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#Post#: 23--------------------------------------------------
Power Outage
By: Cya Date: October 19, 2018, 6:37 am
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The lights flicked throughout the house as the two young adults
stared in awe. Various appliances turned on and off while the
robotic voice struggled to complete sentences. It randomly
stopped and started, sounding like a schizophrenic mind who
couldn't figure out what it wanted to convey to the world.
"What the **** is going on?!"
"The house is having a mental breakdown?" Kevin replied.
"Seriously, if this is Kasey's idea of fixing things, I'd rather
sit in the dark." Eric stated, looking around for their lost
companion.
"Good point, I should've just called customer service. At least
then we wouldn't be standing in the world's worst rave."
A crisp, almost silent mechanism opened about fifty feet away
from the boys, allow an unkown inhabitant access to the house.
Creeping down the corridor, walking with purpose was a metallic
figure which had emerged from the wall. Eric turned around, just
in time to spot the mechanical intruder standing in the ill lit
hallway, glimming in the shuttering light. It made no sound as
it approached the two stunned boys. A corrupted mainframe
dictated it's next course of action as a red beam shone from its
optical slit, scanning from the tips of their shoes to the last
hair that rested on their head.
"What the **** is that thing?!" Eric asked, terror evident in
his voice as he pointed a shaking finger towards the robot.
"Scanning Complete. Protocol ZYXV engaged!"
The declaration of some random, technical jargon caught Kevin's
attention, making him do an about face. He quickly spotted the
machine standing mere feet away from himself and Eric, totally
oblivious to the scan it had preformed on them.
"It's a family friendly Terminator!" Kevin replied
sarcastically. "How the **** should I know what that thing is?"
"That thing was scanning us, bro!"
"****, this better be Kasey's attempt at trying to scare us or
something."
"Trying to?" The blond asked, incredulously. "I'm about to ****
myself!"
"Relax, dude. That thing can't do **** to us. We'll just tell it
to cancel the order." Kevin stepped forward, ready to command
the metallic mannequin that stood before them.
"Be careful!" Eric warned. "The house is still schizo!"
"House Bot!" Kevin stated confidently. "Stand down right now!"
"Protocol cannot be overridden at this time" The machine
answered in a monotone voice.
"What the **** does that mean?!" Kevin started getting a bit
worried, but masked his fear with anger.
"Dude, I think the machine told you off." Eric replied.
"I've heard enough naughty language from the both of you." The
once robotic sounding machine had adopted a more feminine voice,
sounding almost shocking like Kasey. "Now, I think it's time I
get my little girl dressed. These big girl clothes are highly
inappropriate for someone your age!"
"I, ugh." Kevin looked absolutely dumbfounded. Never in a
million years had he expected anyone, man or machine, to utter
such a bizarre and belittling string of words in his direction,
let alone, at him.
"Why-" The blond stopped, trying to draw out his thought. "Why
did it call us girls?" Eric finished, looking towards Kevin for
some type of rational response, or anything to justify this
madness.
"How the **** should I know?!" Kevin finally snapped. "I get
enough **** from random douchebags, making fun of my hair, but
I'm not going to let this oversized vibrator, talk **** on me!"
In a flash of the strobing lights, Kevin lunged at the metallic
being, fist wound up and ready to strike. He sailed through the
air, having used a low seated couch as a catapult. Thankfully,
for the young man, the vaulted ceiling gave him clearance to
preform his mock attack.
Unluckily for him, the machine was not only capable of providing
domestic services, but it was programmed to subdue would be
thieves and burglars. The probability of needing to deploy
defensive measures was astronomically low, but it was programmed
to anticipate any scenario and defend itself, and the house at
all costs. However, the mortality of would be crooks and the
inhabitants of the unit's dwelling were held paramount. All
domestic bots couldn't terminate life, their programming only
allowed them to subdue any trespassers or attackers.
Eric had barely blinked, but in mere seconds, his new buddy had
went from yelling at the machine to being held up by it,
dangling his sneaker clad feet, struggling to kick the metal
plated **** which held him by the arms. The blond didn't know
what to do, should he try and help his new acquiesce or flee?
Should he seek out Kasey? Then again, the robot sounded just
like her. 'She was a Cyborg or something this whole time? Man,
of course the hottest chick I talked to in weeks turned out to
be a robot. Wonder if sge has a robogina.'
While Eric contemplated the moral quandary of literal cyber sex,
and all its odd components, Kevin was hanging like the catch of
the day by the bot's lone hand. The boy stared at the robot,
shouting obscenities at it's silver face plate as he threw his
feet repeatedly at its chassis. However, the machine showed no
emotions or anything to indicate its next move. Unflinching and
determined, the machine brought up it's free hand and, with the
gentlest ease, pinched Kevin's neck with the prick of a powerful
sedatove, only to be used in the most extreme cases of unrest by
a combative human.
"I can't feel my legs!" Kevin screamed at the top of his lungs
as his body went limp. His thoughts were adrift in panic as he
ceased to feel anything at all.
"The ****...?" Eric was pulled from his perverse, man on
machine, forbidden fantasy thanks to his buddy's shouting.
"Kevin, I'm going to get help!"
Kevin couldn't even turn his head, but noticed that he was being
laid on the ground, slowly by his assailant. A beam of light
caused him to shut his eyes. Even with eyes clenched, he could
barely make out a slightly red hue illuminate him. A tinged,
burning scent wafted up to his nose, telling him that something
was being burned. However, before he could figure out what that
was, a cool air hit his hairless thighs.
His eyes instantly opened, looking down as much as his head
would allow. He noted that the robot was peeling his once
pristine skinny jeans from his legs, much like how string cheese
is eaten. Still, the robot was not done, a ripping sound soon
followed as the boy's boxer shorts were removed.
"Such a strange choice of clothing today, Kasey." The feminine
automaton clucked.
"I'm not Kasey!" Kevin barked.
The **** young man couldn't help but wonder why this thing
thought of him as Kasey. 'Did this thing get fried that hard or
is this like her personal assistant or something?'
A fluttering and crinkling noise pulled Kevin from his thoughts
just in time to see a shining, rectangle of pink plastic pop out
of the robot's midsection, much like a can of coke comes out of
a vending machine.
"The hell is that thing!?" Kevin demanded, but he didn't have to
wait long to see what it was.
With a flick of the robot's wrist, the pink piece of plastic
unfurled, taking the shape of a massive hourglass, complete with
girly designs plastered across the entire thing. Kevin's mind
went blank. 'It couldn't be. **** looks like what my niece
wears!"
"Let's get widdle Kasey into her diapee!"
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Re: Power Outage
By: Cya Date: October 19, 2018, 7:58 am
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*Request For Protocol Dismissal Not Acknowledged*
#Post#: 29--------------------------------------------------
Re: Power Outage
By: Cya Date: October 21, 2018, 6:49 pm
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A cold breeze kicked up dust accross a desolate patch of land,
which had been graded by the construction equipment that sat
idle. Clouds rolled over the real estate development where one
fully furnished dwelling, a show house, stood. However, despite
its minimalist exterior and modern design, the contents of this
house were rather futuristic: cutting edge devices were
strategically placed throughout the model home. These gadgets
promised to deliver comforts and automation beyond anything
mankind had yet seen.
