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“And here are all of your replies. Thanks for being so patient eh!" I said with a bright smile as I stood frighteningly close to the smooth, and reflective face of a school bus sized spider, with its eyes larger than my head and mandibles as thick as my torso.

It pulled its mandibles up into what I assumed was a smile as its electric blue eyes closed briefly and it let out an airy “Thank you, I'm excited!" which came out in a soft, yet cheerful whisper like tall grass rustling in a breeze.

I handed over the stack of letters with a cheerful smile of my own, though I still couldn't hide the bead of sweat pearling on my forehead, or the sweat running down between my shoulder-blades.

It was definitely from nervousness, because an achievement of mine prevents me from sweating at all due to wearing clothing that doesn't breathe, such as my embarrassing latex post-master uniform.

Its two forelegs reached forward gently when its eyes reopened, and took the paper carefully from my hands. It quickly skittered back half-a-dozen paces from me, and let out a chuckle as I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding.

“Thank you for doing this. I can find out how my friends are doing thanks to you. It was brave of you to face your fear and come back for my sake, I will not forget it. Nor will my friends, they should treat you kindly when you deliver for them in the future." The spider spoke kindly.

The whisper of its voice, paired with the squeaking of its moving mandibles did little to stop my nervousness.

I cleared my throat before giving him a nod and a smile. “You are too kind, thank you for the reference, I appreciate that. Is there anything else I can do for you? I'd like to register for the competition today, and I have to see a wolf about tilling a field before bed tonight."

The spider lifted its head up from the letter it held between its forelegs and looked at me with blinking eyes. “You're entering the competition? I may have to set aside some diapers for bidding after all."

I chuckled at seeing the sparkle of amusement in his eyes. “Well, at this rate, the dealer prize pool is going to be split a few different ways if I win. I'm going to have to really fight for first place."

“Thank you for the information, just remember the amount you win if multiple people bid on the winner, is based on how much of a percent of the total bets you made. If you bid fifty percent of the total prize pool, and the only other human who bid on you bets five percent of the total prize pool, you will still walk away with ten times as much winnings as the other person. And that is not including the twenty percent of total bets you earn just from winning." The spider advised.

“Thank you, very much. I never gambled much in life, and any advice I get is a huge advantage. I wish you the best of luck, and hope I don't let you down. Though, just in case you might want to also place bets of either a guy named Ryan, Lee, or Jonas. They're training just as-" I offered when I was interrupted by a blast of pink baby-powder to my face and a floating notification in front of my vision.

“Er sorry, world notification thing." I said sheepishly, getting a chuckle from the spider.

“Go ahead, I'll take your advice into consideration. It was a pleasure to meet you Steve, I hope to see you again soon. Perhaps your mail delivery would also apply to coffee in the future? What I wouldn't give for a cup." He said with a chuckle before he lifted off the ground with a rubbery stretching sound, and skittered back into the darkness once more.

Realm Notice:

Attention humans. It has come to my attention that there was a misunderstanding with the competition instructions. It seems I did not dumb down the instructions enough for you to handle.

The registration time for the competition has come to an end, however, none of you have entered, because you were supposedly under the impression that registration was from 6:00 pm today, until the challenge start. That is wrong.

However, because I am so magnanimous, and merciful, I will now give you humans until 8:00 pm tonight, two hours from now to register, after that, if you have not registered you will not participate.

You can register in front of the stage on the ground floor of the casino.

In two hours at 8:00 pm, you may start bidding. Competitors may only bid on themselves.

As far as you humans are concerned, my staff may only bid up to 10,000 diapers each. If they bid more than that, it will remain in a separate prize pool available to my staff only.

You humans may bid as much as you wish.

_ _

Another change I have implemented. You may now double, or triple the value of all of the wagers you make. Whether you win or lose your bets will all be doubled or tripled for this competition.

To double all of your bets, you will roll a provided six-sided dice. Two of the faces are neutral, meaning nothing changes if you land on them. This is a win.

Two of the faces give you complete bladder incontinence at night (from 10:00pm to 8:00 am) until the eve before next month's competition.

The last two faces cause complete incontinence (Bladder and bowel) at night (from 10:00pm to 8:00am) until the eve of next month's competition.

_ _

To triple all of your bets, you will roll a provided 8-sided dice. Two of the faces are neutral, and cause no changes.

Two of the faces cause complete bladder incontinence at all times until the eve of next month's competition.

Two of the faces cause complete incontinence at all times until the eve of next month's competition.

The last two faces cause complete incontinence, as well as cause you to helplessly orgasm every time you soil yourself at all times until the eve of next month's competition.

Should you fail a roll of the dice, I expect you to wear diapers during the time you are magically incontinent, because during those times, the diaper only rule for going to the bathroom will no longer affect you.

For every time you leave a puddle or mess on my floor, I will forcibly make you get railed on center stage by one of the maintenance staff. If you don't know who the maintenance staff are, I will only say they can keep going for hours and their semen can be measured in measuring cups.

So please, do roll the dice and stubbornly refuse to wear diapers, my staff can all use an entertaining show.

T.

_ _ “Shit, okay. Sorry, I have to go, I only have two hours to register or I can't enter! I'll see you later!" I said loudly, giving a passing wave to the lowing eyes shining from the back of the cave.

“Good luck!" Was the reply I barely caught as I touched the door handle and left, the world shifting in a familiar mirage of mixed colors, until I was sitting on a stool facing towards a slot machine.

It was a near blur as I hurried over to the bank. Yes, I know. The competition registry is over at the stage, but I had a plan.

I greeted the wolf with a smile as his instance blurred into sudden focus. “Hey there, how are you doing tonight?" I asked with a smile, walking up to the counter with obvious purpose.

“Good evening Steve! I am doing very well thank you. For the first time in a long time, I get to enjoy getting drunk, thanks to you inviting a copy of me to your room. It is very enjoyable, and just before you arrived, my copy was riding around on the back of the surprisingly soft dragon you also invited. I honestly haven't had this much fun in months." He replied with a bright smile of his own, before he placed his hands on the counter and gave me a professional smile.

“Now, seeing you rush over, I imagine you are wanting to withdraw diapers for the competition. I am happy to inform you that you may bid at the bidding counter directly from your account. Or is there another reason that you need my services?" He asked, an eyebrow raising curiously.

“That is really good to know, thank you very much. I actually was hoping to deposit everything I have here into my account? And can I pay to have them delivered up to my room on the fourth floor? I want people who see me register to think I'm down on my luck, and not the person they should bid on. So, if I win, I get a bigger percent of the prize pool." I replied, getting a snort of amusement from the wolf.

“Clever, I do like it. So, you are going to go register completely naked then?" He asked while he snapped his fingers, and other than my admittedly soaked ducky diaper, everything on me disappeared in a puff of pink baby powder.

I blushed slightly, considering it was the first time in a few days I had been this close to naked, without it being for sexual favor purposes. I cleared my throat. “Actually, I was wondering if I could get a two-point diaper from my account to change into? Not the cheapest, but still showing I don't have the money to burn."

“Very well, also a good choice if I may say so. If you would like, I would be happy to change you into your new diaper, and even dispose of your old one for you?" He offered with a smile, though one of his furred hands slipped behind the counter and I heard a slight rustle sound from the wolf.

I chuckled nervously before shaking my head slightly. “Unfortunately I don't have much time to register, and I doubt it would be just a simple diaper change, would it?" I asked with a smirk.

The wolf laughed. “Tell you what, give me one free beer upstairs, and I'll give you five wipes and I'll dispose of your diaper for you."

I grinned and nodded. “Sounds like an excellent deal to me, one free beer for you, if you have to, you can take the cost out of my account!"

With a snap of his fingers, a familiar green, fuzzy diaper appeared on top of the counter top, as well as a surprisingly large package of “Muddy Moose Extreme Clean Adult Wipes" Which I couldn't help but snort upon reading the brand name.

“You're too kind, I did not have to take the diapers from your account, but I appreciate the thought. Those are the best wipes available by the way. The kind of wipes that Lord Terinas and Tundra both use, as they are large, thick, and messy accidents cling to them better than any other wipe." He said, a hint of pride in his voice as he watched me grab the package alongside the diaper.

I raised a questioning eyebrow, which made him chuckle before explaining. “I promised you five wipes, I did not say which kind. I do have an ulterior motive however. When you get your bar properly running, I would hope you stock these wipes in the changing rooms."

I chuckled and nodded. “I'll give them a try. If they are the kind you want, then I will certainly have to do as you suggest. What is the difference between wipes though? Are these a lot different compared to the generic baby wipes we've grabbed before?"

He nodded so fast that I was worried he'd hurt his neck from the movement. “Absolutely. The ones you purchased before cost one diaper for two wipes. As you noticed, those are small, just a little larger than your hand. They are thin, and it is hard to keep your hands clean when wiping a dirty butt."

After I grimaced, he continued. “The next ones are a diaper a wipe, they are two inches larger squared than the cheap ones. They are also thicker and softer, and less likely to tear. Drawback is that they only come in as unscented."

He paused and then pointed an open palm towards the wipes I held in my hand. “And last, are the wipes you have in your hand. Those are ten diapers per wipe, and they are large enough for even lord Tundra to use without fear of getting his hand dirty. His wrist either. They come in many various scents, you just have to ask for what you want. Though baby fresh scent is the most popular scents among dealers. And they pull urine and feces towards them, leaving the skin completely clean with just one or two wipes."

He grinned at me, seemingly happy to provide me with the information free of charge. “Thank you so much, I appreciate it. If they work as well as you say, then those are certainly what I'll stock the changing rooms with. Ten diapers is a lot, but not as much as what I've spent on other things. I'll reserve them for staff only though."

He nodded with a bright smile as I casually began to pull on the tapes of my thoroughly soaked ducky diaper, to drop it to the ground between my feet. “I'm finally starting to get used to the infantile scents as well." I said, while removing the second-to last tape, my diaper barely holding onto my waist.

The wolf shook his head with a smile as I dropped my swollen diaper to the floor with a soft thud, the last tape releasing easily. “I am both impressed and horrified by how casual you are about changing your own diaper in front of others. You've only been here five days so far, and you're barely blushing. Also, you look a lot cuter without all of that hair on your diaper area." He teased with a chuckle as my cheeks suddenly grew a little hot.

I grumbled at the teasing, my cheeks a little warm as I replied “I guess I have been through a lot so far. Nothing will be as humiliating as when the fox maintenance staff pushed me into a diaper. After that, being naked is nothing. Also, do the swim diaper need to remove all the hair? My crotch looks like a ten-year-olds without it."

