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The smile I received from the pink, motherly cow when I asked to sit down at her blackjack table reaffirmed that this was a good choice to make for spending the night.

Originally I was thinking of going over to the deer dealer's Baccarat table to spend a night being used by the horses, but I figured I'd probably have fresher breath and a more restful sleep if I visited my friend instead.

When the world shimmered around me and a familiar nursery filled my view, I flashed a bright smile at the cow standing cheerfully behind the gambling table.

"Hello sweetie! Thank you for stopping by! Are you here to win the big bucks or just fill your tummy before going on further adventures?" She asked, her expression full of pride.

I shook my head and smiled genuinely at her. "Always a pleasure. Actually, I was wondering if I might be able to earn another night in that comfortable crib of yours once more? I'm trying to stay out of sight of all my fellow humans for a bit. Though I did also want to do some actual gambling. I haven't done as much of it as I should." I explained with a chuckle

She smiled sweetly and nodded, letting out a delighted moo. "Oh, you are just the most wonderful little baby, I would love to have you spend the night again. Though, for just two-hundred-diapers you can spend the night here without having to earn anything. You look exhausted!" She exclaimed with her voice full of concern.

She was too sweet.

"That's fine, and how could I help you have a good time if we don't satisfy your needs? I am willing to bet it's been a few days since you last had a real good milking." I said with a chuckle.

"Seriously though, you're very sweet, and I'd like to help you enjoy yourself however I can. Things are likely going to be very busy for me very soon, and I don't know when I'll be able to stop in again, or be able to relax at my place." I said, letting out a held sigh as I leaned against the card table.

The cow gave me a sad, but knowing smile as she held her hand out towards the diaper I had in my hand. "You are very sweet yourself dear. But you don't need to worry about me. You are still very, very young, and so new to the concept of eternity. To beings like me, a hundred years is but a blink of the eye, while to you. Well. The past five days must have seemed very long, haven't they?"

I slid the thick, darkly decorated diaper across the table. It was actually a little spooky, mostly black, with a full moon and starry night sky on the tape landing zone, and the silhouette of a werewolf with glowing red eyes and a massive erection howling on a clifftop. In contrast, the 4K on the back of the waistband was baby-pink surrounded in a circle of white.

"Yeah, it has been a long five days so far. I do want to slow down, but I'm progressing so fast. The achievement bonuses are absolutely nuts, and the First achievement bonuses are even more so. I feel like I need to get as many as possible before any other humans get them. The long term advantages are too useful." I said with a tired smile.

She waved her hand over the diaper and it disappeared in a puff of powder. Replacing it was a small stack of forty casino tokens, each with 1H stamped into the middle of the thick, dark-green plastic.

I picked one of them up with an amused chuckle as I squeezed it between my fingers. The thick plastic crinkled and compressed between my fingers, and flexed easily as if it was merely a diaper in coin form.

I was broken from my amusement by the cow. "That may be true, but you humans are so fragile, are you sure you don't want to take a little break? Or at least slow down a bit?" She asked as she waved a hand towards the table, a single deck of cards appearing on the table beside her.

I placed a single chip in front of me in the spot marked on the table specifically for that purpose. "Yeah, I do need a break, but I'm pretty sure Terinas is forcing it on my with this deal we made. I have to feed the other humans every day after the competition until I serve seventy-five meals a day, for five days in total. I don't know what I'll be doing, but I imagine it will be the break I need. I have a feeling that I will be occupied for next months competition." I said with a chuckle as the cow burned the top card.

It was a ten of spades. I could have used that.

"I see, there are many different ways the deal can be taken. You could be locked in a kitchen and forced to flip burgers, or even turned into a tentacle creature like your latex friend, and made to push eggs down peoples throats or up their bum. I honestly can't possibly tell you what you will have to do. I won't go into detail about the more... extreme options." She explained as she gave us both two cards, with one of hers face-down.

Not a lucky start for me. I had a seven and two of diamonds, while she had a king of diamonds.

I was far from a professional gambler, in any form. Even in this place, most of my gambling was free spins.

"Crap, I didn't think about that. I could be stuck on stage for decades depending on what Terinas has planned for me. Still, I'm sure that the mystery box will be worth it. Hit me please?" I asked, receiving a three of diamonds.

"You're at twelve. Will you hit or stay?" she asked, giving me a sympathetic smile at my plight.

"I'll hit please. Still, I think it will be okay. The guys will figure out ways to make things easier for me, and if not, they will still be working on our future. I'm sure of it."

She flipped another card and gave me an eight of spades. Bringing me to a respectable twenty.

"You have good friends, I'm sure they will do right by you. If not, you have a few friends among the dealers that won't let that stand. You are at twenty sweety."

I chuckled at her nickname for me, but waved my hand over my cards, indicating I'll stay. She flipped over her other card, revealing a queen of spades.

Breaking even, she gathered the cards, and in a save of time, the whole deck disappeared in a puff of smoke only to reappear, with a different design on the back. This was Terinas with a raised eyebrow and smirk, holding a martini glass under a massive cock that was in the process of spurting semen into it.

The cow chuckled at the picture as I placed a second coin on top of the one I already placed.

May as well bet a hundred diapers a round eh?

"That is one thirsty tiger." I commented with a chuckle as the cow flipped over a card to set aside, burning a nine. I was given an eight and a queen, while she started with a king. I stayed like a coward.

"He just likes to mess with you, because you're fun. And I have twelve, thirteen, twenty-two. Too many." She said, her voice bright and cheerful as she finished counting her own cards, seeming happy to give me my winnings.

I flashed her a bright smile and took the winnings, setting them aside on the counter as I placed another hundred of my main pile on top of my previous bet of two-hundred. "Thank you, I appreciate that. I would hate to see the design if he didn't like me." I said, as she handed out the cards of a new deck.

She burned an Ace of all things before dealing out the cards. I took five cards before winding up on an even twenty, while she went over the top on her third card. She paid me out three hundred diapers, and I slid two of them towards her as a tip. My achievement for tipping was obsolete, but there was no excuse to not be kind.

I did not do the best, but in the end I came out ahead if I counted the tips I gave her. Any time I won, I let the bet carry on while collecting my winnings, and any time I lost, I just placed a hundred diapers down, regardless of if I felt lucky. But after all was said and done, I had tipped nine hundred diapers, and still would up with five-thousand one hundred and fifty.

We talked about random things, mostly about plans for the near future, and she seemed extremely excited to watch my home-movies with the other dealers. She promised to wait until my theater was up and running before she saw any of what I had done over the last few days.

I slid every one of my winnings onto the betting zone and flashed her a winning grin.

Sure, that would have been fifteen thousand diapers that I added to the competition betting pool, but, I hadn't done any dangerous gambles since I got here.

"Are you sure you want to bet everything in one go sweety?" She asked with a curious smile.

"Sure, I could save it, and Callum needs a bartender's outfit, and I have an idea for Lee's DJ costume thing which will be pricey. But, I'm going to do some things with horses tomorrow that should cover the costs of all of that. I want to do at least one big gamble before I'm stuck on stage." I said with a grin, but then I paused.

Before she could deal the cards, I reached over and grasped one of the dark-green tokens and pulled it from the pile. "I have a feeling I'm going to want a thick diaper tonight." I said with a smirk.

The cow let out a cheerful laugh, that sounded a bit like a moo, before she dealt out the cards, burning a queen.

To my surprise, my gamble paid off. I got a blackjack. My first one out of forty hands.

"Oh congratulations dear! Seven-thousand, five-hundred and seventy-five is your payout! You almost have enough for a bartender outfit at least!" She mooed in delight.

I gave her five-hundred diapers as thanks, before shoving all of the tokens into a large pile on the betting area, while flashing her a bright, toothy grin.

She paused, before shaking her head with an amused smile. "You humans are such fun creatures." She commented with a wry smile, burning a six and dealing the cards.

I was dealt an eight and jack of spades, leaving me at eighteen, while she had a king on her side of the counter, with an admittedly terrifying card lying facedown.

She gave me a knowing and patient smile as she said "Would you like to hit or stay dear?"

I thought for a moment, and mused out loud, although softly and obviously to myself. "I can hit, but that is a lot of diapers on the line. There is just far too high of a chance to fail." I grumbled.

I finally shook my head and waved my hand to stay., and the cow nodded approvingly before flipping over her own card, revealing a three.

"I'm at thirteen, and twenty-three. Too many! Congratulations dear!" She exclaimed, waving her hand over the table and all of the cards disappeared. A large pile of soft, diaper-like tokens remained in their place.

"Holy crap, thank you." I said, sitting back and letting out a breath I didn't realize I had been holding.

"Your welcome! Your payout is twelve-thousand, six-hundred and twenty-five diapers. The biggest win I have seen out of your group so far!" She exclaimed proudly, with her hands clasped in front of her chest.

I flashed a grin at her and nodded. "I think this is a good time to quit, can I ask you to cash these out for me, but rounded to the nearest thousand? And keep at least a thousand for yourself?" I asked.

She placed a hand over her heart and flashed me a winning smile as she did just that. "You are far too kind sweetie, I hope you have a lot of fun with your winnings!" She said, waving her free hand over the table, leaving just three diapers.

One of them was a 20K diaper, and another was the 4K werewolf diaper. The expensive one was designed to look like a bright blue sky, with small tufts of clouds sporadically decorating the blue plastic. Small birds decorated the landing zone alongside the clouds, seeming to flit about as if alive. It was the most realistic scenery I've seen in a diaper.

Not something I thought I would say.

Finally, the third diaper was the Hundred point one I had set side earlier. It was thick, and dark green like a dark forest, though the landing zone had bright red berries hanging off of stems. I recognized a few different kinds, from high-bush cranberries and raspberries, but there were four others I didn't know.

"I'll be back in a bit if that's okay? I want to buy a gift for one of my friends to help him out a bit." I said, flashing the cow a winning smile.

She gave me a bright smile in return, as well as a friendly wave. "I'll be right here sweetie! See you soon." She cooed at me as the world shimmered around me, and I found myself yet again in a seemingly empty casino.

"Good evening Steve, you're up late!" The wolf banker greeted me with a toothy smile as I appeared in his instance. I flashed him a smile just as bright as I walked up to his counter and set my newly acquired diapers on top, keeping the dark-green diaper in hand.

"Good evening to you too! And yeah, I'm hopefully heading to bed soon after I help a sweet pink cow with some of her needs. Just wanted to do a small bit of shopping before heading back over there." I explained casually.

"Oh, lucky win?" The wolf asked curiously as he reached for the diapers, and caused them to disappear in a puff of pink powder.

