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Shocky could hardy believe the word that had just come out of his friend's mouth. Was the wolf really serious about this? The short raccoon blushed furiously as even the thought of it left him unable to speak. Joseph couldn't be serious about this, it just had to be a joke, right?

Shocky had been friends with the chubby wolf for the last year or so now. Given his short stature and penchant for drawing attention to himself, the raccoon often found himself babied by his friends and unable to do much about it. Joe had always hung back on that sort of thing, observing it from a distance but not really instigating it.

"Yep, I've decided you're going to be my little baby raccoon. So, let's get you diapered up and ready, then we'll head to my place," Joe reiterated as he gave Shocky a smile that said it all: he was the one in charge of this situation.

Shocky grunted as he saw the wolf take a step before him. The behemoth of a wolf was over twice his height and several times his weight. The raccoon was hardly a match in a contest of strength between the two. What's more, it scarcely took anything special to baby him as most of his friends loved to point out. After all, he still fit into regular baby diapers and clothes since he was so short, so it didn't even take a specialty order to thoroughly baby him.

Joe bent in, and though Shocky tried to dodge, he found the wolf had him cornered enough that it was no contest. The raccoon squirmed against his captor's hands, looking all the more the part of a fussy baby since he couldn't break the canine's grip. Before he knew it, Shocky was cradled in lovingly by the calm canine and was being carried over to his own dining room table.

Shocky whimpered as he looked at the pack of diapers the wolf had brought with him. Joe was the last person he'd ever suspect of doing something like this, but as he thought it over, it made more sense. The wolf had always hung back, letting other friends baby and tease Shocky, and maybe he'd just never joined in because this held some more profound significance to him that he didn't want to show in front of the others yet. Perhaps he'd just been working up the courage to take this step. Either way, the raccoon was surprised when he'd come upstairs with a car seat and a pack of diapers in hand.

The raccoon grunted as he was set against the table. Joe went right to work, unbuckling the smaller raccoon's pants and pulling them down and off entirely. The wolf worked with practiced precision, lifting Shocky's butt from the table and effortlessly sliding one of the open diapers under him. The pattern on it was Sesame Street, thoroughly babyish.

"But... I'm not a baby!" Shocky called out as he tried and failed to wriggle out of the way.

Joe's hands held the squirmy raccoon by the ankles as he found a nearby bottle of talcum powder. Shocky didn't like to chaff, and so always had baby powder on hand. Of course, that invariably worked against him when one of his friends decided to do something like this. The sweet scent of talcum filled the air as the larger canine dusted him down and then used a hand to gently massage it in.

"I'll decide that now. After all, you're my baby, which means you're obviously too small to make decisions for yourself," Joe teased as he playfully stuck out his tongue at the smaller raccoon.

Shocky grunted. He was pretty sure they were the same age. Though both of them were young adults, it seemed that hardly mattered to the wolf, who started to fold the baby diaper up around the raccoon's hips, pressed it in, then taped it firmly into place. It was perhaps a little tighter than he'd expected, but that only spoke to the wolf's strength.

As the wolf stood up and picked Shocky back up, the raccoon's hands flew down to his crotch. He wasn't about to make this any easier and tried to tug on the tapes of the diaper to pull it off. Joe's hands moved down and caught his wrists, quickly pulling his fingertips away from the tape strips as the canine gave the raccoon a mischevious smile.

"Awww, I know the little baby might not like his diapees, but he's gonna keep em on because that's what daddy said. Let's get those widdle hands in some mitties. After all, little guys like you shouldn't be without some nice and soft mittens to cover your adorable fingers," Joe teased as he walked toward the car seat he'd brought in.

Shocky whimpered as he saw the seat had more than the pack of diapers it had previously held. Inside the seat, several babyish things sat waiting for the wolf to get to them. All of them had a common theme: fluffy. Though they were baby blue, everything in there was thick and looked like it would make movement difficult for the raccoon. Shocky wriggled against Joe's grip, now thoroughly distracted from his earlier mission of trying to take off the diaper and much more focused on getting out before all that got put on him.

"Now now, musn't fuss. After all, you're gonna look so adorable in the clothes I picked out just for you. See? Look how adorable they are, and all baby blue just for you. Oh, and the onesie has a rubber ducky on the front, won't that just look the cutest on you?" Joe doted as he held Shocky and gave him a moment to drink in the sight of all the humiliating clothing.

