The settings were more like a quiz, asking you about yourself. I answered truthfully until I realized that whoever I made for this would be a mother of a teen, not a toddler. ”Could I redo the settings?” I asked the woman. She smiled and pressed a button on the corner of the screen, clearing all the answers I've put.
I was almost finished, the last questions seemed like they were for someone my age.
Do you have any fears?
(Yes) (No)
Have are or are you currently wet the bed?
(yes) (no)
Will you need someone to change your diaper?
(yes) (no)
Do you want to be potty trained?
(yes) (no)
Do you have an imaginary friend/favorite stuffed animal?
(yes) (no)
What's your age?
_______
What is your preference of parentage?
(mommy) (daddy)
When I was done I reviewed my answers.
Do you have any fears?
(No)
Have are or are you currently wet the bed?
(no)
Will you need someone to change your diaper?
(yes)
Do you want to be potty trained?
(no)
Do you have an imaginary friend/favorite stuffed animal?
(yes)
What is your age?
___3___
What is your preference of parentage?
(daddy)
I pressed enter and a loading screen popped up. I tugged on the woman’s shirt and she looked at the screen. ”Here, let me take you to the creation room.” she picked me up and carried me to a room where a man was waiting. ”Oh my?” the woman gasped. Both I and the man looked at her. ”We haven't had someone make a father in years. This will not be allowed by the headmistress.”
The man stands up and stares the woman in the eyes. ”You can tell her that we can choose a different house if I'm not welcome.” his deep voice surprised both of us. The man picked me up and carried me to the door. We were about to leave until someone ordered him to stop. I turned around, and it was a woman, dressed all fancy.
”Next door there is a house for both of you to stay in,” she recommended. Daddy nodded his head and was about to leave again until she stopped him. ”The clothes and diaper are housing property. Please leave them here.” I was sat back down and dressed to nothing. We were going to leave once more until the headmistress stopped us again. ”I mean all clothing.”
Both of us were walking to the next house with no hint of clothes on us.
Daddy knocked on the door, and a man opened it for him. ”Kicked you out?” I nodded my head yes and he welcomed us in. ”Upstairs, last room to the left is available. Please feel welcome.”
The room was a house on its own. It had a bedroom, a bathroom, and a kitchen. Daddy laid me on the bed and checked around for clothes. He found a ton of clothes for us, and different diapers for me.
”Ok sport, choose which diaper you want.” I pointed to a diaper with cartoon animals on them. He changed me into it and also put a shirt on me. He put on the clothes he found while I looked around.