Published: March 24th 2022, 5:49:35 pm
Pt. 1 Pt. 2 Pt. 3 Pt. 4 Pt. 5
Jax and his two Daddies, Darrell and Uncle Andy, were walking through the store on another diaper run when the Pawsome Squad theme song came on.
“Pawsome Squad Pawsome Squad, Coming hard and fast!
Pawsome Squad, Pawsome Squad, Pawing is a blast!”
Immediately, several people around them dropped everything they were doing to start rubbing the front of their pants, the telltale sound of crinkles announcing the presence of big thick pawsome squad diapers.
"Nnnngh!! Can't stop.... pawing!!!" panted one man, turning beet red.
"Ohhh... P-p-pawing is a BLAST!" cried a woman, who began humping her shopping cart.
"Unh! G-g-gotta paw, Daddy!" cried Jax, who tried and failed to do so with his Daddies each holding one of his hands as he waddled toward the diaper aisle.
"No time for that," said Darrell, checking his watch. "We gotta go meet your parents for dinner soon and you know how they don't like us to be late.
"Uncle Andy?" whined Jax, looking over to his Daddy's fuck buddy, who had taken Jax's place ever since he turned into an overgrown cartoon-watching toddler.
"No can do, kiddo. You heard your Daddy. Later."
The man who had started pawing first, let out a loud moan as he came into his diapers, then, coming to his senses, he covered his face and ran off.
"Shoulda worn a chastity device," said Darrell, tut tutting and shaking his head. "We didn't make that mistake with you, did we, buddy?"
Jax could get no relief, though even if he was allowed to rub his diapers, his bright blue Dash-themed chastity cage would ensure he was pent up and horny for his baby treatment, since his desire to watch cartoons and other childish instincts disappeared for a little while when he came.
"Go ahead, buddy," said Uncle Andy, when they entered the diaper aisles. "Pick your favorite!"
The Area for the store allotted to diapers had grown considerably since Pawsome Squad had begun partnering with C.A.B.S. to make more 'educational' programming. In this aisle were shelves and shelves of Pawsome Squad themed diapers, all sized for adults. The next row had Muppet Avenue, and the next Blarney, and so on and so forth.
Jax barely had to look to choose his favorite. He pointed to the blue Dash diapers.
"You always picked that one," said Uncle Andy, grinning and ruffling Jax's hair.
"Ooh, would you look at that? Two for one! Let's get a few different types then," said Darrell, patting Jax's crinkly butt. "And some puppy stuffers too!"
On their way to the register, the Paw Patrol theme song came back on. The man who had run off could be heard yelling, "Oh no! Not again!"
“Pawsome Squad Pawsome Squad, Coming hard and fast!
Pawsome Squad, Pawsome Squad, Pawing is a blast!”
Darrell and Andy chuckled at all the adults in the store trying to resist the urge to paw with all their might and inevitably failing and rubbing frantically to squirt into their diapers.
"Gosh, I guess there are a lot of Pawsome fans in this store, huh?" asked Darrell. The truth was, this reaction was becoming more and more common as the days wend on.
"Excuse me, sir," said a man standing at a booth near the entrance to the diaper area. "I can see you have a big little guy with you today. Would you like to be part of our Beta program?"
"What's that?" asked Darrell.
"We're testing out our new A.I. robot units. The Personal Automated Lifestyle Assistants. They make your life so much easier, especially when caring for a little one.
Andy leaned in to tell Darrell, "Yeah, I've heard of these. They're supposed to be pretty amazing. They've been talking about them on the Cartoon Channel."
"Alright, I guess. Sign us up! So do we pay you or do you pay us?" Darrell asked, half-joking. The man in the bowtie smiled.
"It's free of charge, and you get a free unlimited supply of diapers as long as you're in the trial. In fact if you sign up now, I can give you a card that will comp you for all those diapers in your cart.
"Really?" asked Darrell, looking much more interested. "Sounds good to me, but I think that means we'd better take another look at the diaper aisles. I saw some fun ones we never tried before!"
*****
"You're late," said Jax's dad when he answered the door for the three men.
"Sorry about that," said Darrell. "We got a deal of free diapers and couldn't pass it up." He nodded back toward the car which was overflowing with diapers, and then held up the handle of the pack he was carrying. Jax's dad took it, while Jax had the sense to look embarrassed and rub his diaper for comfort.
"Well, that's understandable, I guess," said Jax's dad, stepping back and letting the three men in.
Jax shuffled in with his two caretakers. He still wasn't used to being babied around his parents, but that discomfort wasn't enough to deter him from his childish ways. As soon as he saw Pawsome squad on the TV he made a beeline for the carpet.
"Oh no you don't," said Darrell, grabbing hold of Jax's hand before he could get that far. "You know the rule..."
Jax blushed as Darrell pulled down his elastic-waisted jeans. He knew better than to fight it by now, but he still got fussy when he was left standing there in just his diaper in front of his own dad.
