Original artwork can be found here http://www.furaffinity.net/view/16184429/ Done by the crazily talented


Star woke bleary eyed and slightly confused. It felt like she should have been awake hours ago, she reached for her alarm clock to check the time only to find that her alarm clock wasn't there, her bedside table wasn't there. She came to her senses quickly and sat up realizing she wasn't in her room. Being in the army she was used to waking up in places she didnt recognise, different exercises, different countries, different barracks...
But this wasn't anything she was prepared for. She was in some sort of playschool or preschool. She stood and winced noticing for the first time the All in one sleeper suit she was wearing and the unmistakable crinkle underneath. She waggled her hips experimentally and grimaced recognising the damp clamminess. She grabbed for the zip to discover there wasnt one. She had to get it off somehow, she was in wet diapers and that meant it was only a matter of time before a rash developed.
reaching round the back she felt the cool metal of the zip and gave it a tug. It didn't budge. It seemed locked in place.
Stranger and stranger.
But what was strangest still was as she looked around the room there was no door. There HAD to be a door. How did all the stuff get in here, how did SHE get in here? She moved to the window pulling at the curtains and looked through at the dizzying drop below. She looked over the city her view higher than most of the other buildings. A penthouse suite perhaps? She tried searching the city for recognizable landmarks. It looked foreign to her. How had she got here. Who was responsible.
She rubbed at her arms goosebumps running through her fur causing her to fluff up. Had she been kidnapped? To what purpose?

"Ahh Ms Bryce, You're awake"

The voice rang out overhead startling the corporal, her ears flattened back as she backed herself into a corner.

"Who are you? Why am I here?" She yelled up to the ceiling trying to locate the speaker system but unable to locate any obvious equipment. Her questions were simply met with a dark chuckle, her blood ran cold.

"All in good time kitten, All in good time."

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...... I may or may not continue this I have ideas I might get more pics and continue the story that way.