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Here's a sequel to my story, Washu's Baby Bundle Inventions. Here's the link if you want to read that first. Hope you like it. 😃😮‍💨😋😏😒 Ayeka was powdering Ryoko's butt with baby powder as a fresh, adult-sized, cloth diaper was laying under her butt. She rolled her eyes at the sight. It had been three days since Washu had finished her "lessons" to teach them about caring for babies, and Ryoko, and admittedly Ayeka as well, still hadn't fully regained their potty training. Or perhaps Ryoko was just being lazy, as usual. "You expect me to believe you haven't recovered yet?!" Ayeka asked moodily as she wrapped the diaper around Ryoko's pelvis. "Hey, don't blame me!" Ryoko argued. "Blame whatever Washu put in that milk!" Ayeka groaned and used a safety pin in the middle to hold the diaper in place. The two then stood up as Ryoko was still smirking. Ayeka, however, was still dubious. They both agreed that they had gotten all they could out of watching Washu's infantilization at the hands of the Inventions she had subjected them to. However, Ayeka was reluctant to follow through with Ryoko's plan, despite the fact that ion storms would be keeping Tenchi and their daughters on Jurai for another month. "Are you sure about this?" Ayeka asked. "Mihoshi and Kiyone haven't done anything to us." "Hey, who better to practice on than an overgrown baby?" Ryoko said. "And if Kiyone isn't going through it too, you know she'll rat us out to Tenchi's grandfather." "Well..." Ayeka relented. "I guess it wouldn't hurt to test out our maternal skills." "That’s the spirit, Ayeka!" Ryoko said impishly. Just then, there was a knock on the door, and Ryoko eagerly opened it. On the other side were Mihoshi and Kiyone. Mihoshi had dark skin, blonde hair, and large blue eyes. She was wearing a pink sweater and tan slacks. Kiyone was fair-skinned with long green hair and narrow, blue eyes. In addition to an orange headband, she also wore a white sweater and black jeans. "So you said you wanted our help with something?" Mihoshi asked innocently. "Oh yes." Ayeka said. "Miss Washu gave us a crash course on child rearing, and we were wondering if you could help us see how much we've learned." "Well sure!" Mihoshi said excitedly. "Hold on." Kiyone said. "What do you need us to do?" "Oh just help Washu prepare the dolls me and Ayeka will practice with." Ryoko said quickly. "So where is Miss Washu?" Mihoshi asked. "In her lab." Ayeka said. "Would you go get her?" The two went to the door into Washu's lab. Once it was opened, gray mechanical arms with white gloves for hands grabbed Kiyone and Mihoshi, pulling them into the lab as they screamed in terror. Ryoko just giggled and sat down on the couch, watching the TV as it was about to show her and Ayeka what Mihoshi and Kiyone were in for. Inside the lab, Kiyone was struggling against the arms while Mihoshi began kicking her feet in the air, as if that'd do any good. Kiyone knew it was on her to free them and figure out what Washu, Ryoko, and Ayeka were planning. However, it became apparent that they couldn't free themselves from the arms, so Kiyone decided to get the lay of the land as the arms were carrying the two to a very colorful corner of Washu's lab. "Washu!" Mihoshi called out. "Ryoko! Ayeka! Something's gone wrong! Help us!!" Kiyone groaned at Mihoshi's cluelessness. Eventually, they were set down in a green room and onto a conveyor belt. The two looked around nervously, trying to gage what exactly was in store for them. "Thank you for volunteering for the great Washu's Baby Care Course." A mechanized version of Washu's voice said from the ceiling. "Here, you'll learn first hand the ups and downs of a child's early life." "First hand experience?!" Kiyone asked in alarm. "So, we're going to help Ryoko and Ayeka care for babies?" Mihoshi asked confusedly. "No." The voice said simply. "You will become babies that Ryoko and Ayeka will then care for." "Babies?!!" Mihoshi and Kiyone said at once. Before they could even try to get off of the belt, one of the arms pulled a lever near the belt, and the belt carried them forward. When they saw a giant blue box in front of them, Mihoshi and Kiyone ran off, desperately trying to avoid a second infancy. However, as the two were beginning to gain ground, Mihoshi's left shoe came untied, causing her to trip and accidentally knock Kiyone down, causing them to be carried towards the machine at alarming speeds, despite them trying to crawl away in desperation. Unfortunately, when Mihoshi and Kiyone stumbled down, they ended up side by side as they attempted to crawl away. As such, when they were within a few inches of the blue box, the cuffs of Mihoshi's slacks and Kiyone's jeans got caught up in the part of the belt that met the box. As such, though they tried to run away, their pants kept being pulled by the belt until they were completely pulled into the box, and their pants were torn to shreds. Inside, Kiyone and Mihoshi were left in a bit of a daze as yellow mechanical arms with the same white gloves for hands grabbed the two and stripped them of their sweaters, their panties and bras, and even Kiyone's headband. As this was going on, Mihoshi could only cry while Kiyone shouted at the top of her lungs. She wasn't about to let herself be treated like a Looney Tune just because Washu, Ryoko, and Ayeka wanted to play house. "Let us out of here, Washu!!" Kiyone shouted, mistakingly believing that she was the brains behind this mechanized prank. "I swear, I'll punch your lights out when I see you!!" "Help!!" Mihoshi cried loudly. "Ryoko! Ayeka! Please help us!" However, their screams and cries fell on deaf ears. Once their shoes and socks were taken off, the belt carried them forward. Mihoshi and Kiyone left the blue box as naked as the day they were born. Mihoshi was first, and Kiyone was second. Mihoshi's next stop on the belt was at a green cube. A steel clamp came from the other side and secured itself around Mihoshi's waist. A mechanical arm like the ones from the belt came out. It struck Mihoshi several times on the butt, and she instantly started crying. Mihoshi was then released and continued down the belt. Kiyone came up a few seconds later and got secured to the station too. The mechanical arm then came up and slapped Kiyone's butt a few times. Kiyone remained silent, not even daring to curse out Washu, Ryoko, or Ayeka. It definitely hurt, but she refused to give them the satisfaction of her crying. As such, Kiyone got another round of spankings. She teared up but managed to remain tight lipped. This went on until the fifth round of spankings where Kiyone finally began crying, her butt blazing red from the repeated strikes to it. The belt then moved forward, carrying the girls to the next station. Mihoshi arrived at two green boxes on either end of her. Instead of hands this time, the mechanical arms ended in brushes that scrubbed Mihoshi's back. Mihoshi gasped a little when they cleaned her butt but was happy at some tender treatment. The arms that brought her and Kiyone to the belt then came down and turned Mihoshi onto her back. Mihoshi's front was then cleaned, making her giggle profusely. She was then moved forward, much happier than before. When Kiyone arrived at the station shortly afterwards, she saw the brushes and tried to crawl forward, but the arms returned and shoved her head onto the belt, leaving her butt sticking in the air as that and the rest of her back was thoroughly cleaned. Once that was done, the arms moved Kiyone onto her back and held her forehead down as her front was cleaned. "You can't do this to me!!" Kiyone yelled. "I'm a Galaxy Police--" Before she could finish, the brushes began cleaning her mouth, making her spit and gag. The brushes continued cleaning Kiyone, ignoring her angry shouts until she was completely clean, and Kiyone was sent off, grumbling about what just happened. She was going to make sure Ryoko and Ayeka paid for tricking them into this torture machine. The next station Mihoshi arrived at was surprisingly simple. A mechanical arm like the ones that had stripped her naked and spanked her came out of the now familiar green cube and began tickling Mihoshi. She giggled and even squealed with laughter before the belt carried her forward. Kiyone arrived next and couldn't help but laugh as she was tickled. She knew she should try to escape but couldn't help but feel refreshed after being manhandled in the last few sections. Eventually, the tickling stopped, and Kiyone sighed while the belt carried her forward. Mihoshi arrived at the next station where a mechanical arm came out of the cube, holding a powder puff and patted Mihoshi's groin and stomach, making Mihoshi giggle as the baby powder was spread out. A second mechanical arm came out with a spatula, put it under Mihoshi, and flipped her like a pancake, making her shriek in shock. Afterwards, the first hand patted Mihoshi's butt with baby powder, and she was sent off. Kiyone arrived shortly afterwards and sneezed profusely as her stomach and groin were powdered. The second arm then flipped Kiyone onto her stomach as she screamed in alarm. Once she was on her stomach, her butt was powdered, and the belt sent Kiyone on her way. As Kiyone was carried forward, she saw that she and Mihoshi were near the diapering station and knew she needed to act fast. She crawled forward until she was only an inch or two behind Mihoshi. Every second was going to count if this was to work. Hitting a small bump, Mihoshi was flipped onto a waiting cloth diaper that had been set down by the arms at the next station. However, unlike the last few stations, the box for these arms was much higher up, and the arms were much longer and appeared more nimble. A second after Mihoshi was flipped onto the diaper, Kiyone landed on top of her and used the confusion to jump off the belt and run off in the direction of the door out of the lab. Mihoshi tried to follow her, but both arms held her in place. As such, a third arm came out of the box and grabbed Kiyone by the neck, making her gag. "Let me go!!" Kiyone yelled. "I'll throw the book at you, Washu!!!" As Kiyone continued shouting, yet another arm came up with a small hammer and hit her on the head. With that, her mind seemed to switch off, and all she could do was giggle and coo. An orange baby bonnet was then put on Kiyone's head, and she was brought back to Mihoshi. The two extra arms shoved the two together, causing Kiyone's legs to bend into a kneeling state that pinned Mihoshi's arms to the back of the diaper while her head was resting on Kiyone's crotch. The arms then wrapped the diaper around Mihoshi, making her marvel at how big it was before she realized that it was completely covering her. "Wait!!" Mihoshi shouted, but it was too late. The diaper was folded around Mihoshi and Kiyone's lower half and secured with a large safety pin through the middle. If anyone saw Kiyone now, they'd see a mentally handicapped woman with green hair, very tan legs, and an enormous butt. Mihoshi kicked her legs as much as possible, her only course of action in her current state. "Help!" The muffled voice of Mihoshi said from behind the diaper. "Somebody help us!" "Mamama." Kiyone cooed, being completely out of it. The belt carried Kiyone and Mihoshi to the next station where a mechanical arm held a hose with a baby bottle nipple at the end. It was connected to a cylinder that held a gallon of milk. The arm put the nipple into Kiyone's mouth, and she immediately drank it down, ending up with a pot belly once the cylinder was emptied. Mihoshi could only groan as she could hear the rumbling of her stomach and hoped they got out of this before Kiyone needed a diaper change. Next, the belt carried the packaged duo to a mannequin without arms and wearing a pink dress. Just then, yellow mechanical arms like the rest of the belt came out and picked up Kiyone and Mihoshi. Mihoshi kicked her legs as hard as she could, not knowing what was happening, but she was unable to do anything as the mannequin began patting Kiyone's lower back as Mihoshi heard an ominous gurgle from Kiyone's stomach and began whimpering. Eventually, Kiyone burped, and the two were set back down on the belt. It then moved the two forward, Kiyone still smiling like an idiot and babbling like a baby. "Babawa." Kiyone cooed, making Mihoshi concerned about her partner's mental state. At the end of the belt, the arms that put them on the belt in the first place put orange mittens on Kiyone's hands and matching booties on Mihoshi's feet. The arms then put the two on the ground and patted Kiyone's head. Kiyone just cooed, still completely out of it. "Now I hope you kids learned about treating kids like individuals." The voice that had greeted them earlier said. "Enjoy your stay and your second infancy." Mihoshi, knowing she was their only hope now, walked around blindly, hoping to run into Washu. She was very unsteady thanks to Kiyone's unconscious body being on top of her and couldn't see thanks to the surprisingly thick cloth diaper that she was wrapped up in. "Hello?!" Mihoshi called out, her voice still muffled. "Miss Washu? Ryoko? Ayeka? Sasami? Tenchi?" Mihoshi continued walking around, not knowing where she was going or if Kiyone would come to her senses. "Anybody?" Mihoshi asked tearfully. To be continued...

