I got up, and felt weird looking straight into her eyes. Normally, I had been taller than her.
"Come on, lets get to my room, maybe even get you some better clothes." She started to leave my room, and I followed her to the hallway.
After blinking a couple times and stopping, I looked over at Tiffany. While standing there, new memories were flooding into my brain.
"Um... John, is something wrong?"
"Tiff...do you have and wear diapers?" I asked her.
"Um...um...no I don't."
"Don't lie Tiff, I know that they are in your closet on the left side, and some are in the shirt drawer of your dresser."
"How did you know that?" Tiff asked me.
"Probably the same way that I know that you...