A Normal Night - Part 7 (Patreon)

Bonnie looked tiredly at the door as, at last, it opened, wondering what fresh humiliation awaited her now. At first, she didn't recognize the person who came through, assumed it was a new nurse, or, honestly, judging by the size, some child, playing a strange, and very inappropriate game of dress-up in a big, pink diaper that matched the one on Bonnie, and some mostly translucent lingerie, a giant, pink bow on top of her long, flowing, blonde hair.

And then, she spoke. "Hi, Bon-Bon!" she giggled, waving. "That looks like a fun game you're playing!"

Bonnie's eyes turned as large as saucers, hardly able to believe what she was seeing. Lynn always kept her dark hair relatively short, and Bonnie could never imagine her being one to dye it golden... Or to parade around, dressed like this, diaper or not. She'd been so resistant to changing to their current costume, thinking they were too risque... 

Was it a disguise? Had she put it on to sneak in unnoticed, and break Bonnie out? It was possible, Bonnie supposed... The other girl was proud, but maybe, for the sake of her partner, she'd been willing to debase herself. Of course, Bonnie had no idea, really, what was going on outside the room she'd been kept in since the night before, if those sort of clothes would work as camouflage or not.

She squirmed on the seat of the rocking horse, trying to signal, without her hands, or words, for Bonnie to remove the pacifier gag, to let her talk. "Oh!" Lynn exclaimed, giving Bonnie hope that it had worked... For a moment. "I have a call!"

She raised her hand, and the cell phone in it, up to her ear. Bonnie hadn't heard it ring at all, or even vibrate, but Lynn certainly looked like she was listening, enraptured by the voice on the other end.

"Yes, Mommy, I'm here," she chirped, the usual serious tone in her voice gone completely. "Yeah, I found it all by myself! Well, my sitters helped a little, but I came in on my own!" She reached up, grabbing the front of the rocking horse, almost without thinking, starting to rock it back and forth absent-mindedly, while her partner groaned behind her pacifier, squirming desperately, the motion doing nothing to help her keep her bladder in check.

"Uh-huh, she's here, too!" Lynn exclaimed, smiling up at Bonnie. "Do you want to talk to her? Huh? Oh, yeah, I guess she does have a pacifier in, doesn't she?" she giggled. "You're so smart, Mommy! A silly, dumb baby like me is so lucky to have a smart Mommy like you!"

It was incredibly disconcerting, hearing Lynn speak about herself that way, knowing how proud the woman was, how she'd never voluntarily say that... Would she? She didn't seem to have any trouble with it. She'd almost sounded happy, in a weird, vacuous way, like she truly didn't know any better. What had they done to her?! The hair change had clearly been just the beginning, just the tip of the iceberg.

"Umm... So, Mommy..." Lynn said, rocking the horse a little harder. "I know you wanted me to do something once I got here, but... I forgot what it was... Oh, that's why you called?" she giggled. "I am just a little, empty-headed baby! That's why I have my Mommy, to fill my head up with everything she thinks I need to know! Now... What am I supposed to do?"

Her eyes lit up as she listened. "An enema?" she squealed happily. Bonnie shook her head frantically, banging her hands on the rocking horse's handles. "No, I don't know what it is... It sounds funny, though!" Bonnie shook her head again, desperately, praying, somehow, Lynn would snap out of this.

"It's going to make her fill her diaper!" Lynn giggled. "That is funny! Yeah, I wanna do it! She's gonna look so cute in a messy diaper! Just tell me how, Mommy!"

Bonnie might not have been as clever as Lynn - or, rather, as clever as Lynn used to be - but she was smart enough to realize why they'd sent her partner in, instead of more nurses. Part of it was to show her what was in store for her... Mostly, however, it was because they knew she wouldn't hurt the girl. If, somehow, one of the cuffs had come off, perhaps Bonnie could have recovered enough overnight to take down a henchman, and get out...

Lynn, however, holding her hand and trotting along in front of her, without a care in the world, was safe. Maybe, even with the cuffs, she could still overpower the smaller girl... If she did, though, and hurt her in her escape, she'd never be able to forgive herself. Lynn was so tiny, so frail, even before they'd put her in a diaper, to make her look even more helpless... If Bonnie had to endure the humiliation of an enema, in order to wait and find a better time to break out, she'd just have to do it.

Besides, she had a feeling Lynn wasn't going to be as vigilant as the nurses at keeping her contained, not now, anyway. She'd make a mistake somewhere, or leave her in the nursery after this was over and forget to attach one of the cuffs... Bonnie would take advantage of whatever the mindless former Sage did wrong, get out, and find a way to save her partner, too.