The Haley Chronicles

by Laylah Roberts

  “Yay!” She happily clapped her hands as she followed Sean into the bathroom. While he filled the bath with water and plenty of bubbles, Haley chose three toys to play with.

  She played happily in the water as Sean washed her thoroughly and lovingly.

  “All right, you’re all clean. Time to get out.”

  Her bottom lip came out. “Can’t I stay in a bit longer, Daddy? I’m playing.”

  “All right, button. Ten more minutes then we’ll get some dinner into you and it will almost be time for bed.”

  Haley’s jaw dropped. “It’s early, Daddy.”

  “Maybe compared to the time you have been going to bed lately. But from now on your bedtime is strictly 8.00pm and if you keep complaining, young lady then you won’t be getting a bedtime story.”

  Haley snapped her lips shut. She’d been going to bed at 12, sometimes 1 in the morning then getting up late the next day. An early bedtime was not sitting well. Still, maybe she could convince Sean to let her stay up a bit longer. Surely, when he saw she couldn’t sleep, he’d let her stay up.

  Haley let out a loud yawn, which kind of made a mockery of her desire to stay up. When Sean came back in she willingly stood and let him dry her off. He led her into the bedroom. She saw the change mat and diaper lying on the bed straight away.

  Haley bit her lip, unsure how she felt about going back into a diaper.

  “Up you go, sweetheart.” Sean picked her up and placed her on her back on the bed. He began to efficiently wipe and powder her before wrapping her privates in the thick diaper. Haley’s thumb crept toward her mouth.

  Sean slapped her hand lightly. “Are you allowed to suck your thumb, young lady?”

  She shook her head, wide-eyed.

  “No, yet another bad habit to break you of. Just as well I’ve got the week off work.” He picked up her binky and placed it in her mouth. Haley happily sucked on the binky, glad for the feeling of security it gave her as Sean picked her up and carried her down to the kitchen. He sat her at the breakfast bar and placed a coloring book and crayons in front of her.

  “Now, you just behave and do some coloring in while I fix us some dinner, okay?”

  Haley shblanketged and pulled the binky from her mouth.

  “I’s not really hungry, Daddy.” Although she wouldn’t mind some of the sweets she’d bought. Sean had confiscated them, though, and she didn’t dare ask for them back.

  Sean popped the binky back in her mouth. “You’re still going to eat. You’ve lost weight, missy.”

  Haley shook her head but went back to her coloring. It was really hard to keep within the lines and she had to concentrate hard.

  “Dinner time,” Sean called.

  Haley frowned and took her binky out. “Just gotta bit more to do, Daddy.”

  “No, you can finish later. Now, you’re going to put the book away and eat your dinner.”

  “I don’t wanna, Daddy.” Haley knew she was being naughty, but she was grumpy, she didn’t want to eat, she just wanted to color in.

  “I’m not going to ask again, Haley.”

  Haley ignored the warning in his voice. Her book was suddenly swept off the counter and the crayon snatched out of her hand. Sean picked her up and stood her on the floor, deftly undoing her diaper, he let it drop to the floor.

  “Daddy, no!” she yelled as he held her in front of him and spanked her bottom heavily. It was over quickly, but still tears formed in her eyes and her bottom lip trembled.

  Sean pointed toward the dining table. “Sit at the table, please.”

  So dressed only in a t-shirt which ended at her waist, her pink bottom on display, Haley sat at the table and sulked until Sean got rid of the diaper and returned.

  Haley sniffled miserably and looked down at her stir-fry through tear-blurred eyes. The hard kitchen chair was horrid to sit on and she fidgeted restlessly.

  “Hey, no need to crinkle your nose like that. It’s actually very tasty.”

  “It’s vegies, Daddy, they’re never nice.” And she really wasn’t hungry. She picked up her fork, pushed the food on her plate around listlessly.

  “You’re supposed to eat it, not play with it,” Sean said quietly, but she heard the steel running through the velvet of his voice.

  “Sorry.” She brought some broccoli up to her mouth, chewing quickly before she swallowed. A piece of chicken followed. But her tummy really didn’t want anything.

  “I’m not hungry, Daddy.”

