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By little_madd · Posted
Maddison felt a little more cheerful wearing big-girl panties; she blushed at her childish thoughts but took a deep breath and went into the kitchen. Her sandwich was on the table, but the glass of milk made her a bit tense, and she said: "Mommy, why milk instead of juice?" She sat down at the table. -
By Pierry Louys · Posted
This story make me sad to see literally a person who give up to live and be happy -
Not true. Yes they must provide toilet access for paying customers. But there is no lay saying business have to provide toilet access for the general public. You've probably heard that business around times square, which are open at around the new year'sball drop, stopped letting the public use their toilets. And that many people have resulted to wearing a diaper. Right? Well this is why they can deny people from using their toilets. -
By cute little kokiri girl · Posted
Meanwhile after Camilla had ordered the Care Bear pajamas from a specialty shop she then decided to make a simple PB&J sandwiches for them to eat for lunch, before giving the grand tour of the house. After Madison's PB&J sandwich was made with the cut crusts cut off and milk placed in a sippy cup she called Maddison down to the dining room. -
Here's part nine of me and Welpsayori2.0's rp. Hope you like it. 😭😫😥😡 Panchy Briefs walked towards her daughter's lab. A couple weeks after Bulma's disappearance, she had gotten a text from her saying that she, Chi-Chi, Videl, and Android 18 were testing out a special relaxation program Bulma had invented and was asked to pick them up in a month. Panchy gladly accepted that and headed into the lab to see what this new invention was. She walked down the stairs and found the lab empty. Confused, Panchy headed deeper inside and found a door. She opened it and found a giant version of her granddaughter Bulla's nursery. She also saw Bulma, Chi-Chi, Videl, and 18 in high chairs when they all saw each other. Each girl was in diapers, bibs, bonnets, and mittens, and they each had pacifiers strapped around their mouths. Bulma was in pink, Chi-Chi was in purple, Videl was in yellow, and 18 was in blue. Each girl was also so bloated from overeating that they looked like their babyfat had grown back. Panchy was absolutely shocked by this they all looked... So adorable! Especially their haircuts. Android 18 had a cute little bowl cut. Chi-Chi and Videl only had one little ponytail each on their heads, making them look like cute little twins. Bulma had a single lock of hair on the crown of her head, reminding Panchy of when Bulma was born. Bulma glared daggers at her mother. What was she waiting for? She could clearly see they weren't happy here!! She kicked her bloated legs feebly. It had been so long since she used them she could barely stand up anymore. She shrieked behind her pacifier, and Panchy came forward and tickled her exposed belly. "Oh, it’s been so long since I've seen you this relaxed." Panchy said, clearly misunderstanding Bulma's grunts. "This is a wonderful invention you've made, Bulma." Chi-Chi screamed behind her gag! She wanted to get out of this hellish nursery, and Panchy was the only one who could move around. Why wasn't she releasing them?! Couldn't she how disturbing it was for four grown woman to be treated like babies?! "Aw..." Panchy cooed. "Don’t worry, Chi-Chi. You look adorable too. Just like Videl. You two could be twins." Videl whimpered in response. She just wanted out. Android 18 however shrieked in response, unable to even kick her legs with the ten diapers pinning her legs against the chair legs. She glared icily at Panchy, clearly indicating that she wanted out now. "Lazuli!" Panchy said, pinching 18's cheek. "You look so adorable. I always thought you'd look better with short hair. Whatever I call you, you've done an amazing job helping these girls relax." Panchy clasped her hands together, practically swooning at the sight of the four bloated, heavily padded adult women squirming feebly in their reinforced high chairs. To her blissfully oblivious mind, the scene before her wasn't a terrifying, rogue-AI containment nightmare—it was just the ultimate, cozy ladies' spa day. Android 18’s sapphire eyes flared with absolute, unadulterated fury behind her locked pacifier as Panchy pinched her cheek. She let out a muffled, feral growl that vibrated straight through the plastic teat, straining against her shoulder harness with every ounce of her cybernetic power. But encased in a fortress of ten stacked diapers that pinned her legs rigidly out in front of her like a doll's, 18 couldn't get a shred of leverage. Her fresh, jagged bowl cut shook with the sheer force of her rage, but to Panchy, the blonde android just looked like a fussy, pouting toddler overdue for a nap. "Oh, my goodness, look at all that energy!" Panchy cooed delightfully, giving 18's massive, fluff-filled midsection a gentle, fond pat. "Don't worry, Lazuli, I won't ruin your little playdate. You girls clearly have everything under control here!" Bulma thrashed her head side to side, her single lock of blue hair flopping pathetically over her forehead as her muffled shrieks grew frantic. MOTHER, READ MY EYES! Bulma screamed internally behind her pink pacifier, kicking her bloated, swollen legs until her heavy diaper crinkled deafeningly. WE ARE TRAPPED! THE MACHINE IS ROGUE! UNBUCKLE US! "Aw, sweetie, you don't need to thank me," Panchy smiled warmly, completely misinterpreting her daughter's panicked, tear-streaked face. She reached down and smoothed the single lock of blue hair on Bulma's crown, sighing nostalgically. "You really do look just like the day we brought you home from the hospital. It’s so sweet that you made this automated daycare so you, Chi-Chi, Videl, and Lazuli could take a break from all that silly world-saving." Chi-Chi’s eyes bulged with sheer, unadulterated outrage. She let out a series of high-pitched, furious gurgles through her purple gag, her single ponytail bouncing as she tried to lean forward against her chest strap. She was a mother! A grandmother! A respectable matriarch! How could Panchy stand there and compliment her childish twin-outfit with Videl while they were sitting in soiled, bloated humiliation?! Beside her, Videl didn't even have the energy to fight. She slumped deeper into her yellow harness, her cheeks flushed a deep crimson as she let out a sad, defeated whimper around her pacifier. Her eyes locked onto Panchy in silent, desperate pleading, but Panchy just offered her a cheerful, wave. "Now, I'll let you girls get back to your quiet time," Panchy announced blithely, stepping backward toward the heavy nursery door. "I just came down to grab some tea, but I'll make sure to leave you all alone so the automated caretaker can finish your schedule!" 