Gertrude wets herself

Suddenly as Avery was spanking Gertrude, she became very quiet. “W-wait,” Gertrude cried. “S-stop! No more! No more! Wait!”

But Avery didn’t stop. And as Gertrude laid across Avery’s lap, in front of the huge crowd, she lost control. “Oh my God. Is she wetting herself?”

“During a spanking?”

“And she’s a fake.”

Avery pulled Gertrude off her lap and **** her to face the crowd of people exposing her complete bare crotch and flat chest, a puddle forming under her as she couldn’t stop herself no matter how hard she tried to clamp her legs together. “S-stop!” Gertrude cried as Avery pulled out a package of diapers that Gertrude had intended putting Cynthia in. They had Blue’s Clues paw prints and hearts on them.

Avery lowered Gertrude down onto them, taking a set of wipes and cleaning her, spreading her legs wide. Avery even swiped a wipe in between Gertrude’s butt crack and revealed a stained wipe to the watching crowd. “Oh my God! She’s poopy!”

“Ew! Gertrude doesn’t know how to wipe!”

“Holy shit, this is better than watching Cynthia get humiliated.”

“She’s a bigger baby than CeCe!”

“Honestly deserved.”

Gertrude squirmed as Avery finished diapering her. Avery gazed in Gertrude’s bag that she had brought and noticed a book. She grabbed it and pulled it out. “Cynthia’s Punishment Book,” Avery whispered as she read the cover.

She flipped it open. And her eyes widened at what she saw. Her eyes turned to Cynthia who was curled in a ball just off stage, whimpering. Avery’s face dropped at the sight. She turned back to Gertrude. “Who wrote this?” Avery asked, holding the book up.

“M-Margaret,” Gertrude said. “Please, I just enforced it. It was Cynthia’s stepmom. She’s the one who did all this.”

“Her… stepmom?” Avery said, teething gritting. “How long has this been happening?!”

Gertrude shook her head. “I… I don’t know… probably for awhile.”

Avery’s eyes widened. She gazed at Cynthia. And back at Gertrude. It was obvious they couldn’t be that old. And that made Avery even angrier. “Where is her stepmom?”

Gertrude whimpered as she gave Avery the address. “P-please, I’m sorry. But I’m not the one you should be mad at.”

Avery stood up as she gently helped Cynthia up. Carefully putting a diaper on her and taking her own clothes off to put on top. She then led Cynthia out the restaurant as Alexa followed behind them.