  Sean sighed and picking her up, sat her on his knee. He held a piece of carrot up to her mouth. “This is not negotiable Haley Ann. You’re going to eat five more mouthfuls, whether that’s with a red bottom or not is up to you.”

  I already have a red bottom, she thought sourly, but wisely didn’t say it out loud. Haley forced herself to chew and swallow the food he gave her, counting carefully in her head. When he reached forkful number six she closed her lips and shook her head forcefully.

  “I had five, Daddy.”

  Sean sighed but nodded.

  “Can I go lie down now, please?”

  Sean glanced down, his gaze narrowed in thought but he agreed. Haley gladly climbed off his lap and lay on the comfy sofa. Her tummy was really unhappy. It was kind of tight and sore.

  “You feeling okay, baby?” Sean sat on the sofa beside her and held his hand over her forehead.

  “My tummy’s a little sore and my throat was a little scratchy earlier.”

  “Hmm.” He stood and returned carrying her thermometer.

  “Daddy,” she protested but the only reply she got was a raised eyebrow. Sean quickly rolled her onto her tummy. Then the thermometer was pushed into her bottom.

  Haley moaned a little, it didn’t hurt but that didn’t mean she liked it. What seemed like hours later, Sean pulled the thermometer out.

  “Well, you have a temperature. If you’re still running one tomorrow I’ll have to ring Doc Jake.”

  Haley groaned softly. Sean patted her bottom. “It won’t be so bad, honey. You’ll get to see Ally.”

  Ally was her best friend in the whole world and she’d missed her like crazy. She was also Jake’s wife and little girl, but Jake was Haley’s doctor. Haley didn’t like doctor’s visits.

  “If I’m feeling better, do I still gets to see Ally?” she asked.

  He smiled. “We’ll see. I’ll get your bottle, why don’t you choose a story.”

  Haley picked a story book out and waited on the couch for Sean. She took the bottle he held out, sucking on it contently as he read to her. But a quarter of the way through the bottle she stopped and pulled it out.

  “Don’t want anymore, Daddy,” she explained when he stopped reading to stare at her pointedly.

  “You’ll drink that all, Haley Ann. You barely ate any dinner.”

  “My tummy doesn’t want anymore,” she said tearfully.

  Sean frowned. “Hmm, really not feeling well, are you, little one?”

  Haley shook her head. Much as she hated to admit it, she was feeling kind of ill.

  “Okay, I’ll get you some water and then you can go to bed.”

  Haley didn’t even argue.

  Chapter Three:

  “Morning, sweetheart.” Haley gazed up at Sean, smiling brightly.

  “Morning, Daddy, I’m home.”

  “That you are.”

  He pulled the blankets from the bed. “Have you got a wet diaper that needs changing?”

  Haley blushed and shook her head. But Sean insisted on checking. His fingers searched between her diaper and her leg, checking her diaper for wetness.

  No? The first time is always the hardest after you’ve been a big girl, isn’t it?” He rubbed her tummy, pressing down slightly.

  “Just let go, baby girl. Let go.”

  Haley scrunched her nose, bringing her thumb toward her mouth. But Sean was prepared; he popped her binky into her mouth. “Close your eyes, and just let go.”

  Haley closed her eyes and gradually relaxed, le
tting her bladder release and fill the diaper.

  “Good girl.” Sean leaned down and kissed her and Haley grinned, pleased with herself.

  “How’s your tummy this morning. Feel like breakfast?” he asked as he moved around the room, gathering up a change mat, diaper and her thermometer. Pulling her legs up with one hand he lifted her bottom from the bed. Then he placed the change mat beneath her and placed her gently atop it.

  Her wet diaper was removed and he began to wipe her clean.

  “Not really.”

  “Hmm. I thought that might be the case. I’ve rung Jake and he said to bring you around whenever we’re ready.”

  Haley’s lower lip trembled a little. “Don’t like going to the doctor, Daddy.”

  “I know, sweetie, but we need to make you better, don’t we? We can’t have a sick Haley, that’s no fun. No trips to the park, no play dates with Ally, no ice cream.”

  Haley sighed and nodded, not even complaining when Sean rolled her over and took her temperature once more.

