Jennifer stared at the classroom they had arrived at. It was the child development classroom, an elective that was taken by students who wanted to go into childcare or get a head start on learning how to be a good parent. Dread grew within her as to what her attending the class meant.
“I have to go to class, Jenny,” Trisha said impatiently. She pushed Jennifer into the classroom. “Mrs. Cline, Jenny’s here!” The child development teacher, Mrs. Cline, got up from her desk and came over to Jennifer.
“Thank you, Trisha,” Mrs. Cline said. Trisha nodded. She left. Mrs. Cline squeezed Jennifer’s diaper. “Hmm. You’re wet, Jenny.”
“Yeth,” Jennifer mumbled, embarrassed.
“Think you can wait for a change until class starts? There’s one student who still hasn’t had a chance to change your diaper yet.”
“Okay,” Jennifer said.
“Good girl!” Mrs. Cline cooed. She brought Jennifer into the classroom. There was a playpen by her desk, which Jennifer was deposited in. “Thank you, again, for being so helpful. I know that it wasn’t your choice, since the class subject for child development is randomly chosen from all the students in school. But I still appreciate how well-behaved and cooperative you are. Last year’s class subject, well…” Mrs. Cline shook her head. “He refused to go along with anything.”
“…Not a problem,” Jennifer said after a moment. As Mrs. Cline spoke, new memories began to filter into her mind, as she began to understand the new reality she was in.
Like Mrs. Cline said, every year, one student in school was randomly chosen to be the subject for the child development class. It resulted in child development students being the best in the country, and the class itself being considered a highly desirable course to take. There was always a massive wait list. Jennifer had been chosen for this year, and underwent a procedure to turn her into a toddler. At the end of the school year, she would be returned to her age, but a year younger, so that she could repeat the school year and actually learn in classes, rather than be how students learned.
Students began to file into the classroom. The bell rang. Mrs. Cline began to speak, explaining what they would be learning that day. While Mrs. Cline was talking, Jennifer let out a loud fart. Her bowels emptied into her already wet diaper. Mrs. Cline chuckled.
“Thank you for the reminder, Jenny. Kyle, come up and change her diaper. You haven’t done it yet.” To Jennifer’s horror, Kyle came up to the front of the classroom. Mrs. Cline removed her from the playpen and set her on a changing table, where she began to walk Kyle through the changing process.
“I like you a lot better like this,” Kyle whispered to Jennifer as he wiped poop off her butt. Jennifer glared at him.
“Transform or Dare?” she whispered to Kyle. Kyle’s face went slack in shock. “You better answer, or you’ll get both.”