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** ** Luke was so exhausted that he slept the entire trip, not awakening until he was being unbuckled from his car seat. Hoping to avoid having to do anymore walking, he kept his his eyes shut, pretending to be in a deep sleep as mommy scooped his limp body out of the carseat and pressed him against her chest. With one hand under his padded bottom and his Gameboy case tucked under her other arm, she managed to lock up the car and carry her little husband into the house.

He looked so adorable slumbering in his new dress that she couldn't bring herself to wake him up, lugging her petite little princess all the way to his room with his muzzle resting on her shoulder. Once she got him to the nursery, she set him down in his crib with his stubby legs hanging off the edge of his matress. At this point, Luke opened up his eyes slowly, pretending that he was just coming to now that he'd been carried all the way to his bed.

"Oh good, you're awake," said mommy. "Help me get this dress off you so we can get you ready for a nap."

Luke yawned and rubbed his eyes before slowly getting up to his feet, standing in his crib with his arms up. This made it easy for mommy to pull his fancy new dress up over his head, leaving him standing in nothing but his frilly pink diaper cover while she hung the dress up in the closet. He remained standing, hoping she'd also relieve him of his buttplug before putting him down for his nap, and by the time she returned to the crib, he was waiting with his back turned, tail up, pointing his ruffled fanny at her in the hopes she'd take notice.

"Trying to tell me something, princess?" asked mommy, amused at her spouse's childish cry for attention.

He let out a meek whimper and nodded, too embarrassed to say what he wanted out loud.

Fortunately, mommy didn't pester him with anymore questions on the matter, beckoning him over to the edge of the crib before lifting him up and carrying him over to the changing table. She set him down and instructed him to get on his knees and elbows with his bottom up in the air. Luke did as he was told, even if it wasn't his favorite position. He always felt so vulnerable like this, not being able to see what was going on behind him. Mommy had given him nasty surprises before, enemas and suppositories among other things, and he couldn't help but wonder if she was planning to punish him for his very public accident earlier at the mall. Still, he was desperate to have "Mr. Plug'ems" out of his bottom, even if it cost him his dignity.

"You've gotten so obedient," said mommy proudly as she slipped on a pair of latex gloves. "I don't know if it's the chastity cage or the etiquette training videos, but either way, I like it. The girls are going to be so jealous of my _perfect_little hubby."

Despite the sensitive position he was in, Luke got a nice warm, fuzzy feeling. Even if it was somewhat backhanded, he loved to be praised by his wife for literally anything. At least it offered some assurance that she appreciated having him around for some reason. Her honeyed words had so much power over him that he hardly noticed his diaper cover being pulled down.

Once his pink satin underpants were bunched up around his thighs, he felt a tug on the back of his diaper. With one finger in his waistband, Mommy lowered the back of his diaper to expose his shaven posterior. The diaper didn't come down all the way, just enough reveal the base of his buttplug sticking out from under his fluffy tail. Unsurprisingly, Luke couldn't help but let out a little squeak as he felt his plug moving around inside him. Of course, this earned him some teasing from mommy.

"Oh, you like that?" she asked, gently working the rubber base of the plug up and down. "Maybe you'd like a bigger plug next time?"

"No, mama," said Luke, speaking softly to avoid taking a bossy tone with his wife. That never worked out well for him, usually prompting her to do the opposite of whatever he was demanding out of spite. At his point in their marriage, he knew the best way to get what he wanted was to stay docile and submissive, no matter how much she tried to get under his fur.

"Aw, but you make the cutest noises when you're getting it up the tailhole," she continued, still smiling as she pushed the plug down between his soft buttcheeks as far as it would go.

Luke bit his lower lip, trying to stay totally quiet as he felt the plug push further inside him ever so slightly, hoping she'd lose interest in teasing him if she didn't get the reaction she was looking for. Though, try as he might, he couldn't help but let out a weak moan as mommy gently pulled on the base of his plug. To his shame, he could feel his tiny penis stiffening up inside his chastity cage, but thankfully his diaper hadn't been pulled down far enough in the back for mommy to see his swollen little prick. Nevertheless, she still had plenty of ammunition to humiliate him with.

"Careful baby, you don't want to make cummies yet. Better to save it for your unlocking party later," she said, hardly trying to hide her amusement as she continued tugging gently on the base of the buttplug, keeping hold of his tail with her other hand to keep it out of the way. "Now just try to relax and Mr. Plug'ems should slide right out, okay?"

"Okay, mama," said Luke, gritting his teeth in anticipation of what was to come.

He'd gone through this many times, but he always got nervous, fearing the eventual discomfort that would come when the widest part of the plug was forced back out past his tight tailhole. Though, as usual, it wasn't nearly as bad as he was expecting. Sure, there was a momentary twinge of pain, but it was no worse than having a bandaid removed. He let out a sigh of relief, glad to finally be free of Mr. Plug'ems, but mommy wasn't quite finished shaming him just yet.

"Just lovely," she said in a sarcastic tone as she inspected the filth on the tip of the plug. "Looks like someone is due to wake up with a messy diaper after their nap. Well, don't you worry, I'll make sure you get a fresh diaper before your unlocking party."

"Thank you, mama," said Luke, blushing with embarrassment. Still on his knees and elbows, he couldn't turn to look at the plug, but the unpleasant odor in the air told him everything he needed to know. Thankfully, mommy got the big black plug wiped clean, quickly alleviating much of the shameful stench without further comment on the subject.

A moment later, Luke's diaper and cover were up around his waist and mommy was carrying him back over to the crib. She laid him down with his head on his pillow and then pulled his Princess Pony blanket up over his lower half to make up for the fact that he wasn't in his footie pajamas like he usually was. Grabbing a spare pacifier from the crib-side table, she popped it into his waiting mouth before leaning down to give him a kiss on the forehead.

"Now, hurry and get to sleep," she said, lifting the crib bars and locking them into place. "I know it's been a busy day already, but there's more fun to be had after your nap, so try and get some rest, sweetie."

Luke gave a nod, lowering his eyelids slowly as he sucked his pacifier. He wasn't sure if he really needed a nap after dozing off on the ride home. However, he was more exhausted than he realized, drifting off the instant he shut his eyes. By the time mommy flicked off the lights on her way out of the nursery, he was already asleep and dreaming about how she was going to reward him later.

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Luke was very groggy when mommy came in and woke him up from his nap, but she clearly wasn't concerned, not even giving him a moment to rub the sleep from his eyes before lowering the crib bars and snatching him out from under the covers.

"C'mon, let's get you cleaned up, stinky butt," said mommy, doing her best to keep from pushing on the seat of his loaded diaper as she carried him out into the hall.

The yawning tot-sized fennec didn't argue, fully aware of how badly he needed a change. He wasn't exactly sure when he messed himself, but it was the first thing he noticed upon waking up. Most days, he would have been stuck in his crib waiting for a change, so he was more than grateful for the swift response from mommy, especially considering the horrendous condition of his squishy, muddy diaper. Everything was looking up for him so far, but he was quickly thrown off guard when he heard another voice coming from elsewhere in the house.

"Hey, Ruby!" hollered the unidentified woman, calling down the hall. "Finally made it. Traffic was a real bitch. Where are ya?"

"Hey, girl!" yelled mommy, answering back. "Just have to get the little one cleaned up and then I'll be out. There's a bottle of wine on the table already, feel free to get started without me."

Luke didn't say anything, but he did give his wife one hell of a stink eye once they got to the privacy of the bathroom and she'd set him down. He wasn't expecting any visitors. Mommy hadn't mentioned anything about it, and he was supposed to be getting out of chastity for the first time in over a week. Sure, she'd called it his "unlocking party," but he didn't think she meant that literally. Whatever mommy had planned, he didn't want anything to do with it, and he was seriously pissed that she was pulling this stunt on his special night. Fortunately, mommy didn't leave him waiting for an explanation.

"Oh, stop pouting, ya big baby. It's just Lisa," she said, rolling her eyes as she got the shower started, allowing the water to warm up before grabbing Luke's diaper cover and pulling it down around his ankles.

"Yeah, but why is she here now?" he asked, his tone steeped in attitude as he stood there in nothing but a soiled diaper.

"First off, don't take that tone with me or I'll leave you in that mushy diaper all night," she replied, glaring back at him. "Second, she's here for your unlocking party, obviously."

"But_mama_..." whined Luke, trading his angry expression for a teary-eyed frown as his hope for an intimate night with mommy went up in smoke. "I don't want _her_to see. I thought it was just gonna be us tonight. Why did..."

"That's enough!" snapped mommy, cutting off the stream of self-pity that was bubbling up out of her infantile brat of a husband. "I'm not in the mood right now, so don't even bother with the usual waterworks. I'm going to make sure you get your playtime tonight. Besides, you like auntie Lisa, don't you?"

