Dan pops downstairs for a late night snack

Despite having had, like, 8 cans of energy drink, Dan feels very thirsty. That's what only drinking caffeinated drinks will do to you, he supposes.

He checks his phone and is shocked at the time - it's gone past 5am! That's the other thing that a good videogame and a caffeinated drink will do to you - make you forget to go to bed until morning!

He definitely needs to get some sleep, but first, he needs some water, and something to eat.

And then, after a well earned night's sleep, maybe he'll be more prepared to look his mother in the eye and talk to her about what happened yesterday when he wakes.

Maybe.

Dan slips downstairs nice and quietly so as not to wake his mother, who has probably been asleep for 5 or 6 hours already. He opens the fridge and searches for something tasty. And that's when he hears the muffled shriek.

Emma has heard the fridge door open. Dan's downstairs! Surely he'll finally be able to hear her now! She screams through her gag as loud as she can.

In the end, it turns out she didn't even need to be that loud - Dan has taken off his noise-cancelling headphones, and easily hears her from the kitchen.

But when he steps out into the hallway to see what the hell is going on, he is not prepared for the sight that is waiting for him.

"Mum?! What are you... Oh no, no no no! No!!!"

With a quiet beep, Emma's restrains are released. The ring gag unlatches and falls off of her face, and her arm binds go slack. She slumps to the ground, utterly exhausted.

"No Way... You can't have... They can't have... Say it's not what it looks like..." But as Dan pleads this, Emma spits out a mouthful of piss that she hadn't yet swallowed.

"Eurgh..." Emma grunts with disgust.

"I didn't know... I didn't know!" Dan mutters weakly as he looks at the cumbled up form of his mother, still trapped in her latex hood, catsuit and diaper.

"Dan... Just go. Please. I can't talk to you right now. I can't even look at you." Emma murmurs.

"...Yeah. Okay." Dan says weakly, and begins to retreat.

"Dan." Emma calls sharply after him.

"Yeah?" He responds meekly.

"Don't. Do. Anything. Else. Don't do a thing. Be normal for once in your life, I beg you."

"I will, mum." He says weakly, and flees back upstairs to bed.

The Motivator watches it all, satisfied with the results of this evening's motivational punishment.