The sunlight streamed through the curtains, casting a warm glow on Lizzy's face as she slowly stirred from her sleep. As her eyes fluttered open, she became aware of a cold sensation on her crotch. The realization hit her like a wave - she had wet her diaper during the night. Lizzy's heart sank as she glanced down and saw the telltale signs of the dampness against her skin. It was a stark reminder of the situation she found herself in.
Pushing aside the covers, Lizzy swung her legs over the side of the bed. She took a moment to collect herself, knowing that she had to face the day ahead, even if it meant succumbing to Megan's demands. Determined, she stood up and made her way to Megan's room.
Entering her sister's room, Lizzy found Megan already awake, sitting on her bed and playing with her phone. Megan looked up, a mischievous grin spreading across her face.
"Good morning, little sis," Megan greeted, her tone laced with amusement. "Looks like someone needs to get out of that wet diaper. Let's get you cleaned up and ready for the day."
Lizzy's cheeks flushed with embarrassment, but she knew she had no choice but to comply. She nodded and followed Megan's lead, heading towards the changing table that had been set up in Megan's room.
With efficient movements, Megan expertly removed Lizzy's wet diaper, wiping her clean and making sure she was dry before reaching for a fresh one. Lizzy couldn't help but feel a mix of humiliation and resignation as she lay there, exposed and dependent on her sister's care.
Once Lizzy was changed into a fresh diaper, Megan helped her into a pair of pink and purple pajamas, completing the baby-like ensemble. Lizzy glanced at her reflection in the mirror, seeing the transformation that had taken place. She was no longer a young woman getting ready for her day but a vulnerable figure under her sister's control.
Leaving Megan's room, they made their way to the kitchen for breakfast. The aroma of cereal, eggs, and bacon filled the air, enticing Lizzy's senses. She took a seat at the table, feeling a mix of hunger and trepidation.
As Lizzy began eating her breakfast, Megan busied herself with preparing a bottle of formula. Lizzy watched as Megan poured the milk into the bottle, her mind lost in a whirlwind of thoughts about what the day would hold under her sister's command. Megan handed her the bottle, her voice containing a mix of authority and amusement.
"Drink up, Lizzy," Megan instructed. "You need to finish your bottle like a good baby."
Lizzy's hand trembled slightly as she brought the bottle to her lips. She took a sip, the taste of the formula both familiar and strange. As she continued to drink, her mind wandered, contemplating the challenges she would face throughout the day, wondering how far Megan would take her role as the dominant sister.
With each swallow, Lizzy felt the weight of her situation sink deeper. She knew that for now, she had no choice but to play the part Megan had assigned her. The chapter came to a close, leaving Lizzy uncertain of what lay ahead in her newfound role as her sister's baby.
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The torture of the older sister
Short StoryLizzy is ten and blonde and well behaved and has a big secret she has been hiding from her sister, Megan is seventeen and beautiful popular and nice but likes to make fun of her younger sister and after discovering a secret from her sister and destr...
