Woody’s Punishment

by anna

I guess you all know how the old joke goes… about it not being natural for something that bleeds uncontrollably for a week each month being alive…. Well I guess I will never say that one again. I normally teased my wife a little about her periods, comparing her pads to diapers and calling her a baby who needed a diaper. I teased her about her tampons also, loved telling her how I thought the only reason she wore them was because it was like playing with a dildo and she got horny through it. That was before what happened…. Never again will I tease her like that.

“Enough is enough Woody, I have had it with your stupid male humour, or so called humour.” Melinda was pissed off, and the tone with which she spoke even frightened me.

Normally she was a quiet, calm and passive woman, but I think my jokes about her periods had gone way too far now. I let her rant, and hoped it would calm her down, only half paying attention to what she was saying.

“She ranted and almost shouted at times…”so you think it is so bloody funny that women have to deal with this each month? You think I enjoy having to make sure I have enough protection, that my clothes don’t get stained, or that anyone sees that I have a period? Well do you???” Melinda was getting furious now.

“Right you bastard!!! This is the last straw. I have put up with this for too long now, AND IT IS GOING TO STOP!!!, do you hear me?”

I stammered back a weak apology, and promised to let up a little with the jokes. I tried to tell her that it is not worth getting so worked up about, but that only seemed to make things worse. I guess my snide remark about red sails in the sunset did not help matters at all either.

“OK, Woody, you have two choices right this moment. You can pack your bags and get the hell out of here, or you can find out what it is like being a woman and having to deal with this each month. Which is it to be?” Melinda spoke calmly, almost too calmly, and that made Woody pay a little more attention.

“What do you mean, sweetheart?” Woody asked.

“Just do as I say, either get out, or will you let me show you how it feels?” Her voice remained controlled.

Woody thought to himself, and figured whatever she was going to do could not possibly be that bad, so he decided to go along with her and amuse her with what she wanted. He told her he would do as she asked.

“Alright then, you will do exactly as I say, no matter what, and if you don’t then I will pack your bags and throw you out, is that a deal?” Melinda smiled as she spoke.

Woody had no idea what she was planning, but meekly responded, “yes dear, whatever you want to do”.

Melinda giggled to herself, and made sure by making Woody repeat that he would do ANYTHING she said. He agreed once more, and Melinda began to tell Woody how things would be from now on whenever she had her period.

The first thing she told him was that during her periods he would be known as Wanda. Woody jumped right away at that one, and said it was going to far, but Melinda reminded him of the deal they had and asked if he would like her to go and pack for him now. He calmed down, still shaking his head though and she continued…

“Right then Wanda, it is just as well you are slim, and about my size, so we can share clothes, after all, if you are going to feel what it is like being a woman, then you will need to be dressed appropriately”, Melinda could not help holding back the giggles as she spoke, imagining what Wanda was going to look like in her skirts and tops.

“Depending on what I am using, you will also use tampons and sanitary pads, as I direct, and you will change them when I change mine, is that clear?” Her voice becoming a little sterner as she said the last part.

Woody by now was realizing that she was most serious about this, and agreed, although he was giving the idea of leaving some strong consideration. He could not leave though. Melinda was usually a great woman, and he agreed his jokes were a bit much at times. He figured that this would last a few hours and it would all blow over. He could tolerate that.

She then took him by the hand and led him upstairs. Once in the bedroom she instructed him to strip off completely. When he had finished undressing she reached into her panty draw and removed a pair of pink panties with lace trims, which she then handed to him and instructed him to put them on. Woody did as he was told, embarrassed, but thinking that it was only the two of them, so it was not so bad.

When he had his panties on Melinda commented on how pretty they looked on Wanda and handed him one of her sanitary pads, showing him exactly how to fit them. Woody fitted the pad inside his panties and pulled them back up around his waist.

“Now, tell me dear Wanda, does it feel like you are wearing a diaper? Melinda cooed

“Yes, it does a little, it feels strange between my legs.” Wanda responded

This delighted Melinda, and she giggled even more. Then a sparkle appeared in her eyes, and she told Wanda to wait for her while she ran to the store for something. Wanda, a little confused reached for a pair of track pants to cover up with and went down to make some coffee as Melinda rushed from the house on some urgent mission.

She returned about twenty minutes later carrying some shopping in a paper bag. Wanda could not see what it was, but Melinda had a wicked smile on her face.

“I realized there would be a problem with the pads. You would not be able to feel what it was like having a wet pad between your legs, so I bought you these to wear instead of the sanitary pads”.

Wanda’s eyes nearly popped as he saw the package of adult size disposable diapers she produced, but he dared not say anything, but he prayed this would be over very quickly. She led him back upstairs and removed his track pants, giggling again at the sight of his pretty pink panties. She then helped him to remove the sanitary pad and made him lay down on the bed as she placed the diaper snugly between his legs. She stood him back up and helped pull his panties up over his diaper.

“There now, if you need to wet, use the diaper. You are not to use the bathroom at all, is that clear Wanda?” Her voice told him not to argue with her.

