Babe Academy Chapter Twenty One (Patreon)

As I mentioned previously, I recently had a health scare. Combine with my responsibilities at work and with my family, this means I've spent very little time online in the last month or so. If you've sent me a message and haven't received a response, I'm sorry, I just haven't had the time. Deadlines should remain largely unaffected with the exception of the audience participation stuff, which I'm currently making adjustments to. Thank you so much to everyone who's stuck with me through everything that's happened in the last year . I pray everything is going well for you and yours, and I hope better days are on the horizon for all of us.

Weeks and months slid by, and St. Babette’s Academy continued to change, slowly but surely, until it was virtually unrecognizable. Over half the student body was in diapers during the day for both wet and messy accidents, and the number increased daily, especially with more girls being released from the detention center all the time. Further, with over 60% of the student body now wetting the bed, a new system of rules were in place at night... one that, unsurprisingly, seemed to be designed with maximum embarrassment for the students in mind.

At eight PM sharp every evening, the final bedtime bell rang. All students were expected to be in line outside their designated nurses station by then, or else risk a punishment. On this particular evening, pretty blonde Brandi and her roommate, Maya, a sexy burnette, made it to their designated station with moments to spare before the eight o’clock bell.

“Whew!” Brandi said to her friend. Her tardiness at bedtime had cost them both a spanking a few weeks ago, and the gorgeous Adult Schoolgirl had no desire for a repeat.

Her friend Maya simply nodded, her pretty olive skin blushing when she remembered the humiliation of getting her bare ass roasted over the knee of a stone faced nurse in front of all the other girls going through their bedtime routine.

Quietly and obediently, Brandi and Maya, along with the other students stripped down to their girlish white cotton panties and simple white cotton bras, their uniforms placed neatly in the bins in front of them, ready for the laundry, before getting into line behind the other underwear clad students, waiting for their panty inspections. The sound of Dr. Waxler’s voice made them shiver... apparently, the doctor herself was taking charge of the evening’s ‘hygiene check...’ Brandi and Maya gulped, praying that they would meet Waxler’s very high standards.

“Hey,” Brandi said quietly, nudging Maya’s ribs. “Check it out.”

She nodded subtly towards the rump of the girl in front of them. Maya scanned the seat of the girl’s panties, the fabric straining to contain a big, round, bubble-butt, snickering when she saw a dark stain running up the center of her seat, the finger length stain noticeable even through the thick fabric of the panties.

“Somebody’s going to bed with a rosy red tushy!” Maya snickered under her breath, sharing a giggle with her friend. A chilling thought turned her laughter hollow... just how clean were her own panties? The thought of going over Dr. Waxler’s knee, kicking and squealing her way through a spanking for failing panty inspection made her heart beat faster. Then, following the spanking, she’d be put in an embarrassing baby nighty and sent to spend the night in a crib in the sissy nursery... something the few remaining non-regressed students dreaded.

“Come along, girls,” The Doctor exclaimed, reaching towards the next reluctant student and pulling her towards the simple wooden chair in which she sat. “Come along... don’t be shy!” She said, smiling broadly as she tugged the squirming Adult Schoolgirl across her lap, unable to resist the urge to give her squirming buns a couple of playful pats before tugging the panties down and pulling the fabric into position to inspect the seat.

“Hmmm... looks pretty good back here,” Dr. Waxler said, unable to hide the disappointment in her voice completely. “OK, young lady... you’re free to go.”

After helping the girl to her feet and sending her on her way, Doctor Waxler turned to the next girl in line and beckoned her forward. “Come on, come on, move along-- we’ve got to get you little sprats into bed for a good night’s rest.”

Maya and Brandi watched, smirking, as the girl with the skidmarked panties lowered herself over Dr. Waxler’s knees, her bulbous, panty clad bum stuck up pertly in the air behind her, the material stretched tightly across the smooth, round domes of her buttocks. With her usual ceremony, Dr. Waxler tugged the panties down, exposing the pale pink heart of her womanly tushy, turning the panties inside out and revealing the long, dark brown stain running up the middle of the seat.

