Chaperoning Trouble (Private for MingleMonster & devilsnevercry)

[MingleMonster]

As Sylk slunked away, she was already plotting what to do with this Trav. With any luck she’d be able to use it on whatever Trav station signed people in here, set herself up as a guest and print a full dossier report of her own Trav complete with her age and status as a college student. Easy as pie! Then she’d be able to kick back and get her credit for this adventure while avoiding more embarrassment... If she could claim it at all what with showing up at the wrong school. She was still on one of these trips so it should count, right?

“Phew, that’s a smell.” Sylk commented as she walked into this newer room, having stealthily used the Trav to gain access without detection. She felt sort of like a cat burglar, but pushed the thought from her mind as she glanced around the room. What was all of this stuff? It still felt warm and clinical yet this room felt quite a bit more foreboding. As Sylk took her first few steps into the room, she gasped a bit and took a cautious stance when a whirring revealed something from the floor before a light was shone over her body. “What’s the deal?” She whimpered and covered herself, feeling a bit violated.

The room came to life after that which also startled the girl, not having much time to react as she was picked up under her arms, held aloft as if she were weightless. She fussed and struggled as something else scanned her from head to toe before declaring her attire ‘inappropriate’... Whatever that meant. “Hey! These are too! They’re not... Revealing or anything!” She fussed as if the machine would reason to her logic.

With some whirrs Sylk was moved up even further and deposited onto a conveyor belt of sorts, which made her whine as she was sat down. “Hey, what are you doing!?” She yelped and tries to stand up, only to end up falling down onto her bottom, supporting herself with her hands in a sort of backwards lean as she was carried along the belt...

There was a sudden jolt as the belt came to a stop, almost toppling Sylk over. Sylk was ready to get up and make a break for it but hands descended upon her with individual whirrs, grabbing at her shirt. “S-stop! What’s your deal?” She whined as she felt the hands tugging on her shirt, which after a few moments she heard the threads ripping as it simply tore it from her, ruining most of the shirt that she had fought to save. “My top!” She says as she tries to cover herself, her small bra being the only adornment left on her upper body as she hadn’t put on an undershirt today. Following that was some tugging on her pants without even trying to unbutton them, shimmying them down her legs without a care on rather or not the pants stayed in good condition...

“Stop it! Let me go, hey!” She continues to whine and try to claw away from the hands as hey stole her bottoms, leaving her with just her childish looking panties left to adorn her. Stripped to her underthings, Sylk gasped as she realized that the pants were even more important than simply covering her lower body. As the slightly damaged pants were being carried away by a pant leg, the two Travs fell out of the pocket and onto the belt behind her...

[Mahiro]

The a scanner descended on the belt and scanned both the trans. And while younger children having travs was normal baby’s weren’t given them. The machine sent a hand and took the travs away. “Stolen.” It denoted before the conveyors went to life again. Another hand descended and stopped the bra and childish panties off without stopping the belt at all.

A single black strap wrapped around the girl’s stomach. It pulled the girl onto her back as she slid into a tiny compartment. The machine sprayed her with warm water and soap. Before rapidly blow drying her and slid her down to another section. Quite melodic music was being played over the sounds of the machines. To make the room seem more soothing.

The conveyor slowed down then dropped the girl onto a large padded table. And several gloved hands seemed ready to to do something. A loud beep sounded off. “Changing time.” The machine said as several of the hands held up powder. Diapers and baby wipes.

[MingleMonster]

Sylk watched in worry as the scanner ran over the Travs, hoping that it would notice hers and figure out that she didn’t belong here. Her mouth dropped open in a gape when it declared them stolen, which had her reaching for her Trav before the hand snatched it up first, making her whine. “N-No! That’s mine! Well, one of them...” She said with worry, figuring that the weird voice was at least half correct...

“Ah!” She squeaked as the belt jolted to life again, carrying her further along. Something tugged on her back briefly and then she felt a lack of tightness, looking down to see her bra being removed from her chest, her nearly non existent breasts now exposed for the room which she immediately covered again with her arms crossed over her chest in embarrassment. “Hey! Do you know how hard it is to find a bra in that size?” She fussed, not realizing that the same was happening to the sides of her childish cute panties until they were already snipped open with some sort of safety cutter and tugged out from under her, making her fall back a bit and splay out her legs.

