Excitement was in the air as the four friends made their way around the carnival that was in town for the weekend. Jaxxy, Zip, Gator, and Jake had visited every attraction and ridden every ride the carnival had to offer except for one; The Magic Maze of Mirrors.

For the most part, the four friends thought it was lame, except for the red and bright green colored dog, Jaxxy. He was very interested in seeing what he would look like in all of the silly reflections. Not caring if his friends accompanied him or not, he entered the hall.

Jaxxy wondered through the maze of mirrors, admiring himself in all of the different reflections. In some he was short, some tall, some wide, and some skinny. He couldn’t help but laugh at his strange reflections. After several minutes of wondering around, he reached an opening. The walls were just like all of the others, covered in mirrors. What was odd, however, were the soft, foam puzzle piece tiles on the floor with an assortment of baby toys scattered across them.

Jaxxy slowly entered the room, wondering why it had such a strange setup. Picking up a baby blue rattle, he began inspecting it, not noticing the reflections in the mirror beginning to change. The more he shook the rattle, the younger his reflection in the mirrors began to appear. It wasn’t until his reflection was roughly four years old and wearing a pull up that Jaxxy looked up and gave the reflection a look. He couldn’t believe what he was seeing. It didn’t make sense that mirrors could imitate what he looked like as a toddler. Looking down, he received an even larger shock. The mirrors weren’t imitating how he used to look, they were reflecting how he looked now! Jaxxy had become the four year old toddler that shown in the reflections, pull up included.

Jaxxy couldn’t believe what he was seeing. In his panic, he stumbled backwards and tripped over more toys. The rattle, still in his hand began to shake more. Losing his balance, while stumbling, Jaxxy fell and landed on his butt with a loud crinkle sound. Oddly enough, he barely felt anything when he landed. Looking up at the mirror, he realized he was no longer a four year old toddler. Instead he had become a full blown baby, no older than two. The reason he hadn’t felt anything when he fell was because of a massive diaper around his waste. It was blue in color just like the rattle and smelled of baby powder.

Jaxxy began poking at the diaper with the same hand as the rattle, still not understanding that the rattle was the cause of his regression. With each poke he caused the rattle to shake again and with each shake, this time something different happened. He began to get happier and his cares began slipping away. He couldn’t remember why he was upset or what he was doing before he had fallen. All Jaxxy knew was his diaper was beginning to get warm and squishy. He liked it so much, he began to babble and bounce up and down. The rattle was making a nice chew toy too. Jaxxy fell over onto his back and felt his diaper get warmer again. Maybe his friends would come play with him soon.

Zip, Jake, and Gator couldn’t believe Jaxxy was so interested in a maze of mirrors. It didn’t seem near as fun as the rides and attractions they had already experienced. They decided to wait outside for him.

It wasn’t until about 20 minutes had passed that they began to get worried. The building wasn’t that big. It shouldn’t have taken Jaxxy that long to see everything. They decided to go in after him. The trio passed all of the same mirrors Jaxxy had. Some making them appear short, some tall, some fat, and some skinny. After a few yards into the maze, the came to a three way fork in the path. Not having any idea which path Jaxxy had taken, they decided to split up.

Zip chose the path on the left. He couldn’t help but be on edge. The big rubber mutt and Jaxxy had always had a special connection. He really cared about Jaxxy. He continued to follow the twists and turns of the maze, getting more worried by the minute. A few turns later and he noticed a strong odor. It’s smelled like urine. If he didn’t know any better, he could swear he also heard a baby giggling and cooing. He hurried in the direction of the sound and smell, now worried that Jaxxy wasn’t the only person lost in the maze.

Zip soon rounded a turn and saw something he couldn’t believe. Laying on the floor in a soaked diaper, was a baby that looked just like Jaxxy. The baby was sucking on a rattle without a care in the world. Zip knelt down by the baby, not sure what to think. The baby looked like Jaxxy and even had Jaxxy’s scent. It was when the baby looked him deep in the eyes, that Zip came to the full realization that he was looking at a regressed version of his best friend.

