Kidnapped [mature content]

[Baby Jake]

“Kidnapped”, by Baby Jake
© Baby Jake (babyjake@gmail.com) - Made in 2007-2008

Prologue…
Chapter One… Save Us
Chapter Two… Toxicity
Chapter Three… Liam's Grave
Chapter Four… The Secret Room
Chapter Five… In The Dark
Chapter Six… Generosity
Chapter Seven… Submission
Chapter Eight… Mother’s Guilt
Chapter Nine… The Nightmare
Chapter Ten… The Beginning of The End
Chapter Eleven... Untitled
…Epilogue

WARNING:

The following story contains mature and explicit scenes that involve children that could be considered violent or cruel – including forced regression, humiliation.

Some scenes also contain strong violence, gore, and even child molestation.

The following story is a work of complete fiction, and is meant for a mature audience.

This is not a light-hearted story, nor is it a fetish story. It is not meant to be read as pornography. Read elsewhere for those things, there are many good stories to be found.

Do NOT continue reading if you are not capable of taking this warning seriously, and do NOT send me an e-mail complaining about it – you won’t be getting a reply and you will be wasting your own time.

You’ve been warned.

Special Thanks and Dedicated To:


Blake
Little Ben
Lukie
Tugs


For keeping me motivated the hard year I wrote this, helping me write this story with your valuable feedback, and simply being my friend.

I couldn’t have done it without you.

- Baby Jake

[Baby Jake]

Prologue…


It was a beautiful, sunny, seemingly perfect spring afternoon outside. And all one particular boy could think about was just that. He was sitting in school, at a desk, surrounded by students, looking out the window, eager to be freed for the weekend to do whatever his 13 year-old self pleased. He was struggling with getting through those last five minutes of the school day, however. The teacher’s voice droned on and on, and it was practically putting him to sleep.

And at one point… he actually did.

“Jared!” the teacher yelled, startling him.

“Yes?” he asked.

“Wake up, class might be almost over but it isn’t over yet. Pay attention!” the teacher yelled, causing a bunch of students to laugh a bit.

He just nodded.

“Sorry, won’t happen again” he assured.

The teacher replied with a smile, and then went back to teaching. But just as the teacher was about to return to her lecture, the school bells rang, and everyone got up from their chairs and began leaving the classroom.

Jared pushed himself through the crowded school halls, and stopped at a particular locker, opened it up, and began to get his things.

“Hey Jared!” Jared heard from behind him.

Jared turned around, and there stood none other than Jared’s best friend, Tyler.

“Hey man, what’s up?” Jared said to him, closing the locker.

The two then began to walk down the hallway, carelessly bumping into other students, all headed towards the exit of the school.

“You want to try to finish that videogame today?” Tyler asked, and Jared nodded.

“You know it; we almost got General RAAM done with on Insane last time. I’m sure we’ll get it today” Jared said, talking about fighting a hard boss on a videogame (Gears of War) that they’ve been playing for the last several days.

The two boys walked and talked their way down the school stairs outside, all the way onto their bus, still talking about their videogame, getting all the more excited for the weekend so that they could finally beat it!

The two loved hanging out with each other, and have for a couple of years now. Ever since they met each other at recess several years ago, the two depended on each other for everything, even though they were two years apart from each other.

Jared had recently turned 13, and Tyler was almost 12 – but the two were like brothers. Tyler looked up to Jared like the older brother he never had, and why wouldn’t he? Jared was an excellent role model. He’s been on the honor roll at school every year since the two met. He never even thought about drinking, doing drugs, or any other illegal activity. And he even had a few badges as a boy scout.

And Jared watched out for Tyler – like his second little brother. If anyone ever antagonized him for anything Jared was always there to back him up. Tyler was a bit small for his age, but so was Jared. Neither of them were very big, though Jared was definitely very fit and athletic – but his body was still skinny, and a bit shorter than average. He would grow soon enough, though – and he knew it.

Plain and simply put though… nothing really mattered to either of them. They were best friends.

“Alright, here’s our stop” Tyler announced.

The bus slowly stopped at a 3-way intersection, and let the two boys off into the quiet suburban neighborhood they’ve known all their lives – and then drove off, leaving them alone by themselves on those empty, lonely streets.

It was only them two, and there was never any traffic on those roads. Most of them were dead-end streets, except for the main road that the bus was driving on – and even that main road only saw a few cars an hour.

“Just a few more minutes” Jared said, laughing.

And as the boys started walking towards a street, Tyler stopped – noticing his shoelace was untied.

Tyler reached down, and tied his shoes as quickly as he could, trying not to fall behind Jared, who was walking hastily in a rush to get home. He looked up, and Jared was walking off and away from him, not realizing that his friend had fallen behind.

He looked down, to watch what his fingers were doing as he tangled the laces into a knot. However… after only maybe 10 or 20 seconds… Tyler looked up, and there was no Jared. Jared had disappeared.

“Jared?” Tyler asked, now completely by himself.

There was not a sound. He looked around, and there was no one there. Only a couple feet ahead of him was another intersection, and maybe, he thought, Jared had turned down the street, which was unlike him as this was not the way the boys went every day.

Tyler got up, and kind of frightened at the sudden disappearance, jogged down the street to get to the intersection, so that when he would turn instead of going straight, he would find Jared.

And he did, he did turn at the intersection. And he did find Jared… but he was not alone – and his company was not friendly. Instead, what he saw was Jared, and two tall, masked figures were holding him and carrying him away!

“Jared!” Tyler yelled out of instinct, and this scared the two figures. They both looked over right at Tyler!

The muffled voice of Jared could barely be heard, even if they were only about 20 feet away from each other. And that’s when suddenly, one of the figures started running right at Tyler, and Tyler, turned around and ran as quickly as he could in the opposite direction.

“HELP! HELP SOMEONE IS TRYING TO KIDNAP US! HELP!” Tyler screamed, sprinting full speed back towards the main road the boys were just a few moments ago walking on.

But the person chasing him was fast and caught up to him before he even realized it. He felt someone push him, and because of how fast his legs were moving in the first place, Tyler fell hard onto the sidewalk.

Lying there, he turned around and looked up at the tall, masked figure, now towering over him. This villainous person then at once reached down, and picked Tyler up like an object.

Tyler screamed, kicked, and swung as much as he could, but all he did was in vain. Absolutely out of no where… there was a stinging sensation in Tyler’s back.

“AHH!” Tyler screamed.

“Shhh…” he heard from the masked figure.

Whatever this person had just done, it burned his back and felt painful. It felt as though his spine was being lit on fire… it was almost a numbing sensation really.

Numbing, indeed. Tyler continued to kick, scream, and flail as wildly as he could. But by the time he was carried back around that corner at that intersection where all of this was taking place… Tyler felt himself becoming weak, and quiet.

“Someone… help…” Tyler attempted to scream.

His voice was quiet, almost mumbling at this point. His kicks and punches were turning to random twitches. He was so tired suddenly… and everything around him was becoming blurry, and strange.

As a matter of fact… he didn’t even realize it, let alone fight it, when he was gently placed in the back of a van, and locked in the back next to Jared – who was in the same relaxed, obviously drugged state.

Tyler, as well as Jared, both slowly dazed off at that point. They closed their eyes, and then instantly went to sleep, and were out cold. The two boys were helpless. They were drugged, locked in the back of a van, and then driven off. These two boys were ultimately kidnapped that bright, sunny, warm afternoon.

Unfortunately for these two boys, the nightmare wasn’t over. It had only begun.

[Baby Jake]

Chapter One… “Save Us”


“Ahhh…” Jared moaned as he slowly was beginning to come back to consciousness, feeling remarkably groggy. Even with his eyes shut he began to recall what had happened to him though. It was like the drugs were quickly fizzling out of his system, and he quickly regained his energy.

Was it real? Was he really kidnapped? Or was it all just a bad dream?

The truth was of course not good. Jared found this out when he tried to move, but he didn’t go anywhere, it felt as though both of his legs and arms were all tied individually, and he was laying spread out on a mattress. Nor could he see a thing, the room he was in was silent, and darkness of the blackest shade surrounded him. He could see nothing.

He was very awake now and scared too. A million thoughts were running through his mind as he came to realize that he was definitely not where he should have been! Where was he!?

Then he remembered Tyler! What happened to his friend?!

