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Sammy snapped awake. The slight jostle from Ms. Vixee who now towered over him had activated his fight or flight reflex. He instantly relaxed again coming to his surroundings. "Sammy, you gotta get up it's almost 10. All that running from yesterday must've tired you out hmm? I have good news though I got an appointment with our resident hypnotherapist to help those silly escapist thoughts go away!" She was giddy with excitement which only served to terrify him more. Hypnosis come on that has to be a joke right? He was so unsure in his head. Everything so far seemed to have worked out in her favor, why would this be any different? She coaxed him upward with a hand motion. He simply sat there laid back. "You really want me to do everything for you or are you just being stubborn?" She put her hands on her hips looking for him to sit up. She crouched down to his level. "You know if you wanna be a stupid baby I can treat you like one..." she trailed off before abruptly picking him up by the waist. Her strength kept surprising him, especially with their relative physiques. He tried to worm out of her grasp not caring if he fell. He wanted to get a rise out of her any way he could, she seemed so unshakeable. Immediately he tensed up and paused as she put her hand on the bottom of his diaper the wet squish being quite apparent, "Got yourself wet again last night again? Let's not worry though that's why you are in those after all!" She kissed him briefly behind the ear. He couldn't believe himself to be in this position.

Setting him down on the changing table she went over to the closet. She began digging through her diaper bag and retrieved two pill containers. "Dr. Franz from yesterday prescribed these are just spa meds and this tablet will help you calm down" She plucked the pacifier out of his mouth, "What if I'm allergic, " Sam babbled coyly. He clenched his teeth to show he wouldn't be taking them. Spa meds? What relax, the other thing must be a sedative or a mood stabilizer He still didn't fully trust her. She frowned back and reinserted his pacifier. A polite way to say shut up, "I'd trust mommy if I were you. I'd never do anything to hurt you. Besides if you won't take them through your mouth I always have another option." She said that last part menacingly. Turned her attention back to his diaper. Undoing the tapes she quickly took care of it and balled it up. She didn't even walk over to the pail this time, instead throwing it like a basketball, again a dull thud echoed as it hit the metal bottom. Ms. Vixee was in her workplace. She had taken out the pills as his legs were up. Wait is she planning to- Sammy immediately slammed his legs shut and pushed them down to deny her access. Again she frowned, "Sammy baby if there's anyone more stubborn than you it's me. But one of us has options here" She began to look through her bag and retrieved 2 long but narrow capped syringes. Fine, I'll open my mouth just a joke Vix He realized that he had begun to respect her as he thought of her by her name now. He spat out his pacifier and opened his mouth as a silent gesture that he was willing to do it the easy way; only to be met with it being put right back in. "Oh, it's much too late for that Sammy. You made your choice and mommy made hers. Hopefully, tomorrow will be different though." He started to whine through his pacifier. But she kept to her nurse-like demeanor and hummed away. He felt a small zipped on the shoulder of his straitjacket open, soon after a sanitizing wipe caressed his skin and fur. "If I hadn't had so many fussy littles like you in the past, I don't know that I'd be so good at this. Don't worry maybe I'll even give you a lollipop if you sit still." She booped his nose and ran her hand through his hair distracting him as she uncapped the needle and he felt the gentle pinch. The second one came It hurt and he couldn't help but whimper pathetically, Holy there's the sedative Sam felt the fuzzy feeling of his central nervous system being dulled and spread throughout his body slowly. "Not so hard was it Sammy. A lot harder than listening to me the first time but alas" She quickly disposed of the needles into a special locked compartment on the table. He couldn't tell whether this was a real psych ward or a weird mock nursery at that point. She dropped down sliding back the plastic transparent door that housed the stash of neatly stacked diapers. She seemed to ponder about what he should wear. Withdrawing one of the dinosaur-printed diapers and quickly setting to work on him. He didn't have the strength to resist and logically he might've actually needed it given the sedatives. He felt defeated in the short term but he still clung to the fact that one day he could get out. She finished taping him up, the smell of baby powder peppering his snout. Quickly rubbing the front of his diaper before stroking his thigh fur in a ticklish manner causing him to squirm.

