The Evil Step-Daughter - Part 2 of 2 (Patreon)

The next week or two in Richard’s house was tense. Sandra was tiptoeing around her new soon to be step-daughter, but the younger girl would only glare at her. She was furious enough already, but even more so when she discovered that her soon to be step-mother was only six years older than she was herself.

“She could be my older sister!” She complained. “Or younger, given the way she dresses.” Her step-daughter added with a snide smirk, the comment making Sandra blush. She’d always preferred cuter brighter colors and wore a lot of dresses and bows in her hair; but her step-daughter clearly disagreed with that as she herself stuck mostly to blacks, greys, and dark purples; wearing mostly only hoodies, jeans, and other such clothing.

A few times Sandra had tried to make some peace between the two of them, but it never ended well. After a while Sandra had stopped caring and decided that if her new step-daughter wanted to be a brat, then she wouldn’t try to stop her any longer.

One day though, the pot boiled over...

Richard was gone for the entire day doing work related things, and it had fallen on one of Sandra’s days off. This left Sandra and her step-daughter home alone together. Normally when this happened her soon to be step-daughter would find a reason to leave the house, but on this particular day she didn’t. She just watched Sandra work in the kitchen, seemingly curious. Sandra could feel the girls’ eyes on her, and soon enough she couldn’t take it anymore.

“What is it? Did you need something?” She asked, turning to the younger girl a bit exasperated.

The girl smiled at her slightly, clearly enjoying the fact that she was annoying her, “No nothing... I’m just watching.”

“Watching what?”

“You.”

Sandra felt a little creeped. “Why?”

Though her comment just made the younger girl snicker, “Oh, I’m just trying to decide what it is about you that made my brilliant father fall for such a bratty little twit.” The girl said it calmly, but there was a clear sense of resentment behind every word.

Sandra couldn’t take it anymore, she could feel her face growing hot as she blew up at her, “That’s it! I am sick and tired of you! You act like you’re so tough and mighty, but you’re not! You’re just a childish little brat who wants her little Daddy all to herself! Too fucking bad! You’re going to be my step-daughter soon enough and I expect to be shown some respect! Do I make myself clear young lady?”

There was silence between the two women for a long moment. Sandra was a little shocked at her own unusual outburst, but she hoped it had done the job. Then, the younger girl moved forward and firmly grabbed Sandra around the wrist, pulling her along with her.

“Ow... hey! Let go! Ow! What’d you doing?!” Sandra cried out as she repeatedly tried pulling her arm away. Her soon to be step-daughter didn’t respond, just kept dragging her. She pulled her into the living room.

After the span king, the younger girl lifted Sandra off her lap, and told her to not move. After a span king like that, Sandra didn’t dare. When she returned, she had something weird in her hands. “Lay down!” She commanded, with Sandra did without question. Her future step-daughter began to unfold the thing in her hands, and it didn’t take her long to realize it was a diaper! She screamed out and tried to yell or protest, but a few extra span kings quickly silenced Sandra. The younger girl wrapped her sore butt up in the diaper, before making her stand in the corner for an hour with a bar of soap in her mouth for saying a ‘naughty word’. Then she was sent to her room and was told to not even think about leaving it.but before she’d even been span  ked ten times, she was already sobbing.

After the span king, the younger girl lifted Sandra off her lap, and told her to not move. After a span king like that, Sandra didn’t dare. When she returned, she had something weird in her hands. “Lay down!” She commanded, with Sandra did without question. Her future step-daughter began to unfold the thing in her hands, and it didn’t take her long to realize it was a diaper! She screamed out and tried to yell or protest, but a few extra span kings quickly silenced Sandra. The younger girl wrapped her sore butt up in the diaper, before making her stand in the corner for an hour with a bar of soap in her mouth for saying a ‘naughty word’. Then she was sent to her room and was told to not even think about leaving it.

Sandra lay miserably on her bed for hours until finally, the inevitable happened and she was forced to use the garment her step-daughter had put on her. She couldn’t believe it.

Before long, her step-daughter called her from downstairs and told her to come out to the hallway, which Sandra obeyed. She was shocked when she saw Richard standing there with his daughter. She whimpered a little, desperately holding her skirt down. The smirk on her step-daughter’s face told her that it wouldn’t stay a secret for long though.

“Hey sweetie,” The younger girl said in a condescending voice. “I told my father what happened and who was really the one in charge when he goes away, but he didn’t believe me. Can you please turn around and raise your skirt to prove me right?”

Sandra wasn’t sure if she was more afraid of Richard seeing her like this, or more span kings from her step-daughter. As she began to turn around, she realized that her body had answered for her. She gripped the sides of her skirt and lifted it up just enough for her soon to be husband and soon to be step-daughter to see the yellowed padding of her diaper.

Sandra had heard of evil step-mother’s but she only now realized that she was the one with an evil step-daughter...
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This story was written by Zander Chesney

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