The Diaper Sissy Story-Part 3

Parts 1 and 2 can be found here: http://www.reddit.com/r/ABDL/comments/mvyq1/the_diaper_sissy_storyparts_1_and_2_of_17/
Part 3 I sat through the beginning of class sweating with nervousness, 
staring at the diaper still sitting on Mrs. Jenkins desk. When one of 
the students asked Mrs. Jenkins what it was doing there she replied 
"apparently, we have a little baby girl in this class parading around as a boy" and gave me a smirk. After she said this Brandy leaned forward and whispered "we certainly 
do, don't we Tommy!" Only a few kids caught it, but didn't understand 
as I sat there beat red squirming in my seat. I began to sweat more 
and more as recess neared, but worse was the fact that I started to 
feel my bladder growing heavy. Not wanting to draw any more attention to myself, I waited until 
class ended and then bolted out of my seat to head to the bathroom. As I 
did, Brandy stuck out her foot and tripped me, sending me sprawling to 
the floor. "Mustn't run Tommy" Mrs. Jenkins scolded as the other kids 
laughed and I picked myself up. As we all filed out of the classroom I 
tried to push in front of the other kids so I could get to the 
bathroom, but as I did I felt someone holding me by the back belt loop 
of my pants. I looked back and saw Brandy. "Mustn't run Tommy," she said. Not 
wanting to make a scene right there in the class room I just looked 
ahead and let her guide me down the hall to my next class
by my belt loop. Brandy and her friends led me at a glacial pace. I thought about telling them about how badly I needed to pee but Brandy and her friends were too cruel. If I told them they’d probably walk slower. With the pressure building in my bladder we walked down the hall to my next class: gym. I hated gym. Brandy finally had to let me go so I could get changed in the boys locker room, but I was already late from the slow walk. “HURRY UP AND GET CHANGED!!” barked Coach Sanders. I almost wet myself with fright as I scurried out of the locker room as fast as I could and headed outside. But in my rush I had forgotten to use the bathroom.
When I was outside Brandy and her friends found me immediately. She grabbed my waist band and didn't let go, guiding me 
towards the far end of the football field under the bleachers with Sandy and Tara walking on 
either side of me. I started to struggle when Brandy grabbed me by the 
shoulder and said "I can give you your spanking right here in front of 
the whole school or we can go back behind the fence, it's up to you." I looked around and saw all the gym classes were outside today, including the underclassmen gym periods.
I stopped struggling and she continued to guide me towards the back of the bleachers while her friends giggled, to which she responded 
"that's what I thought wimp." The fact that I didn't try to stop her 
made me feel like she already had an edge – it was like admitting that 
I was scared of her. I decided to keep walking anyway. I figured that 
regardless of how it turned out, it was better not to draw any 
attention. Brandy continued to taunt me as she marched me back to the fence, 
telling me how proud she was of me for keeping my panties dry all 
morning and how if I took my spanking like a big girl with no crying 
she might not have to put a diaper on me. I wanted to say something 
back, but decided it was better to wait until we were behind the 
fence. I was just grateful that this was going to happen in private. As soon as we were behind the fence, Brandy reached in front of me and 
began to pull my pants down. I pushed her hand away and tried to pull 
away from her, but couldn't budge as she continued to hold on to my shorts. "Uh, oh. Looks like I've got a naughty baby on my hands." 
Brandy grabbed my wrist and began to twist it, letting go of my pants. 
Before I knew what happened I was down on my knees with my face 
pressed in the dirt. Brandy stood above me laughing. "Eat it piggy." 
