FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

Chapter 7

“Hello sir, good winnings today?" Asked a kind, but deep voice from the other side of the counter. I looked away from where I saw the man disappear in a shimmer as the world changed and smiled up at the wolf-man standing behind the counter. His fur was light grey, but darker on the top of his head and the backs of his arms with a small patch of white on the underside of his chin. Like the rest of the staff, he wore an expensive suit, made of dark brown silk, with a dark red tie.

I let out a sigh and relaxed, setting all of my diapers down on the counter. “Ahh yes, thank you, I'm not normally so lucky at roulette. How has your day been?" I replied with a smile, receiving one from the wolf as well. “You did well enough to help that little fox win that bet of ours, well done." The wolf snickered; his eyes playful as I began to stammer a reply. “How could you have known there was a bet in place? Besides, the little fellow will probably be sharing them with his friends in the end, he is the excitable sort. Anyways, you must be here for a reason, so what can I do for you?" He asked, changing the topic. I was glad at least the banker wasn't too sore about losing the bet, I imagined having the store owner irked with me would be a poor idea.

“I was hoping to set up an account actually. I was told for a price you can keep my… uh currency safe?" I stammered, blushing slightly. The wolf chuckled and nodded at me in response. “Of course. It will cost ten diapers to set up an account. You will be given a pendant that shows how many diapers you have in storage, and it refreshes every five minutes. However, if you want to use diapers for food, drink or gambling, you have to bring diapers physically with you in order to use them. I'm sure you noticed that people realized they cannot steal from the dealers or staff, but stealing from other humans is perfectly acceptable."

I nodded in response to the questioning look he gave me and he continued. “The only place you can use your points without bringing diapers is here. You can use them here to pay rent on a room, or to buy items you desire. Once you make an account, you will have a personal bank instance. Any items you purchase can be stored here for a fee, or for another fee I can have them automatically transported to a room you are paying rent on. In addition, if your rent on your room lapses, all of your items you had stored inside will automatically return here and any loose diapers will be added to your account. The cost to open an account is ten diapers, do you accept?" He asked calmly, a polite smile on his face.

I nodded and thanked him for all of the advice. At this moment I had four hundred and ten diapers to use. and he grinned and reached over the counter, grabbed the two of my pink five-point diapers in a single claw, before both disappeared in a puff of powder. “Perfect, your account is made, would you like to exchange the rest of these diapers for points?" He asked, and I nodded. “Uh, could I save twenty points worth please? I'm going to go get a drink and some food." I asked, receiving a nod in response.

All of the diapers on the counter disappeared in a puff of powder, save for two thick diapers covered in designs of infantile cars and wooden blocks. They were actually pretty cute and a light shade of blue with the number ten printed in pink on the waistband. The banker smiled at me and gave the diapers a gentle but condescending pat. “What else can I do for you?" He asked with a smile.

Before I could respond to the wolf, I was caught off guard by the now familiar, though no less creepy cackling laugh of the tiger-in-charge resounding inside my head. I blinked in surprise as I also saw words scroll across my vision, in flamboyant, yet legible cursive.

Achievement earned: Intro to economics.

For being the first human to realize that a bank actually functions as a bank and not just a store, You can now earn interest off of the diapers you have stored! Though I doubt you can understand what that means, ask someone else. I'm busy.

Interest earned at 0.1% per year, calculated at one second past midnight on the day of the anniversary of you making your account.

For being the first to earn this achievement, the reward is doubled.

I blinked at the condescending words. I read them over once again, the words disappearing once I fully memorized the reward. Instead of simply fading away, the words exploded in my vision in a puff of baby-powder. In between my sneezing, I heard a familiar cackle off in the distance. Man, that tiger demon person thing was a dick. Eventually I managed to stop sneezing, though my eyes kept watering for a bit longer.

“I am assuming you just got Intro to Economics?" The wolf asked, clearing his throat as if he was trying to hide the fact he had been laughing at my expense just a moment earlier. I sneezed once more and nodded. “Got it first too, surprising considering it's been a few hours since we all got here."

The wolf gave me a grin and a nod. “You can see the importance of getting the achievements before anyone else, right? The long-term value is astronomical. I can't tell you more about them but if I were you, I would try as many things as possible to try to get them all. Now, back to business." He said with a bright smile, his teeth flashing in an unnerving manner.

He reached under the counter and pulled out what looked like a dog-tag on a leather cord. Looking at the piece of metal, it was pink. A pink dog-tag. But written in black on the piece of metal in clear, precise print was the number “380". I couldn't help but smile at the number. It wasn't a billion, but I could probably afford to stop being naked.

“Umm with the points I have, can I afford a shirt, pants and underwear? Doesn't have to be fancy, or colorful." He nodded and gave me a knowing smile, but shook his head softly. “If you are going for proper adult-themed clothing, those are more expensive. Especially if you are trying to get away from anything pink and or frilly. The cheapest thing I can offer you is at seven hundred diapers, a t-shirt with frills on the sleeves and the words “Sissy Princess" across the front."

The wolf thought for a moment. “Though that would look cute on you, I imagine you are looking for something more along the lines of pants. I have plastic pants for two hundred, but they are see through and meant to go with diapers, for twelve-hundred diapers you can get some short-all's. They are like cover-all's, but shorts instead of pants. These are also feminine in nature. On the plus side however, they have snaps on the crotch to allow for easier diaper changes. Oh, you would also want a shirt with them, considering your, ahem, hair." He spoke, waving a hand towards my chest covered in a relatively thick layer of black hair. “It would pinch rather painfully."

“I guess I can't afford anything yet. Is there anything useful I can afford?" I had to ask. The wolf thought for a moment before nodding and snapped his fingers. In a puff of powder, a few items appeared on top of the long counter, as well as a small plaque in front of the item indicating the price.

At a quick glance I decided I didn't want any of them. A pacifier, a small butt plug, thin metal rod called a sound, a baby bottle, package of wipes, baby-powder, travel sized lube, and a travel sized bottle of shampoo. The only things seeming useful to me were the baby bottle and the wipes. But carrying a baby bottle around would be creepy as hell, and as for the wipes, well, I'll try to only crap myself in instances that have changing supplies.

“I think I'm fine for now thanks. I'll try to see what I can do to afford some clothes soon. How much for a pair of regular shorts and a t-shirt?" I asked defeatedly. The wolf smiled sympathetically and nodded. To get yourself a regular t-shirt it will be fourteen hundred diapers, and a pair of shorts, another fifteen hundred diapers if you don't mind pink." He supplied and I nodded.

“And how much for a bag so I'm not stuck carrying diapers around openly?" To which I received a shake of the head. “The smallest diaper bag would run you two thousand diapers, and it can hold eight average-sized diapers. As you can guess, it is pink and frilly. A backpack of the same size for four thousand. If you manage to save up enough however, I have a diaper-bag of holding for two hundred thousand, and you just have to think of what you want and it will appear in your hand."

I nodded and smiled, making some mental notes as the items n the table disappeared like everything else. “Alright then, since I can't afford anything else I want off the top of my head, can I buy the pass to get upstairs, and get some advice about renting a room?" I asked and received a nod and a bright grin.

“Perfect, that I can do. It costs just one hundred diapers to get permanent access to the next floor. I assume you want to use the diapers you have in account?" he asked, and I nodded. “What is different about the second floor compared to this floor?" I asked watching the number of diapers I had written on the tag go down to “280". He smiled at me and replied.

“It is quite different from this floor. It is like a hotel lobby, with potted plants, paintings, and marginally comfortable chairs and benches. There are a few computers you can use up there, though you have to buy tokens from me to use them. They have games you can play, though if you want to gamble you have to come downstairs. The computers cost ten tokens an hour. You can also search the computer's book library that has a copy of every known book. Printing costs one token per page, so keep that in mind.

The floor is carpeted and kept magically clean. There are also vending machines that you can use tokens from me, or diapers directly, to get snacks and drinks from, though it will still be cheaper to get food from the bar. There are also water drinking fountains, though the water is always luke warm and has a coppery taste. Again, better quality from the bartenders. Finally, there are hallways that branch off from the main area. These hallways lead to your apartment. It doesn't matter which door you go through so you don't have to worry about someone stalking you. The moment you grasp the door handle, you will appear your instanced room.

The rooms are sixteen feet by sixteen feet, and completely unfurnished. Though the rooms are self-cleaning in a way, dirt and dust will never build up. Anything you place in something you dedicate as a garbage can will automatically disappear once a day at midnight. So, feel free to throw bottles of baby-powder at the wall, it will clean itself up shortly after." The wolf finished with a small chuckle, getting a smile from me for the joke.

“You need to buy or make your own furniture, as the rooms are completely unfurnished. There is a digital catalog however in every room that you can use to browse the basic items in my shop. From the catalog, you can make purchases as long as you have the funds, and it will appear in the room behind you where there is space. Hmm, I think that is all of the important information… Oh!"

