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The cat was the vision of cuteness, physically. His face was cute, a bit effeminate and sweet in spite of always having a frown on it. His skin was snowy white, setting off his jet black hair and emerald eyes. His hair was styled boyishly long, with his cute kitten ears poking out at the sides. His tail was typically curled around his waist, looped through the belt holes to avoid anyone yanking it, as people so seemed to enjoy. He was small, even a bit short for his age. All around petite, with a body built for graceful movement, not power.

Nao was selected for special re-education. His attitude warranted enough attention that someone he had upset had made sure to get him into the special school. On the up side, it was a very prestigous private school, facilitated by the government. The student enrollment was in the double digits, so it ensured specialized attention to each little feline. Once he graduated he would be very well off in society. It wasn't as though the parents and Nao himself weren't aware of how awful he would be treated there however, it simply wasn't a choice.

Nao had quite the attitude, any attempt to correct him about it had often just made it worse. He was highly intelligent for his age and his species, which was a burden to him being so young. The injustice of the world became clear to him much earlier than his peers, who were usually indoctrinated into it by the time they noticed. All the teasing, belittling, discrimination brought up intense feelings for the poor kid that he couldn't deal with. So he just got more angsty, more bitter. He was just a ball of sarcasm any time most people tried to talk to him, always a smart alec. Attempts to correct him such as spanking him in front of his class only made it worse.

Those days would come to an end though, once he graduated from the middle/highschool he was set to attend. They didn't tolerate anyone being held back, or failing. They definitely wouldn't tolerate the feisty boy's attitude, which he knew. It made him tremble as he approached the doors of it.

Happy Kitten Home was the name of the school. It made him sick to see such a fake, ridiculous name. His parents weren't allowed to come in with him, so he was forced to say goodbye to them at the doors. It surprised him that he was actually feeling more frightened that they were going to be leaving him. As he watched them walk away with tears in their eyes he only felt more angry. Why were they crying? They weren't the ones going to be 're-educated'!

The staff seemed to know everything about Nao already, from his sleeping habits to his masturbation habits. They made a point of explaining every little thing he did wrong. How he shouldn't sleep on his side; Sleeping on his belly was best, so that he was 'available'. The idea made him want to vomit. They instructed him on the proper ways to masturbate, which was an even more embarrassing lecture. Every time he tried to talk he was scolded and made to be quiet, then they would start that section of the lecture over again. He ended up having to endure it with a hot blush.

They praised him for actually managing to get through it without needing gagged. His eyes got wide at being told he would have been gagged. Normally he would have been all mouth, snapping at them and telling them to fuck off. His preteen mouth would have been filled with so many nasty words it would even have shocked a typical brat on Halo. The new and intimidating environment was doing a world of good for keeping him in check though.

Next, he was taken to an examination room, looking almost like any ordinary doctor's office as far as he could tell. There were glass windows at the top of the room, with people clearly observing, which he found creepy and disgusting. The doctor who came in to examine him was handsome, but very commanding. He immediately ordered Nao to strip.

"Why?" Nao wrapped his hoodie around himself tightly, as if it were some form of protection.

The doctor pulled a thermometer out of his pocket, holding it right in front of Nao's eyes. The catboy went crosseyed trying to inspect it, until he realized it was a rectal thermometer. He let out a startled cry and his ears perked up to further display his shock. The startled preteen jerked backwards, letting out an unconscious hiss.

"Don't put that near my face! What's wrong with you!?" He demanded in a sour tone.

The doctor chuckled, undaunted by his patient's temper.

"I have to take your temperature, no matter what. But good kitties get this up their ass, bad kitties get to have it in their mouth, really bad kitties get one after the other," the doctor said in a soft, informative, very condescending tone.

Nao's blush returned in full force at the horrible threat. He felt sick to his stomach at all three suggestions, but on looking around the room he couldn't see any way out.

"You're a dick!" He said bitterly at the doctor.

"I bet you're an expert on dicks," the doctor teased back, taking the opportunity to nudge the thermometer closer to Nao's face.

Nao quickly jumped back again, practically cowering away from the thing. The teasing made him feel even more humiliated. He felt the sick feeling in his stomach welling up even more, feeling like it was flowing through his body and melting into anger. With extreme reluctance, Nao stripped off his clothes. First his hoodie slipped off his slender shoulders. His t-shirt after, followed by his wristbands and snickers. Socks, then jeans of course, saving the underwear for last. When he looked up at the doctor for confirmation it all had to come off, the man was simply waving the thermometer back and forth tauntingly.

The 12 year old's lithe body was already on display. His blue briefs didn't exactly hide much. None the less, he felt like the last shred of protection for his dignity was gone as he slid them down his soft thighs. His pert butt and little package were displayed, but he allowed his underwear to finish dropping down his legs so his hand could cup his dicklet.

