Rachel wakes up in an unfamiliar location the next morning. She lays and closes her eyes trying to remember what happened last night when it came back to her, she is renting a beautiful house with a beautiful woman.
Rachel opens her eyes to see that she is behind.. bars?
Why is she behind bars????
Then it hits her.
She’s in a crib. But that doesn’t make it any less confusing. Rachel is laying in an adult sized crib.
But that wasn’t all.
Rachel can’t bring her legs together. She puts her hand down to her crotch but her hands appear to be in some sort of mitten. Though the mitten though feels something odd and cushioned between her legs. Looking down she see’s she isn’t wearing any pants. However she is wearing a baby onesie with snaps at the crotch and (even worse) underneath that Rachel thinks is a diaper.
Rachel goes to talk but finds herself unable to due to a large pacifier strapped to her mouth. She didn’t even realize she was sucking on it the whole time she was awake.
What the hell is going on?
Rachel tries to get a better idea of her surroundings but she gets overwhelmed and confused. That’s when the tears start to fall.
A few seconds after a door opens up, casting light into the dark room. Rachel’s eyes have to adjust until she see’s that it is Alex walking into the room.
Rachel isn’t sure what to make of this situation. Her cheeks bright red, tears falling uncontrollably.
Alex smiles at Rachel. “Awww who is now my little baby?”
This makes Rachel cry even more. She should’ve trusted her gut. Then she wouldn’t have been in this situation.
Alex lowers the side of the crib so she is able to grab Rachel.
Rachel (if she were in any better state of mind) would’ve attempted to escape but she was too embarrassed to do anything.
Alex carries Rachel and she takes her to...