At my nod, he flashed another grin at me, seeming happy for my resulting success. "Didn't think I'd see you doing actual gambling for a while! Look at you, treating the casino like a casino. Kids grow up so fast." He said teasingly, faking a sniffle and wiping at a nonexistent tear.

I let out a snort and nodded. "Yeah, look at me go! And in just another month I'll be able to relearn potty training." I smirked.

The wolf's eyes flashed knowingly as they glanced over towards the stage, with the total prize pool on bright display. The human bets had climbed over thirty-thousand since I placed my bet, and the staff bets had climbed over two-hundred thousand as well. Seems they realized someone serious was in the game now.

I flashed the wolf a wink and he coughed into a large furry hand. "Ahem. So, you said you wished to do some shopping, is there anything in particular you wished for?"

"There is actually, I'd like to buy Callum the Bartender clothes set. Is there any way I can buy it, and get it put in the room for him to use while I stay down here?" I asked, and the wolf nodded with a smile.

"He's currently serving drinks to nearly forty of us dealers, though he did say that last call was in two hours. That will come to fifteen-thousand diapers for the bartender set. Though it will be twenty-thousand if you want the male uniform instead of the female." He advised.

"What is the difference between the two?" I asked curiously.

"For both, it's a white latex dress-shirt with a tie that changes color depending on the wearer's favorites. That is where the similarities stop. Men's outfit has latex dress pants, dark grey in color, and with a permanently ironed look. It has wrist-length white gloves, and shin-length light-grey socks. The cheaper version comes with a similarly grey short skirt instead of pants, that only shows off their underpants when they bend over. It also comes with elbow-length white gloves, and thigh-length stockings that are light-grey and stand out against the skirt."

The wolf as always gave me an excellent description of the outfits, but this time he waved his hands and a small pamphlet with pictures of both outfits appeared on the countertop, as well as significant amounts of text beneath each set.

"The men's set comes with a fedora, with a band around the rim that will match the tie, the women's outfit comes with a bandana. The tie is the optional piece to the set, but when worn with the rest of the outfit, the bartender will see something similar to an aura around the people at his counter. The color of the aura determines how long someone has been waiting for a drink. Green means they need a drink but haven't been waiting long, but the closer the aura gets to red, the longer they've been waiting. White means they are completely sober, and black means they are almost ready to black out." He explained helpfully.

"I will get the men's set then, but is it possible for me to attach a note to it detailing all of that before sending it to him? It would be really good for him to know what all of the flashing lights mean."

The wolf flashed me a grin and nodded. "For five hundred diapers, I can attach a copy of this pamphlet, and where would you like it placed in your room?" He asked, knowing my answer from my approving nod.

"Someplace where he will see it immediately? If he's still bartending, I'm sure he would appreciate it as soon as possible." I said with a shrug.

The wolf flashed me a playful grin as he nodded and waved his hand over the counter. The pamphlet disappeared in a puff of powder, and the wolf began to chuckle under his breath.

I raised an eyebrow. "I placed the clothing and pamphlet roughly a foot above his head. It's too bad you weren't there to hear him freak out. Though he is cursing you right now, so that's probably for the best." He huffed in amusement, with his eyes sparkling with mischief.

"Did he cut you off?" I asked, unable to stop myself from chuckling as well.

"No, I'm still quite unconscious on the floor, currently sleeping against the maintenance staff bear in your personal lounge area you designed. I don't get to have much fun, and your merry band is quite entertaining." He flashed me a bright grin.

"Someday I plan to set up a playground in there too. I've met a few members of the staff that seem... too young for drinking." I said, while giving the back of my head a scratch. The wolf chuckled and nodded his agreement.

"A playground would likely get a lot of use amongst the staff, even the ones you think are too old for such things. What brought this up? Seemed a random change of topic." He questioned with an amused smile.

"Well, I'm debating whether I will have sand or grass in there, but it might be a more popular area to pass out than play I think." I grinned.

We shared a laugh.

We talked for a little bit more. It turns out that playground equipment is expensive, and I should really appreciate my discounts. Even a set of monkey bars costed a hundred thousand for the frame, and an extra twenty thousand per bar. Looking around three-hundred for a set of child swings.

It will be quite a while before I can afford that.

He seemed unsurprised that I told him I could probably handle him now, though I'd need a little bit of lube. He did however say that he would prefer if it was me instead with a monster cock doing the plowing.

In this place, I'm sure stranger things will happen.

We eventually said our farewells, and I returned to the casino proper with thick, green diaper in hand. With a smile on my face and a wave towards the bright pink cow in front of me, I moved onto the next small adventure in this casino.

"You're really becoming comfortable here, I am impressed!" The cow greeted me as I reappeared in her nursery, everything in the same place as it always seemed to be. Bright, pink and childish as all hell.

"I'm still getting the hang of things, but it is becoming easier. And you seem to be in quite a good mood yourself." I commented with a grin as I sat down at the blackjack table in her domain.

"If I may be honest, you surprised me. Not only did you actually start your mail delivery service, as you promised you would, you also allowed me to see a few of my friends today, which I never expected would happen. I couldn't be happier. You have done a greater thing for us than you can imagine." She said with a proud smile.

I flashed a smile towards her as well, honestly glad she was happy with how things were going.

"I do hope things will only get better from here on out. I have so many ideas, but only a few concrete plans. Tonight though, if you are willing, I'd like to do anything you like, if you will allow me to spend the night here once more?" I asked with a cheerful, yet kind of nervous smile.

Delighted, the rubber dairy cow stepped around the table faster than I expected and wrapped her arms around me in a tight hug, her breasts pressing firmly against my face. Hard enough that I felt the dampness through her suit jacket as the pressure caused her to leak a little milk.

She let out a happy moo sound as she hugged me and swayed, ye I wasn't really in the position to hug her back, so I simply laughed at her good mood.

"Come, come sweetie! I have a perfect outfit that would look absolutely adorable on you! Can you change out of your big boy clothes and hop up onto the changing table? I'm going to need to get you into that thicker diaper of yours right away!" She exclaimed brightly as she let me go, though not until she had helped me up from the chair.

I chuckled in amusement from her excited attitude and I gave her a confirming nod. "Of course, anything else you would like me to do for now?" I asked, already pulling my sweat pants down, exposing my rather saturated and cheap diaper to the cow.

Despite the value of my diaper, she seemed proud of me for pissing in it without complaint which was a huge change from my first night here.

She leaned in and gave me a peck on the cheek, before cupping my face and rubbing the smooch gently with her thumb. "You are too sweet, but that's okay, you just fold up those clothes like a big girl and then go relax. Mama will be right back sweetie."

I must have flinched, because the cow paused and her expression fell. "Sorry sweetie, did I say something wrong?" She asked, her voice full of concern.

I shook my head quickly and gave her a hesitant smile before pulling my pants up to my chest and began to fold them. "You did nothing wrong, just, if it's not too much trouble..." I began, hesitating as my voice trailed off.

Her attention was fully on me, and concern was obvious in her eyes.

It always amazed me how intense she was with her emotions. She gave 100% to everything she expressed, it was kind of intimidating.

"Uh, would you be willing to use any title other than mom related names? I just. I'm still not ready to move on yet." I mumbled nervously, looking away from the cow.

Her arms wrapped around me once more in a warm hug, this time comforting instead of affectionate, and she pressed her head against my shoulder.

I'd gotten taller?

"Of course sweetie. You can call me whatever you like. One of my babies likes to call me Moomoo, would that work for you dear? And you can just think of m as a babysitter, and I'll act like it as well?" She offered, looking up at me with a gentle smile, offering as much comfort as she could.

I smiled down at her, thankful. "Thank you, I think Moomoo is an adorable title I would be happy to use. I really appreciate it." I said softly, giving her a hug back, clenching my pants tightly in a fist.

We stood and hugged for a few long moments, until it got awkward. When I stood up chuckling nervously, she grinned at me. "The baby chooses how long the hugs last for dear. No need to be embarrassed! The things I'll be shoving up your bum will be far more embarrassing for you." She teased, giving me a wink and one last lookover before turning towards her walk-in closet.

I stood in place for another moment until she disappeared behind the door, before I let out a sigh.

"Fucking awkward man." I thought to myself with a grimace before I shook it off and smiled. The cow seemed really excited, I wonder if others have been helping her keep entertained.

I began to sing a bit of Amongst Stars to take my mind off of my embarrassment. I honestly was looking forward to Lee being able to DJ, being able to hear some of my favorite music again would really make this place feel like home.

It might seem shocking for me to say that, but I seriously cannot say just how terrible my life seemed to me. This place was so much better in every way, and needing to deal with all the crazy fetishes was way easier than struggling day by day.

Sorry for rambling, tonight is supposed to be a happy night!

And why am I talking as if anyone is ever going to read this?

Anyways, I stripped off my green shirt as well and placed it, as neatly folded as I could make it, on top of my sweatpants on the roulette table.

I hoped that wouldn't count as placing a bet.

I let loose another stream of piss into my diaper without shame, or thinking, and I clammed right up when a small trickle began to run down the inside of my right thigh. "Oh shit."

I nearly used my achievement to change my diaper, which was extremely convenient, but halfway through the phrase in my head I stopped myself.

"How upset would she be if I didn't give her a diaper to change?" I thought to myself. I slowly made my way over to the changing table after wiping my thigh with my palm, my cheeks a little warm from embarrassment.

"I am too used to diapers already. I should have changed out of this cheap thing right away." I grumbled before I carefully climbed onto the table, the rubber mattress making soft noises beneath me as I crawled onto it.

I had pissed too much, my newly shaved balls feeling like they were partially submerged in warm water. It tingled more than I would have liked.

When I rolled over as quick as I could to avoid leaking, the piss began to pool into the seat of my diaper, between my butt cheeks until the last remaining bits of sap were able to slowly wick the fluid away. There really was no more room in this cheap diaper and I'd have to be careful.

A few minutes passed as I stared at the ceiling, plastic glow-in-the-dark stars and moons spread throughout the nursery.

I realized that last time I had been drugged into unconsciousness, so I actually had no idea if the lights were ever turned off. After looking around, I also noticed there were no light-fixtures in the nursery either.

"I guess, other than blindfolds, it doesn't get dark in here? Why get glow-in-the-dark stickers then?"

_ _ I had been pondering things for a few minutes by the time the co- no. By the time Moomoo had returned. Her arms were full of rubber clothing, and I could easily see the pink and white spots decorating it like a typical dairy cow pattern. Except, the pink replaced the black.

She set the pile on top of the high-chair table, with something heavy underneath thudding onto the plastic counter, and some jingling metal chiming softly, muffled by the rubber.

"Oh sweetie, you didn't take off your diaper too? You look positively soaked!" She asked, though her voice sounded happy about the situation.

