"No way, you brats are crazy if you think I'm going to wear a diaper!"
There were five of them but you weren't worried. You were taller than them and a lot stronger. They were only 8 after all...
But there were five of them. And just as you realized four of them were staring at you with eager grins did you wonder where the fifth one was. POW. She had kicked you as hard as she could right in your balls. You crumple to the ground with a cry of pain. Son of a bitch did that hurt. For the next several moments you were completely unaware of the world around you. All you knew was pain as you clutched your family jewels pathetically.
The girl's were not idle. One girl brought over rope and tied your ankles together. Another girl grabbed a plastic bag and shoved it over your head and held it tight. That snapped you out of your pain daze. Your hands immediately went up to tear the plastic off but that was exactly what they were waiting for. Two girls jumped on each arm. They pinned it down with their weight and started tying them up. Meanwhile the girl with the bag kept the suffocating pressure on.
You began to scream for help, these little hellions could kill you! They laugh as they finish tying you. Thankfully they take the plastic bag off of your head but its only so they can gag you with....
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