Ryoko was fuming as she walked to Washu's lab. Nine months of carrying Tenchi's baby girl, Rika, and Washu had the nerve to send her and Tenchi to Jurai, allegedly to meet Funaho, and ask her to come have a "class" on child reering. To make matters worse, Ryoko was doing this with Ayeka, who had also had a baby with Tenchi, Achika, but at least Misaki will have a ball playing with the babies. She saw Ayeka and groaned. "Look," Ryoko said as Ayeka glared at her. "We just have to stomach whatever Washu's planned for us and go back to normal once Tenchi comes back with the kids." "All right." Ayeka sighed. "For Tenchi and the girls." "For Tenchi and the girls." Ryoko agreed. Ryoko opened the door, and they headed into Washu's lab. As they entered the garden, they saw Washu at her computer as usual before she stood up, smiling. "Now then ladies," Washu said enthusiastically. "What we're going to do is teach you two about raising children by example." "So what?" Ryoko asked. "You're gonna have us care for dolls?" "No." Washu said with a familiar smirk. "I'm going to show you what being a helpless little infant is like." "Well," Ayeka said smugly. "Ryoko surely needs such extreme measures, but I don't!" "Ha!" Washu shouted. "Yeah, right." Washu pushed a button on her computer, and the two were grabbed by various mechanical arms. The arms brought the two to Washu's proper lab and hovered over a dark cube. "This will teach you how easy it is for a baby to be shaken up." Washu explained. Ryoko was then dropped into the cube as it lit up for Ayeka to see a gaggle of mechanical arms. Ryoko groaned as she felt herself moving backwards before she looked behind her to see a buzzsaw. She ran for dear life but didn't get any further as she realized that she was on a conveyor belt. She saw Washu on a screen and smirked and pulled a lever as a boxing glove hit Ryoko in the gut and knocking her into the saw. Ryoko screamed and leapt up as Ayeka was dropped down. Ryoko slammed her head into a winch that shoved her into a high chair with a hole in the bottom that left her butt sticking out. The tray then snapped into place, trapping Ryoko in the chair. A pair of clippers then came up and shaved Ryoko bald. "You bitch!!" Ryoko shrieked, not caring that she could regrow her hair once she gets a minute. A rack of rolling pins then come up and hit Ryoko in the head to the tune of "Pioneer". The chair then pulled Ryoko over to a rack of boots that kick her in the butt to the same tune. Eventually, the tray released just as the last boot kicked Ryoko away. While all of this was happening to Ryoko, Ayeka was crawling on the belt to avoid a paddle wheel that had replaced the buzzsaw, thankfully. Again, Washu pulled the lever, but this time, two mechanical arms held Ayeka down as the paddles continually spanks her until Ryoko was kicked out of the high chair, and the arms tossed Ayeka upwards. After Ryoko was flung out of the chair, she landed head first into a hole as her neck was clamped in place while a pair of boxing gloves began punching her in the face and the back of her head. While Ryoko was being punched, Ayeka slammed into the winch which pushed her into the chair before Ayeka was clamped in place by the tray and shaved bald. "I beg your pardon!" Ayeka shouted. "Just what is the meaning of this, Washu?" "To have less cushioning." Washu explained. "For what?!" Ayeka asked. The rack of rolling pins then came down and hit Ayeka in the head until she began drooling from all the head trauma. Ayeka was then moved to the boots and kicked in the butt, making her start crying. "MAMA!!!" Ayeka shrieked. After Ryoko's second beating, the clamp was released, and a pair of arms came down and picked Ryoko up and lifted her to a barrel of yellow liquid. Ryoko was then stripped naked and dunked into the barrel several times before she was lifted out. She suddenly realized that she felt much weaker. She wiggled her legs and was relieved that she could still move, though she was still not liking losing her strength. Once Ryoko was lifted out of the hole, Ayeka was kicked into it. She was then clamped in place, and the boxing gloves began punching her in the face and the back of the head. After Ryoko was dipped in the liquid, the arms brought her to a table that had folded out, and she was placed on it with the arms holding her firmly in place. Another pair of arms came up and lifted her legs up before setting a cloth diaper down. She tried to struggle, but in her weakened state, the arms didn't budge. She then got her butt liberally sprinkled with baby powder, and the diaper was folded around her crotch before it was held in place with a safety pin. Ayeka, meanwhile, was crying worse than ever as she was picked up by the arms, stripped naked, and dunked into the barrel of yellow liquid, with her swallowing a good deal of it. The liquid rendered Ayeka barely able to move as she finally began calming down. Ryoko was finally brought to a crib and set into it as she got a blue baby bonnet with pink frills tied onto her head. Ayeka was being powered and diapered as this was going on, with Ryoko watching as she grew her hair back. However, it did nothing to loosen the bonnet. Ayeka was placed in a crib next to Ryoko and given a purple baby bonnet with blue frills as she grabbed the rails of her crib and pulled herself up to stand unsteadily next to her. The cribs began to rise out of the cube, and Ayeka shrieked, grabbing Ryoko's hair and making her call out, making Ayeka giggle before Ryoko slapped her diapered butt, making Ayeka whimper before they were brought to Washu's screen. "Well let's see what we've learned." Washu said as she snapped her fingers, and Ayeka's brain trauma was fixed. "Big deal." Ryoko groaned. "Babies are sensitive! We knew that." "And I didn't appweciate being hit on the head so much!" Ayeka shouted before gasping. "My voice!" "That'll be the numbing agent to make sure neither of you break anything." Washu explained. "As for the head hitting, think how bad it'd be if one of you lost your temper and hit one of the girls." The two groaned, knowing she was right. "Now," Washu said. "The rest of the lessons are hidden throughout this part of the lab." The arms deposited Ryoko and Ayeka on the floor. "Look around and have fun." Washu said with a smirk. "They aren't all torturous." To be continued...

Kairi, Xion, and Aqua were walking around an older area of Disney Town after finding Sora. As such, Aqua was treating the other two to a girls' night out. They had arrived at an area and came across something called the Museum of Modern Marvels. "Well, here we are." Aqua said. "We may as well check this place out." The three girls went inside and looked around. Eventually, Kairi and Xion headed off on their own and found an area marked "child care". "What do you think is in there?" Xion asked Kairi. "Probably machines designed to take care of kids." Kairi theorized. "Okay." Xion said thoughtfully. "Wanna check it out?" "Sure." Kairi said with a smile. The two walked around as they looked at the inventions. Among them were a baby buggy that was called a Robot Nurse Maid that the two guessed was for caring for babies. They also saw something called an automatic dresser and a high chair that fed babies. Eventually, they found a control room for a nursery with most of the inventions they'd already seen. Xion examined the panel and found that it had various buttons, switches, and levels. "Want to see how it works?" Xion asked. "But we're not babies." Kairi pointed out. "We don't need to." Xion explained. "There's a setting called 'demo mode' that we can use to watch the nursery care for a doll or something." "Okay." Kairi said, eager to see how the various machines worked. Xion turned a switch to demo mode, pushed a button marked "automatic" and pulled the lever. "Age." A feminine voice asked. "Age?" Xion asked. She had assumed that the doll would be placed on a conveyor belt that they could see through the window. It stretched out to a gray chamber and went on from there with the nursery possessing video footage for everything. She glanced to her side and saw a pair of gears at the far end of the room and the conveyor belt started a few inches away from it. She then realized that this was where you could drop off the babies. "Oh no, ma'am." Xion answered. "There's been a mistake. We wanted to put the nursery in demo mode." "Automatic care cancels out demo mode." The voice answered. "Age?" "Well that's a hard question to answer." Xion explained. "Physically, I'm seventeen, but I've only been alive for a year." "One-year-old brought in." The nursery said. "No, wait!" Xion called out. "I'm not a baby!" A pair of hands came from the ceiling and pulled Xion off the ground and put her on the conveyor belt. Xion and Kairi tried to use their Keyblades to try and lock the opening that Xion was quickly approaching, but they weren't appearing. "Why can't we summon the Keyblades?" Kairi asked in alarm. "A magic neutralizer is used to ensure your baby isn't hurt." The nursery explained. "She's not my baby!" Kairi insisted. "Your baby sister." The nursery corrected. A red light shined over Xion's body. "File created for new charge." The nursery stated. "Please state baby's name." "Her name's Xion!" Kairi shouted. "And she's not a baby!" "File finished for Xion." The nursery continued, ignoring Kairi's comment. Xion was then moved into the nursery, proper. Xion looked ahead and saw the gray chamber and tried to get off the belt. Just as she hopped off, two mechanical arms came down and pulled Xion back onto the belt. They kept a firm hold on her until her feet were under the chamber. She tried to get out, but the belt seemed to speed up until she was inside the chamber. While Xion was being carried to the chamber, Kairi frantically searched for a cancel button but couldn't work out the console. Meanwhile, the AI was scanning Kairi, discovering she was the same size as Xion and assumed she was also a baby. Suddenly, Kairi was picked up by the arms and placed on the conveyor belt as the red light scanned her. "Name for baby." The nursery asked. "My name is Kairi, and I am not a baby!" Kairi shouted. "File created for new charge, Kairi." The nursery said as Kairi was pulled into the nursery now. Xion continued into the chamber and inside were several more arms and a chute. As soon as Xion entered the chamber, the arms came to life and lifted Xion into a standing position. Xion was then scared, yet amazed to see the arms easily remove her shoes and socks before unbuttoning her dress and removing it before taking off the dress she wore under the first dress. During this, the arms gently maneuvered her to allow her arms to pass through the non-existent sleeves without ripping the dresses. Afterwards, the arms removed her underwear and Xion was moved forward while the arms were dropping her clothes down the chute, and Xion decided to see how things went. While Xion was getting undressed by the nursery, Kairi was on the conveyor belt, trying to get off, but the arms kept her on the belt despite her struggling. "Let me go!" Kairi shouted. "I'm not a baby! I'M NOT A BABY!!" All too soon, the belt brought her to a gray chamber, and when she was released, she tried to run off, but one of the arms shoved Kairi into the chamber. As Xion rode the belt forward, she saw a sign marked "health". She assumed what was happening, and she nervously looked around. The belt stopped next to a green cube, and hands came down from the ceiling and moved Xion, so that she was lying on her stomach. Just then, out of the corner of her eye, Xion saw another hand emerge from the box with a baby thermometer. Xion tried to move away, but the arms held her in place while the thermometer was gently pushed into her rectum. She gasped and after a few moments, the thermometer was removed, much to Xion's relief. "Baby Xion's temperature: 98.6." The nursery said calmly. "Well that's good." Xion said as she was moved forward. While Xion was getting her temperature taken, Kairi was inside the chamber fighting against the arms as they removed her hoodie, dress, shoes and underwear expertly. "Hey, give all that back!" Kairi shouted as the clothes were put down the chute. She was then moved forward as Kairi quickly covered herself with her arms, seeing boxes marked with her and Xion's names that the arms put in little square tubes. "Well at least we'll get our clothes back when this is over." Kairi said, still not liking what lay ahead, especially