Little Sister Takes Over

         What is something really crazy I could make them do that would prove to me that I really DO have these two under my power? Thinks Lily as she stares down at the oblivious, anxious-to-please faces of the two girl scouts.

         And then a crazy enough idea hits her, “Now then, I command you to heed my voice, and believe me when I tell you that you are now only little babies again. You can’t talk, and when you try to speak, it sounds like gibberish. You can’t walk on two legs yet, either. And you need diapers again, so you don’t have an accident. You haven’t learned how to sit on the toilet seat yet. Your body is so relaxed now, you can barely control even the simplest motor functions. Your fingers can’t grasp things well, and your depth perception is iffy. There you are. What good girls! That’s it. Just roll back like that for Lily. Now, grab your ankles with your hands for me. They are suddenly so uncoordinated, it takes them several tries. That’s it! You’re going to wear some soft pretty diapers for me, so you don’t have an accident on the furniture or the floor, okay?” and the two girl scouts are now both still in their uniforms, on their backs on the couch, with their feet back around their shoulders, and their panty-clad butts poking up off the couch, seemingly eager for their new diapers! Lily stands facing them, then goes to fetch towels, wipes, baby oil and powder, and two of the trainers she knows Mom keeps on hand when they babysit.

         This is the scene that someone familiar with the residence walks into while Lily is temporarily out of the room. Who is it that blunders into this odd tableau?