What Joey Needs
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“...so for free you had girls and guys touching your dick? I don’t see the downside?” said Rick while wearing a rather large hoodie and also a rather baggy set of sweats that doesn’t hide the mistakable sag of his “undergarments”. He did also seem to enjoy the sight of Stan in his pokemon onesie with a similarly themed pacifier and diaper, safely guarded from sight in his adult-sized onesie though his diaper was certainly a deeper shade of yellow a few hours ago. Joey was more “serious” in his look because of his green and blue camo-themed diapers alongside his red and black sweater, no pants at all. His diaper had been jingling and jangling the whole day with people giving light slaps on it.
He seemed like the only one who properly processed what their lives have become.
“I don’t know man, it is still pretty weird to get people asking to literally grope you…like I agree with you. Even weirder when it’s because of some magic fetishist making literally everybody do that but…I also think it’s weirder to say yes to them?” said Joey to the now blushing Stan.
It was a warm day and even though he literally couldn’t take off his diaper without someone else helping him due to “reasons” there wasn’t actually much that could get him to willingly pee himself instead it was usually being flooded by his sweat instead of anything from his dick.
Unwittingly he had grabbed his sweaty diaper through his onesie multiple times to reposition his junk which caused onlookers to give him dirty smirks and his companions just wondered if he had gotten lost in it all.
“What else am I supposed to do? I went from a nice guy-” Rick chuckled at that which threw off Stan for a moment as he gazed blankly then quickly continued “-AND now suddenly I’m the college’s personal dog. I had a guy unironically ask me if I wanted a sort of leather dog mask when really I just want to cu-nevermind,” Stan ranted with a huffy look in his cheeks. Wasn’t it fair to him to be a bit mad though? They had all talked earlier trying to theorize their way out of their current lives as cutie patooties who make “potties” and “cummies” instead of shits and jizzes, the second part got Stan mocked and mocked harder when he explained that’s how a book explained sex to him…the sex guru and core degenerate. Stan was honestly the least sexually informed and more sexually driven person that either Rick or Joey had seen. He was a male bimbo in a way that himbos couldn’t compare.
Lorenzo, their daddy in chief, seemed to enjoy watching them brainstorming about this earlier as he was another one of Rafael’s workers/caretakers but unlike Rick he seemed distant as well as not also ultimately in a diaper and would ignore their questions unrelated to something like being “one of his boys”, wanting companionship, whether platonic or not, or “needing a diaper and outfit change”. They ignored him as a topic like the plague, most likely due to him grabbing Joey to “help” him with his constipation via tummy rubs as well as just a wee bit of milk of magnesia. They were pretty sure that what Lorenzo had been feeding them, mostly Joey, was just a way to keep them using their diapers in all sorts of ways which either way would ultimately happen. There’s only so long one can be trapped in a diaper and not decide to use their portable walking toilet.
“Look my take on it,” said Rick, who caused the swerving the other boys’ heads, both types and both with a bit of a jiggle to each of their diapers. “We just play ball till the Rafael guy gets bored and things go back to normal,” he said while raising his breath to cancel both of the other boys’ rebuttals. “I don’t think this is some magic lesson, and if it was, does us being the university’s pampered sex gods really sound the best way to go about it? Does being forced to shit in a diaper and cum in some guy’s lap really sound like a kumbaya moment for us?” he finished.
“I get what you mean but…am I’m just supposed to wear an onesie with a butt flap that constantly gets opened by my profs and fellow fucking students every day?” Stan said.
As if to mock him a group of jock guys flocked towards him personally, he was after all also the star of the Esports team which was oddly popular on campus and now even more so with their own personal diapered mascot, little Stan who even has his own personally embroidered jean jacket and jean onesie which he refused to wear.
“Wow, what a big guy,” said one the players as he gripped the backside of Stan’s onesie which Stan quickly realized wasn’t actually directed towards him. He could feel the mess smear and tears streamed down his eyes.
“Let Uncle Patrick check your diapee, little guy,” said the president of the soccer team as he unbuttoned Stan’s onesie then squeezed hard enough that the diaper almost could have burst if it was such high quality and literal magic. Stan’s tears stopped as Patrick gave him a kiss and hug which unfortunately allowed Stan to relax just enough that a slow unstable stream of pee came out of him. Stan almost enjoyed the embarrassing act if it wasn’t for what it actually entailed/
There were only three other guys, and each got their own check in as well as each saying something like “Damn he’s probably been stewing that for a while,” and "Want to play rock paper scissors for who changes him?” Forcing him into one of their thicker-thighed players’ lap, forcing his diaper to make contact with the rock hard cock of a soccer player whose muscles were as if not more hard, and all softly telling him it was okay to make more “potty”. Joey looked confused yet interested while Rick couldn’t help but laugh.
