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Greg finally finished washing his sheets and blanket, the dryer was still working on his quilt. His situation had gotten worse throughout the morning. He'd discovered just how well the locks on his diapers worked when he'd gone into the bathroom to try to get them off. No matter how he tugged, he couldn't get the padding covering his hind end to budge an inch. Worse still, he couldn't even reach in and fish his cock out to go pee. Soon after this discovery, he'd been forced by necessity to wet it.

The warm feeling surrounding his crotch was amazing, if utterly humiliating for the wolf. His cock hardened about halfway through emptying his bladder and refused to cooperate as he found himself unmistakably turned on by the feeling. Why was this so hot? He didn't understand, this hadn't ever been something he'd even considered before. How had they known about it when he, himself, didn't?

Now that his blanket was in the dryer; however, Greg was determined to get out of this. He shuddered as he considered the possibility if he failed to get out of his padding in time. Yet, as he thought through his options, he realized that only one choice really came to mind. Alden, a panther he'd met at the start of the semester. Why that particular cat kept coming to mind was beyond his comprehension, he just knew that was going to be the first person he asked.

Greg returned to his room, and sheepishly tried to find some clothing that fit. Most of his jeans were just too tight over-top the crinkling pampers, and a few rested too low to convince him the waistband would be adequately covered. The last thing the wolf wanted was everybody getting to see him walking around in a diaper, the thought of that rumor getting spread around wholly embarrassed him.

Eventually, Greg settled on a pair of sweats and a long t-shirt. He figured even if the worst happened and the sweats rode down, the shirt would cover the padding. As he pulled up his pants for the day, he was extremely aware of the crinkling sound that came with every move of his body, but couldn't do anything about it since he couldn't get the locked garment off. The wolf hoped nobody else would be able to hear it.

Eventually, Greg was ready. He took one more look at himself in the mirror, frowning slightly as he realized if you really looked, you could see the bulge of the diaper both in the front and back of his pants. He sighed and decided this would have to do because nothing else he owned would really help to hide it. He headed out, keeping an eye on his surroundings as he quickly locked his door and walked to his car.

Greg could hear the padding crinkle with every step. He was very aware of the way it made his gait into a slight waddle. He wondered if anyone else could see these things, or if they were even paying enough attention. Of course, it still brought a bright blush to his cheeks. He hoped he'd be able to hide his embarrassment a bit better when he got to Alden's place, or his friend might find out just a bit quicker than the flustered wolf was comfortable with.

Once he was finally at his car, Greg took a seat and sighed in relief. To be inside felt safer than the seemingly exposed walk. This was definitely something he'd have to solve sooner rather than later. The humiliation was nearly crippling, and he couldn't imagine having to go to a store this thickly padded. He put his key in the ignition, turned on the car, took a few deep breaths to calm his fluttering heart, then put the car in gear and started off down the road.

One thing the wolf had to admit was that these things were comfortable. They might be a little hot, but sitting in the car, the extra cushioning under his bum was kinda nice. If he weren't being kept in these against his will, he might even consider them for long car rides. After all, it would be super convenient to not have to stop and honestly felt better than just his usual underwear.

Greg blushed and shook his head. He'd worry about that stuff once he was free to make a decision on it again. He drove with purpose down the road, taking the back way that led closer to the college and his friend's apartment. He could only hope Alden was home. He wondered how the panther would react when he found out about the diapers. Would he still want to help out? He was a little afraid that the panther might just leave him to his humiliating and crinkly fate.

---

Soon, the wolf arrived outside Alden's apartment. It was one in a chain that was kitty-corner across from the school. Alden lived alone in the one on the far end. Though the manager could put someone else in there, they hadn't had anyone to put there yet this year. Greg parked on the street since he wouldn't be there long, shut off his car, and exited his vehicle.

All at once, that same apprehension returned, perhaps softened a bit by the fact he'd not been confronted on his last little excursion from his apartment to his car. Summoning his nerve, he started to the door, moving quickly but taking care with every step to hopefully hide his well-padded state from anyone who was looking. He didn't feel nearly as apprehensive here, however, because he knew the kinds of things college kids did. In fact, he'd seen a few frat boys in nothing but a diaper just the other day. So this close to campus, even if someone caught on, they'd probably only assume he was trying out to be in a frat.

The wolf stood at Alden's door for a moment before knocking. He adjusted his sweats, hiking them up subconsciously and trying not to look too desperate as he reached out a hand. He rapped gently on the door, almost lightly enough that he wasn't sure the panther would hear it. Greg smiled as he heard footsteps getting closer to the door from within.

"Ah, hi there, Greg. Everything okay?" Alden asked as he looked at the wolf standing on his doorstep.

Of course, Alden had seen right through him. That's part of why Greg had come here after all. The panther was very kind and sympathetic to the needs of others, and he really did need help here if he wanted any hope of escaping this situation.

"Umm, do you mind if I come in and explain there? It's kind of a long story, and, well, not one I'd like to tell on the doorstep," Greg replied as he awkwardly scratched the back of his head.

"Sure, come on in," Alden said with a friendly smile as he stood aside.

Greg walked into Alden's apartment and moved over to one of the couches. He could see a bag of chips on the coffee table and a bottle of Sprite. Some game was paused on the TV, it seemed to be a long RPG style game, and the music playing from the pause screen was pleasant and cheery. It served as ironic background music as he explained his dilemma to the panther.

---

Greg explained almost every aspect of what had happened. He knew how crazy it sounded, but he didn't exactly have a better way to express just how much he needed help. Alden offered him a drink and listened patiently, though he looked more surprised with every sentence Greg said. Of course, there were parts that the wolf left out. Like how he'd gotten his butt handed to him by a bunch of short-stack bunnies. But Greg knew he had to tell one certain humiliating detail. It's what he needed help with after all, so by necessity, he included the cursed diaper that had followed him to the real world.

As Greg finished, Alden just blinked a little in silence. He seemed to be in deep contemplation, so the wolf merely let him process and waited for his response.

"Well, you know, it sounds kind of crazy, but..." Alden was looking around, half expecting a friend with a camera to pop out as a part of the prank. He kinda wanted to call 'bullshit' right away, even be offended that Greg was making fun of him with this story. But... Something in the sincere look of desperation on Greg's face kept him from assuming the worst. So, with a sigh, he resigned to be nice and give his friend the benefit of any small doubt he had about this crazy story being anything other than a joke.

"You do sound very convinced," Alden said. "Do you have any proof? Or like... even just any 'evidence' you can show me that any of this is real?"

Greg flushed, he knew he had only one piece of evidence to offer right here and now. Of course, it was embarrassing, but what choice did he have?

"Umm, well, I..." Greg stammered...

Alden waited, with Greg this flustered, it seemed unlikely that he was the one being made fun of here.

"I can... you know... show it to you..." Greg said in a small voice with his ears down-turned. "But you have to promise not to laugh too much, though! Deal?" he added quickly.

Alden raised an eyebrow in intrigue, then responded, "Alright, you got a deal. Show me."

Greg got slowly to his feet, his fingers slipping into the waistband of his sweats. His heart fluttered as he remembered how babyish the diaper had looked on him earlier. He sheepishly paused, obviously flustered by the thought of showing this off to anyone. Alden was watching patiently, though his eyebrow had raised further when he'd seen the wolf's fingers reaching down to the sides of his pants.

Greg willed himself onward. He was at the point of no return, it was either he showed the diaper now, or there was no way Alden would believe him or help him. With one deep breath and mustering every bit of courage he had, Greg tugged on the waistband of his pants and revealed the baby block patterned diaper.

Alden was more contemplative than Greg had expected. The black cat kept looking back and forth for a long few moments between the thick diaper and Greg's own face.

Finally, with a blush of his own, he said, "I... I mean, I've seen a diaper before... But what's to make me think that this one was locked onto you by some magical force or something?"

Greg just pointed to the lock icon on the tapes and said, "Try it."

Alden shrugged and reached out to pull at one of the tapes on the wolf's diaper. His amused smile turned to a frown when it didn't even begin to budge. He adjusted in his seat to get a better grab at it. For a short while, he pulled every which way, trying each of the tapes on Greg's diaper, even getting his claws involved a little. But none of it had any effect.

Greg blushed as the cat got more and more involved in the handling of his diaper. He felt thankful Alden was actually willing to humor him, but still, this was embarrassing. He tried to ignore that and breathed a sigh of relief that now his friend was being confronted with evidence that he wasn't just crazy. And then wondered if it wouldn't have been better if the cat coulda just popped the tapes off and the curse only affected him. But in any case, that didn't seem to be the way the curse worked, and so now at least his friend could see that it wasn't just him being insane, and that did feel a little better than he felt just moments before.

Alden's face screwed up in concentration as he tried again to pull one of the tabs free of the plastic diaper front. He changed tactic and tried to tug down the whole garment, but found that was equally impossible. Then he brightened up on an idea and hurried over to a drawer in the little apartment's kitchen and returned with some scissors.

