This Neko is not amused! (Private for ChancellorCastro and MattBradock)

[Bellhart]

Alice couldn't help but sigh in boredom. It wasn't like there wasn't anything for the young Neko to do, there just wasn't anything she *wanted* to do, so she was content to lye there on her back, looking at the ceiling as her tail and ears twitched passively, the light reflecting of her lose fitting shirt and white skirt. Her room wasn't lacking for things to interact with.

One wall had a decently large bookshelf, with a variety of texts she was free to peruse. These were something of a rarity in a world that had become almost entirely digital. However Genicore didn't want to risk any unauthorised access to some of its highly prised stock, even through something as unlikely as a reader tablet. Stranger things had happened in the world of cutthroat corporate espionage.

The rest of the room had various items scattered around. One of the other corners held her bed,a rather large one, given her size, decked out in the usual way, but for the garishly pink covers.

There were a few beanbags haphazardly thrown around, and even a scratching post, bolted to the floor in the middle of the room. It was clearly well used, though Alice didn't like to admit it. She felt it a bit undignified to give in to her feline urges so publicly sometimes.

The only electronic recreation could be seen in the television set moulded into one of the walls. Showing pre-aproved content only, on a closed circuit. Most of it was kids shows, which the 10 year old had liked growing up, but was now stating to feel she was above.

A large window all along one wall let in plenty of natural sunlight during the day which lit up her alright light blonde hair, and an en-suite off to the side contained wash facilities and a toilet. Something of a novelty for many of the staff who worked in the facility, since Neko's before Alice's generation had been notorious for their lack of continence. Alice herself found it rather annoying, both from the teasing she sometimes got from staff, and the other, younger generation Neko's she interacted with during her outdoors time, who were always blissfully unaware when they needed their nappies changed.

Right now however, her lack of enthusiasm was at least partially due to some news she had heard that she was being put out for adoption any day now. If that was true, the first she'd know of it would be when a staff member brought the perspective adopter to have a look at her in her room. If they said yes, she'd be considered sold product, and receive a quick checkup before being whisked away to her new home. And genicore could congratulate themselves on another successful product launch, probably with another bottle of champagne.

[Matt_Bradock]

Matthew Archibald Bradock was glad to have the tinted windows and the robotic chaffeur both included in the Rolls-Royce. This way no one saw that he couldn't hide his excitement and grin as the self-driving car passed the gate to GeniCore Hybridization Facility 1, the bland name hiding the facility that literally made his wildest dreams true - for a suitably wild price, that is.
Not like it mattered. His pockets were deep. Bradock Robotics had its stock soaring, the learning neural AI he personally helped code to assist astronauts in the upcoming Mars colony project, operating the autonomous robotic assistants designed for low-gravity and extreme environmental conditions (a.k.a space or Martian surface) landed a multi-billion dollar contract. it wasn't the first big hit, and nor was it going to be the last. And now that he had hired the most capable experts in the field, he didn't have to be around people so much.

To be honest, Matthew hated people. The overwhelming majority of them, at least. The lot were mostly preposterous, hypocritical, selfish, ignorant and too absorbed in absolutely meaningless things while ignoring the actually important issues. Sometimes he wondered how the hell did humanity survive this far at all.
He was irritated by small talk, never watched commercial TV and got sucked into the anime and manga subculture. Essentially a shut-in NEET, who only got by because he was a genius robotics engineer with a calculating mind who planned 20 moves ahead in business, purely relying on logic and science leaving emotion out of the equation.
That is, until 36-year-old Matthew, the British gentlemen who had graduated top of his class in Oxford, went to get a Master's Degree in electronic engineering, and then switched to Cambridge go get another Master's degree in mechatronics and a Bachelor's in business management, heard that GeniCore (whom he so far treated as competition since they were offering a different solution to the problem he was: substituting humans for risky, long-term space missions) offered their latest batch of cat-human hybrid children up for sale as pets to raise funds and prove the product's reliability.
And he knew he absolutely, definitely, 100% had to buy one of them. The Holy Grail for a shut-in otaku like himself, the meme since the early 2010s, a genetically engineered catgirl, a Neko.
He didn't even look at the price tag. He didn't care. As soon as GeniCore approved the sale to him, he was completely obsessing over this. Looking up the UN regulations on the hybrids, having a room fitted for her in his mansion, ordering all the cutest clothes, accessories and restraints he could find or have custom made for her, getting all the supplies he thought she would ever need and then some more.

And now, on the day of the pickup, he could barely contain himself. As the Royce stopped, he looked at the right side of the back seat, at the custom fitted baby pink booster seat with the colorful paw print pattern, and the metallic case next to it which he grabbed, as he got out. It wasn't money, of course, it was for Alice, as he learned the name of his newest little acquisition, so she could leave with him without breaking the law.

