You became as small as a baby and your clothes bunched up around you. Mrs. Hillford quickly pulled away all your clothing, leaving your body completely exposed. She put a small diaper on you that attached you to the carseat.
"What have you done?" I squeaked, my voice much higher than normal in my baby state. In response, Mrs. Hillford took out a bright pink pacifier.
"No more talking, baby." She said to you. She popped the pacifier in your mouth, embarrassing you immensely. You tried to pull it off but it was stuck fast, ruining any chance of communication with the outside world. Next, Mrs. Hillford put a bright yellow onesie on you, sealing it tightly on with duct tape. You tried to peel it off, but your new baby hands weren't strong enough.
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