Mom left the room. You moped about for a couple minutes before leaving for the living room to watch some TV. You hoped a funny show might help you take your mind off this unfair punishment.
Your siblings Lucy and Brandon were there, lazing around. Lucy was wearing a pair of black panties and a matching bra, while Brandon wore a gray pair of briefs. They were watching a Coed Mixed Martial Arts battle between a tough lady using Krav Maga techniques to repeatedly strike a man in the groin.
"Aw man, I wish I were that fast. Those are some quick elbows she's got there." Lucy said, gazing at the screen.
"Hey guys, what's going on?" You said crawling to the foot of the sofa.
"Just watching some quality fights... Ooh, did mom put you in the Shock Diaper again?" Brandon said.
You sighed.
"Yeah, and it's totally unfair." You said.
"Aw, what happened, little sis?" Lucy said.
She hoisted you up with her strong, muscular arms and sat your thickly padded butt of her lap.
"I... I'd rather not go into it, okay?" You said.
You rested your head on Lucy's chest and tried to relax.
"So, who's in this fight?" You said, as the man on TV head-butted his female opponent.
You didn't follow mixed fighting the way Lucy and Brandon did, so you had no idea what was going on.
"It's Slugger Smith vs. Veronica Diablo. Veronica's been on a losing streak, but Slugger was injured pretty badly in his last fight where he got sent to the hospital after he got kicked in the stomach and shat blood in his trunks and isn't quite up to 100% again." Lucy explained.
"Cool." You said.
Lucy gently stroked your hair like you were some kind of pet. You didn't mind, you actually found it rather comforting. You stared at the TV as if hypnotized as the woman, Veronica Diablo, gave her opponent an elbow to the face and made him spit up blood.
You sat there snuggled up to your big sister enjoying a somewhat depraved bloodsport when Mom came in. On sight, she used the shock diaper to give you a zap.
"AIEEE!" You screamed as the electricity burned through your soft, young flesh.
You fell out of Lucy's lap onto the floor below.
"Hey, what was that for?" Lucy said, coming to your defense as you twitched and moaned from the shock.
"She's on punishment, Lucy. No point if I don't punish her, right?" Mom said, matter-of-factly.
Mom plopped down on the couch right between Brandon and Lucy, and softly kicked you aside.
"You're being a real jerk..." You whined to your mother.
Mom glared at you like a filthy insect.
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