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[attachment=3239]I imagine this is me as a young man when my Mom gets fed up with my persistent bed-wertting.
‘You’ certainly do look very sorry for yourself and more than a little embarrassed. On the upside, you shouldn’t have anything to worry about in terms of protecting the bed sheets going forward (those diaper packs are nearly as big as you).  Big Grin
(09-10-2020, 04:43 AM)Fairy Larry Wrote: [ -> ]I imagine this is me as a young man when my Mom gets fed up with my persistent bed-wertting.

It is obvious that this has gone past a persistent bed-wetting - - -
Notice the short baby like (sun) dress with the diaper covers fully on view -
The bonnet and the frilly ankle sox with mary janes -
and the paci with the priceless expression !

Wonder what's with the two shopping bags of stuff from Diaper Darlings -
don't see the obvious diapers but lots of lotions lubrications powders etc.

Love that PLAID outfit - oh for it to be in color - I like PINK PLAID it makes a statement !


Any more drawing by CURTUS - off looking for more - - -
Either that or Larry’s mom is one firm disciplinarian.  Big Grin
One of the many things I hated when I was being 'baby-punished' as a child and a teenager was being taken shopping for nappies.

I was never taken out in anything anywhere near as humiliating as the outfit this poor boy has been put into, but it was still terribly humiliating having to queue up with my mother to buy nappies that were obviously my size.
I can well imagine, Ali. Whether they managed to put two and two together or not, the paranoia on your part must have been overwhelming. Fortunately, my mother wasn’t in the habit of parading my sister and I in that way and our nappies were usually ‘just there’.
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Some brilliant captions there, BABYLOCK. On the one hand, I can’t help but appreciate the artistry that has gone onto these, but on the other it does make me shudder in reminding me of my own petticoating. 

While most of my petticoating was never quite so public (and when it became so following my 18th birthday, in much more adult clothing than has been presented here), some of the outfits and certainly the emotions conveyed by the petticoatees are all too familiar.
Curtis’s drawing of what appears to be a nun with a petticoated boy wearing a sign reminded me of my catholic school days.  My first exposure to petticoat punishment was in grade school when a nun made a classmate wear a hair bow and sit with the girls.  No sign was necessary to further humiliate him.

I quickly learned that girls can be incredibly cruel when they sense weakness in a boy.  Some of the nuns and female lay teachers would discipline boys with petticoating.  They just put a bow on him and let the girls take over punishing him by teasing and taunting the humiliated boy. Often when a young man was initially being corrected some girls would eagerly yell out “ Give him a bow ” or “Put him in a dress”.  Occasionally a repeat offender with his mother's help and approval would arrive at school wearing a girl's uniform complete with knee socks,  short skirt and loafers or kitten heels. If you had a sister, she would delight in your predicament and frequently have her friends help in dressing and teasing you.
 
Humiliation as a deterrent or punishment was not limited to just the boys. A very talkative girl might just find herself spending the schoolday with a pacifier in her mouth, a childish bib around her neck or a baby bonnet on her head.  Students in embarrassing attire were often made to go to each class room under every possible pretense so everyone in the school got to see their plight. My friends and I would be very quiet  if a boy wearing bows or a girl's uniform entered our room but quietly giggle at a girl in baby attire. The girls reacted differently than we did and often were very cruel to the person being punished. They would howl with laughter and taunt their classmates; o-ften suggesting that the poor girl talk like a baby or ask the teacher to make a boy repeatedly curtsy or talk like a girl as they called him a Sissy.

Eventually,  I stepped out of line two many times and found myself in front of the class with a large pink bow in my hair. My offense came just before recess and instead of having to sit on the girl’s side of the room, I was led outside to the girls’ school yard. During the next 20-30 minutes all the girls in the school got to see me, tease me and exercise control over me in my submissive state.  I remember crying like a baby and being escorted home at the end of the day by my sister and her friends. I was still wearing the bow so my mother and the neighbors could see me.  My mother loved it. 

That was not the only time in elementary school that I found myself punished by petty coating.  In 6th or 7th grade,  I found myself dressed like a little school girl being escorted to school on a walk of shame by my mom, sister and the neighborhood girls. My teacher made it a point to further embarrass me by introducing me to the class as the new girl and making me visit every classroom to collect attendance forms.

Thanks to my wife in the years since then, I have often been humiliated by Girls and Women. I’ve learned that Females definitely enjoy the power of having a weak male under their control and often can be incredibly cruel.
Sounds like they were punishment methods well worth avoiding (which is more than can be said for those methods that remain mainstream today). 

I spent a certain amount of time dressed in a girl’s uniform at school myself so I can fully sympathise with you on that score.
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