Published: February 1st 2022, 10:35:25 am
Author's Note: Sorry for the delay on this! I finished my night super late the 30th, then conked out immediately after dinner the 31st. Woke up after midnight so I started my freewrite right away! Somehow, four pages came out of me without even trying! Well, this certainly is an interesting story for me, a least. I hope you enjoy!
I managed to eat enough kibble and lap up enough water to feel satisfied. Luckily, I was able to use my hands to help, as my tongue wasn't exactly as long or flexible as a dog's. The kibble wasn't half bad, despite its familiar appearance. Though it resembled dry pet food of Earth, the flavor was just fine for me.
"It's formulated just for your needs and tastes," said Master, giving my head a pat and a little pet as I ate. "Now, as soon as you're done, I want you to take a nap on your bed here. I'll leave the room like this to acclimate you to homeworld architecture, since you don't seem to mind it. I'll be back in no time, and don't go wandering around the simulation before you've had your nap! Got that, pet?"
Master looked at me as though worried he'd given me too many instructions. Yes, I was actually able to read this alien being's expressions, I realized. Even if he was a fuzzy space bear-weasel. Closer to a marten, I would later learn. I simply gave up on trying to reason with him, so I sighed and nodded.
"Good boy," he said, leaving me with a soft and fuzzy feeling. If I had a tail I would be wagging it, and I wondered why I felt so good hearing that.
Once Master padded off, I lost my appetite, so I took a final drink of water and curled up on my bed.
A short time later (as far as I could tell without any time tracking device), I woke up with the urgent need to pee. All that water I had used to wash down the dry kibble had done its work, and yet again, I did the potty dance as I wandered the simulation in vain looking for a toilet. The rooms were dark with doors, floors and furniture in stark relief, made of bright white materials like white marble, wood, and vinyl.
I came across an abstract sculpture that looked to be made of alabaster. What it depicted I had no idea. I came across a singing plant, that let out various perfect tones when touched. I even came across an anti-grav room, whose purpose I could not discern. But none of this mattered to me, because my urgency only grew as I came closer to losing control.
I came to the conclusion that my master must be extremely wealthy to have such a place on his planet, if indeed he did have such a place on his planet. I growled in frustration.
"Where the hell is a bathroom. Simulation, can't you simulate me a bathroom?"
I was surprised when, at my request, a room appeared, which I entered to find a fancy looking shower booth. Of course the simulation would take me literally. Well, I hadn't even tried adapting the simulation, so not bad for a first try. But I was already holding my crotch, trying to put some pressure against the thick bulk of padding between my legs. I said through gritted teeth that I was looking for a toilet, and a toilet appeared in human proportions. But then I realized, when I lifted the lid, that there was no way for me to use the toilet if I couldn't take off my diaper.
I cried in frustration as I pulled at the material in vain. It crinkled like a diaper, but it sure didn't budge like one. This thing wasn't coming off. Just when I was about to lose hope, an idea struck me.
"Simulation. Please remove my diaper so I can use the restroom."
"Request... Denied."
My heart fell. "Bathroom! I mean use the - no I mean the toilet! Please remove my diaper so I can use the toilet!"
"Request... Granted."
I cried in relief as a nanny-bot entered the room to take off my diaper, and direct me toward the toilet instead of the shower. However, I was too late because just as I reached the potty, I lost control and peed all over myself.
"SPOT! NO!"
I was mid sprint toward the potty and I turned at my master's voice, slipping on my own piss and colliding with the toilet. I let out a cry of pain as I crashed into the toilet, which hit me right in the spine with a jarring thud.
"Ahh!" I cried out again, as a searing pain went through my back and side, as well as my wrist, where I had tried to break my fall. My master was upon me in a second, making worried chittering noises.
"Oh, no! Oh no! My pet. Are you okay? Are you injured?" Master tilted his head and scanned his eyes as if he was looking at readouts. I only caught glimpses of what he was doing as I kept squeezing my eyes shut.
