Mom

You hear a voice--shit, you mom's voice--at the door say "Andrew, is that you in there? It better not be you, John!"

Shit shit shit....what do you do, what do you do?

While you're scrambling around panicking, you hear the door jiggle. And your mom comes in.

"John, what are you doing? Are you trying to change yourself?"

She grabs you by the hair and drags you out of the bathroom and back into her room.

"I can't believe you!" She pushes you into your room. "You couldn't make it one night!" She sits down on your bed, and grabs you by the wrist. "You deserve to be punished!" She pulls you down across her lap.

*SPANK* "You little wimp!" *SPANK* "You just had to disobey me!" *SPANK* "So now you get punished!" *SPANK*

She spanks 25 times, but it feels like a thousand.

"There, that's the punishment. Now for the new rules.

Rule 6: Your name is no longer John. Your name is JoJo. I will only call you JoJo, and you will only respond to JoJo.

Rule 7:You no longer get to wear men's clothes. From here on out, you wear no shirts while you're at home, just a diaper, pacifier, and clothes.

Got that?"

Your eyes filled with tears from the pain in your ass, and you respond with a choked "Yes, mommy."

"I don't think that's enough, however--tomorrow, you're going to school!"

"I-I was already going to school tomorrow...?"

"No, JoJo, I mean school to teach you how to listen to your mommy, and wear your diaper."

The next day, instead of taking the bus to school, your mom drops you off at some strange, pink building that seems like a daycare.

Wearing a T-shirt and baggy jeans over your diaper, you enter the building. Inside, you see tall, motherly woman at a desk.

"Hello?" you say, approaching her desk. "I'm uh John--"

"You mean JoJo?" the woman says sweetly.

"Yes," you sigh. "I mean JoJo."

"Good," the woman smiles sweetly. "The daycare proper is in the door behind me. Unless you have any questions...?"