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Three Generations of Sluts for Sigma by Draconicon

The summoning magic ripped him away from the mistress, something for which Obrum was thankful for. It was difficult enough to please her, but the gecko was getting exhausted. He could use a new client for a little while.

When the summoning field cleared, the gecko saw that he was in the middle of a rough five pointed star and series of candles. Usual stereotypical nonsense, according to the few other demons his mistress visited; the stuff never worked as protection, as the spell to protect a person was something to be cast before summoning. Most people never did it, and it looked like his latest customer hadn't either.

Glancing past the circle, he saw the person that wanted to be his 'master'. It wasn't the worst deal he'd ever seen. The skunk was nice enough looking, and since the white fluffball was sitting on a bed, he could see the small slit beneath the skunk's balls. It would be rather fun to play with both.

Obrum had barely stood up when the skunk cocked his head to the side. There was a stifled bit of laughter from the summoner before the skunk pointed at him.

"Um...Do all demons wear diapers? Can I get an exchange here?"

The gecko groaned, looking down at himself. The bright white diapers were a fresh change, compared to what he had been wearing a few hours ago. Despite his own feelings on them, they were required, not only by his mistress, but also by his own biology. Being incontinent didn't make life easy.

"I mean, seriously, this is kinda silly. I'd really prefer a different demon."

"Tough. You got me."

"Can you at least take them off? I don't want to -"

"Don't want to what?"

"Hey, stop backtalking. I'm the one in charge here."

"Yeah, right."

The skunk stood up, walking across the room and grabbing the gecko by the arm. He leaned in.

"I said, I'm the one in charge. I summoned you, remember?"

"Yeah. And you know what else that means?"

"What?"

"You just let the thief in the house and handed him the keys."

Obrum shoved the skunk back onto the bed, jumping on it and straddling the bigger guy. Despite the skunk's bigger muscles, the gecko held him down without any trouble. It was one of the benefits of being a demon, or even a devil, like him; one was a lot stronger than they looked, ninety percent of the time.

He scooted forward until the puffy white front of his diapers pressed against the skunk's nose, and he ground himself against the 'client'. Even through the diaper, he could feel the pressure against his pussy through it. He might have been a cunt-boi now, and he might still be a bit embarrassed about his lack of cock, but it didn't mean that he couldn't appreciate how much easier it was to grind against something now.

The skunk didn't seem to appreciate the faceful of diaper, though. Obrum smirked a bit to himself, keeping the big guy pinned down.

"You think that you call the shots? What do you think now?"

"Get off me! I'm telling you, get off me!"

"I don't think so. I'm tired of getting people laughing at me for wearing a diaper. I'm tired of having to do the same thing over and over again for a mistress that used to be my lover. I'm not going to do this anymore."

"What are you talking about?!"

"I'm talking about what I'm going to do to you. Just like she made me her pet, I'm going to do the same to you."

"You wouldn't..."

"Wouldn't I?"

Grabbing the skunk by the back of his head, Obrum shoved the skunk's face flush against his diaper. Though he was incontinent, it was only in a way that he couldn't hold back; the gecko could release at will still, and he did that right then.

"Aaaaaaah."

"Fuck! Get that out of my - mmmph!"

He silenced the skunk with another grind against his face, smothering the client's groans and growls under the plush, almost crackly diaper as he continued pissing in it. The sheer relief of letting it all out never ceased to amaze him, and he wondered if perhaps his mistress had changed him more than he realized.

Even as the front of the diaper turned yellow, the skunk continued to struggle, but never so much as when he first started. Obrum watched as the skunk slowly started to calm down, his struggles getting weaker by the second, slackening with each breath of the piss stained diaper front.

"Heh, that's it. Sniff it up, you jerk. Let it change you to something more suitable."

The skunk groaned at that, but couldn't stop sniffing. Obrum held tight to the skunk's head, both hands running through the client's hair as he kept grinding his crotch against the male's face. It felt so good, and his pussy seemed to love the feeling of the piss soaked diaper against it. He moaned, biting his lip as he kept humping against the edge of the skunk's muzzle, keeping the pressure up.

