A morning stroll.

Carol had her strapped into a bright-pink stroller big enough to hold her

"Wait! WaitwaitwaitwaitwaitwaitWAIT!" Linda cried out as she wrapped her arms around her exposed breasts. "I'm not dressed! I can't go out there!"

"Oh don't worry sweety. A quiet morning around the block and you'll fell so much calmer."

No matter how much she protested, Linda found herself a **** participant in a humiliation campaign against her. She took the occasional time off from covering her tits to try and unbuckle herself out of the stroller she was trapped in, but her hands were numb and useless whenever she even thought of unbuckling herself.

Neighbors she recognized (but didn't really care to know beyond basic facial recognition) walked by the two of them on the sidewalk. Old men, married couples, guys with their dogs, even parents pushing strollers with actual babies, all of them walked by and they didn't seem to notice the early-twenties woman in a diaper with her tits hanging out.

"Hey? Hey!"

Her shame was replaced with confusion as some of the strangers walking by only gave her a brief glance before returning to what they were doing.

"The fuck's going on? It's like they don't see me."

"They do see you dear," said Carol.

"I mean, they don't realize anything's wrong."

"Nothing's wrong, dear. It's a Class-A Continuity Censor that comes with your new position. Keeps the average human-being without the right clearance from interfering with your duties."

"So, what, I'm invisible now?"

"Oh no dear. You're meant to be a baby, and so they see you as a baby. And there's nothing unusual about a baby in a stroller. It's all in the manual."

"Again with the fucking manual."

Linda gasped when she felt her loins grow hotter all of assudden. Looked and saw a stain of yellow appear from nowhere over the only thing she was wearing. The little building block pictures stamped on the front dissolved into a bright blue slurry, done to further emphasized that it had been ruined and was in need of replacing.

Not only had Linda been **** into a diaper, but she had just wet herself in it. She didn't even feel like she needed to go. Even her body was against her now.

"What the fuck?" she whispered, breathless with shock.