Greg wished he'd of thought to go after it with some scissors. Unfortunately, it still didn't help. Alden pulled the shears back and gave them a perplexed look as he noticed the blades were now notched from where they'd tried to cut the padding. Greg grunted as he felt the panther's hand grope the front of his padding, obviously flustered as he realized the gesture served both to see if he'd used it and to see if the padding could be shifted at all.

"Hmm, that's definitely on there tight. Maybe it's made of some kind of flexible metal 'alloy' or something too? I mean, is it hard to move in or anything like that?" Alden asked perplexed as he looked down at the pair of notched scissors again.

Greg shifted his hips, wiggling his butt back and forth slightly as he subconsciously tested his movement. The diaper stayed with him and moved as easy as you'd expect a normal diaper too, crinkling all the while. Alden watched as this diaper moved with Greg with no trouble at all.

"Well, no. I mean, no more so than I'd expect, I guess? Like, it doesn't feel like metal at all from the inside, it's just, I can't get it off at all. A letter I have at home explained I'd have to go back there to get it changed, and, well, that if I managed to get it off there, I'd come back without it," Greg replied, obviously relieved the panther believed him more by the moment.

"Well then, it sounds like we may need to go there to help you out. I mean, besides, I'd kinda really wanna see this world of yours, if it's real. So... let's plan a sleepover," Alden said with a kind smile and a firm pat to the wolf's padded rump.

Greg 'unfed' at the babyish pat and blushed at its implications. Though the panther hadn't yet bought into the whole thing, that was fine. Honestly, Greg hoped he was wrong too. Then the problem would get a lot simpler. A diaper he couldn't find a way to remove surely had to have some way to be taken off. But another world, born from bizarre programming code and half-formed thoughts, that, on the other hand, was significantly more challenging to deal with.

Alden took a few minutes to gather his things to bring over. Greg pulled up his sweats and sat on the couch, waiting for his friend. He felt apprehensive that Alden had seen him in the babyish diaper, but it had obviously been worth it since the panther was willing to come with him now. He saw by the look in the panther's eyes the padding was amusing to him, but something about the way he'd looked at it told the wolf that maybe there was more to it than what could be guessed.

Soon, Alden was all ready, and the two of them went back out to Greg's car. The wolf took a moment to hike up his sweats before he started out for the car, obviously apprehensive of who might be looking. Soon enough, the two of them were in the vehicle and on their way back to his house.

---

When the two of them got to Greg's house, Alden took out a game console he'd brought along. It was an old one but had plenty of fun games the two of them could play while they were waiting for the rest of the day to pass. Before they started, Greg showed Alden the strange programming code and the note.

"Hmm, well, I don't know much about programming, but it looks like it might have been written in some strange language. I mean, I don't even recognize a lot of these symbols, they look like something out of a spellbook," Alden commented as he scrolled through the code, which had gotten even longer while Greg had been away.

"Yeah, I mean, I don't even understand it, but somehow it all compiled. I mean, I have the report right here, and it doesn't look like it threw even one error. I mean, I'd think this was maybe just some kind of prank or something if it weren't for... well... you know," Greg said as a blush came to his face.

"Aww, don't worry, wolfy, we'll get that sorted one way or the other. Either we'll both be going to that world you told me about, or we'll find some way to get that diaper off." With a grin, Alden added, "I mean, if you want, but maybe you'd prefer to have your butt slapped into a new one? After all, this letter says you liked it."

Greg just groaned and jokingly pushed the cat's smug face away. The thought of getting diapered by Alden brought a blush to his face. He hadn't even considered that when he'd shown the panther the padding. Of course, it wasn't an idea he hated, just one that embarrassed him. Some part of him had to admit to himself that no matter what this was, it didn't really change the way his body reacted to the diaper. Maybe he and Alden could do that kind of thing together? The thought made his dick stiffen once again as he couldn't help the flustered whimper that escaped from him.

Guilt started to plague him a bit, and so he shook his head to clear away the idea. He got dragged into this against his will, but now, here he was leading his friend into this along with him... Maybe Alden was too nice for his own good if he was gonna willingly follow him into a world where he got this curse and got gang banged by a bunch of what had to be low-level RPG mobs... The thought of dragging an unwilling victim to that fate made Greg need to give Alden a proper warning.

"You okay in there?" Alden asked.

Greg realized he had been paused for too long after his friend's joke.

"I was only teasing..." Alden said.

"No, no, I'm fine..." Greg said. "But um... I mean... um... You see... In there is where I got this... and... I mean... what if you get one too? I mean... you need to be prepared for that... also um... some of the... um... NPCs... they can get a little um... 'frisky'... if you catch my drift... And uh..."

Greg wasn't quite done, but Alden was starting to double over with laughter, and so he stopped to shoot the cat a glare and say, "This is serious!"

"You made a fetish porn game!" Alden said as he struggled to control his laughing.

Greg just now realized that was what this looked like and blushed the hardest he'd done all day.

"Um... no..." was all he could say as the realization dawned on him.

Alden just hugged the wolf, then pulled back and, with his own blush, said, "It's okay. I... play a 'few' fetish porn games... I... wanna see this."

Greg breathed a sigh of relief. He felt better now. Alden may have laughed off the threat; still, he'd been warned and agreed to go into this.

After Greg regained his composure, he punched Alden in the arm and said, "And I didn't make it fetish or porn you perv! That junk was all added by whatever did..." he pointed to his diaper, "this."

The two of them settled down and resumed gaming. Greg couldn't help but smile at the thought of the kitty in a similarly babyish diaper. Of course, that wasn't the point of bringing him over, but at least the wolf knew that no matter how this ended, he was glad to have such a helpful and understanding friend to be there with him as he faced this nonsense. It felt a lot better now than it did when he was alone in this mess.

After a few hours, the two of them ordered some pizza and soda. Throughout the day, Greg had little choice but to use the diaper for its intended purpose. Thankfully, that didn't mean he'd had to mess it, but he had a feeling if he was caught in it for another day he'd have little choice in that either. Alden occasionally came over and checked the padding, obviously concerned it was going to leak or something and, of course, bringing a flustered blush to the wolf's face every time he got checked like a puppy.

After they'd eaten and played a few more hours, the wolf started to feel tired. It was odd, this wasn't usually the time he went to bed, but he could hardly keep his eyes open. Maybe this was a side effect of the fact he'd spent all his time asleep in the strange world, or perhaps it was an effect the diaper was having on him. Either way, it seemed to spread to the panther too, and the two of them went to his bedroom.

Greg stopped by the dryer and picked up his blanket. Thankfully, he'd already put his sheets back on his bed earlier, but he still wondered if the panther would pick up on why he might have his blanket in the dryer. Thankfully, if Alden picked up on it, he wasn't showing it. Greg wondered for a moment how they should do this, then remembered he had a spare mattress in his spare bedroom. He quickly moved it into the room and beside his own bed and let Alden set up the blanket he'd brought on top of it.

"Alright, see you on the other side if it's gonna happen again. If not, I'll see ya in the morning, and we'll work on getting you out of that," Alden said with a yawn as he laid down on his mattress.

"Yep, see ya," Greg answered, half worried it would end up being the latter, and they'd have to find some way to get him out of the scissor resistant diaper.

---

It took Greg nearly no time to fall asleep, and as he opened his eyes, he saw the inn room that he'd fallen asleep in around him. He groaned as he sat up, feeling fully rested at least but far more nude. He looked down and realized he was now wearing the cloth diaper the bunnies had left him in, but it was just as drenched as the one he'd been wearing in the other world.

Greg looked around, worried Alden hadn't been able to find him, and thankfully saw the panther looking out the inn room's window with a flabbergasted expression on his face. As Greg got to his feet, the panther looked around as if he hadn't realized there was anyone else there, and as he saw the wolf wearing nothing but a diaper couldn't help but crack a grin.

"Well, I've got to admit. I didn't fully believe you, but... wow. This place is beautiful, I'm happy I decided to humor you," Alden said.

"Yeah, but what now? I mean, I lost all my money and clothes and stuff when I got mugged. Heck, I wasn't even able to pay for this inn room, I still owe the innkeeper money for helping me out," the wolf replied, blushing as his tail tucked, obviously flustered about running around in nothing but a locked on cloth diaper.

"That might be a problem..." Alden said.

He grabbed the wolf gently and spun him a little. His eyes locked on his friend's padded rump. Greg was surprised at how unabashedly he was being stared at and cleared his throat.

Alden startled out of whatever he was thinking of and quickly said, "Um... right... you need clothes... I wonder if I have any money or anything."

Alden began searching the pockets of the outfit he had on as Greg took better notice of what Alden was wearing. Instead of his more modern clothing, he wore something that might be suitable for a commoner in this world. It wasn't anything too fancy, but it certainly wasn't lower class either. He looked like he'd be at home running a business or acting as a merchant for a caravan.

