FSE

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Bunny Rescue

By Horatio Husky

Chapter 1

Was it in this hallway that I dropped him? No it couldn't have been... that was when I was trying to hide him from the tour guide when she kept teasing me about him. But what if I did accidentally drop him then?

Sunny, a fourteen year old clad in a blue skirt and pink t-shirt, strode anxiously and almost furtively down the hallways of the automated nursery she and her family had finished touring just a few hours before.

She still didn't understand why she had to be dragged along on such a strange venture, true her father was the CEO of a company specializing in infantile supplies and garments but they were on vacation.

Why does he always insist on bringing work to every aspect of our lives? She thought to herself, perturbed, as she continued to hastily walk down the various hallways of the institution.

During the day it had been brightly lit up, with large pastel colored walls and various mechanical hands hanging from the ceiling, inanimate except for when the tour guide switched them on to demonstrate various tasks that they were capable of.

Now as she walked as silently as she could through the corridors, it was eerily dark, causing the hairs on her arms and the back of her neck to stand up. The lights had been dimmed, presumably to save power and cast long shadows as she progressed through the facility.

The tour guide had kept smirking at Sunny when she showed off the arms' capabilities, such as changing diapers, feeding, clothing, comforting infants, and a few other choice options.

Sunny had given her best "very funny" expression to her, but could not help but blush occasionally. It was true that she was a little stout for a teenager, and her childish outfit and stuffed animal companion did little to make her seem her age.

It didn't help that she had asked a question, later on in the tour, to what she thought was the back of the tour guide. It turned out to be the back of a synthetic nanny, who had turned around and asked her quite sweetly if she had lost her parents.

She blushed a bright crimson, and quickly scampered away over to the tour group before anyone had noticed her blunder.

The tour had gone on for what felt like ages, until they had finally departed to the great relief of Sunny. She had felt as if some of the robots there were sizing her up when they turned their heads to look at the group.

She had the distinct feeling that they might have seen her as more similar to the charges they were designed to take care of than the actual teenager that she was.

This thought weighed heavily upon her as her fast-walking now turned to running, and she began to sprint around the facility. She passed a large looking nursery filled with various empty cribs, a changing room, a large kitchen, and various other storage rooms filled with everything that an infant might need, from stacks upon stacks of diapers to onesies, sleepers, stuffed animals, and pacifiers.

She halted abruptly in front of one of these rooms, and tentatively walked inside. A basket containing various ragged looking stuffed animals was placed in the corner. And peeking out between a stuffed elephant and raccoon, her beloved bunny stuffie poked its head out, ears flopping forward over its face.

"Bunny!" she exclaimed, and rushed over to delicately pull him out of the pile of plushies. Upon freeing him she hugged him close, closing her eyes tightly as her anxieties and fears of potentially not finding him were washed away.

"Those robots must have put you away or something! Thank you goodness I found you I was scared I'd never see you again!"

The stuffed rabbit did not respond, but upon gazing lovely upon his neutral visage Sunny knew that if he could he would be smiling too.

Suddenly, behind the teeanger the sound of footsteps started echoing through the normally eerily silent facility.

Crap! That must be one of the maintenance bots!

In a panic Sunny looked around, and quickly developing a plan she quickly scurried over to a pile of conveniently placed life size dolls. She did her best raggedy Ann impression, and tried to slow down her breathing as her heart rate spiked upon seeing that the automated being had entered the room.

Cart wheels squeaked past her as the bot continued along its way, until it suddenly halted a few feet away from Sunny.

Although she didn't open her eyes, she felt the bot looking at her. A whirring sound came from the robot, before in a surprisingly realistic feminine voice it announced.

"Hmm... That's odd, one of the dolls is out of place. I'll have to report this management error to the robotics team. Up you go now."

Sunny suddenly felt herself being lifted up by the robotic maid, and before she could even have a chance to struggle she was unceremoniously dumped into the cart and quickly covered with various other dolls and clothes.

Sunny tried moving but found that she was incapictated, and could only wiggle around and squeak lamely for help as she felt herself being transported by the bot. She grunted with the effort, realizing that she might have fallen too deep into the pile of clothes and dolls contained in the cart for her to be able to free herself.

It must have been only a few minutes of travel, but in the girl's racing mind it felt like they went on forever.

Her world shifted, and she cried out loud in fear as she felt herself being moved from the cart. She found herself being dumped into a metal shoot along with the other dolls and scrambled to try and escape it.

It was no use, down she went slipping and sliding and clinging to her bunny for dear life.

"OOMF!"

Sunny felt herself thud against something firm and plastic in nature, with something much harder beneath it. She reached over with her free hand and rubbed her backside, disoriented as she looked around to see where she had landed.

