Just as you were about to decide who would be your first victim you’re suddenly hit on the head by an object.
“Owww!! Who the hell threw that?!” you exclaim.
“Sorry!!” a little voice yells. You look over and see the young boy from the family you noticed earlier. He looked to be about maybe 7 or 8 years old at most. “Do you mind giving me back my ball mister?” he asks timidly.
“Yeah sure kid, just be careful will you” you say passing the volleyball back to him.
The boy runs back to his family as a devious grin spreads on your face.
..............
“Angela do you mind grabbing the diaper bag for me honey?” says the mother of the family.
“Ughh, I’m busy mom! Can’t you see I’m trying to post some stuff on IG!” says, her daughter Ashely rudely.
The woman (Marilyn) sighs and gets up to grab diapers for her newborn son Michael. She’d only given birth a couple of months prior so sometimes simple acts like getting up were hard on her body. Especially since she was still breastfeeding and her large breast’s would occasionally leak milk through her bra. It also didn’t help that her husband was busy with work and couldn’t come with them today. Sometimes she just wished that she had less responsibilities.
“Mom!! Mom!! I found the ball!” says her son Jason. Ball in hand after returning from his encounter with Pete.
“That’s nice dear. Can you grab help mommy with getting the diaper bag for your brother. It’s almost time for his lunch and he’s going to be cranky if he can’t eat” she says hoping her son would have some sympathy.
“But Mom!! I want to keep playing!!” he pouts.
Not wanting to fight with him Marilyn decides to just get up and get the bag herself. It’s then that she sees a faint light come from the other side of the beach. “Huh? That was strange.” she says. Not realizing the burden that had suddenly been lifted.
Unbeknownst to her, Pete had swapped her once mature vagina for her newborn sons penis. Effectively eliminating her need to go to the bathroom. Seeing as her bowel muscles were no longer strong enough to work by themselves she also now had to wear diapers. At least until her wiener grew and she was able to go by herself like a “big girl”.
“Honey do you mind changing me? My diaper’s wet and I still have to feed your brother” she asks Jason. Still concerned with her sons wellbeing.
It was at this moment that a second beam of light shot out. This time hitting both Ashley and Jason...
“Ok mommy, but you really need to let me know earlier when your diapers wet mom. I still have to feed Michael and now I’m have to change you too” he says annoyed but sympathetic to his mothers new predicament.
“Sorry honey, I don’t know know when it’s happening sometimes.” sulking her head ashamed.
“It’s ok, let me change you real quick” he says, unaware of the drooping breasts that were now attached to his chest.
As he finished wiping her mothers prepubescent penis Jason noticed his bra starting to become wet. “Uh-oh...looks like you’re not the only one that’s going to need to change” he says, his Batman T-shirt becoming stained with milk.
“Ashley!! Can you grab me a shirt please!” he yells.
From the other side of the beach comes Ashley running over. However her usual 16 year old body was now replaced with that of a Border Collie that had been running along the beach earlier. A fitting form given her “bitchy” attitude earlier.
“ Here you go!” she says eagerly with the shirt in her mouth. “Can we play with the ball now!!”
As he put on his new shirt, Michael began to cry from his blanket. His wailing indicating that he was ready for her lunch.
Jason being the good brother he was wrapped him in his arms and began to feed him. “Ouch! Careful Mikey, you bit my booby there”
Marilyn was so glad that she had responsible kids.