Within minutes of finishing the milk coming from his aunt's breast, Jared was fast asleep in his aunt's arms.
'What's mommy going to do with you?' thought his aunt staring down at the sleeping infant.
By the time Jared woke up and remembered what happened, it was too late. He was trapped inside a crib and wearing an infant girl's dress and his bladder was telling him it needed to be emptied. However, as he went to say something, the little concentration he had on keeping himself dry was lost and he learned of another secret that his aunt had for him. Beneath the pink panties she'd used to transform him into this infant, was a thirsty disposable diaper soaking up everything his tiny bladder threw at it. Again Jared attempted to speak, but all that came out was a group of muffled, unrecognizable sounds, which only upset him even more.
Franticly, Jared tried the next best thing and release the side of the crib and escape this nightmare. Although, as he sat up he caught sight of a tiny mirror out of the corner of his eye. Staring back at him was a perfect mirror image of his aunt's friend's child, Molly. Molly was eighteen-months and in his opinion one of the worst children ever born. All she ever did was crawl around or beg to be picked up and if you ignored her, she'd scream for hours on end until you did what she wanted you to do.
"Is my little princess up?" called his aunt as she opened up the door.