In front of the building stood two impatient men, boys really.
Each was just shy of being twenty. One had a crop of blond hair
which reached his petite shoulder blades. The other had a
stylish emo hair cut, one eye obscured from sight with a streak
of blue at the ends of the chopped up strands of hair.
The two older teen's chatted amongst each other while waiting
for the technician who was supposed to meet them. Once he
arrived, he would engage the testing of the features of the
household. Regardless of that, the boys cared more about getting
paid once the tests were completed.
"Man, when's this guy supposed to get here?" The black haired
boy, named Kevin, asked in an annoyed tone, shivering from the
cold.
"I dunno, but this is weak. We got here on time and now this
clown is lagging." The blond with the shaggy mop whined like a
petulant child.
"I know, man. Wish I brought a hoodie or something." Kevin
replied.
"Shit, I wish we could get lit while we wait, but I ran out the
other night." The blond explained.
"I'd smoke a bowl with you, got some in my car, but who knows if
this guy will be a hard ass about it. I didn't even blaze
because it's the potent stuff."
"Shoot, good point. I don't want to go home broke just for
smelling too dank." The blond smiled as Kevin chuckled.
"Shit, man. After we finish here, I'll blaze you out if you're
down. Just throw me a fiver."
"Eh, are they going to pay us straight cash or what?" The blond
scratched his head.
"Doubt it. I just meant that you could cash your check and pull
some money out of the ATM. Throw me a five and we'd be even."
Kevin elaborated.
"Yeah, sure thing." The blond looked up at the interior of the
porch, a mock stone pillar stood next to the two, supporting the
second story.
"You don't think that they got cameras or like, audio devices up
there do you?" Kevin looked at the blond with a blank face.
"Uhhh, don't be paranoid, Eric. Besides, we're sober. They can't
say shit."
"True." Eric instantly felt better. Kevin made a good point.
They were just chilling, waiting for this tech guy to show up
and let them test out the house. Not like they we're getting
drunk or something stupid on their property.
"Sweet!" Kevin pointed towards the lone road which dissected the
wide open development. A white van appeared out of seemingly no
where. It was fairly quiet and pulled into the driveway.
"I think he's here, bro." Eric and Kevin's spirits finally
lifted. The sooner they could begin the tests, the sooner they'd
get paid and could leave.
However, much to the teen's surprise, a beautiful young red head
stepped out of the driver's side door. She was of average
height, about the same size and weight as the boys. Her vivid
red hair draped across her shoulders, contrasting with her white
coat.
"Damn." Kevin whispered to Eric.
"I know, dude." Eric replied, almost dumbfounded, completely
caught off guard by this woman. He had expected some old dude,
hairy fat guy or some combination of the two.
"Good afternoon." The redhead greeted. "Kevin and Eric, right?"
"Yeah, I'm Eric." The blond smiled a dumb little grin,
intoxicated by the woman's perfume.
"I'm Kasey." The technical minded woman smiled at the boy with
the emo hair.
"And that must mean that you're Kevin?"
"Yeah, I am." The nineteen year old stated, a little more level
headed than his new buddy. "So, like, you want us to test out
this place, right?"
"Yep, and I've noted that you've agreed to all the waivers and
such, but I need you to sign this disclosure form." Kasey pulled
out two pieces of paper from within her coat.
"What are we agreeing to by signing this?" Eric asked, starting
to think clearly again.
"It says that you both agree not to tell anyone about what you
see inside. You know, we got to protect our trade secrets."
Kasey explained. What she didn't tell them was that the papers
held a clause which vaguely eluded to the fact that the
corporation would not be held liable for any malfunctions that
caused the boys injuries, or even death.
"For sure." Eric answered.
"Makes sense." Kevin added, as he signed the paper with the pen
that Kasey handed him. Eric grabbed the pen from Kevin's hand
and jotted down his signature.
"Good." Kasey smiled, "Everything looks to be in order." The
technician put the papers away. "Let's get out of the cold and
into the house."
Kasey pulled out a small laser pointer and shined it onto a
small, black surface on the front door. It was a tiny square,
barely an inch by an inch in diameter. Suddenly, the door opened
automatically.
*Welcome home, technician three seventeen*
A sleek, humanoid voice greeted Kasey.
"Not bad, sounds better than Alexa." Kevin smirked.
"Yeah, beats the average robotic voice you hear on Google." Eric
said, not wanting to be out done by Kevin. It was silly, but the
two young men were engaging in the timeless act of trying to
impress the fairer sex. However, they both failed to realize
that this slightly older lady was not interested in them. She
may of been in her mid twenties, but that didn't mean she was
into guys that were probably fresh out of high school.
"Thanks, I didn't design the voice, but I am glad to hear that
it's a pleasant enough tone. You'll be hearing her all day."
Kasey stepped into the living room, leading her male companions.
"So, do you like, monitor our reactions or how is this going to
go down?" Kevin asked.
"Basically, I'm here in case something needs adjusting or if a
glitch happens. We've tested this system a million times in a
closed environment, but this is the first test where the house
is actually out in the literal elements. For instance, I'll be
monitoring the power consumption and other variables to ensure
that everything goes according to plan."
"What happens if the storm knocks out power? We're not trapped
in here, are we?' Eric asked.
"Good question. Depending on what exactly happens, I can call HQ
and they'll activate the remote generator to power everything.
It's in the prototype stage. In the future, this house, and the
rest, will just run back up power automatically." Kasey stated.
"Why isn't the generator always hooked up to the house?" Kevin
wondered aloud.
"Well, to be honest, it's to test our remote systems. In fact,
that'll probably be the last thing that we test. HQ said that
they would simulate a blackout to test it."
"Okay, cool." Eric nodded.
A loud crack pierced the sky above as the thunder clapped,
jarring the trio out of their calm conversation. The boys looked
startled by the unexpected noise as the room descended into
darkness. A low hum was heard as the house tried to stay online.
"Shit, I thought it wasn't going to rain until tonight!" Kasey
was slightly annoyed by the power going out.
"Yeah, what's with the thunder?" Eric added.
"The storm must've blown in earlier than calculated." Kasey
sighed and went for her phone which normally rested in her
pocket, only to find it missing. "Shit!" She exclaimed. "I left
my cell in the van."
Kevin noticed that the calm demeanor which Kasey carried herself
with was broken by the fact that she didn't have her phone and
the power had gone out. It was interesting, to the young man, to
see how people reacted to minor annoyances. However, had he
known that her phone was the only way to get them out of the
house, he may of respected the nature of the situation that was
rapidly developing.
"Okay, I have an idea. I'll go manually activate the back up
generator since I can't contact HQ."
Kasey was starting to head down the hall when Kevin called out
to her. "You can use my phone."
"I appreciate it, but it'd probably take longer to wait on hold.
