The Feline Lab Rat 001
I awoke in the corner of a strange room. My head was hurting from being knocked out by something, and I had no idea where I was. I quickly realized this wasn't anywhere I've been before and cried out, "Where the hell am I? Hello?" I was getting scared. The room was dark, with the only light being something that resembled moonlight coming from the only window in the room. I say it resembled it because, from my experience with pressure, I knew just by feeling it that I was deep underground. The strange part was the interior of the room. It looked like a disheveled child's room. The bed, or crib, it really looked like a cross between the two, had a shivering figure in it. Across from the bed along the other wall was a changing table. There was a floor lamp with a frilly lampshade on it along with a ceiling fan that was a source for lighting. The room had a closet with the doors that fold on each other when you open it, and the closet was full of the same type of clothing: blue hooded T-shirts, orange hooded tees, and both colors in the designs on diapers that were folded in piles all throughout the closet. Where in the hell am I?You're in a lab. A voice responded. I tried to refrain from freaking out, as it was in my head. This particular room is one of many greeting rooms. You should consider yourself lucky, the only way you'll die here is of a heart attack. The hooded tees and the diapers are the normal apparel. Blue for guys and orange for girls. I shouldn't be explaining this much, but someone needs to be the bearer of knowledge that is otherwise unobtainable. This is all the free knowledge you're getting. I can only tell you that which you should know.I got up to look at the shivering form in the crib/bed. I felt a strange need to comfort it. It seemed scared. Afraid. Overall terrified. Yes, I realize those are synonymous. I got to the edge of the crib. A baby husky anthro looked up at me. It smiled, knowing it was safe. I picked up the poor thing and held it. Little did I know that this lab contained no one under thirteen. The baby began laughing, the laugh started as a giggle and grew into a full blown guffaw. It then became maniacal chuckling, which advanced to insane laughter. The husky change shape, growing in size until a hideous mass of fur was standing before me, laughing its ass off. I was backing away in terror. The creature barely resembled the cute little husky it used to be, but was still wearing the diaper, which had actually grown with it. It roared at me, eliciting a scream and causing me to back into the wall. The husky then puffed away in a cloud of black smoke. Then I felt it. Oh my gosh, I'm wetting myself? Are you kidding? The strange part was: it wasn't running down my legs like I expected it to. I looked down and saw I was wearing the outfit that the voice had described was for girls. Ew! I need to change! I can't focus like this! I took the liberty of
finding a new diaper from the closet and changing myself on the changing table. It was difficult, considering I've never changed myself before, but I had enough sense to take the necessary precautions to prevent a diaper rash.After I had, embarrassingly enough, changed myself, I noticed a door for what seemed like the first time. I walked up to it, my feline curiosity winning over my sentient wisdom of caution. I opened the door, only to be greeted by another jump scare. It wasn't actually there, but the hideous demon scared me out of my fur. I don't remember much after that, however. Someone had shot me with a tranquilizer. I lost consciousness and woke up to someone nudging me on the shoulder...