Before he is halfway back to his car, he feels the need to sit down. “Must be coming down with something” He thinks as he finishes the last dregs of the latte’ as the world goes dark.

Upon waking, several hours later, he is startled to find himself in a strange living room. His legs and hands are numb making him unable to stand or use the telephone. His best effort is a slow crawl whereupon he realizes that he is clad only in his adult diaper and a half tee shirt in pastel pink.

A pacifier fills his mouth with a ribbon that is tied behind his head to hold it in place. Just then, he hears a young girl speaking in the next room.

“Yes, I understand. I have been babysitting for three years now and you can trust me. Bye”, the phone clicks into the cradle. Soon after, a girl of no more than fifteen years came into the room.

“Hi widdle Boo Boo! How is baby little tum tum? Is ‘oo hungry?”, she coos in that voice that people reserve for talking down to other’s progeny.

“Muuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuhhhhhhh!”, he grunts around the pacifier.