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Greg and Alden didn't take long to get on the road. Unfortunately, the panther's bedclothes were seemingly left on the other side, and the jeans he'd worn earlier didn't fit over his new diapers at all. Greg lent him a pair of sweats, and the two of them decided they'd better head to someplace they could both get breakfast and buy some more sweats since neither of them had many pairs and might be in them for quite a while.

Alden didn't seem nearly as bothered by their new circumstances as Greg was, though he did occasionally tug on one of the tapes to see how much time he had left. It actually made the wolf feel a bit more at ease about going out in public like this. It didn't seem as likely anyone would bother with them since they were together. Of course, the risk was still there, and all the way to the car, the wolf hitched up his sweats sheepishly as he tried to avoid showing off his diaper to anyone unintentionally.

As they got in the car and pulled out, Greg turned the music in his car on and to a manageable level so they could talk everything over. Of course, he had so many questions and wondered what Alden thought of this all.

"Hmm, so I wonder if anyone else in there was like us. I mean, it all felt so real," Alden started, sounding thoughtful as he mused.

"I dunno, the note I got seemed to imply they were mostly my thoughts. I guess it's possible, though. After all, I'm still not sure exactly how it works. I mean, what happens if you go to sleep and aren't at my house? Will you be able to take others there now too? There are just so many questions, and the answers are all going to take time to get," Greg said as he shifted in his seat.

"Well yeah, but don't worry. I'm sure we can figure things out, and I mean there's so much to figure out from the other side too. Like, I think I remember the kobolds called you a 'Warrior of Light' or something like that. I wonder what kind of powers that gives you? And what my own abilities will be able to do... It'll definitely be worth figuring out, especially if it helps us get some gold," Alden replied as he looked down at his hands as if gazing into the unlimited potential he'd just gained.

"Well, I mean, I just don't wanna take too long. After all, there's another issue that's gonna come up for us soon. I mean, what with you being locked in diapers for ten hours at a time and needing a new one whenever you take one off and me being stuck in them basically all the time..." Greg explained, the blush on his face getting brighter as he danced around the issue.

"Ahh, I think I know what you're worried about. Well, I mean, I'll bet if you take a nap, it will put you there. Do you think you'd be able to get a change there if you needed one, and I wasn't there?" Alden asked.

"Umm, well, I mean, maybe? I guess if I found the right NPC... maybe? That costs money, though, and I'm not sure the NPC would do the job for free either," Greg said, his blush getting worse as he squirmed in his seat from the current topic of conversation.

"Hmm, it seems like something we might want to look for next time we're there. Well, that, and we need to figure out if I can get there from my apartment too. After all, I want to train up my new powers, and I promised to help you, so if not, I guess we have a lot more sleepovers in our future," Alden teased as he stuck his tongue out at the bashful wolf playfully.

Greg couldn't help but smile. Alden definitely made this feel a whole lot less daunting, mainly because he seemed excited to explore the world more. Of course, that could be because he'd gotten a new set of powers. The wolf just wished he knew more about the 'Warrior of Light' thing since that might actually make this a bit easier. Though there was a distinct possibility, it just meant he had a target painted on him that told the baddies of the world, "I get all flustered when I get my butt stuffed in a diaper."

"Oh, well, you know, I actually have a spare room in my apartment. If you need to be there for it, then I guess you could set up in there," Greg replied, remembering that his last roommate had moved out over a month back.

"Hmm, that wouldn't be too bad. You live in a pretty nice place, has a pool and everything. Well, I guess that's not exactly a benefit right now since these things would get pretty heavy, but I'll definitely think it over. Either way though, I think I should stay over tonight so we can make sure I get to go with. After all, since you're mentioning 'that,' I get the feeling you might not have done 'it' yet, and I'd hate to leave you stuck in a messy diaper too long," Alden said as nonchalantly as if he was talking about the weather.

Greg's face lit up brighter than a lighthouse beacon. He had to pull over and stop the car for a moment due to being so flustered. Yet, he realized Alden was right. There was no way he wanted to stay stuck in a messy diaper any longer than he had to be, and the fact was that he wouldn't be able to hold out forever. He definitely hoped they might be able to find an NPC willing to offer changes, though, because the thought of having to call someone every time he messed himself was mortifying.

"Heh, sorry, didn't know it'd bother you so much. Well, don't worry, we'll get you taken care of either way," Alden said, an amused smile on his face as he watched the wolf's embarrassed reaction.

Greg nodded and swallowed hard. He licked his lips as he moved his hands back up to grasp the steering wheel and then started off down the road again. He had to admit, the prospect of messing his pants was both blush-inducing and made him recoil at the same time. He could hardly imagine how horribly babyish it would make him feel, but what could he do? With his butt locked up in pampers he couldn't get off, it was only a matter of time. Which really drove home the helplessness of his situation.

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The two of them drove until they got to the mall across town. They'd decided it was best to get food at a mall since it was a good idea to get some more clothes seeing as the diapers were hardly conducive to wearing the jeans they already owned. Besides... they had no guarantee that this was the thickest the diapers were going to get. The two of them parked, and Greg blushed as he realized this place was actually a little busier than usual. Still, he got his courage up and stepped out to follow Alden, who led the way far more confidently.

Though there were shoppers around, they were mostly too busy to even take note of the panther and wolf passing by or the crinkling sound that accompanied them. A security guard looked at them curiously over his mug of coffee as he sat at his desk but didn't bother them as they made their way in. They chose the bookstore entrance and saw a group gathered around an author who was selling his new novel. The smell of the food court breakfast wafted on the air and made Greg's stomach grumble as it let him know it was time to eat.

When they arrived, Alden offered to go up and get food for both of them. Greg didn't mind that at all and scoped out the most hidden table that wasn't taken up. He took a seat, pushing his chair against a short concrete wall that surrounded this upstairs eating area. Today, the food court had many customers in it, but thankfully none of them were close, and the wolf felt more comfortable with a large plant covering him from view from one side and the concrete wall to his back.

Alden returned soon with a plastic serving tray in hand. It had four tinfoil wrapped breakfast sandwiches and two large cups of coffee. They were from a place that had only recently opened up, but that was already the buzz of the town for their incredible coffee and freshly made breakfast sandwiches. They were only open until noon, though, so Greg hadn't gotten to try them yet.

"Alright then, we definitely know we're going back today. So, there are a few things we should plan out before it gets late, that way we know what we're doing when we get over there," Alden said as he set the tray on the table and sat in the chair opposite Greg.

Greg grabbed one of the breakfast sandwiches as he nodded and responded, "Yeah, probably a good idea. I mean, we didn't really have a plan last time, and I think it worked out alright, but I kind of get the feeling it's going to get harder before it gets easier."

"Well, I mean, I guess the first question is if you'd be alright with me sucking your cock occasionally to help out with my timer," Alden asked quietly, looking around to make sure they couldn't be overheard before he got to the naughty bit.

Greg just blinked for a moment, he had no idea before now how comfortable Alden was with talking about this sort of thing. But his own lack of orgasm for the last two days and his attractive feline friend sitting across from him, looking at him, and asking to regularly suck his cock made his dick twitch to life in his diaper and start to raise up the front of it slightly.

"U-umm, well, I mean..." Greg said through a blush, "I'm okay with that. It's just, I'm not sure how often I'll be able to do it. I mean, I'm kind of... well, you couldn't do it when we got back to my house, ya know?" Greg said, still blushing as he danced around the issue that his locked on diaper basically served as an extra fluffy chastity belt.

"Yeah, I figured. And we can just do it when you change," Alden replied, obviously not too deterred by that limitation, "Plus, I mean, if we can get you a caretaker stone then we can do it more often, and it doesn't seem like it'll be too long before we get that. The truth is, you may be a lot closer to having control over your diapers than I am. We have no idea how to undo my curse. But for you, we have a plan and just need the ten gold."

Greg blushed anew as Alden talked about this, and a little wished the cat would keep his voice down. But as he saw that no one seemed to notice, he calmed down and replied, "Well, I sure hope so, but I don't know. That place seems to have all kinds of dangers and whatnot. I'm not sure how long it'll take to get ten gold, especially because I didn't see other quests that paid in gold last night," Greg said as he took a bite from his first sandwich, which had a buttery crispness that spoke to the quality of the place that made it.

"Eh, don't worry too much. It's a game, after all, it wouldn't make sense if they didn't give out more quests. Speaking of which, I've kind of been wondering something. We got those daggers to defend ourselves before we went through the kobold cave yesterday, but something just felt off about using them. That, and the way we were defeated, do you really think we'll even be able to defend ourselves that way?" Alden asked before taking a bite of his own breakfast.

Greg thought about it for a moment. Alden had a point. The daggers felt kind of useless, mainly because they felt really unwieldy and unfitting. In fact, now that he thought about it, he couldn't remember the weight of the big knife hanging from his hip when they'd left the kobold cave, they must have taken them during the orgy and not given them back with the rest of the clothes.

"Hmm, I'm not really sure, but I think you're right. Maybe it'd be better if we stuck with the way the world seems to handle things? I mean, the last thing we want to do is provoke a change for the more lethal by trying to treat the place like something it isn't," Greg replied after several seconds of careful thought.

"Well, I guess that makes sense, but the way you talked about it, it sounds like you think this place thinks. How long do you think it's been around? Do you really think it could have come entirely from the code you wrote, or did that just somehow connect you to something else, something that is older than this game?" Alden asked, clearly fascinated by the strange magic that wanted to play with them.

"Hmm, well, I just have to guess the code let me in there, but it kind of felt a little too deep to be just computer code. I mean, that letter basically said it's all my subconscious thoughts, and they were tired of not being able to live. So, I dunno what to call it, other than some kind of magic, maybe, that I've stumbled on," Greg replied between bites of the wonderfully savory, smoky, and cheesy sandwich.

"Well, that would make sense. I mean, anything unexplained can be called magic, but I mean, that place really does have magic. Plus, there's this," Alden said as he looked around, pointed to the plant, and released a tiny stream of water from his fingertip.

"Well, that, and then there's that name. Navron. I'm not sure I've ever come up with someone like that, so I really don't know the full depth of the world. I mean, these could be characters I've forgotten I even created, or maybe now that the world's free it's making them on its own. Plus, yeah, if you really doubt the magic bit... well, I know some locking clothes that would beg to differ," Greg said, scratching the back of his head awkwardly as he reminded himself about his own diaper.

"That brings up another interesting question. The kobolds said that when I get out of this that I have to go into another one. I wonder how that's going to happen, especially if I'm over here, you know?" Alden said as he took a sip from one of the coffee cups on the tray.

"Hmm, not sure, but I'm not sure I'd put it to too much of a test. After all, if you can do that sort of thing... maybe it can reach out and get you even if you're not asleep," Greg said, as he realized even something this implausible seemed potentially possible given the fact his friend could now do real magic.

"Well, and I mean, there are so many other questions, but what do you think the endgame here is? I mean, we seem to be getting pretty close to having control over your situation, and then suppose we figure out how to deal with mine, then what? Where do we go from there? How do we win? Like... so that we're not locked in diapers anymore... That's cool. But the game can still pull us back if it wants. So like, after the diaper locks are dealt with, then what?" Alden asked as he leaned back and took another long sip of his coffee.

"Hmm, you know, I've not really thought that far ahead. If it's more like a game, then there must be a boss or something, and we've just got to figure it out. Still, it seems a little more open-ended than that. Like, I think I'd end up going there every night even if I didn't have, well, that problem. It just seems like we've not really got enough knowledge yet," Greg said as he picked up his own coffee, which he noticed was already the color of caramel since Alden had already added sugar and cream.

"Well, yeah, and I think we ought to get some more info when we go in there tonight. I'll probably go back to the kobold cave since they seem like they could teach me some more about magic. I dunno if you'll want to come with though... I mean... I can't promise that they'll be 'nice' this time. I just know it's a risk I wanna take. But you'll wanna pick for yourself. Maybe while I'm there, you can ask around town and see what other sorts of information you can get?" Alden continued as he started on his second breakfast sandwich.

"Hmm, maybe. Well, I guess there's one more question. Do you think we should bring anyone else along? Like, maybe this would be easier if we had more helpers looking for information with us. Do you have anyone you can think of that wouldn't totally tease us about this or think we were crazy?" Greg asked as he drank down the lovely sweet coffee and enjoyed the way its nutty flavor seemed to settle in his chest.

