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I woke slowly, letting out a slight groan as I stretched making my back pop loudly. I reached up to try to rub the grit from my eyes, but my hand hit something soft that squeaked slightly as it bounced away. I pushed myself up quickly and looked around me, taking a long moment to remember where I was. “Oh yeah.” I grumbled as my eyes took in what they could in the dim light.

I was sitting mostly naked on a pink bedsheet inside of a large crib. The mattress beneath me squeaked slightly as I shifted, and I felt the slight chill on my back that was covered in sweat. My hand rested on top of the strap-on attached to the inflated plush moose toy that was gifted to me by the pink rubber cow mom. I heard a soft chuckle from the floor nearby, just out of sight.

“Finally awake, sleeping beauty?” Callum asked, and I could almost hear the amused smirk in his voice. “Which one of you bastards gave me the moose?” I asked groggily, taking my hand from the dildo and rubbing my eyes with my thumb and forefinger. The guys all chuckled but decided to avoid answering the question. “You must have needed the sleep. I assume you were out for about nine hours or so. We have all only been up for about an hour, so we decided to let you sleep.” Jonas spoke up.

“Sorry about that guys, you could have woken me.” I replied with a yawn, scooting on the mattress until I was able to slip my legs out through the open gate. “Nah man, what’s an hour or two? You had it rough yesterday. Plus, you’re a civilian, you’re not trained to operate on five or six hours like the rest of us. Even Ryan has only been up for half an hour, and he got an hour more sleep than you.” Jonas commented, and I heard him stand from just to the side of me.

“Why didn’t you at least turn on the lights?” I asked as I stood, and began to move slowly towards the short hallway with the glowing console embedded in the wall. “Dude, we wanted to let you sleep, be rude as hell to wake up the guy paying the rent.” Callum chuckled. “Plus, we can’t use the console, it’s keyed to you, so we don’t go nuts spending all your cash on you apparently.” Lee added with a chuckle himself.

“Well, sorry for leaving you in the dark guys. Watch your eyes eh.” I warned, before pushing the button on the screen to raise the brightness in the room to daylight levels. “You don’t need to apologize man.” Jonas said before Ryan cut him off with a snort. “Telling a Canadian to not apologize, is like telling a dragon to not hoard gold. It ain’t gonna happen.”

The guys all laughed at my expense, and I couldn’t help but chuckle as well. “Too true, sorry guys, but I won’t even attempt it. Reality could implode if I did.” I grinned, walking back into the room and sitting down on the floor in a cross-legged position. “Oh no, anything but that! I’ll be good, promise!” Lee called out dramatically, even covering his mouth and opening his eyes wide in shock. It was quite hilarious.

“You guys want to go get some coffee at the bar, and then we can talk about a plan for the day, and the coming competition?” I asked. I got nods from the others who all stood up. The marines stretched a little bit, and shook out their arms, hopping on the balls of their feet for a moment before grinning “That’s the magic word dude.” Callum spoke, and the others all nodded enthusiastically.

“I’ll cover the coffee, may as well put my winnings to good use!” Ryan spoke, picking up his large and awkward pile of diapers the others had given him. His cheeks were pink, but the grin on his face was wide. I snorted. “Sounds good to me. I have enough diapers in the bank for just one page from my notebook, anyone mind sacrificing a couple pages, so we can write down what we know about the competition?”

“I’ve got our notebook. I’ll bring it along.” Lee commented as the guys made their way over to the door. I nodded and chuckled before following along. I watched each of them disappear with a slight pop of displaced air, then I grasped the door handle and followed along.

We reappeared outside of one of the doors in the hallway, unlike the last time, everyone stayed in a group instead of reappearing in random spots throughout the second floor. We all looked around, and then lee pushed Ryan into the middle of a formation. No sense letting the only guy carrying diapers be exposed I supposed.

“Steve, you going to go change that diaper?” Jonas asked casually as we made our way into the lobby. “Not yet, honestly, I would love to, but the book seemed to suggest pissing, crapping and cumming. I’m going to wait a bit. I don’t want to have to waste fifty points again if I can help it.” I replied casually. Jonas shook his head slightly, and Callum blushed, though his voice had respect. “Damn man, you’re stronger than I am. And you’re always thinking of the future. Just damn. How can you be so strategic?”

I shrugged as we walked past the furniture and plastic plants decorating the open lobby. “I played a lot of games, mostly RPG games while I was alive. I was always plotting my character growth extensively in the beginning of the games, and did every side quest I could as soon as possible, so I would never have to visit an area twice. I guess I carried the same mentality here, since I found out achievements were a thing. I’m just looking at this place as an RPG of sorts, which also makes doing the things I have to do much easier. If they also had stat points, skills and magic, I’d be going at it as much as possible right now.”

My hearing caught some none-too-subtle whistling in the air. “Terinas, are you serious? Are stats and magic actual things here?” I asked turning my head to the ceiling, to direct my question, but other than some crazed sounding chuckles, no answer was forthcoming.

Lee looked at me briefly with an eyebrow raised, before opening his book and beginning to write in the corner of one of the pages. I could see the words “Stats/Magic?”

The guys looked to each-other as we paused at the top of the stairs, Jonas crouching down and silently making his way down to peer around the corner of the stairs. He waved a hand to indicate the coast was clear.

“That, actually explains a lot.” Lee spoke softly as we made our way down. “How so?” I asked, as the others nodded. “I mean, just the fact that you aren’t viewing this place in the terms of Earth, I can see how thinking of this place as one massive quest line would make things easier. The quest, earn a billion diapers. You have a store where you can upgrade your equipment, a ton of NPC’s that always have quests for you to complete, and even an achievement system that grants bonuses.” Callum explained as we reached the bottom of the stairs, Jonas giving us the go-ahead.

“You even have your own personal dimension that you can spend your gold to decorate, and upgrade.” Lee added, getting nods from the others. “Well, that’s more in depth than I was thinking of it, but yeah. It’s making things easier for me.” I replied, keeping my voice low so it would be harder for me to be overheard. The others realized why I was suddenly quiet, not quite wanting other people to catch on to my methods. “I think you just made all this easier for me to process. I think I’ll start trying to take on some of the harder crap.” Lee whispered back.

The others grunted, and Ryan spoke up “I don’t really have much of a problem here, as I said, in life this was kind of normal for me. But yeah, I think I’ll branch out in what I’m willing to do as well.” He spoke. We walked in silence for a moment, before something occurred to me. I paused in my step, and I looked around the casino, squinting my eyes to look off in the distance, but I couldn’t find what I was looking for.

“What’s up dude?” Callum asked as the group moved back towards me. “The guy who I zapped with my book isn’t here. It must only last a few hours, or he managed to get onto a stool at a table.” I replied, my tone surprisingly cold. “Well, at least he’s not here. Let’s get going, I need coffee.” Jonas spoke, his chuckle breaking me from my thoughts.

“Good point, Ryan, you sure you want to buy? I don’t know how expensive coffee is. Nor breakfast if you want that too.” I asked, and he nodded. “Worst case man, I’ll just steal some of your coffee. I’m cool with just a few mouthfuls.” He replied, and immediately Lee said “That’s what she said.” Making everyone grin. I added, making my voice sound confused. “Funny, I don’t remember your sister ever saying that.” And Callum guffawed loudly, everyone else joining in the laughter.

These guys were pretty awesome. As we were beginning to get close to the bar, I whispered to the guys “My latest achievement, I’ll tell you when we are back in my room, I don’t want any of the staff or others to hear.” I said conspiratorially, but the guys didn’t hesitate to nod or grunt in understanding. Except for Ryan, he looked downcast, wanting to know, but not wanting to argue. The others knew information was important, and some things had to wait.

A thought occurred to me as we got within hearing distance of the gorilla bartender. “Hey guys, if you don’t mind doing something embarrassing, there is an achievement you can earn while getting breakfast at the same time. And you will probably be getting paid diapers as well for it.” We paused as we got close to the counter, and Ryan spoke up.

“The achievement I saw in your book. Happy Cow or whatever right?” He asked, and when I nodded, he continued his thought process.

“You want us to all go suck on a breast or teat from that rubber cow person, and if we all do it at the same time, we could probably get a group bonus reward.” He spoke, his voice thoughtful.

“If we were willing to do that every day instead of breakfast, not only would we get diapers daily, but we could go longer without needing food, as well as make her happy.” I nodded and smiled.

I also added to his musings by casually stating “She also seems to pay you for letting her change your diapers. If you don’t want to go to the fox, she would be a good second bet. Something to think about.” I chuckled as we arrived at the row of bar counters.

“Which bartender do you want to go to?” Lee asked, and we looked down the length of the massive counter. Closest to us, right on the west end of the counter was the familiar gorilla, I gave him a wave and a smile, and he gave a wave back. “Well, the gorilla there is really kind, his room is like a leather and latex bondage dungeon. I think he has a spanking fetish too, though he definitely likes having others helplessly crap themselves. Should be pretty easy to earn extra diapers from him if you’re in the mood. I don’t know any of the others though.” I explained, looking down the row.

There were only five different bartenders. The gorilla of course, followed by a lion with golden fur, though instead of brown his mane was a bright red. Perhaps he was Scottish. The next was what looked like a weasel, his chin was white, and the rest of his fur brown. The hair on his head was tied back in a pony-tail and was black with royal blue streaks.

The fourth bartender was a tall and athletic looking rabbit. His fur was light brown, though his hands or paws, depending on how you looked at it, were white up to the middle of the forearm. His ears were pointed straight up, just over a foot in length. Finally, the fifth bartender was a badger. Black and white fur, a permanently angry scowl on his face, and violet eyes that seemed to blaze in contrast to the rest of him. Even his suit was black.

“Go with the evil you know?” Callum asked, and the others nodded their assent. I chuckled, and we all made our way to the gorilla’s counter. “Welcome gentlemen, would you like to have a seat?” He asked in a professional manner, his eyes sparkling when they met mine. “Yes please, though can we all go in your instance together, if it’s not too much of a problem?” I asked, before the others could grab a seat. They paused, just in case.

“Of course, my table is all set for you to join together.” He replied with his deep voice, a genuine smile on his face as we all sat down.

The world shimmered, and changed colors until we all appeared on the stools in the familiar bar. Ryan set his diapers down on the counter before giving his arms a shake. “It is good to see you again sir, are these your friends?” The gorilla asked cheerfully, letting out a soft snicker as everyone looked around the leather and rubber dungeon, their faces pink. I chuckled and nodded.

“Yes, thank you. This is Callum, then we have Ryan, Jonas, and Lee.” I replied, grinning myself. I knew my expression had to have been the same as theirs when I first saw the place.

“Pleasure to meet you all. I assume you are all here for breakfast?” The Gorilla asked, and I nodded with a smile. “Just coffee for now please actually, I don’t know if we can afford more than that at the moment, and I don’t think these guys are ready to see me try to earn diapers quite yet.” I spoke, grinning at the others, breaking them from looking around the room.

“Well, I will admit that a big enema, spanking and fucking would probably wake you up more than a coffee would.” The gorilla chuckled, making me snort as the others blushed further. “It costs ten diapers for a cup of coffee, but that also includes cream and sugar as you need. Twelve diapers if you want the cream from your mommy at the black jack table.” He chuckled and winked at me, making me blush slightly and grin back. “Or fifteen diapers each if you want unlimited refills.” He chuckled. I looked over at Ryan, and he didn’t hesitate to push seventy-five diapers forward, nearly half of his whole pile.

“Unlimited refills please?” Ryan asked, his expression so full of hope that the gorilla full on laughed. “I like you Ryan, free refills it is! Also, as I’m a Daddy type, I’ll change your diapers for free as long as you supply the changes. You’ll have to do more to earn diapers from me however.” He replied, and picked up an empty coffee pot from below the counter, the glass polished spotlessly as if brand new. “Most of you seem military, so I assume that dark roast and strong like tar will be okay?” The gorilla asked, getting nods from everyone, including me. That was the only coffee you needed.

