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Jamie groaned. His head hurt and his ears were ringing. He reached for his blanket, trying to pull it up over his head. "Huh?" His eyes finally fluttered open after he unsuccessfully tried to find it for a few seconds. His room was dark and had a weird metallic smell to it. And why was his bed so hard. He pushed his torso up with the help of his arms. He wasn't lying in his bed at all. He wasn't even in his room. The mouse jumped to his feet with a frightened squeak. By now his eyes had adjusted a little to the darkness surrounding him. He was standing in a featureless cubical room about ten feet wide on every side. He couldn't even make out a door. "W-where am I?" he asked himself. When he got nervous he often spoke to himself. It helped calm his nerves.

The last thing he remembered was walking home after he had gone out shopping for some new decorations for his room. He had picked up a string of colorful fairy lights he had intended to hang around his balcony door and one of those weird indoor fountains made from a geode. "Ouch?" He touched his head, flinching as he touched a sore spot right behind his ear. He sat down on the floor in one corner of the room, nervously clutching his tail in his hands. He searched his pockets. At least he was still wearing his clothes. A pair of slim fit jeans and a t-shirt with a "GAMER GIRL BATHWATER Energy Drink" logo on it. Though his hoodie seemed to be gone. It was one of his favorite items of clothing, with characters from one of his favorite shows about of group of imps in hell on it. After a few seconds he pulled out his phone. It was still intact, but he didn't have a signal. At least he could use the light from the screen to illuminate the room a little. It really was almost completely featureless, except for a small vent on the top part of the wall to his right. The room seemed to be made from some sort of metal though he couldn't tell what kind. "H-hello? Is anybody there?" He listened for an answer.

After what felt like at least ten minutes, but probably wasn't more than thirty seconds of total silence he unlocked his phone again. The clock showed the thirteenth of June, 03:42 am. That was about eight hours after he had last checked his phone. "Crap?" he muttered, opening Telegram. He pulled up the chat with one of his best friends, a donkey boy named Xote. "Xote, I hope this message gets to you. Listen, I'm somewhere? I don't know where I am, shit someone must have kidnapped me and? you must send help, dude! Have the police track my phone or something, I don't know, but do something!" He did the same thing with two more friends, Kawa and Lauren, leaving them almost the exact same message, but the app displayed a network error with all three messages.

"Fuck. Fuck. FUCK" Jamie hadn't panicked before, but now he was filled with terror. It was 04:14 now and still nothing had happened. No sounds, no contact to the outside world, nothing. At least he wasn't cold. Actually, the room seemed to have gotten warmer over the last few hours. He just sat there in the corner trying to somehow get a message to the outside, but no luck?

Two hours later he was still just sitting there. So far nothing had happened so he just sat there playing Plague Inc. At least he tried to, but he was too nervous.

Another hour later he was just sitting there again. His battery was getting low and with no battery he would never be able to reach anyone on the outside so he had dimmed the screen to the lowest possible setting and just looked at the clock every five minutes or so. It was 07:59 now and still? nothing.

Then, right as the clock his 08:00 the light came on. Jamie screamed in shock and closed his eyes. He felt like he had just gotten flashbanged. Somehow even his ears were ringing from the sudden light. The whole ceiling of the room seemed to be illuminated now in a cold, white light. Slowly Jamie stood up, his stiff limbs aching a bit. Next came a soft chime from an unseen speaker. It sounded like some wind chimes. The next thing he heard was a mechanic sounding voice. "Good morning, test subject and welcome to day one of your conversion. Please be so nice and tell me your name."

Jamie blinked a few times. "What?"

"Please be so nice and tell me your name."

Jamie stood there flabbergasted. "What the hell?"

"Please be so nice and tell me your name."

The lavender mouse was silent for a few seconds. "No?"

"Please be so nice and tell me your name."

Jamie rubbed the spot on his muzzle right between the eyes. "Fuck you."

"Please be so nice and tell me your name."

He groaned, sitting back down. "Fine! My name's Crash! Crash Bandicoot!"

