Her aging came to a screeching halt back at her proper age.
"now are you going to be a good girl?" she nodded in fear of what he might do to her.
"good. Now who needs a change?"
"I-I do. I need my diaper changed please."
"there's a good girl I'd be happy to put you in a clean diaper." he willed a changing table to appear and he levitated her onto it.
"I felt it was more comfortable then floating in midair." he changes her himself completely by himself.
"there, all better?"
"mhm."
"Good. Now how bout you go play and I'll be back in a little bit."
"um what am I supposed to 'play' with?" she questioned shyly.
"here use this." he handed her a button that appeared in his hand. "push of it and think of something and it will materialize in front of you."
"and you trust me with something like this?" she regets asking, eliminating any chance to escape.
"of course, it only makes toys so there's nothing you can use to escape. But since you noted that I think you deserve a little reward.
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