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Jamie groaned, weakly tugging on the straps around his arms. He had never felt so helpless before. He had been sitting in this stroller for about half an hour now, barely able to move. His hands were strapped down to a plastic tray in front of him, which in turn -in combination with a Y-shaped seat-belt that ran over his diapered crotch and shoulders- held him in place in the large pink and blue stroller. He groaned disgruntledly. He would have cursed, or demanded for his release were it not for the large pacifier gag keeping his muzzle shut and filled. It was a bit embarrassing, but he had to admit suckling on the large, soft rubber bulb in his mouth made him feel a little better. He tugged on the straps around his wrists again. He was tired! He was hungry! He was? well, he would never use that word to describe his current situation, but he was cranky! "What's wrong, sweetie?" Jamie flinched a little as he felt a hand on his cheek. That stupid robot and her stupid catface.

Catherine -or CATherine as she pronounced it- had been pushing him through the halls of the facility for the last thirty or so minutes. At first the had wandered down featureless corridors, but after boarding an elevator and riding up several stories the decorum had drastically changed. Instead of metallic white the hallways were a softer cream color. Also, they were covered in pictures of rainbows, cartoony landscapes, rainbows, cute little animals and just oh so many rainbows. Jamie couldn't say for sure, but he suspected they were on ground level now as he had seen a window here ad there, but they had been too far up the wall for him to look outside with the stupid roof of the stroller taking in way too much of his field of vision. He was also pretty sure he had heard other people -or maybe robots- but he hadn't yet seen any of them. "I think someone's hungry~" he heard Catherine say in her weird, slightly robotic voice. She sounded a bit like an NPC from an old video game. "How about we get you a small snack? Breakfast's already over since an hour or so, but I think we should grab you a little snack." She turned a corner, making Jamie squeak. Every time she did that it made the metal buttplug in Jamie's tailhole shift around a little. This time had been particularly strong. Probably because the robot had picked up the pace a bit. They may have been moving for half an hour already, but due to the bot's slow speed they hadn't actually covered much distance yet.

Jamie blinked a few times as he spotted something down the hallway. A pair of doors. That was something new. Except for the elevator doors all "doors" in this place had been sliding panels in the walls, which were virtually indistinguishable from the walls surrounding them which made the whole building like nothing but a long network of hallways.

Jamie saw two of the robot's four arms extend forward and push the door open as they finally reached it. The arms were thin, maybe two or three inches in diameter and perfectly round with big, cartoony looking hands at the ends that looked like the kind of gloves Mickey Mouse would wear. The robot's head looked like a flat screen monitor which usually showed a pixelated brown catface, while her body looked much like her arms only with a round bulb where each of her pair of arms met her wire of a body. She didn't have any feet, instead her body stopped in a hovering hemisphere which had her float a few inches above the ground.

The room behind the large double door turned out to be a cafeteria of sorts. The walls looked the same but instead of what he had seen outside there were cartoony pictures of food covering the walls. Noodles, eggs, cheese, bottles of milk and much much more, some looking down on him with big, round eyes and big smiles. There were about two dozen round tables strewn around the room without a single chair in sight. Wait, that wasn't right, there were a few highchairs standing next to the door, lined up with the wall. Now that Jamie noticed these he also realized the tables were at two different heights. The higher ones were probably for people sitting in those chairs, while the lower ones were for people in strollers like him.

The room had another double door on the opposite side, probably another entrance/exit. And then there was what looked like a buffet table and a large freezer on the left of him. This was where Catherine was currently pushing the stroller.