"Hey, look at that. I've got a few silver coins with me, maybe I can go get you some pants and pay for the room?" Alden said as he pulled a few heavy looking silver coins out of his left pocket.

"I hope so," Greg said. "I don't wanna have to go out like this."

"You just wait right there. I'll be right back," Alden said and then was out the door in a flash before Greg could even respond.

"Alright, see you soon," Greg said to the empty room with a roll of his eyes. He took a seat back on the bed, then laid back and stared at the room's wooden roof as he waited and thought about this situation they were in.

Time seemed to pass slowly to the diapered wolf. He looked down and found himself distracted by his appearance. His cock hardened in the front of his padding, and he absentmindedly scratched at it. The sensation was the same as it had been before, nothing but thick fabric hugging his hips and dick and keeping nearly all the feeling from getting through. It was annoying, mainly because he nearly wanted to try to get off before Alden got back, so the panther wouldn't notice he was stiff as a board in his padding. It made it all the more embarrassing to know that he didn't have any control over even that aspect of this babyish humiliation.

After what seemed forever but was likely only a few minutes of sitting in silence, Greg heard a knock on the door. He moved over and looked out the peephole just to make sure and saw Alden standing there. He opened the door, and the panther walked in, holding a set of commoner clothing and a few copper pieces.

"Well, I have some good news. I was able to rent this room for the whole week on one silver and used half another silver to buy you some clothes. I even got a backup pair just in case either of us loses ours. Um, they're sort of one size fits all, but at least you won't have to run around in just your diaper though," Alden said, obviously proud of what he'd accomplished.

"Thank you," Greg said gratefully as he snatched the set of clothing out of Alden's hands.

Alden was happy to have helped and just smiled as Greg went to work covering up his padding immediately. As he pulled up the pants, he realized they were quite a bit too wide through the hips. Thankfully, that meant they fit over the top of his diaper without needing to be let out. But then they both noticed with some amazement that the clothes seemed to fit better as soon as he put them on.

"Is that like an RPG thing? How the armor or whatever always fits no matter if you are a dwarf or an elf?" Alden asked.

"Um... maybe?" Was all Greg could answer. Sure he never programmed into the game clothing sizes, but still, this game had made so much without him, he didn't know what to expect.

Greg pulled on the shirt, and this one started out closer to a good fit right off the bat, but as they both watched closely, it still seemed to adjust it's fit to the wearer. It's fit was still a bit long, but Greg quickly decided that that suited him just fine. After all, it'd help to hide his diapers.

As soon as he was dressed, the two of them started out into the town. Rather than desperately seeking a way out, Greg decided they should head for the market district. After all, if there was some way out of this mess, he'd likely find it there. The two of them stuck to the main road, heading along past several people of various races, which were all talking, trading, and arguing around him. The world was vibrant and occupied by several people who couldn't be bothered to even pay any mind to the panther and the wolf as they walked along.

Of course, that didn't change that at least a few people noticed the wolf's state. He heard a few snickers, a few whispered conversations and even felt a pat on his butt from one of the passersby to, assumedly, confirm a suspicion. Alden led the way with almost a defensive air as if challenging anyone to mess with Greg. The wolf was eternally grateful that he had his friend here.

The two of them sorted through various stands in the marketplace. They found gear for adventurers, food, various equipment used in exploration, and even a set of potions. Finally, they came across a stand that seemed to be what they were after. The vendor was selling several types of diapers, along with various other types of clothing. Alden led the way, and Greg followed closely.

"Excuse me. Maybe you can help us out, my friend here has a... well... he has some magical clothing equipped that we'd rather like to be able to get off," Alden said to the vendor.

"Ahh, I see. Can I see the clothing in question so I can see what sort of magic is on it?" the vendor asked as he looked Greg up and down.

"Umm, well, is there any place I can go that... maybe... isn't quite so public?" Greg answered, his cheeks flushing instantly.

"Ahh, I think I know just what it is," the vendor responded as his hands moved over one of the cloth diapers, "am I right?"

Greg nodded nearly imperceptibly, aware there were eyes on him around the marketplace, and hopeful none of them were paying attention to the conversation.

"Well, that's easy enough to deal with. I sell caretaker stones, those will open that up in a jiffy," the merchant said almost as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

"Oh, how much are they," Alden piped in as he reached in his pocket.

"Ten gold. After all, we want to make sure those who shouldn't have access to them don't get a hold of one. Of course, we wouldn't be able to sell to your friend there either, since he's currently in one. Thankfully, you're here, so as long as you have the gold, we'll be able to help you out," the merchant said with a shrewd glance at the diaper bound wolf.

Greg's cheeks flushed. So, this was something he was going to need help getting out of. Well, thankfully, he'd brought Alden along. Of course, the look on his friend's face didn't fill him with confidence he'd be able to solve this right away.

"Hmm, and just to confirm, how much silver is it to a gold piece?" Alden asked as he pulled 3 silver pieces from his pocket.

"One-hundred," the merchant responded automatically.

"Ahh, I see. How much would you charge us to use your caretaker stone to get, umm, that... off my friend?" Alden said, obviously trying to think of a solution.

"Well, I wouldn't let you use it to take it off him. After all, whoever used their caretaker stone to seal it the first time obviously wants him in it. I would let you give him a change for five copper, though," the merchant replied.

"Hmm, well, I mean... it's better than nothing, right?" Alden said as he scratched the back of his head and turned toward the blushing wolf.

"B-but, a bunch of muggers were the ones who put it on me!" Greg whined, obviously frustrated he wasn't getting out of diapers anytime soon.

"How many people stuck in diapers do you think would tell me the same story if it let them get out? There's a reason caretaker stones are expensive, they're not meant to be handled by those who aren't supposed to have them. If I just went about removing the diapers of anyone who asked you can bet I wouldn't stay in business," the merchant said with a slight frown, obviously not as bothered about saying the word diaper as the other two were.

Greg scowled. He had a point, even if it was an infuriating point. Alden was right though, he definitely needed a change. His tail twitched, but he didn't argue further as Alden pulled out five copper and handed it to the merchant.

"Right this way then. I've got a caretaker stone attached to the table inside. I wouldn't try to steal it, though. I've put some powerful enchantments on it, especially for anyone sneaky enough to think they can make off with it," the merchant said as he handed Alden a fresh diaper, and opened a door leading into a small house, a crooked grin on his face.

Alden led the way inside, followed closely by Greg. The inside of the house was exactly what the wolf would expect. Though, that was hardly a surprise since this world had apparently been born from his own thoughts. Annoyingly, the only windows in the room were pointed to the market square outside, and though they were covered in heavy drapes, they still foiled his chance of escaping the hut without a diaper wrapped firmly over his butt.

To one side of the room was a large stone table with a shimmering silvery crystal chained to it. He knew right away that was what they were looking for, and Alden did apparently too since he led the way straight there. Greg felt a little awkward, he'd not been through a diaper change since he was a little kid, and he definitely didn't know what the panther beside him expected.

"Alright, why don't you climb up, and we'll get you sorted out," Alden said as he stood beside the stone table expectantly.

"Umm, are you sure you're alright with this?" Greg asked, scratching the back of his head awkwardly.

"Well, I mean, you heard him. You're not allowed to change yourself, and until we can get one of those caretaker crystals... well... this is just the best way to take care of it, right?" Alden replied, a blush appearing on his cheeks as he considered it.

"Well... what happens if you end up in one too before we can get one of those crystals? He won't sell them to people wearing one, so we'd both end up stuck," Greg said as he realized just how quickly this could go downhill for the panther.

"Well, we're gonna do our best not to let that happen. If it does, though, I guess we'll just have to deal with it somehow. I mean, it didn't say anything about a limit to the number of people we could bring here," Alden said, though the blush on his face obviously deepened as he considered that possibility.

"Well, I guess... we... I... umm... if you wouldn't mind, I think I really could use that change," Greg whined, his ears lowering as he felt just how soggy the diaper strapped to his butt was.

That was all the more talk that was needed. Greg climbed up on the stone table, and Alden pulled his pants down. The panther looked at the crystal, then held it to the front of the padding. The tiny padlocks disappeared, and suddenly the garment felt much looser than it had before. The panther pulled the front of it open and looked around to see if he could find something to wipe the wolf down with.

Greg's cock was half-hard, and when it met the open air, he moaned at the sensation. He was utterly humiliated, laying here for a diaper change. Yet, at the same time, he felt an erotic thrill being nude here in front of his friend. It was an odd combination and left him completely unable to react as Alden picked up a wet cloth from a small pot at the base of the table, obviously set aside for the occasion.

Greg couldn't help but wonder how many other butts that cloth had been used to clean. It was definitely a distracting thought, though nowhere near as distracting as the fingers gently wiping away at his crotch and rear. The way the panther stroked his length made it stir, and go from half-hard to raging boner in an instant. The wolf turned away, a blush on his face as he wondered what the panther changing him must think of that reaction.

