"Mother, what's going on?" you quickly ask. "I wasn't wearing this yesterday, and I haven't drank from a bottle in years!"
Nina turns and stares at you strangely. "What are you talking about, Cherrl? You've always worn diapers, and you've always drank from a bottle. It's a fact."
You shake your head, confused. Deciding that you need some time to think, you quickly slip out and start walking.
The strange sound of the crinkling diaper keeps distracting you as you walk. It feels strange against your skin, and the wind feels odd against your legs...wait!
Remembering that Cherrl always wore long socks, you quickly glance down. But the socks and shoes you see definitely aren't the ones Cherrl normally wears. The socks are short, with a frilly hem, and the shoes look like the kind a child would wear.
"My...my clothes are changing! But why?"
Another feeling distracts you, however. Your dress appears to be getting shorter, and you can feel a tug on your hair! Suddenly worried, you absent-mindedly stick your thumb in your mouth.