Search the Community

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 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...

For just a dollar, you can see more stories like this at my Patreon. If you'd like a short story, you may pledge five dollars and I'll write you one about any image you choose.  https://www.patreon.com/user?u=6660213 Chapter 1: Abducted and Diapered Two large, humanoid, female aliens looked over their advanced tracking system which had located a high concentration of the desired energy which these creatures sought out. The women were tall, slightly pale and had large breasts. Each one looked at each other with pure excitement evident in their eyes. The readouts showed that the immaturity, relative to the subject's ages of the woman below, were absolutely off the charts. "Can you believe these readings!?" The taller female humanoid questioned her partner. "I am having a hard time. These have got to be the two most immature beings on Earth." "Quickly, we must have them on board right now!" The two creatures relayed a series of specific orders to various members of the crew. This was not a drill, typically such scans of alien worlds would be lucky to reveal a few dozen low level readings, but the planet known as Earth had two extremely high level beings. With a press of a button the ship went into cloak mode, rendering it invisible. Chi Chi and Bulma chatted on the patio of Capsule Corp's residential area, completely oblivious to the ulterior motives of the beings on the spaceship. Neither one could see the ship hovering a few hundred feet over head. They enjoyed the fair weather and the opportunity to get together on a beautiful sunny afternoon which was rarely afforded to the two mothers. Goten and Trunks were both quite a handful after all and their husbands were something else entirely. "That Goku is such--" Before Chi Chi could finish her complaining, a sudden energy had paralyzed her body. Bulma was experiencing a similar phenomenon as both women were levitating slowly until they instantaneous disappeared from Capsule Corp only to reappear aboard the alien vessel. Startled and confused they looked around the strange area that they were teleported to. "What happened?" Chi Chi questioned as she stood up from the floor. "I don't know, but everything in here is huge." Bulma replied, looking at a few large tables which stood close by. Her exploration was cut short by a door opening. A lanky, pale humanoid waltzed right in. This entity was eaaily the tallest woman she had ever seen. "Look at these two perfect specimens!" "It's a giant alien!" Chi Chi declared. "I can see that, Chi Chi. Just be calm. Let me do the talking." Bulma stepped forward towards the large woman and noticed that she barely came up to her thigh. Still, she was undeterred and unintimidated by this massive woman. "I'm Bulma Brief, head scientist and CEO of Capsule Corp." The blue haired woman held her hand out, waiting to shake hands with the enormous humanoid. "Oh, that's cute. Look at that, trying to be mature." Bulma felt a twitch of her eye as a big vein appeared on her forehead. "What do you mean by trying to be mature? I'll have you know that I'm a genius and run my father's company!" "Let's get you ready for the adoption protocol. You're going to make someone a very happy mommy!" The alien cooed, entirely ignoring the scientist. "Adoption?!" Bulma turned to run away, but was instantly scooped up by the giant woman as if she weighed nothing at all. "I'm an adult! I have two sons and a husband!" Chi Chi shrieked as a metallic arm grabbed her around the waist and pulled her towards the oversized humanoid. "Hold still, young lady!" The alien warned a squirming Bulma. "Hell no!" Bulma barked at her captor. "I want you to take me back to Earth right now!" "Can't do that, sweetie. You, and your little friend, are the perfect specimens for our home world. Now let's get you out of these silly clothes." Bulma was powerless to stop this crazy alien as it ripped her pants clean off of her body. Then she felt her top being pulled off with ease which was unmatched by even her husband, Vegeta.Lifting a grown woman like she weightless and then stripping her like it was nothing more than peeling an orange: This woman was strong! Chi Chi found herself in a similar state of undress after a multitude of metallic hands descended on her like ravenous vultures. Her trademark dress was torn to shreds and her bra and panties didn't stand a chance once they were out in the open. The raven