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Toddler Time

added 3 years ago AR BM Toddler

“For your transformation, you’re going to turn into a toddler. Specifically, three years old. Do you know if you were potty trained at three?”

Jennifer was too startled by the specific choice to answer the question.

“It doesn’t matter if you were before. You definitely aren’t now. And you’re not a big girl, you don’t get pull-ups. You get actual diapers, nice and fluffy and thick, perfect for holding the worst bowel movements from the messiest of toddlers. Which you are.” As Kyle spoke, Jennifer could feel her panties thickening and expanding into a diaper.

“For ease of changing you, you no longer have any pants. Just dresses and skirts, short enough that everyone can see that diaper of yours. What are you wearing today?”

“Pervert,” Jennifer spat.

“I think you’re wearing a cute little skirt and a matching T-shirt that tells the whole world that you have issues making it to the potty,” Kyle said. Jennifer’s outfit suddenly transformed into a short skirt and a T-shirt that read “#1 Diaper Filler”.

“Your hair is in pigtails.” Jennifer’s hair was suddenly in pigtails tied by ribbons. “You’re wearing slip-ons, since you can’t tie your shoes yet.” Jennifer’s shoes were replaced by Velcro sneakers. “And you’d better head outside soon, so that you don’t miss your ride.”

“Ride?”

“You’re three. You can’t drive.” With those words, Jennifer shrunk down to a toddler size that better suited her infantile attire. “You’re lucky you said something, by the way. If you didn’t, I was going to dare you to act like the toddler you are. But all I could do was give you the physical limitations you’d have as a toddler, not change your behavior to match.”

“Bastewd,” Jennifer snarled in her adorable toddler voice. Kyle chuckled.

“Isn’t that cute? Like I said, you should go outside now. Your mom won’t be happy if you miss your ride.”

“Wide to whewe?” Jennifer asked. The phone went dead. Jennifer stared at it, still in shock. She then swallowed, hung up the phone, and grabbed her backpack, which was now plastic and sparkly, with unicorns on it, to match her new age.

Her heart in her mouth, Jennifer exited the house to see…


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