This choice: You get hit upset on the head • Go Back... You open the door just when a loud “Clank” !
And just like that you’re on the ground. You wake up, what seems like to be days later, in your house. You’re facing out the window and you can tell it’s your room because of the view. You sleepily glance upwards into your ceiling, but instead of the usual posters, all you can see is a dangling mobile above your head.
The mobile is pink and colorful, full of animals, fruits and everyday things. You get up immediately but your vision is still hazy and it’s hard to tell what’s happening. Just then, you feel your self involuntarily start to relieve yourself, you role over and a crinkle. You reach down and feel a wet padded diaper around your wait. You roll into bars, huge plastic bars. You can’t see well but you figure out that you’re in a crib!
What’s happening?! You’re confused, and angry. You can’t control you bodily functions and as you feel around your surroundings you feel something soft. Soft and chunky, then you notice your grabbing your belly! Your belly has become huge and soft! It’s a fat ball of flesh! You keep crawling into bars and soon you feel a soft nipple (baby bottle) stuck into your mouth! Reflexively you suck on it, and a mouthful of cool milk flowing into your mouth. You gag and spit it out, it tastes great, and you just are so confused you didn’t know what to do.
You still can’t see correctly you’re starting to sweat, as you move your heavy body around you feel hands trying to calm you down, pushing the baby bottle into your mouth, constantly moving you as you roll around restlessly. Just then the person starts to speak.
“What’s wrong my wittle baby? It’s alright momma is here, its ok, its ok…..”She cooed softly and keeps trying to calm you down. But your relentless, the diaper is tight around your waist and you still have no possible conclusion to the confusion around you. You register the voice as that of your mothers, but it still doesn’t make sense. What’s happening?
Gosh, your extremely confused but you can’t even seem to open you mouth to talk. You try to move your lips but when ever you try to utter a word your mom sticks the nipple in your mouth and you end up spiting more milk onto yourself. After about 3 minutes of fighting with your mom your wet, spilt milk is dripping over your fat and you leaky diaper has soaked the floor of your crib. Your mom is constantly hushing you and putting her finger on your lips to close them, but you still have no clue what’s going on!
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