super-fagboy

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“please, please big bro…” he pleaded, his hands pressed between his legs.

“if you pee, you lose our bet,” big bro said. “and you know what happens then.”

his mind flashed back to the bottles of water he was forced to drink, the locking of the bathroom door. he pressed his legs together as his overfilled bladder spasmed. his older brother loved to tease and torment him — this was just the latest in a long list of humiliations.

“i’m gonna piss myself,” he said, tears welling in his eyes.

“remember, the bet was if you pee, i’m taking all your underwear and you’ll be in pull-ups all summer long.”

as if he needed a reminder.

“i don’t… know how… much longer… i can…” he groaned, the pressure in his bladder growing and growing. “i can’t…hold it…”

and with that, his bladder muscles gave out. he moaned in embarrassment and relief as he began to pee. a wet spot spread across the front of his underwear as pee dripped through the fingers that had been so tightly pressed between his legs. a wet spot spread across the front of his underwear, the light grey fabric doing little to hide his humiliating predicament.

his older brother laughed with glee. “i can’t believe you actually did it! you pissed yourself. what a loser!”

he wanted to cry but the relief of finally peeing was too great. for a moment, he didn’t even care about the punishment that was coming his way. it was enough just to not have to hold it anymore.

“take those off,” his big bro said. “and let’s pack away the rest of your underwear. you won’t be needing them all summer long, but don’t worry, i’ll keep them safe.”

he peeled off his soaked underwear, as his brother handed him the first of many pull-ups he’d be wearing this summer.

“all day, every day,” his brother said. “i’m sure you’ll get used to them by the end of the summer. who knows, maybe you won’t even need to get your undies back…”

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Suits you...

''The straightjacket really suits you boy, and i don´t say this to every customer, just let me make some adjustments''.

Then, the shop owner put some leather pants on him that let the balls and the cock of the boy completely exposed. Before the boy started to feel uncomfortable with the situation his mouth was completely cover with duct tape.

"MmMmMmMMMPPHHH?!?!?"

''Oh boy you look so hot right now, i know you wanted to try only the straigthjacket but why stop here, I will bring you home to make you try more toys.''

The boy started to panic but even in that situation he couldn't avoid getting a boner.

''Mmm it looks like the plan of coming home with me turns you on. ¿Do you like this, boy?¿Do you like to feel completely helpless? Well, it´s your lucky day fag, I was looking for a slave and it seems I already found it.''

"MmMphhhh!!!!!"

'' I know, I know, this is really exciting slave, today you start your life as a slave, you will be keep 24/7 in rubber or leather and secured most of the time with the straightjacket, you will wear a chastity device except in the edging sessions that you will love...''

"MMMMMMPPHHH?!?!?"

The dom slapped his slave´s balls and continue explaining.

''Shhhhh slave, don´t worry you will learn to cum from anal stimulation, because in this relationship my cock will be the only that matters, your duty will be obey and worship me. Also, I want you to become my slave-urinal, you will get used to the flavor slave, and I have and urinal gag that will help you to don´t waste any drop.''

The boy could´t believe the situation , he just enter the shop to try some leather clothes and now he is going to be a slave for a completely stranger. And he also couldn´t understand why his boner was getting bigger, ¿Do he really wanted this?

''And at last but not least, when I had to return to the shop you will be put in storage in sensatory deprivation, sounds good isn´t it?''

When the shop owner ended the explanation of the slave´s schedule, he put the boy a rubber hood with only nostril holes and put him in the back room until the shop would close. After that, he would bring his new toy home in the van where he could train his new adquisition to be and obedient slave.

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Hush now. You’re mine. I’m gonna make you love me. This hood and collar stay on until you accept your fate.

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Gungey bathtub

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Sometime there is not more unescapable than tape….

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Everything is so much bigger when you’re a baby, especially diapers and bottles!

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What's worse than wetting diapers for a cruel algorithm? Wetting diapers for two cruel algorithms!

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“Bet you like piss too, don’t you?” Will grunted, as he stepped towards me with the wet diaper moving towards my face. 

“W-wait,” I gulped. Sure, I’d long associated the smell of wet diapers with being horny but I’d never been pushed like this with another guy’s diapers.

“Be quiet,” he barked, “and get on your knees. These tapes have to go back on before it warns me.”