He continued, snapping his fingers in recollection. “The showers are available for free on the second floor as well, and they are instanced, so unless you and another agree to go in together the showers are all yours. The pressure isn't the best, the best pressure is on higher value floors, but the hot water is unlimited. We all do enjoy getting filthy, but staying filthy is something we generally don't enjoy so much. There are always some dealers however." He added, finishing on a cryptic note.

For a one-time purchase of five thousand diapers as well, your room on the second floor will always have a large window that will look out onto a landscape best suited for your tastes. Even Lord Terinas cannot change the scene as it is tied directly to your soul. As I said before, anything you leave in the room will return to me the moment your lease lapses."

The wolf paused in thought, tapping the white patch of his chin with a clawed fingertip before nodding. “Finally there is a staircase that leads to the third floor. If you don't pay the ten-thousand diaper fee to gain access to it, you will find yourself cramping painfully as you step your first foot on the stair. If you push through it and touch the fifth step or higher, you will void yourself whether you are diapered or not. If you touch the tenth stair, you will be transported to the diaper pail." He finished, giving me a smile.

I knew my face was red from the idea, and I didn't really want to ask, but I did anyways. Go me. “Uh, what's the diaper pail?" I asked, my ears growing hotter. He shook his head with a grimace. “It's where all the discarded diapers in this casino go to. A massive diaper pail, seemingly bottomless and no top either. It is a massive clear tube with no entrance or exit. It is magical of course, and it is designed to keep diapers as fresh as the moment they were removed, and it holds them for a full seven days. The second that seven days lapses, they disappear into the ether like everything else."

Even the wolf who was used to soiling himself for untold numbers of years seemed grossed out by the idea. “I was forced in there once. The longest week of my eternity. The walls are clear, and the top of the pile is always right in the middle of Lord Tundra's domain for his viewing pleasure. He uses you as his plaything, and when he is done using you how he sees fit, he places you in the diaper pail, and all of his servants get to watch you dodge dirty diapers for seven days." He shuddered and crossed his arms as if cold. I wasn't sure if it was from the diaper pail, or being Tundra's plaything.

“Okay, sorry to ask that from you, but it is good to know. I imagine if I didn't just pay the hundred diapers, I could have found myself in the diaper pail if I forced my way up to the second floor?" And I received the nod in return. “At least you would have just appeared in the pail and not been a toy of the Demon Lord." I shuddered this time. I better tell ryan.

I picked up the cord and slipped it over my head, the metal tag resting in the center of my chest. I looked up at the wolf and smiled, extending a hand over the counter. “Thank you so much for all of the advice, and the help. The warning too, Though I have a feeling the lord here made going there an achievement. Anyways, I better get some food, I'm getting hungry. Oh, can I bring you anything?"

I had to add the offer at the end, it never hurt to garner favor. The wolf smiled and chuckled before shaking his head slightly. “I can't confirm or deny whether it is an achievement or not. But, remember that it is a full seven days that one is trapped there. A lot of First Achievements could be gained in that time." He shook my hand in his, his grip firm but not tight. “Thank you for the offer, but I am okay. Most of us here have rings, amulets or piercings that take care of our hunger and thirst."

I nodded in understanding. I would need to save up for something like that soon. It sounded useful.

“Thanks for the advice, I imagine there are no private changing rooms around here?" The wolf nodded. “There are. The gambling tables or in the shower rooms upstairs you can find changing tables. You need your own wipes and powder though. Some dealers will let you change yourself in their instance in exchange for favors or diapers. Others will change you themselves and pay you because they really enjoy doing it. You will have to explore for yourself."

With that, I grabbed my diapers from the counter. The two diapers were surprisingly soft despite how thick the plastic was. Ten-point diapers were pretty nice, though not as thick as the fifty-point diapers. At least these didn't have the frilly lace over the butt, or the flowery designs. Nor as pink. “Actually…" I began, and I received a chuckle from the wolf. “What else can I do for you sir?" He asked in a professional tone. I sighed and asked. “Think I could get another one of these?" I asked, and waved one of the childish blue diapers with the cars and wooden block designs.

“Yup!" The wolf replied cheerfully without an ounce of hesitation, another diaper puffing into existence on the counter. “Uh, mind if I change into it here?" I asked, waving towards the ground with the diaper in hand. I heard a crinkle from the other side of the counter, and I sighed. It sounded exactly like when the fox was groping his own diaper. “Of course, you may, I'll even change you if you would like?" He offered, the crinkling increasing in tempo. I sighed, and hoped for the best that he would be willing to just do it in exchange for diapers.

I looked at him and tried to smile, though even I could tell it must have looked strained. “That would be greatly appreciated, I don't think I'd be able to put it on right. I assume you would like something in return?" I hedged and I got a grin in reply. “You are learning fast young man. I will diaper you, but in exchange, I would like to suck your dick." I blinked dumbly.

“huh?"

I did not have a watch, but a little while later, I was laying nearly naked on the cool floor, breathing heavily. The wolf was kneeling between my ankles, pants down to his knees. His hand clenched the swollen yellow crotch of his diaper and his tongue ran over his lips as he panted from his own orgasm. “Mmm quite delicious, thank you sir." He commented between heavy breaths, removing his hand from his crotch to pull the front of the diaper I was laying on up between my thighs. I uncovered my eyes that I had hidden with my palms as the wolf was giving me a surprisingly amazing blowjob and looked at him as he began to tape my diaper into place.

“You have something on your chin." I replied, my face hot. He chuckled and taped my last tape on before wiping his chin with a claw and sticking it into his mouth. “Thank you, sir, I do wish you the best of luck with your gambling tonight."

I struggled to leave in a way that wouldn't make me an asshole. The thick diaper between my legs not helping in the slightest.

Chapter 9

As I crossed the threshold of the instance, the world shifted and warped before jerking back into normal casino view. The dealers that were nearest me looked at me and smiled, seeming to have gotten over the fact I cost them all a hundred diapers. Either that or seeing me standing there in just a diaper made them horny. All of them were weird. A chubby pink cow lady waved at me from a blackjack table, her udders on full display, her suit pants and jacket unable to keep them contained. I couldn't help but wave back at the friendly display. Would be rude not to.

I looked around me, and the would-be-thief was nowhere in sight. Likely he saw someone else walk away with winnings and he chased after them, or hopefully he got in trouble for trying to attack someone going to the bank? Either way, I strode quickly just to be safe. My bare feet slapped the polished wooden floor until I arrived in front of the first bartender I came across. I looked up at the big, beefy gorilla man and smiled. His large forehead gave me the impression he was scowling, but his lips turned up in a smile in return. “Please, have a seat." He offered; his voice deep but polite. I accepted the offered seat, and like before at the roulette table, the moment my diapered butt sat down, the world shimmered and I was in a whole new bar.

The bartender was still standing behind the counter, but the bar was much smaller. About the length of a bar in a small town that only needed to serve a few locals on a nightly basis. I looked around the room and I blushed heavily. I was hoping for a stage for a band, or a pool table. Instead, I chose the bartender with a leather and latex bondage fetish. The room I was in was large-ish Perhaps forty feet by forty feet. Familiar double-doors were embedded in the wall directly behind where my stool was. Shelves lined with sex toys of all shapes and sizes, chastity cages, gags, whips and of course diapers, lined the walls on all sides. Benches with black leather or latex cushions, all had restraints built into their design. Multiple massive crosses with differing restraints edged the room, a sex swing hung from the roof, and other furniture of sexual purposes filled the area.

I was particularly impressed by the bench with restraints for the wrists and ankles, to keep the person on their stomach and their arms and legs bound in a prostrated position. It had a strap to keep the head tilted upwards and had a built-in ring gag. Behind and in front of the bench were two hydraulic pistons with impressive horse-shaped dildoes attached, for the purpose of automatically fucking the bound person's mouth and ass at the same time. Scary, in fact, terrifying, but impressive.

I looked back at the gorilla, blushing heavily. “Don't worry sir, I only play with willing people, and it looks like you have enough diapers that you don't need my, fun services. I don't force it on anyone, let's say that consent is a fetish of mine as well. Keep in mind though, I do pay my toys well, should you find your cash running low or you want some extra food credits. Now, what can I get for you sir?" He asked. His voice was deep, yet kind, and even made me relax despite how hot my face felt.

“Thank you for the heads up, I was hoping to get a glass of water and a bit of food if I can? And you gave me thoughts for a question I probably never would have thought to ask." I asked hopefully, and the gorilla nodded with a smile. “Of course you can, the water will be three diapers and five with ice. I can get you a six-inch sandwich for seven diapers or twelve diapers for a twelve inch. I have other drinks and food available, but as you just got here, I imagine you want to live as cheap as you can. As for your question, what's on your mind?" He asked. I placed both of my two ten-point diapers on the counter. “water and a twelve-inch sandwich please, it feels like forever since I had food. What I was hoping to ask, is if I do, uh, things with you, do you pay more if it's in food credit compared to giving out diapers?" I asked, and both of my diapers disappeared, one five-point appearing in their place.

