The Bear Minimum - Part 3 (Patreon)

To Shelly’s shock, she was awoken by the feeling of someone moving their hand about on her crotch. She awoke with a start to find Alice’s Mother sticking her hand inside of her locked plastic panties and feeling around Shelly’s diaper, first checking all along the lower part of the front and then patting Shelly’s butt.

“Hmmm...” The woman pondered. “All dry and clean. I’m surprised. Well, we can fix that.” She took the whining 18 year old out of her bed and brought her to the living room before she plopped her down on the floor, Shelly wincing at her painful bootie. “Don’t you move.” Shelly obeyed, too terrified to make the woman mad at her once again.

A few minutes later, she came back with a baby bottle and a teddy bear of all things and handed both of them to Shelly. “Young lady, I want you to finish that bottle, and if you still have a clean diaper in twenty minutes I’ll consider letting this punishment be over. And if you can’t... well... we may just have to keep this punishment going a while longer.” The woman said grinning evilly. “I think little Alice enjoyed having a little sister last night.” She chuckled to herself as she looked down at the bottle. She didn’t know what was in it, but she miserably lifted it to her lips and took a sip.

It tasted disgusting! She didn’t know it, but it was castor oil and prune juice; normally reserved for when Alice was being very naughty. As Shelly held onto the stuffed bear, she forced herself to drink down the rest of the horrible concoction; she had a full bottle of it after all. She wasn’t even finished with her bottle or half way through the time limit when she knew there was no way she was winning this challenge. She hadn’t been allowed to go last night, and now just had to go that much more! She called out for Alice’s Mother who just chuckled as she looked down at the girl,

“Oh come on, it hasn’t even been five minutes yet. You’re giving up already? What was it that you told my daughter last night? Big girls should be able to hold in their accidents?” Shelly sat there miserably as she heard her own words being used horribly against her.

It was only a few more moments before Shelly couldn’t take it anymore. She instinctively lifted her butt off of the floor and let out a painful grunt as she felt her body immediately unload a huge wave of mush deep into the seat of her pants.

“Oh noooo...” Alice’s Mom said mockingly. “It looks like we’ve got a stinky little girl on our hands. Even Alice usually uses the toilet for those types of accidents.”

Shelly begin to moan miserably as she continued, helpless to stop it. Multiple waves of mush flowed out of her poor sore behind and quickly filled up the space between her raised butt and the floor, her diaper and plastic pants heavily sagging, the diaper itself changing colors from bright white to a dark messy brown.

Shelly groaned even louder as she found herself leaning forward and putting her hands on the floor in front of her as the mushy brown mess continued to flow out of her and fill up her gross diaper. The padding sagged so much it felt like it might fall off of her, but the plastic panties were locked on tight and wouldn’t let the diaper inside go anywhere.

“Hey Alice!” The Mother called out. “It looks like your little sister will be around for a while after all!” The woman laughed at the “babysitter” she’d hired as the naughty little thing filled her diaper up more than Alice had in a long time. She hadn’t even put that much castor oil in that bottle. This accident was mostly her own.

The Mother smiled as she leaned forward and placed her hand firmly on Shelly’s padded rear. She could feel the moment that the girl let go a little bit more and pushed even more of a mushy mess into her pants. Just like the baby she’d been treating Alice like. This little bitch was gonna learn just how easy it was to turn anyone into a helpless babygirl with the right push. Alice had done it by choice, but Shelly was going to get the treatment the hard way.

She gave Shelly’s diaper a couple of hard smacks to really mush her first of many messy accidents into her sorry little ass. “That’s it little girl. That’s it. Get it all out of you and into your pants where it belongs. Maybe if you ask me really really nicely at dinner time I’ll decide to give you a change. And if not... well we can see what you think of your first diaper rash after you spend the night in this mess.”

Shelly started crying as she hugged the stuffed animal in front of her to find some source of comfort. She should have just remembered that in the first place. This was all because she’d been a meanie and forgotten the importance of a baby’s teddy bear...