Feeling like he should take care of his friend, he decided to help Jaxxy out of his soaked diaper. What he wasn’t aware of, however, were the magical affects of the mirror maze. Upon touching the diaper Jaxxy was wearing, the mirrors lit up with a bright light, all shining on Zip.

Blinded by the lights, he didn’t notice the changes taking place to his body. His skin was becoming softer, almost fabric like. It wasn’t until his arms and legs started flattening out that he realized what was happening, but it was too late. He tried to scream, but his mouth became muffled as it was encased in the same fabric, flattening out with the rest of his body. Next, everything went black.

When Zip was finally able to open his eyes, he was floating in the air, but couldn’t move. Looking across at one of the mirrors, he saw something that couldn’t have been possible. Staring back at him was a rubber diaper, with zippers instead of tabs, and his face on the front. Somehow, he had become a diaper. Looking to his right, Zip realized Baby Jaxxy was also floating in air next to him and his diaper was being removed by some kind of magic.

It didn’t take long for Zip to realize why he had been turned into a diaper. The same magic began unfolding him. Jaxxy continued drooling on his rattle, oblivious to everything as his once friend was nestled under his baby butt. After some powder was magically sprinkled on, the Zip diaper was zipped up in front, giving Jaxxy a soft rubber diaper to play in.

Zip screamed as loud as he could in his mind but no sound was made. Jaxxy was too young to understand what had happened to his friend and it wasn’t long before all of the carnival food caught up to him. A few soft farts and it began. Jaxxy began to fill his Zip diaper with his warm, smelly mush. All of this occurred right where Zip’s face was adorned on the diaper.

A few pushes later and Zip was bloated and full. Zip hoped his other friends would find them soon and be able to turn he and Jaxxy back to normal. His thoughts, however, were interrupted when Jaxxy decided to plop down on his butt and wiggle around in his Zip diaper. This couldn’t end fast enough for Zip, but with two others left in the maze, the fun was far from over.

Jake had chosen the middle fork once the group decided to split up. Like the others, he too was worried about Jaxxy. It shouldn’t have taken him this long to make it through a simple mirror maze.

Making his way down the corridor, he grew to understand why Jaxxy was interested in the maze. The twin tailed fox couldn’t help but chuckle at his silly reflections. He enjoyed seeing his different variations of short, tall, skinny, and fat, just to name a few.

Taking several twists and turns, Jake entered a room of some sort, still surrounded my mirrors, much like the rest of the maze. The only thing in the room was a small piece of paper laying in the middle of the floor.

Jake curiously approached the paper and picked it up. Upon inspection, it appeared to be a tag, much like ones found on toys. On one side of the tag there was a big, red heart and on the inside of the heart was the name “Jakey”. Jake thought this was strange, but what was even stranger was what began next.

Holding the tag, Jake notice his hands begin to get puffier and softer. Almost like they were filling with something. The puffiness started flowing up his arms and into his shoulders. Jake wanted to scream but some strange force prevented it. This was about the time he looked up and noticed his reflection. Staring back at him was a life size plush version of him.

Jake froze starring at the reflection. Every movement he made, the reflection copied. Looking down, he noticed the tag was no longer in his plushified hand. Instead, it had made its way down to his hip, where it had attached to his now plush mid-section.

Soon enough, the only thing remaining of his original body was his head but he could feel the plush crawling up his neck. As it crept over his mouth, his frown was transformed into a fixated smile. As it reached his eyes, they were transformed into small buttons, which through a magic of some sort, he could still see out of.

Once the transformation finished with his ears, he felt another strange sensation. It was like he was falling. Everything in the room was getting bigger. It wasn’t until he fell flat on the floor, unable to move, that he realized the room hadn’t grown. He had shrunk. He was now nothing more than a small children’s plush.

