Beatrix pondered potential diaper candidates. Eventually, she decided on her next-door neighbors.
“The Oakleys would make great diapers,” Beatrix said, as if to mock her siblings.
“Not Sally!” Ivy cried, “She’s nice!”
“Joanna already has so much to deal with!” Jeff shouted.
Giggling, Beatrix gave Jeff's diaper body a pat, before she started making her way outside. Walking out into the weekend sunlight, Beatrix looked to the neighboring house on the left. She grinned as she looked over where the Oakley family lived. The Oakleys were a working single mother named Joanna and her young daughter named Sally. From what she recalled, their father left them some years ago for some other woman, leaving Joanna to take care of things herself. Despite that, the two seemed happy enough.
“Let’s see how happy they’ll be as my pamps!” Beatrix wickedly thought.
Ms. Oakley's car was still parked outside, so it seems the family's home. Hiding the diaper that was her sister behind her back, Beatrix snuck over to find her first victims. She peered through their living room window. Sure enough, there was 9 year-old Sally, sitting on the couch in a green little dress as her eyes were glued to the TV. Nearby, Joanna was busy vacuuming the carpeted floor.
“Mommy, I can’t hear the TV!”, piped Sally, as the pigtail-haired girl munched on a cookie in her hand.
“Sorry, Sally. I’m almost done!” replied Joanna. After one more pass on the carpet, she switched it off; letting out a satisfied sigh.
“It’s getting to the good part!” Sally said, pointing excitedly, “Princess Robin’s going to save the unicorn!”
“Didn’t you watch this one before?”
“Yeah, but it’s still good!”
“Alright,” Joanna chuckled.
The woman sat down on the couch too, and put her arm around her daughter. From the window, Beatrix took in the pleasant little domestic scene, before she headed to the door and knocked.
“I’m coming!” Beatrix heard Joanna utter.
“Well hi there!” the young witch greeted as her neighbor opened the front door.
“B...Beatrix?” the mother asked.
She had looked at the witch’s waist, and saw the diaper with Jeff’s face on it.
“Um… is this a prank?” Joanna asked, “Why are you wearing… that?”
“Beatrix is here?” Sally questioned as she walked up to the front door, “…Why are you wearing a diaper?”
“Isn’t it just so cute?” said Beatrix, with a wink.
Sally laughed, “You’re like a big baby!”
“Sally, don’t be mean,” reprimanded Joanna, “But you should probably cover that up.”
Beatrix ignored both of them. She only thought of her two new diapers.
“Maybe,” said Beatrix, as numerous ideas for twisted changes came to her head, “But I want to give it a nice view.”
“Nice view?” asked Joanna, “Pardon?”
“You’ll see,” the witch said.
The witch shoots out another blue beam at the mother. Suddenly Joanna undergoes the same exact transformation as Jeff and Ivy. The proud single mother was reduced to a diaper with a decal of her face on the front.
“M-mommy?” uttered Sally in complete disbelief, “Are you a d-diaper now?”
“Sally?” Joanna, who was groggy after having been transformed asked.
“What did you do to her!?” Sally cried to Beatrix.
“I needed more pamps, and your mom was the perfect pick,” Beatrix chuckled as she picked Joanna up in the same hand she held her sister with.
Sally glanced the decal of Ivy while Beatrix picked her mother up.
“You got her too?” Sally whimpered.
She also noticed Jeff’s face on the diaper the witch was already wearing. Instantly, the girl ran back into the house. She didn’t shut the door, allowing Beatrix to enter.
“Sally!” the witch called, “Come on over!”
Beatrix walked upstairs to Sally’s room. She opened the door and noticed a giant lump under the covers of the bed.
“Too easy,” the witched mumbled.