Daily Free-Write July 24, 2021: Irreplaceable Pt. 6

Continuation of June 23, 2021: "Irreplaceable Pt. 5" 

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I land on my soggy butt and immediately two soft and fuzzy arms lift me up by the armpits.

"Oh! Thanks, I- Eek!" I shriek in shock as I realize that the arms belong to an oversized teddy bear. The teddy is wearing an old-fashioned white and red nurse's cap and looks down at me with a smile, still holding me in its paws. "H-h-how are you-"

"Such a fussy little one. And no wonder. You're all wet! We'll get you sorted out right away."

I can't even speak. What I'm seeing makes no sense at all. Is it animatronic? Some kind of trick?

"But of course it makes sense, silly," the teddy bear says, lifting me up and laying me on the hard changing table. My wet pants squelch slightly as my butt hits the firm surface. "You know that teddy bears are alive. You know because you talk with yours all the time, don't you?"

"Wait. How can you...?"

"Hear what you're thinking? Well, that's just our special gift. So we always know what our little ones are thinking and feeling. I know you're feeling scared right now, but you'll feel much better when we get you in a nice dry diaper. Pretty soon, your best babyhood friend will be restored and you'll look as good as new too!"

"What does that me-whoa!" I yell, as my legs are pulled out from under me by one swift tug of my pants, leaving me flat on my back in my wet undies my t-shirt.

"You'll see," the teddy says,  "Ah- ah- ah-," it chides as I try to get up and grab them back. "Back down, little one. Don't make this hard on yourself."

"But I don't wear diapers..." I practically whine, as they fluff up a comically big diaper to put around my waist. I try to wiggle off the table but they must have sent out some sort of psychic stuffie message because more bears show up to hold me down. These ones are regular-sized and yet somehow I can't get away from them.

"A-aren't you all filled with fluff? You shouldn't be able to-mmmf." My eyes go wide as a thick rubber bulb is forced between my lips, filling my mouth and silencing me.

"Hush now, little one," says the big bear, smiling and bringing down the diaper. I just got pacified by cute little teddy bears. How embarrassing is that? Then the plastic of the diaper comes to rest against my butt and my heart starts beating wildly.

"Up goes the baby bum," said the bear, lifting my ankles and the lower half of my body along with them. "Down goes the baby bum." The other teddies giggle and make silly faces, trying to make me smile and laugh. The humiliating thing is, it kind of works. The four tapes are brought in and I'm now officially, undeniably, diapered.

"Awww! See? You feel better already," says the bear, smiling down at me. I don't want to admit it, but I do, even if I'm completely ashamed of myself. "Okay, little guy. Down you go. Now run along to granny." I look wide-eyed at the bear, then at myself, then back at the bear. I can't speak so I gesticulate wildly that I can't go out there without pants. The bear, however, has no sympathy, it simply walks me out the door with its massive body and closes the door behind me.

I look around nervously, not knowing what I'll say if someone runs across me. "Help! Teddy bears are putting me in diapers!" doesn't seem like the wisest thing to tell other people. I bang on the door and try to open it one more time, but it won't budge. I'm stuck. Perhaps the best thing to do is just to go back to Granny Greta as fast as possible.

I look down at my bare legs poking out of my thick diaper like two popsicle sticks, then I do a double take. "Where is all my hair?" That's what I would say if my mouth wasn't completely plugged by this darn pacifier. The pacifier won't even pull out when I tug on it. It's just too big, collapsing in my mouth to fill it perfectly but expanding whenever I pull on it. What the hell kind of pacifier is this?

I quickly hurry back to where Granny Greta, Anthony, and our plushies are waiting. I look at them with teary eyes as I get there. Anthony looks astonished but Granny doesn't seem surprised at all. She just smiles and nods.

"There you are, little one. You really shouldn't wander off like that. We'll have to assign you a minder. In the mean time, I've brushed your bear. His fur is like new! Back to how it was when you were a baby."

I look down at my own missing 'fur' and back up. "Don't worry, sweetie. We'll have him back to new in no time. Bring him back tomorrow for the next repair. Tomorrow the real restoration work begins." Granny hands me the newly fluffed teddy.

"Wait! Can't I at least have some pants?" but Anthony is pulling me away.

"Let's get out of here," he says. "While we still can."

There's nothing I can say about it with that binky in my mouth. I'm forced to just waddle out of the factory, past groups of giggling students, tourists, you name it, clutching my teddy and sucking my binky, clad in my bright blue shirt and a thick white diaper.