She giggled softly as she helped him up off the table. As he hopped off the table he immediately fell on his side. Forgetting that he didn't have his normal level of balance with his arms eternally hugging himself. Ms. Vixee immediately swooped in and caught him, his nose tickled by the soft carpet, he felt the beginning of a sneeze as Ms. Vixee pulled him up by the strap on his back. He pointed his face away from her in a subconscious effort to be kind as he sneezed. Ms. Vixee's eyebrows raised as she was surprised slightly, "Oh! Bless you, you are just too cute. You gotta hold onto me right now with that huggy jacket on, or you'll fall on your cute little face. Come now let's get you some food, They have french toast this morning!" She was as exuberant as always. He quickly followed her down the winding mint halls of the asylum sticking close to her. The present faces of the timber wolves pushing around carts, greeted Sammy as he strode.

Soon they inevitably ended up back in the same cafeteria. She casually lifted him into the highchair once again not bothering to restrain him this time. Quickly running around the kitchen, filling a plate from a buffet-esque area. Grabbing herself a small amount of coffee with honey and a small cup of milk he assumed was for him. Sitting down with him she removed his pacifier before shifting his hair out of his face. He opened his mouth to speak but all that came out was babbling due to the drugs. She hadn't taken her phone out seemingly wanting a more personal conversation of some sort. The motherly allure was dulled. She took a sip of coffee before beginning to feed him. He ate happily not daring to be stubborn, The food wasn't spectacular like yesterday but it wasn't bad by any means, I could make better french toast, no powdered sugar or cinnamon? Cooking and baking had always been one of his points of pride. He looked up as she put a hand on his neck and put down the fork she was feeding him with. Staring into his eyes she seemed quite serious, "Sam, I want to talk to you for a second before we go." That was the first time she called him by his partial name. He nodded back. She frowned slightly before looking down into her coffee, "I know everything around might scare you or you might find it unpleasant. Although you know it's my job as well as my passion to do what's best for you right? I read your file, such a big strong boy like you shouldn't be so alone and impoverished. You deserve more than that you know." She picked up the fork again to feed him before he could respond, not that he would know what to say other than thank you. The toast was finished, and the sugar from the maple syrup fought with the sedatives to wake him. She took a handkerchief from her pocket and wiped away some of the syrup from his maw. He felt very helpless in front of her. She took the sippy cup of milk and pushed it into his maw. He happily suckled but to his surprise, it was quite warm. He felt a shiver go down his spine as it settled in his stomach. "You just gotta trust the process, I promise you'll be happy and comfortable in no time, even when your wetting yourself." She giggled. He frowned before feeling the warmth spreading in his diaper. He had uncontrollably wet himself without even feeling it this time. It must've been the meds I couldn't have He was mortified realizing that he didn't even feel it this time. "You know dinosaurs aren't supposed to swim right Sammy? I'm sure you'll be fine. Let's get you to your appointment." She unlatched the highchair and helped him down, before popping his pacifier back in. Quickly disposing of the dishes while he sat idly by still pondering his fleeting adulthood that he was losing right in front of her.

She walked out not stopping as she gripped his shoulder swiftly walking down the corridors. Not far from the cafeteria. They turned abruptly before entering a room close to the one from yesterday. The small office in front of them was very house-like. Wooden walls with a barred fireplace and the smell of cedar. The smile of the female hyena in casual clothing was warm and inviting like the room. Ms. Vixee and the lady conversed shortly until something caught his attention, Ms. Vixee laced the milk with some sort of hypnotic assister. His eyes widened at her, things always did go her way. Soon refocusing herself on Sammy the black and pink hyena picked him up gently from the front. He was tired of being manhandled by people smaller than him at this point. He pouted in disapproval, ragdolling his body to make things harder out of stubbornness, "Well aren't you just a bucket of sunshine, this will be quick and I promise you'll feel much better Sammy!" She said turning him over onto the couch and pressing in his pacifier slightly. Kindly reminding him of the position he was in. She was a lot calmer than Ms. Vixee. "Alright let's get this over with then shall we?" She smiled again but this time it compelled him to obey.