John chuckled mischievously as he tapped on the "2" and confirmed the change. Suddenly, he felt a strange sensation wash over him, like a gentle breeze blowing through his mind. He blinked and looked around, feeling a bit disoriented.
Then, he glanced down at himself and gasped. He was no longer the bored twelve-year-old boy he had been just moments ago. Instead, he appeared to be a toddler, barely two years old, strapped into a car seat next to his now older sister. He was wearing a blue shirt, overalls and he clearly felt a diaper underneath.
"Mom! Dad!" John squealed in a high-pitched voice, feeling both exhilarated and a little panicked.
His parents turned around, startled by the sudden outburst. "What's wrong, sweetie?" his mom asked, concern evident in her voice.
John's mind raced as he tried to come up with an explanation. "Nothing" he babbled, hoping they wouldn't notice anything strange.
His dad raised an eyebrow but shrugged it off. "Alright then, just keep it down a bit," he said with a chuckle before turning back to the road.
John let out a sigh of relief, realizing he had narrowly avoided detection. Now, with his newfound toddler form, he began to contemplate the possibilities. He could have all sorts of fun with this! But first, he needed to focus on a new issue. He had a wet diaper. He checked his new sentence which read:
"The two year old boy sits in carseat with a wet diaper on"
John then...