"Yeah, I guess," said Luke, looking away defiantly, his lower lip still quivering as mommy started ripping the tapes of his heavy, well-used diaper.

"You guess? As if I don't notice you climbing all over her everytime she comes for a visit," said mommy, wrinkling her nose as she peeled off his malodorous diaper. Quickly, she rolled it up and tossed it into the diaper bin before turning back to Luke. "Now turn around and lift your tail for me."

Luke didn't have anything to say this time, instantly becoming more compliant now that he was standing there with his filth-coated diaper area on display. He did as he was told, showing her his muddy bottom without argument in the hopes that she wouldn't embarrass him too badly as she wiped him clean. Of course, she couldn't resist teasing him a little as she took a fistful of baby wipes and ran them up the crack of his shit-covered ass.

"Oh, nothing to say now? Guess it's not easy to act tough when you need mommy to wipe your ass," she said, tossing the dirty wipes in the bin before giving him a little push toward the shower. "Well, go on and step in so we can get you ready for your debut. That is, unless you'd rather postpone your unlocking party again."

Luke slumped his shoulders and hung his head, ashamed that he was so easy to manipulate. Nonetheless, he did as he was told, stepping into the shower as mommy took the detachable shower head down off the wall and tested the temperature of the water. Satisfied, she grabbed her little man by his tail, lifted it up, and sprayed his dirty behind with a torrent of steamy hot water that nearly made Luke jump.

It was hotter than usual, nearly scalding, but he managed to bite his lip and bear it. Though, once he'd grown accustomed to the heat he had no further complaints. The hot water felt good against his shaven diaper area and all the added stimulation got him hard inside his chastity device. He wanted his little stiffy freed from its plastic prison so badly, but knew he only had to wait a bit longer to be rewarded.

Finally, mommy shut off the water and hung the showerhead back up on the wall before ordering Luke to turn around and present his boyhood to her. He did as he was told without hesitation, trying his best to not look too eager as he watched her reach down into her low cut top and fish out the key to his chastity cage from in between her glorious cleavage. That key had been hanging around her neck since day one, specifically waiting for this moment, and now it was time.

"Remember, no touching without permission," she said, squatting down to get a better view.

Luke nodded vigorously, willing to agree to literally anything if it meant he could finally pleasure himself again. Even though he was so close to being unlocked, he was worried mommy would find some excuse to leave him locked up for another few days. It wasn't until the key was in and he heard the thin, tinny click of the lock that he could finally relax, knowing that she'd lived up to her end of the bargain.

A moment later, he felt the tight plastic cock tube slip off his neglected little dicklette, followed by the cockring. Just feeling the air on his untouched penis was stimulation enough to get him rock hard, but he didn't dare reach down and touch it, knowing that he'd get his hand slapped away in a second, or worse. Not that it mattered. As soon as he was free, mommy turned the water back on and began to bathe his overly-sensitive little privates, giving him all the pleasure he could handle and more.

"Someone sure is excited," she said, grinning as she soaped him up below the waist. "Let's hope you don't squirt too early because I have plans for you, little one."

Luke blushed, but was too preoccupied to say anything. It took all his concentration to keep from cumming as mommy's soapy hands edged him closer and closer to orgasm. Despite the incredible pleasure, he was almost relieved when she started rinsing the suds away, leaving him smelling clean and fresh before shutting off the water and grabbing a towel.

"C'mon, princess," she said. "We have to get you dried off quick. Don't want to keep Lisa waiting, do we?"

Luke opened his mouth, but didn't have a chance to speak before mommy wrapped him up in a big, fuzzy towel and began buffing the wetness out of his fur. She scoured him from the top of his massive ears to the tip of his tail, not stopping until he was practically bone dry. His fur was all messy and tangled by the time it was over, making him look extra fluffy as mommy took him by the paw and led him over by the sink where the hair dryer was waiting for him. Five minutes under the hair dryer while mommy brushed him out was enough to get rid of all the moisture in his fur and make him presentable for his party guest.

"Looking good," said mommy, grinning approvingly as she wrapped him up in a fresh towel and led him out into the hall. Though, before they could make it back to the nursery to get him dressed, Lisa came strolling down the hall, unable to wait any longer.

"You're looking extra cute today," said the big mare, bending down to pinch Luke on the cheek while he was helplessly wrapped up in his towel like a mummy from the neck down.

He couldn't do much but grumble under his breath. Both his paws were preoccupied with holding up his towel so he just had to accept it. It was embarrassing enough being caught coming out of the shower by one of mommy's friends, but at least he had a towel to cover himself. Though, despite the fact Lisa was being a pest, it was Luke who was scolded for his unenthusiastic response to being pinched.

"Hey now, you better mind your manners," said mommy, putting her hands on her hips. "It's not too late to stuff your little worm back into its cage, you know."

"Yes, mommy," said Luke, not wanting to test his luck. Sure, she had a smile on her face now, but her tone was serious enough to let him know that there'd be consequences if he acted up in front of their guest.

"That's better," said mommy. "Now, why don't you tell Lisa about your trip to the mall."

"Oh boy, did you get to be mommy's little helper today?" asked Lisa, butting in excitedly.

"Yes, ma'am," replied Luke sheepishly, his eyes shifting back and forth as he tried to decide how much he wanted to share. Suddenly feeling very self conscious, he slipped into the childlike way of speaking that he used when he was really nervous. "I was a good helper, an' I got to eat lunch at a restaurant."

"Wow, that must have been fun for you," said Lisa.

"Yes, ma'am," said Luke, knowing that's what mommy would want him to say. He wasn't sure if the older mare was being sincere or simply patronizing him, but it didn't really matter. He just wanted to get through the conversation as quickly as possible before anything too embarrassing came out. Unfortunately, Lisa was chock-full of questions and he couldn't go anywhere until he'd answered them all.

"What else did you do? Did you get any treats for helping out?" she asked.

"Yes, ma'am," he replied, too shy to say anymore, even though he knew that answer would never fly.

"Well, what are you waiting for? Tell her what I got for you," said mommy, tapping her foot impatiently.

"Yeah, tell me," Lisa said excitedly.

"I got... I mean, uh..." responded Luke, too nervous to get the words out. He was trying his best, but couldn't bring himself to speak the embarrassing truth. After a short pause, and a lot of anxious fidgeting, the little fennec finally worked up enough courage to say, "Mommy got me a new dress."

He expected Lisa to burst into raucous laughter upon hearing the news, but that didn't happen. The most he got was a giggle. Though, she always laughed when he called his wife "mommy" in front of her. Needless to say, he was pleasantly surprised by the understated reaction, but soon found himself confronted by an even worse fate.

"Oh, I bet you look so cute in it," said Lisa, giddy as a schoolgirl. "I wanna see! I wanna see!"

Luke's ears drooped as he turned and looked up at mommy, worried that she might actually be entertaining her friend's request. Of course, he was right to be concerned, because he could see a sly grin forming on her face almost immediately.

"I'm sure that can be arranged," she said, looking down at her pint-sized husband. "You don't mind playing dress up for Lisa, do you?"

Luke was in a tough position, having to choose between two undesirable outcomes. He certainly didn't want anyone else to see him in that goofy pink dress, but he knew better than to contradict mommy right here in front of her friend. Though, before he could answer, Lisa chimed in to sweeten the deal.

"If you show me your new dress, I'll give you something really nice," said the eager mare. "It's all wrapped up with a big bow, and I have a feeling it's gonna be your new favorite toy."

"Really? What is it?" asked Luke, his ears perking up as he flicked his fluffy tail back and forth.

"Now, now," said mommy, disapprovingly. "You have to live up to your end of the bargain to find out. So let's go get you all dolled up, then you can come out and put on a little fashion show for Lisa."

"Okay, mommy," said Luke, much more cooperative now that there was a present involved.

"Oh, goodie," said Lisa, clapping excitedly. "Don't keep me waiting too long, okay?"

Luke gave a quick nod before turning to take his leave, practically skipping the rest of the way to his nursery while mommy followed close behind. Once they were alone in his room, mommy didn't waste any time before snatching away his towel, leaving him standing totally naked with his laughably small erection sticking out in front of him. He was glad Lisa wasn't around to see that, still blushing as mommy picked him up and put him on the changing table.

She slid a fresh diaper under his butt before sprinkling on some powder, making sure to rub it all over his pink hairless crotch. All the added stimulation only made his raging hardon worse, and he wasn't looking forward to the earful mommy was about to give him when she couldn't get his diaper on over his naughty little pecker. Though, she didn't let his inconveniently stiff penis get in the way, pushing it down forcefully with one finger before folding the diaper up between his thighs and pressing it against his tummy.

Once it was taped shut, she immediately tugged the waistband to check the fit, confirming his boyhood was securely locked away under a layer of padding like usual. Of course, Luke wasn't too thrilled to find himself back in diapers before even having a chance to touch himself, but at least he could feel the soft padding rubbing against his newly uncaged cock for the first time in over a week. That alone was enough to keep him fully aroused as mommy helped him down to the floor and helped him get dressed.

