A Thief's Gambit By: Mia Mida

[Mia Mida]

Hi there~ This is definitely one of my favorite stories I've written about... well me x3 my character at least~ I hope you all enjoy the cuteness~ it's got diapers and thievery and haywire machines!~ 

 

“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, a large building emblazoned with a blue and pink bunny mascot. 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, the wall sliding shut behind her.

Looking around the dark room, Mia pressed a few buttons into her arm, causing it to start 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. Get your head back in the game!”

Starting her search down the hallway, Mia made sure to stay low, her black clothing helping her blend into the shadows as she looked into the different rooms through the windows. Lots of office desks and filing cabinets were all she seemed to find, no sight of the object. Sighing a bit as she continued, she made her way 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 performing their duties. Total and complete automation of the workforce made sure that companies like these could keep production up and payments down, only needing occasional maintenance.

Heading further down the hall, she passed more showrooms seemingly showing off many automated showcases. Fully automated self-cleaning and cooking kitchens, laundry rooms that fold and make their own clothes based on the preference of the house and similar sights. Passing a few more rooms, her ears twitched as she turned to see a gigantic security robot the size of the hallway she was in staring down at her.

“Intruder Detected; preparing to sweep the area and apprehend.”

Thinking quickly, Mia dashed over to a nearby door and tried to open it, struggling as it was locked up tight. Flicking the tip of her bionic ring finger open, she reveals a lockpick, attempting to pick the lock. As the door’s tumblers set into place, she heard a loud click before ducking inside in the nick of time, watching the robots pass by. The pressure-change as the large machine passed by caused the door to slam shut in her face.

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 though something struck her as very odd here; unlike the rest of the rooms, this one was completely still.

Getting a bit of a chill down her spine, Mia turned back towards the door, placing her hand on it before her ears perked up. She immediately turned back as she heard movement, seeing a mannequin form walking towards her, its boxy skeletal frame reaching out and grabbing her hand. Letting out another shriek in surprise, Mia tugged hard, struggling against the metallic hold as the bot gripped tighter accompanied by a smooth robotic voice from the ceiling.

“Movement detected, scanning charge now.”

Mia instinctively covered herself as best she could while a blue grid-like scan shone from the robot's lens over her body. While 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 prepping the weapons systems, a short slender blade extending from her pointer finger.

“No way you are gonna record me being here you freaky bot! Let me go!”

Swinging her arm out to slash at the robot, Mia gasped as her momentum was suddenly and forcibly stopped. Looking into what once was a mannequin frame instead stared back at her with stern green eyes. Covered in a thin film of synthetic skin, the newly formed synthetic cat woman stood in front of Mia, towering over her by a few feet at least as it now spoke in a silky, slightly less robotic tone to her.

“Now, there’s no need for a baby to have such a dangerous toy is there? Let’s just take care of that, then we can get you properly dressed.”

The sweetly maternal voice caused Mia to stop mid-struggle, hearing mechanical whirs before feeling a weight removed from her body. She gasped in horror as she saw her metallic arm tossed into a chute, looking now to the smooth metal plate covered where it once was connected.

Before she could utter much more than a mewl of fright, she felt herself being whisked up into the large synthetic cat’s arms, being whisked away deeper into the room. Once laid on a rather cushioned surface, Mia finally fought up the strength to speak out towards the robot.

“Now you listen here, you malfunctioning piece of shi- mpppgh?!”

Another stern look greeted her as a large pacifier was shoved right into her mouth. The bulb of the pacifier seemed to form fit inside; not only was it unable to be removed by her hands alone, it didn’t obstruct her air passages and effectively silenced the girl. As the robot cat girl started to shred off Mia’s clothing, she spoke with a stern tone as she gathered supplies under the table.

“You are very clearly a naughty little kitten. I think after we diaper and dress you up properly, you are due a little time out for that bad language young lady!”

Mia looked on in disbelief as a large pink disposable diaper was pulled out and into her line of sight. Her legs were lifted and crossed, she mewling and moaning muffled behind the pacifier, her cheeks growing redder and redder as she felt the thick padding now rest under her bottom. A dusting of powder followed as her nose was assaulted once again by that sweet smell from earlier.

Feeling her legs splayed apart as the diaper was pulled up and snugly taped around her hips, 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.

She felt herself lifted under her arms and placed on the.. thing’s hip, soon finding herself placed in a large pink highchair, the tray being snapped in place over her stomach. Taking a glance at the mirror across the room, Mia felt her eyes tear up with embarrassment. Sitting there was not the strong competent thief she had grown into, only a whiny tiny toddler kitten being punished for her deeds.

Looking at the tall cat robot, she saw it set a small egg timer on a nearby surface, turning the dial. She then turned back towards Mia and looked sternly to her, one finger on their hand out and wagging as she spoke.

“I think five minutes is more than enough to set you straight. Once your little time out session is over, we’ll get you properly dressed, get some tasty food in your little tummy and then maybe we’ll see about bringing your little toy back to you; only if you’re a good girl for me.”

What followed was some of the most excruciatingly boring waiting Mia has ever dealt with. She had run dry on escape plans quickly, especially without her tools or arm. She was completely at the mercy of this crazy machine until it returned her things. Just as she wondered if it could get any worse, she heard the egg timer go off and prompted the robotic cat girl to return with a bowl in hand, the contents of it only really able to be described as ‘slop’.

“It’s lunchtime for you, precious little kitten~”

With mechanical grace, the robot pulled the pacifier out of her mouth. Feeling her lips and tongue finally freed, Mia spoke out, looking to give this crazy mechanical being a piece of her mind!

“Stop this and let me out of this, you crazy mother fu-mmppghh..”

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 covering her face and dribbling down all over her.

Mia was met with another spoonful of slop for her trouble into her mouth, 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 along her messy face as she mumbled and pouted.

Once the cleaning was done, Mia was unlocked and 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 grimaced 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 though inevitably falling right onto her bottom, causing the sizable diaper between her legs to puff a bit of powder out of the leg hems.

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 tumble to the floor with metallic clunks.

Mia’s arm looked brand new, cleaned and fixed as it was brought over to her, the whirring of mechanical sounds being heard as it was refastened to her shoulder Flexing her arm to test the range, she grinned after seeing everything seemed to be working.

“Be a good girl and play nicely with your toys, you  hear me?”

Standing firmly with a new resolve, the thief input the code for her blade once more, taking a broad swing at her captor. She would show this bucket of bolts what she could do with her toys!

‘Squeaky!’

Blinking to herself, Mia noticed the blade was replaced by a squeaker soft toy, recoiling back to try again. Tapping at her arm once more, she inputted the code for her lockpick, though she was met not with her lockpick but jingling, dangling plastic keys. With a soft giggle, the robotic cat girl reached over to pick Mia up in her arms, cradling her before cooing down, a sweet smile crossing her face.

“Now the baby can’t hurt herself anymore and she will be safe here with us for a good long time. Let’s get you nice and comfortable in your new home, little one~”

[Quite-Tiff]

This was a cute and enjoyable little story to read.

[FloridaKid]

Cute one-shot or the beginning of a larger story? Your world has lots of potential and I’d sure like to know what’s so special about the black box!

[Mia Mida]

I've been thinking on some continuations~