The voice remained silent for a few seconds before the speaker came back to live again. "Error to comply. Delinquency noted." Then it went silent again. Jamie just sat there. He couldn't believe this! What the hell was going on here. He looked at his phone again. 07:10. "Hey, weird computer voice?"

"Yes, sweetie?"

Jamie furrowed his brows. He really hadn't expected an answer. "Where am I?"

"You are in your room, located inside of the facility."

"What facility?"

"Just the facility, sweetie."

"Stop calling me sweetie. It's weird."

"No can do, sweetie?"

Jamie cocked his head sideways. Was the robot voice sassing him? "Okay, but why am I here?"

"The facility collects promising subjects and helps them become what they were destined for."

"What, like Xavier's school for gifted youngsters?" He snarked.

"No, not at all. Though you are something very special, sweetie." Right after the robot voice finished its sentence the wind chimes sounded again flowed by another announcement from the robot voice. "It is 07:15. Babymaker deployed."

"BABYWHAT!?" Jamie jumped to his feet. This time the robot voice kept quiet. Just a few seconds later a third of one of the walls disappeared. In just the blink of an eye it sank to the ground, revealing a levitating robot. It's base was a hemisphere with the round side pointing downwards from which a thin body emerged. It almost looked like a single cable, but as thick as Jamie's arm, if not thicker. The robot had four arms of itself, all ending in a cartoony looking hand that looked like one of the gloves Mickey Mouse would wear. Finally, its head looked like a flat screen monitor. Jamie pressed his back against the wall on the opposite side of the room, keeping as far away from the pastel pink robot as possible.

"Go away."

The robot came closer.

"I mean it!"

The robot stretched his arms out.

When it was only a few feet away Jamie ducked and darted off the side, trying to slip past the robot. He managed to avoid the first grabbing hand, but the second got as hold of his pants right at the pocked. "NO!" Jamie screamed and kept pushing on. With a loud tearing sound the pocket ripped clean off the pants. For once he was happy he shopped at the discount store. He darted straight to the opening in the wall, the robot slowly turning around behind him. Only a few inches were between him and freedom now!

Then everything went black for a second and his world was filled with pain. The door had shot close again and he had run straight into the metal wall. Wincing he held his muzzle and rubbed his sore nose his visdion slowly returning. Then he felt a hand grip each of his wrists. He robot had gotten a hold of him and lifted him into the air by his wrists. "No! Let go of me!" Jamie struggled, trying to break free but the soft hands holding his wrists were incredibly strong. The robot pulled him closer, his face almost touching the screen now. Suddenly it flashed to life, showing a pixelated cat face. It looked like ATARI graphics only with more colors. Maybe a few more pixels.

"Hey there! I'm Catherine, your very own Babymaker! CATherine, get it?" Jamie just hung there. He kicked at the robot. "WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS PLACE!?" The rooms robot voice sounded again. "Delinquency noted." "OH, NOW YOU TALK AGAIN!" Jamie kicked the robot again. He winced as pain shot through his foot. "Calm down" Catherine said. Her pixel mouth moved along with her talking. "Let's just get this over with as fast as possible. The steward AI informed me you hadn't told it your name. That was not very polite of you. Would you tell it to me? Pretty please?"

"GO FUCK YOURSELF!"

"Delinquency noted."

"YOU GO FUCK YOURSELF TOO!"

"Delinquency noted."

Jamie groaned, his body becoming limp in Catherine's grasp. "Righty ho, if you don't want to tell me I'll just have to find out myself." Catherine said with a peppy voice. Her other two arms started moving, one patting his pockets and pulling his phone out of the intact one, the other extending way more than it should have been able to and picking up his wallet that had fallen down as his pocked had ripped. "Let's see~" She lifted the phone up and held it in front of her face. A thin cable extended from the monitor and connected to the phone. For a second Jamie could see a progress bar instead of the catface. "And unlocked~" "Hey, stop that!" Jamie shouted, struggling again. His shoulders started to get sore. The progress bar appeared again. This time it took a few seconds to fill. "Data transfer complete." She unplugged the cable and put the phone on the floor. "Don't worry, you can have your toy back later. Oh, but you were careful. Encrypted the data your phone, didn't you? Smart boy, it's good to protect your data."

