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**ObedientlyDiapered** · June 15th, 19, 08:50 PM

Alison would find herself waking up from a groggy sleep to her dismay she found herself on a long conveyor belt-like machine with several women in the same ordeal as her, and most worrying they were all nude. As the whirling sound began Alsion knew she was in for something bad, even more so when the first stop happened for the woman in front of her, Alison could only watch as a helmet came down on the subject in front of her.

**Firegod** · June 15th, 19, 08:59 PM

Alison struggled to get away from the belt once she was conscious enough to be aware of her predicament, only to stop as she saw how the other women were and then it dawned on her that she was the same. "Why the hell are we naked?!" she asked to no one in particular, hoping for some sort of explanation as to why she was stripped.

She saw the helmet come down on another subject and continued to panic. All she had wanted was a job. Okay, the information was sketchy, but money was money, right? She prayed this was just a joke or a nightmare, admittedly a very, very realistic nightmare.

**ObedientlyDiapered** · June 15th, 19, 09:08 PM

Soon it was her turn for the helmet, it came down covering her whole face, and flashed a quick light directly into her eyes, she didn't know what it did, but she felt her mnid slightly altered. The helmet left her, just i time for her to see the woman in front get force fed somethnig through a tube

**Firegod** · June 15th, 19, 09:13 PM

Once the helmet came down, Alison tried to remove it by force but failed to even make it budge before a light flashed into her eyes, stunning her for a second. Something felt wrong, very wrong. Thankfully, the device left her after that, leaving her more confused. Other than feeling strange, she didn't notice any side-effect.

She noticed the woman in front being forcefully fed something. "Woah, are they seriously drugging us...?" she assumed, the fear in her mind growing again. But escape wasn't possible, the belt was just at the right speed and angle to keep her from getting any traction, let alone momentum.

**ObedientlyDiapered** · June 15th, 19, 09:19 PM

Alison was next for force-feeding, a mask strapped to her face, and clamped her nose closed making the only method of breathing being from the mouth...this was soon impeded as well as a orange liquid flowed from a tank labeled "megalax" through a tube, into the mask, and lastly into Alison's mouth...she would have to swallow if she wanted to keep breathing

**Firegod** · June 15th, 19, 09:27 PM

Once again, Alison was powerless to avoid her fate. She saw the tank that was now connected to her but before she could do anything, she had already swallowed some of it as she tried to breathe. Unable to fight her instinct to keep breathing, she had no choice but to swallow the rest of the fluid.

Alison hoped the ride further and further along would end soon. It was only a matter of time before nature took it's course and a most foul scene broke out, something she would do anything to get away from.

**ObedientlyDiapered** · June 15th, 19, 10:14 PM

The entire tank was tubed into her mouth, she ingested a whopping gallon of the stuff, and soon she was sent down again. Thi time a pair of mittens were wrapped around her hands, followed a by a thick diaper gonig around her waste.

**Firegod** · June 15th, 19, 10:17 PM

Alison couldn't believe how much laxetive she was forced to ingest. She doubted there was anything she could do once her body processed it. Then came the mittens and the diaper. On one hand, she was glad to be wearing anything at all, but the mortification at what she was made to wear was too much.

"Get this damn thing off of me!" she yelled, trying to loosen the tapes, but the mittens made that impossible.

**ObedientlyDiapered** · June 15th, 19, 10:47 PM

Once at the end of the line she was sent down a slide like structure, only to end up in a nursery looking room full of women who clearly went trhough the same proces she did at some ponit or another, some were acting like full on babies, some even had soiled diapers. Alison was free to mvoe around now, but it seemed like it was to late for that to matter

**Firegod** · June 15th, 19, 10:55 PM

Alison let out a soft groan as she was forced down the slide and into the nursery. She took a second to take stock of her surroundings, realizing that she was surrounded by other victims of whatever she just endured.

She stood up and tried to walk, but the added bulk from her diaper made it harder than she expected until she adopted a childish waddle as she walked over to one of the others. "What's going on?" she asked.