You look up at Merissa in shock as a combination of embarrassment and disgust swirls through you at having used your diapers, and in front of the genie at that. Seeing this Merissa smiles and pats your head, maybe to comfort you but it comes off as condensing.
"I didn't sign up for diaper duty sweetie. I'm your genie not your mommy or babysitter. You want out of that stinky diaper: then you either need to wish for me to change you or wait till your actually mommy comes to do it." She says a bit of a teasing tone in her voice that adults use when talking to young children. "Might want to hurry to, with that racket you made earlier she's probably on her way now, and since it would probably be a bad thing for her to see me I'll have to disappear until your alone again."
"So which is it stinky butt?" She pats your head again and actually sounds sympathetic before stepping back and waiting for your choice.
You just gape at her for several moments, but are brought back to reality soon. You start to from your wish, but the mess in your diaper just doesn't make it easy to concentrate. You hear fast footfalls making you realize that your time is almost up.
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