"It wasn't a threat." she says, activating some device on her wrist. "It was a warning."
Moments later, two men enter the room.
"Take her to one of the empty nurseries and give her a dose of the medicine." She tells the men.
One grasps your left arm, the other your right, and they half-drag you out of the room. After a series of corridors, they lead you into another room. This one has a giant cot and changing table. As promised, it's a nursery.
You feel something sharp being stuck in your arm. Then the men release their grip on you and leave, shutting the door behind them.
You rush to the door but find it locked. Suddenly you start to feel funny, like you are up too high. You sit down to feel a little safer.
Next, you feel a warm dampness, stating from your crotch, spread across your bottom. You look down and discover that you're wetting yourself.
You move onto your knees to get out of the puddle you've made. That's when the door opens and "Mommy" Susan walks in. "I expect you'll be more cooperative now." She helps you up off the floor. You are unsteady on your feet but she helps balance you as she removes your soggy clothes.
You try to resist but find your muscles don't obey very well. You try to argue but only manage to babble. She soon has you completely naked. Next, she walks you over to the changing table and helps you up onto it.
She leaves you there for a moment but returns with another diaper, which she unfolds and slides under your bottom. Next she pulls the front up firmly between your legs and pulls each side up to meet it, fastening the tapes.
She helps you down then lowers the side of the cot. Then she helps you up onto the mattress and locks the bars back into position.
"That dose should last a little over a week." she says. "Then we can see how you do at 2 years old. But be careful you don't misbehave again. The effects don't wear off quite so quickly on the second dose. By the third some usually become permanent."
She leaves you but a little while later a man comes in. He ignores you and just cleans up your accident and takes away your wet clothes.
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