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Housewife number 377

By: Kiki Kalani

Warning: Identity removal

"W-where am I?"

Kiki let out a groggy moan, the tropical vixen's head still throbbing as she barely began to regain consciousness. She could barely remember what had happened after her shift ended - she just remembered someone calling her name and a sharp pain in the back of her neck, then nothing.

"Looks like she is finally waking up - hurry and get the equipment ready."

A stern female voice suddenly caught the fox's attention as she tried to move her head only to find that it, along with most of her body, was tightly bound to a cold metallic table. All she could do was twist her head just enough to see the top of a head bobbing around behind her, big round ears flicking in annoyance as other voices and the clatter of feet mixed in Kiki's still muddled mind.

"I said hurry"

"Where am I!? W-who are you?!" The vixen finally found her voice, nearly screaming the questions as fear gripped her mind with the returning awareness.

It wasn't but a few seconds after that a mouse would come into view, wearing a formal looking suit - its only defining feature among the monogamous and bland black being a red armband with a strange symbol within it. She was looking down at the vixen with a cold expression, hands tapping lightly against the metal table as she waited in silence.

"A-answer me! I-w-where am I!?"

The vixen again pleaded for a response, eyes darting around now as activity continued to happen around her - she wasn't able to see any of it until a whirring noise cause her attention. From above her a few mechanic arms began to lower, one in particular held a semi-transparent visor-like screen that stopped a few inches over her face while the rest moved out of view across various points of her body.

"I suppose our newest product will deserve some explanation..." The mouse spoke again, now mostly obscured by the large screen. "This facility specializes in creating quality merchandise from utter trash."

"W-wha-I-I don't understand."

"We make perfect housewives for those within the party that can pay." The mouse chuckled softly in response to the vixen's confusion - her own gaze of sadistic glee hidden.

The vixen couldn't respond before the screen in front of her came to life, a white flash nearly blinding her as a loading bar displayed - quickly reaching its end as the eye-straining bright white was replaced with alternating red and black swirls that seemed to ebb and flow towards the center. It drew in her gaze almost instantly, only briefly breaking from her enthrallment as she felt a hand grip each side of her head gently to urge her to stay her gaze.

"We have a perfect track record so far, you won't be an exception."

Words started to flash quickly on the screen, just too fast for the vixen to consciously read. 'Relax. No thoughts. Listen and obey'

Each second that passed she could feel her thoughts slowing, those commands bouncing around in the back of her mind as they slowly wormed their way towards the surface. All she was left to do was whimper, still half-heartedly trying to struggle at her bindings with what little awareness she had managed to break from the swirl's hold.

"You will obey everything I say." The mouse spoke again now, her voice joining the words flashing on the screen. "It is important that you listen."

"Im-n-nn...important...t-to...listen..." Kiki's ears flicked as she felt the words worm their way into her mind, echoing in her thoughts. Words on the screen continuing to tell her to listen, to relax, to stop thinking.

"I'm going to make you a proper housewife, understand?"

"Y-yes..." It was getting harder and harder for the vixen to think by the second, the words flashing and burning into her mind - telling her to just listen mindlessly to the mouse.

"Good, your mind and body are going to be altered. Everything that makes you, you...all that trash...will be replaced."

The vixen could feel a slight pain throughout her body as a dull whirring noise pierced through her trance. The various machines were starting to change her body, though she was barely aware. Barely anything more than a dull sensation of pain or tingling would reach her mind as various needles shot into her side or strange combs coated in foul-smelling chemicals would run through her fur. Even her face wasn't spared, though great pains were taken to keep her eyes clear and focused on that spiral - though with each passing second her breaking free was less of a possibility.

"Do you feel that? We are already starting." After a brief pause the mouse spoke. "It feels so good. Don't you think so?"

"M-I...y..." The words echoed in her head, the tingling pain slowly twisting in her mind to an almost pleasant sensation. "Y-yes..."

The machines were well on their way now, more injections pushing into her body as it started to slowly shift. Chemicals working into her fur and skin started to sap the color from her fur slowly, once vibrant colors just starting to fade slowly. She just barely felt her breasts tingle as they grew, increasing a cup size within a matter of minutes. Each small change came with those words echoing in her head about how good it felt, each change reinforcing the twist to pleasure that much more.

"We need to work on that mind though..." The hands left her face briefly as a comb ran over her cheeks, chemicals quickly soaking into her fur and making her thoughts haze. "I am going to teach you how to be a good housewife. You will listen and obey."

"L-listen...obey."

"First, we need to get rid of everything...your former life, former job, memories, opinions...name..." The mouse's hands returned, gently stroking the vixen's cheeks. "Feel them all start to fade away as I count down."

The vixen let out a soft whimper in reply, barely able to think - a tiny voice in her mind screaming out to resist. She couldn't break free from her trance though, couldn't stop looking at that spiral as the words flashing burned into her mind and told her to just listen and obey. She had to listen and obey, she had to relax and let her thoughts slowly disappear under the onslaught from both the spiral and women above her.