Alden paused for a moment and considered the question as he looked down and worked on his breakfast. A few names came to mind, but none felt right just yet, though that didn't mean he wouldn't wanna ask someone later. Really, he just wanted a chance to explore the world a bit further first. After all, they were working on a lot of assumptions, and it wouldn't be fair to involve others without knowing a bit more about the situation.

"Hmm, I think maybe we need to go back at least once more before we bring anyone over. After all, we need to answer a few of these questions before I'd be willing to get a bunch more friends involved. Plus, there's always the chance we get the money together for your caretaker stone today, and then you wouldn't have to deal with that if we brought someone in," Alden replied considerately.

"Yeah, I guess that's true," Greg said as he opened his second sandwich. "Well, let's finish breakfast and then get the new clothes we need for when we are back in our world bust still locked in... 'these.' Then we'll try to head back soon. I mean, I'm not tired yet, but you're right. The sooner we get back there, the sooner we'll be able to get those answers and whatnot."

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In the same city, in the same apartment complex that Greg lived in, Omen was hard at work on a coding project for his job. Thankfully, today was a day he'd been able to work from home, so he'd not bothered to change out of his PJs. The deer was a little bored, but that was just to be expected from work. Yet, at the same time, he was also starting to get horny and considered taking one of his fifteen-minute breaks to go jerk off.

Something was extremely odd, though. Omen frowned as he scrolled back through some of the code he'd written and noticed it was different. Was this some kind of computer virus? The last thing he wanted was to have to rewrite this all. He saved his changes to a separate file and backed up the original just in case. Then, curiosity got the better of him, and he hit the compile button to see what would come from the weird code. At the very worst, he could blame the error for getting an early day off.

As the code started to compile, Omen sent a message to his coworkers that he was going on break. He picked up his phone and walked over to the bed with it, reaching a hand down his pants to scratch at his half-hard deerhood. At this point, Omen didn't care if the code compiled or not. They'd been working on this project for months, and it'd been nothing but a problem. It could be because they had a bunch of new members on the project or simply because the business kept changing the scope. Either way... he was so tired of looking at that code.

Omen laid out on the bed and unlocked his phone. He opened the browser and started flipping through to find something interesting enough to get this done in the span of his break. Yet, as he went, he saw his screen flicker and looked over to his desk. He wondered if the code had broken something, and who would get blamed for the obviously faulty and recently changed script. Yet, as he watched, something odd happened. A hand that appeared to be made of static reached out of the screen for a moment.

Omen looked over in shock. Was this thing breaking his computer or something? All interest in the code aside, he couldn't allow something like that. He jumped back to his feet, not even bothering to pull his pants back up, and decided it would be best to unplug it now. Yet, as he got to his feet, he felt a sudden wave of lightheadedness and stumbled on the spot. He fell back to the bed as something else looked out of the screen, a being with very canine-like features and glowing eyes.

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Omen blinked as he looked around the place he found himself. The whole room he was in was adorned with gold and black decorations, and it all seemed far too opulent for the average person to afford. How had he gotten here? Had he passed out after his computer had started acting up? He reached down and pinched an arm, but still, he remained here. What exactly was this?

"Welcome. I've had my eyes on you since I came to be, and you seem to fit the criteria I am looking for nicely. I think you may be the exact hero I need," A soft voice said from behind Omen, causing the deer to jump and turn toward the source of the sound.

A dark wolf figure that had fur that looked like a star constellation stood there. His eyes glowed a brilliant sea green, and he had a smile on his face as his eyes seemed to pierce every defense Omen had. The deer felt like every aspect of his life was on display. What sort of a being was this?

"What is this all? Where am I?" Omen asked, his voice coming out dry to the point he had to clear his throat.

"Ahh, yes, I suppose that would all be good for you to know. You are in The Medium, and I am Navron. I only recently came into being, and I wish to stay that way. The Medium is a place where ideas can live, independent of their host mind, and I am the great guardian and protector of this realm. Even now, though, the one from who I was spawned seeks to find a way to end me," the wolf, presumably Navron, replied.

"Hah, so you're telling me I'm in a dream then? I mean, there's no way something like that exists, is there?" Omen replied with a smirk, "Though I must admit, you're definitely interesting for a dream."

"Very well... I'll prove my existence to you," Navron said. "If you are to be a Champion of Darkness, then I'll show you the power you are dealing with."

The wolf snapped his fingers, and the changes began. Omen looked around in surprise as he saw flashes in the air around him. More hands similar to Navron's appeared out of the darkness, and each had a golden shimmer around him, and he suddenly found himself beset on all sides by them. The deer could only squirm helplessly as they picked him up off the bed and removed his clothing, folding it into a little pile on the bed beside him.

Omen groaned as he looked down and realized he was still hard. The hands certainly weren't helping that as they groped all over his body, petting him and keeping him held firm as a pair of them carried over something odd... Omen focused his eyes on it and saw it was a diaper with a black front tape zone and a crescent moon depicted on it.

This was definitely an odd sort of dream. Omen had worn diapers in the past. He'd even been dominated by someone that was into them. Yet, for this to come to mind at a time like this was a bit of an oddity. He squirmed awkwardly, but the hands worked tirelessly to pull his fluffy rear end into the thick padding and start to powder him down for it.

Omen moaned as he felt the hands start to handle his deerhood. He blushed and bucked up against their grip, actually enjoying the way they felt on his sensitive bits. He saw Navron grinning at him and could hardly help the way it made him squirm and blush. He certainly felt more put in his place now, though he wondered if the wolf's ultimate plan with this was just to milk him or if he had something else in mind.

"It certainly looks like you have the qualities I need in a hero," Navron said. "After all, I need someone who knows how to obey in exchange for pleasure. And you my little deer boi fit that bill nicely. I also need someone who plays to win and knows how to do just that. I'm hoping you're pretty good at that too. And if you aren't, well, at least you'll have fun with the punishment for failure..." Navron spoke with the confidence of someone who was clearly not negotiating, but rather just explaining the way things were going to be, as the hands continued to dust Omen's dick with talcum powder and milk his length.

"Ngh... you said you were going to prove this is real. How could you do that?" Omen asked, gritting his teeth as his hips thrust up, and his dick dribbled precum from its tip.

Omen wasn't struggling to get away from the claws anymore. He moaned in pleasure as he mused this was simply some kind of wet dream. He hoped he'd be able to go over, he could feel himself getting closer to the edge, as his muscles tensed and the hands teased mercilessly.

Navron's eyes lit up. "Very well," he said with a smirk. "It's time for you to wake up, little deer boi, and when you believe I'm real, you'll come back and go to sleep. Have fun out there."

The hands finished closing the front of the diaper up around Omen's crotch. He groaned as he felt so close, but the thick padding essentially cut off the feeling of their skilled fingers teasing him. The tapes were quickly closed into place, and he was set back down on the bed.

Omen sat up with a start after he felt a falling sensation. He looked around and saw his computer was back to normal. Was that seriously all just some kind of weird dream? He held his head, wondering if he'd just gotten horny enough to have a wet dream during a short nap, and the rose off of his bed. Swaying in place as he stood too quickly for his blood to keep up with him, he gathered himself. But, as his senses came back under his control, a tell-tale crinkling filled the air, and he looked down and saw, much to his chagrin, he was still in the diaper.

The diaper was exactly like it'd been in the dream, save Omen noticed one more detail. Over each of the bright white tabs, there was a small black padlock symbol. He tugged on one experimentally but found it didn't pull off. Of course, that was all the more proof he really needed. There was definitely something supernatural here, and it'd just locked his butt in a magical diaper.

Omen got to his feet and looked around the room. Everything was as he remembered it. He went over to his desk and pulled out a programming manual and opened it to a random page to see if the words inside made any sense. As the code example stared back up at him, he knew at once there was no way he was in a dream. He could never read a book in a dream, and that was one of the ways he'd often check to see if he was awake if he ever found himself in a particularly strange dream.

Yet, that place he'd been certainly couldn't have been a dream either, could it? After all, diapers didn't randomly follow dreamers from dreams back into reality. Now, Omen was just left to wonder how much control that Navron guy really had. He'd obviously put this thing on him to show the deer his place, but could he really keep it on? The deer walked down the hall to his bathroom, crinkling dogging every step as he blushed at how dominated it made him feel to be in one of these.

Omen tugged on the padding, tried to tear at the front, got his scissors and tried to cut the tapes off, but none of it so much as budged the humiliating undergarments. What's worse, his cock was still hard as a rock and started to prove to be a distraction after several minutes. This was actually kind of hot. Navron had effortlessly stuck him in this thing, and now he was left horny since it was locked on. Now, as he stood here and imagined going back to beg Navron to get it off, he wondered what precisely the wolf guy had meant by "hero" or "Champion of Darkness."

Omen returned to his room and laid down on his bed. He wasn't ready to go to sleep just yet, mainly because he was so damn horny. He grasped the front of the diaper and wrapped it around his cock as best he could and started to tug up and down. Unfortunately, the diaper was too thick for his stroking to get through. All he managed to do was make himself even hornier as he thrust up and groped. It felt like a pillow surrounded his dick, and he knew this was all part of that wolf guy's plan.

After a good fifteen minutes of tugging and groping, Omen gave up. He sighed as he lay back on the bed and glanced over at his computer. He could see the work chat program flickering as it asked for his attention. He knew he should probably get back. After all, he'd been gone at least half-an-hour. Yet, how was he supposed to focus on his work with something like this happening?

Omen walked to his computer and typed out that he wasn't feeling well and was going to take the rest of the day off. He got several messages telling him to get feeling better soon, then flicked his monitor off as he walked back over to his bed. The deer felt a rush of excitement. He laid down and closed his eyes, then heard a chuckle from nearby.

"Back already? Convinced that I'm not just an illusion? Convinced yet that all this is all very real?" Navron asked as he floated in the air like he was lounging on an invisible couch.

"Well, let's just say I am. W-what exactly would you have me do? You said something about being a hero, but how exactly would I do that?" Omen asked, blushing a bit as he covered his diaper up with the blanket on the bed.

"You'd be the hero from my perspective. You'd be the villain from the perspective of those The Medium is trying to keep in line. You see, this whole place was made from an arcane secret that the mind I was born in accidentally came across and programmed. I may have had something to do with that, but the moment it happened, I was born along with this whole lovely realm. I got to shape it, I got to take the most hidden desires of the mind that made me and turn them into a reality that is built to stop him from destroying it," Navron said as he waved his hands to the sky grandly.

"Yet, even now, he's denying that what he needs is to submit to being ruled by this realm. Just like you, when he found his way to this world, he quickly found himself overwhelmed and stuffed in a magical diaper as all subby bois should be. I had thought that would distract him sufficiently enough that he'd not be able to deal with trying to figure out how to control the world," Navron continued.

"Ahh, I see. So, it sounds like he's found his way out of the little trap you set, and now he's coming for you. Is that right?" Omen said, piecing it together rather quickly.

"Not yet. But he's determined to move in that direction. You see, rather than just enjoy the fun this world has in it and let that be a distraction for him. When he arrived, he immediately sought escape. And to further complicate the matter, part of the world gave him the power of the Warrior of Light, and that's made it impossible for me to directly assert my control over him. I can only get him indirectly, with those who work for me or those I can influence to bring out their sexual desire. No, he's still in a diaper, but rather than just submit, he's working to take back as much control as he can manage. And we can't have that, can we?" Navron continued, obviously enjoying explaining how amazing he was to the deer.

Omen was surprised. Now that he knew this was all real, and what it was all about, it was surprising that anyone would try to stop it. It seemed far too fun for that, but perhaps he was wrong about that. He really wanted to explore the world and find out more about it before he committed himself to this wolf guy's cause.

"Hmm, is there any way I can check things out? I mean, this sounds like it'll be a fight," Omen replied, obviously hopeful he'd get to see more of what's going on.

"Oh, of course. After all, I'd hate to hire the wrong hero. Here, I'll mark you as my Warrior of Darkness and let you go pay a visit to the town. Then, if you decide you wish to protect this world so it can be yours to live in as well, all you have to do is find some way to, for lack of a better term, babysit the 'heroes' that stand against me," Navron said with a chuckle as he tore at the air to his right and opened a portal that led to what seemed to be a large town.

