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"Thanks," the woman said, her ruby red lips curving into a smile as she sat beside the little man. Even sitting down she was a head taller than the short man, a dynamic she very much enjoyed. The man seemed nervous, "I'm Stacy," she said, leaning over towards him, bumping her shoulder into him to grab his attention, "And you are?"

“This seat taken?” the man heard. To his left he could see a gorgeous woman speaking to him. She was clad in a a low cut top and a tight pair of jeans, with long blonde hair and piercing blue eyes. She gave him a kind smile as she asked to sit beside him in the empty seat next to him.

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I had to fight the urge to meekly nod and fall into place as her voice turned stern in her response. But my brows narrowed as I glared at her as she went on about how broken I was! "No!" I said stomping my foot down, "I... I won't do it! I'm not some... some baby boy for you to talk down to! I won't play along with this idiotic rehabilitation! If you want a baby go have one of your own!"

While i didn't appreciate her condescending tone or firm words, I simply nodded along, still trying my best to understand what the hell I was doing here! 'Infancy.... raised again?' i thought quietly, furrowing my brow as no doubt she could see the confusion, and even a bit of irritability on my face as failed to grasp what was going on. "H-hold on hold on," i interrupted, shaking my head, "Raising me? What the hell are you talking about... you're making it sound like I'll be treated like a kid!" I sat up straight trying my best not to sink down at her firm gaze

I wanted to pul away as she started leading me in, but one look at the officers told me that would not be wise. So I walked in at her side. I fiddled with my cuffs, trying to see if there was even a chance to get them off myself but the hard metal wouldn't give. I looked around, taking in the sight of the extravagant house in the daylight. I looked towards the window I had broken through, already replaced and fixed as if nothing had happened. The only sign of my breaking in is the anger lying beneath the wrathfu gaze of the owner. I sat on the towel, blushing at the strange act, as I sat on the couch. I had a hard time keeping her gaze, especially as she began telling me the alternative to whateer this strange arrangement was. I coudl only imagine what would happen to me in prison... "O-okay," I started, still not fully understanding what she was getting at, "S-so what does that mean exactly? Are you gonna be like my... sponsor? Parole officer? What?"

I watched as the key to my freedom was pocketed away into the possession of the victim of my crime. I had never expected to see this house again so the fact I was standing before it, seemingly being handed off to this woman was shocking to say the least! "L-listen" i say, trying to ignore her strange threats of punishment, "I uh.... I don't know why these guys brought me here but I don't want any trouble okay?" I looked to the officers, seeing the woman give me a warning look as I looked back to the woman. "A-Am I just here to... apologize or something to you?" I ask towards the homeowner.

I watched in horror as the car pulled up and the woman I had just tried to rob exiting the home! "What the hell is this?" i asked nervously, but neither of the officers driving the car paid me any mind as they exited the vehicle. I simply ducked down, not wanting to face the surprisingly smiling face of the woman. "He's right here for you mam," one of the officers, a tall muscular man said with a smile towards the homeowner, "He's handcuffed currently for your convience. Feel free to release him as you see fit." The man handed over a set of keys to the woman as my eyes widened at what was going on. "Will you being needing any help escorting him inside?" the other officer, a fit looking woman asked, "Some of the rehabilitation candidates can end up being a bit of a handful in the beginning." I watched in shock at what, i wanted to ask what was happening but opted to remain quiet for now.

It was supposed to be an easy job. A quick smash and grab, stealing from some old money heiress. I had watched her leave when I had made my move. Unfortunately, the contact who had suggested the hit failed to inform me of her security system. Not 5 minutes after i started moving through the house, police lights shown through the windows. I didn’t stand a chance. i was quickly apprehended and hauled off to the nearest police station to be booked and charged with felony breaking and entering. I knew I’d be going away for along time. Or so I thought… After a few days of being locked up and being prepared to move to prison I was told that my sentence was changed. I wasn’t permitted to know the details of my new sentence as I was hauled away into a car to god knows where! I looked out the window of the car as my eyes widened, seeing the all too familiar sight of the massive mansion I had tried stealing from as the cops pulled up into the driveway!

