Correcting A Catboy (A Rejuve RP for French Polynesia)

The last thing that Nikki remembered before he went out like a light, and what was now playing in his head over and over again as his head swam in a reluctant, deep sleep, was the banging of the judge's gavel and the man shouting "Guilty!" at him. The scene kept replaying in his head, kept taunting him, and it always ended with the bailiff spraying something right in his face before everything went dark. Then, the sentencing of his trial started all over again, a recurring nightmare that wouldn't go away and kept reminding him of what he had to wake up to.

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There were not many high-profile Rejuves like Nikki Aliyah, the Chief Executive Officer of Wonderland, an e-commerce company that was the leading online shopping marketplace on the whole web. Nikki was a well-known figure, always in the spotlight in the news for one reason or another due to his business. Lately, though, that news had turned, revealing the truth of Nikki's actions, that Wonderland acted as a legitimate front for a criminal syndicate that operated as the black market for getting stolen goods, as well as the means for which those stolen goods could be acquired. The syndicate took almost any job for requested items, as long as it didn't deal with human trafficking, drugs, guns, or murder, and also committed much corporate espionage. A massive Interpol operation exposed the catboy as one of the world's best thieves, having been the one to steal the famous painting known as "Rebirth." Ironic, given the fate that now awaited him.

No matter how hard he had tried to insist that he used his methods for the betterment of people, having been the one to steal the formula for a commonly-needed drug that had seen a massive spike in price so that a cheaper alternative could be developed or how he had told that he stole many important items from personal collections so that their value could be shared, the sheer weight of his crimes could not be denied and he'd been sentenced to five cycles of 8 to 16. The media had eaten the whole trial up.

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With a groan, Nikki slowly woke up. His head still slightly hurt and he brought a hand up to his head to rub at it. His eyes were still closed and he pinched them shut even harder as the headache gradually went away. "Nngh..." Another groan came from him, but once the headache was mostly gone, he opened his eyes and looked around. He was on a bed in a small room clearly made for a child, but though it was small, it still seemed big to him. Even the bed seemed big. Too big. His heart immediately started to race, waking up the rest of his body and compelling him to jump out of the bed he was in.

When he looked down, he saw just how short his body looked and the outfit that he wore was a miniature version of the signature article of clothes: a purple Cheshire-themed shirt with a grin along the collar and a tail that started near the bottom of the front of the shirt and circled around to the back, as well as a pair of black shorts. It may have been his clothes, but Nikki still pouted down at them. These people were mocking him by making smaller versions of his own clothes. Out of the corner of his eye, though, he saw himself in a full-body mirror and went over to it.

Nikki glared at the mirror, mismatched eyes of green and blue glaring right back. He was so small, just under four feet tall by the measurements of the ruler edges that lined the mirror, clearly a way to further mock new penitatas by letting them know exactly how small they were. He ran a hand through his silver hair that was longer on his right side; at least he still had his purple tips in his hair. Nikki stopped running the hand through his hair when he saw the black "P" on it. His cat tail flicked in annoyance as he looked at that black "P." He couldn't believe that they had actually gone and done it! They'd made him into a penny.

Just as he felt his temper rising, Nikki's ears perked up and swiveled in their sockets when a voice rang out from an overhead speaker. "Look what cutie decided to wake up." A female voice cooed. "Just in time, too. Your new Mommy will be here shortly to pick you up, little kitten."

[French Polynesia]

"Young Nikki's up." The attendant at the facility squeaked timidly to Katherine 'Katie' Lee before showing her to the room. Katie smiled. She had been on this side of the dance many times before, Nikki being her fifth child. But even before that, she had been the one on the other side of the room.

Katie had been a nobody, a scared little homeless girl who ended up killing someone over a small trinket. She had been sentenced to eight cycles of 7-12, a high sentence. She broke down after the verdict was read and had forty eight grueling years where she took many, many spankings from super strict parents but always kept her spirits up, learning what she couldn't have done and assimilating enough knowledge to start her company just as she started her real life.

The next two hundred years were building her empire before realising she had built one so big it needed cool, deliberate heads to run them. So Katie decided to retire, taking in pennies with high potential like herself and raising them to run the companies as the family business.

She was quite surprised to find that Nikki Aliyah was caught. She had admired his work- the legitimate work he had done as the head of Wonderland. Her older sons who now run their companies day to day had actually considered head hunting him. But this was something Katie preferred, she was now a twenty three year old, her age meant that she would have access to Nikki for a long time.

The raven haired woman walked up to the room her new offspring was in, her high heel pumps clip clopping along the floor, adding another four inches to take her height over six feet. It made her look imposing, especially as she was super fit with her sleek muscles rippling and on display with her black sleeveless dress clinging tightly to her curves and went up to her mid thighs. She had her long dark hair tied in a ponytail, her full lips curling into a smile as she opened the door. "My, aren't you precious!" She cooed as she entered, her bright purple eyes focusing on her new son. "My name is Katherine Lee. I suppose you have heard of me, right?" She asked him. She did have a reputation after all, even though not many knew about her private life.

