You always had a bit of a rebellious streak, and it looks like you still do. You grasp the edge of the crib and put a foot on the corner of the crib pushing your waist above the rail and throw your right leg over, landing you poor little balls square on the railing. Out of reflex you shout and reach to cover yourself, of course you fall over the side as soon as you do and land on the ground with a loud thud. You cry in pain as you feel warmth spreading over your diaper, a second later still crying on the floor you hear the door open.
Through tear filled eyes you look up at what you imagine must be a giant, the giant beast reaches down and picks you up off of the floor. "Aww poor sweet baby, lets get you off that nasty old floor."
The giant says in a soothing voice as it picks you up and places you on a changing pad. "Poor little baby, no wonder you were crying." The giant, you've determined is definitely female, soothes to you as she pulls your plastic pants off lifting up your legs before unpinning your diaper. You try to hide your little penis only to have your hands pushed away by the giant female. You wipe your tears out of your eyes and notice the giant female isnt a giant, but a regular sized woman, she only looked that way no doubt due to your reduced status and lower angle. It takes you another minute to recognize who it is when she coos at you and pulls a plastic diaper over your genitals and tapes you up.
"Now little one, what shall we wear today? I know how much you love to play dress up. We got your favorite cleaned, princess Cinderella dress or your overalls with bob the builder on the front?"
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