Mi-Cha's eyes went wide with fear. Quickly, Mrs. Ling took a small canister of something from a pouch on her belt. She sprayed it in Mi-Cha's face, and the girl quickly became drowsy.
"Sleepy time, little girl. You're coming with me." Mrs. Ling said.
"Oh... Oh no..." Mi-Cha moaned.
She tried to get up and run, but fell down with a thud. Mrs. Ling took some roped form another pouch on her belt and tied Mi-
Cha's wrists and ankles together. Mrs. Ling went outside for a moment, leaving helpless Mi-Cha to struggle and shout.
"Help! Help!" Mi-Cha said.
Mrs. Ling came back and gave Mi-Cha a quick kick in her diapered butt.
"No screaming!" She growled.
Mrs. Ling tied a gag in Mi-Cha's mouth, and then crammed the girl into a large duffle bag. Mi-Cha was sobbing now. She was afraid she might die. Soon, the sleeping gas that had been sprayed in her face did its job, and she fell asleep.
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Mi-Cha awakened some time later. The first thing she noticed was that she had been changed into a fresh diaper, and that it was the only thing she was wearing. She had a bad headache too The second thing she noticed was...
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