since she could see Xion about six feet ahead of her, laying on her stomach with an arm dropping an apparently used thermometer in a trash bin. As Xion was brought forward to the end of the belt, she saw a silver tray and another belt after that. The belt moved Xion forward as she slid onto the tray, making it sink a few inches. "One hundred and twenty pounds." The nursery announced. "What a big girl." "I think this nursery is dumb." Xion said to herself since if that didn't make the nursery realize she isn't a baby, nothing would. With that done, Xion was picked up by the arms and placed on the second conveyor belt, lying on her back now. As Xion was getting weighed, Kairi was brought to the health section as the arms turned her onto her stomach while a hand popped out of the green cube next to her with a new thermometer. "Oh no!" Kairi shouted as she tried to crawl away, but the arms held her down as the thermometer was gently pushed into her rectum before being pulled out. "Baby Kairi's temperature: 100.2." The nursery stated. "W-what's that mean?" Kairi asked. "Baby needs medication." The nursery explained. Just then, a hand came up with a bottle of cough syrup and poured some into a spoon before holding it to Kairi's face. "I don't-" Kairi began to say before the hand shoved the spoon in, making her gag. "Yuck!" Kairi called out. "I think my taste buds are numb!" She rolled forward just as Xion was placed on the next belt. As Xion continued down the belt, she saw a new sign that read "dressing". "Oh boy." Xion groaned, knowing what was going to happen. Xion was brought to another green cube before the belt stopped. A hand came out with a powder puff as it patted the puff all along Xion's pelvis and stomach, making Xion sneeze. She could easily smell that it was talcum powder. Just then, a spatula came up and stuck itself under her back, making her gasp before she was flipped onto her stomach. The powder puff then patted Xion's bottom. Xion was then moved to the next station. While Xion was being powered, Kairi was brought to the tray as she was slid onto it, making it sink down a little. "One hundred and twenty-five pounds." The nursery stated. "Such a big girl." "Because I'm not a baby, you stupid bitch!" Kairi shouted. Just then, a bell rung as, when Kairi was put on her back on the second conveyor belt, a hand came up with a bar of soap as it was dunked in a bucket of water and shoved into Kairi's mouth. "Naughty baby!" The nursery said angrily. "Mustn't use bad words." Kairi struggled for a few moments before the soap was removed. "I'm sowwy!" Kairi cried, suddenly realizing that her entire mouth felt numb, making it harder to speak. Realizing this, Kairi began crying as she was moved forward. As Xion was moved forward, she saw a little rolling pin in front of her, and as she hit it, she was flipped onto her back and onto a white cloth folded into a triangle the arms had set down as she was flipped over. The arms then folded the cloth around her waist, and a pair of pins were used to hold the cloth around her pelvis. It was then that she realized she was in a diaper. She actually enjoyed how it felt like a pillow around her butt, and Xion smiled as she headed off. While Xion was being diapered, Kairi was rolled to the powdering area still crying as the powder puff patted baby powder, which made her sneeze and cough. A spatula was then placed under her back, making her shriek as she was flipped over. The powder puff then patted Kairi's butt while Kairi still cried, and as she moved forward, she barely registered what Xion was going through at the next station. As Xion moved down the belt, she saw arms with various bits of clothing. Suddenly, Xion was held in a sitting position as a hand put a purple baby bonnet on Xion's head while two arms tied the bonnet tight under Xion's chin. Next, the arms placed a purple baby dress onto Xion before matching mittens and booties on her. Xion chuckled as she looked herself over. The mittens kept her fingers fairly snug, but she could easily hold her Keyblade in her hands once she was out of the nursery. While Xion was getting dressed, Kairi was brought to the next station where she saw a bump. As she was flipped over, she saw a white cloth being laid down by the arms that came out of the cube. Deciding enough was enough, Kairi moved her legs so that her feet touched the belt first. She then leapt off the belt and ran for an exit near the start of the belt. However, another arm came out of the cube and grabbed Kairi by the neck, making Kairi gag. "Wet me go!" Kairi shrieked. "Wet me go!! I'm not a baby you dumb machine!" Just then, yet another arm came up with a small hammer that hit Kairi in the head. "Dah..." Kairi groaned as the first arm pulled her back to the belt. The four arms then folded the diaper around Kairi's pelvis before she continued on. "Gwamama." Kairi cooed. Xion continued down the belt as she passed a sign marked "feeding". "Well," Xion mused. "I am getting a little hungry." The conveyor belt stopped at a hose with a rubber nipple on the end that was connected to a canister of milk. An arm came down and held the hose to Xion's mouth as she opened up. The hose was put in, and Xion drank down a good twenty ounces of milk before the hose was pulled out, and Xion was sent to the next station. While Xion was being fed, Kairi was brought to the dressing station as the arms put Kairi in a pink bonnet and dress with matching mittens and booties. "Googagoo." Kairi cooed as she gently kicked the air while heading towards the feeding area. Xion's next stop was at an armless mannequin with a small ball on top of a neck and dressed in a velvet, sleeveless dress. Just then, mechanical arms popped out of the mannequin that picked Xion up and leaned her over the mannequin's shoulder. The mannequin then patted Xion's lower back until she burped. Xion was then set back on the belt and headed off. Kairi, meanwhile, was brought to the feeding area as the hose was placed in Kairi's mouth, and she began drinking the milk. As the hose was pulled out, Kairi came back to her senses and saw how she was dressed. "Oh fowget it." Kairi said as she just laid back, hoping she could get out sooner rather than later. As Xion looked ahead, she saw the end of the belt and wondered she could hop off, only to realize that a Robot Nurse Maid was waiting for her as she saw a pink pillow and sheets. Xion fell off of the belt and into the buggy. As Xion was on her way off the belt, Kairi was brought to the mannequin as the arms popped out and drapped Kairi over the mannequin's shoulder. Kairi wiggled her feet, sighing as her toes barely touched the floor. Just then, the mannequin patted Kairi's lower back until she burped and spat up a little. Kairi whimpered sadly over how infantile she had been acting. Xion sat in her buggy as it slid to the side, and another Robot Nurse Maid rolled forward. She then saw Kairi slide into her buggy. "Well," Xion said. "At least Aqua is still out there somewhere." "Yeah." Kairi admitted. "Plus there are worse places to be stuck." While they had been talking, motors attached to the buggies began whirling. Just then, speakers came from the top of each buggy as the buggy began to gently rock back and forth as the speakers began singing "Rock-a-bye Baby." Already drowsy, the two girls fell asleep, completely at the mercy of the nursery... To be continued...

Here's a story set after the events of the game Digimon Cyber Sleuth & Hacker's Memory. I hope you enjoy it. 🙂 Nokia Shiramine was hanging out with her friend, Yuuko Kamishiro, in Nakano Broadway enjoying a breakfast buffet. Nokia, like usual, ate like an excited child, especially with her short, red hair being done up in pig tails. Her green eyes were closed as she smiled contentedly. The only thing showing her as not being a little girl was her sky blue dress and fishnet stockings which she wore a pink jacket over. Yuuko, on the other hand remained in her white shirt with black sleeves and matching pants with a fur collar. Between that and her black hair and brown eyes, she looked like a penguin made human. She ate her food with dignity and grace, yet both girls ate very large meals. In the four years since the defeat of Akemi Suedou and time being reset, the two had become good friends, following the old adage of opposites attracting. At that moment, they were the only ones in their friend group currently in Tokyo. Aiba, their friend and the one who actually defeated Suedou, was currently in Osaka with his mom. Their other friend, Arata, was going to New York Comic-Con with Yuuko's brother, Yuugo. As such, it wasn't a surprise when their detective friend, Kyoko Kuremi, called them for a case. Even in this new timeline, Yuuko's father had created a virtual world called EDEN that almost everyone frequented. Not long after it was started, several users, including Nokia, Yuuko, and their friends, met living creatures of data named Digimon. They were able to communicate with them on their phones and were staunch allies against people who tried to use EDEN for their own selfish endeavors. As such, Kyoko, being the only adult the group had trusted with knowledge of the old timeline, recruited them as Cyber Sleuths to help solve crimes that the police were unable to. Such a case had just been brought to the agency's attention. The two girls looked at the pictures Kyoko showed them of Detective Date. She was an overzealous police detective with a strong set of morals, and the pictures showed her on all fours wearing a big diaper and smiling blissfully. Some even showed her sucking her thumb and drinking from a bottle. "Whoa!" Nokia said. "What happened to her? I know she likes cute things, but this is total overkill!" "That’s what Matayoshi asked us to find out." Kyoko explained calmly. "According to our esteemed in with the police, various women have entered EDEN and ended up acting like giant babies when they leave. Date investigated, and she narrowed it down to a server claiming to provide rejuvenation before she became as you see now." "Could someone have hacked her mental data?" Yuuko asked. "If that's the case a simple reentry into EDEN and cross reference with her memory data could easily allow for a reset." "Yes, they tried that with the first few victims, but it didn't work." Kyoko explained. "So we sneak in, see what's up and find out who's running it." Nokia said, nodding. "Exactly." Kyoko said. "I've provided you with the URL, and your Digimon might just be the protection you need. But I must stress caution. The perpetrator has shown a disturbing ability, and we don't know why or how this is being done." "Okay!" Nokia said, only half listening. "We'll save Date and nail these pervs!" "Very well." Kyoko said. "While you're doing that, I'll see what the other victims had in common. Good hunting." The two girls nodded and headed off while Kyoko went to her computer. The two went to a cyber café owned by a Kamishiro programmer called Hudie. Getting adjoining booths, they put on the special headsets and appeared at the EDEN entrance. They looked as normal as ever, and their Digimon appeared beside them. Both of them had orange baby dinosaurs with big green eyes called Agumon, but Yuuko wrapped red leather around her Agumon's forearms to help tell them apart and called her Agumon Geo. Nokia also had a yellow lizard with a unicorn horn on his head and red eyes. He also wore a light blue wolf skin with dark blue stripes and was called Gabumon. "Okay." Nokia said confidently. "I'll go first and try to get the lay of the place. If I'm not back in an hour..." "We'll fight our way in to save you." Yuuko finished smiling. Nokia then headed off. Yuuko stood there pondering. Who would be behind mentally regressing women to infancy? What's more, what would that person have to gain from it? These thoughts plagued Yuuko's mind as she waited for her friend. Nokia, meanwhile, arrived at the server, done up to look like a hospital or something. Nokia looked around in confusion but continued forward, keeping an eye out for anything suspicious. Eventually, she heard crying and entered a room with pink walls, a sky blue ceiling, and a bright green floor. Inside, she saw oversized changing tables and a bathtub. She also saw dozens of bassinets filled with bald, pudgy women without any teeth. They all wore cloth diapers like out of a cartoon, and Nokia knew instantly that they were more victims of whoever ran this crazy place. Nokia carefully walked inside and approached the