Cookie Mission Failure

Cookie Mission FailureOne day The Boss had noticed that Remi and Sammy had hidden a stash of cookies inside a cookie jar in an air vent in their home. The Boss figured that the two young pups didn’t notice him as he licked his lips at a very sweet treat that he wanted for himself and he knew just what to do.

He went into his room and he quickly changed into his Solid Snake outfit from the game; Metal Gear Solid. He finished his look by putting on his black headband. “Those cookies WILL be  mine”!, he said triumphantly.

He picked up a toy black machine gun which The Boss thought would complete his look and made his way to the vet. After setting his gun aside, placing it on the wall beside the vent, with a tug, he pulled off the grill to the vent and placed it next to the gun. He then proceeded to crawl inside. He just managed to squeeze his arms through and some of his big belly, where he noticed the cookies in the jar right in front of him. He licked his lips at the sight and proceeded to try and pull himself forward toward them. But he found out that he couldn’t go any further forward, he was quite big for the vent, so he tried to pull himself out, but he couldn’t do that either. He soon realised that he was stuck!

Soon Remi and Sammy came along, wandering to themselves what all the noise was that was coming from the room. There they saw The Boss’ butt sticking out of the vent and the boys could see him jiggling around as he tried to free himself.
“Huh? Boss what are you doing in there”?, asked Sammy.
The Boss stopped moving for a moment as he heard the voice from outside the vent.
“Oh err nothing”., replied the Boss.
“Are you after our cookies”?, asked Remi, who thought the whole thing looked very suspicious.
“Cookies? Err no, no, I wasn’t after any cookies”., answered The Boss.
“Then why are you in that vent”?, asked Sammy.
“I’m err cleaning it”., replied The Boss.
“Wearing your Metal Gear Solid costume”?, asked Remi with a cheeky smile.
“OK boys, I’ll be honest with you. I WAS after your cookies, but now I’m stuck in this vent. Could you guys help me out here”? asked The Boss.
“Oh we’ll help, but just like in the game you need to be punished for getting yourself caught”., said Remi.
“And we know just how to punish you”., smiled Sammy, as he pulled down The Boss’ stealth pants and his white underwear, exposing the dog’s bare blue ass.
“Wha…What are you boys….AAHHHH OW OUCH”!, cried The Boss.
Both Remi and Sammy started to smack his ass silly, with both of them taking turns to smack on each of his two ass cheeks. At first they smacked each cheek in rhythm one side at a time, before they both smacked his ass together. As they did that, The Boss’ cries became even louder.
“OW OW OUCH OW OUCH OUCH OW”!, he cried.
Soon his bottom was a bright pinkish colour from all the smacking, the boys stopped when they decided that it was pink enough.
“OK boys, you had your fun, now can you please get me oughta here”?, begged The Boss.

But the boys had another idea. They saw the toy machine gun propped against the wall by the vent and the two brothers looked at each other with wicked grins, forming in their faces.
They took the toy gun, Remi holding the front with Sammy taking hold of the rear of the toy and they started to slowly push it forward and slide it right into The Boss’ butt. The Boss felt a slight sensation poking him and it made him jump, enough for him to bump his head on the roof of the vent.
“OOOH! Boys what are you doing? What’s going ohhhh OOOHHH”!, moaned The Boss as he tried to ask his question.
Outside Remi and Sammy were still slowly pressing the gun into The Boss’ ass.
“Boy…He’s very tight”., grunted Remi.
“Push harder! I think he’s beginning to really like it”!, urged Sammy.
The two carried on, till the gun was seemingly halfway inside his ass and the rest was still outside. The boys stopped for a moment to look at their handy work and the two had a good laugh at the silly site of a toy gun stuck inside The Boss’s ass.