Alden simply gave him a kind, yet playful smile as he groped a little harder than he had to while wiping at the fur covering the wolf's crotch. The wipe down lasted a little longer than he'd anticipated, but not nearly as long as his dick had hoped. The wolf whined as the cloth was pulled away, and the panther chuckled as he dropped it back in the tub of lukewarm water it had been floating in before.

"Alright, now for the powder. Can't have you chaffing, after all," Alden said in a caring tone.

Greg wondered where he was going to get talcum from as he bent over and reached for something under the table. When he emerged again, however, the wolf saw they'd left a complimentary bottle in here for changes. Of course, that would be the case. After all, if he'd consciously designed something like this, he'd obviously want whoever was stuck in diapers to be comfortable, and it seemed his subconscious thoughts followed a similar pattern.

The scent of talcum powder filled the air, and Greg was instantly reminded how babyish it smelled. He knew it was definitely important, but it didn't stop this part from being at least a little embarrassing. Though, he supposed, the scent must be better than that of a wet diaper, or worse, a messy one. He hadn't been able to smell himself when he'd wet himself, but that didn't mean nobody else could.

Once the wolf's crotch was adequately dusted down with talcum powder, Alden went to work on the diapering part. The wolf was surprised, Alden's hands felt practiced at this. Maybe he'd done it for a younger relative before or something along those lines. He folded the front of the thick cloth up and into place and pulled the sides up. Of course, since he hadn't been given any clothespins, he had only one way to make it stay in place.

Greg whined as he saw the caretaker stone lifted and touched to where the sides overlapped the front of the diaper. Just like that, the garment snugged more firmly into place and locked itself on. The wolf knew innately it had shrunk every opening enough. He wouldn't be able to get a hand inside it. That didn't stop the fact his cock was ragingly hard, however. Greg was almost relieved his dick was hidden, he didn't want Alden to see how it twitched at the last part of the change he'd been given.

"There we go, good as new," Alden said as he gave the front of the wolf's diaper a grope.

Greg gasped. He could feel Alden's fingers despite the thick padding. He looked down in confusion, and then remembered what the hands of the bunnies who'd changed him yesterday had felt like. The diapers or the caretaker stones must have allowed whoever put the diaper on to feel straight through it. The wolf whined and wriggled atop the stone table at the realization that his friend was now the only person who'd be able to feel his dick until he found a way out of diapers.

Alden looked surprised as well as if he'd felt something more than the bulk of a thick diaper when he'd grabbed down too. He looked down in wonder, first at the caretaker stone, then at the padding front as if one of them could offer an explanation for what he'd felt. He reached down once more and gave the front of the diaper an experimental grope. Greg groaned as his member was played with by the curious cat once more.

"Huh, that's actually some cool magic. Well, either way, though, we'd better go find a way to make some money. After all, I don't think you wanna be confined to diapers for too much longer, huh?" Alden asked as he gave the wolf a playful smile.

"Umm, yeah, but I wonder how you make money," Greg replied as he sat up and started to pull his pants back over the new padding.

"Well, I mean, you said this world came from your mind. How would someone make money here?" Alden asked.

"Hmm, well, I think there might be a few ways. We could be merchants, or we could go do odd jobs for people. I think those kinds of things would only pay in bronze, though. The only thing I can think of that might pay gold would be adventuring," Greg confessed as he racked his mind for anything he could think of that might make sense to make money.

"Hmm, adventuring, huh? Will that be safe? I mean, what happens if one of us gets hurt?" Alden asked as the two of them started for the door, and the panther dropped the used cloth diaper into a basket marked for that purpose.

"Well, I mean, I think so. After all, those muggers could have done a lot worse than... this," Greg said, obviously too flustered to say what had happened out loud where he might be heard.

"Hmm, I guess that's true. Well then, at least we can be thankful your thoughts don't want you dead. Guess your existence must be important to them somehow," Alden replied softly as the two of them walked out of the changing room, and the merchant gave them a wave and another crooked smile.

"Yeah, I guess so. Either way, though, we should probably go back to the tavern and see if we can find a job there. I mean, I think that's where I'd probably put a bounty board for new adventurers," Greg replied.

"Alright, let's head out, but maybe we should get some gear first?" Alden said as he looked around the marketplace.

"Good idea, we don't wanna go in half prepared, that's for sure," Greg said, obviously remembering his trip yesterday all too well.

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Alden's pocket money was enough to buy essential adventuring gear for the two of them. It also bought them each a simple dagger, which they strapped to their sides in leather belts. Greg felt awkward with the weapon. He'd never had any combat training and had a feeling he'd be better off mostly trying to avoid combat. Of course, it was nice to know he had the option if it came down to it.

Of course, now Alden was mostly out of money. He had kept about five copper on him, just enough to give Greg one more diaper change if he really needed it. That meant it was all the more pressing they get a source of income soon. Even if he couldn't get out of diapers just yet, he knew how important it was to change them often enough. He didn't look forward to the diaper rash he'd end up with if they couldn't afford another change from the shopkeeper.

The two of them made their way back to the tavern and true to what Greg had thought they quickly located a bounty board. There were a few basic jobs on there, like finding a lost cat or herding livestock, but these all paid in either copper or silver, and it didn't seem worth it to do them unless they got desperate.

Then Greg's eyes fell on a tattered notice. He saw the reward was listed at five gold, which was undoubtedly a good sight better than anything else on the board right now. He reached out to uncurl the paper and started to read through the bounty.

"Attention adventurers,

I'm looking for someone experienced in dealing with bandits. The road between here and Ironwood has grown too dangerous to transport goods on. I believe it's a band of goblins or kobolds somewhere a few miles out of town, but I've not gotten confirmation as the scouts I've sent to explore haven't returned.

If you can discover the robber's hideout and keep them from interfering with future shipments, your reward will be five gold pieces. Make sure you go prepared, as I won't pay for partial jobs. When you've taken care of the bandits, come find me at the clothing store in the merchant square."

Of course, it had to be for that particular shopkeeper. Well, it didn't change the amount offered was the best to be found right now. Greg pointed it out to Alden, who was busy reading about goat herding for three silver, and the panther read through the notice silently.

"Well, if you think we're ready for it, I guess we can give it a shot. What are we going to do when we find the bandits' lair, though?" Alden asked.

"Hmm, well, we could always see why they're stealing things and try to find a way to get them to stop that way. Well, that, or we could just map out where they set traps so the merchant can go another route. Either way, I think we'll want to do it indirectly, but I have a feeling we might wanna check out their lair too. After all, if they've been stealing long enough, they're certain to have some gold there too, right?" Greg replied, the implication obviously that this could be his freedom bought in one fell swoop.

"Yeah, I think we could do that. Just gotta be crafty about it, I think we've got all we need to do that though. So, it's on the way to Ironwood, huh? Let's ask a guard to point the way," Alden said.

The two of them left the tavern and found a nearby town guard. They were pointed on their way and set out across the beautiful city and through the southern gate. The city walls rose around them like the world's strangest and most imposing mountain. Greg couldn't imagine being able to get inside if the enormous gates were barred and believed that's precisely why they'd been built so tall and intimidatingly.

The path ahead was surrounded by light woods. It wasn't anything near as wicked as it could be, the sun even remained visible overhead as they traveled. Occasionally, they would pass someone on the road, but neither party felt inclined to stop or to exchange more than a nod or a quick hello. It was apparent this was considered a pretty safe place, so it made sense there'd be a decent bounty to clear out a threat to that easy travel.

Greg was the first one to notice the change. He could see tracks going off to the right of the path, and he signaled for Alden to stop. The two of them followed the barrows and soon came upon a wagon that looked like it was ransacked. The cart, unfortunately, looked like it would take some earnest repair to be in working order. One of the wheels was broken up, and it was tilted off to one side. All around the crashed cart were large clawed footprints, obviously not those of anything wearing shoes.

"Hmm, I think we can follow those to their lair," Greg said as he examined the footprints.

"Yeah, just gotta be quiet from here on. We don't wanna be heard if we're going to try to sneak in first," Alden replied quietly.

"Definitely. Stay close, we don't wanna get snuck up on ourselves," Greg said as his heart fluttered a bit.

The two of them started into the thicker forest. Greg kept track of which direction the path back would be. Of course, the thin trees looked easy enough to climb, and the high towers of the castle still shone through the tops of them from the right angle. So, even if they got lost, they'd be able to make their way back to town. The wolf hoped they wouldn't have to do that though, he couldn't imagine what else might live in these woods that he didn't want to meet.

After a few minutes in relative silence, Alden held out his hand. Greg stopped and looked ahead, the two of them had reached the entrance to a cave. A few other crashed carts were around the entry, and the ground around it was packed down with repeated trips inside. Just outside the cave, snoozing in the shade, was what looked like a bright orange kobold. His scales didn't blend in well at all with the summer forest, but would probably match a lot better once fall came around.

