Trapped

Thundercracker nodded after his brief inspection, “Yeah. You’re in prime condition—good muscle tone, no infirmities or maladies. You’ll make a great pet.”

Lana’s mind cinched up as tight as her muscles.

Pet?

He then sat back in a huge metal seat that seemed specifically designed to accommodate his impressive wingspan and continued to observe her. Lana fought, trying to wriggle out of his firm, yet gentle grasp. The giant stroked her shoulder and arm with his finger, which made her flinch away.

“Hey, hey, it’s all right little human. I’m not going to kill you. You’re my pet now.” his great voice tried to soothe.

PET?!

His hand swung out a bit and he placed the young woman on a flat metal surface that resembled a work table or desk. Lana staggered, vertigo consuming her senses. Once she stabilized she made a run for it, but she was instantly barred by the robot’s hand and wrist. Gasping she whirled around and ran the other way. His other hand came down in front of her as well.

“Where do you think you’re going?” he inquired, sounding amused.

It was a useless attempt. She was at this giant robot’s mercy—a tiny mouse in the paws of a tiger.

Just a little excerpt from my fic "A Pet Squishy". [link]
I loved this scene so much I decided to draw it. Poor Lana...she's so scared.