You wake up with an odd damp feeling on your privates. You lift up the covers and scream.
"Did I wet myself in my sleep?!? But...but I haven't had an accident since I was a toddler. I'm in highschool for Pete's sake."
You try to pull down one of the railings off the crib but you find that they're locked into place. You try to free yourself but the bars won't budge.
"You've got to be kidding me. Now the bars are locked?!? Son of a #^€*#."
You continue to shake at the bars until you become exhausted.
"How am I suppose to get out of here?" You ask yourself. At this moment you hear somebody enter your room. "Wait, I thought that there weren't any doors. How did somebody get in?". You look between the bars and spot a young lady who could be at the most, 25.
"Is anybody here?". The woman asks the surroundings. She continues to search the room.
"Oh crap." You think to yourself. "what if she sees I'm in a wet diaper. That would be so embarrassing. But, maybe she can unlock the bars?"
Before you can decide on calling for her or not, the lady spots you. She runs your way.
"Oh hello, you must be Kimberly, correct? My names Ashley, I've been sent here to take care of you."
Ashley must be in her early twenties. She has long Curley brown hair and bright blue eyes.
"Umm... hi." Is all you can say to her.
The mysterious lady takes out a key and unlocks the bars. She then lift open the covers and feels your privates.
"It looks like someone had a little bed time accident.". Ashley says as she somehow lifts you out of the crib.
"Hey, what are you doing?!?". You ask the lady as she carries you over to the changing table.
"Well, I'm going to change you out of that soaked diaper and into a fresh new one." Ashley replies.
"I can change myself, and do I really need to wear a diaper?" You ask.
"Well, If I recall, you weren't able to take off the diaper, and I also recall you wetting yourself in your sleep." Ashley tells you.
"But I.". You are cut off when Ashley sticks a pacifier into your mouth. For some reason you aren't able to resist sucking on it.
Ashley easily removes your wet diaper and washes your privates. You are too focused on sucking the pacifier to mind. She then takes a fresh diaper and slides it into place. When she finishes the tapes of the diaper, she removes your pacifier. You finally snap out of your transe.
With your regained consciousness you begin to try and remove the diaper. It won't tear or slip off.
"Sorry, but only big girls can remove these diapers." Ashley tells you while she pats you on the head. "Kimmy, come on, I have some fun games to play." Ashley somehow manages to pick you up with ease again.
"Where are we going?" You ask as you try to struggle free.
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