As it splashed around inside of the diaper, the piss getting absorbed and then released and absorbed again, he felt his own pussy getting wetter as well. It seemed to burn with heat as he ground himself against the skunk, oozing its own juices to be collected by the diaper as well. Obrum panted, his eyes rolling back in his head as he rocked forward and back, forward and back, each move taking him closer to a mini-orgasm.

Suddenly, the skunk rolled him over. Obrum yelped at the sudden move, worried that he'd lost control. However, rather than pulling back, the skunk held him down against the bed, still sniffing the front of the wet diapers. The gecko could no longer grind against his prey, but it was good enough; the point was made.

He smiled a bit as he saw the signs of corruption spreading through the male. It wasn't a huge change, but he could see the demonic red lines appearing beneath the fur. They disappeared almost immediately after appearing, but he had little doubt that they'd show up again when the skunk got a good shave. They'd be there forever, now.

It wasn't the only change, though. The skunk seemed desperate for the smell of piss, even for the taste of it, as the skunk kneaded against the diaper, pressing against it and mewling softly.

"Hehehe, that's just what I need..."

He patted the skunk on the head as the red lines continued down his body, spreading over every inch of his form. Soon it even surrounded the skunk's pussy and cock, both of them flaring for a moment before getting...enhanced, for lack of a better term. Both dripped much more, and the cock was bigger, throbbing with a set of red, tribal-looking tattoos running down the length of it.

Soon, the skunk was covered from head to toe in the red marks, and Obrum could smell the skunk's juices from where he was. He smiled, using what little he knew of devil magic to conjure a diaper for the skunk, and passed it over to him.

"Wear it."

"'s...'ir..."

The skunk slid it on without bothering to pull his face away, something that impressed the gecko. It would go over well with his mistress that this skunk was so well trained already. He scooted back, just out of reach.

"Hold on. We're going somewhere to finish your...training."

The fiery magic faded again, leaving the two of them in the middle of a hellish looking room. The walls glowed with a crimson light, and the floor was cracked stone. In the center, sitting on a throne - a throne with a hole in it and a space beneath it - was his mistress, the succubus Sigma. Obrum bowed, and the skunk followed him down to his knees.

"Mistress."

"Mmmm, welcome back, my little slave. I see you brought us another little toy."

"Yes. I felt he could, uh, serve you while I was busy."

"Heehee, you think you'll ever leave me completely, slave?"

"I doubt it, but I thought -"

"Bring him here."

Obrum nodded, pulling the skunk to his feet and dragging him across the room. The floor was hot, almost unbearably so to his bare feet, but it didn't take long to reach the throne. The rocks were cooler under there, though he didn't want to think about why they were. He helped the skunk lay down, and then pulled the new slave's mouth wide open.

"He's ready, mistress."

"Good boy, slave. Feel free to watch."

He didn't want to, but there was something that drove him to keep his eyes on the new slave anyway. Obrum blushed as his mistress moaned, her pussy spread wide as she started pissing on the skunk below. She aimed it right into his mouth, and the skunk swallowed every time that his mouth reached capacity. The succubus seemed to take great joy in it, because she was wet with something that was most definitely not piss.

Even when he tried to look away, he found he couldn't. The gecko hated that fact, and pushed himself to look away, but the sight was too entrancing. And even as the skunk swallowed another mouthful of piss, he found himself doing the same, swallowing a mouthful of emptiness.

No...no no no, you can't be serious. She couldn't have...

But it looked like she had. In all his attempts to find someone to replace him under the mistress's chair, all he'd managed to do was find competition. He wanted to be beneath her. He wanted to be sucking down her piss, just like the skunk.

Obrum shivered at the realization, even as another bit of his own piss filled his diaper, darkening the yellow spot on the front. His mistress laughed, her tail suddenly between his legs, pushing the diaper firmly against his pussy.

"Slave, you are too devious for your own good."

"Y-yes, mistress..."

"But you have brought me a new slave to play with, so you deserve some reward."

"T-thank you, Mistress."

"Grind on my tail. You may use it to cum three times before your next task."

The reward shouldn't have sounded so good, but as pent up as he was, Obrum couldn't deny his need. He nodded, grabbing the tail and grinding on it, even as his mouth craved the taste of his mistress's piss.

The End