Rotom Haunts A Factory (Private for MingleMonster and ZillaSmasher)

[MingleMonster]

Abi struggled against her bonds but wasn't making much headway - She was exhausted, but in all honesty she believes that had little to do with it, since the cuffs were so strong and resilient. "What do you want with me!?" She whined as she struggled more, starting to tear up a bit out of fear. She had no idea what was going to happen... Was she going to become Poke-chow or something? As if to confirm her fears she saw a bunch of arms with bulbs on the ends overhead, moving down towards her... She closed her eyes with an 'eep!', anticipating the feeling of them blasting through her or whatever they were supposed to do. She let out a groan as she heard them kick on, thinking she was being flambe'd, but when she opened her eyes again she realized that... Nothing changed? Wait, what?

"Huh? What were those about?" She said through confused expression as she looked down at her clothes. They didn't appear different... Though they sort of seemed to have new seams? After studying them for a moment she realized that they were drifting apart... Falling apart? Her clothes were falling off of her in squares! She struggled more now realizing this as it was the only thing she could do beside shriek a bit, but that only caused the clothes to fall off of her faster. It'd cut through everything and every layer exactly the same - From her shoes to her bra to her little Spoink panties... She felt like she was going to cry from embarrassment. "Why? Those were some of my favorite clothes, you...!" She tried to find it in her to curse at something, but couldn't place what was at fault... Was this a person's doing? Was it just some sort of autonomous thing?

She whined as she saw hands collecting her clothing scraps from around her, eventually being lifted up into a sitting position so they could get the clothes under her as well as her legs to get the remainders there. Her bag seemingly had little affect to it, only the strap that was over her shoulder had been decimated, while the rest of the bag was in tact... Though that did her little good as it took off away from her. She was now lying exposed on some sort of freaky belt, shackled down with what little pubic hair she had exposed over her Skitty below... 'D-Did it somehow know about the magazines?' She thought, her mind immediately bringing up the images of "Swagger, Attract, Infatuate!", which was a light novel magazine she had a few issues of in her bag for... Reasons. 'Now wasn't the time to be thinking about perverted stuff like that!!' She mentally yelled at herself through a blushed and embarrassed expression, trying her restraints again. When that failed she really felt her hopelessness sink in, which caused her to let out a few cries... But those didn't get any further than her earlier rubbings did as she found her mouth stuffed with something rubbery, and whatever it was it tightened around her head. "Muughmmph!" She whined, tears still pooled around the bottoms of her eyes. She had a new worry on her shoulders which luckily kept her from crying at the moment, trying to press the thing from her mouth with her muscles and tongue but only managing to make it appear that she was sucking on it.

She saw some sort of station up ahead, and couldn't really make out what was atop it, but it almost looked like bales of pillowcases, though they were really boxy and probably weren't very comfortable pillows... "Mughrum?" She whimpered, finding herself more annoyed with the thing in her mouth each moment.

[ZillaSmasher]

Rotom cooed in delight as she saw her baby suckling her pacifier like a good girl. She really was the perfect baby! The conveyor belt came to a stop at the changing station and scanned Abi, determining the size and thickness of the diaper that would be perfect for her. But Rotom had a rather silly idea. Once her baby was powdered and wiped, Rotom began diapering her baby in as many diapers as she could fit onto her. She giggled as the diapers passed 5 layers, coming to a stop at 8 layers all together. The padding was so thick that it reach Abi's knees, not to mention the fact that she was stuck to crawling for the foreseeable future.

[MingleMonster]

Abi grunted as the conveyor stopped suddenly right in the middle of the station. "Gummblbwm?" She tried to ask rhetorically as a few bars came together over above her head and started to scan downwards, feeling extremely self conscious when it passed over her small breasts and exposed Skitty. The light went away and the machines seemed to be doing something.... She thought this was it, then end, and she was about to get minced or something.

But instead a very different thing happened - She find her legs being lifted up as one of the pillowcases were unfolded just out of her peripheral vision, even as she had her head entirely turned it was just out of the way above her. It seemed to know that she was looking for it too as it went the long way around and slipped it down onto the belt near her legs before she could register to look down, not following it at all. 'What could... They want down there?' She thought to herself, followed by a myriad of uncomfortable images. Her legs were lowered down onto the fluffy garment beneath her, her bottom feeling all of it as it was lain it - It's as if it was designed with her in mind, though that was impossible since they were already there stacked up to begin with. She didn't have much time or ability to check what it actually was aside from tossing a bit as hands came down with a variety of implements on them, ready to act upon her...

