Standing in the hall, attempting to figure out what's what, you also ponder over your sister's question. Something inside you wants to play with her, but something else finds this bothersome.
Finally, you decide on a tactic. Twirling a bit, you look at your sister and say to her, "Christy, may I please have the remote? What you've done is wrong and naughty. I'm not supposed to be a girl. I'm supposed to be a boy. Now, may I please have the remote?"
Giggling, she tells you, "The others said the something along those same lines. I had to punish them when they didn't want to play."
"Others?" you ask, horrified at what your hearing.
Christy giggles and tells you, "Danny and the other brothers and sisters didn't want to play with me, so I gave them a punishment. Now, will you will you not play with me, Nikki?"
"And if I say no?" you ask her.
She gives you an evil look, grins and giggles. Finally she tells you, "The others made fine dolls, but that is to good for you. Maybe I could use a new kitty or a puppy to play with. Mommy says I'm to young and I was thinking of using the remote on her, but if you won't play, I'll have to give you more punishment."
Trying to think of a way out of this, wanting to get the remote back, not wanting to end up as a doll or an animal, you want to try and reason with her some more. In the end you hesitantly agree and Christy takes your hand and the two of you skip down the hall; you mind overcoming with the new memories and thoughts that this is normal. Slowly, you begin to lose yourself in this five year old girl's body.