Jamie tugged on his bindings again. Yes, he was hungry but he didn't want to eat anything. Who knows what they would feed him here. "Don't worry, you'll get some num-num's in just a second." Catherine said, stopping the stroller next to the buffet table. It looked pretty empty, except for a few small white bowls. "Yummy, oatmeal!" Catherine giggled and picked up one of the bowls, placing it on the tray in front of Jamie. The contents did indeed look like oatmeal with something brown sprinkled onto it. Jamie leaned as close as the seat belt would let him. He wondered what kind of drug that was. Something terrible he imagined. Or it was cinnamon. It did smell like cinnamon at least. "During mealtime there's a lot more options of course. Good boys and girls even get to choose what they'd like, so make sure to be on your best behavior!" The bot giggled and pushed the stroller a bit further down the line. Jamie hadn't noticed them before, but there were also some baby bottles on the table. Catherine picked one up and put it down onto the tray next to the bowl of oatmeal. "I hope you like soy milk, sweetie." Jamie looked at the bottle in disgust. No, he didn't like soy milk. He also would rather die than drink from a baby bottle. Before he even noticed Catherine had begun to push the stroller next to the freezer, which slid open on its own. "Oh, you're in luck, there's still some apple slices left from breakfast." She put a small plate with five apple slices on it onto the tray. Then she pushed the stroller back to one of the tables. It lined up perfectly with the height of his stroller's tray. She moved the bowl, bottle and plate onto the table and brought her head down in front of his face. The light coming from her screen slightly illuminated the inside of his stroller. "Now, here's a few rules. I'm going to take off your pacifier gag now and I expect you to be on your best behavior, okay? That means no swearing of any kind, no biting and no spitting got that?" Jamie rolled his eyes, but didn't even try to say anything. It's not like he could with the huge pacifier in his mouth. "I already heard you curse like a sailor down there and I'm not going to tolerate anymore of that, especially up here where other babies could hear you, so if I hear you curse again expect to get the spanking of your lifetime young mister!" She wagged her finger in front of his face as two of her other hands began undoing the straps of his pacifier gag. "I mean it. One wrong word and you're getting the feeder gag."

Jamie stretched his jaw after the rubber bulb had finally been removed. He hadn't noticed it at first, but his mouth was incredibly sore. It was only now he noticed how much he had drooled. There was even some dripping down over his chin. At least until Catherine wiped it away with a white piece of cloth. Jamie groaned, trying to pull his face away but the robot made quick work of cleaning him up.

"Better, right?" she asked in a friendly tone. "Jamie wanted to tell her to leave him alone, but reconsidered just in time. "Better?" he stated with a defeated sigh. He looked down at his hands. They were still loosely balled into fists thanks to the bondage mittens he had been forced to wear, but Catherine had other plans. She picked the bowl of oatmeal back up and dipped a pink plastic spoon into it "Here comes the airplane~" she said in a playful tone. Jamie turned his head away. "Stop it! I don't want to eat this stuff!"

Catherine giggled. "But oatmeal is good for you, it's very healthy and super tasty."

"No! There's something in it, I know it!"

"Sweetie, It's only oats, milk, a bit of sugar, a pinch of salt and a sprinkle of cinnamon."

"No! There's drugs in there, I know it!"

"Awww, sweetie?" Catherine finally pulled the roof of the stroller back, giving the mouse a much bigger field of vision. "I know you're scared, but here at the facility we only want your best."

Jamie pouted. If he could he would have crossed his arms. "You literally want to turn me into a sex slave!"

Catherine giggled. "Fair point, but don't you think if that was our only goal and we'd be so ruthless to drug our sissies we'd put up this whole act when a dimly lit prison cell would also be sufficient? We only want your best here, trust me."

Jamie kept his head turned sideways. "No. I'm not eating this. I'm not hungry." His belly rumbled loudly, his cheeks reddening a little. He had always been a terrible liar.

The robot giggled again. "I think someone's fibbing~. Okay, how about we make a deal: You let me feed you and afterwards I take off your bondage mitts and you get to take little nap in your room. Also, I promise you there is nothing in the food. Except food that is."

Jamie had to think about it for a few seconds. Having his hands free again sounded nice. A nap sounded nice too. "I don't want to drink the soy milk?" he muttered.

"What was that, sweetie?"

"The soy milk! I don't like it, I don't want to drink it, I don't like soy."