First came the familiar ruffled diaper cover. She ordered him to step into the dainty pink underpants and then slid them up his legs. Once they were up around his waist, mommy double checked to make sure his diaper wasn't showing before going to fetch his new dress from the closet. She returned a moment later with the pretty pink abomination in hand, waiting for him to put his arms up before pulling it down over his head and zipping it up in the back. After a few small adjustments, he was all dressed up like a princess again and mommy was ready to lead him out to the living room for his big debut.

Luke wasn't totally thrilled, but he went along with it nonetheless. He wasn't about to risk getting on mommy's bad side, fearing she might locked him back up without giving him the release he so desperately wanted. Fortunately, he'd only be modeling his new look in front of Lisa. She happened to be his favorite out of all mommy's friends by a wide margin so he figured he could stomach a little teasing, especially if she had a present for him. Even still, he had butterflies in his tummy as he was led down the hall.

Unsurprisingly, Lisa couldn't contain herself as Luke took his first steps into the living room. In a matter of seconds, the well-endowed mare made her way across the room and lifted the prissy little fennec high up in the air before hugging him tight to her chest and burying his face in her cleavage.

"Oh, I just want to eat you up," said Lisa, making a big deal about how adorable he was while shaking him around like a ragdoll.

Luke could barely breathe, no less speak, while sandwiched between the lovely woman's massive mammaries. Though, he hardly minded, enjoying the view as well as the scent of her perfume. That is, until he ran out of air, and with his voice muffled by Lisa's dense breasts, he had no choice but to kick his little legs and hope she noticed before he suffocated completely.

"Aw, he's so shy. How cute," said Lisa, grinning like an idiot as she put Luke back down on the floor, unaware of why he was trying to wriggle free in the first place.

Though, that didn't mean the fun was over. Lisa and mommy both took turns giggling and teasing their little plaything, lifting his dress and patting his ruffled bottom as he blushed, trying to suppress the tantrum growing inside him. Thankfully, they both had their fill, stopping their antics before he had a meltdown and got his mouth washed out with soap. Seeing that he was obviously getting very impatient, they didn't wait any longer to give him his reward.

"Don't get all pouty," said Lisa with a coy smirk. "I know what you want, just come with me."

Luke didn't want to look like he was enjoying himself while wearing his new dress, but he couldn't hide his excitement as he followed Lisa over to the sofa to collect his reward. He looked like a kid on Christmas morning as she set the massive box in front of him. At least, it seemed massive to him. It was nearly as big as he was, and he had absolutely no idea what was in it, which only made him more curious. Eagerly, he looked to mommy and waited for her to give him an approving nod before tearing into the wrapping paper.

The plain cardboard box underneath certainly didn't give him any clues. Even after opening the box, he couldn't see anything but tissue paper. He kept digging, hoping this wasn't some unnecessarily cruel prank being played on him, and eventually he felt something soft inside. Whatever it was, he grabbed on tight and yanked it out along along with a generous amount of tissue paper that still had to be peeled away. Once he finally got to the core, it immediately became clear what he was looking at, even though it still didn't make a whole lot of sense to him.

It was his own Princess Pony plush. The same one mommy had taken from him ten days ago after she discovered the dirty things he'd been doing to it during the night. His little humping escapades had resulted in losing his precious plush, and though he'd never admit it, he missed having something in his crib to snuggle up with. Still, why it was being re-gifted to him by Lisa of all people was mystery. He just assumed it was still packed away in the closet all this time, but apparently not. He looked up, confused, looking for some sort of explanation.

"Do you like it?" asked Lisa, smiling mischievously as she waited for Luke to find the real surprise.

He nodded, trying to be as polite as possible, despite being just as perplexed as before. Fortunately, Lisa was nice enough to give him a clue, unable to wait any longer to see his reaction.

"What? You don't see anything different about her?" she asked. "Take a look under her tail."

Luke wasn't sure what to expect when he flipped his plushie around and lifted her sparkly tail, but it was immediately obvious what Lisa was referring to. He could hardly believe it at first, but his big stuffed Princess Pony now came complete with stunningly realistic silicon genitalia. She had everything you'd expect from a real mare, right down to the swollen clitoris, and it was all gratuitously detailed. The rubber labia were even colored to look warm and alive, making it even more inviting for the horny little fennec. Luke did his best to hide his enthusiasm, but he couldn't stop himself from blushing as he thought about what he'd like to do with his new plaything. Naturally, mommy and Lisa couldn't help but laugh as they saw him staring open-mouthed at his plushie's fabulous new pussy.

"I thought you'd like that," said Lisa as she crossed her arms, satisfied with her own handy work.

"That's a bit of an understatement," said mommy, also quite impressed with the lewd modifications her friend had made to the otherwise normal looking plush. "I think it's more like love at first sight. Isn't that right, dear?"

Luke looked up at the two lovely ladies towering over him, but couldn't muster the courage to say anything. He thought about asking real nicely for some private time to go try out his gift, but he didn't want to get scolded for being a lewd little pervert, especially considering what he'd done to get locked up in chastity in the first place. Still somewhat in shock, all he could think to do was give a little nod. Then he waited, hoping either mommy or Lisa would instruct him what to do next, but they were too busy chatting with each other about how to keep Luke's new toy clean and sanitary.

Apparently, Princess Pony's royal cunt could slide right out of the new cavity in her backside for easy cleaning, but Luke didn't care about details like that. He just wanted to know when he could try it out, but the grownups didn't seem to be in any big hurry, especially mommy who seemed especially concerned about the eventual stink of dried old cum. Much giggling ensued as they discussed the prospect of shaking old jizz out of a rubber pussy. As if that weren't embarrassing enough for poor Luke, they also floated the idea of making him wear a condom while fucking his stuffed pony until they remembered that neither of them had any condoms on hand that would fit his dinky little pecker. Naturally, this was followed by another round of howling laughter before finally turning their attention back to Luke who had been waiting patiently, despite looking like he wanted to cry.

"Alright, that's enough fun," said mommy, still grinning as she reached down and ruffled Luke's head fluff. "I think this lil' guy's testicles are going to burst if we don't let him ride his new horsey soon."

Luke nodded, hoping they'd finally have pity on him. To be honest, he was rather ashamed to admit his eagerness to fuck a plushie, but he was so desperate to drain his uncomfortably full balls that he'd gladly shove his tiny cock in anything if it meant he could finally get off. Though, as much as he didn't want to admit it, there was a definite attraction to the lifelike vulva smiling at him from under Princess Pony's sparkly purple tail. Even Lisa couldn't help but notice the meager bulge in the front of his diaper.

"Uh oh! I think you might be right," said the smirking mare, crouching down in front of Luke. "We better help him before he busts right out of that diaper."

She poked the front of his satin diaper cover to let him know she'd spotted his shameful erection, even under all that padding. Predictably, he tried to cover it up, blushing uncontrollably as he repositioned his beloved plushie between her and his crotch. Only a moment ago, he'd been fantasizing about how he wanted to fuck his big stuffed friend, but now he was getting cold feet, wondering if they were really going to make him do it right there in front of them. Unsure if he'd be able to perform, he looked up at mommy with a worried expression and popped his thumb into his mouth, a surefire way to show that he was overcome with shyness. Unfortunately, mommy wasn't going to save him now.

"Hey, c'mon now," she said, taking him by his free paw. "No need to be bashful. You don't have anything Lisa hasn't seen before. Just do what she says and I'm sure you'll do fine."

Suddenly feeling incredibly nervous, Luke just wanted to run off and hide, but he knew it was too late for that now. Yanking his paw away from mommy was a big no-no, and he still remembered the thrashing he got last time he pulled a stunt like that. His bottom was sore for days, not to mention the humongous soapy enema that came after. Just the thought of it was enough to get his little legs moving as mommy and Lisa led him to the middle of the living room.

Upon their arrival, Lisa snatched Princess Pony right out of his arms and placed the toy on the floor with her lifeless hindquarters up in the air. Utilizing an elastic hairband, she bound the plush's unruly tail into a simple loop, allowing easier access to the soft silicon genitalia underneath. Already too excited for his own good, Luke's little cock jammed itself painfully into the thick padding of his diaper as he wondered what it was going to be like when he finally got his chance. Though, stage fright got the better of him as Lisa reached for the waistband of his diaper.

He jumped back a step, dodging her grasp long enough to ask, "Do I really have to do it right here?"

"Don't be an ungrateful brat," snapped mommy, stepping behind him to keep from backing up further. "Lisa went and got you a thoughtful gift out of the kindness of her heart and you're being very rude."

Luke grabbed the front of his dress and pulled it down over his diaper, his voice cracking as he tried to request some much needed privacy, "Yeah, but..."

