mechanical nursery Saiyan Baby Women

[Donny28]

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...

[Daymare]

A pretty strong start. I'm wondering what types of treatment these strong fighters will get on this alien planet. 

[Donny28]

9 hours ago, Daymare said:

A pretty strong start. I'm wondering what types of treatment these strong fighters will get on this alien planet. 

You'll see. Probably tomorrow since that's when I'm starting the second part.

[Donny28]

Here's part two. Hope you like it.

😴😴

Over the next month, Gine and Fasha were cared for by their respective buggies, being fed and cleaned very routinely. Gine seemed perfectly content and only made a fuss when she was hungry, which was practically every hour. She also always drank four or five milk bottles before she was satisfied, which was a lot, even for a Saiyan's metabolism. Gine also seemed embarrassed whenever she needed her diaper changed, but she let the buggy she was in change her since there was little she could do about it with the big pink bow that was still tied around her tail.

Fasha, on the other hand was not so passive. Being fed milk like a toothless baby was humiliating enough, but every used diaper was another blow to her Saiyan pride. As such, every diaper change just made her angrier and angrier. She wanted to escape, but with the pressure her bow put on her tail, Fasha couldn't use her ki to fly out, and her arms and legs simply wouldn't respond... At least not at first.

Over the past month, both women found themselves able to move their arms and legs more and more. It wasn't much, but it was certainly something. By the end of the third week, Fasha could weakly shove against the mechanical arms that came out of the front of her buggy. She couldn't actually move them away, but it was some way to fight back. Gine, for her part, simply put her hands around her bottle and happily drank whenever it was brought up.

On the day it had been a full month, Fasha woke up and yawned, stretching her arms for a minute before she realized that she could move her arms. She immediately tried to remove her bow, but the mittens on her hands stopped her from doing this. She groaned in agitation. At the very least, however, she could move her arms again. Gine woke up next and was just excited as Fasha, though Fasha noticed that Gine didn't make an attempt to untie the bow around her tail, making Fasha roll her eyes.

Just then, the hatch in front of each buggy opened up, and one of the mechanical arms of Gine's buggy brought out a stuffed animal and waved it in Gine's face, making her smile and take it. Gine hugged it tightly, smiling. She loved when the buggies gave her and Fasha toys to play with, especially now that she could use her arms again.

Fasha was not so receptive. The arm of her buggy brought out a rattle and waved it in front of Fasha's face as she scowled at it and the rattling, whistling noise it always made. It had been driving Fasha crazy for over a month. She was getting angrier, and her patience was wearing thin.

"Get that thing out of my face!!" Gine shouted, moving forward, hoping to try and get out, but while her arms had begun working again, her legs were as uncooperative as ever, so she just ended up leaning forward before she grabbed the sides of her buggy to force herself back into a sitting position and scowling worse than ever at the reminder that she was trapped, not just in this buggy, but in the nursery as a whole.

Apparently, the AI that controlled the buggies recognized Fasha's foul mood, and the arm came back out and tickled under Fasha's chin. Not playing favorites during such situations, Gine's buggy also used one of its arms to tickle under Gine's chin as she instantly giggled. After a few moments, Fasha began smiling too, despite herself.

"Coochie-coochie-coo!" The buggies said in unison during this.

After Fasha smiled, the buggies began tickling Fasha and Gine's bellies, and they immediately began laughing at that. Fasha tried to brush the arm of her buggy away, but the buggy continued. During this, Gine and Fasha's legs spasmed out of control as the arms that had been tickling them grabbed their heels, and Fasha rolled her eyes at the old game but found herself in too good a mood to protest. Another arm appeared out of each buggy and removed Fasha and Gine's booties. Then the new arms began wiggling Fasha and Gine's big toes, respectively.

"This little piggy went to market." The buggies said in unison before moving to the next toe and so on. "This little piggy stayed home. This little piggy had roast beast. This little piggy had none, and this little piggy went..."

Each arm then tickled the soles of Fasha and Gine's feet, making them squeal with laughter before the buggies finished the rhyme, with Gine joining in as usual.

"All the way home."

