The moment you press the button, you feel your own clothing change. Your underwear puffs out, becoming a diaper, while your work attire transforms into a soft, blue onesie. The restaurant around you changes as well. Suddenly, the décor looks like a baby’s nursery. You look around. The other staff members are in the same boat as you, wearing onesies and, if the bulges around their waists are any indication, diapers as well.
“Jacky Boy, why are you just standing around?” your boss asks. The pacifier still in his mouth muffles his voice slightly. You notice that your boss is now wearing clothes over his diaper; bright red overalls patterned with lighthouses and a white T-shirt. But to your relief, his diaper is still very obvious.
“I’m on it,” you say, deciding to fix things when you next get a break. You head over to your customers, taking care of them as best you can, despite the thick diaper forcing you to waddle. As you fall into your regular routine, you silently note all the changes you’ve done to the restaurant.
All the female staff wears pink onesies and all the male staff wears blue onesies. Pacifiers are clipped to the front of the onesies, but it seems like only Josh actually uses it. Clientele is now almost exclusively parents with children, though there are a few teenagers and college students there to make fun of the restaurant’s theme. And the menus have even changed. They no longer serve classical Italian-American cuisine, but instead food fit for toddlers and babies, like cereal, chicken fingers, and mac and cheese.
Finally, your break rolls around. And not soon enough, because you really have to pee. You rush off to the bathroom only to discover…