closest victim. She had blue eyes and seemed to be the newest arrival based on how she seemed to be the most put together, only whimpering and poking her stomach. She looked at Nokia and sniffed loudly. "What happened to you?" Nokia asked. "I was wowking my job at Kamishiwo Entewpwises when I got sewected to twy out a wewaxation sewvew. Fe next fing I knew, I was being manhandwed by it." The big baby said. "What’s it?" Nokia said, having been barely able to understand that the woman had worked for Kamishiro and had been invite to try out some sort of digital spa. "Who sent you the invite?" Before she could answer, a pacifier was shoved into the woman's mouth, and she began sucking on it as her eyes glazed over. Seeing a thin, black arm with a white gloved hand like out of a cartoon go for Nokia, and she ran off. She headed for the exit, knowing that someone had to have sent the invites and hoping Yuuko could piece the rest together. She reached the exit point, but it refused to turn on for her. More arms began approaching Nokia, so she opened a door and rushed inside. She was panting inside a dark room. She couldn't see, but she didn't dare open the door. The last thing she needed was for her young fantastic body to be transformed into that of an overgrown baby. She cautiously walked forward when a light blared on, and she saw a large tunnel in front of her. "Welcome to the New You Server." A warm, maternal voice said. It was clearly a woman's. "You have just taken the first step to a carefree life." Immediately realizing what was happening, Nokia tried to leave, but a walkway moved forward before she could turn, causing Nokia to fall onto her butt and enter the tunnel. Nokia was in big trouble now. After a moment, the walkway Nokia was on rose into the air, going from a walkway to a conveyor belt. Nokia tried to get off, but she kept getting shoved onto her back by the arms from before. Nokia was stuck on the belt. Her first stop brought her next to a Digimon that was a giant gear with a face on it, red eyes and a mouth, and two smaller gears on either side of him. His name was Hagurumon, and Aiba had one of his own, but this one clearly wasn't as friendly. It moved its smaller gears along Nokia's dress and jacket. "Hey!" Nokia shouted. "What do you think you're doing?!" Instead of answering, Hagurumon rolled his gears, tearing Nokia's clothes off of her as they were shredded up by Hagurumon's body. The arms then removed Nokia's bra, panties, stockings, and shoes before the belt continued forward, much to Nokia's shock. She was now naked as the day she was born. As the belt continued, Nokia didn't make any attempt to get off this time as she was more concerned with covering her private parts. She may have been proud of her amazing body, but she wasn't about to lay it all out there, especially considering what kind of place she was in. Nokia also couldn't help but feel cold given the fact that her clothes were ripped up, despite this only being cyberspace. She was so caught up in her thoughts that she didn't notice when the belt stopped, and she saw a child-sized Digimon. He was purple with a white face and white claws with droopy little ears and green eyes. He wore a red handkerchief around his neck and matching mittens. He was known as Impmon, and he brought out a pair of scissors. "Oh no!" Nokia screamed. She tried to get up, but the arms held her down while Impmon cut her hair. After cutting it down until she looked like a boy, Impmon shaved off the rest with an electric razor. Nokia struggled as hard as she could, but she couldn't free herself from the arms' firm hold. Impmon then extended his finger as a flame appeared on it. He tossed it on Nokia's head, and the last of her hair was burned away, including her scalp cells. If that had happened in the real world, she would have been left permanently bald. As it was, she was still bald in cyberspace. The arms then released her as the belt carried Nokia forward. She teared up as she felt her head. It was as bare as it could be. "My hair." Nokia said, tearing up. "They've obliterated my hair!" At this, Nokia began crying. Nokia was so busy crying, she didn't realize that the belt had carried her to a humanoid pile of rocks with yellow eyes. It was called Golemon, and he used his rocks to hit Nokia in her mouth. With it being wide open, each and every one of Nokia's teeth were knocked. The pain shocked Nokia back to reality as she felt her empty gums with her tongue. "My teef!!" Nokia shouted in alarm as the belt continued forward. "You can't do this to me! I'm eighteen years old!!" The belt uncaringly carried Nokia out of the tunnel. Nokia closed her eyes tightly at the sudden change. Maybe when she opened them, she'd find herself back at the restaurant, and everything would be fine. Nokia opened her eyes and found herself in a different part of the nursery that the women had been trapped in. At the end of the belt and to Nokia's right was one of the bathtubs she had seen earlier. The arms came back, also from Nokia's right, much to her confusion as she thought they came from the ceiling, and picked Nokia up. She was then dropped into the tub as Nokia gasping and spitting out the already soapy water. From there, the arms grabbed scrub brushes and got to work scrubbing Nokia clean. First her head was cleaned and then her mouth, making her gag and spit the water out again. Before she could protest, her head was shoved into the water, and her butt and groin were scrubbed clean. Nokia was then fully submerged into the tub until a hatch at her feet opened, and she went out with the bath water, coughing and gagging. She landed on another belt as she looked and saw that her skin seemed shinier than normal, as if she was given an extra strength moisturizer. She would have loved it... If she hadn't nearly drowned. "You can't tweat people wike this!!" Nokia shouted. She quickly realized that she sounded like the Kamishiro woman, but she didn't care at the moment. "Who awe you?! Wet me outta hewe!!" The belt just continued moving on as more arms, seeming to come from further down, brought out a towel and roughly dried Nokia as she groaned. By the time they were done, she was lying on her back with her head at the end of the belt. Another pair of arms then came up with a hose and blew her dry. Nokia then proceeded down the belt, still crying. At the next station, yet another set of arms came up and sprinkled a powder onto Nokia. It didn't smell like baby powder. Nokia tried to sit up and try to get off the belt again but found that she couldn't. Whatever that powder was, it had made her as weak as a newborn baby. "No!" Nokia cried. "No! This isn't faiw! Hewp me!! Somebody pwease hewp me!!!" She got no answer and continued down the belt as naked as a baby, as bald as a baby, and now as weak as a baby. Realizing this, she could only cry. All she could do is pray that Yuuko would be able to help her. At the next station, she saw what the arms belonged to. She was a tall beautiful woman with long blonde hair. She was dressed like a stereotypical nurse except that her hat covered her eyes. She wore long gloves that went up past her elbows and had angel wings on the wrists. The same kind of wings were on the sides of her hat, with a red cross going over where the eyes were. From her back, various arms like the ones she'd seen before came out. "W-who awe y-you?" Nokia nervously asked. "I am Nannymon." Nannymon said in the same voice that welcomed her. "I've been watching these innocent babies on behalf of my mistress." "I'm not a baby!" Nokia insisted as Nannymon grabbed a powder puff with her normal hand. "Wet me go you cwazy bitch!" Nannymon instantly spanked Nokia several times with her spare hands, all of them. Nokia whimpered, and remained still as Nannymon grabbed a cloth diaper and set it down. Nokia was then moved on top of it. "If you know what's good for you, you won't use that language again." Nannymon warned. "O-okay." Nokia said meekly. Nannymon then powdered Nokia's groin and butt with baby powder and evened it out with the puff. The diaper was then folded over Nokia's pelvis and secured with a safety pin through the middle. Nokia was then moved forward, and all she could do was cry. Finally, another one of Nannymon's arms put a huge baby bottle into Nokia's mouth, forcing her to become pudgy. Eventually, the bottle was empty, and Nokia, now a big baby, was dropped into a bassinet, and Nannymon arrived and rolled it to the others. "Don’t worry." Nannymon said. "Within an hour and a half, your mental data will reconfigure itself to better fit your status and forcibly log you out. Then you can be a big baby forever and ever." "But I--" Nokia began before a pacifier was shoved into her mouth, and to her horror, she was sucking on it. As that happened, everything went foggy, and Nokia fell asleep like the big baby she had become. To be continued...

The planet was eerily quiet with nothing but the wind blowing through the city when suddenly, two Saiyan space pods zoomed out of the sky and crashed into the road. If anyone looked at the impact, they would have been forgiven for mistaking them for eggs because of their spherical design and white color. The only thing that would have disproved that were pink windows in the front of the pods. The fronts of the pods opened, and two Saiyan women came out, both with black hair and monkey tails. One of the women was Fasha. Her hair was cut short, and it spiked up at the front. She wore a pink leotard without sleeves or legs with white boots and gloves, blue knee pads with yellow cloth wrapped around her left leg and blue armor over her torso with a gold-colored strap over her left shoulder that matched the coloring of the stomach of her armor. The other woman, Gine, had long wild hair that came down to her shoulders. She was dressed in a blue, sleeveless leotard with white boots and pink arm bands. Her armor was a lighter shade of blue than Fasha's with gold-colored straps around her shoulders that matched the color of the stomach and lower back portions of her armor. Her armor also had a little section around her pelvis, like a skirt. Fasha looked around and scoffed. She would have checked her green scouter for a readout, but she knew it was no good. The planet's population had died off years ago, and Lord Frieza wanted the cities cleared away before he sold it. Fasha had volunteered to do so with Gine as a Bachelorette Party where the two friends could spend the next few months breaking down the city before Gine married their team leader, Bardock, at the start of Planet Vegeta's new year. "Don’t forget," Gine said. "We promised to give Tora a rundown on this place." "Yeah, yeah." Fasha said dismissively. "Tora can be such a nerd sometimes." "Come on, let's look around!" Gine said excitedly as she began flying off. "We have five months before the full moon." Fasha chuckled and followed her friend. A simple look at how the city was built told the two that the inhabitants were giants, easily five times bigger than them. Of course, their Oozaru forms would easily level the entire planet by the time the moon set. They also saw statues revealing humanoid figures with monkey tails, just like them. "Wow." Gine said as she landed and looked at one of the statues. "I wonder if we're related." "A little late to ask." Fasha said. "In any case, it doesn't matter. Unlike these giants, the Saiyans will live for a good long while." Gine nodded when she saw a building a block away. She walked over to the building and found a large room with a hole in front of it. Fasha saw it too and looked intrigued. "What do you think it is?" Gine asked. "Don’t know." Fasha admitted. "Wanna see?" "Yeah!" Gine said excitedly. The two went to the door, and they saw how large it was. Fasha held her hand out, and a wave of energy was sent from her hand to the door, and it exploded. Fasha and Gine then entered the building, eager to find out what it was for. The two looked around the room when suddenly, the lights came on. The lighting difference was so bright, Fasha and Gine had to close their eyes for a minute. When they opened them again, the hole was lit up. Gine and Fasha looked at each other wondering what to do when Fasha shrugged. "What the hell?" Fasha said. "We've got four months. Why not have some fun?" "After you." Gine said with an earnest smile. Fasha crawled into the hole, followed by Gine. The inside was pitch black until a humming noise could be heard by the two, and as they moved forward, a