Pony wishes aside, what to do now? Dillion was apparently her age (So they were twins now? Was that it?), and was she supposed to reverse it. He seemed way more tolerable now that he wasn’t in clear danger of wailing his head off any time somebody dropped something. Having a brother who seemed at least kinda attentive and friendly did seem much more appealing than one who soiled himself.

But was she supposed to just ignore this? Maybe she should go downstairs and ask around, make sure she was the only one who figured it out. She could get some cake then too…

Dumping her shorts and shirt on her bed, Karen peeked out the door a moment later, now wearing a little white dress with frilly sleeves and a skirt that came to her knees. Blushing, she admitted, “Can’t believe I still had this.”