After observing from a distance for a moment, Greg and Alden started to approach cautiously. The kobold's snoring could be heard from quite a reasonable distance, and though he tossed a bit in his sleep as they approached, he never woke up. When they got closer, though, Greg caught a look at what was on the kobold's butt, and his cheeks lit up brightly.

The kobold didn't have a whole lot on, but he did have a thick cloth diaper pinned around his waist. The magical locks on the sides made it clear, this padding had been locked on with the magic of one of the caretaker stones. The fact the diaper wasn't completely sagged told the wolf one more thing, this had been put on him reasonably recently. Greg moved closer to Alden, he wanted to discuss this before they proceeded.

"I think they might have one of those stones," Greg hissed as he looked from the panther to the kobold.

"I would think so because of who they robbed. That doesn't explain why he's wearing a diaper, though. Do you think there's someone in there who put it on him?" Alden replied.

"Hmm, it seems like it. I mean, unless he wanted to be in one? Unless, well, I mean an adventurer could have put it on him? I bet that would keep him from doing much with his cock, after all, and that's kind of how the bunnies went about getting me," Greg replied, thinking of a couple possible explanations immediately.

"Maybe, but if it's that last one, we have to hurry. After all, if another adventurer is clearing the place out, we won't get rewarded, and it'd probably be good to find out who has that caretaker stone either way. I mean, heck, they might just be able to get you out of your diapers," Alden replied.

"Alright, let's be sneaky. Since he's asleep, I think we can get right past him," Greg said as he pulled away and examined his surroundings.

The wolf walked the quickest path he could find to the mouth of the cave. He was careful not to step on any dead leaves or broken twigs, though he came close a couple times. The kobold's snoring continued uninterrupted, utterly oblivious to the intruders making their way carefully toward the place he was supposed to be guarding. Greg's ears were perked up, listening for any sound that might come his way, but he heard neither the din of combat nor any other guards.

Carefully, the two of them made their way into the cavern. It took a little finagling to step over the kobold without waking him up, but the two of them were cautious enough to do it without alerting the guard. Greg was starting to feel the need to pee again, and it drove him to continue on into the cave so he could get his diaper off and freely use the restroom.

Greg was excited. Soon enough, he'd be free of this padding. What's more, he'd own one of those caretaker stones, so even if something put him back in them, he'd be able to remove them at will. He blushed as he realized he might just run around in one occasionally in the future. After all, his cock seemed to love them, and once he was in control of how long he was in them, they'd undoubtedly be more fun.

Greg came to a halt as he saw the path split ahead. Three pathways led off the chamber ahead other than the one they'd followed in. One seemed to continue at this level, the one to the left seemed to veer further inside, and the one to the right seemed to lead uphill. Greg wracked his mind, trying to remember if he'd ever thought up a dungeon like this. He seemed to remember something, but it was almost like it was the memory of a distant life. So, instead, he tried to think of where he'd put the treasure if he were hiding it.

"Hmm, we should try the left first," Greg whispered to Alden after a minute of thinking. Plainly, he'd put the treasure at the bottommost layer, beyond the reach of all but the most tenacious. Of course, there was always the question of if the caretaker stone would be considered the real treasure of this place, or if another hoard waited for them to find. Either way, it put him one step closer to his freedom.

The two of them made their way across the dimly lit chamber, their eyes barely able to make out what was ahead. Alden stopped and pulled a torch from his bag that he ignited with the flint and steel. It took a few strikes and made quite a bit of noise. Greg was sure they'd be heard, but as he kept watch for anything coming from any of the tunnels, he didn't hear anything. Soon, the two of them turned back to the chosen path, and the wolf was grateful they'd stopped to light the way.

A tripwire lay across the path. It seemed designed to trigger some sort of dastardly trap. Of course, this place would have to have snares. They were kobolds, traps were basically their tribal identity. Well, that, and the general worship of dragons. Greg shuddered as he considered the possibility that the thing that had assigned the guard kobold to wear diapers would be some colossal fire-breathing monster of a dragon waiting deeper inside to capture or destroy foolish adventurers who went after its treasure.

Greg shook his head. That was nonsense, his thoughts needed him alive. Of course, they didn't need him free, and he was keenly aware that getting captured by a bunch of kobolds would certainly be humiliating. After all, they were typically the sort of weak enemies a game designer threw into the first dungeon, to lose to them was usually really hard. Of course, the wolf had already lost to a bunch of rambunctious bunnies before he'd even left town, so he really had no room to talk.

Greg pointed the tripwire out, and the two of them cautiously made their way over it, careful not to trigger it. The wolf kept his eyes open and saw a few other traps down the path. He carefully guided Alden past them, avoiding both pressure plates and tripwires wherever he saw them. Of course, he knew there was always the chance one of them had escaped his perception, so he still moved forward cautiously just in case he was about to trigger something that might spell doom for them.

The pathway wound and twisted its way deeper into the ground. The walls around them turned from earth to smoother stone as they went down. The air grew chillier, and the torch became more and more critical with every passing twist. The kobolds had certainly set out enough traps, and Greg had even gotten his leg caught in one. It was a bear trap, though instead of teeth, it merely had tight iron bands that closed on the leg of its prey.

Alden helped him get the trap off, and the two of them continued onward. Greg called them to a stop after one of the twists. The urge to pee was just getting too overwhelming, and he couldn't ignore it any longer. Alden watched him, curious why they'd stopped.

"Umm, I need to go. Do you think you could turn the other way?" Greg asked shyly.

"Oh, okay," Alden said, that playful smile returning to his mouth and the slightest blush on his face.

Greg blushed as well, and as the panther turned away, he turned to the wall and tried to focus on letting go. Of course, that was much easier said than done. While the urge to pee was distracting, it wasn't yet to the level of forcing him to let go. He tried to imagine he didn't have pants and a diaper on, but his mind kept reminding him they were there. It was annoying, and he was actively concentrating on trying to get his subconscious mind to let go.

After a little bit, Greg felt the first trickle into the front of his padding. The stream slowly grew in intensity as he finally managed to let go. He could hear the hiss in the silence of the cave and groaned both in relief and abashedness that his friend could probably hear that too.

When the stream petered off, Greg felt relieved but not entirely empty. His body hadn't allowed him to completely let go, but at least he wouldn't have to deal with that for a while. He stood back up as he realized he'd been squatting to let go and approached Alden, who turned toward him as he heard him take a step.

"All ready to keep going?" Alden asked, his blush notably redder, but his playful smile exactly where it should be.

"Y-yeah," Greg stuttered his response.

"You don't need another change already, right?" Alden asked as the two of them started down the hallway.

"N-no, I don't think so. Plus, I mean, I don't plan on getting a change. I'm gonna find that caretaker stone," Greg said as the panther chuckled lightly.

"Don't worry so much about it. I know you had a boner earlier, you kinda like 'em, and that's cool. I mean, they wouldn't be here if you didn't, right?" Alden teased as he reached out to stop the flustered wolf from stepping on a pressure plate.

"Well, I guess that's true, but they're still embarrassing," Greg groaned.

"Aww, how cute..." an unfamiliar voice called from their left.

Greg and Alden both turned to look that way and saw a set of eyes glittering in the darkness. A dark scaled kobold was standing there, giving them both a reptilian grin. He'd caught them, and now they were going to have to deal with it. The wolf wondered if he'd heard them talking, or if he'd simply come out of the side tunnel for some other reason.

Alden was the first to react. He backed up a bit and grabbed the dagger out of his belt and held it up defensively.

The kobold chuckled as he looked from Greg to Alden. He seemed to be considering his options but hadn't yet acted. Then, he held up both hands in a mock surrender gesture and took a step back.

"Don't worry, I won't stop you. After all, it's more fun this way. It's clear you two know what you're here for, though, so you should keep going down this way. Just be careful, wouldn't want a little baby and his companion to run into a trap, would we?" the kobold teased with a cackle.

"I... I'm not a baby! Besides, you have a diaper on too!" Greg barked back, obviously a little louder than he'd intended as the kobold's taunt got to him.

"Wow, pretty brave to call your friend a baby like that! Well, I mean, he does look the part, he's just a cute little kitty cat," the kobold teased as he enjoyed turning the wolf's words back on him.

Alden kept his cool a little better and looked at the black kobold before calmly responding, "Why are you kobolds all wearing diapers?"

The kobold simply gave a chuckle as he replied, "Agrun's idea. He says it'll get dumb little adventurers like you thinking they can take us. And then feeling extra foolish when they lose. We don't mind wearing 'em, but it's obvious you do! So, we're not babies because we're wearing em, we're just teasing little adventurers and letting them know even things in diapers can beat them."

Greg pouted a little. What a devious reason for wearing something like that. It was apparent to the wolf what the black scaled kobold had said was true. He obviously didn't mind the thick padding wrapped around his waist. That did answer one question though, they definitely had one of the caretaker stones to get these things on and off, and that meant his freedom was so close he could taste it.

