"Fred it's time to..." She says interrupted by a gasp at what your doing.
"Lay on the changing table Fred" your mom says now serious.
"Why?" You say hopping up on the changing table mat.
"Just be quiet" she says pulling the pullup off "and lift your bottom"
You lift your wet crotch up and set it down on a thick white diaper.
She sprinkles some baby powder on you and pulls the front of the diaper up and tapes it snugly on you.
The diaper is so thick it pushes your legs far apart.
Your Mom helps you off the table and takes your pants off the floor and tosses them in the trash.
"For the next week your going to be treated like your little siblings. Your going to wear diapers, go to daycare, and sleep in here in a crib" she said grabbing a yellow and white pacifer and putting it in your mouth.
As soon as it enters your mouth you start uncontrollably sucking on it. Your mother pushes you towards your sisters Jumperoo (http://www.lifamilies.com/i/pa/115235.jp...) and helps you put your feet into it.
You bob up and down as you try to jump out if the Jumperoo. Imprisipned in the Jumperoo in a thick diaper and a t-shirt. You get so bored that you start to play with the toys attached to the Jumperoo. You soon start feeling the need to go pee. If you wet the diaper you will need your mom to change you.
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