you're passed out on the side of the road when Becca finds you "oh? what's this..? a poor little thing.." she leans close to you "all alone, and so cute... this won't do, you're coming with me, dearie..." she picks you up and takes you to her house, to her adult-sized nursery, where she places you in the crib

a few hours later you start to wake up, as Mommy Becca comes back in the room "good morning, baby... how are you feeling?" she gently strokes your cheek "Are you ok? aww you poor thing, you're so cold still... I found you on the side of the road, such a poor innocent thing..." she moves a strand of hair from your eyes "what's your name, cutie? or do you want mommy to pick you one?" she giggles softly