Three Vignettes

Chapter 2
House of Tomorrow

Chapter Description: Does a run-in with a robot nanny ever end well? Female Mental AR

Jamie didn’t know how on earth she’d ended up in this position. It was just supposed to a trip to the House of the 22nd Century. But not long after arriving for her tour she’d been abandoned by the guide to make her own way for a bit while she checked on some important business. It had been okay at first, but then Jamie had found herself in some kind of futuristic nursery room. It had been okay at first, until she found herself alone in a room with some kind of robot nanny. It all happened so quickly it was hard for her to understand how it had happened, but the robot nanny had declared she needed feeding and the next thing she knew it had overpowered her, stripped her of all her clothing and diapered her before strapping her to this table. There was a strange contraption dangling from the ceiling. It appeared to be a pacifier connected to a tube running up to a whole in the ceiling. The nanny had the pacifier jammed into her mouth and strapped on tight before she could even struggle. She watched liquid pouring down the semi-transparent tube above her. She just hoped someone got in here and stopped this malfunctioning robot before it force-fed her a dozen bottles of milk or tried to diaper her.

Jamie felt the warm milky liquid fill her mouth. She was disgusted and fearful of what it was but as it filled her mouth she found that she had no choice but to swallow it. She couldn’t get the pacifier out of her mouth and so she swallowed more and more of the unknown liquid. As she did so she began to feel a little dull and her mind began to wander a bit. She struggled against her restraints but with each passing moment her fighting grew less and less. It wasn’t that she was getting weaker, it was just getting harder to concentrate on her struggle. For a moment she found herself staring blankly at the ceiling, at the entrancing light. When she became aware of what she was doing, she was truly frightened. She fought harder against her restraints again, but it was no use, the liquid continued to go down her throat into her tummy, where it was absorbed into her blood-stream and taken to her brain. She felt like her mind was being smothered in a warm fleecy baby blanket. Slowly her struggling stopped altogether as her mind became incapable of concentrating on her present predicament any longer. It was like her brain was a TV and the remote was broken, her attention wandered from thought to thought without a filter to focus it. The nanny smiled maternally down at the mentally reduced girl and pushed a button on the side of the table.

The milky liquid ceased its flow and the nanny removed the pacifier from her mouth. For a brief moment Jamie was overjoyed to have her mouth free again, but before she knew it the nanny had stuffed a new binkie in it. This big red binkie was also strapped to her head and she couldn’t spit it out. There was a bulb on the front filled with red liquid but this liquid wasn’t being forced down her throat, she needed to suckle the pacifier to get it. Jamie tried desperately to focus her thoughts. Then the nanny-bot brushed her hand through her hair and it was ecstasy. She felt so safe and comfortable when the metallic nanny did that. All her thoughts focused on the wonderful sensation she got. The nanny smiled down at her and Jamie felt nothing but love for the creature that towered over her, protecting her. The restraints let go then and Jamie immediately reached out her arms for a hug. The nanny-bot picked her up and held her tight against her breasts, rubbing her bare back ever so softly and crooning a lullaby to her. Jamie was in heaven for the moment, aware of nothing but the warm hand on her bare skin. The nanny put Jamie down on the floor then and left the room for some unknown reason.

It was only then that Jamie became aware that she was suckling the binkie and apparently had been for some time. The red liquid was trickling slowly into her mouth and down her throat dimming her mind with every suckle. Jamie, feeling slightly clearer with the nanny gone, remembered her need to escape this place. She wasn’t altogether clear on why she needed to escape, but she knew that it was important. Jamie tried to stand up but her leg muscles simply would not cooperate, she couldn’t even rise to her knees. This really frustrated her. She was sure she should be able to stand! Hadn’t she been walking just minutes earlier? She thought so, but her memories were so hazy now. It was as though her life to this point had been a very vivid dream and the longer she thought about it, the more the details of it slipped away from her, leaving her only with vague images and ideas, with no context.

