“I was right, you can share clothes with Sara!” Megan said gleefully. Sara sat in a playpen, happily playing with dolls. Her diaper bag, packed with anything and everything a toddler might need, was by the front door. “Come on!” Megan dragged Kelly over to the diaper bag and began to look through it.
“What? Megan, you can’t just-” Kelly started. She fell silent as Megan pulled out a diaper and T-shirt reading “Stinky Girl”.
“These are perfect for you,” Megan said. She began to remove Kelly’s clothes. Kelly attempted to get away, but like before, was overpowered by her normally smaller sister. Before Kelly knew what was happening, she was wearing the diaper and T-shirt. Megan laughed. “Adorable!”
“Megan, this isn’t funny!” Kelly scolded, trying to cover up the diaper with her hands. “I’m not even wearing any bottoms!”
“You are. A diaper counts,” Megan said. “Be glad I gave you a shirt. A lot of babies your age just crawl around in a diaper.”
“I’m not a baby.”
“Right. Sorry. You’re a toddler. Like Sara.”
“I’m the size of a toddler. I’m not actually a toddler.”
“I disagree.” Megan picked Kelly up and put her in the playpen with Sara. “I have to go to the bathroom. Someone your age shouldn’t be allowed to wander around unattended.”
“Megan,” Kelly whined. Megan ignored her and left the living room. Kelly crossed her arms with a huff. Sara looked at her curiously, but Kelly couldn’t be bothered to interact with her cousin. She was too angry at Megan. And she could feel a growing pressure in her abdomen that signaled Megan wasn’t the only one who needed the toilet.
Finally, Megan came back. She grinned at Kelly. Before Megan could say anything, Kelly spoke.
“I need to use the bathroom, too,” Kelly said. Megan giggled.
“No, you don’t. Little girls wear their bathroom!”
“Megan!”
“Seriously, you’re wearing the diaper, you might as well use it.”