Published: March 5th 2022, 11:28:55 pm
Note: This will be the last update of ADP for a little while. Up next, I'll start catching up on some other stories in the daily free-writes. Vote in the all-access poll if you haven't already!
CW: Adult naughty sex toy stuff in this chapter
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 Pt. 28 Pt. 29
A particularly loud laugh startled Princess and me from our little covert conversation in the playpen and we looked over.
"What could they be talking about?" I whispered.
"Who knows. Business, probably." Princess turned her shining green eyes toward the briefly, and then shrugged, going back to her toy bricks.
"Business?" I had been wondering how these creatures made so much money.
"You know... territory, shipping routes, trading rights... pets..."'
My eyes went wide with surprise and I listened to what they were talking about. "Are you sure? All I've heard them talk about is drinks, and the weather and stuff."
"Then you are not versed in the esoteric speech patterns of diplomats, spies, and heads of state," Princess said, cracking a smile.
"Oh, yes... you're a... were a prince," I said, correcting myself. That would be handy for understanding such things.
"Yes, on my planet at least. And what were you on yours?"
"I couldn't say I was much." I looked down, somewhat ashamed. "Daddy just saw me and thought I was cute. Wrong place, wrong time, I guess."
Princess leaned in, lowering her voice even more and spoke. "No. There's no wrong anything when it comes to the bigs, I've learned that much. Your daddy knew exactly who he wanted. It couldn't have been anyone else."
I felt a little comforted by those words. Then I wondered something else. "So do you really still enjoy being kept as your daddy's baby girl?"
Princess blushed, her ears folding back again. "Yeah... part of me does. It's still pretty humiliating though, especially considering who I used to be..."
I shook my head, looking down at my blocks. I stayed silent a few more seconds, then finally asked the question I really wanted to ask. "Does it get better?"
Princess was quiet. When she finally did speak, I could tell she was choosing her words carefully.
"It's... hard at first. I know. But... yes, it does. Even if it's still pretty humiliating."
"And how long does that take?"
"Oh," said Princess, "I don't know. It started to feel normal pretty quickly. Then essential. After the first fifty years, it got hard to remember how to do most things on my own..."
"Fifty years?" I asked, hardly believing my ears. I hesitated to ask, "H-how long have you been a pet?"
"One hundred years?!" I covered my mouth, and looked over to see if Daddy and Nyctos noticed my outburst. They were looking at us and pointing. "Do your species normally live that long?" I whispered, once I saw that there were no stern glances being thrown our way.
"No. Fifty years is our natural limit. I haven't aged one bit since Nyctos took me."
I couldn't believe it. Daddy really could just keep me here like this indefinitely. I stared off into the distance as I imagined it. The years stretching out ahead of me, knowing that I was trapped in diapers indefinitely, fated to be changed into more padding day in and day out for as long as I lived... I could already feel my cage jumping in my soggy padding. Princess reached out and patted my shoulder. The tables had turned and now she was comforting me.
"My advice to you is forget about your old life as quickly as you can. And don't take any deals with bigs. By the way, you're leaking."
I nodded. Princess was right. It seemed like everyone I asked was giving me the same advice. I still felt like I should do more than just lie down for Daddy, however. That's when I looked up and saw our daddies standing over the playpen.
"Uh oh! Looks like the little one needs a change!" said Daddy, picking me up under the arms while the service otters rapidly set up the portable changing tables. "Now lie down for Daddy!"
I blushed as Daddy carried me over to get changed. It seemed that lying down was exactly what I was going to do. I felt my butt come down on the soft padded table, and Daddy laid me back, before unsnapping the buttons between my legs with ease. I blushed as he moved on to the onesie, knowing what was so easy for him was impossible for me thanks to the locking features in all my garments. I waved my booties helplessly in the air as Daddy reached for the tape. When I turned my head away, I found myself staring into my counterpart Princess's eyes. We were both blushing. But then I caught Nyctos giving a mischievous grin, only to look up and see the same look on Daddy's face. I got a nervous feeling in my tummy when they left us lying there on our open diapers and began to unroll condoms onto our pee-pees. They held out their hands, and moments later, service otters handed them their special 'pet testing devices'.
"Time to test our pets' health!" said Daddy.
"Oh, this will be so much fun," said Nyctos. "I've been waiting to give her her first test. Let's make sure our pets are nice and healthy!"
