Pray vs. Poppy

(Featuring Pray and Poppy.)


Word has gotten around of the young mage that wandered into town a few days ago. She isn't anything way out of the ordinary- unusual and interesting folks are always travelling around the area one way or another- but the town appreciates the presence of a healer who seems eager to help folks out. Not to mention the rumors that the slight, sheepish girl has been seen saving folks in other regions from the midara- rumors that have managed to persist in part due to the girl's cute, frantically-embarrassed denial of them.

Pray, rather worn out from the days of helping the townsfolk and dancing around embarrassing questions about the midara, is out for an evening stroll to cool down. She wears her white cleric's cloak but keeps the hood down, politely greeting the few other wanderers she sees here and there. Eventually she comes to a stop at a noticeboard, idly bouncing on her heels as she looks over the town's news.

Pray saw on this notice board many different missing posters of people who seemed to all disappear in the area she was currently in. There were notes everywhere warning common people to steer clear of searching for them until the looming threat was taken care off. What was this threat? according to the notes a woman was spotted wearing a large diaper as well as forcing people into diapers themselves before disappearing into a abandoned daycare. an offer of 50000 gold and a free stay at the inn whenever they rewarded wanted was under them.

Pray tilts her head, squinting slightly as she takes in this information. She really ought to start checking out local news before she gets so involved in her work, but it's easy to get carried away. Regardless, she feels a strong urge to look into this if people are going missing, and she feels a morbid curiosity about what all that 'diaper' stuff is about. (Not to mention how much charity she could do with 50000 gold, if somehow she helped the town solve the issue.)

Perked up, now with one part determination and one part butterflies in her belly, Pray turns to head towards that abandoned daycare. She doesn't quite expect to find anybody- if the threat is so out-in-the-open, surely somebody would've tried to target them by now, she feels- but she can scope the place out and maybe find some more information.

Her search had begun while she had no idea she had already been in the sight of a cerain midara who was already texting her friends about a new baby girl she'll train for them. As Pray got close to the daycare she swore she could hear moaning and males as well as females begging a mommy for more. This must be the place the missing people were at.

Coming to a pause, Pray briefly listens to the sounds from the daycare, a blush forming on her cheeks. Her expectation that nobody would be around has been thwarted immediately- she seems to be heading into danger.
Pray quickly weighs her options. She could go run and gather help- obviously the best choice- but she does want to take a look at what's going down first. She could sneak around to try finding a back or side entrance- but, with the place so out in the open- and so noisy- they're probably expecting folks to be creeping around, surely. No, the counterintuitive/unexpected option is probably the best: after pulling up her hood, Pray quietly walks up to the front door, intending to crack it open and peek her head in if it's unlocked.

As she walked up Pray heard giggling and a faint "Is she a new one?" as she cracked open the door. As she stuck her head in she was surprised to see the room filled with large midara all of which looked like your stereotypical mother to her dismay she was quickly noticed by one who called out "Oh look a cutie decided to come straight to us! Maybe poppy already trained this one before she got her daycare!~"

Pray promptly shuts the door and puts a hand to her forehead. She's- rather outmatched, clearly. Her heart is pounding after suddenly being confronted by so many women.
Time to weigh options again. She could just start walking away like nothing's wrong, and probably get jumped. Or she could yell for help and immediately get jumped. She's almost certainly being attacked one way or another, so- she may as well try her luck on the option where she knows what to expect.

Pray opens the door again, head bowed demurely, allowing the hood to obscure her face. "Hello, everybody... Poppy told me- um, somebody is hurt, yes?" This 'Poppy' probably isn't here, with the way that woman mentioned her- perhaps, with her cleric's clothing and some luck, Pray can convincingly act like she's here on duty. Slightly lower odds of attack, until she finds a better way to escape.

Trick-72(success)

The midara look at her and nod "Oh poppy went and got someone to help angela's little baby! Okay cutie follow me and i'll take you to them. And make sure to hold my hand we wouldn't want someone thinking your lost~" She smiles almost predator like as she holds her hand out to Pray

Pray's head bows lower, as she hopes to keep her deep blush hidden until it subsides. "A-alright, thank you, ma'am..." She gingerly takes the woman's hand, ready to follow along. Her eyes dart around in the meantime, trying to keep track of how many midara there are, where everybody is, and especially the way back to the door. With the hood helping obscure her face, she does this as discreetly as possible-

Observe- 100 (Crit success!)

