Shivering, the two toddlers stood naked while Gwen readied the bathwater. Reeling and unable to focus for very long on a single aspect of this unfolding nightmare, Seth couldn't decide what was more disturbing - that his manhood had been zapped so rapidly or that this giant woman towering over him already took on such a maternal demeanor. With his hands clamped madly over his crotch, he fought back a healthy, age-appropriate cry. The reflex grew stronger when he took notice of the puny organ hiding behind the palms.
“You two have been very naughty!” Gwen lectured the pair, as she grabbed Lindsay by the armpits and hoisted her into the suds. “Won't it feel nice to come clean?”
Busy studying little Lindsay's skittish reaction to the lukewarm water, Seth managed to be taken by surprise when the same fate befell him. He never knew such an intense form of embarrassment even existed. To be magically rewound to early childhood, stripped of on