A dangerous smile on the face of the beautiful girl. A flash of light. A burst of electricity. This is what I experience when she demonstrates her power. Michele is about to convince me that magic is real because she’s so much stronger than I could have ever imagined.

The next thing I know, I'm bundled up in a diaper and a onesie at the bottom of the crib. She’s standing above me, smiling happily because she is in charge now. All of the old rules have changed. My money and authority mean nothing because I'm her little boy. She can change me and spank me, feed me and tease me.

Unless I can be a good little boy and convince her to change me back very quickly, I might stay this way forever. No, I can't let that happen. I can't!