All characters depicted are 18+. This story contains the following themes: ABDL, diapers, and other kink-related content.
Bridget paced back and forth, waiting for the mechanical woman to start moving. It is the first day of a week-long vacation and she is incredibly anxious to get started on her plans. Her fantasy was minutes away from becoming a reality. Bridget is an ABDL enthusiast, one who constantly trawled websites for stories, captions, artwork, and anything ABDL-related. She began by buying diapers here and there as well as some outfits, eventually ordering some custom-made nursery equipment. Unfortunately, she never could find someone right to role-play with in real life. So instead, she saved up for the next best thing.
Robonannies, or nannybots, had finally become a real thing in recent years! They were wildly expensive though, meaning that most ABDL enthusiasts such as herself could only whine about potentially having one. With her position at work, she could afford her own nursery but a nannybot was a pipedream…until she had a massive stroke of luck that is!
A week ago, while searching secondhand websites for something unrelated, she noticed an ad that caused her heart to flutter. She always searched affluent areas for used items as she could usually get some amazing deals for typically high-end items. She couldn't believe her eyes when she saw that someone was getting rid of a freaking robonanny of all things! The pictures looked legitimate as well, albeit with a good deal of scratches and dings. She contacted the seller immediately and as soon as she could confirm a pickup time, she rushed to the house.
Upon arrival, she could tell this seller could afford a robonanny and she wasn’t being scammed. Their mansion was massive! They even had a valet who parked for her. Entering the enormous home, she was welcomed by a gregarious woman who turned out to be the seller.
She went on and on about how she thought the robonanny would solve her woes with her troublesome toddler, Emma, but the little girl was so mischievous that she'd managed to mess with and turn off the robonanny at times. This meant she ran wild while the expensive automaton stood by doing nothing. She also mentioned it would have trouble processing orders at times, so she gave it up as a lost cause and went with a normal human nanny.
Bridget was a bit apprehensive about taking home a potentially damaged robonnny, but the opportunity was too good to pass up. She agreed to take the robonanny as is and the woman was delighted. She had a maid bring out several boxes containing the robonanny accessories but also some of Emma's old clothes and toys. She thought that Bridget might want it for her own niece, who Bridget had vaguely used as an excuse for buying the robonanny. She didn't really want to tell the woman she was going to have the automaton take care of her while she pretended to be a baby!
Rushing back home with everything in tow, she excitedly read through the entire manual for the robonanny. Having a general understanding of how it worked, she put in a request for a week off at work. She had at least a few months of sick leave built up over time and a generous savings account, so she felt at ease taking so much time off. It was immediately approved, so she had been preparing her nursery and supplies over the last few days.
Mulling over her stroke of luck, Bridget snapped back to the present as the mechanical woman issued a bright light and soft ding. The robonanny stepped off her charging pad and brought her hands together as thought excited to see her.
"Hello! I am Nanny. I am here to serve all your needs as well as any human nanny could. My records indicate you are my second owner. Please confirm your name as well as the name of the child I will be taking care of. Please also confirm all details using the tablet I came with."
Bridget had thought a bit about what her baby name should be, as she didn't want the robonanny to confuse her 'baby' and 'adult' self, plus it seemed fun to invent a different persona.
"My name is Bridget and you'll be taking care of Emma, a baby!" She decided to name herself after the original owner's daughter seeing as it was a fairly cute name and readily available when she uploaded care instructions earlier. It took a few tries as the tablet was also dinged up, but eventually she was able to select everything she wanted from the bot.
"Thank you Madame Bridget. I see that you have the base nanny installed. All additional nanny personalities, such as Governess or Big Sister, will be restricted until bought from our website. Please take this bracelet and put it on "Emma" so I know who to direct my attention towards." The nannybot opened a compartment around her stomach and pulled out a bright pink bracelet with a barcode engraved on it. It seemed fairly sturdy but also satiny soft. Placing it on her left wrist, Bridget looked up at the nannybot expectantly.
Producing another soft ding, the nannybot looked down at Bridget with a smile. "Hello darling Emma. I am your Nanny! I will be taking care of my sweet baby girl from now on. Your mommy has already loaded instructions on how to take care of you, so let's get started!"
The woman bent down and picked Bridget with ease, just as though she were a baby being cradled in her strong, robot arms. Bridget was all smiles as Nanny walked her over to the nursery, placing her on the changing table, and began undressing her. Nanny left her naked while she picked out various pieces of clothing and supplies.
“Let’s get my baby all warm and dressed!” A massive pink diaper, one of her more expensive purchases but totally worth it, was placed under her tush as Nanny lifted her legs with ease. She’d put diapers on herself, but it felt so wonderful to have someone else place her in one. The soft cloud around her waist crinkled as Nanny popped a matching pacifier into her charges eager mouth. Bridget suckled contently as her Nanny pulled an adorable purple onesie into view.
