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"Now, now, don't struggle, sweetie... This is all for the best..."


Odette tugged against her restraints anyway, though even she wasn't sure if her fight was genuine or not. After all, she'd been trying to do this for ages now, to see if the stories were true... And to write her own story about it. Then again, she wasn't expecting to find this... 


Young women had been "disappearing" from the area for months now, always leaving strange, vague notes for their landlords that had similar enough phrasing to seem suspicious, despite all being indisputably in their own handwriting.


Odette was a reporter at the local paper, smart, resourceful, and eager to move on to more exciting assignments than who had won the local dog show, or the secret ingredient a local woman used to win the pie making contest three years in a row - which, of course, she had insisted on keeping a secret. So, when she heard a rumor that the disappearances might be connected, she started to look into them.


It had taken her quite a while to find the connection between them all, though when she had, it seemed far too obvious to be a coincidence. Most of the girls had accepted last minute babysitting jobs before they "left"... Often short notice enough that they'd told only one or two of their friends about it; she suspected they all had, and the others had just not bothered to tell anyone. It was common enough among the others that she couldn't ignore it.


So, Odette began looking for babysitting jobs. It felt strange, like she was back to being a teenager... Her evenings were soon mostly occupied by taking care of kids, taking on as many clients as she could - not only to try to find the one that had started all of this, but also to build up her reputation through word of mouth, so that maybe the culprit would contact her, if that was how they worked.


Sure enough, after a few months of changing diapers, giving baths, and reading bedtime stories, she got a call from a frantic sounding woman, asking if she was available as soon as possible, promising her all kinds of extra money for the short notice. Immediately, Odette's suspicions were aroused, and she took the job, certain that this was just what she had been waiting for.


It turned out, she was completely right. The young woman who answered the door seemed pleasant enough, leading Odette inside and offering her a drink... Odette knew it was a bad idea, but in the interest of playing along, she took it, taking one sip while the woman watched, then just pretending to drink more while she went over the emergency contact numbers.


Finally, she asked Odette if she wanted to meet the baby. Odette set down her cup, nodding eagerly, and followed the woman, heart thumping wildly in her chest the whole time. She knew this was a bad idea, but if she was going to find out the truth, she had to go through with it... She reminded herself that she knew something was going on, that her knowledge and resourcefulness would be enough to help her avoid whatever had happened with the other young women who had fallen victim to this...


By the time her mind registered the size of the furniture in the nursery she was led to, the ball gag was already being forced into her mouth. The other woman easily overpowered Odette, forcing her to the changing table and pushing her down on it, restraining and undressing her before putting a pair of headphones playing low, droning music on her, and proceeding to diaper her. Odette just kept reminding herself that this was what she wanted... Even as she hoped that she hadn't already gotten in too far to escape.

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