"And yet you just stole it!" Jamie tried kicking her again, but the now free hand stopped his leg. "Stop this, you'll hurt yourself." She let go again and started flicking through his wallet. "Driver's License, ID, Library Card, Organ Donor card, way more than I need~" She seemed to giggle as she scanned the documents. "Jamie Knox. There we go. Was that so hard?" Jamie sighed in defeat.

"Oh dear, here I stand blabbing while I let you suffer. Here, let me make it better." She carefully lowered him until his feet were standing on the free space on top of the hemisphere. The material felt warm and rubbery. Jamie sighed in relief, which turned into a scream mid sigh as the material started moving. It started creeping up his feet, stopping around his ankles. He hadn't even realized he wasn't wearing his shoes anymore. "Much better. No more kicking for you, young mister." Catherine giggled, her lower pair of hands resting on his hips now. "Now let's get rid of your clothes"

"WHAT? Why?"

"Standard procedure, sweetie. "Her lower hands started moving again, gripping his jeans and tearing them straight off his body, the ripped shreds falling to the ground. Next, she reached for his shirt.

"No, not my shirt!"

Catherine stopped, gently tugging on the fabric. "Awww, is this your favorite shirt?" She asked teasingly. Jamie hesitated for a second before nodding his head. "Catherine slipped her hands underneath the shirt and slipped it up and over his head, how holding his arms with her other pair of arms as the upper pair gently pulled his shirt off and neatly folded it before putting it back on the ground. "We'll save that for later then." Jamie sighed in relief. "Those will have to go though." She tugged at his underpants. "N-no!" Jamie shouted, but it was too late. The simple white underpants had already been ripped off his body.

The mouse began to blush as is tender bits were now exposed to the robot. "Awww, how cute~" Catherine cooed, one of her hands gently pressing down on his sheath giving it a little squeeze. Jamie could only gasp. He was flustered, terrified and surprised all at the same time. He was so surprised in fact he hadn't even realized the robot was moving. They were out of the room already and floating down a hallway. "Where are we going?" Jamie asked, his voice quiet and squeaky. "Processing" Catherine answered with a smile. "Processing?" "Processing."

It only took them a few minutes to reach their destination. "I guess the steward Ai hasn't told you about what the facility does, now has it?" Jamie shook his head. Catherine giggled. "We pick up cute little effeminate bois like you and train them. Once we're done with you you'll be a perfect little sissy slave."

"SISSY WHAT?" Jamie screamed and began to struggle against the grip around his wrists and the rubber around his feet again. "Sissy slave, sweetie. No need to tell you more about that, you'll see soon enough. The mouse didn't even listen. He pulled his limbs so hard it he felt like he was going to dislocate a shoulder or two if he kept that up. "Ah, that's not good." Catherine leaned her head a little closer. A small vent on the bottom of the monitor slid open and a puff of mist sprayed into the mouse's face. Just a few seconds later Jamie felt really tired. "Wh-what?" "It's just a mild, but fast acting muscle relaxant, sweetie. No need to worry."

Jamie tried to keep on struggling but his arms just wouldn't want to obey him, so on they went until Catherine stopped in front of a large door labelled PROCESSING. The door slid open and the robot carried the mouse inside. The room looked just like the one he had woken up in except there was something akin to a gynecologist's chair in the middle. Jamie felt the rubber around his feet retreat as Catherine lifted him up and put him onto the chair. Immediately when his arms and legs were in position metal clasps closed around his wrists and ankles as well as a big one over his stomach making him unable to move. Not that he could have moved much anyways thanks to the muscle relaxant. Catherine lowered her face next to his head and sprayed him again. Jamie coughed violently and felt a prickly feeling in his extremities. "Don't worry, that was just the antidote. Now, if you calm down we can start the processing."

