"HAHA PINKY WET THE BED~"
Helena woke Pinky by loudly mortifying him, shouting out his bedroom window
Pinky was stunned for a moment, in a daze. He figured out the humiliation he woke up to, instantly blushing red and cringing as he bolted upright, with a clenched jaw and arched back he looked wide eyed at his half sister. Helena was shouting to god knows who. Cheering like she just won tickets. She already yanked his blanket from him, waving it like a flag, motioning at the giant wet blotch.
She took her sweet time dancing around the room, and Pinky was too stunned to do anything until he heard familiar laughter outside, then he jumped out of bed. That's right, he reminded himself. The schoolbus stopped right in front of his house. Everything about his life, when he had calm moments to mope about it, seemed designed to make everything worse. The windows of all the rooms he got spanked in, the paths along the property line of his home, the family he had; Everything was always the worst they could be.
But he had started days off worse. He was only incredibly humiliated.
"Helena! Helena please!"
Then his mom walked in.
"Pinky! You take those clothes off right now, and your bed sheets!"
"AAAAWWWW!" His schoolmates waiting for the bus and his sister Helena all mocked the trouble Pinky found himself in.
"I'm going to have to start diapering you huh!" His mother scolded him as he stripped. He knew not to disobey, or he'd be naked anyway, but he couldn't hide his feelings, and winced as he moved. He looked up out his windows. He had a corner room of the house, with large windows he wasn't allowed to close. Yesterday they allowed him to close his blinds, but it didn't matter, everyone heard everything. Then it mattered and he was suddenly more humiliated because his mom opened the blinds on both walls, one to his right and the other right across the foot of his bed. A pair of cute emo girls, Freya and Phoebe, smiled unblinkingly at him so he faced a corner of his room and took his urine soaked pajama sweatpants off, knowing that 2 girls he obsessed over could once again witness a mortifying moment, looking unobstructed at his bare bottom as he undressed in front of his vocal mother.
The other 2 walls of his room each had a door and both were open. The one behind his bed connected a family room that also had 2 doors, so everyone definitely heard his mom threatening to diaper him.
"Hurry on then! Drop the clothes and bed sheets you peed into the laundry! Chop chop!" Pinky's mom shouted in his face then spanked him once and he jumped to bringing the basket to the basement.
"Yes, mom! Okay, oh! Ah! OW!" Pinky kept flinching as he tried to do as instructed.
He tossed everything then ran back upstairs and dressed. Distressed, he darted his eyes back out the window, wondering who could see him from down the street and how many people heard.
His house was on sunken ground on a massive hill, with plateaus of roads and houses forming massive stretches, and his room was first level, so he hated it when his family disallowed any privacy. People walking to parks or malls or wherever could just glance into any of the rooms on the first floor and sometimes see Pinky getting spanked, or diapered, or failing somehow. Even when no one could see, it was never a secret. His 5 sisters taunted him openly and would tell everyone everything about him, especially turning any crush against him.
He finally made it. Only a few kids were still out waiting for the bus! As soon as,she saw him step outside, his brattiest sister, Helena pointed at him and continued shouting.
"Pinky wet the bed! Pinky wet the bed! He peed his pants! The baby peed his blanky! Ha ha!" She jumped up and down.
"Ooghe, no shush! Oh, please! Please please, oh this is embarrassing I'm begging you sister stop. Stop! Urrggh!" He held his head and glanced around at everyone as she kept cheering.
"Pinky is a bed wetter! Pinky is a bed wetter! Ha, haha, ha ha!" Helena was the loudest.
His sisters all wouldn't shut up about it. Every time a neighbor walked by, be it a cute college girl walking her dog or a student arriving to wait for the bus, Helena cheerfully chirped. Nodding enthusiastically when anyone asks if she saw the stain firsthand. Of course some jokes about his tiny pee pee.
The wait was agonizing. Finally the bus arrived. It was full as usual, the bus route always picked him up or dropped him off at the 2nd to last stop.
"Pinky PEED HIS BED LAST NIGHT! MY BROTHER WETS THE BED! HE STILL PEES IN HIS SLEEP!" Helena announced loud enough to be heard several blocks away while jumping rapidly and pointing at her cringing brother. Her happiness was palpable, from her shining face to shouting merrily at the open windows along the broadside of the bus, now full of wide smiling faces.
Just before Pinky got in line, his mother stepped outside to shout at him, "Don't you dare think you're not getting spanked when you get back home!"