Shocky was too overwhelmed to do much more than blush and sputter out an attempted response. The wolf chuckled approvingly at how embarrassed the raccoon was and went to work. First, he picked up a pair of mittens and booties that were laying on top of the clothing pile. He started with the mitts, working them on each of the raccoon's hands as he squirmed and fought every second of it.

The struggle did Shocky no good. All it did was make him feel even more like a helpless little kid being dressed by someone bigger than him. Soon enough, his fingers were encased in thick mittens, and a tiny padlock on each of their wrists kept them tightly secured. The raccoon groaned as he realized his fingers could hardly close with these babyish bondage mittens fastened on him.

The booties were left on the floor as the wolf went to work on the rest of the clothing. Shocky's shirt was pulled up and off, and replaced by the fluffy onesie. He had to admit, despite the fact it was obviously designed to make the wearer look as adorable as possible, the fabric did feel good. The crotch snaps tightly secured over his diaper, hugging it up and ensuring it wouldn't start to droop from extended wear.

The next article of clothing was even worse. A thick snowsuit, designed for babies being taken out in the cold. The material was several inches thick and looked like it would basically turn the raccoon into a living plushy. The pattern on it was pacifiers and teddy bears, all in a darker blue than the rest of the suit, and the whole thing zipped up in the back to keep searching hands from interfering with it.

Shocky kicked out, wriggled, whined, and bucked against the wolf's grip. None of it did him any good. His hands pressed against the iron grip of the bigger canine and found no purchase. He tried to grasp at Joe's fingers, but the mittens kept him from being able to loosen the canine's grip even slightly. The raccoon whined as he was slowly ebbed into the thick, hot, fluffy suit.

"No, come on! I, you... please don't do this," was all Shocky could whine as the thick fabric enveloped his feet, his arms, and then the rest of his body.

"Awww, don't worry. I'm sure it'll feel nice. Don't you see how soft it is? Perfect for a baby like you. I don't think we'll need your booties, though, since its actually got the footies built-in to keep your little toesies warm," Joe teased playfully as he finished stuffing the raccoon into the thick suit and started to zip it up in the back.

With a few tugs, Shocky knew he was stuck. He reached his hands back, but with the thick mittens over them, he couldn't even feel where the zipper was. He felt hot already, but it wasn't like he exactly had a choice in the matter. The thick fabric of the suit kept the raccoon unable to wriggle even as energetically as before, every bit of his body covered in cushions to make his squirming more ineffectual than usual.

Joe set Shocky on his feet for a moment, and the raccoon nearly fell over as he tried to gain his balance. He could barely waddle in this much padding and could feel everything, from the diaper to the snowsuit, making it harder to get anywhere. He looked to the door and gritted his teeth as he saw it was shut. He couldn't imagine how hard it would be to try to open it, but he had to try or go along with getting strapped in a car seat and carted off by the wolf.

Joe walked back across the room to pack up the remaining diapers he'd brought and to grab a few things from around Shocky's apartment. In the meanwhile, the raccoon made his way toward the door that led outside. He grunted as he reached up, but felt the smooth fabric covering his glove merely slip off it.

"Come on, I need to... get... out," the raccoon said as his hand continued to slip off the door handle with every attempt to open it.

Joe took his time. Obviously, he didn't believe Shocky would be able to get the door open in time. Instead, he seemed to find it amusing the babied up raccoon was attempting it, mainly because the snowsuit kept him from reaching high enough to touch the handle without jumping up to grasp it. Soon enough, he found everything he was looking for and started across the room.

"No, come on!" Shocky hissed to himself as he saw Joe was on his way toward him again. He jumped up one more time, and finally managed to grasp the top of the doorknob despite the thick mittens encasing his fingers. His eyes widened in shock, he hadn't expected to get it. He tried to swing his legs and use that as leverage to turn the knob, but before he could get enough to actually make the door open, the wolf's hands caught onto him and plucked him quickly from the knob.

"No... " Shocky whined as he watched the knob getting further away while the wolf hugged him in.

"Aww, you almost got it. Don't worry, widdle guy, I'm sure you'll do better next time," Joe teased as he hugged in the smaller raccoon and started back for the car seat.

The seat wasn't even the type that was meant to be taken out of the car. It seemed the wolf didn't think it'd be much of a challenge to get strapped in correctly, even with the bundled raccoon strapped in it. The wolf knelt down, and Shocky wriggled as much as he could to avoid being pressed into the bucket-shaped seat.

The wolf went to work at once, ebbing the sheepishly blushing raccoon's arms through the harness straps to either side of the seat. The two of them came together over the raccoon's chest, but couldn't quite close over the thick coat. Joe chuckled as he moved behind the seat to adjust the straps.

