Of Panties and Pacifiers (Chapter 39) (Patreon)

Chloe lay there helplessly for what felt like hours. In reality it probably wasn’t all that long, but with no windows and no clock in the room she had absolutely no way of knowing the passage of time.

Taking another look at the room she was trapped in it was clear to Chloe that the room was designed to look like a ‘nursery’ of sorts; complete with a crib, changing table, high chair, and other similar furniture. The part that worried her most of all though was that, similar to the “crib” she was laying in, all of the furniture in the room was sized up to fit an adult perfectly. The high chair almost looked like a high top chair she’d seen at a bar, and the changing table was big enough to fit a weightlifter onto it.

“Helloooooo?” She called out, her resolve to not do so having reached its limits. “Is anyone there?"

No answer.

She started angrily squirming in her restraints, pissed off that whoever these people were would leave her here like this alone for so long. She screamed out a few more times. Her volume and level of anger increasing with each subsequent scream, but it did no good. She got no answer nor indication that anyone was listening in anyway.

As time passed, Chloe could feel herself growing hungrier and weaker as more and more time went by. She could feel her need to pee growing worse after a while, despite the dampness already in her diaper. She supposed she should be happy that she was feeling the need to go at all, rather than just losing control outright. But in her current position it didn’t do her any good. Before too much more time had passed, the helpless Chloe whimpered softly and let out a small gasp as she could feel a fresh wave of warmth spreading through and soaking the diaper she was wearing, making the garment even saggier and quickly more uncomfortable than it had been before. She just hoped something would happen before she had to do... the other thing.

Not long after she wet herself again, Chloe could feel exhaustion mixed with growing weakness overtaking her once more and she drifted into sleep.

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“Hello..? Hello in there... is anybody home? Hehehe.” As Chloe came to, the first thing she heard was more giggling. As her eyes opened up she was still laying in the crib, feeling even more dehydrated and exhausted than before somehow, and she was staring into the smiling faces of Tina and Tori, the terrible blonde twins who had brought her here.

“Y...you two.” Chloe said angrily, her voice a little hoarse at this point as she glared at them, it being about the only thing she could do.

“Yep it’s us again! Hello little girl!” Tori said with a big grin, matching her sisters. (Or again, what Chloe could only assume was her sister.) “Did you have a good nappy time? We thought after how upset you were getting when we found you, that you deserved some time in solitary confinement. Naughty naughty girl.”

“S-shut up!” Chloe cried out, her anger boiling over. “Just shut up! Tell me what you’ve done to me! And why?! Where am I? Who the hell are you two and why do you know me? Is this... this SONAD?”

Both of the girls glanced at each other and smirked, giggling quite a bit under their breath. “My my my... we sure got a little girl with a lot of questions didn’t we Tori?” Tina said, a big grin stretched across her cheeks.

“We sure did. Such a curious little baby.” The girl mocked Chloe as she leaned down and ran her fingers through her hair. “Remember what I said before little girl, don’t worry so much. We brought you here to help you become the little one we all know you deserve to be. Here at SONAD Incorporated we are dedicated to making our... special candidates... into perfect little angels.”

Chloe squinted her eyes, her jaw slightly ajar as she looked up at her, “B-b-but I thought your company was going to help me become a famous model?” She said, confused and in disbelief.

The twins grinned at her even more as they clearly took pleasure in explaining this all to her, “Oh we are going to. Maybe just not in the way you had in mind. At SONAD, we make little girls’ dreams come true.”

Chloe didn’t like anything that was coming out of these crazy bitches’ mouths. “What are you going to do to me?” She asked, afraid of what the answer was going to be.

“Just like we said in the email Tori and I sent you, we’re going to try to help you reach your goals of being the perfect version of yourself that you can be. Our perfect little babygirl model. You will be tested, trained and prepped to make you into the superior version of yourself. The true version of yourself.”
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This story was written by Zander Chesney

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