When reality stopped shifting and everything settled, Kyle knew immediately what had happened. Standing where Jasmin had stood was a small baby girl. It was Angie, Jasmin's real daughter, but now in the life of her mother. Her hair was styled as a large afro, and she wore the same dress but now resized to fit her.
Kyle internally groaned as he realized that this meant that Jasmin, the big black lady, was now walking around in his life thinking she was him. Not to mention he was still stuck in a diaper which was not fun. Just as Kyle thought this, he felt a warm feeling stirring in his diaper. He didn't even realize he had to go, but apparently being in this life meant a lack of bowel control of any kind. He tried to stay quiet but his life's instinct's took over as he began to cry.
"Oh what's the matter baby girl? Are you hungry?" The baby said, somehow in perfect english.
Kyle couldn't stop crying as the Angie in Jasmin's life came over, lowered the bars on the oversized crib, and somehow managed to lift Kyle! He was amazed it was even possible and the device must've been doing something to even allow that. Angie took a whiff of Kyle and pulled back her head.
"Woooo. There's your problem. Someone made a stinky!" She said as she placed Kyle on the massive changing table.
Kyle was not looking forward to this at all when he turned his head and saw that Angie had placed the device on the table. He turned back on saw the small "mother" walk over to get a fresh set of diapers and Kyle saw his chance. He grabbed the device, and with his poor dexterity, managed to select himself with the device.
He could barely sit his head up, let alone aim, so he needed to make this shot count. He hoped for the best as he was basically firing blind. Reality shifted as Kyle changed positions. Kyle had swapped lives with...