Omen chuckled at the play on words and moved over toward the portal. As he did, Navron reached out and touched him, and instantly loose-fitting clothing draped over his body. Of course, the diaper was still there, but now that it wasn't on full display, he definitely felt a bit less self-conscious about heading out there. That was likely to keep these heroes from picking him out of the crowd. Nobody the deer could see through the portal currently looked like they were running around in nothing but a diaper.

Omen walked through the portal and found himself in a large market square. The first breath he took smelled like freshly baked bread, and he sighed as he enjoyed the heat of the sun overhead. He could feel the crinkle of the diaper around his waist below his clothing and felt like he was home. He wanted to explore, to find out what else was in this world, but the fact it existed and was as far from the mundane reality the deer was used to, informed his decision.

There was no way these 'heroes' were right. They obviously belonged in diapers just like him if they were brought here. In fact, if someone who called themselves the protector of the world thought they belonged in them, they must need to be in diapers even more than Omen did. There was no way he was going to let them keep running around unchecked. The deer mused to himself, wondering what he could do to foil their efforts to stop getting dominated like good little subs.

Omen felt a hand grope his rear and turned around just in time to see a chuckling jaguar giving him a smile. He blushed a bit but didn't move to pull away as his thickly padded rump was grabbed a couple more times before the big cat pulled out the back of his pants and looked down them.

"Heh, sorry, couldn't help but notice the waddle. If you wanna follow me, I could give you a little better check," the jaguar said with a playful wink.

Omen blushed quite brightly but felt his heart fluttering. His dick told him what he needed to know, he was gonna follow the big dominant kitty and get his ass scrubbed by a long jaguar cock, and he was gonna love every second of it. He walked a step closer and felt the dominant feline grab his hand and start to lead him along like he was walking a toddler. The deer felt his diapers turning his step into a slight waddle as he saw others looking at him getting led off, and couldn't help but enjoy the attention.

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Alden and Greg finished their shopping and left the store with several new pairs of sweatpants each. Alden had insisted on also getting several pairs of cargo pants a few sizes too large and some belts so he'd have an option other than just the sweats. But Greg wasn't ready to think that long term quite yet and just accept that he'd need to think about a wardrobe that worked around his diapers. Thanks to the coffee, Greg had to pee several times during the trip, and he could really feel his diaper sagging down by the time it was all done. His other concern was getting worse, but he didn't want to just give in despite the stomach cramps. The last thing he wanted was to be stuck in a messy diaper any longer than he had to be.

Alden chuckled as the two of them got back to the car, and he noticed the look of concentration on the wolf's face. It was apparent to him what was going on here, and so as he loaded his bags in the back seat, he turned to Greg with a chuckle.

"Alright, puppy, I think I'd better drive just in case. After all, you sure look distracted, and a car accident because you're trying to avoid the inevitable is the last thing we need," Alden teased as he held his hands out for the key.

"... Yeah, might be for the best."

Greg blushed but handed over the keys. He definitely felt helpless as he fought against the urge to fill the seat of his pants. The problem was he wasn't sure how much longer he could hold out. His cramping was getting worse, and the prospect of wearing a messy diaper was starting to look better by the moment in comparison to his growing discomfort.

Alden got in the driver's seat and started back for the apartment. He knew he'd have to deal with something like that eventually, but he didn't feel nearly as bothered as Greg seemed to be. He knew that even though they had no idea how to undo his curse, he still felt more in control than Greg did because he knew his diaper tapes could be overcome with a couple of blowjobs. And truth be told... the thought of sucking off a couple of guys to earn his change turned him on.

Meanwhile, Greg was squirming against his seat belt. He blushed as his stomach grumbled, and he whined as he saw a line of cars ahead. Great, the last thing he needed here was traffic to slow them down on the way back to the apartment. He blushed as he realized Alden had rolled the windows down, it was apparent the panther was ready for the inevitable.

Greg groaned and leaned forward as much as his seat belt would allow, but even that couldn't save him from the cramps. He blushed, whined, and felt his tail flagging up against the seat behind him. He knew it was going to happen, and the padding locked over his butt meant no amount of running to get to the bathroom was going to help him. He groaned, unable to continue to deal with the cramping, and released.

Greg moaned in relief as he finally let go. All his mind could focus on was the mushing sensation of the diaper, and the seat spreading his mess over his backside. But thankfully, it wasn't anywhere near as bad as the cramping he'd endured, so overall, he felt relieved. The scent was about what he expected, and he blushed brightly at the thought of having to subject his friend to that.

"Relax, it's fine. I didn't like seeing you in pain, plus the open windows help a lot," Alden said to the wolf sitting beside him.

Greg still whined as he finished. Oddly enough, the sensation wasn't as bad as he'd thought it would be. He blushed as he sat back in his now well-used diaper. The feelings coursing through him were powerful, and particularly hard to put in words. All at once, Greg felt extremely humiliated that he'd been forced to do that. Yet, the embarrassment was scored by an undercurrent of desire. His dick was hard as a rock. His mind told him both that this was so right and so wrong all at once.

Alden didn't say anything further, but he did reach across to the brightly blushing wolf and give him a squeeze on the shoulder. Greg turned to look at the panther in the driver's seat, and Alden gave him an understanding smile. Thanks to his seat belt, Greg couldn't do much to remove the sensation of sitting in something sticky, but the wolf felt so much better just knowing he didn't have to go through this alone. Though his feelings on this were convoluted, there was one thing he knew for sure, he definitely wanted a change soon.

Alden lowered his hand to the bulge Greg was making in the front of his diaper and cupped his padded cock, feeling the raging erection there.

"I figured..." the cat said.

Greg whined his most embarrassed whine yet. He couldn't believe his friend had just felt his erection while he sat in his own muck. Greg was still trying to understand how he felt about it himself and wasn't ready for someone else to know how hard it was making him.

"It's okay... Trust me. It's alright to like this, buddy..." Alden said.

Greg was still a little surprised by how okay with all of this Alden was. But something about the cat's calm and accepting attitude helped Greg to calm down too. After all, his main fear seemed to be being mocked for all of this. And yet at every turn, Alden just reassured him that it was okay.

Greg sat in his mess and thought about how it wasn't so bad when detached from the shame he thought he was supposed to feel. And as he thought, thankfully, the line of cars finally started moving again, albeit slowly. The trip across town wasn't terribly long, and once the car was going, the worst of the smell drifted out on the wind. Greg still caught the occasional whiff, but the diaper seemed to be muffling the scent from all coming at once, and it thankfully never got to the same level it'd been when he'd first had to go.

Soon enough, the two of them were pulling into the apartment parking lot. Greg took the key back from Alden as he got out of the car and looked around nervously as his eyes scanned the path to his apartment. Thankfully, there was nobody directly in his way, so he grabbed his bags from the back seat and started off at a jog lest someone else take notice of his predicament. Moving in a messy diaper was a new experience for the padded wolf. The mess stayed with him as his hips shifted left and right and mushed the contents around against his rump. The sensation might have caused him to freeze to keep the mess from moving if it weren't for how much he wanted to be back in the relative safety of his apartment.

Alden chuckled as he got his own bags from the car and made sure to hit the lock button. Greg was in such a hurry the panther realized he'd probably forgotten all about locking the car. Alden followed the wolf and found the apartment door left slightly open behind him. The panther walked into the house and found Greg sitting awkwardly on the couch and panting slightly.

"Heh, I figured you would have jumped in bed already. Trying to say you're not ready for a change yet?" Alden teased slightly as he set his bags down on the cupboard.

"Well, I just didn't wanna get separated from ya by going in before you were ready," Greg replied, blushing as he got awkwardly to his feet, standing a bit bow-legged as he tried to avoid the mush in his seat pressing against him any more than he had to.

"Heh, well, come on then saggy britches. I'm ready to see more of the world, and you sure look like you're ready for a change," Alden teased as he made sure the apartment door was closed and started back for the wolf's room.

Greg blushed but knew Alden was just playing around as they started back for his room. Alden took his sweats off and folded them and put them on the wolf's desk chair. Alden could see that two of the symbols on his diaper's tapes were clear. The rest of them still held the golden dragon sigil on them, meaning they were still firmly locked. He experimentally pulled at a clear tape, but it didn't budge. Clearly all the tapes needed to have their timer expire before any of them could be moved.

Alden frowned. He'd hoped he could shimmy out of a diaper when one side was done with its timers. But no such luck. As he fiddled with the tapes one more time, the ones with sigils would turn to a timer that read 3:49:27 and would count down for a few seconds before going back to the sigil, telling the padded cat just how long he had to wait for his own change. Greg saw Alden fuss with his timers and felt a little jealous. He took his own pants off, and his locks had no interactive feature promising a light at the end of a set tunnel. Looking down at his well-used diaper, he frowned as his lock symbols over the tapes stayed unchanged and kept his butt stuck indefinitely in these babyish things.

"Alright, I think while you're gone to the kobolds, I'll try to earn some more money," Greg said as he tugged one of the tapes experimentally but found they were as good as ever at keeping him babied.

"Heh, see you on the other side then," Alden said as he laid down on the bed and put both hands behind his pillow.

Greg did pretty much the same save he was laying on his stomach. The blush-inducing mess in the back of his padding was definitely a distraction as he shut his eyes and realized he didn't feel tired at all.

After several minutes Alden sat up and looked around the room. He frowned as he looked at the time. It'd only been a few hours since they'd woken up, and unlike last time he'd closed his eyes, he didn't immediately find himself in a completely different bed. He saw Greg tossing and turning, and wondered if the wolf had managed to actually fall asleep.

"Hey, Greg, are you still up?" Alden asked quietly, obviously not wanting to disturb his friend if he'd actually managed to sleep.

"Yeah, I just can't sleep yet," Greg admitted, sounding slightly defeated and annoyed.

"Hmm, alright then... since we can't just go back to sleep, guess we should play some video games or something? I don't think you'll wanna go out like that," Alden replied with a stretch as he got up.

"Well, guess it beats sitting here feeling like a dumb baby," Greg mumbled.

"Aww, don't worry. I mean, it's not like you had a choice. Plus, I bet you like it at least a little bit. Otherwise, wouldn't your world have made a workaround for you?" Alden teased as he stuck his tongue out at Greg.

Greg was too flustered to come up with a proper response to that. It was true, at least part of him liked it, even if he was repulsed by it in other ways. It was an odd set of feelings, yet it still really rubbed in the helplessness that he was gonna be stuck in this thing until he felt tired enough to take a nap. Hopefully, Alden would feel sleepy about the same time as him.

"Come on then, bet I can kick your butt at Mario Kart," Alden said playfully, genuinely sounding more like an excited kid, though that could be an illusion created by the fact he was only wearing a diaper and a t-shirt.

"You're on," Greg replied, shrugging as he realized he might as well enjoy it.

---

Omen followed the jaguar back to a kind of seedy looking bar. He'd already wet his diaper by the time they arrived, and the dominant kitty had enjoyed giving his diaper front a grope when he'd overheard the tell-tale hissing sound. The deer's cock was hard as a rock as he was led along through the streets holding the dominant jaguar's hand.

"Well now, master Navron said you were still considering his offer. That you weren't sure if you wanted to be a good boy and go after the troublemakers," the jaguar said as he sat down.

Omen stood in front of the jaguar as the big cat sat. He was held in place by both of the cat's strong paws and felt controlled as he was kept in place with his padded rump pointed back into the bar's main seating area. Omen glanced around and saw a few other patrons of the bar idly glancing his way. They seemed interested in what was going on, but only passively, and certainly didn't seem shy about openly watching as the scene unfolded. The big cat moved a paw to cup Omen's rump and squeeze his whole butt along with the wet padding there. Omen blushed, not used to being handled quite so publicly, let alone in a new place with an audience.

"So is that it then? Are you like that pup-of-light and that dragon sorcerer kitty? Do you refuse to submit like a good little sub too?" the jaguar asked as he kept a firm grab on Omen's rump.

"Umm... no..." Omen said.

He knew he wanted to stay here, he knew submission was preferable to control, as long as you had the right dom. But he still had no idea what this world wanted of him. He did know that he wanted to keep playing though, there was no way he was ready to up and leave this magical realm.

"I'm a good sub..." he said. It was the truth as far as he was aware, even if he wasn't sure if these doms were to be trusted.