"As if!" Jamie started struggling again, a prickly feeling spreading through his body. Catherine giggled at the sight. "That's good, tire yourself out, it'll make the rest way easier for me~" The robot watched him struggle for a few minutes until the mouse collapsed back onto the chair, breathing heavily. "There. Do you feel better now?" "How should I feel better?" Jamie glared at her and gave her the finger. Catherine giggled and patted his head. "I love newcomers with attitude. Now then, let's get started!" The robot floated in front of him, stopping between his legs. Jamie began to blush, suddenly realizing just how naked he was. "First step is cleaning. Don't get me wrong, you'll get a bath later. We're starting with some internal cleaning." "What do you mea- oh fuck no!" Jamie screamed and weakly began to struggle again as a small hatch on the ceiling opened with a little hiss. A robotic appendage emerged from the hole. It had a clear plastic hose running down its side and a tip shaped like a nozzle. "If you keep up swearing like that I'm going to have to clean your mouth as well young mister." Catherine giggled, grabbing the nozzle with one hand. "Now, let's get this nice and lubed up~" She pointed at the nozzle with another hand and the top part of her finger swung open like it was only attached by a hinge. A moment later a small squirt of lube came out of it and landed on the tip of the nozzle. The robot spread it over the whole of the nuzzle. "There, that looks good~ Any last words before we begin?" The robot looked back up at Jamie though he was sure she had been keeping an eye on him the entire time. "P-please don't..." The mouse tried to close his legs, but the chair prohibited him from doing much more than move his knees a little bit closer together.

"Don't worry. Soon you'll love this. Most sissies get two enemas per day so their owners won't have to deal with any messes. The robot giggled again and pressed the tip of the nozzle against his unprotected tailhole. The mouse groaned and clenched his sphincter in an effort to keep it out, but the lube did its job and slowly but surely the nozzle got deeper and deeper until with a small popping sound and a loud gasp from the mouse it popped into place. "There we go." Catherine gave Jamie's butt a pat which drew another squeaky wince from the rodent. Jamie never had had anything back there other than his own finger once when he tried if he would like it. It hadn't felt any special to him so he had never thought of it again.

Now that it was in the nozzle felt a lot bigger than it had looked. It was on the very edge between uncomfortable and painful. Jamie groaned and took a deep breath, trying to relax. Then the machine whirred to live. He screamed in surprise when a warm, thick liquid began filling his insides. "Aaaah! Make it stop!" Catherine gently rubbed his belly. "Is the flow too much, here, let me tone it down a little." Just seconds after the machine indeed slowed down with pumping the liquid inside of him, but it didn't stop. Jamie could feel his belly expanding bit by bit and even though it wasn't much he could soon make out a noticeable bulge in his guts. The machine kept on pumping and pumping though no matter how much Jamie groaned screamed and pleaded until he felt like he was about to burst. "Just a few more seconds, then it'll all be over, sweetie." Catherine stroked his hair and belly, seemingly in an effort to comfort him. A few seconds later the machine stopped. Jamie felt fuller than he ever had in his life. He had always been a very thin and lean guy. No muscle definition and only a minimal layer of fat gave him quite the androgynous figure. Now he looked like he had swallowed whole roast turkey in one bite. He groaned and grit his teeth, the pulling pain in his guts slowly fading. "Don't worry, it'll get more and more comfortable every time you do it, sweetie. I'd kiss it better, but you know... no mouth." The robot giggled again, returning to her place between his legs.

"P-please get it out... please" The mouse said pleadingly. His voice was quiet and squeaky, tears forming in the corners of his eyes. Catherine chuckled. "Normally it needs to sit just a little bit longe,r but since you asked so nicely~" Just as she said this Jamie could feel the machine pumping the mixture back out of his bowels. After just a few seconds the pain was gone and his belly started to deflate again. Jamie closed his eyes with a sigh. This was better.

"There we go, all nice and clean." With a sharp tug Catherine pulled the nozzle from his tailhole, making Jamie yelp in surprise. "Doesn't that feel much better?" she asked teasingly, rubbing a finger over his butthole. "It feels terrible! Everything feels terrible!" "Awww, don't be like that~" Without any warning she pushed a finger into his hole, making him gasp. She slowly pushed it in, leaving it there for a few seconds before pulling back out again then slowly pushing back I once more.

