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Being carried over Miss Inuri's shoulder gave me a unique perspective to see people's reaction to me as I walked by. Most of the people awed and waved at me, and seemed oddly lit up and excited if I managed to wave back. One woman with a young boy in tow tugged him gently by the hand with a "No! Dad, leave that alone you don't know where it's been". Sticking my tongue out at the woman had no effect on her but her recently regressed father giggled into his hand.

"Are you causing trouble back there? The nurse asked as she hip checked the door to the stairs open and proceeded to walk me up three flights of stairs

"n. n. n.nO O O m ah ah ah m" I replied, exaggerating the bounce I was getting in her arms at each step. She rolled her eyes and opened the next door, taking me passed a few nondescript doors before turning to go through one.

Inside was what looked like a waiting room. A few seats, composite wood paneled walls, a few buckets of recently sterilized plastic toys and one equally sterilized nap pad were haphazardly laid out over a thick beige carpet. Miss Inuri had no trouble reading my worried look towards the door in back. " Don't worry hon, no shots today, I promise. You opted not to get chipped so you'll have to redo your immunizations eventually, but I promised an easy day today. Just wait here a bit and play with some toys. I'll be right around the corner if you need me. Just hit the button on the datapad.

She set me on the ground and gave my pink padded bottom a crinkly pat to nudge me into the room. I toddled forward, still getting used to the new body and newer padding between my legs, and managed to get to the pad before falling onto my rump. I marveled at the ease of landing and lack of pain , idly pondering how much of it was from the square cube law and how much from the stuffing I was wearing and landing on.

The door closed, and I was blessedly alone.

I let out a breath of relief I didn't even know I'd been holding. No one watching me, judging my every move, telling me what to do, what to think, when to eat. it was the first time since being trapped in this body that I'd had ANY freedom whatsoever. Sure, the room's sign indicated it was under level 2 surveillance, but that was the same level as most others doctors offices and wouldn't signal anything unless I started bleeding, set something on fire or my heart stopped. Great. I couldn't remember how to use a toilet, but it was nice to know last years civics class was still firmly rooted in my brain.

I stood up and jumped up and down a few times, then got on all fours and ran around the room, paws thudding through the carpets as fast as I could manage and still make the corners. Two legs was a little harder, especially to walk , taking only a few unsteady steps before needing to lean on the wall. I grumbled a little and sat down. The room wasn't really big enough for that. I poked my snout into the box of toys and perked my ears up. Under the expected scents of disinfectants, male and female humans, another fox, and a bear of all things were hints of oatmeal, raisins, some vegetables and a juice box. I started taking a mix of large and small blocks out of the bin, digging until I found a brightly colored platter in the shape of a parrot with a see through top.

"What the heck...ahah" the top came off easily enough to allow access to everything but the cookies. The bird's "beak" was closed around the delectable treats and locked with a sensor to the rest of the plate to make sure the child ate the vegetables first. I smirked, and held the box up as high as i could. Sure, I could just scoop the vegetables out or worse, eat them first, but instead i dropped the tray onto the mat. A few seconds of effective weightlessness was enough for the bird to open it's beak, at the cost of a few carrots spilling onto the mat when it landed with a clack. Three reluctant bites got rid of the carrots on the floor as evidence and a few more bites to an oatmeal cookie got the taste out of my mouth. I double checked that no one had seen me while wondering what they had me waiting for in here. The room behind the door was ridiculously sterile, but sounded empty.

I waited quietly for a few minutes before getting bored enough to check the rest of the things in the box. It was mostly toys, a few baby building blocks along with some relatively complicated ones sophisticated enough for engineering students to use as projects. Out of boredom I tried assembling a few pieces, and quickly found myself tensing up. My paws felt thick, uncoordinated, and the stupid things wouldn't move the fingers to grip the pieces properly. Trying to snap them together made the plastic slip sideways instead of into place with each other. I slammed the stupid thing on the mat once, twice, and felt it snap with a sharp click. I growled, threw it across the room and smashed my stupid stupid stupid paws into mat with a growl. It felt a little better, but not much. I sat, waiting, again, for what felt like forever munched a few carrots, drained the juice box, ate the last of the cookies, and started putting everything back in the box. I was not going to play with the stupid baby toys. No matter how bright, squishy, and soft they felt in my paw. I held my breath, concentrated and put two of them together, just to make sure I could. My fur frizzed out as I found i couldn't get my fingers to manipulate them very well, but If I moved my arms instead they clicked together nicely. A few blocks snapped together here and there, feeling oddly satisfying for such a childish accomplishment. I put them down, wondering what else I'd lost the ability to do, whether I was going to get in trouble for breaking something, what was going to happen to me next, whether I was too stupid to resist them turning me into a girl, if I'd ever see my parents again, if...