One of his hands grasped my shoulder, and in my submissive state, unable to make a decision I simply kneeled for him as he draped the wet diaper over the top of my head, and then quickly found a way to pull and fasten the tapes around my face, resealing the diaper. It felt warm, obviously damp, and stunk of another man’s urine. I was straining inside my own diaper. 

I felt Will step away, with silence for a brief moment before he laughed out loud, darkly, and explained that the app was happy that this diaper was being worn. My heart started to beat faster. If the app was satisfied with it where it was, it was allowing Will to take a break, for as long as he wanted. I didn’t want to be stuck with my face tightly pressed against a hot, wet diaper for long, but I wondered if I had the nerve to fight back.

“Fucking diaper boys,” Will then growled, as he held one hand firmly on top of my head, holding it in place with a crinkle. I felt something push its way inside, between my hair and the diaper, and realised quickly it was his cock as he stood still and I felt splashes of piss spill onto my scalp and trickle down my forehead. 

I whimpered, involuntarily, and his hands kept me firmly in place as he voided his bladder. 

“Shhhhh… sit still, diaper boy,” he soothed me. “We can change you after this.”

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1. How often should you be diapered?

2. Do you want your underwear cut up?

3. Do people in diapers get to decide when they

cum?

4. Should anyone in diapers be looked at in a sexual

manner?

5. Should you be allowed to use the toilet?

6. How long should you wear your diapers?

6. Do you drool on yourself?

7. Do you rub your diaper when no one is looking?

8. Do you like to waddle in your diapers?

9. Do you want everyone to know you wear diapers?

10. Is potty training too hard for you, stupid?

11. Should you be allowed on the furniturer

12. Do you like being a smelly baby?

13. Does your house smell like piss?

14. Do you prefer dry diapers or full diapers?

15. Do you like to wear plastic panties?

16. Do you need your diaper checked?

17. Do you make humpies in your diaper?

18. Do you like messy diapers?

19. How thick do you like your diapers?

20. Are you diapered right now?

21. Who should be allowed to check your diaper?

22. When's the last time you leaked?

23. Should you be allowed to change your diaper

whenever you want?

24. Do you like to bounce on your diapered bottom?

25. Do you like diapers more than sex?

26. Did you make pushies today?

27. Why do you wear diapers?

28. Do you want to be a bedwetter?

29. Do you use a bottle?

30. What embarrassing things do you like to be

31. Do you enjoy being restrained?

32. Do you enjoy doing as your told?

33. How much would you love to be humiliated daily

for being an adult baby

34. What's the longest you're willing to go being

diapered 24/7?

35. What's more humiliating than being an adult

baby?

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face full of gunge

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Skylar was buzzing with excitement as he and his soccer team arrived at the hotel for the tournament. After a long day of travel, all four of them—Skylar, Tyler, Blake, and Chris—were eager to unwind. They settled into their room, filled with laughter and the scent of pizza they had ordered earlier. Skylar, always the jokester, stripped off his shirt and plopped down in front of the TV, ready to catch the highlights of the day’s games.

“Hey, Skylar! Move a little, would you?” Tyler called out, trying to get a better view of the screen.

In classic Skylar fashion, he turned his back to his teammates and pretended to be engrossed in the game, a mischievous grin spreading across his face. “What’s that? I can’t hear you!” he teased, enjoying the playful banter.

Tyler, not one to back down from a challenge, decided it was time for a little prank. He snuck up behind Skylar, his heart racing with anticipation. In one swift motion, Tyler yanked down Skylar’s shorts, leaving him in nothing but his baby blue briefs. The room erupted in laughter as Skylar froze, momentarily stunned.

“Hey! What the—!” Skylar exclaimed, reaching down to pull his shorts back up, but Tyler stood on them, preventing any chance of recovery. Just as he was about to regain his composure, Tyler gave him a playful shove, causing Skylar to trip over his own shorts and fall awkwardly to the floor.

In a frenzy, Skylar flailed his legs as Tyler tugged his shorts off completely, holding them just out of reach. Chris and Blake, witnessing the chaos, couldn’t resist joining in on the fun. “Let’s put him out in the hall in just his briefs!” Blake suggested with a mischievous grin.

Before Skylar could protest, the three of them hoisted him up and tossed him out into the hallway, leaving him clad only in his baby blue briefs. The door clicked shut behind him, and Skylar stood there, banging on the door and shouting for them to let him back in.