Jake tried to scream but nothing came out. After all, plushies can’t talk. He quit trying, however when he heard someone approaching. He hoped it was one of his friends. Maybe they would recognize and help him. Unfortunately for him, the friend that entered the room had already been exposed to some of the same magic that affected Jake.

Jake could only watch as a regressed Jaxxy crawled towards him. If Jake still had a nose, he would have noticed a wet and messy transformed Zip, serving as a diaper around Jaxxy’s regressed waste. Baby Jaxxy wasted no time finding the new plush and picking it up. Jake screamed in his head as loud as he could but it was to no avail. There was nothing he could do to stop Jaxxy from suckling on his ear. Even without skin, Jake could somehow feel the drool running down his face. At least three of the friends were all in one place, however. Perhaps there was still hope that Gator would find them.

Gator’s worry grew more and more the further he got into the mirror maze. It didn’t look like it should have been this large and extensive from the outside. With all of the twists and turns that he had made, the green dog should have found Jaxxy by now, or at least ran back into Zip or Jake. Things weren’t adding up to him.

He ignored all the mirrors as he passed, some making him look tall, some short, some fat, some skinny. It wasn’t until the hallway opened into a room that he stopped and looked around. It was just an empty room. Nothing on the floor. Just empty, besides the mirrors surrounding it.

As he set foot into the room, the floor began to glow. This wasn’t near as strange, however, as what was happening to his reflection in the mirrors. Everything about his reflection was normal, except for an odd growth on his midsection. It kept swelling and swelling. It was about this time, Gator noticed his own midsection was becoming to feel full. He looked down and realized, to
his horror, that he had the same growth as his reflection! Small “hotdog” looking objects began to grow from the swelled up mass and a white substance began leaking out of them. It was then Gator came to the realization that he had grown an udder!

It was almost painful with how full it was. Gator knew he had to get out of there, but before he could, something about the udder clicked in his mind. If he had an udder, doesn’t that mean he has a baby? And hadn’t he been looking for someone? He must be looking for his baby. As if knowing its job was complete, the floor of the room stopped glowing. A full uddered Gator was off to find his baby.

Gator found moving to be a lot harder than before. His full udder swaying back and forth, and leaking milk. If he had become this full, his baby must be starving. Rounding a couple of more turns, Gator became elated. Laying on the ground, chewing his plushy, was his baby, Jaxxy. A few sniffs of the air, told him that his baby also had a very full diaper.

Gator made his way over to an excited Jaxxy, who was cooing and gurgling for his uddered daddy. Not wanting to nurse Jaxxy and deal with the smell of his rubber diaper at the same time, Gator decided to change Jaxxy first. As if by magic, all of the things needed for a change simply appeared out of one of the mirrors. Powder, fresh diapers, wipes, even a diaper bag and a diaper pail.

Laying Jaxxy down, Gator leaned over and blew a couple of raspberries on the babies tummy, eliciting a giggle. Gator gently removed the full, rubber diaper, wadded it up, and threw it in the diaper pail. If he didn’t know any better, he could swear he heard screaming when he did, but he knew diapers couldn’t scream.

A few wipes and powder later and Jaxxy was in a fresh diaper. Gator’s udders couldn’t wait much longer either. Not wasting another second, Gator let Jaxxy latch on. The little pup slurped and tugged at Gator’s teets as the daddy dog relaxed, feeling the pressure go away.

After switching Jaxxy to his other teets a few times, Gator was empty and Jaxxy was full. Gator threw the diaper bag over his shoulder and picked up Jaxxy’s new fox plushie that’s was still covered in drool. He felt like the plushie looked like someone he knew but he couldn’t quite remember. Next he lifted Jaxxy into the air who was dozing off to sleep from the milk comma he was in. Jaxxy’s diaper was already soaked again but Gator decided it could wait until they got home. Turning around, Gator saw the large exit sign of the mirror maze. Gator opened the door and left, having no memories of what had happened earlier in the day or of his other friends. Just that he needed to get his baby home and ready for bed.