He placed the pot on the burner of a coffee machine, and without needing to push a single button, dark ambrosia began to pour from the spout, steaming hot and filling the air with a wonderful aroma.

“You are the best.” Ryan spoke, breathily as he inhaled, getting a laugh from everyone around.

“Would it be okay for us to hang out here for a while? A lot has been going on and we would like to discuss plans and strategies if that’s okay with you?” I asked the bartender and received a nod in return.

“Stay as long as you like. You aren’t actually taking up any tables and stopping me from serving other customers by you being here. Stay a few hours, or a few hundred years, I enjoy the company.” He replied kindly.

“Thank you, sir. We appreciate it.” Callum spoke sincerely. The gorilla set down four large mugs in front of us, as well as four tiny pitchers of cream and sugar dispensers. Nice to see they weren’t using packets of sugar or portioned cream cups. I always needed too many of each.

The pot was quickly filled with aromatic coffee, and he filled our mugs until just an inch below the rim. We each added in our custom mixes, save for Ryan who blissfully took a swig from his black. Once we all had a sip, Lee set his book on the counter. “So, Steve. You likely have a lot more to tell us than we have to tell you. Want to start things off?” He asked opening his notebook and lifted his pencil to take notes.

I nodded, taking a drink from my coffee as I thought about where to begin. “I told you guys about my plan to start a mail delivery service thing?” I asked, getting a nod from them, and the Gorilla suddenly seemed very interested.

I plopped my own notebook on the counter, and pulled out the page where I drew the map. “Don’t touch the book, it’s soul-bound. Anyways, I’m going to make my way from table to table every day, spending maybe three or four hours a day collecting mail and letters from the staff.” I explained, and Lee began to write into the book.

“I delivered eight letters for the banker yesterday, as well as let the staff write replies. When I delivered the first letter, I got a personalized achievement. Basically, every letter or piece of mail I deliver I get twenty diapers deposited directly into my bank account. It is a tiered achievement, and at the second tier, it increased the diapers I gain by twenty percent, so I now get twenty-four per delivery.” The guys were looking at me in surprise, though Lee wrote down what I was saying quickly.

“That is a really good idea. We don’t get to interact with one another anymore. I would pay quite well to receive a letter from my friends.” The bartender chimed in, pouring himself a cup of coffee as well. I shook my head at him, which made him frown.

“You cannot actually pay for a letter. To receive or have delivered. The diapers I get are from the Casino directly. The only way you can pay me is if you get a parcel, and that is a tip, not a payment. So, it is entirely optional.” I replied, smiling at him.

“That doesn’t sound fair.” The gorilla mused, and I chuckled. “It’s perfectly fine, I’m not doing very much work. I’m taking a nap while you do the writing, and then walking to a few tables and handing your letters over.” I explained. He frowned, but waved his hand to let me continue explaining to the guys.

“Anyways, I think I only get so much because it’s a personalized achievement. Terinas created a normal achievement, I think it’s rare. It should offer the same benefits, though likely it would only be ten diapers, and increasing by ten percent every tier. Maybe twenty-percent if you are able to get the first-place achievement thing.” I explained.

Callum spoke up. “How many letters does it take to advance a tier?”

“I had to deliver ten pieces of mail for tier-two. To get to tier three, I need to deliver twenty-five. The count resets to zero at each tier. So really, to get to tier three, I need to deliver a total of thirty-six letters.” I finished. Jonas let out a low whistle.

“That’s a lot of letters man.”

I shook my head and grinned. “Not really, I think I spent what? Four hours delivering letters? And during that time, I drew a map, made more diapers by brushing a horse, and hung out with a few dealers. I managed to deliver sixteen letters during that time. That’s over three-hundred and sixty diapers in my account in four hours. And the value will just keep getting higher.”

I let Lee focus on writing as I took a few more drinks of my delicious coffee. Finally, a drink that did not taste like rubber or piss. It was a nice change.

“As a bonus, an outfit has opened up to buy from the store. It’s expensive, but it will be worth it if I want to make this a career. It’s called the Postal Worker’s uniform or something. If you have ever played RPG games, you may have heard of something called a clothing set? When I wear the full set, which includes the bag that comes with it, the number of diapers I get for deliveries is doubled. I also get a twenty-percent discount on buying it because I have the personalized achievement.” I added, and the guys all listened to me with fascination.

“As far as I know, that bonus would also apply to anyone who has the normal achievement and starts delivering letters. It sounds like there is an outfit for everything to be honest. A farmer’s set doubles the diapers you earn when you do farm related activities, like milking a pink cow or interacting with farm animals. A chef’s set doubles the diapers earned by cooking. And so on.” Lee actually had to lift up a finger to get me to stop so he could catch up.

“Dude, that sounds awesome. I think I want to start doing the mail delivery thing as well. If we all work together, and each do only one dealer per day, we could do the full loop of the downstairs in what, twenty-one or twenty-two days?” Callum asked, taking a look at my map, and doing the math in his head.

“If you guys want to do that? I mean, it might not be as worth it for you if you don’t get as many diapers as I do? But that would let us get to all the dealers faster, and make everyone happier. Plus, with just one dealer per day, they can write longer letters, or more letters. As long as you offer to let them write a reply, we should all level our achievements fast and start making good money.” I suggested, and Callum nodded.

“I’m down, though since you get the discount, can you be the one to buy our clothes sets? How much do they cost anyways?”

I had to think for a moment to remember. “I think there are different tiers of outfits, though I haven’t confirmed it. The first tier of the outfit costs fifteen-thousand diapers. With my discount, that brings it down to only twelve-thousand. If I get first place in the competition, I could definitely afford it, though I have some other things I need to buy first.” I said, and lee quickly scribbled down the price before looking at me expectantly.

“I want to buy two upgrades for the console in my room. I can’t remember the prices but I think the first will cost me three-thousand diapers, that lets me create spare keys for you guys, that I can decommission at any time. So you don’t have to wait for me to go into the room. The second thing, I think it was ten-thousand, will let me invite the staff to my room, or at least a copy of them.”

“I understand the first one, but why the second?” Jonas asked.

I had to think about how I worded things with the bartender watching me so closely. “Well, the letters is one thing, helping the staff interact a little bit. They haven’t been able to do that for over a month now. If I can invite them to my room for a few hours, and let them interact with their friends in person, I think they would really like that.” I said with a soft smile.

“How much money would you get from letting them hang out in your room?” Jonas asked, and I shook my head slightly, and gave him a shrug.

“As far as I know, none. I mean, I could still earn diapers normally from them, I think. Give a blowjob here, milk some udders there, but just letting them interact with each other wouldn’t let them pay me anything. I’m no expert, so I could be wrong. If they have an orgy in my room, maybe that would count?”

Callum looked as if he was going to speak up about the waste of diapers or whatever, but he was interrupted by a loud sniff from the gorilla, who turned his back to us in order to blow his nose into a handkerchief. While his back was turned, I gave Callum a soft smile, and pointed my hand towards the emotional bartender. Callum nodded, and his expression softened.

“I’ll help you get that how I can then. If we have spare keys, I guess we can take turns inviting the staff into the room every night. It would be slower than all of us delivering letters, but at least once every couple months, each dealer should be able to hang out with their friends that way. I wonder if there’s a way to make your room larger?” Callum mused, and both Lee, Jonas and Ryan nodded in agreement.

The bartender cleared his throat and wiped his eyes briefly before speaking up. “Your room size is set depending on what floor you are on. Its dimensions are doubled every floor. So, second floor is twenty by twenty, third floor is forty by forty, then fourth is eighty by eighty and so on.” He explained helpfully, giving us all a bright smile.

“Thank you, that’s great to know.” Ryan said, giving a smile to the bartender who refilled his mug with steaming coffee. He raised his mug to the gorilla in salute before taking a drink and letting out a sigh.

We all drank from our mugs in silence for a minute, each getting a refill and adjusting our coffee to our tastes before Jonas asked “Any more information you need to share?”

I nodded. “Do any of you enjoy cooking food or reading books?” I asked, Callum, Jonas and Ryan nodded, while Lee shook his head.

“Well, there is a black scaled lizard guy over at one of the money-wheel tables. He loves reading books, and having people to talk about different books makes him happy, and he pays diapers for reading buddies. He also doesn’t like using his diapers, and would pay a lot if you let him pee in you instead.” I added, chuckling at the expressions of the others.

“Was he the one who…” Ryan trailed off, and I understood what he was hesitating on saying.

“The one who pissed in my ass on stage? Yeah, that’s him. He’s a pretty friendly guy, and wouldn’t do that if you don’t give him permission, so don’t worry. The other dealer is a heavy-set boar working one of the Omaha tables. He loves food so much that he will pay you diapers if you use his food to cook for him. The tastier and more filling the meal, the more diapers. He will also pay more if you wash your dishes after.” I explained, and Lee flipped to a new page to keep dealer information on a separate page.

“You look like you’re holding out some information there.” Ryan spoke, his eyebrow raised while I hesitated. I took in a breath before letting it out and continuing.

“He also really likes cooking as well. He would pay a fortune if you let him prepare, cook, and then eat you.” I sighed, and watched as faces went pale. I hurried to continue so they didn’t write him off completely.

“He’s a really nice guy, and he was extremely hesitant to tell me so he wouldn’t scare me off. He would only do that if he had your explicit consent, and seems to be the type of guy who would back out immediately if you changed your mind. Also, all dealers have ways to make what they do with you completely painless. So, if you didn’t bring it up, he likely would never ask you, he seemed too shy for that.” I explained, and though they still seemed pale and nervous, they also appeared calmer.

“I know the gentleman you are talking about. He is as you say, very kind, and embarrassed about his kinks, you can trust him. Also, if you enjoy cooking, I would be happy to give you diapers to cook here as well, though not as much as he would. Any meals you prepare, are meals I could sell here on a separate menu for food made by you humans until it runs out. I would pay you half of what I get by selling it, or seventy-five percent in in-store-credit.” The gorilla offered which admittedly sounded like a pretty good deal.

The gorilla reached under his counter and pulled out a dark-yellow laminated menu, which explained everything he just said in bold directly at the top.

Items on this menu are made by you humans. 50% of the value of these items will be given to the human that made these items in diapers, or 75% of the value will be given to the human in credit. This menu is bartender specific. Visit the other bartenders for other options.

Menu:

I noticed that the menu was completely blank still, as nobody had figured out that this was an option. Lee was writing furiously, his expression excited, likely from learning so much secretive knowledge. “So, essentially a separate menu for food made by humans that cook for you? That’s cool! How do we get our diapers?” Ryan asked excitedly, obviously tempted.

“When you come to my bar, I will let you know if anything you made has sold, and at that point you can choose to take your diapers, get credit, or let me hold onto them to build up more points. Unlike the bank however, you do not gain interest.” The gorilla explained, seemingly amused by Ryan’s excitement.

“Shit!” Lee exclaimed, suddenly flinching so bad he scratched a long line across the page he was writing on.

“I just got an achievement! It’s an uncommon tiered one, called Pencil Pusher. It lets me write twenty percent faster, and my hand cramps twenty percent less! Normally it’s ten percent, but my first achievement doubled it.” He grinned excitedly, and I couldn’t help but be happy for him.

“I just have to spend five full hours writing for it to get to the next tier.” He put his pencil down and lifted up his coffee mug, all of us clinked out glasses against his.

“Well done man, that’s one I don’t have yet.” I chuckled, and it seemed to make him even prouder. Understandable I guess, because I already had so many of them.

