This picture, I think, came out really great but it was way more of a journey finishing it than I thought. I actually got intimidated when I realized just how much more stuff I had to add on and make sure I got right after I drew the initial outline. The frills, the baby bonnets, the ribbons, and all that jazz were one thing. Then I had to remember the fine details like Gatomon's stripped tail and the color of Patamon's lower half. Then there was a snafu where I accidently, colored in the entire layer the wrong way and I couldn't reverse it so I had to manually work around it which took forever... but I did it.
Gatomon and Patamon are being put onto a Diaper conveyor belt. It's an automated daycare that they accidentally got trapped inside and weren't able to properly escape from. Even more unfortunately, they were put on it in reverse, which is why Patamon's got a diaper on his face and Gatomon's getting powdered in the mouth. Their butts are where the bibs, dresses, bonnets, and mittens are going as a result. Patamon is also being fed a baby bottle but since the butt is where the mouth should be... well, you can guess how that's going to end.
It was a fun little experiment despite how much harder it ended up being than I thought. Wasn't able to get this one out the next day like the others, that was for sure.
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"I think we wandered a little too far." Gatomon sighed, stopping before a weird, rundown building with hands at her sides. She was already exasperated despite walking not too far but it didn't take much to annoy her when seperated from Kari.
"Yeah, sorry..." Patamon looked a bit downtrodden. "I guess it was just my imagination. I could have sworn I saw something over here."
"Whether you did or didn't, it wasn't a good idea to just wander off like that. What if it was something dangerous? Or was that what you were counting on?" Gatomon asked.
"I--ACK!" Patamon gasped and then immediately got into a readying stance. Gatomon recognized the change in expression and demeanor on her friend's face and turned around with her claws at the ready. "Who goes there?!" Gatomon shouted right into the face of one Puppetmon.
"Whoa!" The wooden digimon said, scratching the side of his leg. "Not so fast there buckos. I was just taking a stroll." He wanted to sound friendly. He didn't have any intention of doing to them what he did to Cherrymon.
Gatomon raised a brow. "A stroll? As in you spotted us, ran away, and then decided to come in from behind? Yeah right."
Puppetmon grunted a bit. "Alright. You got me. I wanted to ask if you two wanted to play with me. I'm a bit bored." He said, crossing his arms.
"No thanks." Both Gatomon and Patamon said in unison, immediately turning to walk away. They had both, immediately, made up in their minds that this was a bust. What a disappointing diversion.
Puppetmon's body quivered with a tiny thimble of rage before it dissolved and in its place, a smirk crept onto his face. "Okay. Plan A was to ask nicely like the so called nice guys do but as I expected, nice guys finish last. Time for Plan B then."
With that, he took out his mallet, stomped on the ground to make Gatomon and Patamon flinch in their tracks, and as they turned around he SMACKED them both across their bodies as hard as he could, launching them through the broken down fence bordering the rickety building and watched as they soared through the open window!
"HAHA! YES! BULLSEYE!" He shouted, rushing towards the door and bursting it open, not caring as it smacked against the sidewall before squeaking closed.
The two Digimon descended from their short journey and smacked down hard against a conveyor belt, admist a much more mechanical and high tech looking room than what the outside suggested.
Both Gatomon and Patamon grunted a bit from both the hit and the hard landing, eyes rolling and bottoms sticking up as they were strolled down the line. Before they could properly regain their senses and quiet the chirping birdies they were hearing, Puppetmon activated something at the side of the entrance. The loud buzzing noise that started made both Gatomon and Patamon's ears ring.
That was the least of their problems as mechanical hands began sprouting from the floor, ceiling, and walls of this strange facility, grabbing at both their bodies. They couldn't struggle fast enough to get away and when they tried, the pain of that last hit made them go limp anyway.
"HAHA! Pretty soon I'm gonna have my very own baby dollies to play with!" Puppetmon grinned, arms waving about in happiness.
Things got weird immediately, when the machine kicked into full gear though.
First, the pink, sissy, baby dresses were swiftly yanked onto their bodies. Patamon first, then Gatomon. Puppetmon was delighted by it but raised a brow at how odd it looked. He figured the dresses he got just might be a bit weird.
