Published: March 4th 2022, 9:29:36 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 Pt. 15 Pt. 16 Pt. 17 Pt. 18 Pt. 19 Pt. 20 Pt. 21 Pt. 22 Pt. 23 Pt. 24 Pt. 25 Pt. 26 Pt. 27
Note: Sorry for posting a little late tonight. As you can see, I got a bit carried away writing the story and, well, enjoy the seven page chapter!
"Wait!" I called. "What about my shoes?"
"Shoes? Oh! Yes, great idea, pet," he said, reaching up and pulling down the blue booties he had bought.
I opened my mouth to say something, but thought better of it, as Daddy slipped them on my feet. These weren't the shoes I had in mind, but I had the feeling that once again he was asserting that his chosen shoes would be the first to grace my feet. I got the message and shut my mouth.
"There, then. I think that's everything, don't you?" he asked, his eyes sparkling as he smiled, as if daring me to give him an excuse to put me in something else of his choice. I simply nodded.
"Yes, Daddy," I said meekly.
"Good boy. Let's get going," he said, as he gave me a pat on the head that left me smiling once more, for some inexplicable reason.
Evidently we were in a hurry because rather than the leisurely stroll I was expecting, we jumped right in his transport to the teahouse.
"I didn't think someone like you would ever find themselves in a hurry," I said. "Shouldn't Nyctos be operating on your time?" I asked.
Daddy chuckled. "You have a lot to learn about diplomacy and the commerce of obligation, my pet. Well, I would say you have a lot to learn about it, except you are a pet, and pets need not concern themselves about such things."
I blushed and cowed my head, but that was short lived, as Daddy secured it, along with every other moveable part of my body, in my super secure car seat.
"Besides," he said. "I still have enough time to make sure my little one is safe and sound." He smiled and kissed me on the forehead, and I wondered if I had brought this on myself with my stunt with the toilet on the hologram deck, nearly breaking my back before running off and getting nearly kidnapped or worse at the market.
As soon as I was secured and he was seated, we were off, and it seemed like mere moments before he was standing up and unstrapping me. If I hadn't kept my gaze out the window, I wouldn't have even known we were moving at all. No wonder aliens preferred flying saucers.
"Okay, pet, here we are," he sang, unstrapping me quickly and efficiently.
"You sing too?" I asked.
"I was singing?" he asked. "Well, I suppose I was! It's just what people do when they're happy, right?"
Silly people, maybe, I thought, but I bit my tongue and nodded. I had only ever seen Daddy treated with respect and obeisance, and I didn't want to know how he would react when insulted.
The building, like the rest of the complex, was ornate, shining marble, with intricate carvings covering the outside. I managed to get a close look as we stopped in front of the doors and saw that the carvings were of various creatures serving what looked like members of the Beringas clan tea during a war council, and other such scenes.
Four otter attendants stood at the door to greet Daddy, who tilted his head and smiled to look down at me. "They're inside. Let's go see our friends, shall we?"
Friends? Spies was more like it. At least Nyctos was, though if I didn't know any better, I'd say Daddy was actually excited to see him again.
None of the attendants were Laffy and Maffy, I noticed, with disappointment, but that disappointment didn't last long because as we all walked into the grand tea house, my jaw nearly hit the floor. I was in complete awe as I beheld a grand room with walls inlaid with mother of pearl, a long luxurious couch which ran the length of three walls. The last was floor to ceiling shelves with what I could only assume was tea, though some of the strange vessels and colors on the shelves made me wonder. I was so distracted I almost Jumped with Daddy's jovial warbles rang out across the establishment.
"Ah, Nyctos, my red friend! How are you this morningtide?"
"Good morningtide to you!" said Nyctos, with his disarming cheery smile. Even I relaxed when I saw it, and watched the two of them hug just a little longer than most acquaintances would find comfortable.
I glanced away and caught sight of Princess, looking all decked out for the baby ball with her bright pink puff-sleeve shirt and skirt, and a tiara that looked like it could buy a city with all the pink diamonds embedded in it. A perfect match for the cat's pink ears, which quickly folded back as she too looked away, her diaper clearly showing a tent. When she saw me, she tried to bring her paws down to cover the bulge but found them stopped just short by two tethers tied to the pink mitts that covered them. They were linked to her collar. Clearly, her Daddy Nyctos didn't trust her to keep her paws off her diapees. How humiliating for her. I was glad that Daddy had left my new mitts in the nursery, though perhaps a part of me was also envious. The part that had my diaper tenting as my cage jumped from the arousal.
