First let me put you in a nice dry diaper.
She picks you up by your small waist and pulls off your oversized adult clothes, exposing your new bare baby bottom. She magically conjures up baby powder and baby oil and begins to powder and moisten your little behind. As you cry and scream in utter humiliation at your renewed infancy you try to crawl to hide from the world. The woman just grabs you tight by your small legs and holds you down laughing. She then straps you into a tight crinkling diaper that feels weird to you. You have not worn diapers for years and you forgot how they felt...they feel so sheltering. You look down at the diaper and see your small legs that can no longer walk poking out of it. Embarrassment begins to overcome you.
WAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! You wail and cry with all of your might.
Awww. What's the matter. What's wrong with the little baby. Aw sweetie... your just a helpless little cutie aren't you? There, there, mommy will care for you. You'll never have to worry about adult things ever again.
The woman picks you up in her arms and rocks you back and forth. She conjures up a pacifier and places it in your mouth. You lay in her arms in utter shame and disbelief at what is happening. Mainly your thoughts are about how she conjured up those baby items. Is she a witch, a sorceress, a demon? What is she? And how long is she going to make you her baby?