Keep watching.

You feel bad watching but you can't look away as your mother pulls Jane's heavy diaper open, revealing her pussy. Jane shoots you an angry look but then covers her face with her hands, hiding from the humiliation.

Your mother gets to work cleaning Jane's most intimate places. It occurs to you that, if Jane is telling the truth, it won't be long before you are receiving similar treatment. You shudder at the thought but keep watching.

Finally, your mother slides a clean diaper under Jane's bottom and tapes her into it. She helps Jane down from the changing table and declares "Let's go have breakfast."

"I can't believe you watched her change my diaper." Jane snaps at you.

"I can't believe you did this to me." You snap back as the two of you follow your mother out of the room. Jane stops at her own door and pushes it open.

All of her stuff is gone. Instead, the room is set up as a study with your mother's books and computer which were previously in a study she shared with your father.

Jane stares into the room, stunned as the fact her old life is gone sinks in. You just keep walking, still angry with her.

Your mother stops to wash her hands in the bathroom and you continue out to the living room where you find a giant playpen. Your mother catches up with you as you stand there, still trying to make sense of all this.

"Where is your sister?" She asks, looking back up the hallway and spotting Jane. "Hurry up Jane." Jane soon joins you and you all head to the dining table where you find two highchairs, somehow proportioned for adults.

You aren't surprised when your mother leads you to one of the highchairs. "Up you go." You try to resist but with little effort, she pushes you into the seat and traps you there with the tray.

Jane, somewhat broken, is more cooperative as she is placed into the highchair next to you.

You both get bibs tied around your necks and then your mother goes to the kitchen and returns with a pair of plastic bowls which she places on the trays. Your bowl is filled with an unidentifiable goo. The orange colour suggests that some of it is carrot. Positioning herself between the two of you, she begins feeding you with plastic spoons.

Jane pulls a face as she accepts the first mouthful then your mother brings a spoonful to your mouth.

At that moment you feel liquid trickling down over your balls and pooling under your bottom. You gasp as you realise that you're wetting your diaper and you hadn't even felt like you needed to pee.

Your mother takes this opportunity to shove the spoon into your mouth. You pull the same face as Jane did as you swallow the mush.

Once both bowls are empty, your mother cleans your faces with a damp cloth, removes your bibs and finally releases you and Jane from the highchairs. Your diaper feels thicker and heaver between your legs as you get down.