His sister sings a song

"Pinky has a tiny penis
and he wet the bed,
yes he peed his pants

Pinky has a little penis And he peed himself
so his mom is giving him a ~SPAYyyn~king!

He is a bedwetter and he chose to lie
His undies are yellow and hung out to dry.
Now his is bottom is red and bare
up in the air, because his mom is giving him a spanking!"

She had come up with a billion iterations of this horrid song, and she chirped it in every variation over the course of his punishment. He was naked outside with his not to a post, he shins and knees spread apart on a very uncomfortable rock with some space between it and the rectangular post Pinky kept nose pressed up with a dime inbetween, his torso leaning forward, his ass quivering behind him, burning red.

Everyone else around was having a party. They had pizzza and ice cream and soda, and the day before, it was cake and ice cream, and before that, cookies, and muffins before that, and crunchy fruit candies, and chocolate with milk.

His sister and all his rivals had been given all of his former possessions, at least all that he had enjoyed. His video games and music and everything else was handed off to peers he hated. All over the course of the past 2 weeks, every day was another treat being lorder over Pinky