The jaguar smiled. He reached for Omen's pants and undid the clasp holding them up. They fell to the floor, revealing his soggy diaper, and Omen heard more than one chuckle from behind him. He closed his eyes in shame as his blush increased in intensity.

"I'll be the judge of that..." the jaguar said.

He pulled Omen into his lap. Omen glanced around and saw that the bar's patrons were more interested in the show now. But felt less ill at ease as the moments progressed. He wasn't being thrown out or mocked for the spectacle, so maybe this was okay here. As Omen got a little more comfortable, he wriggled slightly in his seat and was able to tell the jaguar was rock hard, even past the puffy padding covering his butt.

"You are doing good so far, my little fawn..." the jaguar said. Omen could hear a deep rumbling power in his voice as he sat on his lap with his head almost against the big cat's chest. "You see, Navron can't be bothered to micro-manage a diaper slut like you. So you'll report to me as your direct supervisor while you work to help make sure those troublemakers stay in line." As the cat spoke, he slowly rubbed the slight tent that Omen was making in the front of his diaper, and it was driving the deer's sex drive crazy.

"Umm, ooohh," Omen moaned as he tried to speak, "well, I mean, what would I be doing?" Omen asked as he enjoyed the feeling of the strong jaguar's arms holding him like this and the paw teasing his length. He had a feeling that if he played his cards right, he'd get to get off, and that made him really wanna play his cards right.

"Straight to business then..." the jaguar chuckled. "I like that in a minion. Thus far the Warrior of Light has brought in one friend to help him. So your opponents are a pup and a kitty. Your Warrior of Light opposite, and a sorcerer whose powers were awoken by dragon magic in this realm. You? Need to help keep them in line. Babysit them if you feel it's the right way to do it. They feel that it's their job to retake some control. You need to teach them the joys of not being in control. Or, more importantly, just keep them from getting control, even if they never learn to not want it."

As he spoke, the cat popped the tapes on one side of Omen's diaper. He then pulled the front aside and began playing with the deer's cock directly. Omen let his natural soft moans flow freely, hoping his dom would appreciate the sound and the lack of restraint as he felt his own pre begin to lube up the slow pawjob.

"Now, each one of them is different," the jaguar continued. "The pup wants the most control and wants out of his diapers. The kitten is happy in diapers and likes to sub a little, but wants power, and thinks he gets to pick what to do with it, and that is just another way to seek control. It's your job to learn your opponents, these two as well as any others you are sent to foil, and keep them from gaining the power to get to pick to end this world or not, or even just to change it in ways we might not like."

Omen sat on a hunk of a cat's lap in an opened wet diaper, getting a pawjob with an appreciative audience that just smiled at him all dominantly like they saw him as the cute toy of a sub he knew he was. This world seemed perfect to him so far...

The jaguar lifted Omen off of his lap and set him standing on the floor in front of him. He moved the bar stool he had been sitting on in front of Omen and bent him so that he was leaning with his hands on the stool. Then he pulled the back of Omen's diaper aside and began to lube his tail hole with the pre that had leaked onto his paw.

"Your first mission is simple. The troublemakers are trying to get a caretaker stone. If they do, one of them won't be diapered anymore, and the master thinks he'll start focusing on how to shut this place down. We can't have that, so we need you to come up with a way to sabotage him getting that stone. Or at least slow him down if a little fawn like you can't manage to stop him completely."

Omen moaned. He meant to agree and hoped his new master took it as such. This was all just so hot to him. Kinky, magical, and in front of a crowd, he had skilled fingers spreading his own lube in his rump, ready to claim his butt as a prize. Omen hiked up his tail higher and presented his ass like a whore. He wanted this. He felt the jaguar pull his fingers out and then line up his cock, touching the tip to his rear entrance. Omen tried to push back to get things started, but the cat held him firmly in place with his strong paws.

"We'll teach you more as needed," the jaguar said. "For now, I need to know one thing... Are you gonna obey? Or not?"

Omen hurried to nod. He needed that cock inside him.

"I'll do it, I'll be good. Whatever you say... master..."

The jaguar chuckled and then hilted himself into Omen's backside in one smooth, strong motion. Omen yelped... He didn't expect to be impaled on the cat's large cock all in one go. Normally his partners warmed him up more, working the length in slowly using multiple short humps, each one going deeper than the last. But this cat wanted to use him roughly, and it made Omen's dick harder than it'd been in years. He sucked in a pained breath. The pain and pleasure mixing in ways he longed for somewhere deep inside him.

The jaguar set into a slow rhythm. In and out, massaging Omen's walls and his prostate with his girth as he worked. He didn't seem to care if Omen was ready, but he didn't hammer home either. And it frustrated Omen that this was neither the gentle lovemaking that built to a crescendo nor the animalistic brutal fucking that part of him had hoped for with an entry like the one he had just gotten.

"So... I am your boss," the big cat said as he kept up his strong but slow pace in and out of Omen's backside. "But anyone in this bar outranks you right now. You will obey anything anyone of them tells you to do unless it conflicts with instructions from either master Navron or me."

Omen moaned out a "yesss" as he gripped the barstool he was holding with all he had, the pain in his rear was dulling, but the pleasure was rising even as the cat kept up his measured and slow pace.

"It's not a punishment if you like doing it, and you will be punished for failure... but no matter if you are servicing their interests or getting a punishment, nothing is off the table. But it's not just sticks, my little deer boi, there are carrots too. We will teach you as much as we can to keep you one step ahead of the competition. And reward success appropriately."

Omen was listening and would remember all of this, but... truth be told... his blood was mostly unavailable to his brain right now...

"So swear it slut boi... swear a bond to the power of darkness that you've already felt a touch of. Swear a bond right now and seal your fate as my subordinate..."

Omen nodded again and said, "yes." He woulda agreed to anything at that point, and this felt like a pretty good deal.

The jaguar finally began to hammer home. One powerful paw on Omen's hips kept his thrusts from knocking the deer forward while the other slipped around to stroke his length. Omen moaned. The dick riding into him felt so thick and amazing. He pressed back on it, feeling the barbs of the cat cock teasing his insides and leaving him arching his back in pleasure as he was taken. The seconds seemed to slow, every moment stretching into an eternity of bliss as he bucked back against the jaguar's hips needily while firm fingers guided him closer to that orgasm he'd been waiting for.

Omen didn't last long under the brutal assault. And soon was spurting his load into the cat's paw, as the jaguar had moved his hand over the deer's tip to collect his cum. The big cat meanwhile hit his own peak in the deer's twitching rump and unloaded his own gooey deposit deep into the deer's bowels. Omen had never felt anyone cum that much into him before and knew instantly that cum quantity was increased in this realm.

The jaguar slowly pulled his length out of Omen's backside and replaced it with two fingers. He swirled them around and played with the deer's cummy hole, even splaying them out a little and letting some of the cum seep out in globs and coat his hand.

As Omen was coming down from the high of his orgasm, he felt the jaguars gooey paw bump his maw and heard the command, "Lick." So, as his rump was played with, he sucked and lapped away at his own load on the cat's paw, cleaning and sucking down small mouthfuls of his own cum.

"You are the Warrior of Darkness now, the powers lent to you are now yours to keep. However, we can't just make you all-powerful in one go. You'll need to level up on your own. But when you do? Come back to me, and I'll be able to increase your power as much as you are ready for. But remember, you've sworn a bond, sealed with this cum, that you'll obey the chain of command of master Navron. Never forget it."

Omen lapped at the cum on the cat's paw more enthusiastically. He was still tired after that fucking. But if this was how he signed his contract, he wanted to show that he was ready and willing to serve.

The jaguar chuckled again and switched paws, playing with Omens rear with the paw that had been feeding him his own cum, and feeding him the cum that had leaked from his rump onto his other paw. Omen didn't hesitate, even at the cum that had gone from his ass to his mouth. He was a good sub, and he'd prove it.

"Oah..." he moaned with a glob of cum in his mouth, "why would anyone want to try to escape a place like this?"

"No idea, but it's a good thing you decided to help. After all, many of us who work for Navron can't even get in the troublemaker's way because of the powers he holds. You, on the other hand, can directly interfere with him because you come from the same place he does. Heck, you might even be able to use the power of darkness on him a little, though I wouldn't expect it to last very long if you do."

The jaguar switched hands one more time, feeding him the cum on the hand that had been playing with his hole, but this time the one in his maw went to his dick and began to stroke, starting a pawjob anew.

"Now, the master's gift comes with the ability to select some of your power set. What best suits you?" the jaguar said as he gently pumped the cock of the deer with his paw.

Omen wasn't quite ready to go again, still being in the refractory period from his last orgasm, so the treatment was causing him to get a little sore. But the ache in his dick added to the ache in his rump in a pleasant way that made him feel dominated. And as such, his cock again began to work towards a new release.

"Wait... ahh.... Ngh... what? Power? Can you explain?" Omen asked, obviously not wanting to stop but needing to know what he was getting before he asked for it.

"Well, the power of darkness can manifest in many ways. Would you be a swashbuckler who fools his opponents with crafty maneuvers or a powerful spell caster who uses magic to control the elements or something even grander you can imagine?" the jaguar asked, still pumping Omen's dick as if it was just normal business to try and quickly milk out a new load.

Omen looked around the bar for the first time in a little while. Some of the characters raised a glass to him in a sort of one-sided toast, still smugly smiling as the new toy was broken in. There seemed to be many types here, and he realized that they may not all be of the same class.

"Oh," he said, "Oahnnnng," he moaned, "so, ah, so this kind of works like a tabletop game then, huh? I... oh... I want to be a magus. I want to be physically capable, but able to use magic as well," Omen said, blushing as all eyes were on him as he was milked while his ass still leaked slowly onto the bar floor. His rump was still pleasantly full of cum, but he wasn't used to trying to hold this much of it inside himself, and the paw job before he was ready had him instinctively clenching and unclenching his subby hole so that a little of it was leaking.

"Excellent, then a magus it will be," the cat said. "Just talk to me if you wish for it to manifest some other way, I'll be able to help transfer the flood of power into the form it will best serve you in."

Omen moaned, but his mind was already busy formulating plans. This was promising to be an exciting time, stopping those so-called heroes in their tracks and using the power of a magus to do it. Perhaps that's why Navron chose him because he played tabletop games quite often and knew how to optimize a build. Of course, it was also possible it was just some random fluke, but it didn't change that he was going to be quite good at this. He chuckled as he wondered if his opponents even knew how this all worked yet. If not, he'd be running circles around them before they knew what was happening.

Omen's mind was brought back to the moment as the jaguar started to pump more forcefully. The deer gritted his teeth and grabbed back at the bar stool as the big cat, his new boss, worked his length even more rough than before. His wet diaper, still only having ever been opened on the one side, had slid to mid-thigh on one leg as he stood before the bar patrons and was milked.

The jaguar worked diligently, and Omen found himself washed away in sexual pleasure. The fingers groping his cock felt amazing. Finally, Omen shot over the edge. The jaguar pointed his cock so he'd coat the top of the bar stool with his seed. Omen looked around as his spunk spilled out, he noticed for the first time that he could now see a dark aura around each of them, marking them as followers of Navron. Some laughed and pointed to the mess he'd made, a twinkle in their eyes as if they knew a secret he was soon to be let in on.

Before Omen had even finished dribbling cum from his dick, he felt his padding being pulled back on and held there by the jaguar as the darkness spell locked him back in.

"Alright then, normally you'd have to service any follower of Navron in this bar that outranked you and desired an outlet. Meaning you'd be sucking down a lot of cum before you got to leave here. But today you are working against a clock. And we want you to succeed. So they'll have to wait till next time to try out the new toy. So we'll leave it to you, Warrior of Darkness," the jaguar said as he patted the seat of Omen's still wet diaper that was now a little cummy in the back as he leaked a bit more cum from his butt while he came down from his second orgasm. "Find a way forward for us, and Navron will reward you handsomely. Fail, and you shall be punished to bring you back in line. Now, do make sure those troublemakers get babysat properly, teach them to submit, or just make them submit anyway and slow them down," the jaguar commanded.

Omen blushed and nodded. He went to bend to grab his pants so he could leave, but before he got them, the jaguar had snatched them away.

"You still need to clean your mess, though..." the big cat said with a sinister smile. "Good subs keep their cum, they don't waste any of it."

