A diaper

Beatrice burst out laughing. “Oh my,” she said. “Looks like my roommate is a BABY! Do the other girls know that you wear diapers?! Do the boys know?”

“Please…” Cynthia cried. “I-it’s my stepmom. She makes me wear them.”

“You let your mommy tell you what to do?” Beatrice laughed. “Oh my, you are a baby. Do you need to go potty, baby?”

Beatrice grabbed Cynthia and pinned her down on the bed, pushing her legs above her head. “Stop!” Cynthia cried. “Please don’t! Don’t do this! I haven’t done anything to you! Let me go!”

Beatrice laughed and laughed. “Are you gonna wet your diapey, little girl? Are you gonna cwy?”

“Please! Stop!” Cynthia cried.

Beatrice didn’t let go and Cynthia sobbed as her diaper sagged as she was forced to wet herself. “Uh oh! Looks like the baby wet herself! Better get you to the nurse.”

Beatrice grabbed Cynthia’s hand and dragged her toward the door forcing her to follow in just a shirt and wet diaper. “STOP!” Cynthia cried.

Beatrice ignored Cynthia as she dragged her outside where other students were gathered. “Look, everyone! The baby wet herself!” Beatrice yelled as she continued to drag Cynthia through the quad towards the main building.