“Tyler! Tyler are you there?!” Jared yelled.

There was no reply from the blackness.

“TYLER!” Jared yelled again. He was starting to panic… his breathing was getting faster and shallower.

Still no response, though.

“TYLERRRR!” Jared screamed… he was now starting to cry, the end of his yell turning into a whimper, and tears were now building in his eyes.

He called out his friend’s name desperately, over and over again; waiting for an answer back, but there was always nothing in return.

However… once he had stopped calling out, and began to break down… there WAS a sound. At first, Jared didn’t catch it over the sound of his own desperate, terrified sobs.

But then he heard it, barely audible… and that’s when he stopped crying. It was a kind of jangling sound. It sounded… like someone sliding a key into a slot, and a doorknob beginning to turn!

Jared’s heart practically stopped. Someone was about to come into the room he was in, and they were going to meet face to face!

He didn’t even have time to imagine what may become of him at this point. Before he knew it, there was a shine of light from the far end of the room to his left, as a door was opened. He turned his head away from where the door was…

He heard footsteps, and then suddenly there was a flash of light that blinded him as he heard the flick of a light switch! As his eyes were latched shut from the sudden change in lighting, he heard the clicking of the door’s lock happen again. He was now locked in.

Jared was shaking with fear. He was cold, covered in sweat, and terrified. He could feel the haunting presence of someone standing over him, watching him shiver like a leaf. There was nothing but silence, and all he could do was anticipate something horrible to happen. His eyes were clenched shut, yet tears managed their way out. He was crying hard, but quietly.

He pictured the masked men in that street, towering over him, ready to do God knows what to his fragile body.

But… then the silence was broken.

“Its okay” said a voice. A… feminine voice; and the voice was not hostile in anyway… it was actually quiet and calm.

But Jared didn’t care; he flinched at the sound of the stranger’s voice, and only cried harder.

“Jared, calm down, its okay” said the soft, surprisingly motherly-like voice.

Jared just faced the opposite direction with his eyes shut (only his head was turned away, the rest of his limbs he could not move). He was so incredibly frightened and sad that he didn’t even notice that this mysterious woman beside him knew his name.

“…please don’t hurt me” he muttered.

“Oh, no one is going to hurt you here” he heard, though he hardly believed the stranger at all, and expected the absolute worst.

Suddenly, he felt the warmth of a gentle grasp on his arm. He jumped.

“Look at me” he heard.

He didn’t look at the woman. He shook his head a no, however.

“Jared, please look at me… I know you’re very scared but everything will be okay!”

He very, very hesitantly turned his head towards the woman with him, thinking maybe if he just did what this woman wanted – then they wouldn’t harm him or his friend… wherever Tyler was (if he was still okay).

The first thing Jared noticed, since this was his chance to see the room for what it was (rather than being consumed by darkness) – was that he was lying in some sort of wooden cage. Bars surrounded him, and several feet beyond where he lay. Looking up, directly above him, he saw, of all things, a mobile dangling over his head… he was in a crib!

Looking through the bars of the crib, he examined the rest of the room. His crib was in the corner of the room. There was a nightstand next to him, and then a door on the wall his head was lying against. The walls all around him were very white, and borders lines striped through the center of each wall with cartoon characters and friendly images. There was a dresser across from Jared, on the wall to his left, and on it was a TV that was currently turned off. Besides that, in the furthest corner from him, was a bookcase with all kinds of books, and random little kids’ knick-knacks and toys. A window was on the wall across from him. He couldn’t tell if there was anything at the foot of his crib.

He was in a nursery… and he was tied into a crib… and so, he began to panic. Whatever this sadistic game was supposed to be, he wanted nothing to do with it!

“No one’s going to hurt you here” the woman said once more.

Jared just shook his head,

“Let me go, please!” Jared begged.

Completely ignoring Jared’s words, the woman simply looked down at her pocket. Jared then watched the woman pull something out of her pocket: something small, cylindrical, and colored white and blue. At first, Jared didn’t believe what it was, though given his room; he shouldn’t have been very surprised. His eyes were a bit out of focus and his mind was cloudy. But he could’ve sworn it looked just like a baby bottle full of milk!

“Maybe this’ll calm you down, hm? Make you feel better?” she said to him in a babyish tone.

“…what?” Jared asked, even more confused – as if the woman had pointed a loaded gun at his face (which he was actually expecting, and would’ve been less surprised by).

She then pulled down a blanket that was covering him, which Jared didn’t even notice was on him. One of the things Jared DID notice at this point was that he wasn’t wearing a shirt, and suddenly felt even more violated than he had before. He wondered what, if anything, they had done to him in his sleep.

“W-Where’s my shirt?” he asked.

The woman shook her head, “You won’t be needing your big boy clothes anymore” she said, insinuated that he also was not wearing any pants.

The woman pointed the clear silicon nipple, dripping a drop of ice-cold milk onto Jared’s bare chest, making him wince a bit – like a syringe spewing drops of acid – at Jared’s face, until it was only inches from his mouth.

He turned his head the other way and latched it shut.

“No!” Jared yelled.

“Get away from me!” he screamed.

But of course, the woman did not. He flailed his arms and legs wildly, but the ropes tying his arms and legs to the bars of this crib he was in didn’t allow for much at all, and he was only hurting himself by doing that. The ropes didn’t loosen, the bars did not break or even budge, and Jared certainly did not become any freer.

“Jared, calm down. Just do this for me!” she said, but he didn’t respond.

As the woman tried to reach for Jared, he hit her hand with his wild flailing… it only made the woman mad.

Suddenly he felt a hand grab his jaw, and hold his head still, pushing it back into the pillow and holding it still. His body was still shaking and flailing incredibly, like he was having a seizure, but his head was completely still. He looked at the woman, who had a stern, frustrated expression on her face, and no longer looked like she was going to be nice anymore.

The woman held Jared’s head completely still, and Jared kept his mouth latched shut.

“Open your mouth!” the woman insisted. He didn’t, and the nipple of the bottle simply bent against his shut lips. Suddenly, she backed off, and looked at him.

Jared was out of breath, and tears were falling out of his eyes at a rapid pace.

“Please, just leave me alone and let me go home! I swear I won’t tell anyone your face just let me go home! PLEASE!” he begged, crying hysterically.

But, the woman didn’t reply. Her expression remained frustrated, and showed absolutely no remorse… however, she remained cool, calm, and contained.

“You’re only making this harder on yourself. You WILL drink this milk. Every last drop, and trust me – you will not like what I’m about to do if you don’t comply!” the woman insisted.

“Please… PLEASE!” Jared screamed.

“The choice is yours” she said, as she placed the bottle back at his lips.

Jared did nothing but cry… and keep his lips sealed tight.

“Open. Now” she said.

But he didn’t.

“Your choice” she said.

And just as quickly as she had said that, suddenly she grabbed his nose with her thumb and index finger, squeezing it tight so that he could not breathe out of it. He kept his mouth shut; he knew what she was trying to do! But the woman was suffocating him, he couldn’t breathe at all. His chest was beginning to burn as he held his breath as long as he possibly could. But he couldn’t hold it anymore after a very short while, and the very moment he opened his lips to breath, he felt he cold nipple slide into his mouth. Every breath he attempted to take, his mouth was filled with milk instead of air because she did not let go of his nose, and the motion of sucking in air, instead sucked in milk.

He shook, kicked, and swung every limb on his body. Though, nothing worked. His eyes were wide with horror as the woman was now drowning him with the drink that was now seeping out of the corners of his mouth.

“SWALLOW! SWALLOW AND ITLL BE OVER” she screamed.

Jared did his best to swallow, but it was so hard. The milk, instead of going into his stomach, was inching its way into his lungs.

Then she squeezed the gap between the nipple and his lips shut so not a drop leaked out, even though there was milk and spit all over his cheeks now. Suddenly though, after a few more seconds of nearly dying… she pulled away.

What was not already swallowed was spit everywhere, and he coughed intensely as he gasped for air. He wheezed so hard it hurt his back and chest. Jared was so light headed that he felt as though he was about to faint. The woman simply watched as suddenly a small bit of pale tinted saliva drooled out of his mouth (which obviously came from his lungs).

His throat and lungs felt like glass were ripping through, his head was buzzing, he was lightheaded, and he couldn’t breathe.