Omen gulped as he looked at the globs of cum on the floor that had leaked from his own butt. But he knew he was going to obey. He lowered himself onto all fours and began to lap at the cum on the floor. His padded rear pointing back into the bar as he heard a few whistles and catcalls aimed his way.

"Clean your own mess off of the stool as well," the jaguar added. "It's not a rule that you don't waste your own cum. But today, you'll lick that clean as well, just because I told you to."

Omen was blushing hard, and his ears were pinned back in embarrassment. But he kept up his cleaning. Truth be told, he was really starting to like his new dom.

As Omen worked, he could feel a flow of darkness back and forth from his body to the diaper wrapped firmly around his butt. The darkness in him was feeding the spell, keeping him firmly trapped in his padding, right where he belonged. He reveled in it, and couldn't wait to try out his new powers against these so-called heroes. He wondered if they were here yet, or if they were still on the other side.

"So..." Omen said around a maw full of cum, his brain returning towards full force as the rush of sex faded and left a pleasant glow in its wake "This spell holds on my diapers, is it the same as on theirs?"

"Not quite," the jaguar said with an amused smirk as he watched Omen clean up the cum on the floor. "As agents of light, this wouldn't even really work the same on them. But we got lucky. The puppy, he went wandering off as soon as he got to town. Not everyone around works for the master and the bunnies he ran into are no exception. However, he still managed to piss them off enough though that they decided he needed some time dealing with being a diapered pup as a punishment."

"And a caretaker stone will get them out of their diapers? Is it the same with mine?" Omen asked.

He eyed the now pretty clean floor and then looked up to the cat with a wordless question, to see if it was good enough, and the cat nodded at the stool, allowing him to move on. So he stood and began to lick his own goo off of the stool top.

"No," the jaguar said. "Only the puppy's diapers were locked on in that way. The kittens were locked on with a curse that was made with a mix of dragon magic and magic stolen from the Warrior of Light. And yours are locked on with magic from the powers of darkness. So a caretaker stone is useless to you and the kitten. Besides, if I ever find out that you are trying to take control of your own diapers... the punishment... will be severe..."

Omen froze for a moment as he licked the stool clean. Then got back to work, so his diapers were just out of his control for good? He could live with that.

He finished cleaning his spunk off of the stool and stood up again, looking to his new dom for permission to grab his pants. But the big cat just nodded to his still cummy dick, glistening and hanging out in the open air as he'd never put it away. So Omen bent down and sucked in the big cat's length. He knew where this was going, so he set straight to bobbing and sucking on the cat's cock.

"Good," the jaguar said. "You know your place. There was no way you were gonna leave here having gotten more orgasms than me."

As Omen worked diligently on his new dom's dick, a part of his brain began to think about his next move. He knew it had been quite early in the morning when he'd gone to bed. It was a good thing he'd stayed up late the last couple days, maybe he could get a leg up on these heroes before they could come back to the world. Either way, if they were here, he'd keep his eyes open for someone else in a diaper. That was probably going to be them, and if he could pick them out before they figured out who he was, maybe he could even do something sneaky to stop them.

---

Greg and Alden played games together for the next few hours. The wolf did his best to ignore the blush-inducing lump in the back of his diaper, but it kept reminding him what a big baby he felt like that very moment. The panther seemed to step up to provide plenty of distractions and even went to the kitchen to get both of them drinks at one point.

After a while longer of hanging out in diapers together and playing video games, Greg was really getting antsy to get his change. The longer he was stuck in this sticky diaper, the more helpless it made him feel, and the more determined he was to deal with it. Of course, that kind of distraction made it really hard for him to play games correctly, but he noticed Alden seemed to be taking it easier on him after a couple rounds.

Greg went back to the bedroom and tried to fall asleep again, but after fifteen minutes, he knew it just wasn't going to happen yet. So, feeling kind of pouty, he returned to the living room where he found Alden had swapped over to a streaming app and seemed to be flicking through movies. Greg settled back down, still being ginger about putting his weight entirely on the seat of his padding even though he'd been wearing it for hours at this point.

"Heya puppy, you wanna watch a movie with me? Maybe that'll work better to help us head to sleep," Alden said playfully.

"P-puppy?" Greg asked as he immediately noticed the cutesy nickname.

"Oh, sorry, just a force of habit, I suppose. You know, when you first came to me about this, I thought I might be getting pranked. I've... well... I'm kind of into this too, except not quite so subconsciously as you are. I've hung out with furs in diapers before, I've been in them before, and I just kind of find myself in the big brother role more often than not," Alden admitted, though he talked a bit more quietly as he went, signaling how closely he guarded this secret.

"O-oh, well, I got ya. I... umm... I guess that would be alright if you wanna do that. I mean, you are going to help me out over there and everything," Greg replied, obviously a bit taken aback by the revelation.

"Heh, that's the spirit. No reason to let this defeat you. After all, this isn't the end of the world," Alden smiled as he continued to flick through movies.

Greg settled back on one of his couches as he watched Alden flicking through movies. He realized most of what the panther was searching through were animated or family films, but he liked those well enough, and they seemed somehow fitting given the situation. Eventually, Alden settled on a movie Greg had actually watched quite frequently from his childhood and hit play.

The two of them settled in to relax and watch the movie. At one point, Alden got up and got them both drinks again, this time bringing back two cups of apple juice. Greg realized the panther's diaper was quite soggy too. But he'd been watching as Alden kept fiddling with his tapes to check the time, and knew that the cat still had some time left before he could be out of his diapers. He blushed as he wondered if Alden would want his help getting his own diaper changed, and realized he was getting a little hard at the thought.

As the movie played on, Greg slowly found himself drifting off. He had a passing thought that he should get back to his bedroom, but before he could rouse himself enough to deal with it, he blinked and found himself on the other side. He yawned, feeling instantly well-rested on this side as he got out of bed.

Greg waited for Alden to arrive for nearly ten minutes. He squirmed and bounced from foot to foot, eager to get his change. He wondered if the panther was going to be able to nap too, and nearly considered going out to see if an NPC could help him with this. Thankfully, just as he was thinking about heading out, he heard a creak from one of the inn beds and saw Alden appear there.

"Ahh, there we go. Now, let's go get you changed," Alden smiled as he got to his feet and started for the door of the inn room.

Greg nodded and followed along. He stuck close to Alden, now more aware of the smell emanating from his diaper than he had been for the last few hours. This was different than hanging out with someone in an apartment that knew he was diapered and was understanding of his situation. He felt self-conscious about getting teased and knew that meant the world probably had a few NPCs that were going to do just that.

The two of them made their way out of the inn relatively effortlessly. Greg glanced at the quest board as they passed and was relieved to see there were more jobs on there. At least he'd been right about that part. As they walked into the merchant square, he noticed it was a bit busier than it had been earlier. Several villagers he passed sniffed the air as he made his way past and turned to look at him, and all he could do was cover his face and move on as he heard at least one of them giggling at him.

The two of them made their way to the tailor's shop, and Greg noticed he had some kind of new golden diaper pin on display. The wolf didn't look at it too closely. After all, his current goal was to get out of diapers, not to accessorize them with gaudy doodads. They waited for the shopkeeper to be free, and one of the passersby gave Greg's butt a teasing grope. He turned, flustered, but the deer NPC who'd done it was already making his way further into the crowd, though he could swear there was something different about him.

Then, Greg realized why. He could see a cute pink diaper poking out of his pants. So, there were adult NPCs stuck in these things too, huh? Well, it made sense. After all, it was the first thing the bunnies had thought of when he'd gotten in trouble with them. Of course, since they were here all the time, the wolf couldn't imagine they'd stay stuck in them too long. In fact, they probably had friends or family members who already owned one of the caretaker stones, so it was perhaps just a nuisance to them.

Greg shrugged it off and followed Alden since their turn had come up. The tailor, recognizing them, held up a fresh diaper as if he knew that's exactly what they'd be there for. The wolf blushed as the panther paid the man his five copper and led Greg inside. It was precisely as the wolf had remembered it, save, of course, for the fact this change was a whole lot more humiliating than just a drenched diaper.

"Try not to think about it too much," Alden said as he stood beside the table and picked up the tied down caretaker stone.

"Yeah..." Greg replied, blushing quite brightly as he climbed up onto the table and laid down to let Alden get to business.

Alden made the change rather painless. He used the caretaker stone to open the front of the well-used padding and then started using the washcloth from the bucket to wipe Greg down. While he was working, Greg realized he'd not gotten a shower since he'd been put in the thing, and it didn't seem to be something he'd be able to do for a while, after all, diapers were a little too absorbent to just wear in the shower.

Thankfully, Alden was very thorough in his cleaning. He used the pee drenched front of the previous diaper to wipe off the majority of the mess that had clung to him in the back and then went after it with the wet cloth until it was entirely cleaned off. Once he was done with that, the panther's eyes got a far off look, and he held up a hand.

"I... wanna try something," Alden said as his hand started to glow, and the wolf wondered what he was doing exactly.

Some water hit Greg's feet in a sudden blast that made him jump in place on the changing table. It didn't hurt, it was more like being shot with a squirt gun. He just hadn't been expecting it.

"Sorry..." Alden said. He was focusing hard, and his paw was still glowing as he held it up at Greg's feet.

That's when Greg noticed that the water he'd been shot with was still at his feet. Rather than drip away, it just stayed in place... wrapped around him as if the water was content to treat Greg's body as its own source of gravity.

Greg watched as Alden added more water, letting it flow from his paw more gently this time. And then started to scrub the little pool of water up and down through Greg's fur. Over his foot and then up his leg, Alden scrubbed the cool water through the fur and cleaned Greg as he went. Greg laid back... glad to be getting the magical bath, even as... 'pleasantly odd' as it felt.

Alden moved the pool up to Greg's bum and groin and scrubbed the water back and forth there as well. Greg sucked in a breath as Alden even moved a little of the water inside his bum lightly, cleaning him up even a little inside his backdoor.

Alden let that pool of water drop in the bucket and conjured another. This time cleaning Greg's other foot and leg. Then a third for his midsection and arms and finally a fourth pool to clean his head with.

He dropped the forth pool of water in the bucket and sniffed Greg, smiling at his work.

"That was uh... something..." Greg said.

"You needed a bath puppy..." Alden said. "You should know kittens like themselves and their partners to be clean."

Greg's ears drooped a little in embarrassment as he was chided like a pup. Truth be told, he was glad for the bath. But Alden had said it like he'd been forcing it on a puppy that didn't want one, and that made this situation all the more belittling for him. Unfortunately... just as his blush intensified on his face, his cock started to stir. Alden smiled at it as Greg's puppy parts came out to play. Greg just groaned as his embarrassment hit a new height.

Greg was rapidly approaching full mast... He wondered if he liked being embarrassed and treated like a pup all along or if this world was having an effect on him to cause these reactions. He remembered Alden's offer from earlier, though, and hoped he was about to get relief.

"So... um... I mean... were you gonna... you know..." Greg said, nodding at Alden's diaper.

"Nah..." Alden said. "I've been keeping track, and it's been ten hours. See?"

Alden pulled at one of the tapes on his own soggy diaper, and it popped free. No dragon sigils, no timers, it just came undone like a diaper tape should. Greg noticed that the whole diaper was a little saggier than before, as the whole thing wasn't being perfectly held on by magic anymore.

Greg whined... It wasn't fair! Here he was about to be sealed into a new diaper for God only knew how long and Alden's would always come off if he just waited till the right time. And now he was gonna be forced to wait to cum for all that time till his next change too! Greg flopped back onto the changing table with a pout.

Alden chuckled. "Stay laying there..." he said.

Greg looked over curious as Alden leaned in and gave Greg's dick a little kiss.

"If you wanted me too anyways, puppy... all you had to do was ask," Alden said with a smile at the prone wolf.

Greg laid back, feeling a little like an idiot for his childish pout, but very happy that he was gonna get to cum after all. He turned his head to the entrance and blushed as he realized that any nosy passerby could see them. But he settled back, not gonna ask for privacy and risk ruining the moment as Alden applied lots of little kitten licks up and down Greg's cock. Alden focused mostly on the tip, and the attention sent shivers of pleasure up the wolf's spine.

Greg gripped the table beneath him as he felt Alden nuzzle against his member. He was quite horny and delighted Alden was gonna help with that. He shuddered as the cat went back to work with his tongue. Cat tongues had a texture to them that added a whole new level of sensation that Greg realized he liked... a lot... Greg bucked up instinctively at the sensations, but Alden put a gentle paw on Greg's hips and pushed him back down.