"Do you kobolds keep the caretaker stone down this way?" Alden asked, his dagger still in one hand.

"Yep, this is the way to go," the kobold said with a gleeful tone.

Greg didn't entirely trust what the black scaled dragon-like humanoid had said. It was apparent Alden didn't either as he turned to Greg, a look in his eyes asking if they wanted to keep going this way.

Greg decided to test the kobold, to see if he could get more information as he responded, "Maybe we ought to go back and try another way."

If the kobold had any reaction to this, he hid it expertly. He gave the two of them a grin and simply replied, "Well, if the babies wanna spend longer looking around and not finding, then they'll do that. It doesn't matter to me. After all, I think they're gonna get trapped soon, either way."

Greg was frustrated. That was no help, he trusted those words as much as the ones that had told him to go on. The kobold was obviously an expert at lying, and it made it extremely difficult for the wolf to discern the truth. Alden seemed equally stumped. Two things were certain though, they definitely needed to continue on, and they really couldn't trust this kobold not to accost them.

"Maybe we should tie him up so he can't go get the others..." Greg said as he reached into his pack with a free hand and pulled out a short cord of rope.

The kobold frowned for the first time since he'd met them and responded, "If you don't leave me free, then I'll shout, and there will be so many kobolds here you'll be buried before you can figure out how to deal with us."

Greg gritted his teeth, they'd have to leave this kobold untied, and he could tell by the panther's expression that he didn't feel comfortable with that either.

"Kobold's honor, I won't mess with you unless you get super caught up and trapped. It's not fun to mess with babies that aren't caught yet anyway," the kobold said as he raised his right hand like he was swearing an oath.

"Hmm, I don't think we have a choice. Keep an eye on him, we'll go on. Just remember your deal," Alden said as he turned to continue down the path.

The kobold chuckled as he waved to the two of them. Greg felt nervous they'd left him able to interfere with them, but as they continued down the narrow twisting corridor, it seemed he'd kept his word. The wolf didn't hear or see him following them in the darkness, and they were able to dodge the traps ahead just as they'd done all the ones behind them. Of course, the kobold might make things more difficult when they were trying to escape, but they'd cross that bridge when they came to it.

Finally, the corridor opened up into a larger chamber. Several torches hung on the walls, lighting the room, and the pile of treasure in the corner was apparent by its glistening the moment they'd turned the corner to look in the room. Of course, that was hardly the only thing ahead. Greg could hear them before he could see them but knew there were more kobolds ahead.

When they finally looked out into the room, however, the sheer amount of them was surprising. Dozens of kobolds in every color imaginable were spending time in the room. A couple of them were wrestling across the cave, a few were keenly watching a game of checkers, and one was sitting atop a throne looking important. All of them were diapered, even the one on the throne. Around the leader's neck hung a familiar glowing stone.

The sight of it was something to behold. It was strange, though it made complete sense. After all, if this were meant to get the wolf flustered, it was certainly doing that job now. As he looked around the room, he realized how much more embarrassing it was that every single one of the enemies ahead had a thick diaper wrapped on them. It made it more humiliating to consider he might actually end up getting outclassed by them. It was such a devious thought, and it made him frustrated that he could see the genius in it.

Of course, the newcomers to the chamber weren't invisible and were carrying a torch with them. So, when one of the kobolds saw them, it was only seconds before they were set upon. Dozens of colorful kobolds rushed toward, and neither of them was quick enough to draw their daggers. Greg was caught first. They completely piled on him and started to pull him further into the chamber as he wriggled against their strong hands. Alden held out for a few seconds more as he dodged with his feline reflexes, but was quickly caught too.

Greg felt his pants getting pulled down, and his cheeks lit up brightly as a cackling kobold squeezed his wet diaper. A kobold held each wrist, one was on each leg, and together they all pinned him to the cavern floor as he whined helplessly. They all had devious grins on their face and were all notably male. Alden didn't seem to be faring much better since an entourage of cackling kobolds had pinned him down too.

The leader stepped forward and held up his hand. The excited kobolds all settled down at the gesture, and Alden and Greg somehow knew that this must be this 'Agrun' that the kobold earlier had told them about. The rest of the kobolds fell silent in reverence of his command. He looked down at the two of them, the diapered wolf and the pantsless panther, and seemed to consider them for a short time.

"Why are you here?" Agrun eventually said, his voice surprisingly deep for a short kobold.

"Y-you've been robbing caravans, and we came to stop you," Alden replied, obviously less speechless than the flustered wolf beside him.

"Oh? So a basic warrior of light and a commoner thought they'd stand a chance against us? That's adorable, we're far better trained than that. Of course, we might consider letting you go and stopping our robberies, but tell me, what's in it for us?" Agrun responded, taking his time with each word as if he was speaking in a foreign tongue.

"Well, I mean, what do you want?" Greg asked.

"Hush baby, the grown-ups are talking. Well, the grown-up and the soon to be baby, but they're still more qualified to talk than you!" one of the kobolds on Greg's arm taunted, before stuffing a clawed thumb in the wolf's mouth.

Greg grunted. He was obviously flustered by that, but with all the kobolds sitting on him, he had little choice but to lay on the cavern floor and suck the blue kobold's thumb. He looked over at Alden and hoped the panther could do this without help.

"Well, that's a good question, what do you guys want?" Alden asked.

"Money!"

"Sex!"

"Alcohol!"

A few cheers rose from the kobolds around the cavern, each shouting out the thing they'd want. The common thread, however, was that they wanted money. Alden listened intently, obviously trying to see if there was anything easier to give than gold since it seemed that was such a rare resource here.

"Well, I mean, we're going to get a reward of five gold if you stop stealing. Maybe we could share it. We could give you two gold, and all you'd have to do is stop robbing the carts that drive on the path between here and Ironwood," Alden said, obviously trying to work out a deal.

Greg whined, but couldn't complain since his mouth was stuffed full of the kobold's clawed thumb. Two gold down meant two less gold to go toward getting him out of diapers. Of course, it was still better than nothing. If they took the deal, he and Alden would walk away with most of the money.

"Hmm, I think not. How about you give us five gold, and we stop harassing the carts on the road? Plus, you two get to leave," the kobold leader replied shrewdly.

"Umm, how about three gold, and you let my friend out of his diapers?" Alden replied, obviously trying to bargain even though he was certainly in no position to.

"Hmm, no, I don't think letting him out of diapers will be part of the bargain. He looks far more adorable in them, and I'm not going to be the one to change that. Well, I do have a proposal, though. How about four gold, and we give you the powers of a sorcerer, little commoner kitty?"

Alden's eyes brightened with intrigue. It was clear he liked this idea. Greg tried to complain, but it came out muffled on the thumb in his mouth. The blue kobold sitting on his arm patronizingly patted the top of his head and hushed him, which only served to deepen his blush and make him squirm against his captors harder. It didn't do any good. The kobolds working together were more than a match for the pinned wolf.

"Well, what do you say, kitty? Wouldn't you love to have the power of dragons? We have just the way to give it to you," the kobold leader said enticingly, obviously enjoying the way the wolf squirmed.

Alden paused for a moment as if calculating this in his head. Then, after several seconds had passed, he simply nodded his head. Greg whined and lowered his ears. Only one gold, that meant he was only a tenth of the way to getting out of padding. It was frustrating, especially when he'd been hoping they'd be able to steal the caretaker stone from the kobolds, and he'd be out of this already. He knew well enough they weren't going to get the crystal now, the kobolds were just too strong, but to have the reward money taken was just adding insult to injury.

"Alright, I mean, I can definitely see how that's valuable to both of us. You have a deal," Alden said, obviously wishing he could consult Greg on this as he gave the wolf an apologetic glance.

"Good, now then. Let's get you those powers," Agrun said with a smile as he took off the caretaker stone necklace and approached the kobolds keeping Alden pinned down.

Greg was confused but watched as the leader unlocked the padding on the guards surrounding both of them. The diapers fell off one at a time until each of the kobolds' dicks were on full display. The wolf noticed most of them were hard as a rock and gulped as he had a feeling he knew what was coming.

"Sorry, warrior of light. This won't work for you like it will for him... But, I think you'll like what happens next anyway," Agrun said as he held his caretaker stone to the front of Greg's diaper and unlocked it.

Greg grunted as he heard the blue kobold sitting on his arm cackle. He squirmed as he watched the small reptilian lean forward, pressing his balls in the captured wolf's face. Next to him, something very similar was happening with Alden, who was being humped by the four kobolds who held down his limbs while a fifth approached. The fifth, a bright red kobold, stroked his length and seemed to be greasing it up with some kind of oil.

Greg turned back and saw another of the kobolds approaching his rear end. It was the black scaled one from before, who the wolf only now realized was a bit chubbier than the others. His length, on the other hand, was eye-catching. He was at least as long as the wolf, and his balls looked heavy. The wolf whined into the thumb, which stuffed his mouth, knowing full well what happened next.

