This choice: Oh, I know! I'll "help her out" but at a cost." • Go Back...Chapter #5Starting a change by: Unknown You return to normal solid form and knock on the bathroom door.
"Kinda busy here cheeseball. I know you're wanting your morningly dose of feeling small and pathetic, so just wait and I'll be out in a second to give it to you, 'k?" Lisa says from behind the door.
"Um..." You stutter, not quite sure what to say, "I--I know you just peed and pooped yourself when you were asleep!"
"Yeah? So? Everybody poops and pees. 'Snot like I did it on your bed, so what's your beef?"
"Whuh? Um, well, um, you..." You are stumped again. "Well, I'm gonna tell mom all about what you did and I KNOW she's not gonna be happy!"
"Pchh, mom's never happy. Not when she has a fourteen-year-old baby to take care of. Your point?"
"Hey I'm not a baby!" You shout, giving Lisa the exact response she wants. "YOU are the one who can't control her own--"
"Look if mom is gonna punish me for this, then she'd have punished you every time you wet the bed."
"Well... well! Okay you asked for it!" You exclaim.
"Heh heh, what did I ask for?"
"I'm going to make a point in this argument that is SO good, you'll have no choice but to agree with me!" You put your hand to your head and focus the power of your device.
"Yeah. Lay it on me."
"Uhh... uhh... uhh... grraaaarrrr!!!!"
There is a short moment of silence.
"...*sniff* you're--you're right Matthew!" Lisa sobs, completely seriously. "I don't know what's gotten into me or why I thought I could get away with messing the bed!"
"Oh, oh, don't worry, I can help you!" You say. "Just let me into the bathroom real quick so we can talk more secretly, 'cause I think mom might wake up soon."
Immediately, Lisa unlocks and opens the door. You step in and re-lock it.
"Gosh Lisa, you look terrible." You say, noting the filth of her clothes and the single tear running down her face that she's trying to suppress.
"So you have a plan?" Lisa asks.
"Yeah. I know a special way to clean up everything you just did lightning quick, there's just one catch though."
"Oh boy, and what is that?"
"You wear diapers from now on." You smile.
"...oh, I get it. You think you can pull the same stuff on me that I pull on you, huh?" Lisa seems a little peeved. "You don't even have the materials to make diapers."
You grab the shower curtain and pull it to the side, revealing a huge package of poofy disposable diapers (and a tub of wipes) sitting in the shower.
"...where'd you get this?" Lisa asks, picking up the package and looking in it.
"When I saw you asleep with your poopy pants a few hours ago, I ran out and bought it." You give her a "you're pwnt" grin, even though you lied; you had just fabricated the package there a few seconds ago.
"Oh and by the way, I'M gonna be the one who'll change you from now on, too." You say. "Either take the deal or suffer the wrath of thy mother."
"Change me? You wouldn't seriously be that much of a per..." Lisa stops herself. "...actually, yeah sure why not?"
"You--you mean you accept the deal?" You're quite surprised. You did NOT use your power to influence Lisa's decision this time, she actually approves of your deal!
"Uh-huh! Come on Mister Matthew, take care of the big baby." Lisa gives you a big hug.
You shake and try to get her off of you. When you do, you're upset that she got some of her wetness on your clothes.
"Ugh..." You wanted to complain, but you weren't going to waste the golden opportunity of Lisa being so agreeable with you. "So you stay here while I clean up the mess in your room. Be right back."
You go to her room, and magically remove completely all of the mess, but you do it slowly so that Lisa won't wonder how you did it so fast.
Upon coming back into the bathroom, you say,
"Alright, I'm all done in there. Ready to hold up your end of the deal?"
"Yesss! I need a changie right now!" Lisa says, plopping onto the floor and spreading her dirty legs out in front of you.
"Ha ha, great." You say, ripping open the package of diapers and sitting in front of your sister. You freeze...
"Um... yeah, I'm ready to... you know... change... your diaper." You say nervously.
"What?" Lisa says in a teasing voice. "Y'can't handle it? Something wrong? I thought you WANTED to do this, hmm?"
"Oh crud." You think to yourself when you figure out what Lisa was really up to. "She only agreed to let me change her because she knew that I have no idea how to change a diaper, and because it's disgusting! Why didn't I anticipate this??? I should have known she wouldn't be so agreeable with me unless she was plotting something. What should I do now?"   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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