{"loaderData":{"4":{"story":{"id":"33cf009c-390f-4ac5-b6d2-4bbfd1cef6f1","seriesId":"931bc321-e3a4-4cf3-9416-a9f6c54c9bee","seriesName":"Hurting Heather","currentUserId":"00000000-0000-0000-0000-000000000000","added":"2021-09-17T21:37:41.261Z","title":"Heather's Thanksgiving Disaster","slug":"heathers-thanksgiving-disaster","shortId":"aHeehkja","authorNote":null,"disclaimer":null,"type":"Novella","paidUrl":null,"synopsis":"It's Thanksgiving and Heather Gets a lot of spankings.","partCount":2,"parts":[{"partId":"27da55f1-b6ea-464a-b3aa-db1596e69b55","title":null,"summary":"It was Thanksgiving. Dread filled Heather the moment she opened her eyes, waking to a slap. Last Chr","wordCount":566,"readTime":3,"number":1,"state":"Published"},{"partId":"01b8e96f-dfc7-4c63-9e03-c9b249a05681","title":null,"summary":"Heather froze as soon as she walked around the corner, for a brief second that felt like serious min","wordCount":763,"readTime":4,"number":2,"state":"Published"}],"currentPart":1,"contentTitle":"Chapter 1","content":"

It was Thanksgiving. Dread filled Heather the moment she opened her eyes, waking to a slap. Last Christmas she was given humiliating gifts, like diapers. She hadn't seen extended family in almost a year, and she wasn't looking forward to facing them again. She knew her younger sister would probably brag about having given her a spanking twice over the last several months, on each girl's birthday. Heather's birthday spanking was a real deal every year, and her sister told their mom that for her own birthday, she wanted to give Heather a hell of a spanking. That was a few weeks ago but she still thought about it every night.

\"Diaper girl, did you wet the bed again? You'll get SPANKED if you did!\" Annie loved bullying her older sister and like clockwork every morning that week spoke those 2 sentences as she yanked Heather's blanket from the bed then undiapered her.

\"No..\" Heather answered, knowing she was getting it worse than usual, since Annie only slapped her when their parents weren't home, and thus was less restrained.

\"Better not have, not only would you not get a spanking if you didn't pee yourself, you won't have to wear diapers anymore!\" She smiled brightly at the sad girl laying down at her mercy.

\"You should be happy! I'm proud of you, little brat. You're improving. Last Sunday. Well you remember. And now you can go a full week without wetting the bed!\" Heather hated every moment of Annie shouting carelessly about her mortifying status. Annie put a hand on Heather's belly and knew she was reminded of their mother denying Heather permission to use the bathroom for an entire day. The 3 were shopping, leading to an episode in the car; Heather ended up peeing her jeans while being spanked by a major road with all sorts of shopping centers and residences around.

Annie tossed Heather's still clean diaper in the trash and pulled some immature panties from her pocket, teasing Heather as she held it by it bottom point.

\"Come get them just before you dress for school. Breakfast first.\"

Heather knew this meant she was going to eat naked and standing. Her sister never gave her a chair when she didn't give her clothes. She suffered through thinking back on the mortifying predicament where people walking, driving and riding anywhere they were going could have a long, casual look at a very recognizable neighbor who was often forced to tag along outside. She inhaled and tried to block the vivid memories of each face and car that places now burned into her mind like a few portraits, and most of all the pain that seared her bottom.

She hated that she got so many spankings. She knew she would probably get spanked her whole life and that everyone who saw her knew she got spanked and was constantly peeing her pants.

She wanted to get as few spanmings as possible, and strive for the closest thing to dignity she couls ever find. She had many fantasies of being accepted and even admired, but resigned herself to her fate, only hoping to do her best to be a good girl, to one day be generally tolerated and safe from constant slaps on her butt and teasing.

She breathed shary for a bit as she prayed and walked into the hallway and turned to her kitchen, where she squeaked and instantly leaped back behind the wall.

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