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Daily Free-Write Write January 27, 2022: The Breeding Program

Published: January 28th 2022, 12:50:09 pm

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It was just the captain and me. And it had been hours since anyone had come to check on us.

"This is fucking boring," I said, laying out on the soft bench against the wall, my tail twitching in annoyance.

"Our accommodations are comfortable enough," said the Captain, never one to let a difficult situation ruffle his feathers.

"Comfortable, sure. And dull as the doldrums. Who the hell would have thought that an abduction would be so boring?"

"They don't teach you that in flight school," said the captain. "Well, we'll just have to make our own fun."

"Could they at least give us a bathroom?" I cursed, shaking my first at the double-paned wall. We were in a sort of terrarium - a bit of foliage, a bit of furniture. At least the padded benches were soft.

"I, uh, think we're wearing it," said the captain, spreading his feathered legs and reaching down to feel the front of his thick garment. The furniture wasn't the only thing that was padded.

"HEY! Can you hear us?!" I yelled. "Just because we were wearing diapers when you found us doesn't mean we NEED them!" I cursed as my bladder cried out for release.

"It's an honest mistake to make," said the captain. "They may never have seen our kind before."

Oh, I had tried to get the diaper off when we awoke in this gosh forsaken place. Believe me, I tried, but it wasn't coming off any time this millenia. Not by any known means, anyway. They must've used some sort of space glue on the tapes, and some advanced carbon fiber material instead of plastic. I was only guessing here. I really had no clue who our captors even were.

"Stop being such a baby," said the captain, finally. "You act like you've never peed in a diaper before. We're spacefarers. This is part of the gig. Look..."

I watched as the captain tensed up for half a second, let out a breath, and gave a smile of relief as the front of his diaper began to grow a big yellow spot in the center, spreading outwards.

"Fine," I huffed, crossing my arms. "I'll do it."

And of course it would be right then that our captors decided to make their presence known. As if this couldn't get any more humiliating.

I covered the front of my diaper as a tall red feline looking creature with a strong chin and a warm smile entered, bedecked in elaborate green and purple robes. I didn't even know what to say. I had never seen an alien before. At least this one seemed friendly, aside from the whole abduction thing. It opened its mouth and let out a series of churrs not unlike an earth feline in the wild. And yet, we understood it, as if its voice was overlaid on top of those noises. Translation technology, perhaps?

"Hello, Earthlings. Welcome to your new home. We hope you find your stay pleasant and comfortable."

"It would be more comfortable if we had an idea of where we were, who we were dealing with, and what you planned to do with us," I snapped back, upset at the audacity of this creature to assume we'd be happy with our situation.

"Now, now," said captain optimist. "There's no need to have a tantrum. I'm sure we can work this all out."

"We have heard your complaints, and we are working to resolve them. However, for now it is best for us to keep you diapered while you are not already occupied. It's easier for us, and-"

"I don't care if it's easy! I-" The captain covered my mouth with a feathered hand and Jerked me back so that my but went right on the bench where I had started this whole conversation.

"What he means to say is, we are just wondering when we might be let out of this little room here. It's a bit... boring, to be honest. And we do want to get home eventually, as well"

The creature cracked a smile, the edges of his lips tugging upwards. Assuming, that is, that their expressions were anything like ours.

"Yes, of course. And I promise you will soon be well entertained. You see, you are part of our conservation program."

"Conservation...?"

"Yes, we seek to preserve life of all kinds in this galaxy, and we are the first to do so in this relatively unexplored sector. You have both been selected for your ability to propogate."

"Proppofape?" I said, my mouth still full of feathers. The eagle let me go and I repeated my query.

The alien did not respond. Instead, he ran a finger over the back of his wrist and I found myself laying back on the table as he untaped me. He was twice as tall as an average person close up, and he would scarcely have needed his fancy gadgets to keep me subdued.

Finally, I thought. They're letting me out of the diaper. Thank goodness! Sure, I was on my back with my legs in the air as the alien untaped me, but it was clear that dignity wasn't on the menu at the hotel du alien. At least I wouldn't have to wear these stupid things.

"Hey, what about me?" asked the captain.

"Of course," said the creature, snapping his fingers. The diaper fell right off of him.

"Heyyyy! How come you didn't do that for me?" I whined. The creature looked down at me with an expression somewhere between amusement and contempt.

"You can call me Ch'rrrr'leh."

"Charlie? Seriously? Well, nice to meet you. Now that we're up close and personal, mind telling us what the hell you're planning with all this?"

Another creature with different markings appeared, seeming to walk right through the mirrored glass of the wall, his arms tucked in his robes as he calmly strode in. He looked at me with a cool stare, and raised an eyebrow.

"He said you were selected for your ability to propogate. So propogate!"

The captain and I looked at each other and back to them. Then I did a double take. "Y-you don't mean-"

"Yes," said Charlie. "Don't let us stop you. Get to it."

The two of them receded so that they were behind the glass once more.

"Uh this isn’t how it works guys" I said, banging on the glass, now clear so we could see each other. Charlie turned to his companion.

"Maybe we should induce them to mate?" I heard them say. Charlie pressed on the back of his wrist and my cock went rock hard, instantly. The captain looked down at his own dropping member which was quite hard as well, and much larger than mine.

"Ah that must be the penetrative partner." said his companion, whose name sounded something like 'Tim'.

"Hey not all tops are big! Not all bottoms are smaller," I yelled. It was amazing that they were clever enough to analyze our bodies and get us off but not understand our reproductive cycle. Finally, the captain spoke up.

"I think they want a show. Let’s give it to them."

"C captain?!" I gulped as he began to pet my fur, and yet I couldn't deny that I had always had a crush on him. And the warm flush I felt, my heart beating, it was like my first time all over again.

"Let's just enjoy ourselves," he said. "Don't worry about them. There's nothing better to do..."

"I guess, not..." I said, biting my lip, as I felt his body pressing against my own. "A-and who knows... they... hhhh... they might even let us go..."

Whatever they did to us worked ten times better than any blue pill, because we were at it for hours. Every time we came, we seemed to find our balls replenished. Every time we were ready to tap out, we seemed to get a second wind.

"It didn't work," I heard their strange purring voices say as I lay on the padded bench in a haze, once again diapered, and now copiously leaking cum into the thirsty padding. My belly was distended from all that sperm, and I certainly felt pregnant, but clearly that was not the case.

"— that didn’t work because we were different species!" I heard one of them exclaim, as if he had a Eureka moment. A satisfied and exhausted captain was led out by one of the creatures, who patted him on the back and supported him as he was still pretty weak in the knees. In his place, an absolutely massive male otter was brought in.

"Eeps!" I yelped. His Dick was swinging low, measuring at least 3 inches wide. I gulped. There was no way I’d take that monster!

And yet they seemed to think it was fine.

"This one must be a male and the other a female. That’s why she's so much smaller down there and in body height as well." said Charlie.

"Makes sense to me," shrugged Tim.

"Hello, sweetheart. Looks like we're breedin' partners now." The thick otter gave me a cocky half-smile, and I felt my stomach fall into my knees.

"Help," I squeaked, before I felt my diaper fall open, and I felt that flush return.

"It's alright, sweetheart. Daddy's gotcha..." said the beefy hunk. I had to admit, he was looking mighty handsome all of a sudden.

-Written by ChampTehOtter