    A Sister's Revenge

    Kevin Barrett was 9 years old. He was quite short for his age and
    weighed not an ounce over 60 lbs. He had "dirty blonde" hair and blue
    eyes and light skin. He was a pretty quiet kid and he didn't talk much.
    But he was very good at eavesdropping.

    One day during the summer he overheard his older sister, Phoebe, who
    was 17, talking on the phone with a friend. They were talking about
    some party they were invited to, but both of their parents had said no,
    so they were going to sneak out and go to the party. Kevin went and
    told his parents about 45 minutes after Phoebe had left. Mr. and Mrs.
    Barrett got the parents of the other kids who snuck out and they all
    busted their kids and took them home. Phoebe's punishment wasn't all
    that bad. Their parents were going on a vacation for 10 days and Phoebe
    was required to take care of Kevin and she wouldn't be paid for it. But
    Phoebe didn't mind. She had her own plans for Kevin.

    When Kevin awoke on Friday morning his parents had already left. He
    went downstairs and found a big surprise: Phoebe had made him a big
    breakfast(full of fiber, but Kevin didn't know that, or what it meant).
    When he finished, the doorbell rang. It was Phoebe's best friends.

    "Kevin, these are my friends Andrea, Stacey, and Rose. They'll be
    helping me take care of you," said Phoebe. They all treated him like a
    baby, which he hated, and they played all sorts of those baby games
    with him, which he hated more. They set out his old baby playpen for
    him to sit in and they played some more dumb baby games. But then
    Phoebe whispered something to her friend Andrea, who then whispered it
    to the others. They all giggled. Then, they all began to tickle poor
    Kevin, who was now only in his briefs and a T-shirt. But for Kevin,
    tickling seems to make him very gassy and loosen his bowels. Kevin
    tried to hold it in, but soon, it was just too much to handle. Some
    poop began to make its way out of Kevin's body and into his briefs. A
    big log landed in his briefs and stained the backside of them. Phoebe
    then asked, "Stacey, did you bring what I told you to bring?"

    "Yup," answered Stacey as she reached into her back pack and pulled out
    a package. The four teenagers pulled Kevin's soiled briefs off and went
    into the next room, leaving him half naked in his playpen. They
    returned moments later with a small youth sized diaper and put it on
    him. "Hey!" he exclaimed as they put the diaper on him, "Why is there
    poo in this thing?"

    "To teach you not to mess yourself," replied Rose sarcastically, "You
    need to be potty trained." They put him back in his playpen and began
    to tickle him some more as he attempted to get away from them, to no
    avail. Soon enough, the girls became tired of this game and made him
    take a nap.

    Kevin awoke around dinner time. Two of the girls lifted him into his
    old highchair as Phoebe and the third girl prepared his dinner. He was
    given some solid foods, but also some Gerber prunes and laxative-type
    things. The four girls had also set up his old crib while he napped,
    and sent him to bed.

    Kevin awoke at around one in the morning, needing to pee REALLY bad.
    "Phoebe!" he yelled, "I need to pee really bad! Will you let me out of
    this crib, please?!"

    But Phoebe yelled back a no, telling him that he had to use his diaper.
    So he let it all into the diaper. His bladder had more pee in it than
    he had thought. His diaper became very big. Then he went back to sleep.

    He awoke around 8:30 the next morning. His diaper, he could tell, had
    been pooped in a lot while he was sleeping, and it was getting heavy.
    It stunk, too. Phoebe and her friends, who showed up about an hour
    earlier, came and got him out of his crib. They sat him on the ground
    and Rose pulled out a baby shirt she took from her little brother's
    room and then put it on Kevin. They carried him downstairs and put him
    in his highchair. Breakfast was another high fiber one and Phoebe fed
    him a full jar of prunes. Overall, it was disgusting.

    He was then put in his playpen and forced to finish off tons of bottles
    while watching some baby shows on Disney, Nick Jr., and a few other
    stations. For him, it was absolute hell. He found Dora the Explorer,
    Arthur, and all the other shows to be deathly stupid. But as he watched
    these dumb shows, Andrea snuck up behind him and surprised him with a
    tickle attack with the inevitable results. A large lump the size of a
    small potato appeared in his diaper. The slimy mess moved from the full
    rear towards the front of his diaper as more oozed out of his butt
    cheeks, causing his diaper to sag a little bit. All four of the girls
    laughed hysterically and went back to watching him sit through the
    torture until it was his bedtime.

    The next morning, which was Sunday morning, Phoebe lifted Kevin out of
    the crib and began to carry him downstairs. Judging by the VERY stinky,
    heavy, and saggy diaper, he had emptied his very full bowels numerous
    time during the night. "I'll just put you in your playpen while I make
    breakfast, then we'll get ready for church. Oh, and we won't be going
    to a church near here, don't worry. If one of mom's friends sees, I'll
    get in huge trouble." She set him down in the playpen and stuck a
    pacifier in his mouth. "Don't say a word."

    As he sat in the playpen, he felt the sudden urge to pee and poop. He
    had was becoming desperate. Knowing he wouldn't be allowed to use the
    toilet, he let the warm urine and gooey feces into his already heavily
    soiled and sagging diaper. Kevin fell onto his bottom and the sides of
    his diaper split, spilling it's contents onto the floor of the playpen,
    Kevin landing in it. He started to cry and scream. Phoebe ran into the
    room and picked up the disgustingly covered in waste Kevin. "Let's get
    wittle Kevy-Wevy into the baff and cweaned up!" she said.

    More to come...