"You see little sorcerer, sorcerers aren't quite like other mages. You don't need spellbooks and wands to do magic. You have magic inside you. But how does it get there, little one? Hmm? Well, you see, dragon seed is often what makes a sorcerer. Now normally, that's because a dragon shape-shifts for some fun and impregnates a woman. Then, a baby with magical potential is born. And even if that magic in their blood is never woken up. It's there, and generations later, someone of that line with a dragon ancestor might have that power awoken. Now you? I see latent magical potential in you already, not sure where it's from, but maybe, just maybe, you are part dragon already. And even if not, since you already have magic in you, dragon cum can wake it up. So get ready for a hefty dose of kobold seed little sorcerer. We are a dragon species ourselves, you see. And once we've given you a good fucking, and our seed is absorbed into your bloodstream, you'll begin to get your powers. Of course, the money isn't all I'm going to ask for in return for this gift, but we'll get to that bit after," Agrun explained as he looked down at the pinned panther dominantly.

"Wait, what do-" Alden started, only to get cut off by a bright yellow kobold's dick getting stuffed in his mouth.

Greg heard the panther grunt around the mouthful of dick he'd just gotten and knew that was gonna happen to him soon. He looked up pleadingly at the blue kobold but only saw deviousness staring back at him. The little blue dragon twisted his finger in the wolf's mouth and started to tug up. Greg had no choice in the matter as his mouth opened up, and the tip of the kobold's leaking prick was guided into his maw.

From where he was, Greg could see Alden getting teased. The kobolds holding his arms and legs were all demandingly humping at him. The one near his ass was finally satisfied that his length was lubed up enough and so knelt down and started to line himself up with the panther's rear end. The panther's cheeks were cherry red as the yellow dragon used his maw for pleasure.

The blue kobold atop Greg didn't let him stay focused on the panther for too long. He was starting to thrust insistently too, and the wolf nearly gagged on the massive length as it began to scrub his mouth. The kobold's hands were wrapped tightly around his maw, both for leverage and to keep him from doing something stupid should the idea occur to him. He felt his ass lifted, but couldn't even look up to see the kobold about to plug him because of the way he was being held.

Greg looked over as he heard Alden moan next to him and saw the kobold was really giving him the business. It seemed a bit too fast, but that could just be the way kobolds liked to do it. He could hear each time the reptile's balls slapped lightly against the pinned kitty's ass, and could see by the look on the panther's face it was both painful and pleasurable at the same time.

That's when the kobold at Greg's ass pressed forward. Greg yelped as he felt the length shove into him, slicked up just enough to bypass any squeezing he could muster but not enough to keep him from feeling every single inch being force-fed up his ass. The kobold humping his face kept thrusting, and the gob of precum that shot out into the back of the wolf's mouth was more than enough to distract him from the stretching sensation momentarily as the kobold pushed himself to balls deep.

Greg whined as he felt one of the kobolds smack his ass. It was humiliating, though that part was hardly something he could focus on with his ass being ridden so hard. He could feel the kobold's claws digging into his hips to hold him still and lift him up as needed. The kobold kept up the pace, moaning in pleasure as he gave Greg's own cock a grope. The wolf whined as he felt the firm grip on his dick and felt it twitch. It was at full mast.

Greg could see Alden's own length was being teased. A kobold was sitting on the panther's stomach and slowly stroking the kitty's length with his hand. Greg secretly hoped one of them would do that for him because he desperately wanted to cum. The kobold screwing him had moved to a standing position and was fucking down with such vigor the panther's back was sliding back and forth along the ground. Though his hands were still held down, his legs were held up by the kobolds who'd grabbed them.

Greg grunted, as a familiar bright orange kobold moved across the room and sat on his stomach. He groaned as he felt the kobold's fingers grope down on his length, and bucked up into the squeezing hand desperately. He whined as he felt the fingers release when he tried to thrust, then vice back on, obviously to show him he wasn't the one in charge here.

"Hehe, oh man, look how wet the little baby puppy was! Do you think we should give him a new diaper when he's all ready to leave?" one of the kobolds in the crowd teased.

"Hmm, nope, but I think that one could use some more wetting. How about we piss in it a couple of times for him, so he can go home with a souvenir?" another teased.

"Hey, that's a great idea! We'll make him go home so wet he'll leave puddles everywhere if he has to go!" one of the kobolds cackled, obviously enjoying the deviousness of the idea.

Greg groaned, but with his mouth plugged full of cock, he could hardly complain. He could feel the one in his mouth was getting close and knew what he had to do if he wanted to be able to talk again. He started to suck, lapping at the cock as best he could while distracted by the slowly groping kobold hands locked over his cock and the quickly thrusting dick pounding out his ass.

"Ooh, he's gonna be more magical already! Drink down your milk kitty cat," the yellow kobold riding Alden's face moaned as he hilted his length, and his balls started to twitch.

"Aww, that's right, gotta give it plenty of time to soak in. After all, you wanna be all magical, not just part, right?" another kobold teased as he approached, obviously ready to give the panther a ride next.

Alden gulped down the kobold's load. Then groaned as the yellow kobold pulled free, and the next in line, this one purple, set to work on giving his maw another dose of kobold dick.

With no end in sight and so many kobolds left to go, Greg laid back and accepted he was probably going to get half their dicks. He blushed as he realized why the orange one was going so slow now. He wanted to keep the wolf pleasured and on edge for the whole thing, and it was doubtful he'd enjoy it much after he'd orgasmed. The wolf laid back into the grip of the cackling kobolds as he looked up and realized they had his former diaper, and there were a few of them pissing into it to see who could drench it worse for him.

---

The fucking continued so long Greg couldn't reasonably tell how long it had been. All he knew is his jaws were sore. He couldn't remember what anything but kobold jizz tasted like. He was covered in the loads of a few that had missed their mark or gotten impatient. What's more, he'd not orgasmed yet, himself. A few kobolds, in turn, had each done an expert job milking him and keeping him on edge, he felt frustrated and wanted to orgasm so bad, but it seemed they were waiting to finish him and Alden together.

Alden was also covered in kobold jizz and leaking it from his orifices, but something was different about the stuff on him. It was glowing, and it was apparent the magic was taking hold. The panther looked desperately horny as well and had gotten a bit 'cum crazed' as a result. He could feel the magic seeping into him with every load and had gotten greedy for kobold cum as a result. Eagerly sucking it out of every dick put into his face and content to let his ass be pounded by every one of them that wanted it. So much so that the kobolds had given up on edging him with their hands a while ago like they still were for Greg as it was no longer necessary to keep him engaged in the prolonged fucking.

Finally, things started to wind down. All of the kobolds having each gotten as many turns as they desired, and the last few just finishing up in the well-fucked pair now.

"Aww, kitty's already starting to be a sorcerer, but we do have one more condition for the gift you just got, and it's a spell we're going to need your friend's help with," Agrun teased.

Greg wondered what he meant as the two of them were lifted and brought closer together. Exhausted, they just let themselves be held in position, not that they coulda done anything anyways as multiple kobolds kept them held right where they wanted them, even keeping fingers in their mouths so they couldn't speak yet. Greg looked in Alden's eyes and wondered if he had any idea what the kobolds were talking about, but the panther looked just as clueless and still very dazed from the effects of all the kobold cum he'd ingested. Then, the kobolds brought a diaper toward the two of them and started to slide it under Alden. It looked different from the ones Greg had been kept in so far, though. In fact, it looked like a disposable with four tapes on the front and one in the back.

Alden couldn't struggle, both from the kobolds holding him and the daze of new magic and the unending fucking. All he could do is whine lightly as his butt was lifted up and pushed into the diaper. Obviously, he realized this probably meant he'd be similarly disabled, like Greg. Though that curious look in his eyes gave away his desire to see what it was like, he obviously didn't want to be stuck entirely like this either.

"Aww, don't worry, kitty. We wouldn't put you in caretaker diapers. After all, sorcerers have to be self-sufficient. Yours are going to be special, your magical lock will be on a timer. And once the timer's up, you can be changed into a new diaper with a new timer. If you don't wanna wait that long, though, we'll even give you a way to earn a change sooner. For every load you suck straight from the end of a dick, it'll remove one mark from the diaper, reducing the time it takes for it to come off by two whole hours. Aren't we generous?" Agrun cackled as he stood over the two of them.

Greg still didn't understand precisely how he factored into all that. That is until he felt Agrun reach down and grab him by the cock. He whined as he nearly went over the edge from that full grope but barely held off from rocketing over as the kobold started to chant and press his other hand to the front of the panther's diaper.

Greg felt a strange sensation as if intense heat was welling up inside him. It made him feel powerful, but in his worn state, there wasn't anything he could do with this newfound power. It traveled to the end of his cock as the kobold continued his strange chanting, and groaned as the heat made him feel closer to the edge than he'd been all day. He was going to go over, and given the way his cock was being held, it would go all over Alden's crotch.