"You know, your school ID photo is being taken right now," the doctor teased.

Nao hung his head in total shame as he peeked up to the glass at the top of the room. There was a camera there, he had no doubt he was being filmed.

"Just think, in 5 years you'll swoon over the littlest praise. Being naked won't even matter to you," the doctor teased more, seeing it was getting to his little patient.

Nao felt so angry that he was starting to tremble with rage. He wanted to lash out, but all he could do was grit his teeth. Following the doctor's instructions, he laid himself out on the table on his belly. His plush butt was sticking up of course. He was given a pillow to hug and chew on, which made him even angrier. He was told that if he swore or talked back once during the process he'd be sucking the rectal thermometer clean, so he'd better get a head start on pillow biting.

He felt some cold lube drip between his cheeks, making his skin crawl. It felt so greasy as it dripped down, but it was made worse as a latex gloved finger began to smear it back and forth over his hole. He went to open his mouth about how things aren't supposed to go up there, but he glanced down at the pillow in his arms and thought better of it.

"Until we get you your collar and glue your tail to it, I need you to lift it high, brat," the doctor instructed in his firm, teasing voice.

Nao quivered with anger as he obeyed. He lifted his tail a modest degree, only to have it grabbed firmly and wrapped around the doctor's hand. He yelped and glared over his shoulder as he felt his sensitive tail being pulled taut and used as a handle. His expression of anger quickly melted into shock as he felt the cold thermometer going in. Terror and humiliation were splashed across his dumbstruck face. It was obvious he had somehow thought that there was a small chance it might not go in.

But it did. He felt it pushing his tiny hole open as it slid in, centimeter by centimeter. He was about to scream, but the doctor chided "Pillow," and he quickly bit down on the corner of it. The feeling of it spreading his hole as the doctor started to saw the glass vile in and out was agonizing for him. He could feel it intentionally being pressed back in at different angles as the doctor expertly fed it into Nao's cute butt. Nao couldn't help himself, he screamed into the pillow and bit down hard on it. He could see the teeth marks of all the boys before him, but he was desperate to muffle his screaming, not wanting to cry for his tormenters.

"Nice and tense in there, huh? Normally we need to teach a kitten to clench, but you seem to have it down," the doctor praised. To sell it, he gave Nao's butt a soft pat, like he was saying good job.

Nao felt it going deeper inside, deeper, stretching him open despite hardly being the width of a finger. It seemed unbearably long, but finally the doctor stopped. The device was jammed inside of him, set at the depth it needed. All the kitten boy could do was whine and whimper like a bitch as he tore apart the pillow with his little teeth.

"Feel good?" The doctor asked as he toyed with Nao's tail casually.

All the boy could do was grunt into the pillow like an animal as he tried to bear it. The doctor lectured him about how he was being a drama queen, how it was made for infants so he could take it. Comments about what a little hardass he was outside, but once a bit of proper control was laid on him, he just took it like a proper bitch.

When the thermometer was removed, Nao let out a gasp of relief and weakly wiped the drool from his chin with the pillow. He had to bite back a few tears, determined not to cry. The holding back was just making the horrible feelings inside him build even more though, no matter how hard he tried to keep himself under control.

The doctor helped Nao roll onto his back, propping his head up on the pillow and stroking his hair. Nao tried to pull his head away from the gentle petting, but settled down soon enough. The humiliation never ended though as the doctor's gloved finger began to stroke Nao's little dick. There wasn't much length to stroke though, even given the fact he was soft.

"Not much here, huh? Is that why you're so grumpy?" The doctor asked.

Nao had to bite back screaming at the doctor. He was visibly working his jaw to try and hold back saying anything he would regret. At the same time he was trying to move his hips away, but the doctor's finger never left his little dick.

"I... Am ... N... Not small..." Nao said through gritted teeth.

"Should I whip out mine and show you the difference?" The doctor asked.

Nao felt more tears building up in his eyes. He tried to hold them back, but he could feel them stinging at the corner of them. Once again, he was left without any comebacks in spite of his normal cynical mouthiness.

"Well, Nao. I need you to pay attention to me. This is going to be the most important thing you hear today," The doctor said in a firm, but gentle tone as he put a hand on the boy's shoulder.

Nao just nodded and his ears raised slightly to take in the doctor's words better.

"You have 2 mandatory operations to undergo. More if you misbehave, or we think it'll help you fill your role in life better," the doctor said.

Nao could feel and hear himself start to hyperventilate. His chest was heaving as he drew in shaky, strained breathes faster and faster.

"We think the source of your problems is two fold. One is you think you're a person. So once we take away your opposable thumbs, maybe that'll help you learn your place in the world," the doctor said in a completely calm tone.

