Charlotte, Isabel, and Faith

Alexa wanted to die as three people shuffled into the house. She recognized them all immediately. Isabel Thompson who she had a bit of a rivalry with, Charlotte Morse the girl she used to help bully, and Faith… her younger 18 year old sister. “Come on in, everyone. Thank you for coming,” Heather said. “I invited all of you because at one time or another Alexa made your lives miserable. And I felt it only right that you know the truth about her.”

Alexa gulped as Heather grabbed her and shoved her front and center in only a diaper as the others watched. “Please… I’m sorry,” Alexa cried.

“Alexa is nothing more than a big baby with itty bitty titties,” Heather said.

Heather grabbed her arms and pinned them behind her back. All three watched Alexa with open mouths. Charlotte’s face turned from shock to delight along with the others. “Oh my…” Faith said.

“Haha,” Isabel laughed. “Wow, Lexi’s really just a baby. I can’t believe she ever tried to bully me. I can see why she took my clothes now. She was jealous of my boobs.”

“How long has she needed diapers?” Charlotte asked. “She must have projected her need for them onto me.”

“Go on, Alexa,” Heather said. “Answer their questions. Tell them what they want to hear.”

Alexa whimpered. “I’m a naughty bedwetting, diaper wearing baby. I’m just… a naughty little girl.”

They all giggled as Heather said. “That’s right, Lexi. So girls, what are we going to do about little Lexi? Surely we need to make sure she’s not naughty again.”

“I have some ideas,” Charlotte said.