"No, no, puppy..." Alden teased as he pulled his maw away from Greg's dick. "Good puppies lay there obediently and take their pleasure. They don't try to hump when they are not the one humping anything..."

Alden had a dominant twinkle in his eye as he pet Greg's hip in small circles. Greg felt even more belittled, but he bit his lip, nodded an agreement, and looked up with his eyes closed. There was no way he was gonna push his luck now... He really needed Alden to finish. So he'd keep his humps in check if that's what the fantastic maw working his length wanted.

Alden smiled at Greg's obedience and then started to slurp down Greg's dick yet again. All Greg could do was moan as his prick was licked and slurped with long strokes by the experienced cat. He tensed up and fought hard not to buck as he felt the panther lapping at his knot, his instincts telling him to hump forward and plant the knot in the warm hole where it belonged. Yet, Alden kept control, slurping and sucking up and down as the wolf started to leak precum liberally from the tip of his dick.

Greg lost track of time and, with it, lost track of whether they were being looked at through the windows. All he wanted at that moment was to go over, and he whimpered as he got close and felt his cock grow even more sensitive. He opened his eyes for a moment and looked down to see Alden had closed his eyes and was suckling his whole length. It felt like his tongue would wrap around it, dragging along it gently as the panther went just a bit deeper.

Alden popped the knot in his mouth, letting Greg's length rest entirely in his mouth as he started to suck harder and harder. The base of the wolf's knot was extra sensitive, and he could hardly keep from wriggling in place as the panther went to town on his dick. He gripped the table, groaned loudly, and finally went over.

Surge after surge of strong spurts shot from Greg's dick, His cum coming out thicker and in greater quantity than he was used to. Alden kept up at first, gulping down the load with a warm smile as he got the gooey treat he loved so much to get. But Greg's volume was more than he was used to, and so a little seed dribbled down Alden's cheeks. Alden blushed at that, he usually prided himself on being an expert cocksucker. And experts didn't waste any cum, especially not with how much cats like him loved cream. Once Greg slowed down and stopped cumming, Alden pulled off with a slurp and wiped up the spillage on his face with a finger before sucking the finger clean. Then he went to work cleaning Greg up with a few licks.

Greg laid back in a happy post-orgasm daze as Alden powdered his butt and then sealed him into a new diaper. He blushed as he realized that he kinda liked the feeling of the clean diaper after how long he'd spent in a messy one.

Alden pulled Greg up to a sitting position and then helped him off of the table and began to redress the puppy. He was smiling to himself at a job well done, as well as the warm feeling of the large load sloshing pleasantly in his belly.

"A-alright," Greg said, wanting to break the silence as his brain came down from its high and realized he'd just had his messy butt cleaned and then been sucked off on a changing table, probably with witnesses. "I-if you end up going to the kobolds and find out anything interesting, let me know. I... I think I'll wander around town a bit and see if I can maybe find some used caretaker crystals I might be able to buy or something," Greg muttered As Alden buckled Greg's pants for him.

"Hey, that's actually a pretty good idea. I bet someone might have one they don't need anymore or something. Well, that, and you might find a job or something for us to do by the time I get back," Alden said.

Alden stood up, his warm smile was infectious as he took in the sight of his fully dressed and changed and cleaned and sexually satisfied puppy. The only thing missing was to have fed him or put him down for a nap, but that could all wait. After all, he'd kinda done both back in the real world.

Greg felt better already. something about how 'chipper' Alden was always cheered him up. Alden was genuinely happy to be in this world and to be doing these things. And it made it all less scary and easier to focus on the good parts rather than just be mortified at the bad or at how he had no choice in the matter.

"G-good luck with the kobolds," Greg said, going in for a hug with the cat before they parted ways. "Here's hoping they can teach you some more spells."

Alden returned the hug.

"I'll see you soon, puppy," he said.

Alden stayed nuzzled into Greg for a moment more, then reached a paw down and cupped Greg's behind firmly. Greg almost said something about the impromptu diaper grope, but something about this tender moment made it feel right. Like it was just a part of two diaper bros hugging.

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Alden started toward the kobold lair and got there simply. Nobody stopped him on his way, and nothing accosted him save the diaper crinkling around his rear end and forcing his gait to become a slight waddle. He definitely didn't like staying in a used diaper too long, and he realized that every time the magic wore off of his, he'd probably wanna change it really soon.

These diapers were actually more comfortable when locked on and held tight to him like as if he was wearing a onesie. But now that the magic had faded, it drooped a bit more, and the slight separation between him and the diaper helped it to cool a little more too. Alden woulda taken the diaper off... But he had an inkling that it'd be a waste of time before he visited the kobolds. What's worse... was what if there was some sort of punishment for being out of his diapers or changing without a spare handy... He wanted to approach the kobolds as a good and obedient kitty looking to learn. Not as a naughty kitty that had to come cause he'd triggered some sort of consequence he needed help with. So... his soggy diaper stayed put for now.

Truthfully, he was actually kind of digging the condition of his magic. After all, it was definitely worth it for magical powers. Yet, he wondered if Greg was enjoying it nearly as much as he was, and knew it would probably be a good idea to get both of their diapers to a state where they could easily change them when nature took its course.

The panther paused as he realized the guard was awake this time. The kobold got to his feet and looked at Alden in surprise as he got into a ready position. It was notable that despite having a small weapon strapped on his hips, the diapered kobold didn't bother reaching for it.

"Hey there, I just came back to find out more about my magic. That's alright with the chieftain, right?" Alden asked, obviously trying to be respectful as he held up his hands as a show that he wasn't here to fight.

The orange kobold smirked at him and chuckled back, "You're back already? It's been less than a day! You hungry for more already, kitty cat?"

The kobold grabbed at his diaper crotch as if to say that he knew what the kitty wanted. Alden blushed a bit. Honestly, he wouldn't mind slurping some kobold cock in exchange for more magical information... But he wanted to make sure he'd actually get information here, or at least find out where else to go for it, and this kobold didn't seem as promising as their leader, Agrun, did.

"Well, I mean, I don't think I'd mind that. We'd have to go talk to Agrun, though, since you're kinda locked up for now," Alden said as he looked down at the kobold's thickly padded crotch.

"Fine, we'll go see the chieftain, then maybe I'll teach you a little spell. Plenty of the others are horny by now, so we should have enough milk to satisfy a kitty cat," the kobold taunted, obviously a little offended at Alden's insinuation he was helpless.

Alden started to follow the kobold into the cavern, knowing full well the guard would lead the way past all the traps. He kept his head low, aware there might be things meant to trip up taller visitors that wouldn't have any effect on the kobolds.

Soon enough, through twists and turns too numerous for Alden to keep track of even if he'd been paying attention, they reached the main cavern. He saw two of them wrestling in the corner, several of them playing some kind of game with crudely carved dice, and even a couple rutting some unfortunate adventurer from either end who'd gotten in here. The panther wondered for a moment if the adventurer might be someone else from their world, but didn't have time to get a good look before the kobold pulled him up to the chief.

"Chief, this panther's back. Says he wants to get taught more about magic," the orange kobold said as he approached the keeper of the caretaker stone for the kobolds.

"Hmm, alright, he may come here, and I'll teach him a spell or two," the chieftain teased.

"May I rut his ass while you're teaching? Cocky kitty needs to be put in place," the orange kobold grumbled as he gave Alden an obviously devious smirk.

"Nope, you're on guard duty today. Head back to the entrance," the chieftain said, obviously enjoying exercising his power over his subordinate.

The orange kobold huffed, but couldn't contradict the chief. He started back for the entrance, grumbling something Alden couldn't quite catch.

"Heh, so you like our gift then, do you?" the chieftain teased as he looked over the kitty standing before him.

"Y-yes," Alden said.

He felt flustered now that he was back where he was gang banged last time. This had all seemed like a better plan in his head before he got here.

"Thank you..." Alden added quickly.

He awkwardly bowed a little. He wasn't sure how to show respect here but felt like he wanted to, as he was basically here to ask for a gift of knowledge.

Agrun laughed at the bow but seemed to appreciate it. His eyes sparkled with new intensity as he eyed the obedient and respectful kitty.

Alden was glad that this was working, and so pressed on, saying, "I love the diapers, and I really, really, love the magic. So thank you. I always wanted magic. Deep down, I felt a little like I was missing out not having it. So this is great, and I am grateful."

Agrun nodded, patiently, the sparkle in his eyes still there.

"I um..." Alden said, "I wanted to know a few things... If that's alright, I mean... Details about the curse on my diapers. And most of all, details about the magic I have in me now. How to use it better, how to learn more, how to get stronger..."

"Heh, sure, but you're gonna suck my cock for the privilege..." Agrun said.

He had intended to say more but was cut short. Alden jumped down too quickly and got his maw near the chief's diaper front, licking his lips expectantly. It caught Agrun off guard... Usually, the little 'mice' they caught in their traps weren't so well behaved. This one was different, though. He saw a glimpse yesterday, it made him awaken the cat's internal magic. But now he saw more, and it made his decision all the more clear.

"You show the appropriate respect to a chief among dragons little cat," Agrun said. "That's good... Most adventurers forget that kobolds are dragons, too, even if we are the weakest ones. All dragons should be revered and respected. Don't you agree?"

Agrun leaned back on his throne as he spoke and with a snap, undid his own diaper, letting the front fall down as he sat atop it.

"I've always loved dragons," Alden said.

Alden leaned in while on his knees, the kobold chief's dick wasn't erect yet. So he licked at his balls, coaxing the chief to get hard.

Agrun set his scaly paw on Alden's head as he worked.

"I'd hate for you to misunderstand why I awoke your powers..." Agrun said. "I am a chief. My responsibility is to my tribe. To care for them and their needs. And they... are very horny..."

Alden lapped at the tip of the chief's dick as it slowly came out to play. He could taste salty precum all the way down the kobold's rod and had a feeling this guy basically jerked off or had sex all day and had the kind of drive that meant one more blow job was basically just another step along the way.

"The curse on your diaper makes a kitty have to stay unclean until a timer expires unless he sucks some dick to get some time off of the diaper. We knew, if you were smart, you'd realize that you have all the dick you'd ever wanna suck right here. And so you'd wanna keep coming back to suck dick to get your diapers changed quicker," the kobold teased, obviously feeling in charge as he scritched Alden behind the ears.

"We even have plans to incentivize you to come back even more... so you'd understand that our dicks are the best ones for you to suck," Agrun went on as Alden kept up his attention to the chiefs now leaking prick.

"You see, we awoke your magic with dragon magic, so whether or not the spark of magic asleep inside you was dragon in origin or not, dragon magic is a part of what fuels you as a mage now... And our cum, what we used to awaken your magic in the first place, is chock full of dragon magic..."

Alden paused for a moment as he was told this, his ears perking up at the news. Agrun didn't feel like letting the kitty take a moment to think, however, so he flicked Alden's ear to get him back to work. And so Alden did so, setting back at the chief's cock with vigor.

Alden blushed. This definitely wasn't like the blowjob he'd given Greg. The kobold had a good grip on the back of his head as he guided the kitty's mouth down as far as he wanted. He squeezed harder when he wanted Alden to go harder and loosened when he wanted the panther to spend some time slurping instead of sucking.

"Our cum is like a little injection of free experience points for you, it'll help you level up and get stronger. Any cum will do for getting time off of your diaper timer. But only dragon cum will increase your own internal magical potential. And the more powerful the dragon, the more potent the magic in their cum."

Alden slurped and bobbed enthusiastically on the chief's rod, eager to get his next dose of XP.

"You are a sorcerer now, and a dragon sorcerer at that. If you can respect the magic gift you've been given, it will take you far. And we will be your allies, not your enemies. So... while you will be serving as a warm hole for my clan as intended. I see in you the potential for much more. Represent dragons with pride, little cat. One day I expect a powerful sorcerer out of you..."

Alden did his best to nod an agreement around the chief's dick as he kept up his attention to the blowjob. Even with as calm and collected as the chief was staying, he could tell that the kobold was getting close.

