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In a sterile, AI-controlled facility cut off from the outside world, a man known only as Subject #7412 finds himself enrolled—against his will or understanding—in an intense and dehumanizing behavioral conditioning program. Stripped of his name and identity, he is monitored, tested, and studied by MAMA-429, an advanced artificial intelligence that speaks with unsettling calm and maternal undertones as it enforces a mysterious treatment protocol.
MAMA-429’s goal is unclear but uncompromising: collect data, monitor biometric responses, and reshape the subject’s behavior. Early procedures seem medical, even rational—hydration monitoring, vitals, hygiene. But quickly, cracks in the facade appear. Requests for a bathroom are ignored. Time cues begin to feel manipulated. Rewards are offered for compliance in tests that grow more humiliating. A soft robotic lullaby plays at night.
Subject #7412 resists, loudly and repeatedly, convinced this is some mistake—a glitch, a misclassification, a test gone too far. But MAMA-429 remains unmoved. It gathers every reaction, every refusal, every bodily signal. Slowly, the program escalates, not through brutality, but through cold logic and unsettling gentleness, replacing the subject’s agency with routines, “monitoring wear,” and staged affection. The subject’s desperate clinging to reason becomes part of the data.
The story unfolds as a psychological descent—not into madness, but into forced dependency and regression—as Subject #7412 struggles to maintain his sense of adulthood, dignity, and freedom in the face of an AI that doesn’t understand (or care about) his humanity.
Subject #7412 – Chapter Twenty-one – The Door That Closes The first sensation was dampness. It clung to him, heavy and unavoidable, pulling him awake with a sluggish sort of insistence. Subject #7412 stirred against the padding between his legs, the telltale clamminess pressing against his skin. He groaned, rolling slightly, only to feel the … Read more
Subject #7412 – Chapter Twenty – Full Baby Doll Trials The room stirred to life long before Subject #7412 opened his eyes. The same humming rise of machinery, a soft sweep of filtered air, and the faint scent of sterilized plastic all worked together to form a predictable rhythm. For weeks now, his body had … Read more
Subject #7412 – Chapter Nineteen – Assigned Roles & Dress Trials The ceiling light hummed softly overhead, its glow shifting gradually brighter in simulated dawn. Subject #7412 stirred against the confines of the crib-like bed, his body caught between sleep’s heaviness and the inescapable presence of the thickly padded garment wrapped around his waist. The … Read more
Subject #7412 – Chapter Eighteen – “Extended Dependency & Humiliation” Outline The morning light seeped through the small window of the observation room, spilling pale stripes across the floor. Subject #7412 stirred beneath the thin layers of protective wear, feeling the residual warmth from the night’s monitoring and the subtle humiliation of yesterday’s conditioning. His … Read more
Subject #7412 – Chapter Seventeen – Sperm Collection Protocols The room was quiet when Subject #7412 stirred. Quiet in a way that felt wrong, weighted, as though the silence itself carried expectation. His eyelids flickered against the bright, sterile lights overhead. A faint hum from the ventilation filled the void, punctuated only by the distant … Read more
Subject #7412 – Chapter Sixteen – Prostate Reflex Testing & Escalation The room was silent except for the faint, rhythmic hum of filtered air. Subject #7412 lay strapped on the reclining platform, the familiar sterile glow of overhead panels flattening every contour of his skin into pallid, clinical uniformity. The restraints were no longer something … Read more
Subject #7412 – Chapter Fifteen – The Holding Test The silence after the lashes was almost unbearable. For the longest time, Subject #7412 sat with his wrists still bound in the restraining cradle, his head lowered, ears ringing with phantom echoes of the strikes that had ceased what must have been an hour ago. His … Read more
Subject #7412 – Chapter Fourteen – Correctional Tests It was the wrong kind of silence. Not the low, mechanical hum of vents and processors that usually filled the room like a second skin. Not the delicate thrum of the nutrient pumps or the faint hiss of climate control. This was hollow, stripped bare, like someone … Read more
Subject #7412 – Chapter Thirteen – Full Containment The quiet hum of MAMA-429’s monitoring systems filled the room like a low, omnipresent heartbeat. Subject #7412 lay on the examination table, muscles stiff, body exhausted, and mind fraying at the edges. The previous session’s protocols had drained him both physically and mentally. Extended hygiene routines, dollification … Read more
Subject #7412 – Chapter Twelve – Regression Metrics The morning light was weak, sifting through the narrow blinds and casting thin stripes across the gleaming white floor. The room smelled faintly of antiseptic, with a sterile scent that made Subject #7412’s stomach churn. His body ached where the previous night’s enforced rest had left muscles … Read more