"C'mon Hina, it's Halloween. You loved it as a kid! Oh you were sooo cute back then and now-"

"Mom! Of course I loved it as a kid, but I'm an adult now! I don't see why I should go trick-or-treating with a bunch of kids when I could be hanging out with my friends," huffed Hina.

Her mother rolled her eyes in response and resumed filling bowls of candy. It was Halloween afternoon and Hina was back home from college for the weekend. She had planned to spend the night watching horror movies with her friends or even partying if someone knew of one. But instead, she was stuck here. At home. With the impending doom of being surrounded by screaming children.

Apparently her mother had volunteered to chaperone a bunch of neighborhood kids as they trick-or-treated tonight. Alas, her other mom friend is now sick. Without another chaperone, Hina's mom needed a last minute helper in Hina, much to her dismay.

"This is such BS," muttered Hina to herself as the doorbell rang. Shambling over with all the effort of a zombie, she answered it. She was met by a swarm of small children who immediately ran through the door and spread throughout the house. Her mother ran over to say hello to all the parents while Hina was left to try and corral the little monsters.

"Hey, c'mon now. You'll have plenty of chances to get candy later," she said to a small princess who was trying fish candy out of the bowls her mother had prepared.

"But why can't I have it now?! We're just gonna start with candy here anyway...", cried the princess as Hina lifted the bowls to a higher shelf. She then heard banging emanating from the hallway and scurried towards it. Seeing the storage room door ajar, she peered into it and screamed.

What terrified her wasn't the startled witch or catgirl, but what was standing behind them. The automated stroller which had tortured her during the last trip home was looming idly in the back. Pink. Padded. Ominous.

As her heart raced, she slowly realized that even though the mechanical arms were propped up, they weren't moving. Glancing at the floor, she noticed some boxes had clearly fallen and had their contents scattered on the floor.

"How come you're screaming? Did we spook you??" asked the catgirl who struck a ferocious pose at Hina. "No no no, I was just uhh, worried that you had gotten hurt is all!" said Hina with a small, fake laugh as she kept an eye on the stroller. "Were you brats messing with the boxes, how come there's crap all over the floor?!"

"Hey we're not bwats! You're just a dumb big kid! We were looking for a bwoom, cuz I'm a witch," cried the little witch. Hina rolled her eyes as she shoved past the kids and started picking up boxes. She heard her mother calling out her name as her footsteps got closer. "Hina, where are y- oh there you are! What are you doing in the closet?"

"Cleaning up these brats' mess, look at what they did!" Hina said as she waved at the mess.

"We were just looking for a bwoom and we are not bwats!" huffed the small witch as she crossed her arms.

"Hina, don't be mean. And of course you're not a brat, you're a very scary witch!" Hina's mom pretended to be scared as the witch giggled. "Now let's see if we can find you a broom, I think there's one back here...here we go!" She pulled out a small decorative broom from behind the large stroller, not hearing the *click* as a switch on the stroller was toggled.

Hina was muttering loudly as she continued to clean the fallen items, covering the low sound of the stroller powering up. "Oh Hina, look at this! It's your old costume, awwww." Hina's mom picked up a piece of clothing and held it out for everyone to see.

It was a pink, frilly dress with the words "I <3 MOMMY" embroidered on the chest. With an incredibly short skirt, it would not come close to covering Hina's butt if she were to wear it now. As her mom stretched it out, she looked over at Hina with an eyebrow raised. "Y'know, you could still fit in your old costume if you tried it on. I bet you could wear it with some of the other baby clothes you bought during your last escapade," she teased as Hina blushed a deep red.

"MOM! I'm not a baby! And I didn't buy those clothes, that dumb stroller went berserk and kept me captive for that entire time you were gone!" she yelled as she pointed at the stroller. Hina's mom giggled at how much of a rise she could get out of her daughter.

"Oh I know honey, I just wish I could see my Baby Hina in a Halloween costume one last time. You'd come home only after filling up all your buckets of candy, then after tiring yourself out you'd go to bed in your crib. Ugh, I miss those days." She wiped away a fake tear as Hina continued to seethe and the children giggled. "But alas! Those days are gone. Oh well…ok kids, time to get ready. Your parents want some pictures before they leave. Hina, how about you get dressed? Or are you going to be a grumpy college student tonight?" She stuck her tongue out as she left Hina to finish cleaning the storage room.

