Jeff casually looks at the screen, the first object that caught his attention was a large, almost overflowing diaper on the end of the table. His mind reels in panic but it was already too late. He felt a tingling all over himself, and began rapidly shrinking. His legs and arms stretched out to form the sides of the nappy, his body becoming the inside. Suddenly a awful taste hits him like a truck and he realizes he can feel the poop smeared over ever inch of him. He can taste very acutely the shit sitting in him, after a minute of sitting there he realizes the smell is just as bad. He is wrapped in a plastic bag, amplifying the already awful smell and taste. He watches in horror unable to do anything to resist as the trash lid is opened and he is thrown in with a wide assortment of other messy diapers.
As he is thrown in the plastic bag falls off of him and Jeff feels the cold squishy messes from the diapers before him. After almost the entire day he gets used to the smell and taste, but that's when he sees a dim light and a pile of messed diapers is thrown in. The hot and fresh shit splashes all over him and a new, equally awful taste and smell envelopes him. He hopes the machine will turn him back...