Inmate processing

The Robots dragged Shannon helplessly. Her bare feet tried to catch the ground, but the coiled arm held her fast. She lead to a cold, featureless room. The arm uncoiled around her, throwing her in a spiral. Shannon flailed comically, trying to keep her balance as she was flung into the room. Once she had stabilized herself she crossed her arms over her bare breasts.

"This is a mistake, I'm a police officer!" She yelled.

"Subject prone to fabrication." One robot spoke to the other. "Command subroutine- ignore, procede as normal."

"Understood." The other robot agreed. "Scanning.... subject wearing undergarments."

"Will cause interference with processing." The other robot monotoned back. "Remove."

With that two snake like tentacle arms ending in clamps shot at Shannon. Shannon kept her hands over her chest, backing away. The arms rushed to her hips, snagged her thong on each side, and tore it over her thighs knees and calves, then ripped it off her small feet.

"AHH!" Shannon squealed, throwing a hand over her currently clean shaven crotch. It was just robots looking at her but it didn't change the fact that she was NAKED! In a strange place, a juvienle hall on some weird alien world.

"Commence delousing." One robot commanded to the other.

"Confirmed." the other agreed. It went over to the wall, opened a hatch and withdrew a long hose. "Commencing."

"WAIT!" Shannon screamed before a jet of foam hit her. Some kind of insecticide or something. It squirted with high pressure, pushing her back. She threw up her hands to protect herself from the jet as best as she could. She was covered head to toe in white foam.

"Delousing complete." The other robot drew another house. "Commencing rinse process."

This hose unleashed a powerful jet of water. Shannon gagged as foamy water washed up her nostrils, in her eyes and in her mouth. She gagged and coughed as the robot carefully spread her down. Finally, it seemed to decide that was enough, and turned off the hose. The foamy water drained to a spot in the middle of the room. Shannon, feeling totally abused, coughed and gagged, struggling to catch her breath. She was dripping wet, soaked to the bone, her body pink and worn from the water pressure.

"Next phase inmate processing..." The robot spoke...