Catherine giggled, pushing the bottle away. "You got a deal. Now open your mouth~"

Hesitantly Jamie turned his head towards the spoon and opened his lips. Catherine carefully put it in his mouth and deposited the food. It actually tasted pretty good. Jamie let the mushy mass sit on his tongue for a bit, trying if he could taste anything off before he swallowed it. It was pleasantly warm and neither too liquid, nor too dry. A perfectly made oatmeal.

The next spoonful already awaited him and he opened his mouth again, letting Catherine put some more food int his mouth. This continued until the small plastic bowl was completely empty. Then the robot picked up one of the apple slices. At this point Jamie didn't object to being fed anymore. The apples tasted nice as well, even though they weren't perfectly fresh anymore.

"There we go. That's much better, isn't it?" Catherine said, putting the empty plate aside after he was finished. Jamie didn't want to admit it, but the small snack really had made him feel better. Of course, there still was the small problem of him being tied to a baby stroller with a diaper and a chastity cage and buttplug underneath. "Yeah yeah? Now take off these stupid mittens!"

Catherine wagged her finger at him again. "Language young boy. I promised I'd take them off, but I'll only do it if you ask nicely." Jamie rolled his eyes. "Ca you please take off the mittens?" His annoyance was palpable. "I still don't like your tone." she wagged her finger again. "But I guess it's a start." It only took her a few seconds to undo the locks that kept the mittens secured around his wrists and to pull the mittens of his hands. Jamie immediately began stretching his fingers. They weren't really sore, but he enjoyed the freedom of at least being able to move them freely again.

"Great. Now all I need is a shirt, a pair of pants and the key to the front door."

Catherine giggled. Clothes are waiting for you in your room. If you behave on the way there there might be a toy or two waiting for you as well~" Catherine said teasingly and held the pacifier gag in front of his face again. "Now say Aaaaaa~ and we can be on our way."

Jamie tightly pressed his lips together and shook his head. Not again. Never again.

"Come on now, it's the rules. Outside of mealtime and playtime the gag's mandatory."

Jamie shook his head again.

"Young mister, we can do this the easy way or the hard way."

Once more the mouse shook his head as the robot pressed the pacifier gag's rubber bulb against his lips.

"The hard way it is then~"

Catherine put the gag aside on the far end of the table and started undoing the straps around his wrists. Jamie tried to pull his arms away from her, but the robot was much faster and quicker than he was. Soon she held both his wrists with a single hand while two more undid the plastic tray in front of him, lifting it out of the stroller and putting it on the floor. Then she undid the seat belt.

"No!" Jamie screamed, trying to fight her off with all his might, but soon he had been pulled out of the stroller and had his torso lying on the table with Catherine's hand holding him down between his shoulders. "I warned you, you left me no other choice." the robot said dryly while she pulled the backside of his diaper down. Finally it dawned upon the mouse what she was intending to do. "No! Stop it! Help! HELP!" he screamed, trying to get free. "The more you struggle the worse this is going to be. I think twenty spanks should be enough for now." She placed a hand on his naked rear, giving it a gentle rub while she picked up the gag again, dangling it in front of his face. "Or I can make it only ten, it's your choice."

Jamie screamed in frustration. "No! NO!" He clawed at the table, his feet kicking the robot, but Catherine was completely unfazed. "Fine, if that's what you want." She lifted her hand off his rear, resting it menacingly in the air for a few seconds before bringing it back down on his unprotected rear. The impact sent a wave of pain through his body. His muscles tensed up and he stopped moving completely for a second, his scream dying in his throat. "One~ Come on, count along with me. If you don't count your spanks they don't count~" Catherine giggled, letting him gasp for air for a few second. "N-no!" Jamie screamed, his lips trembling. Catherine's hand came down on his ass again, this time hitting the other cheek. The mouse screamed again. The spanks weren't even that hard, but the whole situation surrounding them made them feel like agony. "One." Catherine said in a surprisingly emotionless voice, giving the mouse a few seconds to repeat after her. After Jamie hadn't responded for a few seconds she lifted her hand again, bringing it down with the exact same force as before. "One." she said. "O-one..." Jamie repeated, his voice squeaky and quiet.

