You land in Obaasan

The spacecraft smoothly lands on Obaasan, and the passengers begin to disembark. As you step off the spacecraft, you find yourself in a well-organized terminal. Signs direct passengers to various areas based on their status and purpose of visit.

Bonnie confidently leads the way, with Tyler following closely. You notice that people are sorted into different columns based on their circumstances. Families with children, couples, and women are directed towards one set of columns, while unaccompanied males are guided to another.

As you approach the sorting area, an official looks at your groups bracelets and gestures for each of you to go to different columns. Bonnie and Tyler head towards the column for couples, leaving you to join the line with other unaccompanied males.

As you stand in line, observing the diverse group of unaccompanied males, you can't help but notice the stark contrast between the man in front of you and the one behind you.

The man in front is wearing casual shorts, and there's no visible sign of diapers beneath his clothing. His hands fidget nervously, and you can see a subtle tremor in his body language. His gaze flickers around, and there's a hint of apprehension in his eyes.

Glancing behind you, you notice another man who stands out in stark contrast. This individual is dressed in what can only be described as baby attire—complete with a onesie adorned with colorful pattern and a matching pacifier hanging around his neck. The very noticeable diaper bulge making it clear that he has fully embraced the expectations of Obaasan's peculiar way of life.

The line slowly progresses, and you try to shake off the unease building within you. As you approach the sorting area, a striking and impeccably dressed Obaasan official stands nearby. She scans each man entering the column, her eyes sharp and discerning.

When it's the turn of the man in front of you, the official's gaze narrows. With an air of authority, she motions for him to stop and then, to the surprise of everyone in line, she proceeds to pull down the man's shorts.

Gasps and whispers ripple through the line as it becomes evident that the man is not wearing a diaper. The official raises an eyebrow, her tone carrying a mix of disapproval and amusement. "Naughty boy," she chides him, "It seems you've forgotten to follow our guidelines. Diapers are a must here."

The man stammers an apology, clearly embarrassed by the unexpected revelation. The official gestures for him to move to the side, where a changing table was waiting.