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    Sam's Punishment

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    On 1/23/2021 at 12:03 PM, Elfy said:

    Sam is adjusting to life with Elizabeth but nothing can prepare her for what happens at the kitchen table. 

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    Just as Elizabeth was about to sit down there was a sudden ring on the doorbell. Sam jumped and hit the bottom of the tray causing a little cereal to spill. Elizabeth pursed her lips and shook her head as she stood up and walked into the hallway.

     

     

    Sam couldn’t see what was happening but dreaded the thought that someone was about to walk in and see her like this. They might not know she wasn’t a baby but that wouldn’t do much to lessen the humiliation. She strained to hear the voices in the hallway but it was hard to make out who was coming into the house.

     

     

    Two sets of footsteps walked towards the kitchen and Sam braced herself for fresh embarrassment. When Officer Jones walked into the kitchen behind Elizabeth Sam let out a visible sigh of relief. As she relaxed she felt a new and disturbing sensation, a rumbling deep inside her gut.

     

     

    “There’s the big girl!” Officer Jones smiled as he walked in and leaned on the back of one of the other kitchen chairs, “How’s she been?”

     

     

    “A few teething problems.” Elizabeth said, “But generally she’s been well behaved.”

     

     

    “That’s good.” Officer Jones smiled, “We might just make a productive member of society of her yet.”

     

     

    Sam wanted to argue that she already was productive but she forced herself to swallow the harsh words. She needed to keep these people on her side if she didn’t want to go from this crappy situation to a much worse one. She felt a familiar feeling of pressure building in her bowels, a signal of something coming that Sam thought was unthinkable.

     

     

    “H-How’s Janet?” Sam asked trying to distract herself and move the conversation towards someone else.

     

     

    “She’s fine…” Officer Jones was still smiling, “She’s been asking after you, we told her you’re safe. Bad news is processing is going slowly, so much petty crime these days.”

     

     

    Sam hung her head. Any hope of getting out of here in the next day or so faded from her mind to be replaced with a hopelessness that made her want to cry. The pressure in her bowels grew steadily worse, it was as if the disappointment was making her bowels more eager to evacuate.

     

     

    “Do you want to feed her?” Elizabeth asked as she returned to her seat.

     

     

    “That would be great!” Officer Jones said as he sat down on the other side of Sam.

     

     

    Sam blushed a fresh shade of red. She had been hoping the policeman would leave before she embarrassed herself but it seemed like this was all a fun game for him. She watched as he picked up the spoon and lifted it up towards her face. She closed her eyes and tried to forget what was happening as she opened her mouth and accepted the food.

     

     

    “Good girl.” Officer Jones smirked as he returned the spoon to the bowl.

     

     

    Sam scowled but continued to bite her tongue. She looked over to Elizabeth but she seemed to be enjoying this just as much. Sam needed to go to the bathroom and she needed to do it soon but she had no idea how she could ask with the policeman right there. The worst part was she knew even if she did say something she wouldn’t be allowed out of this highchair. It was going to happen sooner or later whether she wanted it to or not, her body was getting increasingly insistent about evacuating.

     

     

    The feeding continued as Officer Jones and Elizabeth conversed about entirely mundane topics. Sam robotically opened her mouth for each fresh spoonful of food and swallowed everything as quickly as possible in an effort to end this situation faster.

     

     

    Sam felt the pressure build again. She tried to ride it out like all the previous waves but this one wouldn’t subside, her eyes opened wide as she felt a solid mass push right up against her sphincter. It was impossible to stop and the pressure stayed at it’s highest point no matter what Sam tried to do to stop it. She winced as she lifted her butt off the seat by leaning on the plastic tray in front of her.

     

     

    The adults in the room stopped talking as they witnessed this sudden change but Sam couldn’t keep the fight up any longer. She wanted to run away and be alone but she was trapped in place and the moment she leaned forwards she felt the irresistible push of her bowels.

     

     

    Sam’s face went bright red and she let out a small grunt as her straining body finally relented and forced a long lump of poop out of her. She felt the hot stickiness hit the rear of her baby padding which caused it to smear, she could feel it spreading over her skin like mud oozing out from under a foot.

