The slave girls had placed the other ring on a little girl. One moment you are looking at two approaching and rather amorous looking slave girls, the next you feel a painless and disorientating shift of perspective and find yourself in a different room looking at a nursery picture. It is all rather weird and terribly disorientating. You at first wonder if you are experiencing some strange out of body sensation.You then glance down and to your horror realize that some giant is actually holding you around the waist and what seems several meters above the ground. In total terror you try to cry out "Let go of me"
You are shocked when your voice comes out sounding like a little girl. You then wriggled desperately as the truth fully dawned on you. In horror you glanced at the mirror on the far wall removing any possible lingering doubt. As you did you got a full view of yourself, you were alas clearly in a little girl's body and were wearing a pretty dress and frillies with one of the reversal rings on your hand and instead of being help by some giant you were simply being restrained by the one of your own nannies.
Even worse you felt a warm wetness between your legs. "Yuk" you thought the little girl you had swapped with had obviously wet her nappy before the transfer. You shivered at the feel. You gulp knowing it could have been much worse as she could have actually soiled them.
"OH NO," you cried out in despair then wailed and burst into tears.
The nanny them gave you a gentle but firm hug and tried to comfort you in a matter of fact voice "Now little Master stop making such a fuss you should be happy now and not a silly cry baby"
You scowl at her causing her to giggle "Now Master, first off we recognized those rings you had in your pocket were reversal rings and being worried about how stressed you have been felt you needed a little holiday from yourself, we arranged it so we know who you are, so there is no point making a fuss to alert us to who you are. Second we swapped you with sweet Tahirah who although she is 4 years old, as you have probably noticed is as incontinent as a baby and still in diapers. You have all the abilities and limitations she had so will need to stay in them on your little holiday. Equally she in your body now has access to all of your abilities such as finance, being able to read and write and martial arts. Consequently once she adjusts she will have no problem doing your job as Harem manager and of course passing as you, if the need should arise. You likewise will soon find you can access her memories of what its like here in the nursery, not that they will be terribly useful for you. Basically she has spent her whole life here"
You gulp in horror thinking this was getting worse and worse.With a sardonic grin she continued "We do mean this to be pleasant and fun for you and promise Master that whilst you are in Tarirah's body you will be looked after properly. You will be dressed, bathed and feed and not need to lift a finger. You will be able to lay around in your cot as long as you like and play with cute dolls"
Tears pour down you cute little face as you try to wriggle out of the nannies firm grip. She chuckles softly "Overwhelmed with joy are you Master?"
You pout in a little girl manner and say "I hate this you stupid cow I guarantee that you will pay for this when I'm back in my body, how could you think I would want this?"
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