“The sandwiches aren't very filling, but it should tide you over for a few hours. Keep in mind, it's whole grain." He explained, placing a surprisingly large glass of water in front of me, which I began to gulp down thirstily. It was both cold and refreshing, I didn't see why anybody would want ice. He chuckled softly as he opened a fridge beside the shelves of liquor behind him. My eyes watered at the shifting and distorting colors inside the fridge. It was like a chaotic vortex of light, and the gorilla's hand simply disappeared into the disturbing light. He pulled out a long sandwich wrapped in plastic and he placed it into a microwave beside the fridge. Thankfully it was a normal microwave.

“I would certainly be willing to make a deal along those lines. Perhaps, twenty-five percent more if you were to get it in credit instead of diapers." He explained as he pushed a key-code into the microwave, likely a code that sets the time and temperature to the perfect kind to warm one of the sandwiches. He turned to look at me, and he must have seen that I was pretty queasy. “Oh, sorry sir, I forgot humans can't look into multiple dimensions at the same time and I didn't warn you to look away." I blinked and rubbed my suddenly pounding temples. “That's what that was? I… I don't even know what I saw, it was all twisted and-“ I was interrupted as a shot glass full of light yellow liquid was placed in front of me. “Sip that sir, and I'll explain." He ordered me gently.

I gently lifted the shot and gave it a sniff. Smelled like it was made of lemon and ginger. Wincing, I lifted the drink to my lips, and took a sip, letting the smooth drink flow into my mouth and coat my tongue. It was kind of syrupy, and it didn't have a harsh alcoholic burn either. It had a refreshing lemon taste and a bit of ginger aftertaste, and it was something I probably would enjoy on a hot day, though in a tall glass with some club soda or something.

Almost instantly after the drink hit my tongue, my pounding headache vanished, and the feeling I was going to puke vanished. I looked up at the gorilla and had to ask. “What is this? Also, that was multiple dimensions?" The gorilla nodded and smiled apologetically at me. “That is a home-made alcohol, I'm sure you could taste the lemon and ginger?" when I nodded, he continued. “It also has some of a flavorless berry in it from somewhere in one of the more, holy, versions of purgatory. This berry is used to balance the mind and body, also, when made into alcohol, it makes alcohol non-alcoholic. Before you ask, essentially it's booze that sobers a person completely."

He took in a deep breath and let out a sigh, once more looking at me with concern. “As for what you saw, it's a fridge that connects all my instances together. There are an impossible number of versions of this bar, and this dimension, and the fridge connects them all at the same time. This isn't the only version of this casino, there is an untold number of souls in an unknown number of dimensions, gambling right this instant to earn enough diapers to try for redemption." He explained, before sighing once more. “I'm terrible at explaining, but I don't know how to explain how something that is impossible, is actually possible."

I had to think on it. Of course I did, I mean, why not? Bars are the perfect place to think about the laws of he universe after all. “So, I'm just guessing that the version of the casino I'm in right now, is just for the hundred people who died that were relatively neutral in life, and there is a version of this casino that applies to everyone that has died, and will die from before I died, until the end of time?" The gorilla blinked at me before nodding. “Close enough yes." He admitted. “A dimension for every passing moment of time, and dimensions within those dimensions allowing people to have personalized instances, and your fridge connects them all. Dimension-ception?" I shrugged and grinned at the snort from the bartender.

“Either way, this is delicious, and I likely can't afford this shot. How much does this cost me?" I asked, letting out a sigh before taking one more sip of the liquid, my mood over being trapped in a furry diaper lover's fantasy improving ever so slightly.

“This is on me, I should have warned you about looking into the fridge. I will be sure to let others know from now on however, and if they fail to heed my warning, well, that's on them." I chuckled and grinned, even the aftertaste was amazing. “So no more free drinks out of you eh? So, how much would this have cost me?" I asked and he shook his head. “I would have probably charged you fifty thousand diapers for it." I should have been surprised at the price, but, I felt that it was a fair price, Especially if it had to have some holy berries or something. I could only nod in reply.

“Mind if I ask a question?" I asked curiously as he placed the sandwich into a microwave, pressing buttons and turning it on. “Of course, sir, what would you like to know?" He asked, going back to wiping out a glass once more. I thought for a moment before responding. “Everyone seemed pissed when I left the fox's table, which I understand, I cost all of you a hundred diapers. But why is everyone suddenly being so, genial to me?" The gorilla chuckled and smiled at me as I took another sip.

“When you left his instance, all his knowledge returned to his main body, the dealer running the table. It wasn't until you were in the bank's instance that the fox was able to pass along that you were friendly the whole time, and you gave him that tip as thanks, not as payment or attempted bribe. We weren't expecting any common human decency from you humans, so we are willing to return the kindness we receive. Does that make sense?"

He offered in explanation and I smiled at him. “I see, it's a nice change from earth then. There, kindness is expected, abused and rarely returned. If you are kind, you have to be hiding something. This place is strange as heck, far too many fetishes that are strange to me. But with that alone, its earned some good points." I replied, grinning before taking a bite of the sandwich placed in front of me.

I dug into the sandwich hungrily, Manners barely kept in check as I chewed. I was a lot hungrier than I thought and before I knew it I had finished both halves of the meal. As he said, it wasn't completely filling, but it was reasonably tasty, missing sauce of some sort, but it would tide me over a few hours. After I finished the sandwich, I drained the last of the shot and my water and smiled at the gorilla. “It is nice to see something that isn't entirely diaper fetish related, got to be honest." I said waving to the room. The gorilla barked out a laugh before chuckling.

“What makes you think it isn't diaper related? Have you not noticed the enema hoses hanging from the ceiling? Or the stacks of diapers on the shelves?" He asked, a glint of amusement in his eye. I furrowed my brows and looked once more. Sure enough, next to the diapers on the shelves were a bunch of small boxes in varying colors. I couldn't read the boxes from where I sat, so I excused myself and walked over.

Glycerin suppositories, caffein pills, diuretics and laxatives in bulk. Yup, diapers were definitely getting used in this place. And looking upwards, I noticed that imbedded in the ceiling were retractable hoses, with thin and hollow dildo-like tips on the ends designed to make shoving them up butts more comfortable. And there was one for every piece of bondage furniture. How had I missed them? There were dozens! At least the water pressure seemed adjustable. I shuddered slightly and returned to the counter with the still chuckling bartender.

“So, how does one earn diapers with you?" I asked hesitantly, getting a grin from the gorilla. “Simple, we decide what you are going to do, and how long you are going to do it for. For example, we could decide you are going to be strapped down to a bench, given an enema, plugged with a dildo, and re-diapered. We could decide that you will be spanked on the butt by a machine until you are able to force out the plug between spanks and use your diaper. We could set a time limit beforehand as well. I'd pay you more if you were willing to wear a latex gimp-suit during this, and even more if you let me fuck your mouth until I cum as many times as I can before the time limit. Anything I do with you that requires or forces you to use your diaper, I will change you into a diaper of the same value you use when we are done. I wouldn't charge you for it, it's a part of every deal I make. We could do any number of scenarios and I would pay you how many diapers, or food credit I felt it was worth to me."

I was blushing heavily as his explanation went on. He knew what he liked, had to give him props for that at least. Earning redemption through sex sounded kind of, hypocritical, but who knew what the actual laws of the universe were? The gorilla placed a reassuring hand on my shoulder. “You aren't on earth anymore, things viewed as taboo there are encouraged here. So no need to be hesitant or embarrassed. And take your time. We have tens of thousands of years together. Unless you are blessed by a god or goddess of luck, be prepared to do some kinky things. All of us are ancient, there is no rush for us to corrupt you." He finished with a chuckle, his large fist gently pushing against my shoulder in a comforting manner.

I thought for a moment about his response. I had to earn a billion diaper points to attempt redemption. That would take me forever if I'm relying on getting lucky with gambling. I didn't want to attempt stealing. I'd do it by the rules, and fairly. Why risk hell in exchange for some stupid diapers? Suddenly, I wondered what a million-point diaper would look like. How about a billion?

“Start slow eh. Hmm. Just curious, what would it be worth for you to plow my rear?" I asked curiously. The gorilla took on a pensive expression, before looking me in the eyes and grinning.

Chapter 10

I winced as I left the bartender's instance. My last five-point diaper in hand as well as a new tag on my necklace engraved with the number twenty-five. Ten to cover the cost of the diaper I was wearing, and fifteen for being his cock sleeve. My ass hurt, though as he said, it was quickly becoming less painful and more of a dull throb.

