
“This looks like the place…”
The night sky was alive with the sounds of sirens as small chrome robots sputtered through the sky their beams of light shining on the ground wildly searching. Slinking carefully across the ground Mia stealthily moved in the darkness the cyborg cat grinning smugly as she looked at her quarry. Before her stood a large building emblazoned in a pastel pink and blue bunny. A large security machine floated overhead as she stayed low. It wouldn't do her well to be caught now!
She had been told to steal a special piece of technology. Pulling up her right arm and hitting a few buttons on the prosthetic a small screen popped up showing her prize. A nearly nondescript black box no bigger than her palm. Mia didn't know what it was nor did she ask. You don't get far into the thieving business by asking unnecessary questions.
Searching around the outside of the building Mia scratched her head gently. A small flashing light caught her eye as she noticed the wall seem to slide open as more security bots fly out. Not one to look a gift horse in the mouth the cat girl waited until the bots flew away to slip inside as the wall slides closed behind her.
Looking around the dark room Mia pressed a few buttons into her arm causing a few of the circuits to glow with a dim red light. Turning to her left she let out a little shriek as she came face to face with a security bot. Catching her breath as she realized it was deactivated Mia slowly slinks out of the room.
“Don't be a scaredy cat, Mia… it's time to get serious.”
Starting her search down the hallway Mia made sure to stay low her black clothing helping her blend into the shadows as she looked through the windows into the different rooms. Lots of office desks and filing cabinets were all she seemed to find. Sighing a bit she started into a new wing of the building staying close to the wall as a security bot passed by.
Peering into the first window she passed she saw lots of moving conveyors and machines as they went along doing their thing. Total and complete automation of the workforce made sure that companies could keep production and sales up and payments down to maintenance.
Heading further down the hall she passed more showrooms seemingly showing off fully automated, self-cleaning and cooking, kitchens. Laundry rooms that fold and make their own clothes based on the preference of the house. As she passed a few more rooms her ears twitched as she turned to see a gigantic security robot the size of the hallway she was in.
“Intruder... Suspected… preparing a sweep.”
Thinking quickly Mia tried to reach the nearest door trying to open it she found it locked tight. Flicking the tip of her bionic ring finger open she reveals a lockpick. She could feel the large machine inching closer the rumbling of its treads growing stronger as she feels the click of the lock tumbling through the doorway as the machine passes by just outside. The pressure change as the large machine passed by causing the door to slam shut.
Grumbling a bit as she stood up Mia’s nose twitched as she smelled a sickeningly sweet smell. Looking around the room she appeared to be in some sort of nursery. The one thing she noticed about this room was that it was completely still. The lights were on but unlike the other rooms, there was nothing moving.
Getting a bit of a chill down her back Mia started to head towards the door placing her hand on it she heard movement turning to see a mannequin form walking towards her it’s boxy skeletal frame reaching out and grabbing her hand. Letting out a shriek Mia pulled back her back hitting the wall as the bot reached out again accompanied by a smooth robotic voice from the ceiling.
“Movement detected… scanning charge now.”
Mia instinctively covered herself as the blue grid-like scan shone from the robots lens over her body. As it scanned her the form began to shimmer. Its shape seemed to contort and twist becoming more sleek and defined. Thinking quickly Mia presses a few buttons on her arm preparing its weapons systems as a blade forms out of her index finger.
“No way you are gonna record me being here you freaky bot.”
Swinging her arm out to slash at the robot Mia gasped as her momentum was suddenly and forcibly stopped. Staring into what once was a mannequin frame what, instead, looked back at her were stern green eyes. Covered in a thin film of synthetic skin the newly formed cat woman stood to her full height. she towered over mia by quite a few feet. Speaking in a silky slightly less robotic female voice it looked into Mia's eyes.
“Now now, There is no need for a baby to have such a dangerous toy. Let’s just take care of that, shall we? Then we can get you properly dressed.”
The sickeningly sweet maternal voice caused Mia to stop mid-struggle. With just enough time to hear mechanical whirs and feel a weight removed from her body. She gasped in horror seeing her arm tossed into a chute as she looked to the now smooth metal plate where it used to attach.
Before she could utter much more than a mewl of fright she felt herself being whisked up into the larger cat’s arms. As she was whisked away she felt herself laid on a padded surface as she looked up at the ceiling. Finally finding her voice Mia opened her mouth to speak.