A few minutes went by, and Jared was finally calmed down. Though, his eyes were glassy and red, and burned every time he blinked. The woman looked down as tears, saliva, and sticky milk covered his face, neck, and chest, and pillow, and shook her head.

“It doesn’t have to be like this. Just… do what I ask for now and everything will be okay. Just cooperate” she said.

“What… what… what do you want with me?” Jared asked with a weak, hoarse voice.

She looked at him with an emotionless snare, and it was obvious she was thinking something. Then she smirked, and looked at the bottle once more.

“I’ll be good to you when you’re good to me” she said with a cryptic tone of voice, and whiling pointing the baby bottle of milk in Jared’s face again, only an inch from his mouth.

Jared didn’t know what was going on for sure. The only thing he knew for sure was that he was in absolutely no control over his fate right now. He was tied down, cold, weak and exhausted, terrified, almost murdered, but ultimately kidnapped.

Who knows how many miles from home he was, or where he even was at all. What time was it? How long had he been asleep? Where was Tyler, and why were they taken?

The biggest question in Jared’s mind, as he took the bottle into his mouth and hesitantly began suckling milk from the bottle… was what was going to happen to him, and what has happened to Tyler…

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“Get away from me!” Tyler yelled.

“It’s okay, you’re okay!” the man yelled back at Tyler as he held him down, trying to convince Tyler to just relax.

But Tyler didn’t relax. He kicked, screamed, punched, and contorted his body in every which way he could; trying to escape from the situation that was very much identical to the one Jared was in. Like Jared, Tyler did nothing but exhaust himself.

He eventually stopped, gasping for breath like he had just run a marathon. He could do nothing but lie there, and look around.

Tyler was lying in a crib, his arms and legs tied to a rope with very little slack, which was attached to the crib’s wooden bars. Standing over the cowering boy was not a woman, however. It was a man. He was taller than Tyler and older too, though not by much. This man standing over Tyler must’ve been mid-to-late teens. Not very old at all, and not much older than Tyler himself.

“Help me. Please let me go!” Tyler begged.

Tyler pleaded and begged, and hoped that this person would help, but this mysterious man standing over Tyler shook his head.

“I’m sorry man, I can’t do that” he said. He didn’t sound like he would if he could, either.

“Why!? What do you want with me!?” Tyler shouted, now crying hard.

“Shhh… its okay man… calm down… relax. No one’s going to do anything bad to you here…” this man said to him, putting his index finger over Tyler’s small lips.

It was strange, and it even threw Tyler off.

“Just don’t talk and listen for a minute. No one and I mean no one is going to hurt you. I know what happened when you and your friend were coming off that bus was scary, but that’s all over now. You scraped your knee… but that’s taken care of. That’s all” he said.

The two made eye-contact. This man’s eyes showed… compassion. His voice sounded not like a father, but like a brother. He didn’t seem threatening at all. It actually kind of calmed Tyler down just a small bit… just a little.

He took his finger away from Tyler’s lips and stood back. Tyler at first didn’t say anything but then couldn’t help himself.

“…where is Jared?” he asked.

“Your friend is okay. He’s with Mom right now, she’s just giving him a bottle of milk” he said.

“What? What do you mean a bottle of milk?” Tyler asked.

The man smirked, and then, just like the woman did to Jared, the man took out a bottle of milk from the pocket in his pants.

“I almost forgot about this” he said with a smile.

“Are you thirsty?” he asked Tyler.

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In the other room, Jared was finishing his bottle of milk, in his crib. After the last drop of milk fell into his mouth and into his stomach, the woman pulled the bottle away from him, and then put it on a nightstand next to him.

“There, was that really that bad?” she asked him.

He just glared back evilly, and she did nothing but smirk. She looked at him, and then took a stool that was sitting next to the crib, and pulled it closer.

“Jared… I don’t want you to hate me. And I know you do” she said, putting her hand through the crib’s bars, and on top of Jared’s head.

“I know right now you want nothing more than to run away, and go and save yourself, and your friend from me, and the rest of us. We’re not the bad guys. I know you’re wondering why you’ve been taken from your old family, whom you loved very much. But we’ve done this for your benefit. In time… you’ll understand that… and you’ll thank us for it” the woman said to him.

Jared said nothing, still. He just continued to glare at the woman with a disgusted, resentful snarl.

“I guess if you’re not for conversation right now then I’m going to go check on your friend and my son. I will talk to you tomorrow…” she said.

She stood up, and walked towards the door, grabbing the doorknob to open it, only to stop suddenly.

“Oh, and Jared. If you need anything… I’ll be here” she said, pointing toward the nightstand that was next to the crib.

Jared glanced over. There wasn’t just an empty bottle sitting there. There was also a baby monitor that was turned on. He glanced back at her… and she had another cocky smirk.

“Goodnight” she said, turning off the light, and then leaving the room, leaving Jared alone to himself, alone once again in the darkness (though there was now a nightlight that was on, across the room).

Jared didn’t try to escape after she left. He didn’t yell, kick, swing, or anything. He simply cried. He was so desperate to simply go home. To simply know that when he would wake up the next morning it would all be a terrible dream. But this wasn’t the case and he knew it.

As he silently wept, but he didn’t realize how tired and exhausted he was getting. Or maybe he did and he simply didn’t care. But as he stared at the nightlight that the woman had at some point turned on, the pale blue light kind of mesmerized him. The light put him into a trance that he did not realize he was being put into. Thoughts and feelings began to fill his mind with warmth that was beginning to travel throughout his body. He was so calm, so suddenly tired… his bloodshot eyes began to close, and before he was aware of it… he was asleep.

Just like when he was stolen off of that street, he simply passed out.

[Baby Jake]

Chapter Two... “Toxicity”


The next morning, Jared’s eyes slowly opened up to see early sunlight coming through the thin curtains that cloaked over the window across from him.

The sunlight lit up the entire room, the entire nursery. He was a 13 year old being forced to be treated like a baby… and he felt a heat of embarrassment as he slowly began to wake up.

He woke up still tired, feeling completely exhausted. Both mentally but especially physically, for some reason, he felt numb. He felt weak and groggy, but that’s the same way he felt when he woke up the night before, calling for Tyler in the blackness. A strange numbness in his whole body… he felt a minor bit of apathy… like he was stoned.

He moaned, and squirmed a bit. He was so cold, despite being covered in a thick blanket… he felt… like he was sick. His head hurt a little, like a migraine. He felt like he had chills, and he felt overall crappy.

He stared over at the baby monitor that was listening to his every sound… and he remembered that she was listening to everything he was doing, so as terrible as he was feeling… he didn’t make a sound….

…for hours…

As time went on, Jared was beginning to feel sicker and sicker, more and more nauseous, dizzy, and sore. He started to get thirsty, and hungry…. And definitely felt more like he was going to throw up…

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Meanwhile, in Tyler’s room… Tyler was just waking up, and was in a similar situation, although Tyler was waking up a bit more unpleasantly…

Tyler’s body was shivering, and he had intense chills (much worse than what Jared was feeling only a few rooms away). He felt terrible… and just as suddenly as he looked through the wooden bars of his crib and saw that same man he had cried to the night before, asleep in a chair across from where he was lying… he suddenly felt his stomach tense up, and before he realized what had happened, he vomited all over his blanket.

The bitter taste of aged milk that was marinating in stomach acids filled his mouth, and the burning sensation went through his nose and burned his throat and chest as the gastric acid filled through his nostrils and covered the inside of his throat.

Tyler couldn’t believe what he had just done. He felt so incredibly sick and desperate that he didn’t even care, and maybe even felt a bit relieved… when he saw the man who was sleeping open his eyes and look over.

“Hey… hey, whoa, what happened?” the young man asked, obviously disoriented from having just suddenly been awakened.

Tyler looked at him with a desperate look in his eyes.

“You throw up?” he asked, rubbing his eyes, sounding fairly surprised.

Tyler nodded and his eyes began to get a bit watery, like a baby that had just done something terribly wrong.

“Hey, hey… don’t worry… you’re going to be alright. You’re just a little sick. It’ll pass in a few hours. Let me go get my Mom, she’ll clean you up” he said, stuttering in between his words occasionally.

The sick boy watched as this man walked out of the room, and into a hallway, out of his sight. Tyler felt his head throbbing and his stomach felt like a washing machine on full blast, and he wasn’t sure how long it would be until he threw up again.