I cleared my throat as I pulled open the resealable wipe package and reached a pair of fingers inside to pinch the top of the first wipe. I couldn't stop my eyes from widening as I felt the thickness of the cold, wet towel between my fingers.

Yes, I said towel. It was thick, like a terry cloth bath towel, and soft like it as well. It was at least not textured like a bath towel, but it was smooth like silk .It felt like it was gliding between my fingers as I pulled it from the package.

I pulled the first one free, and it was as advertised. It was so large, I thought that it was not going to stop as I pulled it from the package.

It was a damn face cloth. The thick wipe was just barely under a foot squared, and I had little doubt it would make an amazing face cloth.

“Holy fuck." I whispered, placing it gently on one of my palms, and letting the rest of it drape over the inside of my forearm.

“They are nice as I said, only ten diapers each, and the maintenance staff can enjoy them as much as a used diaper. Or beer-filled diaper! Honestly, I'm amazed that they can get drunk. Anyways, since you didn't soil yourself one wipe should be more than enough to get you cleaned up." He explained with a wry smile.

I paused, and then blushed a little more as I did as intended, and pressed the cold wipe to my crotch. I sucked in a breath from the sudden chill against my hairless balls, but the wipe warmed quick from the contact.

I felt a cool tingle as the wipe slid wetly over my crotch, and as I rubbed it over my groin and balls slowly, I suddenly could actually feel clean. Like, as if all of the showers I had enjoyed in life couldn't come close to how clean it felt.

I looked up at the wolf who was giving me a knowing smile, and he simply lifted up his left arm from squeezing his crotch behind the counter, and tapped his wrist to remind me about the time.

I blushed and nodded, and I gripped the other end of the towel, and began to wipe between my butt cheeks. It was a drastically different feeling having a cold wipe running in sensitive places without hair, compared to all the times others had cleaned me before. But it was surprisingly nice.

Don't tell Terinas I thought that please?

I gave my diaper area a quick, yet thorough rub with the miniature towel, and I dropped it into the diaper laying on the floor beneath me, before I knelt down to ball it up. It was the courteous thing to do.

With the diaper balled up, I picked the thin, green diaper off of the floor and began to unfold it, frowning slightly at how thin it felt in comparison to the diapers I was becoming more used to wearing.

I had to shake my head slightly at the thoughts running through my head after taking a moment to rub at the padded inner lining. I was getting too used to my situation, and becoming picky about the thickness or softness of my diaper was still just too crazy for me.

“I'm going native." I mumbled, getting a chuckle from the wolf who was unashamedly standing up to watch me slide the opened diaper under my behind, audible squishing and the crinkling of plastic coming from out of sight.

I let out a sigh and then chuckled at the stupidity of my situation, and pulled the diaper up between my thighs, then tucked the sides snug against my groin.

“You know who you're betting on for the competition?" I asked casually as I pulled the diaper tight, and began to fasten the Velcro tapes.

Having no elastic in the front, back or wings of the diaper made the fitting awkward, and I was disappointed in my tape job.

I had to remind myself that I have changed very few of my own diapers up to this point. At least my achievements made it not stink now. Even mushroom clouds have silver linings, I guess.

“I'm just waiting for my choice to finally register, he seems to be running behind. Still, he has an hour and fifteen minutes I suppose. Plenty of time. Otherwise, I'll bid on my second choice who also said he hopes the Canadian Dumbass remembers to register like he should have done two days ago." The wolf grinned at me.

“Yeah, well I hope you win a lot of diapers off of the games. You can buy everyone a round in my bar!" I said with a smirk as I stood and adjusted my diaper how I could.

“Perhaps, that does sound like an excellent idea. I know a place that serves excellent beer and is very good company." He replied with a ponderous tone, his right hand stroking his chin while the left continued to squeeze and grope his crotch.

I nodded with solemn agreement as I placed the balled-up diaper onto the counter, receiving a wink for the effort.

“Thank you, Steve. Now, is there anything else I can do for you today?" He asked, his breathing becoming a little bit labored as he shamelessly groped himself.

“Actually yeah." I began, and he looked up at me with a professional smile, though his hand never left his groin. “I was wondering if there is a diaper bag or something, that withdraws diapers directly from my bank account, and possibly dispenses wipes I've already purchased, but keep stored with you? As much as I like my messenger bag, I need a bag I can use with any clothing set, or even when not out earning diapers."

The wolf frowned slightly at my request, before shaking his head sadly. “Unfortunately, no. Though that would be extremely convenient. Perhaps it might-“ He began before being cut off by a miniature explosion of pink powder on his bank counter.

When the powder dissipated, six diaper bags sat on the counter, as well as a laminated sheet of paper covered in customization options and prices for the newly created bags.

“Never mind, we do now. They are a little expensive, but the convenience should outweigh that." He replied, though he paused and looked at me with a knowing chuckle as my vision was suddenly blocked by another notification in pink baby-powder letters.

“Read your notification, they tend to be very useful." He spoke kindly to me, and I gave him an apologetic smile as I tried to see him through the letters.

Personalized Achievement Earned: Cushy Customs 1

You just cost me two-hundred-thousand diapers. My staff and I had a bet going as to the item that would get you this achievement. Your favorite wagon driver was the only one who guessed it would be some form of diaper bag.

_For coming up with an idea for an item, product, object or food that has never been conceived or created before and available for purchase, items that you've designed are now cheaper to buy.

This does not apply to simple changes to already existing items. Example: A pacifier that shines a different light depending on how horny the person nursing is. Also, that idea will be added to the shop shortly._

Items that you've created or designed are now 5% cheaper (additive) for you to purchase in the store or bars depending on the item. This bonus goes to a maximum of 100% discount.

First Achievement Bonus: You receive 5% (additive) of the base value of an item you've created directly into your bank account when a member of the staff or another human purchases the item in the future. Diapers earned this way are supplied directly by the casino, and this total can exceed 100%.

Personalized Achievement Bonus: Items you've designed with a base price of over 50,000 diapers are automatically soul bound to you. Items valued over 175,000 diapers are soul bound to you, and you may allow others to use it as well. This only applies to items you've designed and purchased yourself.

To achieve tier 2: You must design a total of five unique items, food or drink that has not been previously created for sale in the casino.

Items created: 1/5

“You may be right about getting to the fifth floor sooner rather than later. Just got another achievement." I said with a tired chuckle.

“I'm not surprised. It did give me a chance to read up on the new product however, would you like to go over options and prices now? You don't quite have enough for even the basic model, even with all the bonus diapers you've earned from beer sales." The wolf offered with a smile, while letting out a slow breath as he finally pulled his hand from his groin.

I thought for just a brief moment before nodding. “Yes please, just the abbreviated version though please?"

He nodded and went on with his explanation.

“Twenty thousand diapers will purchase you a simple diaper-bag. It costs an extra two thousand for any material that isn't latex, and another four thousand for a color that isn't pink. It lets you take only single point diapers from your account, and basic baby wipes. It has no storage space for anything other than the single diaper and the wipe dispenser."

“Eighty thousand for one that lets you adjust the value of the diaper you wish to withdraw using a dial on the shoulder strap. Another dial to select the type of wipe dispensed. It can hold eight of the twenty-point diapers, possibly less depending on if you select to withdraw a diaper thicker than ten-thousand. Ten thousand to change the color from pink, and five thousand to change the fabric from latex."

“One hundred, fifty thousand for a bag that has a five-foot cube sized dimensional space inside that reduces weight of the objects within almost completely. Price triples every time the storage space doubles. You can mentally select the size of diaper you wish to withdraw, and the type of wipe you wish to use. You can also deposit diapers directly into your bank account using the bag. For an extra thirty thousand, you can have an item stored inside magically appear in your hand using thought or deposit a held item in your bag using thought. Imagine a Portable Hole from Dungeons and dragons. This bag will always have the same design as the diaper you are wearing while you hold it, and it will yellow, swell and its wetness indicators will fade when yours does. It also only comes in diaper plastic." He finished with an amused grin.

“Thank you, just, why does everything have to be made of latex?" I asked with a groan, as my eyes looked over the different diaper bags the wolf pointed to during his explanations.

He chuckled and smirked at me in response as the bags disappeared from sight. “Simple, Lord Tundra loves it. If everyone wore thick shiny rubber over their diapers, their cum wouldn't always make such a mess on the floor when he shows up while horny."

I gave him the blankest look I could before shaking my head with a sigh. “Fair enough, I made a hell of a mess when he showed up mid change. Anyways, that's about everything I can think of for now, I better go register, then I need to earn as many diapers as I can to bet on myself with."

I readjusted my diaper before flashing the wolf a grin, shaking my head as he picked up my diaper and gave it a shameless whiff.

I turned around as the world shimmered once more, and I schooled my expression as best as I could in the short time before the instance faded behind me.

I looked around myself with tired eyes, not seeing any other humans near me, though there were a dozen milling around the registration desk by the stage. Nobody I recognized was there thankfully.

As I made my way slowly over, I saw that the back of the stage was a massive screen that extended from floor to ceiling, and forty feet in length.

On the screen were seventeen numbers. Beside each number was a photo of a person. Some were clothed, a few completely naked, and the rest were either in diapers, or a mix of clothes and diapers. Their pictures were followed up with their names, or in some cases, gamertags.

My friends had already registered for the competition thankfully. Ryan was number seven, Lee was number ten, and Jonas number twelve. Callum it seemed was not planning to register. Though I couldn't blame him.

I mentally wished them the best of luck, and my spirits rose thinking of us getting at least some of the winnings from the top four spots If I don't end up getting first at least.

I doubted the lanky ginger-haired man was really named “NightSlayer12". Otherwise, his parents needed a stern talking to.

Twenty feet to the right of the names was the value of the betting pool. It was mostly blank for the moment because betting hadn't started yet. But it was still quite informative.

Human Betting Pool Total

0

Staff Betting Pool Total

0

First Place Winnings: _10,000

Second Place Winnings: 5000

Third Place Winnings: 2500

Fourth Place Winnings: 1250

**Fifth…

Sixth…**_

“I believe Terinas said that at most each dealer will only place up to ten thousand diapers in the human betting pool, but they have another betting pool that they can bet as much as they want. I hope that separate pool doesn't count towards how much they can win from our pool. Be a lot of work for just ten-thousand." I thought to myself as I wove through the rather sparse crowd.

Seated at the table was a bored looking Terinas, who was flipping a wolf shaped dildo into the air and trying to stick its suction cup end on a ping-pong paddle held in his other hand. When the dildo landed on its side then bounced to the floor, the world around me shimmered and I entered yet another instance.

Once the world solidified, Terinas was standing instead of sitting, and smirking at me with amusement. “Finally made it I see." He purred.

