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Here's a story that me and a talented writer called MrTonyBoy are role-playing. Their doing the machines, and I'm doing the characters. It's a slow burn, but eventually she'll get in diapers. Hope you guys like it. 🙂 Mihoshi Kuramitsu was walking around the settlement of MT-37. It was a small area in an out of the way planet. The perfect place for the galaxy police woman to vacation. She was dressed in a blue sailor's shirt, a white skirt, and orange leggings. Her blonde hair was done up in a ponytail like usual, and her wide, blue eyes were looking around. She wore a white sailor's hat on her head, for no other reason than she thought it looked cute, and walked around. Eventually, Mihoshi found herself in front of a large building that said "Museum of Modern Marvels" in red neon letters. Mihoshi. "Oh my." Mihoshi said. "I wonder if there's anything Miss Washu might like in there." Giggling, Mihoshi walked to the entrance. She saw that it was only a hundred yen, so she happily paid and walked inside. Mihoshi looked and saw a myriad of inventions that made her mind wander. Each one looked unique, and each one looked fully capable. "My goodness." Mihoshi said in awe. "What an amazing place." The museum building was enormous inside. Somehow, it seemed larger on the inside than on the outside. A multitude of exhibits surrounded the space, including display cases with unique pieces and information about them. Numerous posters and photographs covered the walls. The museum's caretaker, a robot butler, came out to greet the new visitor. "Welcome, miss!" a voice called from behind the girl. Mihoshi shrieked in surprise and turned around. Behind her, well in front of her now, was an orange boxy robot with a single light bulb on its head for an eye, silver arms with orange clamps at the end, and steel rods for legs with metal sheets at the end for feet. "W-who are you?" Mihoshi asked nervously. "I'm a robot butler, miss!" After these words, the robot bowed formally, in the style of butlers. The robot twitched slightly as it leaned forward, and as it moved, it emitted a characteristic clockwork sound, as if it were being whined. Suddenly, the robot began to approach the girl, closing the distance between them. "Oh." Mihoshi said, not liking how close the butler was getting to her. "Can I help you with anything?" The robot butler then stopped right in front of Mihoshi, and she took a step back. "Let me take your hat, miss! I'll keep it until you return from the exhibition." Before the girl could respond, the robot unceremoniously reached out and grabbed her hat, raising it above Mihoshi's head. "Um, okay." Mihoshi said. "Where do I get it when this is over?" "I'll give it back to you when you leave. Thank you, miss. Have a nice day! " the robot bowed to the girl, twitching slightly, and walked away, taking her hat with him. "Well, I guess that makes sense." Mihoshi said and she walked off. Mihoshi headed off and read some of the plaques. Each one was apparently revolutionary for its time and looked amazing. They were also all so bright and colorful. Mihoshi couldn't help but wonder how they all worked before something finally caught her eye. 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...