Fuming after being embarrassed in front of a bunch of kids, Hina finished stuffing the fallen contents into various boxes. As she lifted the final box on top of another, she looked up and saw something odd. Moving an old coat aside, she realized she had been looking into an old mirror. As she stared at her reflection, she noticed movement in the mirror, almost like a snake...Her heart stopped.

Hina whipped around in time to see the snake lunge at her and felt something large fill her mouth. "Mmmphhhh?!?" Her cries were muffled as she tried to reach for whatever was covering her mouth, feeling a small handle attached to something plastic. "Oh Baby Hina, it's time to get ready for Halloween!" said an electronic voice in front of her.

The stroller scooted forward as Hina looked on in terror. While she was frozen in place, the stroller's other arms grabbed Hina's hands and began stuffing them into something tight but soft. Getting a hold of herself, she looked down and saw that she had been placed into baby mittens! As the arms were adjusting the straps on the mittens, Hina saw her chance. Pulling back, she managed to break free of the arm's grip.

Turning around, she ran through the door and rounded the corner. She needed to grab her mom to deactivate the stupid thing, otherwise who knew what it would do. But as she ran, Hina felt something catch her foot and was sent tumbling down. Turning her head around, she saw the stroller looming over her and a decorative broom on the ground. "Son of a- That stupid brat's broom!" she thought to herself as the stroller's four arms reached out once again. This time, they had a firm grip on each of her limbs as it started dragging her back into the storage room.

"Mmmmmmpphhh!" she cried through her pacifier which was impossible to spit out, what with the large plastic bulb in her mouth. As she was being pulled, she passed by the living room and Hina spotted her last chance at salvation. The princess brat from before was sitting on the couch, digging through the bowl of candy Hina had tried to keep away from her. Hina tried to cry out from behind the pacifier to catch her attention.

Looking up, the princess stared into Hina's face just before she was pulled away. As Hina pleaded with her eyes, the kid stuck her tongue out at her. "You're not dat tall lady! I could still reach the candy, bleh!"

"You little shi-" Hina's thoughts were interrupted as the stroller finally reeled her in close.

"Now, now, Baby Hina, playtime is over. Your mommy wants you dressed up to go trick-or-treating! She said that you can keep going tonight until you fill up all your buckets." Hina's eyes grew the size of saucers as the stroller pulled two massive candy buckets from one of the boxes.

"How in the hell did mom let me trick or treat with those as a kid, was she working for the dentist?!?" she thought.

"Then once you're done we can lay you down in your crib just like mommy asked", chirped the stroller.

"Crap! Mom must have turned it on by accident earlier, it heard her say Baby Hina urghhh!" Hina screamed mentally as the stroller began stripping her clothes. Held up wearing only her mittens and pacifier, she began shivering.

"Don't fret Baby Hina! Let's get you dressed up all snug and warm. But first let's make sure the baby doesn't have any accidents." It pulled out a massive diaper from a box marked 'Yui Tech', the baby company her mom worked for, as it set down a changing mat.

"MMMMMMPPPHHH" cried Hina to no avail as she was set down. The arms worked quickly as they powdered poor Hina then taped the diaper closed. Hina was unable to close her legs now owing to the large marshmallow taped around her waist.

The stroller kept busy pulling out various objects from other boxes. It pulled up a pair of stockings with pink frills onto her legs, followed by a pair of heeled Mary Janes. "Great, that must be from an old costume. Now it looks like I dressed up like this on purpose!"

Her curly, blonde hair was pulled into pigtails and then she was stood up. Raising her arms, the stroller held up the pink, frilly baby dress from earlier. "Your mommy is going to love seeing you in this Baby Hina!" She was stuffed through one sleeve at a time followed by her head. Pulling the skirt down as far as it would go, Hina could see that she was correct earlier. Her diapered butt was not going to be covered by this at all!

"Aww, doesn't Baby Hina look adorable? Now, let's go show mommy." Hina was turned around and sucked into the seat of the stroller. Multiple straps were pulled and locked, effectively trapping her in a padded pink prison. The stroller moved towards the front door as Hina groaned behind her pacifier and struggled against her restraints.