     

     

    Sam abandoned all pretence of being a grown up as she pushed down and forced her bowels to empty. The mess spread further and further as the small woman filled her pants, she became cut off in her own little world and felt completely unaware of the other two people in the room. It was only as she belatedly finished pooping that she came back to reality.

     

     

    “Aww, how cute!” Elizabeth gushed, “Did baby make a little present for mommy?”

     

     

    Sam slowly opened her teary eyes to see Elizabeth smiling at her as if she couldn’t be more proud, on the other hand Officer Jones looked pretty disgusted. Sam’s cheeks were already red but they flushed even more as she realised everyone was aware of what she had done.

     

     

    Lowering herself back on to her chair Sam felt the poopy mess getting squeezed between her butt and the diaper. The lumpy mess was compressed and it spread further up the rear of the padding towards Sam’s lower back.

     

     

    Sam looked down at the tray in front of her as the first tear started rolling down her cheek. She sniffed sadly before the sobs started forcing their way up with unstoppable force.

     

     

    “Pooping and then crying?” Officer Jones remarked as he put down his spoon, “You really are just a little baby…”

     

     

    “I couldn’t help it!” Sam yelled through her tears.

     

     

    “Watch your tone, young lady.” Elizabeth warned.

     

     

    As Sam felt little air pockets moving in her poopy mess she forced herself not to speak. She didn’t want to get herself in trouble and it looked like Officer Jones was just waiting for a reason to take her to jail. She had to force herself to play the role was assigned to her, the last of her dignity dripped away as she reached out with her arms towards Elizabeth.

     

     

    “OK, baby, we’ll get you changed in a minute.” Elizabeth said with a small smile when she saw Sam reaching out for her.

     

     

    “I should get going anyway.” Officer Jones said as he stood up. Sam noticed he was smiling but it was not the same warm smile Elizabeth was giving her.

     

     

    Sam watched Elizabeth take Officer Jones out of the kitchen and down the hallway. She was forced to wait in her highchair whilst her guardian and the policeman engaged in casual conversation. Her mind immediately went to her loaded underwear and she couldn’t help but shift uncomfortably in her seat, which achieved nothing but spreading the excrement further around her crotch. Sam froze in place and closed her eyes, she imagined what other people would think if they could see her like this. She would have to make sure that no one outside of this house ever knew what happened here.

     

     

    Elizabeth seemed in no hurry to rush back to Sam who could now smell herself. The diaper could only contain the smell for so long and she was getting increasingly desperate to get changed. She pulled on the tray in a futile attempt to be released but the construction was more than a match for her small body.

     

     

    Sam growled in frustration as she sat back in the disgusting diaper. She folded her arms across her chest and impatiently waited for Elizabeth to come back. When footsteps started approaching the kitchen again Sam sighed in relief, as soon as Elizabeth walked into the room Sam reached out for her.

     

     

    “Hold on…” Elizabeth said as she walked around the table collecting the finished breakfast things, “Let me just put all this in the dishwasher.”

     

     

    “This isn’t very pleasant.” Sam said simply as she rubbed her eyes to stop the tears.

     

     

    “Come on, Sam. Babies can put up with it, I’m sure you can too.” Elizabeth replied without turning to look at Sam.

     

     

    Finally Elizabeth turned around and walked over to the highchair. She pinched her nose which Sam thought was a ridiculous overreaction because it didn’t smell that bad. Her cheeks went red anyway and as the tray was released she almost eagerly hopped on to Elizabeth’s hip to be carried to the nursery. Sam would never have thought she would do something as ridiculous as that just a few days ago, she was sure she would never forget her time here no matter what happened.

     

     

    Sam was laid down on the changing table and couldn’t wait for her diaper change. The messy diaper currently around her waist was starting to feel itchy and Sam was desperate for the comfort of a clean and dry diaper. Sam mentally shook herself, she was shocked that she would think of a new diaper as something so pleasant. She felt like she had fallen so far so quickly but couldn’t get a handhold to pull herself back up.

     

     

    Sam laid as still as possible whilst Elizabeth got the changing supplies ready. She put a fresh disposable on one side of Sam’s legs and the cleaning wipes on the other. One hand was put on the front of the padding as the other pulled the tapes away allowing the front to slide down and open up.

