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The room was silent save for the moans coming from the television, and the rustle of a butt plug being pushed in and out of a backside through a diaper.

Shane watched his dad without shame as he continued to stroke his shaft. his eyes locked on his dads through the leather pup hood. He was unsure if it was better or worse that he couldn't see the rest of his face.

"Hey dad, welcome to your new home." He said cheerfully, as if greeting his father for family dinner.

This shook him from his horror as he pulled himself away from the mouse, his voice cracking as he struggled to say, well anything.

"Y-you?! What?" He stammered, his voice frantic.

"Stumbled in on you a couple years ago on Father's Day. After seeing how much you loved being beneath someone, well, let's say it woke something in me." Shane cheerfully explained.

"You let this happen?" He finally asked, turning sharply to the much smaller mouse. His voice was weak and helpless, much more so than Shane had ever known growing up. It only turned the younger stallion on even more.

"Of course. We both know how submissive you are, obviously you will become so obsessed by being dominated by your very own son. Plus, he pays me well just to sit in on our sessions." The mouse explained, giving him a hard smack on the rear for pulling away from his ministrations.

Out of reflex, he let out a submissive groan from the firm thwack, though he couldn't stop himself from growling out a "You're fired." Under his breath.

This is when Shane spoke up. "No he's not. I need someone to babysit on the weekends after all." He said, finally pulling his hand from his slick shaft and waving it towards the TV.

Realization clicked in Thomas's eyes, seeing just how much his son had planned out everything, and his own submissive mentality helped enforce it thoroughly. He had eagerly given his son plenty of blackmail, just because it drove him wild despite his ignorance.

"Plus, you couldn't possibly manage your position at work without me." The mouse piped up cheerfully, grabbing onto the leash and pulling down towards the ground.

He let out a submissive whimper as he watched his son resume stroking his shaft slowly. He followed the silent instruction and carefully lowered himself onto his knees, his restrained hands pulling firmly on his collar.

"I'll let you get away with your complaining today little sissy, after all I know it must be quite the shock. In fact it was expected. But I know you'll be a good little girl for me from now on because you love the idea of me being your new daddy. You've told me many times over the past year how much you want to be my little sissy baby through messenger after all." Shane teased, watching his dad kneel down submissively.

"Now I think you need to apologize to your daddy like a good girl, and we both know that you know exactly what to do, don't you?" The mouse teased.

The leather clad horse shifted and whimpered pitifully as he looked between the mouse and his son, seeing the expectation in both of their eyes as he struggled. After a few moments, he stammered softly "Y-yes master."

"Not to me, try again baby girl." The mouse cooed, reaching over to turn his head by grabbing the nose ring of his hood and turning him to face his son.

"S-sorry mas-." He said, Only for Shane to raise his his hand to interrupt.

"Wrong title, you know what you are supposed to call me." He said, his eyes sparkling in amusement.

It took a moment of extreme embarrassment, unable to look away from his masturbating son while his hood was held in place. He looked into his son's eyes and his cock began to stir and strain against his cage, feeling completely overpowered sexually.

Finally he spoke, barely over a whisper.

"I-I'm sorry Daddy."

Then he released the hold on his bladder that he had been holding back for the past two hours. A loud hissing sound erupted from his crotch as urine was forced through the small holes of his chastity cage, the white front of his diaper rapidly darkening and beginning to swell from the sudden flood.

Shane and the mouse watched with approval and lust in their eyes as the large older man soaked his diaper, causing the pink flowers on the diaper to begin to fade away.

He emptied his bladder fully, the loud hiss quickly quieting down as the pressure in his bladder lessened.

He looked at his son submissively as his bladder emptied and he soaked himself thoroughly just as he was ordered to before he even entered the car this morning.

"Good girl, apology accepted. Now, me and your babysitter need to talk for a bit. You can play with your new rocking horse for a bit, and then we can change you out of that soggy, squishy diaper." Shane said with a slight teasing tone in his voice as he pushed himself up out of the chair.

With only a few moments of hesitation, as his secretary undid the small carabiners keeping his leather mitts connected to his collar, Thomas pushed himself into a standing position and looked over at his son.