Gine laughed like a big baby as she always did while Fasha leaned back, taking a moment to rest and trying to see if she could wiggle her toes by herself. Her feet were hardly responding, and Fasha sighed. She wondered if the nursery knew about the Saiyan tail weakness, but she couldn't see how. Then she thought about the fact that the ribbons around her and Gine's tails were never undone, at least when they were awake. Either way, it was just something for Fasha to consider as she had been confined to her buggy for a month with little to do.

Just then, Gine's stomach rumbled, and she immediately began tearing up. Fasha could see it from her buggy, as well as Gine holding her feet in her hands like a bored child. Maybe Gine was getting sick of this too.

"Mommy!" Gine yelled, and Fasha cast the thought of Gine getting bored aside since she had readily taken to calling the AI that whenever she wanted something. "I want my bottle!"

Gine began crying softly, and Fasha couldn't bare to see her like this. Where was Gine's Saiyan pride? Fasha was so annoyed with Gine, she didn't feel her own stomach rumbling when suddenly, the arm came up to Fasha with a baby bottle.

"Aw..." The buggies said as Gine's buggy brought up a bottle for her too. "Babies hungry?"

The arms then put both bottles into their mouths. Gine happily began drinking her bottle, her empty tummy filling up easily. She wagged her tail and held the bottle in her hands while weakly kicking her feet, all she and Fasha could do with their legs at the moment. Each bottle of milk tasted better than the last, and she was perfectly content with the direction her Bachelorette Party took.

Fasha, meanwhile, kept her mouth closed. Seeing the baby bottle had reminded her of how she and her friend had become overgrown babies thanks to this building, and she wasn't going to take it anymore. Gine may be eager to play the role, but she wasn't. She was a proud Saiyan warrior and one of the strongest members of her team. However, another arm came up and held Fasha's nose until she opened her mouth, and the baby bottle nipple was put in, and her nose was released. Knowing that the buggy would just keep squeezing the bottle until it all got into her mouth, Fasha reluctantly drank the milk while crossing her arms.

Eventually, Gine and Fasha finished their bottles and burped. Gine then immediately began crying again, rubbing tears from her eyes.

"More milk, Mommy!" Gine whined and pleaded. "I want more milk!"

Gine was instantly given another bottle, and she began drinking it. She even leaned back, kicking her legs in the air and giggling. She was having a blast in this place.

Fasha, however, remained utterly agitated. She was stuck in a giant baby buggy and could only move her arms while limply kicking her legs. To make matters worse, she knew that it was only a matter of time before she used her diaper, again! She was still fuming when the buggy brought out the rattle again. Already annoyed beyond belief and needing to release her pent up anger, Fasha snatched the rattle and tossed it away where it clattered on the ground a few feet away from the buggy.

All at once, a clamp from the back of the buggy closed around her waist and shoved her forward, so that her head was hanging over the end of the buggy, and her diapered butt was sticking up in the air. She saw the hatch in front of the buggy open, and one of the arms came out, holding a wooden paddle. It went back behind her head, and Fasha tried to push herself back, but while she had regained the use of her arms, her bow-tied tail meant she didn't have the strength to fight the nursery, though that didn't stop her from trying.

"Naughty baby!" Fasha's buggy scolded. "Mustn't throw things!"

The paddle was slapped against Fasha's diapered butt, making her shout in pain and shock. The paddling continued as Fasha struggled to free herself, but to no avail. Each blow from the paddle reminded Fasha of her circumstances, which only made her fight harder and harder.

"Let me go you damn machine!" Fasha shouted. Let me--"

Before Fasha could finish her sentence, another arm came out with a bar of soap and shoved it into her mouth, moving it back and forth despite Fasha's gagged and garbled protests. Eventually, Fasha began tearing up at the unfairness of the situation as she knew that if she were at full strength, she could turn this buggy to dust, but so long as that bow put pressure on her tail, she may as well have had a power level of two.

Gine was on her third bottle by the time she noticed what was happening to Fasha and instantly got horrified at what the buggy was doing to her. At this, she stopped drinking and began crying out of remorse for getting Fasha into this and fear that they'd never get out as the weight of what had happened finally hit her after a month.

After a good five minutes, Fasha's punishment ended, and she could only cry out of anger. She had been utterly beaten, and it enraged her. If there was any justice in the galaxy, she'd remember tearing up the entire building when the full moon came in four months.