"Nerve block," Master said, and he grabbed something, seemingly from thin air, jabbing me in the back and side. The pain was instantly gone and replaced with a numbness where he had touched me. "Shhh, calm down now, pet. You are not gravely injured. I used a painkilling agent on you. The nanobots will do the rest. As long as you don't move so much.
I looked away in humiliation. I was covered in my own piss and worse - The kibble had taken up my tummy space and my bowels had decided to make more room. I was in an indescribable state.
"Peeeyuuu... well, let's get you in that shower, then," Master said, chittering out a few commands, something about an infant bath. The fancy shower stall was replaced by a tub just my size with powerful jets installed all around it. What I would call a whirlpool bath on Earth. "And this is why you must stay diapered, pet. I'm going to have to lock you out of voice commands, or keep you secured better when I'm not watching you," he said, shaking his head. "You certainly won't get an automated help taking off your diapers again..."
This was the worst. Through my own incompetence, I had lost the freedom to control my surroundings - and my potty usage - as soon as I had gained it.
"Oh, quit pouting," said Master, as he bent over the tub, scrubbing me down gently. "The most that was wounded was your pride. You're lucky you had those nanobots installed or you might have done some permanent damage..."
"I just had to use the bathroom..." I muttered. "I mean... toilet..."
"Yes, I can see that. Luckily holo rooms can clean themselves, but we won't be having any messes like that on homeworld. You sure do want to convince me that you don't need diapers, little one, but you aren't doing a very good job of it. Am I going to have to keep you from speaking voice commands, or do I need to restrict your movement when you're not being watched?"
"Neither," I said, squeezing my eyes shut. It was a weird sensation being bathed by another being, even weirder with half my body numbed. I didn't want to look down at the bruises that were forming over my skin, so I limited my spare glances to Master's face when needed at all.
"Well, one way or another, I'm going to make sure this doesn't happen again," he said, soaping up the area between my legs and my butt crack, prompting me to jerk away reflexively, then stop, as a new pain shot through my lower back.
"Easy, now, pet. Let Daddy take care of you..."
Daddy? I looked up at him, shocked.
"Yes, I did a little research and thought you might like this better than master."
I blushed, and he smirked a little. I guess he had figured out what blushing meant by now.
"Thought so," he said to himself more than me. "So you may call me Daddy or Master from now on - your choice."
I blushed even harder, thinking that both choices were pretty humiliating and wondering if I'd have to use those titles in public. I could feel my cage tightening between my legs, or rather, the pressure of the strange material increased as my penis attempted, and failed, to get hard.
"My, my. Still horny even after such a big accident. You really do need your regular maintenance rubbies, don't you? I can't imagine what a little diaper humper I would have otherwise."
I covered my face in my hands. I couldn't' believe he had said that but what could I do to deny it? It seemed like so far I had only proven to him that I needed diapers and that I couldn't be trusted to wander around on my own. Oh, and that I was incredibly horny and loved to be kept as a diapered baby boy at all times. Which was true - only when I was horny. It seemed as if the cage might ensure I was horny more often than not.
I was now clean, and Master/Daddy gently toweled me off.
"There we are. We are currently arriving at our destination - homeworld. I came to get you, but of course you were in no state to leave until I had you nice and clean. I don't think you'll be able to walk far in your condition now, though..."
He thought for a second, then snapped his fingers. "Ah! I know..."
I was carried out of the bathroom in his big furry arms, and laid down on a padded table to be put into a fresh diaper, which I didn't bother to fight. Then, he tilted his head, and lowered me into a wheeled stroller. I might have struggled but with the ability to materialize things so quickly, there was no chance for me to react. Before I knew it, I was securely strapped in, wearing nothing but my diaper as usual for my trip thus far - and wheeled out of the holo-room, which returned to its blank white state at Master's bidding. My stroller did not disappear when we crossed the threshold, so I surmised that it was more than just a simple hologram I had encountered in there.
I couldn't imagine that this would be my first introduction to this civilization - as a diapered baby pet. And yet here I was, unable to do anything about it as I was pushed along toward my uncertain future.