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Had she fallen asleep for years and woken up on the terraformed Mars?
    No. That theory didn’t explain the purple birds.
    Her gaze swept around the room again. She spotted a small table with four chairs, and beyond that what appeared to be a hospital bed with medical instruments on a shelf nearby. A lamp and several other gadgets hung from the ceiling above the bed. Memories struggled to resurface as she stared at the hospital bed. Tall shadows stood above her, holding her down while a light shined in her face. She was poked and prodded until every last part of her body was thoroughly explored, even her pussy and her bottom hole. She closed her eyes and shook her head, trying to vanquish the memories of being restrained and examined by strangers that left her flushing despite herself.
    Continuing her observation of her surroundings, she looked down at herself. She was wearing what appeared to be a nightie. It was white with pink ruffles adorning the bottom, and it only reached mid-thigh. She felt along the curves of her body, searching for an injury or any other clues that might shed light upon her predicament. When she touched her bottom, the bulk of something beneath her nightie startled her. Lifting up the fabric, she inspected what she hoped was underwear, only to discover she was wearing what appeared to be a cloth diaper.
    She started to tear it off, then stopped. Better to keep it on for modesty’s sake until she had more appropriate attire. Gazing across the room, she spotted a door. She gripped the edge of the crib and hoisted one leg over, intending to crawl out. Whoever—or whatever—was keeping her here was obviously crazy. She needed to escape and find Erik.
    The door opened and Carmen froze with one leg dangling out of the crib. A tall, regal-looking creature walked inside. Not human. Holy shit. Not human! The alien appeared very humanlike though, with two legs and two arms. Clearly a female, with long, blue-streaked brown hair and large breasts that were encased within her white gown. Her eyes were larger than a human’s though, and set wider apart in her face.
    “Who are you?” Carmen demanded. She tried to move her other leg over the crib, but the woman swatted her diaper-clad bottom and shook her head. Rage and disbelief combined, and Carmen felt her face redden. “I said who are you? And where is Erik?”
    The alien woman scowled at her, shook her head again, and pointed at the mattress. Carmen knew the woman wanted her to get back into bed, but that wasn’t going to happen. Not without a fight. She pretended like she was about to lie down, then once the sternness on the woman’s face disappeared, Carmen jumped over the edge of the crib with the swiftness and skill of a practiced runner leaping over a hurdle.
    Heart pounding in her ears, she headed for the door, and collided with it. She pounded on the solid surface, trying to get the blasted thing to open. There was no handle or any buttons, and before she could attempt to pry it open, strong hands gripped her shoulders and spun her around. The sternness had returned to the alien woman’s face. After another shake of her head, the woman turned Carmen to her side and bent her over slightly, then delivered several sharp swats to her diaper-covered bottom. Continued struggles only earned her some even sharper swats to the backs of her unprotected thighs.
    Carmen cursed and wrenched out of the woman’s strong hold, putting space between them before turning around to stare at the alien. What the hell was going on? Nothing made sense. Perhaps she was still floating in space, delusional from a lack of oxygen. A pinch to her arm didn’t rouse her, and she backed against the wall as the young, attractive alien approached.
    “Please tell me where Erik is.”
    The alien cocked her head and narrowed her startling blue eyes, and with a sinking heart Carmen realized they didn’t share a language. She peered out the nearest window. The purple birds