Waking up, you feel so groggy and fuzzy. Your vision unblurs, and you find yourself in some sort of crib. You feel a cold squelch between your legs. Looking down, you see a thick, saggy yellow diaper between your legs.

You sit up on your soggy bum, feeling confused. You can hardly feel your legs. You don't know how you got here, or why you're in such a full diaper. You try climbing out of the crib, only to tumble out on the floor, landing on your soaked butt.

Someone walks into the room, slowly approaching. They coo at you, kneeling down and squishing the front of your diaper. It feels...comforting. You give a small smile behind your pacifier. Is this okay, you thought?

Your body took control as you debated yourself. You could feel your tummy turning and aching...releasing all your bowels into the seat of your already full diaper. You instinctively sit down in your mess, smiling. You could feel your confusion fading....being replaced with the love of your diapers, your caretaker and your toys.

"Good baby. You've grown so well for me.~"