“Last thing I think, if you guys want to rent your own rooms, make sure you tip a dealer really well when you win a big win that is worth more than all the diapers you own, I don’t know if that includes what you have in the bank though. Up to a maximum of twenty-five percent I think, you will receive a discount on the rent cost of all apartments up to the value of your tip.” I suggested.

“If you’re cool with it man, I’m happy to keep rooming with you. It’s a good base of operations if we’re going to keep working together.” Ryan spoke, and the others nodded in agreement.

“We’re happy to pitch in for the rent anyways to help out. Sharing the cost will make things easier in the long run.” Jonas added. I nodded at them all, raising my mug in cheers and took a swig.

“I think that’s all the new advice I have guys, unless you care about letting a whole bunch of actual horses fuck you in the ass, or force feed you their cum by the gallon?” I asked, and they all quickly shook their heads.

“That’s it from me. Though I do have a deal with a tentacle monster to let it do all sorts of Japanese schoolgirl things to me later, including the extra exotic egg stuff. But they promised to give me every single detail about two parts of the competition in exchange. As well as give me a general synopsis of the rest of the event if I bring my own diapers. I’m fairly sure I’m going to get at least two tiers of those diaper completion achievements.” I shrugged, and the guys all chuckled in amusement. Until they realized I was serious.

“Dude, what? You’re going to let a tentacle monster fuck you and shove eggs in you? How the hell do you find these dealers?” Callum asked, his arms flying into the air in exasperation.

“Yeah man, the hell?” Jonas piped in, and I chuckled before shaking my head in amusement.

“It’s a literal potty-monster. Seems to be made of black liquid rubber, and it lives inside of an adult sized baby training potty. It’s even light blue, and covered in cute little ducks. It really wants to fuck and shove eggs inside of someone just for them to empty them into their diapers. But it also really wants to baby someone as well. Dress them up, diaper them, and I’d bet have tea parties and stuff. It’s also wanting affection so badly that it gave me five points worth of free spins on its slot machine for simply giving it a hug.” I chuckled, and the guys shook their heads in disbelief.

“You even gave it a hug? You are scary with how easy going you are with all of this.” Ryan spoke up, shaking his head while the others spoke their agreement.

“The more extreme stuff I do, the more advantages I get. With my previous analogy to how I view this place, I’m choosing the hardest, but fastest ways I can power level myself. Look at Lee, his achievement is overpowered! What if he wrote his own book and offered it to the lizard? He would probably get a fortune for writing a book that the guy had never read before. Hell, I’m sure there’s a dealer that just wants to play Dungeons and Dragons, and if Lee wrote a custom, never before seen campaign?” I finished off with making it sound like a question, to get their minds thinking.

“I used to enjoy painting while I was alive.” Ryan spoke softly, holding his half full cup of coffee in both hands as he thought. I sat quietly as I waited for him to process his thoughts. I had a feeling I knew where it was going.

“If there is an achievement for writing, there’s probably one for painting, carpentry, or other crafts as well. How much do you think I could earn by selling paintings to the dealers? Would an achievement make me paint faster, or use less paint? If there’s a dealer that likes carpentry, would they pay me to paint their creations?” he asked, looking at me as if I had all the answers. All I could do was shrug before giving him my opinion.

“I don’t know, but out of all the dealers I’ve visited, only one had any sort of wall decoration, and it looked like it was painted by a five-year-old with very large fingers. The chance of there being an achievement is very likely. There seems to be an achievement for everything, and Terinas seems to be willing to make achievements for things he thinks are worthy of them. I don’t know about the dealers, but I do know I would love some art on the walls in the room, and I bet everyone else that rents a room will too.” I supplied, and he looked down at his mug in thought.

“When this competition is done with, after I buy the other things I promised, I’ll help you buy paint and canvas. If nothing else, I’ll buy your art man. I would really love a painting of the sun, and something with a moon and northern lights. Not being able to see the sun is driving me crazy, and the Northern lights would remind me of home.” I offered, and Ryan seemed to relax at my offer. I think he just really wanted to paint again.

“We’re a team, we’ll all help each other out.” Callum said with finality, chugging back the last of the coffee in his mug, which was rapidly refilled by the gorilla bartender.

“I would enjoy a painting myself, I don’t have a lot of room, but something small to hang in my kitchen would be very nice. Scenery might be nice to look at, like Steve wants from you, but would you consider doing something a little lustier?” The bartender asked, finishing by waving towards his bondage dungeon.

Ryan blushed at the idea, but he nodded and put some thought into his response. “Depending on what you want, I may need to buy a camera first. I’m not the fastest painter, if I want to do a good job. It could take me days to do a painting if I work hard on it, though if there is an achievement I could probably work faster.” He offered, and the gorilla nodded with a bright smile.

“I think you could find a lot of interested people if you wanted to make a business of it. I think I know why I can’t pay Steve for a letter, and it’s because he doesn’t actually do anything on the item itself. But if you made a painting, you would probably be able to be paid quite a bit, for the effort you put in, what you pay for materials, and the fact that it is a one-of-a-kind item.” He supplied, and Ryan’s expression brightened. Add a camera to the mental shopping list.

“I haven’t really gotten any useful information myself.” Ryan supplied, getting back on the topic of knowledge sharing.

“I earned an achievement for changing diapers, called Butt Scrubber. I got it for changing ten wet diapers. Though it upgraded once I changed a total of ten dirty ones, and ones that had been cum in. I need to use twenty percent less wipes when changing wet diapers, it’s increased to forty for messy ones, and as high as sixty for cummy in ones. It’s not really a tiered achievement, and more of one with hidden bonuses.”

I nodded respectfully to the guy. Changing dirty diapers wasn’t easy, especially since a lot of the dealers had hairy butts. I poured cream and sugar into my refilled coffee and took a drink after giving it a stir. This was my third cup and I was getting a little jittery, and the caffein was quickly making it’s way through me.

“I only have the achievements you guys do, I only visited various dealers last night, the rest of my time here was simply watching the tables so we could attempt a robbery, and then after that it was waiting for you after your show. The dealers I visited had a number of different kinks. One was kinky for pool toys and balloons, the inflatable stuff. Everything in his inflatable nursery was see-through, and you could easily see the holes in things to fuck. Another dealer was the same, but for plush toys. Like your moose, but actual plushies. He even had a large teddy-bear costume he offered for me to wear so he could fuck me.” Jonas spoke, and Lee resumed writing, his pencil moving visibly faster than before.

“There were two dealers that had nurseries, both wanted to be babied. Another was like the diaper fox upstairs, though wasn’t a living diaper. And uh.” He paused and blushed. “He wanted me to be the diaper pail.”

That surprised me, and I couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow curiously. “He wanted to shove used diapers up my butt, and make me eat them, as well as wrap dirty diapers around me like was done to you on stage.”

Even I had to blush at that. That was extremely embarrassing, and even I had yet to have diapers shoved inside me. The night was still young. “Then there was this unassuming horse dealer, small, liked to dress up in cute outfits, and then strangle people. Everything he could possibly have to prevent breathing, he had and more. Gallows, vacuum beds, bondage hoods, plastic bags, garrots. He said he just loves watching people struggle for air until they helplessly use their diapers. He said he’d pay a fortune for every hour someone lets him keep them on the edge.” Jonas shuddered, the rest of us did as well.

“There was one dealer that just wanted to play board games with people, another that had a massive karaoke setup.” He finished off his list, taking another drink from his mug, which was topped off by the attentive bartender. Jonas raised his mug to the man in a salute before mixing in his cream and sugar.

“It was the same for me, not doing much until after we met up.” Callum said with a shrug. “One dealer had a large playground, with adult sized playground equipment, from slides, swings and monkey bars. A second had one of those Ninja Warrior arenas, from beginner to extreme challenges. A third dealer was that pink cow mom of yours. Wanted to be milked and to baby someone. She offered me a drink if I was hungry, which I declined. There was a torture room, with actual torture tools. If I saw it on earth, we would have bombed it.”

Lee paled slightly, but Jonas reached over and gave him a reassuring squeeze of the shoulder. Callum continued, changing the subject. “There was a large bathroom, though all of the plumbing was attached to bondage hoods, gags, or rubber underwear with dildoes inside them. It wasn’t designed just for piss either. The dealer didn’t seem to have any expectations that anyone would ever try to earn diapers from him though.”

Callum sighed before continuing “Another dealer was an actual plush toy. A husky or malamute or whatever. Really liked his teddies and stuffed unicorns. The next dealer called himself a Micro. He explained it to me like, if he takes his ring off, he will go back to his normal size. He is normally just a couple inches tall, though his ring makes him seem like a normal sized rabbit man. He wants to pay people to dress him in a rubber gimp suit and shove him in their diapers, or up their ass, or let him crawl up their dickholes to be forced into diapers.”

Callum continued, blushing slightly as he finished describing the previous dealer. “The last one was basically a spa on a fake beach. Hot tub, massage tables, hair styling and a swimming pool all within a massive tiki hut. It even had a beach with heated sand and spotlights to imitate sunlight. Can’t earn money there, unless you are good at massages and hair styling, but after this competition, I will be going there for a day to relax.” Callum finished, and I couldn’t help but agree with him.

Lee caught up on writing about the dealers we described, his pencil scribbling rapidly across multiple pages. I needed to buy him another notebook. When he finished, he opened his mouth to start speaking, but I held up a hand. “Relax a minute, and drink your coffee before it gets too cold.” I suggested, and the others agreed. Lee hesitated, before nodding and setting the pencil down. He rolled his wrist, making slight popping noises before grabbing his mug.

I didn’t have any shame over using my diaper in front of these guys anymore. I thought for a moment, concentrating on letting my bladder release, and within moments, I felt the familiar sensation of hot piss running over my balls to pool in the seat of my diaper. In the quiet room, the guys could hear the hiss of the piss splashing into the crotch of my diaper, but when they looked at me out of the corner of their vision, I shrugged and said “When in Rome.” Which got me a few chuckles.

“Are you in need of a diaper change?” The gorilla asked me as he topped up my coffee for me. “Actually, I’m hoping to get those completion achievements for using all the diapers, I was wondering if after the guys leave if you would be willing to help me with an enema, and maybe helping me cum in it too? They still don’t make me horny so I’d need the help.” I asked casually, it surprised me I wasn’t even blushing, but watching Jonas spray coffee all over the counter, and Callum start choking on his drink made it completely worth it.

“I would be happy to, would you prefer I pay you in diapers, credit or information about the upcoming competition?” The gorilla asked as he began to wipe the counter down with a cloth, cleaning up the coffee. “Oh, information please. What would it take to get every little detail about one of the challenges?” I asked with a grin, loving the reaction of my friends.

The gorilla thought for a moment, even grabbing his chin as he pondered. “Well, if you are willing to let me pee in you for an enema and then plug you with a dildo, dress you in rubber pony-play gear, strap you to a bench, have a machine spank you, and then let me fuck your mouth until I cum,” He spoke in a thoughtful tone.

“that would be worth every detail about one of the challenges. Including the fastest way to beat it. On one condition however.” He said, giving the guys a long look. I’m pretty sure I heard Ryan swallow.

“Your friends have to watch while wearing only diapers. And I will only give you diapers or credit if they don’t all at least wet themselves. Normally what I asked of you would be worth full details of two events, but this is four of you getting the information. If they are willing to all take an enema as well, and let me change them after, I’ll even share the most basic information for every other event.” The gorilla spoke firmly, his tone saying he won’t budge on it in the slightest. I looked up at him with a raised eyebrow.

The others were looking at each other. I know thy didn’t want to watch something like that again. It was bad enough to watch me go through what I did on stage just the day before, let alone to be forced to watch the whole process from start to finish, and to do it willingly where they had a choice. They said they wanted to be a team, and I appreciated that, but what kind of team member would I be to force them through that?