The gorilla had explained to me that, we were essentially immortal here. We still felt pain of course, but small injuries healed within minutes, and “dying" could take from a day to a month to recover from. If I fell into a wood chipper, I'd be appearing back in the instance I died in in a month. Or the main lobby if I didn't already have a room rented.

I felt a little gross as cum spurt from my ass into my diaper with each step. The gorilla was right, he stretched my ass farther than it was prepared to go, But even though it normally would have torn, it simply hurt. Who let that gorilla have such a massive cock anyways? He wants to face-fuck me while I'm strapped down? That would break my jaw! Anyways, I had been taped back into my diaper only ten minutes earlier and already the stinging was becoming a dull throb. The reason I was casually walking and messing, was because not only was his cock huge, but his cum shot could be measured as a liter. I felt bloated, and appreciated the pressure release, even if it was gross and embarrassing. I got a disgusted look from a chubby man leaving a craps table as I noisily emptied a little more into my childish diaper.

At least I could take advantage of changing in private by buying some wipes from the wolf at the bank. All I had to do was buy something to earn that right? Or perhaps the horny wolf might be willing to trade. Let's see how cheap I can be.

I looked around the area, and I saw a few more people sitting around on the floor. Almost all were naked, a few wearing just a cheap diaper, but almost all seemed, defeated. A few people were snoring, using a diaper or two as pillows, laying on the ground with their backs to walls. It must be getting late here, even I was starting to get tired. I'd make a mental note to ask about a watch. Actually, speaking of notes, I should ask how expensive pens and paper were. I should have asked the bartender for a red-bull while I was in there. Though knowing this place, it probably would have been a glass of cum from a highly caffeinated bull.

I looked around at the black-jack dealers, seeing a number of different species as I walked past. Now that I learned a few things about this place, I had to pick the dealers I could probably earn diapers from the easiest. Like the fox. Changing a messy diaper was gross, but it paid well if it included an orgasm. I looked from dragon, to wolf to rhino and crow, trying to guess in my head what they all would be into. Gorilla being a leather daddy, I should have expected it. No matter how much I thought on the subject however, I came to one conclusion. They were all horny for diapers.

I decided to make my way over to the pink cow woman in the dark red suit that had waved at me earlier. Her large breasts strained against the white dress-shirt underneath and black tie standing out. As I got closer, I blinked a few times to make sure of what I was seeing. I confirmed that yes, instead of fur her body was smooth and reflective, with light shining off of it . Other than the obvious udders that were also reflective but a darker shade of pink than the rest of her, the only way I could tell she was a cow instead of a pig was the tiny nubs of shiny grey horns sticking out of the top of her head. I guess her nose was a different shape as well. And she had a longer tail. Okay, pink was the only thing she had in common with pigs.

As I got close, and stepped within a few feet of her blackjack table, I caught the heavy strong smell of rubber, which suddenly explained a lot about her looks. “Good evening sir, here to play some cards?" She asked sweetly, waving towards one of the seats. I nodded to her and took the seat, my diaper squishing wetly against my butt as the world shifted in a now familiar fashion.

I groaned inwardly as her room came into focus, it seeming to be a combination of both the fox's nursery and the gorilla's leather dungeon. The cow's room was a bright pink monstrosity of a nursery, with bondage restraints everywhere. A high chair with restraints, and a dildo sticking out of the seat for obvious purposes. A crib with all sorts of straps, and rubber bed-sheets, and a permanently attached rubber gag-hood with a feeding tube attached to a large bag of pale-yellow liquid was hanging directly above a rubber covered pillow.

Baby clothes hung from hooks on the walls, from onesies and the short-all's that had been described to me by the wolf, to rubber straightjackets and gimp suits. All designed for kinky girls. Which was strange because every human that arrived to this casino was male. The fox probably loved hanging out with this cow. A rocking unicorn with restraints and a dildo saddle sat in the middle of the room, and a little girl's training potty sized for an adult sat to the side. Baby bottles lined shelves filled with liquids of different colors and plush toys with strap-on's and strategically placed holes littered the floor. And the floor was unsurprisingly waterproof.

The cow stood before me on the opposite side of the table with a smile on her face as I surveyed the room. She eventually chuckled as my face went even more red with each added item that registered in my mind. “I love seeing your reactions as you visit me the first time, you humans are so fun! Most of you just up and leave when you see my happy little nursery. What will you do sir?" She asked me as I looked around dumbly. Clearing my throat and shaking my head, I flashed her an embarrassed smile and placed my only five-point diaper on the table.

“Can I trade this in for a token please?" I asked, hoping she could change it for me. She laughed brightly, her teeth flashing white as she clapped her hands happily. “Oh, you are willing to play? That's so wonderful, of course I can change that for you!

Within moments, my diaper was stacked on the table in its appropriate stack, and I had five points worth of tokens to gamble with. If I was lucky, I wouldn't have to find out quite yet what the cow would need in return for more diapers should I lose. That would obviously be embarrassing to say the least.

The cow seemed ecstatic that I was willing to play, and her cheerful attitude was infectious. Without much choice, I placed the five-point token on the place in front of me, and a deck of cards appeared before the cow on the table in a white magical puff. The irritatingly familiar tiger designed on the backs of the cards, and his picture was grinning at me. He was wearing his suit, shirt and tie, but his pants were missing, and he was proudly showing off a soaked and leaking pink diaper, thick and swollen with urine puddling around his feet. What a weirdo.

“I think lord Terinas likes you, or at least finds you entertaining. He only personalizes the cards for those that amuse him. By the way, I don't do the shuffling of the cards, all I do is play them as you tell me to. This is to help you humans feel the game is fair, and this way I don't know which cards will be played next. You understand the rules of Black Jack? You can double down on a ten or eleven, and you can split pairs, though splitting aces lets you only draw one card for each." She explained with a bright smile, which did not diminish in the slightest as more of the gorilla bartender's cum loudly escaped into the back of my diaper.

“Oops, uh, sorry about that." I blushed and apologized which only made her smile brighter. “But yes, I understand the rules, thank you. I had forgotten that about splitting aces." I received a nod in return. “Perfect, and don't apologize for having an accident, you are just a baby after all. If you want me to change your diaper, I can do it for five points worth of diapers." She offered kindly, only making me blush further.

“I'm not a baby." I replied in a grumble, though she ignored it. She grabbed the top card of the deck and flipped it over, revealing a four of hearts. She slid it to the side in a discard pile and dealt the remaining cards for the two of us. I had a jack and a six, while she had a five and one card facedown. I didn't have the best hand, but I was luckier than her.

“Of course, you are just a baby! you were what, thirty years old when you were alive? I am thousands of years older than you, you are just a baby that has unfortunately learned to use the potty and get into trouble. Don't forget that all of us here are demons, sweetie." She replied, and I couldn't help but partially agree with her argument. Of course, I stubbornly refused to refer to myself as a baby. Though this place seemed designed to push us towards that end. “Fair point, in comparison I will cede the point." I half agreed. “But by human standards, I am well into adulthood." And she nodded. I waved my hand over my cards to indicate I'll stay, and she flipped over her card, revealing a queen, bringing her to fifteen. Being forced to draw once more by standard rules, she drew an eight.

“Too many, you win." She spoke cheerfully, as if genuinely happy I won that hand. A five-point token appeared on top of the one I had already placed on the table, and the cards disappeared in a white puff. A new deck reappeared in front of the cow, the design making her giggle cutely and causing me to curse.

“For fuck sakes, really?" I groaned. On the back of the cards was a picture of me. I was dressed in a short and frilly pink dress, with a unicorn embroidered on the front of the chest. Light pink tights went up to my thighs, and thick, puffy mittens covered my hands. A bonnet kept my short brown hair hidden from view, and a comically large pacifier was strapped to my face. What got me the most was how the picture's eyes were smiling so proudly, and that was nearly worse than the thick and frilly diaper poorly hiding an intense erection.

I am pretty sure I heard that annoying cackle coming from somewhere in the ether.

The cow dealt once more after I placed a single token in front of me and I grumpily watched her slide the cards over. She had a nine, and I was stuck at eighteen. My luck wasn't so good on this hand, but there wasn't much I could do, and I was too much of a coward to risk hitting. I stayed my hand and watched her flip over her card, giving her nineteen and the win. My token transformed into a diaper, and she placed it on top of the stack on the edge of the table.

“Sorry sweetie, can't win them all." She apologized, as the cards refreshed, the same image of me as a horny baby girl on the backs, though this time the diaper was visibly soaked and heavy in the seat. I sighed in a defeated manner, and placed my last token in front of me. I had more diapers, I just needed to go to the bank to get them.

As she dealt the cards, I asked her a question. “So, just curious, but how much would it cost for me to be able to sleep here? I mean, without all the bondage and feeding hood thing." And she smiled brightly in response. She flipped over my cards, leaving me with eleven points, and her with eight. “Good question sweetie. That's a long time for me to be watching over you, so I would say…" She hummed softly for a moment. “one hundred diapers should suffice." I winced at the number, but with nothing else to do, I indicated for her to give me another card.

