Krystyn complied meekly to the High Priestess’s demands and signed each form where indicated. When she was done, Becky smiled at her for the first time and said, “There, now that’s all done. I am now your legal guardian and you’ve signed over all your property to me. In addition, you’ve given me your full power-of-attorney, backdated to last week. You’ve also signed a document saying that you feel that mental pressures have made you incapable of handling your affairs and want me to dispose of your property to pay for mental treatment which you intend to seek in another state. That’s all there is to it!”
“What do you mean that’s all there is to it? I’m a member of the Coven, aren’t I?”, Krystyn squealed in dismay.
“Not anymore! A quorum of the Coven has voted on your crime and the decision is final!”, Becky said with the resonance of Queenly authority, “You gave up the protection of the Coven the minute you disobeyed the rules of secrecy. You will have to face the consequences of your actions! You endangered the Coven by being stupidly greedy and will have to pay the price for your asinine cupidity. From this instant on, you own nothing. Your car, your house and bank accounts have become my responsibility to manage and utilize for the Coven’s good. You don’t even own your own body. As far as the Coven is concerned, you’re only an errant child waiting to be disciplined and put in her proper place.”
“But I’m not a child,” she quailed, “I’m a full grown woman!”
Becky smiled cruelly and said, “That particular problem will be rectified within minutes. You see, the minute you drank from the glass on the bedside table you should have started regressing into infancy. The only reason you didn’t is that the rest of the Coven as well as myself put a stasis spell on you until we were finished. It’s time to lift that spell now and allow you to become what you truly are; an infantile little girl who can’t control herself!”
Becky turned to the Germanic blonde-haired witch named Grechen and said, “Did you bring the diapers and plastic pants from the nursery?”
“Yes, Mistress,” answered Grechen respectfully.
“Laura, did you bring enough cash with you to take the evening flight to Dallas?”, the High Priestess demanded of the slim, brunette witch.
“Yes, mistress. I brought over two thousand dollars in cash as you specified. I put five hundred dollars in twenty dollar bills in four plain security envelopes as per your instructions and have the four envelopes divided up and hidden in two zippered, anti-pickpocket underblouse body wallets as you ordered. I have another hundred dollars in assorted twenties, tens, fives, and ones as well as five dollars in change in a small change purse in my pocket so I can pay the cabbie without exposing how much money I’m really carrying.
I also brought two wigs and a change of clothes in an old oversized handbag. I’ll stuff the wig that I’ll meet the preacher in as well as the clothes I’m wearing in my old handbag and leave it in one of the womens’ restrooms of the Dallas airport after turning over the babies. I’ll stuff a few twenties in and around the clothes so that it will be sure to be stolen the minute I leave the restroom. I also have the false ID that you had prepared for me in case of emergency in my purse,” answered Laura.
“You have the number of the witch who is a member of the Dallas police department memorized?”, Becky asked.
“Yes, mistress,” the woman replied with certainty.
“Good, she’ll help you if anything goes awry. She’s not as powerful magickally as we are, but her position gives her temporal powers that are sometimes useful to the Coven. Now go and prepare a large diaper bag for two babies for a plane flight tonight. Formula and food, with plenty of diapers and receiving blankets. Male and female, approximately ten-months-old each, got that?”
“Yes, Mistress,” replied the young brunette woman as she scurried away to execute her mistress’s orders.
“Shella!” Becky shouted, “Do you have the emergency number with you? Give it to Laura so that she can make contact with the Reverend if necessary. Make sure you mail the adoption orders to Allie in the morning. Use gloves to handle the certificate and envelope so there will be no fingerprints and wear a hairnet. Also, be sure to use self-adhesive stamps on the letter so you won’t leave any of your saliva. Post the letter at the in the Mail Box at the Post Office’s drive-thru. I want no slip ups on this one. We made a mistake with Krystyn, let’s not repeat it.”
“Yes, Mistress,” replied the dark garbed woman at the other side of the bed.
“Then call that number and tell them we have two of Satan’s own babes to be taken into the house of the Lord,” Becky ordered, “When you’re finished call the airport make one way reservations for three on the next flight to Dallas, one adult and two infants. Use the name on Laura’s fake ID. Do you understand? She can come back using her regular ID and pay cash.”
“Immediately, Mistress,” responded the dark garbed woman as she left the room in haste.
“What doo…do you mean; two infants, High Priestess?” asked Krystyn humbly.
Becky chuckled and said, “While we aren’t Satanists, I’ll bet you didn’t think I’d have a Baptist preacher’s number in Texas, did you? Strange how these things work themselves out. It never hurts to plan ahead and have a backdoor that no one expects. There’s a preacher in Texas farms out babies to deserving couples. Brad is going to be one of them. You’ll be the other. Now here is the fun part, this particular preacher only selects the most righteous, God-fearing members of his flock to be adoptive parents. You will never hear of witchcraft again. After a few years of crawling in diapers at the Holy Roller’s feet, the whole idea of witchcraft will be anathema to you. To make sure that you do, we’ve enchanted you with an ‘extra’ little spell for your edification and punishment. Under their influence, you’ll never develop any sort of powers again. They will pray over you constantly for God to release you from permanent babyhood, but it will never happen.
They will think that a spell binds you, but in fact you will merely have been subjected to a change at the cellular level and the spell’s energies will have been long since dissipated. You yourself will receive a second spell, a geas, which will permanently change the structure of your psyche. The geas will…do things to your psyche that you can’t imagine now. Among the changes will be hallucinations which we believe you will find…distasteful. There will be other effects which you won’t like but are necessary for the security of the Coven. Unless your new parents wish to indulge themselves in witchcraft and have the power, there is nothing they can do will change you back to what you were before. You and Brad will never talk again and never grow up.
Shella will tell the minister now that she’s kidnapped you from a sect of baby-killing Satanists and is frightened for her life. She’s quite theatrical with her histrionics and her voice is close enough to Laura’s in timbre so that he won’t detect the switch. She’ll tell him that they put a curse on you to remain babies so that you can be used as human sacrifices. Of course its all one huge lie, but it’s what they want to believe, so why not say it? People believe what they want to believe, not the truth.”
“But I’m not a baby!”, Krystyn said.
“Yes,” Becky rejoined, “There is that one little detail. I just wanted you to know what we were going to do and why. But you’re right, it’s time to allow the transformation to take place.”
She lifted her hands on high and said, “Coven members, attend me now! As your Queen, I do both command and abjure you to do my willing! Release the stasis spell which we have laid upon this woman.”