We could end up waiting an hour to get the right people on the
line" Kasey lamented. "I'll just manually start the back up
power. Thanks for the offer though."
Kasey began to walk deeper into the house, hoping that she could
fix this. The last thing she wanted was to end up trapped in
here all day with these guys. 'Hell, I'm practically babysitting
these guys, but I want to be the...' Kasey shook her head,
trying to rid herself of those thoughts. She had to maintain her
composure and think professionally.
A hallway opened up to the garage and a door stood between the
technician and the generator. 'Shit, I hope they don't go
snooping around. If they find my stash, I'd just die.' Kasey
knew that she should have removed everything related to her
shameful kink, but she didn't want to abandon her private
fortress of infantile delights sooner than she had to. Having an
automated system literally pamper her was a dream come true and
she wasn't quite ready to let it go.
"Here we are." Kasey pulled off a panel of the wall, exposing
the black, cylindrical device which sat on the ground inside the
wall. It was an odd set up, mostly because it only allowed
enough room for one person to fiddle with the generator. Still,
it had to be compact, the suburban homes couldn't waste space in
their layouts. Despite the crampt quarters, Kasey got to work
plugging in a few wires and typing a code into the key pad which
would turn on the slumbering generator. A low hum came from the
device.
"Eureka!" Kasey shouted as the lights turned on in the garbage.
*BOOM*
A blue flash engulfed the entire house thanks to a direct hit
with a lightning bolt. The house absorbed the energy like a
sponge, but the internal systems were thrown offline. Kasey had
covered her head, ducking down, due to the shock wave which had
scared her half to death. While she huddled by the generator,
she had no idea that the house was rebooting, and that the
program she had designed for her private fetish would override
the traditional programming.
To Be Continued...
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Re: Power Outage
By: Cya Date: November 15, 2018, 2:41 am
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Kevin tried to the best of his ability to wriggle, to resist and
get away from the insane machine which held the infantile
plastic garment mere inches away from his crotch. His attempts
at rebellion proved fruitless as the robot grabbed his ankles
with one of its robotic hands, hoisting his limp legs up off of
the carpet. A liberal dusting of talcum powder came out of the
robot's mouth, which both startled and repulsed the young man.
He didn't want this crazed robot anywhere near his manhood.
The robot cooed nonsensical gibberish as it rubbed in the powder
all over his balls and penis. Kevin cringed as his cock started
to grow hard by the touch of the machine's fake hand. He was
ashamed to mention it but it had been a month since he had
gotten laid due to the fact that he had broken up with his ex
girlfriend. Obviously, the feel of someone else's hand was a
welcome sensation.
'At least Allyssa isn't here to see this...' Kevin thought as
the robot continued to work.
Satisfied with the amount of powder that coated the young man's
groin, the machine pulled the massive diaper over his stiff
****, sealing it underneath the thick disposable. A few tapes
were pushed down, sealing the diaper shut and trapping the boy
into his new plastic prision. However, the robot was not
finished. It spat out a pair of translucent pink plastic pants
with large, girlish frills from it's midsection. Kevin whined
and pleaded, but the oversized tin can could care less and he
found the see through plastic panties drawn up over his bulbous
diapered butt.
After pulling the pink monstrosity into place, the robot leaned
down, getting close to Kevin's face. The thoroughly embarrassed
and freaked out boy clenched his shut when the metallic nanny's
mouth slit opened. He didn’t have any idea what the robot had in
store for him, but he chose to exercise the only liberty his
body was left able to preform, closing his eyes and praying that
this whole thing was just a bad dream.
A small cylindrical shaped object, possibly a mock tongue, poked
out of the robot's "mouth" and started sprayed a very fine mist
of make up. Kevin could hear a slight hiss and feel something
being applied to his face by the house bot. The smell was faint,
but familiar, smelling almost like something his female
relatives would wear. 'Is this thing spraying me with perfume?
Why would it spray my face with perfume?'
Finally, the metallic intruder finished air brushing the boy's
face with a blend of make up and strategically placed blush
beneath his eaye. The blush really allowed his cheek bones to
stand out. Next, the robot leaned even closer as the tip of the
spraying mechanism changed to a lipstick applicator. Kevin could
feel the robot trace the contract of his lips, slowly and
purposely, but had no clue as to what the robot was doing to
him.
The robot studied the frightened diaper boy's face fora moment,
scanning it. A notification popped up on its facial scanner that
the boy it called Kasey wasn't wearing any eye shadow. Another,
"low priority" notification told the house bot that this was not
Kasey, but due to the glitch in the system, the robot quickly
disregarded the newfound information that the scan had delivered
it. Besides, the machine determined that it ultimately didn't
matter who it was diapering and dressing up. It's primary
mission statement was to ensure that the recipient, in this case
"Baby Kasey", was to experience the most girly and frilliest
adult babyhood ever.
Kevin could feel a new sensation as a brush was little ran over
his closed eye lids. At this point the terrified young man knew
that the machine was putting eye shadow onto him. When he was
just a boy in high school, he recalled wearing eye shadow when
he was going through his emo phase, but quit when he graduated.
Sure, he still wore streaks of blue in his hair, but the make up
was a bit much and limited the amount of action he could get
from the opposite sex.
*Beautification Complete* The feminine voice declared.
Kevin opened his eyes and was surprised to see his own
reflection thanks to a mirror which had been held up in front of
his face by the robot. Again, the young man had messed around
with eye shadow, but he never wore lipstick, certainly not the
fire red lipstick that failed to match the bubble gum pink blush
which adorned his cheeks. He honestly felt like a child's doll,
dolled up and ready to be played with.
'Seriously?! What the hell is wrong with this piece of crap?!'
Kevin couldn't help but feel like a massive sissy, thanks to the
make up and giant pink diaper he wore.
While he wondered why the malfunctioning machine had diapered
and painted his face, the machine forced his hands into fists,
catching his attention. His numb, limp hands were pushed into
huge mittens, almost the size of boxing gloves. The tight pink
PVC mittens were meant deny him any movement of his hands. Sure,
it was overkill since Kevin was already number from the neck
down, but Kasey loved being helpless during her baby time and
the machine always followed the protocol laid out by its
mistress without fail. Next, Kevin saw his feet being tied into
thick, matching pink baby booties.
All Kevin could do was groan angrily while the robot started
snapping pictures of him in his new diaper and matching babyish
articles of clothing. He couldn't help but worry about who the
pictures were for. If they ended up on the Internet, he could
pretty much kiss his social life goodbye.
'I hope Eric finds Kasey and turns this fucking machine off!'
To Be Continued...
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Re: Power Outage
By: Cya Date: December 28, 2018, 5:56 am
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While Kevin was being dressed by the malfunctioning machine,
Eric had fled from the living room, promising to get help. The
blond with the shaggy mop was going from room to room, hoping to
find Kasey. He started in a room which was seemingly empty save
for some furniture from a big box store and a mattress. He
looked around and even checked the closet before leaving,
figuring that if Kasey knew about this robot, she was probably
hiding from it like he should be doing.