"Wagh! Now-fwohmpwhughhee!" She tried to reason with them, her tears welling up again as she continued to try and force the intruder from her lips, starting and stopping at different intervals since it was rather tiring for her to do. The first thing that happened was a hand that came down and pulled a large limp rectangular cloth from it's wrist like a magic trick before placing it onto her lower regions, causing her to jump in a mix of surprise, embarrassment and as a sensation since whatever it was felt very cold and damp. It rubbed her backwards, forwards and all around, her legs getting lifted a bit so it could do the same to her bottom too... What was going on here!? She couldn't help but feel a little bit naughty about it too, her earlier wandering mind mixed with her prone position wasn't helping evade it as she was rubbed, but soon she was able to sigh a little as it went away, only to be replaced with some sort of metal canister. It lifted her bottom again and shook around, making her think it was about to try and do something to her, but she was simply set back down onto whatever this thing was beneath her... Confused yet not too alarmed. At least for a few seconds, until she watched it continue to shake up her front, noticing the snow white substance dusting over her private bits, obscuring both her hairs and her Cloyster in a fine dust, with little bits of her warm skin still showing here and there. That smell... Was that some sort of powder? Wait, baby powder...? things were starting to become clear to her as she gave a few more subconscious attempts to spit out the gag when she was given a dose of reality all at once as the reveal was made.

A hand grabbed the front of the strange pad and lifted it up between her legs, which she tried to fight and struggle against her leg restraints as it did so. It pressed against her lower tummy as more hands cracked open the tapes with subtle adhesive sounds, placing them perfectly against the landing zone... No doubt, she'd just been put in a diaper. "Wummmmmmghff! Whumg-ug-wummbwummgmmhmmMmmm!" She complained and struggled, blushing like mad as embarrassment washed over her, pushing everything else from her mind. 'A diaper? Why? How could they? Why did it... Fit?' She mentally bombarded herself, struggling and whining, little flecks of confused tears running down every now and then, sprinkling against the gentle light as she thrashed her head back and forth.

Then another diaper was brought out, causing her to gulp... Struggling didn't help with that one either as the first one was perforated by a hand that simply had to lay itself atop her padding, little holes being poked throughout the garment effortlessly as it did so. The new diaper hugged around the first one like a glove as it was taped up too, which made the inner one even tighter... Unforgettably so. And then another, and another, and another! With each diaper she grew more and more annoyed, being shoved into so many at once not only felt silly to her but it wasn't doing anything for her embarrassment, it was even more embarrassing than being nude from the waist up! Finally when it seemed to stop diapering her over and again, she looked down at the fluff between her legs. It did it's best to stay concise in it's grip around her, but it was still rather comical, coming down just to the very tops of her knees... She was too prone to see what she could do, but she had a feeling it wasn't much... "Murrgmmbumbblemmmmb." She fussed under her pacifier, her blush seemingly everpink across her face.

[ZillaSmasher]

Once her baby was nice and thickly padded, Rotom gave her baby's padded butt a hard smack to se if she felt anything through all those diapers. She then had the conveyor take Abi to her favorite part of the process, dress up. Baby clothes lined the walls, in all sorts of colors, shapes, and degrees of embaressment. The hand picked out the girliest dress that Rotom could find. Frills covered the bright pink dress and it was so short that it seemed to be made more to show off one's padding rather than cover it. The dress was quickly slipped on to Abi, with matching booties, mittens, and bonnet slipped on soon after.

[MingleMonster]

"Mmmmph!" She whined in shock as her legs were lifted up and a hand struck into her puffy butt with a heavy spank. She did so more out of surprise rather than yelping in pain; Abi's diaper was too thick to really let her feel the force of the extremely hard spank, but she did feel it... She was a sensitive soul, with a sensitive bottom after all. It stung very little though, and she was able to get back to reality pretty quickly afterwards and resume her feeble attempts to escape. If she had anything strong about her, it was her will!