The skidmark was even worse then Maya and Brandi had thought, the poopy brown stain running up the center of her seat, all thick and crusty. The girls behind her in line watched with wide, staring eyes, giggling to each other, as they watched Dr. Waxler tisk and shake her head, unable to fully suppress a pleased little smile as she delivered a solid, stinging swat to the girls plump pink derriere.

“My goodness young woman,” she tutted before giving her another medium-hard swat. “These have to be some of the dirtiest panties I’ve ever laid eyes on... Did you even try to wipe yourself the last time you went poopy?”

“I had an upset tummy!” The girl whined, kicking her little legs behind her. “The bell rang and I had to get back to class and I didn’t have time to finish wiping...”

“Well, if your tummy is that upset, obviously we need to get you out of these panties, don’t we, sweetheart?” Dr. Waxler asked, tugging her underpants down her legs, letting them drop to a little puddle around her feet. “I think you’re going to need some extra protection from now on,” The Doctor said significantly, smiling when she felt the girl groan and stiffen across her lap, knowing that she had a pair of soft, fluffy diapers waiting for her in her not too distant future.

“Don’t you even think about giving me any sass back, young lady!” Dr. Waxler said, emphasizing her point by delivering another swift, painful swat to the student’s vulnerable bare ass. “It’s diapers for you until you can learn to use the potty like a big girl!”

The Doctor landed another swat to the girl’s juggling hindquarters, searing the soft, supple flesh and causing her victim to yelp piteously and kick her bare legs uselessly in the air behind her. Squealing and protesting, the student tried to reach back and protect herself with her hand... but Dr. Waxler simply took her wrist and pinned it at her back, immobilizing her. With a series of quick, brisk swats, The Doctor soon had the girl’s juicy round bottom bright pink.

“Now you hold still, young woman,” The doctor said, pulling on a pair of latex gloves. Dramatically tugging a wet wipe from a nearby container, she spread the student’s buttocks with one hand and gave her bottom a long, deep wipe with the cool, wet cloth.

“My goodness,” The Doctor tisked, inspecting the very soiled wipe with a shake of her head before depositing it in the trash. “I can see someone needs a lot of practice wiping her bottom before she’s ready for panties again!” The doctor said with an evil laugh.

“But I had diarrhea!” the girl whined, groaning when the doctor spread her cheeks and gave her another wipe.

“Well,” the doctor said, casually wiping the delicate crinkle of the student’s quivering anus, “the next time you’ve got an upset tummy, you come and let me know so I can get you in a diaper right away, before you make a mess!”

The girl groaned at the embarrassment and unfairness of it all, but it did nothing to stop the Doctor from discarding the wipe and plucking another one from the container, giving the young woman’s butt another thorough wipe, until it was clean to her standards.

At last, the girl was allowed to rise, her hiney glowing red behind her like a pair of tail lights. Dr. Waxler instructed her to lift her feet one at a time so she could retrieve her panties from the floor and deposit them in the laundry. The bra came next, revealing large, heavy breasts with perky pink nipples.

At last, the young woman stood before everyone, blushing, her butt-cheeks glowing painfully behind her, naked but for her knee socks and girlish Mary-Jane shoes.

“Now you toddle off down to the nursery, young woman,” Dr. Waxler instructed, inspecting the girl’s naked body with a lazy smile. “It’s baby pants for you from now on until you can prove you’re ready to be a big girl again!”

Covering her face, the student burst into tears and streaked out of the room, her blazing buns jiggling behind her, thoroughly humiliated and stripped of whatever maturity she might have had left.

Maya giggled to herself, but her cheerful smile disappeared when Dr. Waxler turned her steely gaze on her. She suddenly felt two inches tall, and she couldn’t help gulping when the Doctor beckoned towards her:

“OK, sweetheart, you know the drill. You get that cute little butt over my lap right now... I hope you’re better at keeping your bottom clean than your little friend was!”