Jasmine comes upstairs

Margaret smiled as she turned to Jasmine. “Please, you’re best with children,” Margaret said. “Go bathe Cynthia for me. And change her into diapers.”

Jasmine smiled. “Alright, I’ll do you that favor. But go easy on her. I’m sure she’s embarrassed.”

“She should be,” Margaret said. “A fully grown woman. Still wetting the bed and her pants like a toddler.”

Jasmine headed up the stairs. She walked into the bathroom to find Cynthia standing naked next to the bathtub. Cynthia seemed surprised as she saw Jasmine and her hands darted to cover herself.

“J-jasmine… I wasn’t expecting you…” Cynthia whimpered. “W-where’s Miss Margaret?”

Jasmine tutted as she approached the nude Cynthia. “I’m going to be handling your bath,” Jasmine said. “Get your arms out of the way. There’s no point on hiding.”

Cynthia gulped and didn’t budge. “J-jasmine…”

“Do I need to punish you?” Jasmine asked sternly. “Drop your hands. Now.”