red light seemed to be tracing them. Fasha wondered what that was for but shrugged it off. Even if they did get into trouble, Fasha was strong enough to get them out of it. Suddenly, Fasha was touching empty space and ended up tumbling down a chute. As Fasha fell, she hit her head on something before she sat back up and realized she had hit her head on a green belt that almost instantly began chugging along. Fasha held her head and got ready to fly off the minute things got too intense. Gine fell next a few feet behind Fasha. Gine looked around, confused until she saw windows near the ceiling that showed the night sky. Gine wondered what the place was for as the belt moved her forward, and Gine looked on, intrigued about what was possibly coming. As Fasha continued down the belt, it stopped suddenly near a box of ribbons. A pair of mechanical arms then came towards her. They were silver with humanoid hands at the end, and ball joints segmented the arms to allow them to move any way they wanted. They moved for Fasha's tail, her weak spot, and she instantly swung her fist at the arms. Just then, a third arm came from behind Fasha and grabbed her tail. With the pressure on her tail, Fasha instantly fell onto the belt face first, unable to move. One of the other arms then gave four hard swats to Fasha's butt, making her groan. After that, the first two arms tied a pink ribbon around Fasha's tail and pulled it tight, leaving a pink bow on Fasha's tail that provided enough pressure that Fasha couldn't move anymore. The belt continued forward, and Fasha was now helpless to do anything about it. She just continued to groan. Gine, having seen what happened, instantly tensed up when she arrived at the station with the ribbons. Not wanting to become helpless, Gine tried to fly away, planning to get Fasha off the belt herself, but one of the arms grabbed Gine's tail, instantly leaving her immobile. She was then set back onto the belt, stomach first as a yellow bow was tied around her tail, and Gine was sent off. At this point, Gine wondered if they shouldn't have entered this bizarre building. Fasha next arrived at a station with an empty box next to it. The arms then returned, took her scouter, and lifted Fasha into the air. More arms then removed Fasha's armor and put it in the box. Afterwards, the arms removed Fasha's leotard, knee pads, and the cloth around her leg. The arms then set Fasha back onto the belt, lying on her back, before her gloves and boots were removed. "Oh, come on!" Fasha yelled as the belt moved forward again with Fasha stuck on her back and naked as the day she was born, aside from the bow still secured to her tail. "At least get this ribbon off of me, so I can fight back, you mechanized pervert!" While Fasha was shouting, Gine arrived at the undressing station and was picked up by the arms too. The other set of arms then appeared and took off Gine's armor. Then her leotard was taken off next. After that, she was set on her back and had her arm bands and boots taken off before the belt moved her forward. "Um," Gine said awkwardly, lying there naked and unable to hide her shame thanks to the ribbon still on her tail. "For the record, our armor's dry clean only." As Fasha reached the end of the belt, she looked utterly confused until she saw that just below it was a bathtub. Unable to do more than groan, the belt dropped Fasha into the tub. Following that, soap was mixed into the water and shampoo was poured onto Fasha's hair. More arms then came with scrub brushes and scrubbed every inch of Fasha's body, making her moan when her sensitive parts were scrubbed. Meanwhile, soap was rubbed against a brush and scrubbed against Fasha's mouth, making her gag from the taste. Eventually, the arms picked Fasha up and set her on a new belt where giant fans blew her dry, and flea powder was sprinkled onto her tail. With that, the new belt moved forward with Fasha back on her back and sighing. Inspite of everything, the bath had been surprisingly pleasant. As Fasha was being dried, Gine fell into a new tub that had shown up at the end of the line. Gine looked around the tub when the soap and shampoo were added, and the arms began scrubbing Gine clean, making her laugh at the sensations until her mouth was washed, making her gag. Before long, the arms took Gine out of her tub and set her on the second belt where she was tried, and flea powder was spread over her tail before the belt sent her forward, still a few feet behind Fasha as both of them were on their backs, their bows still tightly tied around their tails. Fasha continued down the belt until it stopped and a new set of arms appeared. One of the arms was holding a white cloth as the other arm grabbed Fasha's ankles and lifted them into the air, causing Fasha's butt to rise up too. The cloth was set down, and the other arm folded it into a triangle. The arm then produced a bottle and sprayed white powder onto Fasha's butt. The other arm let go of Fasha's ankles, and her butt fell onto the incredibly soft cloth. The arms then powdered Fasha's groin and stomach as she began coughing and sneezing. The arms then folded the cloth around Fasha's crotch and produced a safety pin to hold it in place. It was only then that Fasha realized that she had been put in a diaper, and that meant all these machines thought she and Gine were babies. Before she could protest, the arms moved Fasha onto her stomach, and a small hole was cut in the back to allow Fasha's tail to poke through, along with the bow that was keeping her in this humiliating situation. "You can't be serious!" Fasha called out. "We're not babies! Let us--" A pacifier was shoved into Fasha's mouth and straps on the side were tied together, meaning Fasha had to suck on the pacifier, and she groaned angrily while the belt moved forward. Fasha had never been more humiliated. She had been rendered immobile and diapered like a helpless baby. Gine heard Fasha's shouts about not being babies, so she wasn't surprised when the arms lifted up her ankles and set the diaper under her. She also wasn't surprised when baby powder was sprayed on her butt before her legs were dropped down, allowing her stomach and groin to also be powdered. Gine then watched as the arms expertly folded her new diaper around her pelvis and secured it with a safety pin. She was then moved onto her stomach as her tail hole was made, and Gine watched as the belt began moving again. "Um..." Gine asked politely. "When's lunch?" Meanwhile, Fasha was moved to a station where the nursery's arms put a pink baby bonnet with yellow frills onto her head and tied it under her chin. She then had matching mittens put on her hands and matching booties put on her feet. The straps that held them in place were yellow, and Fasha groaned before she was moved onto her back and continued down the belt. Gine arrived at the dressing station next and got a yellow bonnet with bright green frills and matching mittens and booties with green straps. Gine was then moved onto her back, and the belt continued. As if on cue, Gine's stomach rumbled. "Excuse me!" Gine shouted. "I'm really hungry!" By this point, Fasha was utterly humiliated, and her humiliation only grew when the next station had a five gallon tank of milk connected to a hose with a rubber nipple at the end of it and held by another of the nursery's arms. She stopped with her pacifier under the nipple, and the arms removed it before immediately shoving the nipple of the hose into Fasha's mouth. With no other option, she drank until the tank was empty, and the nipple was taken out of her mouth as she burped. After that, the belt moved forward, and Fasha was too upset to speak. When Gine arrived, she eagerly guzzled down the milk, and in only a moment, the five gallons were gone. Gine moved down the belt with five gallons of milk in her belly. However, she couldn't help but pout as she wasn't finished yet. Before too long, Fasha arrived at the end of the belt where a tan baby buggy with a pink pillow and matching sheets was waiting for her. She fell into it, and a few minutes later, a matching buggy came up, and Gine fell into it. She turned her head to Fasha who groaned. "So," Fasha said. "Now what?" "I want more milk!" Gine said moodily. "Hey! I want more milk, please!" A circular hatch at the end of Gine's buggy opened, and a baby bottle was put into Gine's mouth and she happily drank it before falling asleep. Fasha groaned as her buggy and Gine's began rocking back and forth, and a maternal voice coming over speakers near Fasha's ears began singing a lullaby. Despite Fasha's best efforts, she too fell asleep. To be continued...

Here's a new story set in the same continuity as Téa Gardner and the Duel Conveyor, but it's not a sequel. If you want to read that story, here's the link. https://www.dailydiapers.com/board/index.php?/topic/81617-tea-and-the-duel-conveyor/ Other than that, let's get started. 😕 Ishizu Ishtar arrived at the Museum of Modern Marvels and looked at the red neon sign. She was dressed in her usual beige dress that covered her arms and went down to her ankles and black shoes. She also wore a golden circlet around her head with an emerald set in the center. Her outfit stood out greatly thanks to her dark skin, black hair, and blue eyes. She looked at a postcard she had gotten anonymously that featured this exact building. On the back, a note said to meet inside. Confused, but with little else to do since the Pharaoh Atem's departure, Ishizu headed inside. She moved to pay the admittance fee but found that the turnstile that allowed entry didn't have one. Assuming she paid inside, she walked through. Inside the museum, Ishizu looked around, surprised by the myriad of machines that seemed less like modern technology and more like what people in the thirties thought technology would look like. Ishizu spent so long admiring the attractions, she failed to notice how she stumbled into an area marked "Child Care Devices". "Well, well." Ishizu said to herself. "What an interesting place." "Welcome, dearie!" A maternal voice said, making Ishizu gasp in shock. Ishizu looked and saw a boxy orange robot with one lightbulb for an eye, silver arms with ball joints acting as the shoulders and elbows of a human arm, matching hands, and a unicycle where a human's legs would go. The robot's torso featured a pronounced chest, and it was dressed in a stereotypical maid's uniform. It was also starring intently at Ishizu. "Um, who are you?" Ishizu asked nervously. "I'm the Robot Nanny, dearie." The Nanny said as it rolled over to her. "Oh." Ishizu said nervously as she backed up a little. "What do you need?" "I need you diapered, dearie." The Nanny said as she grabbed Ishizu by her waist and picked her up. "What?!" Ishizu shouted. "That’s absurd! I don't need diapers!" "Of course you do." The Nanny cooed as another set of hands came out of her back and undid the top of her dress as it fell open. "You’re just a little baby after all." The Nanny's torso then opened, revealing a changing table as the set of arms holding Ishizu set her down on it. Ishizu tried to jump off, but one arm held her down by her belly when the other arm lifted up the hem of Ishizu's dress until her butt and beige panties were exposed. Ishizu tried to struggle and free herself from the arms when the arm that had lifted up her dress pulled off her panties and lifted up her ankles, exposing her bare ass. The second pair of arms then lightly slapped Ishizu's bottom, making her gasp. "Stay still!" The Nanny said warningly, and Ishizu reluctantly obeyed. The Nanny's extra arms then pulled out a cloth diaper from her open chest and set it down under Ishizu's butt. They then grabbed a bottle of baby powder and sprayed Ishizu's groin, making her gasp and sneeze. The arms then wrapped the diaper around Ishizu's groin and secured it with a large safety pin through the middle. The arms then released Ishizu and put her on the ground. As Ishizu straightened out her dress, thankful that it seemed to cover the diaper, the Nanny's chest closed up, and the extra arms redid the top of her dress before disappearing into her back. Ishizu blinked at the bizarre situation she had just become involved in. She was a grown woman of twenty-two, and she had just been diapered by an overzealous robot. "Now let's get you to the nursery." The Nanny said as she reached out for Ishizu. "Oh no!" Ishizu said as she ran off with the Nanny following, causing Ishizu to look this way and that for an escape. To be continued...

