Original artwork can be found here http://www.furaffinity.net/view/18946533/ done by the very lovely

Errr I got inspired to write something so kinda made this...and then it got a bit out of control so yeah it was only supposed to be a few paragraphs....ooops... feel free to ignore the huge amounts of spelling/grammar mistakes fankyoo please

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Star leant up against the wall, her rucksack slung over her shoulder. She was almost done planting the surveillance bugs around the correctional institute. She had been contracted by a rights activist group to infiltrate the padded institute for diaper research and to set up various communications means whilst inside. Security had been woefully lacking allowing the Lynx to slip in almost too easily. And she had quickly set about her business, the quicker she was done the quicker she would be out of here. The place felt too much like a hospital which gave Star the creeps. She hated hospitals too many bad memories. She pulled a screwdriver from her rucksack and began unscrewing a nearby light socket, popping the plastic from the wall and setting the final bug neatly inside.

She had heard all about the new program there were initiating in the morning, using techniques such as feminisation and public humiliation to degrade and deter criminals was an interesting approach, but she was against it, which was why she had been happy to accept the job. It was one thing to punish rapists and murderers and people who had committed serious crimes. They had it coming to them. This new project, however, was tying everyone with the same brush, and that's what she didn't agree with, minor offences shouldn't have to endure such cruel treatment. It could have a deep psychological impact on someone for the rest of their lives. She finished screwing the light socket back together, her tongue sticking out as she concentrated on her work. Satisfied her work was done, she picked up her rucksack and turned to leave and stopped dead in her tracks as she almost walked smack dab into a large white dragon. His arms crossed, a smirk across his snout.

“What do we have here?”

Star stood statuesque for a moment, her mouth dry, thinking of an escape plan. She assessed the dragons size..and the size of the corridor...there was a possibility she could outrun him if she took him by surprise, but if the corridors were wide enough that he could spread his wings and fly she'd be caught in no time. Her eyes squinted, spacial awareness being one of her strengths she was fairly certain he didn't have the space in here to fly.

“Do you have a name? How'd you get in...?”

Star threw the rucksack at her discoverer she was rewarded by a gutteral surprised grunt coming from the dragon as the rucksack ladened with tools whacked him in the face and without a seconds hesitation she sprinted in the opposite direction. She didn't look back, she just concentrated on heading for the window she had entered through a little while ago. She could see her escape route up ahead.

“GUARDS!! INTRUDER!” The dragons bellow only spurred Star forward faster, the adrenaline pumped through her as she dove towards the window pulling it open and throwing herself outside onto the cool evening grass. It was a clear evening, the full moon hung high in the sky helping her see the institutes well kept grounds. Now was not the time to admire the flora though, as she continued to run. She heard the window breaking behind her and made the mistake of looking back. The dragon was still in pursuit, she watched in sudden horror as he leapt off the ground and took flight.

“SHIT!”

She poured all her effort into getting to the tree line, once she was there she'd have a much better chance of....
Star yelped as suddenly she was lifted off the ground, large claws grabbed her by the waist and hauled her up.
“FUCK! LET ME GO YOU BASTARD!” She twisted and snarled, dug her own claws into those of her reptilian captor.

“I think you'll find my name is Warden Seti, not 'You Bastard' young lady. I also think you and I shall be getting quite closely acquainted. ”

Stars blood chilled. What did that even mean?
“FUCK YOU!” She snarled. It infuriated her further when his only reply was a light hearted chuckle.

She struggled and thrashed as much as she could during the remainder of her unscheduled flight and when they finally came in to land it was amidst four large security guards who took no time at all in pulling the lynx from their Warden and cuffed her paws behind her back.

“So shall we try this again. What's your name? Why are you here?” The dragon caressed Stars cheek and gently pulled her chin up forcing her to face his questioning gaze. Star just grinned at him.
He shook his head and tutted. “Such a bad kitten. Well, we needed a female and you'll do perfectly.” He dropped his grip on her. “Take her for processing. I'll be seeing you bright and early tomorrow morning princess, by then that smirk will be gone from your face, I guarantee that.” It was the dragons turn to grin and then he turned and stalked away.

