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Daily Free-Write December 20, 2022: Krampus's Naughty Nursery 1.2
🕑 Added 2022-12-21 09:25:35 +0000 UTCAuthor's Note: I've just about wrapped the sequel up! Here's a taste of what I've come up with, an unedited portion of the pervy piece which is due out before Xmas. Enjoy!
As the boar groaned and shoved his pulsing dick deep in Damien's throat, Damien thought about his life in Krampus's naughty nursery. He reflexively swallowed as the huge shaft of meat throbbed in his throat, dumping ungodly amounts of cum straight into his stomach and making it bulge out even more than it was already stretched. It felt good. Like he was finally satisfying his deep hunger for demons seed.
He had been here for who knows how long. Months? Definitely. How many? Who was to say. He had spent this whole time serving as a cum dump for these huge sexy demon beasts that seemed to never tire of filling him up with cum and diapering him. The crazy thing was, the longer he was here, the more Damien craved it. He was certainly never bored.
"Mind wandering again, little one?" asked the boar demon, slapping Damien's cheek lightly with his huge dick as he backed off of the tray. "Guess you're pretty used to getting stuffed with all this meat, huh? Just another meal to you now. Hnnf..."
The boar grunted as he wiped the last glob of cum off his dickhead and stuck his cum-covered thumb out towards Damien's mouth. Damien immediately opened his mouth and stuck his tongue out like a good boy, but the boar smirked and wiped it on Damien's cheek so he could try with all his might to lick it off. He chuckled as the boy squirmed, his hands and legs still held fast so that he couldn't get to the precious nectar.
"Such a shameless little cum guzzler," laughed the boar. "No wonder you've gotten so fat."
Damien stopped and looked down at himself. He had put on a lot of weight from all that nutritious demon cum. His diapers had certainly gotten larger. The tray was a lot tighter than it used to be too. He whined as he realized that he really was turning into Krampus's chubby little cumdump.
"Thats okay, kiddo," said Krampus, clopping up to the boy and putting a hand on the boar's shoulder. "Just means more cushion for the pushin'. Hehehe."
Krampus's smoky voice sent shivers through Damien's spine. That was the voice of the creature who brought him here, and even now it made him horny, though his pee-pee was out of commission at this point. The demon stepped forward and rubbed the front of the squirmy boy's diaper, and Damien whined in frustration.
"Still can't feel anything, huh? Good. You needed that punishment. But I have good news for you. Your punishment is almost at an end. That's right!" Damien's shocked face made Krampus smile with delight. "A year is almost up and you'll be getting your pee-pee back along with your old life a year to the day from when you were taken. How about that?"
Damien hardly knew what to say. After a few seconds he looked down at his diaper, then back to Krampus.
"Oo I et my cwobes back?"
"Your clothes? Sorry, kiddo. Those were shredded long ago, remember? You'll have a nice thick diaper to cover your shame though."
Damien whined, blushed and shook his head, and Krampus and the boar just laughed. Desperate, Damien asked, "Oo I et my peef back?"
"Sorry, kiddo," came Krampus's rumbly reply. "I can't give those back either. Humans can't regrow their teeth, you know. But hey, if you work out and eat a healthy diet, you could have your old body back. Hehehe. Course knowing you, you'll probably be sucking down dicks within the hour once you get back, isn't that right, diaperboy?"
Damien practically choked with embarrassment. He was suddenly very aware of the smell of cum emanating from his bib and mouth. The smell of piss and baby powder coming from his diaper. And he was very turned on. No. This was all wrong. He couldn't go home like this.
"I have a present for you," said Krampus, pulling out an old looking metal clock with twisted metal hands and roman numerals running around the wreathed surface. "A clock to countdown the days to your return."
Damien looked at the clock with dread. It was soon hung up on the headboard of his crib where he could hear it ticking every night and every day. He could hear it from the playpen as well. It seemed that wherever he was, he could hear it, ticking away.
"What's a matter, baah-by boy?" asked Baphomet the next day, as he plowed the big baby during playtime in the playpen. "Antsy to go home?"
"Mo." Damien shook his head. He was used to having his face shoved in the soft plastic mat of the playpen as he took it from behind. He had become very acquainted with all the cutesy demons prancing across the waterproof surface. There was a baby Krampus showing off his snake like tongue. A cute little boar demon trotted around, his little erection waving in the air. A baby Baphomet baa'hed as he laughed at a silly diaperbutt getting a spanking from a widdle werewolf. The real Baphomet laughed above him.
"Daydreaming again, I see. Your hole is so loose now, I bet you hardly even feel it, huh?"
That was hardly true. Although Damien couldn't feel any pleasure in his pee-pee, he certainly felt the gooey precum sliming up the front of his diaper as the demon's penis expressed it from his prostate. After a grunt and some pulsing from behind, he felt the demon pull out and pull his diaper back up.
"There we go. You won't be holding that in for long, not with that loose hole of yours. Good thing we're sending you back with a lifetime supply of diapers!"
Damien moaned as he felt the cum already oozing out into the back of his diaper. The demon was right. He really needed diapers now. Why did that knowledge turn him on? Was he a freak? The demons seemed to like it. But they weren't exactly normal either. Suddenly a cloven hoof grabbed Damien's cheeks and the huge ram-god's eyes locked with Damien's. The smokey breath of an otherworldly creature filled Damien's nostrils as it spoke.
"My, my. So distractible. You really do have the attention span of a baby now. Perhaps a little time in the human world is just what you need. I'm sure a naughty boy like you won't stay there long. Or do you think you've learned your lesson?"
Damien whined and sniffled. He had learned his lesson and then some. But now that he was being sent back, he dreaded it. When the day finally came for him to go home, it happened without warning. Krampus simply appeared by his crib with his strange square backpack and picked up Damien like he weighed nothing.
"In you go, kiddo. It's time to take you back. I've got other naughty boys and girls to fill this rucksack with."
The next thing he knew, Damien was sitting in an empty room with a wooden floor. It was dimly lit, but he managed to stand up on unstead feet and waddle to the only exit. An ornately carved wooden door with demons carved all over it. A door to hell? He put his hand on the door to test its warmth, but there was none. He pushed the door open and stepped through, and suddenly he was blinking in the light of the hallway.
Ms. Clintfeld rounded the corner and screamed. Two kids followed behind her and saw Damien, and they screamed too. Damien screamed. Then Ms. Clintfeld paused and looked at the diapered man in disbelief. "Damien?"
Comments
indeed!
Goodness, he was, wasn't he? Just why would they let him out now?🤔😈
And here I thought he was supposed to stay there. this is going to be interesting
Oh my!! Quite the twist!!!!