"Well, you said to take off my big boy clothes, and considering I nearly leaked onto your nice clean floor, I figured taking the diaper off wasn't part of that request. That, and from how much you seemed to enjoy changing me last time, I thought you might enjoy it if I didn't?" I explained, though I gave her a questioning glance.

She let out a moo and smiled so brightly at me, that even I couldn't help but smile at her enthusiasm.

"You are so sweet, thank you so much! I would absolutely love to change your diaper! Though seeing how soaked you ae, I would prefer to change you into a better diaper." She said, her rubber body squeaking softly as she bounced slightly in place.

"I can change you into a ten-point diaper for free, as payment for letting me change your diaper, but anything higher you will need to pay for or earn yourself. If you have to earn it, you can't leave until your debt is cleared. Are you okay with that sweetie?" She asked, and I could see the excitement in her eyes, already knowing my response.

"That sounds good to me, thank you!" I replied with a smile, though I paused for a moment before continuing.

"Actually, would I be able to try on a hundred-point diaper? I'd like to start working on the next part of the collection thing. You know, wetting, messing and cumming in each tier of diaper? Though I'll need help with the last part, I'm sure." I asked, my cheeks flushed pink, though I knew the idea would only make her happier.

She positively beamed at me. "Of course I can sweetie! And would you like me to change you into better diapers as the night goes on? You'll be sleeping through it, but you most definitely will be going potty and making your diapers sticky while you sleep."

I thought about it for a moment before nodding sheepishly. "That would be great, at least, as long as I earn enough diapers to cover the cost. I have breakfast plans with the guys and if I can I'd like to get out of here around ten in the morning if that's okay?"

The cow pondered to herself for a few moments as she thought about my request. "Well I suppose I can do that, how much sleep do you need to be able to function fully now? With reaching floor four, you should need much less sleep?"

I had completely forgotten about that. And thinking about it, I had been waking up much earlier than expected considering how late I had been up these days.

"Uh, I'm not exactly sure, I think I need about six hours or so? Maybe a little less?" I replied, not sounding entirely sure of things.

The cow nodded softly and smiled down at me and placed a hand gently on my crotch and giving my diaper a gentle squeeze, in an almost affectionate manner. I felt the barely absorbed piss in my crotch run down my balls to pool in the seat of my diaper, and it caused me to shudder and desperately want to scratch myself.

"I think I can work with that, I'll adjust your feeder gag so you're only kept under for two hours at a time. I'll wake you up, we can have some fun, and then I'll put you down for another two hour nap. Repeating until you're well rested. I'll help you get your last diaper sticky just before you go to meet your friends for breakfast. How does that sound dear?" She suggested, and my red face went a little redder before I nodded.

She seemed absolutely delighted, and it made me wonder what kind of fun she had in mind, but I trusted her.

At least a bit.

"That reminds me." I began, and she gave me her full attention, though her hand squeezed my crotch a little bit harder.

"If I'm not wrong, I've used all the diapers for the tier one and two diaper sets, but I never received an achievement for doing so. Am I missing one? In that journal thing there was a diaper that was listed as a question-mark. Do I need to find that one?" I asked, and my babysitter giggled in delight.

"Oh sweetie, you have to read your journal after you use all the diapers! Opening your journal to each page that has the diapers you've used finalizes everything and gives you your reward! You should check your journal more often, and tell your friends to get themselves a room of their own too." She smiled down at me, amusement shining in her eyes.

I continued to blush as I let out a groan. "Well, I feel stupid. Of course that's how you get it. Wonder if I'll still have the First Achievement bonus if there is one." I sighed before I began to chuckle.

The cow snorted before she released my crotch and began to tug on my diaper tapes. One-by-one she pulled them with a loud peeling of Velcro, until my hairless crotch was exposed to the chill nursery air. "You're not stupid sweetie, you're just a baby, and it's hard to remember things for little ones like yourself."

I blame my lack of insulation for how much my cock retreated. I'm not small, I swear!

"Oh my, it looks so much smaller without all that hair! Perfect little weenie for my little baby! You look adorable sweetie!" She mooed, swaying slightly as her hand reached forward to gently cup my balls, still wet from pee.

I covered my eyes with a hand and gave them a rub as I heard a familiar voice echo laughter throughout the room.

I forgot he was filming this. The bastard.

The cow continued to fondle my balls as she teased me about my penis size, and my cock began to stir from her ministrations within short order. Her warm and frictionless fingertips knowing just how to tease and play.

"There we go, let's get that little sissy nice and stiff, so your babysitter can get it locked up nice and snug like a good little calf!" She cooed at me, and my embarrassed groan seemed to be all she needed to enjoy herself.

While I was covering my eyes, I didn't notice her move her other hand, until I felt a finger gently probe my backside, slipping into me easily to her third knuckle and wiggle around teasingly.

"Oh my, you've been working so hard! I'm so proud of you sweetie!" She mooed in delight, quickly moving to gently add a second, then even a third and fourth finger.

My butt stretched easily to accommodate her whole hand, save for her raise thumb she used to press gently against my taint.

All four of her fingers wiggling inside me, and her other hand fondling my balls quickly got me as stiff as I could possibly get, despite the scent of my piss filling the air.

"Good boy, I'm so proud of you! Nice and stiff for me, just like a good little baby. Now let me wipe my hands and get you all locked up for bedtime! Be a good boy and stay horny for me okay?" She asked, her voice excited and delighted at how easily she was able to tease me into arousal.

My breathing was a little heavier than I intended as she stared at me hungrily, wiping her hands with a thick baby wipe, which she deposited gently into my diaper when finished.

Instead of locking me up right away, she began to undo her tie, vest and dress-shirt buttons, slowly removing them and hanging them on the rocking horse nearby. Until finally she was naked save for a thoroughly soaked twenty-point diaper, with rubber ducks happily decorating the yellowed crotch.

When she had stopped fondling me, I fought to stay hard as she asked me to, but the coolness on my ass, and dampness of the diaper under me, and the general lack of actual love for all the fetishes going on, by the time her clothing was hung up and she was between my legs once more with dribbling breasts, my cock was flaccid once more.

Unlike how I expected, she was not disappointed in the least that I had gone soft once more. In fact, she seemed happy with the outcome. "No wonder you need a babysitter, you can't even keep a stiff little sissy without help of a grownup! Don't worry little one, maybe when you're older and properly diaper trained, you'll be able to get horny all by yourself!"

I could only reply with a groan much to her amusement. She was kind of cute when she giggled in all honestly.

The jingling metal sounded once more, as well as the rustling of rubber as she groped under the outfit she had prepared for me, until finally she had a small metal chastity cage in her hand. The sleeve was solid metal with only a few small holes in the tip for peeing through, and the ring was coated in rubber for a more comfortable wear.

"Alright sweetie, let's get you all locked up, and then I'll get you all dressed up in your nice, squeaky jammies, how does that sound?" She cooed at me, and I gave her a smile, despite my embarrassment.

"Sounds good, thanks for taking care of me Moomoo." I replied and she positively beamed.

She was gentle as she could be with slipping the metal ring around my balls and cock, this time there was no hair to pinch which was nice. As she worked, humming a tune I hadn't heard before I asked her a question she wasn't prepared for.

"Hey Moomoo, have the other humans been treating you okay? Have you been able to have any fun?" I asked, shuddering as the cool rubber encased my bits tightly, her hands carefully making sure my bits were in a comfortable place.

She paused briefly with slipping a thick pin trough the loop from behind, before smiling sweetly at me. "I can't tell you about the other humans sweetie, but I've had a little bit of fun. Not as much as with you though. Having Daddy help me with milking was a wonderful treat."

"Most of them just like to gamble, and only a few are upset that I use a new deck each time when dealing. No matter how much you tell them it's so everyone has an equal chance of winning, not just those who can count cards." She explained, before turning it on me with a teasing smile.

"But I know you're too much of a baby for that, you need your babysitter to read your cards for you don't you? Maybe next time you want to gamble I'll teach you to count properly, like a big boy!" She giggled before slipping the cool metal sleeve over my dick, the top of the sleeve locking into place with a resounding click.

It felt a little loose at first, though I swear I have no idea what a chastity cage was supposed to feel like, but after a moment, the cool metal tightened around my cock and my balls, bringing it just tight enough to what I suppose was a perfect fit, and impossible to remove without the key.

"That sounds fun, if you'd like to do that I'm down. I'll try my best to be a good listener." I replied with a chuckle after shuddering to the strange sensation of metal tightening around my bits.

She smiled sweetly at me, the picture of motherly pride. "I know you will sweetie. I can't do it at the table, I have to be professional while you're on a stool, but maybe I'll teach you your numbers after your last diaper change on your way to meet your friends for breakfast."

I smiled up at her and nodded. "Maybe someday I'll have kitchen things in my room and you can join us for breakfast, you've certainly fed me enough to deserve a meal yourself!"

The cow beamed at me while she lifted me up by the ankles, her hand pulling my saturated diaper out from under my ass. "Thank you sweetie. You are so kind, but sadly, there's not much point in eating for me. It will just wind up in my diaper after a few minutes. Most creatures like me, made of rubber, diaper or plastic don't need to eat. We can, but we have to focus on digesting and can do little else while we absorb things." She explained patiently, as her hand slid a cold wipe between my bum cheeks.

"Huh, I guess now that you mention it, the maintenance staff tend to stay in place while they're eating a diaper. Well, you can still enjoy beer and eventually coffee, since you don't seem against soaking yourself?" I offered instead, and got a chuckle in reply.

She laid my feet back down and moved back over to her high-chair and began to rustle the rubber fabric once more. This time returning with a weirdly shaped dildo and a few rubber bands that were strangely wide.

The dildo was roughly six-inches long, and perhaps three inches thick, with a two-and-a-half-inch hole all through the center of the dildo. Likely to stop me from having any chance of keeping my diaper clean for long. Though I couldn't see me being able to hold that dildo in for long with how much my butt has been stretched lately.

And for some reason, it was pink and white, spotted in a pattern similar to the pile of rubber on top of the high-chair. I had no idea why they would match, considering it would likely be hidden by a diaper soon.

She saw my questioning look and giggled. "You'll see sweetie! Now, when I fingered your bum, I noticed I didn't need to use lube, in fact, your bum is naturally lubricated it seems. You've been working very hard and I'm so proud of you." She said, her voice bright and cheerful as she set the rubber bands down on the corner of the table.

I was still blushing and the praise only made me feel more embarrassed about everything, so I chuckled nervously. "Wasn't anything too big." I said, my cheeks flushing further.

I couldn't even remember where I got that achievement.