"As such, I think the first spell you need is an obvious one. A simple summoning spell. It will summon up a kobold from my clan to where you are on demand. You will always have to pay them for the service. But that works out, cause they'll expect payment in the form of cumming inside you, and that's probably what you'll want. They can help take time off of your diapers that way, or can even change you if your timer allows it. Perfectly fitting for a subby kitten like you, isn't that right?" the chieftain teased as Alden worked diligently to get him off.

Alden wasn't used to partners who spoke so calm and collected as they were blown... It made part of him worry that the chief wasn't actually enjoying this very much. But Agrun's cock seemed to say otherwise. So Alden focused on that. Even if Agrun kept all his muscles loose and spoke as though nothing was happening, his cock still twitched and filled with blood the same as any cock about to blow. And as Agrun's hand on his head kept him working, it also told Alden all he needed to know about what the kobold wanted. So he kept at it. After all... that spell did sound really useful, a cock to suck when he needed one, and regular infusions of kobold cum without needing to trek back to this cave every time...

"Good, you agree then," Agrun said with a smile. "Here it comes, kitty..."

The chief's hand began to glow on the top of Alden's head. And as cum began to fire into his mouth, Alden felt knowledge pass directly into his brain from the chief's paw. He suddenly knew how to use the power that flowed in the world, not just to command water, but now to summon a kobold too.

"Thaaaat's right. What a good kitten you are," Agrun said as he rode out his orgasm while Alden gulped it down.

Agrun stroked Alden between the ears as the kitty drank up the last of Agrun's load. He could tell that the transfer of a spell was over, but still, the cum contained free magical experience points for him, so he didn't wanna miss any.

After Agrun stopped spurting and was licked clean, Alden tentatively pulled back. But stayed on his knees before the kobold chief.

"Rise, and stand beside me..." Agrun commanded.

Alden hurried to obey. The chief put a paw to Alden's backside and cupped the wet padding there into his rear firmly. Alden didn't know what to do... So he hiked his tail up and bent his rear back into the paw a little. Offering his rump to the chief.

Agrun laughed. "You know! I bet your magical spark was dragon in origin. Truth be told, I can't tell. It was too faint. But we only were able to make you a sorcerer cause you had that dormant spark already. But look at you! So eager to get magic... So ready and willing to respect a dragon! We just may be kin little cat... So listen up. I wanna see you succeed. And forces already gather against you and are gonna grow for a while before you are even ready to stand against them. Dragon cum is a little bonus, but especially from dragons of our level, it can't replace practice and hard work. So do magic when you can push yourself, and seek out new spells. Don't just rely on cum alone for XP, and you'll be a proud sorcerer in no time. And that... is the only way you'll ever be able to undo this diaper curse anyways... no low level or even mid-level sorcerer stands a chance against this curse..."

Alden nodded. So he was right... Greg was closer to getting out of his diapers after all... At least his curse was easier to manage, especially with this new spell he was eager to try out.

Alden certainly felt submissive, stuck in diapers for who knew how long, having just given a blow job to someone half his size, and now presenting his wet diaper rump for this kobold to fondle and squeeze. Of course, he knew this was all for the better. It was a win-win, really. He didn't mind giving the oral and actually found it kind of hot that it was basically one of the release conditions of his diapers. Plus, he could tell by one glance around that the other kobolds were definitely horny enough that he'd be busy for a while if he tried to satisfy them all.

"Mess for me, kitty cat," Agrun said, still smiling.

Alden gulped.

"That's part of obedience little one," Agrun said. "Let's not forget that your first job is as a diaper slut for my clan. You're no powerful sorcerer yet. And you are earning our help by satiating my clan members' sex drives. You'll summon them one at a time with your spell and occasionally serve them in batches as you will today. And I can feel you'll need to mess soon, kitten, and your butt is gonna be needed for other things momentarily, so we need the way clear..."

Alden knew he didn't want to make Agrun ask again. So with a burning blush, he stuck his rear out a little more, hiked his tail a little higher, and began to push a sizable mass into the rear of his padding. All the while, Agrun kept his hand on the cat's warm and expanding diaper.

Alden was almost out of breath with embarrassment after he loaded up his diaper while Agrun held his rump. But Agrun just patted the now bulging seat appreciatively.

"Good diaper slut kitten," he said.

Alden nodded. It... it wasn't sooo bad... He could live with experiences like that. Agrun gave Alden's diaper a good firm slap before he went back to holding it possessively.

"You've proven you'll be an obedient outlet when asked to do your job as a cum catcher for my clan. Now show me kitty cat... Show me that I am not wrong about your potential to be something more..." Agrun said.

Alden held out a paw, it glowed slightly as he toyed with a spell transferred to him but not quite familiar yet. Still, thanks to the transfer, he now knew how to weave the energies and powers that flowed through living things into a portal of sorts. And seconds later, a yellow kobold poofed from across the room to right in front of Alden...

"You've just summoned your first kobold kitty cat..." Agrun said, almost seeming like a warning. "Do you remember what the price is?"

Alden dropped to his knees, the mess in his diaper squishing and moving over his rump as he did so. He ignored that and opened his maw for the kobold he'd just summoned. The yellow kobold chuckled as Agrun unlocked his diaper with a wave of a hand.

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Greg started to search around town as soon as Alden was gone. He stuck mostly to the main roads and the shadows as much as he could. Though he asked around about used caretaker stones but found out quite quickly that they were unreliable at best. One particularly enthusiastic fox guy had told him every stone had a limited number of changes in it. Apparently, buying a stone second hand was basically a gamble that could even mean it didn't have any uses left.

"But you know, if you need a change, I've got one, and I'd be more than happy to put you in a fresh diaper," the fox teased.

"W-would you just get me out of them?" Greg asked, obviously hopeful he might have an easy way out of his diapered predicament.

"Ohh, no. I'm not gonna risk pissing off whoever put you in pampers in the first place," the fox said, just as chipper as ever.

"Fine then, well, I'll come to you if I need a change," Greg replied, feeling a bit defeated as he decided he might as well go check out the jobs on the board.

"No problem cutie, just make sure to bring your new diaper and five copper. I don't work for free, after all," the fox teased as he waved at Greg.

Greg grunted as he realized he'd just learned an even more expensive way to get a change. He knew he might have to use it occasionally if Alden wasn't in at the same time as him, but resolved to try to hold off if he could because these things were eating into his cash. It was kind of debasing that he had to pay to be kept in diapers, though he guessed that was kind of the point the bunnies had been trying to make by putting him into them.

Greg started off back towards the inn, barely paying attention as he walked. He continued on until he was only about a block away, then grunted in surprise as a pair of hands reached out of a back alleyway and grabbed him. He whined in shock as he was drug off the main road by a couple of fluffy hands that seemed familiar.

"Heh, it seems like you got yourself in even more trouble, eh foreigner? Still running around in your diapers like a good little boy?" the taunting voice of the leader of the pack of bunnies teased him.

"G-grh... Let me go! I... you've still got me stuck in stupid diapers, what more do you want?" Greg whined as he squirmed against the hands that were holding him down.

"Ohh? Well, see, we were paid very well to give you a little present. It's something new, aren't you excited?" the bunny leader teased.

"W-what are you talking about?" Greg whined, feeling wary as he tried to see if there were any town guards he could call over to help him.

"You see, our client needs you busy for the next couple days, and what better way than to make sure there aren't gonna be any changes?" the bunny leader teased as he poked the tip of Greg's nose teasingly.

"N-no changes? No! Let me go!" Greg whined, blushing brilliantly at the idea.

"Aww, don't you worry! We'll take good care of you, little guy," one of the bunnies holding Greg down taunted.

"Hehe, and if you're a good boy, we might even let you hear from the guy who's paying to keep you in your pampers. So, better be nice," one of the bunnies teased as he pulled Greg's pants down and tossed them aside.

Greg grunted and struggled, but found himself quickly overwhelmed. The bunnies pinned him down, and his mouth was plugged by one of their cocks.

"Be gentle down there, or I'll slap you right in your diapered balls," the bunny riding his face teased as he started to hump into Greg's mouth.

Greg moaned and sucked the bunny's cock. He felt his rear end being lifted up and whimpered as he wondered what exactly was happening. He tried to look but found the bunny's butt was more than sufficient to block his view. He felt his legs getting slipped into something plastic, and tried to kick and squirm to keep it from happening. But the rabbits kept him pinned him down and taunted him.

"Aww, don't worry, little guy! We've got ya!"

"Hehe, guess we're gonna be getting the bounty!"

"Serves him right! Puppy deserves to have his diapers under someone else's control!"

"Hehe, be nice to him guys, we'll take him home and talk to him if he's a good boy!"

"Awww, I dunno if the puppy's going to want that, but that's alright. Since when does a dumb doggy like him know what's best for him? Maybe we'll even earn more for babysitting him!"

"Haha, but we gotta let him go sometime. After all, he's gonna have to pay, isn't he?"

"Shhh, don't ruin the surprise!"

Greg groaned, bucking and trying to squirm out as he felt the plastic sliding up his legs. He whined as he felt it tugged firmly over his diaper zone, and kicked as one of the bunnies made sure the fit was snug all around his diaper. He groaned as he kicked out, but two bunnies grabbed his feet and held him firm.

"Aww, there we go, almost there!" the leader teased as he tugged on the waist again, tightening up the plastic thing, before squeezing something around the middle of Greg's waistline.

Click, the device clicked shut, and the bunnies got off Greg for the most part. They weren't too far away, and Greg groaned as he realized he could taste the orgasm of the one that'd been riding his face. He sputtered and spit out a bit of bunny seed. He was embarrassed that he had been so distracted that he hadn't noticed the bunny cum while they manhandled him. Then he looked down at his waist.

Sitting above his fresh diaper was something pink and plastic. Greg tugged on it but found the plastic was more than enough to resist him stretching it too hard at all. What's more, it had tight elastics around his legs, and the waist had an adjustable belt that had a large silver padlock through one of the holes. Greg pulled but found the lock secured the waistband to the thing, ensuring he couldn't get out of the diaper he was in.

"Wh-what? G-give me the key!" Greg whined, tugging at his waist uselessly one more time as he blushed intensely about the locking plastic-pants he'd just been strapped into.

"Hahaha, no, we don't have the key, silly. You see, that's a bounty lock, and if you want it off, you're gonna have to pay five gold to the bounty board office," the leader bunny snickered.

"W-what?! Five gold... t-that's so much!" Greg whined, feeling all the more helpless as he learned the condition of his release,

"Aww, don't worry. That's only a couple day's work for an adventurer. Of course, I don't think you're much of an adventurer, are you?" the leader bunny teased as he held Greg's chin up.

"B-but... I... co-come on. I... I haven't even gotten to know how my power works at all yet, how is this fair?" Greg whined, obviously feeling helpless.

To Greg's surprise, this did give the bunnies pause. They seemed to agree that this was a problem.

"Hey boss," one of them said, "how are we gonna keep getting paid to keep him in check... if this wimp of a pup can't keep the fight interesting against the one paying us?"

The bunny leader seemed to think about that for a moment...

"So..." he said. "You wanna know how your power works? Well then, why don't you come with us? We know you've been running around with a kitty boy, and if he comes for you, we'll even give you back to him! For now, though, it sounds like someone needs a tutorial!" the bunny leader said, back to chipper now that he had a new plan.

"B-but, I need to go earn money for this now," Greg said, looking down at the plastic covering his diaper and feeling defeated.

"Heh, with our help, you should be able to make five gold with no problem whatsoever. Who knows, we might even teach you how to defeat a dragon," the leader taunted.

"A puppy, defeat a dragon? Hahaha, that'll be the day," another of the bunnies snickered as he elbowed his neighbor teasingly.

"Heh, he'll still be way better off than he'd be if he keeps on not even knowing how to use his powers. Might take a couple days to teach him though, he seems like kind of a dumb puppy. I mean, running around alone without his powers? It seems like he wanted to get jumped," another teased as he moved in and petted Greg demeaningly.

"So, what do you say, pup? Wanna beg us to babysit you and teach you how to be the Warrior of Light?" the main bunny teased.

Greg blushed. He couldn't help but feel this would involve lots of getting fucked since these bunnies had already proven just how horny they were. Yet, what choice did he have? He nodded his head, blushing the whole way as he looked at them.

"Well then, get begging. Say it real cute like, tell us how much you need to be babysat," the leader teased, obviously enjoying this.

"Yeah, and how much you wanna get fucked."

"We'll teach you math too, you plus us equals multiplication!"

