The Bear Minimum - Part 2 (Patreon)

“Oh my god,” Shelly said, clearly disgusted. “Did you really just piss yourself just like that?” She reached into a nearby drawer and tossed the girl a diaper. “Go on baby, put one of your diapers on and suck on your little paci.” The younger girl was sobbing and she mumbled,

“I’m not a baby...” But she did as Shelly said and changed into a diaper and put one of her paci’s in. She crawled onto her bed, still sniffling and hugged her bear as tightly as she could to her chest as she looked over her shoulder, glaring daggers at Shelly.

At this point, Shelly was a little worried that maybe she’d gone too far this time; but she didn’t have very long to contemplate it.

Within minutes, she heard someone walk through the front door and Alice’s Mother was down by her side comforting her. Shelly could hear the other girl whisper a few things to her Mother but she couldn’t hear what the girl was saying.

“What happened?!” The Mother said as she stood up staring down at Shelly, looking very stern. Shelly contemplated telling the truth, but she knew that wouldn’t go well.

“I... uh well... I came in... And she had ripped her toy... and I uh... I tried to help, but then she...”

“That’s enough young lady.” The Mother said, raising her hand to silence Shelly. “I’ve already heard plenty.” The older lady walked over to the corner of the room and picked up a little device that made Shelly’s heart stop beating. She already knew exactly what it was, she’d seen it on babysitting jobs before. It was a baby monitor that also recorded what it heard. It could record up to 10 hours. The Mother grabbed the device and began to rewind it, she didn’t have to rewind it very far.

As she played the recording out loud for all of them to hear it was quite obvious which one of them had been lying and made up a story. The recording was crisp and clear and they could all hear Alice sobbing and being asked to taken to the bathroom while Shelly yelled and called her a brat. The sound of her pressing the scissors together and cutting through the stuffed animal were quite obvious. Shelly turned white in the face; she was caught.

She tried to come up with a better lie on the spot to explain the recording or at the very least apologize and come up with some explanation, but the woman wouldn’t have it as she silenced Shelly’s rambling once again

“I really don’t want to hear your excuses.” The stern woman said. “I’m just going to tell you what’s going to happen now. You are going to leave my house right now, with no pay for tonight. Along with that, I will tell every other household on the block that they should not even consider hiring you. If I have to I will even play this recording for them.”

Shelly’s jaw drops at the thought of this, babysitting was her entire source of income right now and how she was planning on paying for college next fall! She began to protest, “Wait! But I--.” Before she could get out more than those two words she felt something thick and rubbery being shoved between her lips. When she looked down to see what it was, she was shocked and ashamed to see it was one of Alice’s adult sized pacifiers!

“Shush little girl.” The Mother said sternly as he looked down at the blushing Shelly. “I will do that, or... you will do everything I say for the rest of the night.” Shelly didn’t like the sound of that at all, but obviously she had no choice. Losing all of her business wasn’t an option.

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The next morning, Shelly awakes in the guest bed, exhausted and with a sore paddled butt in a horribly embarrassing outfit. She’s wearing one of Alice’s shirts, with two of her bows in her hair, one of her pacifier clips attached to her shirt, and worst of all... one of her diapers wrapped firmly around her crotch with white plastic panties over it and locked on. Alice didn’t even wear diapers most of the time, she wore training panties!

Her night had started by calling her Mother and telling her she was spending the night. Then it continued by getting dressed up in this stupid outfit and had been nothing but endless s pankings, corner times, mouth soaping’s, and any other punishment that Alice or her evil Mother could think of. When they were satisfied that she had been punished enough, they sat her down on her poor freshly s panked bootie and gave her the ripped stuffed animal and some sewing needles. She was told to fix the stuffie, OR ELSE. At that point, after all of the painful and humiliating punishments she’d already been through, she didn’t want to risk it and got to work. Luckily she’d taken a sewing class before so it didn’t take her too long. When she was done fixing the stuffie, she was finally allowed to go to sleep.
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This story was written by Zander Chesney

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