She smiled sweetly at me and lifted my legs once more, and yet again, I felt something pushing gently against my rear, which gave in to the penetration easily.

As the cow had said, the toy became slick the moment it slipped inside of me, and it was able to slowly glide with almost zero resistance. The toy quickly widened as it slid into me, expanding to four inches thick, until right near the base, it rapidly shrunk back down to three inches. Much like passing over the knot on a wolf's cock.

I am far too used to being stuffed full of penis.

The base was flat, and four-inches in diameter, and if I wasn't stretched so loose, it would have effectively locked the toy inside me. At this point however, the cow had to hold onto it lest she lose it in my backside.

"Good job sweetie, you took your plug so easily, I'm just going to say the command word to make it expand, and then it should lock into place. Don't worry, It won't hurt you." She explained cheerfully, and I gave her a nod and smile.

"Good boy." She mooed at me, before speaking in a loving tone.

"Mister plug, can you fill my sissy nice and snug?"

I let out a breath of surprise as I felt the plug rapidly expand inside of me. The dildo stretched almost noisily, like creaking of rubber being stretched tightly. Five inches, then six over just a few seconds, though when it neared six-and-a-half, it slowed down drastically, increasing and then stopping at just under seven inches over the course of thirty seconds.

I know this, because my babysitter told me as such.

"Oh my! Just under seven inches sweetie! Amazing work, and you've only been here for five days! Goodness, the hole is so wide I can still tingle your bum-bum with my fingers! Too bad I'm not the biggest fan of fisting, right sweetie?" She mooed cheerfully, bouncing slightly on her feet enough for milk to audibly slosh in her large breasts and udders.

I blushed heavily, because the dildo felt tight, but I knew I could still comfortably handle it expanding further. Also, not a fan of fisting either so it worked out.

I shook my head and let out a nervous chuckle. "That's fine with me, I'm not sure I want to be helplessly messing myself and being fisted. Little too much going down there at once." I said with a chuckle, getting a knowing smile from the cow.

The cow reached forward and gave my cheek an affectionate pinch before reaching underneath the changing table, only to pull out a diaper I hadn't seen yet. It was a surprisingly nice color. It was dark green in color, gradually turning darker from back-to-front, until the crotch of the diaper was black. The landing zone turned the black of the diaper into a ragged line, turning the gradual shift to darkness into a silhouette of a spruce forest.

It's how I imagined the scenery would have looked at night from the window in my room on the first day I had it, if the season was summer in that valley. As if I was standing on a hilltop, level with the tops of trees blocking out the night sky.

Above the dark tree-line, was a dark-blue-sky, with little white dots spattering the landing zone. Admittedly, it was a diaper that I considered making my diaper of choice for the coming month of incontinence.

"You like this one sweetie?" The affectionate cow asked as she unfolded it, showing off the design to me.

I gave her an embarrassed smile and nodded. "Yeah, it looks pretty nice actually. Since it's a hundred points, is it pretty absorbent?" I asked.

She nodded and smiled proudly at me. "It is, can hold just under eight liters! And it crinkles so wonderfully. Also, when you make a stinky, Terinas said it smells like a spruce air freshener, whatever that is! It reminds me of your window, your soul is very beautiful sweetie." She explained, though her voice became a little sad near the end.

"Is something wrong?" I asked, as she turned the diaper over and placed it under my backside, which I helpfully lifted for her, causing my locked cock to twitch as the plug jostled a sensitive spot inside me.

"Oh nothing sweetie, I just hope your time here in the casino won't change you too much. Forgive an old woman her musings?" She said, her voice becoming cheerful once more.

I shook my head and smiled brightly at her, genuinely touched. "Nothing to forgive, you're very kind. Perhaps I should be the one calling you Sweetie. I can't promise I won't change. I've already changed so much since coming here, and I promise you, that it's all for the better as far as I'm concerned." I said with a bright smile as I lowered down onto the surprisingly soft diaper, the plastic rustling noisily beneath me.

Attention

You have given your word to a member of the casino staff, and as such your word is binding. Breaking your word will have negative repercussions and will warrant punishment depending on the severity.

You have promised that you have changed since arriving in the casino, and it has changed you entirely for the better as far as you're concerned. This statement is mostly true.

You are ashamed over the number of bonus diapers you are receiving from the staff, and are concerned that you are taking advantage of them despite other members of the staff informing you that it is not the case. As such, you feel that the casino is turning you into a manipulative person.

As you broke a promise to a member of the staff, said staff member will determine your punishment, and its severity.

Both the cow and I waited in silence for what seemed like forever, the cow remaining perfectly still, and I laying on the changing table pale faced.

I finally broke the silence after a minute.

"Oh."

The cow raised her eyes to me and smiled sadly at me. "Seems that wasn't true sweetie. At least not entirely. Le me put your diaper on and I'll think of your punishment okay." She said, though she didn't voice it like a question.

My eyes grew hot as I thought about what the notification had said, and I realized it was true. Despite what the banker said to me, and what my diaper-fox friend said, I still felt worried. I really didn't want to turn into that kind of person, and admittedly, I was scared.

The cow pulled the crotch of the diaper up between my thighs without a word, affixing the tapes onto my waist in near silence, save for the squeaking of her body and the rustling of diaper.

With the last tape in place, she let out a slow breath I was sure she didn't need to take.

I remained silent as I looked up at the ceiling, blinking rapidly to clear some of the dryness from my eyes and stop them from feeling watery as best I could.

"I've thought of your punishment for lying sweetie." She said softly, her voice kind and caring, which wasn't what I expected.

"I am going to gag you so you have to listen to me. then you are going to hold my hand and join me in the playpen. You will sit in my lap and hug me. During this time, I will tell you why you are a very good boy, and why. Do not reply, you need to stay quiet until I tell you otherwise. Nod if you understand." She said softly, a gently hand resting on my arm and giving it a reassuring squeeze.

Tears began to freely flow as I took in a slow breath and nodded, my bottom lip began to quiver.

"Good boy." She spoke softly before snapping her fingers, and a ball-gag appeared in her hand within an instant.

I opened my mouth as she pressed the ball against my lips and I closed my eyes tight while she strapped the gag around the back of my head.

She helped me off of the changing table, my diaper rustling against the soft rubber until I slipped off and me feet landed on the solid floor beneath.

I could already feel the drool begin to seep out the sides of the gag, making the ball in my jaw moist from saliva, but I made little effort to try swallowing. It was awkward as hell.

Anyways, I gently grasped her hand, and as she ordered, I walked beside her towards the large playpen filled with toys, pillows and various forms of bondage. Though from the last time, there was a change to the pen, this time there was the new addition of a completely transparent pink, inflatable loveseat.

Holding my hand gently in hers, the cow led me towards the rubber chair and she sat down with an audible squish of her diaper. Urine freely began to drip down the side of the chair to drip onto the rubber floor. Though she showed no care or concern about this.

Knowing my duty, she didn't have to pat her leg, I stepped over while still holding her hand, and I sat sideways across her lap. Trying my best to be gentle, I shifted until I was in a position comfortable enough to lean against her and wrap my arms around her.

"Good job sweetie." She whispered to me as I noisily sniffled, and the sound of liquid pattering to the floor was the only noise in the room for a few moments.

A droplet of drool dripping from my chin to my diaper signified the start of her explaining where I was wrong in my thinking.

"Sweetie, I'm not sure if this was explained to you, but you can only earn achievements if you perform the actions that reward them willingly. If you get an achievement for drinking breastmilk, it is only because you drank willingly. If you drank it, but were not completely willing to drink it, you would not earn an achievement for it." She explained to me.

"Wanting us dealers to enjoy ourselves, that kind of empathy, that kindness, is one way to earn achievements for every action you do for us. You have free access to the fourth-floor rooms. I already know that there is no way you would be able to have that many achievements without caring for us staff this early in your time here. I know this, because you don't get aroused by diapers, breastfeeding, or any other number of things I've seen."

"If you did get aroused, then I could attribute your achievements to being extremely kinky. It could be that you don't get aroused because you physically can't, however, arriving here would have fixed any biological problems you had, and me wiggling my fingers in your bum proved that wrong."

"Us dealers are not omnipotent, but when you earn bonus diapers from us, we know exactly how they're paid out." She began, her voice calm and caring as she wrapped an arm around me, to hold me against her shoulder.

I did not in fact know any of this, and I appreciated the information. But I still was hesitant that perhaps I still was taking advantage of them in some way.

"Earning bonus diapers from your clothing sets, sure you gain bonus diapers from them, but you only receive those diapers because we love those outfits. Try earning bonus diapers in your pony-play outfit from a dealer that doesn't enjoy pony-play. Whether it's for bonus diapers or not, you wear them because the dealers like it."

"Before you think of complaining, your post-master set is the same way. You're only getting the bonus diapers because we are so happy that you are bringing us mail, and going above and beyond to dress up for it is something we all appreciate."

She let out a sigh and smiled over her shoulder at me, giving the back of my head an affectionate scratch as I hugged her tightly, my eyes still watering, though no longer streaming.

I never thought about it that way, and now that I did, it really did seem that the dealers did appreciate me dressing up, and it made me happy they enjoyed it. Seeing the wolf farmer's crotch snaps of her coveralls pop because her cock strained against her diaper did make me feel good.

"For your achievements, tonight you've been receiving bonus diapers for everything, except for your punishment. I know you have that blasphemer achievement. You could only have possibly gained that for defending a member of that staff and putting yourself at severe risk with another. That achievement speaks for itself."

She paused for a moment, before smiling and placing her hand on the back of my head, unconcerned about the drool slowly running down the back of her shoulder.

"You did that willingly. You defied a being of immense power compared to yourself, and I have zero doubt you knew you would be severely punished for it. Only Terinas and Tundra could grant you such a powerful achievement, and you cannot imagine the power required to create an achievement, let alone one like that. But, though the benefits are amazing, it has more negatives."

"What it doesn't say, is when you don't help a dealer with their interests at least in the back of your mind, you won't receive any bonus diapers from any source. Which is something I feel Terinas could have included, if he believes you humans are as dumb as he says you are." She said with a chuckle, her fingers scratching the back of my head gently.

By this point, my eyes had stopped watering, and I had relaxed enough from her words that I gave her a tighter squeeze of affection.

She mooed gently, though she still wasn't finished.

"Finally, there's your room. I shouldn't have to explain, but, in five days, you set up entertainment and a gathering space for us dealers to meet our friends. Not only did you build an entertainment area, you also built a bar, a lounge area for your friends, and a future bondage dungeon, but you said you plan to build a playground for the staff that are more infantile than others."

