Yes, POV switch Hannah’s mommy

Megan kept reading her book as more people got on and off the bus. A few people seemed to notice the smell of her diaper but no one seemed to notice her baby-like clothing and giant car seat. The one man who did walk by and ask about her bizarre appearance and awful smell left wearing a pastel sundress, puffy pink diaper, doll-like female face and sporting a nice new rack. She plopped down in a seat in the back, quickly getting swallowed by a spontaneously appearing like hers.

She only kissed him for a second and she didn’t even fully understand why. Was her new body really that powerful?

Megan decided it didn’t matter. When the bus finally got to its stop in front of the mall she got out with her babified daughters. Each of them kissed another passenger around the same age as them trying to board the bus, causing them to be reduced back to diapers before they could even take a seat.

Megan knew though that she and her daughters needed a change. They couldn’t get diaper rash but the messes in their pants would start to turn cold or crunchy if they didn’t change themselves. Hannah didn’t know how, and wouldn’t know until she was 18, although she’d be incontinent the entire time until and after them. Her older daughter Kaylie could change her little sister, but not herself or mommy. Something in their minds just kept them from learning how to.

Megan led them through the glass foyer into the closest bathroom, then scoffed. “No changing tables? Honestly I would think this mall was better run.”

Hannah and Kaylie giggled as they walked together into a family stall. Megan took off her bright colored tights and temporarily stuffed them into her giant purse and diaper bag. As she sat on a toilet, she undid the tapes on her diaper and took it off, wiping and powdering herself just like she’d do for her daughters. She looked briefly for a diaper bin, then seeing none, taped it back together and placed it on the back of the toilet for now.

She was so occupied in changing her dirty diaper she was hardly noticing the changes around her. The toilet got bigger and the bowl closed underneath her bum. Then back and the pump disappeared and began lengthening across the stall. A soft, stain resistant gel pad appeared on top of it as she placed a clean diaper under herself. By the time she taped it on the stall’s toilet had completed changed into a wooden changing table, with drawers full of all sizes of diapers and cleaning products. Even her original dirty diaper was simply gone.

She called Kaylie to get her messy diaper changed next, not noticing their presence in the bathroom was still changing it. A pair of kiddie stools were now next to the changing table and the walls for the stall had vanished. The floor had turned into a stain resistant puzzle mat. She changed Kaylie without noticing all the other toilets were now changing tables, and was changing Hannah when a pair of women in their thirties walked into the bathroom.