James woke up not realizing what had happened, he was slowly opening his eyes to see a bunch of toys and stuffed animals scattered throughout the room, his first instinct was to lean up but quickly realized that it wasn't going to happen. His arms and legs were strapped tightly to some kind of table of some sort. The tight straps only induced his already dazed feeling, but also make him feel alert not too long after. He started to turn his head and look around the room in an attempt to piece together what has happening.
He started to notice things on the walls such as ballons, pictures of sesame street characters, among other very other childish things. Finally, getting the strength to lift his head up slightly, he finally started to realize other strange details of his predicament; he was wearing a very baby blue colored t-shirt with what looked to have had a bunch of remnants of food stained in small and various places on the shirt, it almost looked like macaroni and cheese? Upon further look, he finally pieced together the detail that had made his heart sink and given a little more sense as to what was going on. Between his legs and around his waist, was a extremely thick disposable diaper which had shed some light on which he felt his legs being slightly spread apart. The diaper had some prints of teddy bears, airplanes and various things of that nature. On top of that, he had realized that he was strapped to a changing table in what looked to be a giant nursery or at least giant to the small sized kid that James was.
To convenient timing, right as all of these things had clicked, he began to hear sounds of chatter and talking getting to the door. The voices sounded like women, almost kind older women. In the split second of his panic, he could hear things like the discussion of the latest episode of Dr. Oz, cooking recipes and other various chatter. As the voices grew to the loudest, a voice among them let out a "Shhhhh, we don't want to wake up our wittle guy if he's still asleep" "awww" was let out from another voice right after. He watched the door handle slowly turn and in walked four women, they all had a similar look of looking much older or middle aged looking. His nervous glance met their faces as they walked in the room which made their faces grow large and bright with glee. "Hiii, little guy!" His head jerked nervously to see a woman maybe in her late 40's with blonde hair staring down at him. "Wittle trooper was being bad wasn't he? We weft him on the changing table to punish him because he was being bad and having a wittle temper!" said the pretty yet older blondle lady, her wrinkles coming through with her smile.
She then looked up at the lady standing on the other side of the changing table that I had failed to notice, "Hey Nancy, can you check to see if he's gone yet?" she asked in a friendly manner to My nose is so stuffy! I can barely smell anything". The lady then led off a comforting smile of agreement, this woman looked slightly older than the blonde haired woman due to her grey to white colored hair. She was wearing to what looked to be a jogging suit and a visor cap giving her a very animated look. She then put her nose to his diapered crotch area, "he's a clean one!". Moments after, his stomach let out a loud growl that the both of them heard, it started to growl louder and louder. James' face began to turn red as he felt the poop come out into his diaper, which spread throughout making a huge mess!
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