Custom Video: I'm your boss and I've noticed lately that you've been acting very unprofessional. So I bring you into my office to chastise you for your "childish behavior." But you think to yourself: "Huh, I'll show her childish behavior." Unbeknownst to me, you have magical powers that allow you make things materialize at will. I continue you to scold you but suddenly I look down and find myself wearing what appears to be an adult size onesie with a bib. and even more embarrassing -I'm wearing a diaper! I demand you to change me back. I'm getting angrier by the second when you make a big bowl of oatmeal appear in front of me. Immediately I am intrigued by the bowl. It's like I'm mesmerized by it, and I feel very hungry all of a sudden, so I start to eat it as though compelled. I eat it all very quickly and sit back feeling satisfied. I'm no longer mad at you for the little trick you played. I'm not even mad at your unprofessional behavior. I'm ready to put all of this behind us when I start to feel a strange rumbling in my stomach. I clutch my tummy feeling like I'm about to mess. I beg you to change me back so I can run into the bathroom. But you just laugh and tell me there's no way I'm getting out of this. I'm horrified when I lose control of my bladder and pee right into my diaper. You then tell me that messing myself will cause me to dump all of my intelligence into my pants and I'll become nothing but a dumb, drooling diaper filler. I whine and cry, already a little regressed from wetting. I cry even louder when I suddenly mess my diaper loudly. Before my mind slips away I open the snap crotch of my onesie, showing off the messy padding. I try to stand up, only to fall back down onto my diapered butt as my fine motor skills disappear. Completely regressed now I rub the front of my diaper, enjoying the new mushy sensation in my empty mind.