Nikki had turned from glaring at the mirror to the voice overhead, but when the voice no longer spoke, Nikki had to go back to pouting at himself. His temper kept building up inside of him, as it so often did with new penitatas. It was not only their bodies that were molded to be childlike, but their minds as well, and the rejuvenating process had a way with shortening a penny's fuse for awhile as they adjusted to all of the new emotions running through their mind, or rather the lack of control over them due to no longer having a developed prefrontal cortex. Fists were clenching as he squared off with the mirror, still unable to believe what he had become and quickly reaching a boiling-over point; this was an unfair punishment!

Then, the door opened and Nikki turned to glare daggers of death at whomever was the one to walk in, his initial thought being that it was one of the workers here and that maybe he could try and make some sort of break for it. Instead, it was a remarkably beautiful and instantly recognizable woman who stunned that pouty look right off of his face, at least at first. He knew this woman from her look alone. As a businessman, he respected such an important woman like Katherine. When she said her name, it just confirmed what he had already thought. That's when his mind started to turn, though, and a look of concentration appeared on Nikki's face.

Pieces were immediately being put together like in a puzzle. The boy had always been clever, even as a kid, but the deep look of concentration furrowed. "Yeah, I know who you are." Nikki said, but then he squeaked when he heard his own high-pitched voice. His pale face turned a bright shade of red, tinging it with humiliation that he felt. "Grrrr!" His frustration was ready to burst. He was smart, but even smart little boys say stupid things. If anything, they tended to do it even more. "And I know why you're here! I say no! I don't need a Mommy! I don't need this stupid sentence! I don't need any of this! You will change me back right now!"

There was no going back. Nikki knew that. Katie knew that. Everyone knew that. Once done, Rejuvenation could not be reversed. The boy didn't care, though. He was upset and ready to unleash all of that tiny wrath.

[French Polynesia]

Katherine thought her boy looked absolutely adorable, something she didn't expect. She was fighting her instincts to just go up to him and scoop him in her arms, cuddling the little one. She had done that with her first boy who reacted with hostility and rage- the new mother had to give him the paddling of his life to re-establish her authority.

She hoped Nikki wouldn't be like that. It was decided that she would have to be a little more firmer with him compared to the others considering the breadth of his crimes. Her earlier children were more often than not regular, high IQ kids who made bad decisions impulsively and ended up doing petty crimes. She had to teach them to make good decisions and how to be successful. Nikki however was a brilliant CEO who had almost casually built a business empire just to be a front for his many crimes. While Katherine agreed with his intentions, he had gone on with his crimes in an almost brazen way with no regards to the rules whatsoever. What he needed was a very firm hand and a mommy who would show him what would happen if he disregarded her rules.

She had crouched down to his eye level as he spoke, clearly he was annoyed by the whole affair. Katherine just shook her head. "One, you don't get any say in your sentence. You have been found guilty of a huge crime and this is justice being meted out. Two, you do need a mommy, you are now eight and there is no way you will be left to your own devices. And three,... Nikki, I know you are angry about all of this. But understand that the next words out of your tongue is going to impact how the next few months is going to go. Be my polite and good little boy and mommy will make sure it goes smoothly. If you think you can get your way throwing a tantrum... Well, you know what happens to pennies, right?" Her hand slowly drifted towards his backside as she said it.

Nikki was stunned when the woman crouched down to be on the same level as him; the woman was showing him at least some level of respect that he hadn't thought she would show towards him. Not only that, but with Katherine this close to him, he was even more stunned by her beauty. Her youthful, yet authoritative look, combined with his new childlike mind, reminded him of his own mother that had died early on in his childhood, right around the same age as he was now. It was so unlike the adoptive mother who had replaced her, the one who had trained him in the first place to become such a highly-skilled thief. This connection not with his past adoptive mother, but rather the kinder biological one, made Nikki pause for a moment and actually consider the woman's words. He sorely missed his mother, after all.

But Nikki was only stunned for a short time. When the hand drifted back towards his rear end, he was once more reminded of what he was now and his anger at his new situation. It didn't help that the implant in his head was exacerbating the situation, making his emotions even stronger. The government wanted Nikki to more strongly feel his emotions and fall into the role of a child, fearful that he was so disconnected from his emotions that it was part of the reason for why he'd committed all of those crimes. These swirling, strong emotions and his body's inability to properly control them was finally coming to a head. In the matter of a second, Nikki's body language changed from one that was slowly relaxing to tense and angry, just like before. Tiny fists were clenched. Mismatched eyes narrowed. His cat tail went straight up into the air and puffed out with rage before the tip flicked from side to side.