One last check. On his Italian black leather shoes, on his dark navy blue Armani suit, on his light blue silk shirt, navy-maroon striped tie, golden TAG Heuer watch, oldschool mechanical Swiss piece of art, and a quick check of his short hair and neatly trimmed goatee in the rearview mirror, then he walked in through the front door, and immediately showed his driving license to the receptionist.
- Matthew Bradock, I have an appointment to pick up Alice. - he cut to the chase, without even the formal introduction, forcing himself to remain calm and look like he had authority. Appearing cold, as he learned, helped with that, and was part of what people considered the "boss" attitude, and expected it from a CEO of a Fortune 100 company. It was an act, though, as under that mask of pompous indifference, Matt was an excited child, about to get a new toy he'd been craving for a decade.
The little girl probably didn't even know but her fate was already sealed. This was just a formality, a company policy to grant a face-to-face for the buyer before the deal was finalised, to prove she matched the description and photos.

As soon as he met an actual caretaker, or higher-up, someone with the authority to take him to his new property, he handed the case over.
- I had the outfit and the equipment custom made for her, according to regulations regarding nekos in public, by a state approved manufacturer. I require her to be dressed in them for transportation.
Inside the case, was a thick pink diaper, designed originally for nighttime use, a light pink short sleeved onesie with red trim and tiny cartoonish animal head prints all over it, and 3 crotch snaps that were actually miniaturised versions of the Segufix system, requiring a magnetic key to open once closed. Then there were a pair of mittens and booties, both shaped like kitten paws with pink cuffs on the wrist and ankle parts with a similar magnetic lock and a cute little bell, and a matching pink collar, with a heart-shaped golden lock and a gold-coated steel ring hanging on it for a leash to be attached, but this time only another cutesy golden bell hung from it. Last but definitely not least, a matching pink safety harness that had a crotch strap as well as shoulder, chest and waist straps, upper arm straps, and two D-rings on the waist strap to attach the cuffs on the mittens to.
Alice probably no idea of it coming, but Matt wanted the staff to dress her in this, so he wouldn't (entirely) be blamed for it.

[Bellhart]

Alice didn't realise something was not going according to what she had imagined until the assistant - a familiar face for her, as he was one of the primary caretakers for the Neko girls, of all generations - opened the case besides her and retrieved its contents.

The young Neko did a double take when she saw the thick, pink, disposable nappy. "This is another one of your jokes, right?" She said, raising an eyebrow at him in credulity. "Its getting old, you guys know perfectly well that I'm potty trained, or did you think that Toilet in the bathroom was just for show?" She said, only mildly irritated by what she thought was just another joke by some bored staff members.

It was only when she got a look at the rest of the kit that she gulped, and realised that this was serious. "Nuh uh, no way mister, not a chance!" She said, taking a step backwards as she crossed her arms in indignation and defiance, glaring at the nappy the assistant was holding.

If the phrase "Offensively cute" had been invented to describe anything, it would be this nappy. Bright pink, with lighter shades of pink used to colour the small cartoon princesses decorating the outside of it. It was unreasonably thick, befitting its role as a night time nappy, and it was plastic backed, adding to the crinkling it made even as it was simply touched.

"I am NOT wearing a nappy!" She declared, taking another step back. It was clear that she was going to have to be either convinced or coerced into it.

[Matt_Bradock]

Matthew was getting impatient however, on the other side of the wall. Maybe there was even a display showing a camera image, or just the sound insulation wasn't good enough, but he got wind of her defiance, and while he was amused, he still had to keep up the act.

- I thought they were advertised as being flawlessly obedient and cooperative. - he glared down the company rep from PR escorting him in the facility. Of course the guy was nervous, since he paid more for this girl than what he was probably going to make in his career, this was far above his pay grade. He was NOT going to get any praise from the CEO if the client thinks he received faulty product. He picked up his phone and made a quick call, and soon 2 much larger staff members entered Alice's room as well.

- Listen, dear - the first guy started, still playing nice, but with much more muscle behind him, much more than necessary to restrain a 10-year-old.
- Your new owner is here, and he's expecting you to be the smart, obedient, cooperative, perfectly mannered little girl we were raising you to be, and we expect you to bring only honor to this company's name. But you can only leave this building wearing that diaper, that outfit, and those accessories, and you will exit the premises wearing them, the difference being how you'll get dressed in them. You're a smart girl, and I know you understand how important it is to give a good impression to the person who's going to take care of you for the rest of your life. So you get this one chance to cooperate, or we'll have to do it the hard way. Your choice. - and the two bigger guys stepped up.
- I need to remind you that I do not accept damaged goods - Matt pointed out outside, although he was quite curious about whether she'll swallow her pride or not.

