Valerie's Education - Chapter 25 (Patreon)

"Well?" Nanny asked, giving Valerie a significant look as the girl fidgeted in front of her, playing nervously with the hem of her t-shirt.

"I-I'm sorry, Summer," she mumbled, glancing down at her feet. "My bad behavior kept you away from your toys, a-and you had to nap in your playpen instead of your crib, and that's all my fault."

Summer smirked, clearly happy to see her younger step-sister in this position, after so many years of her being held up as the mature one, of being in charge if the two of them were alone for any reason. Now, at least in some, tiny way, she had the power, even if she was still in diapers, too. "Hmm," she mused, stepping a little closer, as if to remind Val that she was, in fact, the bigger of the two, "I suppose I'll forgive you... For this."

There were plenty of other things Valerie owed her an apology for, the smaller girl knew; after spending a few hours here, in her nursery, and getting a taste of what it was like to be her, stuck in this room, in diapers, in a crib, and knowing that was partially her own fault, it was hard to deny that, or not to feel awkward being so close to her. She almost regretted Nanny not replacing the pacifier she'd taken out of Val's mouth when she brought Sunny back in.

"Very good," Nanny nodded, satisfied. "Now, the two of you are going to play nicely, and quietly, while we finish cleaning up Valerie's room." It wasn't a question, and both of the girls knew that, had first-hand experience with what would happen if they didn't obey, which was more than enough to get them to quietly agree, no matter how they might feel about each other.

Valerie didn't particularly want Nanny to stick around, to try to do what she needed to do with the woman watching, but she couldn't help her palms starting to sweat anxiously when the door closed behind her, leaving the step-sisters all alone together.

It had started to become clear that Valerie was no longer being seen as the big little sister, the way she had been for a decade now, by her family... Now, it was hard for her to even think of herself as that. Summer had always been taller than her, so she'd learned to ignore it, but the difference felt so much larger today, as Summer stood there in her pink denim shortalls, what was definitely only a single diaper beneath them, while Val had been given only a t-shirt and a double diaper to wear. It wasn't fair! Did they really think she needed diapers that much more than Summer?! After she'd been in them a week, and Summer had been in them for years?!

Summer stared down at her for a long few moments, then turned away, toddling over to a ring toy, happily starting to pull them off the pole and begin stacking them back up. Valerie watched, swallowing and squirming while she built up her courage. This was it... She finally had the chance to ask for Summer's help, and, if they could get this done in time, maybe she could get everything back to normal before tonight, and make it to the prom after all.

That would be nice... To strut her way in, in her gorgeous gown and heels, surprise everyone, from Stacy to Mr. Montgomery... Her prom dress wasn't anything too scandalous, but it was tight enough everyone would be able to see she wasn't wearing diapers anymore. And, just maybe, with the ring's power, she could give her body a bit of a boost, make herself look a little hotter, to more easily compete with Anita.

Of course, as long as she had the ring, Anita wasn't going to be a problem. She wasn't sure how she was going to do it, but Anita was going to pay for everything she'd done. She thought this was going to be the best night of her life; Valerie was going to make it the worst. She wasn't sure what the limits of the ring's power were.... However, she knew several things it could do, all of which would be wonderfully suited for putting the cheerleader in her place.

"Umm... Summer?" Val asked, inching closer.

"What?" the girl snapped, rolling her eyes. "Find your own toy, or I'm gonna yell and tell Nanny you were being mean."

"No, no, no!" Valerie's eyes widened, her head shaking, not sure she could take another punishment today, especially for something she hadn't done. "I don't wanna take it! I-I just... I-I wanted to know..."

Summer giggled. "Are you wetting yourself again?!"

Valerie wanted to say no, of course not, but as soon as the other girl mentioned it, she noticed the spreading warmth, realized she would have been wrong. She blushed, looking down at herself, seeing her bulky diaper sagging slightly, all that juice catching up to her once again. As embarrassing as it was, she was getting frighteningly used to it... And it was hardly the worst consequence of guzzling what was surely gallons of prune juice at this point. Her tummy was really starting to hurt, though, after everything, she wasn't sure if Nanny would let her use the toilet or not, if she should call her back into the room when she'd just left to see.

"You really took to those quickly," Summer teased. "You're a natural! It's almost like you're the one who belonged in them all along, not me."

"No, I don't!" Val stomped her foot, tears stinging her eyes, before she reminded herself why she'd started the conversation in the first place. "Summer, I need your help." 