Still, he knew that he couldn't just give up and let Kevin be
this insane android's doll. Not only would that be a very
chicken **** thing to do, but deep down inside, Eric knew that
he'd probably be next if he couldn't find a way to stop the
overloaded machine.
Two more rooms, and three minutes later yielded no Kasey or
anything resembling an "off" switch for the machine. Eric stood
in the hallway, fighting his growing anxiety while he heard
occasional groans and cooing coming from the living room. This
mixture of sounds did nothing to alleviate his nerves as it
continually bombarded his ears. When he felt like he was on the
verge of a panic attack, he had an epiphany!
'Kasey said something about a generator!' Eric realized that the
only place that would house a generator would be the garage!
The teen ran out of the hall and into the garage, looking around
wildly for anything that remotely looked like a generator. He
searched under selves and throughout a storage cabinet, but
found nothing. He even opened each washer and drying, hoping
that maybe, just maybe, they were designed to look like
appliances, but we're secretly generators. Sadly, they were just
normal laundry room machines.
Eric held back his anger, not wanting to shout and alert the
robot to his location, but he felt his rage build up and release
itself as a stout kick to the wall. Suddenly, a panel of the
wall recoiled back and rolled into the structure, revealing a
very shaken Kasey, who had herself knees up to her chest while
her arms were wrapped around her legs. She looked up like a deer
caught in the headlights.
"Is everything okay? Where's Kev-"
Before Kasey could finish her question, Eric cut her off, just
thinking about Kevin caused him to erupt in anger.
"You're **** kidding me, right?"
"The house has experienced a massive glitch, but if we just wait
until the evening, my supervisor should send someone out here to
fix this situation." Kasey explained, startled by how upset Eric
was.
"No ****, there's a glitch!" The blond replied. "The robot is
like, dressing Kevin up like a girl and was talking- like it was
using your name and thinks we're both girls!" Eric struggled to
explain what he had witnessed.
"I-" Kasey was at a loss for words. She knew that things had
rebooted and that she wasn't qualified to fix the system since
it had taken a direct hit from a lightning strike, but her ****
nanny was now unleashed and, according to the angry stoner in
front of her, it was fulfilling her commands on Kevin. She could
say nothing, her body was awash in a mixture of shame, terror
and arousal. She knew that if she couldn't stop her nanny bot,
her little secret would get out.
"Kasey, what the **** are we supposed to do?" Eric finally
asked.
"I don't know what to do." Kasey offered weakly.
"Why does that thing think Kevin's you?" Eric couldn't help but
ask, letting curiosity get the better of him.
"Each house comes with a personal robotic butler and I use that
one as a sort of personal assistant. The power surge must've
scrambled the machines visual components..."
"Okay." Eric thought for a moment. "That doesn't explain why it
shot Kevin and is putting him in a diaper."
"That's-" Kasey suddenly pictured the emo looking young man in
one of her pink diapers.
"You sure it isn't like, a sex bot or something?" Eric's deviant
mind threw out the first thing he could think of. Ironically
enough, he had no clue how right he was.
"No."
Thinking on her toes, Kasey quickly came up with a somewhat
logical response.
"The power surge must've activated a subroutine which comes as
an option for households that have babies."
"Umm, what?"
"Basically, its nanny bot function was activated and has taken
over, causing it to think Kevin is a baby that the owner's of
the house want taken care of." Kasey explained.
"Well, I got bad news then." Eric looked down at Kasey, pity
evident in his eyes. "The robot thinks you're a baby."
"I see." Kasey stared at the wall in front of her. Yeah, she had
managed to sell a pothead her explanation for what happened, but
she knew her boss could easily have one of the programmers go
through the robot once she and the guys had been freed from the
house. Once that happens, her job was history. Regardless of her
future, she knew that she had to do something or else they'd all
be diapered and babied by her short circuiting babysitter.
"Can you do anything to stop it?" Eric asked, worry growing in
his voice as he looked down at the once confident woman on the
floor.
"I really don't know what I can do." The redhead got to her feet
before looking at Eric. "I mean, I could turn off the power, but
the robot has an internal battery which can last for a full
thirty six hours. Turning off the power won't stop it."
"****!" Eric whined. "I don't want to end up like Kevin!"
A metallic clanking sound echoed from the interior of the house,
coming closer.
"I think it activated the hands." Kasey said weakly.
Suddenly, a silver tendril shot out of the slightly open door,
snaking it's way through the air, searching for a target. It
grabbed Eric by his t-shirt and pulled him off his feet.
"Holy ****!" He shrieked as he was dragged backwards towards the
house.
"Kasey! Save me!"
Not knowing what else to do, Kasey punched in the code to shut
the door to the generator, sealing herself back inside the small
closet sized enclosure.
Eric couldn't believe his eyes. She had literally went back into
that room, hiding from the metal monster that was hell bent on
babying them all. As he was being dragged from the garage and
back into the house, he shouted out to Kasey. "You ****!"
The robot reeled in it's arm, content and happy to see that it
had snagged another baby, another Kasey. Once fully reeled in,
the machine held Eric up in front of it, leaving the teen to
dangle off of the floor. Robotic eyes scanned Eric and noted
that he wasn't quite the same as the new Kasey it had just
dressed. The deranged autonomous neighborhood would fix that in
due time.
"Such naughty language and, on top of that, you aren't in the
proper clothing for a girl your age, Kasey."
Eric was scared by the red eyes staring at him, seemingly
capturing his every feature and logging it into a digital
database. Still, he didn't want to go down without a fight.
"**** you!" The blond barked, trying to sound tough as he hung
in the air by the robot's hand.
The next thing the robot said caused Eric's hot blooded bravado
to instantly melt away. "Baby isn't allowed to fornicate
anything. We'll have to activate the chastity device for naughty
Kasey."
To Be Continued...
#Post#: 118--------------------------------------------------
Re: Power Outage
By: Cya Date: January 16, 2019, 3:40 pm
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"Chastity?"
Eric practically whispered in confusion.
The young adult had heard the term in church a few times and
never exactly knew what it meant. He assumed that it was
something that only girls practiced since it was all about
preserving purity or some such nonsense. Regardless of what the
definition of the word meant, Eric knew that he wanted nothing
to do with it.
A red light shot out from the android's eyes, cutting through
the teen's clothing like a knife through butter. Eric
practically pissed himself in fear as he hung there, still as a
mouse, while the robot removed his clothing with the precision
of a surgeon. With each pass of the laser, a new piece of
clothing fell to the floor, leaving the blond feeling the
coolness of the air.
Finally, the robot stopped, leaving the blond who hung from its
grip grateful that the beam of energy had no effect on his skin.
"O-okay!" The naked young man stammered.
"I get the point! I won't cuss!"
The short circuiting babysitter ignored its newest charge,
opting to preform and another scan on his genitals.
"Diameter and circumference noted. Processing materials. Please
wait."
Eric cocked his eyebrow as the sinister sounding robot stated
its next move with the chilling voice of an emotionless machine.
'Why did it scan my junk?'
