Published: February 28th 2022, 8:32:33 am
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"Hey! Guys! Calm down! Help! I'm being aggressively washed by two excited otters!"
Laffy and Maffy were indeed eager to wash me up. After they dropped off their diapers by the side of the tub/pool and, of course, took off mine, they wasted no time in scrub-a-dub-dubbing the heck out of me and each other.
Daddy laughed as to escape the two water creatures. Of course I didn't stand a chance against an otter in the water.
"Haha, well, it's your own fault, kiddo, you're the cause of all of this commotion!"
Even the more reserved Maffy was splashing around and wagging his rudder like an overexcited pup, and I was glad they didn't forget that I wasn't quite as adept as them, or they might have had a very waterlogged Spot on their hands.
"Okay, kiddos, everybody out of the tub! It's time to dry off and get diapered."
Laffy and Maffy lifted me out of the water over their heads and spirited me off to the edge with rudder power. There, Daddy picked me up, set me down, and toweled me off, followed by the two otts, who seemed extra blushy to be treated like tots and dried off by Daddy. He just smiled down at them, much as he did me, and told everyone to hold hands with someone, so he led us to the changing table.
"Okay, buddies. Now that I know what experts you are at diapering, how about you teach Daddy some tricks of the trade?"
"Yes Ma-" began the two otters in tandem.
"Ah, ah, ah. It's Daddy in the nursery from now on. Got it?"
"Y-y-yes, Daddy," Gulped Laffy.
"Yes, ma- er um... Daddy," said Maffy.
As shy as the two of them looked, their tails showed just how much they were enjoying these changes. As did their little pokey pee-pees in front.
"Good. Now that's settled, let's get this little boy diapered, huh?"
"Yes, sir!" they both said at once, before awkwardly correcting themselves again with timid and blushy stutters of 'D-d-daddy'.
Daddy just chuckled and shook his head. "We'll have to work on that. Why don't you two pick his first diaper of the morning, and tell me why you picked that one?"
The two brothers rushed to carry out Daddy's orders, stumbling over each-other as they went to grab the diaper. It was cute and comical and I might have giggled if I wasn't butt naked on a changing table myself.
They soon came back with a fun blue diaper covered in bubble print, and thinner than my normal diapers.
"Ah! An interesting choice," said Daddy, taking the proffered diaper and holding it up to look at it. "And why did you choose this one?"
"Because It's thin," said Laffy, "But it has a lot of absorbent polymers inside so it'll wick away the moisture really quick."
"Yes," said Maffy. "It's not the best when you're staying in one position because the liquid won't spread but he's going to be active, so a thinner diaper is good, he'll pee in different positions, and finally... well..."
"...It gives us more chances to change him," finished Laffy.
"As good a reason as all the rest, and maybe even better!" said Daddy, with a smile. "Thank you, boys. Now, Let's talk about taping techniques. I always have trouble with the legs here. Any suggestions?"
The otters smiled and wagged, happy to share their suspiciously specific knowledge of what to do.
After taping up the final tape of my diaper, Daddy leaned in so that he was nose to nose with me and said, smiling softly, "You did a very good thing back there, little one. You really stood up for your friends, a trait which we Beringas highly value..."
"I just said what was true," I replied, shaking my head, unable to accept the compliment. Daddy lowered his muzzle and looked me in the eye.
"Believe me, little one. Not all pets would do the same. It appears that my pet has a very kind heart. May you never grow out of it as so many of us are forced to."
"I didn't want them to get in trouble," I said, blushing.
Daddy smiled, leaned in, and whispered, "Don't worry, sweet boy, they were never in any real trouble. We all just adore them, but don't tell them that. They might get a big head." He gave me a wink. Then, speaking more loudly, he said, "You've been such a good boy, I think you deserve a treat after I diaper up my two little helpers. Now down you go."
It was then Daddy's turn to try all Laffy and Maffy's techniques on them.
"Alright, Maffy, you're first!" he said, Lowering me under the armpits to hand me off to Laffy, who lowered me to the floor while Daddy helped Laffy up onto the table with a helping paw on his butt. "Let's see how well I learned your lessons, shall we? Laffy, let me know if I miss anything. I expect you to speak up, okay? Don't let me make a mistake or you'll be getting a spanking just like this pet does over here!"
I blushed, being made the example for the others, but Laffy didn't seem to mind the idea. He gulped and whimpered, but his hard on shot up to full mast immediately. I'm sure Daddy noticed as well, because he smirked when he saw it. I could already see the gears turning in his head as he thought of a way to devise a reason to spank Laffy.
Despite the distraction, Laffy was able to point out a few ways for Daddy to improve his technique.
Meanwhile, Maffy was having a heck of a time keeping it together. Now that the changing tables had turned, Maffy had become a squirmy, whimpering ott. It was funny to see the eight-foot blue creature seemingly shrink into a squirmy tot on the table, though again, I wasn't one to speak on the matter, seeing as I was the only one stuck in diapers permanently.
"Almost perfect, Daddy," Laffy said as Daddy finished taping in the blushing Maffy.
"Well, I'm about to have my second chance with you, buddy boy," said Daddy, helping Maffy down off the table. He then beckoned Laffy forward, and helped him up onto the table."
"So, let's see how we do," said Daddy. "I believe the first step was to make sure the little otter's pee-pee is well oiled..." He took some baby oil and lubed up Laffy's shaft, causing him to groan, and cover his face. "Now, don't get too excited or Daddy might have to punish-"
Daddy didn't even finish his sentence before Laffy squirted onto his belly.
"You should always pull up the diaper so you don't get any splashes, Daddy," said Maffy, grinning at his brother with the smuggest shit-eating grin I'd ever seen.
"Oh, hoho," said Daddy. "I think a certain little otter has earned himself a spanking!"
Laffy was visibly embarrassed and turned on now. He was a squirmy, blushy mess, covering his face and squeaking with desire and embarrassment as Daddy lifted his big legs and readied his hand. Somehow, he was still completely hard, his bright red erection. I was getting hard too, and it was especially frustrating to feel it and not be able to do anything about it. I was getting really annoyed with the limitations that my one-way pleasure-limiting chastity cage imposed.
With each smack of Daddy's hand, Laffy moaned and squeaked in delight. I could see that Daddy wasn't spanking with all his might, though it was still more than I could ever take. The way these two gigantic creatures 'play-spanked' was quite intimidating, and I could just imagine facing them on the battlefield. I would drop my weapon and piss my pants then and there.
"I think that's enough," said Daddy, panting lightly as he lowered his hand, and Laffy's ankles. "That's quite a good morning workout. But it looks like I need something else worked out now. Look what you did."
Maffy looked down to see Daddy's raging erection, which had been obscured before by his upraised legs and rudder. His eyes practically bugged out of his head when he saw it.
"Well, you'd better get started. And then you and your brother can help give Spot your thanks for endorsing you both so fervently."
Laffy looked between Daddy and me several times, and even I could tell he was blushing under his fur despite my lack of knowledge around alien biology.
"Well, get to work, Laffy. Maffy, why don't you get Spot warmed up?"
"With pleasure, Daddy," said Maffy, while his brother got down on his knees and opened his mouth to take in Daddy's impressive malehood.
I already knew how adept my two blue friends were at giving sexual pleasure, and my pee-pee was already fighting with my pleasure limiting cage.