     

     

    “Poo-ey… What a dirty baby!” Elizabeth said as the smell got worse now that the diaper wasn’t keeping it in.

     

     

    “Sorry.” Sam apologised without even thinking. She immediately wished she could take it back.

     

     

    “Babies will be babies.” Elizabeth said as she grabbed Sam’s ankles.

     

     

    Sam wanted to retort but was cut off as her legs were lifted and pushed back over her head again. There was a small pause before she felt the cold touch of the baby wipes on her bottom. Her face was going bright red from blood rushing to her face and her humiliation. It was impossible to look at this situation as anything other than a helpless baby getting her diaper changed. She felt more like a baby now than when she had dirtied herself.

     

     

    It took a long time for the cleaning to be completed and Sam had to fight back the tears as she felt the lumpy mess get cleaned away one wipe at a time. Being left to sit in her mess for the few minutes she was in it had caused it to spread over much of her diaper area.  She ached to reach down and scratch the itchiness she already felt but she had to keep her hands stoically by her side.

     

     

    Sam tried to tune out what was happening and she closed her eyes to imagine herself at home and relaxing. She’d be chilling out with the television right about now far away from anything like this.

     

     

    “A young girl like you really shouldn’t be in a drug house.” Elizabeth said as she finished up the last bits of cleaning.

     

     

    “I’m not a young girl.” Sam quickly retorted, “And I wasn’t supposed to be there. My friend dragged me there.”

     

     

    “Ah yes, Janet wasn’t it?” Elizabeth said as she pulled the messy diaper away and slipped a clean one underneath Sam’s butt, “She seems like a bad influence. Sweet girls like you need to stay away from bad crowds.”

     

     

    “Do… Do you know what’s happening with her?” Sam asked. She tried not to sound as curious as she was.

     

     

    “Only what the Officer said at the table.” Elizabeth replied.

     

     

    Sam sighed as she was lowered on to the new diaper which was swiftly taped closed. She wished she could get some real progress updates on her friend, it would help tell her whether she could expect to get out of here soon. The thought of living like this much longer was a tough one to swallow.

    I personally love this story. Makes me wish I was a dwarf and someone did this to me.....

    To Zero and Back [Updated with chapter 50]

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    I've truly been enjoying this story. I know the original story was unpotty training and then retraining again, but I  really like the level of regression he is going through and how his mother is becoming the mother of a toddler again. I personally hope he slips further into infancy. Maybe his mother will find the ABDL and the hypnosis stuff on his computer, and decide if this is what he really wanted, she will keep him this way. It does seem like she is getting really involved and enjoying having her baby again.

    It's  your story, and you are doing a great job. Just thought I  would add my 2 cents of an opinion.

    Hypnosis... what did I get myself into? Part 8 (6/03)

    in Story and Art Forum

    Posted

    On 4/19/2022 at 10:38 AM, Secretstash said:

    Part 4

    We got to the doctors office and walked in, she held my hand the entire time. God I was so nervous...

    "Hi we're here for an appointment with Doctor Sanders for Jackson"

    The receptionist clearly looked at me, surprised as all heck, but did her best to maintain her composure and be nice.

    "Awwwh isn't he a little cutie, just take a seat over there and Dr. Sanders should be ready soon"

    We sat down. I was clearly nervous about this, I was even shaking a bit and Sarah could sense it.

    "Awwwh come here baby" she pulled me onto her lap so I was sitting on her knees, facing her. "Shhhhh theres nothing to be worried about, Mommy's doctor is really nice, I told her all about your situation, it'll be fine."

    Then she started bouncing me on her knees, I was a pretty light guy, but it still ended up being little bounces up and down, she was tickling my tummy at the same time too. I just burst out in an actual fit of giggles.

    As this was going on, Dr Sanders had stepped out and seen the whole thing as it happened.

    "Sarah and Jackson?" Dr Sanders called out.

    "Oh, let's go baby" She grabbed my hand and we walked into the examination room. 

    "Sarah, if you could, please undress him down to his underwear so I can give him a full exam, I'll be right back" She left the room.