Put the blocks together. Click. Click. Add another one click, click. Maybe if i bridge two stacks with a connector on top... click. Ok, so as far as distractions went it was a childish one, but anything was better than having to sit and stew over how bad things were. II wonder how much of an arch these could make, and proceeded to find out, rolling up the mat to make a support, clicking the blocks together carefully one by one, half of one block on top of the other, one block completely on top of that. One block half off, one completely on top. Now all I had to do was hook them together and....

"Hey hon, having fun?

I cleared a good two feet off the ground spinning around before recognizing the voice and knees of Miss Inuri, and whirled around again at the clatter of my now three foot high multi arched block tower falling to the ground.

"My toweh!!!"

"Oh sweetie I'm so sorry. I thought you heard me knock" She said picking me up and starting to pet my ears, gently splaying them out a bit. My lip started to quiver in a sudden urge to start crying that was only exacerbated by a flood of warmth pouring between my legs. I was scared and my tower fell down and I was wetting myself like a baby and...

"Shhhh.. it's alright kit. Shhhh..." a few side to side rocking motions along with a few ear pets made the whimpering subside. She put my head on her shoulder, patted my rapidly drooping padding, and ran her hand up and down my back a few times. "There we are. That's a good girl. The bots can put your blocks back in the box, and tomorrow you can build an even bigger one ok?"

I nodded as much as I could, feeling myself go limp in her arms. Even knowing why this felt so nice didn't stop it from feeling so nice. The sogginess of the gel about my rump just reminded me of a pleasant, warm bath and miss Inuri was so gentle and soft that being this close to her just felt good.

"Whawt're we here for?"I managed to ask mid yawn. She smiled and pointed to the fallen over and broken arch with the hand that wasn't supporting me under my tail.

"Manual dexterity rehabilitation..." she smiled at the confused look on my face and kissed my nose. "have to try to get your muscle memory back in your paws sweetie.

"With baby games?"

"That's how you learned the first time isn't it? You never would have practiced THIS much" she nudged the not inconsiderable length of blocks that formed one of the larger arches " if it was just some boring exercise. Come on hon, it's almost time for lunch.

"LUNCH?" i said, looking around for a clock. "Bu.. but...

"But you were having fun and lost track of the time" she said, giving my ears a nuzzle

"It's all right hon, you have all the time in the world. All the time in the world. You've been cooped up in here all morning, how about something a little more active?"

I peered at her suspiciously, wondering what other sort of babyish activity she was trying to trick me into, but nodded. There didn't seem to be any point in disagreeing, especially as she was already carrying me out the door. A mere step to the left and another door opened revealing a child sized indoor gym. Brightly colored foam padding not only covered the floor but piled high to make mountains, dips, valleys, forts, and even a slide. The view was short lived, as the nurse placed me on my back and tapped my ankles. "aaal the way up". My feet were up near my snout without a thought and the diaper was stripped off before I could blink. A few quick wipes along my slit from front to back made me coo a little despite the paws over my muzzle. She paid it no mind, spread my legs, slipped something onto my tail and legs, shimmied it up and gave it a soft pat.

"Waterproof training pants. Should last you a little bit, but if you leak it's no big deal ok? Everything in here is easy enough to wipe down" a quick sniff revealed she wasn't kidding. "Do you want to practice alone or do you want me to stay here and give you a little help?" She asked, setting me upright with a hand around either rib. .

The thought of spending more time alone made the room seem huge, echoingly quiet, and more than a little scary. I fidgeted a little, my tail coming around my side and into my paws of it's own accord and held out a paw, pointing over to a pair of horizontal bars. She helped me up, walked me over to them by the paw and let me support myself as i slowly walked along.

" I just had a crash course last week in digitigrade locomotion for you, so take what I'm telling you with a grain of salt OK? Try to march hop, hup two three four hup two three four..." it looked silly, but the faster walk was a bit steadier. One two three four..." at the end of the bars i tried to turn around, and fell flat on my lightly padded bottom. I huffed a bit as I was helped up, and tried the walk again, trying to force my feet into a rhythm. I got one step, two steps, and fell forward onto all fours, growling a little.

"OK hon, lets try to build your muscles a little. Come on. You're on all fours" my bottom got a pat under the frizzed up tail. "Take a run around the room and try again"

Stupid, uncoordinated feet wouldn't do what I told them. I growled and picked up some speed. Running up one of the ramps, paws sinking into the squishy surface as I leaped over the down ramp, exalting in a moment of weightlessness before rolling with the impact and springing back up to leap frog over one, two, three, waist high cylinders placed in the path. Pouncing with my feet together the way some of my ancestors pounced on mice cost me a lot of forward momentum so I struggled a bit running up the slide but still managed to make the 5 foot leap across the head high "chasm" instead of taking the monkey bars. I jumped early just to wind up diving headfirst in the ball pit, came out with a ball in my teeth and carried it over to miss Inuri, who was putting a hand over her lips to stop from laughing. . "

"Well, that certainly wasn't in the video Now that you've chased your prey, how about two more laps and then some some lunch?" .