Shocky saw his chance and tried to bolt out of the seat. As he tried to tip up and stand out of the bucketed cushion below him, he yelped as the seat suddenly tipped back and caused him to fall back down into it.

"Ah, ah, little guy. You just stay right there, we've gotta get your seat all ready for you. I wanna make sure it holds you nice and safe. After all, we can't have little babies wandering around the car while its moving," the wolf cooed, acting as if he was explaining the situation to an actual toddler.

Shocky opened his mouth to retort, but the wolf quickly moved in and caught the raccoon off guard. Within moments, the canine had stuffed a thick pacifier into Shocky's mouth and attached a little leash coming off the end of it to the front of the snowsuit. Shocky groaned and blushed brilliantly. The bulb on the pacifier was enormous. He pressed his tongue against it, trying to spit it out, but found it was more than enough to stay stuck without the help of his hands.

While the raccoon reached up to try to grasp the pacifier stuffing his maw, the wolf went back to work on the straps. Shocky just barely managed to pull the thick rubbery bulb out in time for the canine to go back to work, strapping him in. The two pieces of the upper harness fit together, locking into place with an oddly satisfying click the raccoon groaned as he was pressed back in his seat by the straps and saw the wolf reach down to grab another strap.

All Shocky could do was kick his overly padded legs uselessly as the wolf threaded the remaining buckle up between his legs. He felt it firmly pressed down and groaned as the diaper surrounding his dick was squished in harder. Then, finally, with another loud click, the final buckle slipped into place at the buckle on his chest and trapped him in all the harder.

Shocky groaned as he felt the baby seat picked up from behind by the wolf. He reached down with his mitted hands to see what he could do about this. His wrapped fingers tried to push the big red release button centered on his chest, but the extra padding combined with the firmness of the button kept him from getting too far there. He tried to squirm up, but the shoulder straps were too narrow for him to slip his shoulders out of.

As the raccoon was carried along, he tried to grasp at the buckles with his uselessly mitted hands. They all felt firm, securing him tightly in the same tight bondage any kid that needed to be restrained for a car ride would face. He felt utterly like a baby and blushed brightly as he saw they were passing by other people. He was far too flustered to consider asking them for help as the wolf continued to haul him down the stairs and toward the front door.

When they got outside, Shocky noticed the sidewalks were crowded with people. He finally found his voice as he tried to call out for help, but quickly saw the wolf's hand snap down and stuff his pacifier back in his mouth. The raccoon groaned as he tried to pull out the baby soother while Joe walked over to his car and opened the door to the back seat, but had a difficult time due to the padding covering his fingers and making them useless.

Meanwhile, the wolf went to work to buckle the seat into place. Shocky could feel the seat rock slightly as the wolf threaded the seatbelt through behind him. With the harness in place, that seatbelt would be enough to keep Shocky sat in his seat like a good baby until the wolf was ready to release him. Of course, there was always the chance he could wriggle the straps loose, but he highly doubted it, considering they hadn't so much as moved with his best squirming so far.

Shocky managed to get his pacifier out just in time for the seatbelt to be buckled into place. He felt utterly secured, and it was utterly humiliating that all these soft things could so easily confine him into babyish bondage despite the fact he was a full-grown adult. He grunted and flushed as he started to kick and squirm in the hope he'd find some sort of weakness in the harness that would let him slip out.

Joe climbed in the front seat of the car and started it. Shocky groaned as he watched the car start to roll down the block, the last time he'd see his apartment until he could escape this predicament. He felt a sinking sensation as he corrected that thought. If he could escape, not until. He turned his thoughts from that patch of darkness and started to try to push the buckle again with as much effort as he could put into it.

Joe adjusted his rearview mirror, and Shocky knew why. The wolf was keeping an eye on the babied raccoon. The occasional chuckle from the front seat told the bundled up and babied boy all he needed to know: the canine was thoroughly entertained watching him struggle against the straps with all the efficiency of an actual toddler.

Shocky felt like he was making a little progress on the buckle as they drove along, but even as he continued to press, the harness never let up. The button seemed to depress, but it only pushed in a slight amount under the pressure he was able to exert through the padding thanks to the hard plastic surrounding the bright red button.

Shocky gave up on the button after what felt like half an hour of struggling. The progress he was making was obviously not enough to release him from his toddlerish fetters. He started to pull at the straps again, trying to free himself another way since he couldn't get the buckle to open. He felt hot in the snowsuit, though it was cold outside the wolf was running the heater for himself in the car, and it left the blushing raccoon little choice but to deal with it.