Stan completely let go and the contacts of his breakfast which included a breakfast sandwich plus a bottle of milk with enough supplements, real and some less so, to make an old man on his deathbed spew like a geyser from all holes. “Good boy,” whispered the player holding Stan as the gurgling in his stomach resided and all that was left was one tired good boy.
“Hey buddy it’s mean to laugh at your friend even if he’s more little than you!” lectured one of the soccer players as they pointed at Rick and eventually grabbed him by the arms.
Another soccer player said and smirked “bad boys deserve their own bad punishment, no?” which caused Rick to whimper “no” as he got the astronaut themed training undies he wore around his sun and moon-themed diaper wedgied. It was more so like this player was looking for any excuse to feed his wedgie desire. The soccer player wedging him had done it so hard that Rick could somehow feel the underwear almost cutting through his diaper and the pressure on his balls were heavenly but also quite painful. His prostate swelled but there would be no release but for the player there was a visible wet spot on his shorts.
Once Stan was fully done pottying he was left tomato-faced and also on a towel as the soccer players expertly maneuvered his cock into a new diaper. They had acquired all these supplies from the boys’ backpacks, expertly packed by Lorenzo just for situations like these.
The soccer team dumped the dirty diaper into a trash can after and then made their way to the other boy.
“I-I-I’m fine. I don’t need a change…I can use the toilet?” said Joey as his dick became something almost capable of cutting through his diaper.
“Yeah sure.” scoffed one of the soccer players which caused Joey to fall to the ground as he spurted hard and thick ropes into his diaper which happily absorbed it. He had become the super masochist that Stan wished he could have been but Stan didn’t realize that all of this was like Joey’s fantasies times ten then dipped in chocolate and bacon grease.
In seconds, Joey was stripped naked with a sweaty towel beneath him, pacifier in his mouth, dick in the hands of a soccer player, and balls in the hands of another soccer player. They forced him to cum a supernatural amount of semen which may have been because of the supplements/milk that Lorenzo fed them or the literal magic in it. Rick was left untouched or more specifically his diaper was left untouched due to the “bad boy cage” around his dick which honestly did little but cage a quite beautiful and big dick. The cage vibrated uncontrollably as a player said “I told your daddy you’ve been a bad boy. Next time I tell him not to let you cum till Christmas or maybe I’ll make you my own personal little guy for a month, hmm?”.
The players did say behind Rick’s back that “he had such a big dick” and “fuck I wish I were him…”. Even soccer players can appreciate a bat.
Each boy was picked up by a soccer player, though it took some effort and coercing via threat of Lorenzo’s inventive punishments for them to waddle willingly to a car owned by one the players. Each boy aside from Rick was on top of a player’s lap, all aside from Rick were being edged to their delight and horror in the public view of the rest of the commuters driving home. Rick was in an adult car seat with an array of toys built in, his prostate still didn’t get the release it needed.
One player said to Stan, “I wish I was brave enough like you guys to be dressed like that. Having girls and guys touch you like that sounds so fucking hot.”
Stan blinked at them and just shut his eyes as they continued to rub the front of his diaper back and forth. Though he really went mad when they caressed his hair.
Before long they were in the driveway of Lorenzo’s house/their house…which was news to them when they woke up three days ago and each decided to sleep in their dorms which now wasn’t their dorms but instead of their rooms they stumbled onto the rooms of fellow pampered boys who were more casual about being college’s local diaper slaves.
So Lorenzo’s home is now their home.
Lorenzo escorted his personal diaper slaves into the living room where they had an honest and fun talk about their days and even the encounter with the soccer players who left their numbers as potential sitters till Rick asked “so why are you doing this?”
Lorenzo smiled and said, “...Champ…. you wanted this.”
Rick looked at him with a series of scrunched looks and winks which looked much worse as he was lying on the floor with his diaper exposed alongside his other diapered friends. A diapered mad man is much worse than a non-diaper one. Rick’s new diaper was a cartoon werewolf tearing off its shirt as it transformed when wet a bunch of dogs would appear on the front of his diaper.