Before she could properly get her bearings the floor beneath her suddenly started to move with a jolt, and she looked down to see that she had alighted on some sort of conveyor belt.

The area around her was dimly lit, but she was just able to make out other dolls on similar conveyor belts near her being transported down towards a myriad of mechanical arms hanging from the ceiling as well as a large metal tube at the end of the conveyor belts.

Before she could push herself off of the moving material beneath her she entered the tube, which was dimly illuminated with various red lights.

Suddenly something grabbed her arm, and she screamed with terror and surprise. Looking over at the offender she saw that it was one of the mechanical arms looking both realistic and synthetic at the same time with a black, carbon sheet.

She glanced up to see that it was attached to a sort of rail system on the ceiling of the metal tube, with several more rails for what she presumed to be for multiple arms.

She continued to yell this time in anger and indignation as more arms began to grab her.

They pushed her down by her limbs and torso, apparently not caring in the slightest at her struggles and screams. To her horror they began picking at her clothes, sliding her various garments off of her.

"Let me go, you absolute perverts! Stop! Help! Anybody!"

Her pleas for help were to no avail, but the arms weren't interested in having her naked for long. Pushing her onto her back she felt something soft and thick being laid between her legs and underneath her bottom.

Looking down she saw with utter confusion that she was being placed into a white, thick diaper. One of the arms poured baby powder onto her diaper area causing her to sneeze and cough as she accidentally inhaled some of the sweet smelling material.

Another arm descended down as well, clutching a container of diaper rash cream. It began to generous lather itself with the substance before rubbing it onto the girl as well, she gasped as the cold gel touched her bare skin.

Her cheeks reddened and she found herself sputtering with embarrassment, no longer able to form coherent cries. A diaper? What kind of dolls wear diapers? What kind of place are they even running here? Do they think I'm a baby?!

She tried to place a well aimed kick on one of the arms attempting to place her in such an infantile garment, but before she could do so she was practically blinded by a spray being shot at her from a can held by one of the arms. Several other arms started to attack her with the strange liquid latex like substance as well, and she struggled as hard as she could against the arms holding her down.

Before she had realized that they had finished dousing her in the strange smelling liquid the arms were once more dressing her up in her previous garments, this time with the addition of the diaper instead of her underwear.

They smoothed the clothes over her, tucking her shirt into her skirt and ensuring that she was properly dressed and looking presentable, even retying the bunny hair ties back into her hair. She felt one of the arms comb through her hair thoroughly, and she tried jerking her head away from her, only to find that the arm had no trouble keeping up with her thrashing to continue to groom her.

At last the arms released her, and one of them offered her stuffed animal back to her, which in the tussle she realized she had lost once more. Still continuing on the conveyor belt she snatched her beloved plushie from the arm with a pout, and attempted to sit up.

After the arms released her she thought she could finally heave herself off of the moving plastic strip. Now the tube had ended and she seemed to be in an area similar to where she had landed after falling through from the cart. As she was mentally preparing herself for the fall she was once more thrust into the open air.

The wind rushed out of her as she collapsed on top of yet another cart full of life sized dolls, letting out a loud gasp.

Feeling exhausted and utterly dazed from what she had gone through, she struggled pathetically to move herself over the unsturdy dolls. She clutched her bunny close to her breast until at last she pulled herself over the edge of the cart and landed on the floor, this time landing on her diaper, which did a nice job of cushioning her fall.

She stood up unsteadily, and tried to peel off the embarrassing undergarment from herself.

Nothing. She frowned, and then attempted to lift off her shirt or her skirt. They too seemed to be unable to move. She examined herself closely, and saw that her skin and clothes now seemed to have a distinct gleam.

No... Not glowing... Why am I so... shiny?

Having no mirror at hand to properly inspect herself she peered at herself from all angles, confirming that she now seemed to be adorned with a glossy sheen that covered her entire body.

Did... Did they just turn me into a doll? And why can't I take my clothes off, is this some sort of glue or something?

Bunny didn't stick to her like her clothes did, so she realized that the machine must have clothed her before the apparently fast acting adhesive had gotten a chance to dry.

She didn't feel like a doll, she felt like her normal self. She only had the appearance of a doll, and no matter what she did to her clothes they only would stretch off of her before snapping back into place.

Great, this'll be fun to explain to my parents. That is, if I can actually get out of here to be able to tell them what happened.

She looked around the vast room that she was now in, completely disoriented as to where in the large facility she had been taken to. To her dismay she realized that she was thoroughly lost, and would probably have to wander around to find her exit.

Looks like I'm definitely going to be late for dinner tonight... Sunny thought to herself grimly. Stepping over a doll that had fallen down from the cart along with her, she set out to blunder through the automated nursery to find her way out.