They walk into the hallway of the nursery, and any sense of bravado drains from Jacob’s face; he turns, and Grup is smiling.
Jacob looks back through the two-way mirror and looks into the nursery.
There are robotic hands sprouting from the walls; one is holding a woman in a crib while feeding them a bottle. Another is waving its finger at a man with a sword. And in a fury of movements disarms him and strips him of his plate armor and pushes him on a changing mat. Another arm is spanking a man over the arm of a couch, his wide fedora lying on the ground in front of him.
A row of high chairs contains various guests with their arms held in place with soft Velcro, wearing identical thick diapers, and being fed mushed-up bananas or, in one case, peas.
“What the fuck is this?” Grup laughs, pointing. Past a sea of discarded clothes and broken toys and guns and swords is Audrey; her lips are moving, but Grup can’t hear what she is saying. It must be horrifying because the god of war is being held down by the slender women wearing a poodle skirt and heels. He is naked, lying on a cloth diaper; hilariously to Grup he is obviously aroused.
Audrey pulls the diaper up between his legs.
“This is glorious,” Grup roars, his warrior spirit ignited.
“Should we go help him?” Jacob asks as the door to the nursery opens and they heard a hauntingly beautiful nursery rhyme among the sounds of steel on steel and the wails of people. A man staggers out in a tutu and falls to the floor.
“Not yet, but soon,” Grup says, reaching down and helping the guest to his feet. “It must have been glorious!” he says to the man.
“Don’t go in there; she is crazy,” the man says, running toward the door to medical.
Audrey straps Mars into a highchair, the soft Velcro replaced by steel shackles. The nursery doors open.
“Jacob, I know you’re out there. Did you also come to play?” Audret says in her usual happy tone of voice.
“No, no, you look busy,” Jacob says, taking a step back and bumping into Grup.
“It is busy here today, but I am never too busy for my favorite baby,” Audrey says.
Grup looks at Jacob. “You have fought this woman before?” He nods in approval.
“He has been in my care many times,” Audrey says, a hand reaching across the room and picking another guest up and spanking their diaper once before putting them back near a pile of Lego. The guest is wearing a pink nightie with a wet diaper showing. Audrey admires the precocious guest’s ability to spell.
Jacob can see the guest’s creation, a set of letters 6 inches tall that says Help me. He rates it a 5 out of 10; they didn’t use a single color but any bricks they could get their hands on.
“What’s going on, Audrey? Is everyone here for the scavenger hunt, too?” Jacob asks.
Audrey looks coldly at the spot Jacob is standing behind the two-way mirror. “Someone asked them to steal my panties. Was it The Cat? I will not give them so lightly.”
Grup pushes Jacob into the nursery and steps in behind. “We are here for your panties as well.”
Mars looks over at the pair, his anger boiling up. He flexes his muscles until the restraints break. He stands up and makes a tiny fire that dances like a novelty cactus. “No, don’t give them to these fools. Give them to me or else,” he roars.
“Now, now, Mars, we don’t play with fire in the nursery,” Audrey says in her most motherly voice. Her face is sour, like the spanking of a lifetime is about to happen.
“Just give them to me now.” The war god demands the tiny dancing fire grow larger.
Audrey takes 3 steps back. The god wearing a diaper and holding a slightly larger dancing fire reaches out with his other hand, palm up.
Audrey, in a robotic voice, says, “Fine, you win here.” She slips her hand under her skirt and wiggles a black piece of cloth down her legs; she tosses it to Mars.
Mars clutches them excitedly and shoves them in the band of his diaper. He storms out, looking triumphant.
Grups’s face falls; he grunts and heads towards the door to medical. “We have no choice but to steal them from Mars.”
“Don’t worry.” Audrey smiles wide and lifts her dress, showing Jacob she is, in fact, still wearing her panties; they are pink with a bow in the front with meticulous embroidery. “Did he really think I would just give them to him?” she winks. “But you, my dear sweet innocent Jacob. All you have to do is prove you’re wearing the correct underwear and they are yours.” She tugs on the elastic top of his shorts.
Jacob feels his heart race. His ugly boxers he wore today will not be what she wants.
“Well, show me,” Audrey demands. Grup turns around and stands next to Jacob. He reaches over and pulls Jacob’s pants down.
Jacob beats on Grups’s arm, struggling to get free of Grups’s clutches, but it’s too late. He yells out, “How dare you,” indignantly.