Nevertheless Jamie made to escape from this place, crawling on her hands and knees to the door. She looked up at the thing on the door. She knew that it had something to do with opening it. She reached for it and failed to touch it. In her frustration she suckled harder on the pacifier, ingesting more mind-numbing liquid. As she gaped up at the shiny golden door-knob she realized that even if she could touch it, she hadn’t the slightest idea how to use it. The fact that the simple act of opening a door was now hopelessly beyond the capacity of her deteriorating brain was incredibly upsetting to Jamie. She pouted and felt tears drip down her cheeks. She was beginning to hyperventilate around her binkie as she slapped ineffectually at the door with the palms of her hands. As she did this she experienced and unexpected feeling in her tummy. It was like it was grumbling, but then she felt something coming out her backside and into the big white diaper she was wearing. The new weight entering her dydee pulled her back onto her bum and the soft poop squished under her weight. No sooner had she sat then warm pee-pee began to fill her diapee too as she wet herself.

These new sensations distracted her and her reduced mind’s inability to focus caused her to totally forget the upsetting incident with the door. Suddenly Jamie felt quite nice in her warm diaper, it felt so good to get all that pee and poo-poo out of her, it actually made her smile. It was only as it cooled and she sucked away at the binkie that she realized that using a diaper wasn’t a good thing. The dream that was her previous life had largely faded into the ether by now, slowly but surely being eroded by the powerful red liquid, but Jamie was still very aware that she was a ?big’ girl and that using a diaper wasn’t something big girls did. Jamie crawled to the dresser and held firmly onto it, using it for balance as she attempted to stand again. With the aid of the dresser she was able to get up, her knees wobbling, her legs feeling like jelly. With one hand on the dresser, Jamie pulled at the diaper with her other hand. It was hard work, her arm didn’t go quite where she wanted them to and her fingers were getting so clumsy and hard to manipulate. She did succeed though, the messy dydee falling to her ankles with a plop. She stepped giddily out of the soiled diaper, smiling at her success at freeing herself of such an infantile garment. She was a ?big’ girl after all, she shouldn’t have a diaper on.

Jamie noticed the mirror next to he dresser just then and with a couple shaky awkward steps she got in front of it. She giggled at the funny sight. There was a big person, a pretty lady on the other side of this window thingy. But the big lady was nekkid, well except for a drool bib tied around her neck. If Jamie had been capable of reading anymore she would have seen that the bib was embroidered with the words “Drool Happens.” Jamie thought it was funny that a big grown-up lady was naked, with her big boobies out for all to see. As Jamie smiled around her binkie, the woman did the same. Jamie waved at her and she returned the gesture. This was fun! At that moment though Jamie’s wobbly legs gave out and she sat back on her bum. Jamie was surprised by the fall but it hadn’t hurt so she just giggled more. She crossed her legs in front of her, still intrigued by the mirror lady. The lady had sat down too so Jamie decided to hide from her. Jamie covered her eyes, feeling so smart for hiding herself from the lady. She wondered if the woman would still be there when she opened her eyes. She couldn’t wait long to see and finally peeked. The lady was peeking just then too! Jamie liked playing this game. She was so happy she bit down hard on the binkie, sending the final doses of the red mystery liquid down her throat all at once.

It was this sudden spurt of liquid that reminded Jamie about the pacifier. She discovered that at some point the band tying it to her head had come loose and she was able to spit the pacifier out. She felt a supreme sense of accomplishment at ridding herself of the bad binkie. As soon as it was out though, she felt an overwhelming desire to put something else in her now empty mouth. Several fingers sufficed and boy did that feel good. Jamie remembered the mirror woman and saw that she too had her hand in her mouth, she thought that was odd. Why was a big person doing that? But then again, she was a big girl wasn’t she? This wasn’t something big girls did was it? Suddenly she wasn’t so sure. In fact she wasn’t sure exactly what big girls did or didn’t do. When she tried to concentrate on it she drew a blank. Removing her fingers from her mouth, as seemed prudent to do until she determined if that was indeed something a big girl didn’t do, she reached out to the mirror to touch the big person. Her wet finger palmed the mirror, smearing the glass where she touched with saliva. And at that point something in the back of her mind made the connection and she remembered how a mirror worked. That wasn’t some strange naked lady, that was her!