Suddenly, the robot's midsection glowed along its seems, much
like a xerox machine, as a humming sound emanated from within
the metallic being.
"The f-" Eric cut himself off, not wanting to piss off the robot
anymore with his choice of words.
An oddly cheerful dinging sound signaled that the robot had
completed whatever task it was doing and, using its free arm,
the nefarious nanny bot opened its midsection.
Eric was caught off guard as the inside chamber of the robot
glowed with a light so bright that it almost blinded him. He
closed his eyes, hoping to avoid damaging his sight.
"Process complete. Applying chastity device."
The robot's voice caused Eric to open his eyes and that's when
he saw a bright pink knub of sorts that had a bar behind the
main structure of the tiny device. It was about the size of his
thumb and looked like a spherical deadbolt lock. In fact, it
kind of reminded him of the lock he had to use for Physical
Education class back in high school.
'What the fuck is that thing supposed to do?'
Eric didn't have long to think about the strange device since
the robot wasted no time grabbing his cock and balls, holding
them firmly, yet gently enough not to harm the nineteen year
old. Air escaped from his mouth at this unwelcome intrusion of
his personal space. Sure, being manhandled by a robot was bad
enough, but he preferred it to whatever the hell it wanted to do
to his privates.
"Let go of my junk, man!"
"I will do not such thing until you're properly secured."
The robot stated, leaving the young man even more confused by
its intent.
A cold stiff plastic was slowly brought over his average sized
penis. Eric chose not to look at what the deranged machine was
doing, preferring to think that this was all just a nightmare.
It wasn't until a small rod went behind the base of his ball
sack and clicked into place, that he realized that this was
truly happening. Once he heard and felt this fiendish cock cage
secured around his manhood, he knew exactly what the robot
meant. He really wouldn't be fucking anything until the robot
decided to free him from the plastic sheath.
"Chastity device secured. Task at fifty percent completion."
"Fifty percent? I only have one cock!"
Eric whined.
The robot lowered the bewildered teen to the floor, his skin
meeting the soft carpet of the living room. As he laid on the
floor, forced into place by the strength of the robot, he
started to feel mentally fatigued by the whole situation. Here
he was, basically at the mercy of a deranged, oversized C3P0 and
the only person who could've helped him had abandoned him,
hiding in a cubby hole, like a coward. However, things were only
just beginning to get worse for him when he noticed that the
nanny bot was holding an odd, atom bomb shaped....thing.
"Please!" Eric begged. "I'll be good!"
"I know you will, Kasey, but nanny has to plug your pussy so
that no naughty boys can fuck you."
The blond's eyes went wide. He knew that it was pointless, but
he had to resist, he had to try to break free from this metallic
monster before that oversized radish was shoved up his ass!
Eric flailed wildly, kicking at the machine, trying to knock it
off balance or, at the very least, get it to release him so he
could get up and run. All his efforts were for nothing as the
crazed machine merely summoned a few extra arms from beneath
it's armpits. It was like a spider of sorts, a robotic spider.
Still. That was the only word that could describe the blond,
teenaged stoner's body once the robot had him pinned to the
floor, right where it wanted him. He could only whine as he
watched the oddly shaped device get closer to his lower half. As
soon as it was out of sight, he could feel the cone shaped tip
press against his tight hole. His virgin asshole wasn't ready
for what came next as the robot slowly twisted the cone back and
forth, easing it in as gently as it could.
"I-It's too big!"
"P-Please!"
"Stop!"
The nanny bot once again ignored the teen's cries as it
continued to press the butt plug deeper into the blond's ass,
manoeuvring it until it breached his hold, sliding into place as
the teen gasped and wriggled at the intruder entering him.
It took only twenty seconds, but to Eric, it felt like hours,
but finally, the anal invasion was over. It was an
indescribable sensation, but if Eric had to use only one word to
sum up how he felt at that moment, it would be "full". The plug
filled his ass entirely, stretching it to the very brink and
leaving the blond feeling like he had to take a massive dump.
"There. Isn't that better? You're naughty pussy is all blocked
up. Now, let's get you into a nice, thick diaper."
The idea of being diapered didn't seem so bad to Eric compared
to what he had just endured, but once the robot held up his new
diaper, he suddenly realized that this was only going to get
worse before it got any better.
To Be Continued...
#Post#: 161--------------------------------------------------
Re: Power Outage
By: Cya Date: February 28, 2019, 11:50 am
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Eric stared at the unraveled hourglass. It looked like no
medical diaper he had ever seen before. Spiraling along the
sides of the plastic abomination were pink lines, all
interweaving amongst each other. However, his eyes were drawn to
the landing strip, the flat panel the crazy robot held the
diaper by. It was adorned with little crowns, unicorns and all
manner of girlish insignia.
Even though the malfunction machine gave the bewildered stoner a
moment to stare at the garment that would seal away his already
caged **** away from the world, it wasted no time diapering him.
With unmatched strength and speed, the deranged robot had the
blond's legs up, practically pinned to his chest as it blasted
his bare ass and balls with a healthy dusting of baby power,
coating his nether region white. Some of the dust blew towards
the stoner's face, causing Eric to cough like he took a massive
bong hit.
His unwanted babysitting bot cooed at him in a sickeningly sweet
tone as it lifted him into a hug, patting his back until the boy
ceased his coughing fit. Once Eric regained his composure, the
machine laid him back and pulled the diaper up from beneath him
his bottom, quickly taping it into place, another layer of
"protection" to ensure that he didn't get into any trouble. At
least, that's what the robot told him as checked the leak guards
before it patted his bulbous crotch.
"That's much better, huh Kasey?"
The blond didn't know what to say. Much of the fight had
literally been forced from him due to the diapering. That
coughing fit had caused his body to turn red and he was still
regaining his breathing. In what was probably his smartest move
of the day, the teen nodded his head in agreement, hoping to
keep the nanny in a good mood. Even though it hurt his pride to
agree with this deranged hunk of junk, at least he didn't say
anything out loud.
"That's my good girl. I'm going to get you dressed and then you
and your sister can spend some time playing in the virtual world
you're so fond of!"
Eric didn't know what to make of that statement, but he realized
that it couldn't be that bad. After all, it was probably some
harmless virtual reality program that the house had made for the
kids that would live here. Regardless of what the robot had in
mind for him and kevin, he didn't have long to think about it as
the machine started dressing the blond boy.
The other diapered sissy boy, laying in his new bassinet,
thought about this new piece of information. Kevin knew that, if
this domestic house bot could be corrupted, then what was
stopping a virtual program from being perverted? Then again,
Kevin was in the same mindset as Eric, it couldn't be as bad as
what they had both been put through. 'Shit, at least I won't
have to lay here bored if I'm going into a VR sim.'
After a few minutes the nanny bot lowered a mirror in front of
Eric, allowing him to see what the robot did to him. On his
knees, bottom up, he could see his reflection staring back: he
noticed his blond pig tails with pink tips, smokey eyes and a
pale foundation complemented the healthy amount of blush that
brought out his cheeks gazing back at him. He noticed with a
grimace that even his lips were a perfect shade of bubble gum
pink, swollen thanks to the special lipstick it had painted on
them.
