Witchy Business (CYOA - 3) (Patreon)

You decide that there's no time like the present and that running for it now is the wisest decision. Lane gives you an encouraging look as you rush to the door. With a loud grunt, you fling open the door only to come face to face with the head of security. The familiar face, an older and far stronger woman named Clara, regards you coldly. "Why am I not surprised? HR reported you missing not long ago. Should've known you'd try to talk your way out of things. It's a shame Michelle can't really help, let alone understand."

Still dead set on your plan of escape, you attempt to push past Clara. The toned woman catches you by the neck and forces you into a tight headlock. "You're the only pencil pusher that's given the new boss any trouble. Your kind typically crumbles under the pressure. Guess we'll just have to just discipline you like we did little Michelle here. Maybe then you'll learn your place." Clara then turns her attention away from you to one of the other security personnel. "Pants the dork. Their underwear too."

You gasp as a pair of strong hands grip the sides of your bottoms and yank them down to your ankles. Your underwear quickly follows suit. Both are then pulled over your shoes, leaving you completely bottomless with your private parts exposed to the room. You try to cover yourself, but Clara quickly grabs your wrists with her free hand and holds you firm. "Oh?" says Clara. "You refused a diaper earlier. Maybe you'd prefer to have one now? Either way, big kid pants are now out of the question. You're going to serve as an example for the first-floor riff raff. More so than even Michelle here. You're going to sit among them and be the cutest, most helpless little thing they've ever seen."

Clara thanks Lane for bringing you to her attention, then shuts the door behind her with you still in a headlock. No amount of struggling can free you. Not that it would help. Two other security personnel stand nearby as Clara escorts you to the stairwell. Even if you could make it past her, the other two would prove to be quite difficult to get past. You wonder if you should even invite the risk of making things worse for yourself. You're not quite sure what Clara and the new boss have in store; but, if it's anything like what they did with Michelle, then you want no part. Unfortunately for you, you're half-naked and far and away weaker than your captors. You have no choice but to be dragged along for now.

You're dragged down the stairwell past the first floor and down to the basement. There, you encounter the doorway you had seen before. The very one that had filled you with such strange feelings earlier. It's almost as if you already know that this place is to be avoided at all costs. One of Clara's goons opens the door and you're dragged inside. The room is empty save for an old TV on a cart and a single chair fitted with restraints. On the cart are a number of colorful VHS tapes with childish covers. One of the security personnel approaches the cart and appears to await further instructions as you're restrained to the chair by Clara.

"We normally have our...guests wear a diaper before the tape begins, but seeing as how you appreciate your freedom so much...let's do without. It'll be funnier when you start to beg for it in the end. The only question now is what would be a proper punishment for such a naughty little thing like you?"

"How about we let them pick?" asked one of the security staff.

Clara grinned from ear to ear. "Perfect! The brat can pick their fate. Alrighty, dork. Pick a tape. Any will do, but you must pick one." Clara holds aloft three tapes, each one more infantile than the last. 

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