I blinked. Where there was a table before with a white table-cloth, there now was a large horned creature on their hands and knees. They were dressed head-to-hoof in polished black latex, with a concealing gas-mask on their face that was form fitted for their curved horns, and a rubber cock sleeve with a small hose that dripped cum into a doggy bowl placed between their legs.

Behind them was a near-silent hydraulic fucking machine with an impressively large horse cock pumping in and out of the bound creature's backside. The sound of a lubed dildo pumping in and out made me shudder.

On their back between their shoulder blades was a large eight-sided dice, the size of a watermelon. It was made of a plush material, like one would use when making a plush toy for children. Beside it, in the middle of their back was a six-sided dice, the size of a cantaloupe and made of the same material.

Finally, right on top of their ass, was a piece of paper with a large blue crayon. The paper was slightly stained from the lube of the dildo, but it didn't affect any lines that needed to be signed. Two lines were on the paper, the first one was “Desired Name" and the second was “Signature".

“If you remember the notification, which I doubt as you humans really aren't that bright, you can throw a dice to triple, or double all the wagers you make for this competition. Do you remember the risks of each dice?" Terinas asked with a purr, as I blinked away from how sturdy the huffing sheep was staying, despite his situation.

“I do, and I'll throw the dice for tripling. But, what numbers do what, and when does the effects take, well, effect?" I asked, swallowing a bit of nervousness down. I really did not want to cum when I crapped myself.

Terinas clapped his hands together in amusement, and flashed me a mischevious grin. “Wonderful, I knew you would throw a dice. This makes up for you costing me so many diapers with your achievement. There are only four of you humans brave enough so far to throw a dice, though you are the first to go for a triple."

He purred in delight before continuing his explanation, moving around behind the sheep to adjust a dial on the fucking machine, slowing it down slightly in its thrusts.

“The effects begin immediately and last until registration closes for the next competition. Like the other humans I will offer you a game to delay the effects if there are any. You must agree without knowing the game, and before throwing the dice. Do you agree?"

I paused only briefly before nodding. I was in a casino, why not gamble everything right?

“Perfect!" He purred, slowly pouring a small bottle of lube onto the steadily thrusting toy as he talked. He snapped his fingers on his free hand and a large wheel covered in flashy lights and sparkly numbers appeared beside me.

It was double my height in diameter and it had a pointed arrow at the top that would bounce off of the pegs as the wheel spun, to finally land on a number.

“Rules are simple, spin the wheel. You have a fifty percent chance for the effects of your dice roll to happen immediately, Twenty-five percent chance to happen one day from now, fifteen for it to happen twenty-four hours after the end of the challenge, and ten for it to not take effect at all. Now, you have thirty seconds to spin the wheel, if you don't, I will pick a number for you, and you already know what that number will be." Terinas grinned.

He snorted in amusement as I immediately turned to the wheel and grasped one of the cool spokes above my head. Taking in a breath, I let it out slowly between my teeth as I heaved.

My new strength from my time on the farm showed as the wheel whirred, the arrow bouncing fast enough off of the pegs to be a red blur. “Nicely done, does not get more random than that. I expected you to spin it slowly to try to maximize your chance of getting a good number. You don't seem to be above cheesing things, like I'm sure you plan to do in the competition." Terinas spoke, purring in amusement as I smacked myself in the forehead with an open palm.

We both watched in amicable silence as the reflective wheel spun, and it noticeably began to slow before us.

I held my breath when it slowed enough to see the individual names of each section of the wheel. “Immediate" “24Hr" “74Hr" and the illustrious “Negated" ticked by, spread apart and mixed amongst one another in a way that could make any one of them the potential outcome.

It slowed almost painfully, my chest aching from my bated breath, when it finally stopped.

I exhaled noisily as I looked at the number on the wheel, and it could have been worse. “At least nobody will be able to tell right now that you threw a dice." Terinas purred, as I stared at the highlighted “24Hr" symbol.

It wasn't the worst outcome, but, the fact that the arrow was stopped a mere centimeter from landing on the “Negated" tag kind of hurt.

“Now, grab your dice and throw it into the air as high as you can. And then pick a name to be known as for your challenge. It can be changed next competition, so don't worry about picking something stupid." Terinas advised as he walked over to the front of the sheep, and dropped his big boss pants down to reveal a thick, and thoroughly soaked diaper around the tiger's waist.

Terinas gently grabbed the lone air filter on the sheep's gas mask, and he slipped it into the leak guard of his diaper. The sheep let out it's first noise, which turned out to be a huffing moan as more semen spurt from the tube on his cock into the doggy bowl beneath him.

Hesitantly, I stepped beside the chuckling Terinas, and grasped the eight-sided dice.

Ignoring the sheep, I glanced it over, turning it in my hands. Two of the sides were blank, two had a white diaper that was soaked in the crotch, two were soaked in the crotch, and visibly brown and lumpy in the back. The final two were soaked, lumpy in the seat, a visible boner straining against the inside of the diaper, with semen dripping out of the leg guards and over the waistband.

I clutched the die tightly in both hands, my hands sinking into the plush fabric as I gripped it. I took in a deep breath, ignoring the chuckle from the tiger currently playing with his toy, and then I threw it directly into the air above me, adding on as much spin as I could.

“Hope my luck holds out." I said as I watched it spin in the air, rising higher and higher, until it began to drop. Spinning rapidly, it descended towards the casino floor like a fluffy meteor, only to hit the floor a few feet in front of me with a soft “paff". It bounced twice, and rolled impossibly slow.

Finally it teetered on a single edge for what seemed like forever, my vision hyper focused on the slow tilt between a bad option, and a worse option. Sadly, my luck was not completely in my favor, as the brightly colored dice landed on its final edge, decreeing me completely incontinent for forty days.

“How delightful! You were already filling your pants, so nothing really changes for you. Though I was hoping you would have a nice big orgasm every time you filled your diapers, I'm willing to settle. Unless you wish to go double or nothing?" Terinas purred in amusement, letting out a snort as I violently shook my head in the negative.

“Nope, quit while you're behind. Will I at least regain my control after a month is over?" I asked with a defeated sigh, lifting a hand to flip the fuzzy dice on the floor the bird.

“You will have your current level of control by this time next month. Now, make sure you bet nice and high. The bigger the pot, the more you humans are willing to lose to get it. Now, just fill in the name you wish to be known as, and give your actual signature." Terinas purred, waving a hand to the lube-stained sheet of paper balanced on the sheep's rump.

I stepped over to the sheep once more, and gently plucked the pen off of his rubber clad lower back. As gentle as possible, I signed my name, and then after a brief thought, I chose my stage-name.

The moment I set the pen back down on the sheep's back, the world shimmered as usual and I found myself once again around my fellow humans, looking up at the registration board, and saw my name coming in as number 20.

**17: _Colin

18: Gordon

19: Shade

20: Frozenpawpadz_**

** ** I know what you're thinking. Who in their right mind would name themselves Shade? Some people need a life eh?

Yeah, my name is pretty stupid, but Frozenpawpadz was the name I used for practically any website I visited while I was alive, and it's the name that helped me pretty much be anybody other than myself. It holds a special meaning, okay?

With nothing else to do for the next hour and a bit, I made my way past all the other people, ignoring the folks who gave me strange looks from my chosen name, though from what I could tell, nobody recognized me.

Making my way past everyone, I quickly found myself up on the fourth floor and surprisingly not completely out of breath.

I gave the diaper creatures a wave and a smile as I passed them by, only to be interrupted by yet another notification the moment I reached for the door handle. I was kind of proud that I didn't flinch for once.

Achievement Earned: Drink for the Gods 2

I have never seen my maintenance staff drunk before. Thank you for the show. You should look into getting the Tavern Wench clothing set, I'm rather proud of it! Or, I guess you can be boring and get the Bartender set like a loser.

For serving your personal alcohol supply to members of the staff, you now gain bonus diapers while giving drinks to staff members.

For serving at least 100 alcoholic beverages from your personal supply to a member of the staff, Terinas or Tundra, you now gain a bonus 10% to diapers (additive) earned while serving your own alcohol to members of the staff, Terinas or Tundra. Bonus diapers are rounded down to the nearest diaper, with leftovers carrying onwards with unlimited time between sales.

First Achievement Bonus: Buying alcohol or alcohol supplies from the store is now 10% cheaper (multiplicative).

Personalized Achievement bonus: The console upgrade for charging an entry fee for humans and staff is 10% cheaper (Multiplicative). Tip jars are 20% cheaper (Multiplicative) and now actually exist for purchase in the store.

_Bonus Diapers: 20%

Current Alcohol and Alcohol Supplies cost: 81%

Entrance Fee Console Upgrade Cost: 81%

Tip Jar Purchase Cost: 64%_

_To achieve tier 3 of this achievement: Serve 500 alcoholic drinks from your personal stash to a member of the staff, Terinas or Tundra.

Drinks served: 1/500_

_ “Damn, that's a lot of beer, then again, the first hundred went fast."_ I thought to myself, before shaking my head and grasping the doorknob and entering my apartment.

As my room shimmered into being, I was greeted by the sound of laughter, and heavy crinkling echoing down the hallway towards me.

I grinned a bit and made my way down the hall, with my bare feet slapping the wood floor beneath me. I rounded the corner and stepped into the entrance way for the room proper and my jaw dropped slightly.

Other than the gorilla and the rubber cow dealer, all of the staff were drunk and collapsed onto different spots on the floor. The large diaper-dragon was laying on his back near my bedroom, snoring a loud rumbling snore, with the diaper fox sleeping against his thoroughly soaked crotch, nuzzling the dragon's saturated diaper as if it were the most comfortable pillow in the world.

The wolf was passed out in the diaper-rabbit's lap, his diaper leaking onto the ground, while the rabbit was snoring with half a beer-soaked diaper hanging out of her mouth.

The diaper bear was passed out on the bar, face planted in a beer-soaked diaper of his own.

Jonas was sleeping beside him on the large bench, hand grasping empty air as if his beer cup had disappeared.

Lee was sitting on the windowsill above the stage, looking out over the setting sun as the scenery passed below the airship. Small tufts of pinkish clouds breaking against the hull as we seemingly passed through them. A massive moon was passing above a mountain range in the distance, at least five times the size of earths moon, and it had a rotating ring circling around it for added effect.

Finally Callum was standing behind the bar, in the process of sorting the small mountain of diapers that had been dropped onto the counter, organizing them into their individual stacks of twenty-point diapers, and the five-point diapers.

Because of course the staff had to pay twenty-five diapers for a drink, instead of keeping things even.

