[ Adoption by with a continuation of Connie's little adventure.~

Part 1 and 2 are here:

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Part 4 here:

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I'm glad you guys like this little continued fantasy. I have plenty of ideas for series like this that are a little less suitable for DA, and I may start a PDF booklet series for those. Once I graduate I should have the time to get that up and running.~ You guys have to support it by buying though; if a few buy it and it just gets shared with everyone else then its not going to be worth it to do another one. :/ Really depends on you guys. I have faith though! You've been a lovely crowd thus far.~

I'd like to thank everyone that helped me confirm what I wanted this machine to look like. The previous machines were a little more blocky and old-school tech based, but for the home installation, I wanted it to be something that would not only take up lots of space, but have a comforting, cradling feel to it. I went with the egg-shape design for the cleaning machine because it's almost nurturing in a way. Plus, the curves make for nice composition.~ ALRIGHT, onto the story! (if you haven't read 1 and 2, do so.)]

:: "What is this... machine?" From the first time Connie saw this device in her home, she asked this question.

:: Every day it seemed a new function was discovered. It was only a few weeks ago that the monitor from the top of the changer started to come down during her cleanings. The seat which she had to slip into made it inconvenient to lean forward or look anywhere else. When she sat, the round shape of her reinforced diaper slipped into a divot at the bottom of the seat and connected with the machine instantly, almost like a magnet. Somehow she managed to slip into the proper cleaning port perfectly every time she climbed into the seat, and perhaps that was the genius of BabyMake's design. The hose in the divot would connect to the port on the back of her diaper and lock her in place for at least 30 minutes. It made a relaxing hum as it started it's process, filling her diaper up with soap and water, swishing, draining, drying, and powdering. Since this was a daily routine, Connie saw it as no more of a bother than waiting on the dishwasher or any other household appliance, though the process did tickle her senses greatly the first few times she tried it.::

:: The monitor, however... well, that changed everything. Connie's first week with her permanent diaper was incredible and convenient. She never had to change, clean, or do anything; the machine took care of all of that. The only challenge she had was finding new clothes to fit around this new thickly diapered bottom. The steel rods that maintained the diaper's round shape made stuffing the padding into jeans nearly impossible, so she found herself wearing more skirts and other convenient wear. She never even once thought of any other consequences... at least until that fateful day.::

:: After her first week, Connie sat in the changer and noticed as soon as the machine locked onto her diaper, a big monitor lowered in front of her. It was hard to ignore; actually, it was quite comfortable to sit back and look at it, though the content was... unwanted. BabyMake not only makes permanent diapers for wanting littles, but also hosts a lab where satisfied users may submit themselves to BabyMake's care and test out new projects and products. Most dismiss the opportunity all together, though it was the corporation's most advertised asset. Connie quickly realized what her price for her new diapered lifestyle was as she watched the programming and advertising.::

"Hello there, Little one! Is widdle baby getting her diaper changed? Don't worry! BabyMake is here to keep you entertained.~"

:: The little animated diaper girl was cute the first few times, but now Connie wished she could stop seeing her. Each 30 minute session featured at least 3 or 4 different video segments of test subjects submitting to Baby Maker's will, and featured many new products which had Connie all but drooling. She never regretted her permanent chastity... not until now. There were so many attachments she could get for her diaper... so many cute outfits, girls, boys, everything was starting to push her buttons. At first, she could handle the hypersexual stimulation. She would release her tension out on the rounded leg divider with her fingers while the programming was running. She even started humming, closing her eyes and plugging her ears. Anything was better than this forced hypnosis... though her changer had a few more tricks up its hose.::

:: While ignoring one session, she found herself letting out an intense moan out of nowhere. Her thighs clenched the leg divider, and her cheeks flushed red. The water jet that usually filled her diaper seemed to be aimed just right to stimulate her. This couldn't be a fluke. She looked at the monitor, and the little diapergirl avatar began speaking directly to her.::

"Humf! That got your attention, rude meanie pants! Let's make a deal; you watch me, and I'll give you a taste of what you want. Does widdle baby Connie agwee?"

:: Blushing deeply for many reasons, she nodded and found herself clawing at the machine in heat. Unfortunately, a taste is just a taste. The changer would edge her each time, making her crawl back to it each day with agitation and excitement. She started coming twice a day, then three times. She would start a cleaning cycle even if her diaper was clean. And then, the question was asked.::

"Big baby, you look vewy agitated, don't you? If you pwomise to come down to BabyMake to join our labs, I'll give you that extra... little... push! Waddya say?"

:: Like a trained lapdog, Connie immediately nodded to her proposal, and a rush of water gave her that all satisfying release she craved, leaving a cute, drooling redhead resting in the changer, satisfied and sleepy. The director did smile, viewing her from the monitor. It seemed they would have a new little plaything very soon.~::