How would I ever get out of this predicament

How would I ever get out of this predicament? I was now being diapered by my girlfriend 24/7. I could only speak using baby talk. I couldn’t control my bladder or sphincter muscles. And worst of all I couldn’t escape, because I could only crawl around.
I’ll take you back 1 month ago. My name is John. I am 21 years old. I am a professional hypnotherapist. My girlfriend’s name is Amy. She is 21 as well. I am into abdl stuff, but she doesn’t know this. Sometimes when she isn’t home, I’ll roleplay and crawl around the house in just a diaper. However, it was just never real enough for me. One day I got this idea to hypnotize Amy to baby me. I had to think of an excuse to hypnotize her though. That’s when it hit me. She always wanted to have sex. Probably more than me.
That night I convinced her that by using hypnosis I could enhance her pleasure whenever we have sex. She was all for it right away. So we began. I got her down into trance, and I did what I said I would. I increased her sex drive, and gave her a command to feel more pleasure when she had sex.
“Now my turn,” I thought. I proceeded, “Amy, you have always wanted a baby boy. Now you can have one. I will be your baby. I want you to envision me as your 2 year old baby. You will diaper me, and take care of me however you feel you need to. I want you to make me feel as much as a baby as you possibly can. If I ever give you trouble, feel free to punish me. You will keep doing this until you hear me say ‘Amy, I am no longer your baby’”.
So I brought her out of trance, and waited to see the results. She immediately cooed at me, “Oh how cute you are, baby John!”. Those clothes just won’t do though. We better go to the store. Once at the nearest Walgreens, she opened my door and took my hand. We headed directly for the baby aisle, with our cart. She threw in a pacifier and powder. Then we headed to the incontinence aisle. I felt a bit awkward at this point, as I knew she was buying them for me. Next thing I know she was pulling the back of my pants inside-out to check my size. “These will fit my baby perfectly,” she cooed. I noticed someone that had been walking by gave me a weird look. Wow I felt very uncomfortable. This was getting to be a bit too much out in public.
We arrived at home where Amy immediately undressed me and grabbed the diapers. She opened one up, and placed it underneath me. Then she powdered me, and placed the diaper on top and taped it in place. She then grabbed the pacifier and put it in my mouth.
I never really used a pacifier but got the hang of it within a few minutes. She sat me on the couch to watch tv and went to make dinner. Twenty minutes later, I felt the urge to go pee. I didn’t want to waste the diaper just yet, so I stood up and headed to the bathroom. When I got to the door, I felt something grab my hand.
“John! What are you doing?” she yelled. “Babies don’t use the bathroom.”
With that she took me by the hand to the bed in our room and pushed me face first onto the bed. She slid my diaper off and spanked me hard. Not thirty seconds of spanking and I was bawling like a baby.
“Now I hope you learned your lesson young man.”
I went back to the couch and sat to finish the show. Then I just decided to pee myself. She came in five minutes later, and saw that my diaper was wet. She changed my diaper, and told me to come eat dinner. She sat me in a chair with a phone book on it, and fed me just like a baby. I didn’t really like this part, but it was all in the experience.
That night she made sure I was in a dry diaper and put me to bed at 9:00 in our room.

That day without me realizing it, Amy had downloaded a hypnosis file that was called “Feel as much like a baby as possible”. The information for the file said: “Does the following to the listener: incontinence, disables walking skills, more emotional, vocabulary of 2 year old, also shrinks the listener over a period of 1 month to the size of a 2 year old. She had burned it to a cd, and had headphones ready to play over my ears all night. I had no idea about this.
The next morning, I woke up, noticing that my diaper was soaked. I wonder how that happened. I never wet the bed. She woke up and changed my diaper. I think I had had enough of this fantasy. It was time to end it.
“Amy, I am no longer your baby,” I said. She proceeded to take off my diaper, wiped me clean, and placed a new diaper on. “What the hell,” I thought. So I said it again, “Amy! I am no longer your baby!”. Still no response.
“How is my baby doing this morning?” she asked.
Why isn’t it working? I don’t understand. I thought back to the exact words I spoke to her when she was hypnotized:
“Amy, you have always wanted a baby boy. Now you can have one. I will be your baby. I want you to envision me as your 2 year old baby. You will diaper me, and take care of me however you feel you need to. I want you to make me feel as much as a baby as you possibly can. If I ever give you trouble, feel free to punish me. You will keep doing this until you hear me say ‘Amy, I am no longer your baby’”.
“Oh No! She must not hear me because I am a baby. In her mind I don’t talk.”
I had to get out of here and get help. I made a dash for the door, but Amy ran after me and slammed the door shut again before I could get out.
“Where do you think you’re going little guy?” she said.
She proceeded to spank me again nonstop until tears were rolling.
I was stuck in diapers the rest of the day. That night I thought as I went to sleep of how I was going to get out of this diaper. I couldn’t find an answer.
That night she used the cd again without my knowledge.
I woke up that morning, feeling somewhat odd. I moved around a bit, and noticed something in my diaper. I sat up, and noticed there was poop in it! What the hell!. It was also soaked. That is when Amy came in. She said, “How are we doing this morning mr. poopy pants?” I spoke again, “Amy, me no moe yo baba”.
What was that?! I sounded like a 2 year old. Freaked out, I jumped out of my bed, I fell completely and was now on my hands and knees. I stood up again, but fell immediately. I had no strength in my legs. I crawled as fast as I could to the door but was stopped by Amy. I cried uncontrollably knowing now that my fate was sealed. There was no hope for me now.
I gave in to my new life. A week later I started to notice everything getting bigger. I looked down at my diaper area when she was changing me one day and noticed my penis was very small. I got a glance in the mirror and noticed how small I was. I looked like I was 14. Another week passed and we were off to the store. She now had a car seat for me, which I surprisingly fit in. I assumed I was now 8 years old. She purchased the biggest size pampers, with print on them. She took me into the ladies room and changed me into it. It was a perfect fit. Another week passed and I was looking like a 4 year old. She had bought even smaller diapers. I now looked like a young toddler. A few more days and my fate was complete. I was a 2 year old, stuck in baby diapers, unable to use more than 5 simple words, always in a wet diaper, and sucking a pacifier or my thumb whenever I got the chance.