A few minutes later though, Tyler saw face-to-face with this man’s mother. It was the same woman that had confronted Jared in the other room, though Tyler wasn’t aware of that. This was his first time seeing her.

“Aww… feeling a bit under the weather?” the woman asked in an honest voice.

Tyler made no laughing matter out of it.

“Hmm… sorry. Okay, let’s get you cleaned up” she said.

And with that, Tyler watched the woman walk over to the side of the crib. She quickly reached under, and put her hands on one side of the crib’s bars, and he heard a click, and then on the other side. Suddenly, the side of the crib came sliding down, allowing more than enough room for Tyler to simply climb over them now.

Of course, if the ropes didn’t stop Tyler, he wasn’t in the best of physical states to even attempt an escape… this occurred to the man standing with the woman.

The crib was quite a sight to see, really. Tyler was examining it, even in his dazed, sickly state. The crib was oversized, but not by much. It was bigger than a baby’s crib, obviously. But it seemed tailored to Tyler’s size. He was only 11, and he was kind of short and skinny, so although the crib was quite large to fit the child in, it was not enormous.

The bars of the crib did tower over him. He knew that even without those ropes on, he would not be able to easily climb out. Maybe with some effort, but it would not be easy.

“Mom, won’t he try to run off if you let him out?” he asked in an audible whisper.

She shook her head.

“He won’t… he’s sick. I’m taking him to the bathroom to relax a little. He’s burning up I’m sure so I’m going to put him in the bath and let him cool off” she said, smiling at Tyler.

Tyler just continued to lie there, hardly paying attention. He didn’t even notice her untying the ropes from Tyler’s limbs, freeing him at last for the first time, he was too busy breathing heavily and feeling the intense fever in his head taking him over.

“Come on Tyler, come on” she said.

“You need to stand up so I can get you out easier” she said.

Tyler did not want to lie in his vomit… he wanted to simply get out and feel better… so he painfully stood up, and the woman suddenly reached in like she was going to hug him. Tyler simply felt her reach for his arms, and pull him out by lifting him up from under his armpits.

The woman wasn’t extremely muscular, but it didn’t take much for someone like Tyler to be held like that.

As little as he liked the sudden feeling of being very, very young… he simply felt too sick to care. Despite his urges… he wasn’t fighting like this. He felt so terrible he was just thankful they were being so nice to him, instead of letting him lie in his own puke.

Suddenly, there was a distorted sound that echoed through the room, like a walky-talky.

“Uh-oh! The feisty Jared is awake” the boy said.

The woman sighed…

“I can’t deal with him right now. He’s too much and I have to take care of Tyler. Could you take care of him and see if he’s sick too?” she asked.

“Sure, yeah. That’s fine” the man said.

“Thank you” she said.

Tyler was now suddenly very interested, and was paying a lot more attention. They mentioned Jared!

“Let me see Jared!” Tyler yelled, shrugging off the woman’s grasp on his shoulder. She almost dropped him!

“Hey, calm down. You’ll throw up again!” she said.

“No, let me see Jared! Please!” the boy begged.

He started pushing and shoving, but of course, he suddenly felt something in his gut flip, and felt like he was going to throw up all over the woman’s back any second. His body was shivering so intensely after the sudden movement… he felt like he was going to faint.

“Calm down little man… Jared’s alright. You’ll see him a little later today… depending on how he acts. Your friend likes to put up a fight” the man said. The world was spinning so fast. Tyler looked up just as he saw the man smile at him kindly, and then exit the room.

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The man slowly and quietly opened the door to Jared’s room, and looked over at Jared.

Jared, too… was lying in a puddle of his own vomit.

Jared looked at the unfamiliar face with desperate eyes. He didn’t want to submit. He had a fire in his body to resist… but he couldn’t help it after all of this agony he was in. He called out to the radio, and now… there was someone there for him. He felt so sick he didn’t even care that he’d never seen this man before.

The man smiled, and walked further into the room, not shutting the door behind him.

“Hmm… yeah I guess we haven’t met. My name is…” the man said, pausing for just a second as he ducked down under the crib’s bars; pulling back one of the latches that kept the crib bars up.

“My name is Ethan” he said.

“Ethan…” Jared slowly said.

Jared was amazed at the age of this… Ethan. He only looked a couple years ahead of Jared… he was so young… he was just a teenager.

“Uhhh…” Jared moaned as the world spun around him.

“Shh… you’ll be okay. My Mom is taking care of Tyler right now… taking him in for a bath. You’ll get one too. You’ll be okay” Ethan explained to Jared as he lowered the bars of the crib.

“Tyler” Jared said.

“Where’s Tyler?!” Jared spat out before starting to cough, and then he started moving sporadically, trying to get out from the crib and find his friend.

“Calm down man, you’ll throw up again if you get all worked up!” Ethan explained to Jared.

Jared found this out too, like Tyler did. After the world stopped spinning, and Jared felt able to move…

“You’ll see Tyler real soon. Just relax and everything’ll be okay” Ethan reassured.

Jared didn’t even bother fighting… all of that movement wore him out.

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Jared paid attention to where he was going in his environment. He was in a narrow, long hallway. He looked down one end… there was a window at the far end of the hallway that was letting sunlight in. There were a few doors on either side of the hallway (it brought to mind a small apartment complex), which made Jared wonder… how big was this house?

But before Jared could count the doors, or get anymore details… he was led into a dark room. A lit was flicked on, which revealed a large sized, very clean and organized bathroom.

This really amazed Jared… all this time he thought he was in some small apartment… in some shack or something. But this was certainly not a shack. And certainly not an apartment… this was big, and looked very expensive. Very high class…

The floors were clean tile, and the bathtub looked like it was brand new. The faucets gleamed with a sterile shine.

“Sit down while I fill up the bathtub” Ethan said, shutting the door, and although Jared didn’t notice, he also locked it.

Jared did sit down, on the icy tiles, glad to be on the ground (and not in the arms of a stranger, carried like a toddler). He watched Ethan begin filling the tub with water, and was really hoping that water was warm. He was shivering, and sweating, which only made him colder. Also the fact that he was not wearing a shirt didn’t help. He began to take notice that he wasn’t wearing a shirt, but was wearing pants (which were not his, and were printed with toddler-friendly designs – this proved that Jared was wrong, since he thought he wasn’t wearing any clothes at all up to this point).

It only took a few minutes before Ethan was standing over him with a friendly smirk.

“Okay buddy, you’re going to have to get undressed” he said.

“…huh?” Jared asked as he attempted to stand up.

Did Ethan, this stranger, just tell Jared to get naked?

“To take a bath… you usually do it naked” Ethan said with a sarcastic tone.

Jared’s heart sank.

“…in front of… you?” Jared said.

Ethan nodded his head slowly.

“B-But… why?! What kind of freak are you?!” Jared spat out, suddenly getting another burst of energy.

“Jared, don’t fight with me, I’m not going to do anything to you, I promise. But you NEED to get out of your clothes, you’re covered in puke and your dia-“

“No! Get away from me!” Jared said, slamming against one of the walls.

He ran to the door, and started pulling on the doorknob. He began pounding on the door hard, yanking on the doorknob hard, doing his best to escape the room.

“Let me out! PLEASE SOMEBODY HELP!” Jared started screaming.

Ethan hardly moved at all. He watched as Jared pounded on the door, and as his burst of energy began to wear off, and his sickness began to overwhelm him again, he started to cry in desperation.

He fell to the floor, and started coughing, and dry-heaving. Nothing came up, but it was evident that his illness got the best of him again.

Ethan didn’t move from his spot. However, there was a clicking at the door, and the bathroom door swung open!

“Ethan, what’s going on?!” said the familiar woman as she rushed into the room.

“Jared, he just started freaking out because I had to help him get undressed. He’s shy” Ethan said to his mother.

She looked down at the boy, and then sighed and giggled a little.

“I thought something bad happened. I’ll take care of him, go watch Tyler for me, would you? He seems a little more responsive with you” she asked of Ethan.

Ethan smiled in return, “Sure thing Mom” he said, and he walked past her, out the door.

The door shut behind her. She locked the door with a key, which, Jared noticed, was attached to a key ring that had various other keys attached to it (one of which he knew was to his nursery), and then looked down at Jared, who was still lying on the floor.

She knelt down to him, and looked at the cowering boy’s back. She touched him very softly.

