The Nursery

You sleep soundly, maybe more so than you have in a long time. With all the stress you have endured for god knows how long, be it work, annoying colleagues or deadlines, this comes as a welcome respite from it all, being swallowed by the blankets and the warmth. You open your eyes, slowly at first, while adjusting to the darkness of the room. It seems as though you have woken up from a wonderful and peaceful dream.

As your eyes adjust, you are suddenly caught off-guard. You are in bed as you would expect, but its definitly not yours... It seems to have bars of some kind, rather tall and sturdy, and some sort of... baby mobile hangs over your head?

Amidst the confusion it takes you a while to figure out what you are wearing, yet when you set your eyes on yourself, it starts making even less sense.

Between your legs is a huge diaper, white with the word "Baby" written all over it. As you try to close your legs the diaper keeps them separate, and you feel its softness against your thighs, all the while you hear crinkling. As all of this happens, you try to move, finding both your ankles and wrists tied to the railings. Trying to move your fingers, you find them stuck, unable to move inside the mittens you have on.

Not knowing what to do, you wait, thinking about what has happened.