Franziska von Karma was in the Prosecutor's Office looking for cases when she saw a forty-five-year-old scientist with black hair, blue eyes, and dressed in a black dress with a white lab coat over it. Franziska squinted at the woman, having the sinking feeling she'd seen her before. "You don't remember me, do you?" The scientist asked. "I'm afraid I don't." Franziska said plainly. "I'm Bridget Nurzey." Bridget said. "You prosecuted me for illegal animal testing." "Oh yes." Franziska replied. It was the last case she took before coming to America to try and defeat Phoenix Wright and Edgeworth. Bridget had been subjecting various animals to a myriad of mechanical devices to "make life easier", but she hadn't bothered getting the approval she needed out of paranoia over being beaten to the punch. For her crimes, Bridget spent six months in prison. "I just wanted to thank you for helping me see the error of my ways." Bridget said. "In fact, if you’re not too busy, how about a drink at my lab?" "Interesting." Franziska said. She was aware that Bridget might try to do her harm, but she doubted that it would be anything she couldn't get out of, and then she could prosecute her for assault. "Lead the way, Bridget." The two women then walked off. After a half hour's walk, Bridget and Franziska arrived at a large building that looked more like a nineteenth century hospital than a laboratory. Bridget walked over to the door and opened it, gesturing for Franziska to go in first. Franziska cautiously did so, keeping an eye on Bridget while scanning the room with her eyes. Once the two were inside, Franziska couldn't help but be amazed. The interior of the lab looked perfectly sterile and organized. With bright florescent lights almost blinding Franziska. Eventually, her eyes adjusted, and she followed Bridget to a table with a tea set on it. Bridget sat down, gesturing towards a seat opposite her, and Franziska sat down and took the cup in front of her. "It's not poisoned, is it?" Franziska asked, half jokingly. "Now that would just be rude." Bridget said, chuckling. "In all earnestness, my breakthrough concerns you." "Me?" Franziska asked in confusion. "Well, your line of work." Bridget said quickly. "You see, during those six months in prison, I realized something. People weren't changing, at least not like they should have. As such, I wondered about what to do when it hit me. As children, we’re more prone to correcting our bad habits. So if prison could cause a similar state of mind, we'd have less repeat offenders." "So what?" Franziska replied. "You want to turn prison into a giant daycare, Dr. Bridget Nurzey?" "Exactly." Bridget replied. "It's why I built my new lab within this old, abandoned hospital. All the space and supplies I needed, and after five years, it's ready." "F-for what?" Franziska asked nervously. "Human testing." Bridget said with a smirk as Franziska stood up to escape, but Bridget pushed a button in the floor with her foot. The ground beneath Franziska's feet opened up, and she fell into the hole, screaming all the while. Eventually, she landed on a blue conveyor belt and groaned. She looked around and found that she was in a brightly colored room with pink walls, an orange ceiling, and a green floor. She also saw that the belt she was on led to a large red cube. "Oh, I will not stand for any of this!!" Franziska said angrily. Franziska then leapt off of the belt when a gray mechanical arm with two ball joints allowing for movement and a hand with a white glove on it grabbed Franziska by the neck and pulled her back to the belt. Franziska tried to get off the belt again, but the arm let go of her neck and held her down by her stomach. Franziska did her best to get out from under the hand, but its hold was too firm. "You made me lose six months of my life!" Bridget said over a loudspeaker. "Now you'll lose the next six months in my new Nursery Prison!" "You kidnapped animals to test out your inventions!" Franziska shouted. "You deserved your prison stint!" "Just like you deserve this stint for denying the world my genius!" Bridget replied. While this argument was going on, Franziska was sent into the cube by the belt. Once inside, more arms, like the one from before, grabbed Franziska and began removing all of her clothes. In a matter of minutes, Franziska's cravat, the sapphire broach that held it in place, her black gloves, her black vest and skirt, her white blouse with the poofy shoulders, her black leggings and high heels were taken off. Next, her bra and panties were removed too, leaving Franziska naked as the day she was born. Following that, Franziska was set back down on her hands and knees before one of the arms held her down by her back, and another arm began spanking Franziska. After several minutes, during which, she was spanked at least one hundred and eighty-two times, the spanking stopped, and Franziska was crying. "This was the baseline of your punishment." A feminine computerized voice said. "All future punishments will be far more severe." "You don't understand!" Franziska wailed. "I'm not supposed to be here!" "Of course you are, Little Franny!" The prison cooed as Franziska was rolled out, so sore from the spanking that she didn't dare to try and rush off. Then she saw a sign that read "BATH TIME", and she gulped nervously. The belt then came to a stop as Franziska fell into an oversized plastic bathtub for infants. She came up groaning again when more arms came down, each holding a scrub brush with soapy water. The arms rubbed the brushes against Franziska's body, causing her to call out in pain. "Stop this at once!" Franziska shouted. "I am not a baby you foolish--" Before Franziska could finish her insult, one of the arms rubbed its brush around Franziska's mouth, causing her to gag from the taste of soapy water. Once the brush was removed, Franziska spat the water out and coughed a little. "You can't do this to me!" Franziska insisted. "I am Franziska von Karma! The--" Once more the arms interrupted Franziska by shoving her head into the water which caused her butt to stick out in the air. More arms then began scrubbing her butt and groin. The arms then released Franziska as she pulled her head out of the water, gasping for air. "Are you crazy, Dr. Bridget Nurzey?!" Franziska shouted. "I could have drowned!" "That's why I haven't released it yet." Bridget's voice said, chuckling. "Who better to test it on than you, Franziska? By the way, the soap the prison uses is laced with a moisturizer I invented that makes the skin as smooth, soft, and tender as a baby's. What do you think?" Franziska begrudgingly looked at her arms and saw them shining with water. She brushed it away and felt how smooth and soft her skin was now, earning Bridget Franziska's begrudging respect. While Franziska was distracted, the arms grabbed her again and dropped her down a new belt that was in the middle of high powered fans. As she slid down the belt, the water was practically blasted off her. Franziska could only scream in panic from the sudden drop until the belt evened out, and the arms came back with brown towels. They roughly dried Franziska's body, causing her to nearly suffocate from when they dried her face and to shriek and groan when her butt crack was dried. Another arm came down with a brush and began brushing her hair while the other arms continued drying her butt and stomach. "There now." The prison said. "Little Franny's all cleaned." Franziska could only groan in response, having become very dizzy from being dried. She was in such a daze that she didn't notice the arms pick her up and bring her to a station marked "BARBER STOP". When Franziska was dropped into a brown, leather barber chair and strapped in, she quickly got her barrings and immediately began struggling, even as a towel was tied around her neck. "Hello, baby!" The chair said in a high, jovial voice. "Such a cute little baby! You'll look so cute when I'm done with you." Mechanical arms like the ones Franziska had dealt with at the tub and on the belt came out with a pair of scissors and began cutting Franziska's hair. Franziska watched in alarm as chunks of her hair fell this way and that in a haphazard sequence. "I beg your pardon!" Franziska shouted. "Release me at once! Help!! SOMEBODY, HELP!!" Once Franziska's hair was cut down to the point of a pixie cut, the arms brought out an electric razor and began shaving off the rest of her hair. "Ouch!" Franziska shrieked. "Stop it! Let me go!! Dr. Bridget Nurzey, tell this dumb chair to stop!!!" There was no response as Franziska's head was shaved bald, and the arms applied shaving cream to her head and used a straight razor to take off the rest of her hair. Feeling the breeze on her bare scalp, Franziska broke down and began crying. "Aw..." The chair cooed. "It's all right, sweetie. Now for the finishing touch." One of the arms came back with a frosting tube and squirted blue goo onto the crown of Franziska's head as it sunk into her scalp and became a lone lock of hair, much to Franziska's shock. "That's instant hair." Bridget said, angering Franziska. "Are you just using this contemptible place to shill out your useless inventions?!" Franziska asked angrily. "I could leave you bald." Bridget retorted, and Franziska quickly closed her mouth. "That's better." Bridget said with a sneer in her voice. When Franziska was released from the chair, she tried to run off when one of the arms grabbed her by the neck again and dropped her onto another belt. As Franziska groaned and rubbed her neck, one of the arms came down with a bottle of baby oil and squirted some onto its hand. More arms then came down and held onto Franziska's legs. "No!" Franziska wailed. "Don’t do what I think you’re about to do!" It was too late. The arm with the oil rubbed its two fingers into her butt hole. It made her moan and groan. Plus what was worse, she felt her butt grow numb, almost like the baby oil was a muscle relaxer, which considering the rest of Bridget's inventions it probably was. Once the arm pulled its fingers out, Franziska sighed with relief. The belt then moved forward, and Franziska hit a rolling pin, causing her to flip onto her back while the arms grabbed her ankles and powder puffs came towards her butt. The powder puff then began patting Franziska's butt, giving off the strong scent of baby powder. "Oh come on!" Franziska called out in agitation, especially considering what she knew would come next. More arms then set down a white cloth as the powder puff continued patting Franziska's bottom, making her sneeze. Eventually, the arms released Franziska's legs and wrapped the cloth diaper around her pelvis. Another arm with a pink safety pin then came down and put it through the middle of the diaper, holding the diaper together. Seeing her diapered bottom and seeing from her reflection in the metal that her lone lock of hair was curled, Franziska began to cry, slamming her arms and legs onto the belt while every inch of her body got patted by the powder puff. She didn't care anymore that she looked like an overgrown infant. She just wanted to go home. "Let me out!!" Franziska wailed. LET ME OUT!!" "Oh, but Mommy still has six months with Little Franny." The prison said. "Won't that be fun?" "NO!!!!" Franziska screamed. "Don’t worry, Little Franny." The prison cooed. "Mommy's here for you." The belt continued forward as Franziska continued crying. At the end of the belt, the arms grabbed Franziska's wrists and put black mittens on her hands before tying them on with pink ribbons. The arms then put black booties onto Franziska's feet, tying them on with the same pink ribbons. At this, Franziska finally stopped crying, remembering that she was the prisoner of a lunatic. "If Miles Edgeworth sees me like this, I'll never hear the end of it." Franziska moaned. The arms then carried Franziska to a high chair as her eyes widened in horror. "Oh, when's this going to end?!" Franziska shouted. "In six months." Bridget reminded her smugly. The arms then dropped Franziska into the high chair as she groaned. The tray then snapped into place, pinning Franziska's arms to her sides. Franziska struggled with all her might, but she just couldn't free herself. "You stupid bucket of bolts!" Franziska shouted. "What do you think you’re doing?!" "Feeding you, Little Franny." The prison said ominously as a clamp came up from the back of the chair and snapped itself around Franziska's neck, holding her head in place. A mechanical arm then came up and shoved a baby bottle of what appeared to be milk into Franziska's mouth. With no recourse, Franziska began drinking it down. To her surprise, she found that the milk was very tasty and surprisingly filling. "Another of my inventions." Bridget said over the speakers. "A special formula that provides anyone with all their daily nutrients. The only downside is that continual consumption of the formula causes bloating and eventually an exponential growth of fat cells." At this, Franziska tried to spit the bottle out, but the hands were holding it to firmly. Eventually, the bottle was emptied, and the arm removed it. Franziska gasped at that, feeling like her stomach was ready to burst. Franziska then caught a look at herself in a mirror as the arms cleaned up her face and saw that her stomach was protruding out a bit, giving her a pot-bellied look. Seeing this, Franziska wailed in anger and horror. Her perfect figure was damaged, and it would only get worse over the coming months. After feeding her, the tray of the high chair popped off, and Franziska fell onto her hands and knees, still exhausted from the formula. "What have you done to me?!" Franziska shouted at the ceiling, only getting a chuckle from Bridget. Just then, the arms moved to grab Franziska again as she tried to run away from them. She hoped that if she could escape, she could just lay low, work off the potbelly and wear a wig until her hair grew back. Unfortunately, the arms grabbed her by the neck again and hit her head with a small hammer, making Franziska go into a stupefied state. After that, Franziska began talking baby talk as a white baby bonnet was put on her head and tied under her chin. She was then put in a white baby dress that covered her arms but barely came down to the waist line of her diaper. Once that was done, Franziska was placed onto one more belt. After a few moments, Franziska shook her head and observed that she was back on yet another conveyor belt. Naturally frustrated by this she looked at the ceiling. She knew Bridget was somewhere up there, and she wasn't about to go down quietly. "When I get out of here, Dr. Bridget Nurzey, I will take great pleasure in making sure you are put back in prison and punished to the fullest extent of the law!!" Franziska declared angrily. "Oh, I'm so scared." Bridget said sarcastically. "By the time I'm done with you, you'll be lucky to have bladder control." Before Franziska could retort Bridget's claim, the arms grabbed Franziska and put her into a giant crib. Seeing her predicament, Franziska threw another tantrum, crying and waving her arms and legs in the air. She didn't know what was worse, being treated like a baby or acting like one thanks to all the abuse Bridget had put her through. "Nap time." The prison said softly. "I do not need a nap!" Franziska said definitely as an arm came down with a blue pacifier with string at the ends of the mouth guard. "I am an international prosecutor being held against my will, and I demand to be released!" The arm then shoved the pacifier into her mouth and tied the strings around the back of her head. With no other choice, Franziska sucked on the pacifier, tasting an odd liquid and assuming it was a laxative. Crossing her arms, Franziska sat there grumbling until she eventually fell asleep, still sucking on her pacifier. From a series of monitors in her office, Bridget laughed smugly at Franziska. She thought about how the liquid in her pacifier would slowly cause her speech to deteriorate, and she couldn't help but laugh. She then sat back and observed the sleeping Franziska in her crib. "This is going to be so much fun." Bridget said with a smirk, taking a drink from her cup. To be continued...

