Her hands were cast off her diaper and held away by some invisible force as her shirt swiftly grew out into a onesie. It covered her diaper and flipped up between her legs, the snaps locking in place with the front. The arms grew out and covered up to her wrists as thick mittens covered her hands. her torn socks also thickened and mended to cover her new toes with the same material as her gloves. a pink bow appeared on her head as well as another on her onesie just above the hole for her tail. finally a pacifier appeared and popped into her mouth and the word "Baby" appeared on the front of her onesie. She began tugging on her onesie but the snaps help fast and she lacked the grip with these new mittens on. Even as she tried to claw through the mitts, they wouldn't tear. Her socks and mittens seemed to be resistant to her claws. She felt the last ounce of her control slip away as she finished messing her diaper...

"Now unless you find someone to change you, you're going to be like this FOREVER..."

She moaned softly as her cheeks burned with shame... someone ELSE had to change her...