Published: February 14th 2022, 5:46:51 am
Pt. 1+2 Pt. 3 Pt. 4 Pt. 5 Pt. 6 Pt. 7 Pt. 8 Pt. 9 Pt. 10 Pt. 11 Pt. 12 Pt. 13 Pt. 14
The Market was teeming with life as we pressed on through the market, and with the sun getting a little higher in the sky, the air was warming up.
"Pretty soon you won't need that blanket anymore, little one," commented Daddy as we weaved through the crowd. "Then you can run around in your diaper just like you like!"
I looked up at him from the stroller, clutching my blanket harder and pouting slightly. Ever since he adopted me, Daddy was convinced that the only thing I wore was diapers. It was my fault for finding them so comfortable - but that was when I was at home, never when I was out and about!
"Aww, don't worry, Spot. We'll have you out of that soggy diaper in no time. I know it's uncomfortable, but look, we're already getting close!"
I looked around and saw that indeed we were already in a different section of the marketplace. Since this section of the market in particular was scaled up to fit creatures of Daddy's size, it really did feel like I was looking at it from the perspective of a toddler. From what I could see, everything here was 'pet' related. I saw collars and leashes, bondage restraint sets, harnesses, straight jackets, stores that specialized in certain materials like satin, latex, and that neoprene looking material that they had in my car seat. I saw carseats here too, high chairs, customizable pet bowls and drinking fountains. Mits, booties, muzzles, brushes, and more. And of course there were the 'pets' - creatures of all shapes and sizes waiting to be taken home. Most of them didn't look particularly brighter than your average pet on earth, but some had the glint of intelligence in their eyes. Like me, they were often on the smaller size compared to our 10-foot masters. The thing about the smart ones, from what I could see - none of them were for sale. They were all on the end of a leash, in a stroller like mine, or walking behind their master, attentive and obedient.
"You see, you're not the only pet here, Spot," said Daddy, nodding to an orange-furred creature who looked at me with embarrassment on its face as it sucked its pacifier and weakly wiggled its tightly secured hands by its triangular ears, its legs held open by thick white straps, unable to move and cover its very thick, very obvious soggy diaper. We locked eyes and felt for each other a moment of sympathy. It seemed we were both in similar situations. We stopped and I looked around. "We're here," said Daddy.
The creature's owner stopped too. "What a fine looking creature," said a tall and wide red tanuki-looking creature. "I've never seen anything like it!"
"His name is spot. He is the only one of his kind on the whole planet!" Daddy seemed to stand a little taller as he said this.
"Oh, and I see you have a new band. This is your first conquest, then." The creature chuckled with a good natured smile. I noticed that he had many of his own bands, though they were ringing his tail and his eyes instead of his limbs and torso. "Let me guess. You're here to do a little first time shopping, aren't you?"
"Very perceptive," said Daddy, with a polite nod. "Indeed I am. Once I get him changed, of course. You wouldn't believe how many diapers this one goes through!"
The red Tanuki creature laughed. "Oh, I would. My little one goes through plenty themselves. Isn't that right, Princess?" The creature looked up to Daddy and whimpered around its pacifier, then looked at us, its ears bright red. Once again we locked eyes for a moment before looking away, both of us, in embarrassment.
"Look," said Daddy, "Two tables open! If it isn't our lucky day! Let's chat a bit while we change our pets. I'd love to learn more about just how you take care of yours. I can't ask my own family members, they'll never let me be if they think they can throw in their two cents."
"Very good," said the Tanuki.
And so we were pushed in tandem toward our inevitable fate. Spot, and Princess. Two unfortunate pets who were probably just in the wrong place at the wrong time.
"Upsie daisie," said Daddy, lifting me up under the armpits and laying me back. "Oh, Laffy, Maffy, go take a look around and report back with anything interesting you see for my pet. You've played with him a bit, so I'm sure you'll have some lovely ideas."
"Yes, Master!" they said, in unison.
The tanuki raised his eyebrows as they walked off, looking up from his job of laying out his own charge.
"I thought you said this one was your first?"
"Family servants," said Daddy.
"Two personal attendants for the clan's youngest? So the rumors of the Beringas Clan's wealth are not exaggerated."
"Perhaps, but I find it uncouth to talk about it," said Daddy, as he looked casually through the selection of diaper samples to try on me. "Hmm, this one looks good for my pet. Purple is a nice color. Have you tried these at all with yours?"
The Tanuki took the hint and immediately dropped the topic of money, instead opting to talk about his own pet.
"Oh, yes, I love those ones. Purple with clouds and dragons and stars - quite the relaxing but adventurous diaper. They're very absorbent for night time use but of course I put them on Princess during the day as well. They're too thick for most pets to walk in, but it's not like she really needs to be able to walk anyway. Isn't that right, schnookums?"