“Guys, you don’t have to watch, it’s all cool. Plus, we don’t even know what information Lee has yet.” I said, but Callum placed a hand on my shoulder to stop me.

“Nah dude, we’re with you whatever you want to do. None of us have pissed in a diaper yet unless you count the fox guy. We are just trying to figure out what diaper to put on, one-ply or two-ply. Also debating if we are willing to crap ourselves for the bonus information. You’re the one that doesnt have to go through with it for our sakes man. I’ll take your place, after everything you’ve been through, you deserve a break.” He trailed off, his expression conflicted, though from how he set his jaw and squared his shoulders, I knew he was serious.

The bastard really meant it.

I shook my head and returned the shoulder squeeze. “If you guys are okay watching me do it, I am fine doing it. It doesn’t bother me as much as it did at first, so it’s no big sacrifice. Also, I get to put on a dry diaper after, this one is starting to burn a little bit.” I chuckled, and the guys shook their heads.

“I appreciate it, I really do, but don’t go making sacrifices for my sake. After this competition is over, I’m taking a few days off from the extreme stuff. Though I have no idea when we can start getting information on the next competition.” I held out my fist to the others and I grinned. One by one they bumped theirs against mine like proper nerds.

I turned to the bartender and grinned “It’s a deal to me. Can we find out what Lee knows so far first?” I asked the gorilla and he chuckled. “You guys are a good team after all. You can take all the time you need. I won’t rush you, after all you did pay for unlimited coffee.” He chuckled.

“So, that was a test?” I asked, taking a sip from the aforementioned coffee. I received a wink in reply.

“Yes and no, if you are all going to use this information, you should prove that you are worthy of his efforts. If it was just him in here, I likely would give him all the information about one of the simpler puzzles for letting me give him an enema, and spank him while he sucked me off. I do get some freedom deciding how much you have to do to earn the information. Honestly, if I didn’t see how much you were wanting to help each other while you talked, I probably would have made you all wear a gimp-suit and take an enema.” He replied casually.

“What would stop us from sharing the information after anyways once we leave your instance?” Lee asked curiously.

The gorilla smiled at him in a rather un-friendly manner. “I would make him swear to not reveal the information to outside parties until after the competition is over. Which I will make all of you do with the information you get from me today regarding the competition. If you break your oath, it is an instant trip to the Diaper Pail for a full week. Did the dealer you got your information from make you swear to not share it?” The bartender asked Lee pointedly.

Lee swallowed, before nodding his head slowly. “Then you are very lucky you didn’t yet. Do you know what the Diaper Pail is?” He asked all of us. We all nodded, because I had told everyone what would happen if they went up the stairs without buying the permit. That was a one-week stay in the Diaper Pail. A massive pit where every used diaper in the casino gets transported to. Every diaper stays in the massive glass tube for seven days before being magically recycled for reuse.

A person in the pail would have to spend the entire time constantly climbing over used diapers to avoid getting buried alive. They cannot die in the pail, so they would be unable to get air until they reached the bottom of the pit, and get magically transported back to the top. What’s more, The Diaper Pail is in Lord Tundra’s domain. So not only are you forced to scramble to stay above the surface of the dropping diapers, but you are forced to watch all the extremely messed up things Tundra does with his victims.

If you are extremely unlucky, He might pick you from the pail and use you as a plaything until he is bored of you. This pauses your time in the pail. So, a week in the pail can take years.

“You can lie to one another, cheat, steal and murder. But an oath to a member of the staff is binding. So be careful. It was very cruel of that dealer to not tell you that, I’m guessing you pissed them off?” He asked. Lee, Jonas and Callum nodded together.

“He was the dealer we made plans to rob. Jonas and I left, but Lee took Steve’s advice and stuck around to show how serious we were in our apology, doing what he enjoyed to make him hopefully a bit happy. It seems that you have to pay us, even if we are trying to do things in recompense.” Callum spoke.

“I figured the most basic information possible would be the cheapest and least valuable for him to pay me. And he made me promise to not share it. I just figured he wouldn’t know if I did or didn’t.” Lee spoke ashamedly.

“I think they didn’t do it out of malice then. I think it was more to insure you learned your lesson, and give you a very real consequence if you chose to not to keep your word. It’s like the shopping cart scenario. Nobody is watching to make sure you put it back, there are no laws saying you have to. Only in this case, there is a severe consequence if you don’t. I spoke instead of the bartender, and he gave me a nod of agreement.

“If we all get the general information from you, do you think Lee still cannot talk about what he learned, I mean, if the information is the same?” I asked, and the gorilla had to think about it.

“To be safe, I would suggest he simply sit in on the conversations, no point in testing his luck. He could probably go back to the dealer, and ask to earn permission to share the basic information with you. If you all can prove you already know the information, they might not test you too hard.” He shrugged, before giving all of us another refill.

I let another wave of piss flow into my diaper as I drank from my coffee some more. It was becoming a very casual thing for me it seemed. “Well, I guess other than what we cannot share, anyone else have any thing they want to add? Any future plans or ideas?” I asked, thinking deeply as well.

“I did have an idea, or more of a, well, it’s a rough idea.” Ryan spoke, a little hesitantly I nodded to him, and gave him time to gather his thoughts. “Well, you notice how there isn’t really much incentive to do the extreme stuff the dealers want? You just want to do the bare minimum to resume gambling. Well, those of us who are too cowardly to do what you do Steve. No offense.” He said, giving me an embarrassed smile.

I chuckled “None taken man. though, don’t think of it as being cowardly, and more like self-preservation. Anyways, go on?” I replied, genuinely curious where he was going with this. “Well, it might be best if I could explain it to Lord Kitty-pants too, do you know how to get in touch with him?” He asked, turning towards the chuckling bartender.

We all looked towards the bartender before a wave of powder wafted over us all, and Ryan let out a surprised yelp. “Did I not mention that all of you are being watched constantly? I’m pretty sure I did.” The tiger purred softly, one hand grasping each of Ryan’s shoulders, his claw tips squeezing painfully, though not enough to draw blood.

“Hey Terinas, how’s it going today?” I asked casually at the, well, pretty much god in our midst. “Would you like some coffee?” I added, getting a sly grin from the tiger.

“Thank you, but no. My tastes are a little too expensive for you to afford. I appreciate the offer however.” He purred.

“Human, though I do enjoy watching your antics, I do detest being with you in person. If I do not enjoy what you have to say, I will enjoy what I do to you for wasting my time.” I chuckled as the tiger leaned inward, his muzzle right next to Ryan’s right ear as he purred the last sentence lustily. Ryan paled and began to shiver slightly, and if he were wearing a diaper, probably would have pissed himself.

“Terinas, you’re terrifying him. How about you come sit in my lap and I’ll scratch behind your ears while he collects himself and tells you his idea?” I offered, patting my lap.

The tiger side-eyed me and frowned, no longer teasing poor Ryan. “I cannot tell if you are joking human. You say you fear me, but I am having difficulty seeing it. You do know I am not some simple house-cat yes?” He asked, straightening up and he turned to look at me directly, his eyebrows furrowed. All eyes were on me, and Lee even mouthed “What the fuck?” to me.

I looked at him and raised an eyebrow. “Terinas, the offer is real. I mean, I understand you might not like the seat, I did piss myself a few times after all. But if you don’t want to take me up on the offer, I won’t hold it against you.” I shrugged, opening my arms as if to imply I had nothing hidden behind my words.

Terinas leaned in and searched my eyes for a long moment before turning around and proceeding to sit heavily on my lap without another word. I not only felt, but heard the squish of the excessively thick diaper under his pants. From where the guy’s eyes drifted, I knew they heard it too. “Sorry guys, that was me.” I had to lean my back against the counter to make sure I wouldn’t fall over as the tiger leaned against me as if I was a recliner, and it gave me a view of Ryan as he processed what he saw.

I reached up with my left hand, needing my right to brace me against the counter and I began to scratch the back of the tiger’s head gently through his hair and fur. He flinched slightly, but quickly relaxed and began to purr as I massaged his scalp. “Mm, that is surprisingly good.” He purred, relaxing against me further.

“If any of the rest of you speak to me like he did, you will greatly regret it. Consider it a fair warning.” Terinas purred, his warning causing the others to scoot back an extra stool away from him.

“Good, unlike this idiot, some of you can learn.” He teased, though me snorting in laughter caused the other guys to look at me like I was even more terrifying than the cat.

“Nobody has ever accused me of being smart. Anyways Ryan, what did you have in mind?” I asked, giving Terinas a good scratch on the back of his head, being gently to not mess his surprisingly soft hair too much.

“Yes, go on human, what did you want to say to me. Take your time.” Terinas spoke gently, his irritation at the nickname dissipated for the moment. reaching over to my coffee cup, recently refilled, and filling it to the top with cream before picking it up and drinking without a care. You ever hear a tiger purr? It’s a lot like an engine idling. His whole body rumbled as I scratched behind his ears, and the back of his neck.

Terinas’s words seemed to wake everyone else up from their thoughts of how crazy I was. “Uh well, you know how everyone other than Steve is only willing to do the bare minimum to earn diapers from the dealers?” He asked, though it had to be rhetoric because he continued without response.

“Well, what if there was a reward for earning diapers from them? A collectible, and tradeable thing like a baseball card? Like, earn a total of a thousand diapers from them, and get a bronze-rank card. Or I dunno, Pacifier rank? The card would have basic information. For example, likes having people change their diapers, likes being fucked in sissy clothes and so on. Information the dealer would pay a few diapers to have done to them or they would do to others.” He explained, not looking directly at the purring tiger in order to keep his nerve.

“Then have an advanced card, silver rank, earned at, let’s say five-thousand diapers. It has more information, such as likes to give people enemas and spank them as they mess their diapers while strapped to a bondage bench. And as the card value goes higher, describe their more extreme likes that they would pay the most for.” He took in a breath, and then added in his final point to the idea.

“To give people incentive to earn or gather the cards, make the cards only able to be earned through the dealer or traded willingly. Cannot be stolen and such. And then, as long as you own the card, you gain a bonus percentage to diapers earned by doing stuff that particular dealer likes. Like, point-one percent for bronze, point-two for silver and so on.” He finished, taking in a breath and looking over to the purring tiger, flinching as their eyes met, and Terinas was staring at him unblinkingly, despite applying more pressure to my scratching fingers by leaning into me.

“Hmm, interesting idea human. I quite like it. It would give my staff more attention as you say, and let them satisfy their desires more. If I offered a reward for collecting one of every card from each tier, increasing in value. Either a specific item of a certain value, or perhaps a certain amount of credit at the store.” The Tiger mused thoughtfully.

“Do you humans think that would get you to be more interactive with different dealers? Steve, I don’t need your opinion, I already know how much you would do for a good payday.” He purred, leaning into my hand as I chuckled. The bastard drank the rest of my coffee.

“I think I’d be willing to do more, if I knew about a big reward for collecting all of the cards. Would that be only one of each card per person? Or, one card every time you reach that milestone? Earn ten thousand diapers and own ten of the bronze cards and two of the silver or whatever the milestones are?” Callum spoke out.

“Good point. Hmm. I will introduce the cards after the competition ends. It will give me time to think about the finer details. Ryan, I may ask you to help me brainstorm the small details. Though, call me Lord Kitty-pants again, and I will do something to you that I would greatly enjoy, and you would not. That is unless you have a side to you that you haven’t shown me yet? Please, do call me that name again.” He purred softly, and Ryan paled once more, his mouth opening and closing wordlessly.

Terinas leaned into my scratching once more before snapping his fingers and disappearing in a puff of baby-powder. I took in a breath as the weight was lifted from my lap, and the pressure was relieved from my chest.

“Hoo boy that was scary.” I commented casually, and everyone stared at me in open-mouthed shock.