Tea was walking around Times Square in New York City. She had just finished her dance training and was ready to head back home and see her friends again before looking for a job. She smiled at a deck box attached to her belt. She doubted her skills were at Joey or Yugi's level, but she was excited to show the two what she had picked up over the past two years. She had decided to cut through an alleyway when she saw someone come up. Tea moved to run until the figure pulled out a rag and held it to Tea's face. She could smell the chloroform as she began to feel weak. "Oh," Tea said weakly. "Not again." Tea then lost consciousness. When Tea came to, she was sitting on some kind of conveyor belt. She tried to leave, but a thin but powerful cord pulled her back onto it. "Welcome to the last day of your old life." A woman said. Tea looked and saw the figure who kidnapped her. She was also attached to another conveyor belt, and Tea saw a life point counter in front of her that read 4000. "What's this about?!" Tea asked. "Who are you?!" "I'm a relic hunter." The woman said. "However, work's been rather slow since Marik started working with his sister, so I've begun moonlighting as a human-trafficer for childless couples." "What's that got to do with me?!" Tea asked angrily. "Easy." The hunter said. "Kidnapping children is despicable. Kidnapping adults who can fight back, though, there's a challenge." "So we're going to Duel?" Tea asked. "Exactly." The hunter said. "As our life points drop, the belt will carry us down, making us more and more like babies. Once one of our life points hit 0, that person will be sent off to my clients via a fully automated system. Got it?" "Got it." Tea said, nervous but determined. "Let's Duel!" The two drew their cards from a stand directly opposite from them as Tea looked at her hand. It was a Dark Magician, a Dian the Cure Master, and a few other Magic Cards, all useless for the moment. Everything counted on the first card she drew. She drew the card and found Lemmon Magician Girl, and after a brief moment, a plan formed in her head. "I summon Lemmon Magician Girl!" Tea called out as she put the card on the reader connected to her stand, and a dark-skinned girl of about eight appeared with blonde hair and dressed in yellow armor. (Atk: 800/Def: 600) "Next, I'll play Dian the Cure Master to raise my life points by 1000." Tea called out. (Tea's life points: 5000) "And I'll end my turn." Tea finished with a smile not unlike the Pharaoh's. "Hmph." The hunter grumbled. "If you're not even going to try, this will be over quickly." She drew and smirked. "I play Cost Down to allow me to immediately summon monsters with five or six stars." Her smile widened. "Next I summon the Goddess of Maternity!" The hunter called out as a white haired woman appeared. (Atk: 2000/Def: 1900) "Next, I'll set a card face down." The hunter explained. "Now attack the Lemmon Magician Girl!" The hunter called out as the Goddess pointed at the Magician Girl. "Not so fast!" Tea called out. "When my Lemmon Magician Girl is attacked, I can summon a spellcaster from my hand, and I choose the Dark Magician!" The violent robes and purple armor of the Dark Magician appeared as he glared at the Goddess with his blue eyes. (Atk: 2500/Def: 2100) "Once that's done, your Goddess' attack is redirected at him, and her strength is cut in half." Tea finished. (Atk: 1000) The Dark Magician repelled the attack at the Goddess, and she was destroyed. (Hunter's life points: 2500) "Oh no!" The hunter called out as the belt rumbled to life. She was moved into a box as Tea saw all of the hunter's clothes tossed out as she came out completely naked. At another station, a hand came out of a green cube next to the hunter's conveyor belt and held her down as another hand spanked her, and she called out. She was then moved to another station where she got a soapy brush shoved into her mouth before the rest of her was washed, and her skin glowed like a newborns. She was then moved to another station where her stomach and crotch were powdered, and a spatula flipped the hunter onto her back as her butt was then powdered. "You wiww pay fow dis!" The hunter called out, and Tea gulped at how effective and efficient the belt was. She had to win... or else she'll never see her friends again! To be continued...

Team RWBY and Nora Valkyrie were looking around Anima after the defeat of Salem. Nora's boyfriend, Lie Ren was away on a mission, and the group's other friend, Jaune Arc, was visiting his sister's family in Argus. As such, the five Huntresses were looking around an old, abandoned village for bandit activity. "What's that big building up ahead?" Ruby asked. The girls looked and saw a large warehouse that looked surprisingly well kept, considering the rest of the village. The windows were boarded up, and a sign nearby read, Reformatory Nursery. "Uh..." Yang said in a confused voice. "What's that?" "I think I heard someone talking about it at a dinner party when I was little." Weiss explained. "It was an attempt to quell the crime in Mistral by making the inmates as helpless as babies." "What happened?" Blake asked, nervously. "It worked too well, and the people who had volunteered to test the place had become mentally... Damaged." Weiss explained. "As such, the whole project was abandoned." "Let's look inside!" Ruby said eagerly. "Ruby, are you crazy?!" Weiss shouted. "We could get seriously hurt!" "We're just going to look around." Ruby said calmly. The five Huntresses headed in, much to Weiss' annoyance. The warehouse was pitch black when they entered it. "I'll look for a light." Nora said as she headed off. Weiss rolled her eyes at this, ready to give her friends the biggest "I told you so" she could if and when something went wrong. Nora found her way to an office as she searched for a light. Her hand eventually hit a large button as the lights came on, and so apparently did everything else in the factory. She looked and saw a sign over the button that read, "EVERYTHING ON". "Huh." Nora said. Back at the entrance, Team RWBY found themselves staring at a room with conveyor belts crisscrossing the area. Just then, mechanical arms grabbed the four and held them up. "Excuse me!" Weiss shouted. "Do you know who we are?!" "No file detected." A feminine computer voice said. "Awaiting warden's assessment." Nora looked around and saw a panel with faded lettering and one switch with numbers on it. Worried for her friends, she set the switch to "one". She hoped that it would at least minimize the damage. "Prisoners to be treated as one-year-olds for one month." The computer said. "Nora!" Weiss yelled. "I'm sorry!" Nora shouted back. "I can't read anything on this panel!" Team RWBY was then placed on the middle belt for processing. Yang was brought forward first, held in place by the arms. A red light then scanned Yang's face, making her blink. "Name?" The computer asked. "My name is Yang!" Yang shouted angrily. "And I am not a baby!!" "File created for Baby Prisoner Yang." The computer stated as a screen popped up with technicolor swirls on it that Yang couldn't help looking at. "When you hear the word, Goldielocks, you will return to as you are now." "Goldielocks." Yang said in a dazed voice as she was let go. Yang then blinked and looked around. As Yang continued forward, her arms were grabbed by a pair of mechanical arms while another pair pulled off her boots, pants, and panties. The arms then pulled off her jacket and tube top. "Let go of me, you perv!" Yang shouted, sitting there in nothing but her bra. Just then, a yellow pacifier was shoved into her mouth. At the tip was a milky substance she accidentally took a suck of. Liking the taste, she continued drinking, unaware that it was a muscle relaxant that would leave her little better than an adult baby by the time she was off the belt. Blake, meanwhile, was being scanned next. "Name?" The computer asked. "Blake." Blake sighed. If Yang couldn't break free, none of them could. "File created for Baby Prisoner Blake." The computer stated as the swirling screen came down, with Blake as unable to look away as Yang. "When you hear the word, Belle, you will return to as you are now." "Belle." Blake repeated in the same dazed voice as Yang. She was then moved forward as Blake looked ahead to see what she was in for next. Yang was then brought to an area where the arms forced her onto all fours, and a baby thermometer was brought out. "Hey," Yang shouted as her pacifier fell out of her mouth. "Wait a minute!" The arms quickly put the pacifier back in and held it there. The thermometer was then gently pushed into her rectum before being pulled out. A ding was then sounded. "Baby Prisoner Yang has slight fever." The computer said. "Administrating medicine." Yang's pacifier was then pulled out before a spoon full of cough syrup was shoved into her mouth. Yang gagged as her pacifier was put back in, and she sucked on it hard to get the taste of the syrup off her mouth. Blake was brought to the next area as mechanical arms held onto her wrists, and Blake was stripped naked, save for her bra. "Uh," Blake began. "Did you have to take my shirt off too?" At that, the arms put a pacifier in Blake's mouth. Tasting the milk inside, Blake immediately began sucking it down as she moved down the belt. Weiss was then scanned by the light. "Name?" The computer asked. "Weiss Schnee!" Weiss shouted angrily. "I demand you let me and my friends go! We have committed no crime!" "File created for Baby Prisoner Weiss. " The computer stated as the swirling screen came down. As with her friends, Weiss was unable to look away. "When you hear the phrase, Snow White, you will return to as you are now." "Snow White." The dazed Weiss said before the belt continued on, and Weiss glared angrily at Ruby. Yang had just arrived at the next station where several soapy loofahs cleaned every inch of her, making her shriek and moan from behind her pacifier. By the time it was over, and Yang continued forward, her skin was bright pink, and when she brushed her hand against her arm, it felt as smooth as a baby's. Blake, meanwhile, was getting her temperature taken, and she groaned nervously as the thermometer was removed from her butt. "Baby Prisoner Blake is healthy." The computer said as Blake was moved forward. Weiss, meanwhile, was struggling against the arms as she was losing all of her clothes except her bra. "I beg your pardon!" Weiss shouted. "Give me back my clothes!" Instead of that, the arms shoved a pacifier into Weiss' mouth, and when she tried to spit it out, the arms held it in place as more arms moved Weiss' cheeks back and forth until she began sucking on the pacifier and drinking the milk inside. At last, Ruby was scanned by the light. "Name?" The computer asked. "Ruby!" Ruby called out, deciding she may as well go for it at this point. "File created for Baby Prisoner Ruby. " The computer stated as the swirling screen came down, and Ruby was almost immediately entranced. "When you hear the phrase, Red Riding Hood, you will return to as you are now." "Red Riding Hood." Ruby said in a dazed voice as she headed forward, mildly interested in what happened next. After being cleaned, Yang was moved to the next station where a mechanical arm rubbed baby oil all over Yang's privates. Yang sighed at the nice feeling before the belt continued on. Blake, meanwhile, was getting cleaned by the loofahs, and she groaned at their diligence. Once they were done, Blake lied on all fours like a tired cat. Further down the belt, Weiss was getting her temperature taken as she groaned angrily, gasping when the thermometer was pulled out. "Baby Prisoner Weiss is slightly cold." The computer said as the arms lifted Weiss up and put her down on an electric blanket, which she reluctantly accepted before continuing forward on the belt. Ruby had just been stripped of everything but her bra as the arms gave Ruby her pacifier, and she sucked on it, giggling. Yang continued forward to the next station where several powder puffs patted her butt and crotch with baby powder, making Yang sneeze once or twice. She was then moved forward. Blake was enjoying having her butt oiled, treating it like a relaxing message. She gasped, however, when baby oil was rubbed on her groin. Blake tried to get off the belt, but the arms held her down and gently stroked one of her cat ears, which immediately relaxed her while she was oiled up and sent forward. Weiss was getting cleaned by the loofahs, struggling with all of her might. To her horror, it seemed that Weiss was getting weaker. Weiss began kicking at the loofahs when an alarm rang. Weiss was moved onto her stomach while her butt was raised up. A paddle then came down and spanked Weiss until she began crying. "Let me out!!" Weiss wailed. "LET ME OUT!!!" The spanking ended, and Weiss' pacifier was put back in her mouth while her cleaning was