Under the circumstances, Andrew’s utter dismay at being imprisoned among a group of babbling, drooling infants was understandable. He had no clue that there were other semi-lost souls who were unconsciously enduring the same humiliation at being forced to creep about the nursery floor on all fours wearing nothing but diapers. Andrew’s mortification was particularly keen; the hidden adult part of his mind hadn’t been clouded by a spell and he knew exactly what Joey was doing. When little Joey picked up a spit-covered teething ring from the floor that had been recently dropped by one of the nursery’s inmates and put it in his mouth, Andrew wanted to vomit in absolute revulsion. The experience wasn’t improved by the pleasant feelings pouring in from his mouth and tongue; it was the idea of sucking on another baby’s drool coated toy that made him queasy.

The third woman noticed the sick look on Andrew’s face as he watched Jimmy and became suspicious. As an experiment, she took the teething ring from Joey’s mouth and quickly replaced it with one from the pockets of her apron before Joey began to cry.

She walked over to Andrew with the teething ring half-hidden in her hand and popped it into his mouth before he realized what she had done. When Andrew looked down his nose and saw the teething ring in his mouth, he spit it out and gagged in utter abhorrence.

“Ah ha!”, the woman exclaimed, “So you are faking it! I knew it! Girls, gather round! Krystyn’s newest baby Jimmy doesn’t seem to like teething rings! Look at the expression on his face! I put a teething ring in his mouth and he immediately spit it out and got a sick look on his face. I swear he looks like he’s about to barf all over the floor!”

“Oh really?”, asked one of the others with a malicious smile on her face, “Then I guess we need to introduce him to his new lifestyle.”

All the workers in the nursery gathered around Andrew and leered down at him expectantly. Andrew shivered involuntarily at the evil expressions of sadistic glee that was mirrored on every woman’s face. Andrew felt like a mouse surrounded by a roomful of Maine Coon cats who had decided to play with their prey before devouring it. He looked up at them helplessly, waiting for the jibs and taunts to begin.

The third witch began the round of humiliation by inquiring teasingly, “Soooo, little man! How do you like wearing diapers day long and night? At least this way, you won’t be leaving brown stains on the back of your undies anymore, will you? Krystyn told us about you!”

Gail saw him gazing up lecherously at their breasts looming over him like gigantic rock overhangs of a narrow canyon that had never been surmounted and conquered by a man. She smiled wicked at his prurient gape and said with a sneer, “You sure had me fooled! Of course, there’s not all that much difference between the way a man acts and an infant. Do you like our tiddies, baby? Do they make you drool in lust? I’m afraid that you’re much too small to have sex with a woman now. Even if you could get an erection, it would only be an inch long! The best that you could manage for a woman would be to tickle her with your so-called manhood. You’re much too tiny to enter a woman at the size you are now. I think you should concentrate on getting women to nurse you. Sucking on a woman’s tiddies is probably not much different from what you got from women before your change anyway. At least as a baby, women won’t have any false expectations of what you can do for their pleasure. You don’t have to worry about being impotent with a woman now. One look at you and they’ll know that the only way you can pleasure them and yourself is suckling.”