"There we go, that wasn't so hard, now was it~" The next spank was slightly weaker than the one before it. She wanted to reward the mouseboy's compliance after all. "Two."

"P-please stop!" Jamie shouted, sobbing as he spoke. This was all getting too much for him.

"Nope, starting over." Once again she brought her hand down onto his quickly reddening buttcheeks. "One."

Jamie whimpered. Tears were starting to well up in the corners of his eyes. "O-o-o-one!" he cried.

Catherine spanked him again, once more slightly reducing the force of the impact. "Two."

"T-t-twooooo..." Jamie repeated. He had wanted to protect his rar with his tail at this point, but Catherine quickly grabbed a hold of it, pulling it away from his behind.

"Three." she said after the next spank. Jamie didn't repeat after her immediately this time, but she gave him a bit more time. "Three..." he muttered through his sobs.

Catherine dangled the gag in front of his face again. "My offer still stands. I can make it ten spanks instead if you're good." Jamie sniffled and closed his eyes. "I'll even pull up your diaper. How's that sound? An extra layer of protection~" she sang the last sentence, giving his exposed rear a gentle tap. Jamie weakly nodded and opened his trembling lips. Catherine carefully pushed the pacifier in his mouth and secured the straps around his head once more, making sure it sat snugly, but not too tight before she pulled up his diapers as well.

The next seven spanks came rather quickly. They were a lot weaker thanks to both the diaper and Catherine again using less force, but he still felt them. After she was finished she finally removed the hand from his back and instead lifted him off the table, holding him under his arms. The mouse was crying softly, subconsciously suckling on the rubber nipple in his mouth. "Awww, sweetie it's all over now." She used one of her hands to gently wipe away his tears. "Look at me, sweetheart." She gently stroked his cheek until he opened his eyes, looking at her pixelated cat face. "I didn't want to do that, but you left me no choice. You understand that, right?" Jamie didn't nod, but he also didn't dare shake his head. "It's because I have to make sure you're a good boy. That's my job. And your job is to do your best to become a good little sissy. I've seen many boys like you and trust me, by the end all of them loved it. You just have to let yourself enjoy it, then you can have a really fun time here, I promise. Now, how about I take you to your room for a nap?"

Jamie nodded hesitantly. Sleep sounded better every second. Maybe he'd be lucky and when he'd wake up he'd be at home in his own bed again. Catherine gently lowered him into the stroller again and strapped him in with the seat belt, but left the tray off this time, granting him a bit more freedom of movement. Jamie shifted around in his seat, trying to find a position his butt wouldn't hurt as much as Catherine began pushing the stroller away from the table and towards the door they had come into the room through. As they left the cafeteria Jamie had finally stopped sobbing again. However, he was still nervously toying with the pacifier in his mouth while his now free hands explored the stroller. Namely the buckle keeping the seat-belt together. He gave it a few experimental tugs but could find no way to open it.

The new corridors he was being pushed through looked like much of the same. Seamless walls covered with childish paintings and a few windows too high-up on the walls to actually look through, but since the roof of his stroller had finally been pulled back Jamie could confirm he was at least on ground level now as he could catch a glimpse of the sky every now and then. The most interesting thing came near the end of the journey though. Catherine pushed the stroller around another corner and suddenly: doors. Lots and lots of actual doors. Jamie looked at them as the robot pushed him further down the corridor. They were all in different pastel colors though pink and light blue were the most common colors. All of them had one thing in common though: There was a name written on them in big, childish letters. The font these were written in looked like building blocks and other toys making some of them hard to read. One of the pink doors said THERESA, another ALEX. Jamie furrowed his brows as he spotted one particular name. One of the blue doors had the name KAWA written on it. It was a fairly unusual name, but it was also the name of one of his closest friends. Jamie hoped it wasn't the same person.

