You look through the toys. Some are similar to ones you remember from childhood. Selecting a doll, you change its outfit and begin to act out a story with other dolls. You feel a little silly but it helps pass the time.
"Good." a woman says as she enters through the second door. "I think you're going to fit in here very nicely."
You drop the dolls, embarrassed to be caught being so childish.
"Don't be embarrassed." she says. "You're encouraged to play with dolls here."
"What?" you ask confused. "What is this place."
"Come." she says offering her hand. "I'll explain on the way to your room."
"As you know, the relationship between the matriarchs and citizens is like that between a mother and her child." She starts. "Some citizens forget that or simply don't understand what that means. This program demonstrates that relationship by making it literal."
"What do you mean by literal?" you ask.
"Here you will be treated like a young child. The staff here will be your mommies. I am Mommy Susan." she explains. "You must learn to accept it and behave accordingly before you can graduate from the program."
"How young exactly?" you ask.
"Officer Huxley said you were very cooperative so you will start off about 4 years old." Mommy Susan says, opening a a door. "Here's your room."
"Start off?" you ask, looking around the room which looks exactly like a young girl's bedroom.
"If you don't cooperate you will be demoted to a younger age." she says.
"What does that mean?" you ask.
"At 4 you'll need to wear diapers to bed." She says. "At.."
"Diapers?" you cut her off.
"At 3 you also wear training pants when you aren't in bed." she continues ignoring your interruption. "At 2 it's diapers full-time."
"And 1?" you ask.
"Only the most difficult children are demoted to 1." she says. "That's when we use medication to keep you completely incontinent and reduce your coordination to the point that you are unable walk very well or take care of yourself."
You just stare at her in disbelief.
"But I know you'll behave yourself." she says. "And then you'll be promoted to 5, where you only need to wear training pants in bed and after that you graduate."
"That means I can go home?" you ask.
"Yes." she nods and smiles. "Now I think we should get you into bed." She unlocks a drawer in the wall and pulls out a large disposable diaper. "Get undressed and lay on the bed."
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