Rebecca's mouth hung open as she sat in her new crib. She was stunned, trying to process what had happened to her. It took a minute for her to regain mental clarity, but she was still just as confused as before.
What's the point to all of this?
Rebecca wondered.
There doesn't seem to be any rhyme or reason to any of this. Why do all of this to me? Why did I ever put that amulet on?
Rebecca's mind continued to spiral into logical loops with no clear explanation. There was one fact that stood out before all others. While she didn't want to comply with that mysterious woman's orders, she figured it would go a long way to avoiding any further punishments. She got off her padded bum and made her way over to the large carboard box. The absorbent padding between her legs was too thick, and pushed her thighs apart forcing her to waddle.
The box was just as heavy as Rebecca remembered it, but this time, the packing tape that had sealed the box had been cut open. She opened to flaps and was overwhelmed with all the items the box contained.
The first item she pulled out was the largest, by far. It was a bag of adult diapers. The package was neon pink, and featured a very childish design on it. It would have looked perfect for an actual package of infant or toddler diapers, but it was very clear from the size and the weight of the package that these were meant for adults. Rebecca remembered what she was instructed to do and brought the package over to the change table dresser and ripped open the side of the bag. She pulled out the diapers and stored them away in one of the many drawers. Upon closer inspection, she realized that she was already wearing an identical diaper. The colours matched exactly.
This package was sealed,
Rebecca thought.
Just how did that woman manage to put me in one, when we didn't have any to begin with? There's no way that another package fit within that box. But, then again, she did make all this appear, so I guess I don't even know what to think anymore. None of this makes any sense!
Feeling a little more frustrated, Rebecca left the plastic wrapper of the empty diaper bag on the ground, and waddled back to the box.
This whole waddling thing is getting annoying,
she thought.
It's frustrating not being able to walk quickly.
Rebecca grabbed a couple of the smaller plainly packaged packages from within the box. She began to undo the carboard tabs, and dumped the items out onto the ground. There were all kinds of baby lotions, bum creams, talcum powders, wet wipes, and petroleum jellies. Just about everything that one would need to properly stock a baby's change table. Rebecca gathered up all the items, and brought them over to the change table, and filed them away in the top drawers, as she figured they would be more accessible there.
With the box being almost emptied, Rebecca turned the box end over end and emptied it onto the nursery floor. Out of the box fell a few more items. There were two items that really stuck out to her. The first was a comically oversized pink pacifier.
That has to be a joke,
Rebecca thought. She picked up the item and read the description.
New! Adult sized pacifier. Our newly minted patent-pending...
The description continued on, but Rebecca had already learned enough from it. She brought the package over and shoved it into one of the drawers.
If that woman wants to use it on me, she can fight with the clamshell packaging for all I care.
Then there was the issue of the final out-of-place item. There was larger black package, with a clear plastic window allowing Rebecca to see inside of it. Inside there was an assortment of sextoys. There were three differently sized flesh-toned coloured silicon dildos, some clamps, a set of stainless steel looking buttplugs, and a variety of vibrating bullets. These were all things that Rebecca had seen on the internet, but had never once thought about using any of them on herself. The box joined the sealed pacifier in the back of a drawer without a second thought.
Just what exactly is this woman planning on doing to me?
Rebecca wondered. There were still a few items to clean up from the box. There was a small stuffed bear, which ended up in her crib, and there were a couple of hairbows.
Those bows would look so cute on one of my nieces,
Rebecca thought.
But... I guess I'd be the one wearing them. Uhg, nevermind.
She tossed them carelessly into one of the drawers.
Rebecca turned around, and the cardboard box was gone. She hadn't moved it, but it had vanished all on its own, just like the spanking chair from earlier. The plastic packaging from her diapers was missing as well. In fact, there was no visible sign that the box had been there at all. Rebecca looked over to her crib and the stuffed bear was still there. And when she checked the drawers, the items were there, just as she had placed them. For now, anyways.
Rebecca looked around the room, looking for what to do next. The woman hadn't told her what her next step would be, or what she could do to occupy her time. Suddenly Rebecca's attention snapped to the wall opposite of her crib. The previously plain wall was now suddenly all black, before filling with a dim white light.
Is that a TV screen?
Rebecca wondered. The lights in the nursery suddenly dimmed.
Her question was quickly answered as the wall began to project a white spiraling pattern into the room.
What the fuck is that? Is the woman trying to hypnotize me?
Rebecca wondered. She tried to look away from the screen, but it was all consuming. There was no where she could look without catching a glimpse of the screen in a reflection, or from the oscillating shadows. She closed her eyes, and felt her way back into the crib. In a desperate attempt to defeat the woman's attempts, she covered herself with the blanket, and buried her head beneath the pillows.
It worked for a time, but then Rebecca began to hear a weird buzzing sound. It was inconsistent, but it was certainly in the background. One would have to focus to be able to hear it, or be under a pillow with no external stimulus. She jammed her fingers into her ears, trying her best to block out the sound.
"Listen."
The word was said loud enough that Rebecca heard it reverberate throughout her body. She felt it down to her bones, and knew that she had to obey.
Obedience is pleasure,