"No!" The boy said. The way Nikki said it seemed almost practiced, with a level of authority to it that said he'd used this word or tone many times before and expected it to be obeyed. A childish stomp of his foot accompanied the loud outcry and he lifted his fists up in the air before throwing them right back down to his sides while leaning in towards Katherine, "No! I said that I don't need a new Mommy and I'm not going to let you spank me! I am Nikki Aliyah! I am one of the most powerful men in the world! If you want to spank something so badly, go ahead and spank yourself instead because you're not my Mommy!" His tiny, little chest huffed and puffed with each angry breath that he took. Immediately, Nikki knew he'd made a huge mistake, but still the boy seethed on the spot.

[French Polynesia]

Katherine closed her eyes as he said his tiny little rant and her expression didn't falter one bit. She listened to his words completely, a little annoyed by the choice of his words. But she didn't show it before he completed, waiting for a few uncomfortable seconds as her deep purple eyes kept staring into his blue and green eyes.

"Was it Eric or Antonio who met with you? I don't remember." She smiled, although this time her eyes blazed with an unknown fire behind it. "No wait, didn't both of them come to meet you? It doesn't matter." She tilted her head at the nurse and gave a quick nod and the lady bowed for a split second before heading to the side, rummaging through a cupboard.

" Eric, or Chairman Eric Francis Lee to you- he was my first penny. He kinda said the same spiel you just gave me. That I'm not his mommy and I shouldn't touch him and..Yadda Yadda." She saw the nurse standing next to him with a bag. "Well, mommy isn't allowed to let a tantrum from my little boy to proceed." Katherine snapped her finger dramatically as the nurse placed the bag in front of Nikki, opening it for him to see. "New issue, designed for him." She told Katherine who took a purple hardwood paddle.

"This was what Eric got. Now the way mommy gives a punishment spanking will end up with my baby boy bawling his eyes out across my lap. He was quite sore when I took him back home for a repeat session." She placed the paddle back in and took a very thin red glove almost too big for her hand. "Now Antonio Lee, my second cub...he has a better head on his shoulder as you must have noticed. But he did get lippy with me and called me a mean word." She put her hand in the glove and it contracted to fit her hand like a second skin. "He got his dose of the glove. Stings about 68% more than my hand, this new model."

Her voice was sweet like honey yet she had an air of authority around her. Even the nurse looked at Katherine nervously as she played with the edge of her skirt.

"Now Nikki, you are my fifth. Your sister Annie and youngest brother Joshua didn't put up a fuss and they didn't get spanked in this room. I wonder, is the Great Nikki Aliyah going to be following the example of my first two or the younger pair?" Katherine finished by standing up to her full height, placing her hands on her hips and looking down on him.

Nikki was stunned again, but not in awe of Katherine like before. Rather, it was fear. Fear that his own temper was about to cost him his ability to sit. As Katherine brought herself up to full height, towering over two feet above him, Nikki's tail went between his legs and his whole body language took at turn once the paddle and glove both came out. Nikki grabbed his tail, twiddling with it in his fingers as his ears laid flat. He listened silently, almost obediently even, as the woman talked, mentioning his new siblings and what their own reactions to her had been. It didn't immediately register that he had siblings. His wide-eyed gaze was focused first on Katherine's eyes and then on the implements that she was soon pulling out.

It wasn't the mention of his siblings, though, that had much of an effect on him. It was watching the purple paddle be taken out, a color seemingly chosen for him. It was when she took out the glove and it molded itself around her hand. These actions spoke louder than Katherine's words and soon had Nikki whimpering as he submissively slumped his shoulders and began to reconsider his actions. It was the tone as well; the sweetness touched with such a firm grip. This woman kept reminding him more and more of his own biological mother with every passing moment. He didn't know what to think of that yet.

However, Katherine's lecture gave him just long enough to start cooling his head and let his emotions simmer back down. For now, his attitude was cowed. If that stayed the case, that remained to be seen, but Nikki lightly mumbled out under his breath, "'m sorry... I just don't wanna be a Penny... I didn't mean to do nothing bad... I don't wanna be a Penny... Please, I'm sorry... I'm sorry..." Anger broke down to confusion, sadness, and fear, the anger likely having been a mask and outlet for those real feelings buried underneath. The boy gripped his tail even tighter and looked down to the floor, eyes watering a bit. He was a boy that was so used to being in control of everything in his life and now he had nothing. Even worse was the idea that it was all his fault. He didn't want to think about it being his fault, so the boy sniffed and fiddled with his tail.

[French Polynesia]

The quick 180 by Nikki got Katherine by surprise. So there was a sweet little boy deep in his shell. She was glad. Her first child Eric was a handful and she ended up having to spank him many times over and over till he lost that edge. But she loved his combative edge and determination- something she had actively encouraged and which is now helping him with his work as the chairman of her group of companies.

