“Stop right there!”, Gator commanded as he chased the thief down a back alley. Gator was a young German Shepherd with forest green fur and bright green ears and tail. Two days ago he had started his dream job at the local police department and on his first assignment, he had his first “perp”. Some lowlife had decided to snatch some money from the local convenience store and Gator wasn’t about to let him get away with it.
Gator followed the thief down several back alleys before chasing him into the back door of an old, run down building. Once inside, however, Gator realized theirewas nothing run down about it. The inside of the building was spotless and filled with science equipment. Gator had no idea what type of place he had stumbled on but he knew, first and foremost, that he had a job to do.
The building was large but there were only so many places the thief could be hiding. Gator noticed an open door on the far side of the room. He thought that was as good a place as any to start looking. Next to the door, on the side of the wall was a large window. “Must be some type of research room”, Gator thought. With the room being too dark to see through the window, Gator went inside. “Come on out and make this easier on yoursel....,” Gator said before being hit in the back.
Gator got up, shaking his head. The bastard had caught him from behind. He shook the door handle. Locked. The thief must have slammed it on his way out. Peering through the window, Gator could see the thief running out of the building, laughing. “How am I going to explain this to the chief?” Gator thought to himself. Feeling around on the wall, Gator found a light switch. Upon flipping the switch, the room lit up. Gator was taken back by what he saw. It was a nursery filled with a crib, changing table, baby bouncer, and all of the other essentials for a baby. The strange thing, however, was that everything looked like it was the size for an adult.
Gator was about to call in to the station when a speaker sounded from the inside of the room. “NANNY ROOM ACTIVATED! BABY DETECTED!” Gator froze. He wasn’t sure what to do. At that moment, the room started working on its own. The lights began flickering in a rhythm with strobes of different colors. There was a strange, hypnotic music playing, and an odd smell in the air that tasted funny on his tongue. Gators legs began to feel heavy and his thoughts slowed down. The lights were enthralling. He couldn’t look away. Gator noticed a warmth running down his leg. HE WAS PISSING HIMSELF! “Oh no! I went pee-pee!” Gator yelled. Not even realizing his regressed speech. “I hafta get ohwah hewer”, Gator thought.
No longer able to walk, Gator crawled towards the door. He had to get out. The lights becoming more intense as crawled, soon he slowed down and sat on his soaked rear. The thought of leaving suddenly scared him. He was too little to leave his nursery all by himself. He then noticed his clammy pants under him. They were cold. He didn’t like it. He starting crying uncontrollably.
Suddenly, Gator was picked up by 2 mechanical hands and laid on the changing table. Still crying, he noticed a nipple placed close to his mouth. He grabbed it and started sucking. The contents were smooth and tasty. It was delicious. He didn’t even notice his police uniform being ripped off by the hands, or the wet wipes and baby powder being applied to his crotch region. He certainly didn’t notice the thick diaper being placed under him and taped up. After all, he was only a puppy. Why would any of that be different to him?
After he finished his milk, the hands placed him in a Paw Patrol onesie. Gator loved Paw Patrol. Especially Rocky, as far as he knew. He was then placed in a baby bouncer and placed in front of the TV. The program was fun. It had a lot of swirly colors. Gator liked colors. As the show ended, Gator felt a strange feeling in his tummy. It felt like a lot of pressure. As he pushed the pressure slowly went away. At the same time, he noticed the back of his diaper getting full and warm. Gator didn’t like the squishy feeling. He began to cry again. The hands scooped him up again and placed him on the changing table. After another diaper change, Gator was placed in his crib with a pacifier. With the slow hypnotic music playing, Gator went fast asleep.
The next morning, two young interns entered the room. They were immediately hit with the smell of a used night time diaper. “How did he get in here?” said one intern to the other.
“I don’t know”, the other intern said in reply, “but I changed the last one. This time it’s your turn. I will get the professor and let him know he’s got another test subject.”
“Poor guy”, thought the intern changing Gator’s diaper. “At least you will never know any better, though.”
Gator happily cooed in reply.