“Now you listen here you malfunctioning piece of shi- Mpppgh?!”
Another stern look greeted her as a large pacifier was shoved into her mouth. The bulb of the pacifier seemed form fit so that not only was it unable to be removed by her hands alone. It didn’t obstruct her air passages. Speaking clearly as it started to rip off her clothes the robot reached under the table.
“You are very clearly a naughty little kitten. I think after we diaper you up you are due a little time out for that language young lady.”
Mia looked on in disbelief as a large pink disposable diaper was pulled into her line of sight. As her legs were lifted she mewled and moaned behind the pacifier her cheeks growing redder and redder as she felt the thick padding rest under her bottom. A dusting of powder followed as her nose was assaulted once again by the sweet smell.
Feeling her legs spread apart as the diaper was pulled up and snugly taped Mia looked down blushing brightly as the garment was covered in small kittens playing with yarn balls and enjoying bottles of milk. Feeling herself pulled into a sitting position, Mia tried to squirm and escape as best she could, only to be met by the stiff and rigid movements of her captor.
As she was lifted under the arms and placed on this…. thing’s…. hip Mia soon found herself placed in a large pink highchair. The tray snapping in place over her stomach. Taking a glance at the mirror on a door across the room Mia felt her eyes tear up with embarrassment. Sitting there was not the strong competent thief she had grown into but a whiny toddler kitten being punished for her deeds.
Looking at the tall cat she saw it had set a small egg time on the counter setting it to 5 minutes. Turning to the pacified thief she explained the situation.
“I think five minutes is enough to set you straight. After your little time out session, we will get you some food in that tummy. Finish dressing you. And seeing about returning your toy. We will see if you can be good from here on out.”
What followed was some of the most excruciatingly boring waiting Mia could think of. She had run dry on escape plans, especially without her tools or arm. She was at the mercy of this crazy machine until it returned her things. And just as she thought things surely couldn't get any worse the egg timer went off and the robot turned to he holding a bowl of what could only be described as slop.
“It’s lunchtime for you precious kitten.”
With mechanical grace, the robot pulled the pacifier out of her mouth. Feeling her lips and tongue finally freed Mia opened her mouth to give this glorified trash can a piece of her mind! That is until the spoonful of bland tasting mush filled her mouth. Squealing as the foul concoction slid down her throat Mia turned her head as another spoon collided with her cheek leaving the mucky gunk in a large portion of her face.
“Why won’t you stop this you crazy mother fu-mmppghh”
Mia was met with another spoonful of slop for her trouble continuing this back and forth until the bowl was finally empty and the girl in the highchair wore a sick look on her face, A wet cloth was brought down and rubbed into her messy face as she mumbles and pouted.
Once the cleaning was done Mia was lifted out of the chair though this time she was set in front of the mirror across the room. Fearing the worst but powerless to stop it the thief turned toddler grimace as she was what the robot held in front of her. A bright pink onesie covered in pictures of small dancing cherries with tiny smiling faces.
Once it was pulled over her head and snapped closed around her bulging diaper Mia had to focus to stay standing before inevitably falling onto her bottom causing the puffy disposable between her legs to puff a bit of powder out.
Her cheeks flushed with embarrassment as she saw that emblazoned on the front of the onesie in glittery pink cursive were the words. ‘A real Cherry-tail princess’. Mia groaned until she heard a small chute open and out of the corner of her eye she saw her arm.
Looking good as new as it was brought over to her by a long mechanical arm. More whirring sounds as she felt the familiar weight return to her. Flexing her mechanical arm she grinned triumphantly everything seemed to be working. Turning to her the robot smiled asking if Mia could try to be good and more responsible with her toys.
Standing firmly and with a new resolve the thief inputs the code for her blade and once again took a swing at her captor. She would show this bucket of bolts what she could do with her toys!
Squeaky
Shaking her head a bit as the blade seemed to bend against the robot’s body. She decided she would instead try to get into its inner workings. Inputting the code for her lockpick Mia was instead met with a pair of dangling, jingling, keys. She stared in disbelief, tears welling up in her eyes, as the shadow of the robot loomed over her.
“Now baby can’t hurt herself anymore. And she will be safe in here with us for a good long time.”