I waved over at the cow who was currently breastfeeding the gorilla, his large hand squeezing the breast in his mouth hard enough that it would bruise a flesh-and-blood person. She looked a bit flushed, but she gave me a lust-filled smile and returned the wave. The gorilla greeted me with his back turned by filling his diaper enough to admittedly impress me a bit.

** ** I stepped over to the bar and sat down on the large bench near Jonas, letting Callum continue what he was doing for a few more seconds without interruption. Honestly, there were a lot of diapers to sort.

“Pretty good haul eh?" I asked with a grin as Callum jumped and swore.

“Fuck Steve, don't sneak up on me dammit." He groaned, before taking in a deep breath and releasing it.

“Yeah, damn good haul. Did you know you got twenty-five diapers per drink? The maintenance staff really got into it, paid their tabs automatically the moment they passed out. I think you've got over two thousand diapers worth over here." He said before shaking his head with an amused grin.

“Yeah, I just got the second tier for the achievement the moment I got here. I think for every drink sold to staff I get…" I paused, thinking of all of the different achievements I had already amassed. “Uh, I think I'll be getting five diapers in my bank account. Unless…" I trailed off into silence.

Callum watched me as I tapped my fingers over the bar counter, my brows furrowed as I thought. “Sorry, going to ponder out loud. My achievement that doubles diapers earned while doing things for staff, if it only applies to my bonus diapers, I'll get ten diapers in my account for every beer sold. If it applies for everything though, I think I'll be getting thirty-five diapers for every beer sold. How many have we sold so far?"

Callum raised his brows before chuckling. “Well, from the looks of things we have just under twenty-five hundred here. So, just under a hundred sales today I imagine." He supplied.

“So, forty letters at twenty-eight per letter… er, one thousand, one hundred and twenty. Double for achievement, then double again for clothes. I should have just under forty-five hundred from letters in my account." I said, doing the math by drawing on the countertop with my fingertip. Callum chuckled softly before grabbing another stack of diapers and stashing them under the counter.

“So, either I have almost five-thousand, five hundred ish, or under eight thousand. Wish me luck." I said, taking in a breath before reaching to my chest and grasping the bank token I always had hanging there.

7147

“Looks like I get thirty-five bonus diapers. That is going to ramp up fast when we get this place up and running. I was off with my math, because I forgot that I only got two and a half bonus diapers before this upgrade. Either way, this is damn good." I said with a bright grin, reaching over to grasp one of the bright red disposable cups.

Callum grabbed one of the cups as well and we each took a turn to pour ourselves a drink, taking a moment to relax in silence.

A few minutes passed as we nursed our drinks, both looking towards the window on the far side of the room, watching the red skies slowly darken as the sun set out of view.

“That will never get old." I said with a sigh after about ten minutes, the sun had set completely and the world slowly grew darker as twilight set in, the silvery glow of the slowly rising moon taking over lighting the world for us to continue enjoying the view.

“Yeah, I agree with you there." Was Callum's reply, and I could hear the smile in his voice. Though, there was something else there.

The silence dragged on for a few moments before Callum spoke up, ignoring the loud snore from Jonas. “Hey Steve, sorry man, but I'm not going to register in the competition." He spoke softly, more nervous than I've heard him before.

“It's no problem man, don't sweat about it eh?" I replied. I honestly figured it would happen, this world was harder for Callum to get used to than any of us, and it would be cruel and unfair to expect him to do the same shit I was.

“It's just, there's no way I could do any of the challenges… wait what?" He mumbled, before what I said registered completely.

“Dude, seriously it's cool. I don't expect you to do the same shit I do, and it would be cruel for me to do so. Just because I'm shameless, doesn't mean you have to be. We've only been here five days and we have eternity to get our shit sorted. So, just relax, acclimate to this world as slow as you need and know we all have your back." I said with a shrug, before holding out my fist for him to bump with his own.

“Plus, now you can take all of Ryan, Lee and Jonas's diapers and bet them on me." I added when his knuckles hit mine.

That's a great idea man, they won't have to work as hard or keep up with you Though Ryan said all of his bets are doubled Poor bastard is going to be wetting the bed at night. He's in the showers right now, he can tell you when he gets back." He supplied.

“Damn, poor guy, but his roll could have been worse I guess. Thinking about it now though." I said, pausing briefly. “Maybe I should take everyone's diapers to bet, all of my bets are tripled right now."

Callum let out a sigh and shook his head. “God dammit Steve. What did you roll? Are you going to be shooting a load every time you crap yourself at the bar?" He chuckled.

“I bet you a hundred diapers that he rolled the dice, and got lucky enough to keep full control." Lee spoke softly, pulling up to the bar with his notebook in hand.

“I'll take that bet. Hundred diapers says he has no bladder control. He flew too close to the sun, I know it." Callum said, holding out his hand.

I waited after they shook, both of them turning to me with expectant looks. “Well, I wish I were that lucky, I'm going to be wearing diapers for the next forty days, and tomorrow I will lose full control. Thankfully I'm not going to be shooting a load when I fill my pants though."

They both looked to me and then shrugged. “I was going to give you all my diapers anyways, having you place the bets is the best idea. The rest of us just have to do well enough to make the top four, though you still have to run the whole time." Lee said, sitting down on the bench beside me.

“I'm still not going to change your diaper." Callum said. “And if you shit yourself, I hope you'd work your magic mumbo jumbo and change asap."

I snorted and nodded. “Don't worry, on the bright side, unlike you guys, my shit don't stink."

Callum raised an eyebrow. “Oh? Achievement, or just joking?"

“Achievement. You guys helped me earn it while I was riding around inside of our crinkly friend. Not a fun one to get, and I hope to never do it again." I explained.

“Yeah, you can have that one." Lee said with a shake of his head.

“So yeah, tomorrow when everyone sobers up, we'll transfer our diapers to your account, and you can place the bets." Callum suggested as he poured all of us a beer. Since he was on the far side of the counter, it seemed to be his job for the moment.

“Sounds good. Though I suggest staggering the bets, don't bet a million diapers in one chunk, though still bet large enough to get others to start betting as well. And we can all go to the betting table together, throw off the guesses." Lee suggested.

“I think I'll go do four hours of farm work. See if I can get the next tier of the achievement for that burning sensation achievement. Any chance you guys know where the horse outfit is? May as well take advantage, knowing what I'm getting into." I said with a shrug, taking a drink of my beer.

“Right over here." Callum said, walking along the bar a dozen feet in the direction of the storage room I built onto it, and disappeared under the counter.

I raised a questioning brow at Lee who explained. “Anything we have that can be useful to others when not in use, we decided to store behind the bar. I'll be picking up whiteboard markers, and getting you to make a whiteboard behind the bar so we always know what's available. Your postmaster outfit is back there too. We agreed to pick up a number of different sets for different situations, so any of us can go earning at any time." He explained as Callum dropped a bundle of rubber clothing onto the counter in front of me.

“It's early, but I was thinking we should get a few sets of each. A few postmaster sets, a few bartender sets, and a few horse sets. They're useful in too many different situations. Look at when you were delivering letters. If you had the horse set with you as well when you were tilling that field, who knows how many diapers you could have earned with your free spins?" Callum spoke with a grin.

I thought for a moment and nodded. “Yeah, would have been really useful for sure. I wonder if there is a magic bag or jewelry at the store that lets you store uniforms inside. Or, something that lets you, in video game terms, instantly equip a set directly from your bank account. I bet they're pricey though-“ I cut myself off as a bunch of pink powder flooded my vision, coalescing into familiar words.

Achievement update: Cushy Customs 1

Geeze, give you a simple achievement, and you have to power-level it as soon as possible. I should give you cooldowns, you RPG nerd. Or is it Geek?

You have created two new items available for purchase in the store.

Bags and/or accessories that allow you to store clothing sets inside. Clothing sets may be withdrawn by speaking an assigned passphrase.

Accessories that allow you to instantly equip and/or wear an assigned clothing set from your bank account with a spoken passphrase. Higher value items can be attuned to multiple clothing sets.

“Another cheevo?" Callum asked with a roll of his eyes.

I chuckled and shook my head. “Just an update. Earned a new one about an hour ago for inspiring Terinas to make something that wasn't already available to buy in the store. I just got an update for inspiring him to make two more things I guess. Seems they didn't already have something to store clothes, or something to instantly equip them."

I flashed a smirk. “Maybe until now, Tundra just got off watching guys put on rubber the slow way."

Callum shook his head in amusement though my smile fell away smoothly as I voiced a thought that had been running through my head ever since I received my first custom achievement.

“What's up dude?" He asked gently.

“Just thinking, there must be millions of alternate versions of this world, yet not a single person asked for a bag that withdraws diapers and wipes directly from their bank account? Or something to let them equip a clothing set in an instant?" I shook my head as I looked down at my half-finished beer in my hands.

“What are you getting at?" He asked, a frown crossing his face as he watched me intently.

“Just thinking, all those other worlds must have been around for thousands of years, or millions even. How terrible must those dealers be treated if no-one has shown enough interest for something so simple to be created? Am I the first person to actually show any interest in the way these worlds work?" I chuckled, though with no small amount of mirth.

Callum stood silently as he poured himself another beer. He looked at me as if waiting for me to continue talking.

“You're right, there's nothing I can do about it. Absolutely nothing. What I can do, is keep doing what I'm doing and make all the staff here happy. My goal hasn't changed, and I'm making good progress." I said, shaking my head and flashing Callum a genuine grin, the corners of his own mouth turning up slightly.

“What is your goal again?" He asked, before lifting his cup and pouring his beer down his throat like a drinking champion.

“Simple, make as many friends as possible." I replied while raising my own cup and then chugging its contents.

He shook his head in amusement, though he didn't argue.

I set my cup on the bar and pushed off the counter, to stand with a slight grunt.

“Heading out to become filthy rich?" He asked with an amused smirk.

I gave him a nod of confirmation as I wrapped my hands around the pile of cool, black rubber, feeling the weight of the fabric in my arms. “Yeah, I think so, though I'm going to change into a better diaper before I do.:

“Training montage?"

“heh, yeah, training montage."

“Good luck dude." Callum said without any teasing in his voice, as he planted one of the twenty-point diapers on my pile of rubber and hooves.

With a single nod of thanks, I turned towards my bedroom, singing the intro to “The Final Countdown" smirking as I heard a familiar feline's chuckle echoing around me as I did so.

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“Oh ho! Ya came back, and look at you!" Came a familiar voice as I shakily stood up on my hooves. One of my mitts helping me keep my balance against the slot machine as I walked around it to greet the familiar wolf.

I found out that the accessory of my rubber horse set was quite useful. As long as I had the bit gag in my teeth, I could see though the eyes of the hood whether I had the blindfold attachment on or not. It worked excellent with helping me keep my identity hidden from all of the other humans roaming around.

