Yes, albeit reluctantly

You have yet to see Joanne get angry in the year since you first met her, and you decide you would rather not see her like that.

"Okay... Mommy," you mutter, feeling utterly defeated.

Joanne smiles, greatly pleased with your decision. "Wonderful, honey. I'm glad you'll be sharing my bed. I'll be breastfeeding you regularly, so being at my side will help."

You turn slightly red and look down with your lip curled. You find yourself reflecting on how embarrassing and wrong this seems to be. Was this all really going to help you to see Joanne as your mother that much quicker?

Anyway, it seems you have little choice. With a clap of her hands that echoes through the house, Joanne finalizes the deal. Stretching out her hand, she takes you by the waist and brings you to the living room, where you find a TV, a circular rug, and some deluxe sofas.

"Just relax on the sofas and I'll be bringing the diapers," Joanne tells you, "You can either go ahead and take off all your clothes - and I mean EVERYTHING - or let me handle it. Be right back!"

You are about to open your mouth to voice your shock, but she steps out before you can get a word out. She was literally give you no time to adjust to diapers. Unfortunately, she speeds past you, leaving you dumbfounded.

You stare at your feet in horror. You have to either take all your clothes off, or have her do it instead. You had accepted that you would have to change into diapers, but you did not imagine it would start like this!