![]() Waddling as quickly as she could, Rosie made it over to the bathroom area where she opened the large bin, that she now realised was meant to resemble a diaper pail. She didn't dwell on the matter for long, because without the taught insulation of the onesie, the smell of Rosie's predicament grew worse by the second. They must be using magnets somehow? Rosie thought to herself. It felt almost like they were using magic. It was kind of freaky, the impressive control they had around the entire environment that was her prison. They both fell to the ground with a thud and a clatter, leaving her in nothing but a giant messy nappy. Silently and immediately hidden seams fell apart at the sides of Rosie's onesie, and two key links holding her gag harness together also fell apart. ![]() As the winner, you're allowed to change right away." "Haha, don't worry, I was just teasing you. Rosie squirmed angrily on the spot, unable to properly reply due to the ring gag harness still occupying her mouth. "I'm afraid we have complete control of when you are allowed in and out of your outfits." "Uh-oh, it looks like someone is stuck!" The announcer's voice caught her by surprise, and she jumped slightly. To her dismay and mild panic she couldn't feel a seam at all, never mind a zipper. As for right now, the invitation of a shower and a change was too good to decline, so she reached round to find a zipper on the back of her onesie. It was obvious to Rosie that the purpose of the button would be explained to her in due time. At the furthest edge of the table a big red button was fixed into the surface and displayed the large word 'MORE' across each side. On the table lay an adult sized pink gingham schoolgirl dress, along with a clean disposable diaper, which was currently neatly and tightly folded, as if trying to disguise or hide its obvious bulk. Both doors were shut, and clearly only opened and closed when the game controllers desired. Another door was opposite the one Rosie had entered from. At the opposite end of the room, a bathroom had been installed - a toilet, shower, sink and bin were all fixed against the rear wall. ![]() Leaning against the mirrored wall was a large metal and wooden table with fold-up legs, like you might find in a school, with a black plastic chair on the near side, clearly intended for Rosie to sit on and be forced to see herself in the giant mirror. Less than a moment later, it filled with light, revealing a sizeable room with a large mirror in the middle of one wall and bland brick across the other three. The door slammed shut behind Rosie as soon as she was in the pitch black room.
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