And is surprisingly able to work with enough subtlety for the act to simply appear polite and/or embarrassed.

The room seemed to have about 6 midara and 2 people to each of them as they entered a small room she saw a woman laying on a bed holding onto a second girl who had many scratches on her as well as lots of lipstick looks like they had a active night together. "Here she is her mommy got excited and scratched her a little to much so she wanted to heal her so she felt better~" the woman holding onto Pray's hand had never let go as they walked to the bedside it was weird that this woman hadn't had anybody with her...unless

The fact that she's been paired up with a midara lacking other prey isn't lost on her. She's in quite a tricky spot, and she has to act very carefully. Although the scratches on the girl are a bit worrying for the girl's sake, play of that sort isn't completely new to Pray, and the scratches are an easy fix.
Tugging her hand away from her partner, Pray gets to work on fixing up the scratches- a comforting task, handling something she is very familiar with. Within a few minutes she has patched up the worse of the scratches and easily used her magic to heal up the minor ones. Then, laying both palms on the girl, she tries something risky:

Make it Last- 93 (Fail)

Unfortunately, Pray is too nervous to follow through on the idea, and didn't manage to bring enough energy together for the spell. Unable to soothe (and potentially revive) the girl, Pray pulls her hands away, taking the hand of her partner again so as not to raise suspicion. "There you go, Angela. Please, be gentle with her from now, yes?"

(55)

The woman smiled to her and kissed Pray's cheek "You're such a good girl thank you for healing my pet~ now you should leave unless you want to join her~" she blew a kiss as she walked back to the girl who looked very excited as the woman she was holding hand with smiled "You are very skilled darling~ Now then we must wait for Poppy to return so she can give you your reward~ Come along cutie." She began to walk her towards a room off to the side next to a backdoor however it wasn't lost on her as she saw all the decorations and a small crib. this was a baby room and this woman seem to plan to make Pray stay in the crib

Pray's blush flares up again at the kiss, as well as the 'good girl' compliment. She keeps her head down so her hood can help cover the embarrassment, while she walks along with her partner. "Oh- no worries, ma'am, I don't really need a re- or, um, to be paid..."

Taking note of what might serve as an exit door, Pray glances around the new area worriedly. "I appreciate everybody's, um, hospitality, but I should be, getting to other patients..." She doesn't truly have anybody else to see tonight, but there will be others to help on other days. Getting stuck in this room with both this woman and 'Poppy' seems like it would be rather dangerous, and the room's theme along with the way she's being treated is making her feel- fluttery. Squeezing the woman's hand, Pray turns her head to look up directly at the woman, hoping her alleged responsibilities and demonstrated skill will convince the woman to let her escape.

(77)

The woman giggles at Pray and picks her up in a large hug "Aww such a cutie trying to be all responisible~ Don't worry we'll just have you patients come here and see you then we can help them relax~" She smirks at the idea as she sets Pray into the large crib and blows her a kiss "I'll go get you something to drink be a good cutie and stay put for mommy okay~" She seems to be letting her facade go as she made her intentions clear. She wanted to own Pray now. She walked away and left the young cleric alone in the baby room inside a crib she could climb out of if she tried hard enough

Pray relaxes somewhat at the comforting hug, but at the mention of people in need being brought into this place because of her, her expression darkens. She turns her head away as she's placed into the crib, feeling her heart start to pound again both due to her situation and due to the woman calling herself Mommy. She stays still as the woman leaves the room, and then-
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10-

After waiting just long enough for the woman to hopefully be a little ways out, Pray rises to her feet quickly, grabbing the crib's railing and-
Vault- 74 (Success)
-with little effort is able to pull herself over and land smoothly on the other side. She wouldn't have kept herself safe from midara this long without a good deal of agility. Walking quickly- needing to move fast without causing a lot of noise- Pray beelines towards what seemed to be a backdoor, ready to flee immediately if it does lead outside but carefully cracking it open and peeking through first to make sure.

As she creaks it open she hears soft talking outside and sees a backyard with a gate to the side which would easily bring her up front. As she looked she had no idea that the midara were watching her with a smirk as she easily broke her cover and as they waited for her to fall into their trap.

Risky and reckless as this escape may be, Pray didn't find any better options for escape from within the daycare- or maybe she had just overlooked them? Regardless, she's committed herself to running away now: trying to run away from the back of the place, rather than loop around front and put herself in the same situation she started in. Pray notices the gate, but-

Perceive- 88 (Crit success!)