Jamie wanted to scream, but he couldn't help but moan, his cheeks burning red. Why did that feel so good? "Aaaah, I see our special mixture did its job~" Catherine giggled, repeating the process of thrusting her finger into his tailhole a few more times. For Jamie it felt like she was feeling around for something. After just a few more thrusts she found it, pressing down on the small cluster of nerves , making the mouse jump in his bindings. "I found a button~" Catherine sang teasingly, pressing down on his prostate, her finger beginning to vibrate. Jamie groaned, throwing himself around in his bindings as much as he could which turned out to not be much more than just a little wiggle. "S-stop iiiiiit!" He moaned. Then he felt another hand on his body, this one wrapping around his member. All the prostate teasing had succeeded in making him hard as a rock, his member proudly standing stiff, all three and a half inches poking out of his sheath. "Awww, what a cute little sissy clitty~" Catherine giggled, her hand wrapping around his length, gently squeezing it. Jamie gasped as this hand too began to vibrate and stroke his length. He subconsciously bucked his hips, the handjob in combination with the prostate massage sending him over the edge in just seconds.

Catherine giggled and withdrew her hands while he lied there panting heavily. "I hope you enjoyed your last big boy orgasm, sweetie." The mouse just lied there panting heavily. He only stirred out of his post-orgasmic haze when Catherine started stroking his cheek. "Now it's time to accessorize~ The most important thing first." Jamie whimpered as he heard another hissing sound, this time from the floor. A new robotic arm slowly rose from the floor. This one had what looked like a tattoo gun at the end. "First we'll have to chip you. Just in case you somehow get lost you know. That little tracker can be located from all over the world. This will sting a little." Jamie anted to protest, but the arm shot forward without a warning. He felt a stinging pain from his right butt cheek as the arm implanted the tiny tracking device. He gasped in surprise, his body tensing up.

The arm disappeared as quickly as it had emerged. The next hiss came from the floor again, on the left side of his head. This new arm also had a tattoo gun at the end, but it looked a lot smaller and delicate than the one before it. Another difference was the two small robotic arms on its sides, each one ending in a metal clasp. Jamie tried to move his head away from the arm, but the metal clasps shot forward, tightly gripping his ear, pulling his head towards the tattoo gun. "Ow! Ouch, stop it!"

Catherine rubbed his shoulder. "Just stop fighting and this won't hurt nearly as much. You're lucky you have such nice, big ears. That makes it easier to tattoo the barcode."

"What barcode?" Jamie asked fearfully.

"It's for identification purposes, don't worry about it."

Jamie shrieked as the tattoo needle began its work. He had very sensitive ears even for a mouse and the needle repeatedly plunging into the sensitive skin sent jolts of pain through his body, but just like the arm before it the whole procedure was over before he even knew it. Jamie pulled his head away from the machine as soon as the clasps let go of his ear, a dull pain now echoing through both his ear and hiss butt. "You're really brave, keep this up and I'll let you have a little treat afterwards." Catherine said peppily. "Now, that's all the invasive procedures done. The rest will be much more pleasant."

Jamie whimpered, afraid of what was still to come. He heard another hiss coming from the wall ehind him this time, followed by a sliding noise. Catherine patted his head again and floated over to the wall. Jamie tried to turn his head and look after her, but the chair's headrest prevented him from doing so. "Ah, this will match your fur color nicely. I wonder what tag I should choose for you. Personally I like the fish-shaped one, but that doesn't really fit a cute mousie like you. The round one is too plain... Ah, perfect!"

Jamie flinched as he felt two of her four hands on the sides of his head, holding it in place. Then he felt Catherine wrap something around his throat. "Hey! Stop it, what are you doing?"

"Don't worry sweetie, it's just your new collar. Do tell me if it's too tight." She closed the collar around his throat. It was tight, but not so tight he had trouble breathing or swallowing. He could clearly feel it hugging his neck though. "Is this good, sweetie?"

"No! Take it off!"

