Mike felt great. Trainer sure was nice and the Academy felt so warm and inviting. Mike decided to look around his apartment. It was small. Only 2 rooms. The main room had his bed, a dresser, a small table, and a chair. There was also a small dumb waiter built into the wall and a dirt clothes chute. The bathroom had a shower, a toilet, a sink, his toothbrush and toothpaste. There were some towels in the cuboard undernearth the sink.
A ding ran through his apartment. His dinner had arrived. It consisted of a bowl of something resembling grits with bits of meat and vegetables mixed in, and two large cups of water. Using the spoon given to him, he ate his dinner quickly, placing the dishes back in the dumb waiter. He then got ready for bed. As he began to undress, he unknowingly began to follow his commands. After removing his pants and shirt and throwing them down the chute he sat down on the changing machine. The machine whirled to life and remove the messy diaper. Placing the collar on the charging station, Mike began his shower. Once he was clean and dry, he put his collar back on before once more sitting on the changing machine. A new, freshly powdered diaper was strapped to Mike. After brushing his teeth, he returned to the bedroom and laid down. He always slept with only his underwear on. Minutes later Mike was fast asleeep. Soon, whispers could be heard in the room. They repeated all of the commands Mike had been given. Mike smiled as he slept. His dreams filled of him on all fours shitting in his diaper like a good boy. It wasn’t strange. Good boys used their diapers.
This continued until Mike’s alarm clock went off the next morning.