"You also plan to charge a miniscule entrance fee, and risked spending the next thousand years being Lord Tundra's plaything just so we wouldn't have to pay a single diaper for drinks or changes. I cannot tell you how the future will change things, but right now, you care more for us staff than even us staff members."

I nearly broke my hug as I turned my head to her sharply, eyes wide. She gave me a slow nod with pursed lips, showing me that she was dead serious.

"Now that you know you won't receive the bonus diapers from your Blasphemer achievement, if you aren't at least slightly concerned about our happiness, you won't receive any bonus diapers whatsoever from us having drinks, cleaning up after us, letting us use you as a fuck-toy or whatever we would be paying you for in normal conditions. And we will all know that you aren't receiving your bonus diapers. And we will know why."

Her words settled into my brain as she held me to her shoulder. We sat in silence for a few long minutes, and only when I hugged her tight and buried my face in her shoulder did she begin to speak once more.

"I will not tell you how you should feel. You are in a new and bizarre world, and you are advancing at an almost terrifying pace. So, this place will change you, and you will inevitably change in the way you fear. I know, calm down sweetie." She said as I tensed up in her arms.

"But you have friends who will gladly tell you that you are getting too big for your baby pants, and believe me, there are many who would be happy to spank you until you're a sobbing little toddler and you learn your lesson. Now, nod your head sweetie if you would like me to tell your other friends among the staff about your fears, and ask them to help keep you from straying too far."

I was softly crying again by this point, with my head buried in her shoulder, sniffling and shaking ever so slightly. I nodded into her shoulder and she mooed softly at me, once again scratching the back of my head.

"Lord Terinas, I believe I am done with his punishment for lying. If you decide to make a movie of this, I ask you remove any footage of his punishment until we are back getting him ready for bedtime." She said to the air, and I could not tell if he complied or not.

"Now sweetie, I'm going to bring you back to the changing table. Please hold my hand. When we get there, I'll take your gag out, and I don't want to hear any apologies or thanks. Your punishment is over, and lesson learned. When I remove your gag, I am going to clean you up with babywipes, and you can help me clean the drool from my shoulder, fair?" She said sweetly, her voice once again chipper and exciteable.

I nodded to her in confirmation as I pulled from her shoulder, slipping off her lap onto the floor, my feet landing in a small puddle of milk. I blushed slightly as I looked down and then back up to the cow who gave me a playful wink.

"I may have came while you were squishing my udders as well." She said shamelessly as she as well stood up from her seat. The rubber couch had a small pool of urine in one of the divots, and the front of the couch looked as if it had been sprayed with water from all the droplets on its surface.

By the time we got to the changing table, my feet had dried on the rubber floor enough to stop leaving tracks, Moomoo's rubber hooves shedding water fast enough that she stopped leaving tracks almost instantly in comparison.

She helped me up onto the changing table, pushing the thick butt plug into my butt enough to cause me to groan slightly and my locked-up bits to twitch from the movement.

As promised, she removed my gag, causing it to disappear in a puff of powder, and I helped wipe her shoulder and back down with a baby wipe she provided, and she helped clean my face, chest and diaper.

Turns out I hugged her tight enough to have her milk steadily dribble down my chest and into my lap.

As promised, I didn't bring up my punishment, and she didn't either, instead she asked me whether I was happy with my moose plush, and if the crib was comfortable enough. She was shocked I wasn't storing my diapers underneath it, though she understood when I said it never occurred to me.

I forgot there was space underneath.

I was laying down on the cushioned changing table once more, and looking down at the cow between my legs at the far end. Thankful that she helped me pull my head out of my ass, and calm down after all of her reassurances.

"I have to admit, I'm a bit nervous about tomorrow." I said suddenly as she was fondling my butt to see if I had an accident yet. She paused briefly in her groping and gave me a questioning look.

"Well, tomorrow evening, around seven o'clock ish, I'm going to become completely incontinent." I said, pink rising to my cheeks yet again.

The cow blinked, and then beamed so brightly, the white of her teeth nearly hurt my eyes.

Figuratively.

"That's so wonderful sweetie! Oh my goodness, I really hope you will let me visit often! I'd love to help you keep your diapers nice and clean and change you often! I know your fox friend will be so happy too!" She said, her voice filled with cheerful pride as she released my rear.

She began to lift up my legs into a birthing position, pressing them in tightly enough that I could feel my diaper's plastic pressing against my heels.

"I uh, well, I have an achievement that lets me change myself with a thought. Ad uh, just, I'm a bit worried about not having control anymore." I said, my cheeks bright red once more.

I didn't even question as she stretched the wide rubber bands over my knees, and tugged them down until the rubber was nestled up against my hip and wrapped around my shin. I gave it a testing flex, but I couldn't pull the band more than an inch apart. It was quite an awkward position.

She repeated the process with my other leg, leaving my knees raised up high, and spread slightly to the sides.

"Congratulations on your achievement sweetie, but I hope you never use that bonus around me. I know you plan to invite a lot of dealers to your room in the future, but would you consider giving me semi-permanent access? Please? I would absolutely love to check your diaper often, and change you whenever you need, and feed you whenever you get hungry! And you know I'll pay you for it!" She asked, me, her eyes wide and pleading.

And far too adorable.

"I uh, well, I'll try my best to not use it around you, but I can't promise. Habits, and I still don't enjoy the feel of being messy that much." I said, and I admit I may have stammered a little bit.

She let out a low moo sound, with her bottom lip sticking out and quivering slightly. Somehow, the being made entirely of rubber even managed to make her eyes look watery as if she would cry if I said no.

"Er... f-fine, if that's what you'd like? I'll see about getting you a bedroom set up, though I don't know how long it will be before I can afford to get you the furniture you'll-" She cut me off by letting out a bright moo, and began to bounce up and down enough for milk to patter softly against the rubber changing table.

"Thank you sweetie! And don't worry about a room! You have a massive room for me to explore and enjoy, and your crib has plenty of room for you and your ma- babysitter! My milk can help you get a full night's sleep where you won't even wake up during a diaper change." She said brightly, her smile infectious.

My face was beet red I'm sure, and I could hear Terinas giggling to himself however far away his office or bedroom was, and I was lost for words. All I could do was shakily smile, and wonder whether I should be worried about how my future was going to go.

The cow was humming happily with an extra bounce in her step as she moved around the changing table. It certainly helped me feel that saying yes was the right idea, she really did love being motherly to those in her care.

She gently maneuvered my arm so I had the palm of my hand pressed flat against the front of my shoulder, and she stretched another rubber band over it to lock it in place. I didn't resist in the slightest as she did the same to my other arm, effectively leaving me completely helpless.

"And next is your jammies! You're going to love them so much sweetie!" She exclaimed, a happy moo in her voice as she spun in a full circle on one hoof. She grabbed the pile of thick rubber off of the high chair, and adjusting it in her hands.

She held it up so I could see it, and it was one of those kigurumi things made of rubber.

Sort of, kind of, not really.

It was a rubber bodysuit, with a pink and white cow-print pattern. However, the legs were only as long as the knees, and they had a dark-grey cap on them where there was normally a hole for legs to fit through. They also had far too much fabric, which, considering my position right now was so my thigh and calf would fit in the leggings.

The sleeves were very much the same, ending in a dark-grey cap at the elbow, with extra room for my forearm and bicep to fit in the same sleeve while pressing against each other.

There was an inflatable tail dangling down between the legs, and I could easily see the dozen of pink and white plastic snaps around the crotch and inside of the thighs to allow extra easy diaper changes.

There was an attached hood, though not one like the hoods I've worn so far. But more like a sweater hood, with small inflated horns poking out of the top, like a very young bull calf would have. In Canada we called them Hoodies (except for Saskatchewan, who called the Bunny-hugs. Weirdoes.) And I have no idea what they called them in the rest of the world.

The part that stood out the most, was the parge pair of inflated pink rubber udders, with large puffy teats that would nearly rival those of Moomoo herself. They were positioned right between the thighs, where if I squeezed my thighs together, it would apply pressure to the whole thing.

I really hoped they wouldn't be milk-able.

"Uh, what kind of suit is that?" I asked hesitantly after taking a long moment to look over the whole thing. It was kind of adorable, in a kinky-as-fuck kind of way.

"Oh um." She began, the cow lowering the suit slightly as she thought of her response. "Um, the name is a bit grown-up sweetie, and not something I'd really like to repeat around my babies." She said slowly, and believe it or not, the pink of her cheeks took on a slightly reddish tinge.

I raised a questioning eyebrow and she replied with a sigh. "I guess, because you asked. And don't go repeating this around me, it's a bad word okay?" She asked, only continuing after I chuckled and gave her a confirming nod.

"Okay sweetie, it's called a... it's called a bitch suit." She finally said, and she frowned at my amused chuckle.

"Sorry, I'm just so surprised it bothered you so much. Though I guess everyone is a baby to you, aren't they?" I said apologetically, though unable to keep my smile from my face.

The cow let out a chuckle of her own before she began shifting the rubber in her grasp, only to reveal the zipper to the suit was in the back.

No getting out of it on my own obviously.

With the suit unzipped, she stepped between my legs once more, and leaned over me. "Pretty much sweetie. Can you be a god little calf for me and lift your head? Have to get your head into the hood for this suit to fit you properly." She said without any shame to her admission.

I took in a breath and let it out slowly before lifting my head as requested. With very little fumbling, my head was surrounded by cool, colorful rubber.

It only took a minute for the cow to maneuver my arms and legs into their appropriate sleeves, and my feet were even encased in an additional sleeve that I didn't even notice on the previous inspection.

While she was fitting me into the suit, I let out a breath and released what remained in my bladder from my previous leaking. My soaked diaper still laying next to me on the changing table as a reminder of how comfortable it had become to piss myself. Thankfully however, my backside was still clean. As far as I knew.

I could only smell rubber at least, no pine fresh scent so far.

With my arms and legs tucked in tight, the cow looked at me with so much pride it nearly made me uncomfortable. "Goodness aren't you absolutely precious! I'm going to lift you up now sweetie, so I can get you zipped up nice and snug in your jammies, and so the outfit's magic can start working!" She said brightly, and reached over to pick me up by the armpits with obvious ease.

"Magic?" I asked hesitantly as she cradled me tightly to her chest, with my arms and legs splayed around her in a half-hug, and her hand holding me firmly by the butt. Of course, pressing the dildo firmly into my backside.

Her free hand adjusted the rubber around my body, until she finally grasped the zipper and pulled it up with methodical slowness. "oh, just something a little fun for your babysitter to enjoy. And to help you with your problem of not being able to cum in your diapers on your own." She teased.

I blushed deeper and pressed my head into her shoulder with a slight groan. The zipper slid up my lower back, and then upper back, to finally settle into its final place at the base of the hood.

