Jinny was on the brink of forfeiting the bet; she even considered using her authority to cancel the arrangement entirely. However, that would prove nothing to Brie; only that she was either a meanie, or a chicken. For the moment, Jinny couldn’t come up with a decent argument; or at least, not one to avoid wearing a diaper. Moreover, she reasoned that this might actually present new ways to antagonize her caretaker.
“Alright, fine.” Jinny rolled her eyes. “Let’s get this over with.”
With a grin of smug victory, Brie stood in front the older girl. “Here ya go.” She said mockingly.
Jinny hesitated, taking a few seconds to understand the implication. Brie intended her to put on her own diaper. Jinny smirked. “How am I supposed to do that? I’m just a baby; babies don’t know how to change their diapers.”