"L-let me go, come on!" Shocky whined, only to hear the wolf chuckle at the suggestion.

"Hmm, I think not. After all, now that I've caught you, its time for you to be my baby raccoon, and there's not a thing you can do about it. Bet you didn't even notice the hood on your snowsuit, why don't you take a look in the mirror?" the wolf teased from the front seat as he watched Shocky in the mirror.

It took the well-bound raccoon a moment to reach his hands up and adjust the hood. It was, of course, impossible for him to put up or down with his hands mitted up like this. With an adoring coo, the wolf reached back when they stopped at the next stop sign and helped the flustered raccoon pull the hood on so he could get a good look at it.

Shocky's blush intensified as he took a look in the mirror and realized what the hood looked like. The soft fabric squished his head from all sides as well as the rest of the suit. A pair of soft floppy bunny ears drooped from either side of the hood and made him look, much to his chagrin, adorable. He could imagine there was a fluffy bunny tail underneath him as well, of course, the car seat had him too well hugged to check that.

"See? You're gonna be my adorable bitty baby bunny. I even got you a pacifier with a carrot on the shield, but ya didn't notice that either while you were being a wiggly boy. You look so cute, trying to squirm out of your car seat. You're not gonna get away though, its got ya held down nice and tight," Joe teased as he continued to drive along, leaving Shocky to squirm and fail to get the bunny hood off his head.

"I-I'm not a baby bunny, I'm a grown-up raccoon. C-come on, this is embarrassing!" Shocky whined as he gave up on trying to get the hood off for now and went back to tugging on the buckle over his chest to try to loosen the straps holding him down.

"Aww, look how cozy you look back there. All bundled up, and look how nice that diaper looks on you. Yep, you definitely look better in diapers, no big boy undies for my baby bunny," Joe teased.

Shocky grunted as he realized something even more blush-inducing. His cock, below all the layers of thick padding, was starting to grow hard. He whined as his length involuntarily stiffened while Joe mercilessly teased him about his future. The strap tightly squished to the front of all the padding, and keeping it pressed firmly over his dick didn't help matters. Every single squirm only pushed it in harder and reminded him that he was being kept in diapers, and he had no other choice.

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The world rolled by outside for the next few hours, and they were some of the most frustrating Shocky had ever endured. Sure, he'd had to face the baby treatment from friends all his life, but he always knew they had to let him go in the end. He could still remember back in high school when one of his friends had strapped him into one of the built-in car seats on the school bus and how he'd not been able to get it off either because that friend stayed close by and kept him from fussing with the straps.

This was a different experience altogether, though. The little kid buckles on the school bus were nowhere near as tight as the ones that held him into place now. Not to mention, they were nowhere near as strict and not anywhere close to as hard to get off. The red buckle in the middle of the raccoon's chest taunted him, telling him how easy it was to get free but never actually letting up.

The fact the straps tightened from behind the seat made it all the more frustrating. Shocky felt like if he could just get at the tightening points, he might be able to barely wriggle enough room to escape the babyish confines. Since they were stuck behind the seat and well out of reach, however, the most he could do is tug against the bonds and hope they'd let up.

The snowsuit was hot, almost unbearably so. Yet, Shocky couldn't do a single thing about that either. The bunny hood was even too tight for his mitted hands to deal with, and he couldn't hope to get at that zipper at all while he was so tightly strapped in place. Not to mention, every time the wolf cooed at him or told him they were almost there, it made him blush, and the suit seemed to get just that much hotter.

The diaper taped to his butt, combined with the strap, kept the raccoon's dick in a semi-hard state almost the whole ride. Sometimes it softened a bit when he got too distracted with his escape attempts, sometimes it got harder when the wolf incessantly awwed about how adorable the stuck bunny in his backseat looked. The teasing there left him feeling an odd mixture of humiliation, helplessness, and arousal that fueled his desire to get out of this babyish predicament.

Finally, they arrived. Shocky looked around as he felt them turn for the first time in hours. He wasn't sure where they were, but it looked like it was pretty far out of the way. He couldn't see another house around for miles, and his heart sank as he realized that it was going to make it all the harder to escape. What's more, if he was kept in padding like this the whole time, he'd basically have to waddle for miles to reach the nearest town.

As they pulled up the dirt road, Shocky couldn't help but be amazed. Joe had never struck him as the kind of person who'd have a country estate like this. It wasn't particularly fancy, but it didn't have to be considering the fact they were obviously on private property. The house did look relatively new, however, that the raccoon's mind immediately set to work imagining all the devious devices inside meant to keep him utterly babied.

