Susan reached in and grabbed you, your body posing no weight as she held you in her hand.
"You came out nicely James, I'm sure this will be lesson enough." She held you up to a mirror.
A white folded up disposable diaper was in her hand. There was no features on its textured white surface so you had no idea how you can see or hear. Your folded up body was oval shaped and flat when folded but you felt like you were in the middle of an extreme sit-up, Your arms and legs were folded behind you as the tabs to your body, you flat frame filled with absorbent chemicals under a soft cloth like front, your back now crinkly and plastic.
You wanted to yell, you wanted to beg Susan turn you back, that you will be good and you will never look at her wrong again. You couldn't, you were only a collection of cloth and plastic.
"I'm sure you want to turn back, that you're sorry, but your lesson hasn't even begun." Susan put you on the table.
She began to pull a high chair and various baby foods out, the sight filling you with dread. You knew where this was leading.
"Now, we need a baby to test this 'product'" Susan couldn't help but grin.
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