have one.”

“But hes alweady ated one Mrs. Charlotte!” said Caiden as he ratted out Evan.

“Quiet you, or you’ll get a knuckle sandwich instead.” playfully threatened Evan.

“No YOU gets a knuckle sammich!” shouted Robby in Caiden’s defense.

“There will be no knuckle sandwiches at the table boys…” said Charlotte sternly yet playfully as she grabbed a wooden spatula and tapped it in her paw.

“Yes ma’am…” answered all the boys simultaneously.

“Good boys.” replied Charlotte cheerfully as she scooped up four cookies for Caiden and Robby and served it to them with their sippy cups.

“Thank you!” said the toddlers as the dug into their snack.

“You’re very welcome.” singed Charlotte as she noticed her husband sitting at the table with a playful pout, “Caiden, Robby. Do you think you could spare a few cookies for Mr. Evan…Look how sad he is…”

Caiden and Robby looked at each other with a mouthful of cookie and nodded yes to Charlotte.

“What nice boys we have staying with us…” complimented Charlotte as she served Evan some cookies, “What do you say to the boys honey…?”

“Thank you for sharing.” thanked Evan as he playfully stuck his tongue out at them with Charlotte turned her back.

The pups giggled and they all enjoyed their snack.

“Well that was delicious and refreshing hun’.” complemented Evan as he brought his plate to the sink and rinsed it off.

“I’m glad you enjoyed it sugar bear.” replied Charlotte as she was cleaning up the kitchen counter from when she made the cookies.

“AAgghhh….Whelp. It’s time for me to get back to it. Those crops aren’t gonna plant themselves.” stretched Evan as he went over to his wife and gave her a smooch.

“EEwwWWww….” commented Robby and Caiden.

“Oh hush you.” giggled Evan as he went outside to continue working.

“You two sure seemed like you enjoyed my cookies.” laughed Charlotte as the toddlers faces and hands were littered with cookie crumbs and chocolate smears.

“We sure did! Dey were super yummy.” squeaked Caiden.

“Uh huh! Dey weally were! Can we has some more?” asked Robby.

“Yeah! Can we!?” repeated Caiden.

“*giggles* Not right now sweety pies. Otherwise we wouldn’t have any for dessert tonight.” answered Charlotte as she dampened a clean dishrag with warm water.

“Aww…” moaned both boys as Charlotte came over.

“Now now, none of that…” singed Charlotte as she wiped the rugrats paws and face down with the rag, “There all clean.”

“Yay! All done!” cheered Caiden.

“Yay!” followed Robby, “Can we goes pway outside now?”

“Why of course.” replied Charlotte as she picked each pup up and stood them on the ground, “Here’s your holster cowboy.”

“Tanks Mrs. Charlotte…” said Caiden as Charlotte put the holster, that she grabbed from the bedroom, around the diaper-clad toddler’s waist, “Now you two go have fun.”

“Otay Mrs. Charlotte!”

“Tanks for da cookies!”

Shouted both boys as they bolted outside.

“Whatcha wanna do now buddy?” asked Caiden as they arrived outside.

“Hmm…Wanna continue our game fwom earlier?” suggested Robby.

“Otay!….Wook over dere!” pointed Caiden as Robby looked and Caiden sprinted off, “You’ll nevah catch da meanest bank wobber evah!”

“Hey!” shouted Robby as he turned and chased after him, “I’ll get yous for dat!”

Caiden and Robby chased each other around the yard for while with Caiden shooting his toy gun and Robby occasionally tackling and releasing Caiden. Meanwhile, Evan was getting ready to tend to the fields so he laid out some of the tools in the backyard that he planned on using. He stopped for a moment as he realized that he was missing one of his tools. He looked around outside but couldn’t find it. Evan then went inside the woodshed to look for it.

“Whheee….!” shouted Caiden as he ran into the backyard, “Na na na na….You can’t catch me!”

“Oh yeah!? Here I come!” replied Robby as he chased Caiden to where the tools were.

Caiden stood on one side of the blanket that the tools were set on and Robby the other.

“*huff**huff** Now whatcha gonna do?” huffed Caiden as he took a moment to catch his breath.

“Ima gonna *pant**pant*….Ima gonna get you wit dis sword…” panted Robby as he reached for one of the shovels.

“NO! Wait!” shouted Caiden as Robby stopped pulled back.

Meanwhile in the shed, Evan was still looking for that tool. He eventually found it on the workbench and went over to grab it. He grabbed it and happened to look out the window just as Caiden and Robby ran up to the tools.

‘You better not grab it…’ thought Evan to himself as he grabbed a brush that he used to brush the horses hair with and slid it in the back of his overalls.

Luckily, he heard Caiden say ‘NO! Wait!’ and decided to stay and watch to see if they would do the right thing.

‘Good boy.’ thought Evan.

“Oh yeah…We would has got in twouble…” thought Robby as he looked around.

