She looked like a child she couldn’t be much stronger. “No, this is my cell I’m going to stand.”
“Oh really? Look me in the eye and say that.”
She bent down to get on eye level but as soon as her mouth opened she lost her thoughts. Those eyes where so perfect, the wonderful blue circles. The way they swirled around like hypno discs.
“You want to sleep on the floor tonight.”
And she did the bed wasn’t for her but the floor that was so much more appealing. So much space to lie down on a nice hard surface to be secure against.
“Yeah” she said leaving her mouth open a little drool came down.
“You don’t want to talk.”
Wendy silently agreed. Talking was silly it would only get her into trouble.
“You want to change my wet nappy and wear the dirty one.”
She was starting to feel rather exposed in just her prison outfit an extra layer would be more comfortable. At once she changed the Brat’s wet diaper. The Brat laid down allowing Wendy to gently undo the elastic straps. Applying a new one to her, she carefully taped it up under her tummy. Wendy than lowered her pants and attached the old used diaper to herself. It made a crinkly noise when she moved and she could feel the wetness spread across her crotch but it felt right to wear it. Pulling her pants back up she finally felt secure.
“I can’t reach the bed, be my footstool.”
Wendy understood because the Brat was so short it was only good manners to kneel down and let her step on her back to reach the bed. Wendy just waited in that position in case her new cell mate needed to get down.
“Bed time, suck your thumb and go to sleep.” The Brat called from above. Wendy felt a sudden emptiness in her mouth, laying down she slowly moved her thumb to her mouth. She found it rather comforting to have her thumb in her mouth, slowly suckling upon it she drifted to sleep at peace.
Late in the night Wendy realised she was on the cold floor. Her mind raced to what happened, first she disgustedly removed her thumb, it was slobbered with saliva. She than slowly noticed a very itchy and uncomfortable feeling from her never regions. She groaned as she remembered the used diaper now tied to her waist. She was going to spend a lot of time in the shower in the morning.
Sighing She got out her guide and began writing under the moon light.
Exceptional dangerous subject 2:
The Brat: Sue unknown last name.
My new cell mate, will have frequent contact with. Has already dominated me. Seems to posses some kind of mind control powers, how is still unknown.
Preferences: enjoys making me act like a child and wear her used diaper. Has her own own child like behaviour as well.
Allies: Was once in an alliance with Duchess to brainwash the city.
Enemies: unknown.
If confronted: Submit she won’t hurt you only humiliate and the effects appear temporary.
If hostile: Do not challenge her authority.
Comments: My cellmate will try to build up a relationship so I can rest easy at night.
Wendy considered getting into the empty bed on the other side but thought that may lead to a confrontation in the morning so decided to just sleep on the floor. It was difficult with the filthy diaper attached to her rustling with every turn but she once again fell asleep.
She awoke to someone poking her. Looking up Wendy saw the child like villain, “change me,” she said.
“Can’t you change yourself?” Wendy said bitterly still waking her self up.
“I don’t need to, I have you. Now change me!”
Considering the consequences Wendy complied and once again had the Brat on the floor taking a wet nappy away and replacing it with a fresh clean one.
Wendy than went to change her own well used wet diaper.
“What do you think your doing?” Brat said watching her from the floor.
“Er changing my diaper, Miss?”
“Keep it on.” She said disinterested like she didn’t really care.
“Bu- can’t I-”
“For getting mouthy with me this morning. Keep it on.”
That was so unfair she only asked her question and it was right after getting woken up.
Wendy was in a foul mood when the doors all opened.
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