"Y-yes Daddy." He mumbled sheepishly, only shifting uncomfortably for a moment as Shane wiped the stickiness off his hand on the crotch of his dads diaper.

"You really had to go. Good girl knowing you won't ever be using a grownup potty again." He said, with a slight, purr, to his voice.

Shane walked around his dad, who stayed in place, unsure of what to do except watch his son eagerly grab onto the back waistband of his diaper.

He shuddered slightly as his sons hot shaft pressed firmly against his thigh, and realization struck. He had felt his sons cock before. His son never fucked him, but his shaft had rubbed over almost every inch of his restrained body.

He had never sucked his son's cock before, but his son had painted his back and chest multiple times. Never his face however, because as he said through that messenger, his baby girl needed to taste it for the first time once he properly belonged to his new daddy.

His son pulled the seat of his diaper down, just enough to slip his arm into his dads seat, and grip the base of his plug.

Shane chuckled at the reflexive moan as he pulled on the plug, then pushed it in with a wet slurp a few times, gently fucking his dad with the silicone toy.

"Your babysitter trained you well sissy, you should be able to handle your new daddy easily, just like you've dreamed about." He whispered into his ear, finally pulling the plug free with a slick pop.

Shane pulled the plug from his diaper without any further ceremony, and pinched the base of the condom that was wrapped tightly around it. As he pulled the condom free with the sound of tightly stretching rubber, followed by a snap, he turned to the mouse who was shamelessly squeezing his cock through his jeans.

"Mind tossing this into the sink for me?" he asked with friendly cheer, as if he wasn't currently in the process of pulling the seat of his dads diaper back up.

The mouse chuckled and nodded, grabbed the dildo, then turned towards the kitchen. The room was silent again, save for the current video playing where Shane was actually in it.

Shanes dad was unable to look away from the TV, with him bound to a bench while laying on his back. He was greedily sucking on his master. No, his babysitters balls, while Shane was between his legs, biting his bottom lip and aggressively stroking his shaft over the first diaper Thomas ever wore.

"Such a good girl. All it took was your babysitter to suggest trying diapers, and you so eagerly accepted. One simple diaper, donated by your daddy, and you never went to another private session without them." Shane whispered in his dads ear from behind.

He wrapped his arms around his dad's belly and pressed in tight with his slick shaft gently sliding up and down between his dads diapered butt cheeks.

Thomas was blushing furiously as he watched his son paint his crotch and stomach with a heavy load of cum on the TV. Thick ropes of seed hitting his thick, crinkly diaper. A load so large that he himself came despite his cage upon seeing the state of himself once his blindfold was taken off.

"Your babysitter told me that you struggled so hard to not lick up every last bit. But you were a good girl, promising to never sample my seed until you were my permanent baby girl." His son spoke gently, still rhythmically rocking his hips, moaning himself as he rubbed against his dads backside.

Thomas was breathing heavily despite his conflicted mind, feeling the hot, thick shaft pressing against his seat. The teasing of his sore and well trained hole was causing him to strain almost painfully against his cage.

He dreamed for nearly two years about having his daddy play with him, put that thick shaft he loved to touch to proper use. To swallow every drop of seed his daddy was willing to give him, and yet...

His son was obviously eager to baby him, and from the display and actions, his son was just as eager for this day to come.

"Are you happy to finally taste what your daddy has to give you?" The final whisper came from his son, who released his hold on his dad.

Shane continued to keep his shaft pressed against his dads backside, though he leaned back to grab the zipper on the back of the puppy hood.

"Yes daddy, please?" Thomas finally said with a moan after a few long moments, as his son slowly unzipped his hood, pulling it free from his head as gently as possible.

With how much he had been straining in his cage all day, and how desperately he desired the mysterious daddy for all this time. With how much he desired to swallow every drop of cum his daddy splattered over his body every day, and how much he yearned to wrap his lips around the hot shaft that teased him constantly.

He needed to satisfy his desires, and to do that, he needed to satisfy the desires of his son. With every fiber of his being.

"Of course baby girl. Now, bend over your rocking horsey and show daddy just how good you are at swallowing thick cock. I want you to get that toy nice and lubed up for your ride while I get your bum bum ready." Shane cooed, helping guide his dad the few steps over to the infantile rocking horse.