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“No no no!” I practically begged as the woman effortlessly stopped my escape attempt. I tried to fight it, but it was no use. The woman effortlessly carried me off through the soon to be bustling nursery and towards the high chairs. The sight of the the babies eating made me freeze. Especially since both seemed slightly bigger than myself. Before I knew it I was secured in place, with no hope of pushing the secured tray away! “Please,” I begged to the woman tears welling in my eyes of the situation, “I’m not… this is a misunderstanding!”

I furrowed my brow, surprised to hear her admittedly somewhat convincing take on her situation. But I cringed at how easily she referred to her owner as 'mommy,' shaking my head at the crimson red flag of submission that this woman had displayed. "So being talked down to and treated like a pet is worth it if it means you're not working? Being kidnapped and having your life stripped away all because you got some stupid disease! That's ridiculous! I mean look at you! You're dressed like a baby, trapped underneath a table at a restaurant and you're fine with that? Have you ever even tried to escape?" Before she could answer me I saw the well manicured hand of the woman who bought me lower down, and I flinched back in resposne, but watched as she opened the door and dropped off a babyish sippy cup. "I don't want you're stupid treat!" I yelled, getting more upset as this childish treatment went on and kick the sippy cup down

I flinched as I heard the voice nearby and turned to see the woman in the carrier nearby! For a brief moment I felt a sense of relief, thinking there was someone else here who could relate to my struggles. But my eyes widened and my heart fell at her words. "Y-you're kidding me, right?" I ask, stepping up to the carrier door to get a better look at her, "You call this easy?!? We're adults! Not babies to be coddled or pets to be tossed in a carrier!" I could feel my heart pounding with annoyance but tried to settle myself, not wanting to draw the ire of the four rich snobs currently talking above them. "How long have you even been stuck like this anyway?"

Wherever we were going, the drive was incredibly long. Thankfully not in the hands of this insane woman I remained in the cage, and found myself drowsy from the events of the day as the swaying of the limosine lulled me to sleep. I was only finally awoken when the carrier was lifted and handed off, jostling me from my slumber. "H-huh?" I asked confused, wiping the long locks of newly curled hair out of my face as I looked towards the cage door to see where we were. I blanched as I saw what looked like a fine dining establishment! Fancy foods, lavish drinks, and of course, very wealthy people. I felt my heard pounding again as I was carried deeper into the heart of this festering pool of wealth! Of course, no one seemed to bat an eye if they caught sight of the 'cute little thing' trying to hide from sight in the back of the carrier. I felt my world jostled again as I was set beneath the table, my view of the table the long legs of the two women nearest me as the two discussed me like I wasn't even there! My panic especially heightened as they discussed their own 'training tips' and I feared what this woman would have in store for me! "H-hey!" i chimed in from down below, "I-I don't want any playdates or training or anything from you! I just want you to let me go!"

'Of course I'm scared,' I thought angrily as the two talked about me like I wasn't even there, 'You just bought me and are treating me like a pet! And a girl one at that!' "I don't want your love! I wanna go back to my real home!" I whimpered, fighting back tears as the limo took off down the road, trying to ignore the fact she'd referred to herself as 'mommy.' At the very least I was able to garner some insight on who these strangers were as the ride went on. If the fancy limo wasn't clue enough to tell me these two were very well off, the way these two discussed their various businesses and financial investments would have give it away. Especially the way the woman discussed her job, if it could even be called that. The thought of being stuck with this woman day and night, given her undivided attention to her 'new pet' sent shivers down my spine as I feared what was to come. 'I'll just need to find a way to escape,' I thought hopefully, 'Just escape.... and get home... and I'll be fine.' As I tried to stay hopeful I looked at the ridiculous outfit I'd been put in. I pulled at the lace, of the dress, trying to tear it off. But it appeared they made these outfits with the thought of unwanted removal in mind, as it was remarkably difficult. The best I could hope to do what wrinkle the edges and hem as I pulled at the dress as the ride went on.

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!”