The car pulled up to the house, and Joe yawned and stretched in the front seat. Shocky groaned as he saw the canine step out of the car and move toward the back seat. The wolf reached inside, and within around two seconds, he'd unbuckled the straps that had effectively held the bundled up raccoon effortlessly for hours.

Shocky groaned and tried to avoid being picked up, but Joe was quick. He moved the straps out of the way to either side, threading the raccoon's arms back through them while keeping a hand on the blushing boy inside at all times. Then, he scooped him up, placed him on a hip, and started toward the house.

Joe's grip was nearly impossible to break. Shocky tried to wriggle against his fingers but found his efforts softened by the snowsuit around him. The babyish garments were definitely doing their job, and then some, they kept him both warm and unable to do much of anything as he was carted off and toward the house. As the two of them went inside, the raccoon looked around, and his ears drooped below his hood as he looked at how well prepared Joe was.

Baby bouncers, a walker, and even a harnessed highchair were all visible from the front door. Shocky groaned as he looked around at all the tools of babyish bondage the wolf had in store. Most of them had strong-looking buckles, obviously meant for the more rambunctious children who might use them but more than capable of foiling the best efforts the raccoon could put forth if his hands were kept mitted and useless.

"Alright, little guy, let's get you out of your little suit, then I think its time to feed the baby boy," Joe teased as he started to work the zipper down.

Shocky was excited to be out of the suit, at the very least. Yet, it took the wolf far longer to get him out than it had to get him in. The thick fabric clung to him as though it wasn't eager to let him go. After a few minutes of work, however, he was finally freed of the confines of the suit. Before he could enjoy the newfound freedom too much, however, the wolf sat down and pulled out the booties from the apartment.

Shocky found it just as hard to avoid getting dressed up this time as he had before. Joe worked quickly and effortlessly stuffed first one foot then the other into the booties. The raccoon flushed as he realized what they looked like: they were shaped like bunny feet. Of course, they'd have to be, and as he got a closer look at his mittens, he realized they too were shaped like bunny paws.

"Aww, don't you just look precious? Now, how about we get you some nice food?" Joe cooed as he stood with the raccoon and started toward the highchair.

"I... I'm not hungry," Shocky grunted as he wondered what sort of food the wolf had in mind.

"Of course you are. Now, let's get you all taken care of," the wolf teased as he pulled the tray out of the way on the high chair.

Shocky tried valiantly to avoid getting strapped down tight again. The wolf was able to work quickly, though, and the five-point harness slipped into place much easier this time. Though it took just a slight adjustment, the canine was able to make it while keeping the raccoon pinned back against the chair pretty effectively so he couldn't fall out of the chair.

As the harness buckled into place, Shocky realized for a moment how much it was like the one on the car seat. True, this one had thinner straps, but that hardly made a difference once the tray was slipped back into place. A hard rubber bar seated firmly against the raccoon's onesie covered diaper front and made him whine as it was clicked into place. That bar would keep him from slipping out that way even if he wasn't tightly strapped in.

Shocky squirmed against the bonds but found they were just as efficient as those on the car seat. He whined as he watched the wolf walk over to a cupboard and pull out several jars of various colored baby food. His cheeks lit up brilliantly, but he wasn't about to go through that if he could avoid it. He rocked back and forth in the highchair as much as he could, to see if he could knock it off balance and maybe use that to get free.

Yet, the chair didn't so much as tilt. The highchair was too sturdy for the diminutive raccoon to move, especially when he was strapped down so well in it. He groaned as he watched the wolf pick out a plastic-coated spoon, and then a big frilly blue bib. Shocky watched as the wolf approached him with the bib, but couldn't do anything as it was tied in place around his neck. On the front, it read in big block letters, "Daddy's Baby Bunny."

"I-I'm not a ba-gulk," Shocky tried to complain about the humiliating bib but found a mouthful of baby food pushed inside.

The flavor was that of overboiled vegetables, the consistency like glue. Yet, in his surprise, the food was swallowed down before Shocky had time to dwell on its flavor. Shocky coughed, trying to get the nasty aftertaste of baby food out of his mouth, but saw the wolf had already scooped up another spoonful and was moving it down to his face.

Shocky held his mouth closed, refusing to eat another bite of that green mush. Of course, that wasn't about to deter Joe, who simply let the spoonful of food mash against the stubborn raccoon's mouth. Shocky grunted as he realized this wasn't much better than actually eating the bite, now every breath he took, he could smell the overpowering scent smeared right below his nose, a constant reminder of what he was being fed.