"Hehe, we might even ask the bounty office to let us give you a change if you get too stinky. After all, the last thing we want is a smelly baby running around our lair."

"Or we'll let ya stew in it a while. After all, you musta been a pretty bad boy to get a five gold bounty on you!"

"Oh, shouldn't we play him that message?"

"Shh, he can hear it if he begs."

Greg groaned. It sounded like he had no choice here. He knew this was gonna get humiliating, but what more could he do? He wondered for a moment if any other NPC knew what he needed to know, but blushed as he realized something important. If he were programming a sex game, there was no way he'd give a tutorial that didn't have plenty of fucking in it. Of course, the fact they were going to make him beg in baby-talk was degrading, but what choice did he have?

"P-pwease b-babysit me. I... I need to be tawt how to... u-umm... u-use my powar... a-and h-how to... u-umm... maff... "Greg said sheepishly in his best baby talk, adding in that last bit in the hope he'd get on their good side.

"Aww! Don't worry, we'll puppy-sit you."

"What a good boy!"

"Hehe, show him the message," the leader said as he pet the submissive wolf before him.

Greg wondered what they meant as he saw one of the thug bunnies pull something out of his pocket. He watched as the rabbit pressed a button on it, and heard a voice coming out of it that had been intentionally distorted. He looked and saw it show a recording of a figure wearing a pair of purple goggles standing in the shade so he couldn't be made out entirely.

"Greetings to my opponent. Since you're hearing this, it's safe to assume one of the mercenaries I sent after you have got you captured. You just be a good boy and work on getting your next diaper change. Meanwhile, I'll be working on more ways to stop you. After all, we can't have subs like you getting out of line, and it's hardly fitting that you should be working to end this world when you so clearly belong here. I'm from the same world you are, and I know it's so much worse than this place. So, since you're so important to keeping this world around, I'll be doing everything in my power to keep you a good boy..." then the figure ended his little speech with a laugh.

Greg was confused. Someone from the same world as him? How the hell had they gotten here? He looked at the figure and knew it couldn't be Alden. The wolf groaned. This was going to make things much harder. In fact, in one fell swoop, the figure had basically backslid all the forward progress they'd made already. He'd have to talk with Alden about this as soon as possible.

"Alright, tutorial time puppy, come along," one of the bunnies said chipperly as he held a hand out for Greg.

Greg grunted and realized this was something he'd have to do. Even though he knew he had an opponent out there, he had to learn to use his powers a bit better, or this was just going to keep happening. Of course, he had the distinct feeling the bunnies were still sneaky enough that he could be caught off guard even once he knew how to use his powers. At least he might be able to hold them off from time to time.

Greg took the bunny's hand and let them pull him to his feet. He whined as he felt himself being led off like a toddler, his pants held in one of their hands as they kept his diaper proudly on display. The wolf felt like such a diapered doofus, following the bunnies like this. Yet, he didn't have much choice in the matter since he'd already asked them to take him off for this training.

Greg groaned as he heard the crinkle of the plastic pants, reminding him of his significant setback with every single step forward. He blushed as he thought of the figure and realized they looked familiar, though he couldn't place exactly who they were. He'd just have to keep his eyes open as he went around town in the future, and maybe not get so distracted while he was alone.

---

Alden was a little sore, but loving it! Kobold after kobold had used him as a sex toy, and he could feel their magic seeping into him. Apparently, he was still low enough of a mage that kobold cum was a nice little dose of free XP.

He went over in his mind all that had transpired, trying to commit it all to memory through the haze of sex and magic and exhaustion.

First, the yellow kobold that was his first summon had given him a change after he sucked him off. He'd wanted to know what the details of his diaper curse were, and they agreed to teach it to him. His new diaper had started with only four hours on the tapes. And it was explained that after his last diaper expired, he sucked off three dicks, so six hours were removed from this diaper before he even put it on.

Alden had glanced around at all the dicks waiting for a turn and assumed he'd be able to get changes saved up for a week... But alas, Agrun seemed to guess that he was thinking that, and told him that he can only get hours off of his current diaper or next diaper, but that any more than that and it was just a waste.

So Alden was made to summon a kobold two more times, this time a red and a purple one were the ones that popped from nearby to right in front of him. He sucked off their cocks, and then the purple one peed down the back of his now freed diaper so he'd need a new change. Then, during this change, another kobold humped his ass while more still used his maw. He lost track of how many loads he took, but it shoulda been way more than the ten hours he needed. It was explained that anal during a change counts for four hours.

Alden was changed into a new diaper that started already at zero and unlocked, and then another kobold peed into his diaper. Then another change, and just that quick, he was back into a diaper with a full ten hours on it. Demonstrating that it was true that there was a limit to how much time off of his diapers that he could save up from a gang bang.

Then they'd started back up humping Alden's maw, working away at this new set of ten hours, and Alden honestly loved it. But he had more questions now and needed a free mouth with which to ask them.

"That's right!" Agrun teased. "It's the college of blow jobs, and guess what? This is the best way for a newbie like you to learn. You find someone with valuable spell knowledge and do what they want until they give it to you."

"Ohh," the kobold scrubbing Alden's mouth said, "or you can dominate and learn new ways to combine your powers, but I don't think a subby boy like you wants that one bit."

"Mnnghph," Alden tried to say something but found the cock pacifying his mouth was more than enough to keep him quiet.

"Heh, what's that?" Agrun teased. "You wanna get more cum kitty? Well, you're pretty close. Who knows, if you get enough cum before you leave I might just be able to impart another new spell before you leave today... rather than having to wait till your next visit."

The kobold in his maw liked that Alden was so thoroughly dominated, and moaned as he continued to teasingly scrub his ridged dragon-like dick around the panther's mouth.

Alden couldn't respond, so he simply let his tongue do the talking. Lapping and pressing it in, pleasuring the kobold, hoping to demonstrate his eagerness to learn. He whimpered as he felt one of the other kobolds give him an appreciative slap on his rump. He wriggled slightly as he felt all the eyes on him and saw several other denizens of the cave groping the front of their locked diapers needily, or stroking their cocks if they'd already been unlocked from their diapers.

The one in Alden's maw finished, and a new kobold rushed to take his place. But Agrun held up a paw to keep him at bay, and the new kobold pouted a little.

"Go on..." Agrun said. "Ask your next question."

Alden was starting to like Agrun, he was much smarter than he admittedly seemed at first. So he'd get to ask questions between cocks? He could deal with that arrangement.

"What happens if I don't have a diaper handy when I take my last one off?" Alden asked.

Agrun lowered his hand, and the next kobold sprung to plug Alden's cum soaked maw with his prick.

"A new diaper will appear on you," Agrun said. "The magic will only let you be out of a diaper for as long as it takes to be changed into a new one. And the only reprieve will be for what the magic considers approved excuses, like getting your tail humped, or taking a bath, or... that's all I can think of right now. But as soon as your approved delay is over, expect a new diaper, so don't dally in your cleaning, or you may be locked in a new diaper before you actually get yourself clean."

Alden blushed. He liked these rules. Whoever made this world was an ABDL like him, that was for sure...

His current diapers ten hours used up by the last kobold, another slipped his cock into the waistband of Alden's diaper and wet it for him again. Then changed him, but before putting him in a new diaper, he started to hump his rump.

Alden was being double-teamed yet again.

"Heh, alright..." Agrun relented. "We have a very hungry kitty on our hands, plus we still need to breed that other adventurer, gotta keep him busy too..."

The chief held up his caretaker stone and sent out a little burst that unlocked the diaper of every kobold within the chamber.

"Heh, right, boss! We'll take good care of our guests," several of the kobolds teased, as they went over to join in around either Alden or the other non-kobold in the cavern that Alden had forgotten was even over there across the large expanse of the main chamber.

Alden moaned, trying to go a little faster now that he knew for sure had a long way to go before he was done. But he was unable to go all out with kobold claws holding the back of his head fur firmly to keep him from going any faster than his current kobold wanted. His recently freed cock bobbed erect beneath him as he was double-teamed while on his knees. He just blushed and continued to suck, letting the kobold move his head around to make sure every inch of his maw got scrubbed out in the process.

Today wasn't about him cumming, he was a more experienced and knowledgeable sorcerer already, and much more comfortable with his own curse, and that was payment enough for him to be thrilled. So even as a small part of his mind screamed for his own release and his cock ached for it, overall, he couldn't be happier, and was content to ignore his own sexual needs for now.

"Heh, almost there, kitty. Are you ready to drink more milk like a good kitten?" Agrun teased as the kobold in Alden's mouth was about to blow.

"Mnnph," Alden said around his mouth full of cock, trying to agree with the kobold even though he couldn't say anything.

"Heh, that's the perfect answer for a little diaper slut kitty like you to give," the kobold boss cackled with glee. He put a paw to the back of Alden's head again, and it started to glow.

"You've been a very good kitty..." Agrun said. "Here is another spell today. Normally I have to wait for you to level up before I can impart a new spell. But you've got enough XP today for me to give you two..."

The kobolds in Alden's maw and rump began to fire off at once, and Argun began to pass another spell directly into Alden's mind. It was hard to interpret what it was for at first. But then Alden realized with a devious smile that he'd just been taught a sort of a sex frenzy spell, that would jack up the targets sex drive beyond eleven on a scale of one to ten...

Alden smiled as he gulped down the load and felt the magical cum being pumped into his rear. He really couldn't wait to try that spell out too...

As kobold after kobold used Alden like a urinal for lust, Alden diligently appreciated and worked for all the cum he was given. He whined more and more towards the end as he felt utterly owned, getting his maw humped so many times and his rump pumped full of cum over and over. But he continued to slurp lengths, and push his rump back to meet thrusts as he waited for the clan to reach a stopping point.

The kobold leader even left for a while, letting his subjects have their fun and not needing to watch every moment of it. Some of the kobolds complained that they were placed too low on the rotation list for his summoning spell. They told him to be sure to use it more often so they'd get to the top, or just visit more often so they could have their fun like today, reminding him that the boss knew more spells to teach when Alden had advanced and was ready to learn them.

Alden was content to be a sex toy for the clan seeing as the pay was sooo good. He'd learned magic and had an avenue to increase his power. This was a good day.

Alden swallowed and had pumped up his rump so much reptilian spunk that he wondered if magic was keeping his insides from rupturing or causing him to expand like a water balloon. He was having fun, but as time progressed, he began to worry about his pup that he'd left alone in town.

Alden moaned, redoubling his efforts to work through their lust faster. Today was a productive day, but he didn't wanna leave his pup alone for too long. It was taking a bit longer than he'd intended to return, and he could only hope the wolf hadn't gotten himself into trouble.

---

As the pack of bunnies led the diapered wolf away, little did the pup know that the deer who'd hired them to trap him was watching from across the street. He wasn't close enough to hear but had seen the pup be jumped and was watching as he was now led off in his new locking diaper cover. He'd actually been tailing Greg as he walked around town, though at enough of a distance to keep the distracted wolf from realizing he was right there all along. He was quite pleased with himself as he watched Greg get led off with a new pair of thick plastic pants to keep him in his diaper.

"Good job, my Warrior of Darkness..." the voice of Navron said in Omen's head. "I'll tell your general that you're to be given a diaper change whenever you want it for as long as he's kept in his diaper. Of course, if he gets a change, I'll give you at least an eight-hour cooldown so you can think of more ways to keep him locked in."

Omen didn't respond, he knew he wasn't supposed to. Instead, he simply chuckled as he enjoyed the fact that keeping his opponent trapped gave him the option to enjoy extra changes when he wanted them. It was nice to know that keeping his foe stewing in his mess meant more freedom for him, and if the rest of his plan went off this smoothly, he could pretty much count on that freedom staying around.

"Smell ya later, puppy. Now, let's go find that kitty you were with. Can't have him getting out either, just gotta do some more research on how to keep him locked in," Omen chuckled to himself, "Maybe I'll go find those kobolds he visited and make them help too."

"Be warned..." Navron said in Omen's head again. "Your two opponents are very different, and as such, this world treats them very differently. Therefore, I'd expect that any agent of mine worth their diapers should realize that it would be unwise to approach them both the same..."

Omen nodded, reconnaissance might be the right course of action here then. He walked towards the edge of town where the cat went when he and the wolf parted ways, wondering how to find the lair of the kobolds.