  “Still a bit high.”

  He powdered her privates and wrapped her firmly in the clean diaper.

  “Right, what to wear today. How about some comfy clothes?”

  Haley nodded and Sean drew out her favorite pink tracksuit. It had a picture of a fairy stitched on the back.

  “Can I take teddy to the doctors, Daddy?”

  “Of course you can. In fact, I think it’s time teddy had a check-up, don’t you?

  Haley giggled. “Daddy, you’re silly!”

  ***

  Haley held her Daddy’s hand tight as he rang Doc Jake’s doorbell. Doc Jake’s clinic was at his house so they were going in through the front door. Jake opened the door and smiled at them both.

  “Good morning, Sean. Good morning, Haley. Feeling shy today?” He smiled down at her warmly as Haley half-hid behind Sean.

  Sean snorted. “More like she’s trying to avoid a check-up.”

  “Come in.” Jake stepped back and Sean moved forward, tugging a reluctant Haley behind him.

  Jake bent until he was at eye level with Haley. “Nothing to be scared about, sweetheart,” he said warmly as he pulled her thumb from her mouth. Sean frowned down at her. “I just want to make you feel better. I understand you have a sore tummy?”

  Haley sighed and nodded, twisting her foot on the carpet nervously. “Where’s Ally? Can she come with me?”

  Jake frowned a little. “Well, Ally’s being very naughty today, so at the moment she’s having some alone time in the corner. Come, we’ll check up on her. Perhaps it would be best if she did come with us. If that’s okay with you, Sean?”

  Sean just nodded.

  Jake led them into his living room where they found a sniffling Ally standing in the corner and rubbing a very red bottom.

  “Ally!” Jake said sternly. “What did I say about rubbing your bottom?”

  Ally gave out a squeal of surprise and turned, a shocked look on her face. “I didn’t think you were coming back.”

  “I can see that,” Jake said sternly. “It doesn’t matter if I’m here or not, you’re still to obey my orders, young lady. Get your paddle off the coffee table and come over here.”

  Ally’s dress dropped over her privates as she turned and slowly walked to the coffee table and grabbed the paddle. Then she walked over to where Jake stood and handed it to him. Jake twirled his finger in the air and Ally turned. Parting her legs wide, she raised her skirt up over her bottom before bending over and placing her hands on the seat of the sofa.

  “Right, what are the rules, young lady,” Jake asked.

  Haley heard Ally sniff. “I’m to obey your orders. I’m not supposed to sass you. When I’m in the corner I’s not allowed to rub my bottom.”

  “That’s right. Because you disobeyed me you’re going to get ten more of the paddle, young lady. I am very disappointed in you.”

  The paddle landed on Ally’s bottom, wobbling her full cheeks as she screeched in misery. Haley winced, wishing she could leave, but Sean held on to her hand tightly.

  Jake stood to the side so they had a good view of Ally’s bottom. It already looked sore and swollen and Haley could imagine how painful the paddle felt on her cheeks as well as the humiliation of knowing that Sean and Haley were watching.

  Jake paddled Ally thoroughly, never once letting up despite her tearful pleas for him to stop. But the time he was finished she was crying very loudly, and promising through deep sobs to be good.

  “Right, stand up, young lady then you may greet Uncle Sean and Haley and apologize for making them wait.”

  Ally stood and with her shoulders slumped and her head down she walked over to Sean and Haley.

  “Hi Uncle Sean, hi Haley. Sorry I’m so naughty and made you wait while Daddy had to punish me.”

  “Hi, Ally,” Sean replied, patting her shoulder.

  “Hey, Ally, I’s missed you.” Haley took Ally’s hand and squeezed it. Ally looked up and smiled a little.

  “I’s missed you too, Haley.”

  “Right, let’s go to the clinic and get Haley checked out. You, Miss Ally, can spend some more time in the corner and see if you can’t get it right this time.”

  Ally nodded her head sadly and held Haley’s hand as they followed their husbands down the passage to the clinic. Haley stopped at the doorway and Ally looked down at her.

  “It’s okay, Haley. Daddy won’t hurt you.”

