"No don't spraaa.......aaay me" John says his voice getting higher as he gets younger and more feminine. Until a second or two later there is a little baby girl version of John sat on the floor in nothing but a pair of pink pampers.
"Ou ment to be ickle giwl, not me - I is da big boy" he now she exclaimed almost throwing a little tantrum.
Jasmine bent down to pick up the now tiny John, "Wow, you make such an adorable baby girl, almost makes me want children of my own, maybe I should try it out for a while".
"Wha.... no make me big 'gain, I no wanna be baybee girwl, I th'owwy, I onlwy ment it as a funee joke" John said, in his tiny little voice, bursting into tears and wetting and soiling his diapers.
Jasmine feels the moist diaper with her hand and can smell the stench of poo. "Maybe in a week, I'll change you back, but somebody can't control there bladder or bowels obviously isn't meant to be a big girl - that's right girl as that's the only other perfume you bought, you'll have to figure out how to be a man again when you grow up. Oh and if I'm going to show you off as my neice who I'm looking after we can't call you john can we, hmmm I always liked the name Janey. And if you disobey me you might just stay this way forever, OK"
"Kay" said John, resigned to his fate, for at least a week.
"So what's your name then, you cute little baby girl" she says mocking him, talking as if to a child.
"I'm Janey, auwntie Ja'thmin" he says not wanting to be this way any longer than possible.
"Good girl - Now how about we get that diaper changed and get you into a cute little dress".
The day passes and John now Janey behaves like the baby girl he looks like, but then.......