She's Going for A Walk

Kelly solemnly marched down the stairs, dressed only in her bulky diapers and her oversized bonnet. Her new nanny followed close behind. Every now and then, Ethel slapped Kelly's thickly padded bottom in effort to get her to move faster. Of course, Kelly could neither walk nor run, her diapers were so thick. Her choices were to waddle slowly or waddle quickly. As it happened, the faster she moved, the more she ran the risk of losing her balance.

Eventually, they made it downstairs. Ethel took Kelly's hand and escorted her over to the living room. That was when she discovered what her "surprise" was.

Gail was waiting there with three objects. They looked like a collar, a leash, and a pair of handcuffs. When she saw her stepdaughter enter, she cooed mockingly "Awww, look at the sweet little baby. You MUST be a baby to have such a smooth chest as that one, Kelly."

Kelly blushed furiously and tried to cover her chest with her free arm. In response, Ethel seized her diapered charge's arm and **** her to keep it at her sides. She did the same thing with Kelly's other arm, so that both her hands were immobilized, and she had no way to cover herself now.

"It appears someone's been lying about her bust," Gail remarked, stepping forward and placing a hand on Kelly's virtually flat chest. Kelly tried to shake off her stepmother's hand, but it was no use.

Gail removed her hand, smirked wickedly, and said "Tsk tsk tsk. You shouldn't try to deceive people like that, Kelly. Everyone thinks you're a mature girl, when it turns out you aren't. They should know the truth. They WILL know the truth."

Kelly was confused, but her stepmother clarified her meaning when she held up the three objects in her hand and announced "We're taking a walk around the neighborhood."

"Hell, no!" Kelly shouted in protest. At that, Ethel slapped her diapered bottom again, making her yelp in pain.

"Quiet, Baby!" Ethel chastised her. She continued holding onto Kelly's arms. She brought them behind Kelly's back, giving Gail the perfect opportunity to come over and place the handcuffs on her stepdaughter. Kelly whimpered as she felt the cold metal tighten around her wrists.

Once Kelly was restrained, Gail proceeded to put the collar around her neck. It was not tight enough to **** her, but it was firmly in place. Gail then attached the leash to the collar. After that, she giddily announced "Now, let us get going. It's a beautiful day, and I would hate to waste any more of it indoors."

She began to walk towards the front door. When Kelly refused to move, Gail yanked on the leash, forcing her stepdaughter to follow. Ethel had already packed a diaper bag, which she slung over her shoulder and went to accompany her charge and her charge's stepmother.

Kelly was mortified of her current situation. Here she was, clad only in thick diapers and a bonnet, hands cuffed behind her back, and being led along by a leash. Everyone in the neighborhood was going to see her in this state, and there was nothing she could do about it.