In spite of the doctor's calmness, Nao was in full panic. He lifted his hands and stared at them, wiggling his thumbs as he tried to consider what was being said. It was impossible to imagine life without his thumbs. He used them for pretty much everything that he could think of. The doctor forced him to put his hands down and look back up again though.

"The second is your little pencil dick. It's not much, but still we notice that tomcats tend to be more misbehaved than females. So we'll be neutering you," the doctor instructed.

Nao's legs instinctively closed at hearing the information. He was literally seeing red and he could feel overwhelming anger.

"FUCK YOU!" He screamed and tried to jump off the table.

He only ended up falling onto the floor, but he scrambled over to the corner of the room to cower.

"SCREW YOU ALL! I HATE YOU! YOU'RE SICK!" He screamed at them before he just degenerated into swearing.

At that point the preteen was sobbing uncontrollably. He felt like he had lost already. He could only flail his arms at the doctor as he hid in the corner, naked and shaking. His stomach felt like it was going to tear itself open from stress, he felt even more awful for crying in front of the doctor. Orderlies finally came in and restrained Nao, dragging him right back to the table and pinning him there. Even though he kicked and screamed for a half hour, they just patiently held him down until he wore himself out. In the end he was left a crying mess as he just laid there on the table.

The doctor chuckled after his outburst finally ended. Nao thought he was just being laughed at again, but his confusion grew as he saw a bar of soap. He was almost too tired to care what it might be for, but it was jammed into his half open mouth.

"MPH!?" He squealed around it, starting his struggling anew.

He was just held down again as the plastic tasting soap was ground against his rough tongue. Flakes of the horrible tasting soap rubbed off on his tongue as the doctor scolded him for having a dirty mouth. Not angry, just taunting in tone, reminding the kitten he was totally under control. Worse yet, he was given a full rundown of how the soap was used just for scrubbing the private areas of boys before him. Taunted as he was asked if he could taste the other naughty kittens on it, or if they had licked the taste away. After his mouth was scrubbed so hard that soap bubbles were foaming out of it, they finally stopped.

He laid there spitting and gagging, sure he was going to throw up soon. The soap taste made him feel dizzy, made his jaw hurt from stretching it wide open. He dumbly thought they were done with his mouth, but he heard "Look, it's your best friend," before the thermometer was jammed into it.

"EeHHhggh!?" he choked as he tasted lube and ass on the glass. His teeth clanked against it uselessly. They held him down as it was pushed in and out of his mouth, with special care to rub it on his tongue. Special care was made to wiggling it against his throat too, causing more vicious gagging. He was dry heaving by the time they stopped forcing it against his tonsels and instead made him hold it in his mouth. The greasy lube dripped down his chin, the mix of horrible tastes filled his taste buds.

"Calm?" The doctor asked as he held the thermometer inside Nao's mouth.

The catboy gave a weak, bitter noise of confirmation. He was held down firmly and exhausted, there wasn't much he could do.

"Now, I know you've never had an orgasm, you can't even masturbate properly. I hate taking them before the little kitten appreciates them fully. So if you do some degrading task every day, I'll let you keep them until you can't keep your end of the deal up, or until graduation, okay?" The doctor asked.

Nao looked at him with a sad, miserable look.

"Fumsh?" The catboy asked weakly, wiggling his thumbs.

"No, those have to go. That's a tomorrow thing though," the doctor informed him.

Nao nodded weakly, relieved he would at least get a day to think of a way to get out. He was sure there was some way to get out of it.

"Your humiliating task today is to thank me for using the thermometer on you. Make sure to put that dirty mouth of yours to work," The doctor instructed as he wiggled the glass vile out of the boy's mouth.

Nao looked up at the two men holding him down, then to the doctor. He felt so exhausted and humiliated, but his groin ached just thinking about what they wanted to do to him.

"... Thank you..." His voice was low and tired. "For... Jamming it up my... It was..." He tried to form the words as he felt the doctor looking down at him.

"I'll get the pliers," the doctor said with a chuckle.

His entire body jumped to alertness. Pliers didn't sound like a surgical tool at all. His poor body was going to be destroyed by them. He hated it all so much, he just wanted it to stop for a bit.

"Thank you for slamming my ass with the thermometer! I'm too dumb to know how to masturbate, so I've never had anything up there! I can't wait to try it with a real d-di...ck," he stammered out the last word.

The catboy felt disgusted with himself, but relief flooded through him as the doctor approved. He was helped off the table, even though he wanted to shake their arms off, he knew not too. He was too shaky to stand, so they assisted him as he was led to a small room, through which he could see the through glass. When he got inside though, the glass was one directional, rather than the normal window that he had been observed through in the doctor's office. The room was bright pink, but it had a mattress laying on the floor. He gleefully fell over onto it, in spite of it having no sheets and seeming to have stains on it. He was just too exhausted to care.

They gave some warnings about behavior and watching him, but Nao had drifted off to sleep before they even finished talking.