Rather uncermonial perhaps, the button does exactly as described, and Sarah's eyelids become heavy before drifting off to sleep in her step-mothers arms like a baby after a long day.
Later she groggily wakes up from her sudden slumber only to discover a couple of things, first of all she seemed to be in a prison, "wha, what the? what's going on?!" Sarah screams in a panic as she sits up and grabs the bars and they are... plastic.
"A crib?! really Cindy?!" She complains to nobody in particular, making note that she could actually speak, seems she had been unmuted. Then noticing another thing, her legs, forced futher apart than before. With a blush, she puts her hand down to investigate, not wanting to see it and yes, the loud crinkling of plastic as she touched the thick garment confirmed it and with a sigh she confirms to herself while cringing, "yeah, that's a diaper, she put me in a... fucking diaper" She wasn't supposed to swear, but she felt justified in doing it.
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