Just then they heard a door open and in came the boys’ father; Matt.
“Huh? What’s going on here”?!, he exclaimed.
The two boys gasped, as The Boss said from inside the vent. “Boys, how come you stopped? I was getting used to what you were doing”?
Remi and Sammy quickly ran away from Matt and ran back into their room, leaving Matt with The Boss stuck halfway in and out of a vent, with a toy machine gun stuck halfway in and out of his red ass. Matt just couldn’t help but laugh at the silly site and quickly took a photo of it with his phone. The Boss noticed a different voice from outside.
“Who’s there”?, asked The Boss.
“It’s just me, Matt. Do you need any help there”?, asked Matt.
“Well I got myself stuck in this vent and I wanted the twins to help me out, but then they were doing something to my ass that I rather liked. What were they doing”?, asked The Boss.
“Well they were shoving a toy machine gun up your butt”., replied Matt.
“They…WHAT?! That’s my replica gun that they were shoving up my ass”!, exclaimed The Boss.
“Yeah and by the way things are looking, I doubt they could have got it in any further”., smiled Matt.
“Well…Could you help me out of here”?, asked The Boss.
First of all Matt slowly removed the toy out of The Boss’ ass, this of course caused him to moan at the feeling at having the toy extracted from his red butt. After that, Matt then grabbed hold of The Boss’ legs and after a few short pulls, he was able to get The Boss out of the vent.

“Ah! Fresh air at last. OW my ass his sore. I’m gonna go and put some ointment on it. Oh and thank you Matt”., said The Boss, as he pulled up his pants. As he walked past him though, The Boss gave Matt a loving kiss.
“You’re welcome”., smiled Matt.
As The Boss left to go to his room, Matt peeked inside the vent and saw the reason why The Boss had gotten stuck.
“Oh wow cookies”!, exclaimed Matt.
He tried crawling into the air vent himself, squeezing in his arms and some of his belly, but then he too got stuck halfway in and halfway out of the vent, unable to go backwards or forwards.
“Oh damn it! Erm Boss…Boys…Erm I’m kinda stuck here…Help…HELP”!, cried Matt.
Unknown to him though, two pairs of eyes were watching and soon giggling to themselves as Remi and Sammy slowly crept over toward Matt, before pulling down his pants and undies and started smacking his ass.

The End.

Story is written by furloverguy84

Lineart by Victor/colors by nelson88


Looks like Sammy and Remi got a opportunity to spank The boss and Matt. I Sure bet they love every moment of it.

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Chu’d Gum

Chu'd GumOr gum’d chu? Whatever you wanna say, he better find that solvent quick.

Draw and everything by Oliver_AD


Poor Pikachu he sure is stuck now :( Lucario sure seems to have make sure that he is going to have a massive problem getting rid of all this gum that’s now is covering his entire body.

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Diaper Crane

Diaper CranePoor stinky diapergirl. Its gotta be quite embarrassing to be sooooo smelly, to be mistaken for a diaper. But at least she’ll make a soft landing in the squishy diaperpail.

Reward for Anonymous

Draw and above text by OverFlo207


Maybe she is making a soft landing inside that squishy diaper pail but i dont think its going to be a very nice place to be. It sure most stink pretty match whit all the diapers that is inside that diaper pail :(

How is she going to be able to escape this nasty stinky fate?

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No Escape

No Escape

Looks like these two are stuck together

Order by Madmilk

Above txt and draw by chuckybb


Yes they sure seems to be stuck together here :(

This sure looks kind of a strange position. But one thing for sure they sure seems to have been good girl and using there diapers :)

But maybe its time to thinking about changing this two girls diapers soon ;)

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JimmyWuffsterno amount of babysitting experience is enough to prepare you for natasha

full detail commission for jimmywuffster on twitter.

Draw and text by ludisluteo


Of course is he good on using his diaper when he dont have any other choice now when he is strap down in this big baby bouncer. But at least its a good thing they have put him in diapers.

Looks like the babysitter now is in need of someone that is watching him ;)

I sure wounder how he is going to be able to get out of this mess. But one thing for sure he needs to get out of that messy diaper he have ended up whit.