“That's a lot of diapers just to borrow a bed. Do you even wear diapers with your udders?" I asked curiously, and she nodded brightly. “Of course I do sweetie! You must know how good it feels to get your diapers all soaked and mushy! I alternate between diapers that cover my udders and don't, since my milk helps get them soaked that much faster." She replied, making me blush as she moaned at the thought, her thighs squeezing together tightly under the table. Me on the other hand, I shuddered. My current diaper felt gross as is.

With only a slight delay, she drew one more card for me, and luckily enough it was a king, bringing me to twenty-one. She flipped her card, revealing a nine and she cheered happily. “Well done! You won!" she exclaimed, the cards refreshing and one more token appeared in front of me. I removed it with a grin, leaving me back to only a five-point play.

“I suppose I can give you a different, and more fun deal however, if you really want to stay the night with me." She offered with a sweet smile that I didn't trust in the slightest. I raised an eyebrow as she played the cards, me with twelve and her with an ace turned up. I scowled at the cards for a moment before hitting. “What would that be?" I asked, sighing as I drew a queen, sending me over the limit. My pink diaper reappearing and being added to the stack.

Chapter 11

So yeah, heads up. If someone openly declares themselves a demon, don't take their offers in good faith. No matter how much of a cute and sweet mom they appear to be.

“Well first thing sweetie, I'll change you out of that icky diaper of yours. Once you empty yourself the rest of the way of course. Then I'll play mommy and baby with you for a few hours before putting you to bed in my safe little crib. I promise you will have a full ten hours of uninterrupted sleep! I'll play with you again in the morning for a few hours and then you can go back to gambling. On top of the sleep, I'll even pay you fairly depending on what I do to and with you. When you are ready to leave my instance, I'll change you into a diaper worth five points at least, and make sure you have a full tummy for the day!" She offered, giving me a sweet and caring smile.

The offer didn't sound too bad, since after a couple more hands of cards I was back down to my final five-point token, and my diaper was feeling quite gross by this point. Who knew gorillas could cum so much? At least I didn't feel bloated anymore. Reluctantly, I placed my final token on the table, and she played the cards. Of course she began with an ace, and I had five points in total, with a two and a three. I thought for just a moment about her offer as I hit, bringing me up to twelve. I hit once more, crossing my fingers and groaned, getting a queen and my final token turned into a diaper once more and was added to the pile.

Of course, I could have left the instance and gone back to the bank, but I was getting tired, and didn't really feel like it. “That sounds like a pretty good offer actually, if I can get that much sleep I'll happily accept." I agreed, giving her an embarrassed smile, my cheeks red from blushing. She let out a squeaky cheer as she clapped her hands together, her smile bright and disarming. “Perfect! The deal has been made! If you're good and don't resist, maybe I'll even give you some more diapers to gamble with when playtime is over in the morning! I do like my babies to squirm, but I prefer that be from being shy instead of fighting against me."

I blinked and raised an eyebrow in curiosity. “Why would I resist?" I asked, and I received a dismissive wave in return before she began to strip down, placing her suit pants and top on the table, becoming completely naked save for a heavily soaked diaper, covered in infantile toy block and cars, just like mine. She turned to walk into the bondage nursery of hers and waved for me to follow along. “It's a good thing you are just wearing a diaper sweetie, don't have to fuss with pesky clothes." She remarked cheerfully, and a timer flashed into the upper right corner of my vision.

3:00

The timer was blinking, but it wasn't ticking down. I assumed it was how long until the cow would let me sleep. I furrowed my eyebrows and did as ordered, pushing my pants down and another bubble accidentally made its way into my disposable. How much did that gorilla cum in me? I should have asked him to wear a condom. I blushed deeply, but the cow only giggled at the display., but once my shirt and pants were placed onto the table, the timer finally began to tick down. “Good girl, you are so obedient! Now I want you to squat down and push as much as you can! Get yourself as empty as possible, then mommy will change you into a thick, clean and crinkly diaper." She cooed at me, my face hot and likely beet red.

I hesitated to do as she ordered. Accidentally soiling myself because a gorilla pumped a liter of cum into my behind was one thing, but openly crapping myself while a diapered rubber cow watched was still too strange for me. I must have waited too long for her tastes, because without any conscious thought on my part, I lost control of my body. Unable to resist, my body clenched and I squatted down, my face lifting to look at the cows delighted expression, and with a rumble, the rest of the liquid pushed into the seat of my diaper. “What the hell?" I gasped, fighting the control as my bladder released as well, and my crotch grew hot.

I don't know if Terinas played a part in this, or it was just thanks to the cows orders, but once my bladder emptied completely and the flow from my backside stopped, I suddenly felt the mysterious bloating in my gut once more causing me to groan. There was nothing I could to do resist. My belly felt bloated for a brief moment, before I soiled my diaper in earnest. It was an extremely weird feeling, having poop exit your butt without any conscious effort, and pack into a diaper without slowing. I couldn't tell how much I messed, and thankfully I couldn't see the back of my diaper, but the plastic disposable was now much tighter than it was before and my accident was packed so tightly I could feel it squishing against my balls.

I had control of my body once again suddenly, making me fall from my squatting position onto my backside. I felt ill as the mess I made was forced completely through my diaper, and thankfully it didn't leak. That would have been absolutely disgusting. “Oh no, my poor baby, are you okay sweetie?" The cow asked, suddenly appearing before me in a kneeling position, her massive cleavage pressing firmly into my face. The strong rubber smell was slightly dissipated by a strong scent of baby-powder.

Achievement earned: Go With The Flow

Well done human, that is twice today you needed help soiling yourself, I wonder how long until you can manage it on your own. For allowing another person to have complete control over your body and actions, it now takes 20% less energy for someone to control you as long as you agree to give them control.

For being the first to earn this achievement, the reward is doubled.

_ _ “Uh, I'm fine." I managed to say as she backed up just enough to let me have air. The rubber smell was so strong around her. She placed her hands on my shoulders and looked me over roughly, just to make sure, and I let her with a sigh. I decided I had to do as ordered from now on, no point in resisting. If I just tried to crap myself anyways, I probably wouldn't have poop up to my balls right now. Once she was satisfied that I was okay, she helped me back up to my feet and inspected the damage.

“Good girl, I'm so proud of you! You made such big mushies for mommy to change, you re such a sweetheart!" She exclaimed brightly as I finally regained a little control over my blushing. Her comment threw all that out the window. She happily walked over to me, her diaper rustling softly and her rubbery body squeaked like a balloon with each step. “I'm not a-“ I began with a sigh before she interrupted me, one hand giving my crotch a firm squeeze, gathering my whole package in a handful of hot, messy diaper, and her other hand squished my forced accident into my backside.

“For tonight you will be sweetie! Free advice, make sure the rules of your deals are precise! I'm a dominant mommy. Playing in my case means, I am in charge and you do as I say like a good little sissy baby, and I get to have my way with you as I see fit. Mommy knows best after all." She cooed sweetly as she massaged my too well-used diaper, squishing it lewdly against my crotch and backside.

“What is with everyone here and their obsession with crapping in diapers?" I groaned defeatedly. “Oh, not everyone here likes messy diapers. Some demons only enjoy pee, or cum, and will let you use a potty if you need to. Though you tend to need to earn that, or pay them for it. With me though sweetie." She leaned down towards my face, a predatory look in her eye. “If you play with me, you are going to go through a lot of diapers. Don't worry though, I will always change you into a fresh diaper when you are ready to go!" She giggled sweetly before releasing my crotch and ass, leaving me room to shudder. “Some also really, really enjoy pee and poop, and not just in diapers, though they do need consent. Be careful how you word your deals sweetie. Now, be a good girl and stay still while mommy picks out some pretty clothes for you to wear tonight!"

I was red in the face, obviously. I felt gross standing in a heavily used diaper that was stuck to my butt and straining against how full it was. It was bad enough to accidentally spurt cum from my ass, but for the second time today I had pooped myself. At least this time it was only partially intentional. I watched shame-faced as the cow turned around, her pink diaper swollen from piss, and it was dark almost all the way up the backside. If she pissed anymore it was likely to leak. What I noticed however, there was no piss smell in the room, just rubber, and of course, the mess I made.

With all of the kinky clothing hanging in full display, I began to step back slightly as I watched her selections. I don't know why I was surprised that her clothing choices were all pink rubber, but they had to be. But she grabbed a pair of thigh-high stockings, complete with attached clips so they could clip onto another piece of clothing to keep them from slipping, A long-sleeved dress, where the skirt of it was ruffled with large white hearts, and only six inches long. Obviously short specifically to show off a diaper as much as possible while still technically being a skirt. Underneath the skirt were flaps with buttons on the ends, and even I could tell they were to be secured under a diaper to keep it snug. The ends of the sleeves weren't opened either to leave hands free, but they were closed on the ends and had long straps attached with buckles on the ends.

