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I didn't fight it as I felt myself being moved. Too tired, having had the first night of real sleep since been taken, I just enjoyed being able to lay and sleep. My eyes still barely opened as I felt myself sat up and felt somethign press to my lips. It radiated warmth and smelled amazing. On instinct my mouth opened, accepting a spoonful of delicious oats and fruits as I moaned around the spoon. It was followed up by a nice warm cup of what tasted like milk... only... sweeter. It was at that moment, I fully opened my eyes as my smile faded as I saw Anya standing before me with a spoon in hand. Immediately I gulped, feeling my cheeks redden as the horrors of my situtation all came flooding back to me. "Um uh... th-thank you... for the breakfast," I sheepishly said, wiping a bit of milk from my face as I dared not look her in the eye after the events of last night

After the horrors I experienced during the night, I slept like a log in the prison cell like crib. She found me curled up in a ball under a blanket, my mouth open with drool oozing from it with the pacifier from the night before laying next to my head. I could have slept for many more hours if not for hearing the sing song voice rouse me from unconsciousness. "Hmmmm, five more minutes," I slurred, turning away from her as I tried to sleep in more. Having just been awoken, I forgot where I was, imaging I was still in my own bed, despite being thousands of miles away as this woman's doll.

I made no move as she wiped me clean, cooing as I gasped from as the cream was applied to my raw but and a fresh diaper wrapped around my waist. I simply nodded as she informed me I’d have to sleep more, honestly thankful for some time to recover after such a terrible experience. I accepted the pacifier, blushing as she looked down at me as I laid in the crib but accepted my predicament… for now. I closed my eyes, hoping I’d awaken the next day to find this whole thing was just a terrible nightmare

I flinched away from the large digit. Even if it was just a gentle stroke, I didn't want to show this woman any sign that I was okay with her purchasing me! But it only got worse as the name... my new name... echoed through my ears... 'Princess,' I thought, a well of deep humiliation as my identity had been stripped away and replaced with the girly petname, 'Princess.' i was so stunned I didn't even have a chance to move (not that i could given the drug) away from the worker as she secured the diamond choker around my neck! "H-hey!" i objected, trying to pull the damn thing off and away with what little strength I had as I was placed back in the crate. But it wouldn't budge, secured seemingly eternally around my neck, to show who I belonged to! I watched as money was exchanged and the transaction completed. I felt a wellspring of panic as I found myself carried off towards the exit! I hadn't been outside since I got here, but I wanted nothing more than than to stay inside if it meant avoiding my fate as this womans personal plaything! "Please no! I don't wanna go!" i begged as tears began to fall down my freshly painted cheeks. But my cries fell on deaf ears as I was loaded into the lavish limo, and placed at the feet of the woman who called herself my owner. I crawled away from the door of my crate towards the back, hoping to avoid being snatched into the 'loving' arms of her.

The cold, uncaring expressions of the workers did nothing to help my displeasure as I found myself whisked off with freshly painted nails and secured into a salon chair. I couldn’t believe what was happening as my hair was brushed and curled. I tried to shake away but all that did was let the extensions fall around my face. Next the makeup! I had never worn any before so the sensation of having my face painted was strange and unwelcome. And with no mirror around I couldn’t even see the damage of what they did to my face! And last but not least… the dress! “No… no I’m a man!” I objected, as loudly as I could, which in reality was more of a slurred whimper as the either effortless secured it over me before depositing me in the purple crate. I looked out through the door and saw the woman who had claimed me writing away and some paper. I crawled to the bars of the front of the cage. “Please… please don’t do this.. I… I don’t want this!” I said, tears forming in my eyes

I tried to back away, but it was no use as the worker dragged me from my cage! “No wait! I don’t want them to take m-AH!” I screamed as I felt the needle go in and once again my body went heavy and sluggish. Unable to even try to fight, I was helpless to stop the grooming process. Despite my drugged state, I could tell the process was more thorough, that the products used seemed to be more lavish and expensive. It wasn’t until once the bath ended that I really started to panic, as I looked down to see all traces of my body hair completely gone! ”No…. No…” I weakly protested as the powerful hands laid me down in the pink diaper and forced it on before I found myself in a station I’d never been before. My legs and arms were splayed out, allowing easy access for the two workers to bring the tiny brushes to my fingers and toes as I watched the pink coating painted across their surface. ‘This can’t be happening,’ I thought, too weak from the drug to even speak up in protest in this moment, ‘this lady can’t just pretend like I’m a girl!’