Pulling the door closed behind her, Hina's mom sighed. Not only did she have to deal with missing another chaperone, her own daughter was being so annoying about tonight. Sure, it'd be more fun to hang out with some other adults but it was nice to take the kids trick or treating!

"Oh, if only my Hina were still a baby. Ahh, she was just so cute back then. Toddling around in her cute dresses, diaper drooping, yelling ‘Twick O’ Tweat’ at the neighbors...good times." As she turned around, she was met with a pleasant surprise! Her Baby Hina had appeared before her in all her cuteness! Only she was much bigger than her memory..she rubbed her eyes in case she was hallucinating. But it was her!

Hina fought against her restraints as her mother looked at her in shock. "Mmmpphhh! <Mommmmm!>" groaned Hina, hoping to get out of the stroller and this ridiculous outfit as soon as possible. Hina shuddered as she realized her mother was beginning to smile. She pulled out her phone instead of helping her! She was taking pictures?! "MMMM MMMMPPHH MMMMM <MOM, YOU DUMB BUTT!>!" whined Hina as her mother cooed over her.

"Oh Hina, my Baby Hina! Did you become a genie and make mommy's wish come true? This will make tonight so perfect! And so smart too, I can put the stroller into babysitting mode. That way I don't need another chaperone and you can go with the kids up to the door. This will be so much fun!"

Hina's mom was so ecstatic that she mistook Hina's pleas as cries of joy. Not only was she stuck, her mother thought she was doing this on purpose! Hina was close to tears as the kids were gathered up before heading out. The children giggled at Hina's predicament, calling her a big baby and other names. Hina tried to plead with her eyes but the small witch, princess, and catgirl ignored her as they reveled in her predicament.

"Okie-dokie kids and babies! That's you Hina! Let's get this show on the road!" Everyone was ushered out the door and Hina felt a chill breeze blow up her skirts, making her diaper incredibly obvious to any passerby. Hina's mom made sure to say hi to everyone, joyfully pointing out how Hina had dressed up for the occasion of chaperoning other kids. The kids in turn called her a big diaper baby and their parents just laughed at her choice of costume.

"Mmmmm mmm mm mm <Mommmm, please stop!>!" mumbled Hina as she attempted to push out her pacifier. Somehow, it filled up every bit of the inside of her mouth and while she tried using her tongue to remove it, her mom just saw a cute baby sucking on her paci.

"Awww, she's getting so into this. I knew she loved Halloween! Maybe I'll set up her crib like the old days when we get back like I promised." thought her mom, in pure ecstasy.

As they pulled up to the first house, the stroller stopped at the walkway, releasing its restraints. "This is my chance!" thought Hina. As soon as she could stand, she attempted to bolt in the direction of her house. On her first step, she stumbled to the ground. Groaning in pain, she realized that the Mary Janes strapped to her feet were too wobbly and had no traction! As she attempted to get back up, she felt a sharp wap to her diapered bum. "MMPH!" she cried as she heard the stroller speak in a commanding tone.

"Uh-uh, Baby Hina. You are to walk to the house to get your candy and then come back. I can't have you running off and getting hurt! Do that again and you'll get more spankings." The stroller lifted her up and with a mechanical arm on her butt, pushed her in the direction of the house. Waddling slowly towards the house, the other kids were already on their way back, delighted with their candy haul.

Defeated, she waddled to the first door. Ringing the doorbell, Hina closed her eyes anticipating the initial bit of humiliation she was about to endure all night. She couldn't escape in these shoes. If she tried to run, the stroller would catch up and spank her! Her mom was too caught up in getting to relive Hina's childhood to bother helping her and those kids hated her!

Her thoughts were interrupted as someone finally opened the door. "Mmm mm<Oh no...>" mumbled Hina as she recognized who answered. It was Becky, one of her old high school bullies.

