You open your eyes, and you find yourself in a bed, with bars on all sides. "A Crib!" You try to say, but all that comes out is a high pitched giggle. "Well, I guess talking is out of the question..." You think to yourself.
You lay there for a while, unable to get out, and try to figure out what to do. You can't even leave the crib until someone gets you, and you have to go pee.
You go to hold your willy so you don't end up peeing your pants before you get to the toilet, and you figure out what you should do. You're wearing a daiper, idiot.
Feeling a little silly wetting youself on purpose, you just relax. Soon as you stop holding it in, your daiper is wet and sticky with your pee. Felt kinda cool to actually do that. Suddenly, your daiper now has a lump in the back. You have almost Zero Bladder control. And now everything you just 'made' is going to be rubbing up against you until someone changes you. You just hold your nose and shove your face in the spit covered pillow.
When you open your eyes, you're sitting on the living room floor, with a fresh daiper, watching Dragon Tales.
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