"You went through the drop off door. That means you are a baby," the nursery said regardless of her boobs. After the wash, Avery was dried abc laid down on a folded diaper which was taped on her.

"Do you do the same thing to the PARENTS dropping their babies off? No? I didn't think so, and hence your logic is flawed, I DEMAND that you release me immediatly!"

"You were placed on the conveyer belt. There's a sign that warns parents and adults to not get on for its use is for babies only. You are a baby."

"Yet you are able to hold this conversation with me, using words beyond the vocabulary of 3rd or 4th graders at the very least yet you are convinced that since I ACCIDENTLY fell onto the conveyor, I'm only 3 or 4?"

"I do what I am programmed to do. Whatever's on the conveyer belt is a baby that I must take care of."

"So you were programmed with no logic whatsoever about someone maybe falling? You're just told if its here, its a baby? Someone needs to fix your wiring"

"In the mean time, enjoy your stay at Bright Future Nursery!" the voice said as it dropped Avery off in the play area where all the other babies were.

Avery blushed "I'm not supposed to be here! I'm not one of these drooly slobbery bathroom wearing babies!"

Babies crawled all over the place. They were playing toys, coloring stuff, and even napping in the nap room. They were all under the surveillance of the mechanical nursery itself. Avery sat right in the middle of the room wearing nothing but a diaper. She stuck out like a soar thumb due to her large size compared to the actual babies.

"And can't I get some damn cloths to cover my breasts?! I don't care if they are just babies, I demand some covering!"