Jennifer opened her eyes just slightly as the morning sun shined through the window and onto her face. For some reason she felt something around her hips, but was still to sleepy to care. Trying to block the sun from her face, Jennifer realized something: Her bed wasn’t placed so that the sun can shine on her. She opened her eyes all the way and realized that she was in a crib. She removed the blanket around her and saw that she was wearing an onesie.
“Why am I wearing this?” she asked herself. Then she noticed a huge bulge on her hip area and felt it. It felt soft and comfortable, which made her wonder, “I’m a wearing a-a-a DIAPER!?!”
Jennifer heard the door turned open and watched her mother coming in. Approaching the crib, her mother looked at her babified daughter.
“I see you’re up,” she told her daughter as she gave her a smile.
“Mom, what is going on?” Jennifer asked, confused.
“Yes, it is morning,” her mother said, as if she didn’t hear a word from her daughter, “Let me take you downstairs so that we can start the day.”
After managing to lift her daughter out of the crib, she took Jennifer downstairs. As she was being carried, Jennifer was wondering why her mother ignored her.
“Mom, tell me what is going on,” she asked.
“That’s right, we are going to your playpen,” her mother said, confusing Jennifer even more.
When they got to the living room, Jennifer saw a huge, blue playpen next to the TV. Her mother placed in inside the pen, grabbed a pacifier from the table, and placed it in her daughter’s mouth. After she was placed in, her mother heard the phone rang from the kitchen.
“Stay here while I go get that,” she told her daughter. She walked out of her daughter’s sight and Jennifer heard her saying, “Hello, Taylor residence, this is Melissa speaking.”