Her step-sister wrinkled her nose. "I am not changing you," she sniffed.

"That's not it!" Val glared. "I really, really need to find that ring, and..."

"These are mine!" Summer grabbed the plastic ones she was playing with, wrapping them in a protective hug. "I need all of them!"

"Not those!" Valerie huffed, unsure if Summer genuinely thought they were what she wanted, or if the girl was making fun of her. "You know what I mean! The ring... I asked you to look for it a few days ago... I used to have it when I was a kid, and..."

"Oh, that one," Summer nodded. "You want to look for it now?"

"Yes!" Valerie knew it was risky, making any kind of racket, but she couldn't help stomping her foot again. 

"Wow, somebody's fussy," Summer smirked. "Did you need a longer nap?"

"Fine, I don't need your help," Valerie threw up her hands. "I'll look for it myself!" She was out of the crib, she could do that now... It would be quicker with the other girl's help, but not if they had to argue for an hour first.

She turned to stomp away, only to be stopped in her place, a hand curling around the rear waistband of her diapers. For having spent the last ten years as a baby, Summer was surprisingly strong - she had been a cheerleader beforehand, though, and her bigger size surely helped, too - and the frazzled Val was no match for her. "I don't think so, baby sis," Summer said. "I don't want my room to end up a wreck like yours."

"This isn't funny, Summer!" Valerie whined. "Let me go!"

"I don't think so," Summer spun her around, forcing the younger girl to look her in the eyes. "You don't call the shots anymore, do you?"

Valerie gulped, shook her head. "N-No, ma'am," she admitted. "B-But..."

"If you want to look around, you're going to do it carefully, without making a mess... And you have to agree that you're going to do as I saw from now on. No matter what, or where."

Val didn't like the sound of that, yet what choice did she have? Besides, with the ring, perhaps she could make Summer forget about that promise, the way she hoped she could make a few whole schools forget about what they'd seen her doing over the last week. "All right," she sighed. "Whatever you want."

"Okay!" Summer chirped. "Go on, then, knock yourself out."

She turned back to her ring stacking game, leaving Valerie to it, apparently really not interested in helping. That was fine, Val told herself as she looked around, pondering where to start. She didn't need her anyway... And she certainly didn't need Summer to find the ring first, and potentially figure out what it was capable of, if it even still was.

It was a much slower process than what had happened in her own room earlier, both because she knew how that had ended, and because Summer was there, watching, the whole time, and could have yelled for Nanny at any time if she decided Val was being too rough with her belongings. Then, Val could be back in the crib, with the pacifier back in place, in no time flat.

So, as she went, she tried to put everything back where it had gone, looking just as good as it had before she looked, if not better. The books on Summer's bookshelf - mostly made of thick cardboard or crinkly cloth - definitely hadn't been as straight and lined up, for instance. Val had to be extra careful as she searched the shelves holding Summer's extra diapers, knowing that was something Nanny took care of, that the woman would probably notice if anything was out of place, since not even Summer was supposed to touch anything there, unless the woman had sent her to fetch something from it for her.

She hadn't really expected to find the ring there, of all places, although, even if Summer had bothered to look for it when Val had asked her before, she likely hadn't dared check there. And, to be honest, she wanted to avoid somewhere else, the spot she left for last... The toybox.

It was more of a chest, and a large one at that, and, like the bookshelves, Summer was expected to keep it clean and organized... Which meant it was a rat's nest of tangled doll's hair and ribbons. There was a good chance the ring could have fallen in there and gotten lost years ago, and nobody would be the wiser... Val had just hoped she wouldn't have to find it in there herself.

But, as she sifted through the closet, which was fairly easy, since Nanny kept Summer's clothes hung up nice and neat there, it was starting to become clear it was her only option. She kept waiting for Summer to offer to help, to get up from her baby toys, however she couldn't put it off forever. Sighing, she gave in, trudged over to it, and pulled open the lid, carefully starting to pull all the contents out.

There were all sorts of things there, toys Valerie had almost forgotten Summer had, she hadn't seen the girl play with them in so long. It was a good sign, though that didn't make the mess any easier to sort through. The ring was small, of course, and, if it was in there, had probably fallen down to the very bottom, so she had to take everything out, which was quite the task.

And, when she was done... She still didn't see the ring. There was some dust at the bottom of the trunk, and some old doll shoes that had long ago fallen off their owners, but no ring. She sighed, leaning against the huge container, trying not to lose hope as she looked around at everything she'd taken out of it. It still had to go back in... Maybe the ring had wound up stuck in or on something. 

