*I blush again as I'm lifted out, so easily... Even after the experience I was still a bit excited down below as I began to rustle about, slightly rubbing my legs together around the diaper.* "Y-Yeah... I think so..." *I nod, looking down at my outfit again. I don't personally see anything off about it like locks, but that's a matter of prospective.*

"I-I don't have to try other machines, do I?" *I ask nervously, looking around at all of the other things... I wasn't sure if I was excited or terrified by it, but I do know that I grew a little more damp down below.*

I come pick you up out of the rather large crib you had been put in I look at the onesie and see some sort of lock on it are you OK I ask

*I can feel someone watching as all of this is going down, making this just that much more embarrassing. I start to squirm around as my Pull-Up becomes a little more wet but that was before the claws came back to seize it as well, uncovering my glistening privates as I shout a whine at it. From there I feel a short lathering sensation and then the gentle buzzing of something shaving me down below, which I tilt my head up to take a look at.* "Wait, no stop..." *I plea, watching a hand dust me off, seeing how bare I'd become.

I then spot the diaper and struggle but am powerless to refuse as it's shoved under my bottom and taped in place, shortly before I was sat up and pulled into a onesie, starting to chew on my index finger a bit as I look down between my legs, blushing as it does up the snaps. Lastly I get surprised as something more like a tube comes from behind, easily letting it shove itself into my mouth as I gasp just from seeing it. With a quick burst of some sort of mealy flavor I sputter a bit before being dumped off of the side of the belt, though I don't quite see where I land... Something soft broke my fall though. I sit up, a bit dizzy from it all...*

I follow as the machine take you along, it does various things to you such as removing your pullup and shaving you nether regions, it then replaced your pull up with a thick diaper and puts a pink babyish onesie on you with the words daddy's baby on it. It then deposits you at the end and forces some laxative down your throught

*I see the restraints come out of the sides of the belt, which causes me to try and crawl against it faster until I'm shackled by them and held down, grumping as I struggle a bit. After getting passed a certain point on the belt my clothes start to get taken off by metal claws with rubber pads on them, stripping me of my shirt, then shoes, then socks and lastly my bra... Exposing my small breasts, which makes me blush and shiver a little. I didn't even know what sort of machine this was! I was starting to worry...* "Wait, stop! I don't wanna'!" *I whine childishly, struggling some more.*

(Hmmm.... Can we save the regression for the very end? ^_^' Physical regression gives you the body of a child and although that's fine it sort of makes things kinda tough since... Well, 'actual child'. Mental regression takes a lot of the personality out of the situation and doesn't give me much room. I'm not opposed to it, but later if we could.)

Some restraints come from the machine and hold you down before I can answer, the machine then starts striping you down leaving you naked except for your pull up

(Do you do regression? If so would you mind if that's what the machine did to you?)

*I watch my jeans slide off of my ankles and pout, being left without any pants but my shoes were still on... It made me look like I'd dressed myself and forgot them altogether. Kicking about as you lifted me up, I felt rather small... You seemed to have something like two and a half feet on me, and that helpless feeling sunk in a little more - I wasn't entirely sure if I liked that or not. When my bottom hit the belt I sort of looked down on it, not knowing exactly what I was resting on until it was too late - This particular belt was still until you pressed a button on a panel, causing it to lurch forward and start to move.*

"Ahhh! Wait, like this!? Ummm, c-can we talk about this?" *I ask, looking over the belt but thinking that I wouldn't quite be able to make that jump without possibly hurting myself... Which was an over exaggeration, I'd be fine, but my brain wasn't clear right now. I started to crawl against the motion of the belt, a look of worry in my face.* "Wait wait, get me off of this thing!" *I whined, the rubbing of the lined Pull-Up starting to work me up a bit and causing me to dribble a bit more into it...*

(Also I know about the age, but since this character is representing an honestly far level headed version of myself I wanted to set the record straight. ^_^' )

I lift you up and take your pants off all the way saying well how about we find out then I set you on the conveyer and push a button

*I start to fidget about as I'm exposed to the air, my Pull-Up still dry from the look of it... Though the interior padding likely had a few drips on it, and they weren't urine... Likely caused by all of my fantasizing, and now a sudden cross between helplessness and embarrassment.* "Well, I uhh, I do but..." *I stammer, not really knowing how to answer your question, still trying to kinda fight you to get my pants up, though I missed my chance to get a grip on them as they slide down passed my knees...*

I mean do you want to find out what these machines do I ask, seeing the pull up I pull the front of you pants down to check it

(Yeah I meant your characters age not your real one so its good)