“Jared… calm down… no one’s going to hurt you here…” she said.

“…but I promise you if you do this for me, you’ll see your friend soon. You’re only making this harder for yourself, and you’re making it harder for Tyler too. The more you fight, the less likely you’ll see your friend!” she said.

He said nothing, and neither did she. Instead she slowly rolled him over to his side (as he was too exhausted to fight), and unzipped his pants, and slowly slid them off.

“Why are you doing this” Jared said softly, beginning to cry once more.

“Why are you doing this to us… what did we ever do to you” Jared said.

She smiled.

“Let’s get you clean, hm?” she said, apparently completely ignoring Jared’s pleas for an explanation.

He looked away. But he realized something… something very strange. His pants were off, and he was wearing no shirt. He didn’t feel like he was lying in his underwear… like he should be.

That’s when he heard a small click, and then he felt her slide something off from between his legs. He bent his leg up, and saw her holding a small, crumpled up pile of what looked like plastic. These were in fact… plastic pants, though Jared wasn’t aware of that.

“What… the…?” Jared said.

He bent his neck up, and looked down.

“Curious?” the woman said.

He sat up, and looked down. And he could not believe what he was seeing. To him, it was a hallucination; a mirage of some sort. He was hoping it was, at least. But in reality, he was wearing a diaper, and he never, ever even realized it until now.

It resembled a real baby’s diaper. It had prints, and two sticky tabs that kept it wrapped around him. The diaper’s front was bulging.

“A… diaper…?” Jared said.

“Yes Jared, you’re in your diaper. And it’s wet, good job” the woman said.

He looked closer. She was right, he was in a soaked diaper.

“You must be a deep sleeper!” she said.

Jared was speechless. He was completely, one hundred-percent speechless. The situation was more terrifying than ever. He saw what was going on. He was really being treated like a baby. The crib, the bottle of milk, the diaper… and he even wet it in his sleep. How that happened… was beyond him.

“No… no, no… NO…” Jared repeated.

“Oh yeah!” Sarah said.

Jared felt… so… remarkably degraded.

“Y-You did something, it’s not real. I did NOT pee myself in my sleep! You did something! I DON’T NEED DIAPERS” Jared yelled.

But, Sarah didn’t have it.

“Last I checked, babies that need to sleep in cribs need a way to go to the bathroom? I’m not letting you pee and poopy in your crib!” Sarah answered.

Not only did they strip him naked in his sleep, they diapered him, then forced him into a crib and force-fed him a bottle of milk, nearly killing him. Then in his sleep… he somehow had wet his diaper. He, a 13 year old boy, wet his diaper helplessly, and was completely unaware of it. He was confused, and scared.

“C’mon, get up. Time for your bath” the woman said.

This time, he didn’t fight. It became clear to him now… she was in control. SHE was in control. She kidnapped him, and she was controlling him. He was sick, and there was nothing he could do. It finally hit him!

He was so reluctant to get up, naked in front of a stranger and get in their bathtub. For all he knew she would drown him. But… he didn’t want to fight anymore… so he did as he was told.

“Just hop in” she said.

He glanced over at the plastic pants that were lying in a crumpled up ball on the floor. The wet diaper was elsewhere, probably in the trash somewhere. He looked over at the bathtub… it was steaming with warm water, and was also covered in a layer of bubbles. Ethan had prepared a bubble bath for him.

After lying down in the tub, Jared watched as she took a bucket from under the sink. It was a small red pail made of plastic, like one you’d use in the sand at the beach. She dunked it in the water, and then slowly poured it over Jared’s head, letting the water pour through his hair.

She did this a few times.

“There you go… just calm down and keep being good, and you’ll see Tyler soon” she said.

Jared said nothing, and the woman took note. She cleared her throat, and then got a bar of soap and a luffa.

“Jared we never did get off on the foot I was hoping for” the woman said.

“…but I feel that now is the time that I explained some things for you” she continued.

Jared looked at her… she definitely had his attention.

“I know you hate me. But… I don’t want that. I don’t want us fighting all the time. I don’t want you crying, or hurt. I know you’re in pain… you miss your family. And I’m sorry… but that’s how things are… you’ll thank us” she said.

“…why? Why is it like this?” Jared asked with a pathetic whine.

She grinned.

“…because you’re bright. You’re young, and you’re good-looking. You have potential. You can do anything you ever want to do, and it is our job… to give you the world” she said.

“…what?! I don’t even know you! How do you know me?” Jared yelled.

She put her index finger over her lips to tell him to calm down.

“I’ll only be nice… if you’re nice” she said.

Jared was silent.

“My name is… Sarah” the woman said.

The mysterious woman finally had a name… and it was Sarah.

“You’ve already met my son, Ethan” she continued.

“…and my husband Hector is at work right now. You’ll meet him soon” she said.

“You never answered my question!” Jared said.

“We’ve taken it upon ourselves to be generous, and give one lucky boy… well, in this case, two lucky boys… everything and anything they ever want. You, Jared, and Tyler, are those lucky boys” Sarah explained.

“I’ve been watching you… for a long time, and I picked you to be an addition to our family! We’re... the family you deserve”

Jared shook his head. He was gritting his teeth from the frustration.

“What are you talking about, lady?!” Jared yelled.

“If you don’t get quiet, then this conversation will end here” the woman threatened.

That’s when Jared quieted down, and looked at her with an evil glare.

“Jared, you’re a straight-A student. You’re… strong, and healthy, and handsome. You’re kind, and you’re destined to be successful. You deserve the best. You deserve everything we can give you” Sarah said.

Jared couldn’t believe what he was hearing.

“…you’re… you’re serious” Jared said, shocked at what words he heard coming from Sarah.

“Yes Jared” she replied.

“And what can you possibly give me that I don’t or won’t get, huh? What’s so great that you people can give me?” Jared asked.

“Anything you want!” Sarah assured.

“Like… what?”

“Anything you need to do what you want to do in life, we can do for you, Jared. We’re rich. Hector and I are very wealthy people, for starters…” she elaborated.

“Anything I want to do in life? What about not being… forced to-to-to… to wear diapers? Or drink from a baby bottle? Or kidnapped from the street? That’s exactly what I want, lady. Oh yeah” Jared said.

Sarah was silent and just stared at the boy blankly.

“…well, Jared. If we never felt pain, we wouldn’t appreciate pleasure, now would we?” she remarked.

This really made Jared angry, but he tried so hard not to lose his temper. His head was pounding from a fever, and arguing like this wasn’t helping.

“…you brag on so much about me… what about Tyler, huh? Why’d you pick him?” he asked.

Sarah smiled evilly.

“That’s… a funny story really. Not one you should know, though. I doubt you’d feel too good knowing the answer to that question” Sarah said.

“No, tell me!” Jared said.

“I don’t think you’ll like it if you’re as good a friend of Tyler’s as you seem to be” Sarah warned, but Jared didn’t stop begging, more or less, for the answer.

“…actually, Jared… that was a spare of the moment thing. Between you and I… he wasn’t chosen, he was simply there at the wrong place, at the wrong time…” Sarah said.

“What?” Jared asked.

“To be honest, if he wasn’t with you that day, he wouldn’t be here now. But, I like the kid… I don’t regret bringing him with us” she said.

Jared’s heart sank… the words this woman Sarah spoke hit a nerve. Jared, responsible for getting his friend into this? Jared argued with himself internally… they wanted Jared, but if it wasn’t for Jared, Tyler wouldn’t be involved anymore… he felt ashamed…

Sarah smiled.

“Now, enough questions. Let’s finish and get this done so we can get you boys some lunch” Sarah said.

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“Okay, all done big guy” Ethan said to Tyler as Tyler slowly rose from the steaming water, with Ethan holding his hand so he would not slip.

Ethan took a big fluffy towel, and dried the boy off. Tyler blushed when Ethan went into a few more “private places”, but Ethan wasn’t intrusive.

“Lie down for a second so I can get your diaper on you and then we can go get some lunch!” Ethan said with a smile.

Tyler was already aware of the diapers that he and Jared were wearing. He wasn’t aware of Jared’s, though. However, Tyler’s was wet when his was taken off too. And now he had to get put back into one.

“W-Why are you going to put that on me?” Tyler asked, not yet lying down.

Ethan looked over.

“Because you need them, silly” Ethan said.

