You open up the email and began to read through the text. You're so drunk that you can't comprehend what the email is trying to say. After a few minutes you give up and scroll to the bottom of the email and click 'accept'.
The beer finally knocks you out and you fall asleep on your bed. In the morning, when you wake up, you find yourself inside of a giant crib. Your clothes had been completed changed. Now, you were wearing a puffy diaper underneath a pale blue onesie. You began to panic before your hangover kicked in and you rolled back under the covers.
"Looks like our little man is finally awake," A nurse announced as she entered the room and approached your crib. "You really must have had a lot to drink last night."
The nurse pulled the covers away from your head. You blinked at the bright light overhead. Before you could react, the nurse shoved a bottle into your open mouth. You began to drink the liquid in the bottle; the more you drank, the better you felt.
"That's a special concoction we derived here in the lab that instantly cures hangover," The nurse explained as she stroked your head. "Once you finish your bottle, we'll explain what's going to happen."
You greedily sucked the bottle dry. You sat up in your crib and looked at the nurse. A hiccup escaped your lips before you gave a loud belch. Embarrassed, you covered your mouth.
"What's going on?" You finally ask.
"You agreed to join our company," The nurse answered. "We sent you an application last night. Once you agreed to our terms we sent an extraction team to your apartment to bring you here. Don't worry, all of your possessions have already been sold and your lease has been terminated. The money from the sale will be put into a trust fund. Once you fulfill your obligation you will be released and entitled to all of the principal and interest."
"Why am I dressed like a baby?" You ask, finally realizing what you're wearing.
"This is what you agreed to," The nurse replied. "We specialize in servicing Chronotons. We employ an entire team of engineers that are capable of enhancing and maintaining current Chronoton operating systems. You are going to be a test subject. We find it's best to start treating you like a baby once we extract you from your apartment. It helps your mind adjust."
Your head was still fuzzy and it was hard to understand what the nurse was saying. Even though you no longer had a headache, you still felt like you were hungover. Then it occurred to you; maybe the bottle was drugged.
"We're going to give you a choice," The nurse began. "Our engineers have found a way to change your sex when the Chronoton regresses you. If you're interested, we can change you into a baby girl; otherwise, we'll change you into a baby boy."
You think for a moment and then choose to become...
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