In Daddy's hand he held a big bright green dildo with a readout. I recalled these devices from the market, and the embarrassing public demonstration Daddy put on. It looked like Nyctos had changed the color to match his own red hue, and Princess whimpered loudly when she saw it, covering her face with her paws.
"Oh, that won't do," said Nyctos. "Let's keep those pawsies where they belong!"
Daddy smiled as Nyctos began to secure Princess's arms to the sides of the table, then he looked down at me. Soon both Princess and I were helpless to use our hands as our Daddies soothed us and rubbed our bellies, tickling our holes with the tips of the impossibly large dildos. I could already feel my back hole tingling with the special additives in the lube, whatever they were. I braced myself, but the pressure wasn't coming. Daddy just teased my hole endlessly, turning me on more and more as the pleasure of the feeling built until I found myself grinding my butt on the tip of it. Princess was experiencing the same frustration. What were they waiting for? I looked at Daddy with pleading eyes, and I immediately realized what they wanted. They wanted us to beg for it.
No. I wouldn't do it. I gritted my teeth and shook my head. Princess was similarly silent. But the more time that passed with the big toy teasing my hole, the more intense my desire to have it inside me to alleviate that itch that was rising within. Finally, I gave in.
"Put it in me, Daddy! Please!!!" I cried, scrunching my eyes shut and balling my fists.
"Alright, sweetie. You got it!" I opened my eyes just in time to see Daddy smiling wide and bearing down with the green monster. Just in time to watch that green behemoth sink between my cheeks, causing eye-crossing pleasure as it filled my hole. It sank in easily, rolling over my prostate like a studded steam roller, and forcing several spurts of clear seminal fluid into my condom before sinking all the way in. I felt like the device would split me wide open, but it didn't. Then it started vibrating, and the fun really started. I could hear that Princess was getting the same treatment, though I kept my eyes averted out of respect.
"I think we'd better gag our little pets," said Daddy, calling out over our loud moans. "They seem to be very vocal today!"
And that's how we found ourselves paci gagged and tied down to our changing tables on open wet diapers while our Daddies pounded our butts and read out the results with enthusiastic glee.
"Body temperature normal," said Daddy. "Heart rate seems a bit up, though!"
"Oh, oh! Mine says that my pet's prostate needs more exercise since it has shrunk along with her pee-pee."
We were just two pets and our owners were talking over us as if they were just giving our fur a routine blush. I tensed my butt around the toy, tightening my tunnel as it slid in and out, providing continuous stimulation to all of my pleasure points, and causing my dick to leak precum like a fountain. The intense pleasure was already building up past where I would normally orgasm. This was the frustrating part, and I wondered if I'd empty my balls completely from the massage before ever getting to the point of climax. I flopped the back of my head against the table in frustration as the pleasure built past what was comfortable toward a complete need to release, and still kept building. I couldn't take it! Why wasn't I cumming?"
"Oh, yes. Spot's pleasure level is off the charts! And it learns and gets better at getting him there every time I use it!"
The combined musk of two horny pets and their horny owners filled the room as Master and Nyctos's cocks began to slide out of their sheaths. It seemed there were dicks everywhere. I didn't know where to look!
"Alright, little one," said Daddy, with a smile. "Cum for Daddy!"
Suddenly, as if induced by his words, I felt the rush of pleasure surge in my loins moments before my body spasmed and unloaded my semen into the waiting condom, easily filling the reservoir tip and more.
"Arrrrghhh!" I yelled into my paci, my voice coming out as a muffled "Mmmph!" as the teat and shield blocked the noise. Poor princess never got such permission, and was left whiny and frustrated as her Daddy withdrew the toy.
"Looks like I collected enough of a sample from the massage alone," said Nyctos.
"And I got more than enough here," said Daddy, unrolling my condom and holding the full receptacle up like a prize. He handed the gun and the condom off to the otter attendants and then grabbed a fresh diaper for me.
"See," said Daddy as the scent of baby lotion filled my nose, "these humans make great pets. It's much better for them to be cared for than to leave them to their own devices."
"Yes, I daresay you're saving them from themselves," said Nyctos.
I suddenly came out of my post orgasm haze when I realized what Daddy and Nyctos were talking about. I looked up to Daddy and shook my head emphatically.
"Aww, you don't get a say in this, sweetie," said Daddy, pressing my paci button. "But don't worry, you will still be special and unique. You're my number one pet, and that's not going to change."
I grunted in frustration. Is that really what Daddy thought I was worried about? I had to do something to stop this before it was too late.