You are now in the hands of the playful Auguste clown Rhapsie. You almost fell to the floor by way of struggling with a big puffy diaper that was just placed on you, but this clown caught you in time. She's looking down on your body as it has gone through a rigorous baby clown transformation. Your skin has been bleached, you have a comical hairstyle, and you are in diapers. At this point, it's almost complete. Then as this one clown holds you, the music starts. It's a tune you might have heard before, a one-hit wonder from the past with a bit of an unsavory tone. But since the artists are no longer relevant and in this day and age it's harmless, nothing wrong with a bunch of clowns trying to be hip playing around with it.
"Oooh, baby, baby
Baby, baby
Oooh, baby, baby
Baby, baby!"
Yes, Salt'n Pepa's "Push it". And as you recognized that song Rhapsie started to hop with a little rhythm. She's shaking you along and making a mock dance while holding your hands and coaxing you to dance. You don't seem to be in much control but you don't completely give in, much to this clowns delight, as she continues to move along with you through another end of the room. As this happens, the other clowns minus Pollyanna are watching and dancing and hopping to the song and all of them smiling as they look on at you.
"Yay, we totally have a party going on here!" says Rhapsie to you. "Oh my clueless little baby, how do you like everything so far??"
"Goo goo? Baa baa!" you asked hoping it would be: "What do you mean clueless? What have I gotten myself into!"
"Isn't it just fun to be a clown??" asked you the female Auguste.
"Daa daa! Daa daa!" you don't know how but, you were actually agreeing.
"Now then, I'm pretty sure anyone who takes a look at you now will figure out in a heartbeat you're a clown, and a baby! As if the big silly diaper isn't gonna give it away! But still, it's actually not funny enough! The idea of you being a clown baby really needs to stick! You have to feel like one, inside..." as she said this, she reached for your crotch and you felt Mr. Joy getting a little pump. This excites you feeling all sorts of bliss, and leaving you wide open for her surprise...
"...and out!" she pushes you back immediately into a portion of the room before 3 big mirrors. She's going to give you something to wear. She walks by wheeling in a rack of assorted clown dresses and costumes and pulls out a little number for you. A light blue one piece baby puffy romper, and as soon she hands it to you, you start putting it on as if you were required to. You don't know how, but in spite of all the weirdness, you are fully complying to this. You are in your mind under the obligation to put this on now, it’s your job. As you settle both your feet into what seems to be built in booties, the costume smooths out through your bottom, hiding the big baggy diaper and the silly big pin with absolutely no signs that suggest that you might be wearing something like that and it fits itself into a firm clown shape. The sleeves of this romper are long with mittens and as you fit your hands in these you button yourself up. Rhapsie's smiling in front of you still humming “Push it” as it’s still being played in the back while tying a big comical round bonnet the same color as your romper to your head, with frills at the edges, it's what hid your silly little haircut. She then went on to tie an exaggerated huge white bib that was part of the costume. It seems pretty frilly as well, but on the center it had blue comic letters that give you your newly earned title of BABY.
You now stand in front of these 3 mirrors fully suited, you are feeling an alien sense of accomplishment as you fitted yourself in this costume and you examine what an adorable little clown you had become so far, feeling also thankful about the trouble your new friends went through to make sure you are a very detailed caricature, inside and out.
Then it happens, the music stops, the other clowns disappear, and the lights go out.