At some point, as she piled everything from the stacks of toys around her back into the box, scanning every one of them for the ring, her nose twitched, and she noticed a familiar scent. She blushed, nervously wiggling her bottom to make sure it wasn't her, although she didn't feel much less embarrassed knowing it was her sister, instead, while she was stuck here with her. She was even littler than Summer, even less mature, and Summer had messed her diaper? What did that mean about Val?!

She did her best to ignore it and continue about her work, but, as she heard a slight creak behind her, she couldn't help taking a peek, then quickly turning around again. Sure enough, Summer was up on her rocking horse... Valerie had seen the horsie plenty of times, of course, though she hadn't fully understood everything about it from back when it had first arrived. Now that she was older, she did, which made the idea of Summer riding it with her right there all the more embarrassing.

Summer was still up there by the time Valerie finished with the toybox. She took a couple extra minutes, trying to give her sister some privacy, but she couldn't wait forever... And, really, she wasn't hearing any heavy breathing, any moaning, anything to indicate Summer was doing anything more than riding the horse normally. Perhaps Val had been mistaken after all... 

"Umm, Summer?" she asked, waddling over to her finally. "C-Can you think of anywhere else I could look?"

"Hmm," Summer raised one hand from the horse's handle, tapping it against her lips. "No, I don't think so..."

Valerie sighed, collapsing into a heap on the floor, exhausted, both physically and mentally. After all that, the ring was still nowhere to be found. It could be in the attic, or basement, somewhere... Or she could have been right, and it had wound up being given away a long, long time ago, and there was no chance she'd ever see it again. Was she seriously stuck this way now?! 

"Don't be such a drama queen," Summer giggled. "You didn't let me finish. I don't think so, because... I already found it."

"You what?!" Valerie squealed, staring up at the bigger girl. "Why didn't you say anything?! Why did you let me spend so long looking for it?!"

Summer shrugged. "It was fun."

"Well, where is it?!" Val scrambled back to her feet, looking out the window to try to judge how bright the sun was. "There's still time..."

The horse dipped forward, allowing Summer to reach forward, booping Valerie on the nose. "That is for me to know, and you to find out," she teased. "I said I found out, not that I was going to give it to you."

"Summer!" Valerie gasped. Did she know?! If she was aware of what the ring was capable of, what it could potentially do, then she could be withholding it to keep Val stuck there, in diapers, like her... Or maybe she was just being a brat. "I need it!"

"I didn't say you couldn't have it," Summer told her as the horse rocked back, away from her. "But I didn't say you could, either."

"Come on, Summer!" Val rolled her eyes.

"No, you come on," Summer countered, her own eyes narrowing slightly, turning steely. "If you want it so badly, you're going to have to earn it... And, to start, you're going to do that by messing yourself."

"What?!" Valerie squealed. "No! Nanny already thinks I need these diapers! If I poop them again..." She blushed, having to stop herself, although her mind refused to listen, completing the thought for her. She'd put off asking for the potty earlier because Nanny had just left, and then, afterwards, she'd been distracted by the hunt... She did need to go, but if she went in her pants, it would be all the harder to convince anyone she didn't deserve to be padded, constantly...

"You already agreed to do whatever I say," Summer reminded her.

"That was before I found out you already knew there was no point!" Valerie fumed. "Why did you let me waste my time?!"

"I didn't want to clean up my room," Summer shrugged. "And whether you got anything out of it or not, you still made the agreement. You do what I tell you, and I'm telling you to squat down and pack those pampers full if you ever want to see that ring again."

Valerie balled her hands up into fists, stomped her feet... But, like a few days ago, with the principal, she had no real choice. She did want that ring, needed it... And this was clearly the only way. Once she had it, hopefully she could clean herself up, dispose of any evidence of what she'd done to get it.

Summer giggled, watching Val give in, slump down into a squat. "Are you doing it?" she asked gleefully, leaning in closer as the horse bobbed back in Valerie's direction.

"Shut up," Val mumbled, closing her eyes, trying to pretend she was alone, in the bathroom. "Y-You don't have to rub it in."

"Yes, I do," Summer countered. "Valerie's just a big baby, filling her diapies on purpose..."

