Erin was a working woman. She couldn’t watch Damien all day. And breastfeeding was hard! She didn’t really like it that much after all. Sindy seemed like the perfect person she could foist those responsibilities onto.
“Erin is nursing Damien.” Erin changed it to “Sindy is nursing Damien.” Suddenly, Damien was out of her arms and in Sindy’s, greedily drinking from her breasts. A few more generated and changed sentences, and Sindy was now Damien’s wetnurse and nanny. She even did the chores that a maid would. And the only payment she needed was room and board. Erin didn’t have to give Sindy a single cent.
But Erin did want to give Sindy something else. Sindy was the smallest-chested of the three women, and Erin felt like that wouldn’t work for her baby boy. Damien was a boob guy, after all. Another quick change, and Sindy’s bust was bigger than even Tina’s, who had gotten a boob job.
“It was great hanging out with you girls, but I’ve got to get going,” Sindy said to her friends. Tina straightened, finally done pooping. Her diaper sagged under her.
“Take care!”
“You, too!” Sindy said cheerfully. As Sindy was walking over, Erin decided to make one last change. Sindy’s sexy outfit transformed into a stereotypical maid’s one, but too short to cover her butt, leaving her diaper on display. “Hello, miss.”
“Sindy,” Erin said calmly. There was a loud hiss. Sindy’s diaper began to turn yellow. “Looks like you need a change.”
“Hmm?” Sindy looked down. “Oh! I do.”
With Sindy wetting herself and not realizing it, Erin decided to do something about Sindy’s potty training.