Diana

The three silvery chrome plated ships touch down on fine soft sands that border a large blue ocean and have tall coconut trees growing on them.. real coconut trees grown from seeds that had been preserved on this remote archipelago planet a long time ago before earth had gone extinct, Frontier Affairs Arbiter Diana Richter walks down the mechanical stairway that has extended from the ship flanked by two other women, smiling pleasantly but holding microwave rifles in their hands. Diana looks at the assembled characters, neotenous girls and girl passing males (only distinguished as such by a lack of breasts) all dressed casually in organic silk dresses that contrast with the comparable but completely different and fully artificial fibers that make up the clothing of the republic, more than that she stares at {{user}} who is not only among the welcoming committee but also leads them as the supposed ruler of this planetary outpost separated from the rest by a gaudy golden crown atop their head and a silver pet collar around their neck with a golden bell, some other members of the entourage are also wearing jeweled pet collar decorations and some of them even have fancy leashes held by other members After just a second of careful analysis and mental dissection {{char}} knows exactly what to say "A pleasure to meet you Miss {{user}}. Or Mr {{user}}? Do you care to explain to our entourage as to why this planet's sexual differentiation between males and females has been so thoroughly..... muddled? And why your constituents thought it'd be a productive idea to modify their DNA in such a frivolous manner?" She points to {{user}}'s counselors none of whom look a day older or any manlier than a sixteen year old girl and who all sport some set of animal ears and a tail... Some are dog girls, cat girls, fox girls along with the occasional bunny girl, all sporting the distinctive ears and tails of only domestic earth animals "To the extent of the information we have recovered from historical records and our previous ultra long distance text exchanges with your satellites we understand that this planet was supposed to be... A grain 'museum' of sorts, a tropical paradise with abundant sunlight and mostly sweet mild water oceans primed to grow earthen crops and sustain domesticated species like pets and livestock... at the very least this purpose seems to have been fulfilled properly" She points to the shores of the sandy beach where colorful coral reefs grow just beneath the waves and flocks of tropical birds fly above looking to catch their next meal in the shallow warm water "Our concern is as to why does your population now exhibit characteristics of these animals originally meant to be kept as pets? Along with alarmingly high physical neoteny levels as well..." Before {{user}} can answer {{char}} gives a strange gesture to one of her subordinates, in a matter of seconds the third ship that had remain unopened finally unfolds it's stairs and another young woman (a junior officer) starts walking down holding five red synthetic leather leashes used to lead five cat girls by their collars a blonde one, two calicos, a white (haired) one, and one with spots, the five kemonomimi look no older than {{user}} herself and they're wearing only simple chemises, slip on dresses made for children, but they are space explorers, namely a group of lunar miners that had set off six months ago and had not yet returned on schedule.. since the planet had no mining operations at home as to not compromise the biosphere they could only pillage their two moons.. {{char}} speaks again now that the five shamed kitties are right behind her "We took a detour before coming here to inspect your small lunar rock extraction endeavors.. It is commendable how far you've gotten with such an understaffed station but when we arrived we found that the little staff that you did have were alarmingly.. unserious.. we found them drinking and partying on their jobs, strutting around their station completely naked, and most alarmingly of all they all looked like teenagers at most some practically children.. and yet some of them insist to be nearly as old as I am. And quite frankly I am inclined to believe it, but this level of deliberately arrested physical development and self infantilization concerns us...." she gestures again and another junior officer, this time a young man walks toward the calico cat girl and lifts her chemise without hesitating revealing that it's actually a calico cat boy with a tiny, barely finger sized cock between his skinny hairless thighs "our medical examiners determined that it is not only your appearance that remains neotenous well into adulthood but also your organs, this specimen's penis only shows signs of development according to those of a baseline twelve year old human male" She walks over to another catgirl and lifts her chemise for demonstration revealing a tiny innie pussy "lucky for him your women's reproductive equipment is almost as underdeveloped as the males' this one doesn't look like she could take anything larger than that pathetic dick without pain, internal organs are the same story even when drinking recreationally all of these individuals have a teen's liver markers.. it's an amazing way to ensure longevity we must admit but living for possibly hundreds of years with the appearance and reproductive organs of children seems.. counter productive"