"Shut up!" Valerie whimpered. She shifted in place, gulping nervously. She really did need to go, but all this attention was making it harder, not to mention the fact that she could have held it at least a little longer, if she'd had a choice. She didn't have to do this yet... She could call for Nanny, go on the toilet, or potty, whatever she was offered, avoid this altogether... However, if she did, Summer might never hand over the ring.

In the end, it didn't take much, although there was no doubt she got it started of her own accord, had to block out everything for a moment, and very purposely push. Once it had begun, however, and she felt the warm mass begin to slide out, slowly spreading through her diaper, it was all out of her hands. She gasped, cheeks bright red as she tried to change her mind, realizing how bad this was going to be, only to discover it was far too late to back out now.

"There you go," Summer mocked, leaving no doubt that she knew what was happening. "Load them up to the brim, little Val!"

"N-No!" Valerie shook her head, but she had no choice in the matter. The flow was slow and deliberate, yet as unstoppable as an avalanche, the diaper crinkling and rustling as it expanded, swelling outwards to contain it all, seemingly no end in sight as Val struggled to ride it out, almost missing the paci to give herself something to suck on to calm herself. In the end, she followed through on the bargain, and did exactly as her sister had requested.

"Th-There," she sniffed, as it finally ended, and she carefully got to her feet, wrinkling her nose as the mess squelched between her thighs. "C-Can I have it now?"

Summer reached down from the horse, giving the bulging diaper a poke, and giggling with delight. "Nope!" she exclaimed. 

"Summer!" Val gasped, tears pricking at the corners of her eyes, realizing there was nothing she could do, if that was the girl's decision. Summer had all the cards here... Valerie was a helpless, messy, little baby. "Y-You promised!"

"I did," Summer nodded. "And I will give it to you... I'm just not ready yet. If you really want it..."

She scooted backwards on the rocking horse, giving the saddle in front of her a pat. Val whimpered, blushing at both the idea of simply sitting down on her messy bottom, and her memory of what she thought that horsie could do...

"I swear," Summer said. "This is it. I'll give it to you this time... But you have to do it."

She had to do it. The messing had ensured it... The only way out of this that wasn't going to end in full-time diapers was following her sister's orders, no matter what. Valerie sighed, wiping her trembling hands on her t-shirt, reminding herself of what she was going to do to Anita when this was all over, right in front of Johnny, and all their friends. Part of her started to plan out her revenge on Summer, too, but, in the end, she knew that wasn't entirely fair... Summer was only in this situation herself because of Val, after all...

Although, as she climbed up onto the plastic seat, wrinkling her nose as her sore backside sank into the mush, she could think of a few things she'd like to do to the girl. Summer leaned in around her, grabbing her hands and pressing them to the handles on either side of the horse's head, pinning her in place, trapping her there, her own messy diaper pressed tightly against the back of Valerie's...

Valerie squealed as she felt the horse spring to life between her legs. It was still plastic, obviously, but it was squirming, bucking, writhing as it started to rock back and forth. Instantly, her hands began to sweat more, fighting to hold on... And to pretend all that movement wasn't making her feel something, beneath that filthy diaper, that she wasn't getting confirmation of what this horsie could do after all, first-hand.

This was so wrong... This was something she'd only do all alone, when she knew everyone else was out of the house... And she'd never, in her worst nightmares, imagined it happening while she was in a diaper at all, much less a messy one. And Summer right there behind her, gasping and moaning in her ear, her diaper rubbing against Val's own, trapping her against the horse, keeping her from escape... That was just the icing on this absolutely mortifying cake.

But, like it or not, she couldn't deny what was happening. It had been so long since she'd had the opportunity to give herself this release, even before all this diaper stuff had started... She couldn't help herself. She blushed, feeling herself start to push back, to grind against the squirming saddle, her diaper beginning to grow wet in a whole new way.

She barely noticed Summer's final moan of pleasure, or the feeling of her hands moving from off of Val's as she hopped off the horse. Theoretically, Val might have been able to let go then, though, once Summer was gone, the saddle shrunk, capturing the girl's swollen diaper exactly in its grip as it continued its movement. She groaned, biting her bottom lip, her toes starting to curl as a wave of pleasure began to run through her...

"Nanny!" Summer shrieked, the nursery door swinging open quickly, before Val's hormone-addled brain could process what that meant, how she should react, if she even could have done anything else at that point, other than shuddering as the orgasm hit her, then collapsing across the back of the horsie in her very messy diaper, as Nanny stared down at her, shaking her head in disgust and disapproval.