"Okayyyy, can I go now?" asked Jax.
"Not yet, bud. Let me check you real quick... hmm... okay you're good for now."
Jax blushed again as Daddy checked his diaper, running his hands along the padding behind his thighs, then moving his hand forward between his legs and toward his bulge. Jax was already getting hard when Daddy gave him a couple pats and sent him off. He didn't dare look at his father, who was smirking and shaking his head.
"I left the TV on for the kid," said his dad, A.K.A. Grandpa. "I know how much he loves his toons. Why don't we go sit with Grandma in the kitchen and chat."
The three adults left Jax staring at the screen, knowing full well that sooner or later he'd be trying in vain to paw to Pawsome Squad. By him, an unopened pack of extra absorbent Dash-themed diapers sat. Diapers which he would soon be changed into by one of the adults in the house, though who was anyone's guess.
*****
When the three of them got home, Uncle Andy said goodbye.
"I'll see you later, boys. Love you both!"
Not five minutes after he left there was a knock at the door.
"Gee, I wonder if Andy forgot something, said Darrell. Instead, Darrell found a young man in a snappy powder blue uniform with a cap.
"Special delivery. Sign here please!"
Darrell looked the man up and down. He was wearing what looked like a romper with snaps along the inner thighs and crotch. Not only that, there was the same telltale puffiness around the waist and crotch that Jax always had when he wore clothes. Then he looked over and saw the package.
"Oh! Is the P.A.L. here already?"
"That's right, sir! Please sign the release and you can get set up."
"Thanks!" said Darrell, signing right away. "By the way, can I offer you a drink and a change?"
"Sure!" said the man, his face lighting up. "You're the first person that's offered! I could really use both."
Darrell noticed that the man's snaps were all locked, but luckily they used the same magnetic locking system as Jax's own clothes and he was able to change the young man without a problem.
"I hope you don't mind your apple juice in a sippy cup," said Darrel, handing the man a drink. He had called Jax in to be polite and say high, and Jax was blushing shyly and swinging his legs as he sat in his high chair.
"So, tell me. How are these P.A.L. units doing? Have you seen one in action?"
"Sure have!" said the man, happily sipping his drink. "It's amazing. P.A.L. doesn't just change diapers either. It can help with all of the household tasks. Keeping appointments. Making appointments, and helping you stay on a regular sleep schedule with bedtime mode.
"Sounds great! I guess we should take a look, huh?"
"Let's see!"
They took the unit out of its package, and immediately entered the appropriate biometric data.
"Greetings. I am your new P.A.L. It's good to meet you. I see one adult and two little ones. Little Jax is in a high chair. Is it time to execute the feeding protocol?"
"Sure!" said Darrell. He turned to the delivery man. "Let's see what P.A.L. can do."
"Preparing meal," said P.A.L., scanning the cabinets and locating the jars of baby food immediately. In no time, there were several jars of baby food, a plastic handled Pawsome Squad spoon, and a big bottle of formula were sitting on the tray.
"Daddyyyy, not in front of the delivery guy!" said Jax, blushing.
"Open up for the pawsome patroller! Whee-oooo Whee-ooo!"
"Wow," said Darrell, as he watched the robot feed Jax like a pro. "This is really cool! I wonder when they will release these to the public..."
"Won't be long now," said the man, smiling. "I think they're just working out the kinks. How to help reluctant babies accept their new caretakers."
"Well, little ones often don't know what they need," mused Darrell. "Jax sure didn't."
As if to make Darrell's point, Jax began fussing.
"Be a good little one. This food will cover all your nutritional needs and keep you within optimal operating parameters."
"See what I mean?" said the delivery guy. "Not very natural."
"Don't let your pawsome pals down!" said P.A.L.
Jax's eyes widened and he opened his mouth, not wanting to upset Dash and the other members of his favorite puppy hero squad.
"See? P.A.L. is learning already."
Soon, the delivery guy was on the floor getting changed by P.A.L. and Darrell smiled, happy to see how well this new caretaker robot was working for him. He barely had to lift a finger, though a part of him felt he was missing out on something by not personally doing these tasks. He'd think of this over the coming weeks, but at least this day, as he waved goodbye to the delivery guy, he was completely satisfied with the new addition to the household.
Meanwhile, in the C.A.B.S. headquarters, the executives schemed.
"Looks like our units are doing very well," said a nervous looking man with huge round glasses, a bowtie and suspenders. "G-g-great numbers, Doctor S.!"
"Indeed," said the man at the head of the table, steepling his fingers. "Once we finish our talks with the officials, we'll have the green light to go ahead with phase three... soon there will be a P.A.L. in every home. And that’s when you come in,” the man said, turning to his head lobbyist.
“Don’t worry, Doctor, we’ve got congress in our corner; that new bill is in the bag.”
“Excellent.”
The people at the table were all very pleased with themselves. Within the year they knew that society would change for the better, and soon there were going to be a lot more big babies for the Center for Adult Baby Studies to serve.