Amidst his pleas, he heard chuckles echoing from further down the hall. Glancing over, he spotted a group of players from a rival team approaching, their eyes widening in surprise at the sight of him. Without thinking, Skylar turned on his heel and took off running, his cheeks flushed with embarrassment and adrenaline.

As Skylar sprinted down the hallway, his heart raced not just from embarrassment but also from the thrill of the chase. He rounded a corner, only to find himself facing a dead-end that led to the pool area. Glancing back, he saw a group of players from a rival team closing in on him, their laughter echoing off the walls.

“Gotcha!” one of them shouted, a triumphant grin plastered across his face.

“Nice undies, dude!” another taunted, pointing at Skylar’s baby blue briefs. “Very stylish!”

Skylar tried to back away, but the rival players surrounded him, their playful banter turning into a full-on teasing session. They marched him into the pool area, the smell of chlorine filling the air. Skylar felt a mix of dread and anticipation as he realized they weren’t done with their prank yet.

They led him over to the wall where a life ring hung on a hook. Before he could protest, they grabbed him and hoisted him up. “What are you doing? No, no, no!” he shouted, but it was too late. In a swift motion, they attached the back of his briefs to the hook, leaving him in a humiliating wedgie, hanging there for everyone to see.

The group stepped back, admiring their handiwork as laughter erupted from their team members. “Look at him! This is priceless!” one of them exclaimed, pulling out his phone to snap photos.

Skylar squirmed, trying to free himself, but it was no use. “Come on, guys! Let me down!” he pleaded, his voice a mix of embarrassment and laughter.

“Hang in there!” another rival player called out with a chuckle, the pun making the others burst into laughter again.

As they walked away, continuing to joke about his predicament, Skylar felt a mix of frustration and amusement. He couldn’t help but smile at the absurdity of the situation. He knew that this would be a story to tell for years to come, and he would definitely get back at them for this—just not today.

With a playful roll of his eyes, he hung there, waiting for someone to rescue him. Eventually, someone would return for him, at least he’d hoped.

Back in the room, the atmosphere was filled with laughter as Tyler, Blake, and Chris reveled in the chaos they had just unleashed on Skylar. Tyler, shirtless and grinning, peered through the peephole in the door, eager to catch a glimpse of their teammate’s misadventure.

“Dude, you wouldn’t believe this!” he exclaimed, relaying what he saw to Blake and Chris, who stood behind him, chuckling at the unfolding prank.

Just then, something caught Blake’s eye. He nudged Chris and pointed subtly at Tyler’s shorts. “Check it out,” he whispered, noticing a glimpse of a white waistband peeking out.

With a mischievous smirk, Blake decided it was time for a bit of fun of his own. In a swift motion, he pantsed Tyler right there at the door, leaving him standing with his shorts around his ankles, proudly displaying his tighty whities for all to see.

“Nice tighty whities, nerd!” Blake laughed, nearly doubling over with amusement, while Chris joined in on the fun, unable to contain his laughter.

Before Tyler could react, Blake and Chris seized the opportunity. They grabbed him, pulled off his shorts, and, with a playful shove, flung open the door and tossed him into the hallway, leaving him clad only in his tighty whities.

To Tyler’s dismay, as he stumbled out into the hall, he found himself face-to-face with the group of rival players who had just finished their fun with Skylar. They rounded the corner, eyes widening in surprise at the sight of Tyler in nothing but his underwear.

“Uh-oh!” one of the rival players shouted, and before Tyler could make a break for it, he was snatched up by the group, who were all too eager to join in on the prank.

“Let’s take him to Skylar!” one of them suggested with a laugh, and they carried Tyler down the hall towards the pool area, where Skylar was still hanging in his wedgie.

When they arrived, the rival players spotted the second life ring hanging nearby and couldn’t resist the opportunity. With a few chuckles, they took the ring down and hung Tyler up by his tighty whities next to Skylar, creating an absurd scene of two teammates caught in their own embarrassing situations.

“Say cheese!” one of them shouted as they snapped more photos, the laughter ringing through the air as they admired their handiwork.

With both Skylar and Tyler hanging there, the rival team walked away, leaving them to figure out how to escape their predicament. The two of them exchanged glances, a mixture of disbelief and amusement crossing their faces as they realized they were now bound by their embarrassing fates. They would definitely have to team up to get back at their friends, setting the stage for a legendary prank war that would be talked about long after the tournament ended.