Inside, now Alice was either assisting in getting diapered and dressed, or being held down by the two staff members skilled in restraining the nekos without actually harming them, and getting diapered, dressed and bound against her best efforts.

[Bellhart]

Inside the room, Alice stood silent as she weighed up her options. Part of her really wanted to defy them. To push past them and make a run for it. She didn't want to wear that stupid stuff, damn it! However she was smart enough to think ahead and realise that it was a doomed endeavour. She might be able to get past the staff member and the two big guys. She was certainly fast enough to outrun them, at least in the short term. But she also knew that the second she did, they'd put the facility section she was in on lock-down, locking every door and leaving her trapped, doomed to quickly be captured. She didn't quite know what the punishment was for trying to run away was, but she wasn't in any hurry to find out.

Sighing slightly and lowering her head in submission and defeat, she gave in and laid herself down on the floor, as her dress was swiftly removed. She was thinking too much about her imminent future to be embarrassed about her brief nudeness, as the nappy was slid under her as her legs were lifted and set down again. She squirmed as she was taped snugly into the infernal thing, her tail threaded through a dedicated slit at the back as it enveloped her and the tapes were applied. It was like sitting on a damn pillow!

After that, the humiliation conga continued, as the form fitting onesie was pulled over her, showing of her clearly padded rump. Then came the mittens and booties, which she whimpered at. Losing the use of her dexterous hands to these restraints left her feeling truly helpless. Lastly came the harness, which robbed her of any remaining dexterity and further humiliated her as her now helpless paws were secured to the waist strap.

She was now helpless but to follow them out of the room to meet her new owner, waddling from the thickness of the nappy, whos crinkling was only interrupted by the ringing of the bells. She was going to be the center of attention wherever she went like this.

[Matt_Bradock]

It was the best decision she could have made at the moment, and she probably didn't even know how true that was. because as she laid down and she was put into the pink nappy, the baby-ish garment thick enough to hold anything on the long trip to her new home, Matt outside was convinced that she is indeed the cooperative, reasonable, well-mannered kitten they promised him.
As the onesie was put on her, and the snaps each locked, trapping her in the outfit, Matt was barely able to wait to see her with his own eyes, and as the mittens, booties and collar were secured on her hands, feet and around her neck, Matt was already impatiently tapping his foot, and as she was put in the harness, her upper arms strapped to her chest and wrists attached to her waist, and a leash attached to her collar, Matthew was staring at that door.

And when Alice finally showed up, led outside on the leash, her restrained hands, thick nappy and booties making her barely able to walk, Matt needed all his self-control not to melt into a puddle seeing this diapered, bundled up cutie with that humiliated fluster, whimpering and tiny tears glinting in her eyes.

- Awwwh. - he let out, unable to fully maintain the act any longer, and was almost shaking trying to keep himself from running over to her to pick her up into a hug and promise her everything will be all right.
- Aren't you absolutely adorable. - that was what he said instead, unable to get his eyes off her.
- She's an absolute cutie, and I'll make sure to take the best care of her. - he turned to the representative, signing the transfer paperwork, and releasing the payment for her from the escrow account as the contract was now fulfilled. Then, her leash was handed to him, and he looked down at the helpless little Neko with a smile as he stepped closer, and introduced himself.
- My name's Matthew Archibald Bradock. You will address me as Master for now. Come, let's get you to your new home, Alice. - he gave her a gentle pat on the head and scratch behind the ear, then turned around holding her leash, and started walking outside keeping a slow pace so she could follow - if she could, at all, walk in those restraints and diaper. He was somewhat hoping she couldn't - that would have been a good excuse to hold her in his arms.

[Bellhart]

Alice wasn't particularly amused by the awwing of her new owner. But she was smart enough to know she probably shouldn't let her indignance show in front of her new owner for the first time. She was rather more focused on dealing with the sudden mobility restrictions that had been placed on her. She could barely move in this ridiculous getup! And what was with the stupid little bells on the mittens and collar? Just something to annoy her? Or just draw attention to her wherever she waddled?

She gulped slightly as the leash was handed over to her new owner. *Her* leash, she realised, getting the feeling it was also going to be a big part of her life from now on. "Yes master." She said to him meekly, as she followed him as best she could, struggling to stay balanced and walk properly thanks to the nappy and the restraints, as the bells jingled slightly as she kept walking. She didn't want to admit it, but she did like the petting she received from him.

"W-wait!" She called out, suddenly, almost falling over from the leash and the nappy, and the sudden stop. "I forgot Mr Fluffy!" She said, as if that was some obvious statement.