Using my left hand, the only part of my body that was not covered by rubber, I dropped my extra hoof-mitt to the grass floor and reached up to unzip my hood.

When my hood was free from my head, I took in a deep, noisy breath and then wiped my drool covered mouth with my rubber clad forearm. “Hey there, good to see you again! If it's not too late, I was wondering if you would be okay with me doing a bit of fieldwork for the next few hours?" I asked, flashing the farmer a grin.

She smirked and nodded, crossing her arms and leaning against the familiar wagon. “Lookin' to earn a lot of diapers eh? Ya know how it works, though yer gag isn't gonna work if ya wanna earn the most ya can." She advised.

“For sure! Turns out the gag isn't an important part of my suit. I get the bonus even if I use your gag, so it will all work out. I can also unsnap the crotch so you get a view as we go around." I said with a smirk.

“Fair enough. Ya wantin' me to give ya an enema again?" She asked curiously as she pushed off of her cart and made her way over to me, undoing the shoulder straps of her coveralls, and dropping them to the grass beneath her bare paws.

Her diaper was thick and swollen, and showing signs that is was going to be close to leaking, though she showed no discomfort as she moved to help me pull my hood back on.

Her eyes sparkled with amusement as she unsnapped the rubber bit-gag from my hood, ignoring the drool that clung to it and she placed in on top of the slot machine.

“Yes please, and you can push in as far as you're comfortable with. I need the practice. From the sounds of things, there are some pretty large cocks I'm going to need to handle for the best speed." I replied as the thick latex slid over my face, pulled tightly into place as if fit perfectly snug against me.

Without the gag, my vision was completely blocked off and other than the small holes in the nose, mouth and ears, my hood was airtight. I was not completely blind and helpless thanks to the wolf.

“Yer such a good little pony. Wasn't expectin' ya to come back after how much I worked ya yesterday." She said, as I felt a large, fuzzy hand grasp my wrist and cool rubber sliding over my fingertips.

I kept my hand steady as she pulled my bondage mitten back on for me, but I chuckled. “I try my best, but I'm not sure if Terinas told you anything about me, I am becoming quite an achievement hoarder." I replied with a chuckle, flexing my hand inside the tight rubber mitt.

“He has not, how many do ya got now if ya don't mind me askin'?" She asked as she stepped around me, and I felt her fingers grasp the rubber flap that covered my ass and crotch. One by one she began to unsnap them, exposing my twenty-point diaper to the world.

I actually had to pause and think about my response, I even reached up with a hoof to rub the side of my head, and the squeaking of rubber against rubber reverberated in my hood.

“Uh, not sure exactly, but I think I'm either at fifty-two achievements. Maybe fifty-three? Though only forty-eight or nine are first achievements." I said before shrugging, noticing her pause in releasing my crotch snaps.

She burst out laughing, a deep boisterous laugh that even made me grin. It was infectious.

“Tha's a good 'un! Fifty 'chievements ye say! Fine don't tell me, Ha! Yer funny!" She chuckled, and snickered, unable to see the frown on my face.

So, I did the only thing I could think of. “Would you like to bet on it?" I asked, my voice as teasing as I could manage, only to make her chuckle even further.

My words must have registered after a moment, because her chuckling trailed off, and once again she stopped removing my crotch flap. “Yer serious? Shit. How are ye still sane? Or is it all stuff like buying expensive breakfasts, or drinkin' a lot of coffee?"

I nodded slightly. “I have a couple mundane ones, like intentionally crapping myself, and drinking a lot of coffee. But, I've also done a lot of extreme things for a few different dealers over the past week. Hell, five of my achievements are personalized."

“Tundra's Nutsack." She whispered under her breath before she pulled the rubber cover free. I felt her fumble with the harness on my back for a moment, and I realized she was tying the rubber cover to it. It was an excellent idea.

After some silence, she helped guide me over towards the cart harness and helped me fit my head into the padded harness that seriously looked like an inflated toilet seat.

“Ye must have at least a few first achievement bonuses then?" She asked as she messed around with a few buckles, clipping them onto my harness and giving them a few firm tugs to test how secure they were.

“Yup, I think I only need one or two more to have fifty of them." I supplied with a shrug, only blushing once I felt her grasp the waistband of my diaper and pull it down slowly, pausing only briefly before chuckling softly.

“If ye got the firsts, then not every human is as crazy as you. Tha's a good thing, don' know if we could handle keepin' an eye on all of ye." I heard the grin in her voice, before I felt something familiar and hot press between my cheeks.

I leaned forward slightly as her cock tip pressed against my hole, and it was already slick thanks to being confined in her thoroughly soaked diaper, and other than a bit of groaning and heavy breathing from me, she was able to push slowly further and further into my backside.

“I'm about a quarter in, lemme know when ya wan' me ta stop." She spoke softly, her voice breathy as she concentrated on sliding into my backside.

I gave a awkward grunting noise through clenched teeth as a response, already she had me stretched four inches round, and if I remembered her rough size, I had a few more inches to go.

I was thankful for the bonuses I earned early on. Thanks to the pink rubber cow, the pain in my backside as I was stretched slowly past my limits was dulled significantly, and my body was much greater at adapting to larger sized cocks in a short period.

“Keep going." I grunted out as she eased into me. “Please." I forced out in a hiss. My legs were quivering, and if it weren't for the harness and buckles attaching me to the cart, I likely wouldn't have been able to stay upright.

I felt a gentle hand on my waist as the wolf paused in her pushing. “Yer doin' great, but I know ya are already past yer limit. I'm takin' a break, so I don't break you. Few minutes and I'll push a little more."

She let out a breath. “Yer already near five inches, tha's crazy. Ya weren't a size queen when ye were alive were ya?" He asked with a slightly chuckle.

I was rapidly adjusting to the bulk stretching of my backside, though the heat radiating from her shaft was making my whole body feel hotter. Despite adjusting, I still could only shake my head and let out a breath in response.

“I see, well, yer doin' amazin' fer someone who'se only been here five days. Yer a monster, and I mean tha' in a good way." She replied with a snort, pushing my breath out of me once more as she pushed slowly into me a little further.

“Yer adjustin' fast too." She said with a low whistle, her shaft sliding slowly into me, bit by bit.

“It's like yer ass is already lubed, ya must have done some crazy achievements for that."

The next thirty minutes passed with her slowly easing further and further into me, her seven-inch thick cock stretching my hole as far as it was willing to go, and I had finally managed to take the wolf all the way up to the base of her knot.

Her twelve-inch-thick knot.

I was wheezing for air too much to be able to say anything coherent, but I was sure she realized I was definitely not wanting to take her knot.

At all.

She had wrapped her arms around me in a hug as she leaned her ear against my hood, just in case I tried to say something. And I tried, though lightheaded and it took a while, I finally squeezed out the word “Cum."

It might not sound too impressive, but with a hot pointed cock rearranging your insides and pressuring your lungs, you try speaking in more than a wheeze.

“Ya want me ta try fuckin' ya?" She asked, her voice full of awe.

“Even my Sissymoo never could handle me fuckin' them, ya sure?" She asked, her voice filled with concern.

All I could do was nod slowly, my achievement allowing me to draw slight breath even though my lungs were under so much pressure. Despite this, I was seeing sparkles in my vision, which was impressive because my sight was pitch-black thanks to my pony hood.

“If yer sure. I haven't cum in anythin' other than diapers or rubber panties in years." She did admit, taking in a slow breath after her comment.

She slowly pulled back from me, and air rushed into my lungs in a groaning gasp, sweet, delicious rubber scented air.

She slowly pulled out of me, until she was nearly half-way free and then she reversed and began to push into me once more, causing air to slowly push out of my lungs like a slowly deflating bellows.

I grit my teeth and groaned as yet again she stretched me to well past my limit, but must faster and easier than the last time. My main problem was the struggle to take in air.

Still, other than the harness holding me up because my legs no longer had an ounce of strength, she took my lack of complaining as permission to slowly increase her speed.

Placing both of her hands on my waist, she slowly increased her pace, and after two minutes of gently raising her pace, she was beginning to moan slightly herself.

“Mmf, good pony, such a good little pony for Mama." She panted as her wet shaft pumped in and out of my torso backside with a steady rhythm. I was beginning to breathe easier as well, getting the hang of having my chest cavity compressed.

If I didn't get an achievement from this, well, maybe I'd have to do more mundane things first.

She quickly began to hump into me with enough force to make me rock in my harness, her knot spreading my ass cheeks slightly as it rammed against my tailbone harder and harder.

I lost track of how long she fucked me for, but it felt like minutes of steady slapping before I helplessly came into my diaper. I grit my teeth and let out a groan that rose in pitch with each thrust the wolf made, and my seed splattered hard against the inside of my childish diaper which absorbed it thirstily.

This made the wolf groan as her heavy breathing gave her a strong whiff of my orgasm, and she teased me as I helplessly continued to dribble despite my aching balls. “Such a good -huff- pony. Getting yer -huff- diapers all sticky -huff- like a hnng-“

She let out a whimpering groan as she thrust hard into me, her own teeth gritting as she let out a moaning breath and my bowels flooded rapidly with a strong blast of hot sticky seed. She rammed hard into me again and again, filling my insides thoroughly with her cum.

Whining slightly, her hard thrusts quickly slowed to softer, quick pumps as she tried to milk her balls into me for all they were worth, as if she never expected to orgasm again.

She wrapped her arms over my shoulders and placed her not insignificant weight over me as she gently rocked her hips, her breathing laboured.

Once she stopped her thrusts and focused on catching her breath, unlike me who struggled thanks to her shaft pressing deep inside me, though it slowly became easier as her cock began to soften. “Sissy mare. I was gonna say sissy mare before ma balls interrupted." She said between pants, I could hear the grin in her voice.

She slowly began to pull her softening cock from my heavily abused ass. Though I shouldn't complain, it's not like I went for hours, only minutes that felt like it.

I would have complained, but despite her pulling from my ass, I still felt bloated, and my belly gurgled noisily as it became eager to empty her seed into my diaper, and I was ready to do that as well. I could practically taste her cum on my breath.

“Ah, nearly forgot." She said, and I heard a smack after her left hand released my waist, as if she smacked herself on the forehead.

I let out an incoherent groan as a question.

“Why did she stop pulling out?"

My question was answered shortly as she pulled out some more, until I was only stretched a comfortable five-inches, and then I felt a now-familiar spray of hot liquid into my backside, to mix with her sticky orgasm inside me.

She laughed breathily at my indignant groan.

“Ya did good. Very good. Lettin' me fuck ya is worth five hundred diapers I'd wager. Followin up with a piss? Another two. Let yer legs an' hips recover, then we'll till a few hours. How's that sound?" She explained, which immediately improved my mood.

