DBZ Moms Vs. The Diaper Machine Page 21 (Pixiv Fanbox)

Bulma kept kicking her legs, trying to break free from the gloves holding her upright by her wrists by moving around as much as possible. She was basically throwing a massive temper tantrum, screaming at the top of her lungs, when she felt the imposing grip of the gloved covered hands vanish from her wrists. The feeling of falling through the air lasted only a few seconds before she ended up landing next to Chi Chi on a pair of hard, steel tendrils that were waiting for her.

“This will hurt me more than it hurts you, mom.” Trunks declared in a slightly sarcastic tone, obviously imitating something his mother had told him many times before this moment.

Bulma grabbed at the rounded tendril in front of her out of instinct, trying to steady herself on the pair of tendrils. They were wide enough for her to lay across but subconsciously speaking she didn't want to slide off of them.

“You didn't unplug this thing?” Chi Chi asked with a hint of disbelief in her annoyed tone.

Bulma couldn't blame Chi Chi for being pissed off; the raven haired housewife had literally sacrificed her own ass to give her an opportunity to shut the machine down.

Before Bulma could even think of anything to say in her defense she felt the palm of one of the gloved hands slide over the front of her diaper! The fingertips of the gloved covered hand forced their way between the metallic tendrils she laid on, moving themselves across her diaper until the bulbous fingers grabbed at the waistband just underneath her belly button. Bulma was about to shout at them to stop when a second hand stuck its fat fingers down the back of her diaper, seizing it in its grip and pulling at it with such strength that it literally caused Bulma's lower body to be lifted up from the tendrils!

Bulma gritted her teeth, gripping the tendril in front of her even tighter as her own invention gave her what felt like a diapered wedgie. Thankfully, the tapes of the diaper finally tore away from the plastic of her diaper, freeing her body from the pressure that had been put on her womanhood due to the diaper being pulled up between her legs. Next to her Chi Chi looked on in shock as the sound of adhesive being ripped from the plastic surface of Bulma diaper overwhelmed the background noise of the machinery.

The diaper was finally pulled free, sending Bulma crashing back down onto her stomach with no padding to absorb the beard impact. Still, it wasn't that far of a drop and her backside hurt a lot more than her stomach did.

Knowing what was going to happen now that her diaper had been removed, Bulma decided to plead with her son.

“Mommy didn't mean to yell at you.” Bulma spoke clearly as she rubbed her backside, a hint of apprehension was present in her voice while she tried to soothe the spots that bore the brunt of the diaper being tugged up her cheeks. “Turn off the machine and w-”

While the machine had been busy yanking off his mother's diaper Trunks had overseen the enlargement of a regular, adult sized paddle to something a lot longer that could accommodate a pair of giant brats like his mother and Goten's mom. He had to give credit where credit was due; his mom not only invented a giant conveyor belt that could take care of babies, but she had even included a device that could shrink or enlarge an item to accommodate any “baby” that was being cared for. No matter their size.

Trunks grinned as he directed a lone glove covered hand wielding the much longer and larger wooden paddle towards the two troublemaking mom's bottoms. The collision immediately cut his mom off, mid sentence as the paddle made contact with their asses. A colossal clack of wood against skin rang out in the laboratory. The sound was deafening, but it wasn't as impressive as the force behind the paddle causing both his mother and Goten's mom to lift up by about two or three feet into the air!

To Be Continued…