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September 24, 2022: Babied by Billy, Pt. 23.2
🕑 Added 2022-09-24 23:47:35 +0000 UTC1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 23.1
There was applause all around as Dr. S. announced the grand opening of the Alpha Beta Delta Lambda house. The director was the center of attention and he was loving every second of it, as usual.
"Well, thank you for coming today to our little shindig. We're here today because of the hard work of the members of the fraternity, our generous donors, and the incredible success of our campus as the world's center for ABDL research. Alpha Beta Delta Lamba members have volunteered countless hours with our Fresh Start program and contributed to critical research that has made our program a success from the very beginning. Here, he paused to look over at Dr. WIndelmann and gestured with an open hand. "Dr. Windellman, our senior physician in house, can attest to that. As can his adorable Pet, Spritzer."
"Say hallo, Spritzer!" said Dr. Windelmann, inducing the diaper-clad rubberpup to stand up on his hindquarters and bark, much to the delight of onlookers.
"Thank you, Doctor! Now, as I was saying, we owe a lot to Alpha Beta Delta Lambda, and as we strengthen our relationship with this venerable fraternity, we want to give them every tool to contribute as only they can. To that end, we have installed some state of the art facilities in the newly renovated Alpha Beta House. Why don't we all take a look, shall we?"
There was a buzz of excitement in the air, and plenty of cellphones recording as we followed the doctor through the house. First stop was the kitchen, where there was a grand dining table and plenty of space for high chairs and doggie bowls beside each seat.
"Every day starts and ends with a good meal, so we wanted to make sure there was space for everyone!"
Indeed there was, and I had the feeling that I would be far from the only diapered sub dining there each day. At least I wouldn't be alone. Next, we got a peek inside the kitchen, which was set up to feed the large numbers of members and the pets/littles in their care. It even had a bottle washing station, and I blushed as Billy commented that it would make cleaning my bottles much easier.
There was also a big open room that he callled the exercise room. There was a big round track for pups to run along, and hanging baby harnesses on tracks that littles like me could run on. I was obliged to grin and bear it as I was set inside one to demonstrate it.
"There we go, Jimmy! Be a good boy and give us a lap around the room! We'll wait for you..."
The big harness spread my legs open even further than my already thick diaper, and pressed the anal ring into my hole with each awkward waddle forward, causing my dick to jump in my diaper as I walked forward. I tried not to wince in embarrassment as I felt my body parts respond to the stimulation. I had no choice but to go forward, and the faster the better, but the awkward outfit did not make it easy. I was about halfway around the track before I had my first spasm, hunching over as my cock spit pre into the front of my soggy padding. The director then had a brilliant idea.
"I know! Let's make it a race! Doctor Windellman, how about we race Spritzer and Jimmy?"
"A wunderbar idea, Herr Doktor Stannopoulis!"
"The winner will get to enjoy a slice of real pizza! How does that sound?"
The race was on. It was clearly an incentive for both of us, and I had a head start, but I was going to be hard-pressed to beat out a well-conditioned human pup running on all fours. Still, I was willing to try for a chance to have something beside formula. I waddled as if my life depended on it, doing my best to ignore the increased stimulation, while Spritzer took off like a bolt. I did pretty well for myself, all things considered, but as Tank and the rest cheered me on from the sidelines, Spritzer steadily gained on me until 10 feet from the finish line, he blew past me. Meanwhile, I had pushed myself through more stimulation than I would normally tolerate and ended up having a massive bladder spasm, first filling my diaper with urine, and then cumming hard immediately after. There was no disguising what happened as I loudly moaned and cried out.
"Ahhhh! Ohhhhhhh, unnnhhghhhhhhhhhhfffffuuuuhhhhhhh...."
And then I blurted out the most embarassing statement completely unprompted.
"I made stickies in my diapees!!"
I panted, completely wiped out and embarassed as people clapped, laughed, and cooed. There was nothing I could do about it, though. I had to let the Doctor think he had won, so I forced myself to giggle and clap once I had recovered enough to do so.
I wasn't even asked to finish. Just pulled out of the harness and carried by Tank to the next stop - the bathrooms.