"Fuck you!" I shouted, but then she turned my wrist so hard I thought 
it would break. "OK, OK!" I cried, and then I opened my mouth and 
started eating the dirt. Sandy and Tara laughed loudly, calling me a 
pathetic wimp and occasionally slapping me on my upturned ass as I ate 
the dirt. I was near tears and totally mortified as Brandy continued to put the 
pressure on my wrist, but I still had hope that if she just let me up 
and fought fair I could take her. "This isn't fair," I half shouted, 
half whimpered. "You didn't give me a fair chance." "Aww, baby doesn't 
like playing piggy? OK baby." And with that she let me up. "We can 
fight fair, but just remember, no tears or it's Pampers for you." As I 
got up I wiped myself off and spit the dirt from my mouth. I had 
practically started crying already, so I decided I had to act quickly 
and keep her from getting the upper hand again. When I thought she wasn't looking I lunged at her head first to try to 
take her down. It caught her off-guard, but I was surprised when she 
hardly budged. She caught my head in a headlock under her right arm 
and with her other hand reached over my back and grabbed hold of my 
underwear, yanking it up so hard I heard it tear. “Whitey tighties!!!” Tara shrieked. “You might as well be wearing panties!” I heard her friends laugh as I struggled to get away and then felt Brandy
hit me hard in the stomach about 5 times, so fast I couldn't even 
block her. The blows knocked the wind out of me and I almost lost 
control of my bladder right then, but somehow I held on. Then she 
wrapped her arms around my chest and picked me up off my feet, hurling 
me to the ground. She looked down at me laughing as I laid on the ground with tears 
clearly brimming in my eyes. "Uh, oh. You aren't going to cry now, are 
you baby? I thought you said you weren't a pussy like Vincent?" I 
hadn't quite caught my breath yet, but I got up and charged at Brandy 
again, this time grabbing for her hair. I knew it was a girly thing to 
do, but I was willing to do anything not to lose at this point. I was glad to see it hurt her, but it also made her mad. "I should've 
known you'd fight like a sissy," she said as she grabbed my wrists. 
She squeezed my wrists really hard and then kicked me between the 
legs. The pain was unbelievable and I immediately let go, putting my 
hands down to my crotch. As I did this, Brandy started punching me 
hard in the face. I didn't defend myself at all and after three 
punches I was on the ground sobbing like a baby. Brandy was 
immediately on top of me and was ready to continue the beating when Tara grabbed her and told her to stop. "Don't hit his face! You don't 
want to get in trouble again, do you?" Brandy stopped punching me and then stood up, grabbing me by the hair 
and pulling me up with her. Then before I could react she bent down, 
grabbing me between the legs and hoisting me up onto her shoulders. I 
couldn't believe she could actually pick me up like that and felt so 
helpless as she lifted me up high in the air. I pleaded with her to 
let me down. "Do you give up?" she asked. "Yes, you win." "Are you 
more of a pussy than Vincent?" I hesitated and she started spinning me 
around. "Yes, yes, I'm
more of a pussy than Vincent." "And are you going to be a good girl 
while I give you your spanking?" "Yes," I replied meekly. I was completely mortified as I laid across 
her shoulders crying, realizing that I had just gotten my ass kicked 
by a girl and that I had just agreed to let her spank me. Part 4 The pressure in my bladder was building. “Bend over bitch,” Brandy demanded. Sheepishly, I bent over as she violently ripped my gym shorts down to my ankles. “Oh God not now” I thought as I began to wet myself partly in fear of the spanking and desperation. Brandy realized my wet spot too, laughing and pointing to my crotch. "Uh, oh. Maybe we better hold off on that spanking till we’ve 
got you snug in your Pampers, hey champ?" Brandy kneeled down next to 
me and started to unzip her backpack. I immediately tried to stand up, 
but Brandy spanked me hard and pushed me back down. "Behave 
yourself young lady!" She grabbed my arm and squeezed so hard I started crying all 
over again. Through my tears I pleaded with her not to put a diaper on 
me. She thought about it for a second and then set her bag back down. "OK, if that’s the way you want it." she said as she pulled up my gym. After saying this she put her hand just above my crotch and pressed down hard, immediately causing 
me to lose complete control of my bladder and soak my pants. The warm pee trickled down my leg, I’d never had such a horrible, embarrassing situation in my life. I knew she was too much of sadist to let my go. Brandy kicked the back of knee and I fell over. She and her two friends looked down at me laughing while I laid on 
the ground crying in my wet pants. "No, she doesn’t need a diaper, 
she’s a big girl," Brandy said mockingly. "Suck your thumb baby," 
Brandy demanded. When I didn’t she kicked me hard in the side. "I said 
suck your thumb you little panty peeing wimp!" Obediently, I put my 
thumb in my mouth and tried to look away. "I want you to lay here in 
your wet panties sucking your thumb for the rest of gym class. I’m going 
to come back here to check on you, and if you don’t have that thumb in 
your mouth like a good girl I’m going to get one of the freshmen to come back here and kick your ass!" Brandy spit a 
big loogey on me while Sandy and Tara laughed and then the three of 
them walked away. I just laid there behind the fence sucking my thumb 
and crying, completely humiliated by what had just happened, trying to air out my soaked gym shorts.