The Investigation - Part 2 (Patreon)

When she woke up, everything was different... She was glad to see that she wasn't tied down anymore; in fact, she wasn't even in the nursery, but in a nice, large, normal looking bed. She could almost believe that it had all been a dream, except that the didn't recognize the room, and, when she threw back her covers, she was wearing only a Disney Princess Pull-Up, one she recognized all too well from all those babysitting jobs she'd been on lately... Only, now it was on her, and not a toddler.

As Odette got to her feet, the bedroom door opened, and the woman from the night before came in. "Good, you're up!" she exclaimed, as if she were surprised by that - though, given her timing, Odette felt certain she was being watched. "I'm so sorry about what happened last night... You see, there was a misunderstanding... That was never meant to happen to you."

Odette looked at her, perplexed by this turn of events. "O-Okay..." she nodded.

"What happened was a perfectly legal roleplay," the woman explained. "The person who was supposed to show up agreed to all of it in advance... Unfortunately, I hadn't actually spoken to her in person, and her name is similar to yours, so I didn't realize you weren't her until you were already asleep."

"I see..." Odette fidgeted in place, unsure whether she bought this story or not... It sounded to her like this woman had realized who she was, and maybe even what she was up to, and was trying to cover her tracks. Or maybe this was all part of the plan. "Then why bring me here? Why put me in... this?" She blushed as she poked at the Pull-Up.

"Well, the drink I gave you last night may have weakened your muscles a little..." the woman admitted with a blush of her own. "So I was afraid you might have an accident... I did take you out of the diapers, though," she pointed out. "But don't worry, I have an antidote to the drug in your drink."

She pulled out a sippy cup and a bib bashfully. "Th-the muscle weakening may have spread to your hands, so I just wanted to make sure you didn't spill any on yourself..." she claimed.

"And you'll take me home after the antidote kicks in?" Odette asked. The woman nodded, so Odette did as well, sitting back down on the bed and allowing her to tie the bib around her neck and hand her the sippy cup. Like the night before, Odette took a sip, and expected the woman to leave it at that...

But she kept watching... Odette squirmed nervously, knowing that, if she didn't want to make the woman suspicious - if she wasn't already - she shouldn't hesitate. If this really was an antidote to some mysterious drug, she ought to be eager to drink it. Of course, she hadn't drank much of the initial drug... And she wasn't sure she believed this wasn't just more of the same.

She'd already come this far... She couldn't back out on her story now. If this really was an antidote, then maybe the woman's story was true, and what had happened the night before wasn't connected to the disappearances at all; if it wasn't, playing along would only help her get closer to finding the truth.

So she tipped the cup back and began to drink, watching closely, waiting for the woman to look away so she could stop...

She didn't; not until the entire cup was drained. Whatever had been in it, Odette now had a full dose of it... She could only hope the woman had been telling the truth.