Then, things were confirmed to be off when the machine started to slip the baby mittens on their feet. What?
"ACK!" Gatomon winced a bit when this happened. The way the machine shoved the mittens on and how it barely fit didn't feel right, no matter how soft they were. She began to blush a bit as she felt the softness of the dress cling to her too. She wasn't liking this.
Patamon was further ahead in the process and the bib had already been laid onto his butt with the baby botties that were supposed to go on his feet, plopping to the floor when his huge ears didn't make them fit.
"What is this?" Patamon gasped before yelping when his head was lifted and a big, poofy white diaper with frills was put under his chin. He gasped when he was plopped onto it, his face flushing red when he saw the diaper. "AH! NO! STOP I'M NOT-MMMGH!" He was silenced when baby powder was sprayed into his eyes and then a diaper was strapped over his face. He began screaming but it came as a panicked muffle.
Puppetmon was scratching his chin as he observed this all happen. "Must be a malfunction? I definitely put them on it the right way. I guess it somehow got reversed... darnit. I'll have to fix it later..."
He observed the scene and watched as Patamon struggled while Gatomon, flushing red with embarrassment as the bib and ribbons were put on her, saw the removal of the ring on her tail. That sent her heart into orbit as panic began to mount ever more.
"Stop this crazy thing right now! I swear I'm gonna-ACK!" Gatomon gasped when a diaper was laid under her face next. "You dumb pupp-AACCK! COUGH! GACK!"
She started to wheeze and cough with extreme discomfort as the baby powder was sprayed right into her gasping open mouth.
Puppetmon snickered as he watched this.
Okay, he had to admit, this was a little funny.
The machine was now at the part where it wished to feed the crying babies. It produced the first bottle of milk for Patamon and raised it right above his butt. The blushing Patamon could feel the drips of milk go onto his bottom which made him flush a deeper red, realizing what was about to happen.
Puppetmon was chuckling now.
"NO! NAAAAA--MMMFGH!" Gatomon screamed as the diaper was closed over her face too. She shook and squirmed about as they were taken down the line.
A bottle was produced for her as well. It hovered right over her swishing tail and pronounced bottom before both bottles were swung down for feeding time.
"HEEEEGYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" Both Patamon and Gatomon's eyes crossed as they felt the warm milk and the nipple of the bottle feed their behinds rather then their mouths.
Puppetmon had fallen to the floor, kicking about with laughter now.
Okay, nevermind. This was fun. He liked that it ended up working out this way now. Maybe he could have a little fun with reverse baby dolls instead... at least for right now. He did still want to see what they'd be like rightside up.
When the two reached the end of the conveyor belt, they were plotted unceremoniously into two baskets, grunting with red, humiliaited faces that were thankfully hidden by the diaper masks they wore on their faces.
"Y-You were right..." Patamon grunted. "I-I should have just ignored what I saw..."
"Grburlbglabablub..." responded Gatomon.
Suddenly, their bodies began to move. The two of them didn't know what to make of it until they started to spring to their feet, standing on their mitten covered toes, before being made to swing dance and shake their tails around like... puppets on strings.
Yes, Puppetmon had used his strings to puppeteer the two embarrassed Digimon around with ease. "Haha! My two little baby dollies sure are stupid. Can't even put clothes on the right way. Don't worry though. Everything will be fine. I'll take good care of you and we'll have loads of fun. I'll even get you some more milk. I can tell the cat enjoyed it." Puppetmon teased.
"Blrugaheeberfurber..." Gatomon said in response. It was the best way to articulate just how humiliated she was right now.
Puppetmon grinned and made the two of them strike a babyish, potty dancing pose.
"Oh yeah. This is what I call Advanced Playtime...!"
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Based on my knowledge of automated facilities like these, such "unruly babies" will definitely end up being punished. Hopefully with some over-enthusiastic paddling, just imagine how many pretty stars they'd end up seeing from it...
Based on my knowledge of automated facilities like these, such "unruly babies" will definitely end u
