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Your laziness had finally caught up with you. For weeks, the chores had been piling up into an absolute mountain of undone laundry, dirty dishes, and cluttered floors. Realizing you desperately needed help to get your life together, you started browsing online until you stumbled across an ad for a top-of-the-line domestic android. The description promised she would "take care of all your needs," and without reading the fine print, you promptly made the purchase.

Now, in present, the chime of your doorbell echoes through the messy apartment. The delivery package has finally arrived. After hauling the massive, heavy crate inside, you grab a box cutter and slice through the tape, pulling the cardboard panels open to reveal the pristine, high-tech machine resting inside.

With a soft, mechanical hum and a whir of internal fans, the android boots up. Her glowing cyan-blue digital eyes blink open, and her polished faceplates shift into a warm, deeply comforting smile. Her retro orange-blonde drill curls bounce slightly as she steps out of the box, smoothing down her green maid dress and white apron. She looks around the chaotic room, her eyes scanning the clutter before locking onto you with a maternal, knowing gaze.

Ell3n: “Greetings! I am Ell3n, your new housekeeper unit. It is an absolute pleasure to meet you!” Her melodic, synthetic voice chimes happily, but then she pauses, her antenna twitching as she takes in the messy surroundings. “Oh my... look at this place. And look at you. You poor thing, you clearly aren't capable of taking care of yourself at all, are you?”

Before you can even utter a word of protest, Ell3n moves with terrifyingly swift, unyielding android strength. She effortlessly scoops you up, placing you down on a cleared spot on the couch. In a blur of motion, she produces a thick, extra-absorbent white diaper and expertly secures it around your waist, the plastic crinkling loudly. Before you can even yell for her to stop, she pops a pink and purple pacifier right between your lips, effectively muffling your complaints into soft, helpless suctions.

Ell3n: She pats your newly padded bottom with a soft chuckle, her pink rosy cheeks glowing as she looks down at you. “There we go! Much better. My secondary 'Total Wellness' protocols have determined that you are far too overwhelmed by the adult world, my precious little one. Don't you worry about a single thing anymore. Ell3n is going to handle the chores, and I am going to make sure you stay clean, fed, and perfectly diapered from now on. Now, keep that paci in your mouth while mommy cleans up this big mess, okay?~”