Princess's ears were back but all she could do was mewl behind the pacifier she wore as her diaper came down, hands held up by her head thanks to the securing points on her collar.
I wasn't faring much better, but at least I wasn't restrained. I knew better than to fight it. All I could do was cover my face as my own diaper came down, right there in the market in full view of any passers by, and there were a number who stopped to watch with mild interest.
"Your pet is quite a novelty here," said the creature. "You'll have to get used to the attention. My name is Nyctos by the way." The creature and Daddy exchanged formalities, Daddy once again sharing his name which my translator refused to translate.
"Oh!" said Nyctos, as he and Daddy returned to the task of wiping our little bottoms off. "I see you have your pet properly caged! A good idea," he said, pointedly inclining his head toward his own pet's genitals. I was surprised to see a cage there too. "My pet seemed to enjoy the name Princess on her planet, when I found her in the Epsicron sector, so I made sure to keep her comfortable and use that name all the time after I adopted her, along with these soft and fluffy garments she seemed so fond of."
The creature's tale was thrashing wildly as she muled more around her diaper. Her cage jumping as her master went on about her. It sounded like. Princess was very much caught in the same situation as myself.
"Well, that's quite the coincidence, mine was the same way!"
"It must be an outer sector thing! Did you find yours in the Epsicron sector as well?"
Daddy smiled and shook his head. "Let's stick to shopping for products for now. Business matters are so tiresome."
"Oh, haha! Right. You probably don't want to give away the location of an undiscovered species. Understood. Understood." The tanuki's laugh and manner was easy, but something about him rubbed me the wrong way. Still, I could say the same for Daddy, whose attitude toward other species had a lot to be desired. But how could I get him to see me and him as equals when I was the one on my back, collared and caged, getting my diaper changed without so much as a peep of resistance? I sighed and settled for simply looking away from the action and pretending I was somewhere else. Not an easy feat when you had strangers staring at you on one side and another embarrassed and humiliated pet on the other. Closing my eyes only mean the crinkle of my next diaper, and the humiliating conversation happening above me took up that much more of my attention.
"...such a squirmy little guy," said Daddy, as he tweaked my peepee, drawing a yelp of surprise from me. "I have to give him stickies in his diapers at least once a day, but I'm thinking I might have to do it even more often!"
"Mine is the exact opposite," said Nyctos. "She gets stickies maybe once a year on her adoption day. But mostly, every three months or so, she seems to be pent up enough that they just happen on their own, so I don't worry about it too much."
"You hear that, Spot?" asked Daddy, grinning. I froze, terrified of what he might say next. "That's a great idea! We should plan something special for your next adoption day as well!"
"Oh, pets love treats and prizes," said Nyctos. "I have quite a few, and I've found that..."
The two of them took their sweet time changing our diapers, but nobody came to hurry us along. It seemed this was part of the experience, again something that you just couldn't get from a replicator. As nice as it was that they were having a good time, I hoped that I would get to 'run around' as Daddy put it, soon. I was getting restless.
When an attendant did finally come around, it was because Daddy flagged them down. "These diapers fit my Spot like a glove," he said, running his soft fuzzy finger inside the elastic leg guards of my diapers and causing me to shudder in ticklish pleasure. "Could I have a case sent to my pets quarters?"
"Of course," said the attendant, a 7-foot, blue cat-like creature. Once again, the creature had long sleeves. They clasped hands with Daddy and both almost immediately nodded. With a quick scan of my neck with a handheld instrument, the creature nodded again, and tapped into a tablet. "Sent! Thank you for your business. Let me know if you require anything else."
"Over here, shopkeep," called the Tanuki, who began the same procedure, pointing toward us and gesticulating with a big grin on his muzzle.
Another negotiation with sleeves; wealth hidden behind compound walls; all monetary discussion seemed taboo here, though they made it quite obvious in other ways, like the gaudy collar that Laffy held up for me. I also realized very quickly that fully invisible tech like Daddy used, controlling things with the tilt of his head, was far from the norm.
Thankfully, once Daddy was done with negotiating, he did not waste time in finishing my change. The tanuki finished soon as well, then called over to Daddy.
"I took the liberty of sending a few of my favorites as well to keep your pet happy and pampered. My compliments."
"Thank you kindly" said Daddy, nodding stiffly. "I am grateful for your generosity. I do hope you will help me with some more suggestions for my pet when you are finished shopping for yourself, of course."
Daddy began to pick me up.
"Now is as good a time as any!" said the Tanuki, quickly finishing up his job with his pet.
I felt Daddy's grip tighten on me for just a second before relaxing. He smiled his silly, handsome smile (was I really calling a 10 foot greens space-marten handsome?) and said, "Oh, that's wonderful news! Why don't we take a look, then?"