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Baby Care Class (remix) part 8
I don't know how long I was out for, but I do know that I really stink right now.
I was still in my crib but I was now in a very thick diaper that was completely full. It wasn't long after I woke up that Jen came into the room.
"Good morning stinky Baby, did you sleep well?" Jen asked as she came over to the crib.
I didn't know what to do anymore. After my failed escape and that thorough beating Jen gave me, I was terrified. And Jen knew it too.
Jen picked me up out of the crib where she carried me over to where the jumper used to be. On the floor was my huge pee stain. At the center of it was a very tiny chair.
"Ok Sissy, Mommy is still
Literature
New Jobs - From Ballerinas to Babies
"The airplane to Paris will go up in 10 minutes! Everyone please make your way to port 12 and be patient, thanks!" Said a female voice through a microphone, as Laura rushed through the airport as she bumped into a familiar person.
"Kikoo! What are you doing here!" Said Laura as she and Kikoo hugged.
"Hey Laura! I am on my way to my flight, I took a job which I found on this side called "Sign and take the job" what about you what takes you here?" Asked Kikoo.
"Me too! I found my dream job!" Said Laura with joy.
"Really? Where will you work?" Asked Kikoo.
"I am going to Disneyland Paris!" Said Laura once again with joy.
"Really? Me too!"
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Baby Doll (Part 1?)
Disclaimer: This story contains AB/DL and dollification content!
"MOMMY! JACK BROKE MY DOLLY!" my twin sister, Mary, yelled loudly, making me roll my eyes. It was just an accident! I was messing around with her when she shoved me onto her dresser, making one of her dolls (her favourite, might I add) fall. Mom thought she was being ridiculous as well, dismissing the situation and being on my side.
"You were the one that pushed him, sweetie," my mom said calmly.
"BUT HE WAS PULLING MY HAIR!"
"Enough yelling, Mary. behave!" my mom scolded, leaving the room to go back to whatever she was doing. Mary glared at me with so much vendetta, scaring
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