Daily Free-Write August 5, 2020

They rode down the road on their cycles. Cool as ice and without a care. It was getting dark and they didn't care. The night was their home. No bedtimes for them. They were, the crinkle kidz. 

Mega cool cat was the leader. He was a bad cat and a bully booper. He'd boop em right on the nose and take their toys. Then there was Ruff Mutt. He was the enforcer. Don't mess with him or you're liable to get pushed down on the playground! There was Rad Rabbit. He got them all to coordinate their clothes and trikes so they would look their best, and strike fear into the hearts of the cookie keepers and the candy hiders. That's right, there was no hiding your sweets when the Crinkle Kidz came through. They knew just what to do. Before your first choo, and before you could say goo, they would come and snatch it away from you. Unless you joined their ranks. That's rihgt, this was a world takeover! Yes! That's what it was. Today the playground, tomorrow the world!!

"Trying to take over the world again, huh? Okay kiddo, but first it smells like you need a diaper change!"

"Noooo," cried the leader, running for his trike. But his big bro was too fast for him and he was lifted up and carried over to the nearest park bench for a change. His compatriots encircled the area, fanning out in a circle and facing outwards to create a shield of privacy. No one would tarnish the reputation of their great leader, not even a bigger kid!  

"Boy, those tykes sure are into this Crinkle Kidz thing." Said big brother, later on the phone with Dad. "I wonder wheare they got it? Ah well, me and the gang are gonna cruise around town. I'll drop lil bro off at his sleepover on the way out." And with that, he shrugged on his leather jacket, his shades, and drove off into the sunset with his little bro in tow. 

Big kid version:

They were cool as ice, and the night was young. Young ruffians without a home and without a care.

"Hey punk, what are you doing on our turf?" A brown alley cat flinched and pulled his trench coat shut as the boys came around the corner. "Alright, guy. What are you hiding?"

"N-Nothing! Noooo," the cat cried as the group surrounded him and forced the coat open to reveal a pharmacy counter's worth of drugs. Everything from Adderall to Xanax, Codeine to Zyrtec (in case of hay fever). 

"Whoa! What did you do, kitten, knock over a pharmacy?"

"And what if I did?" He said, putting on a brave face.

"We protect this block. And if you don't pay up, we're gonna wreck this block!"

"You tell em, Rizzo!"

"Yeah!!" 

The cries of his compatriots rang out. 

"Now you better show some respect before Rex comes and Wrecks your Specs!"

Rizzo Rat pointed a thumb and a snarling oversized Bulldog. 

"You better make a choice, I can't hold him back for long!" 

"O-o-okay! I-I-I'm sorry! You'll never see me again! I swear! Just l-l-let me go!"

"The coat comes off. You can find your way out of here without it."

"That's c-c-c-cold, man!"

"Are you in a position to complain?"

"G-guess not." said the cat. Shrugging off the coat. He made to leave, when the Rat's hand shot out to grab his wrist. 

"Hold on...what's this?" The rat said, pulling a pill bottle out of the Rat's pocket. He shook his head in mock disappointment. "Tsk Tsk. I thought we learned better, kitten."

"N-no, you can't take that! That's an experimental-"

"What? I can't what? You really do need to learn some respect. All right boys, you know what do do!"

The gang converged on the cowering cat, who let out a scream that was cut short as a hand covered his mouth.

His clothes were stripped away, and a sudden crinkling could be heard as a rough looking rabbit came forward with a thick, babyish diaper. The cat was dumbfounded and stopped struggling, he didn't even notice when the fur behind him removed his hand from his mouth and loosened his grip. Out of nowhere, powder, oil, and other diaper changing accouterments appeared. The cat began to renew his struggles as he realized the diaper was really going to go on him!

"N-no! You can-"

"OH, but we can. You'll learn that soon enough!"

They forced the cat's legs apart, and roughly applied the oil to his genitals, pulling them this way and and that, eliciting yowls from the poor cat as they made sure every nook and cranny was well covered. They then laid out a thick changing mat, and put the thick diaper down on it. It must have been at least two inches of soft puffy padding, backed by crinkle plastic with cute bunnies and kittens dancing across the front. Disgusting! At least the cat thought so. He went limp, his last form of defiance, but it did nothing to stop them from lifting him up and over to the changing mat, until he was softly laid on the diaper.

"You don't know what you're doing! That drug is danger-" His voice was cut off again, this time by an oversized pacifier shoved into his maw and strapped there. 

"He's a noisy little tyke, ain't he?" Said the bull dog, grinning over at the rat. 

The cat could do nothing as a rain of powder covered his crotch, turning it white. The thick plastic was brought up over the front of his crotch and taped tight. Then a pair of clear plastic pants with a lock was pulled up over his legs. It did nothing to hide what he was wearing. If nothing else, it actually accentuated his diapered state. And with the chain that looped around the waist securely locked, there was no way he was getting out on his own. 

"We're gonna go for a little ride, Kitten."

An hour later, the police found the cat hanging by his plastic pants from the flag pole in front of their precinct. When they lowered him down, he confessed to a string of robberies around the area and asked to be locked up where 'those horrible hooligans' couldn't get to him. Unfortunately, the stolen merchandise was never recovered. 

"My boss is gonna have me killed when he finds out I lost the regression drug." The cat muttered to himself. His life was already ruined as the police had decided to book him and throw him in the clinker with his diapers still on. Now everyone was calling him crinkle kitten, and babying him. Someone had even slipped them the key to his plastic pants, and the cell mates took great joy in taunting him, saying if kitten wants a change then he should behave himself and show his bunkmates his appreciation when they went to bed. He shuddered to think what that meant, but ultimately it didn't matter. He just waited for the visit that he knew was coming. 

What came instead was a surprise.   

"Okay, kitten, looks like you've got some good friends. You're outta here!" The cat blinked the sleep out of his eyes. W-wha?" 

It was already morning as the cell door slid open. He was so confused he didn't even care that the officers had even taken to calling him that degrading name. He was gonna get out!

He was walked out into the early light wearing what he came in with - plastic pants and (thankfully) a fresh diaper. Mercifully he saw someone had slipped the key in front as he was handed over to a man in a dark suit. The officers high tailed it out of there as soon as he was handed off, as if they were afraid that being too near this threatening looking man would somehow endanger them. 

"Th-thank you. But who are you?" The cat asked, half hoping that this would be good news for a change. 

"Not your friend." He replied, as he bundled the cat into the back of a black, unmarked lincoln, and they took off. 

The cat looked around. Two suits in the front seat, and the one in the back wiht him. All bulls. All very large. This week was getting stranger by the minute. 

That's all he saw, before a bag covered his head, obscuring the rest of his journey. 

>In the next episode - the unnamed alley cat finds himself tangled in a web much larger than himself. He is given an ultimatum. And the gang begins to experiment with the drug - but what they find is beyond anything they could have guessed 

Written while listening to ' Shocking Crash (Synthwave - Outrun - Retrowave Mix)

 and  Synthwave/OutRun Classics Mix 🏁 Nightdrive' on youtube.

Favorite track during this freewrite: 'Lazerhawk - Overdrive'

Check out my freewrite playlist to hear what I'm listening to! I'll be adding more songs as I continue this daily exercise!