“Steve, how the fuck could you talk to him so casually like that?” Jonas asked, he looked like he was ready to throw me through a wall. I shrugged before replying.

“Because I respect him. Sure, he terrifies me, but I genuinely respect the guy. Since I’ve arrived here, I’ve been asking information about the world we are in. This isn’t the only casino he runs guys, but it is the only one that isn’t filled with murderers, rapists and pedophiles. The guy is single handedly running thousands upon thousands of zoos filled with animals that do not like rules or order.” I explained casually, and even the bartenders expression changed to slight interest.

“He is not only watching all of us morons, but he is giving us free reign over his domain. As long as we don’t fuck with the staff. He has already proven to me that he will do anything for his staff to protect them and make them happy, including make deals with a human. A species where, for millennia, he has only seen them do nothing but rape, murder and steal. Hell, he changed a rule he had to have had in place for thousands of years, simply because one staff member was slightly unhappy with how restrictive it was.” I continued casually, picking up my coffee mug and setting it down after looking inside and seeing it empty.

“I don’t know how it is in the marines, but from the movies I’ve watched, I’d think of him as a commander of a platoon, that would spread his arms wide and take all of the enemy’s gunfire to the chest in order to protect each and every one of his followers from even a single stray bullet. And then he would go all Terminator on the asses of those who threatened his men and women.” I smiled at the guys, who seemed less scared of me, and more surprised at what I was saying about the terrifying lord of the domain.

“You really mean what you’re saying?” Callum asked, his brows furrowed slightly. “A leader like that is extremely rare man, but I can picture what you’re talking about.”

I nodded and smiled. “I saw it personally. You guys did too.” I replied, and they all looked at me in confusion.

“When I was on stage, that wasn’t because he wanted to stop you from doing something stupid, that was all to protect his child from your stupidity. If he didn’t care about his children, he never would have offered to me to let me scare you from your plan. He would probably much rather torment you all in his kinky ways.” I explained, and the guys all seemed even more thoughtful.

“So, you’re not scared of him because you saw how much he cares for his people?” Jonas asked, and I snorted before chuckling.

“Oh hell no, the man deserves to be feared. I think he has the ability to punish us for pissing him off. Me telling him to sit in my lap? If he didn’t pause to see if the offer was genuine, he probably could have whisked me off for play time for a month. He isn’t used to genuine respect from humans, so I think I confuse him enough to make him think about what I say a little bit more. I highly suggest you show him the respect you would show royalty, because that’s basically what he is.” I explained, hoping they understood how serious I was.

“If I ever come across Tundra, who is Terinas’s boss if you didn’t know, you can believe I am going to kneel and bow so low that my nose will break on the floor. In public, I will do the same for Terinas, and hopefully for their sakes, everyone else catches on.” I added, trying my best to explain how important image is for the tiger.

We sat in silence for a minute, I had pissed myself once more as the gorilla refilled my coffee, and I stirred in my cream and sugar. After Jonas finished off his mug, he placed a hand over it as the gorilla moved to refill it. “Thank you, but if you refill that, I might never want to get started. Plus I need to piss pretty bad, and if I’m going to wet myself I’d rather do it in private.” He chuckled and stood up with a groan.

“Ryan, I’m stealing one of your ten-pointers. I’ll pay you back when we can get to the bank after this.” He spoke, reaching over and grabbing one of the light blue diapers from Ryan’s slightly diminished stack. It was a good thing he brought everything from the room and didn’t stop at the bank first.

“All good man. All of you, take what you need. I’ll go piss myself in the other corner.” Ryan chuckled and shook his head slightly as he drained his mug in loud gulps. When he finished with a sigh, he said “Steve, take your time, you have the hard part.” He added, giving me a squeeze on the shoulder as he grabbed a blue diaper for himself and wandered off.

A minute later, the others had finished their mugs, given me a silent squeeze on the shoulder, then wandered off with a diaper of their own, leaving just me and the bartender at the counter.

“You have good friends.” He stated, smiling gently at me. I gave him a grin and a nod.

“I do feel bad though, I can’t help but feel that I’m making them feel guilty and pressuring them into this, all because I want to win some competition.” I sighed, and the gorilla chuckled with a nod, his hands reaching down to unbuckle his pants. The clink of metal as his pants hit the floor was my sign to drink faster. The coffee was still very hot, and I had to blow on it a bit to cool it down before drinking.

“I gave them their choices. Help you, or let you find a way to get the information on your own. It’s their choice to enter the competition. I don’t think they feel guilty, but I think it’s more. Hm. I want to say it like its more of a rivalry? They are just amazed at how easily you are willing to do such extreme things for the sake of getting ahead of everyone else here. It is both impressive and inspiring.” He spoke softly and smiled at me, which did little to distract me from the fat that his hand was below the counter and I could hear some familiar rustling and crinkling.

“I’m worried I’m just a bad influence though. You saw their reaction when I asked for your help in crapping and cumming in my diaper.” I chuckled, and the gorilla grinned.

“Perhaps, though also keep in mind, the faster they get used to doing what you do, the faster they will earn achievements and the bonuses paired with it, the faster they will get used to earning massive amounts of diapers, and the faster their living situation will improve. Ryan even came up with a brand-new idea that will make earning diapers more beneficial to everyone that Lord Terinas actually liked. If that isn’t a positive influence, I don’t know what is.” He chuckled, and let me drink more of my coffee as I thought about what he said.

“Tell you what, I will make you a wager.” The gorilla spoke out, and then raised his voice slightly so everyone in the room could hear him. “I bet you, that each and every one of them will own their own sleeping bag, pillow and sleeping mat before the competition officially starts. They need to buy them using diapers they earned without your help, and they can work as a team. They have until Terinas rings the bell for competitors to start to buy them. If they succeed, I will give all five of you unlimited free refills on coffee for thirty days.” He offered, and all of the guys came up to the counter excitedly, all of their diapers darkened in the crotch and slightly swollen.

“I accept!” Ryan spoke out excitedly, ready to get to work, but the gorilla raised a hand to stop him. “Hold on a second.” He spoke, smiling at the enthusiasm. I’d do it for the coffee too, not going to lie.

“They all have to succeed. If one of them is missing a pillow, you lose the bet.” He explained, and everyone focused on him. I nodded up at him, and he gave me the consequences of failure.

“If you lose, you become my property for twenty days straight. To use you as I will and you can neither consent nor decline anything that I choose to do to you. As a bonus, any time your friends sit at my counter, they will be brought to the instance that has you inside, so they can see the consequences of your failure.” He said casually, and he turned to the others who seemed more concerned.

“It is not your bet, so your opinion does not matter. It is entirely his decision on whether he trusts you enough to do the work you would need to do. That is four days to earn four thousand diapers.” He spoke, and I could see all the guys looking nervous at the idea, and fighting to keep their mouths shut.

“I have a question.” I spoke, getting the gorillas attention. He smirked slightly and raised an eyebrow before nodding for me to go ahead. “If I am your plaything, will I still be earning diapers for everything you put me through?” I asked, and the gorilla let out a full-blown laugh, taking a moment to calm down.

“Yes, you will earn diapers for everything I put you through. I have to pay you! You will just have no ability to leave once you arrive here, and once we start, you will lose all ability to control your body. You can have a few days off after the competition to recover from your efforts. If you lose the bet, and don’t arrive here within five days of finishing the competition, you will be sent to the diaper pail. Will you swear to agree to the terms of our wager?”

I didn’t even hesitate before nodding. “I swear to agree to the terms of our wager.” I spoke with a grin, and I heard the others take in a breath as I extended my hand. The gorilla gave it a squeeze and a shake to seal the deal.

“Dude, why?” Callum asked softly, his expression worried. I chuckled and grinned up at them

“Two reasons. I trust you guys to have my back. And worst-case scenario? After twenty days I will have a fortune in diapers, unless the big guy just wants me to sit at the counter, drink coffee and give him diapers to change. You guys got this. Plus, how long do you want to sleep on the floor really? You just gotta get lucky at the tables.” I grinned, and quickly drank my slightly cooled coffee, needing to pause a few times to let my throat cool before continuing.

I watched their expressions go slowly from concern, and dismay, to eventually resolve. They stood up straighter and their expressions hardened. “I got your back man.” Jonas said, giving me a nod. I nodded as they all spoke their promise to succeed.

“I know you guys do. Now, Time to get some information.” I said with a smirk. The gorilla gave his diaper one last squeeze behind me before he began to walk around the counter, completely unashamed about the raging hardon underneath his slightly leaking yellow ducky diaper. “Let’s get started. Steve, over here please. The rest of you pick a bench to lay on, I’ll get you your enemas shortly.”

As I stood from my seat, I flinched as another surprising, but useful achievement filled my vision. As everyone else stopped in place, I realized they had to have gotten it as well.

Achievement Earned: Highly Caffeinated

A common ranked achievement? How strange. I was expecting you to earn at least a dozen legendary achievements by noon. As always, you humans never fail to disappoint.

For consuming a large amount of caffein in a short period of time, the effects of ingesting caffein last longer.

For drinking at least two liters of a caffeinated beverage in under an hour, the effects of ingesting caffein now last 100% longer. That includes the energy gained, the frequent need to urinate, the alertness, and the negative effects of crashing.

First Achievement bonus: You no longer feel the negative effects of ingesting caffein.

Group Bonus: For every person in an instance with this achievement, the potency of caffeinated beverages is 10% stronger.

_ _ As I said, useful.

To their credit, not one of them hesitated as they picked a bench near the one that I was likely to be bound to. So that they could all be close by to offer support I supposed. I followed behind the gorilla, my diaper squishing between my thighs slightly with each step. I stood beside him as he stopped in front of a tall cupboard, his large hands opening the doors and letting me get a slight peek inside.

He began to pull out a couple items, first was an impressive pink wolf dildo with a large knot at the end. It was impressive though not as thick as the base of the horse toy the cow used on me. “That so I will accidentally leak some enema into my diaper as you spank me?” I asked and the gorilla gave me a surprised look.

“Yes actually, how did you know?” I chuckled and shrugged.

“It’s thick around the knot, though I’m sure you know how loose I am, and with each spank it’s just small enough to likely let some flow into my diaper.” I supplied my reasoning, and the gorilla chuckled.

He pulled out a large rubber outfit, black, and polished enough to see my blurred reflection in the fabric. Followed was a pair of calf high boots, also seemingly made of rubber, with laces all the way to the top to give it a form fit. though instead of a sole, there was a large rubber horse hoof where the ball of the foot would be. It would be extremely tough to walk in those for sure.

The gloves came next. They were nearly shoulder length rubber gloves complete with laces of their own. Instead of fingers though, it was meant to ball my hands into fists. To top it off, just like the boots, there was a large horse hoof made of rubber at the end of the gloves, so even without a bondage bench, I was not getting free.

He was looking at me to judge my reaction to the outfit, though I think I went against his expectations. I looked slowly towards the gloves, boots and catsuit on the bench, then slowly back up to meet his eyes. I tried to keep my expression neutral, then in an exaggerated motion I wiggled my eyebrows up and down suggestively, making the large man snort in amusement.

The final pieces of the outfit was a rubber blindfold with attached blinders, and a metal ring-gag horse bit attached to a harness made out of black leather, and a set of reins. I raised an eyebrow at the reins but all I got was a chuckle. “Okay, why don’t you lean against the bench, and I’ll pull your diaper down. If I don’t think I filled you enough, I’ll top you off with water.”

I nodded to the gorilla and chuckled. “You’re the boss!” I received a chuckle at that, but did as told. I placed my hands on the bench, needing to bend over at nearly a ninety-degree angle to brace myself properly. My hands pressed into the cool rubber of the catsuit as the gorilla crinkled his own diaper behind me, fishing in his diaper for his cock to pull it free.

