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Felicity didn’t remember anything after getting into the car. After that everything went dark. When she woke she was so tired that nothing made sense. She felt a blanket swaddled around her but when she opened her mouth to speak only noises came out, too drugged to actually speak. She saw her world surrounded by the bars of a crib in a pastel pink room.
Her hair was tied in ponytails and felt nothing on her skin besides the closeness of some sort of diaper around her cunt, rubbing against the smoothness. There were things that seemed to be mittens around her hands and she found it was hard to move her limbs, the drugs taking over those movements as well. Soon tears were in her eyes as she tried to call for help though only noises protruded from her mouth.
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