“No I don’t! Why are you treating me like I’m a baby?” Tyler asked.

Ethan held the diaper in his hand, as well as some baby powder in the other.

“What’s wrong with being a baby?” Ethan asked with a smile.

“I’m not a baby. I’m eleven” Tyler said.

“Ah, okay ‘big guy’, but you didn’t answer my question. What’s wrong with being a baby?” Ethan said with a smirk.

Tyler thought for a moment.

“They sit in their own poop… and pee. And stink” Tyler came up with.

“Not if they’re changed quickly, hm?” Ethan pointed out.

Tyler stared at him, but Ethan continued on.

“I wish I was still treated like a baby, love it while you can! Anyway, I’m hungry. And I’m sure you are too. So, just lie down… and we’ll get some lunch” he said.

“But I don’t want to!” Tyler said.

“Now you are acting the way a baby does, so you’re just giving more of a reason to put this diaper on you” Ethan said.

“…and besides… the sooner you get this on, the sooner you see Jared” Ethan said.

Now that was an offer, and a point… that Tyler would be silly to argue with. And he didn’t. He very hesitantly lay down on the cold tile floor. It was especially cold with his naked damp skin pressed against it.

Tyler, feeling uncomfortable with having his legs spread in front of another boy, as well as a complete stranger… kept his legs closed. But Ethan pryed them apart, and then slid the diaper underneath his butt.

The soft cushion of the diaper, Tyler had to admit, felt better on his tailbone than it grinding directly into the tile.

Ethan then put a hand full of white powder, which filled the bathroom with a sweet scent (which Tyler realized smelled exactly like the nursery he was being kept in). Ethan then applied the hand full of baby powder onto Tyler’s skin, which made Tyler wince and blush as Ethan rubbed it all over Tyler’s diaper area (which made Tyler feel excruciatingly embarrassed to have another person, a boy, a stranger touch him like that).

After that… Ethan pulled the front half of the diaper, and pulled it over Tyler’s lower stomach. Finally, he taped it securely together, snug. Tyler, though not happy about being in a diaper… was at least grateful not to be naked in front of Ethan anymore.

As Tyler went to sit up, Ethan held his arm out at Tyler’s chest, keeping him down.

“Not done yet” he said with a smile.

Tyler looked back at him, unsure of what else could be there.

“Lie on your back again” Ethan said.

Tyler hesitantly obeyed, just wanting to get it all over with. That’s when Tyler took a thin pair of what Tyler knew was plastic pants (since he was wearing some earlier). Ethan pulled the pants up over Tyler’s diaper.

That’s when Ethan looked right at Tyler with a smirk.

“And this… is so you keep your diaper on” Ethan said with a smile.

Ethan pulled out a small key, about the size of a key to a pair of handcuffs. And he rolled Tyler over onto his side a little bit. That’s when Tyler heard a click.

“There, all done!” Ethan finally said.

As Tyler pushed himself up off of the floor, he felt the back of his plastic pants… and it felt to him like there was a very tiny padlock chained to his plastic pants! Maybe not a padlock, but something definitely metal was enforcing them around his diaper.

But before Tyler could do anymore examination… Ethan opened the door to the hall, and gently guided the diapered boy out of the bathroom, and into the hallway. Ethan didn’t push, but kept his arm on Tyler’s back, leading him past the nursery where Tyler had been staying.

“Y-You’re not going to make me go in front of Jared like this are you?” Tyler whined, his heart throbbing when he realized that he had passed the nursery.

“Like what?” Ethan asked, still leading him down the narrow hall.

“In a diaper… I look like a baby!” Tyler whined.

Ethan just chuckled.

“Trust me kid, I don’t think you have anything to feel embarrassed about” he said.

“Huh?” Tyler asked, looking back at Ethan.

“Jared’s in a diaper too, and I don’t think he would tease you for it even if he wasn’t anyway. He’s a good kid… not like he’s in a position to tease anyway” Ethan assured, then spinning the boy back around and guiding him out of the hallway.

Tyler still felt really weird about being seen like that in front of his friend. He didn’t like it, though; he kept his mouth shut for the moment, and didn’t argue. He just walked where Ethan’s hand guided him to go.

And where he went actually impressed Tyler, even as scared and embarrassed he was…

Out of the hall, he walked into a very large open space. Like a huge room. In front of him was a railing, like a banister. And over that railing was a staircase going down, and at the bottom of that there was another open space. To the right of the downstairs are was a huge door and a lot of windows surrounding it. That’s when Tyler realized that must’ve been the front entrance… and the whole room he was in was the grand entrance to what must be a mansion!

On the opposite side of the room, Tyler could see another hall leading back several feet, with doors on either side, just like the one he had come from.

“You like it, huh?” Ethan said, breaking Tyler’s daze.

“What… is this place?” Tyler asked.

“This is our manor, Tyler. You just came from the east wing, and now you’re coming into the middle. This is the 2nd floor, downstairs is of course the 1st, and across this floor is where Jared has been staying. There are two bathrooms, one in each wing. And several bedrooms, too. We have a lot of space for you two” Ethan explained.

“…how big is this?” he asked.

Ethan laughed.

“There’s two floors total… but, there’s also a large basement, and an attic…” Ethan explained.

Tyler couldn’t believe what he was seeing!

“You should see the yard!” Ethan said, smiling.

Ethan then gently grabbed Tyler’s hand, and led him down the staircase, which was decorated with an expensive, royal, classy looking rug and rails that looked like it was hand carved to perfection. He was waiting to see a suit of armor or something corny like that at any minute.

The walls, the floor, the ceiling, everything was beautifully decorated in one way or another. The windows around the front doors were large and bright, and clean.

Reaching the bottom of the staircase, Ethan led him through an archway, which led out of the ‘grand entrance’. This led him through a hallway, walking past a room or two (he didn’t get a chance to look into them), and finally… into a kitchen.

And what a kitchen it was.

Stainless steel appliances, clean tile on the floor, a countertop that reached around the whole kitchen (the top of it looked like it was made of marble). There was a wide open pantry that was filled with food. Then Tyler realized… this was only half of the kitchen.

The other side was a step up from where they were standing, and featured what could be explained as a bar. It featured a bar in the middle of the room, and the fridge on one side of the room.

And on the wall where the counter stopped… there were sliding glass doors that looked out onto a deck.

But Ethan pushed Tyler through this kitchen, and into the Dining Room.

And it wasn’t the expensive paintings of fruit, or the polished hardwood floors, or the grand dining room table with food atop of it that Tyler focused most on. And it wasn’t Sarah sitting there, patiently waiting the two boys. It was Jared… who was sitting there, staring back at Tyler with a look of desperation.

Jared leapt up from his seat.

“Tyler!” he yelled as he ran over to him.

“Ah! Ah!” Sarah said as she got up from the table, and as Ethan blocked Tyler and Jared apart.

“Get out of my way!” Jared insisted, as he pushed Ethan. That’s when he looked at Ethan… and then raised a fist!

Suddenly Sarah pulled him back, and slammed him into his chair.

“Jared I will make sure you don’t leave this seat if you’re not going to behave!” Sarah scolded.

Jared looked at her, and then at Tyler as Ethan the boy to a chair across from Jared. He was breathing hard with anger and frustration as he saw Tyler in a diaper, just like he was. All he wanted to do was talk to him.

“Now sit here… and stay here. And I am not playing games with you” she said coldly, before finally backing off.

“If I ever… EVER… see anyone hitting anyone… there WILL be consequences” she announced to the boys at the table, though she looked at Jared and Tyler in particular.

She sat down, in the middle seat.

“Now… I’ve prepared lunch for you boys… and I expect you, Jared, and you, Tyler… to behave on your best behavior. Let’s keep conversation positive. You two will have time together afterwards, unless you behave poorly” she said, taking a bite out of a sandwich that was on the plate in front of her.

“…do I make myself clear?” she asked.

Neither Jared nor Tyler replied. But they did understand, and Sarah knew it.

Several minutes passed by in silence, as Sarah and Ethan began to eat their food and converse. Tyler and Jared did nothing but look at each other, both with fear, uncertainty, and frustration in their eyes. They said nothing, yet they spoke clearly to each other.

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“Boys, you haven’t touched your sandwiches” Sarah said, breaking the silence.

Jared and Tyler looked at her.

