Don't Knock It 'Till You Try It, Part 4

Dan writhed uncomfortably in the giant playpen, his throbbing hard-on pushing insistently against the plastic-covered soggy padding. He'd been sitting like that for several minutes, and his erection was showing no signs of abating. It was driving him crazy, making him increasingly desperate for release. He'd begun to automatically rub his dick through the diaper with his mittened hands, and the sensation of his sensitive head rubbing against the warm, squishy padding sent ripples of intense pleasure up his spine, intoxicating and enchanting him and forcing him to keep going. He began to speed up, rocking his hips in time with his hands as his hormones took over his brain, driving him to rub harder and faster. The ripples and tingles in his dick grew more intense and more frequent as his orgasm built, and he rubbed even harder, beginning to pant as his climax built. Finally, he let out a sharp yell as he went over the edge, his cock erupting into his soggy diaper, spurting shot after shot of warm cum into the padding. As the spasms subsided, Dan was suddenly overcome by an overwhelming sense of guilt and shame over what he'd done, jacking off in a diaper like a disgusting pervert. But he'd been so horny he just couldn't stop himself. To make matters worse, he felt pressure in his bladder and flooded his padding a second time, the piss soaking into the fluff.

As he sat panting and stewing in his shame, he heard footsteps and looked up to see his captors walking into the room, both of them grinning from ear to ear.

Austin laughed. "Surprise! We also spiked your bottle with Cialis!"

Dan's eyes widened, his cheeks burning bright red, but he was speechless.

"That's right, we did this to you, made you horny enough to jack off in your wet diaper," Rob said. "We could hear the plastic crinkling and you panting over the baby monitor over there, and we knew what was going on. Felt good, didn't it?"

Dan glared at him angrily in reply.

Austin frowned. "Uh-oh, someone's cranky! Maybe he needs to be changed again. Let's see how wet you are." He reached into the playpen and squeezed the humiliated man's crotch, feeling it squish at his touch. "Yep, we have a soaked little boy here! Let's get you changed, baby."

They unlocked the playpen and let him crawl out to the changing table, where they lifted him up and laid him on his back. Once they got his diaper open, they looked into it, pointing and laughing at the still-visible cum he'd deposited into the padding.

Rob started wiping him off. "Yes, sir, all we have to do is keep drugging you, and you'll keep making stickies in your diapers like a good boy. You'll learn to love your diapers, and then you'll have a true fetish just like we do. You're already on your way to becoming a diaper boy just like us!"

"I don't want to be a diaper boy!"

Rob pulled the wet diaper away and replaced it with a dry one. "We know. That's why we're forcing you, and I gotta say, it's a lot of fun for us. You've gotten us so worked up wetting and messing yourself that we've already fucked a few times. Knowing that you've started whacking off in your diapers makes us even hornier. We were fucking while we listened to you rubbing yourself, and we came right after you did. You sent us over the edge. You don't have a choice in this, Danny Boy. We're going to keep pumping chemicals into you to make sure you make full use of your diapers." He pulled the diaper up and taped it shut. "Speaking of which, it's time for another bottle."

"No, please! Please don't make me drink another one! I don't want to keep doing this!" Humiliated and miserable, Dan's voice broke as he spoke, and he started to cry.

"Aww, poor little baby's upset! Here, sweetie, suck on your paci while we get your baba ready."

Austin shoved a large pacifier in his mouth and fastened to Dan's head with a rubber strap, gagging him. Dan tried to pull it back off, but the mittens prevented him from grasping it. The kidnappers didn't give him any more time to explore the gag, ordering him to follow them into the living room. Austin sat on the couch and motioned for Dan to crawl onto his lap while Rob fetched the bottle. He climbed onto the couch and put his head on Austin's lap. The gag was removed, and Dan took his chance to talk them down.

"Wait! Please listen! I'm sorry for the things I said about you! I'm sorry for what I said about ABDLs. I was wrong! I shouldn't have said it. What you wear and do is none of my business, and I should have just left you alone. Please, PLEASE let me go, and I'll delete that video. I'll record another one saying you're okay and people should leave you alone. I was an asshole, a total asshole. Please, give me a chance to make it right."

Austin and Rob stared at him as he spoke and then looked at each other. They seemed to be considering what he'd said, considering letting him go. He held his breath, trying not to get his hopes up but finding he wasn't succeeding, looking from one face to the other expectantly. Finally, the kidnappers turned and looked at him.

Austin put a hand on Dan's head. "You know, Rob and I talked about this when we came up with this plan of ours. We knew you might show some remorse for what you did, and we talked about how you might not really mean it."

"I do! I swear to God, I do! I'll never do anything like that video again, I swear!"

His captors glanced at each other again before Rob spoke up. "I believe you. The problem is that we both agreed we wouldn't drop the plan or change it even if we believed you. If we let you go now, you might have learned something, but you wouldn't be one of us, and we wouldn't have as much control over you. So, no. You're not leaving here until you need diapers and you like them. By then, we'll have a whole archive of pictures and videos to hold over your head. Now, open up and take your baba, or you'll get another spanking."

Dan opened his mouth and let them insert the plastic nipple, silently crying as he began to suck the formula into his mouth and swallow, knowing that every drop brought him closer to becoming a diaper-loving pervert. He finally stopped crying about halfway through the bottle, and once it was empty, he was sat up and burped like a baby. He was then deposited on the floor in front of the TV and given some baby toys to play with while Rob and Austin sat on the couch behind him, keeping an eye on him.

He turned his attention to the screen and started watching Ru Paul's Drag Race, which he'd never seen before. After a little while, he felt the need to pee again and quickly wet his diaper, sighing heavily as he thought that this is what his world looked like now and what he could expect in the future. He began to feel his dick stirring again, but he didn't get hard. As time wore on, he started to feel cramps in his gut, and he knew what was coming next. For some reason, his cock responded to this too, and as the pressure grew, so did his tool. Finally, he couldn't take it anymore and sat up on his knees, his diaper filling with tiny wet farts. As he did so, his hard-on tented the front of his diaper, and he wondered what was wrong with him that what they were doing to him was working so well so quickly.

His accident hadn't escaped notice as Austin said, "Uh-oh, baby's going poo-poo again!" The two of them laughed as he finished emptying his bowels right in front of them, his cock twitching. "That's okay, baby. That's exactly what you're supposed to do. You're being a good boy!"

Dan heard Rob's voice next. "That's right, but we still need to get our little man changed before he gets a diaper rash." He stood up from the couch. "I'll get the supplies, and then we'll get baby boy all clean again."

The humiliated man sat still, carefully making sure he didn't smush the mess any more and dreading what would happen when they opened his diaper and saw his rock-hard cock.