It can't be as bad as the last, given the rules of this site.

Heather Maesau woke from her nightmare. It was a month after her 18th birthday and she still wasn't over how bad it was. It perfectly encapsulated her life.

Every "gift" was a backhand to her dignity, or to the idea that she even had any. She was the only one disallowed cake and her birthday spanking was a rather serious ordeal, though it hadn't brought her to the brink of ****, she wished it was enough to kill her.

She realized she probably hadn't wet her diaper, a full 2 weeks now she had woken up dry. She couldn't be sure, since the way she was tied down her bed prevented her from checking or even moving much at all.

"Ohhh Heatthherr!" Her younger step sister Elsie popped her head in. "Did you pee yourself again? Let's see!" Elsie strolled in followed by her 2 best friends, Naomi and Tanya, all 3 smiling at the adult brat as they undid her binds and took her blanket from her, showing her diapered and otherwise naked. Heather hated her own body so much, feeling both fat and scrawny at the same time, with a short skinny arms, and short legs with a large round firm ass that slid down through thick thighs into comparatively thin calves, and her torso was short, thin and flat at every angle. Some might have thought her cute in ways, her face was still childish and her butt would've been admired if not for her overall diminutive stature that made her giant heiny an awkward thing instead of an asset.

"Wow Heather you didn't pee yourself! Good girl!" Elsie loved condescending down at her older sister. She had undone Heather's diaper and now taped it shut again, allowing her to sit up and get dressed with the skirt and shirt thrown to her. She had no need for a bra- which she was constantly reminded.

"Come on. Let's go." Elsie chirped as she yanked Heather up and playfully spanked her once forward, to her doorway which had no door, through a hall full of pictures that weren't obviously lewd but all reminded Heather of awful moments that followed or preceded the moments photographed.

At the kitchen table was Heather's backpack next to her chair, pulled out from a spot on the table with a bowl of cereal and a plate of pancakes, placed by her smiling mom who sat happily sipping away.

"Did Heather pee her bed?"

"No mom, her diaper was totally dry!" **spank** Elsie gave a second love tap to Heather as though punctuating her mock praise.

"Good, then I have no reason to spank her again. Now sit. Eat." She motioned to the table and the 4 girls all sat, 3 smiling and Heather looking down at her food, worried how today was going to be as bad as every other.