Isabel Thompson, an old rival

“Oh my God, Alexa,” Isabel grinned. “What are you doing? Are you.... no way... you’re getting your diaper changed! Did you have a wittle accident?!”

“I-Izzy please, please keep it down,” Alexa said desperately. “I... I may have wet my pants. I...I’m waiting for a woman to come back who is going to change me.”

“Wait, some random lady is changing your diaper?” Isabel giggled. “Oh my, this is too funny. Look at you, Alexa.”

Isabel pulled out her phone and snapped a few pictures. Alexa’s eyes widened. “No! Stop! Please!”

“Why don’t you cover yourself, Lexi. Cover that wittle diaper of yours so no one can see you getting changed like a wittle baby,” Isabel mocked.

“I...I’m not supposed to move,” Alexa whimpered.

“You can’t move? What are you 5?” Isabel snickered. “Wow, this is amazing. Oh what I could do next. I am so happy I decided to work today. I wasn’t going to at first, but something told me that I didn’t want to miss today. I guess I now know why.”

“Please, Isabel. I’m sorry for what I did back in high school. I’m sorry we fought and I’m sorry we had our rivalry, but please,” Alexa begged. “Please don’t....”

“Don’t do what? Be specific Alexa?” Isabel mocked. “Don’t share these pictures? Don’t tell everyone you need diapers and had an accident in Walmart? I don’t think any of that matters, Lexi. I’m going to do whatever I want.”

“Please,” Alexa pleaded. “Have mercy.”

“Yeah, right,” Isabel said. “I remember you telling me that there was no mercy. No such thing. When I begged for mercy, you decided to humiliate me. You decided to make me miserable.”

“I’m sorry, but I beg you please,” Alexa said.

Isabel grinned. “You really are terrified of everyone knowing your little secret, aren’t you?”

“Absolutely,” Alexa said.

Isabel thought about what she wanted to do. The options were endless.