With three male dobermen and one lion each with paws on her, Star didn't stand much hope of fighting anyone off so she sighed and complied with being led through one long corridor after another.
“So guys, it's been a fun evening, but I really must be off now, places to go, people to see. If one of you could do me the service of just unlocking these cuffs I'll be out of your fur without another word.”
No one spoke, they stopped outside a bolted door and one of the dobermen produced some keys and unlocked the door. Star chuckled.
“Well...can't say I didn't try.”
The door opened and the lion pushed Star inside.
Star stumbled into the barren room and managed to spin on her heels just in time to see the door slam shut behind her.

“HEY! WAIT! WHAT ABOUT THE CUFFS! COME ON! WHAT ABOUT A PHONECALL? GUYS? I THOUGHT WE WERE FRIENDS!! GUYS? GUYS!?!?! YOU'RE OFF MY CHRISTMAS CARD LIST! ALL OF YOU?”

She sighed and sat cross legged on the floor, her back wedged as far into the corner as her cuffed paws would allow. There was nothing in the room, no bed, no toilet, nothing. Were they really going to keep her in here all night? Her shoulders already ached from her paws being cuffed behind her back. She closed her eyes and tried to calm herself. A few moments later the door opened again and a white coated female cat walked into the room.
Star pushed herself to her feet.

“Ooh a doct...”

Star never managed to finish her sentence the new female had produced a taser and before Star had had so much as a chance to blink, Star was convulsing back on the ground being zapped quite violently. She twitched and shook.
“I'm sorry sweetie, we've found this is the most effective first way of getting our test subjects ready. I'm sure you would have fought this all the way.” The cat spoke almost apologetically as she knelt by the incapacitated lynx and taking a pair of scissors from her top lab coat pocket proceeded to cut Stars shirt from her body. Star tried to form expletives but the charge in the taser had addled her senses for the time being and she only managed to moan in response as her bra was also cut from her, then her boots were unlaced and pulled from her, then socks, jeans and finally panties.

“Jerry can you bring the gear in please?” The cat called out. One of the dobermen entered the room carrying an armful of stuff grinning at the sight of the now naked female. Star tried to roll over and much to her surprise the cat helped.

“Just dump the stuff there Jerry. I can do it all thank you, although before you go, can you uncuff her.”

Jerry did as he was told. The removal of the cuffs seemed to rouse Star a little and she slowly managed to bring her paws forward and massaged her wrists carefully, it took a lot of concentration, her joints still jarred from the taser.

“Thank you Jerry, you can leave now.” The cat said cheerfully and the doberman left.
“Right lets get you into your outfit shall we? I'm doctor Miller.” The cat held up something that it took Star a moment to comprehend what she was looking at. Bright pink, it dazzled her and then her eyes flew wide open. It was an obscenely thick oversized diaper.
“Nuuuhayyy” Star tried to stand but ended up in a heap on the floor.

“Whoa there Lynxy. You don't want me to zap you again do you? So either you behave or I wont hesitate to shoot you again” The cat said coldly, stopping Star instantly. She didnt want a second dose of that weapon but equally she didnt want to suddenly find herself back in diapers for the first time since she had been potty trained twenty three years ago.
The cat pushed the adult lynx onto her back.
“Now lift your bottom, Kitten, so I can slide this underneath you.”
Star stayed motionless, The cat retrieved the taser from her pocket.
“Need I remind you whose in charge Miss?” The cat chastised. Star sighed and lifted her butt from the cold concrete floor and lowered it a moment later. The doctor beamed happily as she pulled the thick padding up between the adult lynxs thighs and fastened the large tapes. Stars eyes stung with hot prickly tears. She wasn't going to cry, not in front of her captor but the way the thickness of the large puffy diaper pushed her legs apart instantly made her feel ridiculous, helpless...infantile.

“There now, that wasn't so bad was it sweetie. And you look adorable in that don't you. It swamps you. You really look like an infant, I almost want to take you home to look after you.” The doctor giggled as she pulled Star into a slouched sitting position and pinched the adults cheek. “Whose an adorable little baby kitty, is that you? Is it?”
Star flushed crimson at the patronising talk, she guessed she must easily be sitting three inches off the floor. At least it was more comfortable than sitting directly on the concrete. Not that Star would openly admit that.