"Now now, that won't do. You shouldn't be such a fussy baby. After all, we've only just started," Joe teased as he picked up another spoonful of the food.

Shocky defiantly held his mouth closed as tightly as he could. He wasn't about to give in without a fight, and since he was already wearing some of the baby food that didn't really serve as a deterrent to continued resistance. Of course, he wasn't planning on the wolf's solution to his defiance.

Joe grabbed the raccoon's nose. Shocky grunted in shock as he felt the canine's fingers firmly holding his nose, plugging it and ensuring he couldn't take a breath that way. He gasped after a few seconds and grunted in disgust as another bite of the mashed peas was shoveled in his mouth quickly by the wolf.

"Aww, see? That isn't so hard, is it widdle guy?" Joe teased as Shocky sputtered on the flavor.

Most of the mashed peas still went down his throat, but some dribbled onto his bib. Shocky felt degraded as he realized how much like an actual baby that he probably looked right now. Joe didn't even bother trying to feed him the next bite regularly, he simply went for the nose pinch, and the raccoon was forced to open up and accept another mouthful of the disgusting mush.

The feeding continued that way through the entire first jar. Then the next started. It was a jar of mashed carrots, and Shocky wondered when they were going to be done. He noticed the wolf had gotten at least ten large bottles out, surely the canine wasn't going to feed him all that mush, right? The look in Joe's eyes told him all he needed to know: he was going to get fed until he was a very chubby raccoon, and there wasn't a thing he could do about it.

"Here comes the train, open up the tunnel," the wolf teased as he moved the spoon playfully around.

Shocky nearly defiantly told the wolf he wasn't a baby, but managed to keep his mouth closed as he realized Joe had moved the spoon in to get him with it the second he did. Of course, that didn't stop the big guy from simply pinching the raccoon's nose and shoveling another bite into him. Shocky wriggled helplessly against the straps, he was already starting to feel full and didn't want to keep getting fed like this.

"I-I'm full. Let me gurck!" Shocky tried to ask, only to find another bite of mashed carrots in his mouth.

"Nonsense, daddy knows when the little baby's all full. So, you're gonna keep eating, and it'll just take longer if you keep defying me," Joe teased, obviously trying to coax the raccoon to play along and be a good baby.

"No!" Shocky said as he knocked the spoon out of the wolf's hand to the tray below.

"Aww, don't you worry little guy, there's plenty more where that came from," Joe teased as he picked the spoon back up and dipped it again in the jar.

"Y-you can't, I, glurk," Shocky shouted, obviously caught off guard yet again by the wolf's speed as he sputtered down another bite of the sticky gunk.

"I can, and I am," the wolf cooed, obviously so much in charge Shocky couldn't really do a thing about it.

By the time the second jar was done, Shocky was a bit more numb to the experience. It was still humiliating, but what could he do about it other than squirm and end up wearing a bunch of the food. The sheepish raccoon groaned as he was fed bite after bite, but he couldn't really do much to defy Joe's will as he moved on to the third jar.

Shocky felt like his stomach was getting chubbier already. He had a feeling that was the wolf's intention. To stuff him so full he could hardly move and, thus, prevent him from fighting back against the babying treatment. Of course, as the third jar was finished, all doubt was dispelled.

"Hehe, well, maybe you're ready now. If you wanna tell me about what a good little diapered baby raccoon you're gonna be for me, we can end your feeding right now," Joe teased as he took a break before opening the next jar.

Shocky was surprised and flustered. No way was he about to admit something humiliating like that. Yet, his cock twitched in his diaper as he was asked. He grunted as he shook his head, unwilling to give in to the wolf's will like that.

"Eh? Well, we'll see how you feel after another three jars," the wolf teased as he opened the fourth jar, this time mashed prunes, and went to work again.

Shocky's defiance rekindled, he fought back against the babyish treatment. Yet, Joe was always one step ahead of him. From the straps already in place to keep him from squirming out of the way to the way he'd simply grab the raccoon's nose and use it as leverage to give him another bite, the smaller raccoon was quickly discovering he was just as helpless as a baby.

Not to mention the way Joe would occasionally reach down and grope the front of the raccoon's diaper. Shocky grunted the first time it happened, assuming it was a diaper check, but soon found the wolf doing it more often.

"Aww, don't you worry, little guy. As soon as you're ready to admit you're a little baby boy, I'm sure we can let you make a sticky in your diaper," the wolf cooed as he groped at the end of the fifth jar.

