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Rules

Frost almost managed to fall asleep. Nursing on a large baby-bottle took a lot of time for him to empty, and shutting his eyes in shame came naturally. Tends to come naturally to anybody in his position, on all fours, nursing a large pink bottle of warm formula clumsily between brilliant pink-rubber mittens, while his tailhole ached from being plugged and his thighs grew used to being spread lewdly by the enormous diaper between them.

At the beginning, he shuddered, paralyzed by pondering whether or not his hard cock made a bulge in front of his diaper, whether his moist lips had changed the dampness indicator on his diaper, and just how aroused in general he looked. But as he suckled, those feelings faded and he lost himself in the warmth and helplessness. He was almost asleep when the >Click!< of the leash attaching to his collar woke him up. At first, all he knew was his face-fur was soaked with drool and formula. Then, as he opened his mouth to speak, the obscenely bulbous, and thick, nipple of the 'pacifier' he'd been gagged with shoved in; it's canine-like knot popping as it slipped past his teeth and into his mouth again, locking in place and spreading his mouth lewdly wide. Before he was re-muzzled, he had remembered, and his ears lowered and cheeks burned appropriately. As he looked around slowly, taking in the wide eyes of his friends as they watched him, Mama-Bear spoke, standing to one side of him, Mama-Frost on the other, "Now that we've all had lunch, it's time to explain a few more rules. The bathrooms have all been locked. Only us Bots can open them now. It will be a long time before any of you are allowed to use them, if ever again, for their typical purpose. Your behavior may earn you a slightly less or much more humiliating way of dealing with this predicament, but no matter what you do, all of you will spend some time like Frost here. Some of you will have it worse. Telling you everything would ruin the fun, but Mama-Frost will explain a bit of it now." Frost's bot grabbed Frost by the scruff, lifting him like a prop and pointing to his thick diaper. "Bad boys and girls who act like little cubs or misbehave will find themselves in diapers, and have to submit to potty-training to get out of them again. Not submitting or further misbehavior may be punished by further punishments. For example, in order to submit to potty-training, you must tell your caretaker whenever the urge to make a mess or wet or play with your diapered-bits in a way appropriate for a big cub in diapers.", Mama-Frost pointed to Frost's stuffed muzzle and continued, "but if you are a bad cub, like Frost here, we will make that harder.", her voice took on mocking tones as she rubbed noses with Frost, "How's my little baby going to ask if he can make his happy-pawsies in his diapee?". As she looked back to the others she continued, starting with a stage-whisper of, "That's what baby-frost calls masturbating, and what all of you will as well.", clearing her throat, she continued while the others watched on incredulously on all fours, save Tumbles, "Not speaking means no way to submit, in most cases. And even if Frost could speak, he's tail-stuffed. Which means if Frost earns his voice back, he'll need to prove he can pee like a big boy before we'll take his plug out and let him prove he can handle harder bits of being a big boy.".

Frost cried softly, dangling from the bot's paw as Mama-Bear spoke up again, "The more you resist, the further back you will go. We would be happy to completely control and exhibit your every bodily function. Now some of you are... special. Because we want you all to cry and cum together, you will all end up like Frost here eventually, but for some of you, diapers won't be standard fare. Cosyne... dogs usually don't wear diapers. Most of the time, you'll be expected to paw at a door for walkies when you need to go, and to hump your owner's leg when you're all excited. Tanjent... once you are diapered, you will stay diapered. Until we are gone and you all are back in control, you will be diapered. Not as punishment, you will be punished in other ways. You will stay diapered because when the others are behaving, you will be their toy as well as their Toylet.".

While the others stared in surprise and shock and dread, Tanjent looked down guiltily, her face devoid of surprise. After modifying the toilets and fixtures in every bathroom, she knew what was coming more or less. "G-guys, it's.. it's alright, don't... don't suffer to save me, j-j-just don't... don't... don't m-m-make my face d-dirty.", she interrupted, pleading strongly at first then breaking into tears at the thoughts of what was coming, her voice a whimper, "N-not dirty, but wet or-or sticky I don't mind! Don't end up in trouble, they-they're making me make things and I'd rather help clean you guys then watch-", Tanjent was cut off by Mama-Tanjent, who quickly slapped a collar around her neck, locking it with a click. Her lips kept moving, but no words came out. "Bad girl. No interupting when we're talking.". Tanjent whimpered quietly, realizing her collar negated every word before she could say it, tingling warmly against her skin. Mama-Frost kicked the diaperbag to Mama-Tanjent, who picked it up and opened it, pulling out the changing mat and handing it to Tanjent. Tanjent held it with a whimper as Mama-Tanjent whispered to the now silent cat. Mama-Bear continued, while Tanjent, crying quietly, unrolled the mat, straightened the straps and sealed it to the floor before laying on it, "Tanjent, who won't be heard from again for awhile,", Tanjent shuddered at that, undoing the gag around her neck and unclipping the straps attached to it, following her whispered commands as she plopped it between her wordless lips and sucked on it, "will come in contact with almost anything and everything that comes out of your bodies. If you behave, and choose to use your new toy properly, she will enjoy it, as hard as it may be to believe.

If you do not, rest assured she will still be used to clean up after you, but not in a method she will enjoy.".

As Tanjent shuddered and whimpered, she fastened her thighs into the straps on the mat, then her tummy, before laying back and looking to her bot for help.Mama-Tanjent kissed Tanjent on her snout and locked her wrists in to their straps, proceeding to lift her ass off the ground and diaper her like Frost had been.

"Because Tanjent has lots of work left to do, bathroom breaks will be scheduled now, one a day. Today's is now. Cosyne... you first. Do you need to go outside?", intoned Mama-Bear, looking to Cosyne. Cosyne blinked a bit, wondering what he'd do in space, then realized what he was actually being asked. Cheeks red, he shook his head, his hindlegs shuffling closer together. Deep in his mind, he heard a puppy-like whimper. Not exactly in protest. Not exactly in shame. Not exactly in guilt. But definitely in all three... and, most alarmingly because of how little it alarmed him, hopeful, greedy anticipation. Hope. For a relief like a horrible infection that has finally been lanced and drained. Cosyne tried to hold back his tears as he was held by fear at himself. He wanted to blame it on the burning creature, but he knew how badly this was wanted, something he had long since become used to not chasing, though it's absence, as amazingly unnecessary and stupid as it was, had ached. Had been aching a long time.

In fear, that inner voice howled, and he felt his thoughts, the reasoning voices in his head fade to a comforting, distant murmur. It was stupid, and he knew it, but he couldn't see it as he was overtaken by the Dog that rode him, rode within him. The thing that had always come out when he was hurt.

Inside his eyes, something gleamed, and a goofy doggy-grin lit up his face.