"10, seeing all your memories, all your opinions, your entire life start to gather before you."

The vixen followed suit with the words as the countdown started, picturing everything laid out in front of her in the vastness of her mind, all those echoing thoughts pushing against her and corralling them even more.

"9, All gathered there, slowly you start to see some fade, dissolving into nothing slowly." The vixen whimpered, seizing up a bit as fear tried to break through to her to little avail. She could see some of the thoughts start to fade, blurring over before giving way into vast emptiness.

"8, thoughts still fading, forgetting them forever as they vanish." The vixen again tensed up as a pit started to grow in her stomach. As each memory slowly dissolved she could feel herself lose them, one by one.

"7, You want them to fade away, love watching them disappear." The vixen felt the pit start to grow, the voice in her mind screaming even louder in agony - just barely drowned out by the mouse's soothing voice.

"6, feels so good to let go, to them the memories fade." Kiki felt her mind's grip on the thoughts start to loosen, the fear that had gripped her at watching them fade starting to itself disappear into the darkness of her mind. It started to feel so calm, so relaxing to watch the inky blackness slowly consume everything that she was.

"5, memories fading faster now, melting away" The blackness started to consume everything faster - the vixen's mind growing lighter by the second as the burden of the memories was lifted. The fear was almost completely gone now, the pit replaced with a pleasant feeling in her chest.

"4, Forgetting everything, your name, your opinion, education...even your childhood" The bigger memories started to go now, a blur being cast over them as they slowly left her.

"3, Feeling so good to let those go, feeling so good to forget." A smile came across the vixen's face. She had barely noticed it though, or the tears streaming down her cheeks. She watched with nothing but joy as the memories continued to fade, more and more of her being lost forever with each passing second.

"2, Almost nothing left now" The bundle of memories got smaller and smaller, dissolving more quickly as the vixen's smile grew. It felt so good, she couldn't believe how much she was enjoying watching herself fade - only mindless bliss left in the wake of the darkness.

"1, the last few memories disappearing into darkness" Finally the last few memories were engulfed, obscured from the vixen's mind, taken from her.

"Nothing left now...no more thoughts, no more memories, no more opinions, no more you." She had nothing left but that blackness, barely a few idle thoughts trying to burst through the surface as flashes of light like exploding stars.

The mouse repeated the process after a few minutes - over and over again until when she asked the vixen to gather all her memories there was nothing to gather. It was only then that she stopped, only then that she reveled with a sadistic pleasure at the vixen's now dead eyes. There was nothing left of Kiki, only a mindless body ripe for being reprogrammed.

Even the vixen's body itself had been transformed beyond recognition. Her hips had widened, a slight hourglass figure replacing her former appearance. Plump lips sat curled on her lips as flowing faded blonde locks of curled hair dangled from the table. Her entire coat had lost its color as well, faded into monochromic shades of grey from head to tail. Almost every trace of her individuality had been removed to make way for her new life to begin.

"Good...Your name is Housewife number 377." The mouse's voice changed from its former soothing tone to a sterner commanding one. "You are to keep that name until your buyer says otherwise, understand?"

"Yes." The vixen spoke in a monotone voice, all emotion gone from her words, all life drained from her speech.

"Good, what is your name?"

"Housewife number 377." Not even a hint of resistance sounded in the vixen's voice or mind. The mouse's words was all she knew.

"Again."

"Housewife number 377."

"Very good. You are not a person, you are a product. Understand?" The mouse grinned again, removing her hands from the vixen's cheeks.

"Yes, I am not a person, I am a product." Again, the vixen mindlessly echoed the words.

"No! You will not refer to yourself as 'I', you will refer to yourself as housewife number 377. Again!"

"Housewife number 377 is not a person. Housewife number 377 is a product."

"Good, you are to be a good housewife for whomever buys you. You are to cook, clean, and obey." The mouse calmed a bit, watching the vixen's eyes fade even more as the mechanical arms finally lifted from her body - leaving only the screen in front of her face.

"Housewife number 377 is a good housewife. Housewife number 377 cooks, cleans, and obeys." The new orders imprinted on the vixen's empty mind, soaking up the mouse's words like a sponge.

"You have no rights. You are just a product to be sold and used." The screen lifted from the vixen now, she wouldn't need it anymore. "You are to obey whomever buys you without question until you are thrown away. Your entire purpose is to be a housewife...you have always been a housewife, and you will always be nothing more than a housewife."

"Housewife number 377 is nothing more than a housewife. Housewife number 377 will never be more than a housewife." The mouse smiled once more, a big sadistic grin as the clamps that had held the vixen down were released and she was pulled to her feet.

"One last question before we put you out to auction...do you know who Kiki is?"

The vixen's face twisted with confusion as she shook her head. "Housewife number 377 does not know who Kiki is."

"Very good, it's time to put you on auction - come on."

The vixen happily followed as the confusion faded. She didn't give a second thought to the strange name - she was just a product, and products needed to be sold.

The End