Stephy took you to the basement and opened the clothes dryer.
"Get in!" She growled.
"What? No!" You said.
"You want to be known across the internet as a little loser diaper girl who pooped in the bath tub? I can post those pics whenever I want." Stephy said.
You were ready to cry now.
"Stephy, you suck." You said, a lump in your throat form holding back tears.
You reluctantly climbed into the dryer. Stephy closed the door behind you. It was dark, cramped, and kinda scary in there. Then, Stephy turned the dryer on. It was only the lowest setting, so it only moved fast enough to knock you around a little, but it was terrifying. You were getting tossed around and you weren't even sure which way was up or down. You screamed out and, honestly, you wet yourself. Fear overcame you and your diaper was stained with urine.
Stephy didn't leave you tumbling in the dyer for too long. She was cruel, but she knew little girls like you could only take so much. She turned off the dryer, opened the door, and pulled you out. You fatlike someone had just beat you up from tumbling around like that. Stephy sniffed the air.
"Oh, did little Dani wet her diapee?" Stephy said in a mocking, babyish voice.
Silent tears ran down your face.
"Sh... Shut up..." You whimpered.
Quickly, Stephy punched you in the bladder.
"Oof!" You grunted.
You fell to your knees, clutching your pelvis. The force of the punch made you wet yourself even more.
"You didn't think I wasn't going to make you use that diaper, did you? Oh, Danielle, you're going to be pooping and peeing yourself all the way up until Mom and Dad come home." Stehpy said.
She snapped a picture of you with a dark stain on your diaper, where it was clear you had soaked it, giving her even more ammunition for if she ever decided to post the pictures online. you cried some more.
It was starting to get cold sitting in a damp diaper and drenched in your own tears. You hugged your exposed torso.
"Stephy, can I get some more clothes? It's getting cold." you said.
"No way, loser! You only wear diapers, nothing else." Stephy said.
She pinched your little nipple for emphasis.
"Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow!" You said.
Stephy smiled wickedly.
"But I might change your wet diaper. Maybe. If I feel like it." Stephy said.
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