“Go on, eat it. You’ll be hungry later if you don’t” she said.

Jared thought about it, and so did Tyler. It was the first solid food that was presented to them since their lunch in school, which felt like months. Yet they had no appetite from the anxiety.

Tyler hesitantly took his sandwich, and ate a bite. Jared watched him… and then he too took a bite. Sarah simply smiled.

Those small bites quickly turned to large ones, and the sandwiches were quickly gone. They were so hungry and they didn’t even realize it. But although they were done, Sarah and Ethan weren’t.

“So where’s Dad at?” Ethan asked.

“He should be home in a couple of minutes. He said he was running late and would get something to eat on his way home from work so we shouldn’t wait up” she explained.

“Oh okay” Ethan finished.

Sarah glanced at Tyler and Jared, who were both looking back at her, waiting for her to please let them see each other.

“Well Ethan, I’ll take the two boys into the other room so I can have a private word with you for a minute. One moment” she said.

“Sure thing Mom” he said to her.

Sarah then stood up from the table. Tyler and Jared did as well.

“Follow me, boys” she said.

Tyler jogged to get close to Jared, and Jared followed Sarah as she led them out of the Dining Room, and into a room that… gave both Jared and Tyler chills.

She led them through an open doorway, but the room was barely lit from the windows that had the blinds down in front of them. But she flicked on the lights, and they were shocked to see what they found.

Like the nurseries they slept in, and the diapers they wore, this room was very babyish. The walls were painted like a nursery, and there was a scent that smelled of the baby powder that Ethan had applied to Tyler, and Sarah to Jared.

But the thing that threw the boys off most was the amount of large sized baby furniture that was in the room. There was a huge baby-printed rug in the middle of the room with blocks and other toys lying on it, a huge rocking horse in the corner, as well as a rocking chair with a bookshelf with plenty of kiddy-friendly books and knick-knacks to the side of it.

There was even a toy chest in the farthest corner (which had various stuffed animals, like teddy bears and what-not stacked by it), and a desk with crayons and coloring books sitting on top of it.

Before they could do any further examination, Sarah gently pulled the two boys into the room, and shut the door behind her.

“Okay boys. You two can play here… and talk to each other… under one condition. I’ll get you two a bottle of milk, and you have to drink those bottles. When I come back in a half hour, I expect those bottles to be empty. If they aren’t… you two will be punished” she explained.

“Do I make myself clear?” Sarah said, after a moment of silence.

“…yeah…” Jared mumbled under his breath.

“Good” she said, smiling.

“Now... Go sit down on that rug with your toys and I’ll be right back with your bottles” she said.

Jared and Tyler didn’t argue. They wanted to finally have a moment to talk. So they walked over to the rug, and sat down in the middle of it in their diapers, like babies. Sarah gave them one suspicious glare, before finally walking out of the room.

“Jared!” Tyler said.

“Shhh…” Jared said cutting him off, not making eye contact yet.

Tyler gave him an odd stare…

“The door’s still open… wait only a minute longer” Jared told Tyler quietly.

Tyler finally understood… he hadn’t noticed the open door before.

Only a minute after that, Sarah returned to the boys in the room. She looked at them, and gave them a strange look, handing them both a bottle of milk each.

“Drink all of this, you two. It’ll help you feel better. Promise” she said.

Looking behind her briefly, she looked at them one last time.

“Oh… and… don’t try anything funny… I know you’ll be tempted, but know the consequences” she said.

Tyler and Jared didn’t respond, and with that… she left, shutting the door behind her. The boys could hear a click of a lock, and then footsteps fade into silence, away from them.

This was it. They were together, seemingly alone.

“Jared… where are we?!” Tyler asked.

“I-I don’t know Tyler… did they hurt you!?” Jared asked Tyler, looking at him for bruises, or any sign of abuse.

“No, no… I’m… I’m alright… they didn’t do anything to me… I just feel really sick” Tyler said.

“…actually, they didn’t do anything to me at all. They just dressed me up like this!” Tyler said, pointing to his diaper.

“Me too… I don’t know what they’re doing to us or why… but we need to find a way to call the police or somebody while we have the chance” Jared said.

Jared of course had no intention of heeding Sarah’s warning. He was planning escaping, and he planned on doing that right now.

Tyler looked at him, and nodded in agreement. Jared slowly stood up, and looked around the oversized nursery, for any possible means of escape.

He knew the door that Sarah had come from was locked. There was another door on the opposite side of the room that was closed, and probably locked (he wouldn’t even bother with that). That’s when Jared noticed the windows!

He walked over to the first window he saw, and pushed the curtains and blinds out of the way.

“Jared, that woman said she’d know if we messed with anything!” Tyler warned.

Jared looked through the window, only to find that there were bars on the other side of the glass, spoiling his plan.

“Tyler if we don’t try to do something we could be killed! And if they don’t want to kill us then who knows what these freaks have us here for…” Jared said as he checked the other windows.

Tyler, though… didn’t move. Maybe it was out of fear, but for some reason… Tyler simply felt that now was not the time to try to escape… he felt the need to heed Sarah’s words exactly. He felt that maybe, just maybe… if he followed their instructions, everything would be okay.

“That lady isn’t dumb, I can tell… I… I think we should just sit here and do what we’re told!” Tyler warned.

Jared of course, had the exact opposite idea. Tyler wasn’t the one that was force-fed milk from the bottle and almost killed, or actually told that they were never going home. Tyler was also unaware that Sarah had cryptically told that Tyler was never meant to be taken. Only Jared was. Maybe that meant something bad was going to happen to Tyler, to get rid of him.

Tyler wasn’t “chosen”. Jared was, and the only reason Tyler was there was because of Jared.

“Tyler…” Jared said.

“I know you’re scared but… I don’t think sitting here and doing nothing will help” Jared explained.

“I know, I know! I just… I really don’t want to make them mad, Jared” Tyler said.

“For all we know we could be in the same city, maybe even in the same town that we live in! Our families could be looking for us right now” Jared explained.

But ass Jared was about to say something, though… he was cut off, by Tyler yet again.

“Jared! Look!” Tyler said, pointing behind him, and standing up.

Jared spun around, fast, and Tyler ran past him as he looked out the window.

“Police!” Tyler shouted.

Jared slammed against the window, and looked out. He could see a lengthy driveway that stretched past where he could see, in both directions (to his left and right). There was also a black, metal, spiky fence blocking off entrance to the house (Jared assumed this fence stretched all around their property) from unwanted guests, but beyond that, Jared could only see trees and other dense foliage.

This was not the important part, however.

Standing in that driveway, next to a marked police cruiser, stood an older, burly looking man, who was obviously well built. He wore heavy aviator-styled mirrored sunglasses that looked to be straight out of the 80s. This man was wearing a police uniform, though it looked rather old school. The same went for his police cruiser… it looked somewhat older than normal. It didn’t seem like the standard police automobile that they were accustomed to seeing. He was also holding onto a dog by a leash, which was sniffing around curiously at the ground.

Immediately, Jared and Tyler started pounding on the window.

“HEY! HEY! HEY HELP! OFFICER, LOOK OVER HERE!” Jared and Tyler yelled.

The police officer looked around, but didn’t make immediate visual of the two boys in the window, and the dog began barking, but even it couldn’t look in the correct direction.

“He can’t hear us!” Jared said, as he looked around. That’s when he spotted the rocking horse that was sitting in the corner of the room, just looking friendly and alone.

“Help me get this!” Jared insisted as he ran over to one end of the giant wooden rocking horse. Tyler immediately ran over, and picked up the other end, and together, the two boys lifted it up to the window’s height (which took an EXTREME amount of effort due to their illness).

The horse was tailored to the boys’ grown size, compared to that of a regular baby’s rocking horse. It also seemed to be solid wood, which weighed it down a lot. Even if the boys weren’t sick, it’d still take plenty of effort to lift.

“Ahhh! It’s so heavy!!!” Tyler whined, his weaker arms trembling as he struggled to get it level with Jared’s side.

“C’mon you can get it!” Jared said.

Once they adjusted it, they both took in a deep breath.

“Ram it!” Jared ordered, as the two boys began to rock the horse back-and-forth in front of the window to gain momentum.

Bang! The window wobbled as the horse bounced back.

“Again!” Jared yelled.

The two boys backed up together, and then ran towards the window full speed with the head of the rocking horse pointed right at the window.