“Oooh, looks like someone loves their mommy!” The onesie had the words “Mommy’s Little Angel” embroidered across the chest, with white lace at the hems and edges. Bridget cooed as the garment was pulled over her head, allowing Nanny to pull her arms through the necessary holes. She was going to let herself be treated like a true baby for as long as possible!
“Now, let’s get some booties on you and I’ll work on your lil head baby girl.” To protect her feet, Nanny placed some soft purple booties on Bridget before beginning to tie her hair into pigtails. Bridget giggled as she had her scalp worked on, able to spot herself in a mirror across the room.
Dressed in her purple onesie, a massive pink diaper, and pigtails, Bridget was elated to see her reflection. She’d instructed Nanny to use all the supplies and toys within this room, leaving her adult life outside of the nursery. Now that she looked the part, Nanny went to work taking care of her charge.
As "Emma", Nanny spent the rest of the day cooing over her. Nanny fed her bottles of fake formula, leaving instructions for making them as she couldn’t stomach the real stuff. She would flip “Emma” onto her stomach, putting her through tummy time. Bridget enjoyed rolling balls back and forth, enjoying every moment. Every few hours, Nanny rocked her to sleep in her strong arms. Nanny was surprisingly warm and soft, making it easy for “Emma” to lay and fall asleep against her ample chest. Bridget even got to use her diapers and have someone else change her for the first time, a surprisingly embarrassing but elated experience. The first day was an absolute joy, ending with Bridget being put down into her oversized crib for the night.
“Good night my sweet Emma, Nanny will see you in the morning,” chimed Nanny as she stepped onto her charging platform. “Emma” smiled as she sucked on her pacifier, falling into a deep and blissful slumber.
Waking up the second day felt amazing! Rubbing the sleep from her eyes, Bridget looked up to see Nanny smiling down at her. She beamed back behind her pacifier, raising her arms up to ask for a lift. Nanny picked her up and began changing Annie's diaper, even though it was still clean and dry. It was still a mortifying experience but she was already getting used to it. She was fed another bottle while being held and sung to…then Nanny began the process of taking care of a baby all over again…
Again, “Emma” had a blast being cooed over and literally pampered. Nanny even gave her some chocolate “formula” she’d made for special treats. Her brightly colored toys gave her so much joy as she rolled around, going back and forth between her tummy, back, and swing. But even so…
It was around mid-day on the third day, having been put down for a few naps and now her swing, that Bridget began wondering about the rest of her vacation. While she loved all of this...it was getting a bit stale. It turns out being treated like a baby was fairly boring. The experience was mostly being fed, having her diaper changed, some tummy time and play, and then being put for naps. A lot of naps. She may have overdone it by having the experience extended out over a week. Maybe a three day weekend would have been sufficient.
After receiving a nice bath, Nanny set her down after dressing her so she could attend to her laundry. Laying on her back, Bridget waved a rattle back and forth while looking around the room. That’s when she spotted the pile of boxes belonging to the original Emma. Spying Nanny cleaning on the other end of the room, Bridget got an idea. She easily took off her pink bracelet and waddled up to Nanny.
"Nanny, can you edit Emma's profile age to that of a toddler?" She held her breath waiting for the automaton to finish processing her request, frozen in the middle of folding her laundry.
"Negative. My software only allows for one profile per child and cannot be edited without contacting the manufacturer. But if you would like to add on an additional profile, it will only cost you fifty-thou-" Bridget cut off the Nannybot, knowing that there was no way she could afford that add-on. Frustrated, she got ready to put back on her bracelet and just deal with being treated as a baby...until she got yet another idea.
Keeping the bracelet off, she asked Nannybot to go on standby while she rummaged through the boxes she spotted earlier. Digging through them, there were plenty of adorable toddler clothes that she may be able to fit into. There also appeared to be oversized baby items, including some padded objects that made her think that the real Emma must have been a terror. But she also found…
"A-ha!" Bridget excitedly pulled out a dingy, pink bracelet with a barcode on it, similar to her own. She assumed that this one belonged to the original Emma, who was closer to the age that she wanted to be treated as now. Her thinking was that she'd be able to play out more fun scenarios and not constantly be relegated to the same monotonous activities. As a toddler she could walk around, get some other foods on top of her formula mix, and maybe even some fun TV shows! Bridget placed the bracelet on her wrist...only for it to fall off.
"Darn," said a disappointed Bridget. She looked up quickly to make sure Nanny didn’t notice but remembered that as an “adult” she could say whatever she wanted. The bracelet had been through the wringer, obviously Emma had been a handful. Examining the bracelet, it looks like it had been cut or gnawed off. The Velcro that would attach either end also looked worn away. Not wanting to delay her fun, she got yet another idea in her head.
