Abigail lifts you off her lap and stands up, slightly wobbly from her recent orgasm. She walks over to a nearby table where she has set up the material to change you into a diaper. As you come to, you register what she is doing and start to question it. Just before you say anything, she slips a finger across your lips to shush you.
"It's OK, darling. I just want to make you happy. You won't have to do anything, I can take care of you while working my job. You just worry about being super cute, making me orgasm, and making sure people think that you're my baby. That does include using your diaper."
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