Six laps, one child sized steak, some ketchup, a few french fries, some ketchup, and a much needed diaper change later and I was once again taking an elevator ride. The gentle rocking motion of the human holding me almost put me to sleep as I sat with my head slumped over her shoulder, feeling immeasurably better than this morning. I'd run through a possible list of what other babyish activities they might have set up for me as part of this "rehabilitation" and was pretty sure I was ready for anything they could try to trick me with this time. The door opened.

And there stood Dr Bernard in a candy stripers dress.

I was laughing too hard to stand up as miss Inuri put me down, letting me fall back on my dry, crinkly padded bottom into the doggie "sit" position before slipping out. Dr. Bernard smiled and clambered up onto one of the rooms two couches. "Have a seat where ever you'd think you'd be most comfortable" he said with a grin. "And I'll explain the dress."

Without a thought I padded over and hopped up onto the couch next to him, lying down with my head on his knee. His green eyes lighting up instantly told me this was the right choice even before he gave my ears a pet. "Thats a good girl" he said, a full, pleasant, dopey warmth rising from my full belly, spreading along my limbs, and reducing me to to a liquid puddle of foxfloof on the couch. My tail wagged happily at the sensation. "I need to be supervised if I'm acting in the capacity of a medical professional but don't need a license to groom, and I still have a few clinic hours to work off so..." he took a brush out of his apron and ran it over my ears , then stroked it down my back . The teeth parted my lush fur all the way down to the skin, giving it a good pleasant scratch as he leaned over and ran it down to the back of my neck, then leaned over work it over my tail despite its attempts to wag out of the way.

"Of course, nothing says we can't chat as I'm brushing you, its tradition even. Hows that brain working out? I'm happy to see the most comfortable seat in the house is next to someone" and rubbed my ear in between his thumb and forefinger, making my head feel oddly heavy and weightless at the same time.Despite the urge to just relax and enjoy it, I did look around. There was a couch, the carpeting was thick enough to lie down, and there was even a blanket and pillow on the floor.

"I..." I'd been alone for a few hours this morning, and wanted, needed to be with someone now. I didn't know if that was because i was a kit, if I was in trouble, or if because it was a girl thing but being next to someone else i trusted made me feel whole, complete, in a way it never had before. Of course trying to express all of that wasn't possible yet. Fortunately I didn't have to

""That's it. It's ok that you want to be next to people. People are a comfort to you. You can relax around people you trust. How was lunch?" He said, pulling my shirt up and brushing along my back, down to the crinkly elastic of my diaper.

"Good, hows peanut butter and...and.." Argh. It wasn't bad enough that I sounded like a little girl, i still couldn't talk right, I couldn't remember the name of the stuff that went with peanut butter. I licked a little bit of it off of his apron

"Jelly. It's alright... Shhh.. relax." A stroke of the brush across the ears and I felt myself starting to drift. " I'm going to ask you some questions. I don't really need to hear the answer, they're mostly for you ok? I've been doing this long enough that I don't need the reader. Just listen, relax, and obey." He slipped a gold pocket watch out of his apron and held it in front of me. I started to sway back and forth, back and forth in time with it.

"That's very good. A good girl. " he smiled as my tail started to wag back and forth. " I'm not going to try to do anything we haven't discussed. Has anything we've done so far, hurt, or made you feel bad?

I shook my head, blushing a little. I'd been willing to fight being punished, but how did you fight people making your punishment so...wonderful.

"It's nice liking touching. Tha.. thank you. It's nice..." i said, giving his leg a hug as it dangled off the couch. I didn't care how adorable it looked and sounded, whatever else I was grateful for that. " I dun't wana like the girl stuff though. I wont! I..."

Something soft and squishy was placed in m muzzle and i started to suckle on it without thinking. "People have expectations of how a little girl acts, how you behave, and what you do. The better behaved you are, the better the chances the Board will let you go to your parents early. That's what we want isn't it?"

A whimper crept through the pacifier and I nodded

" Don't worry,It's just a little nudge, a little help for you being a little less fussy. I can't make you do anything you don't want to, watch. " he rubbed my ears and swayed the watch back and forth. "How about wearing some pretty shoes? Some adorable Mary Janes would be nice..."

