School Diapering Policy: You have an Accident, you get Diapered ♕

What can happen behind a nurse’s Closed-Door during School Diapering Policy

 

My story begins with Johnny. You see, we have a very “defined” policy about when a student has an “accident”. And yes, I’m talking about when one wets their pants, or panties, or whatever. Oh yes, we have a School Diapering Policy, and it is strictly adhered to. Being the school nurse, it usually falls upon me to act on and enforce the said policy.

This brings me back to Johnny. Seems he had an accident in his pants, and peed all over himself. Which promptly got him sent to the nurse’s office, and in turn, to me. Naturally, per policy, the first thing I did was to try and call his mom, but she wasn’t answering.  Our policy also states that a student cannot wear soiled clothing. So, I explained to him that he would have to be diapered. I could see the horrified look in his eyes. No doubt he thought he would be sent on his way in only a t-shirt and diapers, but I quickly assured him not to worry. That he was going to be given a pair of sweatpants to wear over them (I explained that we always had a supply in the office).

He wasn’t happy about it, but it WAS the policy.

Once he realized that this was going to happen (whether he wanted it to or not), I took him back to the exam room and began to undress him. He tried to say that he could do it himself, but I would hear nothing of the sort. I was the nurse, after all, and the one in charge of enforcing the school diapering policy. Again, he tried to say he was a big boy and he could do it himself. I just looked at him and simply stated that if that were the case, then he wouldn’t be in my office in the first place. I could tell by how his face reddened that he couldn’t argue with my statement.

With that settled, I removed his wet clothes that were soaked through and through. I had already checked his file, and it stated that if he had an accident, to check his temperature. So, I went to get the rectal thermometer and lubed it up, letting him see exactly what I was doing and what to expect. That’s when I slowly slid it inside his bottom. He was uncomfortable and a bit fidgety, but it’s what his mom wanted me to do.

After five minutes I slid it out of his bottom and nope, no temperature.

Once I looked down, I noticed that his penis was hard, but it was so tiny! From the look of things, he hadn’t even gone through puberty (poor boy!).  Even though it was such a small penis, there still was no way I would be able to get him diapered with that thing sticking straight up.

Oh yes, the School Diapering Policy was making things quite interesting indeed

I gave Johnny some lotion and told him to take care of that problem. He shot me a mortifying look, and in return, I gave him a silent glare in tangent with a raised eyebrow. I gave him no respite, and he answered with a long sigh. With no other recourse, he slathered the lotion all over his penis as I made him stroke it until he finished (all under my careful watchful eye, of course).

I always have a ready supply of baby wipes, so once he came and his penis went back soft, I cleaned him up with them. After that, I went to my supply of diapers. I had quite an array of ABDL diaper choices. After finally picking a cute one with baby dinos on them, I pulled his legs up and pushed said diaper under him. Making sure he was well powdered, I then tightened the tapes around his waist, making sure it was nice and snug. After all was said and done, I handed him the sweatpants to wear over his diaper. They really did accentuate the fact that Johnny was wearing a diaper, and I must say, it was quite noticeable.

After Johnny was all diapered, I sent him on his way to his next class in his big bulky diaper! After all, it was the School Diapering Policy.

 

So tell me, do you have this same problem? Did you have an accident in school as well? Then you need to call me P-D-Q so I can administer some much-needed diaper discipline.