I was surprised after my change. Instead of being returned to my cage, I found myself in the store front, placed in a playpen with another shrunken man! I shivered nervously as I watched two figures approach. The woman was quite beautiful, especailly considering all the women I'd seen recently were either heartless workers or diapered and small. But as they spoke I started getting more nervous. 'A girl?' i thought, 'She wants a girl? S-so why am I here?' I quickly got my answer as i was suddenly lifted up to her face. My heart skipped a beat as she actually acknowldged me! The sudden moment of huminzation felt surprisingly impactful but I was quickly shocked as she handed me back to the employee, referring to me as a a her and demanded I get bathed! "Wait what?" I objected as i was carried off, "N-no wait I don't wanna be adopted! A-and I'm not a girl! I'm a man! A man!" My objections continued as I was dropped back int the grooming area, I back to the back of the cage, terrified for when it would be my turn to be groomed!

The week that passed was torturous. Unable to eat or drink other than what was provided in the cage. I tried to hold out for as long as I could, but after awhile of starving I was forced to eat the kibble and drink from the water bottle. I did my best to use my hands to get the water out, trying not to degrade myself too much by suckling from it. Of course the worst part was a lack of bathroom, as again I tried like hell to avoid it, but ended up being forced to empty my waste into the diaper. A change was the one time of day I actually was almost happy to have one of the workers. Almost. The rest of the time was just pure boredome. Forced to watch what they thought was appropriate. Forced to play amongst piles of toys in a play pen. Forced to sleep when the lullabies started. “I can’t live like this,” I said, nearing the point of breaking down after my exam with the silent doctor. I had no idea what the point of her weighing and measuring me was for, although I knew I had shrunk further one day when I had awoken in a too small diaper and onesie. “I just have to stay strong,” I repeated to myself, “I’m not gonna let these bastards sell me off like some pet!”

The waiting felt like an eternity. Thankfully, the drugs effects subsided after about an hour, allowing me to once again stand. Although my body ached from being manhandled against my will. finally something happened, as my cage was taken into yet another room. It looked like a storage station. I tried to fight the large hands but it was no use as I was deposited into the cage. The sight of the water bottle as well as a bowl of kibble keyed me in that I may be here awhile! “We’re not animals!” I loudly protested, kicking the bowl of kibble as it scattered across the floor of my prison, “Let us out!” Almost on cue the lights dimmed and music played. Almost mocking my protest. With no option of escaped I curled up against the back wall.

I looked in stunned terror at the almost factory like room. Shrunken victims being cleaned and prepped for a life of servitude and coddling! I looked in horror as the man from before came back and plucked me from the crate! “Sir… sir please…” I begged weakly, still recovering from whatever drug they’d given me, “you… can’t do this… please… please don’t do this.” But it was no use! Seemingly without recognizing me as a person, he effortlessly manhandled my drugged body. Even moving my head was an effort, let alone fighting off giant hands was impossible as I was cleaned from head to toe, lotioned, and diapered again. My longer than average hair was now cut neatly but still had some length to it. I rolled onto my back in the padded cage, breathing heavily as I feared whatever might come next as I was placed amongst the many other drugged and dressed tinies!

The pain is overwhelming as I lay in a crying mess over her lap! The shame of being manhandled and having my own mess smacked within the diaper is devastating as I weep from the pain! “Please… please no more… I’m… I’m sorry!” I stammer through the tears as my tormentor lays me on the changing table. The fight in me has been subdued for now as I lay motionless on the table, not even putting up an ounce of resistance as she strips me of the diaper, all the while berating my attempted escape! I do cringe as my own dirty diaper is placed on my chest, but I make no move to push it off, too scared that it may be viewed as another act of defiance that would be taken out on my all too sore rear!