The robot forced him to his feet, allowing him to take in his
new dress whoch was a stiff hard plastoc, covering his upper
body like a thick cocoon of PVC. It was a rather simple pink
plastic sissy dress, with a matching corset, that stopped right
below his belly button. Beneath the hem of the hideous reject of
fashion, his diaper stood proudly, announcing to the world that
he wasn't just a crossdresser, but a little baby sissy. 'If only
this ugly thing covered that damn diaper...' Eric winced as he
lowered his hands in an attempt to cover the pink and white
diaper, discovering that they both were covered in pink ball
mittens, rendering them completely useless
"Now, stop playing with your diaper, Kasey. I have to get you
and your sister ready for the beauty pageant while I search for
your other naughty sister, Kasey."
"She's hiding in the garage." Eric ratted on the woman who, in
his mind, deserved to be caught and dolled up. She had the power
to fix everything but instead of trying to help, she was hiding
away from the problem like a giant baby. 'If anyone deserved to
be diapered, it was her!'
"Good girl!" The malfunctioning machine praised the blond
stoner, strapping the VR device onto his head.
Kevin whimpered behind his pacifier gag, pissed that Eric told
that stupid robot where to find Kasey.. Sure, Kasey basically
abandoned them, but she was their last hope. 'That fucking
dumbass just doomed us if Kasey gets caught!'
"Now, now. Hush baby girl." The robot stated as it put the VR
device on Kevin's head. "It's time to play beauty queen!"
To Be Continued...
#Post#: 175--------------------------------------------------
Re: Power Outage
By: Cya Date: March 20, 2019, 7:31 am
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Kevin and Eric's vision was enveloped by a blanket of darkness
as the simulation came to life. A few seconds passed before the
black screen turned into a sea of pixelation that quickly grew
more vibrant and clear as the new reality came into focus around
the two teens. It was akin to someone switching the graphic
settings from low to high on a top of the line computer game,
but that's where the similarities ceased as the program created
an amazingly lifelike and real recreation of a preforming arts
venue. Row after row of seats appeared, flanked by aisles for
would be patrons to find their seat.
"Woah!" Eric spoke aloud as he marvelled at how vivid and real
his surroundings looked. He looked down at himself and was happy
to see that he was back in his regular clothing, free of the
overwhelming feminine attire he was just moments ago forced to
wear.
Kevin was experiencing a similar state of awe and disbelief. It
was almost like he had never stepped foot into that damn house
and was at some random performance hall. Deep down, some part of
him wished that this was real. At least in virtual reality he
was dressed normally.
"Dude?!" Eric cried out in shock due to the hundreds of other
people simultaneously appearing all around him. "Where are we?!"
"It's just a VR sim. A fucking great one, but still- It's all
gotta be fake..." Kevin paused and reached out to touch one of
the random people. However, before he could test his theory, a
loud voice interupted his inquiry.
"Are you little ladies lost?" A womanly voice asked, rich with
an authoritarian tilt.
"Wha-" Eric was caught off guard by the woman standing directly
behind him. She looked like a mixture of a typical soccer mom
and playboy centerfold.
"What are you tripping on? It's not even re-"
Kevin looked behind him and found himself face to face with what
could easily be the hottest woman he had ever seen. Like the
sirens of old, he found himself instantly mesmerized by her
beauty.
"How may I help you?" Kevin asked, trying to sound helpful
despite the fact that this woman was just a figment of the
virtual world.
"That's much better." The woman praised the dark haired boy. "If
you want to help me, please follow me and bring your little
friend."
Without hesitation Kevin grabbed Eric by the wrist and pulled
him along as he followed after the middle aged mother he'd like
to fuck.
The trio made their way down the aisle and past the indifferent
crowd. Everyone seemed to be chatting amongst thenselves as they
waited for the show to begin. None of the digital denizens
seemed to be paying any mind or attention to the two boys and
the woman. After about a minute, Kevin and Eric were lead
towards a door that was near by the main stage. This was where
the older woman stopped, opening the door and gesturing for
Kevin and Eric to go in.
"Right this way."
"Sure thing!"
"But what's in there?"
Eric stopped, planting his sneaker clad feet onto the tiled
surface, not wanting to go any further until he at least got an
answer to his question.
"Your little friend is starting to annoy me." The woman stated
in an exasperated tone before continuing. "We don't have time
for stupid questions. Just go inside and I'll be right behind
you."
"Yes, ma'am!" Kevin replied with a smile, yanking with all of
his might on Eric's arm, bringing the blond teen tumbling
forward until the two teens fell past the treshold of the room.
Without warning, the door slammed shut behind them, trapping
them inside.
"What the fuck, bro?" Eric whined as he rubbed his sore ass.
"You're the one being a little bitch!" Kevin shot back. "Now
that chick isn't going to come in here and let us fuck her!"
An all encompassing female laugh whirled around the boys,
echoing throughout the empty space, laughing like she had heard
the funniest joke of her entire life. The woman who had ushered
them into the room suddenly appeared in front of them once more,
literally materializing out of thin air.
"You think I'd let a pair of little girls like you fuck me?" She
asked in a condescending tone. "I prefer my men built like
Arnold Schwarzenegger, not limp wristed ladies like you."
All of a sudden the room flicked and glitched for a brief moment
before returning to its former high definition state. However,
the once barren room was now filled with dozens of other young
man, all slender and nude saved for their cock cages and train
bras. Each one was busy with doing their make up as they stood
in front of mirrors which lined the walls. A literal wall of
frilly dresses flanked the row of boys, each dress waiting to be
picked out and worn.
"What the fuck?!"
"Dude, this is like, worse than a gay porn." Eric stated as he
looked up at Kevin who was struggling to keep it together. Out
of nowhere the blond stoner felt his button lift off of the cold
wooden floor as his underwear was literally inflating. "Umm, I
don't want to say anything, but we're back in diapers again..."
"No, not this again!" Kevin practically screamed as he pawed at
his pink princess themed pamper.
"Why do those guys get to be naked and we got to wear diapers?"
Eric asked the strange woman who was grinning an ear to ear
smile.
"Maybe because they're not little baby girls that can't keep
their pathetic cocks from wetting their panties."
As if on cue, both Eric and Kevin started to piss their pampers.
The blond merely sat there while his diaper bulged outwards,
absorbing the puddle he was producing like a sponge. Kevin, on
the other hand, was growing even more upset and dismayed by the
fact that his bladder had seeming given up on him without a
warning. It was bad enough that this chick was talking shit on
him for his feminine physique, but now his body was literally
acting like the toddler she had deemed him as.
"You two princesses going to sit there or does mommy have to
dress you too?"
Eric and Kevin both looked at each other, not sure what was
worse. The very idea of actually, willfully, picking out dresses
and putting them on seemed far worse than being forced into
them. At least, when someone was forcing you to do something,
you could tell yourself that you had no choice; you were forced
to do it. However, having to be dressed by someone else was
practically admitting that you weren't mature enough to do it
yourself, thus proving that you were too imature to do a simple
task.