Within a few moments of Fasha's punishment ending, both women wet their diapers. Like clockwork, the arms came out of each buggy, remove their diapers and cleaned their groins and butts. The arms then each produced a new cloth diaper and set them down, one for Fasha and one for Gine. The buggies then each grabbed the women by the ankles and set the diapers under their respective butts.

"There, there." The buggies said soothingly. "Mama fix. She's Mama's little lamb, she is."

The arms then brought out a bottle of baby powder each for Fasha and Gine and practically showered them in the powder. The arms then released their legs and wrapped the diapers around their pelvises and produced a safety pin for each of them and put them through the middle to hold the diapers together. The two Saiyan women were still distraught over the situation.

"There, there, darlings." The buggies said before Gine and Fasha had their pacifiers stuck into their mouths. "Mama kiss, make it better."

The buggies began rocking back and forth as the lullabies played again, and the two went to sleep. Still trapped in the buggies. Still trapped in the nursery, and their only hope was months away.

To be continued...

[Daymare]

Staying to the original cartoon, but I am curious if things start to diverge soon from the classic cartoon. As always I did enjoy this chapter.

[Donny28]

1 hour ago, Daymare said:

Staying to the original cartoon, but I am curious if things start to diverge soon from the classic cartoon. As always I did enjoy this chapter.

Thanks, and this is the only chapter based on Modern Inventions, but an upcoming chapter does feature inspiration from another cartoon, but I'll let you try to figure out what it is when the time comes.

[Donny28]

Here's part three. I hope you like it.

😪😖

As the second month went by, it was more of the same. The buggies would care for, and pamper, Gine and Fasha. Gine would try to resist, but her hunger compelled her to down five bottles of milk three times a day, which in turn left her needing her diaper changed three times as much as Fasha did. For her part, Fasha refused to wait quietly for the full moon. She punched at the arms and shouted every curse word she knew. Sadly, this only got her spanked harder and harder and also got her mouth washed out for longer and longer. Still, Fasha refused to give up. She was a Saiyan warrior of Planet Vegeta. She wouldn't let these malfunctioning machines turn her into a baby.

By the time it had been a full two months, Fasha was groaning from having been changed again. Wanting to do something, she kicked her legs into the air, and her legs responded perfectly. This was it. For the first time since that dumb bow was tied around her tail, she could use her legs. She tried to stand up, but she ended up falling onto her hands and knees. She didn't have the full use of her legs. She could just move them around. Utterly dejected, Fasha began crying from the unfairness of the situation. Gine began tearing up too and also cried for her friend.

"Aw..." The buggies said in unison, as usual. "Babies getting restless?"

The buggies then began moving away from the belt, shocking the two. The buggies hadn't moved once in the two months they'd been stuck in them. Suddenly, they found themselves in a room with pink walls, yellow floors, and green changing tables with blue drawers. The arms of the buggies then came out and picked Gine and Fasha up and set them down on the ground. The two looked at the buggies as they seemed to stay there. Deciding it best not to question the situation, they began crawling away from the buggies. Fasha took a chance to look at the tall windows showing the night sky.

"This is perfect!" Gine said. "When the full moon comes in three months, we'll have a perfect view of it!"

"Hardy!" Fasha argued. "We can finally move on our own! I say we make our escape now!"

Just then, a robot came up behind Fasha, making Gine look on in shock. The robot was easily five times bigger than them, just like the inhabitants of the planet. It had mechanical arms like the conveyor belt and the buggies, but there were white gloves on its hands. It had a female figure with a permanent smile sculpted onto her head and two lights for eyes. Black plastic simulated hair, and a third arm came out of its backside with a rattle at the end, like a tail.

The robot looked at the two and picked them up immediately. The two gasped in alarm with how quickly the robot grabbed them. They didn't even have time to try and run away.

"Time for Nanny to give her babies their bottles." The Robot Nanny said in the same voice as the buggies.

Just then, two more arms came out of the Nanny's back holding baby bottles. The extra arms then put both bottles into Gine and Fasha's mouths, and while Gine began drinking immediately, Fasha resisted until she realized that the Nanny wasn't going to pull the bottle out, so Fasha began drinking her bottle, angrier than ever. Once Fasha had finished hers, Gine had immediately been given another, and Fasha tried to force her way back down when the Nanny waved her tail rattle in Fasha's face as she fumed at the sight and moved to punch or kick it away when the rattle hit Fasha's head as she groaned.

