Amber liked being a receptionist, but part of her was curious about what it would be like to be a doctor. She changed “her office” to “Amber’s office”. Dr. Long’s lab coat and stethoscope disappeared, reappearing on Amber, who now had a nametag describing her as a gynecologist.
“Dr. Amber?” the former Dr. Long asked, waiting. Amber got up.
“Coming, Mary,” she said, glad to have remembered her former boss’s first name. Amber followed Mary into her office, on the way generating a new sentence about the former gynecologist.
“Mary’s pull-ups need to be changed, but she’s trying to hide it from her doctor.” Amber quickly changed “pull-ups” to “diaper”. A large bulge appeared around Mary’s waist. The two entered Amber’s office. Amber noted that in the office was a large changing station that would be able to fit an adult.
“Mary, let me check you, before we get started,” Amber said. She stuck her hand down the back of Mary’s diaper. It was soaked. “You need a change.”
“I can change myself,” Mary mumbled, embarrassed.
“Nonsense. I’ll just change you here and now,” Amber said. She went over to the changing station. Mary hopped onto the station. Amber removed Mary’s clothes and diaper. While she wiped down her former boss’s wet privates, she began to ask Mary why she wanted to come to the doctor.
“Well, being in pull-ups is normal, but I can’t progress to them,” Mary said. Amber lifted Mary’s butt and slid a fresh diaper under her. “I can never make it to the potty in time, and wind up making boom-boom in my diaper.”
“Hmm.” Amber taped on Mary’s diaper. “Sit on the exam table, I’ll take a look at you.” After washing her hands, Amber discretely generated another sentence on her phone.
“Mary is concerned that she’s stuck in diapers, which is abnormal.”