Of course, she picked a straight-jacket.

She grabbed a gaudy looking rubber bonnet, as well as a large rubber bib with the words “Mommy's Little Stinker" In large cursive letters printed on it. To top everything off, as she finished piling everything on the table of the adult-rated high-chair, she grabbed a pink metal ring-gag, a solid steel chastity cage, and finally a thin metal tube roughly an inch-and-a-half in length, and the ends smoothly curved outwards. It was roughly half an inch in diameter, and the metal was thin leaving it hollow. A small white light blinked slowly on the outer edge of one of the ends. I actually had zero idea what it could possibly be for.

With her selection chosen, and the timer in my vision only indicating five minutes had past, she turned to me and smiled brightly. “Good girl, waiting so patiently! As promised, let's get you out of that icky diaper and into something much more comfortable." She cooed, and stepped over to me. Before I even considered resisting (getting out of my current diaper sounded great, not going to lie.) She slipped her surprisingly warm hands under my armpits and easily lifted me off the floor with simple fore-arm strength alone. “Honestly going to say, those clothes don't look that comfortable." I commented dryly and she giggled.

I wasn't excessively heavy of course, but it was impressive to see a pink cow made of rubber, lift over a hundred and eighty pounds with her forearms alone without showing any sign of strain. Don't piss her off, good idea? I winced as she lowered me onto the edge of the changing table, further reminding me of the state of my backside. She pushed me back on the table, laying me down, and despite me wanting to, I didn't resist in the slightest. It was just that gross.

She manacled my hands above and to the sides of my head, my back and forearms sinking into the cool rubber mattress slightly. She did the same with my ankles, locking them into the cold steel metal cuffs at the bottom corners of the changing table. Once I was locked into place and I got a proud smile from the motherly demon-cow, I finally decided to try pulling on my restraints. Sure enough, I was stuck tight. She made an “Aww" noise at me as I struggled before laying back with a sigh a few moments later. She gave me a knowing smile. “Just going to go along with everything sweetie? Time will go faster if you do, then you can be put down for nap time" she mooed at me.

“Alright fine, I know I can't resist, no matter how much I try, so I'll just go along with it I guess." I mumbled in reply, closing my eyes. This constant embarrassment was getting exhausting. I thought to myself “If I don't have to clean myself up after this, I'll be fine with anything." She reached below the edge of the table and pushed a hidden button, and a mechanical whirring sound filled the air as my legs were forced up into a birthing position. A small padded platform under my upper-back raised slightly as well, lifting my rear nearly an inch off of the rest of the table, giving the cow easy access to my behind.

“You're being such a good girl for mommy, I haven't even needed to gag you." She mooed proudly as she began to undo my diaper tapes, the seat of my diaper falling the short inch below me as the last tape was pulled free. She groped my crotch once more through the diaper before pulling the wet crotch forward, exposing my damp and dirty bits to the world. I was glad I couldn't see the mess I had made. Feeling it was bad enough.

“I won't fight you, I obviously have no control here. I won't promise I will enjoy it though." I commented with a defeated tone, flinching as a cold wipe pressed against my dirty backside and swiped downwards.

“That's perfectly fine sweetie, I don't mind if you struggle a bit, though I'm proud of you for making that decision. Even if you don't enjoy it, I'll still work hard to make sure you cum in your diapers as often as possible. I wouldn't be able to call myself a proper mommy if I didn't! The sooner you begin to enjoy everything, the sooner you will love being here in purgatory with us." She cooed, sliding another wipe over my butt and depositing it into my diaper.

Chapter 12

I thought about that for a moment, flinching with each new wipe running over my backside and crotch. I was going to be here a long time, was the purpose of this place specifically to turn us all into sex addicted babies? I mean, I already took a massive gorilla cock that was far too large for me and would have sent me to the emergency room if I were alive, all so I could get some free diapers and cheap food. And it was just my first day. The thought was terrifying. The realization that it was almost guaranteed that over the years I would begin to love, if not crave having people like this cow wiping my butt and balls every time I crapped in a diaper. God, in time I would probably love crapping myself.

I was lost in thought for a time, of course still blushing furiously as the pink rubber cow lady slid another cold wet cloth over my butt and balls. I began to think about what I should do. Just rely on luck and hope for the best with the gambling? Try to avoid having to earn any diapers the hard way? Or whether I should just give in and do what the Tibetan monks do and hide my pride deep within myself? Should I be willing to do anything and everything? That fox would probably be easy at least to earn diapers from, just try to avoid using the bathroom until I go into his instance.

I could also save doing my bathroom stuff for this particular blackjack table. She seemed particularly happy to clean me up. Well, she even blatantly told me she wanted to change my diapers, perhaps not in so many words though.

My musings were interrupted sharply as my cock and balls were grabbed in a firm hand. Not painfully of course, but I had to look up between my legs as the rubber cows shiny rubber palm held my full package in a snug grip. “Wha-“ I began, before letting out a squeak as a surprisingly cold steel band was wrapped around the base of my, well, everything, clicking into place loudly and making me shudder from the sudden chill.

“It's okay sweetie, now that your bum bum is all cleaned up, Mommy is just making it so your sissy bits are kept safe and snug. It will stop you from being naughty until I want you to as well! I do love making my babies squirm!" She smiled brightly as the hand holding the rest of my package shifted, her fingers pinching my admittedly small cock between them, and pushed it into more of the cold metal. The cow smiled proudly at me, likely for not fussing as she wiggled the metal sleeve to fit over my member fully, and it locked onto the metal ring with a loud click.

“But why? It's not like any of this actually makes me horny." I grumbled, pulling on my wrist restraints in frustration. “It's simple, it might not make you horny, but it makes me horny. And if seeing your little sissy bits locked up in a shiny cage makes me horny, I'm going to lock them up!" She laughed in delight as she grabbed one of the pink diapers from under the table, the number “5" on the back of the folded plastic.

She had a fair point. It seemed these instances weren't for our enjoyment, but theirs. The fact that they allowed us a hint of control by being dealers when we wished to gamble was the trade-off. And giving us the option in most cases to choose what we were willing to do was nice as well. She slipped the now opened diaper underneath my butt easily thanks to the mechanics of the table keeping my lower back raised, and she sprinkled a liberal amount of lavender scented baby-powder over my crotch and ass. I was starting to get annoyed with the smell to be honest, so far it always precluded Lord Kitty-pants's interventions. I admit, I enjoyed calling him that. I was slightly confused however, when she stepped away from the table without, you know, taping me into the diaper.

She must have seen my confused look, as she let out a light moo in reply, her teeth shining white as she smiled at me. “Oh my poor baby, I don't have to worry about you having an accident, so I don't need to rush diapering you. Even if your tummy was full and your bladder filled to the top, you couldn't have an accident if you tried. You could try as much as you want, but until the last tape is on, my table is safe." I had to blink at that. She was right, even in the case with the gorilla, I had his cum inside me for nearly ten minutes, and the moment he tucked in my leg gathers after pulling my diaper back up like underwear, I had to forcibly stop the sudden spray into the rear.

I blinked, and blushed even darker than I had been. I'm fairly sure my face had been a bright red since I woke up in this casino, but these dealers always knew how to push my buttons. It was good to know however, that even if I eventually became incontinent, which was likely by judging current events, I'd still be able to control when I'd use the bathroom by simply taking off a diaper.

“Open wide sweetie." The cow cooed at me from my side, and I looked over to see her holding a large metal ring, with pink leather straps and a buckle in front of her admittedly massive breasts. I watched, as milk squirted out of her large nipples from just the lightest bit of pressure to them from her arms crossing slightly over her chest. My face felt hot. I was bi-sexual, with a preference for men, but she was pretty hot for a chubby reflective cow with leaky tits.

“Why do I-“ I began, before she interrupted. “just open your mouth for mommy sweetie." She spoke sweetly, one of her hands waving a finger at me. I sighed and closed my eyes, opening my mouth wide. I supposed the answer was obvious, because she wanted me to. The ring was pushed into my mouth with a coo of “good girl." From the motherly cow. The metal settled behind my teeth slightly, the ring fitting just tight enough that my canines were able to secure it into place. She lifted my head from the table with a hand, and I felt her easily secure the straps together, the leather snug around my head. There was no way I was going to easily remove the gag without using my hands.

I mumbled some noise to her, but my mouth was stretched too wide for me to even understand what I said. “Aww, sorry sweetie, maybe when you're a big girl mommy will be able to understand you. You must be hungry, and that's why you're all fussy." She cooed, and ignored the shake of my head at her statement. I still had a full sandwich in me, and I wasn't a heavy eater to begin with.