"Don’t make Nanny punish you again, Fasha." The Nanny warned, making Fasha groan in annoyance as Gine had started her third bottle.

Once Gine had finished her fifth bottle, the Nanny put both women over her shoulders and patted their backs until they both burped. Fasha groaned, feebly trying to free herself, but so long as that ribbon was around her tail, she just wasn't strong enough. Gine however began smiling again. It was surprisingly comforting to have someone hold her close, and she smiled and wiggled her feet.

"Bath time!" The Nanny said, and she brought the two to a basin twice the size of the one on the belt, took off their diapers, bonnets, mittens, and booties, but leaving the ribbons around their tails, and setting them in the bathtub. She then turned a nozzle and filled the tub with water before putting the powdered soap all over Gine and Fasha. The Nanny's extra arms then popped out, and she gently put thoroughly washed and scrubbed every inch of Fasha and Gine's bodies.

Eventually, she finished and brought the two out. They were rubbed dry by towels and sprayed with talcum powder. The Nanny then put them in new cloth diapers and secured them with safety pins. Then she put new bonnets, mittens, and booties onto them that had the same color scheme as their previous outfits. Finally, the Nanny put a bib around Gine's neck, yellow with green frills. The Nanny then tied a bib around Fasha's neck, pink with blue frills.

"There we go." The Nanny cooed. "All clean."

Fasha was about to say something when the Nanny picked the two up and walked them over to the buggies. Fasha looked ready to riot. The first time she and Gine had been out of those damn buggies in two months, and they were going right back in?! She fought and struggled as hard as she could, but, like before, it was no use.

"Now, now, dear." The Nanny said kindly but firmly. "It’s nap time."

The Nanny put the two into their respective buggies, and as usual they rocked back and forth playing lullabies until Gine and even Fasha went to sleep. In her dreams, Fasha was in her house on Planet Vegeta when she looked in the mirror. It showed her as a giant baby with a stupid toothless grin. When she turned away, she found that her bedroom had become a giant nursery, and she was now a giant baby. She screamed for help, but all that came out was panicked baby babble.

Fasha woke up with a start as she found herself in the giant nursery, relieved for the first time to be in there. She looked and saw Gine wake up as well, much more peacefully, when they were both picked up by the Robot Nanny and set on the ground. They looked confused and yet relieved to be out of the buggies again.

"It’s play time!" The Nanny said excitedly. "You girls hide while Nanny tries to find you."

The Nanny seemed to go into sleep mode as Fasha immediately crawled away from her and the buggies, and Gine followed. They crawled around the area, but the only door Fasha found didn't open for them.  They were literally trapped in here until the full moon, no ifs ands or buts about it. Suddenly, they heard a whirring sound from not too far off.

"Ready or not," the Nanny called out. "Here I come!"

The two quickly hid in a pile of stuffed animals as Fasha groaned.

"This is just perfect." Fasha said under her breath. "We're stuck here for three more months in a malfunctioning mechanical nursery."

"I'm sorry." Gine said as tears began falling down her face. "It’s all my fault. If I hadn't insisted on looking around this building, this wouldn't have happened."

"Hey, this isn't your fault." Fasha said dismissively. "I wanted to come in here too."

"But if I was stronger, I could have gotten you off the belt." Gine insisted.

"Hey." Fasha said, earnestly this time. "That thing got us both by the tails. There wasn't anything either of us could have done once it tied those ribbons around them."

"I just wish I was a real Saiyan warrior like you, Bardock and the others." Gine said sadly.

"You are." Fasha said. "The fact that you recognized our best way out and were willing to wait this place out, that's good tactics and something even the best of the Saiyans struggle with, myself included."

Fasha looked at Gine as she still seemed down. Fasha sighed, not believing she was doing this. But her friend needed her support, and she never left anyone hanging when they needed her. Her Saiyan pride demanded it.

"And..." Fasha said with all her strength. "If you can tough it out for three months, then I can too."

"Really?" Gine asked.

"Really." Fasha said.

Just then, the two were picked up by the Robot Nanny as she beamed at them. Gine nuzzled against her while Fasha leaned close to her. She had to admit, for a robot, the Nanny was surprisingly warm.

"Okay." Fasha said with a sigh. "You found us... Mother."