Like much of the events of this terrible day, Kevin came to the
conclusion that he truly had no choice, no freedom to decide his
fate in the matter. No matter which "choice" he picked, he would
still end up dressed like an overgrown baby doll which is
exactly what the house seemingly wanted. He was just a pawn in
this chess game of perversion after all. As such, he gave the
woman an answer.
"Dress me."
"What was that, little Kasey?" The woman put her hand up to her
ear. "Speak up, mommy can't hear you."
"DRESS ME DAMN IT!"
A rambunctious bout of laughter came from the effeminate and
emasculated boys who were currently getting dressed. For
whatever reason, Kevin and Eric had gone unnoticed by the skinny
boys until now. A few pointed while laughing at the baby
sissies. Despite the fact that they were all apart of this
junior drag queen show, the fact that Kevin and Eric were now
somehow beneath the others really bothered Kevin.
"Enough laughing at the babies or you're all going over my
knee!" The firm woman threatened.
Suddenly, all laughter ceased and the blushing boys went back to
picking out their frill and lace covered dresses.
"Okay, Princess. Mommy is going to get you dressed for the
beauty pageant."
Kevin felt like he had become clay in her hands as she lifted
him up and started to dress him in a pair of stocking that
easily covered his balloon sized butt. Next came make up and
hair. He didn't want to see what she was doing to him and closed
his eyes, trying to will himself away from this digital
purgatory he was a prisoner in. The slick, smooth interior
carassed his bare chest as he felt a thick mass of material
cling to his thin frame. Obviously, she was putting him into the
dress he was destined to walk down the runway in. This fact only
served to make him clench his eyes tighter and start to pray
that this was all a terrible nightmare.
"Dude, why are you letting her dress you?"
Kevin heard Eric's voice over the commotion of the dressing
room, asking him such an odd question.
'Wasn't she going to dress him too?'
Curiosity got the better of the dark haired teen, causing him to
open his eyes and see that Eric had dressed himself. The blond
was sporting a big blond wig and a light blue party dress that
wrapped around his lilith frame like a glove. Speaking of
gloves, he had one a pair of matching white evening gloves which
perfectly matched his white stockings. If not for the bloated
diaper peeking out from underneath his petticoats, Kevin
would've sworn that Eric was a chick from the nineteen twenties
going to a fancy night on the town.
"What the fuck, man?!" Kevin spat. "You dressed yourself?"
"Yeah." Eric answered in an oblivious tone. "I'm not a baby,
bro."
"Enough chit chat my little girls. It's time to shine!"
To Be Continued...
#Post#: 216--------------------------------------------------
Re: Power Outage
By: Cya Date: May 5, 2019, 5:48 am
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Kevin and Eric found themselves pushed forward, towards the
stage, where they ultimately joined the ten other young men.
Each "contestant" wore a different kind of dress. The boys
noticed that some of their "competitors" were wearing modern
evening dresses that shined with a hint of glitter. A few others
had on gaudy dresses that made them look like they had been
dolled up by their older sister. Regardless of what the other
guys wore, Kevin could tell that all eyes were on them; two
infantile entries.
"Welcome, ladies and gentlemen, to the first annual Prissy Kissy
Sissy Pageant!"
A loud, booming voice declared, causing Kevin to jump slightly.
The announcement was met with applause as the host suddenly
appeared out of nowhere. Kevin kept forgetting that this was all
a simulation, but the man, and everyone present, seemed so real.
He stared at the host and noted that he definitely looked like
the real deal. Adorned in a lavish tuxedo, the host was probably
in his forties. His black hair was slicked back, with flecks of
grey peppered in, gave him a rather distinguished look.
"Let's introduce our youngest contestants first!" The host
proclaimed while giving a sweeping gesture towards both Eric and
Kevin.
A loud round of applause filled the air around the boys. Eroc
dumbly waved back as Kevin stood there, dumbfounded by the whole
situation.
"I know you're both young- According to their mommy they're only
18 months old- but you don't have to be shy. Maybe they need a
diaper change?" The announcer joked as
every woman in the crowd gushed over them with loud "awws".
"Alright then, maybe they're too little to talk. Anyway, moving
on to our next contestant over here in the Cerulean colored
dress- Why don't you introduce yourself sweetie?"
Kevin started to zone out. This whole thing was becoming too
boring for the teen. Sure, it was embarrassing, and the way the
other guys were talking, with that fake falsetto voice, made
Kevin want to puke, but it was all a simulation. Still, it felt
real.
The more he thought about the fact he was trapped in a virtual
reality program, the more his thoughts drifted to the fact that
he was still trapped in diapers outside of said program. Then he
realized that he was trapped inside a simulation that took place
in a house he was trapped in. The whole thing was like a bad,
kink version of Inception, but at least Kasey could hopefully
rescue them.
'Shit!' Kevin froze. 'What's going to happen to us if that robot
finds Kasey?'
------
A sudden rumble came from the wall as the panel rolled back,
revealing the huddled form of Kasey. The redhead looked up,
shock evident in her eyes as she came face to face with this
mechanical nightmare who gazed down on her.
"Naughty baby. What has nanny told you about being a good girl?"
The robot's voice sent shivers down her spine. Her body was
awash in a mixture of fear and arousal. She hated herself for
loving how this high tech, metal monstrosity talked down to her,
chastising her like she was just a toddler who needed her mother
to set her straight. Part of her wanted to yell at the robot for
putting the guys through the perverted, infantile program she
had designed solely for her own private playtime. However, the
more rational side of her mind knew that this was all her fault.
Had she not designated herself as a "baby" in the domestic
housebot's database, she would've never been in this situation.
"Well, I'm waiting, young lady."
The bot's harsh tone pulled her from her internal monologue,
forcing her to answer the machine.
"I'm sorry, nanny. I misbehaved, but that's cause of the storm
outside." The redhead quickly invented that lie and added. "It
scared me."
"You're playing dress up. What has nanny told you about getting
into your mother's wardrobe and playing with her expensive
clothing?!"
God, was Kasey getting so turned on right now! This was one of
her favorite little games she would play with the housebot.
She'd remotely switch the machine onto "nanny" mode and have it
"catch" her wearing her work clothes. From there, it typically
escalated to a firm spanking and then back into diapers she'd
go. However, she knew that now wasn't the time to be getting her
panties wet. Well, she'd be getting her diapers wet, in under
five minutes, if she couldn't think of a way to fix this glaring
glitch.
"Nanny, I'm not playing dress up." Kasey stated firmly. "I'm a
grown woman and I have a-"
The robot chuckled in a motherly tone, interupting her.
"Playing pretend are we?"
"No!"
Kasey cringed when she heard how whiny she sounded, but pressed
on.
"I have a- umm- diaper fetish."
"You aren't wearing your diapers, baby." The robot replied,
completely ignoring her shameful revelation. "Let nanny get you
pampered after a nice long spanking."
"Fuck." Kasey muttered under her voice, thighs wet with
anticipation.
To Be Continued...
