The Sisters' Plot 2

By JC6

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Jon had to resist the urge to rub his diapered bottom as his sisters led him downstairs and towards the door to the backyard. His behind was stinging something awful, and while the powder had calmed the burn somewhat, the puffy diaper was hot and irritating on his sensitive, spanked skin.

Sally smirked seeing her brother's hands hover over his diapered backside. "Awww, does Jonny's little bum-bum hurt?" she asked with a giggle. "I bet it does after how hard mom whacked you," she said laughing.

Jon opened his mouth to retort but was cut off by his eldest sister, Bethany. "Be very careful with what you are about to say young man," she said her face serious. "Any sass or disrespect, and we'll add to the burn on that butt of yours, understood?"

"Yes ma'am," Jon mumbled blushing.

"Ma'am, I like that," Bethany said satisfied and led Jon outside.

"Uh...Beth, I...um...I don't have any clothes on!" he stammered trying to cover himself as the morning sun hit his bare chest.

"Nonsense" his sister replied gently shoving him out further into the yard. "You have your diaper on, which is all a naughty little bed-wetting baby needs," she said. "Now, get your little butt over to the sandbox and start playing before I find a switch for your behind."

Reluctantly Jon obeyed and knelt down in the old sandbox wondering what the heck to do. He sighed when Sally handed him a little pink plastic bucket and shovel. "Now you can build sand castles, little one," she said with a grin.

Jon took a look at Sally's face as he took the bucket. It was clear she was looking for him to argue. It would be just the excuse she needed to spank him. He wasn't going to let that happen. Trying to ignore his chuckling siblings, he started to play in the sand.

"Whoa, uh, is that, uh, Jon?" a new voice said from behind him as he was putting the last sand turret onto his castle. Jon looked around blushing and saw it was their next door neighbor, Ms. McCarty. Jon had a huge crush on her and had ever since he had began to notice that the fairer sex didn't have cooties but did have breasts.

Bethany nodded. "It sure is, Ms. McCarty. Our little brother can't be trusted to not pee on himself so we've solved the problem by putting him in diapers," she told their buxom neighbor. Bethany liked Ms. McCarty. She envied her sense of style, her knock out figure, and her deep red, curly hair. The rumors were that Ms. McCarty was a cougar with a capital C, but Beth had known her for years, and it was the curvaceous redhead that had taught her how to choose fashionable clothes and how to apply makeup.

" I've told you Beth, call me Vivian," the attractive 30-something said. "So young man, you've been having some accidents have you?"

Jon wanted the ground to swallow him up but no such luck. "Um, yeah, uh, I mean, yes, ma'am," he stammered.

"He's wet his bed the last 5 nights," Sally said with satisfaction, "So today momma spanked his little bottom and diapered him all up. He's really our little brother now," she said covering a laugh with one of her small hands.

Vivian chuckled, "Well, he sure is just as cute as he can be. Just like the baby I've never had. Alright girls you have fun. I've got to go talk to your mother. Stay cute, little Jonny," she said bending down to pinch the preteen's cheek gently. The girls laughed as Vivian sashayed away towards the house.

Jon sighed and added the final bucket of sand to his castle. "I'm done. Can I go inside now?" he asked.

Bethany shook her head. "Soon, but I have to check your diaper first. We need to see if it's time to change you."

Jon flushed angrily. "No, my diaper is fine," he said smacking his sister's hands away from the plastic tabs. "It's stupid I even have to wear it. I don't need to be changed! OWW!" he yelped as Beth's hand smacked sharply against his bare thigh.

"No, what you need is to watch your attitude, young man," she said taking her brother by the ear and marching him towards their old swing set. "I told you what would happen if you didn't behave."

Jon cringed and tried to pull away from his sister but it hurt his ear too much. Sally was laughing happily as she followed along. "A spanking! A spanking on your bare bottom little Jonny!" she said teasingly enjoying every minute of her brother's predicament.

"Lay over the swing," Bethany commanded letting go of Jon's ear. "I want your hands and feet on the ground and that sassy bottom of yours stuck up in the air. NOW!" she shouted causing Jon to jump and practically fall over the swing.

Sally giggled again and reached over to unfasten Jon's diaper causing it to fall open to expose his bottom, which still bore a few marks as evidence of his earlier hair-brushing.

"Sally," Beth said, "you're left handed. How about you come over this side and spank his left cheek. I'll tan the right."

The petite blonde grinned and took up a position across from her sister. "Three...two...one...go!" she called out and both girls landed hard spanks on their respective cheeks at the same time. "One...two..spank! One...two...spank!" she kept calling out as spank after synchronized spank re-warmed Jonny's bouncing bottom cheeks.

For his part, all Jon could do was sniffle and swing back-and-forth slightly under the relentless onslaught of his sisters' spanking hands.

It wasn't until they were interrupted that the girls stopped. "I think he's had enough girls," Ms. McCarty said. "I need to borrow him for a while for some chores around my house, and your mom wants you inside to finish yours."

The girls sighed but were not about to argue. They walked inside with triumphant grins on their faces.

Vivian helped Jon stand up and led him towards her house her hand gently rubbing his red bottom.

(The End)