“Ah! Stop this!!” She whined, sounding a lot younger than she was with a shrill voice as she sat up, one hand covering her breasts and the other trying to modestly hide her pink little princess parts away behind her hand, a light amount of pubic fuzz adorning her soft peach. There was a break in her modesty as she felt a sort of humidity in the air, raising her hands up to see if she could feel it properly as she considered trying to escape again. Suddenly a black strap was around her tummy and she was yanked backwards with an ‘eep!’, looking up at some sort of sprayers as they began to spray her down with no regard to how it did so.

Struggling, sputtering and whining throughout, Sylk had alternating soap and water sprayed over her like a car wash of sorts. It seemed to get her all over with each pass but focused on something specific each time, like her underarms or legs. Most embarrassing for her was her bottom and pussy, as that focus spray of soap and then warm water made her blush and whimper. Following all of this was a flurry of warm air as she was dried all over, glad to not have to get any more passes of soap accidentally dripping into her mouth. “Blech! Let me go! I don’t... Ah!” She screamed as the belt gave way and suddenly her whole world tilted back as she slid down to another section...

Sitting up, she took in the situation as she sat there staring at the belt, feeling rather clean thanks to her recent washing despite not having been scrubbed at all. She noticed that she had lost her shoes at some point, which probably happened around the same time as her pants - Which would explain why they were so hard to take off of her. “What’s with... This music?” She commented on the oddly discordant tinkling music, clearly attempting to be soothing. She noticed things seemed to be going a little slower and then fell back again since she wasn’t looking forward on the belt, yelping in surprise as she landed bottom first on the soft table.

She looked up slowly at the hands hanging overhead, menacingly. The loud beep went off which caused Sylk to look around suspiciously as she sat there nervous on the table, watching those hands as the rattled and whirred, fetching out changing supplies... For babies. “No! No changing time, stop!” She cried out as she turned around and got on her knees, looking to try and crawl off of the table to avoid the impending embarrassment...!

[Mahiro]

An arm shot out picking the girl up under her arms and set her back down in the middle of the table. The arms started by wiping her privates a wholly unnecessary process now that she’d just been cleaned but the machines were ever thourough.

Two arms came down and powdered the girl while the free slid the fresh diaper under the girl. There was another crap. “Girl” it said pulling the plain diaper away and coming back with a pink one. A final set of arms came up and pulled the diaper up between the girls legs sealing the tapes.

Another whining sound rang out as the hands came down with a legless onesie with the company logo. The arms pulled it over her head. And The crotch snapped shut sealing the girl into the infantile pink onsie. The onsie forced the diaper even tighter against the girl.

[MingleMonster]

“Ahh!” Sylk whines as she felt one of the hands wrap around her by itself, picking her up like a drinking glass and setting her back down in the middle of the table on her bottom. The girl gulped and looked up at the descending hands, hoping they’d be gentle at least...

Pushed back a bit, Sylk blushed madly when the hands spread her legs and brought wipes down between them, wiping and cleaning at her soft personal areas. Wiggling and whimpering, the poor girl couldn’t help it as the hand meticulously passed over her sensitive little button again and again in the sake of a thorough cleaning. Her legs were raised and her bottom was done up the same, for a few moments both of her more personal areas were being handled by these foreign digits which left her with a blushy grimace through it all.

Following that, another pair of hands came down with powder for her, making her kick a bit in grumpy frustration. “A...Achew!!” She sneezed as some of the excess powder wafted to her nose, letting out an adorable little sneeze of sorts while her areas were being tended to. She heard it say her gender and watched the hand with the white diaper leave, feeling like that was some sort of victory but when she tried to struggle free she found that the hands weren’t letting her go... And then the pink diaper came back in place of the previously white garment.

“Yeah I’m a girl, but I’m an adult! I don’t... Need d...” She tried to say it but just couldn’t, so choked up in embarrassment was she. With a squeak from the mistaken girl her legs were shifted and she felt the soft plastic beneath her rear, making her wince. With whirrs and crinkles the diaper was folded up between her legs, the front of the infantile garment hiding away her lightly teased pussy which was already clouded with baby powder covering her bits and pubic hairs. Two tab opening sounds rang in Sylk’s ears before she was able to sit up a little, looking down at the diaper around her waist in disbelief and awe.