She ignored my groan with delight as she carried me easily back over to the playpen. Her body squeaked softly with each step and every time I rubbed against her. She didn't explain, only told me how proud she was to be allowed to babysit such a cute little calf and such, that I didn't ask her again.

We made it into the playpen, and she set me down gently onto my backside, leaning me up against a large plush teddy-bear. It's legs and arms sat to either side of me, and stopped me from moving side to side. It also allowed me to lean back enough that I wasn't sitting on my feet.

Sitting down pressed the plug deep enough into my backside that I felt my cock strain slightly in my chastity cage, seemingly unsure if it should be aroused or not.

I'm not sure if I should be thankful that my diaper and cage hid any arousal from sight.

The cow smiled sweetly at me, and ignored my confusion as she knelt down onto the floor in front of me, only to reach to the side of the teddy-bear and grasp something. Whatever it was, it clacked together a bit, producing a sound like that of plastic tubes smacking gently together.

To my embarrassment and horror, she pulled the items out, and showed them to me, with sparkling eyes.

Four portable automatic milking machines. The kind that slip onto the cock, or in this likely case, teat, and massage rapidly, pumping the penis inside automatically and steadily without requiring a hand to hold it.

"Okay sweetie, how these items work is, I'll attach them to your teats. When I turn them on, they will start pumping and massaging the teats to milk them automatically. Your teats won't produce milk, at least not right away." She said, her smile carefree and happy.

"What do you mean, right away?" I asked hesitantly, my voice clearly nervous.

"This ties to the magic! Let me show you how your suit works dear." She said, setting the tubes down on the ground between my legs, perilously close to my udders.

She leaned forward and wrapped her hand gently around one of my suits teats. I gave her a puzzled look, and opened my mouth to speak, before she gave it a firm squeeze and a tug, and suddenly, for the duration of her tugging my teat, the hollow butt plug in my ass vibrated hard. Hard enough that I gasped noisily in surprise.

I looked at her in horror and I no longer liked the kind and caring smile she wore on her face.

"When I said, not yet. Well, your teats will produce milk as long as you are spurting in your diaper! Every time you clench and spurt, any teats being milked will spurt milk onto the floor, showing your babysitter what a big cow you are!"

I let out what could only be called a whimper, and I couldn't do anything other than close my eyes at her explanation, my face hot and red. Despite my achievement, I began to sweat a bit.

"And you can be milked on your hands and knees, or, your little hoofies. So you can enjoy your night-time num-nums from your babysitter's teats, and maybe you'll grow up big and strong and able to feed lovely little babies of your own. Now, just relax sweetie, you will feel a bit of a vibration as these suck onto your teats." She mooed lovingly at me, and I let out a shuddering breath to prepare for her caring treatment.

"I did ask for this." I mumbled, which only made her smile wider, as the first masturbator noisily sucked itself onto my first teat, sending a jolt of vibration up my backside.

"You did sweetie, and you offered. Thank you for letting me do this." She said sweetly, leaning forward to plant a kiss on my forehead, just as a second vibration rattled my rear.

My breath was shaking slightly as my dildo activated twice more, until finally, I was catching my breath and leaning heavily against the plush behind me.

"You did so well sweetie, now, just relax and I'm gonna help you onto your hoofies like a little calf. Then we can fill your tummy and help you get your diaper all sticky." She mooed in delight before gently grasping my shoulders in her hands and carefully began to tilt me forward.

She helped lift me up a bit so I could get my arms and knees under me, and into a stable position. The hoof portion of the suit turned out to be padded comfortably enough that it didn't hurt to rest all my weight on my elbows and knees, though I was blushing heavily the whole time.

She pulled the inflatable couch closer to me, close enough in fact that some of the piss from her earlier leaking diaper sloshed over its edge and splashed onto the floor in front of me, giving the the strong scent of rubber right in the sinuses.

Moomoo showed no care though, as she mooed softly, and sat down in front of me, causing more urine to leak from her diaper and to pool onto the floor. Thanks to my loose hood, I couldn't see any higher than the upper portion of her udders, and if I placed her higher teats in my mouth, I would likely be nursing blind.

At this point, breastfeeding didn't bother me anymore. Sure, I would be blushing deeply, but, I wouldn't hesitate or be nervous about it anymore. I just accepted that spending time with this cow would result in having a nipple or teat in my mouth frequently.

Without any instruction, I opened my mouth and leaned forward slightly as she gently lifted one of her thick teats towards me, an I took it into my mouth easily, sucking a bit to pull it further into my mouth.

She let out a soft moo above me, and shuddered as I began to suck on the teat, hot milk flooding eagerly into my mouth, paired with noisy sucking sounds as I swallowed every mouth full, only a little bit of her milk dribbling to the floor as I nursed.

Until she clapped her hands sharply three times.

My plug erupted into strong vibrations as the milkers on my suits teats began to rhythmically pump. Almost immediately my cock began to strain against my metal cage as the massive plug in my rear worked it's wonders on my prostate, and if it wasn't for my inability to get fully erect, I had little doubt I'd have orgasmed within a minute.

A minute is about how long it took for me to resume nursing however.

You don't know how hard this thing was vibrating, don't judge me for taking a while to adjust.

My nursing was much slower as the milkers worked on me, but the cow simply mooed in delight nonetheless, enjoying the feeling of a calf suckling away on her teats like a baby.

I wondered what her collectible cards will say when Terinas implements them?

I lasted no more than four minutes before I stopped being able to suck on the teat buried in my mouth. My eyes were closed tight, my breathing was ragged, and my body was quivering.

I was barely able to stay upright, as the toy ravaged my backside, until finally, a minute later, my caged member finally spurt out everything it had. My bonuses from my first encounter with this cow caused my balls to erupt into my diaper. A load larger than I've ever made before, thanks to wearing the chastity cage, and for cumming hands-free, and I felt my balls get coated in thick, slippery seed.

The floor didn't fare any better, beneath me, the suits udders spurt milk onto the floor, each teat producing a liberal amount of milk, which continued to splatter onto the floor for a whole thirty seconds.

Just how long my cock continued to dribble into my pants.

I let out a whimpering groan as my balls strained, only for the cow to give me relief, by clapping her hands together three more times. Finally, the milkers stopped and so did my vibrator.

I released her teat from my mouth and took in large, shuddering breaths as I recovered from the powerful orgasm, I actually felt dizzy.

"You are such a good little sissy, a little baby girl getting horny enough to cum in her diapers from having her teats milked. I'm so proud of you sweetie." The cow cooed down at me.

I slowly caught my breath while being unable to do anything save for look at the floor, and the small puddle of milk and piss pooling directly in front of me.

"That." I mumbled as my cheeks rapidly began to gain heat once more. The cow placed her elbows on her knees so she could see my face under my rubber cow hood, her eyes sparkling and her smile teasing.

"Yes sweetie?" She asked, her voice amused and cheerful.

"That felt... amazing." I mumbled, my cheeks red hot from embarrassment, though there was no point in lying to her.

"I know it did sweetie, you were nursing so hard, and you came so much. It's impossible to not notice!" She teased, though her voice was proud and affectionate.

"Now, while you enjoy your nice, sticky diaper, let's see if we can find something to help you get your diaper nice and mushy for me to change before bedtime. Hmm, what do you think sweetie?" She asked with way too much enthusiasm as she stood from her squeaky couch.

She bent down and slipped her hands under my armpits, and lifted me with ease, her hands strong as steel, though still gently cradling my heavily bound body.

She maneuvered me easily until once again my head was over her shoulder and my restrained limbs were splayed to either side of her. One of her hands braced my lower back, while the other cradled my bottom, her fingertips gently tapping the plug buried in my rear.

"Er um, I don't know? I know the maintenance staff's cum is pretty potent, but it hurts like hell. I trust you to pick whatever's best. I do have a question though?" I replied, my voice a little shaky as every small jostle of my plug made my balls ache.

The teasing of my backside as she carried me over to where the high-chair sat caused my sensitive member to continue straining against my cage, and with resignation I knew that I was most certainly going to be sore come morning.

"What is on your mind dear?" She asked sweetly as she adjusted her hold on me, until yet again her hands were lifting me up solely by my armpits. She lifted me up towards her face and she planted a big wet smooch on my forehead, much to my embarrassment.

I blushed deeper, which caused her to giggle, before I finally asked what was on my mind.

"Are you going to take these milkers off?" I asked, the constant low buzzing in my rear was extremely distracting.

Her boisterous laugh was as good an answer as any I suppose.

She lowered me gently down into the high-chair, carefully maneuvering me so my legs would slip in behind the tabletop. I let out a groan as I was none-too-gently lowered onto my rear, the cushion on the seat not as comfortable as, well I guess her hand.

"I'm just going to buckle you in sweetie so you don't slip and hurt yourself, and I'll be right back with your fun bum stuff. Can you be a good little calf and stay in your chair for me?" She asked brightly, while reaching over my shoulders and grabbing the two industrial-strength buckles that hung there.

"Yeah, I'll be good." I said quietly, blushing furiously as she clasped them together over my chest, to finally buckle them both securely onto a strap she pulled up between my legs. Locking the buckles in place, the restraints shrunk slightly, pulling me firmly to the back of the chair, and pressing tightly against my diaper.

I shuddered as the cooled cum pressed against my balls and between my legs, the slick feeling slightly disturbing.

"Good girl, Miss Moomoo will be right back." She said with way too much cheer. As she turned and left for her personal room where she kept all of the outfits, and likely her extra kinky supplies, I tilted my head back and let out a long, slow yawn.

"I just wish this thing would stop vibrating." I thought to myself with a slight grumbling noise, my poor dick twitching every few moments from the slow and slight stimulation.

Thankfully it wasn't too long before the cow returned with a bright smile on her face.

Unfortunately the cow returned with an arm full of supplies, and her smile turned into a grin when we locked eyes.

"Here we go sweetie." She said cheerfully as she dropped everything in her arms onto the table in front of me.

"I decided, I best get a head start on teaching you how to count before bed time! Isn't that exciting?" She asked, and I could only look down at the strange arrangement of objects before me.

I could understand what the two-liter sized bottle of "Dragon Cum" was for, considering the cap had two small tubes going into it. One tube was short and small, and was attached to a small, hand-sized air pump, while another tube was a little wider. The large tube was fully submerged in the white, milky liquid, and the other end of the tube was longer by at least four feet.

The longer tube was capped by a large, bulbous dildo, shaped like a massive, uncut dick that looked rather similar to a humans, but slightly off. Obviously, much of the semen will end up inside my backside in a short amount of time.

