What about flipping that scenario around? If you had to get kidnapped by a celebrity or celebrities who would it be?
Here's my full scenario:
My kidnapping would occur in the winter months, late on when it’s dark outside with nobody around to assist me. Everybody has their blinds closed or curtains drawn and is minding their own business inside their own homes. It would be carried out by the women below, Hayley McQueen, Kirsty Gallagher and Natalie Sawyer.

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I come home from a late night run and stop outside my front door. Pausing to catch my breath I look around and notice a dark van parked in the closest visitor space to my house. Thinking nothing of it I turned to face my door, bending down to undo my laces I hear a noise that sounds like a car door opening but it doesn’t worry me. Why should it?
Fishing my key from the rear pocket of my shorts I unlock the door and make my way in, slipping off my trainers. Before I can turn around there is a push in my back, there is such force to it that the momentum propels me forward into the house. I quickly realise that I am being attacked and I feel several pairs of hands wrestle me to the ground. I react by flailing my arms but a combination of their superior position and the fact that they seem to be wearing thick down padded clothing renders them useless. In the panic of the situation I am confused but I hear a voice ask a question about using chloroform, a second replies in the negative something about not wanting to carry me, just gag me quickly. It was then that I noticed that the voices were female. I stop flailing my arms as despite the situation a reflex kicks in about not hitting women. This gives them the upper hand and the opportunity to wrench both my arms behind my back. I am about to protest but any noise is silenced by a thick cloth being forced into my mouth, quickly a thick wad of cotton wool is placed over my mouth and a silk scarf tied tightly over this to keep it in place. I then feel something smooth circle my wrists and bind them behind my back. A voice then tells Natalie to head to the bedroom and get set up and they will bring me along. I crane my neck in time to get a first look at my attacker and see a dark haired woman wearing a full length down jacket walking toward my bedroom carrying two large compression bags. My other attacker’s keep me held down for a couple of minutes and satisfied that I have been subdued hands pull me to my feet and march me toward the bedroom, one on each side.
One of my attackers talks to me saying that they aren’t going to hurt me and it will be easier if I just cooperate. Nothing bad is going to happen, somebody just needs me out of the way for a while. I am lead into the bedroom and pushed onto the bed landing awkwardly with my bound hands beneath my back. The woman that I assume to be the leader keeps talking to me about how she would unite my hands but people tend to fight at the next bit, more out of embarrassment. She is handed a pair of scissors and I instantly recoil but she says that it is only for my clothes. One gently holds me down as they cut off my shorts and top then remove my socks. Next they produce a large thick adult diaper. Purely practical the leader explains. I will be bound for a significant period and they don’t want any issues with toilet breaks. I instantly begin to struggle but between them they manage to secure the diaper on me. As the diaper is being applied I look across at Natalie and note that she has produced a down suit like the one below from one of the compression bags. I assumed that this is for me. The two other attackers; wait not attackers I was to be kept out of the way so they were kidnappers rolled me onto my front and untied my wrists. I sensed that this would be my only chance of escape and tried to fight and resist but they were expecting this and with a bit of effort the three women manage to get me into the down suit. It has built in large mitts so my hands became useless. I watch on helplessly, resigned to my fate as two of the women use a number of restraints to bind my wrists, ankles and other parts of my body.

I look across and discover that the second compression sack contained what I could only describe as a custom made thick bondage sleeping bag like the one pictured below. Lastly I am stuffed into the thick bondage sleeping bag and am completely engulfed within it as the zipper is done all the way up.

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I appreciate this is pretty detailed but probably like a lot of the members I have spent some time thinking about thi