She towered over the shrunken boy, her laughter bubbling up as she watched his frantic inspection after her playful threat.
"And just what do you think you're doing? Do you want another swat?"
She grinned, clearly amused by his wide-eyed panic. The little guy actually believed she could transform him again—after all, she had already turned him into a baby.
"Don't worry, silly, it's still there."
She pulled the wet diaper off, chuckling as he peered down with visible relief. She tickled him lightly, his giggles mixing with desperate attempts to wriggle away.
"Let me go. You can't keep me like this!"
"I could if I wanted to. But this is too much like being someone's mommy."
She pauses her tickling, her palm pressing flat against his bare bottom, and she smiles with a mix of affection and mischief.
"Let's get you dressed," she says, guiding him through the motions with practiced hands.
"You can really change me back?" His voice cracks, tears threatening to spill.
"Piece of cake," she reassures, sliding a fresh cloth diaper under him.
"How did you do this to me?" he asks, his bottom lip trembling.
"You wouldn't understand if I told you."
"Then tell me why."
Her laughter rings out as she helps him sit, snapping the onesie at his crotch.
"We've been through all of that. Because I can. Because it's fun."
"You shouldn't have bragged to your friends about us sleeping together. That was very immature, you know."
She gives his bottom a meaningful squeeze, her tone half-chiding, half-motherly.
"I figured if you're going to act immature, you might as well look immature."
She brushes back his wispy hair, her expression softening for a moment.
"I bet next time you'll know better."
"How long?" he sputters, hope and despair mingling in his eyes.
"If you're a good boy, maybe next week. If you're a bad little boy, I just might turn you into a bad little girl, and keep you tiny for a long, long time. I have some cute little dresses you could wear."
He trembles, surrendering.
"I'll be good," he whispers faintly.
"I know you will."
She kisses his forehead and carries him gently from the room, her power unquestioned—for now.