Catherine stopped the stroller at the very next door. It was pink and had JAMIE written on it. Only now he realized none of the doors had handles. "Here we are~" Catherine chanted, patting his head. She pushed the stroller towards the door which in turn slid into the wall. The room behind it was about twenty by twenty feet wide and about ten feet high. The walls had a pastel pink color, similar to the door, but a few shades lighter and the floor was a light yellow carpet. On the far side there was a huge pink wardrobe. It had three doors and was at least half as wide as the wall it was standing at and reached from the floor to the ceiling as if it was part of the wall. To the left side was a changing table not unlike the one in the basement he had been forced on previously but this one looked a little bigger even. On the wall to the right were several objects. One large box which almost looked like a present. It had one green side, one red one and the top was blue. Additionally the box had a pattern of silver stars covering all its sides. Jamie assumed this was some sort of toy box judging by the green teddy bear siting on top of it. Next to it was a bookshelf. The top rows were filled with books, all of them looking like books for toddlers or really young children. The lower few rows had games in them, as well as a huge transparent box of what looked like LEGOs. Finally in the middle of the room was what Jamie first thought was a cage until he took a second, closer look. It was a crib. It was sized for an adult and stood on wheels. The most striking feature was the bars though. Other than any crib he had ever seen this one didn't just have bars all around the mattress but also on top, making it basically a cage. He also noticed some straps on the inside on some of the bars and even on the mattress.

"That's your new home for the next few weeks." Catherine said with a smile while unbuckling his seat-belt. Jamie didn't even try to get away from her as she lifted him out of the stroller. He was tired and worn out and it probably wouldn't have helped anyways. Jamie only realized how large the crib truly was as Catherine lifted him inside and sat him down on the surprisingly soft mattress. With gentle force she held him down while she fed his hands through a set of straps on the mattress on either side of the pillow. Jamie protested a little, but the robot just pat him on the head. "Sorry sweetcheeks, but it's necessary. Wouldn't want you to wiggle out of your diapers after all. Only good boys and girls get to sleep without any bondage. You'll have to earn it~"

Next were his feet which were fed through straps at the lower corners of his mattress. Jamie shifted around a little. Sleeping like this seemed really hard. It seemed to get even harder as Catherine pulled another wide strap over his belly leaving him with barely any wiggle room. He groaned, letting his head fall back onto the small pillow. At least the mattress was comfortable.

Catherine left his side for a moment and hovered over to the wardrobe. She opened one of the doors and retrieved a folded piece of cloth. The blanket she had fetched had a repeating pattern of balloons, baby bottles and smiley faces on it. She unfolded it and covered Jamie, tucking the blanket in between the mattress and the bars making it even harder for him to move around. It was a warm and soft blanket though, Jamie had to admit that.

The finishing touch came as Catherine picked up the green teddy bear from the toy box and put it next to Jamie's head, stuffing its body under the blankets so only its head still peaked out. Only now Jamie noticed it was not a bear at all, but instead a triceratops with cute, nubby white horns. "Awww~ you look so precious like this." Jamie could hear a faint clicking sound coming from the robot's monitor face and suddenly the cat face disappeared, instead showing him a photo of himself lying in the crib. The mouse began to blush a little.

Catherine pet his head again, moving a strand of his red hair out of his face. "You have a nice little nap now, I'll wake you up in time for lunch. And after that it's playtime, I'm sure you can't wait!". She giggled, her smiling catface reappearing on the screen. Finally she closed the cage, locking it with a large heart-shaped padlock and hovered over to the door which promptly slid open. At the same time the light dimmed down so far it was almost completely dark. "Ni-ni, little Jamie~ I'll see you in a few hours." She chanted before finally leaving the room. Jamie didn't hear her anymore though as the toll this day had taken on him already caught up with him, sending him to a blissful slumber.