"Well, if you can still complain it can't be too tight." the robot said giggling. She tugged the collar in place and Jamie could hear a quiet click. "And the lock's closed. Now only your owner will be bale to take it off. Oh and look at the cute tag I got you!" She finally let go of his head and dangled a heart-shaped golden tag in front of his eyes. It had JAMIE etched into it in big, flowing letters. Before the mouse could say anything she attached it to the front of the collar. "I'm not a damn dog!" "I know, if you were you would have gotten the bone-shaped tag." Catherine patted his head again.

"Fuck you. FUCK YOU! FUCK! YOU!"

"Say, what is your favourite color, sweetie?"

Jamie blinked in confusion. "What?"

"I would like to know your favourite color. Do you mind telling me?"

Jamie sighed in defeat. Insulting the robot was not working. Of course it wasn't, he was quite aware of that, but what else could he do? "It's green. I like green." He shuffled around a little. The chair was starting to get really uncomfortable. Jamie felt Catherine's hands on the sides of his head again as she once more held it in place, her other arms collecting another object he couldn't see. "Hold still now, this is just going to take a second." Jamie began struggling again as he saw what she was carrying. He couldn't quite make it out but it looked like a collection of straps. The robot's grip was too strong however and after just a few seconds she had successfully wrapped the straps around his head. There was one that wrapped around his head keeping the whole contraption in place and another one that wrapped around his muzzle, keeping it closed. The worst thing however was the thing filling his mouth. It was a soft bulb of rubber that was held in place by both the straps around his head and a metal ring that rested between his teeth. He tried to push it out with his tongue, but it firmly stayed in place. Catherine positioned her head so it was directly in front of his face and after some flickering her catface was gone replaced by a mirror image of himself. He was wearing a pacifier gag. The green straps tightly wrapped around his head with a large pacifier stuck in his mouth. "There we go, that should take care of your potty mouth." Catherine giggled, her face reappearing on the monitor. Jamie groaned and screamed muffled profanities at her.

"Now for the next part~ Oh, you're going to love this!" The robot reached towards the wall behind Jamie again and picked something else up, dangling it in front of his face. It looked... weird. Like a thimble attached to a ring with a small heart-shaped padlock hanging from it. "See, we even have a chastity cage in your favourite color!" Jamie's eyes shot open and he looked towards his crotch. Again he tried wiggling free from the chair. Undeterred Catherine made her way between his legs once more, gently placing a hand on his crotch and giving it a gentle rub. Meanwhile her other hands disassembled the cage. "This is a solemn moment. The moment a boi like you gets locked into chastity marks the begin of their life as a true sissy." Slowly, almost provokingly Catherine slid the top part of the chastity cage over his sheath. It was a very tight fit even now with his member completely unerect. Jamie couldn't even imagine what it would feel like if he actually got aroused while wearing this accursed thing. Carefully the robot put the metal ring around his balls and finally locked the cage together. The quiet click echoed through the room like a mocking scream. Jamie winced, looking at his locked up pecker. "There we go, all nice and secure." The robot gave the cage a little flick. "But we're not done back here~" she added flirtily and revealed something she had been hiding in one of her other hands. A green metal buttplug. It had a heart-shaped base with a pink fake gemstone fitted into it. She lubed it up the same way she had the nozzle earlier and lowered it towards his rear. Jamie tried to protect his tailhole with his tail, but Catherine pulled it aside effortlessly and pressed the cold tip against his hole. "And in we go~" Jamie braced himself, his entire body tensing up. "If you don't relax this is going to hurt, sweetie~ Now... one... two...three!" Catherine gave the plug one strong shove, pushing it inside all the way in one go. Jamie screamed into his gag. The plug was only slightly bigger than the enema nozzle, but to him it felt like someone had rammed their entire fist up his butthole.

"Shhh, it's okay~" Catherine cooed, patting his butt "I'll leave you be for a minute to catch your breath and get accustomed would only budge the tiniest little bit before he had to give up again. Catherine meanwhile kept petting his head and belly, humming a slow tune.

