All the girls begin to get even bigger. No. They're not getting bigger. You're getting smaller. You look down at yourself and see that you're not just shrinking, you're getting younger.
Your clothes are also transforming to match your age. Your blue jean shorts are becoming whiter and forming into a diaper. Your black Star Trek shirt is turning into a baby blue shirt with no design. Your cool Nike shoes are turning into baby ones, also baby blue color.
Your body is also changing. Along with shrinking, you're face is becoming rounder and your hair is getting shorter. Your teeth fall out as you try to speak, but you can only make noises.
Finally, it all stops. You're really glad it is over. You see that you are now a complete baby. Sad, you begin to cry.
The girl who transformed into the mother picks you up. She takes a pacifier out of her pocket and puts it in your mouth.
"Now that we've all changed," says the mother, "we can begin playing."
"I'm going to make dinner," the grandma says. She walks over to a play kitchen and pretends to start making stuff.
"I'll help you, grandma," says the girl who stayed the same.
"I'm going to do what normal teenager girls do," says the teen. "Lots of reading." All the little kid books change into teen magazines and the girl who has changed into a teenager picks one up and begins reading it.
"And I'll take care of my little baby," says the mother.