As your eyes slowly open, you find yourself in a jolly jumper suspended in the middle of the room, you look around at your surroundings, you see what appears to be a normal nursery but everything seems super sized, almost like it was made for someone bigger than yourself, you also notice 3 things different about the crib. Firstly, attached to the interior of the crib at the back is some kind of bdsm arm spreader, a black metal bar covered with leather and attached to the bar are 3 leather restraints, 2 small ones on each end and a medium sized one in the middle. Secondly, attached to the sides of the exterior of the crib are 2 translucent plastic rectangles, each one looks like it would cover half of the crib and is secured to the crib by lockable hinges. Finally, the front of the crib is a wooden board with 3 holes cut into it, like the leather restraints on the bar spreader, you see a medium sized hole and 2 small holes on each side of the medium sized hole.
You were looking around the room so frantically, you didn’t notice that there were 2 women in their 20s also in the room, one was looking through the closet whilst the other was putting things away in different compartments in the changing table.
The woman by the changing table, notices you and says “oh goodie, look Kayla, the baby’s awake”, Kayla looks at you then says to the other woman “oh yes he is Jenn, why don’t you change him into something more appropriate, I’ll go get mummy”. As Jenn leaves the room, you noticed that both of the women were speaking in a thick British accent.
Kayla lays you down on the changing table and effortlessly strips you nude before dressing you in a puffy bright pink nappy and a bright pink onesie. She then places you back in the jolly jumper and stands across from you.
About a minute later, Jenn reenters the room alongside another woman who is much older, at least late 30s, she kneels down in front of you and says in a thick British accent “you must be Liam, your mother told me all about you. My name is Angela, your mother told me all about how for the past couple of years, you have made her life a living nightmare, she wished that you could just be a baby again so you could be more manageable but she didn’t have the money for it, so I made her an offer, ship you from your house in the United States to my house in London, England where you could live exactly how she wanted you to without the hassle of having to take care of you, and she accepted, now, whilst you are here, you’re name is Lulu, you will call me mummy, you will call Jenn, nanny Jenn and you will call Kayla, nanny Kayla. You will eat and drink whatever is put in front of you and wear whatever is put on you, no ands, ifs or buts about it. You will wake up every morning at 7am, you will get one nap in the morning, one in the afternoon and bedtime will be at 8pm. During these naps and bedtime, you aren’t permitted to leave your crib under any circumstances. Finally, as of this coming Monday, you will spend every weekday from 9am to 3pm in the crèche with the other babies that I care for, disobeying these rules, disrespecting any of us or attempting to escape will result in serious punishment, nod if you understand”.
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