    "Okay baby, lets do this" She undid the shortalls and pulled them off. "Arms up sweetie" I raised my arms as Sarah unsnapped my onesie and pulled it up over my head. "Here sit on the table baby"

    I did. God I was shaking like a leaf, here I was in just a diaper, about to fully get examined my a cute lady doctor. Sarah sensed it, wrapped her arm around me and started rubbing my arm up and down and kissing me on the top of the head. It didn't help that I was so full of pee and poop I was ready to burst from both ends.

    Dr. Sanders walked in and witnessed the display of motherly affection. She did a double take on the diaper, so babyish she thought, but didn't say anything.

    "So, Sarah, it's always nice to see you, I know we spoke over the phone but would you like to explain it more thoroughly this time?"

    "Sure, so this little guy had just lost his job and was getting evicted, so he asked if he could stay with me for awhile. I knew he felt off, like a lot had been bothering him, I think he'd been on an edge since his mommy passed away, but losing his daddy unexpectedly and then losing his job after too, I think it just became too much for him. So over the course of a few weeks, it started with bed wetting, which we tried to deal with, then daytime accidents came, so we started him with adult pull ups. That worked for a few days until... until he had his first messy accident, so I switched him over to medical diapers and then eventually I needed something that could hold up better and that's what you see him wearing."

    "Ok, that explains a lot but what of the behavior? I seen you bouncing him on your knees and he was giggling just like any little one."

    "Well, I'm not sure about that... it seems every step down we took in terms of undies, his personality took a step down to match. So by time we tried regular diapers, he was crying at accidents, he was spilling drinks that didn't have lids, he was sucking his thumb a bunch... I think he might just be trying to rewind to a time where everything was easier. I'm not going to lie, I probably didn't help... I... couldn't stand to see him crying like that. My mothering instincts just kicked in, I tried to comfort and soothe him like you might with any child. And now? he's probably at the level of a 9 month old baby. He pees and poops his diapers, he sucks on pacifiers, drinks from bottles. I'm acutally surprised he's not wet yet actually.

    "Wow... well that certainly is a lot to take in. Well let's get this exam started, I'll just bring in the nurse so she can help with the exam. Nurse!"

    Dammit, this was going exactly as planned so far, I didn't want to add in ANOTHER person seeing me in this state. I can't believe the depth of the memories Sarah's brain had concocted to explain this scenario. It was perfect actually. I heard Dr. Sanders whisper to the nurse.

    "Just treat him like you would any other baby we see, take notes, but when I go to draw blood, stand at the end of the table and make faces or play with his feet, got it?"

    "Sure thing Doctor"

    "Ok let's get to the exam" Dr Sanders said. "First let's stand him up and measure his height and weight... hmmm 5'9"... 155 pounds... ok lay him back down on the table. Ok Jaxie I'm gonna listen to your heart and lungs ok? This might be a little chilly, can you follow what I do?"

    I nodded enthusiastically, she breathed a couple of hot breaths on the stethoscope and I followed.

    "Such a smart babieeeee... ok ... hmmm.... normal, ok now lean up please?"

    I just stared at her quizzically.

    "Nurse?"

    She leaned me up and I could feel the cold metal on my back. Oooh leaning up like this was not making my stomach feel good.

    "Ok back down... ok I'm going to examine his diaper area, just to check for rashes and to make sure everything has developed properly. Nurse, if you could untape the diaper."

    *Scritch, Scritch, Scritch, Scritch*

    This was it, this is what I was holding my pee in for what I was about to do was the height of baby-ishness, especially baby boys.

    "Ok let's peal back and see what we're, OH MY GOD!"

    Spiiiiiiish. A fountain of pee erupted the moment my diaper was pulled down. Sarah and the nurse gasped too. The doctor deftly covered up the stream and mostly seemed non plussed about getting peed on a bit. I got her, the table, and even on me. I had my fingers in my mouth, sloppily sucking on them and giggled at the incident.

    "Well he certainly acts like a 9 month old baby eh? Eh Jaxie my little pee pee fountain" She tickled my tummy and I giggled. "Well everything looks good down there, if a little smaller than usual, no rashes either Sarah, so you've been doing a great job changing him."

    Sarah beamed with pride standing in the corner. The doctor proceeded with closing up the diaper and taping it back up, saying it would last and she could change me after the rest of the exam.

