REPOST of Chapter 02/03/04/05/06/07/08/09

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Abigail tossed and turned in bed, anxious and worried about the changes her stepmother had promised. At 17/18, she was a little smaller than expected for her age, which led her to buy clothes in the children's section. What's more, the problem of bed wetting still persisted in her life, making the choice of clothes a constant challenge.

             As she reflected on her situation, Abigail began to think about her father's personality. He was loving and special, but his tendency to get involved with various women over the years had left its mark on his family. Now, with Lilian, Abigail began to realize that her stepmother was different from all the others. She was a large-scale scam artist, and Abigail sensed that Lilian was willing to have fun with her out of sheer spite.Determined to avoid any chance of wetting the bed, Abigail made the decision to stay awake as long as possible. She didn't want to give Lilian the opportunity to carry out her threats and impose even more painful changes on her life.

           Meanwhile, Lilian was in another room, talking to someone on the phone. "How nice all those clothes you brought me. They'll fit her very well," said Lilian, with a tone of satisfaction. The bed was covered in scattered clothes, all of which looked extremely childish, including even baby clothes.

The person on the other end of the line asked Lilian a question, who replied with a mischievous smile: "Six months with the piranha." The conversation continued, and when Lilian finally hung up the phone, she gave a grim smile. "It's going to be a long day tomorrow," she whispered to herself.

             Abigail fell asleep, unable to stay awake for long. The sun's rays invaded her room and illuminated her face, making her move in bed. As she woke up, she began to feel that familiar sensation she experienced every morning: the damp cold that indicated her bed was soaked. Abigail removed the covers, fully revealing the extent of the damage. Her light nightgown was now dark due to the amount of liquid, and the tension she had felt during the night had caused her to become even more wet. Before Abigail could fully process what was happening, her stepmother entered the room. Lilian looked at her and said:

"Wow, someone is really wet today. Get up so I can see the damage." Abigail, still in shock, didn't want to get up, but Lilian insisted: "Don't make me get you out of bed, get up, baby."

          Afraid of the consequences, Abigail got up and stood. The damage she had done was greater than she imagined. She was completely soaked, and Lilian ordered her to stay in the corner while her stepmother removed all the wet bedding. Abigail felt exposed and embarrassed, not knowing exactly what Lilian would do next. Lilian took the wet bedding to the laundry room, leaving Abigail alone with her thoughts. The girl tried to understand what her stepmother had in mind with all those actions. Why was she so determined to expose and humiliate Abigail in this way?

           Upon returning from the laundry, Lilian carried a plastic bag and began to remove all of Abigail's panties. The young woman tried to talk to her, desperate:

"What are you doing? Those are my panties!" Abigail expected Lilian to reconsider, but the stepmother replied with a cruel smile: "Do you remember there were going to be changes? This is just the beginning. Let's see if you understand your place." Abigail shakily replied, "Teenager." Lilian continued teasing: "Teenagers also get wet, just like you are now. But this will just be another chance." Abigail knew what Lilian wanted to hear and reluctantly said, "Baby." Lilian smiled satisfied and continued: "Correct. And what do babies use?" Abigail replied, her voice cracking, "Diapers." Lilian concluded the wicked game: "I don't see any diapers here, so let's make room for them." Abigail watched helplessly as her panty drawer became empty. She felt a mixture of fear, sadness and anger. She knew she was about to face a dire situation, but she wondered how she had gotten to this point.

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