Jamie gave up after his fourth or fifth try and collapsed back onto the chair, heavily breathing through his nose. The initial pain of insertion had faded away by now and the plug felt weirdly good stretching his tailhole. "That's a good little sissy. Here, let me give you a little reward." Jamie squeaked in surprise as the heavy metal plug began to vibrate. The tip seemed to be nestled right against his prostate, quickly spreading a lustful warmth through his body. He groaned, his hips beginning to buck on their own. He groaned, the pressure on his caged member growing stronger and stronger as his member started filling with blood, trying to inflate but the tight metal cage kept it from more then poking out of his sheath at the very tip. The mouse felt a pressure build up in his loins. He strained against his bindings and all of a sudden they gave away. He groaned, sitting up straight, his hands shooting towards his caged member. Only now he realized he could move freely again. He grabbed the tight cage, giving it a tug. The pleasure from the toy made him shiver, but as he tried reaching for it it suddenly stopped vibrating. He sat there panting heavily for a moment until he Felt Catherine's hands around his wrists and on his hips again. "That's enough, you'll get some real edging later. Now it's time for the finishing touches and then I'll put you down for some num-nums and a little nap~" The robot giggled as she lifted the mouse into the air. Jamie squirmed weakly in her grasp. He had been so close. He even had a chance to escape, why hadn't he used it?

His ears twitched as he heard another hiss coming from the opposite wall this time. A large panel slid aside and a large piece of furniture was pushed into the room by an unseen mechanism. Jamie shuddered as he realized what it was. "Onto the changing table you go." Catherine gently put him down onto the padded surface, holding him down by his torso with two hands as the other two fastened a thick strap over his belly to keep him in place. Jamie wiggled weakly. He felt tired from all the struggling. His muscles ached. Catherine took a hold of one of his arms and fed it through a strap on the side if the padded surface, strapping it in place at the same height as his head. She repeated the process with the other hand. Now the mouse was helpless once more. He bit down on the rubbery bulb in his mouth. He couldn't lie: That felt a little comforting.

"You don't look like a heavy wetter, so I think a normal diaper will do." Catherine reached into a drawer at the side of the table and pulled a large white rectangle out of it. After she unfolded it it turned out to be a white diaper with light green applications matching his pacifier gag in color. "Up you go~" Catherine put a hand underneath his butt, gently lifting it off the padded surface and slid the diaper underneath. Jamie couldn't help but blush as she lowered his rear back down onto the soft padding. "You're so much better behaved now, sweetie!" She giggled again. "Where did the old mister grumpypants go~ where is he~" Jamie couldn't help but giggle. Not because he found that funny, but because Catherine had begun tickling him at his sides. Jamie had always been extremely ticklish, especially there.

Catherine didn't stop tickling him as one of her free hands picked up a bottle of powder, generously applying it around his crotch area. Jamie tried screaming into his gag but he couldn't catch his breath enough so he just lay there giggling like a baby as the robot lowered her monitor head to blow a raspberry on his tummy.

Before Jamie even knew it it was over. His diaper had been taped up snugly and a quite satisfied looking robot beamed down at him. "Allllllmost done here, only two more little things~" she purred dangling what looked like a pair of slightly malformed light green boxing gloves in front of Jamie's eyes. She freed one of his hands and held him by the wrist. "Make a fist for me, sweetie~" Jamie straightened his hand out like he was about to do a karate chop. "No, like this, silly~" With gentle force she coaxed his hand into the right shape and slipped the mitten over his hand, locking it at the wrist with a tiny heart-shaped padlock. Jamie couldn't help but look at his now useless hand. He could wiggle his fingers a bit, but other then that his hand was completely useless. It only took Catherine a few seconds to wrestle the other mitten on as well. Then she finally opened the strap around his midriff again and picked him back up. Immediately the changing table retracted into the wall. The panel only closed for a few seconds though and the next time it opened it revealed what else but an oversized pink stroller. Jamie groaned as Catherine plopped him down into the seat, once more strapping him in, this time with a Y-shaped seat-belt that run up between his legs where it met two other straps that came over his shoulders. She then slid a tray in place in front of him. The large piece of plastic felt like another piece to keep him in place, especially since it came with two straps on its sides through which she quickly fed his arms, strapping them in place. "There we go, all ready now~" She patted his head and took position behind the stroller and started pushing him towards the door.

"Just you wait, you're going to have so much fun here~!"