[Matt_Bradock]

It was blindingly obvious that his new kitten has not been introduced to the regulations and restraints required by the UN regulations in order to go outside a private proeprty to this day. Her surprise and now her visible frustration and helplessness made it obvious no one told her or got her used to the fact she had to wear diapers and locking clothes, and then restraints whenever she was going to be left unsupervised or left her home.
She was fumbling, barely able to walk with an adorable jingle from the bells on her collar, wrists and ankles, and Matt really felt pity for her. But that nappy bulge, baby clothing and helplessness also made her so adorable, he simply couldn't regret having her dressed like this. That little petting was supposed to signify that she had nothing to fear from him, and even despite her situation, she seemed to like it.

However, he barely started to lead her outside on the leash when she stopped and almost fell over, and he saw how scared she was about forgetting "Mr. Fluffy", which, he figured out quickly, was probably her favourite plushie. Or, from his standpoint as her owner, something he could use for leverage or influence, when the time came. So, it was time to make her grateful.
- Alright, Alice - he stopped, turned around and decided to drop some of the act. He leaned down and picked up the bundled up diapered kitten, gently cradling the bound cutie in his arms so he could move quicker on the way back to her room.
- She forgot her plushie. - he explained to the surprised rep, and gave a look that made it obvious that he wanted her to have it. So, they walked in, and he let Alice in his arms take a look.
- Where is it, kitten? - he asked with a smile, and shen she pointed it out, he had it brought to them and took it, considering there was no way Alice could hold it on her own with her mittened hands strapped to her sides, and then turned to finally do leave the building.
With both hands full, he was actually glad the Royce's robotic driver automatically opened the door for him on approach, so he could gently put her in the booster seat and clip the D-rings on the shoulder, waist and crotch strap of her harness to the seat mounts, and then clipped the ankle cuffs on her booties to the footrests, effectively immobilising the diapered little kitten, who had an inch of wiggle room and only her head wasn't strapped down. Matt sat down hext to her and put Mr. Fluffy in her lap, then ordered the car to start driving them home. Now that they were out of view, he had no reason to act like the cold gentleman any longer.
- Well you're even more adorable than I imagined, Alice - he smiled, giving the restrained kitten some more petting on her head.
- I suspect they haven't told you about the rules a cutie kitten like you and her owner like me would have to abide by when outside. - he added.
- Don't worry sweetheart, I'm going to take the best care of you, that I promise. If you have any questions, feel free to ask. - Matt offered, still petting the padded and bound little girl like he couldn't help it.

[Bellhart]

Alice was rather startled as she was swept up and carried helplessly back to her room to retrieve Mr Fluffy, and couldn't help but let out a slight and incredibly cute eep, as she left the ground. Nevertheless she was rather glad to have the plushy back. A small thing of familiarity in this strange new world, and she appreciated having it so close, even if she couldn't hold it like normal.

She was however still rather annoyed by the addition of even more restraints, leaving her even more helpless than she already was! This was getting ridiculous! What was next? A gag?

She blushed as she was called cute, even as she tried to keep her guard up and stay stoic looking. "No, they didn't tell me anything about any rules." She huffed slightly. "Why do I have to wear all this?" She asked, doing her best to motion to the series of restraints she was caught up in.

[Matt_Bradock]

Luckily for her, Matt was as gently and careful as he'd carried a priceless porcelain doll in his arms, or an actual baby, to which the diapered kitten in her onesie definitely was closer to at this point. Giving her plushie back and paying attention to her, hopefully, was going to help him earn her trust, or at least compensate the fact she got even more immobilised once she was in her car seat.
A gag wasn't out of question either, should she start insulting her new owner, but Matthew wanted to talk, so as long as she could keep her manners about her, that was not going to be shown.
Naturally, she asked about her restraints and why they were necessary, and Matt was actually expecting this question. So, he looked her in the eyes just to adore her features but also to have her attention as he answered.

- As you know, there have been a few generations of Nekos like you. What you probably don't know, or only have guessed, is that they had some serious issues. With their potty training, with their impulse control, issues serious enough to have caused a number of incidents. So, the highest human authorities decided to create a set of rules for both the nekos' and their own safety. So, first of all, you're going to have to wear a diaper all the time, with clothes that prevent you from taking it off on your own. It doesn't mean you'll have to use it, but you'll have to tell me every time you need to go. Second, every time you leave my house, you'll be wearing this harness, with the mittens and booties and a leash so you can't attack anyone or run away and get yourself hurt. And third, any time you're not under my supervision, including when I go to sleep, you'll also have to be restrained so you can't harm me or yourself out of intent or accident. And if I break any of these rules, and anyone finds out and reports me, you'll be taken away from me and locked up in a shelter until someone decides they want you. - he explained the full deal, with a sigh.
- I know, it sucks, and it sucks big time, but I didn't make the rules even if I have to keep them if I want to keep you. At least when we get home you can lose most of the restraints, and I'm pretty confident your room will be a nice consolation price - he smiled, and petted her a little more.