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Oli got Diaper Pailed

Oli got Diaper PailedThe sleeping pills hit Oli harder than Fisk expected.

Within 10 minutes, Oli was passed out on the floor of the nursery. Fisk was getting back at Oliver, who’d tossed away all of his underwear only to replace them with diapers. It’d made Fisk’s work.. extra challenging. The otter wasn’t as amused as Oliver was.

Fisk worked fast, starting to mummify Oliver with three rolls of bondage tape. He figured it was kind of overkill, but this guaranteed Oli wasn’t going anywhere. He could feel Oliver wriggling in his sleep in response to being shifted around. The wolf let out a little groan as Fisk picked up the now-encased wolf, and he was placed down next to their new diaper pail. The otter picked him up and placed him down in it. It was already half full, so Fisk made a make-shift, squishy chair for Oli to sit on.

Fisk dragged the other pail over. With the amount of diapers Oli, Fisk and guests went through a day, it was no surprise the nursery had three pails. Fisk started filling up the pail Oli was now in. Fisk had to plug his nose at the smell; he might have been used to Oli’s, but this was pretty bad too. And that’s probably what woke the wolf up.

“F-Fisk..? w-what is that smell..?” Oli said groggily as he started to wake up. Fisk paid him no mind and continued to fill his pail with used diapers. After a few more moments, Oliver mustered the energy to move-

but he couldn’t.

Panicked now, Oliver’s focus returned and he looked around.

“wait, what aRE YOU DOING?!” Oli said, struggling against his bindings. There must have been a quarter-inch of bondage tape around him, he could practically feel how thick it was. Fisk just kept burying the wolf in used diapers, already up to his chest. He could feel the pressure grow around him as he was squished from all sides.
Fisk placed the last few diapers around Oliver’s head, making sure the smelliest ones were saved for last.

“There, that should do it! All nice and buried.” The otter said, still keeping one of his paws on his nose.

Fisk enjoyed watching Oliver struggle in his predicament. He squirmed, whimpered, and tried to bite the tape, only to bury his nose deep into the diapers to no avail. Fisk chuckled as he saw the wolf’s cheeks puff out as he tried to hold his breath.

“Anyway,” Fisk started. “It’s 11am now, I’ll be back at 10 to check on you. I’ve got to work!” The otter smiled. “And don’t worry about food,” Fisk said, shoving a hose in Oli’s mouth. “Eat when you’re hungry. I’m not sure how much lax I ended up putting in here. Tripp could tell you.”


“Oh, right! I mentioned to your friends I’d be having a little fun with you today. They definitely agreed not to help you out.” With that, Fisk turned around and walked out the door, pulling down his shirt to try and hide the diaper he had on.


Oliver was really struggling now. Every time he did, the smell got worse and he could here the squishing of all the diapers he was surrounded by. After just two hours, he was already hungry, and his diaper was soaked. Once he started sucking the food mush from the tube, it activated and started to pump it into him. Oli gulped down cheek-fulls of mush at a time, having a hard time keeping up with the machine. He figured he’d just wolf-down 2 kilos of food and spit out the feeding tube. That would keep him until Fisk got back to let him out.

After 15 minutes, Oliver could feel his bloated stomach already putting pressure on him. After 30 minutes, he couldn’t hold it back anymore, and as quickly as the mush was pumped into him, it started to pack the back of his diaper. Oli could feel the warm mush completely fill the back, and started to force its way to the front. He whimpered at it reached his crotch, over-stimulating his sensitive area as he tried to squish and hump it all around. He moaned in pleasure as he kept filling his pampers, and let out a squealed whimper when he finally reached climax.

Oli sat panting, buried in diapers and exhausted. When he finally re-cooped from the climax, there was now nothing he wanted more then getting out. “TRIIIIIIPP!” “TRIIIIPP!” Oliver shouted for his A.I assistant, who appeared as a hologram in front of him.

“Tripp, p-please let me out of this. This is gross.” The wolf said, shifting and squishing around in his pail.

