"A diaper? A bottle and a rattle? Come on, guy!" Dan said.
"Dude, you know I you're an 11 year old boy except when I decide
otherwise. Don't you realize, I can make you just as easily an 11
month old?"
"Yeah, Danny, my girlfriend Sara is crazy about infants, and she'd
just love to babysit an 11 month old you," Jay said evilly.
"Come on, Dan, baby up. If you wet your diaper or worse, Jay or I will
change you. After a few months, we may even potty train you."
"Come on, guys, you may potty train me?"
"Yeah, we may, but until then you may have to walk around in soggy
diapers a lot of the time," Sean explained, "And you better put your
diaper on quick, because I made sure that your current Chronivac
profile says you have no control of your bladder or bowels. If you
make a mess, you'll have to lick it up!"
"What?" Dan said in terror as he pulled the adult diaper on, "Okay,
satisfied?"
"Now the bonnet, and then crawl around on all fours. Jay, get baby
Danny a bottle."
"Make it a beer!" Dan said as he tied his bonnet on.
"Humiliating, ain't it," laughed Jay.
"Oh, Danny, if you're a baby. I don't think you should have an adult
vocabulary. From now on, speak baby talk, or I may just have to shrink
your brain, so baby talk is all you'll ever do."
Terrified and humiliated on all fours, Dan looked at his room mates
and said, "Goo goo, gaga."
They both laughed. His four hours of hell were just beginning.