Waking Up to a New Life (Patreon)

Ryan began to stir from his sleep. When he stretched out his arms, he felt something hard. He could see the white wooden bars surrounding him.  Ryan turned over on his stomach, he got his legs under his body, but they felt weak. He was having trouble standing up, or even raising himself to a proper crawling position. He took hold of the rail of the crib and tried to force himself to his feet that way, but his arm didn't seem very strong either.

"What's happening?" he tried to say out loud. But what came out of his mouth sounded like nonsense to his ears.  

Unable to lift himself out of the crib, Ryan sat up. He could do that with some effort.  Ryan looked around the room, it was enormous. He was in the middle of the room in a gigantic crib. There was a door on the far wall, It was slightly ajar.

Looking around the room, Ryan notice that everything was in one of two colors: white and pink. Most of the furniture and walls were white, but there were pink accents everywhere. This room was clearly a room for a baby girl.

Ryan turned his attention to inside the white crib, He was wearing a white shirt with tan slacks, he was under a pink blanket, and over a pale pink sheet. Curious, Ryan reached his hands to his crotch. He discovered he wasn't wearing a diaper. "Thank god, for small favors," he thought. The last thing he remembered was falling asleep on his couch while watching TV.

That was his house. He wasn't in his home anymore. He was in some sort of tremendous baby nursery.  He didn't know what to do. He apparently didn't have the strength to get out of the crib. He had to brace himself with his hands to stay seated.

Ryan called out, but the same baby gibberish exited his lips.  He waited a moment, but no one entered his room. Ryan decided to take a second to think. There wasn't anything else to do.  That was when he noticed a warmth in his crotch. It felt pleasant. Ryan hadn't noticed that he started to wet himself immediately. He had to look down to see the wet spot.  Ryan discovered very soon thereafter that he couldn't stop himself. The pleasant dampness spread from his crotch to his ass.  Instinctively, Ryan placed his hands on his crotch to try and stop the peeing. It didn't help.  The only thing he did was get his hands wet.

The door opened and an enormous woman walked in. She walked over to the crib and looked down at him. Ryan was initially scared and cowered away from her. She picked him up like he was a baby. Relative to her size, he was an infant.

"Look what you have done," the woman said in soothing tones. Ryan couldn't understand a word she said, but he seemed to know what she was talking about. She scooped him up and put him over her shoulder.  She carried him to the changing table, chattering as she walked. Ryan was like a doll in her arms. he couldn't do anything to stop her, although he did try to push her away with his feeble arms.

The woman sat Ryan down and pulled off his shirt. It was wet on the bottoms. Then she unfastened his pants and pulled those off. His underwear was next. There wasn't anything that Ryan could do to stop her.  Ryan was naked.  He tried to look down at his crotch, but the woman used a free hand to keep him laying back. Then she took a baby wipe (it was proportionally enormous as with everything else in the room) and wiped his crotch and bum.

When Ryan saw what was to come next, he cried out. That didn't have an effect on his condition. He was being diapered like a baby. A moment later, the woman sat him up and put him into a pink dress that had been hanging a moment before on the wardrobe doorknob.

 She picked him up, put him over her shoulder, and carried him out of the nursery to begin his new life.

In another room, two women were watching the events on a monitor.

"I have the simulation set for nine months old," the brunet with curly hair says.

"He's stuck living as an infant?"

"Yeah."

"For how long?"

"For as long as I want. But that is irrelevant. Time is different there."

"Different?"

"Yes, in just a few minutes of real-time, he can experience days in virtual time. Watch!"

The curly-haired woman adjusts the laptop. The events on the screen speed up noticeably. Soon, Ryan is back in the crib sleeping. He wakes up at 'night' and his diaper is quickly changed, then back to sleep. Soon, it's morning. Days fly by.

"How long will he stay there?"

"At least a decade. When he gets out, he'll be living as a baby for ten or eleven years, maybe longer. By then his mind will be mush. He won't even remember his real life anymore."

The curly-haired woman increased the speed of the action once again. Days passed even more quickly on the screen.