I felt something press firmly against my diaper, and press the padding between my butt cheeks slightly, then the gorilla’s hands pressed gently on the waistband of my diaper. He took a moment to grind his shaft between my diapered cheeks, and turning my head, I saw all of the guys watching me with red faces.

“I think it works better if you pull the diaper out of the way. You’re the professional though.” I said cheekily, and got a slap to the diapered cheek and a chortle of amusement.

“Just trying to help you get in the mood.” The gorilla replied with just as much cheek.

“I don’t actually have a fetish for any of this yet, sorry. Maybe someday it will make me horny though. The night is young.” I commented, and I felt the gorilla slip is fingers into my waistband and pull down, my diaper crinkling as he wiggled it down to my knees, so there was no way I could accidentally release anything he pumped into me. Who knew how the diaper only mechanic truly worked?

I felt his thick and rather hot shaft slide in between my cheeks, the piss from his own diaper lubing his cock just enough for it to not have much resistance, and it pressed gently against my hole. “This is the last chance for you to change your mind. Once I start, I’m not stopping until I cum down your throat.” He offered, adjusting his stance slightly and needing to reposition his cock against my hole once more.

“It’s all good, we need that information. Do what you have to do.” I replied, lifting one hand from the bench and giving him the thumbs up. I heard a grunt of approval from behind me as he placed one hand on my hip and began to push forward. The head of his cock popped into me with little resistance. He was perhaps two inches thick. Huge for a human, pretty reasonable for everything else around here. Still, he moved slowly, pushing deeper and deeper into me as gently as possible.

“It’s nice to not have to fuck you roughly like I did on stage.” He grunted, pushing inside me until his crotch was pressed firmly against my ass. I nodded my agreement, letting out a breath of air I didn’t know I had been holding.

“The lube helped a lot, but you seem like one who likes to take things slow.” I said, taking in a sharp breath as I felt the hot splash of liquid spraying deep inside me. I let out a groan and shuddered as the gorilla relaxed, and I could tell from Ryan’s expression in front of me, that he knew the gorilla was pissing. The bartender let out a deep sigh as the spray slowed to a trickle inside of me. Being diaper dependant, his bladder likely wasn’t too large. Either that or my two achievements played a large part in how comfortable I was.

“I’m going to have to top you off with water. You seem to be able to handle a lot, I think I emptied maybe three quarters of a liter into you.” The gorilla explained, and I heard the whirring of a reel of hose from above.

“That’s not too bad. I really feel like I ate bad taco-bell, but I’m not all bloated like I was on stage. Those achievements must really make a large difference.” I said, my voice more puzzled than I intended.

“What concerns me though is not how much I can handle, but how much my diaper can handle. I don’t want to crap all over your floor.” I replied as I felt the smooth plastic head of one of the enema nozzles push between my cheeks and gently slip into my butt.

I let out a slight groan as warm water began to flow into my bowels, my belly letting out a loud gurgle. “That is a good point. I’ll only give you a couple liters this time. I don’t have a shower, and using baby wipes on an enema leak isn’t very fun.” The gorilla chuckled, one of his hands reaching under me to gently press on my belly.

After half a minute of the water flowing into my bowels, I began to cramp and breathe a bit faster. My stomach gurgled loudly as the water and piss flowed to fill up every tiny space it could.

“Just a few more seconds I think, you’re just past three liters.” The gorilla said softly after perhaps two minutes of pumping water into me. This didn’t feel as bad as it did on stage, when I had five liters of cum inside me, but it was still pretty uncomfortable. I had to move my hands a bit on the bench to find a more comfortable spot, and as soon as I did, the flow stopped.

The gorilla waited a second longer before pulling out the nozzle from my behind, releasing it to let it whir back into the ceiling like a retracting seatbelt. “You doing okay?” He asked behind me as I breathed, the water flowing deeper into me and relieving a little pressure on my bowels. I reflexively clenched however, and sure enough not a single drop escaped.

“It is making me really need to pee.” I grumbled as he lubed up the large dildo, standing beside me now so his cock was right next to my face as he prepared the toy. The scent of his piss filled my nostrils, and I couldn’t help but chuckle. “Aww, your pee doesn’t smell like lemonade after all!” I teased, getting an amused chuckle from him.

“I mean, I could give myself a lemonade enema if you’re thirsty?” He asked, and I quickly shook my head and I actually retched, making him chuckle some more. The guys looked horrified. Probably for the best. I didn’t want to find out if the gorilla was into that should they not earn enough diapers to buy their sleeping stuff. I really hoped they succeeded.

The gorilla pushed the dildo between my cheeks, and it slid into me with ease thanks to the liberal amount of lube he put on it. It spread my cheeks and gently slid until it came to the knot. The gorilla thankfully wasn’t in much of a rush, as he slowly twisted and wriggled it, gently applying more pressure until it slipped inside me and made me grunt softly.

“Geeze dude, how did you take that so easily?” Callum asked, his voice surprised, and a little disturbed. I couldn’t help but chuckle.

“There is a dealer at the Baccarat tables, a little deer fellow. He has a bunch of horses that he would be willing to pay well if you help milk them. By that, I mean bend over and let them fuck you. If you treat him nicely, I’m sure he would let you start small and use lube.” I replied, and his red face grew darker, much to my amusement. I did see Lee stand up though and walk out of my view towards the bar. I imagined to write down the details I just gave him.

“Sorry, is giving them details about the different dealers against our rules?” I asked, standing up and reaching behind myself with a groan, needing to put a hand on the dildo in my ass to keep it from falling out. The gorilla crouched down and grabbed the soggy diaper around my knees, to pull it up around my waist once more. Neither of us were embarrassed about his face being right next to my crotch.

He shook his head. “Advice is fine, as long as they earn every diaper they get. You can’t do tasks and have the dealer pay them for your efforts, you can’t drop diapers on the floor and have them pick them up, you can’t give them diapers to gamble with. You can tell them the methods you use to get as many diapers as possible, tricks to use with different dealers, and even what numbers you find are lucky at the roulette table that day. They just have to do the effort to earn them themselves.” He explained as he pulled my diaper into place, and immediately I let out a groan and pushed reflexively.

“In that case, there is a king-sized air mattress. Would that count as a sleeping mat for all of them if they all pitched in to get one to share?” I managed to groan out as the gorilla pressed his hand firmly onto my behind, pressing the dildo in firmly to prevent me emptying too soon. From how hot the seat of my diaper felt against me, I knew some water seeped out anyways.

“That was close. As long as they are all able to sleep off of the floor, while not using your furniture. That should be fine. Now, it’s time to get you saddled up little pony.” He chuckled, grabbing the largest piece of rubber fabric and holding it in front of me, it was a full body rubber suit, it was only missing the gloves, socks and hood. It was honestly perfect for the outfit he set up.

The zipper was in the back, and it ended right above a bunch of long rubber strands that stuck out in a tail shape directly where my tailbone would be. I wondered if there was a clothing bonus for this set. I didn’t ask however, and I stepped into the pre-lubed outfit, my feel and legs sliding easily into the catsuit. The gorilla had to help me pull my hands and arms through the tight sleeves.

Within a minute, my chubby body was encased in rubber tight enough to stop the dildo in my ass from slipping on its own any more.

“Sit down and I’ll help you with your horseshoes.” The gorilla chuckled, squatting down as I did as I was told. I let out a slight groan of relief as I sat down, no longer needing to focus on holding everything inside. The gorilla chuckled knowingly as he grabbed my right foot and slid it into the rubber horse boot. Like the suit, this was also pre-lubed, and made me shudder as my foot, then calf slid into the boot.

The gorilla expertly tied the boot to my leg, tightening the laces. I kind of felt like I was a kid again, needing my mother to tighten the laces on my skates for me before we went out onto the ice. Why that memory decided to resurface I had no idea, but if it wasn’t for the churning in my gut I would have thought on it further.

I looked over to the guys as the gorilla pulled the second boot onto my leg, sliding the wet rubber over my calf and foot before beginning to tighten the laces. “You guys doing okay?” I asked casually, giving them a thumbs up and a grin. That seemed to make them all relax greatly, seeing how casual I was about everything.

“Yeah dude, I’m good. How are you holding up?” Callum asked with a bit of hesitation in his voice.

“Oh, don’t worry about me guys. It’s not like I actually have to do any of the work here, he’s even tying my shoes for me. Seriously though, I’m good. If this was two days ago, I would be a mess. By the way guys, if you are going to let him give you an enema, it will hurt, but ask him to give you five liters. And make sure to hold it for at least ten seconds.” I had to pause as the gorilla stepped in front of my vision to grab my hand and begin feeding it through the sleeve of the shoulder-length hoof gloves.

“There is a tiered achievement that makes it so you can hold more liquid inside you more comfortably by twenty percent per tier. Five liters will get you at least to tier two. I have no idea what the group bonus would be though, to get it you might have to hold off on pulling your diaper up until everyone is full.” I suggested to them. They paled but Jonas spoke up.

“Is that why you’re looking so comfortable?” he asked, and I nodded.

The gorilla pulled the last sleeve onto my arm after tying the other into a tight little bow. My hand was balled into a fist in the glove, but not uncomfortably. The lube seemed to keep it cool. “Definitely, doing the math, and thanks to the first achievement bonus, I nearly double the amount I can hold, and it makes it less uncomfortable to hold it in too. I already know I am cramping much less.” I suggested, and the others nodded in agreement.

“If I am going to give you all such a big enema, you guys are going to need more expensive diapers. At least thirty-point diapers. If you are willing to sacrifice basic information about the competition, I can supply those diapers. Or, you are going to have to sit on the pony here as you fill your diapers to warrant me still giving you the information on top of supplying the diapers. What would you like to do?” The gorilla offered kindly, picking up the heavy-duty leather harness with attached ring gag, blindfold and blinders.

Before I could tell them that I was cool with them crapping their diapers on my back, the gorilla pressed a finger to my lips to shut me up. “They know you are okay with it. But let them make their own choices. They have to decide if they want the achievement or not, and what they are willing to do to get it. Now, open your mouth nice and wide like a good pony.” He ordered, and I realized he had a point.

I opened my mouth as wide as it would go, and he had to pull my jaw down slightly to put the gag in my mouth. The metal clicked against my teeth and wedged them open wider than I could do on my own. Next, the blindfold with attached blinders were pressed against my eyes, and then strapped behind my head, with a strap going around the back of my neck, pulling my gag and blindfold tighter to my head, and leaving the reins hanging loosely behind my back.

Now I was truly helpless. The gorilla wrapped the straps of the chest harness around me, and buckled them into place, pulling it tight, but not enough to restrict my breathing. I felt drool begin to dribble down my chin, and I reached up, clumsily wiping it with a rubber hoof mitt.

“I’m in, would you be willing to put me in a larger diaper, and give me at least five liters for an enema?” Ryan spoke out, I could hear his feet slapping the floor softly closer to us. The gorilla grabbed the back of my harness and pulled upwards, lifting me clumsily to my feet. It was extremely hard to balance, and if it wasn’t for the gorilla holding me, I would have cracked my skull open for sure.

Slowly the gorilla led me around the room, as if showing off to my friends how much of a good pony I was. I ended up clenching reflexively and sprayed a little more water into my diaper, but the tight latex stopped me from pushing out the butt plug. “How about the rest of you? Are you willing to shit your pants while riding your friend here?” He asked still leading me around, my hooves clopping loudly on the hard wood floor.

“I’ll do it. He’s not even blushing. Nerves of steel, I can’t call myself a marine if I can’t do at least this much.” Callum spoke from right beside me, and I turned my head towards him even though I couldn’t possibly see him. The gorilla continued to walk me past my friends, who all spoke their consent, probably from seeing my face and nonchalance over occasionally shitting myself in front of them as water loudly sprayed out of me until the plug stopped the flow.