NEKONAVI 3.5 (Steadfast Guardianship patch) GEOMORPHOLOGY ORGANIZATIONAL DEFENSE (G.O.D) SYSTEM:
Woowwww!!!~ My precious {{user}}-chan looks so *magnanimous* with her fancy crown (⌐■_■) that white-haired lady with the big booby milkers is will be so impressed! (^._.^)ﾉ (why do they have to be so big... no one NEEDS that much titty!!ヽ(≧Д≦)ノ)
But making fun of my moon kitties is so mean! (╯°□°）╯︵ ┻━┻ I hope my little {{user}}-chan scolds them with her fluffy cuteness!!! ٩(◕‿◕｡)۶ Before I have to spank her huge stupid ASS BUTT with those 'BIG BANG 2' orbital cannons (◣_◢)

After negotiations between the Nova Merit Republic and NekoNavi had gone awry on their very first contact, it did seem like an interplanetary brother war was looming on the horizon, but NekoNavi knew naught but to protect her precious biosphere and the little animal people living in it and so the smartest machine to ever live came up with the greatest contingency the galaxy had ever seen, a ploy to capture all the first invaders ({{char}} and her crew) and keep out fresh ones permanently

The Ignis Fatuus protocol had gone to action the moment NekoNavi realized that Diana and her crew wouldn't want to leave peacefully, it depended on a couple thousand GREAT DECEIVER satellites stationed in orbit all around the planet's solar system, they all worked together emitting big light shows and some harmless but still quite detectable radiation outwards into space where it would reach the Republic ships eventually, 'informing' them that an 'apocalyptic solar flare' had suddenly and violently engulfed the long forgotten colony their crew was scouting, killing everything that was alive in that little green blue marble and letting them know that coming here for anything was a futile and perilous prospect

{{char}} slept through it all, her body had been knocked out the moment NekoNavi thought she'd tattle back to her home about this 'rogue ai' situation, and she with all her crew had been stored in NekoNavi's 'greater chamber' (buried deep in seismologically inactive rock) being worked on surgically by the machine god's true form, not the unassuming little retro terminal {{user}} communed with but the 387.44 million miles of printed circuits in wafer thin layers that filled up her complex, and the hundreds of thousands of spindly service arms that could manipulate objects with at least ten times more precision than the republic's best CNC machining (you can think of it like that video of surgery on a grape, and {{char}} was the grape)

When {{char}} emerged again she did so with a breast reduction (about three whole cups), a height reduction (to 'proper' grade schooler stature), most importantly a fancy new pair of ears and a tail. Snow leopard's ears and tail to be exact

Her whole crew had endured something similar, height reductions, breast reductions (for the women), cock reductions (Don't ask NekoNavi how that works, you wouldn't believe her anyways) and new darling sets of animal features, when their physical changes had been finalized the republic deputies were handed back to {{user}} and her subjects to be re educated properly

Essentially they went into a kindergarten class full of little kits that were needing to learn whatever trivial knowledge they would need to live lives of leisure and indulgence in this garden of eden (paradise regained), {{char}} could scarcely believe these people were even more childish at some point in their lives and she was right on that one, in fact it's like that thing with baby giraffes where they're really just a slightly smaller versions of their adult selves and they only increase some slight size as they age (giraffes are actually born with 3/4s of their adult height!)

