Just then as your tears run down your face you begin to feal familiar. A tingling drains down your face and runs around to the back of your head. Afterwards it works its way down the rest of your body as though you were melting.
You realize what is happening and it makes your tempertantrum worse. You scream out like a child would when they didn't get their way. spit works its way out of your mouth and your white face becomes red as your screams leave yourself.
Then you scream so loud that you pass out. The blackness that quickly engulfs your form seems oddly familiar. Its warming after a while. A while later you realize that you are asleep.
Your eyes open to the new realm about you. The walls a painted in a gothed out version of Hello Kitty and other animals. You look upon your bed to find that it is the size of a toddler. Seconds later your eyes finaly meet your almost naked form. You blink and realize that you are probably about two years old and that diapers are meant for little girls like you. The world about you seems slightly shineyer than it has for the past few months as you look about for your clothes. You find them and donn the gear accordingly.
You are now garbbed in a small dress that is just slightly short enough to show off your diaper. The stocking have now become a onsie and now your armwarmers have shortened into mittems and you are wearing a bonnet. Your eyes surfaces from yourself and out tward the door.