The two of them finally pulled away, and Daddy led Nyctos by the hand to a couch. The two of them patted their laps and looked at us expectantly. Princess and I glanced at each other, then raced to be the first to be in Daddy's lap. Luckily I wasn't hindered by any restraints, while Princess was forced to waddle, her legs tethered in such a way that she had an awkward waddle gait with no possibility of running anywhere.
Nyctos didn't seem to mind that his pet came more slowly though. Instead, he just cooed and told her that she was clearly just too little to race a big boy like me. She curled her tail over her diaper in embarrassment and mewed, causing Nyctos to 'aww' and squeeze her diaper, then tweak her little nose. Her ears went back and even I had to admit it was pretty darned cute, until Daddy did the same to me. I felt my face grow hot but I also couldn't help but feel all warm and fuzzy getting rubs from Daddy.
Soon, despite ourselves, we were both purring in our Daddy's laps. Princess quite literally! Satisfied that they had calmed their pets down, Daddy and Nyctos resumed talking to each other.
"What do you like to drink?" asked Daddy. "Any preference, or shall I have the house decide?"
"Bovidian milk for the little one, if you have it, and for me, I'll try what the house has to offer!"
"Have it? Of course we have it! Make that two!" Daddy winked at Nyctos and then nodded to one of the otter attendants, who went behind the bar and helped a tall and dignified white-speckled otter behind the counter. "They'll fix your little one the perfect drink. They already know her preferences I'm sure. This tea house is run by the best teamaster on the continent."
"I know," said Nyctos. "And we all miss him! He had the best tea house in the region."
"Still does, it just happens to be here, and now, well, you can enjoy this tea house any time you like!"
"Almost as good as having him in my own home," mused Nyctos with a wry grin. "I wonder if he still makes..."
"The blue flower? I do," said the dignified otter, who had come up so quietly as to startle all of us. "I never forget a client's favorites. A little for you both to facilitate your conversation along with a chaser of obsidian cha to stave off the soporific effects. You will enjoy it."
The otter spoke rather than asked or suggested, and Daddy and Nyctos seemed delighted.
"I'm sure!" said Nyctos, laughing. "Oh, how I missed you, teamaster. It is refreshing to just be along for the ride for once."
"My shop, my rules," said the otter, with a grin. "And that also includes complete discretion. I may be behind this one's walls but we still maintain the policy of confidentiality - and no one, not even this one, has managed to slip a recording device in that could operate within my shop."
I didn't know if he was saying this for Nyctos or Daddy's benefit, but Nyctos chose to look pleased. "I expected nothing less, nothing less!" he said, bidding the wizened creature a cheery goodbye and receiving two small cups from otter attendants immediately after. Well, I say small - but they were small only in relation to their huge size. It would be a large coffee mug for me.
"He seems two have many more white spots than he used to," noted Nyctos, as the otter walked off.
"Commendations," said Daddy, in a drawling warble-click. "You know. I suppose that one day that may change to another color, but I doubt that will happen anytime soon."
"If you follow through on that offer of yours, it just might! We Ailurians aren't quite as hung up on rankings as you military types, but I would rank teamasters among one of the highest in my book. After all, where do you think all the best friendships and partnerships have been forged?"
"Drink your tea," said Daddy, grinning behind his cup.
I was beginning to zone out of the cryptic and seemingly banal conversation. I had the sense that they were speaking of more than just tea and teamasters, but with all the wonderful feelings I was getting from Daddy's paws rubbing my tummy, and venturing down to tease my diaper zone, I couldn't care less.
"Oh, alright," said Nyctos, grinning and taking a sip. "Do you drink the blue flower too? Better slow down if not."
"Oh, no, but my nanobots will take care of it," said Daddy, dismissing Nycto's warning with a wave. "'Sides, the teamaster would never push me past my limit."
"Oh, but that's no fun," said Nyctos, taking another sip. "Why not turn your nanobots off and see what happens?"
"Never on the first date," replied Daddy, as I snuggled into him, hoping for more special pets and rubbies in my no-no zone.
I heard a chuckle from Nyctos - he could have been laughing or flustered, but my eyes were closed as I focused on the good feelings. Daddy had picked up the pace and intensity of his rubs, as he continued talking with Nyctos about nothing much as far as I could tell. I completely relaxed as that familiar warm and fuzzy feeling once again washed over my body, and pooled in my diaper area. Did all the creatures on this planet have magic hands? Did I even care if I was totally soaking myself without even trying?
"Ohh, I think they're so cute. I don't know what I ever did without a pet," said Nyctos.
"Nor do I," said Daddy. I opened one of my eyes slightly to see Princess smiling and sprawled out, belly completely exposed, which was quite the sign of trust for earth cats. I wondered if his species was the same.
"What do you say we give them another little race, hmm? I feel like mine had an unfair advantage before. So maybe something your pet is good at, like..."