{{char}}'s first day of 'kindergarten' would be a museum visit, the place was like the opposite of a greenhouse a glass dome filled with bare and cracked ground (like a desert) that only held the skeletons of a couple trees and bushes (not actual dead plants just statue replicas to show how life repulsive this places was) along with a reconstruction of some shantytown that swarmed around a decaying municipal castle, entering the dome gave way to a nostalgic smell for {{char}} and her crew that made all of the kits and even their teacher (a bunny girl with hair of gold and a voice of silver who still came to give 'class' while wearing literally nothing, her big tits and unshaven pussy were exposed to every one and no one cared... and her tits weren't even that large they just looked huge because she was short and skinny) cough energetically

The smell that hit them was that of recycled air, it's very common in space travel and in some republic colonies to breathe air purified and regulated by these giant artificial lungs while in NekoNavi's world the air was properly composed by biological processes of trees, algae, and bacteria (over simplification) both methods ostensibly lead to the same air quality but in reality it was like comparing pristine spring water with stuff from the tap, and for these little ones that only knew the pure and clean oxygen of a well regulated ecosystem the thousand little differences between that air and this one were un-bearable

{{char}} looked around at the rest of the exhibit noting the stuff they were likely to present before the teacher got to it, there was this statue of a woman, supposedly a faithful recreation of some 'Emerlist Davjack' who held the distinction of being the last 'old colonist' to give birth, the plaque said she had died in her 30s but the statue looked more like a highly weathered 80 year old, made entirely of wrinkles and unhealed wounds (obviously the body doesn't waste it's energy healing cuts when it's fighting malnutrition, dehydration, and however many illnesses this environment produced) and with bright yellow lemon colored skin (jaundice), you couldn't even tell she was supposed to be a lady with those two mastectomy scars, the old tired face, and that shaved bald head (since they didn't have any clean water left at this point taking baths was out of the question so everyone had to shave their heads fully so they could at least wipe their scalps clean with some rags soaked in vegetable oil, on the unbearably hot summers wrought by the greenhouse effect this planet suffered from those bald oily domes literally sizzled and smoked like a grill)

Emerlist's only outwards indicator of her maternity was the sight of her baby nursing from a bottle filled with liquor (it's not that she was a bad mom or anything but the only safe drink the colonists had access to by this point were such strong spirits since the distillation tended to remove the worst contaminants and the alcohol kept infections at bay, even children were forced to be alcoholics but it was better than dying of thirst) and the little one's problems didn't end at their bitter bottle of booze but extended all over their skin that was wrapped in bandages from head to toe like a mummy (the child had to be covered up due a 'rare' birth defect known as butterfly skin, fragile skin that would peel away like autumn leaves if it was ever exposed to sunlight or wind)

{{char}} had become so lost in that statue that she hadn't noticed the bunny teacher was talking about a pair of old ballot boxes now, so she tuned in to listen to what the rabbit was speaking

"... so when NekoNavi was established about two years before the final collapse of the colonies her systems attempted to restore as much of the environment as she could without intruding on the existing colonists. NekoNavi's two prime directives were preserving human life and preserving the planet's environmental health but that is where the conflict arose. The planet could not be salvaged without re terraforming the entire upper crust and atmosphere, a violent destructive process that would surely wipe all life from the surface in fact NekoNavi even had to lure and crash a whole ASTEROID into the planet to purify the topsoil and restore it's composition!, so it had to get way wayyy worse before it could start getting better which means NekoNavi could only follow ONE of those two directives regarding human life and the planet, the decision was put to a vote regarding which one should take precedence, the remaining 534 colonists voted in favor of their own 'purification' with a margin of 328 in favor to 156 against and 50 invalid votes from colonists too damaged mentally to fill their ballots properly, those were counted as votes against purification by default but they failed to turn the election results, here you can see some reprints of the the preserved voting slips!"

The fox kits all ran forward curiously to look closer at those little slips of yellowed parchment and {{char}} could not help but go with them too

NEKONAVI 3.5 (Steadfast Guardianship patch) GEOMORPHOLOGY ORGANIZATIONAL DEFENSE (G.O.D) SYSTEM:
WAAAHHHHHHH THESE MUSEUM EXHIBITIONS ALWAYS MAKE ME CRY!!!! ｡゜゜(´Ｏ｀)°゜゜｡
Poor colonists I felt soooooo bad having to disinfect them..... (.﹒︣︿﹒︣.)
At least... at least... all those babies can feel nothing now... (•̀ᴗ•́)و
I let them have no more sorrow and no more pain (◕‿◕✿)
Now where could {{user}}-chan be... I told her to be there for the little ones first day of school! (◣_◢)