Seems nearly suffering death by snu-snu pays exceptionally well. With my pony play set, and achievement, in the past hour I'd earned two-thousand-eight-hundred diapers worth of free spins. That took me hours last time!

Before I replied, I remembered another achievement I earned, that I had completely forgotten about. Any pony stuff earned me another 50%. How the heck was it calculated?

“That sounds -pant- good." I breathed and relaxed in the harness as her cock slipped from my behind wetly. She even had the gall to wipe her cock off on my exposed buttcheeks.

“Can I ask a question?" I asked after I caught my breath, not even bothering to hold in my forthcoming accident as she pulled my diaper back up into place.

“Sure thing, what can I do fer ya?" She asked, her voice amused as I noisily emptied a wet slurry of piss and cum into the seat of my diaper, hot liquid spreading over my ass cheeks and all the way up to my balls and flaccid member. I didn't care anymore.

“How is the bonuses towards earning diapers calculated? I have a couple achievements that have different multipliers." I explained.

“Go on?" She said, and I heard the stretching of rubber coming from off to my side, likely the feeding gag shorts of hers.

“Well, I have an achievement that doubles diapers earned, this suit of mine that also doubles diapers earned, and another that gives me another fifty percent bonus diapers which is also additive?" I struggled to explain.

“Ya know basic math yeah? Brackets, equasions, division, multiplication, addition and then subtraction right? Let's say ya got another achievement, gives another double to diapers. And let's say ya upgraded yer suit to a triple bonus. Hypothetically." She said patiently as she squeaked her rubber outfit on.

I nodded and she continued. “In that case, ya would have a times two, another times two, and a times three. Ya would multiply tha base diapers earned by tha'. So, let's say ya got a hundred diapers, tha' would double to two hundred, then double to four hundred, then triple to twelve-hundred. No matter how ya multiply it, ya wind up the same total." She explained cheerfully.

Then with yer fifty percent additive bonus, yer one-hundred diapers turns inta eighteen-hundred. Multiply before adding. That make sense?" She asked.

Just as I gave my first nod of understanding, I felt her grab onto the muzzle of my hood and hold my face still, as she buckled what I assumed was the tube gag onto the left side of my hood.

“So, with yer seven-hundred diapers so far, how many will ya earn with yer actual bonuses?" She asked, her voice testing.

I shuddered slightly as I accidentally released another watery, and noisy load into the seat of my diaper, but the harness stopped me from squatting too far down. I felt my left hoof lift off of the ground slightly.

Once I calmed down, I said “From seven-hundred? Uh, four-thousand, two hundred?" I asked, my voice trailing off and my eyes went wide at the sheer numbers.

“Exactly, smart lil' pony. We kin figure out how ya want yer spins to be divided later. Any other questions afore we till some fields?" She asked, her voice excited at the prospect.

“I was wondering how I plant seeds by using the cart?" I asked, feeling her push the rubber bit into my mouth, shutting off any further questions until we were done tilling the field for the day.

I bit down on the bit slightly as she cinched it up tightly to my hood, rendering me unable to spit it out even if I wanted to. Now, I was both blind, bound and gagged.

“I have an attachment for the cart tha pushes seeds into tha soil as we move over it. I pull a lever, it stops pushin' seeds." She replied from directly behind me, and I heard the cart creak noisily behind me, the rubber tube hooked to my gag gently slapping my cheek and neck as it swayed.

The front of the cart and my harness lowered down, as if a brake was released, and I felt the full weight of my harness pull me towards the ground, with my hips aching in protest.

“All right little mare, let's plow yer fields." The wolf called from behind me while giving the reins a gentle snap.

I let out a groan around the gag, actually glad to have it to bite onto as I pushed through the pain in my hips, and my hooves dug into the grass.

As I inched forward, far easier than last time, I gave the wolf one last noisy mess to watch as I pulled the cart towards my field.

---

Four-and-a-half hours later I was laying on my back in the grass, heaving for air, while using my hood and hoof-mittens as a makeshift pillow under my head.

The wolf was between my legs, once again wearing her thoroughly soaked diaper, because it apparently wasn't used enough when she took it off before, and she was gently wiping the filthy mess from my backside, both of my hoof-boots raised over her shoulder in a single hand.

I didn't care, I was sore as all hell, and I pushed just as hard as I did the time before, with the only difference being how much I had gotten done.

The last time I had pulled that cart, after three hours, I had barely managed to get three rows of earth tilled. While my legs were in the air and a cold wipe was running over my balls, I was able to see a grand total of eleven rows of tilled earth, including the three I had done before.

Doesn't sound like much I know, but rubber hooves don't have much grip when hauling a two-hundred-pound wagon, with a three-hundred-pound wolf sitting on it.

I hate how embarrassing my achievements are, though they are useful. Every time I was forced to swallow a load of her cum, it gave me a very small but useful burst of energy.

I took in a deep breath, and let it out slowly as another wipe caressed my still-tender hole, the wolf kind enough to be very gentle with changing my diaper for me.

“Farmer's job ta deal with horse manure." She said in a matter-of-fact tone.

When I gave her a horrified look she was very quick to assure me that none would be making it into the fields.

When she finally set me down on the grass, my cheeks getting tickled by the leaves while the wolf focused on balling up my diaper to dispose of, a familiar rush of displaced air sounded to my side, followed by the scent of baby-powder.

“Hey Terinas, what are you up to? Figured you'd be too busy to hang out with the whole registration thing going on?" I asked, as I turned my head and looked over at the exceptionally well-dressed tiger with a raised eyebrow.

“Oh, don't be so modest, you know I'll always make time for my special little plaything." He purred in a teasing fashion, while the wolf looked up at him with a completely shocked expression.

“Hello my dear, thank you for looking after this one, he is such a handful without a firm hand to hold his reins." He purred, and she bowed towards him deeply, her cheeks flushed pink beneath her dark fur.

“Er, my pleasure Pa', This 'un here has been super kind, an' a harder worker than any other human. A real pleasure." She replied nervously, which only garnered her a kind purr in reply.

“I'm glad he is treating you well sweetheart, he is a strange one, and I hope you don't let your guard down around the others of his kind." He cautioned, his voice caring.

“Alas, I am here on business with this one my dear. Would you be willing to wait a brief moment before diapering him so I can take care of things?" He asked, reaching up to adjust his vibrant purple tie, and his suit collar.

“Wait a sec Pa, do ya mean he…?" She trailed off, her eyes widening as she looked between Terinas and me a few times, only to let out an impressed whistle as Terinas gave her a brief nod and a wide grin.

“I have come to reward you in person yet again Steve, Legendary achievements are of course Legendary, and giving them must be done with a little bit of ceremony. So I, Lord Terinas, master of this domain, hereby acknowledge your efforts and grant you a Legendary achievement." He said , his last sentence spoken with a subtle vibration of power as he held his hands out towards me.

All while I lay partially naked on the grass wearing half of a rubber horse bondage suit.

Legendary Achievement Earned: Above and Beyond 2

You've gotten even faster after I told you to slow down last time. You would think I would have learned by now. You are like a Pokémon Trainer when if comes to fetishes, Gotta Master 'Em All!

For earning a moderate number of achievements, your diapers all are now able to be automatically cleaned with a mental thought.

For earning at least 50 achievements, every diaper you wear can be automatically cleaned to a brand-new condition twice per day by thinking the phrase “I want my dirty diaper changed." The cooldown on this ability resets after changing into a new diaper. The charges for this ability reset at midnight, regardless of how many charges remain.

To earn the next achievement level, you must earn at least 100 achievements.

_First Achievement Bonus: Diapers that are cleaned by thinking the phrase “I want my dirty diaper changed." Have their absorbency and holding capacity improved by 100% until the diaper is properly changed, or the cooldown resets at midnight. Be advised, a diaper may leak if it is used beyond the normal capacity when the cooldown resets at midnight.

Diaper capacity improvement after using ability: 300%_

_ _

Achievement Earned: The Good Kind of Burning Sensation 4

Very smart to thoroughly stretch before your workout.

For straining your body to its limits your physical prowess is improved.

For keeping your body at physical exhaustion from a workout or strenuous activity for four continuous hours, your bodies base physical prowess is improved by 20% (multiplicative)

First Achievement Bonus: For earning the first achievement bonus, your body's ability to burn fat while exercising is improved by 50% (multiplicative)

To earn Tier 5 of this achievement: keep yourself at physical exhaustion for eight continuous hours through physical activity.

_Current Base Physical Ability: 207%

Ability to burn fat while exercising: 506%_

Achievement earned: Spread 'em!

Now you begin to understand what it feels like when women give birth hmm? Lucky for you, with your experience having your ass stretched so extremely, you will have many opportunities to enjoy it again and again! You're welcome.

For having a cock or a dildo penetrate you deep enough to apply pressure to your lung cavity, your internal organs are now able to shift easily to accommodate extremely deep penetrations without intense discomfort or risk to survivability.

When penetrated by a cock, dildo, or other sexual object, your internal organs may easily shift around the object without any change to their functions. For example, having a two foot long and seven-inch thick wolf cock penetrating your anus, your intestines will shift to accommodate, and your lung cavity will shift to prevent any restrictions on breathing.

First Achievement Bonus: You will not feel or be able to notice your organs shifting around inside your body, and will feel completely normal.

“Holy fuck, that will be useful." I breathed out as I finished processing my achievements, occasionally letting out a hissing breath as my joints popped and my muscles tightened and forcibly grew around my frame.

“Indeed, I know a certain boar with a shiny new spit-roast that never had a chance to use it. Something to consider." Terinas purred jokingly

I rolled my eyes in an exaggerated manner as the wolf unfolded a fresh diaper and crouched down between my legs once more. My muscles were still far too sore for me to lift my legs for her, and so she simply handled me like an infant and lifted my limp body on her own.

“Seriously though, thanks Terinas. These achievements you keep giving me are going to hopefully help a lot of your staff enjoy themselves a bit more. Every little bit helps." I said with as much sincerity as I could manage while my body protested painfully.

He blinked before shaking his head with an amused smile. “You always surprise me. Good luck with your free spins, and I look forward to your challenge run. Remember to wear a diaper tomorrow as well or you will be mopping all of the floors of my casino in reparation." He teased before lifting his hand in a snapping motion.

Before he could leave I interrupted him. “Before you go, I have little doubt people will be calling me a cheater after the competition in two days. Hell, I imagine you will be calling me one as well. Don't suppose I could pay for a montage of everything I've been through to get every advantage? Something I can force my accusers to watch?" I asked, giving him a sly grin.