Shocky's cheeks were bright with humiliation. Both embarrassment over how he was being treated and chagrin about the fact his cock was obviously enjoying it on some level made him all the more squirmy as the sixth jar started. His stomach felt completely stuffed with baby food, yet the wolf kept making room for more as he shoveled bite after bite into the raccoon's unwilling maw.

Shocky groaned as the sixth jar, this one broccoli and peas together, was finished. His bib looked like a modern art project, his stomach felt completely full, and he saw the wolf cross back to the cabinets and pull out a few more jars. It seemed he had more than enough to keep going, but the raccoon didn't know how much more he could take. He already felt like his insides were floating in the baby mash, and he didn't know just how much more he could take.

"Alright, widdle guy, you ready for your feeding to be over?" Joe teased, obviously enjoying the position of power he held here.

Shocky grunted through gritted teeth. He certainly wasn't ready to admit something so debasing to the wolf but knew he didn't really have a choice. He whined as he eyed the next jar in the wolf's hand. This time it was peas and prunes, something only the most diabolical mind would ever think up to feed to a little kid and something he didn't want anywhere near his mouth. The imagined flavor alone was enough to drive him past his pride, as he gulped and his eyes watered with what he knew he had to do.

"I... I'm your... baby r-raccoon," Shocky grunted, trying to be as quiet as he could about it.

The wolf's smirk said he had heard every word clearly, but as he reached into his pocket and pulled out his cell phone, the strapped-in raccoon had a feeling this wasn't over yet.

"Louder, please, and this time try bunny. After all, you're a bitty baby bunny, aren't you?" the wolf cooed as he held up the phone.

Shocky held no illusions. He was being recorded, probably on video, covered in the baby mush, and about to utter a phrase so humiliating it seemed to dry up his mouth before it could reach his lips. He gulped and groaned. He felt like a diapered doofus sitting in this high chair, strapped in like a little baby, and so helpless he was about to admit to being a baby bunny for the wolf.

"Of course, if you'd rather eat some more," the wolf said as he lowered the cell phone and picked back up the jar.

"N-ngh, wait! I... " Shocky sputtered as he considered the implications of not playing along.

"Ohh? What did you want to tell me then, little baby boy?" Joe teased as he raised the phone to look up at Shocky again.

"I... I'm your... li-little baby bunny, okay!" Shocky said, getting more flustered and louder as he went.

"Aww, you missed a word. Try it again. You're my diapered bitty baby bunny. Go on, tell me about it," Joe coaxed.

"I... f-fine! I'm... your diapered... b-bitty.... baby bunny. Now, put that food away, please!" Shocky whined, his cheeks growing redder as he was forced to admit it on camera yet again.

"Aww, what a good boy you are. Yes, I think you're ready to make some stickies in your didies. What a good widdle boy, telling me what you are like that," Joe cooed as he approached the highchair with the phone held up to capture the raccoon's reaction.

Shocky whimpered as every reaction was caught on camera. He felt silly, but there wasn't much he could do about the humiliation. He wriggled as the front of his bib was lifted to wipe away the goopy baby food from his mouth.

"Such a messy eater. Don't you worry though, daddy's good at dealing with messy eaters," the wolf teased as he scrubbed the raccoon's mouth with the clean bits of the bib.

Shocky groaned at the babyish treatment. His stomach felt utterly full, to the point he looked chubbier because of how much baby food he'd been force-fed by Joe. He wriggled in his seat as his face was scrubbed, but it did him no good against the harness hugging him and keeping him in place. The soft bib continued to swipe along his face, cleaning up all the bits that had managed to dribble out or get painted on his face by a dodge attempt.

Finally, it was over. Joe unsnapped the tray and started to unbuckle Shocky. The raccoon felt the slightest flame of defiance inside him, but as he leaned forward to try to jump out of the seat and run, he felt his stomach gurgle and knew it was no use. He groaned and leaned back in the chair at the remaining straps were pulled away, and the wolf bent to pick him up.

Now back in Joe's hands, Shocky wondered what was next. Then, he saw the wolf approaching the baby bouncer and groaned as he knew exactly what was to come. He squirmed helplessly, but it didn't do him any good as he was brought over and strapped into the baby bouncer's soft grasp. His crotch pressed against the seat with every downward bounce, and as the wolf strapped the shoulder harness over him and behind his back, he knew he wasn't getting out until the wolf wanted him out.

That's when Shocky felt the buzz. It started out small, just a single vibration against his crotch that could have been imaginary. Then, when his seat hit the low point again, he felt it yet again, buzzing harder as he wriggled in the bouncer in surprise.