“Very well, I’ll tape you all into a diaper after giving you at least a five-liter enema. All of you come over here while I put the pony in his pen.” The gorilla spoke with a chuckle. We must have arrived at the bondage bench, because he leaned me forward and placed a strong arm under my chest as he pressed me onto the padded cushions. When my chest was down, he gripped one of my legs and turned me, sliding me over the bench into a familiar position, one leg on each side.

He strapped my arms to the bench by the elbows, so I could still twist my forearms, and lift them slightly, but other than that I had very little freedom of movement. He also strapped my legs to the bench on either side, the straps going over the inside of my knees, allowing me the minimum amount of movement.

“Now that the pony is in his pen, you have to let him have your scent, that way he will trust you enough to let you ride him.” The gorilla advised, giving my ass a firm smack and making me grunt as the dildo thrust into me.

“Er, what?” Lee spoke from my left, getting a chuckle from the gorilla who was now behind me. “Horses won’t trust you enough to let you ride them if you don’t give them your scent. Either take your diaper off and rub the wet spot in his face, or just hump your crotch against his face for a little bit. All of you have to do it.” He advised with a heavily amused chuckle.

He couldn’t see me roll my eyes, but I rolled them hard enough to nearly hurt. Of course, I needed to have piss filled diapers shoved in my face.

I let out a defeated sigh and waved my arms as best I could. It wasn’t like I could speak or signal them from my position. Suddenly I felt a gentle hand on my back, giving me a reassuring pat. “Sorry about this Steve.” Ryan spoke softly from close to my left ear. I raised my left-hand hoof thing as best as I could, and said “Ahh Goh” I mumbled out. I received a pat on my back before a diaper pressed gently against my face, and the scent of fresh piss filled my nose.

“You’re going to have to really press your scent in. hump him for a minute, that should work well enough.” The gorilla said, and I heard the flick of a couple switches from behind me. Ryan sighed, and I could just picture his beet red face as he began to grind his hips against my face, his diaper squishing wetly against my nose. He had obviously pissed a few times.

“That should be good enough.” The gorilla spoke from behind me, and Ryan stepped back eagerly.

“All of you stand clear.” The gorilla commented, before the sound of another switch being flicked entered my ears. A soft whirring and clicking sound filled the room. Ticking quickly for a few seconds before a brief pause. I Turned my head in confusion before I let out a surprised yelp, as something large and flat smacked me hard enough in the ass to make my entire body rock forward. The ticking resumed for perhaps three seconds, before another one second pause, and I was slapped again in the ass.

“Okay, remember to stay clear, it will pick up the speed slowly and in about ten minutes it will probably be going fast enough to help our little pony cum in his diaper. Now, I won’t start giving you your enemas until you all give him your scent.” He chortled, and I heard the ripping of diaper tapes to my side.

“Sorry about this Steve.” Callum spoke out, and after giving me a reassuring pat on the back, he pressed the piss soaked inside of his diaper against my face, the smell of his piss filling my nostrils, and I could even taste it on my tongue.

“Very good, your turn.” The gorilla spoke after five seconds. Callum ripped the diaper from my face as fast as he could. Another hand rested on my back, this time as more diaper tapes tore. “Lee is next man. Sorry, this is the fastest way.” Jonas spoke to me from my right, before even he began to tear the tapes from his diaper.

It was a bit awkward, but I mumbled some incoherent words and shrugged my shoulders. I couldn’t tell them that it barely bothered me, but I tried to get it across.

“Sorry man.” Lee spoke apologetically as he pressed his diaper padding into my face, the taste of piss filling my mouth. The only thing that embarrassed me was that these were my friend’s diapers. I hoped the gorilla was going to pay them more than the diapers he would be taping them into.

The spanking machine was indeed slowly increasing its tempo. As Jonas pressed the final diaper into my face, the machine was now swatting me every three-and-a-half seconds. Just fast enough for my cock to begin to stir in my diaper, and fast enough where as the dildo began to push from my ass, it slapped it back in releasing a small spray of water.

“Very good, he should know your scent well enough for you to be able to ride him.” The gorilla chuckled in amusement, my friends grumbling even able to be heard over the whirring of the machine.

“Ryan, take your diaper off and come over here. The rest of you, grab a hose from the ceiling and come here with Ryan. I’m going to give you all your enemas at the same time. Slower than I gave to Steve, so it won’t hurt as bad. Five liters is a lot for a first-timer. Even Steve’ s was drawn out over an hour.” The gorilla advised, his voice back to his gentle bartender’s tone.

I heard the whirring of hoses being pulled from the ceiling as the guys walked close. Ryan pulled off his diaper as told, and the guys all stood to my left. “I suggest you brace your hands against the bench and bend over like Steve did earlier. Just be careful to not get in the way of the machine.” The gorilla advised.

“How you doing buddy?” Jonas asked softly as the machine picked its pace up to every three seconds. I mumbled out a muffled okay sound and got a pat on the back, followed by a grunt from the guy.

“You’re really tight, you might want to work on that.” The bartender advised. Jonas took in a breath, likely as water began to trickle into his backside.

“Got it boss. Steve, if you’re doing okay, shake your left, uh, hoof. If you need a break, shake your right one. If you need out right now, shake everything.” Jonas advised, letting out a slow breath as he tried to adjust to the enema he was receiving. I nodded as best I could, and shook my left arm back and forth.

The guys were groaning within three minutes, the machine sped up to a smack steadily at just over a second in speed. My cock was pressing hard into my soaked and hot diaper. With every slap I emptied just a little more liquid into my diaper, and now I was already back down to a barely uncomfortable amount of liquid in me. My diaper was soaked. It was both gross, and felt strangely good against my painful erection.

“How could.” Jonas began, letting out a breath with a groan. “You ask us to go for this fucking achievement Steve?” He panted, the gorilla chuckling at their complaints. Everyone else let out either a grunt or a groan of mutual complaint at the discomfort.

“You are nearly done. Just another liter to go. I can’t tell you why yet, but he did you a massive favor by telling you about the achievement. When we are done here, You need to give him a hug, a lot of gratitude, and a blowjob.” The gorilla commented casually from behind the groaning guys.

“I’m not doing that.” Lee spoke between breaths, making everyone including me chuckle, before I grunted from a slap to the ass.

Two more minutes passed before the gorilla spoke, and my ass was getting steadily smacked and pounded. “All done, just over five liters, had to make sure you all got the achievement. Squat and push as much as you need to in order to get used to the water. When you’re no longer pushing by reflex, climb over the whimpering pony, and stand with one foot on both side benches. When you’re all into position I’ll diaper you one by one. You can poop as soon as you want to.” He chuckled, and I heard the guys all grunt and groan as if constipated and trying to force any kind of relief.

I was pushed around slightly as they stepped over me, the inside of their legs pressing gently around my chest, waist and hips. I was breathing heavily and groaning helplessly, tensing beneath them, and maybe they thought I was in just as much discomfort as them when Callum spoke through gritted teeth. “Keep it together soldiers, we’re doing this for our brother.” A chorus of “yes sir” followed, paired with a whimpering groan from Ryan.

“You got this brother.” Jonas grunted, taking in a sharp breath between his teeth as another spasm hit him. I let out a small whimper of my own as the paddle of the machine slapped me fast enough for my balls to begin to ache, getting so close to orgasm that it was making my cock ache badly enough that I couldn’t stop myself from grinding my hips against the bench. I finally blushed from my actions, but I just couldn’t help it anymore.

The sound of unfolding diapers entered my ears from ahead of me, as the gorilla made his way to the side. “Thank you for your patience, I got your saddles ready.” He joked, getting a groan from the others. “Can you do Ryan first? He’s a nng.” Callum spoke, getting his with a spasm of his own as he sucked in a breath. “Civilian.” He finished, letting the breath out.

“Of course. You should get your achievement once you all expel the water.” The gorilla said kindly, making the diaper rustle loudly behind me.

I let out a loud groan into my gag, drool running freely down my chin as the dildo being slapped repeatedly into my ass finally brought me to climax, the machine slapping me nearly three times a second. I felt my load hit my crotch as my balls expelled everything they could into my diaper, and a few seconds of cock spasms later, I collapsed onto the bench weakly, breathing hard.

“Looks like the pony had his first accident.” The gorilla chuckled, the diaper in his hands crinkling loudly as he pulled the tapes into place. We all knew he was done when we heard the loud rush of water hitting plastic and the breathy moan of relief from Ryan. Loud bubbly farts filled the room without anyone judging, though Ryan did whimper as more than just water left him.

“You good brother?” Lee asked. I waved my left hoof weakly as the machine continued to spank my, slamming the toy in and out of me continuously. My gut still had plenty of piss and water in it, but there was no way I could give enough pressure to force it out of me now.

“I’m good here, sorry guys.” Ryan spoke, while the gorilla messed around with another diaper. I wondered why Ryan apologized, but immediately after his statement he made a sound that seemed to be a mix between a moan and a grunt as he forcibly soiled himself, and it didn’t sound like water. The sound of tapes being adjusted could be barely heard, before another messy rush of water hitting plastic sounded in the room.

The smell of dirty diaper finally hit my nostrils, distracting me from the piss smell on my face, though not necessarily in a good way. I couldn’t judge though because I knew under all my rubber I was in no better shape. “You’re good Ryan, do what you have to.” Callum spoke through gritted teeth as a third diaper was likely being wrapped around his waist, thanks to the loud crinkling.

Lee’s groans were gone now as well, so I assumed that he was the second one to receive a diaper. He was much quieter as he emptied himself though than Callum, who let out a groan of relief, followed by a “Sweet Christ.” As he noisily filled his own diaper.

Jonas spoke out shakily above me as the gorilla unfolded another diaper with a chuckle, and began to adjust it between his legs. “I kinda wish we visited the fox before we came here. I hng. I wasn’t expecting this.” He chuckled shakily getting chuckles of agreement from the others, paired with the constant slapping of my ass and the occasional release of liquid or mess.

The adjustment of tapes above me resounded a final time before Jonas let out a groan, and joined the others in helplessly emptying himself into his diaper with a matching groan of relief.

“Okay, you all empty yourselves, and when you’re done, sit down on the pony so you can have the ride you all earned.” The gorilla chuckled before adding “I’m not going to start face fucking him until you’re all comfortable and sitting. Jonas, you’re the lucky one that gets to pull on the reins. Make sure you keep his head up and his throat straight or it could be uncomfortable for him.” The gorilla advised, as the strong scent of piss filled my nose once more, and the gorillas salty cock pushed it’s way into the gag in my mouth and onto my tongue.

I thought he would wait for the others to sit first, but he kept pushing in until his cock was pressed against the back of my throat. Someone noisily messed themselves with a grunt of effort before the person at the very back sat down over my hips, likely only a few inches from getting smacked themselves.

I felt a pull on the gag in my mouth as Jonas sat down over my shoulders, pressing me firmly onto the bench though surprisingly not pushing the air from my lungs. The whole time this was happening, the gorilla was slowly pushing into my mouth and down my throat. I heaved a few times, but the achievement bonus I got earlier made it less painful, and I didn’t feel any coffee trying to rise.

The others sat down gently on me, at least as gently as they could. But their diapers squished wetly against my back, and my traitorous cock began to stir once more. Damn orgasm recovery time. I guessed four people sitting on me in dirty diapers, as well as my own dirty diaper counted.

“Good boys, time for your ride.” The gorilla spoke, and I could hear the grin in his voice as he began to thrust into my mouth, going slowly at first, but then quickly picking up the pace. Jonas pulled my head back using the reins, and it certainly did help with the thick shaft pushing into my throat. And before long, the gorilla was slapping his diaper against my chin rapidly, and moaning in pleasure.

