The former father and son now turned brothers were turned around. Their hearts sank. What was before them was a completely unfamiliar house. But in actuality, they knew full well whose house it was. "Welcome to my home, boys!" The Magician said as he went to open the door. "I needed to get everything you left behind and destroy it. And now that I made sure anyone who saw you with me had their memory changed, its as if the Father Dan and his son Mike never existed." As the Magician opened the door, he started to bring the two in. Dan froze up. He knew once he passed that room, the Magician would never let him out again and there was nothing he could do to stop it. "Nooooo! I don't wanna! Danny! Help meeeee!" Mike cried out as he grasped open air. Dan could do nothing though as he watched him take him and his now younger brother into the house. The Magician then closed the door behind them.
The Magician then brought them into the living room and threw them onto the floor. "Guh!" they both let out as the Magician lifted them up again and placed them cross-legged on the floor. "First, its time to give you some clothes. If you're going to stay with me, you need to learn to not go everywhere naked. "And whose fucking fault was that!" Dan thought, but kept to himself. "Clothus Appearus!" he shouted as he flicked his hand once more. Both Dan and Mike were given the same exact wife beater and white underwear. The Magician had both given them clothes and practically no clothes at all. "And one more thing." Magician waved his wand again and a pair of collars appeared on Dan and Mike's necks as if to say they were his slaves. "And another. Bowelus Loosus in Trigger!" Dan and Mike recoiled at that phrase and prepared to feel their new undies get soiled, but nothing came. "I'm sure you're both wondering what that was about? Well, its quite simple. If either one of you thinks about escaping or defying me, then the other person will wet themselves. So as long as Dan doesn't think anything, Mike will be fine and if Mike doesn't think of anything, Dan is fine. You won't get changed until the end of the day, so think wisely okay." "Dear god! This man is fucked in the head!" Dan thought.
"Ah... Gah!" Suddenly, Mike made a noise. Dan turned around and saw a yellow spot form in Mike's undies. "Noooo!" he cried out as he watched the wet spot spread across his underwear. "What a bad boy you are Mikey! Wetting yourself like that!" the Magician said mockingly. "Danny..." Mike asked Dan with fear in his eyes. "No! It wasn't!" "Ah! Gah!" Mike shivered again as a stinky aroma wafted around the room. Mike started to poop his undies next. He could feel the duty spread out of his behind and onto the floor, splattering his thighs. Evidentially, when the Magician said not to resist, he really meant it. "Oh god!" Dan thought, but this was directed at himself. "And now you've made a poopie in your undies. You're a really bad boy, aren't you Mikey!" "Sniff... Guh... Yeah... Imma bad boy!" Mike stammered out through tears. Dan cried too, for his son... "Noooo!" Mike cried out as he started to pee again. Even thinking Mike as his son was enough to trigger it. "Oh god! I'm so sorry, Mikey!" "Danny... Danny!" The two brother went in for a hug. Evidentially, the Magician must have freed them from levitation as this was of their own free will. "Daw! It's so nice to see such displays of brotherly love! Now kiss deeply and make up!" "What?!" Dan cried out. Did he hear that right?" "Guh! Danny...!" More poop. "Guh!" was all Dan said as he kissed Mike on the lips, tongues entwined. Tears streamed down both of their faces. They knew the ground rules now. Magic must have been real. No one's mind could have been broken this easily.