It was a diaper, for real. And not just some knockoff but a proper baby diaper! Sure it was one of the later stage diapers for late blooming toddlers but it wasn’t exactly that advanced of a stage and was still a baby diaper complete with cutesy patterns and everything! If anything the advanced stage of the diaper only meant it was thicker...

“I don’t need d-d-d-diapers! I’m not a b-baby!” Sylk whined as she tested the little tabs, not getting much more time as the hands came down with an equally infantile garment. “Like I said, I’m not a baby!” She fussed with a shrill yelp as she spotted the onesie, feeling her arms be raised for her as the mechanical limbs forced her into it with ease. Rolled back a bit, the dazed girl would watch as the hands fiddled with the snaps on the crotch of it, one by one withholding her into this garment against her will until it was all closed up.

“Grrrrmm...” She growled as she shifted side to side and prodded at her garment, forming to her body around her middle, breasts and... Diaper. The diaper felt so snug underneath, softly cradling her under areas in all of that fluffy padding, making her blush as she realized she couldn’t escape the feeling...

[Mahiro]

The hands descended and the lights went down as a strange nursery rhyme played throughout the area. The girl was brought to a large crib. And swaddled in the blankets before being set down.

Another arm came and forced a bottle into the girl’s mouth. It was filled with thick formula. “Nap time” was displayed on a monitor in the center of the room.

A mobile spun above the crib. It had little ponies and unicorns on it. Hanging just out of the girl’s reach.

The crib began rocking gently on its own to help soothe the girl to sleep.

[MingleMonster]

Sylk hardly had time to register what was going on before the shadow of the hands came down above her, making her gasp and flinch a bit in preparation for whatever other devious thing they had planned... When she realized she was fine yet airborne again, she looked herself over once again as the hands moved her across the room while the lights around her began to dim.

“Okay, that’s more than enough. Please let me go, I keep telling you...” She attempted to reason again before she suddenly felt something behind her as she came to a stop, which made her ‘eep!’ again as it wrapped around her in a comfortable constriction. “Ugh! Hnnngh! Why can’t you just listen to me! What is this?” She asked with a grumpy, angry tone as the blankets were all tucked in snuggly around her, the hands having moved to allow her arms to be worked into it while suspended over what appeared to be a crib. It was some sort of swaddling blanket with stars and sheep on it, and although warm and fluffy it was keeping Sylk’s arms at bay in it’s confines.

“Ahhh!! I’m not a baby!” She shouted, furious as she repeated her plea to the apparently deaf ears of the hands. “Look, this is starting to go beyond ridiculous... I-I’ll sue! I’ll do, uh... You’ll be sorry!” She attempted to threaten it while struggling in her wraps, only just now hearing the odd lullaby like music between her fussing. Sylk was worried - She’d taken a staff member’s Trav to get in here, so it’s not like this restricted area wasn’t... Well, restricted. She couldn’t sue like she’d threatened, in fact she couldn’t think of any sort of recourse that she could muster from her current position, feeling somewhat helpless to this machine’s decisions.

Sylk opened her mouth again to speak, even getting so far as to sound out “I~”, but a mechanical hand took the opportunity to shove something into her mouth with a sudden forward thrust, catching her totally off guard as she looked down at it. “Mmmmph!” She yelped mostly in surprise behind the nipple of what appeared to be a bottle, a relatively large one compared to what she’d seen actual babies use though it wasn’t crazy huge. “Mmmph! Grrmmm, hmmph! Mmm,’mmm!” She fussed and wiggled beneath the bottle, steadily dripping a thin current of the thick formula onto her tongue. She couldn’t seem to out wiggle the hand that was keeping the bottle’s nipple in her mouth, the teat of which was wide enough to make the rubbery feeder fill her mouth pretty well.

With no means of escaping the bottle altogether and the formula starting to fill her mouth Sylk sighed as she had no choice but to swallow it... And at this rate she’d just be swallowing a mouthful of formula every few minutes. Rolling her eyes a bit, Sylk caved just a bit and began to suck on the teat still wiggling around to see if she could best the blanket around her body. Eventually this started to tire her out enough to make her attempts more feeble, instead her thoughts were shifted away from escape to more worries. ‘This place thinks I’m a baby or something, for sure... *Suck suck* I don’t know how to get out of here, and I need to get back to the group! *Suck suck, suck*’...

