In Madame Illusia's tent, after doing a few other transformations, Madame turned her attention to Josh's parents. "You, up on stage, NOW!!!", she demanded. Against their will, the mute parents left their seats and walked up on stage. "What am I going to do with you?", Madame asked. Seeing the boy bruised and underfed made her angry. But in the end, maybe she could show some compassion and keep them as a side attraction. The very first thing she did was magic away all of their clothes and magic in some medical diapers around their waist. "Hrmmm, you already look better with your new clothes, I think I'll let you keep them. But....I think you each need a restraining harness with a leash attached to it. After all Josh didn't mind being in diapers and paraded around on a leash. Yeah, a nice harness with leash would do wonders for you.", said Madame more to the crowd than to the mutes on stage. And so, a bright florescent orange walking harness with leash appeared on each of Josh's parents. "Well, those diapers aren't going to be very useful if you can still make it to a toilet. Perhaps, we should take care of that!", Madame thought out loud. If one would have looked at the diapers Josh's parents were wearing, one would have seen the yellow strips of both diapers turn blue. "Hey, Stephen! please remove these disgusting creatures from my stage and place them in their new enclosure. I'm sure that they'd like to be fed baby food in their high chairs and then restrained in their cage top crib using the maximum security restraining kits set up on each bed. You know the ones, right? The ones with the magnetic security locking pins? I'm sure the guests in the carnival will enjoy watching them fight and struggle from inside their enclosure. Oh, I almost forgot!", Madame Illusia said addressing Stephen. On both parents' hands appeared thickly padded institutional mitts. On their wrists appeared hand cuffs, and on their feet, dull gray walking shoes with velcro straps. Stephen then nodded at his mom, grabbed the two leashes from off of the floor, and when Madame unfroze the parents, he walked them out of the tent with the crowd roaring in laughter. As Stephen was walking the two parents to the enclosure, they were doing everything they could to run away. But, ultimately, after Stephen kicked the man in the balls and slapped the woman up-side her head, the parents finally got some reasoning knocked into them and they began to parade themselves towards and into their new enclosure. The enclosure itself was a squat 1,000 square foot one-room building with everything the occupants would need inside including the before mentioned cribs and high chairs. There was also a bathtub in view of the giant window looking outside onto the busy foot path the carnival goers used. Unfortunately, there was no curtains or blinds to close to block out people looking in when ever they wanted. Stephen removed both parents' harnesses and shoes and locked them inside a metal supply cabinet. Inside the cabinet, there were adult diapers, adult wet wipes, a changing pad, several jars of baby food, adult nutrition drink powder, silicone bowls with suction cups to keep them firmly on the tray, silicone sippy cups, silicone feeding spoons, special needs helmets, and cleaning supplies. Stephen removed both special needs helmets and gently placed one on each parent's head before strapping the chin strap. With the face shield, chin cup, covered ear extensions, and extra padding on top of the hard shell of the helmet, they wouldn't be getting head injuries any time soon if they had tried. Once finished, he walked out of the enclosure and walked around to the front where the big window was. People were already lined up and looking through the glass and laughing at the couple. In return, the couple took to banging on the glass with their padded mitts. But due to the padded mitts and the break resistant glass, that glass wasn't going to break no matter how hard they banged on the window. Stephen thought about things. It could have been worse. Madame Illusia could have wiped their minds and leave them a drooling mess crawling on the floor. But then again, maybe had she done that, they would not have to feel the wrath of her punishment.