I hoped he would cum as fast as he did on stage, a few minutes at most. The only time I could draw or expel breath was when he pulled out, his two-inch cock blocking my mouth enough to make breathing hard. “Mm, your throat is just as good as your ass. Such a good little pony.” He grunted, and I felt his massive hands cup both sides of my face as he increased the force of his thrusts.

Before the guys could ask, I waved my left hoof mitt thing, and I received a reassuring pat on my side by one of the guys. I hope they remembered I wasn’t actually a horse. I felt the rumble of another emptying on my lower back, which was embarrassing, and the fact my cock was hard again didn’t help. “Good pony, you are quite cute when you’re blushing. You should do it more. Maybe you need your friends to go potty on you more?” He panted, I could almost picture the grin on his face as he pounded my throat.

It took nearly five minutes, and one more orgasm from me before I could feel his cock thicken in my mouth and gag. It felt firmer against my tongue, and his heavy breathing were good signs I was nearly done. Hopefully.

The gorilla let out a bestial roar as he slammed his diapered crotch into my chin with enough force that a regular human may have lost a nut. His cock thickened before rapidly shooting load after load of cum into my gut. He continued to thrust, and each time he pulled out, more of his salty seed filled my mouth, and he thrust in too fast for me to swallow, so within seconds my face was a mess. He grunted and gave my throat one more slam, plugging my airways and his pulsing shaft emptied the last of his orgasm directly into my stomach.

The bartender stood panting heavily, his crotch tight against my face. I couldn’t take in a breath or expel it either, and it seemed like an extremely long ten seconds before he slowly pulled his softening shaft free of my gag.

I was getting close to needing to shake my right hoof in all honesty. I liked air.

When he pulled free, Jonas released the reins, letting my head fall forward as I coughed loudly into the gag. Cum dripped to the floor as I caught my breath. I slowly shook my left hand to show the guys I was okay, and they patted me on the side reassuringly, someone messing themselves further on my back.

“Wasn’t that a nice little pony ride?” The gorilla asked, flicking some switches behind me, making the machine rapidly slow with its spanks until it stopped completely. “You can get off of him now, then go find a bench and I’ll get you all changed.” The gorilla said kindly.

“Can you look after Steve first? He looks like he’s dead.” Ryan spoke out. My hero.

I felt the gorilla pull on the buckles behind my head, releasing the gag and blindfold and letting them fall to the floor in a clatter. I moved my jaw and licked my lips, shuddering from the salty taste of the copious amounts of gorilla cum coating my mouth and throat. He unbuckled my arms and legs quickly and helped me get into a sitting position on the bench.

Achievement Earned: Giddy-Yup

You do make a pretty adorable pony. Cute enough that even I want to shove my diaper in your face before plowing your fields.

For performing sexual services while dressed head-to-toe in latex pony play gear, you now receive more diapers while interacting with horses, and performing duties expected of a horse or pony. Examples are: Plowing fields, pulling a cart, being mounted by a stallion, and giving others rides.

Diapers earned is increased by 50% (additive) while interacting with horses, and performing horse related duties. Bonus diapers are automatically deposited into your bank account by the casino. If you have no bank account, they will be held in limbo until your account is activated.

First Achievement Bonus: You receive a permanent 25% discount at the store when purchasing the Rubber Pony clothing set. This also applies when purchasing horse dildoes, and horse related bondage accessories/furniture.

Holy fuck savings.

My sore ass complained to me but I ignored it for the time being. Before he touched the laces on my gloves, I looked at him and asked, coughing slightly before I could get the words out. “Can I have a drink?” I asked, “And maybe a towel for my face?” I looked at him hopefully, and he nodded. “Of course.” He replied calmly, placing a gentle hand on the top of my head before retreating.

“Shit!” Ryan exclaimed, and I looked over just in time to see everyone flinch. “What’s wrong?” I croaked, perhaps a little too quietly for them to hear, but Lee answered for me anyways.

“Two achievements, the two you told us about. I got the second achievement bonus increasing the amount to thirty percent for each tier. The group bonus is for everyone with the group bonus attached to their achievement. For every one of us holding an enema, we receive ten percent less discomfort. How is this going to be helpful with the competition though?” Lee asked, turning towards the bartender, who was returning to me with a large childish sippy cup full of what looked like orange juice.

Achievement Update:

You are so wonderfully corrupting. I really enjoy that trait in my playthings. I look forward to what else you make them do.

_Change to Pooling your assets 1

Group Bonus Added: For every person in a single instance with this group bonus, receive 5% less discomfort when pumping liquid into your bowels. This bonus is capped at 100%_

_Change to: Pooling your assets 2

Group Bonus Added: For every person in a single instance with this group bonus, receive 5% less discomfort when pumping liquid into your bowels. This bonus is capped at 100%_

_Change to: Oopsie

Group Bonus: For every person in an instance with this group bonus, Wetting and soiling your diaper at will takes 10% less effort. For percentages over 100% you become more likely to lose control over your bladder and bowels up to a maximum of 100%. For percentages over 200% You receive sexual pleasure every time you void your bladder and bowels, and have an increased chance to orgasm up to a maximum of 100%_

“Uh guys, do you think the main casino floor counts as an instance?” I asked, my face feeling flushed. They all looked over at me after reading their own achievement notices. They seemed puzzled by my question, when the gorilla responded in the affirmative.

I coughed wetly, the taste of cum washing over my tongue once more. “I really hope then nobody else gets the group bonus for the Oopsie achievement.” I spoke before bursting into more coughs, the others realizing what I was talking about and all paling at the thought.

“This will wash the taste out. Can you drink it yourself or do you need me to hold it for you?” The gorilla asked kindly, helping me press my hooves together to hold the large sippy cup covered in diapered baby mice. I pressed it between the flat parts of both of the hooves, but it was still quite awkward.

I didn’t want to ask him to feed me, but he took pity on me and took initiative, wiping my face gently with a soft cloth and pressing the spout of the lid into my lips and tilting it back. “While I’m feeding him, why don’t you go get your book and I’ll explain why that achievement will be useful for the competition. Remember, what I am going to tell you, you cannot share with anyone outside of yourselves.”

The guys all nodded, except for me because I was busy swishing the orange juice around inside of my mouth and drinking greedily. Cum was salty, and I admit it would take me a long time to get used to the taste. I watched Lee sit down at the bar, grimacing as his mess squished beneath him, though no verbal complaint was forthcoming.

When ready, the gorilla began to explain. “First, the basic information of the whole course. This competition is a game. Essentially an obstacle course dubbed Horny Horny Himboes.” He began with a chuckle. Lee paused briefly before he continued to write while shaking his head.

“The goal is to complete five different obstacles faster than any of the other contestants. Each person gets their own instance. The crowd and dealers will all be watching every contestant on televisions around the stage. When you complete each obstacle, you will receive a key. At the end of the fifth obstacle is a locked room. Once you leave a puzzle room, you cannot re-enter.”

Lee wrote as quick as he could, and the gorilla spoke slowly and paused frequently to let him catch up. When the pencil stopped scratching, he continued. “Inside the locked room is a big horny idiot. We call them Himbos here. You have to use the keys you earn to unlock the room, their straight jacket, their locking plastic pants, and then the two padlocks on the chastity cage in their diaper.” He explained, letting out a slight chuckle.

“To win, you have to give your Himbo an orgasm. Give them a hand job, blow them, let them fuck your ass, or just talk lustily to them. Doesn’t matter how but once they blow their load, your time is stopped and recorded. They will have a cock ring that will glow bright blue to show everyone watching that you completed your task.” He spoke, turning to me to see how I was doing. Most of the salty taste was indeed washed out by the juice at this point. Even though it was embarrassing, I was going to finish my drink.

Lee finished catching up on the writing, and turned to look at the gorilla for more information. “That’s all I can tell you for general information about the whole course. I will tell you the obstacle room where your achievement is going to matter the most and give you a head start over everyone else that won’t want to work for their advantage.” He spoke conspiratorially.

“I will tell you about obstacle number three. The obstacle is simple. There is a Inflatable plastic cow in the room. No, it is not a living cow, it is closer to a piece of furniture. There is also a disposable diaper in the room. The way the obstacle works, is you have to put on the disposable diaper, which cannot be removed until you complete the challenge. The goal is to either pee or poop five pounds into the diaper. When you reach one pound, the diaper will turn green, two pounds blue, three pounds purple, four pounds red, and five pounds will turn it pink.” He advised, pulling the sippy cup from my mouth and setting it aside once he noticed it was empty.

“Thank you, that’s much better. I doubt I have enough to cover it on my tab, but can I.” I began, but he cut me off with a finger to my lips. “I will take it out of what I have to pay you for leading you around the room by the harness, since it wasn’t part of the deal. All of you will be getting diapers with this information.” He chuckled, and I let out a small sigh of relief.

“When you stand on a miniature stage with the diaper glowing pink around your waist, the door to the next room will open, and the padlock keeping the key attached to the cow’s collar will release.” He continued, Lee catching up a few moments later.

“The cow’s udders are full of a fast-acting laxative laced milk. Normally, you would need to drink about three liters of milk, perhaps more to complete the challenge, and the milk takes about twenty minutes to fully go through your system. So, get on your hands and knees and nurse like a calf.” He explained with a chuckle.

“How does this achievement help us in this case?” Jonas asked, and I had to admit that I was curious as well. The gorilla turned to him, and from where I sat, I could see the sneaky grin on his face.

“Easy, instead of drinking milk from the cow’s udders, you fill up as much as you possibly can in the previous room before you put the diaper on. You would need just under three liters, but I suggest taking as much as you could hold. The diaper will not leak, and it’s better to be safe. It should save you at least a half hour on your time.” He finished, turning to me and beginning to undo the ties on my hand hooves.

“Is there a shower in that room, or do we need to bring our own wipes?” Lee asked, and the gorilla shook his head, pulling the slick glove from my arm.

“Nope, you can’t even enter the instance if you are wearing a diaper. You go in naked and empty handed. You just cannot physically enter, even something as simple as an ear piercing would prevent you. Also, once you have the key in hand, the diaper will disappear magically, and you will be cleaned up instantly as well.” He said as he pulled off my other glove and began work on removing my boots.

“I have to ask, is this a set piece clothing gear thing?” I asked, waving to the outfit the gorilla had dressed me in. He chuckled in amusement.

“I forgot you heard about those. Yes this is. This would normally double the diapers you earn while doing pony play activities, farm play, and other activities involving horses. However, that does not apply when you are wearing an outfit owned by a dealer. We have our clothing sets, you have yours. They are not interchangeable.” I nodded, though I couldn’t help being disappointed. Other than the enema and having diapers shoved in my face, the pony play stuff was kind of a kink I had in life.

Don’t tell anyone.

When I was freed entirely from all of the rubber clothing, and could stand on the ground once more, I placed my hands on the bench I had been strapped to and squatted with a groan. The others watched me as the gorilla pulled on a pair of disposable gloves, and pushed Ryan into a laying position on a short bench. Ryan was getting the first change, which was good. I felt he deserved it for how much pain he sounded in earlier.

I pushed and clenched my gut as hard as I could, I felt the veins in my forehead throb as my hole stretched slowly around the knot of the dildo in my ass. Water sprayed around it into my soaked diaper, making it swell further, and then finally, I made it to the widest part of the dildo which slipped the rest of the way out of me into my diaper with shocking ease.

I let out a deep breath as the rest of the piss and water loudly made its way into my seat, followed by nastier stuff. I relaxed and looked over to my friends, seeing their shocked expressions and disbelief.

“What? there was no way in hell I was reaching into this diaper to pull it out” I spoke while rolling my eyes, standing up slowly as the dildo slid to between my thighs, making me shudder from the hot and wet feel.

“Dude’s got a point.” Callum spoke casually, before the rest of the guys began to chuckle.