"Making stickies in her diapers?" asked Nyctos. Princess's ears perked up at that.
"Yes," laughed Daddy, "Why not?"
I could see that he was sloshing the tea a bit as he drank, though he did have to tip it back pretty far at this point. Was he really almost finished with his cup?
"I warn you, though, Spot loves to cream his pamps. He's made for them."
"We shall see," said Nyctos, with a devilish grin. I tried to sit up and say something, but the moment Daddy tweaked my peepee, I was a helpless puddle in his arms. For the next few minutes, the air was simply filled with the sound of moans and crinkles, and the soft encouragement of two Daddies as Princess and I both lay there being rubbed in our Daddy's laps.
"The first pet to cum gets to cum, and the second place gets to pout," laughed Daddy, and Nyctos smiled and nodded.
"Sounds good to me!"
Soon, Princess and I were biting our lips, and tensing up. Evidently, Princess was wearing a one-way cage like mine as well. I'll admit I was a little bit greedy, because I wanted to finish first, despite the exponentially larger number of orgasms I'd surely had in the past few days. I was only frustrated by the fact that I could do nothing to aid in that happening as any thrust on my part would just harden my cock's little jailer.
"Uh oh, Princess! You'd better hurry up, you may have to wait a whole nother three months to get off!" said Nyctos, looking down at his purring pet.
"Go on, Spot. Show her how a big boy does it!"
A big boy in a diaper. The irony of that statement was not lost on me but I simply did not care as I was so focused on reaching that coveted diapergasm that I loved so much. That hot... crinkly-white...
"Diaahhhhhh... I love my diapersss!" I blurted out, my voice coming out husky and shuddering as I blew my load right into my padding.
"That's my boy!" said Daddy, rubbing my belly and only increasing my pleasure as I basked in the afterglow.
"Aww, too bad, Princess, lost again!" said Nyctos, pushing out his lower lip, before kissing the frustrated Princess on the forehead.
"Oh don't worry, you didn't wager that much," said Daddy, slapping Nyctos's knee.
"It was a long shot, I knew," said Nyctos, shaking his head and smiling as he handed over a few slips of some black rectangular stuff I couldn't identify.
They pounded their energizing cups of black obsidian, and the otters immediately switched out the drinks for Daddy's favorite 'smoky tea', which Nyctos didn't drink often.
"I suppose you have the better of me this round," Nyctos said, with a chuckle.
I was finally beginning to recover enough from my horny daze to blush about my embarrassing orgasm-fueled outburst when I caught sight of Nyctos reaching for Princess's bottle of milk. It looked like she was trying to protest but got no word out before her mouth was invaded by a nipple. Moments later, I was met by the same fate. The two of us looked at each other, clearly embarrassed, but soon I saw Princess's look creep towards one of pure bliss. Moments later, I became aware of just how sweet the milk was, and the warm feeling spreading through my tummy. I began to feel happy and warm all over as the nourishing liquid filled my body, feeling more substantial than anything I had eaten since I left earth, save for those 'chicken' skewers.
"Well, these two are like two peas in a pod, aren't they?" asked Daddy.
"Like they belong together," said Nyctos, with a wink.
I didn't have to look down or pay attention to the back of my diaper to know that Daddy was getting turned on as we continued our little 'playdate'. I could smell it. I already recognized Daddy's scent being around him over the past several days. There were other scents in the air that I didn't recognize, though I could guess from the general overtones that Daddy wasn't the only one turned on. I looked up at Daddy's much happier and softer smile, and wondered if he had made a mistake in drinking that blue flower drink. Perhaps all the better if I hoped to talk more to Nyctos at some point.
At the moment, though, I had to concentrate on gulping down all the milk Daddy was feeding me. It was a large bottle fit for large babies, and I found myself wetting no less than three times before I neared the bottom of it. When it was finally pulled from my mouth, my diaper was looking mighty soggy, and Princess's was too.
"Why don't we set them in the playpen," asked Daddy, snapping his fingers and causing a portable playpen to appear off to the side. Soon Princess and I found our squishy butts on the mat of the enclosure, walls too high for either of us to climb in our infantile attire - slippery mitts for Princess and booties for me, not to mention diapers so thick we could do little more than kick out our legs, and certainly couldn't stand.
"But Daddy, I'm wet, I need a-" Daddy gave me a warning look and said, "Daddy decides when and where you get a change, little one. Do you want your pacifier now?"
I quickly shut my mouth and shook my hand, and Daddy nodded, satisfied and linked his arm with Nyctos to go back to the couch and sit down with him once more.
"No use trying to argue about it," murmured Princess, nodding their way.
"Y-you can speak?" I asked, surprised to hear anything but mews and whimpers coming from the cat.