Jamie was immediately aware that she was looking at herself and the image shocked her. She was naked but for the bib, her chin now covered in wet shining spittle that was beginning to coat her bib. She was too shocked even to scream. She looked down at the reason for this misery, the discarded pacifier on the carpet, it’s clear bulb now empty of the damned mind-destroying serum that had brought to this level. Jamie was terrified. How much irreparable damage had been done to her delicate mind? She was sitting on the floor in her birthday suit, playing peek-a-boo with a reflection of herself, how could this have happened? She fought the growing urge to return something to her mouth. It took her every ounce of effort to keep her withered mind focused on the task at hand. She needed to get out of this room. Everything else could wait, it would all follow from that. She needed to get out. She needed to keep her simple mind focused on a simple goal. That would do.

She tried to stand up again and succeeded in getting halfway there, still more crouching than standing, with her knees bent out when she felt a sudden relief down below. Looking down she saw that she was peeing on the floor. This was the last thing she needed and yet it did, once again, feel quite pleasant to evacuate her bladder without the slightest thought. Amidst the release of urination Jamie’s mind wandered from her task and then she found herself unable to return it to that. Instead her mind searched desperately for something focus it’s thoughts on. Looking down at the wet floor she noticed her bare feet, splayed wide apart and turned inward for balance. They sure did look funny. Jamie sat back on her butt with a plop and a squish as she sat in the warm puddle she’d made in the carpet. Focused on her feet Jamie took her right foot in her hands and examined it, wiggling her toes experimentally.

It was then that the last several doses of the mind-altering serum, swallowed just moments earlier, passed into her blood-steam and travelled to her brain. Sitting there examining her foot Jamie felt it immediately. It was a massive rush of fleecy material smothering her brain and extinguishing her last adult thoughts. Jamie looked at the lady in the mirror as her cognitive abilities were forever wiped away. She watched the woman’s wide eyes glaze over, the look of intellect and shock being wiped from her face as her pupils dilated, replaced by a slack vacant expression. Focusing on her pretty wiggling toes, Jamie stopped fighting the building need to suckle something and jammed her right foot into her mouth, suckling on several toes at once. It felt wonderful, they wriggled about in the mouth and she slobbered cheerfully around her tootsies, a smile of oral satisfaction forming on her face. Jamie was sitting in a puddle of her own urine, buck naked, soaked in drool and sucking on her own toes but she couldn’t have been happier.

When the nanny returned she found Jamie successfully reduced to a giggling, suckling baby without a coherent thought in her empty head. Seeing that she was already naked the nanny decided to take Jamie for a nice bath, carrying the baby-woman to a bathroom attached to the play- room and setting her down in a big blue baby bath seat. Jamie loved her bath, continuing to play with her fingers and toesies throughout, and cooing happily up at her nanny. As the nanny squeezed out the sponge over her head, Jamie reached out her hands to catch the water, gaping slack-jawed up at her caretaker.

This was the nanny’s reward. Whatever reason, she loved seeing her charges just after their transformations were complete, looking up at her with wide unintelligent eyes filled only with complete trust and love. After the bath she lovingly diapered Jamie and carried her newest baby through another door into what looked like a large kitchen. Several other nanny-bots were there putting together meals and such. Seated in five plastic high-chairs were three young men and two young women. All wore nothing but diapers and drool bibs and all had happy infantile expressions on their messy food-smeared faces. The nanny deposited Jamie in a sixth chair. She watched Jamie carefully as she closed the tray in front of her. Sometimes shortly after their transformation they had a brief moment of awareness. This meeting with so many other babies sometimes triggered it.

Jamie looking curiously at the other ?babies’ while a big string of drool hung from her chin, dangling all the way to the tray. “Baa..gaa..booooh...daa” she babbled senselessly at the others, drumming her bare feet against the plastic footrest. The nanny was satisfied, there was nothing but a little baby left of Jamie now. And it was time to feed her newest little darling.