The Nanny smiled and began rocking them back and forth as Gine giggled, and Fasha smiled at her friend's happiness.

Just then, the two wet their diapers again. At this, they began crying. The Nanny immediately brought the two to the changing tables and set Fasha and Gine down on one each. The Nanny then extended her extra arms and removed their diapers while cleaning their privates.

Then the Nanny's four arms opened the drawers and brought out new diapers and baby powder. The arms lifted Gine and Fasha's butts up by their tails, making them gasp, and rained baby powder on their butts, groins, and stomachs. The Nanny then brought out two cloth diapers for each girl and wrapped them around their pelvises, securing them with two safety pins on the side this time. The two then sat up as the Nanny put their pacifiers into their mouths.

Fasha was ready to spit hers out, but then she looked at Gine, who was looking at her while sucking on her pacifier. Wanting to keep her promise to her friend, Fasha sucked on her pacifier and crossed her arms. Gine giggled behind her pacifier and wrapped her arm around Fasha as she rolled her eyes, smiling behind her pacifier.

To be continued...

[Donny28]

Here's part four. Hope you like it.

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For the third month, a new routine had been set up. At the start of every day, the buggies would take Gine and Fasha out of them and let them crawl around the nursery, under the watchful eye of the watchful eye of the Robot Nanny. The Nanny would feed the two three times a day and change their diapers whenever one or both of them ended up using them. The Nanny would also play around with the two, mostly Gine, while Fasha just stuck it out for her friend, impatiently waiting for the full moon, which was their only way out by this point. Then after dinner, or whenever the Nanny felt they needed a nap, the two would be put back into their respective buggies, which would care for them while they slept through the night.

By the end of the third month, Fasha and Gine were being set down for the day as usual. Wanting to see if she could, Fasha shakily got up on her legs and was standing. Excited, Gine did the same, and they walked around, unsteadily, like a real baby taking her first steps. At this, the Nanny applauded happily.

"Good job, sweeties!" The Nanny said excitedly. "Now your ready for a place with room to practice walking. Mommy's so proud of you!"

The Nanny then picked the two up and brought out their extra arms to give them their bottles. Gine eagerly drank hers while Fasha reluctantly drank her bottle. The Nanny then took the two to an area of the nursery filled with blocks, stuffed animals, and other toys meant for small children. A playpen walled the area off from the rest of the nursery, and the Nanny set them down inside the area, both girls still holding their bottles.

"Now play nicely, and Mommy will take care of any of your needs." The Nanny said before heading off.

Gine immediately hugged a green, stuffed dragon with red eyes and brown antlers on its head and still drank her milk. Fasha decided to test her legs and began walking around the area on her unsteady legs, though perhaps waddling would have been a better word for it. She saw that the area was reasonably big, probably to help toddlers develop their walking, but still small enough that whatever AI that controlled this place could keep track of them. Suddenly, she heard Gine crying, causing Fasha to fall onto her butt in shock and turn to see Gine with an empty baby bottle near here.

"Mommy!" Gine wailed. "I want more milk!"

Immediately, arms like the ones on the belt brought out a new baby bottle and shoved it into Gine's mouth as she grabbed it and eagerly began drinking from it. Fasha sighed and began drinking from her bottle and drank from it as well. She hated to admit it, but she was having a pretty good time.

Eventually, Gine finished with her milk and began using the blocks to make a city. Fasha looked at it and saw that it looked similar to the city they had arrived at three months ago. The city that the damned nursery was in. Gine finished the city and smiled, moving her dragon along the sky when Gine came up and stomped through it. She punched and kicked all the blocks away and scattered them across the area. Fasha then heard a gasp and looked to see Gine looking on.

"Uh..." Fasha began. "Sorry. I just lost control and--"

Before she could finish, Gine shoved her dragon into Gine's face. She giggled and made roaring sounds while Fasha smirked and fought back. Eventually, they stopped and sat down, laughing, with Fasha having fun for the first time since they arrived on this planet.

"That was great." Gine said.

"And in one month, I'll do it for real." Fasha said with a smirk.

"Yeah." Gine said. "But for now, we've got a lot more playing to do."

The two built a bigger city out of the blocks and smashed it down again. They then repeated the process and laughed and growled like the Ozaru they were due to become in a month. They had so much fun, they lost track of time, namely, how long it had been since they were changed.

