When thou wake up, you feel different. Not right
As you are about tho sit up and have a look around, you discover you can't.
Deb walks into the room and picks you up. "Uh oh." she says, squeezing your diaper in the back. "Little baby needs a change." Deb walks over to the changing table. 'Baby?' You think, as Deb lays you down, removes your onesie and opens the diaper. "You are such a small baby to make a poopy this big." Deb coos. She bends down and observes your bum. It is red and you start crying from pain. "Don't worry. Mama knows how to take care of baby." Deb begins wiping your bum and crotch, rubs lotion there and sprinkles on lots of baby powder for good measure. Deb tapes a new diaper on you and starts looking in the dresser. She rifled through the drawers until she came back up with a pink onesie in her hand. You look at her confused. "Oh, I'm sorry. I guess baby doesn't know." Deb said, unstrapping your diaper and picking you up. She carried you over to the full body mirror and you saw the reflection. "You have a little vagina. You are a girl." Deb said. You start crying and Deb takes you back to the changing table and straps youth back into your diaper. Shed changes you into the pink onesie and a matching tutu.
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