The chanting felt like it lasted a long time, but it really was around twelve seconds, during which time the pleasure built up so much from the strange power that Greg could barely stand it. It was like every inch of his cock was tingling more, and every second only intensified it. As he went over, he gasped into the kobold's hand planted firmly in his mouth, and his load shot out and all over where the elder kobold had aimed it. He noticed Alden went over in the same instant, and the two streams were on a collision course right over the panther's crotch.

Greg's jizz sparkled with a strange golden power. The effect only lasted a moment before it faded and started to look much more like regular cum. The kobold cackled as he finished taping the padding up, giving the panther's furry crotch a dusting of talcum given to him by one of the other kobolds before he folded the front up and taped it in place.

As the diaper was taped on, each of its tapes gained a little golden dragon symbol. Each was glowing the same color Greg's spunk had the moment he'd orgasmed. Both the panther and the wolf looked at it in confusion as the Agrun gave them both a devious grin.

"Don't you worry, the power of the warrior of light will make sure you follow that last condition. Nothing more powerful in the world if you know how to harness it," Agrun teased as Alden blushed, and Greg groaned.

Argun let go of Greg's cock and walked over to Alden. He placed a hand on the seat of the cat's diaper and squeezed his rump possessively.

"It's a powerful curse, you just got kitty..." he said. "You are a baby now," Argun nodded to the cat's diaper, "so I won't overwhelm you with all the details just yet. But trust me. Part of why I gave you such a gift is cause you aren't done paying for it yet. So come to us when you wanna learn more about the rules. I promise you, it won't be all you get outta it either..."

Argun's words seemed kinda cryptic... But in their exhausted state, they had no energy to ask more questions.

"Alright, give the puppy back his diaper, then let them go on their way! Oh, and we expect our four gold within the day, or we'll start up our attacks again," Argun said with a chuckle.

Greg groaned, but in his post-orgasm worn-out state, he couldn't do much about the drenched cloth diaper getting pulled back on him. It took very little time before he was locked in it again, as one of the kobolds used the elder's caretaker crystal to seal it up. He could feel where the kobolds had marked it repeatedly and held no faith he'd be able to wet it again without leaking all over the place. He'd definitely need a change when they got back to town.

True to what'd been commanded, the two of them were released. Yet, it wasn't right there, next to the pile of treasure. Instead, the two diaper-bound adventurers were picked up, carried along twisting tunnels, and eventually dropped back in the first room of the dungeon. Thankfully, the kobolds had brought their clothing with them, so they at least had something to wear on the way back to town.

After the two of them were released, they rested in silence on the floor at the mouth of the cave for a short and awkward while. Once they had caught their breath, they got shakily to their feet. Alden groaned, he looked down at the diaper and experimentally tugged one of the glowing tapes. Each symbol changed over to show a countdown. One tape read '1:46:49' and had the seconds counting down. But the other tapes all read '2:00:00' and weren't counting down at all.

Alden groaned anew... "If each tape only starts counting when the last one is done, then that's... eight hours I'll have to wait for each change..."

"Umm... turn around..." Greg said, wanting to test a thing before he broke the potentially bad news to Alden.

Alden turned, and Greg pulled at Alden's diaper's tail tape. After he did, it too changed from the golden dragon symbol to a timer that read '2:00:00' and wasn't counting down yet, and then after a few seconds changed back to the symbol.

"I uh... I think it's gonna be 10 hours between changes, buddy..." Greg said.

Alden just facepalmed at the news.

"I-I'm sorry. I didn't think... and... " Greg whined as he tried to apologize for getting the panther caught up in all this.

"It's alright, I mean, I uh... I'm enjoying this game," Alden said with a blush. "I wonder what I can do now, I mean if I really am a sorcerer," Alden mused as he looked around the opening of the cave.

Greg watched as Alden held out his hand and took aim at a small rock. For a moment, nothing happened. But Alden didn't seem deterred. If anything, he seemed intrigued. He wore a look of considerable concentration as he toyed with new forces only he could feel. Then quite suddenly, he switched to startled with a jump as a small ball burst of water surged from his hand and blasted away the rock. Alden looked as shocked as Greg was, the kobolds had kept their word.

"Wow..." Alden said. He was otherwise speechless, but the broad grin on his face said volumes about how elated he was with this development.

Greg and Alden both sat and caught their breath for another moment. Alden shifted his hips a little and then reached back and ran his hand over the plastic on his rump.

"So I am stuck in these for a while, and I can do magic..." he said to himself.

"You sure you are okay with that?" Greg asked.

"Definitely," Alden said. He stood up and then, with a new sense of determination, said, "Well, you heard them. I'm stuck in diapers until we can break that curse they made you put on me. These are different than the caretaker ones, though, so I hope I'll still be able to buy one of his stones when we get the money together so I can get you out of yours. Then, we'll just need to work together to get mine off. I mean, really, it's a small price to pay for magic."

Greg was happy that Alden was in good spirits about all this. Alden held out a hand, and Greg took it, getting to his feet himself they set off back down the path they came in on.

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The two of them returned to town. And after talking with the clothing store merchant, they received five gold and were assured that, yes, Alden could still purchase the stone when they had enough money since the enchantment on his padding couldn't be broken by it. After another blush-inducing diaper change for Greg, which spent the five copper they'd had leftover from before they entered the dungeon, the two of them went to the edge of town, where one of the kobolds was waiting to take the money.

Shortly after, the two of them made their way to the inn. Greg was thankful Alden had prepaid a whole week at the inn earlier since it meant they wouldn't have to talk with anyone inside. He felt utterly exhausted, and obviously in need of rest. The two of them made their way into the inn room, and Alden laid in the bed first. As soon as he shut his eyes, his body vanished. Obviously, he'd been returned to the real world. After checking to make sure the room was locked and giving one more tug on his diaper to see if it would pull off, Greg fell onto the bed and closed his eyes to rest.

---

Greg sat up in bed and saw Alden had already stood up. The panther was examining the diaper that had appeared around his waist. It had a green and blue crosshatched pattern on the sides, various diapered cartoon anthros surrounding a trail of gray paw prints that ran down the middle. It looked positively adorable, and the same glowing dragon sigil still covered the tapes.

"Hmm, well, it looks like this followed me here. Guess that means... I'll have to wear these for now," Alden said as he tugged experimentally on the padding, which didn't even budge.

"Yeah, but, well, you should see if you can do magic here too," Greg said, obviously curious what would happen.

The idea hadn't occurred to Alden. But the sparkle in his eye said that he liked the idea a lot. After all, if the magic on the diapers had followed them, then maybe his magic had come across too?

"Let's see," Alden replied. He held out his hand at Greg's pillow.

Greg was half tempted to ask Alden not to soak his bed for him with his water spell. But stayed silent as his friend tried to do his thing.

Alden concentrated hard on the pillow. It took even longer this time, but after a little while, about a quarter cup of water poured lazily from his hand and onto the floor.

"Wow..." Alden said. "I mean, it's not quite what I meant to do, but it means that yeah, even here, I have magic now..."

Alden looked resolved, "Guess I'll have to practice to do more," he said, the excitement in his voice barely contained.

"Umm, so does that mean... you're still not mad at me for getting you stuck in diapers?" Greg asked sheepishly.

"Aww, don't worry, puppy. I'm alright with the trade I made, just promise me you'll bring me over there some more. I can hardly afford to be stuck in them the rest of my life, and there's gotta be some way to break the curse over there, right?" Alden said as he moved over and gave the embarrassed wolf a hug.

"Umm, yeah, I think so. Well, I hope so, that is. I'm not sure what all's over there really," Greg explained.

"Well, that's alright. It was still a really cool place," Alden replied with a grin.

"Yeah, but its kind of silly how everything over there wants to fuck you and diaper you," Greg said as he scratched the back of his head awkwardly.

"Well, I think that's kind of part of the fun of it. After all, nothing tried to hurt us there. Plus, umm, it was kind of fun to get fucked like that," Alden replied, his cheeks turning brilliantly red as he admitted it.

"Ahh, well, you can hang out for a while if you want," Greg replied, unsure what to say to that since he'd found it fun too even if it was a little frustrating they'd kept him pent up so long.

"Sure, let's get breakfast and plan our next adventure puppy," Alden said with a playful smile.

Greg felt grateful he had a partner now in all this. Yet, it all still felt so overwhelming. How much work would they have to do to get ten gold, the barest minimum they needed to get him out of being perma-diapered like this? Even that felt like a monumental task, but at least they'd be able to work on it together. Perhaps he'd find a few others to bring along, though he didn't know how many more he'd be able to convince to help him.

After all, it still sounded crazy to Greg when he said it. A world made of thoughts and programming code, intent on leaving everyone who went into it a diapered doofus, helpless to do anything but keep going back to try to figure out the puzzle. It occurred to the wolf that might be precisely what the world wanted, but it still made it feel like a much more completable task to have others along for the ride.

Even if it meant suffering a bit of embarrassment for the opportunity.