This story is a fiction and none of these characters exist in real life. I don't support treating other people badly, this is just for a story. This story contains extreme methods of humiliation including diapers, scat and mind control. If you are not into that, I reccomend you to read something else. Otherwise, I hope you enjoy the story!
My name is Sebastian, I am 21 years of age and I still live at home with my dad and my stepmother. We live in a 70's house in a safe suburb area. I have finished school and am now trying to figure out what I want to do next. My father want me to go to university or at least get a job but I am still trying to figure out what I want to do and the jobs I can get won't pay me enough with my degree. Right now it feels nice being at home and I have plenty of time playing video games, while my old friends are living cheap and struggling at work the whole days. I don't complain except that my stepmother really seems to be bothered that we share space, she has never liked me and I have never liked her either. My dad is fine by me living there, as long as I help out at home and usually I do my dishes and clean the basement area from time to time. The whole basement area I have for my self, I see no point in cleaning the upper floor, I rarely spend time up there anyways, except when I go to the toilet of course.
This weekend my dad will be out of town, he has a job where he travels a lot, even on the weekends. I will be alone with my stepmother which I don't look forward to. She always nags and has this annoyed look in her face, doesn't matter what I do. Her tone is bad towards me too. Her name is Anna, I believe she is two years older than my dad, so she might be 53 years of age. I guess she has a pretty normal look for her age, she doesn't look bad, she is not attractive either. She has medium long and black hair, and usually has lipstick on with a very distinct red colour. She works as an accountant in a small company, that might explain why she is so boring. Her daughter has never lived with us as long as my dad and Anna have been a couple, her daughter studies in university in another city. She often talks about her and compare her to me, which is not really fair, because she is older than me. I don't like my stepsister very much either, she tries too hard and it annoys me. I can tell that Emma looks down at me but I don't care. She thinks she is this popular and smart girl but she can go and fuck herself and her perfect life! She looks just like her mother, just a bit younger and I don't want to say it, but more sexy. If I give her something it's the fact she has a nice and a firm butt as well as two lovely pair of boobs. Anna's butt is bigger and her tits are a bit saggy too... disgusting!
Anyways, I have been in my room now for a while, playing video games. The time is now 6.30 p.m. and Anna has still not called me up for food. Do I have to do everything myself? I decided to go upstairs and ask her. I hate speaking to her but I asked her:
"What's for dinner?"
"What do you mean?" She replied, looking annoyed as usual.
"Well, I am hungry so what are you gonna make?" I asked once again.
"You are a grown up man, you can go and make your own food, I will just have some sandwishes myself and watch a film for the rest of the night, so you can figure it out." She said without caring about anyone but herself.
"Fine, then I will order a pizza, dad gave me some money before he left."
She went quite for a while and I was not gonna let her win over me. I know she doesn't like when my dad gives me money but I am his son. She looked irritated but she came to her senses.
"OK, I am sorry. You can go downstairs and play some more and I will tell you when the food is ready."
I could not believe that she said that. Even though I would prefer a pizza, saving those money and winning an argument over her was way more important. She did had a weird kind of look in her eyes though. I went downstairs and started playing games again.
After about 30 minutes I heard her calling from the upper floor that it was ready. Now I was really hungry.
"I have made you some beef stew, come and have a seat." She said and looked happy.
She sat down with me and watched me eat but wasn't eating herself. She told me that she already ate those sandwishes. For once she was actually polite and nice to me, maybe I have been wrong about her. She told me that I could eat as much as I wanted and that she really put a lot of effort into the food for me. She excused herself and left the kitchen. I heard in the background that it sounded like keys touching eachother but I didn't thing of it much more. She was gone for about 5 minutes and came back with a huge smile. I thought she was being kind but was still acting a bit strange. She sat back down, on the otherside of the table from me and watched me scoop up my second plate to eat. It was really tasty!
All of the sudden I felt a bit of a pain in my stomach. Maybe I was eating too fast or something. I don't know if she saw it on my facial expressions but she asked me:
"What is wrong? Wasn't it good?"
"Yeah it was but I don't know if I ate too fast, my stomach hurts."
Instead of showing sympathy she let out a small laugh which I found very strange. Now I felt the urge to go to the toilet, my stomach really started to have cramps now. I excused myself and started walking towards to toilet next to the kitchen. I started pulling but nothing happened, it was locked. The toilet never used to be locked. The cramps was getting worse so I went back to the kitchen and Anna was casually doing the dishes, singing for herself.
"Do you know why the bathroom is locked?"
She just kept cleaning the plates and she kept singing as I wasn't there.
"Hello?! Why is the toilet locked? I really need to use it!" I said in frustration. I wasn't sure for how long I was able to hold it in now.
Now she looked at me, with a smile on her face, saying:
"The toilet is open for those of us who pay rent in this house, do you pay rent?" She looked at me from head to toe and looking amused while asking me that.
"Come on! You can't do this. Where is the key?! I really need to go to the toilet."
"Nope, I won't tell you that. I have hidden it haha!" She said while she was giggling.
"I will call my dad, this is not cool! You're such a bitch!
"Woah, now you will definately not have it. And who do you think you dad will trust, you or me?" She said with a disgusting smile in her face. I wanted to punch her but I knew that would make everything worse.
"For those who are demanding and are not even paying rent, they get a beef steew spiced up with just a feeeeeeeewwww drops of laxitatives...OK, pretty much of it to be honest. And then they won't be able to use the toilet of course."
I could not believe she could do this to me, I was right the whole time, she is a bitch! I have never seen her this happy either, she really seemed to enjoy seeing me in this position. I had no other option, my dad always takes her side and she won't give me the key so I started to beg, I was really, really desperate right now.
"Please, I will do anything. You are right, I should pay, I am so sorry and I am sorry I called you a bitch. How can I pay you? Please, tell me!"
"Now it's too late, you lazy and cocky young man! You should have thought about that before. We can make a deal though..." She said with a sinister smile.
