Unintended Side Effects

Sometimes this could happen - the process would go through completely, the Dependent would come home... but they still wouldn't obey. Well, they wouldn't obey their caregiver. Instead of bonding to the idea of obedience, they would instead bond to the whim of Brilliant Bunny Brainwash. Meki held the plushie, completely naked apart from her socks and her binkie, and shook her head vehemently at the direction being given to her by her formerly-younger-sister.

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"NUH UH!  I'm a BIG GIRL!" I held my Bun Bun tight to my chest and shook my head back and forth, my pigtails bouncing with each movement. "I dun need diapers, an' I'm not wearing that, an' you're not in charge of me!"

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"Meki, I am in charge of you." Manda rubbed the bridge of her nose and pointed at the diaper again. "Brilliant Bunny Brainwash wants you to lay down on your diaper so I can get you changed, or else you'll make a mess on the sofa." Meki looked defiant, and skeptical. So Manda nodded to the plushie. "Ask him yourself." That would work, right?

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I looked at my big sis in frustration, then down at my Bun Bun. "Do I gots to wear a diaper, Bun Bun?" One second passed.  Then two.  And finally, I stuck out my tongue at Manda. "Bun Bun says I dun gotta listen to you!  Juss Mommy and Daddy!" Just as I finished my sentence, I felt hot water under my bottom.  I looked down to find the couch growing wetter and wetter as I freely released my bladder. "Uh oh..."

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"Meki!"" Manda sighed and puffed out her cheeks, flustered and annoyed and... and they said this wasn't supposed to happen. "What does Bunny say now, huh? Does he say how much trouble you're going to be in for wetting the sofa? How Mommy and Daddy are going to spank you so hard you can cook an egg on your butt? Get down here, you little brat!"

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"NO!" I climbed up from the sofa and ran out into the living room.  Manda chased me all around the house, breaking lamps, knocking over picture frames, and tipping over the table.  Manda finally caught me and dragged me by the pigtails over to the diaper. "Bun Bun, save me!" I threw the bunny at my sister with all my might, but it bounced off her like any stuffed animal would.  As Manda taped the diaper around my waist, I started to cry.

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I picked Meki up once she was diapered, once she was secured, and I did the only thing I could think of to keep her out of trouble: I plopped her down in front of the television and put on her favorite bunny to anchor her to her special version of reality. With a deep sigh of relief, I began to clean up the house. And then? Then I was going to have to write a sternly worded letter about my sisters transformation - or find a Brilliant Bunny Brainwash soundboard..