"We should stop. What you did to Oliver was really mean. I mean he has never been bad to us." said Jackson to his brother, looking at the pathetic little boy with his red face and tears and snot covering his face looking positively miserable.
"He was mean to us. Don't let is play with the ring." retorted Connor.
"I-I-" Ollie tried to speak between sobs. "I was just trying to- to- play with you.."
"Then you should have left us play as big boys, c'mon Jackson" said Connor turning around, but before he noticed something was pulled over his head, it was like a tight hat covering his eyes, he tried to remove it, but it was like someone was holding it in place. It was Jackson who still had the pair of underwear he took from Oliver and he had put them over his brothers head.And not before long he felt a familiar dizziniess, and the pants he had put on were getting looser by the second, he tried to fight it, but it soon became obvious the other person was getting stronger, or maybe he was getting weaker.
Connor tried to punch and kick but what he managed was only to undo his pants he felt the loose shirt pooling around him being the only thing that covered him anymore and soon the sensation was over. Jackson was quick, with one hand he squished the ring out of his brother's hand and with the other he pulled the shirt off him, taking the underwear with him until only another very naked and little seven year old was left. Ollie saw his nephew transform into another version of himself once again, now he could see the little boy that they have met before and understood how they could never see him as a person with authority, they just saw a silly skinny child.
Connor was furious at his brother, jumping up and down without regard for his own nudity, demanding he gave the ring back. Jackson put it on his breast pocket and then picked up his brother and held him over his knee.
"No, wai! What are you doing?" yelled Connor with desperation knowing what was coming next.
"You have been very naughty." concluded Jackson. <crack> WAAAH! Connor yelled <crack> again <crack> and again.
As Ollie was watching Connor devolve from defiant to howling child as Jackson delivered a much deserved punishment, Ollie couldn't help to notice that this exact escene just happened a few minutes ago and that the pathetic look that Connor had know was the same one he had. He looked at Connor as a little child being punished for being naughty, tears streaking down his eyes and bawling like a baby. He couldn't help to cry again as it really dawn how little and helpless he had become.
The spanking stopped and Jackson put Connor down, holding his hand he took it in front of Ollie. "Now, do you have something to say to Ollie?"
"I- I- I-" Connor stammered and received another slap across his buttocks. "AHHHHH! I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorrrrryyyyyyy"
"Like you mean it." added Jackson.
"I'm sorry I was a menie." said Jackson softly.
"Good, now took to the corner."
Ollie didn't want to be little anymore and asked Connor, "May I have the ring back? Pretty please?"