"I don't want to hear it!" said mommy, cutting off his whining. "Now you be a good little princess and let Lisa teach you how to use your new toy. Don't make me tell you again, or you'll be waiting until bedtime to get off, and I assure you it won't be the least bit romantic. So make your choice, and do it quick."

Suddenly getting over his fear, Luke walked up to Lisa and lifted his dress. He was annoyed that mommy wouldn't even let him talk, but there was little room for arguing considering the ultimatum she'd just given him. He didn't want Princess Pony going back into the closet before he'd gotten a chance to try her out, so he knew what he had to do, no matter how embarrassing. Still, it wasn't easy to accept the thought of anyone else seeing inside his diaper besides mommy. He was so self conscious of his tiny dick that he nearly squirmed away a second time as Lisa knelt down in front of him, but this time she managed to get her hands on him first.

"You're not getting away so easily," said Lisa, grinning playfully as she grabbed him by the hips and pulled him in close.

He twisted his body trying to turn away from her, too bashful to look her in the eye. However, the big strong mare had no problem keeping hold of him, and he quickly realized there was no point struggling. He tried to resign himself to his fate, but he was still just as nervous as before, sticking his thumb back in his mouth in an effort to calm himself. A voice in his head scolded him for behaving so pathetically in front of Lisa, but he could stop himself, especially as she slipped a finger into each side of his waistband.

A moment later, Lisa yanked his pants down in one swift motion before he could even try and stop her. Looking down, Luke found his diaper and protective panties pooled around his ankles while his pitiful little powdered prick poked out in front of him, still rock hard despite his crippling anxiety. He was suddenly very glad to have a thumb to suck on, because he immediately wanted to cry the moment he saw the amused look on Lisa's face as she saw what he'd been hiding inside his diaper.

"Well, now I can see why mommy always dresses you in girly pink clothes," she said, gently lifting his tiny erect penis with one finger.

Luke felt like he might die of humiliation as he watched her twiddle his little hairless cock with one of her big fingers. Even just one of her fingers completely dwarfed his little boyhood, making it look even more scrawny by comparison. Just another sorry reminder of why mommy had no use for him in bed. He wished he could run away and hide from his shame, but knew he wouldn't get very far with his diaper still wrapped around his ankles. Completely emasculated, he couldn't bear to look, cupping his paws over his eyes as his tail darted up between his legs to cover his nakedness.

"Aw, you must be sensitive after being locked up for so long," said Lisa, sticking her tongue out a bit. Amusing as it was to tease the little runt, she took pity and stopped fondling his adorable dicklette, finally giving him permission to play with his new and improved plushie as a sort of peace offering. "Go and take your place behind her royal highness. Show me how you'd pleasure a real woman."

His ears perking back up, Luke uncovered his eyes in time to see mommy and Lisa taking their seats on the sofa. As expected, they both had smiles plastered on their faces as they got ready to watch the show, but Luke was still hesitating, deathly afraid he might do something wrong and make himself look even more foolish. Sensing he was getting cold feet, mommy chimed in to offer some words of encouragement.

"Go on, honey. It's okay," she said, pouring a glass of wine for her and her friend.

Luke took a deep breath, focusing his sights on Princess Pony's upraised crotch. His mouth was dry and his paws trembled, but he knew he couldn't back down now or he'd look like a sissy. Trying to channel his inner porn star, he got down on his knees behind her and grabbed the plushie by her hips, pulling her close. Though, before his throbbing little member could reach the soft silicon pussy lips, Lisa spoke up, interrupting him

"Hey, what do you think you're doing?" she asked in a playful tone. "You have to ask her permission before breeding the royal fuckhole."

Luke immediately stopped what he was doing and glared over at the pair of ladies on the sofa, hardly able to believe the ridiculous shit that just came out of Lisa's mouth. He was on his knees with a pink diaper wrapped around his ankles, about to make love to a stuffed toy while wearing a frilly dress, and that still wasn't enough for them? Did they really have to add to his suffering like this? Well, apparently so, based on the icy stare mommy sent back his way.

"You better do it, little one. This is important stuff that Lisa is teaching you," said mommy, trading her serious expression for a mischievous grin as she continued. "Besides, this will be good practice in case you ever meet the real Princess Pony someday. You wouldn't want to offend her, would you?"

Luke rolled his eyes as Mommy and Lisa had a good long chuckle at his expense. Once they'd finished braying, he turned his attention back to his plushie, clearing his throat before attempting to give them what they wanted. He did his best to speak up, but the words got caught in his throat, causing him to mumble.

"Were you trying to say something?" asked Lisa, cupping her hand around her ear as she learned forward in her seat. "Be sure to speak up so we can hear ya."

Luke bit his lip and grumbled, trying to regain his composure before he said something that would get him in trouble. After a few deep, therapeutic breaths, he was ready to try again, but the words still didn't want to come out. He couldn't bring himself to talk dirty to a stuffed pony while being watched from the sidelines, afraid that he might overdose on embarrassment in the process. Though, at the same time, he knew he had to do it. He was in way over his head now, which meant he either did everything Lisa said or he'd end up over mommy's knee, or possibly something even worse.

She could even put him back into chastity for another week, and he couldn't let that happen, not after everything he'd been through today. He'd walked all over the mall, played dress-up, and even got a diaper change in a public bathroom. If he could put up with all of that, then he could definitely do this. It was just mommy and her friend, after all. They already knew his shameful secrets so he had nothing to hide, and even if they laughed at him, he knew they weren't going to shun him. In fact, he might even get a treat if he did a real good job.

One thing was certain though, he couldn't perform with all these thoughts running through his head and his fans weren't going to remain patient forever. Trying to clear his mind, he turned his focus back to Princess Pony's upraised ass, trying to imagine they were all alone together. He planned out what he wanted to say, carefully rehearsing it in his head until he was sure he could get it right on the first try without wussing out.

"May I please breed with you, your majesty?" he asked, trying to sound as natural as possible, despite the circumstances and the giggling from the peanut gallery.

"Such good manners," said Lisa, her voice as patronizing as possible. "Her royal sluttiness is impressed with your impeccable etiquette and invites you to fuck her as rough as you'd like."

Luke's ears perked up as he heard the good news. He'd been waiting for this for ten days, and he wasn't going to let anything else get in the way. Desperate for release, he grabbed Princess Pony by her bound tail and pulled her in close, holding her firmly in place. Then, with his free paw, he lifted the front of his short little dress to make extra sure nothing got in the way as he made entry. However, when he thrust his hips forward, he found his dry little stiffy wouldn't slide into her soft opening. He tried to adjust his aim, but it didn't do any good. He began to panic, fearing his cock was too worthless to even fuck a plushie, when Lisa offered up some helpful advice, having already put back her first glass of wine.

"Big mistake, rookie," she said, interrupting with her blunt assessment. "You need to start with some foreplay first to get her in the mood. Try eating her out until she's nice and slippery. Then that little baby carrot between your legs should slide right in, no problem."

"Yep, she's telling the truth," said mommy, tacking onto the end of Lisa's comment as she nodded in agreement.

Luke groaned, but wasn't going to give up so easily. Frustrated, he climbed off Princess Pony and lifted up her hindquarters, getting a faceful of her fully-detailed pussy lips in the process. It looked like a fun place to stick his cock, but that didn't mean he was excited to find out what it tasted like. Regardless, he leaned down and gave it a kiss, sticking his muzzle between the realistic folds of the artificial vulva. Between the chemical smell and the rubbery taste, he didn't find it very enjoyable, but Lisa was quick to talk him out of his hesitation.

"Just so you know, I also got you a bottle of cotton candy flavored lube to go with your gift, but it seems I forgot it at home," she said with a smirk. "So you better make sure to get your tongue down in there nice and deep. Those little kisses you're giving her aren't going to get the job done."

Luke sighed, knowing what he had to do. It was now or never, so he decided to dive right in, trying to get it over with as quick as possible. Abandoning all reservations, he ran his tongue up and down Her Majesty's slit, licking and slurping, until her silicon flaps glistened like the real thing. Now he was even more desperate to get off, but he knew there was one more thing he had to do.

He pushed his muzzle even deeper into the soft spot under her tail, trying to ignore the slobber coating his face as he tongued her slippery opening. He started around the outside before probing deeper, knowing his performance was going to be critiqued. There was some concern about what the inside would be like, but it wasn't as bad as he expected. In fact, once enough of his saliva had seeped into the narrow canal, it ended up tasting like one of his pacifiers. Though, that didn't mean he was enjoying it much.

The front and sides of his muzzle were shiney with spit, and the muscles in his mouth were starting to ache so bad he could hardly move his tongue. Unable to tongue fuck her any longer, he started licking the outside again. Not for pleasure, but because he wanted to make damn sure he got everything wet enough down there, fearing he may not get a second chance. He was so focused on the sloppy sounds of his work that he didn't notice anything else happening around him until he felt something crawl across the front of his neck.