    "Now here's the tough part for babies, we have to take some blood samples for analysis, here Sarah could you give me whats in your hand? This might make things easier"

    "Sure thing" she handed the doctor my pacie, which she deftly popped in my waiting lips.

    "Nurse?"

    "Oh right, sorry"

    The nurse moved deftly to the end of the table, she was a bit younger than the doctor, but boy she was a cutie too. She started making faces at me, playing peekaboo, all the things you'd do with a baby. I knew she was trying to distract me as they were getting ready to draw some blood, but that didn't bother me, so I just played along and giggled. Once the needle was in, she started tickling my feet a bit, eventually grabbing them both and kind of doing a cycling motion.

    "I wouldn't do that if I were youuuu" Dr Sanders chimed in.

    "How come? This cutie seems to be loving it!" She smiled down at me.

    *Pfffart* *PPPPPPPffffart*

    "Uh oh, just a tootie baby eh" the nurse kept it up.

    Oh no... not here, not like this in front of everyone... please not this level of humiliation.

    *Pffftart*

    I couldn't hold it, I scrunched up my face and beared down.

    *BLARRRRRT* *Plop* *Pfffffart* *BLAAAAARRTTTT* *plop* Plop*

    God that was embarassing... but, I had to play it up, I let out an audible sigh and giggled and smiled.

    "Well my baby finally made his first pushies of the day, such a big boy, such a big boyyyy" Sarah beamed at me.

    "That's why I told you you shouldn't continue, what you were doing was a movement called bicycle legs, it's a movement mommies do when their baby is gassy or constipated and can use a little help... getting things out.

    "Oh... sorry" The nurse turned to Sarah and did a my bad face.

    "Well at least we got the blood we need. I'm going to get this sent out for analysis, nurse, you come with me and we can give mommy and her baby some privacy." Both left the exam room.

    Well baby, you certainly know how to make a scene on your trip to the doctors, I think you left an impression on both of them. Up until the end they thought thought you were a cute, handsome baby boy, before you started gassing them out with your toots and dropping stink bombs on them with your poopies. hahaha"

    "Me swtinky momma"

    "You sure are baby!"

    Sarah quickly cleaned me up, but giving me a thorough wipe up before taping on a new Little Kings diaper. The nurse and Dr. Sanders returned shortly after.

    "Oh my godddd! that's just the cutest diapey! Where do you even find diapers that are that big and cute?"

    "Online of course, I can give you the site, Why, are you interested in getting some for yourself?" Sarah teased the nurse and gave her a playful wink.

    The nurse turned beet red.

    "N-no, n-n-not for me, for a friend of course"

    "Well the two you seen today are by ABU, Little kings and Alphagator, just google them, I'm sure you'll figure it out. Speaking of which, you think you can take this one off my hands? I'm not sure where to get rid of it in here"

    Sarah was holding up my poopy diaper. The Nurse took it, holding it like it could exploded at any minute. Dr. Sanders just rolled her eyes.

    "Go take that to the dumpster out back and I'll move things along here."

    The nurse left, holding the diaper as far away from her nose as she could.

    "Now, I just want to send you down the hall to Dr. Dillon, she deals more with the mental side of things. She's a little busy, but she'll give you a quick assessment and recommendation. Other than that, little Jaxie here seems perfectly healthy." She tickled me under the chin. I giggled.

    "Ok let's go baby"

    "Dwessed?" I asked, I didn't need to be walking around this building in nothing but a diaper!

    "Baby it's just a few doors down, it'll be fine, besides Dr. Dillon should see you like this."

    I still whined, so mommy gathered up my clothes and shoes, threw them in her bag, plopped the pacifier in my mouth to stop the whining and then did something I did not see coming. She picked me up and settle me on her hip! I had no idea she could do this! I wrapped my legs around her instinctively.

    "Say bye bye to Dr. Sanders Jaxie"

    I waved "buh bye".

    "Awwwh such a cutie, have a good day Sarah, best of luck!"

    We left and started walking down the hall, well Sarah walked, I was just a passive infant along for the ride.

    "Ooof baby, you sure are a heavy baby, but sometimes us mommies gotta do what we gotta do. I much prefer to go this route, rather than give you a spank for being a groucy baby."