The night sky was alive with the sounds of sirens as small chrome robots sputtered through the sky their beams of light shining on the ground wildly searching. Slinking carefully across the ground Mia stealthily moved in the darkness the cyborg cat grinning smugly as she looked at her quarry. Before her stood a large building emblazoned in a pastel pink and blue bunny. A large security machine floated overhead as she stayed low. It wouldn't do her well to be caught now!
She had been told to steal a special piece of technology. Pulling up her right arm and hitting a few buttons on the prosthetic a small screen popped up showing her prize. A nearly nondescript black box no bigger than her palm. Mia didn't know what it was nor did she ask. You don't get far into the thieving business by asking unnecessary questions.
Searching around the outside of the building Mia scratched her head gently. A small flashing light caught her eye as she noticed the wall seem to slide open as more security bots fly out. Not one to look a gift horse in the mouth the cat girl waited until the bots flew away to slip inside as the wall slides closed behind her.
Looking around the dark room Mia pressed a few buttons into her arm causing a few of the circuits to glow with a dim red light. Turning to her left she let out a little shriek as she came face to face with a security bot. Catching her breath as she realized it was deactivated Mia slowly slinks out of the room.
“Don't be a scaredy cat, Mia… it's time to get serious.”
Starting her search down the hallway Mia made sure to stay low her black clothing helping her blend into the shadows as she looked through the windows into the different rooms. Lots of office desks and filing cabinets were all she seemed to find. Sighing a bit she started into a new wing of the building staying close to the wall as a security bot passed by.
Peering into the first window she passed she saw lots of moving conveyors and machines as they went along doing their thing. Total and complete automation of the workforce made sure that companies could keep production and sales up and payments down to maintenance.
Heading further down the hall she passed more showrooms seemingly showing off fully automated, self-cleaning and cooking, kitchens. Laundry rooms that fold and make their own clothes based on the preference of the house. As she passed a few more rooms her ears twitched as she turned to see a gigantic security robot the size of the hallway she was in.
“Intruder... Suspected… preparing a sweep.”
Thinking quickly Mia tried to reach the nearest door trying to open it she found it locked tight. Flicking the tip of her bionic ring finger open she reveals a lockpick. She could feel the large machine inching closer the rumbling of its treads growing stronger as she feels the click of the lock tumbling through the doorway as the machine passes by just outside. The pressure change as the large machine passed by causing the door to slam shut.
Grumbling a bit as she stood up Mia’s nose twitched as she smelled a sickeningly sweet smell. Looking around the room she appeared to be in some sort of nursery. The one thing she noticed about this room was that it was completely still. The lights were on but unlike the other rooms, there was nothing moving.
Getting a bit of a chill down her back Mia started to head towards the door placing her hand on it she heard movement turning to see a mannequin form walking towards her it’s boxy skeletal frame reaching out and grabbing her hand. Letting out a shriek Mia pulled back her back hitting the wall as the bot reached out again accompanied by a smooth robotic voice from the ceiling.
“Movement detected… scanning charge now.”
Mia instinctively covered herself as the blue grid-like scan shone from the robots lens over her body. As it scanned her the form began to shimmer. Its shape seemed to contort and twist becoming more sleek and defined. Thinking quickly Mia presses a few buttons on her arm preparing its weapons systems as a blade forms out of her index finger.
“No way you are gonna record me being here you freaky bot.”
Swinging her arm out to slash at the robot Mia gasped as her momentum was suddenly and forcibly stopped. Staring into what once was a mannequin frame what, instead, looked back at her were stern green eyes. Covered in a thin film of synthetic skin the newly formed cat woman stood to her full height. she towered over mia by quite a few feet. Speaking in a silky slightly less robotic female voice it looked into Mia's eyes.
“Now now, There is no need for a baby to have such a dangerous toy. Let’s just take care of that, shall we? Then we can get you properly dressed.”
The sickeningly sweet maternal voice caused Mia to stop mid-struggle. With just enough time to hear mechanical whirs and feel a weight removed from her body. She gasped in horror seeing her arm tossed into a chute as she looked to the now smooth metal plate where it used to attach.
Before she could utter much more than a mewl of fright she felt herself being whisked up into the larger cat’s arms. As she was whisked away she felt herself laid on a padded surface as she looked up at the ceiling. Finally finding her voice Mia opened her mouth to speak.
