The Kanker's Baby Bottleneck Comic Page 5 (Pixiv Fanbox)

May blinked and tried to move her arms and body, but the cloth of their now shared diaper kept her confined and unable to move. Thankfully the cloth material allowed just enough air in for her to breathe, but due to how tightly it was wrapped over her she had virtually no room to move. May kept trying to move her arms until she noticed that the way the machine had placed her sister's legs over her chest, prevented her from being able to move her arms; Marie's legs were essentially wrapped around the blonde's midsection, pinning the back of her arms against the thick material of the cloth diaper. The fact that her older sister was literally laying there, not fighting back against the machine, only fueled May's growing frustration.

The blonde's building rage and anger caused her to stomp her leg like a tantrum throwing toddler. May was stunned when she felt the rough surface of the conveyor belt against the bottom of her foot. This unexpected feeling could only mean one thing; her legs were the only part of her body that was actually free from the diaper!

With no other options available to her, May did the only thing she could do; frantically kick her legs! The sudden pressure of what May could only guess was one of the stupid gloved covered hands held her diaper covered crotch in place, forcing her legs even further apart as it started cradling the bulk of the cloth diaper between her thighs into her. She felt her legs being pushed even more apart, spread ridiculously wide, making her desperate kicks look more uncoordinated and awkward, like a baby learning to use their legs. Still, even with the gloved covered hand cupping her crotch through the thick cloth, May kept swinging her legs around wildly, trying her best to either loosen the diaper with her frantic movements or kick one of the gloved hands that had done this to her!

“MMMMMHHHH!” May growled into the thick cloth covering her face, growing even more frustrated as her wild kicks did nothing to break her out of this ridiculous diaper.

Suddenly, May felt her head and shoulders being lifted from the conveyor belt and the blonde couldn't help but wonder what was going on. With no clue what was going on she kept kicking, hoping that this new angle would give her the opportunity to either wiggle her way off of the conveyor belt, taking Marie with her or that she could hopefully kick the giant safety pin loose that held this crazy cloth diaper together. She could feel the pressurized air coming from the surrounding machines, rolling over her flailing legs in waves while that stupid gloved hand kept her from wiggling off the conveyor belt.

“DUUUR” The sound of Marie's unintelligible voice could be heard by May through the cloth.

May recognized the gibberish coming from Marie as the same type of nonsense that had come from her oldest sister, Lee only a few moments ago. Whatever the machine had done to Lee it had just done to Marie!

Marie kept vibrating her lips against each other, making incoherent noises as she stared off into space while her tongue hung out of her mouth. The burbling, mentally diminished teen didn't even realize that one of the gloved hands was supporting the back of her head until the bulbous fingers of the glove suddenly pulled themselves out from under her head. Marie's head, with nothing to support it, immediately slammed against the rough surface of the conveyor belt, causing her arms to bend upward like a t-rex as her eyes rolled back into her head.

“AGGGMMM!!!” May cried out from having her entire body being jerked backwards unexpectedly until she could feel her back laying on the conveyor belt through the thick layers of cloth wrapped around her shoulders. The blonde kept kicking her legs, trying to find anything to hit with her feet.

A bit further down the conveyor Lee found herself approaching the next station in the baby processing line. The redhead had managed to shake off whatever had knocked her senseless only to find herself coming face to face with a comically oversized tank of milk designed to look like an old gas pump she had seen in the junkyard. Lee followed the hose that extended from the milk pump until she found herself gazing up at another gloved covered hand holding the metallic nozzle of the hose in front of her face.

“Huh?” Lee asked, obviously confused by what she saw until the gloved covered hand shoved the hose into her open mouth.

Lee literally had no time to react to the hose being shoved into her mouth. Before she could even realize what had happened the nozzle in her mouth blasted her throat with a strong stream of milk. The redhead placed her hands flat onto the conveyor belt, keeping herself from being pushed onto her back by the force of the hose and started to gulp down every drop being pumped into her. She swallowed down the milk as fast as it came and felt her stomach start to swell from the steady stream of baby formula. Lee could feel her diaper growing tighter as her once toned tummy expanded to accept all the milk that kept surging into her mouth. She simply sat there, powerless to stop the torrent of milk from filling her bloated belly.

After an agonizingly long feeding Lee noticed that the steady stream finally stopped flowing. She watched in a daze as the metal nozzle of the hose was pulled from her mouth, allowing her to finally catch her breath. The conveyor belt paid no attention to the redhead as it resumed moving, carrying her to the next station on the line. What awaited her when the industrial line came to another stop shocked the normally unshakable redhead.

“What the heck is that?!” Lee shouted as she looked up at the large, big breasted dresser's dummy with mechanical arms in horror. It was seemingly looking down at her with its headless form which only added to the fear Lee was feeling.

Without hesitation, the automated dress maker's dummy reached out to scoop up the screaming redhead. Lee could feel the familiar bulbous fingers of the glove covered hands sliding across her upper back and underneath her thighs. She instinctively pushed against the bizarre looking machine with her right hand, doing her best not to touch the anatomically correct automaton’s breasts. However, the machine was much too strong and fast for Lee to do anything other than look like a fussy baby as she was lifted up from the conveyor belt and hoisted over the dummy's shoulder.

Lee winced when the glove covered hand cupped her diaper covered bottom, cradling the eldest Kanker against her bosom. Her face immediately started burning with embarrassment upon realizing how she must've looked at that moment; the toughest girl in all of Peach Creek dressed in a diaper, bib and bonnet, being held by some maternal mannequin like an overgrown baby. The sheer shame she felt only doubled when the crazy contraption started patting her on the back, expecting her to burp like she was just another baby on the line.

A steady growl rose up in the redhead, her anger overcoming any shame or embarrassment she felt, but that too was immediately replaced by a pressure rapidly rising up in her bloated gut.

To Be Continued….