    She knocked on the door.

    "Come in" came another womans voice.

    So we walked in and mommy sat on a chair. Dr. Dillons eyes went wide for sure, but she recomposed herself quickly. I didn't get a seat, instead I was in mommys lap, sucking my pacie, trying to hide my face from yet another new person.

    "Awwwwh so who do we have here?"

    "This is baby Jackson"

    "He's a bit big for a baby" Dr. Dillon chuckled "Awwwh those diapers are precious! Like a grown up of version of pampers! Well lets get down to it, explain the situation"

    Sarah got into it, explained the situation the same to this doctor as she did to the last. The stress, the job, the deaths, the accidents, the pull ups, the diapers and the regressive behaviour, etc...

    "Well I've definitely heard of a few cases like this and theres some good news and bad news. The person just regresses to a time where they didn't have to deal with the trauma, it's certainly a coping method. The bad news is he might never break out and you might have to take of him as a baby for the rest of your life, or you can lean into it, give him a safe space, make him feel loved and cared for and might eventually break out and want to grow back up. We could also offer then very serious therapies or therapeutics, but I'd recommend the other route. Treat him like the baby he seems to be acting as and see where it goes from there."

    "Ok that sounds like a good plan. I'm still young-ish, I have plenty of money and due to that, have nothing but time, helping me step son, taking care of a baby like I never got to before, it actually seems like a dream! Is there any chance he regresses any further?" Sarah asked.

    "Well, he's already acting pretty baby-ish, so it's hard to say, he could always drop a level, become less verbal and may want to be fed a certain way. If you follow"

    "I don't follow" I wasn't following either...

    "Put your hands over his ears, I don't hant to give his brain anymore ideas"

    Then, silence, I looked up and could see them talking, but I had no idea what they were saying.

    "Yeah you definitely can, I'll write a prescription and give you some guides if it ever comes down to that, ok?"

    "Yes for sure, thank you so much Doctor, come on little one, lets get you dressed and head out."

    Sarah got me dressed up again in my puppy onesie and shortalls and we headed out. Once we got home Sarah put me right down for a nap, handing me a bottle of warmed up milk in my bed.

    "Mommy's got a ton things to plan for baby, you catch some winks and I'll come get you later. After such a stressful day and barely sleeping the night prior I passed out half way through my bottle.

     

    (I hope everyone enjoyed the chapter, I hope you haven't felt like its gone off the rails yet lol. I think I might try to delay the next chapter a bit since I've been releasing one every 24 hours or so, but ahhhh I'm a sucker for comments and nice words :P enjoy and let me know what you think!)

    I've really enjoyed this so far. I've always loved hypnosis stories. 

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    Taking My Dog For A Walk & Using My Diaper

    in Story Contest: Best Night Ever

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    On 1/13/2019 at 12:12 AM, Evelyn Dellcerro said:

    I love to walk my dog especially after a few cups of coffee and a few burritos. I had a great day at work and went home. I had not pooped for 2 days and it was on my mind. I had wet my diaper on my drive home from work so I knew I was due for a good poop soon. I went till about ten p.m. and decided I should drink a cup of coffee before walking my dog. I drank two so I know that would give me the motivation. I took my dog out for a walk around the block. I felt the familiar rumbling in my belly and knew it was just a matter of minutes. My dog had no problem going, as for me I knew it was going to be a huge poop. I stood there leaning over a fence and just let go in my diaper. It was a big solid and long poop. It was summer time and I was only wearing a house dress over my diaper. It felt so good that I felt like walking around the block one more time to spread it around. I wet twice and it was like walking on clouds. I walked back into my house and lat my dog run up the stairs. i took a good shower and let the shower head wash me off like a power washer. I cleaned up and filled the tub with warm bath water and put my epsom salt and witch hazel and favorite bubble bath and soaked for about thirty minutes. I put on a fresh Rearz and passed out on my bed with the air conditioner keeping me cool. It is such a pleasure to use my diaper and I hope you all will enjoy my posts and stories.

     

     

    I have done similar things walking my dogs.  But,  I am usually at a park and the walk is long. Nothing like having to go 3 miles with a poopy diaper,  then having to sit in your vehicle and drive home,  smearing it all over your butt 

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