I thrashed and thrashed with all my might but was too weak to move the carrier an inch. My resolve weakened further as I watched the dark hair woman reenter, carrying a metal tray. “Wh-what is that for?” I asked to no answer as she prepared herself and laid me down before injected me with a needle! ”Ohhh! What the hell was that!” I thrashed as much as I could as I started to feel the effects of the injection take hold. My mind felt foggy, my limbs heavy… too heavy. ”What… what was… tha” I slurred my words as she continued with her tests. I desperately wanted to fight back, especially as she began poking and prodding every little nook and cranny of my little body! But I just couldn’t. “You’re gonna… be sowwy,” I weakly threatened as I was rediapered and placed back into the carrier. i laid limply on the carrier as I heard the two workers talk before I was carried off into the grooming room. The screams and protests of other shrunken people was ever present in this room it seemed as my carrier was placed next to several other cages. I looked into the cage to see my fellow prisoners. ”Guys…” I weakly said, as I crawled to the front of the carrier, closer to them, “we gotta… we gotta find a way.. out of… here.”

I looked around in horror at the world that surrounded me! Shrunken men and women alike all stripped, diapered, and crammed into these padded cages, yelling to be released! I flinched as I heard the echoing yell of whoever was driving the van! "You're sick!" i screamed, trying to yell over the music to no avail, "Let us go now!" I yelled for awhile, begging and screaming, but the music drowned out all my cries. The next 30 minutes passed like an eternity as I was terrified of where I'd be ending up. I finally got some of an answer as the back was opened, revealing a dark haired woman! I watch as she collected several of my fellow victims before turning towards me! "N-no please! Stay back!" I cried as she opened up the cage. But it was no use, her soft, large hands effortlessly held me tightly in her control, as she deposited me into a more standard cage! I shivered as I collided with the cool, plastic floor of the cage, slipping atop it as it swayed in her grip as she walked into the building! "Mam please! Please just let me go!" i begged as I watched her fiddle with a computer, and even shredding my ID. It only got worse as she pulled me out, gettig my weight and measurements before depositing me in back into the cold cage, leaving me alone! "This can't be happening," I thought, sitting in the cage terrified, "I gotta try to get out of here!" I tried to ram into the side of the cage, thinking maybe I could knock it off the table and get free before any one found me, but it was much easier said than done given my diminished state.

My eyes slowly blinked open as I started to become aware of my surroundings. A soft padded, mattress lay beneath me, as the swaying movement of the car rocked me slightly, as if trying to calm me.... wait... CAR? I immediately sat up! My heart pounding as I tried to make sense of what was happening! I looked around in shock to see I was not in the comfort of my now oversized bed, but rather a full padded cage! "Oh no! No no no!" I exclaimed, running to the cage door and shaking it, "This is a mistake! I'm... I'm not small enough yet! Please let me out!" I shook and shook at the door, trying to break it, but it was no use! I had heard the stories of those small enough from the virus who were snatched up by organizations paid by the govenrment, but I never in a million years thought I'd fall victim to one! As the reality of the situation set in, I looked down and gasped as I saw my clothes were gone, now replaced with the humiliating article of a fluffy white diaper and a small yellow wristband! "Let me out of here!" i demanded, kicking agains the side of the cage desperately, terrified of where I'd be taken to!

I was only half way down the street before I heard the foot steps gain on me! I turned back just in time to see a man with a large bag over his shoulder and a massive, at least to me, syringe in the other! "Wh-what the he-mphhhh!" i scream against his hand as I tried to fight and kick away from his hold on me! But it was no use! I felt a sharp, painful jab in my neck as my eyes looked to see the plunger of the needle being pushed down! I thrashed, trying to get away, but it was only a matter of seconds as my eyelinds became impossibly heavy! I used the last of my energy to try to smack at the man, but my limbs were like wet noodles bouncing off a brick wall before my vision faded completely, passing out in the alley.