You wake up in the morning surrounded by bars. You think to yourself "what the hell is going on?" and the you see Merissa making a bottle. She's wearing a silky satin bathrobe and begins humming a weird foreign tune. You try to stand up but fall and look to find a diaper around your waist. "What the?!" you try to say but instead a low grumble comes out. Merissa begins to walk toward you only now she stands a good 4-5 feet raller then you! "Well look who's finally up sleepy head!" she says in a cooing tone. "Now I know your thinking whats going on, but you asked me to be your mom so I figured I'd start from the begining!" You think to yourself "No! this can't be! I'm.. I'm a BABY!?" "You sure are! and a cute one at that!" she coos. "Wait, you can hear my thoughts?" you think. "I sure can! Now sit up! time to eat! I know you must be starving!" she says. She scoops you up in here now massive arms and shoves the bottle in your mouth. Merissa says" well I'm trying to decide, should i keep you a baby or forward to your teen years?" You tell her...
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