No one was more surprised than art when he started to pee again, he hadn’t felt the need to go a second ago, but now it was really pouring out of him, it quickly saturated the infantile diaper and then spilt over onto Marge’s dress. Marge could feel Bart’s pee soaking through her dress on onto her legs, but she didn’t stop spanking, Bart finally stopped peeing and still Marge kept spanking him, she wanted to make sure that Bart would whatever she said after she’d finished, about a minute later when Bart’s bottom was red enough to be used as a stop sign and he was crying like a little baby with dirty diaper Marge finally stopped spanking him. Bart lay there crying humiliated, laying across a baby diaper he’d soaked and with a red hot, burning bottom. Lisa couldn’t believe that her day was starting so well, Bart had wet himself twice and was being spanked, and she was sure that he was seconds away from suckling like a baby, she would never let him live this down
After sobbing over his mother’s lap for two minutes Bart was finally getting control of his crying, so Marge picked him and sat him on her wet lap, on top of his own soiled diaper and positioned him so that her nipple was once again just in front of his lips, he hesitated for a second “Bart.” Marge said warningly, that was enough to scare Bart into taking the nipple in him mouth and start suckling like he’d hadn’t done for as long as he could remember. Marge held his head in place, not letting him stop until he’s suckled all the milk from that breast, when he finished Marge turned to Lisa and said…
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