Inside Kelly's bedroom

Timmy pushed the door open slowly. He wasnt sure what to expect, but he did expect to find something out of the ordinary.

He walked in. His eyes widened. Kelly was lying on the matress in the crib. Her arms were spread out and tied to the bars of her crib. Her legs were akimbo and also tied tk the crib bars.

Kelly's thin white chicken legs were on display. Her weak thin white arms moved weakly against the restraints.

Kelly's face was deep bright red. It turned from left to right. She violently shook her head. Timmy started to laugh uncontollably. Kelly was wearing a ball gag. His eyes slowly wandered fown her long slender body. A thin cotton bra hung loosely on Kelly. Kelly's tiny breasrs did not fill them. Timmy noted the large gaps of the loosely fittung bra and the timy white mounds hardly covered. Kelly tried to move her body to the side but suddenly stopped when she realised that the bra would slip away from her tiny breasts if she continued and that Timmy would see her tiny marshmallow sized white breasts.

Timmy's eyes continued on their downwards journey. He drank in the sight of his mortified older stepsister. His eyes stopped at the bulky white diapers.

Timmy smiled. His eyes met Kelly's and locked in a stare that clearly showed the power imbalance. Timmy was in complete charge of his older stepsister and they both knew it.

Kelly closed her eyes.

At this point, Timmy's friends burst into the bedroom laughing, then suddenly went quiet as they looked dumbfounded at the sight of a helpless and scantily clad Kelly.