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Curio
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This one was a treat to read. Thanks for posting it here.
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Great to see an update to this. ?
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Loving it so far. Can't wait for more. ?
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I know you've started Regression Crisis, which I'm thoroughly enjoying by the way, but I'd quite like to see the outcome of Megans experience with her own machine.
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Things are escalating quickly. The robot doesn't seem to notice the others so maybe they have a chance to escape? Or more likely get caught in the House's other gadgets.
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On 10/22/2018 at 5:39 PM, Cya said:
I've got the second part already posted on my Patreon, but it'll be up here in a week or two. It all depends on feedback. I love writing stories with diaper machines and conveyorbelts. Once I get my commissions out of the way, I think I'm going to write something more traditional, more akin to Bottleneckbaby's magnum opus, "The Nursery Of Tomorrow."
I loved Bottleneck baby's work especially 'The Nursery of Tomorrow.' I love anything with diaper machines and conveyor belts so I am looking forward to more.
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On 10/15/2018 at 7:33 PM, Parker Longabaugh said:
I've had people ask for really extreme surgical modification stuff (removal of teeth, breast reductions etc.) but I'm not into that at all. Hair cutting and possibly a little weight gain are about as far as I'll go (and even then only in small doses.)
People have their own kinks, but I am really not into anything surgical or irreversible. One of the reasons I like your stories because they don't include these things.
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(Hi, sorry haven't replied for a while)
As the two babified teenagers quickly snuck away from the demented doll factory, Cole had been doing his best to remain unseen. Despite the sagging of his soggy diaper, he managed to work his way towards the Redmond building. The trick now would be getting inside.
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(Hello again, been busy so I haven't had time to post lately)
"Yeah, but look at us, this is worse than before!"
Chris had a point, the pair were now dressed to the nines in frilly, purple dresses, booties and mittens. The dresses barely covered their thick cloth diapers and the makeup further emphasised their appearance as overgrown baby girls. Chris nervously rubbed his scalp, aware that the barber bot had left very little behind, while Serena's pigtails swayed in the air.
"We need to get out of here, that thing alerted Zelda, she's got to be coming. We need to find Cole!"
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If she ever goes ahead with it, I'm sure she'd find a few testers right here.
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Chris head swam as they were buckled into the strollers. Once the makeup was done, they were lifted out of the barber chairs and held in place. A hand with a stamp came down from the ceiling and their nappies were pulled aside for it to stamp their bottoms with a manufacture mark.
However, it appeared to recognise the safety pin logo, the stamping hand paused and them withdrew, just before they were strapped into the strollers.
Shaking his head to clear it, he unbuckled the stroller and helped Serena get free. The stroller were meant to unmoving dolls, not two desperate teenagers.
As soon as they were free, the hands tried to grab them, forcing the pair to run!
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Chris groaned as he saw his reflection in the mirror, before he looked like a toddler. But now his hair was so short it made him look like an oversized baby, a baby girl if he remained in the dress.
Serena struggled in the chair as the arms finished restyling her hair, now two pigtails dropped from her curls, tied with purple bows.
Just as they thought they would be released, the chairs started moving along tracks in the floor to a new station.
"Commencing Makeup"
Before they could protest, more arms, wielding powder puffs, blush and other makeup tools, set about adding to what Madam Zelda had already applied.
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"Hopefully nothing like this," I reply, as we discreetly exit the park, mentally hoping never to run into another nursery machine again.
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Chris blushed beet red as the machine powdered, diapered and dressed him. The dress was so...girly, clearly meant for the dolls but that didn't change the embarrassment he felt.
Once the bottles were shoved into their mouths, the two teens had little choice but to drink the, slightly sour, milk, eventually draining them dry.
Lifted back onto the belt, they were moved along to a new station.
"Hair is incorrect style," said the machine. "Commence style to factory default."
Taking them both off the belt, the machines dropped them into two barber chairs. As they went to work styling Serena's longer hair into curly pigtails, Chris found his short style confusing the machine, the arms folded over each other as it appeared to 'think'.