haired woman struggled as best as she could, but she was no match for the machines. Both mothers were now butt naked. Speaking of butts, Bulma noticed that her captor was staring at her ass, almost mesmerized by it. "My stars. By the light of Azzelond, you have such a perfect rump. So fat and round. I just want to pinch it and squeeze it for eternity." "What? My ass is not fat!" Bulma fumed, pinned in the giant's hands. "Yes, it's quite the perfect bubble. Lucky for you, I can't pinch it or spank it. Violates the guidelines that state that the merchandise mustn't be damaged in any way." "Great. So, what? I'm cattle to you?" "No, you'll be the perfect pet or baby for someone who is lucky enough to get their hands on your bouncy booty." "That's exactly what I wanted to hear." Bulma shot back, sarcastically before continuing her rant. "Just you wait till my husband finds out about this. You'll all be sorry. I'm the wife of a prince!" "We've captured royalty before. They are always the most fun to train. Anyway, enough talk. Time to clean you both up." "I'm already clean!" "Yeah, me too!" Chi Chi added. "No, but you will be. Engage cleaning sequence Alpha Beta!" Once more, the machines renewed their assault on Chi Chi, but this time Bulma wasn't left out. Both ladies had their make up washed off, teeth brushed with a tiny high pressure spray from one of the smaller hoses and then a snake like tube slithered across Bulma's leg until it slowly pushed it's way into her ass. Her tight hole was instantly penetrated by the long, glistening tube. She felt it come to life and an odd sensation overwhelmed her stomach: It was pumping some kind of alien fluid up her rear end! "Oh my Kami!" Bulma cried out. "You're going to impregnate me, aren't you!?" Of course, the blue haired loud mouth failed to notice that Chi Chi was already finished with the enema, pissing out the vile oozing slime from her ass and into some kind of waste receptacle. "No, you're the baby. Baby doesn't make babies." The alien laughed while she held Bulma over her lap. The scientist still didn't trust this crazy alien. After all, her belly currently looked to be as large as when she was nine months pregnant with Trunks. Her stomach resembled a massive ballon. "Please, just let me go!" Bulma begged, but to no avail. She was held over the same type of receptacle which collected Chi Chi's waste and felt an intense pressure on her abdomen. She pushed with all her might and was rewarded with a hissing sound as the slime left her body, pouring into the space age bucket while she was held over it. "Thank you, that feels so much better!" Her relief was short lived thanks to the finger of the metallic hand being stuck up her fat butt. "What's the big idea?!" "Temperature, normal. Readings average." The machine spoke aloud while Chi Chi got an identical treatment. "Diaper Sequence: Engage!" The alien ordered. Soon both women were laid out onto a table, side by side. "I'm not going to wear a damn diaper!" "Me neither!" Chi Chi growled. Another bizarre, snake like device lowers down from the ceiling and did a quick scan over each woman's body. "Inappropriate hair detected!" "What's wrong with my hair?" Bulma retorted. "My hair looks great you bucket of bolts!" Unbeknownst to the two ladies, it wasn't refereeing to the hair on their heads, but their pubic hair. A small lazer rapidly burned off all their pubic hairs at the follicular level. Chi Chi lost her massive bush in the blink of an eye. Bulma had always kept her feminine area very well manicured, but the machine desired scorched Earth and quickly had Bulma looking as bare as a prepubescent girl. "What the hell did you do to my bush?!" Chi Chi screamed, utterly enraged. "Who cares about your bush? I spent hours grooming the Capsule Corp logo into my crotch!" While the two ladies bickered, they failed to noticed that two thick, white gleaming plastic diapers were ready, held in the robotic hands. The diapers were made of a special polymer which would allow for multiple wettings or messings. In a flash, the girls had their butts raised off of the table simultaneously . The metallic hands wasted no time and the mothers were oiled and powdered. Each one felt the bulky diaper fastened to their waists. "Well, looks like your both ready for nap time." The alien cooed. "Fuck that!" Bulma yelled at the top of her lungs while Chi Chi valiantly tried to rip her diaper off. The girls were sprayed with a gas specifically designed to knock out humans. "Sweet dreams, little ones."