"Aww, look how cute you are- Hina?!? Oh my god...Pfftt, I guess the rumors about you being a big baby were true," she scoffed as she looked Hina up and down. To make matters worse, Becky contrasted Hina's baby outfit with an incredibly sexy latex cat outfit. Hina glowed deep red with embarrassment as she shoved her candy bucket forward. "What, you want candy? Ha! Well, whatever this is, you do know what you need to say first right? Or is Baby Hina too much of a baby for candy?" smirked Becky.

Huffing, Hina realized what she needed to do. "Hrrrkk hrrr Hrrrrttt <Trick or treat>" was all that came out from behind the pacifier.

"What was that baby?" laughed Becky.

"HHRRRKK HRR HRRRK" was Hina's next attempt.

"Oh no, I need to hear it Hina, or else you get nothing," teased Becky while wagging a large candy bar in Hina’s face.

Breathing in and pushing as hard as she could on the pacifier, Hina yelled out, "TWICK OR TWEAT!"

Breathing heavily, she almost fell into a coughing fit as the pacifier settled back into place. "Aww, that was so cute Hina! Here, have an extra piece of candy. Just don't make too much of a mess in your diapey later!" giggled Becky, dropping candy into her bucket.

As her hand moved, Hina noticed something else in Becky's grasp. Spotting her gaze, Becky smirked again. "Well of course I took a video, silly! I need to let everyone else see what a cutie you are," Becky laughed as she slammed the door in Hina's face.

Ashamed, Hina unconsciously sucked on her paci as she waddled back to the stroller. Her mother was giggling as she watch the entire spectacle, recording it for posterity. What Hina didn't realize was that the stroller was listening for the words "Trick or treat" before lessening the size of the pacifier bulb. One of the many features built into it by her mother. Afterwards, it would inflate the pacifier bulb remotely.

This shameful situation kept happening over and over again all night as Hina ran into old acquaintances throughout the night. By the time this was done, Hina felt like her face would stay red permanently!

She also kept hearing an odd grinding and plinking noise behind her as they traveled from house to house alongside bouts of giggling from the three kids with them. Whenever the kids passed by her, they would make a show of the candy they were eating. Hina just rolled her eyes, assuming they were just trying to make her jealous because the only thing she could have in her mouth was a pacifier.

Little did she know though, the three kids decided to conspire against her. They didn't think a big baby like her needed all that candy, so they spent time between each house making a hole in the bottom of Hina's candy buckets. Then they would hold their own buckets underneath and let her candy plink and plop one by one into their stash.

After almost two hours of embarrassing herself, they finally made it back home. Relieved, Hina was ready to be released. She needed to use the bathroom and there was no way she was using this diaper! Way too many people had taken her picture or video and she just wanted to crawl into a hole and sleep forever.

"Okay kids, let's check out our pails and buckets, did everyone fill up on candy?" asked Hina's mom. The kids' pails were overflowing with candy, Hina could see that even their pockets were filled. But when Hina's mom held up her buckets..."Oh Hina, you barely got any candy! Maybe people didn't think it was fair to give a big girl too much candy..."

"MMmmpphhh mmmm mmmmpphh<What the hell?! Where's all my candy?>" cried Hina. She didn't care about so much about the candy as much as she feared something else.

"Uh oh! I was specifically instructed that Baby Hina is to come home only when her buckets are full of candy. Baby Hina will continue to trick or treat until objective is complete," chimed the stroller.

Hina looked at her mom in terror! She pleaded with her eyes, hoping that she would free her from this hell.

"Aww, poor Hina. I guess you wanted to make sure you got your fill of candy tonight. Well, you've made mommy so happy tonight, I don't see why you can't keep trick or treating tonight! Stroller, be sure to bring back Hina by 11pm tonight. It's only 7 so there's plenty of time left. Have fun honey, I'll have a treat ready for you when you come back!" said a happy mom. She had plenty of time to set up Hina's old crib now!

Hina cried behind her pacifier in horror, realizing her mom was letting her torture go on for even longer! The stroller whirred towards the street, redirecting itself towards the town center, mapping what houses they hadn't visited yet. As Hina was carried against her will, she heard slight plunks and crinkles behind her. Pieces of candy would continue to fall out of her buckets, guaranteeing that the stroller would have her out until her curfew…if not longer. Her mother and the three kids waved at her looking back and yelled, "Happy Halloween Baby Hina!"