I thought about my feet encased in the thick, unyielding leather, unable to feel the ground i was standing on, awkwardly balancing on a silly platform the while my toes were pressed together. I shook my head, hackles up and tail frizzed out, sitting up on my haunches away from the tiny doctors hands, growling into the pacifier.

He put his hands up and laughed. "See? It can't even get you into footwear. All I can help you do is overcome your resistance to not liking something, not make you like it in the first place. " I blushed deeply and looked down between my legs at the thick padding " ... or help you tolerate something you know you need." He added quickly with his arms up. "It's going to take a while before I can get you into a nice relaxed state again to continue, how about some cartoons in the meantime?"

The wall lit up with a big screen presentation of Red Veda, a surprisingly good action cartoon based on old hindi sagas. The show's mixture of humor, action, and oddly accurate mythology references were so good that rumors went back and forth on the web whether it was written by humans pretending to have been written by an AI or an AI pretending to be human writers pretending to be an AI. I was pleasantly surprised at both getting to watch something only slightly childish enough that I might have picked it on my own, and that my girl brain wasn't cringing at the violence or anything, even Vishnu's wince inducing sextuple head slam attack. Before long the heavy lunch set in. I yawned, showing off my cute little fangs, and slumped back onto my side with head on the Doctor's knee.

"Why'sit matter if I act like a boy or a girl if they're going to let me go away?" My voice was slurred from more than the paci, but I think he got the gist.

He put a small hand tentatively to my ears, and stroked along them as i leaned into them. "People in power don't like having their power challenged. They've decided that you're going to be a girl.. BE one, not just look like one, and they have some very old fashioned notions about gender and behavior. Notions that just happen to justify them staying in power. Society advances one funeral at a time and well... a funeral is a rare thing these days on Moraine." It was pretty clear why he wanted to have this conversation alone. " Lastly, they want you to be a good this time and not fight. They don't want to be blamed for passing a criminal off on another planet, this whole thing was for nothing if your behavior doesn't change. That means being good. To them that means being a good girl. If you can't do something as easy as that, they won't believe you can keep your teeth to yourself"

I whimpered into the pacifier a little "Wasn'myfault. Yousaw! Whydonyou tell em?"

He looked surprise, but smiled. "You saw AND remembered me peeking in on that? That's impressive. Immersive recovery isn't admissible in court. It's by definition hearsay, since I'm saying what you saw. It's also not entirely reliable, as our memories often are not. For example, some of the trees you remembered were in different places, and you recalled smelling blood before you got there, but the young lady didn't have a mark on her when officers arrived. Your astronomy teacher would be happy to know that your star map was spot on though. I checked"

Would it set a record if I bit him now? What was the shortest time between getting out of the vat and being convicted again...

"There are some rare individuals that can alter what the machine shows as well, and they usually have a promising career in the immersive business... something to think about the next time you reach college. I've met seven or so such individuals, 2 of them have been Vulpes.

Great. I finally found something I was good at and it was essentially lying to a machine. I tried to curl up with my tail in a huff, but he insisted on brushing it.

"That's the past though. We're going to go forward. Go forward by going back..." he waved his watch slowly in front of me, back and forth, back and forth. "Forward by going back. Back and forth. Let's focus on the now. You are very small and very safe now. Nothing for you to worry about. You're too little, and safe, and warm to worry about anything. Little kits don't have to worry about anything, that's for the grown ups to do. I want you to remember what it's like to be a little kit. No worries, no cares, just happy, relaxed, and worry free. You have a full belly, a warm soft place to sleep, a and a nice dry diaper. Everything else is for the grown ups to worry about." He gave the sides of my belly a little rub through the shirt, and patted my crinkly bottom. "Do you want to worry about anything else?"

I shook my head a little, the most motion i was capable of. Every muscle in my body was in a content state of blissful perfection. Nothing could make me happier, especially not worrying about... what else was there? I tried to lick the nice Doctors hand, but found my pacifier in the way. I giggled a little, and his smile made my perfect world even better.

"That's a good girl. You are a very special little girl. It's only natural that people fuss over you, coo over you, and be extra nice to you. It's very easy to just relax and enjoy the attention, just like a little princess. Would you like to hear a story about one?"

I couldn't even nod this time, and just closed my eyes. The murrr into the pacifier must have been taken as a yes because he started to read to me slowly, calmly and quietly.

"Once there was a princess with the longest, fluffiest hair. She was the most beautiful princess in all the land, and the kindest, sweetest person in the kingdom. Birds would flock to her when she sang, and wild moose would come out of the forest to eat out of her hand. One day...

I wasn't sure where visualizing the story ended and dreaming began, and I didn't care. I had a full belly, a dry diaper, and a sweet friend. What else was there?

Nothing worth worrying about.