Caiden looked around too.

“Hmmm….I dun sees anyone….” observed Caiden.

“Yeah. Mr Evan and Mrs. Charlotte aren’t here….” said Robby.

“What if we…” started Caiden as he looked at the tools.

“Besuperextracareful?!” finished Robby quickly.

“Yes. We’re big boys right?” asked Caiden.

“Yeah! I tink we can pway wit da tools if we’re superdy duper careful.” replied Robby as he reached for the shovel.

“Yeah. An’ when Mr. Evan and Mrs. Charlotte see us bein’ careful they’ll be SO happy…” said Caiden as he grabbed the smaller shovel.

“I got you now bad guy robber!!” shouted Robby as he lifted the shovel but was suddenly stopped by Evan’s paw.

Characters and text by tugscarebear

Draw by ?

Source: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/24248253/


Babyfur comic: Who Stole the Cookies from the Cookie Jar?

Who Stole the Cookies from the Cookie Jar?A few years back when Kyle had just turned four years old and Caiden was just a tot, this Smith household was still busy as ever. Caiden was starting to crawl around and get into everything like the curious baby he was. Kyle was just trying to be a big cub like his parents and teachers encouraged him to be. Kyle was just recently potty trained too, so he was showing off his super hero undies every chance he got. Well, almost potty trained I guess. He still wore a diaper to naptime and bedtime.

One Summer afternoon, Cheryl had put her two little monsters down for a nap. At the time, both boys shared a room. Caiden slept in his crib and Kyle slept in his race car bed on the other side of the room. About 20 minutes into the nap, both boys were restless. Kyle got up and toddled over to his brother in his sleep shirt and diaper while carrying his stuffed monkey named ‘Bonkers’.

“Hiya Caiden. Can’t sleep either huh?” asked Kyle as he let the side of Caiden’s crib down and picked him up and set him on the ground, “Well since we’re not sleepin’, let’s go find mommy and see if we can go pway.”

Caiden giggled as his brother picked him up and carried him out of their room. Kyle carried him to the kitchen and had to stop.

“Phew. You’re getting heavy buddy.” commented Kyle as he set his brother down.

“bwbwabababa….” babbled Caiden as he clutched his favorite stuffed animal named ‘Mooser’.

“What’s that Caiden, you want a cookie?” asked Kyle as he translated Caiden’s babbling to justify his cookie cravings.

Caiden turned his head and cooed in confusion.

“Mommy is in da other room on the phone so I can get them cause ima big boy.” decided Kyle as he moved towards the kitchen counter, “You stay here Caiden, cause you’re a baby.”

Caiden sat by the fridge and watched his brother climb onto the counter. Kyle set Bonkers by the microwave and hopped up on the counter. He then stood up carefully and opened the cupboard. Kyle grabbed the glass cookie jar and sat down on the edge of the counter. He opened the jar and grabbed a cookie out and threw it to his brother.

“Here you go Caiden!” said Kyle as the cookie landed near the baby.

Caiden grabbed it and started nibbling on it. Kyle grabbed a cookie and started eating too. He got through a few cookie when he was startled by the sound of his mother’s voice.

“Kyle! Caiden! Where are you!?” singed Cheryl as she stopped by their room to find that they weren’t there.

Cheryl wasn’t worried because they usually get up on their own and go play somewhere inside the house.

Kyle’s mother’s call startled him so much that he lost grip on the cookie jar and it came crashing down the ground and shattered.

Kyle quickly hopped down and made sure that his brother didn’t crawl into any pieces of the broken glass.

“Omigosh! Are you two ok?!” asked Cheryl as she rushed into the kitchen to see a broken cookie jar and her two boys safely away from the glass, “What happened?!”

“The cookie jar fell and broke mommy!” explained Kyle quickly.

“It just fell huh? It fell out of the cupboard and on to the ground all by itself….? Are you sure that you didn’t break it Kyle?…” asked Cheryl as she went over to her cubs and made sure that there was no glass in their paws.

“No….” panicked Kyle as he pointed to his baby brother, “Caiden did it. He wanted a cookie an’ went to get the cookie jar and broke it….See! He even gots a cookie!…”

“Wait wait wait. You’re telling me that Caiden, who can barely walk a few steps, climbed up on the counter, picked up the heavy cookie jar, and stole some cookies….” asked Cheryl sternly.

“Yes….” answered Kyle slowly.

“Really. *sigh* Kyle, your monkey, Bonkers, is on the counter and Caiden isn’t even tall enough to reach the cookie jar is he was even able to get on the counter.” said Cheyrl as she grabbed the stuffed monkey, “I want the truth Kyle. Now.”

“OKokok…..I did it mommy. I’m sowwy!” admitted Kyle knowing that his mother had figured it out.

“That’s what I thought. Kyle, why did you lie to mommy?” asked Cheryl as she grabbed the cookie from Caiden’s paw, picked him up, and put him in the playpen in the other room.