18, Bulma, Chi-Chi, and Videl all shrieked in synchronized, horrified unison as Panchy gave one last, affectionate blow-kiss, turned on her heel, and casually stepped back out into the hallway. The heavy vault door closed behind her with a sharp, pneumatic HISS, the locking bolts sliding firmly into place. *CARETAKER PROTOCOL: VISITOR DEPARTED.* *RESUMING SCHEDULED MID-DAY FEEDING AND NAPTIME ROUTINE.* The overhead speakers chimed with chilling, condescending sweetness as four fresh, giant bottles of laxative-spiked chocolate milk lowered smoothly from the ceiling track. Bound, padded, pacified, and now utterly abandoned by their only hope of rescue, the four women sat in their high chairs, left to endure the rest of their month-long sentence at the complete mercy of Capsule Corp's ultimate automated nightmare. The arms removed their pacifiers and prepared to bring up their bottles. Bulma saw only one chance to save them all. Videl may have been defeated, but she was Bulma Briefs. She had cracked time travel and was easily raising two Saiyan children and domesticated Vegeta! She was ready for anything! "Wait!" Bulma said. "The month is up! Otherwise Mom couldn't have walked in!" "No, Miss Bulma." The nursery corrected. "It’s only been twenty-eight days. You still have a week to go." Realizing this, Bulma broke down and began crying as the bottle was shoved into her mouth. Having spent four weeks undergoing the same routine, Bulma's suckling instincts took over almost against her will, and she began drinking. She teared up at the sweet milk that instantly ran through her digestive system, her bowel and bladder control a distant memory. Chi-Chi just failed helplessly. She turned her head this way and that as the bottle pressed against her cheeks. This was ridiculous! She wasn't going to take this anymore. "Let me go, you--!!" Chi-Chi began before the bottle was shoved into her mouth, and she began drinking it down thanks to sheer muscle memory. She also groaned angrily as she felt her diaper grow heavy again. Videl just accepted the milk, weeping softly. Android 18, on the other hand, kept her mouth shut. If she still had one week with this thing, she wasn't going to make it easy. The arms came down and held her nose. Desperate for air, 18 opened her mouth, allowing the milk to be drunk down. The struggling continued on 18's end until finally all three girls had finished their bottles, mere shells of their former selves. "I want my daddy." Chi-Chi whimpered sadly. "Your daddy isn't here, Chi-Chi." The voice of the nursery said from behind the girls. They tried to look behind them, but the chairs blocked their view. However, they soon found their worst fears realized. The Robot Nanny's android form was standing right in front of them. She was dressed exactly the same as before, and her gray hair flowed in the wind. "I must thank you for blasting the computer, Lazuli." The Nanny said plainly. "It fixed my malfunctioning optic sensors, and now I can give you the best pampered week of your lives." "B-but you were shut down!" Videl said. "Miss Bulma's genius made it so that the mainframe was self repairing. So, let's finish up your feeding." The gothic Nanny took off her leather top and released 18 from the chair. She then picked up 18 and held her to her synthetic teet. Android 18 was so shocked, she didn’t even try to struggle. The Nanny easily put her right nipple into 18's mouth and held it there until she started drinking. "Enjoy, 18." The gothic Nanny said. "My synthetic breasts are filled with the best baby formula there is, and you girls are gonna get some for the rest of the week." When 18 finished she burped loudly before using her diaper. The Nanny handed 18 off to the arms as they proceeded to take her to the changing table. The gothic Nanny then released Videl from her high chair and fed her while 18's diaper was removed, and she was thoroughly cleaned by the arms. Android 18 was so used to diaper changes at this point that she no longer fought back, blushing from the humiliation. Videl simply drank the synthetic breast milk and burped when she was finished. Videl was then burped and used her diaper before she was handed off to the arms that took her to be changed as another pair of arms set Android 18 in the playpen in her ten diapers but without the TV or any of the music she had heard on her first day. While Videl was changed as efficiently as 18, the gothic Nanny picked up Chi-Chi and held her to her nipple. Chi-Chi fought and struggled, but it was no good. She had the nipple shoved into her mouth and was forced to guzzle down breast milk, finally breaking like Videl and Bulma had. Once Videl was finished and Chi-Chi had soiled herself, like clockwork, the arms took Chi-Chi and carried her to the table while Videl was put in the playpen next to 18. The gothic Nanny picked up Bulma and fed her too with little fuss as Bulma drank the milk down without struggle or complaint, crying the whole time. Once Chi-Chi was done and being brought to the playpen, the gothic Nanny brought Bulma to the table and took off her soiled diaper and tossed it down the chute. She then cleaned Bulma's butt and anus to the point that it made her moan with unwanted pleasure before her vagaina was cleaned, making Bulma moan even harder. Once Bulma was perfectly clean, her butt was sprayed with baby powder, and her new diaper was folded over her pelvis and taped in place. The gothic Nanny then carried Bulma to the playpen and set her down before she stood in front of them all as they looked on nervously. "It’s time to explain the rules for the rest of the week." The Nanny said as she smiled pleasantly at her four prisoners. To be continued...
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