"What's with the marshmallows? They're too big to... Oh." I began to ask, before I realized why the massive bag of rainbow-colored marshmallows had a picture of a deer in a dress on the front, holding a dildo that seemed impossibly large for him in both hands, and the seat of his diaper was bloated out behind him.

"Super-packer marshmallows, eh?" I said with a slight groan before I began to chuckle. The cow joined me before she reached up and began to ruffle my hair playfully.

"It will be a tight fit, but they should fit in your plug. But, to answer your question, they're designed to fill your bum, and dissolve quickly when warm and wet. Since you still can't go potty without a diaper on, I figured I can get you nice and full, and give you plenty of time to make a nice and sticky diaper for me to change." She explained brightly, once again removing my bindings.

"And the dildo?" I asked with a sigh as yet again she lifted me up from the armpits, only to deposit me onto my back on the padded changing table.

She eagerly strapped me in by the waist, the strap going right above my suits udders, and it was sinched tight enough that I couldn't roll away even if I wanted to.

"To help me push the marshmallows in nice and deep, and to reward you with a little squirt every time you get your numbers right when counting! It will help them dissolve nice and quick, and give me a delightful diaper to change!"

The cheer in her voice made me smile. Albeit with a bright blush across my cheeks.

Helplessly I lay on the table as she began her work, popping open the buttons on my cow suit with enthusiasm, the moment the first snap popped, the subtle vibrations of the toy in my ass ceased to my relief.

"Such a good little calf, I'm so proud of you." She said sweetly as she lowered the puffy udders and milkers to the table, and lifted up the connecting flap to expose my colorful diaper to the world.

"And still dry, be careful sweetie or I might think you are trying to potty train!" She teased, flashing me a wink as she gripped my tapes and pulled them free with ease.

"Do you have some magic or something that lets you change diapers easier? I've never even found a roll of duct tape that sealed as tight as the tape on these diapers." I asked with a chuckle, obviously completely avoiding the subject.

I'll be incontinent soon enough.

"Actually yes sweetie, there are various achievements revolving around changing diapers. I can't give you specifics, but there are some very useful ones." She explained as she pulled my crotch down, exposing my hairless butt and crotch to the world.

I blushed as I heard the cow mutter "It's so cute." Which is something most folks prefer not to hear about their package.

"Actually, that also makes me curious, do dealers get achievements like us humans?"

The cow paused briefly in the process of tearing open the large bag of marshmallows, each one the size of an entire coffee mug. Obviously not meant for eating.

"Yes actually sweetie, I thought it was obvious? Of course, you humans and us dealers each get our own set. Just like how you get achievements for interacting with us dealers, we only get them for interacting with you humans. Though every dealer always gets the first achievement bonus, you actually have to be speedy." She said cheerfully as she pulled a large fist-sized blue marshmallow from the opened bag.

She set half a dozen of them between my legs, resting them in my open diaper so they wouldn't roll away, and next she readied the large butt toy by squeezing the pump until semen-like lube freely ran down it's length into my diaper.

"Now sweetie, it's almost bedtime. So, you're going to learn to count with me, are you ready?" She asked me cheerfully, her voice warm and loving.

And more than a little excited to change my diapers, judging by the soft moans she was making while giving her udders a hearty squeeze.

After I nodded, she picked up one of the large sugary treats and lifted it up so I could see before it disappeared below my belly.

"One." She said slowly for me, as if explaining to an actual child, and I felt the plug in my backside get jostled and pushed around a bit, likely being a tight squeeze before she managed to stuff it.

"One." I repeated, my cheeks reddening as my cock began to twitch inside the chastity cage, still sticky from my previous orgasm.

"That's right sweetie! Good job, I'm proud of you! You've earned one squeeze of mister pluggy." She said, before picking up the large dildo she had prepared, and plunging it into my hollow plug, until I felt something large and slick push past my plug and enter deep into my bowels.

She pushed the dildo in slowly, until it was up to the hilt in my ass, and with a delighted moo, she squeezed the pump. Cool fluid squirt hard into my backside, coating the partially dry marshmallow in what I assumed was actual semen, and I shuddered.

"Good girl!" She exclaimed as she slowly pulled the toy out of me, tugging slightly on the hollow plug as it retreated.

"Thanks Moomoo." I mumbled which only made her happier as she deposited the dripping dildo onto my diaper, picking up a second marshmallow with enthusiasm.

"You're welcome sweetie, now, this is number two, can you say two for me?" She asked, before it also disappeared from sight and I felt more jostling of my plug.

Blushing deeply I did as asked, and I mumbled out the word two, and was rewarded with a delighted cow eagerly plunging the dildo deep into my backside, pressing the new marshmallow hard against the partially dissolving one already inside me.

"Such a good girl, good job! You get two pumps for counting so high!" She said brightly, before I let out a groan due to two heavy blasts of cool fluid rushed into my bowels, coating my insides in a healthy dose of sticky lube.

For the next twenty minutes, she continued to praise and tease me, until, after marshmallow number eight, the bottle of lube was completely empty.

I was groaning on the table, unable to squirm from the pressure as the marshmallows slowly dissolved inside me, filling me with a thick slurry of syrupy mess.

And it didn't help that the marshmallows had a numbing property when they dissolved. Even if I didn't have the hollow plug in my ass, there was no way I would have been able to hold anything in.

If it wasn't for the magic of the casino that stopped me from emptying myself without a diaper on, I very likely would have been dribbling pee and soiling myself without being able to feel a thing.

"You did so well dear, you counted all the way to eight! Now we can just let your sticky treats dissolve for a few more minutes, then yu can show your babysitter just how much you can fill your diapers!" She praised, reaching forward to give my balls an affectionate squeeze.

A liberal amount of milk was pooled on the floor under the cow, from her squeezing her breasts and udders while she stuffed my backside. I think she even came from the stimulation to be honest.

She repaid my occasional groans with belly rubs while we waited for the treats to dissolve, talking about random things, though mostly relating to the things me and my friends were accomplishing.

We talked about my window for the most part. She had never seen scenery before, and despite how awesome being in an airship was, she loved the winter forest the best. I had to admit it was my favorite as well.

The closest she had seen to scenery was the third-tier diaper series. Starting off with the dark forest styled diaper I was laying on top of, the rest were scenic in their own way.

"You'll see when I change your stinky bum bum!" She teased while flashing me a wink.

Finally, the time had come and she quickly got to work with re-taping my diaper tight onto my waist. The moment the last tape was sealed, I flooded into my diaper in a surprisingly anticlimactic way.

The numbing marshmallows worked well enough that I filled my diaper near silently. Save for the slight crackling of plastic being stretched, all I could feel was soft and hot mush spreading over my butt cheeks and balls, while hot piss ran down my crotch with zero control on my part.

As expected, the scent of spruce trees filled the air around me as I helplessly voided myself. The cow gently rubbed my butt with her palm, gently stroking the heavy mess filling my seat as my diaper bulged out slowly, her voice a delighted, but soft moo.

"Good girl, you're doing so well, just let it all out for me." She cooed, her left-hand squeezing milk out of one of her teats as she caressed my slowly filling seat.

This continued for a few minutes, as I emptied myself helplessly in waves. The cow seemed to know exactly when I was finished, despite me having no idea whatsoever how much I might have left in me. However, she praised me brightly, as if I had achieved straight A+ across all of my high-school classes. As if filling the seat of my diaper was a huge accomplishment.

She cleaned me up in quick order, saying how helpful it was for me to have my butt and crotch completely hairless, as if it was intentional, and it only took a few minutes before she was ready to tape me into my next diaper.

She mooed proudly as she hefted the balled-up diaper in her hands, the scent of spruce filling the air reminding me of home and giving me conflicting feelings.

"You filled your diaper so well, thank you sweetie! I always loved the smell of this diaper when filled." She said brightly, before she stepped over to the crib that was filled with pink latex bedding, and carefully placing it beside the rubber pillow.

She even gave it an affectionate pat.

"Really?" I asked, blushing slightly as she returned, a sly grin on her face.

"Of course! By the time I'm done babysitting, your crib is going to smell so fresh!" She exclaimed, and all I could do was groan and squirm slightly in my bondage.

I was thankful for my achievement that stopped me from sweating while wearing rubber or plastic clothing, this bitch suit I was stuck in would make me sweat buckets within minutes. Despite that, I was getting pretty hot inside of it from even the little bit of shifting I was doing.

The cow reached under the changing table, and pulled out what would be the two-hundred-point diaper that I would be trying to sleep in. When she held it up for me, I was shown a light-green diaper, textured like oil-painted grass in its design.

Long, wavy green grass covered the entirety of the diaper, with a few wildflowers of various colors decorating it in places. As the grass approached the landing zone, the field abruptly stopped in a slightly curved horizontal slope, turning the field into a grassy slope that was the foreground for a beautiful blue sky. Small puffy clouds decorated the landing zone, completing the scene.

It looked like something a professional oil-painter would design. If it wasn't a diaper, I'd consider hanging it in my room in all honesty.

She wasted no time in taping me into the diaper, the bulk of which would have forced my legs apart if they weren't already bound in that position.

"When you make a big stinky, it smells like wildflowers and fresh cut grass. It's not my favorite, but it still is really nice and relaxing. Kind of makes me want a cup of tea if that makes sense." She explained as she grasped the rubber flaps of my suit, pulling the udders and milkers up between my thighs and pressing them down against my diaper with a firm hand.

"These are really comfortable, I'm not going to lie." I said with a sheepish grin. "If they weren't diapers, they would make some pretty good art to hang up."

She chuckled and nodded in agreement. "I'll hang some up in your crib while you have your nap sweetie. Now, mister buzzy is going to start up in your bum again sweetie, and then we can get you to bed."

Sure enough, as the last snap tightened over my crotch, a low vibration started deep in my backside causing my locked-up dick to twitch a few times, also causing me to let out a quiet breath.

Without waiting much longer, Moomoo stepped over and grabbed me under my armpits, lifting me noisily as my rubber outfit squeaked against her rubber skin.

She cradled me gently to her chest, while bracing me by my already sore backside. Within moments I was laid on top of the puffy mattress in the crib, with my pine-scented diaper pressing against my cheek. It was still warm.

"Good girl sweetie, I'll be right back with your bedtime num-nums. Can you be a good girl for me and stay put? Or do I have to lock your crib?" She asked, her voice teasing as she stepped back.

In my own cheeky way, I flexed and squirmed as much as I could, and other than waving my arms and legs a bit, and pressing my diaper against the crib bars, there was nothing I could do to even attempt to escape the crib.

"I'll be good Moomoo." I said with a grin, getting a laugh in reply as she turned away to disappear once more behind her closet doors.