"Aww, hope my widdle guy's ready to make stickies in his didies. Don't you worry, little bunny, this will teach you to bounce," the wolf cooed as he stood to the side of the device and watched it get to work.

Shocky groaned. With every downward press, he felt the buzzing against his crotch intensify. The whole diaper felt like it was vibrating against his dick, and he started to harden despite how embarrassing it felt to feel this way in a baby bouncer like this. Every single dip and bound reminded him how full he was, and the sloshing food inside him kept him from being able to control how much he was bouncing.

The wolf tapped a button, and the device went to work. The bouncing started to softly intensify, and every time it did, the buzzing on his crotch got just a bit stronger. Pleasure began to wrack through the small raccoon's body, and he found himself drooling from the intensity as his hips thrust forward. Of course, that did him no good, the bouncer fully controlled the pace of the experience, and the soft body of the bouncer around him ensured no matter how much he squirmed and thrust, he couldn't do a thing to get more pleasure than he was being given.

Within minutes, the raccoon was desperately pressing in. His hands tried to reach down, but the baby toys around his midsection stopped him from having any access to his lower half. The buzzing seemed to slow down whenever he grew close, and he whimpered in frustration as the vibrations intensified and ebbed to keep him utterly frustrated. His cock dribbled precum into the padding, and he could feel the damp spot where it was soaking into the diaper pressed in against his crotch with every downward bounce.

"P-please, I... I need to... " Shocky moaned as his hips desperately tried to press against the vibration just a second longer.

"You need to what? You have something to tell me, little guy?" The wolf teased as he held up his camera again.

"P-please let me cum," Shocky whined, his desperation and forced submission earlier piling on and overwhelming his humiliation as he begged.

"Ah, ah, I don't think that will do. Baby bunny's going to have to find a way to ask me better than that, or I'm not gonna let him make a sticky in his didies," the wolf teased, savoring the flavor as he watched the caught raccoon bouncing up and down.

Shocky groaned, his mind unable to think at that moment as his body desperately tried to control the pleasure, but found it was always out of his reach. The bouncer was deviously well designed for this, and seemed to slow down the more he bounced it on his own to keep the pace consistent and mercilessly tormenting for the edged raccoon. His mind was awash in pleasure, and he couldn't think of anything.

"P-please," Shocky whimpered, trying to convey his desperation in hopes the wolf would let him go over and relieve this all-consuming pleasure.

"Hmm, I know. How about you repeat after me?" Joe teased as he folded his arms and continued to watch Shocky bounce.

"Y-yes! Anything, just, please!" Shocky moaned as the vibration made his dick twitch and spurt another gob of precum into his pampers.

"Say, I'm a little baby bunny bun, pwease let me make a sticky in my didies, daddy," the wolf teased, obviously finding the best words he could for the situation.

"I... I'm a little baby bunny bu-bun, pwease... let me make a sticky in my... my didies... daddy!" the raccoon repeated, groaning as the tingling pleasure washed up through his legs just as the wave of humiliation at repeating something so embarrassing on-camera washed down over him.

That was all it took. Joe turned up the bouncer, it bounced harder just one time, and Shocky went over. He shot a load of spunk into the waiting diaper, and couldn't help the intense feeling of complete humiliation that washed over him as the bouncing and buzzing continued. He moaned as shot after shot filled the front of his diaper, and he whined as the realization of what he'd said hit him like a ton of bricks.

"Awww, I think I'll let you play in your bouncer a bit longer. Have fun learning to bounce, baby bunny," the wolf cooed as he reached up and turned down the bouncer again.

Shocky moaned as the bouncer returned to teasing mode. Every single bounce down made his spunk soaked diaper press against his crotch. He was still too full to fight back and felt even weaker after that orgasm than he had before. He whimpered helplessly as the babyish bondage device continued to bound up and down with him caught up in it, unable to do a thing as the incessant buzzing slowly built him back up to the point he'd eventually get desperate.

Joe moved to the couch, sat down, and started to read a book. The occasional upward glance from the wolf told Shocky all he needed to know. This would end when the wolf was ready for it to, and all he could do in the meantime was ride the wave and beg when he got too desperate. Of course, he had a feeling what he'd be forced to admit next time would somehow be more humiliating than the last thing he'd shouted out at the wolf's prompting.

Shocky whined as the bouncing continued. He slowly grew oblivious to all around him other than the feeling of humiliating pleasure and the constant reminder that he was stuck as the wolf's baby bunny as his crinkling diaper squished against the vibrator and tormented his dick a bit more.