Published: April 2nd 2022, 5:09:02 pm
Frank was actually kind of hard as he thought of what just happened to him. Was he actually enjoying the humiliation? It was almost as if they had studied up on his kinks before he came over. Then it hit him...
"Leandra..." he growled... She must've told Jasmine about his cucky videos...
"No, princess," said Duke. "That's your Mommy's name. We'll call you..."
"Princess TuTu!" said Pierce, giggling, as they marched the embarrassed Frank off toward the play house. On that side of the room was a big chest and a stage, and when they opened the chest, Frank could see it was full of clothes.
"We've gotta change the dirty baby into some nice clean clothes..." said pierce, rummaging through the large chest. "Ah! Here we go! This leotard and tutu oughtta do!"
Frank stared in disbelief at the stretchy pink material and blushed. No way that was going to hide his diaper. In fact...
"Oof! Hey! Watch it!"
Duke was large enough to dress Frank like a toy doll, and didn't mind his complaints one bit.
"Take a look at yourself, princess," chuckled Duke, pushing Frank in front of a full length mirror to the side of the stage once he finished dressing the pretty princess in her leotard and tutu.
"Oh my gods," moaned Frank.
"That's right, kiddo," said Pierce, chuckling. "We may be stuck in diapers for now, but you're stuck in them forever and ever. It's diapers for the rest of your life!"
Frank's cage was practically biting him at this point, and he stifled a moan as his dick twitched and spurted precum into his waiting padding. Not only did the leotard do nothing to hide his diaper, the stretchy material actually accentuated it, making it more obvious than ever that he was a forever baby.
"Oh my gods," said Pierce, "I think the little sissy might actually be on the verge of creaming her pamps!"
"Aww, look at the pretty pamper princes in her tutu!" said Duke, pulling up the diaper through the tutu and giving the thick bulge a pat. Frank whimpered and covered his face. "Gods, Pierce, this one is pretty cute. I might not be able to resist feeding the little darling more stickies and sitting on sissy's face... since she seems to like it so much..."
Frank moaned at that. "N-no! I don't," he said, gulping. "I h-hate it! Honest!"
"Oh yeah?" asked Duke. "That's not what Mama Jasmine said. Let's test that assumption. On your knees, diaper bitch."
Frank soon found himself on his knees, and pierce was rubbing his pamps as he watched Duke stand in front of Frank with a wide stance.
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"I want you to come here and snoof my pampers..."
Frank blushed and looked away. "N-n-no way..."
"Snoof my pamps and I might just tell you how you can make stickies in yours..."
"S-stickies?" asked Frank, who was pretty pent up after spending a whole week in pamper purgatory.
"Of course you'd have to admit to me what a happy pamper princess you are as you snoof..."
"What?!" said Frank, aghast.
"I'm waitinnnnng," said Duke, tapping his foot. "Or maybe you don't want to make stickies in those thick pampers of yours..."
Frank whined and gave his best puppy dog eyes, but duke just smirked. Finally, he walked forward on his knees and stuck his face in Duke's diaper.
"Good princes... Now what do we say?"