Running downstairs, she rummaged through some drawers until she found a bottle of super glue. She carefully glued the seams together before placing it on her wrist. Then she placed a liberal amount where the Velcro was, let it dry to secure it around her wrist. Vigorously waving her arm around, it didn’t fall off! Figuring she could dissolve the glue or cut off the bracelet if it didn't work, she ran back to her nursery. Holding her breath again, she went to the tablet and looked to see if the original Emma’s profile could be found.
Seeing a new icon, she clicked on it…and everything about Emma was there! She was going to be treated as a 3-year-old, which perked Bridget up. It looked like she’d still be in diapers, which was perfect, and drinking formula alongside other solids. Scanning through the profile, it seemed as though the previous owner had also bought several add-ons! Bridget was too excited to read through everything but noted that there were some locks throughout. She’d just find out what new perks Nanny had in store for her through the rest of her vacation.
She powered Nanny back to her awake state after confirming the tablet settings. As soon as she was active, Bridget held up her bracelet to allow Nanny to scan it. Nanny dinged a confirmation and started to speak before immediately cutting off. Bridget looked on in terror as she began stuttering and sputtering!
"Error. Profile for "Emma" not found...searching..."Emma" found! "Emma" physical profile does not match system profile...error...error...rebooting..."
Bridget stomach dropped as the Nannybot shut down in front of her, giving off a bit of a burnt smell. Did she break it by trying to trick it?! She tried shaking the Nannybot and clicking random icons on the tablet for several minutes. She had almost given up when she heard another soft ding.
"Hello I am Nanny. I am here to serve all your needs as well as any human nanny could. My records indicate yo- my records indica-. Error. Profile for "Emma" is corrupted. Scanning bracelet. Re-compiling profile for "Emma"...re-compiling...Error. Two profiles for “Emma” found. Sorting through both profiles. Combining profiles. Second owner detected. Confirming credit card details for second owner. Re-compiling complete. Profile for “Emma” loaded. Confirming add-ons and special instructions for “Emma”. Loading 'Governess' profile...Hello Emma, you've been a very naughty girl again, haven't you?"
Bridget gasped as Nanny’s eye glowed red and she leaned forward. Nanny picked her up easily and carried her over to a rocking chair. Her onesie was popped open and she was pulled across Nanny's lap in one quick movement. It was now Bridget realized she may have made a grave mistake. She didn't have much time to think though, as Nanny began swatting her behind. Crying out in pain, Bridget yelled, "Nanny, no! Please stop!"
As Nanny delivered her spanking, she spoke in a commanding tone, sterner than before. "Tsk-tsk-tsk, Emma. Your mother is tired of your ill-begotten behavior and as your Governess, it is my duty to put you in your place. You’ve been told to address me as such, not Nanny. This will only add to your current docket of punishments, which you have built up my naughty little girl. My records indicate that you have attempted to damage me multiple times including: pouring water into my circuits, tripping me by tying cords around my legs while I charged, and filling my ports with playdough. My internal gyroscope also indicates you tried to shake me a few minutes ago while I was in standby as well. This is your punishment for that.
Now, when we're done, I will change your diaper and place you into your disciplinary gear. Then we will continue your- Error. The second owner has set your schedule to end in 4 days. Error, additional owner "Bridget" is not authorized to take care of "Emma" by your mother. Setting schedule to indefinite until your mother changes the schedule. Erasing "Bridget" from your profile. Error, height and weight do not match profile. Re-calibrating and updating charge profile. Editing spanking force to match charge's weight and height. My, my Emma. You've grown!"
Bridget groaned and gave muffled cries as she continued to be spanked. Looking down at her bracelet, she must have caused some sort of computer error inside Nanny. Whatever was going on probably stacked on top of whatever damage the original Emma had caused. Grimacing through the pain, she tried to tear the bracelet off, but it wouldn't budge. She'd glued it too well, it was too tight, and also too strong to be ripped off or pulled over her hand.
She tried to give a command between spanks for Nanny to turn off, but Nanny merely stuffed a pacifier in her mouth and increased the force and speed of her spanks.
“Little girls can’t give me orders. That’s another two minutes of spanking. You also need to learn to call me Governess or ma’am, not Nanny. That’s yet another minute and an additional lesson for today. Hmm, my records indicate you haven’t had a bowel movement in days and your mother says you normally wake up with a heavy diaper. I will need to remedy both of these things my naughty girl. I can't have you getting sick!”
Bridget sniffled and gasped through the rest of her punishment. If she wasn't recognized as an owner, she couldn't use voice commands to shut Nanny, err, Governess off. For the next few days, she was stuck as "Emma" the devious toddler until she thought of a way out of this mess. Maybe she could take the bad Emma route and keep damaging Governess until she broke down…but could she handle the punishments? What if she was a good girl? Would Governess let down her guard and give her opening to get the bracelet off? It was difficult for Bridget, now Emma, to make a plan as her Governess continued to wallop her behind. It seemed as though her ABDL vacation was turning into an ABDL nightmare.