Will wasn't going to do her much good on the conveyor though as she was moved to the next station, spotting tons of clothes all around her in every direction. Some of these clothes didn't look like baby clothes, just being rather cute pieces that she might actually imagine herself in but they were definitely overcast by the overwhelming amount of childish infantwear on the racks, all fanned out so she could see the options available to her, but none for her to choose.

She then realized she hadn't even seen what the diaper itself really looked like, her curiosity getting the better of her as she cast her gaze down at it... But Before she could even bother with that, her restraints let her go only for her to be picked up under her back and lightly tossed into the air, hands grabbing her by her wrists and ankles as she saw clothes whisk around her. "Hmmmmm! Whom!" She shrieked into her pacifier as she was tossed up into the air, finding herself concerned that she was just going to be left to fall down and crumple on the floor. But she was caught, and the rollercoaster feeling started to sway about in her gut as she hung there in their clutches, rustling about in her diaper which the sound of made her blush.

"Mughgumm-hmmmm...." She whined as she was manhandled, the hands putting the clothes onto her like she was some sort of dress up doll, getting the dress, mittens and booties onto her easily, all of which was fastened into place. The bonnet that went onto her head was the last straw for her, causing her to really start to cry in embarrassment. Out of all of the pieces that she was forced into she actually got a pretty good look at that one before it was put on her - It wasn't a full on bonnet like they had in the 'olden days' as her grandfather put it, but something more simple and thin, which went across the top of her head but left most of her hair visible, showcasing her bangs yet still making her look so more more babyish than she would without it in her ensemble. She tried to kick about and struggle again, wondering in the back of her head if it would have been better to just try and scrap with the Tyranitar or whatever it was outside that gave chase... Or if maybe she'd used her head for half a second and properly handled her Trainer tools.

[ZillaSmasher]

The conveyor started up once more, taking Abi to what seemed to be a photo shoot stage. This was Rotom's second favorite part of the babying process. Usually the stage was used to take pictures for the parents of the child staying at then daycare, since every parent could agree that baby pictures were adorable. But today it was all for her and her baby. The arms quickly unstrapped Abi from the belt, having no trouble at all with carrying the squirming and fussing girl to the stage. Once she was set down on the floor, Rotom had a hand grab her Pokedoll from the nursery and set it in her baby's lap, causing her to coo as it created a rather cute squeak.

The arms then began to pose Abi, not even giving her a second to try and get away. Each picture was displayed to both Rotom and Abi once it was taken, showing the girl in all sorts of embarrassing situations. The first few pictures were somewhat mundane, showing Abi crawling around, playing with the baby toys that were scattered across the stage, and snuggling with her Pokedoll. Rotom disregarded the fact that in each picture several mechanical arms were holding Abi in said poses, along with the sulking expression on Abi's face, as she cooed over her adorable baby girl.

[MingleMonster]

Abi was pulled from the ceiling down onto the conveyor belt, but this time wasn't restrained. She landed on it with a thud and immediately started to try and get off, but found that just moving in the diaper she was placed in was tough, and the movements of the belt beneath her definitely weren't helping. She made a few attempts to stand, sort of falling over each time she did so, but she kept on trying like a toddler attempting to gain a foothold into their advanced childhood.... "Ummf!" She fussed, falling down again for the sixth or so time. She was determined to work this out, no matter if the mittens and booties didn't help her at all, and the diaper kept her in a constant waddle! She managed to stand up just so, actually handling a wobbly stance for just a moment before she felt the belt jerk, which threw her onto her diapered butt, causing her dress to fluff about her as well. She pouted and whined, banging her mittened hands on the belt at her sides, kicking her feet lightly in a rapid manner as she threw a miniature tantrum, shortly before she was lain back and restrained just around her waist with two magnet locks being placed at her sides with a belt that went over her middle. She hardly took notice of it though...

Before she even realized it, she was at the photo stage. She didn't know it at first of course in her grumping but the hands scooping her up from the belt got her attention off of her whining and babyish clothing and onto the station she'd ended up at. She looked over the stage and it's colorful backgrounds and floorings, starting to kick, squirm and complain through her muting pacifier as she was brought over that way. She was only set onto the floor for a second, giving her a brief chance to try and crawl away before hands roped her back in and started to pose her in positions, all of which made her blush a little more each time she was shown them, which unfortunately for her only served to make her look more adorable and babyish. "Hmmmmph! Whububummmbum..."She grumbled again, crossing her arms in a pout, which lead to her getting another flash snapshot taken of her pouting.