The small snow leopard chuckled. “No way I’m doing that! I helped Fisk PLAN this! You’re stuck in there, kid.” The snow leopard taunted.

“Can’t you do ANYTHING?” Oli pleaded, his ears splayed down.

“Hmm… –right!! There is one thing! What time is Fisk back?”

The wolf’s eyes glimmered with hope. “22:00! So..?”

Tripp smiled deviously, and before Oliver knew it he heard a more primitive-robotic voice announce: “Permanent Seal Activated: Set to 22:00.”

“What is–“

“Your lab assistant, Oreo, was getting a little tired of the smell you two left behind. She modified this pail to seal the diaper bag, permanently. It’d take a hell of a lot to tear it, because steal just won’t ‘cut it’.”

Oliver went pale.

“Don’t worry! CO2 and O2 are completely permeable~! I can’t say the same for the… other gasses. But hopefully, Fisk comes home early!” With that, Tripp’s hologram disappeared. Oliver gulped.


Through the rest of the time, Oliver could hear little warning beeps from the pail, followed by: “1 hour remaining.” “30 minutes, remaining.” which he could only guess were for checking if you’d accidently dropped something in the pail, like you phone… or your significant other.

At about 15 minute remaining, Oliver heard the front door open. It was Fisk. He took his time getting undressed and settled in. Oliver shouted out for him.

“Fisk? Let me out!”


The otter opened the door to the nursery, immediately bringing his paws to his nose.

“Oh gosh, Oliver! You really stink now, don’t you!” He said, walking behind him and rubbing his headfur. “It’s been a long day for me, but don’t worry, I got you something!”

“Fisk, you have to let me out now!” Oli heard the sounds of tapes ripping.

“Please! Fisk, Tripp activated a setting on the p–” Before Oliver could finish, Fisk wrapped his well used padding around the wolf’s head with a big *SQUIIIISH*.

“MMPH?! MMMNPH!!” Oliver’s headfur was now completely soaked, and his highly sensitive nose was buried in the squishy padding material. Oliver shook his head as Fisk secured the tapes tightly around him. It wasn’t coming off.

“Oh, sorry; what did you say? You didn’t really finish.” Fisk taunted, squishing his paws into the diaper and muffling Oli. Oliver tried shouting through the diaper, but it was secured, tight. Two minutes were left on the timer. Fisk hadn’t seen it.


“Oliver, you should really learn how to talk properly one of these days. I can’t understand a word you’re saying!”


“I’m going to go watch some TV now, I’ll get you out in an hour!”


With that, the door shut, and the wolf was left buried in squishy diapers, his own completely packed with mush, and a well used one secured around his head. It really did come back to bite him in the end.

Oliver heard a long beep. He could now feel himself sinking deeper into the diapers as they started to squish around his face more and more, until his head was completely submerged. There was a brief pause, and he heard a faint crinkling from above him;
the bag had sealed shut.

Draw and everything by Oliver_AD


Poor Oliver wounder if he now is forced to spend the rest off his time inside that stinky bag of soggy wet and messy diapers. That sure is not a nice fate for him :(

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Notta baby

Notta babyToo humiliated to even speak Star finds herself at the mercy of a land of the giants style situation where she’s tried to escape several times but only gotten caught and spanked for her efforts. The giants dont seem to beable to understand her anyway or maybe theyre just pretending to not understand her. Either way it looks like Star’s been well and truely adopted. How can she prove she’s not a baby when she’s forced into these stupid clothes and has no choice but to use the diapers shes put in.

Order by Greyer

Draw and text by BabyStar


Poor Star she sure seems to have ended up in a trouble position. Maybe she need to learn to accept here new position she is in. It dont seems to be changing anytime soon.

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Smushy Goatbab

Smushy GoatbabBab Smooshypamps

Draw by Ludis-Luteo


Poor goat looks like the car is going to take him to the Cute kitten daycare for big babies whatever he like it or not.

It really seems like he is secure in that car seat now special when everything have been lock up by the car.

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