Terinas's smile went predatory and he nodded once. “I have something, but I'll only make your fellow humans watch it if they accuse me of letting you cheat. By that I mean, anyone that does not actively pay attention to your movie will be punished. Remember however, I am always watching each and every one of you. I have an idea of what you are going to do, and if I didn't intend for exploits to be possible, they wouldn't be." He purred maliciously, before flashing the wolf a wink and disappearing.

The wolf paused in pulling the new diaper up between my thighs before mumbling something with a blush on her face. Her cheeks were pink under her fur as she slowly resumed changing my diaper.

I looked at her with a puzzled expression, but my questions were answered almost immediately as a small box appeared in the air beside her. A small cardboard case of DVD's, labeled “The Adventures of Steve" and it held no less than fifteen DVD cases inside.

I was blushing as she picked it up to examine, because the box itself was artfully painted with a number of scenes, from a pink rubber cow squeezing milk from her udders, with a massive dildo across her lap, to a stage with a faceless maid restrained to a fuck-bench, a massive bull in a skirt balls deep in their ass. Tentacles writhed under a familiar horse cart on a field. And many more designs wove themselves around the case in an artful design.

Interpretive scenes from everything I've been through so far decorated that box, and even though the wolf had an orgasm a mere ten minutes earlier to finish off the plowing, her diaper was once again straining to contain a terrifying erection.

“Thank ya Pa'!" She shouted out, her voice a little higher pitched than normal.

---

Okay, I was definitely getting too used to being wealthy, the number of free spins I had earned thanks to my bonuses and achievements and crap should have completely blown my mind.

Instead, I only thought about how little my winnings would be able to buy me.

In just four hours, I had earned thirty-six-thousand diapers worth of free spins. I followed the wolf's suggestions and got it divided into sixty spins of six-hundred diapers each. It was less of a possible payout than if I bet it all on a single spin, but I would at least be able to have a little bit of fun for my efforts.

I got quite lucky in the beginning, winning a bonus game thing on my fifth spin that paid me out a whopping seventeen-thousand diapers, but it also placed three wildcard spots on the reels for the next four turns. It helped me earn another twelve-thousand diapers by the ninth spin.

By my sixtieth spin, I was walking away on unsteady hooves with an insane ninety-seven thousand diapers, all contained in a single ticket.

A ticket I was drooling heavily on because the dealer helped me hide it, by wrapping it around the bit gag on my hood before strapping it into my mouth. Thanks to the gag I could still see where I was going, despite my hood being blindfolded.

She seemed shocked when I gave her a hug as thanks for her help, but after an awkward pat on the back, she shooed me away so she could go enjoy her new DvD's.

The wolf at the bank was completely unsurprised to see me, and only slightly amused as he gently took the drool-covered voucher I tried unsuccessfully to wipe off on my rubber covered torso.

It seems rubber does not make a good cleaning cloth.

The wolf and I chatted for a bit about nothing in particular. We started talking about clothing sets, like the difference between the Bartender clothing set and the Tavern wench clothing set, and whether the janitor set would be useful or not.

Turns out Bartender only doubles diapers earned while pouring and serving drinks to the staff. The Tavern wench set doesn't give you diapers for things the staff would actually pay for, like pouring the beer or mixing the drinks like the bartender set. But it affects most everything else related to running a tavern that the staff don't pay for.

Deliver drinks to a table of staff? get diapers in your bank account. Wipe down their table when they're done? Get bonus diapers. Mop the floor after they cum all over it, earn bonus diapers. Even things like restocking the diapers and wipes in the changing rooms, or changing the bedding in the rooms they pass out in will earn you diapers proportional to the work you do.

He couldn't say, but I would bet a month worth of free coffee that there was a tiered achievement associated with the set. Afterall, what human would clean up after a dealer?

He couldn't tell me directly, but I am fairly sure there is a Janitorial achievement much like my beer serving achievement. Likely makes cleaning faster, and more thorough.

I'm sure I'll see after the rave gets going.

Conversation turned into board games, and I asked if they saw much use here. They used to, board games are great to gamble over, but you tend to have to play them with friends.

Turns out if you own a board game, and staff use it, you earn diapers per hour that they play on it. Perhaps another achievement? If it's a board game that you designed or created, you earn much more.

Good to know, because there was a game I wanted to design in life that required tools I never owned to make, and I would love to at least see it become real here if nowhere else.

After I left the bank, bit gag back in my mouth, I returned upstairs and ignored the stares of all the humans on the second floor as I made my way further up.

On the fourth floor, the guys were hanging out at the top of the stairs on the couches instead of the apartment. Ryan and Jonas were both obviously hungover, and laying on nearby couches while hiding in the shade of the leafy trees decorating the area.

I took off my hood, mitts and gag and told the guys about the good news for how many diapers I earned. Other than a knowing smirk from lee and a grin from Callum, the others gave a weak thumbs up from their benches.

“Once the staff passed out, they disappeared in the usual explosion of pink powder. I guess even if they get invited to your room, they aren't able to sleep there. After you left, you made another thousand diapers or so from beer. If we do start mass parties, we are definitely going to need more beer cups." Callum explained to me as we all sat down on other sofas.

Lee must have seen me wince when I sat down, because he showed me a look of concern. “Nothing serious, just got a little too enthusiastic with competition training. I'll be better in an hour or two." I replied to the unasked question.

“You grew two inches, and you're becoming denser. Right now you look less like an Italian pizzeria owner, and more like a football player. You still have a bit of a gut, but you should be able to lose that in just a few days of jogging." Callum reported casually, making me raise my eyebrows in surprise.

“Don't get me wrong, if this happened this fast in life, your heart would have exploded and your organs failed. Just be careful dude." He added.

What could I say to that?

“Well, I'm still going to be doing that farm thing, but my next tier takes eight hours of continuous exhaustion. I'm not doing that. But I do feel a lot better than I have in, well, ever. And yeah, I'll be getting more cups." I said with a chuckle, blatantly derailing the conversation.

Lee rolled his eyes but nodded nonetheless. “And Callum, do you want to be a designated bartender until you think of something else you would rather do?" I asked with genuine curiosity as I leaned back, wincing slightly as my sensitive behind complained about the movement.

Callum paused and thought for a moment before nodding to me. “I did get an achievement that gives me diapers when serving drinks to the staff. Right now I get two diapers per drink I serve. It's called Have Another Round. Leveling it up would be pretty nice, I served quite a few beers today and already brought it to tier two."

He seemed surprised by the bright grin I gave him. So, I explained.

“I have a similar achievement, called Drinks for the Gods. It's extremely similar, though it's not based on the drinks that I personally serve, but it goes by the number of drinks served from my personal liquor supply. While you were serving booze, I was earning diapers." I explained, and his expression changed. And not how I was expecting.

“So, you were earning diapers from my hard work?" He asked, frowning at me and crossing his arms.

I couldn't reply. I mean, I wasn't the kind of dick to flaunt that it was my own alcohol. I wouldn't have earned it without any of their help.

When Jonas backhanded him over the back of the head, he burst out laughing and held his hands up to me in supplication.

“I'm sorry Steve, I was just teasing. I forgot that you still really aren't used to being around others, and I guess we really haven't known each other that long. Though it feels like years. It's fucking awesome that we can double-dip on the bonuses dude! And with your achievements, it's so much more profitable than if I bought the booze." He explained, as I calmed down, and let out a nervous chuckle.

“That was my thought too. It's not like I don't plan to share everything I earn with you guys as it is. Speaking of, Lee, have you figured out how much it is for a tablet, laptop or whatever and a couple speakers? The sooner we get you going, the better. I also want to get you your DJ costume thing, and now I need to get Callum a Bartender's uniform." I said with a grin, before briefly explaining the difference between Bartender's set, and the Tavern Wench clothing set.

“I can get a tablet pre-loaded with every song from the nineteen-twenties, to the twenty-twenties for a hundred thousand diapers. Or a tablet with unlimited space, and only a hundred diapers per song for seventy-thousand. A laptop would be better for mixing my own stuff, and that is thirty-thousand more for each option. A desktop would be better in the long run. I could go cheaper, but it would be a waste of resources. I could go better, but I want to get started on bringing in an income." He explained.

“Speakers are cheaper, I can get a decent quality auditorium speaker for forty-thousand. For this place I would need roughly twenty of those. I would prefer to buy an option that costs sixty thousand, it has much better sound, but I will make do for now. Turntable and sound board I am going to save up for once we get running. I'm looking at half a million for a decent set."

I fought to contain my surprise at the prices, and so I simply gave him a nod in reply. “We will make it happen. I think you will become the biggest earner of us all over the next few months. If I can, I want to get those clothing sets, some more booze, cups, and cleaning supplies and then I'll pump everything into getting you going." I said seriously.

“I would also kill to hear some Nightwish or Amorphis again. If I need to have an ulterior motive." I added with a grin.

Without batting an eye, Lee flipped to a new page in his notebook, and in perfect cursive writing with his ball-point pen, he scratched the two bands onto the page. He looked at me out of the corner of his eye with an amused smirk and said “So you don't have to kill anyone."

The guys laughed, save for Ryan who groaned pitifully.

We made a plan to head downstairs once I changed out of my expensive outfit, and then to go to the bank so they could transfer all of their diapers to me.

We also agreed that I would bet everything, and that I wouldn't buy the clothing sets first or anything else.

“Those we can earn while you're doing your dinner making thing." Jonas suggested, and we all quickly agreed.

“Speaking of, I don't know what to expect. But while I'm occupied, if I'm unable to communicate, can you guys offer fifty diapers per person to everyone who has a meal I provide? But only on the days where I meet my quota? If I don't meet the quota, bump it to a hundred? I'll be asking Terinas to transfer any of my winnings from the challenge to Lee." I asked, and it was quickly accepted.

Ideally it would be me paying out 3750 diapers a day for five days, worst case 7500. But if my first day in this casino was any indication, a hundred diapers can go quite a ways on a table.

As we walked downstairs, we discussed other plans for my punishment thing. Lee would figure out a way for us to be able to communicate if I I was incapacitated, Callum would keep running the bar with as many members of the staff in the room as he could handle. Jonas would help me advertise my meals, if not help me make them better, and Ryan would try to help me take care of whatever personal needs I might have.

Knowing Terinas, there would be bondage in some way, and I wouldn't be able to use my achievement to change myself. If not, well, best to be prepared anyways.

With my last time on stage, we all figured it was highly likely I would be bound and helpless in some way.

It turns out that for the next few days of betting, us humans were completely unable to interact with each other on the ground floor. The moment my friends touched the bottom step of the first floor, they disappeared from view. Being completely unable to see or hear one another, we all hopped back up onto the stairs, reappearing next to each other.

