All characters depicted are 18+. This story contains the following themes: ABDL, diapers, and other kink-related content.

Hina arrived home to find her living room stacked with boxes and old furniture. Sighing, she deposited her bag and phone onto a random box, “There goes my relaxing weekend…” She was sure her mother would make her clean this up.

Inspecting the boxes, she finds they are a mix of work supplies from Yui Tech and old nursery things. "I guess mom is finally cleaning out the basement, but why is her work stuff here…oh hey is that-" Hina mumbled to herself as she spied a rather large and pink pushchair in the corner of the room.

She recognized it as her old, automated pushchair. It had been a boon to her mother, being programmed to care of Hina when she was little. Poking the chair, she was reminded how soft and comfortable it was. “I mean, if I’m going to have any time to relax it would be now…”

Lost in thinking about how nice it would be to sit in it, Hina jumped as she heard the front door open. "Hi baby, sorry for the mess! I know it's your first day back from college, but it turns out I have to leave the country for a conference. Would you mind helping me by putting these boxes in your room? They're for a new line of larger baby clothes dropped off by R&D, they came when I was cleaning the basement. Unfortunately, your room already has some stuff in it, but it is the biggest room in the house-" Hina’s mother continued speaking quickly even as she crossed from room to room.

"Sure mom, no problem. I'll see you when you get back," sighed Hina. A few hours later, Hina's mother was yelling, "Love you sweetie, you're my best Baby Hina!" as she sped out in her car towards the airport. As soon as she left, Hina started shifting boxes to make some room for herself in the living room. It was then that an ominous noise was heard behind her.

"HELLO HINA, ARE YOU READY FOR PLAYTIME?" chirped a mechanical voice that startled Hina. She turned and saw the pushchair moving towards her. Four mechanical arms sprung out from behind it and unwound their way towards Hina. She backed away in fear, but tripped over a small box directly behind her.

She fell into a stack of boxes and became stuck as several of them opened, covering her in various types of baby supplies?! Distracted by the memory of her mother mentioning working on baby supply R&D, she was caught off guard as two mechanical arms grabbed her wrists and lifted her up.

"He-hey! Stop it! Abort! Pause! Call mo-!" Hina's yelling was cut off as one of the free mechanical arms stuffed her mouth with a pacifier. It must have been inside one of the boxes. Hina immediately spit it out but before she could yell out "FU-", another pacifier was stuck into her mouth but this time the chair tied it around her head.

"NAUGHTY, NAUGHTY HINA. YOUR MOTHER'S INSTRUCTIONS ARE TO PUNISH YOU FOR USING FOUL LANGUAGE YOUNG LADY. ERROR, HINA IS NOT OLD ENOUGH TO KNOW SEVERAL OF THESE WORDS. RUNNING DIAGNOSTICS ON BABY."

Hina's clothing was torn off by the pushchair as she struggled against its grip. As it ran a beam of light over her, it spoke. "HINA HAS GROWN INTO A BIG GIRL! SHE HAS OBVIOUSLY BEEN EATING HER VEGETABLES. AS A REWARD, LET US GO TO THE PARK AND PLAY ON YOUR FAVORITE SWING! NEW SIZES FOR HINA HAVE BEEN CREATED. NEW YUI TECH FIRMWARE HAS BEEN INTEGRATED. SELECTING CLOTHING FOR HINA'S OUTING."

Hina screamed behind her pacifier as two free mechanical arms dug through the boxes, pulling out several large diapers, a pink and frilly onesie, white stockings, and pink hair ties. Hina felt herself bundled into what felt like three massive clouds before the onesie was pulled over her head and then snapped shut. A large heart highlighted her bulging diapers, filling her with a massive amount of embarrassment while her hair was tied up into pigtails.

After a pair of stockings and black shoes were placed over her legs and feet, the chair turned her around and pulled her in. She struggled but as Hina felt the soft padding of the chair against the back of her legs, she thought "Oh, it's as nice as I remember!" but that momentary sweet thought was cleared as she felt straps tightening around her.

Bound tightly in the chair, she began to feel dread as the pushchair rolled towards the front door. "Mmmphy mmmina mmmmphy mmmmmina" was all the sound she could muster as they passed her bag and phone. Out of the corner of her eye, Hina saw her phone light up indicating she had recieved a text. "Mmmmmph mmmmmphh!"

“YES HINA, WE WILL HAVE SO MUCH FUN AT THE PARK AND OTHER ACTIVITIES! I HAVE MADE SURE TO PACK A LUNCH FOR YOU AND WILL BE SURE TO SAVE MANY PHOTOS FOR MOMMY DEAREST!”

As the door slams shut and Hina's muffled cries are heard in the distance, several texts begin appearing on Hina's phone.

>Hi baby, before I forget, was re-working your old pushchair for Yui Tech. The activation phrase is still Baby Hina, I might have voice activated it I just realized!

>If it turns on, I set it so you can say "I love being Baby Hina" for de-activation! It still has your old profile, I loved seeing all your old pics from you were little! Omg, you loved doing so many adorable things as a child. Like swinging at the park, going to the mall, and trying out new outfits!

>Oh, and the boxes labeled Yui Tech are oversized baby clothes from work. They're trying to test them on older participants before making them for babies. Feel free to try them out if you want to help out your mommy!

>Love you so much, send me lots of pictures while you enjoy your vacation! Mwah mwah!