“It’s going to be wet and windy tomorrow,” she said, watching the storm warning on the TV.

“Nothing you need worry about,” he replied, “You’ll be focussed on it being wet and windy inside.”

She looked at him in confusion, then recoiled as she saw what he held up.

“Since you won’t be going out in the storm we can get on with your punishment,” he said, putting the diaper and laxatives beside her. “Now, let’s get you out of those nasty adult clothes.”