He pulled his face out of Princess Pony's majestic folds just as mommy was tying a bib around his neck, trying to save his pretty new dress from the strings of drool that were hanging under his muzzle. Looking down, he saw his least favorite bib out of the whole collection. It was huge on him, fitting more like an apron than a bib, but even worse were the words scrawled across the front in pretty cursive text. Of course, Lisa thought it was absolutely hilarious and insisted on reading it outloud just to make him squirm.

"What does that say?" she asked, squinting to read the pink lettering from across the room. "Princess Poops-a-Lot? Is that your new nickname around here?"

Luke ignored the question, pretending like he didn't even hear her as he grabbed the bib and used it to wipe the drool off his face. He was getting sick and tired of everyone picking on him, and he was about to lose his temper if they didn't lay off. Regardless, they kept right on talking with each other, leaving him waiting with his pants down around his ankles.

"Where do you find this stuff?" asked Lisa, handing a fresh glass of wine to mommy who returned to the sofa to reclaim her spot.

"The baby section," she replied, with all seriousness. "When you're married to a man of Luke's size it's not hard to find clothes with poop-related humor."

"Hmph!" grumbled Luke, broadcasting his annoyance to let them both know he was getting impatient. He knew he was walking a dangerous line, but he was fed up with their teasing. Fortunately, thanks to the wine, they were willing to tolerate a bit of attitude in the name of having fun.

"Oh, I'm sorry. We've been neglecting you, haven't we?" asked Lisa, talking down to the fully-grown fennec like he was a mere child. "You did a very good job with your foreplay, hon. Now go ahead and mount her, but take it slow. Remember, you don't want to squirt too quick. Mommy will be judging your performance, so don't blow it."

Luke blushed, glancing over at mommy to see if he had her blessing as well. She didn't have any words of encouragement, but she did give him a flirtatious wink as she swirled her wine, letting him know that it was okay to proceed and that she'd be watching with great interest. It was a lot of pressure for Luke considering he was still effectively a virgin, but he had to push those kinds of thoughts out of his head. Too much thinking was the enemy. If he was going to do this, he had to focus.

He quickly got Princess Pony back into the proper position, giving a determined nod as he knelt down behind her and lifted the front of his dress. He grabbed her by the tail and pulled her close, draping his short, frilly dress over her velvety haunches to keep it safely out of the way. More eager than ever, he licked his lips as he got a firm grip on her waist, just above her supple over-stuffed hips. It only took a moment to get fully hard again as his sensitive little boyhood pressed against her soft backside. This time he had no problem finding the right spot, feeling his way across his imaginary lover's wet folds until he located her opening with the tip of his tiny erect cock. Biting his lip in anticipation, he got lined up and thrust his naked pelvis forward, sliding in with hardly any resistance thanks to the slippery layer of saliva coating her insides.

It felt so good. He had to pause almost immediately to make sure he didn't cum before even getting started. Now that everything was lubed up properly, he fit inside with no problem. If anything, it seemed like he was on the small end of what she could handle, but her textured love canal was still tight enough to give his stubby pecker a gentle squeeze, and considering how sensitive he was after being locked up for over a week, that was all he needed. It took a moment, but he was finally ready to start pumping his little hips, doing his best to work his tiny dick in and out.

It was the most intense pleasure he'd ever felt. The soft silicon massaging his overly-sensitive cock sent shockwaves through his body that made it hard to get a rhythm going, having to stop every few seconds to get his bearings straight and remember to breath again. This slow and janky style of love making didn't make for the most erotic display, but he was having too much fun to care.

He was in his own little world, just him and his favorite new toy. He could hear voices, but he didn't pay any attention. It was all just meaningless background noise as he rocked back and forth on his knees. He was so focused on his task that he didn't notice anything else, not even the undignified grunts and groans coming out of his own mouth. The only sound he was concerned with was the wet squishy sound of Princess Pony's wonderful new fuckhole as he thrust in and out. His lust for plushie pussy was obvious, but he was too preoccupied with his own pleasure to worry about that now.

Eventually, the weak-willed fennec got greedy, staying inside her for too long without pausing to cool down. Predictably, his playtime came to a quick end as he lost control, flooding the royal birth canal with his hot, sticky cum while his body was rocked with a powerful orgasm that left him shaking. He shamelessly fell forward onto Princess Pony and whimpered pathetically as he finished depositing his load inside her. Though, even after he was done cumming, he couldn't do much more than lie there quivering as he tried to catch his breath, listening intently as mommy and Lisa discussed his performance behind his back.

"That certainly didn't take long," said Lisa. "Did he even last a full minute?"

"Doubtful," replied mommy, "Though, it's still longer than I expected. His little balls were so pent up, I'm amazed he didn't squirt in his diaper the moment he saw what was hiding under her tail."

"Well, when you put it that way, I guess he did a pretty good job. I mean, he wouldn't have gotten an orgasm out of her, but maybe a few neighs at least."

"Yeah, assuming she could even feel his little winky rubbing inside her. I'd have to assume most guys in the Pony Kingdom are probably pretty well hung."

"You may have a point," said Lisa. "I can't imagine Her Majesty would be satisfied with that little thing."

"Oh, I'm sure Luke can find some way to repay the princess for her kindness," said mommy, turning her attention back to her little husband who was still panting on top of his plushie fuck doll. "Luke! No woman wants you laying down with your flaccid little worm stuck inside her. Now get up and finish what you started. You may begin by licking her clean, then move onto her clit."

"Ew, do I really have to?" asked Luke, repulsed by the mere thought as he pulled out and got a look at Princess Pony's warm, creamy sex.

"If you want to play with her again tonight, then yes," replied mommy, trying to hold back a devilish smile. "If you don't want to clean her out the old fashioned way, then I'll have to take her back to the kitchen and wash her out myself, and you won't see her again until next week."

"Tough but fair," said Lisa, smugly. "Gotta clean up your mess or you won't be invited back."

Luke frowned as he hoisted Princess Pony's rear-end up in front of his face, trying to decide if he had the guts to go down on her cum-soaked nether region. The thought of another ride before the end of the night was tempting, and he didn't want mommy to take her away for another week. Still, he didn't know if he had the stomach for it. Even just the musky smell of her freshly-used pussy was enough to make his tail curl. Instantly put off, he looked to mommy one last time to see if she was really going to make him go through with it, but she didn't tell him anything he wanted to hear.

"What are you looking at me for? Pay attention to what you're doing," she said, sounding very serious. "Dribble even one drop of cum on that pretty new dress of yours and I'll take the hairbrush to your backside until you're _begging_to be put back in chastity."

"And you better be quick about it," added Lisa, "because Kate and Nailah just texted me to let me know they're on the way over."

Luke's ears folded back as he heard Kate and Nailah were coming over too. He really didn't like them much, and he definitely didn't want to be muzzle-deep in Princess Pony's backside when they got here. Pressed for time, he shut his eyes, took a deep breath, and dove right in, licking and slurping his way across her realistically moulded slit. He could taste the difference right away, but tried not to dwell on it, hoping to power through before he had a chance to think about what he was actually doing. Of course, mommy's interruptions didn't help either.

"Get in there deep and really clean her out," said mommy. "I don't want your stickies leaking out onto the carpet while we have guests, you hear me?"

"Yes, mama" replied Luke weakly, before jamming his tongue down inside the royal cum trap.

He shuddered, feeling his own semen wash over his tongue like warm milk. He tried not to think too much about it, but it was nearly impossible not to imagine the generous cum deposit that was surely waiting for him at the bottom of her highness' love tunnel. Just the thought made him want to gag, and he was less than a second away from calling it quits when he got a bit of a helping hand, whether he wanted it or not.

Without warning, mommy snuck over and grabbed Princess Pony by her mane, lifting her front-half up while Luke's face stayed buried in her messy, well-loved sex. He reacted a few short seconds later as a torrent of rich, creamy cum poured into his open mouth. Some of it ran down his tongue and into the back of his throat, while the rest pooled under his tongue. Jerking his head back, he snapped his mouth shut and struggled to gulp it all down quickly without spilling.

Unfortunately, his throat muscles didn't seem to want to cooperate, forcing him to become very well acquainted with the taste of his own salty jizz as he knelt on the floor, trying to swallow it down. Finally, after many attempts, he was able to choke down the whole mouthful in one go, but it still left behind an unmistakable aftertaste of spunk. Upset and grossed out, he made a nasty face at mommy once he realized what had happened.

"Hey! Why'd ya have to do that?" he asked, snapping at her. "You got it in my mouth and I could've choked!"

"Relax, you big drama queen. I was just trying to help," replied mommy, not even attempting to hide her amusement despite his angry little outburst. "Besides, it's just your own cummies, so what's the big deal?"

Luke opened his mouth to tell her what the big deal was, but he was swiftly silenced as mommy reached down and used his bib to scour the end of his muzzle clean, totally ignoring the fact that he was trying to say something the entire time. Even after she was done cleaning his face, she didn't let him get a word in as she doted over him.

