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You were sent through the facility in a vacuum tube with the other trash before landing somewhat softly in a hopper full of other trash, broken toys and used diapers. The trash pile slide downward through a chute that fed into a large wringer - as you were squeezed through the diaper that was wrapped around your head was pulled off and you soon found your self on a slow moving conveyor belt. Mechanical arms looked over head as they scanned the trash and sorted it accordingly. You cried out “help I’m not trash!” But it yielded no response, in fact The first few hands seemed to pass right over you, as the grasped at clothes, broken toys, stuff animals, towels and of course diapers, sending them down separate chutes.. As you approached the end of the line that unknown to you dropped off into a trash compactor, a pair of mechanical hands seemed to finally take notice of you.
“Alert! Infant detected! Remove immediately! Return to Daycare for health scan and cleaning!”
The hands descended down upon you and whisked you away from the conveyor of doom. As they approached the side of the rooms small door slid open revealing a plastic tub with a small padded mattress on the bottom - the mechanical arms gently laid you down in the box and a small plastic lid was placed on top before it slid back into the wall. It was then that you felt yourself moving up as if you were in an elevator before another door opened and revealed the ground floor of the daycare. It was here that you were greeted by a large humanoid android who picked up the plastic tub and placed it on a cart before wheeling you into a room with a an exam table similar o that of a doctors office. The plastic tub was placed on the table and the top was removed. The android then removed the swaddling blanket freeing you of your bondage before moving off to the side. Immediately after a scanner defended from the ceiling and began shining all kinds of lasers on your body
“Scanning Patient…
Age: Approximately 6 months
Weight: 18.5 lbs
Gender: Male
Name: unknown
Hygiene Condition: Filthy.
Stand by cleaning protocols…”
After having the wet diaper on your face and then the whole trash ordeal you actually looked forward to being bathed again.
“Initializing wellness check…”
A series of metal probes poked and prodded you taking everything from your hearth rate, reaction times, eyesight, inner ear and mouth, and finally a thermometer was once again inserted into your rectum.
“Wellness check complete. Infant is in perfect health. Begin cleaning procedure. Reprocessing on stand by.
The android soon returned and gently picked you up before carrying you over to a shallow tub full of warm soapy water. The android was incredible gently as they got to work cleaning every nook and cranny of your diminished body. It wasn’t long before you found yourself being gently dried off with a towel before the android brought you over to a small table with a clean diaper awaited you.
Suddenly the android spoke to you in a rather comforting tone:
“Let’s get you in a fresh diapie before we find out where you belong wittle bab-y.”
You were about to speak up in response when a pacifier was shoved in your mouth! Before you could even spit it out you found the android had diapered you with record speed and we now leaning over to pick you up again, holding you to their bosom with your chin resting on their shoulder. The android left the exam room before coming upon a panel in the wall. Here a door slid open and the a door gently slide you in on to a platform.
The door shut and soothing music began to play as another scanner descended from the ceiling
“Oh no, I’m in the processing room again!”
“Scanning…
Age: Approximately 6 months
Weight: 18.5 lbs
Gender: Male
Name: ….
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“Initializing proper sizing procedure and protocols”
You were met with the static surge as you were once again engulfed in a bright flash, before falling into a daze of semi consciousness. When you came to you were back in the daycare inside of a crib. Turning your head you saw your reflection and realized
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