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When i woke up, i couldn't remember what happened yesterday. i looked around and saw i was in the crib in a diaper and onesie. The dragon was beside me, and i had a pacifier in my mouth. I sat up and noticed that the diaper was dirty "yuck" i said and tried to stand up without that feeling of the full diaper, but i couldn't so i did the only thing that came to my mind i screamed and after less than 30 sec the man came running in my room "what happened?" He asked out of breath." First, what happened yesterday in the park? i can't remember sh- anything, and the diaper is fu- disgusting. " After i said that, and the warning glares, he picked me up to the changing table,"uncel minho put you in your place what made you slip into little space" he told while changing my diaper and clothes "after you slipped you were a nice and cute baby which loved his gen and dada" he finish and i looked at him as if he had two heads "your lieing right, im not a baby" i said hopping that he said 'jk it's a prank' but he said seriously "do you want me to call uncel minho to tell you what a cute baby you were ?" He asked, and i nodded my head. He picked me up and in the living room. "What about breakfast?" I asked, wanting to 'eat.' Since i stayed here, getting a bottle in the morning became normal. "One moment, baby, i get the bottle and phone to call uncel minho," he said and walked off into the kitchen. I looked around the play pen and realised that the dragon was still up in the room. ' Should i ask ? Nah, stuffed dragon is for fucking babys,' i thought, crossing my arms when the man came back with a bottle in hand that had a brownish liquid in it "that's chocolate milk little one and guess who we forgot in your room, gen!" He said, and without any second thought, i reached out for him to get the dragon."You have to ask to get something, little one," he said, putting the bottle on the coffee table while i crossed my arms and glared at him.'I'm not asking for gen' "Your pout won't give you anything, little one," a voice in the doorway said, which made me turn around.

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