"Goodness, look at this bib. You sure ate like a messy baby tonight," she said, holding up his soiled bib so he could see for himself.

Unsurprisingly, he turned away, making his disgust clear. He didn't want that gooey cum-soaked rag anywhere near his face. Though, before he could raise a stink, she'd already yanked it off his neck and moved onto the next thing.

"At least your dress was spared," she said, eyeing him up and down as she helped him to his feet. He was being more cooperative now, but she still had to slap his paws away to keep him from pulling his dress down over his flaccid winky, scolding him as she kneeled down beside him. "Oh no, don't even think about touching your dress with those sticky little paws. I'd like to keep the jizz stains to a minimum until Kate and Nailah get a chance to see your new outfit, so just hold still and try not to touch anything while I get you cleaned up."

As instructed, Luke promptly stopped fidgeting, reverting to his usual meek self as mommy took out the baby wipes and got started. Now that he'd finally shot his load and his sex-induced mania had died down, he was becoming more aware of his surroundings as well as his sense of shame. At some point during his playtime with Princess Pony, his dress had slowly worked its way up above his waist, leaving most of his shaven diaper area on display, and it drove him crazy not being able to cover it, especially when he knew Lisa was staring at his dainty pink genitals with a big dumb smile on her face. Apparently, they both found his attempts at sex hilarious, and he was getting really tired of being the butt of all their jokes, but there wasn't much he could say about it while mommy was scouring his tiny cock with a baby wipe. However, that didn't stop Lisa from teasing him all the same.

"I can't believe you went from a pussy eating poon hound to mama's little angel in like ten seconds," said Lisa. "She's really trained you well, hasn't she?"

Luke scowled, baring his teeth. He tried to let it go, but he was so annoyed that he couldn't stop himself, shouting back in a childish tone, "Nuh uh! Shut up!"

He knew it was naughty, but it felt good nonetheless. Though, his victory was short lived as mommy wrapped his little twig and berries up in a wet wipe and gave them a firm squeeze to let him know that she quite literally had him by the balls. Luke immediately let out a surprised whimper and tried to squeeze his thighs together, adopting a rather unimposing stance as he looked back toward his wife with pleading eyes.

He feared she was going to crush his precious little grapes, but it never came. Instead, he felt a hard swat on his hairless butt that would have made him jump if not for the fact that she still had a strong grip on his naughty bits. He let out a shrill cry, startled by the unexpected blow to his backside, but mommy didn't listen, talking over him as she held him tightly by the balls.

"That was very rude, young lady," she said, slapping his naked bottom again and again to punctuate each of her sentences. "You apologize to Lisa this instant. Then I want you to promise to never use that kind of talk ever again."

"Ow! Okay, okay!" said Luke, his voice quivering as he turned to Lisa and made his apology. "I'm sorry for being a brat, very, very sorry. I swear..."

"And what else?" asked mommy, tugging on her little hubby's nutsack to remind him of his place.

"And I'll never do it again, I promise!" he continued, his voice growing louder and more high-pitched as he felt mommy's mighty paw tightening around his delicate testicles.

"Well, if you want my forgiveness, then you have to do something for me first," said Lisa, sitting up in her seat. "If you sing the Princess Pony theme song for everyone once Kate and Nailah get here, then I'll accept your promise and forgive your nasty little outburst. Do we have a deal?"

"Yes, ma'am. Thank you, ma'am," said Luke, quickly getting on his best behavior, even if he sounded a bit unenthusiastic.

He wasn't thrilled to hear that he'd have to humiliate himself again before the end of the night, but he wasn't going to fight about it, knowing the outcome could have been much worse. At least he could finally relax as mommy released her harsh grip on his tender little pebbles and finished wiping his diaper area clean. Next, she took a fresh wipe and cleaned his paws and face, trying to get the stickiness out of his fur. After all that, she finally saw fit to pull his diaper back up around his waist, followed by his plastic undies, and then a quick adjustment to make sure his dress was on straight and proper. She still complained that he "reeked of sex," but there wasn't anything she could do about that now. Instead, she patted him on the seat of his diaper and ordered him to go sit with Lisa on the sofa while she took care of some business in the kitchen, dropping Princess Pony off in the playpen on her way.

Meanwhile, Luke was worried that Lisa might give him a hard time over his little outburst a moment ago, but she welcomed him up onto her lap with open arms. She even spent a minute or two bouncing him on her knee until mommy brought out a warm bottle, allowing Lisa to feed him while she returned to the kitchen to finish up some hors d'oeuvres.

Luke eyed the bottle skeptically, wondering if that was really all he was going to get for dinner, but he didn't dare refuse when the strong mare scooped him up in one arm and stuck the rubber nipple in his face.

"Suck it," she said, not mincing words, expecting him to put up a fuss like usual.

However, he surprised her by latching onto the nipple and sucking willingly without so much as a whimper. He was too tired to fight it anymore, and there really wasn't any point trying to maintain the illusion that he was a big boy with some shred of dignity. More importantly, he couldn't turn down a chance to wash the taste of semen out of his mouth, and the fact that his bottle was sweetened with vanilla liqueur was a pleasant discovery as well.

It wasn't unheard of for mommy to spike his bottles with a bit of booze to mellow him out when she had guests over. It was also a great way to ensure he checked out early and stayed asleep longer, which was invaluable when mommy and her friends brought gentlemen home from the club. This bottle was a treat for being such an obedient little husband all day, and if it helped him relax then all the better. It wouldn't get him too intoxicated, but he'd be feeling the effects by the time he was done, thanks to his miniature bodyweight and nonexistent tolerance for alcohol. Though, he didn't have to wait that long to start feeling something as Lisa began fondling the front of his diaper.

"You look so innocent sucking on that bottle," said Lisa. "What happened to the kinky plushie-fucking exibitionist from a minute ago?"

Luke's lips stayed locked around the rubber nipple in his mouth, but his blushing and embarrassed expression told her all she needed to know.

"Don't be like that," she continued, having a bit more fun with him as she stroked the lump in the front of his diapers. "I can tell you're having fun. You're almost as hard now as when you were chowing down on Slut Pony's hot, sticky creampie."

Luke wanted to argue, but he was too busy chugging his vanilla flavored bottle and getting his cock rubbed to fight back with his usual amount of sassiness. The most he could offer was a feint grumble to let her know that he didn't care for her choice of words. Though, he didn't take it any further, preferring to just sit back and let her do whatever she wanted with him.

Unfortunately, his bottle ran dry before he could make stickies in his diaper. She'd rubbed, patted, and tickled the front of his diaper the whole time, but never enough to get him anywhere close to climax. She didn't really want to get him off, just tease him for a bit, and as soon as he finished his bottle he was right back on the floor with a raging hardon and explicit orders not to touch his diapers. Though, he didn't have long to pout before he heard the doorbell, heralding the arrival of Kate and Nailah, both of whom Luke disliked immensely.

They never played along, always treating him as an adult in diapers rather than a pup. Everything out of their mouths seemed to be peppered with subtle barbs to let him know what an embarrassment of a husband he was, and when mommy wasn't in earshot they tended to be even nastier. With Kate, it seemed like she was accidentally insulting, just a natural result of her being a loudmouth airhead, but Nailah really seemed to despise him. Maybe it was because she hated the idea of a grown man sitting in his own waste and pretending to be a helpless infant. Maybe she was jealous that her friend Ruby married a rich little brat and wasn't broke anymore. Luke could understand both scenarios, figuring it was most likely a combination of the two. Though, much to his surprise, they weren't as insufferable as usual this evening.

The sight of Luke in his sweet little pink dress was enough to defang them a bit. Even Nailah couldn't help but admit his cuteness when mommy had him curtsey for everyone. Sure, he got the usual ribbing about wearing pink, having thick, poofy diapers, and how his voice kept getting more high-pitched and whiny every time they saw him, but at least they didn't constantly refer to him as the "man of the house" like they usually did. It was fortunate they were in such a positive mood too, because it made his performance of the Princess Pony theme song much less awkward. Though, the liquored up bottle he'd just chugged down may have helped a little as well.

Once Luke was finally out of the spotlight, he could breathe a little easier, leaving the grownups to chat amongst themselves while they munched on fancy finger foods. Apparently, Nailah was in such a good mood because she'd finally gotten laid, breaking an impressive dry spell and milking enough money out of her new boytoy to pay her rent on time. Kate was in a good mood simply because Nailah wasn't being a bitch all the time, so everyone was happy. Even Luke, who was enjoying a steady stream of bacon-wrapped scallops thanks to Lisa who kept sneaking him snacks from the table. By some incredible stroke of luck, mommy looked the other way on his unauthorized snacking, letting her little guy have some extra fun on his special day, but she eventually paid him back by telling everyone the story of his trip to the mall.