She gave me a condescending pat on the belly, her smooth hand feeling strange, yet nice on my exposed skin. I'll admit, her grabbing my balls felt good until she slid the chastity cage onto me. She stepped over to a shelf to the side of the changing table. Or was it more of a bondage bench? Anyways, I tried to turn my head to watch, but all I could do was listen to her body squeaking, her diaper crinkling, and for some reason, the sloshing of liquid. She was like a giant life-like balloon full of milk.

She returned to my side, and I blanched. In her hands were half a dozen dildoes, and a hand pump lube dispenser that looked to be a liter in capacity. It even had a grinning picture of the damned demon-cat leaning against a massive, and veined horse cock large enough to be a tree in comparison on the lable. “Butt Softener[tm] For Sissy Babies" was the bottle's lable. I couldn't help but groan, and even the cow chuckled at my reaction. “Lord Terinas sure does enjoy poking fun at you sweetie." She commented. The toys she had were of different sizes. “I wasn't sure how large of a toy you could handle, so I picked a bunch to play with and try." She cooed at me.

I gave my butt a mental apology for what it was about to go through. I don't think it forgave me.

She ignored my mumbling into my gag, and my shaking head completely. Her happy smile never fading as she placed down the toys, from a small fox toy with a knot, all the way up to a four-inch-thick horse cock, that matched the throbbing one on the lube bottle. The toys were placed between my legs, tips pointing towards me as she placed them away from my view. I could only see the suction cup base of the long horse cock from my position.Every time I looked down I blushed to see the chastity cage covered in powder, bouncing slightly with every movement I made.

Now, I expected the cow to just start lubing up the toys and going to town on my butt. I did not expect her to walk beside me once more, and give me a peck on the cheek and call me a good girl. I also did not expect her to climb up onto the changing table with me, and place her legs on either side of my head exactly like I did to the fox. Surprisingly, instead of the ammonia smell of stale piss, I got hit with a wave of even stronger rubber. Like, liquid latex that had yet to set into solid rubber. Don't ask how I know, as I said a while ago, skeletons/closet. I couldn't see exactly what she was doing, as she sat down on my face, diaper pressing firmly against my forehead, eyes and nose. She was shifting around, her udders weighing heavily on my chest, and I could feel liquid running down my belly.

“Sorry sweetie, mommy just needs to adjust a bit more." She cooed down at me from above, though I still only saw darkness, and minor flashes of pink and a near-leaking diaper when she lifted just enough. Soon, she lifted off of me just enough, that I could see the shiny pink base of her tail that threaded into her diaper, and I was able to get air in through my nose. The strong smell of concentrated latex was nearly dizzying. I tried to breathe through my mouth and I could taste the rubber in the air, until she shifted once more, her udders lifted from my chest and sloshed loudly, the air to my mouth was sealed off.

Damn cow plugged my gag! I made some muffled noises and I squirmed, breathing in her strong smell before I felt something smooth and rubbery push far enough into my gag to slide along my tongue. The invading rubbery thing nearly filled my mouth, pressing against the roof of my mouth, and preventing me from lifting my tongue at all. I mumbled something through my nose into her diaper, and the cow sighed. “There we go, sorry to keep you waiting baby-girl. Mummy just had to get her nummy, nummy teats ready for you." She mooed happily and rocked forward slightly, her body squeaking and her cold diaper pressed firmly into my face.

I realized what she meant soon, because as she rocked forward, a spray of warm, if not hot liquid sprayed into my mouth. She gagged me with one of her teats! The milk was sweet, like it was honeyed, but it carried a strong rubber after-taste. I squirmed and groaned up at her, feeling more liquid running down my chest. I assumed each of her teats squirted milk from her rocking and she wasn't concerned about the mess. I swallowed as the milk hit the back of my throat by reflex, and she praised me.

“Good girl, if you nurse from mommy like a big girl, Mommy won't have to squeeze her udders and get you all messy." She explained. I took in a deep breath, my nose tingling from the action and I moaned into my gagged gag. She must have squeezed her udders once more as more liquid sprayed into my mouth, filling it so fast I had to gulp, and the stream continued for long seconds. Milk sprayed over my chest, running to my crotch, and running over my sides onto the table giving me an impromptu shower.

As the stream stopped, I stopped hesitating, and tried my best to suck on the teat. With my mouth as full as it was, it was hard to get the suction going, but before long, milk began to slowly dribble into my mouth, picking up speed as I worked on figuring out how to nurse like she wanted. “There you go sweetie, just keep that up. You keep on going until your tummy is as full as possible now. If your tummy isn't full, I will grab my milkers, and make your tummy fuller than you can handle." She spoke, her diaper pressing down around my face once more as she shifted.

I was able to get the barest of breaths from under her diaper, and the rubber was strong, but it was able to keep me nursing. About once a second, my mouth filled with the surprisingly tasty milk, and she adjusted herself above me. I thought I heard something, but the diaper crinkled at the wrong time and I missed it. It was revealed to me however, by the feeling of something wet sliding between my butt cheeks. I inhaled, my mouth filling rapidly with milk.

The cow's hand was all lubed up, and she was spreading the slick lube over my butt, her fingertips poking my hole gently, but firmly enough to penetrate ever so much, and lube up my inside rim. I don't know how many times she reapplied lube to my sensitive area, but she finally stopped after what felt like minutes, and she wiped her hand on my stomach.

I found that if I nursed fast enough, I didn't have time to get the strong rubber aftertaste, and so I began to put effort into it. My belly was beginning to distend slightly, the cow was sitting on me and moaning with approval. “Good girl, just keep drinking for mommy, it makes mommy feel so good." She commented, I detected a bit of a moo with her last word, wiping even more lube onto my belly. In the dim light, I saw that nearly a half hour had already passed on the timer, though seconds were actually going by faster than they should. I paused in my nursing briefly, and the time resumed going at a normal speed.

Hmm, so if I was doing as told, or making her happy, or horny, the timer would go faster? Good to know. I'll have to test it of course. I returned to nursing, The hard rubber aftertaste getting washed away, and the seconds sped up once more. I sucked even harder, and I could see the seconds going at nearly double their normal speed.

“I see my baby girl has figured out the trick!" she exclaimed proudly. “The more effort you put into doing what the dealer asks, the faster your task will be done! I have such a smart little princess; I'm going to have so much fun with you." She cooed down at me, and she shifted once more.

“You are pretty tight for being my baby, I think tonight we are going to have to fix that. Afterall, you could only easily take one of my fingers, and that is far too tight for any of the staff to put to good use." She spoke in a contemplative manner, before I felt something slickly sliding between my butt cheeks once more, moving unerringly towards my hole. “At least I don't have to worry about you biting!" She cooed, and pushed, the tip of whatever toy she had pushing against my hole and sliding easily in until a knot got in the way.

I gasped a deep breath through my nose, my mouth filled with milk, and I bucked slightly from the intrusion. It felt like a dozen inches penetrated my butt, though if it was the fox toy, I likely only had three inches inside of me, and it was the smallest. I wished that I used my toys a little more often when I was alive. She didn't stop applying pressure once the knot began to press against my hole, instead she slowly increased it despite my frustrated mumbling. I groaned, feeling the rounded knot slowly push harder and harder against my ass, until my muscles finally gave up the fight and let it slide into me with a slick pop.

I felt my cock strain at the intrusion. Traitor. But of course, it did not escape the cows notice, and her smooth hand fondled my exposed balls. “First toy down sweetie! It didn't want to go in, but it did eventually! I see your little sissy enjoyed that too! Perhaps we will have to move up a step, though something without a knot this time. Now that I know you can handle an inch. Maybe an inch and a half Tiger toy will be perfect."

I groaned slightly, my stomach nearly full and my belly quite distended, I was slowing down extensively on drinking, and it did not go unnoticed. “Aww sweetie, is that all you can handle? I thought you were a big boy?" I could almost hear the quotation marks around her words. “Mommy has so much more milk for you." She mooed. I tried to gulp more, swallowing a few more mouthfuls slowly ,before swallowing my last mouthful with intense effort and giving up. I was breathing heavily, and not just from the fox dildo in my ass, but just the pressure on my belly alone.

I felt fingers grasp the base of the toy in my behind and begin to pull. My butt, not wanting to stretch again so soon, caused me to groan as it was forcibly stretched again from the inside, my butt burning as it came out with a slick pop, the smooth remainder of the toy sliding out easily. “There we go, that wasn't so bad, was it sweetie?" I shook my head beneath her diaper, which she did not interpret as “Tell that to my butt", instead taking the movement how she wished. “I thought so!" She commented as she shifted once more. Her diaper pressed hard against my face, and I felt the smooth rubber on my tongue slide out of my mouth, popping free and letting fresh-ish air once again fill my lungs.

