Manzo was now extremely astonished by this. He couldn't help but be taken in by the super powerful might of this new technique. Arryn's stories about how awesome he was and how he had taken down so many evil doers on this very peer didn't hold a candle to actually witnessing one of those stories unfold before his very eyes. And ironically, it was happening with Arryn himself.
Radio stood before Arryn with a wide smirk on his face and his hands on his hips, peering down at him. The small onlooking gathering of people were, of course, taking notice and giggling about wondering what was up with the blue haired kid that was undressing right now.
"Oh? So you admit you wear diapees? Well that's good. Glad you can be an honest dumb butt. Now hurry and get that shirt and those shorts off. I wanna see you in those undies. I know, you can stand up and do a little booty shaking dance for me and all the people you disrupted by being a jerk in their presence to make up for it even more. I know you know that's only the starting thing you could do to make amends for you acting out like the still-potty-training diaper butt you secretly are. Sing a nice embarrassing girly song while you do it too. Entertain the masses." Radio said, clapping his hands and urging Arryn to hurry up.
A sense of complete defeat was the only thing Arryn felt at this lowest point he had been through in a long time. It outweighed any embarrassment he felt being so exposed publicly, or so he thought for now. The fact that Manzo was with him made it all the more horrible. How could he mess up so badly after telling him all he had accomplished lately? Wait...I can ask Manzo to help!
Just as Arryn finally thought of simply asking Manzo to help him out, his conflicted mind became distracted by the latest taunts sent his way by Radio. "Huhhhh? I don wear..diapee! Ughhhh my head!!! Okay.....gonna take my shirt and pants off...will feel better.." His body moving as best as it could in this state continued to awkwardly undress itself, until at last Arryn was seated in just his embarrassing dinosaur undies. Of all the days to wear one of his favorite old 'cool' briefs, it had to be today. At least though he wasn't wearing his favorite super-hero Spiderman underoos! With the first set of instructions followed, Arryn went about obeying the next few commands the younger boy gave him.
"S-stand up and shake my boot? My booty!? O-okay..uhh" Arryn became nervous under the pressure of Radio clapping his hands loudly to urge him to hurry. The result was a ridiculous dance involving random gyrations of Arryn's hips, shaking his frowning dinosaur bottom all around for the gathering crowd to see. "AH! I need....song? Ummmm."
Thinking as hard as he could on what little girls might sing and enjoy was proving difficult a task! Something though urged him on to obey Radio's command and at last he thought of something!
Singing in his best and highest possible sweet sounding voice he began, "Twinkle...tinkle...little star!! How I wonder where...what um you are!? Up above the world so high!" Arryn hoped this song would suffice and that his dance would make Radio happy, he still had enough sense somewhere in the back of his head to do whatever it took to get out of this situation quickly!
Radio smiled as he watched all of this unfold with his arms crossed. He was feeling a lot better about this little escapade now that Arryn was making amends for his foolish transgression. Manzo, didn't fully understand why Arryn hadn't yet asked for help yet but to be honest, he was too busy drinking in this astonishing scene to care. His friend was humiliating himself in public like no one's business... well, it was someone's business at least since there was so many people watching and laughing. Kids their ages, teens, and even a few adults that walked by and wondered what Arryn's problem was. Was he stupid or something?
"Nice dance. Nice song too. I'm glad you've realized the error of your ways. Now spank your butt and say you're sorry so I can give you a peace offering." Radio said before turning to Arryn's discarded shorts. He reached in and pulled out Arryn's money and handed some of it to Manzo and pocketing the rest. "Go and buy me some chocolate ice cream please."
Manzo nodded. Not because he was being controlled but because he wanted to see where this was going. He went over to the stand and bout the chocolate ice cream cone, sauntering back to Radio and handing it out to him.
"Oh it's not for me. It's for him. He about to do a lovely potty dance for us next and since he's going to be busy saying sorry to me, he's gonna put that chocolate ice cream down the back of his undies to simulate messing himself. He's dumb and thinks it's a nice way to send the message that he's gotta make a dookie. Isn't that right Arryn? Of course it is."
Manzo chuckled as he watched this unfold, pupils shrunk with surprise despite enjoying the show. “Uh... I can do it actually.”
By now a ton of phones were out and the recording button or snapshot function on all of them was in use.
With the song dying down, as well as Arryn's ability to continue looping it over and over again without mistake he finally stopped a moment and looked around. People were laughing hysterically, both little kids and grown adults. Arryn's face blushed an obvious and fire engine red, showing just how humiliated he felt despite the effects of the nen-reversal. He tried to close his eyes and shook his head to try and make this all go away like a bad dream, until Radio spoke up again.
"Uhh..good dance? Fank yew....bu-buu-but I don wan a spank my butt!! Huh..I wanna 'pologize though...o..okay!" What little defiance Arryn had in him was being erased by his worsening condition of 'baby' talk and feeling sincere regret for his rude actions. Accepting his fate he looked back at Radio, reared his arm back, and brought it down on his own bottom as hard as he could! SPANK!
"OWWWIEE.....'m sorry I was baaad!" SPANK! "AGHH....sorry for bein rude!" SPANK! "WAHH..won't do it again!!!"
While Arryn continued to spank and humiliate himself beyond anything he could have imagined, he did not see his friend walk off with his own money to carry out the next phase of his punishment. For a moment between swats, he heard Radio talking and paused to listen.
"P-p-potty dance?! N-nooooooo! B-but yessss that's right! I think?"
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