  That wasn’t so reassuring when she’d just seen him paddle Ally’s butt. She looked at her friend incredulously. Ally snorted a little before walking into the room and standing in the corner Jake pointed too. She raised and held her skirt up over her bottom and bent forward. Her legs were parted wide, her forehead touching the corner and her swollen, fiery bottom on display.

  Jake patted her back.

  “Come in, Haley. I won’t bite.”

  Haley moved reluctantly into the room, sighing heavily.

  Chapter Four:

  Haley stared up at the posters on the ceiling as she lay naked on Doc Jake’s check-up table. She didn’t see why she had to be naked and had put up quite a fuss about it, ending with her over Sean’s knee.

  So now she lay on the table, naked with a red sore bottom, her legs parted as Jake inspected her private area. She blushed as she felt him part her lips and push a finger inside her before feeling around. His finger pulled out and ran up and down the inside of her lips before brushing over her clit. She jolted.

  “Shh, shh,” Jake said softly. He moved to her tummy and pressed down. Haley whimpered.

  “Sore?” he asked.

  She nodded.

  “Hmm, roll over, Haley. I need to check your bottom.”

  Haley reluctantly did as she was told, but only after a stern look from Sean.

  “Good, now I want you to scoot down until your legs rest over the edge. That’s right. Now put your knees in the holders. There you are.”

  Haley whimpered as she lay on her tummy with her legs opened and her bottom exposed.

  “Sean, can you hold her bottom open, please?”

  “No, Daddy,” she whimpered.

  “Hush, button,” Sean said warningly as he parted her cheeks, putting her bottom hole on display. A finger brushed against her hole and something cool was rubbed over it.

  “Now this will probably hurt a little, Haley, but I want you to be a big girl and breathe through it.”

  Haley let out a cry of surprise as Jake’s finger entered her bottom and felt around inside her. Another finger slipped in, stretching her, burning.

  “Ow, hurts.”

  “I know, but see, it’s all over now.” Jake patted her bottom.

  “Good. Can I get dressed, Daddy?”

  “Not yet,” Jake replied. “Just lie still, sweetie, while I talk to your Daddy.”

  Haley sighed and suffered the embarrassment of lying there while they talked over her head.

  “What’s her diet been like?”

  “Apparently, i
t’s mostly consisted of junk food and soda,” Sean replied darkly.

  “Exercise?”

  “None that I know of, bar raising her hand to change the TV channel.”

  Daddy thinks he’s so funny.

  “I don’t suppose you know what her bowel movements have been like?”

  Oh no, Haley scrambled to think back.

  “No, I don’t. Haley?”

  She looked over at Sean. “I can’t remember the last time.” Tears filled her eyes a little.

  “That’s what I figured. She’s been off her food, tired, grouchy and out of sorts?”

  “Yes to everything.”

  “She’s severely constipated. I’m going to give her a suppository but I’m not sure it will work well enough. If she hasn’t gone by this time tomorrow then she’ll need an enema. Do you want to give it to her or bring her back here?”

  Oh no, an enema? Haley gulped.

  “I’ll give it to her. Damn, and I was hoping to take her away on a little trip. I was going to ask you and Ally if you wanted to go. A friend of mine owns a boat, I thought we’d go on a trip up the river, do some fishing. But if Haley’s sick…” his voice trailed off and Haley sniffed. She really wanted to go on the boat, stupid tummy, stupid bottom.

  “Well, I don’t see any real problem, unless she doesn’t go to the toilet in the next 24 hours. We do need to fix this and keep an eye on her bowel movements. I suggest you keep a track. She should be going at least once a day and I’d be happier with twice. Does she have a regular potty time?”

  “No, but that sounds like a good idea.”

  “It takes some training, I’ve done it with Ally, but we’re still working on it. Perhaps I could help if we went away together. I wouldn’t recommend you going off alone. Still, I don’t think Ally’s been good enough to deserve a trip away.”

  They all heard Ally whimper from the corner of the room.

  “But perhaps if she’s very good for the rest of today and tomorrow we could go. How does that sound?”

  “Sounds great.”

  “Good. Thanks for asking us,” Jake said warmly. “Haley, you’re going to feel something cold going into your bottom. Don’t fight it.”