Heather was still wailing about the nasty mess in her diaper. Her mother laid her down on the bed and lifted her dress up, exposing her belly.
"Don't cry, grumpy-guts!" said Heather's mother as she began to blow raspberries on her daughter's belly. Heather couldn't help giggling, she was very ticklish!
"Good girl!" cooed Heather's mom. She began to untape Heather's stinky diapy and clean her up.
Heather noticed that she didn't have any of her grown-up hair on her crotch. Maybe in this new world, she was shaved to keep things clean? She looked down at her breasts, at least they weren't gone.
Heather's mom taped up the fresh diaper.
"There you go, sweetie!" she said "All better! Now let's get you downstairs. I'm sure your little friend will be here any minute!"