"Alright then sport." Wanda said as she raised her wand and poof.
Timmy turned into a three year old as everything changed around him. His room changed as well to reflect him being three, no longer in a crib, he was instead on a bed, with small rails. His attire had changed too, turning from a wet diaper to some pink footie pajamas with a bigger wet diaper underneath them. There was still a changing table in the room though.
"Great I can talk now." Timmy said, testing his powers of speech.
"Alright, I wish-" Timmy was interrupted as the door to his room opened, and Wanda turned into a pink cat doll, landing on the bed.
His mother had barged into the room and was looking at Timmy standing on the bed, she sniffed once and then descended on her son, lifting him off the bed. "Alright, let's get you changed." She said as she laid him onto the changing table, taking his pajamas off as she did. Timmy squirmed a little on the changing table, blushing at the thought of having his mom change his diaper, but ultimately he couldn't do anything right now. So his mom un-taped the diaper, then tossed it into a nearby pail, then she wiped Timmy up and then sprinkled some baby power onto him. Grabbing a new diaper and getting it underneath her sons butt, then she brought it up and taped it securely.
"There, all nice and fresh." His mom said as she took Timmy over to his bed, and laid him down under the covers.
She then began to read Timmy a story, and as much as he tried to stay awake, he couldn't fight the drowsiness overtaking him.
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