There was a bright white light, and the new clothes Mrs. Bell had just put on fell to the ground. Only this time there was not an attractive naked woman in the room, there was now a chubby toddler, tangled in the shirt before she tumbled down.
"Jewwy whachu do?!" The little girl yelled, scrambling to her wobbly legs.
"Beth, is that you?" Mr. Bell asked, picking the girl up, the too big shirt fluttering to the ground, leaving her completely naked, save the bra that was limply hanging off of her arm.
"Yes it me, now we gottsa give dose keys t'someone so dey can fi' dis!" She said, pointing one pudgy finger at him.
"Dear, are you sure? Think of the possibilities!" He said, holding the little girl up.
"Onwy possibiwity i can fink of is dat i gonna need diapies if we don' fix dis soon!" The toddler said, pinching her legs together for emphasis. In response Mr. Bell...