"Hey." You say, slowly, not wanting to startle her. She looks up and smiles.
"Hi." She says back.
"My name's Micheal. What's yours?"
"Amanda."
"Hi, Amanda. Where are we? Why are we wearing nothing but diapers?"
"We're in 'Diaper Dungeon'. It's a place people send their unruly teens to be punished. It's like a jail, but we don't get a record. Our parents or guardians call them, and they come get us. Sometimes our parents may slip knock-out drugs in our drinks or food."
"Unruly teens? Is that why they were paddling you?"
"Yes. Diaper discipline, paddlings, and going to bed without dinner are the main ways they punish us. I was disrespectful. They sentenced me to a bare-bottom paddling. This was not my first offense." You remember smarting off to your mother the night before. She must have called, and given you something to knock you out in your dinner.
"How come I never heard of this before?"
"They don't advertise on TV or anything."
"How do you know all this?"
"Someone should have explained it to you after you woke up."
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