She returned shortly, with a large plastic bag held in her right hand. It was made of clear plastic, and it was filled by heavy purple fluid that was partially transparent. A tube was sticking out of the base of the bag, attached to the shield of a pink pacifier, with a number of straps to keep it secure.

The cow walked up and gave me a proud smile upon seeing me just where she left me, and she hung the bag up on a hook at the head of the crib, leaving the pacifier and straps to rest beside my head on the pillow.

"Good girl, I knew I could trust you to behave. Now, let's get you your numnums and down for your nap. You need lots of sleep to grow up big and strong like me!" She said cheerfully, her voice a soft coo.

"I flashed her a grin as she grasped the pacifier before letting out a soft yawn. "Sorry about that. Before you knock me out, I wanted to thank you." I said, already my eyes growing tired as I lay on the soft cushions. It really was a long day.

"What for sweetie?" She asked curiously, pausing with the nipple of the pacifier a mere centimeter from my lips.

"Just for always being so kind. Being willing to look after me, letting me spend a night in your home, making sure I'm not hungry, and of course, for changing my diapers." I said, chuckling at the end.

She pressed the bulb into my mouth without resistance from me, and she gently applied and secured the straps to my head, rendering me unable to push out the large bulb, and only able to breathe from my nose.

"You're so sweet dear. You're welcome. It is really nice to be able to look after such a sweetie, its like taking care of my other friends. I'm glad you appreciate it, and I thank you for indulging my kinks and trying to make me as happy as possible." She said softly, leaning down to give me a kiss on the forehead.

She reached up and grasped the valve on the tube above me and turned it, purple fluid flooding down the tube to steadily dribble into my mouth. It was bitter.

I must have grimaced because she laughed at my expression before she stepped back to lock the crib. She smiled at me through the bars as the sedative quickly began its work, my eyelids becoming so heavy and impossible to keep open after mere moments.

Before I passed into oblivion, the cow whispered "Sweet dreams sweetie."

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Three times that night I was woken up violently by the cow. Not from shaking me or anything like that, just the simple act of her cranking the milkers on my bitch-suits udders up to max, and causing the vibrator in my ass to spasm roughly until my udders were spurting milk into the air and my caged cock was shooting thick globs of cum into my heavily soaked and soiled diaper.

Each time I came, Moomoo praised me for being a good calf, and then she got to work cleaning me up and changing my diaper. Once she got me cleaned up to her satisfaction, she placed my balled-up diaper next to my face, and changed me into a fresh diaper of higher value.

When the last tape was applied, she turned the valve on the feeding bag back on, and gave me a kiss on the forehead until I drifted off into sleep once more.

After the third time she woke me up with an orgasm in a dirty diaper, she removed the gag from me and changed me into the fifth diaper, a five-hundred-point diaper. It was essentially a rainstorm painted onto a diaper. The entire base of the diaper was painted to look like a very heavy rain-shower, and near the landing zone it transitioned into thick cloud that was seemingly illuminated from within, with dense, roiling elements.

Even the tapes were transparent to avoid covering the cloud design, save for a few tiny, yellow sparks painted on to look like a thunderstorm building up in the cloud where they were taped on.

When asked, Moomoo informed me that it was eight-thirty in the morning, and that I had plenty of time to meet my friends for breakfast.

With the extra time on our hands, she read me a couple children's books, that were definitely not child friendly. Colorful books like "The Horniest Himbo" or "Who Will Change My Diaper?" and even something I imagined was inspired by a certain potty monster "The Shyest Tentacle" all of which were written by Tundra.

After a few books, she turned my milkers back on, to ensure that I got my achievement even if I kept my diaper clean and dry before leaving her instance. I could always use my diaper more later. She timed this for when I started nursing from her, with her large rubber breast pressing against my face while sweet milk flowed into my mouth and belly.

She even praised me for spurting in my diaper while feeding, and she absolutely enjoyed the embarrassment on my face the whole time.

She helped me out of the bitch-suit, and helped me remove the hollow dildo from my backside, praising me for cumming so much in my diaper like a good girl. And once the chastity cage was removed, she taped me back into my diaper with a disappointed expression.

"I'm sad to see you leave already sweetie." She said with a sigh, before flashing me a bright smile as she helped massage feeling back into my arms and legs.

I blinked before I flashed her a cheerful smile. "I'll be around! You're stuck with me for a long time. I'd bet you that in a thousand years you'll be sick of changing my diapers." I said with a chuckle, getting one from her in return.

"I'd take that bet, but we can save that for another time. For all I know you'll have done such a good job that you'll earn permanent potty privileges!" She grinned back before she helped me off the changing table for the final time this morning.

"From what I've seen of this place, I doubt that. Would be nice though. I don't know if I'll ever get used to the feeling of messing myself." I said with a chuckle.

The cow helped me get dressed up in my adult clothing, the sweat pants needing to stretch a fair bit to fit over my stormy diaper, and as she pulled my pants up for me, much to my embarrassment, I got hit by a notification

Achievement Earned: Cow goes moan

Of course you are the one to earn this already you kinky little human. I look forward to helping you test this one out in the future!

For having an orgasm by having your udders milked, having an orgasm by having your udders milked causes the taste of your milk to improve incrementally.

This achievement only applies if the owner of the achievement has udders that can be milked.

Resetting at midnight every day, every orgasm you have by having your udders milked or nursed from improves the flavor of your milk according to the tastes of the drinker by 5% up to a maximum of 100%. For example, if the drinker favors ice-cold and extra rich milk, it will cool and enrich to their ideal taste by 5% per orgasm

First Achievement Bonus: Having an orgasm by having your udders milked or nursed from can now change the flavor of your milk to the drinker's taste by 5% per orgasm, up to a maximum of 100%. For example, if the drinker prefers strawberry milk, it will gain 5% strawberry flavor per orgasm.

Achievement Earned: Read Me A Horny

You are so adorable when you struggle with simple words like Cum and Himbo. Maybe someday you'll be able to understand more than just pretty pictures.

For being actively entertained by being read a children's book, childish books and stories are more entertaining for you.

For having a good time while you were read a picture book by a member of the staff, you now find picture books 50% more captivating to read, or be read to you. The pictures will be more appealing, and any mental images caused by the story will appear 50% more real to you. For example, you will find yourself able to subtly smell the musk of the bull in The Horniest Himbo, and slightly taste rubber while being read The Shyest Tentacle.

First achievement bonus: Pictures in story books will appear slightly animated. For example, you will see the bull's chest in The Horniest Himbo expand and deflate, and his arm move slowly while he struggles to masturbate.

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"Foreshadowing?" I asked myself under my breath as Moomoo pulled my pants up over my diaper and tugged my shirt over my head. Thankfully the act didn't disrupt my reading the achievement.

"What's that sweetie?" She asked curiously as she looked over her handiwork.

"Oh, just got an achievement. I have no idea how Terinas comes up with these titles, but I just got Cow Goes Moan, and now I can't stop imagining that it will be an overpowered way to earn diapers in the future." I said with a chuckle before I wrapped the cow up in a big hug.

The cow let out a moo as she hugged me back, before chuckling and confirming my suspicions. "Such a smart little one. The better your milk tastes, the more diapers you'll earn. And that's base diapers, not bonus diapers."

I snorted and gave her one more squeeze before breaking the hug. "Figures, well, I guess I need to invest in one of those fancy dildoes after the competition." I said with a chuckle.

She grinned up at me and nodded. "Wonderful idea, there are so many babies among the staff that would love a full tummy! Now, you better get going sweetie, your friends are going to be wondering where you are soon!" She said, before waving her hand at the high-chair beside me.

In a puff of pink powder, two crisp diapers appeared, landing on the tabletop with a soft rustle. "This is your payment sweetie, thirteen diapers after all of the hard work you did last night. Don't spend them all in one place!" She teased, leaning up to give me a kiss on the cheek.

I laughed and thanked her for all of the help she gave me, blushing slightly from the affection she showed. "Thank you again. I'll probably see you up at my room later eh? I'll make sure to stock up on wipes and diapers, that is, if you still don't want me to change myself while I'm enjoying that magically induced incontinence eh?"

The cow gave me the brightest smile and nodded delightedly. "I've been looking forward to having a reliable baby around! Now stop hesitating sweetie, I'll see you later."

With that, I grasped the door handle, leaving the instance in a whirl of color with diapers in hand.

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Having a great idea, instead of going directly to the stairs to greet my friends, I made my way over to the bank. I still hadn't received the notification that someone was trying to take my moose out of the room, so I still had time.

Greeting my friend the wolf, I deposited my diapers into my account, and purchased a blue-checkered sheet that I took with me.

We talked for a few minutes about nothing major, though I did ask about something that grants a well-rested bonus sort of thing that was common in a few video games. My achievement didn't receive an update saying I created something new, however I was informed that they existed.

Turns out that items that grant a well-rested bonus had to be earned, and were dealer specific. They consisted of a pillow, blanket and mattress. If you earn fifty-thousand diapers from a dealer, not including bonus diapers, you got a pillow. A hundred thousand for the blanket, and two-and-a-half hundred thousand for the mattress.

For every minute that you lay in a bed decorated with these items, they gave you a well-rested bonus to the base number of diapers earned from that specific dealer. Which makes getting the next bonus item from them a little easier, because the number of diapers needed to be earned is based off of the base diapers earned.

If that makes sense.

Any-who. The pillowcase improves the base diapers earned by 1.25x, the blanket by 1.5x and the mattress by 2x. These multipliers are added together for a maximum of 2.75x the base number of diapers earned.

Oh, and the mattress needs to be placed in a crib, because of course it needs to be inside a crib.

So I said my farewells, and said I'll buy him a drink later that night and that I wanted to have a small party before the competition tomorrow.

Next stop, I went over to the bartender, receiving a big hug and some friendly conversation as he worked on making a few dishes for me and my friends.

The takeout containers he gave me were full of pancakes, bacon, sausages, hashbrowns, toast, eggs and everything that hungry guys who worked their asses hard (see what I did there? My ass is still sore dammit!) on the daily.

He was kind enough to even give me disposable cutlery and a pack of wipes to go with all the takeout containers in the increasingly large bag.

As he was pouring coffee into a hundred-point diaper for the fox, I finally got the notice from my friends to take out the plush toy.

I may have agreed to let him give me a massive enema while he makes tomorrows breakfast. Poor guy doesn't have any humans visiting that let him have any fun.

After another hug from the big gorilla, I hefted my heavy bag of food, and cradled the large tray of coffee in my arms and went to greet my friends.

I was only blushing slightly as the smell of heavy rain hit my nostrils.

_ "I need my dirty diaper cleaned."_

And now I'm waddling like a duck. Wonderful. Glad my pants didn't tear at least.