-whereas that would probably put her out front again, she sees a different part of the fence (or perhaps a separate wall? She's not picky) she could scale relatively easily, letting her flee without needing to stick close to the building and all the midara. It'd probably be best to also survey the yard, making sure she was giving a wide berth to the midara around- but Pray hasn't the time for that, so she just makes a mad dash to try reaching and climbing the enclosure in time.

64
As she runs out she is quick to notice what the small chatter was. It was a large woman who walked around the corner and ended up with Pray right between her breasts as she hugged her "Oh my and who are you cutie? Are you the girl who said i sent you here?" She giggled as pray realized this was Poppy and she seemed to have guessed exactly where she was going. What would she do now that she was being hugged by this woman

Pray-29 *bind"
Poppy-30

With a squeal as she's suddenly grabbed, and a whimper as she realizes she's been hugged, Pray is quick to try to escape-

Struggle- 42, 12 (Two dice required due to 'Smothered in General'- Success)

-and she manages to squirm free of the hold, dancing back a few steps as she takes in the appearance of the new woman. She's shocked for a few seconds, blinking at the motherly figure contrasted with the babyish attire. Her cheeks turn an adorable shade of red.
"Um... Yes. I wanted to- help the girl with Angela..."
She feels that she should continue fleeing, but running into Poppy put her all off kilter. She glances around anxiously, knowing that this confrontation could go badly very quickly if the other midara were to appear.

Pray- 29
Poppy- 30

Childish kiss - 45(fail)

Poppy looked at the girl and smiled "Aw such a good girl for her soon to be mommies~ I'll make sure to help you get changed and to your real mommy. Now be a good girl and come to me~" She opens her arms motioning Pray to her


Pray-29
Poppy-30

Mode of Enslavement- "Mommy"

Pray exhales shakily, feeling all fluttery again as Poppy makes it clear she's going to mommydom the frazzled cleric. Not only that, but she spoke of all the women inside as her 'mommies', as if they're all going to pamper her if she gives in...

Pray rubs at her face for a moment, trying to regain focus. She should be escaping! Maybe she'd be better off if she could just take some control of the situation... Taking slight steps, trying to move away both from Poppy and the door back into the daycare, Pray lightly shakes her head at the offer. "Mmm- no, you need to, try harder than that, ma'am~" She punctuates this with a Wink, trying to calm herself down by being flirty.


Pray- 27, Charmed, Wink x1
Poppy- 30

I can be a mommy too-86 (Crit hit)
Poppy smiles at Pray as she walks up to her easily towering over the girl "Aww such a cutie trying to act like a big girl for mommy~ Don't worry baby mommy will take care of everything you can just be her little girl okay~" as she says this she pulls pray into a strong hug as her breasts pop out of her latex outfit "Take a big gulp for mommy~" as she said that pray couldn't stop herself from breastfeeding off the large woman

Pray-25,charmed, winkx1
Poppy-30

*Turn pass due to crit*

Perhaps goading her opponent wasn't the best idea right now- frozen like a deer in headlights, Pray can only give a wide-eyed look up to the towering Poppy before she is squeezed into another hug. What's worse, as she's pressed against Poppy's breasts and told to drink, she can't help but obey Poppy's authority, beginning to suckle like a good little girl.

At first Pray suckles with a scrunched-up expression, embarrassed about what she's being made to do. However, the warmth of the embrace and the delicious milk quickly calm her down- Poppy feels the girl begin to relax in her arms. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad to stay a while...

Pray- 23*, Wink x1, Bind
Poppy- 30

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ICBYMT Cont.

Poppy smiled down to the girl and began to stroke her hair and giggle "There's mommy's good girl just relax. We would never hurt you we just want to let you relax with us while we make you feel loved~" She continued to whisper all these things to Pray slowly witling down her will to resist


Pray-20, wink, bind
Poppy-30

Struggle- 51, 55 (Both failures)
Blissful Bind- 34, 43 (One hit, one fail)

Pray squirms lightly, moaning pitifully even as she gulps down more and more milk. She feels all gooey inside- between her hair being stroked, all the promises of love and relaxation from Poppy, and all the milk she's being not-quite-forced to drink... Not to mention the growing feeling of shame, from having been captured and pacified so easily. She wriggles against Poppy with more whimpers, not quite encouraging herself to break from the embrace, but at least being cute enough in her helplessness to delight Poppy a bit more.

Pray- 20, Wink x1, Bind
Poppy- 29