Jessie gazed down on her humbled foe.
The next move was to reach into her bag.
Jessie pulled out a bottle filled with milk.
"Can little Misty say milmil?"
Misty didn't miss a beat, she could completely accept that the humilation was some of the best part of this game.
"Bub Bub want MilMil!" Misty lisped as she crawled closer to her mummy.
"Who's a clever girl?' Jessie wanted to milk the scenario for all it's worth.
"Is MisMis a clever little girl?" Jessie could go on forever with this.
"MisMis is a clever girl, MisMis wants her bottle!" Misty was so eager to suck something.
Jessie began to cradle the pathetic girl. She teased Misty with the bottle at her mouth pulling it away a couple of times to tease her former rival before placing it in Misty's mouth.
Little to Misty's knowledge the milk she was desperately sucking down was laced a laxative that would forever destroy her bowel control the drug had a quick effect time from ingestion. It wasn't until she had finished the bottle that she felt her stomach rumble.
Some semblance of the old Misty came flooding back as suddenly she began to fight to get the control back.
"Rree! What is going on?" Misty groaned holding her sides.
"Isn't it obvious bubby? You're shitting yourself!"
"Oh no, I can't! I can'teee". Misty was fighting back again this was it. Jessie was hoping there would be some fight left in Misty so that the destruction of her bowels would hurt the remainders of what was left of the water trainer.
Misty thoughts raced as she fought to not soil herself. But it was a losing battle and it started to seep out.
Thu Dec 21 16:17:37 2017