FLASH OF LIGHT! Everything goes blank.
Diane is not in that room with that man. She is laying on a bed with her head up to the ceiling.
"It must have been a dream," she thought to herself.
She got up when realized that there were bars to the bed she was in. Jail? It wasn't prison, it was a crib!
Diane looked at herself. She was no longer a teen. She was an 11-year-old girl with a diaper and miniskirt on.
Then the huge man came into the room. "I see you woke up," he said. "You shouldn't have been teasing. So I changed your life. You are no longer the same Diane. You're name is still Diane, but you've had a weak bladder all your life, so you always have to wear a diaper."
"Ge me ow ov heer!" Diane said.
"That's another thing," the man said. "You're voice never developed. You still speak incorrectly."
"Lemee go, you asshowl."
"Don't worry," said the man. "I need to take you out any ways. It's almost time for school."
The man took Diane out of the crib and put her on a giant table. He changed her diaper and clothes. Now she was wearing a shirt and pants, but anyone could tell that there was diaper underneath.
"I want bwekfist!" Diane screamed.
"No breakfast," said the man. "One, you don't deserve any. Two, you'll be late for school if you have any."