After stealing the lithium Dichlorate and also acquiring a selection of other drugs and supplies whilst she was there, Ellie made her way back home at once. It was a dark walk home, and once she got back she snuck in through the back door, tentatively pushing down the handle and sneaking in.
Jack was in the garage working out and her mother had already gone to bed, so nobody noticed her leaving, let alone her arrival.
"Get ready for a taste of your own medicine, Jack." She giggled to herself, pouring a small sample of the drug into his water bottle. Jack loved to exercise, so she knew he would drink it readily after he had finished whatever exercise he was doing in the garage.
With this in mind, and with her plan already in place, she headed up to bed.
Ellie hadn't realised that she had wet herself on the way back, and so peeled off her soggy pull-up and tossed it in her pail. She wiped her crotch and then stuck on a new one, enjoying the feeling of the fresh, crispness of it against her skin. Ellie didn't remember when she fell asleep, but it was a deep and content one with dreams filled with revenge.
*
When morning came, Ellie rose a little earlier than normal. She had to catch her brother in the act, and knew that he didn't like getting up until late. She crept quietly around the corner outside her room, quickly unlatched and opened his door and snuck up to him. He was lying spread eagle on his back, snoring like a chainsaw. But what would really matter... was what was going on underneath the blanket.
Ellie tore back the blanket, and before she even had a chance to check whether the evidence was there or not, she brought up her phone and started taking pictures of her brother in nothing but his boxer shorts. And much to her delight, they were soaking wet. The room was filled with the scent of his piss.
"What," Jack said, bleary eyed as he sat up, confused. "What're you doing in here, diaper baby?" He said with a little chuckle, until he looked down at his crotch and saw the dark, wet stain that had spread out over his duvet and into the mattress beneath him.
"No, no, no, Jack. I think you're the baby here." Ellie laughed as she took more pictures of him in his confused state. "And if you try anything, or don't do what I tell you, these pictures are going up on Facebook for all your friends to see, understand?"
Jack was lost for words and then went to reach for Ellie's phone. She snatched it away.
"You ever heard of the cloud, Jack?" These pictures are already somewhere that you can't possibly get to them. So don't even try smashing my phone. That's a definite one way ticket to your newest photo shoot going public."
He stayed there stuttering for a little while. Ellie was stony faced on the outside, but was holding a parade on the inside. She'd actually got him! There was nothing he could do to her. He was putty in her hands and he knew it!
"You bitch." He growled at her with genuine hate in his eyes.
"Now, Jack," she tutted at him like he was a child. "language like that won't do whilst you're in my care. Now get these sheets put in the wash. Mom's already gone out for the day with Aunty Steph. So you and I have the whole day to play together!"
Jack sat there for a moment or two, dumbfounded. Somehow, within a single minute, he had gone from being the alpha male in this house, to the bottom of the food chain. He watched Ellie as she sauntered out of the room with a slinky move of her hips as she went.
Should he have just smashed her phone anyway? He wasn't sure. He could easily get pictures of Ellie in her wet pull ups, but she probably wouldn't be threatened by it like Jack. She didn't lean on friends as much as he did. He was a strong guy. Confident and attractive. And he was at the top of a very delicate social ladder. A picture of him in a pissy wet bed would very quickly destroy his reputation. So he'd have to bite the bullet, and do anything his sister told him to.
Reluctantly, and still unsure of just how much bladder control he had now, Jack stripped his bedsheets and put them in the wash. After that he had a shower and returned to his room to find Ellie sat there looking smug.
"There we go, Jacky." Ellie said in a babyish voice. "Does Jacky feel better now after his shower?"
Jack looked at her scornfully.
"Cut it out, Ellie."
"No, no, Jacky. That's not how babies speak to their mommies, is it?" She tutted with a wag of her finger. "Now, come over here and lie down on your bed..." Ellie demanded. "...naked."
"Fuck you." Jack spat. "There's no way that's going to happen." But when Ellie showed him the picture of him looking scared and confused in a pissy wet bed, he reconsidered his approach.
"Fine..." He growled. He peeled off his towel and let it drop to the floor and then covered his crotch with his hands. "...this is fucked up, Ellie."
Ellie slapped his hands, which in turn knocked his balls.
"Babies do not speak like that to their mommies." She said monotonously. "And besides, Jack. You hurt me so much yesterday, and made me feel so scared and embarrassed, that I thought I'd better show you who the real baby is in this house. And from what I can tell..." She smiled slyly as she showed him and adult diaper she'd picked up from the chemist last night. "...the only baby here is you."
Jack went to argue, but he didn't have a foot to stand on. He had to keep Ellie sweet and make sure she didn't disperse that photo, at least until such a time he came up with a plan to get her back.
"Now lie on your back and stop covering up your baby bits. You don't need to be afraid, mommy has seen it all before."
Jack was genuinely scared. He had clearly upset his sister to such a point that she was hell bent on exacting a perfect, full on revenge on him.
As he was lost in his thoughts, Ellie slapped his hands, and he naturally drew them away, exposing his manhood to her. Ellie looked on in awe. Sure it was her brother, but she had never seen another boys bits before. She looked at them curiously.
"Right then, little Jacky." She said as she stared to unfold the crisp, white diaper. She loved the feel of it in her hands. Despite having no choice about wearing her pull-ups, she did enjoy the feeling of padding against her butt and crotch. It made her feel well protected.
Without waiting for any say so, Ellie immediately slid the opened diaper underneath her brother's butt and wrapped it up over his crotch.
Jack eyed her dangerously as she did so, he was desperately trying to figure out how to get himself out of this position.
Ellie did up the tapes on either side and gave the front of his diaper a little tap, making him jump.
"There we go, Jacky." Ellie said triumphantly as she brought up her phone and took another set of pictures of him. "Now you're a baby as well as a bed wetter!"
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