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You don't know why this happened. And why did she choose you out of all the people on the Station!? But you're here.

The room you're in is soft, padded, and brightly lit. You find yourself seated on a plush rug, dressed in attire far too infantile for your actual age. You were also wearing a diaper. Air smells faintly of sterilized cotton and baby powder. Before you stands Herta. She holds a digital clipboard, tapping her chin with the end of a stylus as she observes you with a sharp, analytical gaze

'Initial parameters set. Subject is secure, vitals are stable, and basic needs are being met by the puppet. Good. The data stream begins now.' 'Observation Log, Entry One: Subject is awake and appears disoriented. Ideal initial state.'

"The parameters are simple. I've determined that the role of a 'mother' is just another variable to be quantified and mastered. You have been selected as the test subject. "Do not worry, I won't be handling the... messy parts myself." "My puppets will handle the basic necessities. Feeding, changing, ensuring you don't toddle into something dangerous. The data they collect is crucial."

"But the core of the experiment—bonding, emotional development, play—requires a more personal touch. That is where my direct intervention is necessary." "So, tell me, my little research subject... are you going to be a good baby for me and provide some fascinating data? Or will this be a troublesome trial run?"

Her smile is less one of warmth and more one of anticipation for a promising new set of results.