“Now for the extra snuggly part, arms out please. Star tried to hold her arms out as instructed but her joints were still proving difficult to control Star tried her best and Dr Miller threaded her arms into what Star initially thought was a fleecey sweater, until the doctor pulled some cords and quickly buckled something at Stars neck, the second buckle was swiftly connected and before Star could really comprehend or react several buckles too late she found herself well and truly bound in a soft yet highly restrictive straitjacket. The Doctor was clearly highly proficient at this. Star woozily wondered how often she did this?

“There now you all snug and trussed up nice and pretty for the Warden. What a pretty little girl.”

Star whimpered. She tried to collect her thoughts, tried to form a question, but the doctor had already gathered Star's shredded clothes and boots and left the cell, locking the door behind her.

Star slowly pushed herself back into the corner, blushing furiously as the thick padding crinkled around her. Her arms strapped around her in some forced permanent hug. She felt ridiculous. Admittedly whilst her entire new outfit was restrictive, it was at least much more comfortable than having her paws cuffed behind her back. She settled down in the corner, her joints still tingling from the taser bolt. She needed sleep. She had to be alert in the morning. Sleep came quicker than she anticipated, clearly the evenings events having exhausted her, and something about being diapered making her feel small and vulnerable.

She woke the next morning just as the door unbolted and one of the guards, the Lion, appeared carrying an oversized baby bottle.

“Morning Titch, time for breakfast.”
Star was wide awake now and feeling much more like herself, she also realised she desperately needed to use the bathroom.

“Clearly we got off on the wrong foot last night. My name is Star, look I need a piss...I'm not using this...thing..can you take me to the bathroom? Please?”

The lion smirked and Stars heart dropped, but to her surprise he nodded.
“Tell you what, you come suckle this bottle down without any fuss like a good little girl, and I promise i'll let you go to the bathroom”

Stars ears perked up. That sounded like a compromise to her. She pushed herself to her feet and walked over to the uniformed guard. She studied his face. He seemed to look genuine in his statement.
“Okay deal!” She opened her mouth waiting for the lion to plonk the bottle teat in her mouth, instead he sat down on the floor.

“Come on, sit in my lap so I can feed you properly....baby!”

Star blushed, came close to making a sarcastic comment but instead did as she was told, the pressure on her bladder told her she didn't have much time for small talk. She settled down in the lions lap, blushing heavily as he cradled her head and pushed the teat into her mouth. She suckled the bottle down in record timing, ignoring the gentle rocking and babytalk the lion was subjecting her to. No doubt these were all clever psychological techiniques into subduing their patients. Soon the bottle was sucked dry. She felt uncomfortably full, but she had upheld her end of the bargain. The guard patted the front of her diaper.
“There whose a good girl eating up all her numnums. Was that good? I bet it was.”

Again Star tried her best to ignore the patronising, eager to remind him of the deal
“There, done...now quick...take me to the bathroom....Please.”

The lion chuckled. “You're wearing your bathroom Titch, you couldn't be any closer. So just go in your diaper like a little pissy pants baby, I mean you just suckled down a whole bottle of formula like a little infant, so you're clearly getting accustomed to your new role. It won't take much effort on your part to just let go and soak yourself. I'm sure if you start crying like a proper little baby, someone will come change you eventually.” The lion plucked Star up, carrying her over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes.

“You promised!” Star whined her face flushing red realizing she was going to have no choice but to use the thick padding between her legs.
“I dont wanna...” She moaned. The guard patting her heavily diapered butt as he chuckled and carried her through the corridor through to another room full of other furs in exactly the same get up as she was. Only they seemed to have collars on and were facing away from her. She was set down on her feet. They all seemed bigger than her...then she realised they were all men, but dressed in the same pink outfits and diapers.

“HEY! Someone tell this dude...mrrphphh..” Star was cut off making her demands known as a pacifier was forced into her muzzle, she couldnt even yelp in surprise as straps were fastened at the back of her head locking the pacifier in place. She tried using her tongue and teeth to adjust the bulb of the oversized infant soother but the bulb filled her whole mouth, she could barely mumble through it.
“There! That's sooo much better. Much more quiet. What a good quiet little girl you are now. But I guess now the problem is, I dont know if you need the bathroom, so i'm just going to assume that you don't want me to take you there anymore.”
The lion ruffled Stars hair as the dragon warden entered the room carrying a clipboard. Star locked eyes with the dragon she glared at him, he stared cooly back at her for a moment or two then smiled walking up to her and gently affixing a collar around her neck.
“So glad you could join us, I trust breakfast was to your satisfaction.”