By the fifth time they had brought down the block city, Gine suddenly gasped and fell onto her hands and knees. Fasha, realizing what was happening, was not at all surprised when her own bowels began acting up. Within a few moments, the pair had pooped and peed their diapers. Having fallen into an infantile rhythm since the Nanny had begun caring for them, the two instantly began crying.

The arms then came down from the ceiling and grabbed Gine and Fasha by their armpits. They were brought to the changing tables in the main part of the nursery where their diapers were taken off and tossed down the chute like usual. As the two were still crying, the arms put their pacifiers into their mouths. The arms then thoroughly cleaned their private parts with baby wipes before setting down two new diaper for each of them. The arms then powdered their butts, groins, and stomachs like usual before wrapping the diapers around their pelvises and secured with a safety pin through the sides as usual. What was unusual is that the arms brought out colored plastic panties. One was pink and the other was yellow. Keeping with the color scheme, the pink pants were put on Fasha while the yellow pants were put on Gine.

"There we go." The nursery said in the same voice as the buggies and the Nanny. "Now you're all clean, and you're even more adorable than ever."

The arms then put the two back in the playpen. Gine looked awkwardly at Fasha before Fasha shoved Gine's dragon in her face. Gine giggled, and the two went back to building their block city.

About an hour later, the Nanny came back and picked the two up. They looked up at her as she smiled. They figured she was going to feed them and put them down for a nap like usual. But she walked off and brought the two to a pair of high chairs.

"Lunch time!" The Nanny said sweetly. "And you're now ready for solid food."

"Oh boy!" Gine said excitedly as she was strapped into one high chair, and Fasha was strapped into the other. "What are we having?"

The Nanny brought out several jars of different colored mush. At this point, the stomachs of both women sank as they remembered that, being assumed to be babies, the nursery didn't know they had teeth.

"You'll be having special food with all the nutrients little babies like you need." The Nanny said. She then brought out her extra arms with her main left arm holding a spoon with a jar of pink goo in her main right arm and her extra right hand holding a spoon with a jar of orange goo in her extra left arm.

Gine reluctantly opened her mouth and the pink goo was poured into the respective spoon and shoved into her mouth. Gine tasted strawberries, but the mush was so bland, it was almost overpowering. She reluctantly swallowed and saw Fasha moving her head this way and that to avoid the jar of orange goo.

"Um, Mommy?" Gine began as the Nanny's main arms were preparing another spoonful, and her extra arms had already forced the orange goo into Fasha's mouth. "Could you possibly add some spices or something to this?"

"Oh no, sweetheart." The Nanny explained. "That'd be too much for your delicate tummies."

The Nanny then continued to feed the two with Gine resigned to the bland baby food while Fasha refused to eat quietly until an arm from the ceiling held her nose, and her food was forced in. Another arm from the ceiling then came down and with the other arm pulled Fasha's cheeks in and out until she swallowed all of it. This went on for half an hour until all the jars were empty, and traces of the baby food were all over Gine and Fasha's mouths.

The Nanny used a wash cloth to clean their faces and brought out their baby bottles. Eager for something to wash away the bland food, Fasha and Gine opened their mouths and greedily drank the milk inside. When that was finished, another bottle was brought out, and they drank that down too.

After that, the Nanny took the two very full women out of the high chairs and brought them back to the buggies where they were laid down, and the buggies immediately began swaying back and forth.

"Naptime." The Nanny said as she brought out Fasha and Gine's pacifiers. "Good night, dearies."

"No!" Fasha said. "We don't need a--"

Fasha's pacifier was shoved into her mouth. Her suckling instinct took over almost immediately, and she was out like a light. In her dreams, she and Gine were giants, smashing the city apart.

"Just let us walk around for a few more--" Gine began before her pacifier was shoved into her mouth too.

Gine sucked on it and fell asleep. She dreamed of a blue planet and an old man. He was helping her and Bardock raise a boy that looked just like an infant version of Bardock. Suddenly, she was the baby, and herself, Bardock, and the old man became the Robot Nanny, and she was babied until she woke up the next morning, in the middle of her buggy changing her diapers.

To be continued...

[Donny28]

Here's the fifth and final part of the story. Hope you like it. Also, the beginning was thought up by Daymare.