“Cause I didn’t wanna get in twouble…” answered Kyle as Caiden started bawling because his cookie was taken from him and he was placed in the playpen.

“…And you thought the best way to get out of trouble was to lie about it?” asked Cheryl as her and Kyle went back to the kitchen and Cheryl grabbed a broom and started sweeping up the mess.

“Yes….I mean I dunno….” sniffled Kyle.

Cheryl cleaned up the mess and sat down in one of the kitchen chairs next to Kyle.

“Kyle, do you know why I’m upset with you?” asked Cheryl

“C-cause I bwoke the cookie jar…” replied Kyle.

“Well that’s part of it. Not only do you know that you’re supposed to ask me or daddy if you want a cookie or dessert, you know better than to dangerous things like climb on the counter. You could have hurt yourself by falling or you could have hurt yourself or your baby brother with the broken glass. Would you want that?” asked Cheryl calmly.

“No mommy….” answered Kyle.

“What I’m even more upset about is that you decided to lie to me multiple times about what happened. You know better than to lie and that it’s always better to tell the truth. Mommy can’t trust you if you don’t tell the truth. Do you want that?” asked Cheryl as she continued the lecture.

“No mommy…” replied Kyle.

“That’s right, we don’t want that. Now, because you took cookies without permission and did a dangerous thing, you lost dessert privileges for the rest of the day and tomorrow and you’re getting a five minute time-out.” decided Cheryl as she grabbed Kyle’s paw and brought him close to her, “But because you lied too, you’re going to get a spanking before you go to time-out. You know better than to lie and you know the consequences for lying too.”

“No mommy! I’ll nevah lie again! I’ll be a good boy!” pleaded Kyle as his mother untaped his diaper and bent him over her lap.

“I’m sorry baby, but you know that lying is unacceptable. Hopefully, this will remind you the next time you think about lying to me or daddy.” explained Cheryl as she spanked his son 10 times on the bare bottom.


“WWWHaAHaHAHAHaaa….” bawled Kyle as his mother finished the spanking and sat him in the ‘Corner of Shame’.

Five minutes passed and Cheryl went over to Kyle.

“I’m sowwy mommy! I’ll be a good big cub fwom now on!” shouted Kyle as he got up and embraced her before Cheryl could even say anything.

“That’s my big cub. All is forgiven and I love you.” said Cheryl as she hugged her oldest son back, “Now let’s get you in your super hero undies and you can so play.”

“Yippee!” shouted Kyle as she wiped away the tears.


Text and furrys belongs to tugscarebear

Draw by Yookey

Source: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/23722026/

Poor Kyle it is newer a good thing to lie to you mother or daddy when you do naughty stuff. But i bet it is in the cubs behaving to test where to limits are.

It sure was a nice little comic.

Classroom Catastrophe Part 2

Classroom Catastrophe Part 2
After the incident, Maynara’s mother came to pick him up. Before she left, Maynara’s mother gave Kyle a lesson on bullying. She gave him a swift spanking and slapped a diaper on his red bum instead of putting his undies and shorts back on. After she comforted him, Kyle was sent back into the classroom with a sore and diapered bottom. He now knew what it feels like to be embarrassed in front of his peers. I’m sure Kyle’s parents will not be happy with his behavior when they come to pick him up later.

Fury’s in this drawing Maynara and  tugscarebear

Text by tugscarebear

Draw by Kay

Source: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/23035625/

Poor Kyle i sure think that his parents dont going to be so happy about him when they come and pick him up. Maybe they decide to diaper him 24/7 seven for a wile as a part of his punishment so he understand how the kid felt when he exposed his secret to whole class.

Spanked Once Again

Spanked Once Again
Apparently you can’t escape getting spanked even when you’re wearing Pull-Ups now. Guess Caiden should consider himself lucky that his dad is still letting him wear Pull-Ups after his spanking.

Caiden and text by tugscarebear

Draw by Circus-Stunts

Source: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/23149220/

maybe Caiden should be even more lucky if his dad decided to put him back into some thick and comfy diaper then a thin Pull-Ups. That should give more cover and comfort for his sore hurting butt when he sit down.

Dun Fucked Up Part 3 and 4

Dun Fucked Up Part 3Running didn’t work out. …Well, shit.

Don’t steal money from your parents, kids!

The poor little otter island

Draw and text by Kay

Source: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/22689632/

Running away newer works special if you have been a very naughty little boy or girl and steal money from your parents.

Dun Fucked Up part 4Now that your butt is read and you feel sheepish as shit, you think about what you’ve done….

and how you can do it sneakier next time.

The poor little otter island

Draw and text by Kay

Source: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/22689661/

If the cub diced to try this again i think that he is going to end up whit a new spanking and i think that time the cute little butt is going to be more toasted then the last time they did it.