From the corner of Sylk’s eye she could spot a monitor displaying ‘Nap Time’ and gave a sort of pouty grimace from behind the bottle she was sucking away at. ‘I don’t have time for a nap, darnit! I have to get back in there or they’ll come looking for me! I’ll get in tons of trouble, and they’ll see me like this... Even if I do get away, how do I get my clothes back?’ She thinks to herself amidst idle suckling, not even noticing that she was starting to drift a bit due to the comfy bedding and lukewarm formula. She’d seemed to had overlooked that her clothes had been ruined on her way into this place.

Sylk turned her attention to something moving above her. ‘Was this Mobile here the whole time? *Suck suck*’ She thought, already halfway through the bottle by now, having found a rhythm to her drinking. It added to the overall catered hypnotism that Sylk was experiencing and she was finding it harder still to focus on keeping her eyes open. ‘Nooo... *Suck* Can’t... Sleep... *Suck suck*’ Sylk struggled with her lavishly comfortable crib which only seemed to make it more inviting, but the icing on the baby cake was when the crib began to rock on it’s own little rails, silently soothing the girl even further. The girl squirmed and crinkled her last as she fought sleep for only a few moments more, finally succumbing to the nap as her eyes fluttered shut... *Suck suck suck...*

.....

Some time passed before those eyes would flutter back open again, staring back up at the overhead mobile. Smacking her lips, Sylk noticed that she’d been freed from the bottle that had been forced upon her, presumably because she’d finished it off as she slept though the flavor lingered. Pushing the embarrassing thought from her mind, Sylk tried to stretch only to find that she was still wrapped and swaddled just as strictly as before. “Ugh, give me a break...” She fusses under her breath as she rolls over a bit to see if the blankets would come undone, rolling back onto her back when she discovered that was untrue. All at once Sylk would let out a little gasp as she suddenly attempted to press her legs together tightly, having an urge to relieve herself. Small girl small bladder, and after a juice box and a whole bottle of that formula it was no wonder her body needed relief. Blushing as she felt the diaper press up against her in her wiggling as her thighs pressed together beneath the blankets, she had a sinking feeling wash over her as she remembered what this place thought of her...

“Hey! Lemme’ out! I... I need to pee!” She yelped in a tiny voice as she focused herself, sounding an awful lot like the toddler she was trying so hard to distance herself from.

[Mahiro]

The woman who was meant to be supervising was still napping. And a machine had returned her trav to the woman’s pocket.

And with all the excitement it took a while for anyone to notice the missing child. They got back to the bus and did role call. And of course one of the kids was found missing. But a phone call earlier told them that one of the kids had called out sick. Only Tiffany really interacted with sylk and none of the other chaperones believed a child had suddenly appeared and disappeared. And the fudging on the attendance wasn’t noticed. Tiffany promised she’d come back and look for the girl after the trip glaring at the others.

The monitor still displayed naptime. Her pitiful whine not registering with the machine. It wouldn’t go into a full response unless the girl started crying or moving too much.

In another part of the nursery a table was being set up with scales, thermometer’s measuring tapes and various other products.

[MingleMonster]

If Sylk could press her hands to her crotch in desperation she would’ve, doing a sort of potty wiggle as opposed to a potty dance in her blanket cocoon. “P-please...” She whimpered and struggled more, desperately wanting to avoid this fate laid out for her.

It was a battle of attrition though, and Sylk wasn’t going to be able to hold up forever. She felt a little bit escape her and quickly get wicked up by the waiting diaper, a blush heavy on her face as she realized it was all but inevitable at this point. “Nooo...” She yelped a bit, her eyes tearing up a bit from embarrassment as she felt another minor spurt escape her concentrated efforts to remain dry, kicking and crinkling about as best as she could in her crib...

[Mahiro]

After the machine realized it’s charge was indeed awake a pair of hands came and scooped the squirming girl up likely a large shock to the squirming baby. It brought the girl over to the same changing table as her original diapering. And “gently” presses down on her lower abdomen to make sure she wa s finished. Then it brought another diaper over and beeped. “Cranky” as it stuffed a pacifier in her mouth.

The hands made quick work of the girl’s diaper change unsnapping the crotch of her onsie. wiping her down powdering her and sealing her into another thick pink baby diaper. The hands removed the onsie and replaced it with a tiny pink baby shirt. Leaving her diaper on full display.

The hands brought her to the exam table and stood her up on her feet as a measuring tape began stretching to tell her height.