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The last month passed with the same routine. Every morning, usually after changing either Gine's diapers, Fasha's diapers, or both, they would be given baby bottles of milk for breakfast. Afterwards, the Nanny would take Gine and Fasha out of the buggies and place them into giant baby walkers. A yellow one for Gine, and a pink one for Fasha. The two would then roll around in them as their feet barely touched the floor. The two would then be put into high chairs for lunch where it was anyone's guess what gross sludge the Nanny would feed them. The baby food made Fasha pine for the baby bottle they'd be given afterwards since at least it tasted good. After lunch, the two would be put into the playpen where they'd walk around and fool around. They would also look out the windows, waiting patiently for the full moon.

One day, Fasha was pacing slowly around the playpen, her legs having become able to fully support her wait again, looking out the windows when she saw what seemed to be the full moon, but there was a cloud obscuring it. Only an unblocked full moon could trigger the transformation. Desperate to leave her second infancy behind, Fasha watched the moon, waiting for the cloud to pass. After a few moments, the Nanny moved Gine and Fasha to the high chairs for dinner. This caused Fasha to get desperate. Once dinner was over, they'd be put back into the buggies and put to sleep, and they'd be forced to wait another five months for the full moon.

Fasha kept her head facing the window,  and luckily the Nanny didn't seem to mind as it just fed Fasha, and she accepted the food, keeping her eyes trained on the moon. Unfortunately, just before the cloud parted, the Nanny picked them both up. Even Gine struggled this time, less out of humiliation and more out of having her fill of being babified by the nursery.

As they were being taken to the buggies, Fasha struggled against the robot's arms when she finally got a look at the full moon. All at once, every muscle in Fasha's body seized up. She couldn't help looking at the moon. If she could, she'd have noticed the same transfixed look on Gine's face. Their heartbeats began pounding. They began growing, their bonnets, mittens, booties, diapers, and diaper covers ripping off of them. Most importantly, the ribbons around their tails ripped off, and they jumped out of the Robot Nanny's arms, continuing to grow as brown hair grew over everything but their fingers, toes, palms, and faces. Their eyes turned a glowing red, and their teeth became sharp and dagger-like. They broke through the ceiling as giant gorilla-like monkeys and knew nothing but destruction until dawn the next day.

The AI that controlled the nursery watched as the giant monkeys that were her babies smashed up the building. She had known that the two were adults simply from their developed mammeries. However she had been left inactive since her creators had died off due to an exponential decline in birthrates. As such when the two women who were exactly the size of the creators' infants entered into the nursery, she jumped at the chance to fulfill her function again. She had even been given a perfect means of keeping them from escaping by way of their tails. When she grabbed Fasha's to administer her first spanking, she had realized that applying pressure to the tail drained the two of their strength, hence why she never took the ribbons off. But it was all over now. As the monkey that had began stomping on the part of the building that housed her CPU, the AI went peacefully. She had gotten to do her duty one last time, and that was enough for her.

When the moon set and dawn broke out, Gine and Fasha returned to normal, completely naked. Exhausted, the two trudged up to the rubble that was the nursery and found two silver boxes labeled, "Belongings". The two opened them and found their original outfits and quickly put them on.

"Finally." Fasha said with a sigh. "I was beginning to worry that we'd never get out of there."

"Me too, honestly." Gine said with a giggle as she wagged her tail. "I'm ready for a full course meal at Olive's bar when we get back home."

"Yeah." Fasha said with a sigh. "I'm sorry you're Bachelorette Party was a bust."

"Are you kidding?" Gine said happily. "I got to do stupid, reckless things with my best friend, eat too much, and drink too much."

Fasha rolled her eyes at this, though she couldn't hide the smirk on her face. She wondered what would happen if Bardock and Gine ever had a son that took after Gine. The image of a boy like Bardock with Gine's goofy grin made her chuckle.

"And..." Gine finished. "At the end of it all, I got to feel like a real Saiyan woman."

"Yeah." Fasha said. "Well, come on, Gine. It's time to head home."

Fasha patted Gine on the back, causing her to burp. The two Saiyan women looked at each other and laughed before heading back to their spaceships.

The End?

[Daymare]

A nice, happy ending. 

[Donny28]

3 minutes ago, Daymare said:

A nice, happy ending. 

Thanks. I was kinda worried that I was going too dark with the AI scene honestly.