finished, and she was moved forward. Ruby groaned as her temperature was taken, and she clenched her teeth on the nipple of her pacifier. "Baby Prisoner Ruby is healthy." The computer said as Ruby relaxed as she was sent forward. Next for Yang, she was picked up by the arms and laid on her back, with her butt touching a very thick cloth. The arms then folded the cloth around Yang's pelvis, and she realized that it was a giant cloth diaper. The arms then secured it with a safety pin. The arms then patted Yang's diapered crotch as she was moved forward. Blake, meanwhile, was getting her butt and crotch patted with talcum powder, making Blake sneeze like a cat. Once the powder puff was done, Blake continued down the belt. Weiss arrived at the oiling area and sighed at the baby oil being rubbed on her sore butt. For once, Weiss didn't resist and relaxed. However, she was unnerved to find that she couldn't stop herself from sucking on her pacifier. She continued down the belt, desperately trying to figure out how she could escape. Ruby giggled at the loofahs as they scrubbed her clean. Ruby laughed, having the time of her life. She couldn't understand why it took so long for Weiss and Yang to calm down and enjoy the ride. Ruby sighed as she was on her hands and knees being carried to the next station. Yang was moved to a station with a gallon of milk connected to a hose with a rubber nipple on the end. An arm comes down and takes out Yang's pacifier. "Hey!" Yang shouted. "That's my paci!" The arm then grabbed the hose and put the nipple in Yang's mouth. With no other choice, Yang drank the milk as she found herself enjoying it, even if she was drinking so much of it that she was getting a bit of a pot belly. Once the gallon was emptied. Yang was moved forward, groaning at her rumbling stomach. What Yang didn't know was that the milk was laced with laxatives that would virtually destroy her bladder and bowel control. Blake had just had her butt lowered into her new diaper as the arms folded it around her groin and secured it with a safety pin. She giggled at the soft feeling before she remembered the hypnotic message with a recall word. If the belt was finishing up, why would it have given a code word to turn them back to normal? This made Blake fret as she continued down the belt. Weiss was getting her butt and crotch patted with talcum powder, and she struggled and tried to get off the belt, shouting through her pacifier. Once the powdering was done, the arms held her down and gave her butt a few good smacks. Weiss whimpered sadly and stayed where she was as the belt rolled her forward. Ruby, meanwhile, giggled at her butt being oiled by the arms. She wondered what came after the belt, aside from the obvious. She couldn't wait to see! At Yang's next station, a robot maid picked Yang up and held her over its shoulder before patting Yang's lower back until she burped. Yang sighed with relief as she was sent forward. She was actually starting to like this place. Blake was brought to the feeding station where her pacifier was taken out. "Um," Blake asked nervously. "What awe you gonna do to us?" Blake barely had time to realize she was unable to pronounce her R's when the milk tube was shoved into her mouth. The moment the milk hit her tongue, she drank like there was no tomorrow. When she'd drunk the whole gallon, and got a pot belly out of it, the hose was pulled out of Blake's mouth, and she immediately had a tantrum. "I want mowe miwk!" Blake cried. "Mowe, mowe, mowe!!" Blake continued to cry while she was carried down the belt. She was eventually calmed down by the arms waving plastic keys in her face. Enraptured, Blake tried to bat at them. Weiss was getting her butt lowered into her new diaper as she continued to wiggle, being able to do little more at this point than kick her legs and wave her arms. Once Weiss' diaper was folded around her pelvis and pinned in place, Weiss couldn't help but cry while she was carried down the belt. Ruby, meanwhile, was giggling as the powder puffs patted her butt and crotch with baby powder. Ruby was then moved forward, happy that everyone was still safe and happy, as far as she knew. Yang arrived at another station where she was lifted into a sitting position, and a yellow baby t-shirt was put over her head. It had orange frills and barely reached the top of her diaper. Yang then had mittens put on her hands and booties put on her feet. Next, two earmuffs came from the sides and clamped onto the sides of Yang's head. Before she could ask about it, a new pacifier was put into her mouth. Just then, an electrical current traveled between the earmuffs and through Yang's brain as the overstimulated brain became very malable. "You are a baby." The computer said through the earmuffs. "A one-year-old baby." Yang began giggling like a baby through her pacifier as the earmuffs retracted, and a yellow baby bonnet with orange frills was put on her head. Blake had been picked up by the maid and patted on the back until she burped. At that, she spat up on the maid's shoulder before it wiped her mouth clean. Blake was then put back on the belt and headed off. Weiss was at the feeding area as she continued to struggle. Just then, her pacifier was finally removed. "Wet me out!" Weiss shouted, aware that she sounded like a fussy toddler. "I want out! Me and my fwiends awen't cwiminals!" However, the machine ignored her like always, and the hose was shoved into her mouth. Weiss was forced to gulp down the gallon of milk and was distressed at how bloated she was getting. Eventually, the milk stopped, and Weiss was sent forward, too full to struggle much anymore. Ruby had just been set on top of her diaper. She giggled as the arms folded it up and pinned it together. Ruby was then set forward, starting to feel hungry. Yang arrived at the end of the belt as she was dropped into a large, cushioned playpen. She giggled before standing up very shakily and going to a pair of yellow rattles. Blake, meanwhile, was being lifted into a sitting position as a white baby t-shirt with black frills was put on her, followed by black mittens and booties. Following that, the earmuffs came up, and Blake got a new pacifier put into her mouth. The electric current fried her brain as a new mental state was programmed into her. "You are a baby." The computer said through the earmuffs. "A one-year-old baby." Blake cooed as she was given a black baby bonnet. She laid on her back, continuing to coo and babble like a baby as she headed forward. Weiss was being picked up by the maid as she grumbled. "I'm not a baby." Weiss said meekly as the maid patted Weiss' back until she burped. Weiss was then set back on the belt, to weak and exhausted to do much else but cry as she was moved forward. Ruby arrived at the feeding station as her pacifier was taken out, and she saw the cylinder of milk. "Yay!" Ruby called out. "Miwk time!" Before Ruby could register how her voice sounded, the hose was put in Ruby's mouth, and she eagerly drank her gallon quicker than any of the others. In fact, when the gallon was finished, Ruby began to cry until an arm tickled her bloated stomach, and Ruby squeeled with delight before moving down the belt. At the end of the belt, Blake gently fell into the playpen and crawled to an alphabet book before she sat down and read it while Yang began shaking her rattles like maracas. Weiss had been sat up as a sky blue baby t-shirt with white frills was put on her. She then had blue mittens and booties put on her. The earmuffs then attached themselves to her head while she was given a new pacifier, and the electric current shot through. Thankfully, she had managed to muster enough strength to use her glyphs to protect her higher brain functions. "You are a baby." The computer said through the earmuffs. "A one-year-old baby." "Hmph!" Weiss scoffed. She may be stuck acting like a baby, but before long, she'd get her bodily functions back under control and turn this insane machine off. Ruby was being burped by the maid, and, once she was burped, she was set back down on the belt and sent on her way. At the end of the belt, Weiss was dropped down into a large playpen, the cushioned floor and her diaper breaking her fall. Weiss looked around and saw that Yang was bobbing up and down, shaking her rattles while Blake was reading a cardboard alphabet book. She folded her arms, upset at what had happened and scared of how the warehouse had effectively rendered the two complete babies. Ruby was being sat up and put in a black baby t-shirt with red frills. She was also put in red mittens and booties. Ruby giggled until the earmuffs came up. Before Ruby could ask about them, a new pacifier was put into her mouth. Then the electric current did its work, frying Ruby's brain just like with Yang and Blake. "You are a baby." The computer said through the earmuffs. "A one-year-old baby." Ruby suddenly began crying from behind her pacifier while the belt carried her forward. Ruby arrived at the end of the belt and dropped into the playpen, still crying until an arm came down and pulled out Ruby's pacifier and put a baby bottle full of milk into her mouth. Ruby held onto it while the arm was retracted, and she watched Yang dance. Weiss groaned at the sight. All of Team RWBY, including her, were reduced to giant babies at the mercy of a malfunctioning warehouse. To be continued...

Here's a new story inspired by Cya's story, Not Worth It. Hope you like it. ?? Chi-Chi walked over to Capsule Corp. She wished she had an excuse not to, but between still having the Flying Nimbus and Goku leaving with Shenron after the fight with Omega Shenron, she honestly had nothing better to do. Chi-Chi signed sadly. Both her sons had grown up, and her granddaughter, Pan, had just finished her freshman year at Orange Star High. She never felt lonelier, despite living next door to Gohan and Videl. So she was reluctantly happy to be called over by Bulma. Her old friend greeted her happily as she entered the building. Bulma's hair had grown out, being done up in a ponytail, and she wasn't wearing lipstick. She also wore a blue shirt with gray pants. "Glad you could make it!" Bulma said earnestly. "Come with me." The two walked to the far end of the lab as Chi-Chi looked at Bulma. "You know," Chi-Chi began. "Goku was right. You do look younger without lipstick." "Good to know." Bulma said, half sarcastically. "Look, I asked you here to try out a new invention with me." "Um," Chi-Chi asked nervously as Bulma led her into a room and locked the door behind them. "What kind of invention?" "Well," Bulma began. "Ever since I had Bulla, I got the idea in my head to make automated child care products. The initial nursery worked good, so I decided to branch out." "So what do you need me for?" Chi-Chi asked, already guessing the answer. "I need you to help me test my new inventions out." Bulma said eagerly. "Oh no!" Chi-Chi said flatly. "I'm not letting myself be manhandled while you sit behind a control panel!" "Actually, I'd be going in with you." Bulma explained. "Huh?" Chi-Chi asked, shocked at Bulma's confidence. "Do you know how boring it's been since Goku left?" Bulma argued. "I don't know." Chi-Chi said. "I'll pay you ten million zeni." Bulma said quickly. "Now I am." Chi-Chi said quickly. "Great!" Bulma said. "Don't worry about anyone catching us. Only a voice command from me can open the door." "Okay." Chi-Chi sighed. "What first?" "Those turnstiles will get us ready." Bulma explained. "Just pick one and walk through." Chi-Chi went through the one right in front of her as she realized she was on some kind of treadmill. As she was forced to continue in a circle, she felt her dress get removed, leaving only the green shirt she'd been wearing underneath it. She then sneezed as she felt talcum powder being rained down on her. Next, her panties were removed, and she felt a thick cloth get wrapped around her waist while she heard safety pins being opened before feeling a slight shiver as cold metal brushed against her thighs. Finally, she felt something get tied onto her head before the belt finally stopped, and she found herself on the other side of the door. Seeing a mirror, she realized that she was wearing a cloth diaper like she used to use on Gohan and Goten. She was also wearing a purple baby bonnet. She then saw Bulma emerge with a cloth diaper instead of her pants and a pink baby bonnet. "So, ready to go?" Bulma asked. "That's seriously something you're gonna sell?" Chi-Chi asked, pointing at the turnstile. "Oh no." Bulma said. "That's just to get us ready. The powder in there's designed to cloud the sensors of all the devices in here, or else the machines would know we're not babies." "Oh." Chi-Chi said, a little concerned. "Don't worry." Bulma said. "It wears off in two hours. Let's go." Chi-Chi shrugged as she followed Bulma through a maze of contraptions. To be continued...