She covered every embarrassing detail, from the spanking he got that morning for pretending to be sick, to his piss-soaked overalls while they were shopping for bathing suits, and finally wrapping up with the story of how Luke got his lovely new dress and frilly diaper cover. It was definitely embarrassing, but at least no one pulled him into the conversation, leaving him plenty of time to stuff more scallops and mini-quiche into his mouth while everyone was distracted by mommy's storytelling. She painted quite a vivid picture, which became a real problem when she got to the part about Princess Pony.

Luke had to hide under the coffee table just to avoid suffering a fatal dose of humiliation as mommy told everyone about the hilarious gift Lisa got for him. Judging by Kate and Nailah's laughter at the start of the story, it was only going to get worse as it went on. As expecting, their jaws hit the floor when they heard about Luke's little cunnilingus adventure and every shameful thing that came after. As if that weren't enough, mommy dared them both to go over to the playpen to see the royal fuck doll for themselves when they expressed disbelief.

Naturally, they couldn't resist seeing Princess Pony's new pussy for themselves and riotous laughter ensued. Luke took the opportunity to peek his head out from under the table to scowl up at mommy, but she just smiled and shrugged her shoulders as if she weren't doing all this on purpose. Incredibly irritated, the little runt of a fennec crawled out from under the coffee table, balled his little paws into fists, and stomped his foot angrily, not that it had much impact on the plush carpet. Unfortunately, his display of frustration didn't earn him any sympathy as mommy laughed right in his face.

"Aw, I'm sorry, baby. Did mommy embarrass you in front of her friends?" she asked, being as patronizing as possible as she got up from her seat and picked him up, pressing him against her chest. She bounced him up and down gently with one hand under his seat while she patted his back with the other, making a big show out of babying him in front of the others as she continued. "I know you're shy, but you don't need to be ashamed. Even little diaper babies like you need to make cummies sometimes. Isn't that right, pumpkin?"

"Yes, mama," said Luke, speaking softly as he pressed the side of his face against her neck, hoping to end this degrading conversation before it went any further, but there was no stopping it now.

"I bet you're ready for another playdate with your new filly friend, aren't you? Would you like to go in the playpen while the grownups talk?" she asked, still maintaining a sugary sweet tone to keep him docile while she humiliated him.

"Yes, mama," he replied a second time, seemingly unable to articulate anything else as he waited for this embarrassing spectacle to end.

Thankfully, she walked him right over to the playpen and set him down without another word, besides a brief reminder to clean out the royal cum catcher when he was finished with her. Luke put on his "not amused" face to show his disdain for her twisted sense of humor, but she was too busy to notice. Out of nowhere, she spun him around, unzipped the back of his dress, and pulled it off over his head, leaving him standing there in nothing but his frilly pink diaper cover with a stunned expression on his face. He turned back around just in time see her strolling away with his dress, quickly disappearing down the hallway where it would be safe from his messy style of lovemaking. Though, while she was gone, Lisa came over to the side of the playpen with one last surprise.

"Look what I found. Turns out it was in my pocket the whole time," she said, holding up the small bottle of cotton candy flavored lube that she previously claimed to have forgotten at home. "I'll let you have it right now if you sing Princess Pony the "Song of Courting" from episode six."

"That's no fair," whined Luke, coming up to the side of the playpen to meet Lisa and plead his case. "You said that was s'posed to be part of my present, and I don't even know that song anyway."

"Oh please, as if I'm going to believe that from someone who watches their Princess Pony sing-a-long video on a daily basis," said Lisa, smugly. Though, rather than pressing him on his lie, she suddenly feigned boredom and tossed the tiny 3oz bottle down to him, saying, "Fine, take it. You're no fun, and those poofy pink panties make your butt look big."

Just as Lisa was turning to leave, mommy came back with Luke's beloved Gameboy case under her arm, delivering it to him on the condition that he keep the volume down, and that he try not to moan too loudly while he was fucking his stablemate. He happily accepted the deal, giving a sincere promise that he'd be a good girl in exchange for his Gameboy case, which he quickly hugged to his chest. She pat him on the head and smiled down at him before returning to the sofa to rejoin the other grownups, leaving Luke to have his own fun in the relative privacy of his playpen over on the other side of the room.

He started by taking out his Gameboy, but all he could think about was having his way with Princess Pony again. The plan was to play some video games until he was sure that no one was paying any attention. Then, when no one was watching, he'd get his chance to really let her have it without everyone judging his performance. However, he hardly made it ten minutes into his game before being driven to distraction by Her Majesty's beautifully crafted hindquarters.

He listened in to the conversation on the other side of the room to confirm they weren't talking about him anymore. After an entire minute of eavesdropping without hearing his name or the word diaper come up, he figured it was as good a time as any to initiate his plan. Taking Princess Pony by the leg, he dragged her over to the far corner of the playpen and propped her up with her backside high in the air.

Her tail was a bit messier than last time, but it was still mostly manageable and out of the way. At least he had a clear view of her lovely pink sex and that was all he needed to get fully hard inside his diaper. Though, before getting his tiny prick out, he took the lube he got from Lisa and drizzled a small amount across her plump pussy lips. Playing pretend, he leaned over to whisper something naughty into her lifeless cloth ear so he could imagine she'd gotten wet on her own.

He nodded his head as though he were responding to her royal decree as he reached back and began fingering the slippery crevice under her tail. He pushed two fingers up inside her, working them in and out slowly to get her narrow fuckhole properly lubricated. Once satisfied, he yanked his stubby little fingers out and timidly gave them a lick to see if they really tasted like cotton candy. They didn't, of course, but they were still pleasantly sweet enough that he was willing to try it a second time.

Unable to resist the sight of her shiny, glistening folds, he got down on his hands and knees and began to tongue her pussy. He started by rimming her soft, silicon opening before pushing his tongue inside to try and loosen her up a bit more. Then, as a finishing touch, he spent a generously long time flicking her fully detailed clit with his quick, agile tongue until he was finally ready to pull his face out of her backside and lick his lips clean.

He looked around one last time to make sure no one was watching before pulling down the front of his diaper and fishing out his little dick and balls, letting them hang out while the waistband of his diaper rested under his little hairless scrotum. With his pathetically small boyhood poking out of his diapers, he got into position behind his lovely plushie sex slave and grabbed her around her thickly-stuffed thighs.

With a deep breath, he pulled her close, penetrating her with his finger-sized penis as her rump pressed against his crotch. He paused, waiting for his over-sensitive cock to stop twitching, knowing he'd quickly shoot his load if he went at it too fast. He wanted to last longer than last time, so he took a moment to enjoy the sensation of simply being inside her before continuing on with his mission of love.

It took all of his willpower to stay silent as he began to pump his swollen member in and out of her heavenly crease. Even starting out at a slow pace, the feeling of her realistically textured vaginal walls enveloping his cock provided overwhelming pleasure that left his tongue hanging out of his mouth. Thankfully, as he grew more accustomed to the increasingly intense sensations, he was able to get a bit of a rhythm going, and eventually began to speed up. Soon, he felt like a real man as he plowed his overstuffed mate like a literal porn star. The only thing missing was the sound of moaning as his perpetually silent lover took his mighty tadpole over and over without making a peep.

Luke realized it was obviously for the best, allowing him to avoid detection while gleefully jackhammering away at Princess Pony's gaping horse pussy to his heart's content. That is, until he couldn't contain himself any longer and began cumming uncontrollably inside of her. Remarkably, the only sound he let out was a long raspy breath as the air escaped his lungs, leaving him breathless as he waited for the powerful orgasm to come to an end.

Always a considerate lover, he celebrated by collapsing on top of his partner, trying to catch his breath now that he had some semblance of control over his body again. Even still, he was barely cognizant enough to tuck his sticky genitals back into his diaper before rolling over onto his side and spooning with his beloved plushie. Of course, he had every intention of licking her clean like last time, but managed to pass out before he could get to it, falling into a deep sleep now that his every need had been satisfied.

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By the time Luke came to, he was being carried down the hall in mommy's strong arms. Having no idea how much time had passed, he wasn't sure when the party had ended, but judging by the fact that mommy was already in her robe, it was safe to assume the festivities had come to a close. He tried not to let on that he was awake, hoping he'd be put straight to bed without any further discussion. The feeling of wet padding rubbing against his hairless little prick told him he was still free from his chastity cage, and he aimed to keep it that way. However, upon entering the nursery, mommy didn't head for the crib. Instead, she took a seat in the rocking chair and began lecturing him, already fully aware that he was awake.

"Well, what do you have to say for yourself?" she asked, setting him down in her lap.

"Huh?" he replied sleepily, unsure of what he'd done to get himself chewed out already.

"Didn't I tell you to clean up your new toy when you finished playing with her? You left a shameful mess out there mister, and don't think Lisa didn't notice when she stopped by the playpen to say goodbye."

"Sorry, mama."

