"Graduating college now requires a distaste for solid foods. PhD students can only eat breast milk and baby mush."

Megan thought more about the infantile world that she could speak into truth. She had already made the educated population diaper dependent, but what else could she do?

She lifted the Truth Engine to her lips and pressed the button again. "Graduating college now requires a distaste for solid foods. PhD students can only eat breast milk and baby mush."

Reality shimmered and rippled around her again, a sensation Megan was growing increasingly familiar with.

The smells of plastic and baby powder now had milk and various aromas of fruit and grain in the air. On Megan's workstation, next to her journals and laptop and equipment, were several jars of baby food and a refillable milk bottle, complete with rubber nipple. Megan sat down and began drinking from her bottle, bouncing on her wet diaper as the yummy milk entered her stomach.

Throughout the campus, Megan's changes began to add onto each other. A meeting with a faculty advisor turned into a feeding session as a Master's student sucked on his teacher's large breasts, unaware that he was filling his diaper with the remnants of the gooey snack bar that was his breakfast. A senior study group on a snack break dared each other to eat the Cheerios with their hands, all parties knowing that they'd eventually go for the mushed-up cereal paste that was considered adult. A freshman was so busy drinking her third bottle of apple juice that she failed to notice she had peed all over her skirt and panties; when she realized, she'd be so excited that she would pass her unpotty training [exam.

As](http://exam.As) Megan continued to drink from her luxurious milk bottle, she wondered what she would change next.