Mama Rouge and Widdle Baby Tails
 

Tails woke up and found himself not in his workshop. “Huh? This isn’t the workshop. Where am I?” He asked out of curiosity. (I meant to put BabyMoney in the title, so please do not reply unless you’re that user)

Tails looked around and noticed that instead of being in the workshop, he was in some kind of nursery for babies.

Tails was scared. “Just who could have kidnapped me and put me here?!” Then he heard the door open. (Remember I’m Tails)

At the other end of the door stood none other than Rouge the Bat. “Good morning my widdle baby, did you sleep well?” she teases as she walked in.

“Rouge?! You did this to to me?! Also, you know I’m not a baby. I’m eight years old!” Tails exclaimed as he tried to fly out of the nursery, not wanting to be babied.

Rouge caught Tails in mid air as he tried to escape, “Oh no you don’t, you’re not going anywhere crinkle butt.” (I left a message on your profile.)

“Let me go, Rouge!” Tails demanded as he was laid down on the changing table and his shoes and gloves were removed off of him.

Rouge started pulling out different items and set them on the table; wipes, powder, lotion, and a big diaper. “Time for the baby to get his diapee.”

“Why can’t you just adopt a baby, Rouge? Why use me?” Tails asked, blushing furiously.

“One, adoption is too complicated. And two, you’re just easier to make into a baby.” Rouge explained as she started to give him a diaper change.