Chapter 13

I ran my tongue over the inside of my mouth and breathed heavily, tasting nothing but rubber on my tongue once the taste of sweet milks evaporated. As the mommy cow shifted, she eventually managed to climb off of me, her udders slapping me gently on the face as she slipped off of the table. “You were a good girl indeed, filling your tummy like a good baby, you're going to give me so many wonderful diapers to change tonight!" She mooed in delight, making me close my eyes in embarrassment at the thought. My face felt damp, and I knew her diaper leaked as she face-humped me. At least it wasn't actually piss?

“Now, as mommy is checking your temperature, she's going to make sure you have the best diaper taped on, to keep you safe and protected." She advised, giving my belly a playful pat. I wondered how she was going to use toys on me if I was wearing a diaper, then I remembered he tail thing and assumed it may also apply to dildos. The tiger probably set it up that way, it seemed like something he would put in place. I'll probably find out shortly anyways.

I enjoyed the smell of the air of the nursery, now that the diaper was no longer pressed against me. A scent of baby-powder, and even the lingering smell of my previous accident was a nice change from the dense rubber. But then I heard the slightly familiar tearing sound of a diaper-tape. I looked over at the cow in confusion and I saw her removing the tapes from her heavily soaked diaper, a fresh stream of piss running down her thighs showing that she gave it one last use before changing. I made a mumbled noise of confusion, and she smiled sweetly at me, grasping the front of the diaper with one hand as she pulled on the final tape, the back of the diaper swinging freely between her legs and she gathered it into one arm as if cradling a doll.

She began to walk towards me, and I thought “What is she doing with that? She's not diapering me with… Oh no. She can't be." I thought, and I began to struggle in earnest, because instead of walking between my legs to diaper me, she was walking to the head of the changing table. “Oh no, baby must really want her toys, just relax and mommy will get your diaper on then you can play." She cooed, laying the leaking diaper flat on the table beside my head.

The strong scent of liquid rubber filled my nose once more, and I screamed into my gag. She shook her head slightly as I struggled, and reached up and lifting my head from the table. I knew I couldn't fight, her grip was too strong, and soon I heard the sound of plastic sliding over rubber as the seat of the diaper was dragged into place. I closed my eyes, and she lowered my head, pressing it gently into the hot and wet padding, rubber cow piss soaking into my hair.

“Good baby girl, just relax and mommy will get you into some comfy baby-pants." She cooed lovingly into my ear, as she grasped the crotch of the dripping diaper and lifted it upwards, piss running into the seat, soaking my head further as gravity did it's job, more and more of my head touching the damp padding until finally, the crotch of her diaper was placed gently over my chin, and all I could smell and taste was rubber.

Pee ran down my cheeks as she pressed on the diaper, securing the tapes onto it just tight enough that I couldn't shake it off, and it pressed evenly against my whole head. My eyes were closed tight and I was unsurprised that the piss that dribbled into my gag didn't actually taste like piss. It tasted just like it smelled, like concentrated rubber. It was hot and muggy, but it wasn't as gross as I thought it would be. Still, embarrassing, and the fact she pressed the diaper into my face once more, filling my open mouth completely, nearly made me cry. I didn't thankfully.

But now I knew why she wanted to force me to be so full. My stomach was nearly painfully full, and now that my mouth was full of her version of piss, my stomach wouldn't let me swallow to clear my mouth, and I couldn't push it back into the diaper thanks to the gag. She was both clever and terrifying, a kinky evil mastermind.

The cow chuckled at my frustrated noises as she returned to playing with my backside. The diaper squished wetly as I raised my head, feeling something thicker than the knot of the fox toy, as well as longer and barbed push between my butt cheeks. It slid easily between my butt cheeks, thanks to the lube, and stopped as the rounded tip pressed against my hole. She didn't wait for permission of course to begin pushing it into me. Thankfully the fox toy made the penetration a little easier to begin and bear.

I grunted as she applied more and more pressure. My butt, having only started to go numb after the pain of stretching for the fox knot, stung once again. The merciless cow pushed the toy slowly, but steadily deeper and deeper into me. I could feel the toy gradually widening before reaching a plateau at the middle, and finally slimming barely once the base of it pressed against my butt cheeks.

“Hmm, you certainly do better with toys that aren't knotted. I think I should leave this one in you for a while. Let you catch your breath." She offered sweetly. A moment passed as I mumbled into the diaper around my face before I felt pressure on the tip of my chastity cage. Damn, already calling it mine. Anyways, I voiced my concerns as best I could which were of course ignored, and suddenly there was a click, and my cock and balls began to vibrate hard.

I gasped, coughing on the mouthful of piss in my mouth, and I pulled tight on all of my restraints as whatever was touching my cage pushed hard and vibrated. I didn't know what was happening, but against my will my cock began to stiffen uncomfortably.

“There's my big girl." Came the familiar cooing voice of the cow. “Since you have your toy, and taped nice and snug in your diaper, time to see if mommy can help you make your first cummy accident!" She spoke cheerfully, moving the vibrator against my cock from the top and bottom, sliding it underneath and even pressing the rounded vibrating thing against the base of my cage and my exposed balls.

I tried to resist of course. Pulling on my restraints, yelling into the diaper and gag. And even trying to think of my car crash. But she was just too good at what she was doing and I stood no chance. I resisted for a while, the timer in my vision speeding by as I fought, exactly how she wanted. I didn't want my first orgasm in this den of debauchery to be with a mouth full of piss, a diaper around my face, a dildo in my ass and a chastity cage wrapped around my cock. I gave up and opened my eyes into the dark yellow diaper, and focused on my timer as I tried to avoid giving her the pleasure. I think me resisting was what she wanted, because the seconds were ticking by fast.

I clenched as best I could, which jiggled the toy in my butt against my prostate, only making things harder as I fought the straining against my cage. There were a few times where she removed the vibrator from my cock, giving me hope she was done, then pressing it against the toy buried in my ass, making me squirm in a whole new way. In the end, the massager was too powerful. Even fighting against the urge to cum, trying to outlast the speeding clock. For nearly an hour, my breathing was heavy, my muscles exhausted, and my back covered in sweat and rubber cow piss. I just couldn't keep up the restraint any more, and eventually I dropped all resistance and began to moan my pleasure into the swollen diaper. My cock, confined in the tiny cage strained, strained with new vigor from the freedom I gave it.

Twenty-three minutes after I lowered my defenses, I gave into the perverted cow and I pushed my hips against her ministrations. She praised me for wanting to be a good girl and have a sticky accident or something. I was suddenly feeling pleasure instead of torment and my cock loved it. The cage made having an orgasm hard of course, that's what they are meant for, but another four minutes of time later, my locked cock spasmed in its restraints, and shot the best load it could into the diaper under my ass, and over my balls and thighs.

The vibrating continued until I collapsed onto the table, breathing heavily and balls spent. The rubber smell didn't even bother me anymore after how exhausted I was.

Achievement Earned: Happy Cow

My, aren't you entertaining for a human. My apologies for the delay in your achievements, you were quite distracting. For nursing from a breast, udder or cock until you were completely full, you now find sustenance provided by others more satisfying. You become hungry and thirsty 25% slower if the last food or drink you consumed for the purpose of sustenance came directly from another's body.

For being the first to earn this achievement, the duration is doubled, tripled if your meal was obtained in a way I find extra entertaining.

Achievement Earned: Free Willy

Another achievement hmm? Oh, and this is a fun one, you kinky human you. For being able to cum while wearing a chastity cage, you now find wearing a chastity cage more pleasurable and your caged orgasms are larger. You now receive 20% more pleasure when wearing a chastity cage from all sources, and your cum shots are 50% larger.

For being the first to earn this achievement, the reward is doubled.

Achievement Earned: Super Snoofer

Well on your way to collecting them all, aren't you? Oh, and this one is considered rare! Good little plaything, enjoy this reward. For having an orgasm while someone else's diaper was wrapped around your face, you now find breathing while smothered in used diapers easier. Gain 50% more air while inhaling directly from used diapers.

For being the first to earn this achievement, your orgasm recovery time is halved while a used diaper is taped over your head or you have at least five used diapers touching your person.

Achievement earned: Look Ma, No Hands!

You must be having fun, to earn so many achievements in such a short time. You better thank your mommy properly when she is done with you. For having an orgasm without you or another person touching your cock with their hands, you now have larger orgasms when not using your hands. Cum-shot size is 50% larger when you are not touching your cock or balls.

For being the third person to earn this achievement, your reward is multiplied by 10%

Achievement earned: Plug and Play

Last one for now princess, but the night is very, very young, and a lovely little cow is still in control. For having an orgasm while a dildo was in your anus up to the hilt, your anus is able to adapt to larger toys, cocks, and/or stretching in general easier. Receive 25% less pain when stretching your anus, adapt to stretching 25% faster, and retain anal flexibility for 25% longer.

For being the first to earn this achievement, all of the rewards are doubled.

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