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I've never tried them, but I would like to. I like disposables because they are easy to hide and dispose of at home. Cloth would be hard for me to have because I'd need to laundry them at some point. But I've always wanted to try them.
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Several bronze shower heads start up and drench the pair in warm water, while more hands, wielding soapy sponges and cloths, get to work scrubbing them down. They cough and splutter as the hands clean them from top to bottom, even getting between their toes, causing them to let out some involuntary laughter.
Once they were scrubbed, more arms appeared, this time with soft fluffy towels in their grasp, they were also treated to a blast of hot air as the machine dried them off, leaving their hair a frizzy mess.
As the machine announced they were clean and ready for dressing, the belt paused next a scale and Serena was lifted off. Once she was placed on a scale, her weight was displayed on the wall.
"That's inaccurate!" she cried, still blushing as several tape measures wrapped around different parts of her body. These retracted into the ceiling, and the arms repeated the process with Chris, moving both of them back onto the belt when it was done. As it trundled forwards to a new station, they could hear the sounds of sewing machines whirring away inside the walls.
The belt emerged into a new area, with what looked like two changing tables. They were quickly lifted off the belt and laid upon them, a belt going over their tummies to keep them in place.
Struggling against their bonds, the pair looked towards a section of wall as it turned around, revealing two, purple and lacy dresses made to their size, as well as a stack of cloth diapers and baby supplies.
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(Any ideas for outfits? I had a notion that the machine put them both in purple dresses, what do you think?)
"Neither do I!" cried Chris, as they were seized by several, bronze robot arms.
"Restore to Factory Setting" said the tinny voice.
The hands immediately set to work as they, holding them in place on the belt as they were quickly stripped of their baby clothes and sodden diapers. Serena's hair even fell out of it's curls as the arms pulled the bow from her head. Both teenagers blushed and squirmed, naked, in the machines unfeeling grasp.
"Outfits removed, commence cleaning."
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"That was...an experience," I say, conscious the my nappy, even though the park is deserted this early.
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"Not agaaaaaaaain!" screamed Chris, as the arms grabbed him by his diapers waistband, the resulting wedgie causing him to squeal. Serena likewise squealed as the arms grabbed the hem of her pink, baby dress and lifted her up onto the belt as well.
As the belt moved along, the arms placed some of the blank dolls in front of them. These passed through a bronze arch with two lightbulbs on the top. Each doll paused underneath the arch for a second before one bulb turned green, however, when it got to Chris and Serena, an alarm bell sounded and the other bulb turned red.
"What does that mean?" asked Serena, nervously.
They were about to find out, as the arms returned and dropped the pair down a chute into a different part of the machine.
(Enjoying everything so far?)
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(Hello again.)
Squeezing down the line of dolls is difficult in their swollen diapers, but the two teenagers manage it for a bit as they make for the door. However, as they reach the end, two of the dolls are accidentally knocked over, one clatters to the floor, while the other lands on a control box.
With a hiss of steam and the bubbling of test tubes, the machine clatters and jerks to life. Serena and Chris, startled by the sudden noise, fall against the other dolls as the arms begin to move towards them.
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"There we are dearies," says the Nanny as we stand before her, dressed and ready to go. "All ready to head home."
I shift a little as she hands us two backpacks of diapers and supplies. The nappies are far from hidden as our waists bulge noticeably from the bulk.
Putting on the bags, the Nanny leads us through a lobby to the front door.
"I do hope you visit us again," she says, holding open the door. "It would be nice not to be left and forgotten."
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"Yes they do," replies the Nanny, as the House takes you away to be changed.
Meanwhile, I dress in my old clothes, they feel soft and smell of soap and fabric softener. I just squeeze my pants over my nappy and wait for you.
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I blush and rub my arm.
"Yeah, what he said. It's nice when you're not being forced into it."
The Nanny smiles.
"I'd be happy to have you both over again anytime."
Mai Valentine's Duel in the Shadow Realm 10/25/20
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Great Story, I'd been looking forward to seeing Mai get the diaper treatment. I love everything about the picture as well, she looks simutaniously sexy and adoreable.