“Megan, stop treating me like this,” Kelly scolded.
“Okay, fine, don’t get your diaper in a twist.” Megan giggled. “Sara’s diaper bag has just the thing.” Kelly watched in horror as Megan pulled a toddler training potty out of the diaper bag. “It’s your size!” Megan put the potty in the playpen. “Go ahead. Unless you need help with your diapy.”
“No, I-” Kelly cut herself off. She glared at her sister. “If you’re going to make me use this, at least turn around.”
“Fine, fine.” Megan turned around. Unfortunately, Sara did not. Sara’s eyes were on Kelly as she removed the diaper and sat on the training potty. The force of her cousin’s stare made it difficult to go, but after a few moments, Kelly finally forced herself to pee. She could hear Megan giggling as urine plinked against the potty.
Unsure of how lenient Megan would be in the future, Kelly decided to go number two as well. It was easier to go in front of Sara now, probably because she had already gone. With a few grunts and pushes, Kelly emptied her bowels into the training potty. Megan’s giggles turned into laughter.
Finally, Kelly finished. She got off the training potty.
“Could I have some toilet paper?” she asked.
“I’ve got something better.” Megan tossed a package of baby wipes into the playpen. With a soft sigh, Kelly wiped herself down. “What a good big girl, using the potty instead of your diapy!”
“Megan,” Kelly growled.
“Haven’t you figured it out yet, Kelly? I’m in control now. Not you.” Megan grinned viciously. “I’m going to go empty your potty, and when we get back, you two toddlers could probably use a nice bottle of milk.” Kelly put the diaper back on and sat down. After Megan had left with the training potty, she wondered idly why Megan had laughed so much while she used the potty.