Nope, you sleep like the baby you're becoming

When your alarm goes off in the morning, you roll out of bed. Or try to, at any rate, as you run into some wooden poles. You jolt awake to find yourself in a giant crib, wearing a onesie with mittens attached. You have a pacifier in your mouth, and you can smell poop in your diaper.

You fumble with the mittens to get the pacifier out of your mouth, and you observe your surroundings. The 'crib' is more of a wooden cage than anything, extending all the way to the ceiling with a locked door being the only exit. There is a large teddy bear in the corner. You glance around and realize you are in the spare room. You also notice Andrew in the corner.

"Good morning, JoJo! Ready for your diaper change?"

"What the fuck, Andrew?"

"Don't blame me, Mom suggested it. She wanted it to be a final punishment, but I think it's funnier to see you suffer now."

He comes over, unlocks the door, and before you can make a move, puts a new pacifier in your mouth and pushes you on your stomach to unzip the onesie. He changes you, and then says "It's Saturday so we have no excuse to get you out of this cute little get up."

What? No! You have to get out of here!

Andrew wheels over a large stroller, big enough to fit you, and opens the gate. You try and run out past him, but he grabs you to quickly and shoves you in the stroller. You try and leap up, but he straps the buckles. You realize you can't open the buckle in your mittens!

"Mommy's gonna take you to the park, OK?" Andrew says condescendingly.