BOING!

The window did not break despite having practically thrown a heavy wooden rocking horse into it. It instead simply bounced the two back, causing the two to drop the rocking horse onto the floor. It toppled over, and barely missed smashing one of the boys’ legs.

They fell down too, but quickly picked themselves up, looking out the window, completely disregarding the very loud, obvious bang the horse made when it hit the floor that both Sarah and Ethan obviously heard.

To the boys’ dismay, the glass, being made up of acrylic, was going to take a lot of effort to break (more effort than two sick young boys would be able to put forth).

Looking out the window, the cop was now looking right at the window, and so was the dog. It was barking at the window, and the officer was holding the dog back just barely by its leash. It didn’t seem very friendly.

“HELP!” they yelled as they jumped up and down, showing themselves to the cop as much as possible.

The officer looked at them in the window, said something inaudible to himself, and then began to run towards the house, out of their site, towards the back of the house (off to the right side of the window).

“YES! YES!” Tyler yelled.

The two boys ran over to the door they had come from, just as it swung open, revealing Sarah and Ethan. They both had sincerely concerned expressions, and noticed the mess that the boys had made, with the horse being knocked over.

“What the HELL is going on in here!?” Sarah yelled, immediately looking at Jared, demanding an explanation.

The window that was still wobbling a little and Sarah glared at it. It didn’t take much to figure out what they had attempted to do.

Suddenly, they all turned towards the kitchen as the undeniable sound of a dog barking began to echo through the house. Jared and Tyler immediately went running, but Ethan blocked them from going past the doorway.

Behind where Ethan was standing, in the doorway, past the dining room, the boys saw the dog that the officer had been holding onto via a leash walk into a hall, and then the officer followed.

“HELP!” Jared yelled.

“OFFICER HELP THESE PEOPLE ARE CRAZY THEY KIDNAPPED US!” Tyler shouted, trying to run past Ethan.

Though, Ethan didn’t let him past.

“What!?” the officer said.

“They kidnapped us! Please!” Jared yelled.

“Did you try breaking my window?” the officer yelled.

“…what?” Jared said, completely dumbstruck by what the man had just said. Did he hear him correctly?

“Did you try breaking my window, boys?” the officer said, getting closer, eventually passing Ethan past, and walking past Sarah, standing an inch from Jared and Tyler.

As the dog followed behind him now, the two boys walked back, tripping over things as the dog began to snarl, growl, and bark at the boys like they were the criminals.

As the German Shepherd put it’s head and ears down, and slowly approached the two boys with nothing but a leash keeping it back from ripping their helpless bodies apart, the policeman slowly let the dog get closer and closer to the boys, and the boys continued to back off, away from the dog - until they were cornered, and the dog was only a few inches from them, each growl and bark spat saliva onto the boys’ legs and feet. The dog was practically breaking its own neck on the leash, jumping towards the boys, only to be snapped back! It was clear this thing didn’t like children, and certainly didn’t like strangers.

“Did you? Or didn’t you?” the cop said as an evil smirk approached his face, with their petrified reflections gleaming back at them in his mirrored aviators.

“Sir! Stop, please! We’re-we’re sorry!” Jared yelled.

Tyler was terrified, and didn’t say anything. He was speechless!

“So you did… did you?” the officer said as the dog jumped and leaped, trying hard to get it’s fangs into the boys flesh. Tyler screamed as its paws had actually moved across his leg. Jared held his arm out, only to have the dog snap at him, almost biting his hand – and both boys pressed their backs hard against the wall.

Neither of the boys said a word as the man simply smiled wide, like a sadistic maniac. His eyes were unseen as the mirrored sunglasses reflected Jared and Tyler pinned up against the wall.

The dog’s mouth quivered and foamed and showed off its fangs, and its eyes expressed rage. It arched its back, and stayed low, but was still knee-high of the boys. Its growl and bark deep and loud and its teeth ready to sink into them at any moment, this dog was truly vicious and intimidating in every stretch of the word.

“Hector, stop!” Sarah yelled.

Suddenly, he started cackling like a wild man.

“SIT BOY” the man yelled, and suddenly, the dog sat down, but still continued to growl.

“Ethan, take him out back and feed him, would’ya?” the man said.

After clearing his throat… “Ah… y-yeah, sure thing” Ethan remarked, taking the dog’s leash from Hector’s hand, and then walking the dog out of the room and, presumably, into the backyard.

“What is your problem, Hector!?” Sarah yelled as she ran over to him.

Hector, though, simply laughed and cackled.

“Ahhh they were fine… I wouldn’t put them boys in danger…” he said in a deep, manly, old and hoarse voice. That sentence in particular was with a sarcastic tone.

He turned his head towards the two boys. Despite having those sunglasses on, though… Jared could feel his gaze focused on him and him alone… like he was piercing his body with his stare.

“They’re a little too… cute… to be ripped apart, hm?” he said with a sinister, cryptic tone in his voice. This was a man that didn’t seem like someone who would consider anything “cute”, and when he said it, he seemed like he was replacing a different word.

That’s when he turned away, and looked at Sarah, clearing his throat.

“So… These are the boys, hm?” he asked.

“Yes, the taller boy, older boy is Jared. And the younger boy is Tyler” she explained, pointing at each of them respectively.

“Older? They’re both hardly teenagers” Hector replied.

Sarah nodded.

“I told you. Jared is 13, and Tyler is… 11” she said. She spoke Tyler’s age like she was unsure of herself.

Hector slowly walked over to them, and they both cowered against the wall away from the man. He then slowly stuck his large, masculine arm out, and stuck his large hand towards them, to shake hands – all the while having a smug, somewhat… satisfied grin. It was not a normal thing to have a man look at two young boys that way.

But neither Jared nor Tyler had interest in shaking hands with this man. Maybe it was what he had just done with the dog. Maybe it was the fact that he had around his belt a gun, handcuffs, pepper spray, as well as all other intimidating police gear. Maybe it was simply the fact that he was just a dirty cop, or an old sadistic man who just got a kick by acting like he was going to sick his dog on them.

“Hm…” Hector grunted, taking his hand back.

He turned back towards Sarah.

“You should keep an eye on these two…” he said, as he walked past her.

“Especially that one”, pointing directly in Jared’s face, so close Jared could smell whatever disgust may coat Hector’s finger tip.

“He’s trouble… I can sense it” he finished.

Jared squinted his eyes at him in reply, a bit even offended by the remark, even throughout all that just happened.

“We’ll talk later” Sarah said to him as he walked out of the room; though she stared at Jared with a glare that made him know he was in trouble.

All of the attention seemed to be on Jared for some reason. He felt responsible for everything that had just happened (though, he was – and he knew it).

Hector shut the door behind him, leaving Sarah and the two boys alone.

“Well Jared, I hope you’re happy” she remarked.

Jared looked at her in confusion.

“You’ve set quite an example for yourself in front of Hector. And you’ve proven you’re not trustworthy” Sarah bickered.

“Then take us home!” Jared yelled in response.

“When will you learn, boy?” she said, approaching him fast, as if she was about to grab him, or smack him. Jared even backed off, back against the wall.

“If I didn’t have to go check on Hector… I would put you over my knee… both of you. Neither of you drank your bottles, and you both tried breaking my window” she said, looking at both Jared and Tyler this time, bending down to their heights and looking at them both in the eyes.

“…and don’t think I wouldn’t” she warned, giving them one last stern look before finally backing off a little.

She walked towards the door leading into the dining room.

“I’m going to go talk to my husband. I’ll be back in fifteen minutes, and fifteen minutes exactly. When I return, you two better have drunk your milk. Or, there will be consequences” she warned, looking at them from the doorway.

She stared over at the rocking horse that was in the middle of the floor, in front of the window.

“Don’t worry about that right now. You’ll clean up your own mess after you’ve had your milk” she said.

That’s when she shut the door, and then locked it, leaving Jared and Tyler alone for the second time.

Neither of the boys moved off of the wall that they were still pinned against from shock and fear, because of what had just happened.

They have never felt more scared, and more alone, in their entire lives.

Looking at each other hesitantly, they talked without saying a word. They both slowly walked over to where they were before, and picked up the two baby bottles filled with milk, and then they both began to drink them. They obeyed Sarah’s orders because for the first time yet, they truly felt and acknowledged that they may, in fact, never see home again…