You crawled across the floor toward your room to pout. Inching your way across the floor, the Shame Diaper didn't make it easy for you. When you were about halfway down the hall, your big sister Lucy took notice of you.
"Oh, Jenny, in the Shame Diaper again?" Lucy taunted.
She stood directly in your path, practically towering over you as you crawled. She was wearing a black bra and matching panties.
"Shut up, Lucy. I don't feel like dealing you right now..." You whined.
She ignored your grumblings and grinned, her face twisted not an evil smirk.
"So, what did you do this time?" She said.
She put her bare foot on your forehead and pressed down, knocking you on your belly.
"Come on, Jenny! What got you in the Shame diaper? I wanna know." Lucy said, with a hint of sadistic glee in her voice.
Mom overheard this from the puddle of urine she was cleaning up.
"Jenny changed her diaper against my wishes and wet herself all over the floor!" Mom called out.
Lucy rudely laughed at you. She flipped you over on your back.
"Oh, the little diaper girl made a mess? How typical." Lucy said.
She began pinching your nipples and tickling your belly.
"Stop it!" You yelled.
Lucy ignored you. She took one of your nipples and pinched it as hard as she could. It really hurt! You groaned in pain.
"I said stop it!" You screamed.
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