He placed the microphone just in front of and place his other
hand firmly on the small of her back, which made her feel a bit
uncomfortable.
The women present in the crowd gushed over them with loud
"awws" When they were introduced to the audience.
When it was her turn for the first round, Tiffany took to the
stage and was met with a roar of clapping and cheering. This
filled her with confidence, she knew it was solely-based on her
appearance in comparison to the rest of the women who were her
opponents. She should've hated it, but she didn't, and she was
welcoming any advantage she could get.
The host was a man in his forties, handsome with black hair that
has flecks of grey that made him look distinguished rather than
old, he was dressed in a fine suit, and held a microphone,
despite having one on his collar as well. Even as he spoke he
maintained his ear-to-ear smile, as only a pageant host could.
"Alright, and here we have a next contestant, why don't you
introduce yourself sweet-heart?" He place the microphone just in
front of her lips, and place his other hand firmly on the small
of her back, which made her feel a bit uncomfortable.
The audience calmed down, and the host began again, "
All but one of the girls were back here also, with one girl
practicing her performance on the stage. So they were taking
turns? What was I going to do! I saw that one pretty girl beside
me, and I immediately blushed. "Hi, what is your name?" She
asked me, and I smiled back. "I'm Trisha. What's your name?" I
said in my best girly voice. "I'm Hannah. So you're in the
pageant too. Want to be friends?" She asked me, and I smiled,
nodding. I carefully watched the next girl's performance,
noticing she just did a catwalk strut. I could do that, couldn't
I?
Soon, it was my turn, and I hesitantly walked onto the
stage, and began swinging my hips, walking down the catwalk as
if I was an actual little girl in a pageant. I smiled and blew
kisses to the audience that wasn't there, and finally my turn
was over
#Post#: 266--------------------------------------------------
Re: Power Outage
By: Cya Date: August 10, 2019, 6:02 am
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"What was that?!" The robotic nanny asked, obviously appalled by
Kasey's use of profanity. "You've definitely earned yourself a
spanking!"
'Christ, I'm almost coming on the spot! I love that firm,
authoritative voice!' Kasey felt so ashamed as she sat there.
Hearing her nanny say that word, "spanking". It made her heart
flutter has her panties grew wet.
The unrestricted mechanical menace grabbed Kasey by her wrist,
yanking the young redhead off of the cement floor and to her
feet.
Kasey stood there awkwardly for a moment before she was finally
forced to meet her caretaker's stare. Although an electronic
pair of eyes stared back at her, she saw something in those
cold, digitally generated eyes; A bold, harsh stare that was
assessing her.
How Kasey wished that she could resist her innermost desire and
prevent it from consuming her at this moment. The poor girl was
absolutely dripping wet between her legs and had literally
played right into the housebot's grasped. While not intentional,
Kasey could only assume that she had done so subconsciously.
With a growing heaviness in her chest, she resigned herself to
her fate. Once her team realized that something went wrong
during the testing, they would send out a technician to help set
things right. In doing so, that person would no doubt discover
her, and the boys, diapered and at the mercy of this domestic
housebot turned unwitting sexbot.
Just the thought of losing everything, thanks to her fetish,
caused the young technician to break her gaze from her so called
nanny. This act was computed as disobedience and annoyed the
mechanical babysitter. The nanny quickly cupped Kasey under her
chin and forced her to stare at her once more. Kasey felt her
knees grow weak and wobbly as she was treated like the child she
had programmed this domestic house bot to see her as. She was
going to lose everything, but why deny herself one last day of
intense orgasm? After all, life goes on.
Kasey knew exactly what game the robpt was unintentionally
playing. She had to answer the robot or this staring contest
would never end.
"I said a naughty word. Imma bad little girl."
Kasey spoke aloud what she knew her nanny wanted to her. Her
voice quivering the entire time as her spine tingled. '**** the
future. I want my nanny!'
"A very bad BABY." The nanny bot corrected, dragging the redhead
by the wrist back into the house.
The sudden, forceful tug of Kasey's arm jarred her from her lewd
thoughts and made her realize that she was about to give up her
immediate freedom, and more than likely her future, in exchange
for a firm spanking and a diaper. 'I've lost my mind! I have to
help the boys and find a way to override this robot!'
Kasey futility pulled against her mechanical caretaker's arm,
looking like a pathetic child trying to get away from a
punishment. Her attempts at breaking free were absolutely
abysmal and entirely fruitless. All she did was irritate her
nanny as the robot was forced to drag Kasey along, the griwn
woman's heels literally slicing across the wooden floor as they
went through the hallway. Kasey began to sob as her body not
only failed her, but betrayed her. A heat radiated outwards from
her **** which was positively throbbing, demanding attention.
"It is time." The nanny bot announced coldly as it took a seat
on the modern sofa.
Before Kasey could even offer up an objection, she found herself
yanked off the ground and manhandled into place. The shocked
redhead was now draped over the hard legs of her mechanical
caretaker!
"Don't struggle unless you want fifty swats!"
Mere seconds after that warning Kasey was greeted by the cool
air of the home caressing her milky white thighs. The nanny bot
had stripped of her pants, using a laser to slice the fabric in
two, freeing the redhead's perfectly toned ass and legs.
*SWAT*
Nothing she said stopped or even slowed the robot's assault as
she cried out repeatedly for mercy. The domestic housebot was
unphased by her shouts, used to such cries for attention as it
continued to deliver stroke after stroke. Kasey quivered,
squirmed and wriggled all over the nanny bot's lap as she leaked
her womanly essence on the couch.
"Looks like my little girl needs her diaper since she is making
quite a mess on the couch."
Kasey struggled to catch her breath. She quickly swallowed a sob
and gave the answer she knew was expected of her: "Yes, nanny.
I need my diaper!"
"I think baby should beg for her pampers."
The young redheaded woman was slightly caught off guard by that
response and preceeded to glance over her shoulder. Her tear
streaked face was a mess as her make up and mascera flowed down
her cheeks.
"Please, nanny. I need my pampers!"
She felt ashamed by this admission because, deep in her heart,
she knew it was true. Kasey struggled her whole life with how
she felt when she thought about wearong diapers. The degradation
was only so bad when being spanked, but there was something
about wearing diapers that seemed so much humiliating to her.
She could never understand why her body reacted the way it did
when the word "pamper" was uttered. How engulfed her body was in
divine ecstasy when that simple word was spoken. For some
bizarre reason being dominated and humiliated wasn't enough. She
needed her pampers to reach the next level of sexual depravity.
"Yes. I better get these on you. I already have enough work to
do today without you ruining the couch."
The mechanical nanny explained as she slowly held up an all pink
diaper, dangling it right in front of Kasey's face.
"Ughh!"
Kasey could no longer hold back. She could no longer hide her
body's reaction. Her breaths came in long surrendering moans as
she sprayed her feminine juices all over her nanny's lap! The
sticky vaginal eruption covered the sofa's cushions in a
glimering, shimmering coating of Kasey's sexual fulfillment.
"Now look what you've done!"
To Be Continued...
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