He reluctantly agreed to what she asked.

“This way, you will feel what it is like to have to wet yourself and need changing, and you will be using these when we go out shopping shortly also”, her voice had a lot more power in it now. Melinda was beginning to feel a lot more comfortable that she had control over Wanda, and she was enjoying the chance to repay him for all his hurtful teasing.

Wanda was stunned. “Surely you do not mean for us to go out in public with me dressed in your clothes do you Melinda baby?” Wanda pleaded with her.

“Oh I think you are the baby here, diaper between your legs and all. And yes, you are going out as a woman, and you are going to find out what it is like being a woman at a time like this. Any further comments and you can just pack your bags, I am sick of explaining everything to you”. Melinda’s voice had raised considerably, and she was getting angry now.

Wanda, stunned, meekly did as she was asked. Melinda showed her how to put panty hose on, then fitted a red skirt that came to just above the knee, a white bra, white lace top, and white sandals completed the outfit.

Wanda already had hair that was a little on the long side, and Melinda proceeded to style it in a feminine way, before applying make up to Wanda’s face. When she was finished Wanda looked very much a woman, and Melinda was quite pleased with her handiwork.

Wanda stood staring at the image reflected back in the mirror and could not believe how feminine she looked. She was terrified that Melinda was going to make her go out dressed like this, but she had no choice.

Melinda helped select a handbag for Wanda, choosing a slightly larger shoulder style. Then handed her three disposable diapers and a few tampons to place in the bag.

“You will need those. You must always remember at this time of month, never to go anywhere without adequate changes of protection. And, you WILL need to change before we are through.” She grinned fully as she made the last comment.

Wanda took the items that were handed to her and began to fill her bag. All being done in silence. Those jokes, Wanda thought, never again. This is just too much. She felt very uncomfortable dressed like this, especially the feeling of the diaper between her legs, but she thought about how many times she had told Melinda that she wore diapers, and this seemed a fitting payback.

With both of them dressed and ready Melinda suggested they have a cup of coffee before going shopping, to which Wanda agreed readily, anything to delay this trip was welcome. Melinda insisted on making the coffee and Wanda did not see her adding a number of caffeine tablets to the one she would drink. These would act as a powerful diuretic and force Wanda to pee very soon.

Coffee over with Melinda jumped up, grabbed Wanda by the hand, and headed for the stores. They did not live far from the mall and Melinda thought it would be a nice day to take a walk. As they walked, Wanda began to feel very uncomfortable, and the need to pee was growing inside. She made a comment to Melinda, who just laughed and told her that she was about to feel what it was like to wet without control, and have to put up with the feeling of a damp pad between her legs. Wanda tried to hold on as much as possible, but it was too much for her and soon flooded the diaper. She made a remark to Melinda about being damp, and needing to remove the diaper, but Melinda laughed and said she would have to wait until they could get to ladies room.

“You can change your pad in the ladies room, just like I have to when we get to the mall” Melinda beamed at him.

“You can’t expect me to go into there…I am a guy, I will be arrested” Wanda complained.

“Don’t be silly, you are dressed and look just like a woman, your pad needs changing, where else do expect to do it.”? She laughed at him.

Wanda was now afraid, but once they got to the mall Melinda did as she said she would and led Wanda to the ladies room, giving her a final instruction to make sure she put a fresh pad on, or else. When they emerged a few minutes later, Melinda smiled at Wanda and asked if she felt more comfortable now, grinning from ear to ear. Wanda replied that she did, and Melinda made a joke about Wanda changing her diaper. Wanda cringed.

They went into one of the coffee shops in the mall and found a quiet corner to talk. Wanda mainly listened as Melinda explained that from now on Woody would be Wanda whenever Melinda had her period. That this was going to continue until Melinda thought Wanda was able to understand things from her perspective a little more clearly. She also explained that she felt this would take at least six months to learn. Wanda just sat, defeated, listening and agreeing as required.

The final blow came as Melinda explained one final thing to Wanda…..

“The one thing you really need to experience, is the cramping that I feel during my periods. Wearing your diaper is not going to help with that, so I have a better idea to help you feel those things many women feel….and also to have a little of my own back..” Melinda’s grin grew as she spoke. Now she paused, just looking at Wanda, grinning.

“What are you talking about Melinda?” Wanda asked

“Do you really want to know”? She beamed back

“Yes, stop this and tell me please.” Wanda was now getting frustrated.

“Well, maybe this will take that arrogance out of your voice. While I waited for you to finish in the ladies room, I went and bought this…” producing an enema kit from a shopping back. “ just before bed, you will be put into your diaper protection, but not until you have had a large enema. Then if you can hold it until morning all will be fine, but I am certain you will be feeling those cramps all through the night”. Melinda was laughing by the time she finished making this statement.

Wanda stared in disbelief, not believing what she was hearing. She went awful silent as the impact of what was to come hit her fully.

Those jokes, Wanda thought, those bloody stupid jokes!

 

 

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