It was the same thing she wanted with all her kids- to cultivate their inherent strengths. Nikki is brilliant and she didn't want him to be a completely submissive, scared little kitten the system normally produced. "I know you don't want to be a penny." Katherine sighed softly, placing the paddle back in the bag and peeling her gloves off before depositing it in there as well. "Take it to the car." She instructed to the nurse who complied.

She went over and gently cupped his cheeks, softly rubbing them with her smooth hands. "I'm not going to be raising you as a normal penny. Mommy has special permissions regarding your upbringing which means I get to ignore the bits designed to punish you for punishments sake with something more..productive." she smiled warmly, standing up and holding her hand out for him to hold. "That means that I will be very hands on with you. Your brother's and sister takes care of the company so my project is going to be you." She smiled. "I like your dress by the way. You look adorable."

"But I didn't do nothing bad... I didn't mean to..." Nikki insisted. Even now, after the trial was over and he'd been regressed to an eight year old, his moral compass was still skewed if he was insisting that he hadn't done bad things. What further cemented this, though, was the childlike apology that followed after again, "I'm sorry..." Nikki was a kid now with a kid's cognitive abilities. He didn't understand that if he really hadn't done anything bad, he wouldn't need to apologize to begin with. It was all proof that there was much work to be done, that the boy, without proper guidance, might just turn out the same way as before, as a thief - and not a petty one either. "I'm sorry..." He repeated the words, hoping that it'd be enough to somehow reverse all of this.

The implements went away, though, and Nikki relaxed somewhat. That, at least, was reversed and Nikki looked a lot less scared now that there wasn't the threat of a spanking hanging over his head, looming down upon him so ever-presently. Nikki sighed in relief and let go of his tail, the fur a little mussed up from how strong he'd been gripping it. His ears perked up just a bit, flicking as he watched Katherine, studying her every movement. Those eyes of his drank in each detail, from the way she walked towards him, the choice of clothes that she wore, to the language of her body. Nikki was trying to read her now that the situation was much safer for his backside and calmer in general, but before he could come to any conclusion, hands found his cheeks.

Nikki's tail went up in the air and his ears laid flat against his head again, but it was different from before. His tail didn't flick in annoyance, but rather curled in half of a heart shape. Nikki silently listened again, his face slowly growing warm with a blush from those soft hands being up against his cheeks. He wasn't a normal penny? His mind seemingly whirred at the meaning of this, his brow furrowing as the pieces of the puzzle from earlier clicked into place now: she wanted to raise him so that he could run a business again under her tutelage, just like his new siblings did. When Katherine pulled away and held out the hand towards him, Nikki recognized this as an opportunity. He could reclaim what was his. There was a slight bit of hesitation, though. Taking the hand meant tacitly accepting that he was now a penitata. His brain kept thinking. He could resist still and fight against his sentence, but taking the hand meant that this really was his new life.

After a moment or two of consideration, Nikki relented and took the hand. "Okay. I'll go with you." The boy said, but then, his face burning an even brighter red at having given in, he added, "But I'm not doing it 'cause I want to or anything; only 'cause I have to..." It was a bit of a lie. He didn't want to go, true, but the opportunity before him couldn't be denied. Then, he smiled at the compliment she gave him and for just that second, he forgot all of this as he returned that with one of his own, "You look very pretty, too, M-" Nikki caught the word in his throat before it came out and then shut his mouth for a second before opening it up again to repeat what he said, "You look very pretty, too."

[French Polynesia]

Katherine grinned widely when he decided to hold her hand and slowly walked towards their car through the corridor. She caught his words, especially how the way he attempted to say mommy, how it got stuck in his throat.

Katherine shook her head and lifted him up, balancing him on her slender hips and his face inches from hers. "No." She said firmly as she carried him towards her car. "You are going to train that smart little brain of yours to call me mommy. In fact, that should be a spankable offence if you don't call me mommy." She teased him, gently feeling his body pressed against hers.

He was quite light and easy to carry, she mused. That was maybe explained by the fact that Katherine was a gym rat for the most part, she had spent so much of her free time to reach peak physical shape. It wasn't something she was obsessed with during the last cycle when she was part running her company with her older boys when she raised her kids but now they had left and Katherine was seeing this as a new chapter in her life. She hadn't been that interested in her appearance but now she had been focused on looking like the best version of herself, immaculately dressed with a strong killer body underneath. It was how she approached all her projects- with complete obsessive drive for perfection.

As they talked, the pair reached her limo and Katherine entered, placing him on her lap, letting her get used to her being physically in contact with her and her scent. The driver began taking her towards her mansion which was only five minutes from the facility. Her fingers tried to smoothen his furry tail where he clutched tightly and frayed it, hoping he would not put up a fuss.