[ZillaSmasher]

Rotom quickly took a picture of Abi adorably pouting, squealing at just how cute her baby was. But now came the best part, props. A high chair was carried in from the nursery by several mechanical hands and set down upon the stage, with a warm bowl of oatmeal set upon the tray of the chair soon after. Rotom had the oatmeal cooking as soon as her baby was strapped to the conveyor belt, so it was still quite warm and smellled delicious. Abi was then lifted up from the shoulders and put into the high chair, the tray swiftly clicking into place and holding her there until Rotom decided to release her.

The flash of the camera's bulb signaled the beginning of Abi's feeding time. A hand holding a spoon came down from wherever all the hands were stored and scooped up a spoonful of the yummy oatmeal. "Time for numnums! Open wide!" Rotom smiled as her voice was broadcasted from the speakers on the stage, eager to see Abi's reaction to her mommy's voice as the spoon bumped against her paci gag. "Sweetums, you need to open your mouth to eat the yummy numnums. Are you not hungry?"

[MingleMonster]

Abi's pout turned to what looked like pacified blubbering as her eyes began to tear up again from it, knowing that she'd just been caught in the act of actually looking childish on her own accord. She wasn't shown that picture though, or if she was she didn't pay any attention to it as her gaze was fixated on what looked like a highchair being moved into the room... No mistaking it, that's what it was, with a tray following behind it as well as a few other things.

There was a warm, yummy smell that followed all of the equipment which Abi could only place as a lightly-fruity oatmeal, but 'clearly it didn't have any spices in it like cinnamon,which was her favorite way of havi- There are more important things to think about!' She snapped back to it as everything was positioned for her. She saw hands coming straight towards her and put two and two together, putting up her hands and waving them back and forth in a "no" motion while shaking her head, showing her disinterest in wanting to be put in that thing.

"Mmmhmmgumbbummmhmmrummm-hmmmp!" She groaned and disuaded until she let out a squeak from being lifted up, having her arms slightly up actually helped the mechanical arms do their job. She kicked about weakly as she was carried over towards the highchair, being rested into it promptly and feeling it close around her, from the tray to a locking bar that slightly pressed into her diaper. She felt snug down below and in it's own way safe despite how high up she felt, pressing against the tray with her arms to both try and lift herself out of it or to push it apart, both being failures. She whined behind her pacifier as she seemed to give up and slap her hands down onto the table, the bowl of oatmeal being placed shortly after which made her as well as a spoon into said oatmeal which she fixated her gaze on as the picture was snapped.

"Num-um, num-um!" She shook her head again as a hand took a spoonful of the oatmeal mush from the bowl for her... Even if it got the pacifier out, she didn't want to eat the oatmeal! She didn't trust this crazy place at all, it could be spoiled for all she knew! ...Even though it smelled good... In a weird twist of fate she would have opened her mouth if the pacifier wasn't there, but it just seemed like a cruel joke that the spoon clacked against her pacifier gag a few times, as if suggesting that she was just being a stinker and wouldn't eat. She started to flail a bit at the tease with a grumpy face, actually managing to strike the spoon with the back of her hand and almost managed to turn the bowl over as well...

[ZillaSmasher]

Rotom playfully gasped upon Abi throwing her tantrum. "Such a bad baby! Not eating her numnums and trying to make a mess of them! Well, we can't let all this yummy oatmeal so to waist.....so let's do this instead." Hands swarmed Abi, several of which held open the back of her many diapers while one picked up the bowl of warm oatmeal. Rotom took a several pictures of Abi as the oatmeal was poured into her innermost diaper, wanting her baby to see what was happening. "If you don't eat your numnums, they go in your diapee." She stated, the arms letting the diapers snap back to their normal state. The arms then retreated, but not before giving Abi's diapered butt several pats and smacks to mush around the oatmeal. "Only bad babies have oatmeal in their diapees." Rotom scolded. "Good babies eat their numnums and make messies in their diapees."

Once the arms were done mushing around the oatmeal, with several pictures being taken of the event, another arm came down from the ceiling with a huge baby bottle of chocolate milk in it's grasp. "Maybe you're too young for numnums? Open wide for the baba!" The bottle's nipple easily fit into a hole in the paci gag, milk dribbling out of the gag and into Abi's mouth.