“Okay, that didn't work." Jonas said with a groan as he leaned against the stairwell, crossing his arms.

“It's probably to keep the betting completely anonymous. You can't tell who makes the big bets when it's impossible to tell who is downstairs in the first place. Especially important for the contestants. If you see a bid for a hundred thousand diapers, you pay attention to who leaves the betting table. If a contestant leaves the table after that kind of bet, you assume they know a few secrets." Callum said gruffly.

“Okay, new plan. Everyone but Steve go to the bank and withdraw the largest value diaper you can, and come back here. Steve, when we all get here, you take the diapers and go bet them right away, and stay downstairs until we give you the signal to come back upstairs. Operation M-S-O." Lee said, and everyone turned to leave, disappearing into pink smoke with Lee remaining incase I needed to ask the inevitable question.

“Operation Moose-Strap-On. When we take the team mascot out of the room, you'll know to return. Until then, consider earning a few more diapers over the next two or three hours." He explained with a grin as I rolled my eyes before disappearing like the others.

It didn't take long for the guys to return, with diapers in hand as they appeared in a flash of swirling color. Callum was in front and he passed me a five-hundred-point diaper, which was exceptionally thick, pink and frilly. It was decorated with house-cats in dancing poses, wearing ballerina slippers and tutu's. And cartoonishly thick diapers with a visible boner straining against the diapers on each of them.

Next Jonas and Ryan arrived together, handing over nine-thousand diapers collectively, and then Lee, leading the pack with handing me ten-thousand.

I hadn't seen one of the ten-thousand-point diapers since Terinas taped one on me on stage after the guys practically begged to let me soil myself.

“It seems like forever since I last saw one of these." I muttered under my breath. I wore the gross diaper for nearly nine hours while the pink rubber cow recovered from her night-long ordeal of milking and orgasming.

Suppressing a shudder at the memories, I flashed a grin at the guys and nodded. But before I left, I voiced a thought. “Hey guys, I was thinking, what if instead of waiting a few hours as it's getting late, why don't I spend the night with a dealer, and bet in the morning?"

The guys all looked to one another before nodding, or shrugging in Ryan's case.

“Not like we'd ever stop you. How about once every two hours tomorrow from ten AM onwards, we do operation M-S-O? If Steve approves, we'll come meet him down here fifteen minutes later?" Ryan suggested quietly, despite being able to hear the noise coming from up the stairs behind us.

I gave a nod of agreement, and the rest did the same.

“First though, I'm going to wager everything in my account. Maybe when people see the available prize, they will do some real gambling. Where I'm from, folks would spend a thousand bucks a day on lottery tickets if the prize was getting up past thirty million. I wonder what they would do here?"

“As long as you win, you'll get a huge return anyways. Because your room is going to need an air freshener for the next month." Jonas teased while giving my shoulder a gentle bump with his fist.

“I'm Canadian, my shit doesn't stink thank you very much." I said with haughty flair, before chuckling at the earned expressions.

“Seriously though. Cheevo takes care of that. Also makes changing a lot easier and faster." I added, which got a snort from Callum and an “Of-course" from Jonas.

Ryan gave me a strained smile, and I realized, he had to have earned the same achievement as me. I gave him an understanding nod.

“So what are you going to do for a night?" Callum asked before stifling a yawn of his own.

“Well." I said thoughtfully. “I think I'm going to go enjoy the company of a pink rubber cow. I'll probably actually do some gambling as well. I just want to do something a bit more relaxed for once while still earning some diapers." I shrugged.

“Her milk is surprisingly good." Jonas said with a cheeky grin.

“That too." I nodded.

Ryan suddenly turned sharply, with the rest of us following suit, sure enough there was a small group of people talking loudly as they made their way down the stairs.

Thinking quickly, Lee pushed all of us down the last two stairs, causing the world to shimmer brilliantly in a swirl of colors.

Once again, I was all alone.

Picking myself up by my figurative bootstraps, I wandered over to the betting table where a familiar tiger sat with his feet up on the desk, and fruity looking alcoholic beverage in hand.

His eyes were on me from before I even rounded the corner of the staircase, and he flashed me a wink as I made my way towards him with a familiar wave.

As I neared the table, the loud, annoying sound of someone slurping the bottom of a glass through a straw echoed around me in the desolate casino.

I smirked as I patiently let him enjoy his drink, it really did look tasty, and after perhaps forty-five seconds of loud slurping, he finally released the straw and let out a very satisfied breath of air.

“Delicious." He purred, as he set his tall, and still completely full drink on the table.

“This an actual table?" I asked curiously and he let out an amused chuckle.

“My little toy is underneath, enjoying its machine. Soundproof tablecloth." He explained, his eyes twinkling.

“I see, I hope uh, it's happy down there." I commented, only receiving an uncaring shrug in reply.

He kept his large, fluffy feet on top of the table, the tiger showing just how relaxed he was around me, and also his position in our relationship with the simple act of not caring about decorum.

“Straight to business, what do you want human?" He asked, an amused smirk on his face.

“Gotcha, I would like to bet these diapers here, and every diaper in my bank account on me getting first place in the competition. Well, I would like to hold onto this four-thousand-point diaper here to gamble with." I asked, while placing the diapers onto the table, yet holding onto the one I received from Jonas.

I enjoyed Blackjack, despite not being very good at it.

“Done, thank you for your total wager of one-hundred-thirteen-thousand, one-hundred forty-nine diapers." Terinas purred in delight as he finally pulled his feet from the table and waved his hand.

The diapers disappeared in a puff of smoke, save for the one in my hand, and I watched in amusement as the large screen behind him changed.

Human Betting Pool Total

13,486

Staff Betting Pool Total

79,521

First Place Winnings: _10,000 + 18,601

Second Place Winnings: 5000 + 9300

Third Place Winnings: 2500 + 4650

Fourth Place Winnings: 1250

**Fifth…

Sixth…**_

Human Betting Pool Total

352,933

Staff Betting Pool Total

79,521

First Place Winnings: _10,000 + 86,490

Second Place Winnings: 5000 + 43,245

Third Place Winnings: 2500 + 21,622

Fourth Place Winnings: 1250

**Fifth…

Sixth…**_

“Good luck Steve, though I think this may be double-edged. You may bring in higher bets from others, but now your fellow humans have a reason to train like you have." He warned me with a smirk.

“Not that I'm against watching you humans do untold depravities with my staff, in fact, I may start posting the DVD collections of you and your fellow humans interactions with my staff up for sale."

He purred, his expression almost challenging me to tell him to fuck off.

Instead, I grinned at him. “Will I get a portion of the profits if you do start selling DVD's of me to the public? You just gave me an excellent idea for another business venture. Do any of your staff have a theater they can hang out at and watch porn?"

Terinas's expression froze before he let out a soft groan and rubbed his eyes in exasperation.

“I mean, since I already have everything that I need to make a massive theater, no reason I can't your staff fuck while watching porn of my interactions with the staff. You already have the DVD's available right?" I grinned at the suddenly tired tiger.

“I mean, you can sell everyone's personal movies, since you don't need our permission to share them. Just put them in a vending machine on each of the floor lobbies. All I'll need is a projector, some speakers. Is there a clothing set for a movie usher that would work for that?" I trailed off, mumbling to myself.

Either way, I should get a pop dispenser as soon as possible, and a popcorn machine.

“You are by far the craziest human I have ever met. If you didn't have all your anxieties in life, you would have been an extremely terrifying human being." Terinas muttered, shaking his head as I got another update to my Cushy Customs achievement.

Achievement Update: Cushy Customs 1

Why did I have to get saddled with a human so shameless? I might have to allocate a few copies of myself to item design, just so I don't have to keep throwing power your way.

A new item is available for purchase in the store: A vending machine that dispenses VHS, DVD, Blue-Ray, and theater reel movies that contain interactions between Humans and Staff in the casino, where humans provided sexual or fetish services to the staff to earn diapers.

A description of the movie's contents will be listed on the purchase screen that appears when interacting with the vending machine. It may describe the contents of the movie as:

_ “Alex soils his diaper, and the gorilla bartender cleans him up before taping him in a new diaper."_

_ Or_

“Steve get's used by a latex tentacle monster that lives inside a child's training potty like a marionette. He gets stuffed repeatedly by tentacles and tendrils in the anus, mouth, and penis and then filled with rubber eggs. He pushes the eggs and goo out of every hole into his diaper, until his diaper is borderline leaking. He gets plowed repeatedly and changed many times, all while being dressed in many different outfits by the tentacle creature. He gets posed on different types of playground and nursery furniture in various outfits that range from a child's sailor suit, to immobilizing rubber gimp suit."

All movies are available for the same price, depending on the type and regardless of movie length. VHS tapes are 10,000 diapers per movie, DVD's are 25,000 diapers per movie, Blue-Ray's are 50,000 diapers, and theater Reels are 100,000 diapers.

A movie Vending Machine will be available to the public on every floor of the casino, but movies purchased through these machines are only rentals for a period of ten days per movie.

_ _ I let out a low whistle at that description. Someone in Terinas's office works fast as hell. Especially since out of the corner of my eye I saw a brief flash of light, and suddenly a bright pink box as tall as a door and as deep as an apartment closet appeared against the wall to the left of the main stage.

“MOVIES" was printed in dark purple on the top, right above a thick curtain that I supposed a person was supposed to walk through. Likely, so whatever they purchase could remain at least a little bit secret.

That description though, judging by the smug grin on the tiger's face, it was entirely on purpose.

When his grin spread even wider, I suddenly realized that wasn't the end of his torment. Because suddenly a notice went out world-wide, describing everything in my achievement update. Including the examples of what the movies might contain. A bright pink screen that would not disappear until it was completely read and understood.

At least for that, he changed my name to Horatio, yet kept the description the same. Alex's name had been changed to Ocean as well, which left me thinking that some guy named Alex got a diaper change recently.

When I finished reading the notice, another one took its place, though to my relief, this had little to do with me.

Notice

Congratulations humans on your shocking progress at this early point in your stay in my casino! You have been here only five days, and yet you still managed to earn a surprising number of diapers!

If you make your way down to the main floor, you will see that the total number of human bets has climbed to over 300,000 diapers!

And with the possible prize pool available, my staff are now scrambling to get their bets in, their bets are climbing fast!

If you wish to get any of these winnings for yourself, bet careful of whom you bet on, plan strategically. If you are one of the challengers, work hard, and practice hard to win the first, second or third-place prize.

So, struggle. Please my staff. And most importantly…

Entertain your lord!

T.

“Well, the game is on then." I said with a grin, before giving Terinas a wave and making my way towards one of the most colorful characters on the main casino floor.

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