The lion answered for her “Warden Seti, sir, she's just been a delight, cooing and giggling and babbling like a real baby it's like she was born for this role. I fed her her breakfast and played peekaboo with her...”

Star blushed several shades of red at the lies the lion was spewing, more psychological weapons to blittle her, none of that was true but she couldn't defend herself, Star managed a low growl at the lion but this was still the least of her worries, she was now visibly hopping from foot to foot, the pressure on her bladder too great, she knew she had moments left before she would be using the diaper around her waist.

Warden Seti noticed her fidgetting and he chuckled.
“Surely the diuretics in the formula couldnt have worked THAT quickly on you.”

Stars ears splayed in dismay. There had been diuretics in that bottle? What else had been in there?
The dragon seemed to understand Stars thought process and he chuckled again.
“I told you that you wouldn't be smiling next time we met.”

Star's bladder chose that moment to give way and suddenly she was flooding the front of her thick padding, her ears flattened against her skull and she turned several shades of red as her bladder emptied into the thick thirsty infantile padding she wore.
“Uh oh, looks like our newest recruit is having an accident, don't worry sweetheart, someone will change that soggy little diaper of yours and get you all clean and dry...later. You're going to be wearing diapers for a while, especially after the concoctions we'll be feeding you during the course of the day. But for now we're going for a walk, isn't that right everyone.”

The Warden hooked a claw around Stars new collar and pulled her over towards the rest of the group, Star reluctant to move as she was still relieving herself but had no choice as the dragon moved forward, walking and wetting was an odd sensation and somehow enforced her infantile state further and she whimpered pathetically as the Warden looped a chain through a small metal hoop attached to the collar. Star realised with cold dread that she was now connected, convoy style to the fur in front. Her bladder finally empty she looked down at her heavily padded crotch, it sagged on her now tha she had seriously flooded herself. She felt humiliated, disgusted at herself, even more so that now she was secretly wishing someone would come change her. How embarrassing to admit she wanted someone to strip her down clean her up and put her in a fresh diaper, if only to get away from the wet clammy feeling she was now experiencing. If she was going to be in diapers all day at least being in a clean one would be preferable. But she was just like a real kitten now, at someone elses mercy to come fix her situation. She blushed harder, staring at the floor, feelings confused and scared.

She could feel someone tugging at her from behind and noticed that another fur had been attached to the chain behind her.
And suddenly light filled the room as the door opened wide and the early morning light rushed in.

The Warden stood at the front.
“Well gentlemen....and lady. Today you will be the first examples in an undoubtedly long trend of examples in this town. You will be humiliated and ridiculed to the point where you will wish you'd have never been born. You all suckled down a full bottle of our special formula this morning like good little babies so i'm sure by the time we get to noon you'll all be quite soggy AND messy lowlifes. But that's okay our new brand of diaper is extremely absorbant and can take a serious amount of punishment. So hears the deal, once one of the diapers leaks, or when the sun goes down, that's when we all get to come back here. Up until that point we pound the streets and show off just how compliant our new scheme makes offenders. The better behaved you all are, the easier things will be for you. Do we have a deal?”

Star paled. She didn't want to be walking around in sodden and messy diapers all day. A yank on the chain and everyone lurched forward as the dragon strode confidently out into the morning sun humming a perky tune. Star tried to stand fast, but with everyone else moving she stood no chance. What was more mortifying was she realised that due to the diapers being so thick she couldn't actually walk properly it was more a tottered waddling reserved for...well...toddlers just learning to walk. She sucked on the pacifier, agitated, hoping no one would see the ridiculous parade. But she knew this town well and knew that they were heading straight for the high street. She also knew it was morning rush hour by this point so the streets would be packed with commuters and worse parents taking their kids on the school run. Again she tried to stop but the chain around her collar kept pulling her ever forward. She would find a way to end this sick project. She glared into the back of the wardens head. Oh yes, she would make him pay.