“Prove. It.” said Rick as Lorenzo walked over to the old tv in the room and tossed the controller on top of it to Rick. A button on the controller read “proof of diapered desires.”
Rick clicked the button.
The first up on the screen was Joey with a stylized graphic of his name made of balloon animals. Hundreds of erp messages and thousands of google searches flooded the screen which caused Joey to flood his diaper in embarrassment. Stan and Joey held hands as Stan comforted him to both boy’s delight.
Next up was Rick who in an orange prison jumpsuit with a pronounced diaper bulging out was repeatedly asked what his deepest darkest fantasy was and it was simply “being an older brother but also having a daddy, now can you please get me out of this cock cage or how about you just jerk me off with the table? Wait-don’t actu-”.
Stan literally had just white text on a black screen saying “Rafael, the game master and master of ceremonies, here…Stan’s aptitude for literally any fetish or kink is so high. I’ve had calculations done and as long as he kind of vibes with the people he’d be fine getting his dick locked up for months or being diapered for years as long as everyone around him is happy and fine with it. There’s literally like no need for any magic journey, he’s kind of just like the bay leaf of this here show. He’s good peoples, real good peoples.”
The video ended with Rafael in his purple diaper and harness, though this time his diaper had a spiral as he humped the floor with his diaper. There wasn’t any actual hypnotic quality for anybody but Joey, which may or may not have been just the effect of seeing a hot man in a diaper, who seemed to hump his diaper in rhythm with Rafael which Stan decided Joey needed a break from and placed him on his lap. Stan was passed a bottle of milk from Lorenzo. “No lunch till you all drink one, I can’t have you being the campus diaper whores and be cum drained”, a sentence which absolutely mortified Stan till he realized the whole world thought he belonged in a diaper and he also really really liked this. He jammed the bottle into Joey’s mouth as he slurped down his, Rick watched in horror. Stan enjoyed watching Joey struggle way too much.
Rick was stumped as he laid flat on the ground because there was a part of him that wanted to call bullshit on this whole thing because he didn’t want to view himself like this or reconcile with the fact that he had been like this for three days now. He knew though that if he had to choose even between the most little boyish underwear or basic boxer briefs that he’d probably choose the former. Hell, he didn’t even hate Lorenzo.
After the video and existential crisis, Rick finally accepted his bottle, the other two boys went to play some pokemon game as Rick got help writing a paper from Lorenzo. Lorenzo mostly helped keep him on track and fed him bottle after bottle eventually switching to glasses of water. Lorenzo worked on his own laptop as Rick sucked on a paci waiting for the thoughts to flow in on which direction he should take his paper towards. A small key sat waiting next to Rick as he finished up his paper, it was a diaper-shaped one. Rick grabbed it and it vanished from his hand which caused him to lift his head towards a caring smile. The cage suddenly disappeared and Rick grabbed the granite countertop as wave after wave of spurts of precum and cum released. Lorenzo grabbed the boy and coaxed onto the couch. Before the cumming stopped came Lorenzo asking “How about I give you something bigger to play with before these ends?” and Rick obviously agreed. Lorenzo’s fingers tore a hole open, and he stuck his dick deep into Rick who was bouncing on his lap for mercy.
An hour goes by then three as Rick completely fills his diaper with cum and Lorenzo fills with Rick his cum. There was no foreplay or even anything more than primal grunts as the magic that Rafael had woven kept them in perpetual orgasm until bam it was done.
A squeeze of Rick’s diaper would have produced enough semen to fill a cup and Lorenzo held him close as he fed the boy another bottle as he drifted to sleep, in a week they’d all be soon to the “deadline” and Lorenzo wanted to have lots of fun before then.
For now though, Lorenzo would test a few theories about the relationship that boys upstairs have or at least will get to test his skills.
[It’s LunarStaircase here just trying to promote my ko-fi or for a more alternative take on things you can buy me something off my wishlist. Like building your own little lol. If you’d like to suggest something to add to the wishlist or just generally suggest some piece of gear, I’d like then I’d be happy to know about it. On the list itself I have supplements to make me cum harder, diapers because I know my audience ;), cute underwear both adult-y and little-y, enough sex toys to at least say I’d have a collection and a few other things to make me purdy. If you guys want I could even make a diary/journal about my journey with a bit of flair to keep your hearts and things fueled by your hearts happy ;}.]