“Now you listen here you malfunctioning piece of shi- Mpppgh?!”
Another stern look greeted her as a large pacifier was shoved into her mouth. The bulb of the pacifier seemed form fit so that not only was it unable to be removed by her hands alone. It didn’t obstruct her air passages. Speaking clearly as it started to rip off her clothes the robot reached under the table.
“You are very clearly a naughty little kitten. I think after we diaper you up you are due a little time out for that language young lady.”
Mia looked on in disbelief as a large pink disposable diaper was pulled into her line of sight. As her legs were lifted she mewled and moaned behind the pacifier her cheeks growing redder and redder as she felt the thick padding rest under her bottom. A dusting of powder followed as her nose was assaulted once again by the sweet smell.
Feeling her legs spread apart as the diaper was pulled up and snugly taped Mia looked down blushing brightly as the garment was covered in small kittens playing with yarn balls and enjoying bottles of milk. Feeling herself pulled into a sitting position, Mia tried to squirm and escape as best she could, only to be met by the stiff and rigid movements of her captor.
As she was lifted under the arms and placed on this…. thing’s…. hip Mia soon found herself placed in a large pink highchair. The tray snapping in place over her stomach. Taking a glance at the mirror on a door across the room Mia felt her eyes tear up with embarrassment. Sitting there was not the strong competent thief she had grown into but a whiny toddler kitten being punished for her deeds.
Looking at the tall cat she saw it had set a small egg time on the counter setting it to 5 minutes. Turning to the pacified thief she explained the situation.
“I think five minutes is enough to set you straight. After your little time out session, we will get you some food in that tummy. Finish dressing you. And seeing about returning your toy. We will see if you can be good from here on out.”
What followed was some of the most excruciatingly boring waiting Mia could think of. She had run dry on escape plans, especially without her tools or arm. She was at the mercy of this crazy machine until it returned her things. And just as she thought things surely couldn't get any worse the egg timer went off and the robot turned to he holding a bowl of what could only be described as slop.
“It’s lunchtime for you precious kitten.”
With mechanical grace, the robot pulled the pacifier out of her mouth. Feeling her lips and tongue finally freed Mia opened her mouth to give this glorified trash can a piece of her mind! That is until the spoonful of bland tasting mush filled her mouth. Squealing as the foul concoction slid down her throat Mia turned her head as another spoon collided with her cheek leaving the mucky gunk in a large portion of her face.
“Why won’t you stop this you crazy mother fu-mmppghh”
Mia was met with another spoonful of slop for her trouble continuing this back and forth until the bowl was finally empty and the girl in the highchair wore a sick look on her face, A wet cloth was brought down and rubbed into her messy face as she mumbles and pouted.
Once the cleaning was done Mia was lifted out of the chair though this time she was set in front of the mirror across the room. Fearing the worst but powerless to stop it the thief turned toddler grimace as she was what the robot held in front of her. A bright pink onesie covered in pictures of small dancing cherries with tiny smiling faces.
Once it was pulled over her head and snapped closed around her bulging diaper Mia had to focus to stay standing before inevitably falling onto her bottom causing the puffy disposable between her legs to puff a bit of powder out.
Her cheeks flushed with embarrassment as she saw that emblazoned on the front of the onesie in glittery pink cursive were the words. ‘A real Cherry-tail princess’. Mia groaned until she heard a small chute open and out of the corner of her eye she saw her arm.
Looking good as new as it was brought over to her by a long mechanical arm. More whirring sounds as she felt the familiar weight return to her. Flexing her mechanical arm she grinned triumphantly everything seemed to be working. Turning to her the robot smiled asking if Mia could try to be good and more responsible with her toys.
Standing firmly and with a new resolve the thief inputs the code for her blade and once again took a swing at her captor. She would show this bucket of bolts what she could do with her toys!
Squeaky
Shaking her head a bit as the blade seemed to bend against the robot’s body. She decided she would instead try to get into its inner workings. Inputting the code for her lockpick Mia was instead met with a pair of dangling, jingling, keys. She stared in disbelief, tears welling up in her eyes, as the shadow of the robot loomed over her.
“Now baby can’t hurt herself anymore. And she will be safe in here with us for a good long time.”
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