The twins ended up agreeing to drink of that woman's potion although they had a small argument about who would drink it first.
The first to drink of the potion was Elizabeth. Elizabeth didn't really mind drinking it as long as the strange woman stopped messing with them and started helping them for real. Meanwhile, Thomas just watched as his sister drank the strange potion without any problem and how she tried to put on the clothes from the chest.
Soon, Elizabeth was now wearing blue overalls, a red T-shirt patterned with apples, white socks, and red sandals. Although it seemed rather strange to him, Thomas couldn't deny that it was somewhat funny to see her sister dressed in baby clothes.
But before Elizabeth could comment something about this, she began to feel something strange. For some reason everything was getting bigger and bigger, not to mention her outfit wasn't as tight as before.
She wasn't so sure what was going on until she saw something that made her jaw drop. Her hands and feet were now so small and chubby. And from the large bulge that she had around her waist, she could tell that she was now wearing a diaper. This can only mean one thing: She had been turned into a toddler.
Unexpectedly, Thomas heard the witch ask him something from behind.
"What's wrong? Aren't you going to drink the potion?", the witch asked Thomas who was still shocked by what had just happened.
"Is it okay if I stay here to sleep?" Thomas asked nervously.
"Ummmmmm, sure. No problem," the witch replied.
"Tommy!" Elizabeth exclaimed to her brother only to find out how childish her voice was now.
"I'm sorry, Lizzy, but your brother prefers to sleep here. Therefore, I'm going to send you home. But remember, your clothes will still be here if you still want to go back to normal." She then pulled out a small wand and tapped Elizabeth's head.
And before Elizabeth knew it, she was no longer in the cabin. She now found herself in what appeared to be a nursery. It had everything she would expect of a room like this, from a crib to a changing table.
But the most important question was, where was Thomas? He was not in this room, much less was there anything that seemed to belong to him.
Soon, the nursery door opened and the person who entered was...