In an instant, you go from being a privileged house cat to a street cat again. Unfortunately you are still dressed like a baby. Just as you are prying your self out of the trash cat, you hear:
"Tom!?!" YOu spin around to see Butch. Oh no, not him, this is the last person I want to see me like this.
"Aww look at the widdle baby." You go to kick his ass, but Butch just laughs at you. He pulls the ribbons of you bonnet, shoves you head in your diaper, then pushes you hard. You roll int oa brickwall, which knows you out.
When you wake, you are in a baby buggy, Your boddy swaddled ina blanket so yoour arms are pinned. Just your bonneted head peaks out. YOu see Butch ring the doorbell, and at the door appears you girlfriend Tootles.
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