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As Sarah began to wake up, she immediately noticed she was in an unfamiliar place. She was laying on a cushioned surface, surrounded by short wooden bars. Not only that, but she was naked except for the thick white diaper taped around her waist. Sarah raised herself from her laying down position, tits hanging from her chest. As she got into the kneeling position, she felt a cold dampness on the front of her crotch. She looked down and saw that the front of her diaper was stained yellow.
She started to rise to a standing position when she felt a sharp pain in her abdomen. She opened her mouth to moan in agony when a pink pacifier dropped from her mouth. How did she not even notice she had been sucking on it? The higher Sarah rose, the more her stomach cried out in agony. After a few moments the pain became too much and Sarah helplessly filled the seat of her diaper with warm brown mush. She bent over from the pain, let out an exasperated gasp, and continued to shit herself for a few moments more. She waited a moment after it seemed to stop, and couldn’t believe she had pushed so much waste into her diaper. She thought for sure that any more and she it would have come leaking down her legs. She slowly climbed out of the small crib, but before she could get very far the pain in her abdomen started up again.
Sarah dropped to her knees, praying that she wouldn’t have to mess in her diaper again. But, sure enough, another wave of brown mush come flowing out of her, pushing violently against the back of her diaper. The mush continued to flow for another few moments, and when she was finished she looked back at the brown diaper sagging below her. She tried to stand up, but the pain in her stomach started to come again, so she remained on her knees. She crawled around the room looking for something to clean herself up with. Every movement squished around the load of poop she was carrying, forcing it to the front of her diaper and into her privates. As the smell rose to her nose she was almost knocked bad at how foul the odor was. Just then, the door to the nursery opened and a motherly looking figure smiled at her cooing, “Awww did my little baby girl make a poopie in her diapey? Let mommy get you changed into a new one, and then we can get you dressed for our day in the park!”