You attempt to run back through the mirror as it fades away but your legs can't seem to hold you up, and you trip and fall onto a strangely padded surface. For some reason, this causes a sudden urge for you to cry and you give into the feeling. Closing your eyes, you cry your heart out and are greated with a pleasant voice. You cannot tell what the voice is saying as you slip farther into infancy, only that it comes from your mommy. Opening your eyes, you notice you are surrounded by wooden bars and underneath you is a soft mat covered in plastic. Looking down at yourself, you see the body of an infant and disposable diaper is fastened around his waist. Two hands are placed around your chest and you are lifted up to mommy and she placed you over her shoulder and carries you to a changing table. Mommy places you down and for the first time you notice how pretty she is. Asian women had always turned you on, but now you don't seem so sexually stimulated by them as you see them as a need for survival. Mommy begins to undo your diaper....