"It's not me you should be saying sorry to. In fact, I think I'll have you write an apology letter to Lisa tomorrow, and then you can wear one of your new dresses when we go to the post office to drop it off."

"Can't we just stay home tomorrow? I'm tired of being around other people."

"We can worry about that in the morning, okay dear? Now, it's late, but I thought you might want a little drink before bed."

With that, mommy opened up her robe, offering her sizable breasts to her tiny husband. Regrettably, they stayed partially hidden by her luxurious lace nursing bra, but Luke still had access to her engorged nipples by way of vertical slits down the front of each of the large E cups that cradled her heavy bosoms. Even though he was still quite drowsy, he couldn't say no to a midnight snack, especially when it was only inches away from his face. Lifting his head, he latched onto the nearest teat and began to suckle, careful not to get too greedy.

He could tell she was extremely sensitive tonight. Just tickling her nipple with his tongue was enough to make her flinch with pleasure, and it wasn't long before she was reaching into the side table for her trusty egg-shaped vibe. Most of his breast feedings seemed to end up this way, but Luke didn't mind. In fact, he was thankful for a chance to help out, doing his best to stimulate her while also relieving some of the pressure in her milk-swollen mammaries. After a few minutes of low-key moaning and groaning, she repositioned him over to the opposite side so he could work on her other tit while she retrieved her phone from deep within her robe pocket.

Again, there were no complaints from Luke as he started over on a fresh nipple, though he did have to wonder what mommy was watching so intently on her phone as she slipped the vibe back down the front of her panties and pressed it against her clit. With both her paws busy, Luke was left to his own devices, and he took the opportunity to get a bit handsy himself.

He put one paw on mommy's bountiful bosom, enjoying the feel of her supple breast while his other paw shot between his thighs and began massaging the front of his diaper. He'd never been able to pleasure himself so brazenly while nursing before, but with mommy's attention fixated on the phone in front of her face, there was no one to stop him. Though, he didn't even come close to climax before mommy beat him to it.

As usual, she tried to be very dignified about the whole thing, but it was still obvious enough that even a dopey little virgin like Luke could recognize what was going on. Understandably, he took great pride in the fact that he helped mommy get off, but of course he couldn't say anything about it. He just kept suckling away, much slower and gentler than before, pretending not to notice anything until she dropped her phone back into her robe pocket and gently pushed him away.

"Okay, baby. That's enough," she said, smiling down at him as she closed the front of her robe once again. "You can have more tomorrow if you promise to be a good girl and take your chastity cage without fussing."

Luke's expression changed suddenly as the chastity device was mentioned for the first time all night. He shook his head sheepishly to let her know that he didn't want to be locked up, but he was too much of a coward to say it outloud. Predictably, she ignored him, pulling him to her chest and sticking a paw under his padded bottom before getting to her feet and carrying him over to the changing table.

Without any further discussion, she set him on the table and forced him down on his back, pinning his shoulders to the changing mat for a few seconds until he stopped squirming. However, still not dissuaded from his little protest, Luke reached down and put his paws on the front of his piss-soaked diaper to keep her from slipping off his pink diaper cover.

"No!" he said, showing a great deal more conviction than usual as he tried to keep her out of his diaper.

"Don't boss me," she replied, speaking calmly so as not to trigger a yelling match at this time of night. "Now move your paws so I can change you out of this wet diaper before bed."

"But mama," he continued, speaking in more of an adult-like tone than he had all day. "I don't need to be locked up anymore. I'll be good, and I won't touch my diapers, I swear. Just no more chastity cage, please."

Mommy didn't say anything for a few seconds, considering her options as she looked down at her insubordinate pup on the changing table. With a little effort, she could certainly hold him down and get him strapped to the table. She used to have to do it all the time before giving him a big punishment, but she decided not to go that route tonight. It was late and she just wanted to go to bed, exhausted from her recent orgasm. Thinking quick, she struck a deal to keep him quiet and maintain the peace.

"Okay, okay," she said, taking her hands off his diaper. "We'll talk in the morning. It's too late for this now."

Luke was too stunned to say anything, unable to believe he'd gotten his way. He thought for sure that she was going to put him through the wringer for talking back like that, but she folded over immediately, something he'd never seen before. As such, he kept expecting her to ambush him and fight his diaper off the moment he let his guard down, but she didn't. She just reached down, scooped him up, and set him down in his crib a few steps away.

Not wanting to test his luck, he quickly pulled the blanket up over his legs and got his head down on the pillow, trying to show that he could be trusted to go to sleep without any funny business. He swore to himself that he wouldn't lay a finger on his diaper, determined to prove that he didn't need a constrictive chastity device locked over his naughty bits to follow the rules. It would be especially hard to keep his paws off in the morning, but the camera watching over his crib would keep him honest. He just wanted to fall asleep fast before he had a chance to start reminiscing about Princess Pony's perfect posterior, but the goodnight kiss he'd been expecting never came. He opened up his eyes to see what was holding up the goodnight ritual, only to find the lights were still on and mommy was nowhere to be seen.

Unbeknownst to him, she was making a final visit to the kitchen before the end of the night. She wanted one last glass of red wine to take back to her bedroom so she'd have something to sip on while she finished type-fucking that dumb young stud she met at the bar last week. It was Nailah and Kate's job to bring the guys over tonight, but seeing as they forgot, she was forced to make her own fun. Luckily, the contact list on her phone was full of thirsty males she could reach out to, and it didn't take long to strike up a naughty chat with one of them. Sure, young Kevin didn't seem too bright when they first met last week, but he certainly had a way with words, and by the end of the evening his titillating texts had her waiting for her friends to leave so she could have a bit of private time with Luke and "unwind" in her usual fashion.

Unfortunately, her little bundle of joy turned into a bit of a brat at the end, and now mommy had to prepare another special bottle for him. It had been over a week since he'd raised his voice and talked back to her like a big boy, and she was very disappointed to see him revert back to his old sassy ways. He obviously wasn't ready to come out of chastity so soon, a problem that mommy was going to rectify shortly.

She prepared a small 4oz bottle for him. It was chocolate flavor this time because that was his favorite and she needed to be sure he'd finish it all. Plus, the strong flavor of the chocolate liqueur would help mask the taste of the crushed sleeping pill she'd added to his drink. It was only half a pill, of course. She didn't want to keep him out for the whole day, just long enough to get him placed into his restraints and ready for a long day of well-deserved discipline.

By the time he awoke tomorrow, his wrists and ankles were already going to be cuffed down to the four corners of his crib, and that wasn't all she had in store for him. The leather muzzle would be making a comeback as well, locked tightly over his mouth to keep him from screaming like a banshee when he saw the same familiar chastity cage locked over his beloved little clitty once again. Mommy grinned at the idea, thinking about how that muzzle was going to be a lifesaver tomorrow as she twisted the lid on her husband's drugged baby bottle.

She couldn't imagine having to listen to Luke sob and plead all day, not only when she told him he'd be staying locked up for a full month this time, but also when she pulled out the big rubber enema bag and pumped his bottom full of soapy water. A few hours holding a castile soap enema with the inflatable enema nozzle up his ass would remind him who was in charge around here. If not, then twenty-four hours of sitting in the afterman would, and thanks to the strict leather muzzle, mommy wouldn't have to listen to him begging for a change. He could whimper and whine all day in his crib without interrupting her much needed private time with Kevin when he stopped by tomorrow for a quickie.

Though, Luke had no way of knowing the extent of mommy's plans as she strolled back into the nursery and handed him his special chocolatey treat. He was a bit puzzled, unsure of why she'd gone all the way back to the kitchen to make him a bottle when his belly was already full of breastmilk, but she provided a decent-enough explaination. The way she put it, it was a reward for his first trip to the mall and for performing so well in front of her friends. She even gave a toast to him for taking Princess Pony's virginity like a champ.

Luke hated to be complimented for something as shameful as fucking his plushie, but he raised his bottle up anyway, trying to mimic mommy as she took a celebratory swig of wine. As predicted, he was hooked the moment he tasted what she'd brought for him, not removing the rubber nipple from his mouth the entire time she remained in the nursery. Of course, she wasn't planning to stick around, but she did stay long enough to turn on the small TV on the corner of the dresser and start up the Princess Pony sing-a-long tape that had been in his VCR for months.

"You can have twenty minutes of cartoons to help you fall asleep," said mommy, careful to keep her wine glass stable as she poked at the buttons on the front of the TV. "I set it to turn off automatically, so don't stay up waiting for me to come back. I'll see you in the morning, baby. Sweet dreams, and remember, no touching the front of your diapers, okay?"

"Yes, mama," replied Luke, refusing to let the nipple out from between his lips even when speaking as his eyes stayed glued to the TV screen shining through the crib bars.

"That's what I like to hear", said mommy, blowing her foolish little hubby a kiss before hitting the lights and closing the door shut behind her.