Josie And The Pussy Cats take a trip to Pago Pago

Chapter 8
Melody Is In Control

Chapter Description: Melody learns that with great power comes the ability to abuse it.

An angry Josie, released from the “little” spell that Melody had cast on her, fumed about it for the next day.

“Josie, you know Melody didn’t do it out of meanness. She just thought it’d be fun,” consoled Val to dull her foul humor.

“Oh, I know, I know! But I’ve got diaper rash from her little prank and it chafes when I do this-” she bent over to pick up her instrument and winced as her bottom chafed against her outfit.

“Then don’t do that! Tee-hee-hee!” said Melody.

“Melody, do you know you’re too easily influenced?” asked Josie

“No! Can you hum a few bars?” she tee-heed in response and then asked sincerely, “Is it one of the Archies' new hits?”

“Never mind!” responded a disgruntled Josie. She knew she’d get over it and secretly, she remembered enjoying Alan taking care of her. She wondered if she hadn’t found out about some personal fetish that had remained hidden until now.

Melody got a sudden inspiration that created a vivid mental picture in her mind and giggled. Val knew that giggle! She hoped to cut her off at the pass before it became reality.

“I hope you’re not thinking of pulling another prank on Josie, Mel! I don’t think she’s ready for it.”

“What? Oh, no, no! I just got this mental picture of Alexandra diapering her baby brother and holding her nose. Now that I mention it, it doesn’t seem all that funny.”

“Good,” thought Val, “maybe if she thinks twice about something, she’ll see the flaws.”

Melody looked at Val as if seeing something new about her for the first time. Her trinket responded in kind and Val found herself transformed into a diaper-wearing three-year-old. Her heavy guitar crashed to the ground and made her feel sad. She cried.

“Wow! That cut you down to size! Tee-hee-hee!” said Melody, instantly regretting it as she saw it did not thrill Val to experience the result of her whim. She picked up the crying tot and did her best to soothe her.

"I’m sorry! I’m sorry!" She said as she pulled a lollipop out of thin air and offered it to the crying child. Val’s baby instincts took over at the sight of something sweet and she sucked on it with the happiness that most children can switch to when presented with candy.

She relaxed in Melody’s arms with her attention on the sweet, then voided her bowels with a contented look on her face.

“Why, you little stinker! Tee-hee-hee!” Melody created a changing station out of nowhere and tended to Val’s needs. With her bottom clean and smelling of baby powder, Melody changed her back to her normal age and made the changing station disappear back into the nothingness from which it came.

It took a few moments for Val to realize Melody returned her to adulthood as she sucked on her lollipop. Her expression went from innocent contentedness to self-realization. She sniffed the air.

“Why do I smell like baby powder and where did this lollipop come from?”

“I dunno! Tee-hee-hee!” said Melody with her best imitation of pure innocence. “Hey! We’ve got a few hours before the show. You wanna go to the beach and play?”

The offer was tempting and Val almost said yes right away before thinking twice.

“At what age, Mel? I don’t want to run on the beach as teen-aged jail bait. There were too many leers the last time!”

“Oh, don’t worry! I don’t think they’ll leer at a couple of children! We can even invite Josie along to play big sister.”

“Well, that doesn’t sound so bad! Let’s go find Josie.”

“Already done!” replied Melody as her trinket flashed and they appeared on the beach as eight-year-olds, wearing Jaguar print Catalina swimsuits that were complete with floaters and sand buckets. Val took in their situation and saw that thirteen-year-old Josie had joined them in her skimpy Jaguar print bikini.

“Eek!” said Josie as she covered her teen breasts and looked down at the two children. “Melody! What is this?”

“Val and I want to build a sandcastle with our older sister, Josie!” chirped Melody. Her innocence and total lack of guile disarmed Josie’s surprise at her sudden alteration and temper.

“Oh, whatever! Do as you like,” she said roughly. She was a moody teenager and her hormones dictated her actions while overriding her reason.

“Aw, please Josie, won’t you build a sandcastle with us? Pl-e-e-e-e-se?” begged Melody. Val caught on to Melody’s vibe and threw in a pair of puppy dog eyes for good measure.

“Oh, alright!” Josie conceded and joined the girls in their fun. She soon felt her anger lifting and enjoyed building their sandcastle together. They were all laughing with the mirth of merry children when it came time to get back to the music hall for the performance.

They hit the stage to their packed house and performed flawlessly. Afterward, Sammy announced he had their new venue ready. It was an outdoor stage that could easily seat 1000 as promised and allowed for easy access. Alex was beside himself with glee!

Back at the hotel, a babysitter watched over little Alexandra as she slept in her crib. The two-year-old occasionally woke up and looked around for the big person who she loved. When she found he wasn’t there, she’d usually go back to sleep.

End Chapter eight.