Agnes has a present for Ellie

As Angela finished scrubbing Ellie all over, Agnes walked over to the house and came back with one of the bags they had brought. It was a large duffle bag. Agnes unzipped the bag and pulled out a package. She smiled a she opened the package and pulled out one white folded square shaped garment. As she unfolded it, Eleanor’s eyes widened. “No, please. Don’t. I don’t need that. Please,” Eleanor pleaded.

“Lay down, Ellie. Or we’ll have to spank you,” Angela said.

Ellie struggled as Angela lifted her from the kiddie pool and laid her down on the opened diaper. The diaper had a baby blue patterns on it as the center was white with matching patterns of bottles and rattles. Ellie squirmed as she tried to fight back, but Agnes took a canister out and sprinkled white powder all over Ellie’s crotch and bottom.

It didn’t take long after that before Ellie found herself wearing only a diaper. “Now. If you behave, no one has to know about these,” Agnes said. “But if you’re naughty, we might have to tell everyone that little Ellie Simmons wears diapers.”

“So you better behave,” Angela said. “No one has to know, as long as you play along with what we want. The only people who need to know the truth are you and us. But of course that’s all up to you.”

Ellie nodded, blushing as she submitted to her cousins. “Please, I promise to behave,” Ellie said.

“Alright,” Agnes said. “Now let’s see it’s 8 right now, so it seems it’s bed time for you. You’ll sleep in the guest room. We’ll be in your room.”

Agnes lifted Eleanor over her shoulder and carried her inside, up the stairs, and set her down on the bed. “Don’t leave until we come get you. No matter what,” Angela said. “We’ll know if you leave your room.”

Ellie squirmed suddenly feeling the need to go to the bathroom. “Wait, please. Can I go to the bathroom?”

“Sure,” Angela said. “Go ahead.”

Ellie moved to get up, but Agnes pushed her back down. “Go on, Ellie. Go to the bathroom. We’ll wait for you.”

Eleanor tried to get up again. But Agnes pushed her back down. This time, Agnes pulled Eleanor’s legs back, her feet at her head. “Go on, Ellie. Go to the bathroom.”

Eleanor squirmed and squirmed trying to get up, but was easily outmuscled by her cousin. “Please. I need to go.”

Eleanor squealed as she felt a smack on her diaper crotch. “Go on, Ellie. Go potty.”

Eleanor gasped as she felt a push against her stomach. Suddenly she felt pee flow into her diaper as she laid there exposed. Her diaper turned a darker color with a yellow hue and sagged as Angela and Agnes both burst into fits of laughter. “Ellie, how naughty of you. I can’t believe you wet your diaper like that.”

Ellie cried as she tried to hide her soaked diaper while her cousins took pictures and laughed. “Remember, Ellie. You used to tell our parents that we needed to wear diapers,” Angela said. “You told them that we kept wetting the bed, and our parents believed you. Now the tables have turned. Now, go to bed. We’ll change you in the morning.”

Ellie climbed into bed. Agnes and Angela tucked her under the covers, giggling as they did. As soon as the door closed, Ellie curled into a ball, crying as she realized this was going to be a long summer. She could hear her cousins laughing loudly. She wasn’t sure what they had planned, but she knew she wasn’t going to like it either way.