Time for bed.

Your Mistress cradles you like a baby, and with your wet diaper. "Before I go to bed, could I have a diaper change?" you ask hesitantly. She thoughtfully considers it as you ascend the stair case.

"No, I'll change you in the morning. It's late. She opens up a very small room. Inside is a tremendous bassinet. And a pile of diapers on a shelf. A long pole reached from one end of the room to the other filled with outfits.

You find yourself in a nightgown and matching bonnet. She places a large pacifier into your mouth. You find yourself unable to remove it or sleep. As she tucks you in. You feel the weight of the blankets. You can't sit up, and since she tucked you in. Now your unable to move at all. Beside you is a little stuffed bunny wearing a pink tutu.

"Night sweetie," she cos and shuts the door. Darkness envelopes you along with silence. Then you feel something again. You mutter to yourself (oh no! not that) You begin to slowly devoid your bowels as you fall asleep.