Lizzy sat in the living room, her eyes fixed on the television screen as she waited for Megan to finish her breakfast. The sound of clattering dishes reached her ears as Megan cleaned up in the kitchen, and a sense of restlessness began to grow within Lizzy.
As time passed, Lizzy felt an urgent need to use the bathroom. She didn't want to wet another diaper, hoping for a moment of respite from her sister's control. Determined, she got up and made her way to the kitchen where Megan was busy tidying up.
"Megan," Lizzy called out, her voice hesitant. "I really need to use the bathroom. Can't I just go without wearing a diaper this time?"
Megan turned to face Lizzy, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Oh, Lizzy," she said, smirking. "You know you're in a diaper for a reason. It's meant to be used. I can't let my baby sister have accidents, can I?"
Disheartened, Lizzy nodded and returned to the living room, feeling a mix of frustration and resignation. She settled back on the couch, contemplating her next move. After a moment of internal struggle, she made a decision. She would let go and use the diaper, accepting her current circumstances.
Closing her eyes, Lizzy allowed herself to relax and release the pent-up urge she had been holding onto. A warm sensation spread through her diaper as she wet it, a mix of relief and humiliation washing over her.
Shortly after, Megan finished cleaning the kitchen and made her way to the living room. She smiled at Lizzy, gesturing for her to follow. Lizzy stood up and walked alongside Megan, unsure of what awaited her in her sister's bedroom.
Entering Megan's room, Lizzy was met with a sense of familiarity mixed with anticipation. Megan guided her to the changing table, where she proceeded to remove Lizzy's soaked pajamas. As the wet diaper was unveiled, Megan shook her head playfully.
"Oh, my wet little baby," Megan teased, her tone filled with faux sympathy. "It's time to get you out of this wet diaper."
To Lizzy's surprise, Megan reached for a pair of normal panties and a short-sleeved shirt, along with a pair of shorts and sandals. Lizzy's eyes widened in astonishment as she realized what her sister was planning.
"Megan, you're not... you're not putting me in another diaper?" Lizzy questioned, a mix of surprise and hope in her voice.
Megan grinned mischievously. "Nope," she replied. "Today, we're going to have a little adventure. You're going to experience life without diapers, at least for a little while."
Lizzy's heart fluttered with a mix of excitement and trepidation. She couldn't help but wonder what Megan had in store for her as she was dressed in regular clothing. The chapter came to an end, leaving Lizzy on the cusp of a new experience, her sister setting something up that would undoubtedly shape the course of their day together.
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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...