Jacob, resigned to his fate, frowns, and looks down at his pants and his pair of boxers. “These are not what you’re looking for, are they?”
She frowns. “Not at all. At least you could wear panties. We talked about this before. I am disappointed in your mommy.”
Grup looks at Jacob. “Panties, you?”
“It’s a long story. Can I pull my pants up yet?” Jacob asks, bending to grab the pants.
“No, no, no, I think we need to get you into a diaper so you don’t go peeing where you shouldn’t.” Audrey says, and an arm reaches out of the floor.
It lifts Jacob from his feet and sets him on a changing table. Grup looks on with a grin; he makes a rumble. “I see this is how you dealt with this warrior.”
Jacob’s pants are removed, and so is his shirt. Audrey hums Send in the Gladiators.
Her other arms tending to the guests are still administering the appropriate actions for her position.
Jacob’s hair is on edge. “Can you let the others go, Audrey?”
Audrey looks around at the under-control chaos. “If you ask very nicely.”
Jacob swallows his pride. “Please, Audrey, please let the helpless victims go.”
She smiles. “Close.”
Jacob furrows his brows in frustration. “What do you want?”
“You have to call me Aunty.” She laughs, taping the diaper shut, and she puts booties on his feet playfully.
“Please, Aunty Audrey,” Jacob begs, feeling awkward.
Audrey brightens and retracts her arms; soon the room is empty of guests.
“Can I have your panties, Auntie Audrey?” Jacob asks, sitting up.
“Not yet; there is still one bad boy in the room,” Audrey says, turning to the group.
Jacob looks at Grup. “She is trying to say we need to be in diapers.”
Grup laughs dismissively.
Audrey grabs one of Jacob’s size and one XXXXL for Grup. “I purchased these several years ago now in anticipation that one day I would get to diaper you, Grup; it is an honor.” She bows slightly.
Grup rubs his bald head. “If this is the price to win, so be it.” He climbs up on a changing table, and Audrey pulls off his pants and underwear, revealing his sore-looking testicles and enormous cock.
“What happened to you?” She is gently touching his nuts.
“Mars happened, but that’s fine; I gave him a black eye,” Grup boasts.
Audrey gives his belly a light slap. “Bad baby, don’t start fights with gods.”
“He started it” Grup says his stoney face looking indignant as she sprinkles baby powder over his tender testicles.
“Do you need a spanking?” Audery threatens
grup looks down at his vulnerable privates. “No thank you” he says furrowing his brows.
“Good” Audrey rubs the powder into Grups thick shaft. She eyes it as it keeps growing bigger. “That’s impressive.” She says playfully stroking it till its fully hard.
Grup moans agonized between the pain of his testicles and the arousal he feels.
Audrey tries to tape the diaper shut but grups cock sticks out of the top by 4 inches. “This will not do” she whispers.
“ha” Grup laughs “impressive?”
Audrey smiles at him and FLICKS the base of his penis. She smirks as she watches it deflate.
“What was that for?” group yelps
“What did you expect me to deal with your erection for you?” she grins, taping the diaper shut. Audrey helps Grup to his feet “now is it nap time?”
Grup ignores Audrey and admires the way the diaper feels warm and comfortable as he flexes his muscles. “Huh, surprisingly comfortable.”
Audrey helps Jacob up and pats his diaper butt. “Nap time right? Then panties after”
“No we cant stay we have to finish our Quest” Grup grunts and moves to Audrey.
“I really think you both need a nap your very cranky” she says planning on how to pin Grup down and make him sleep. The arms around the room picking things up flex menacingly.
“Audrey its important we go” Jacob begs tugging at audreys arm.
“I suppose” Audrey sighs. “If you call me auntie one more time”
“ok,” Jacob blushes and adds, “Auntie Audrey.”
Audrey smiles and reaches down and pulls her panties off for real this time, handing them to Jacob. She kisses his head. “Good boy.” She walks over to Grup and kisses his head. “Good boy.”
“Now get going; I need to clean up,” she says as she bends over her skirt just long enough to cover her naked butt.
“Can we have our clothes back, Audrey?” Jacob asks, panicking from the loss of the leaf and coin.
Grup looks around, and there is a small pile of the stuff in their pockets, but the clothes are gone.
“Grab your things and go.” Audrey smiles. “Unless you want to stay the rest of the day?” she says as she bends over and begins picking up more broken and miscellaneous things.
“We should go,” Grup says, pulling on Jacob’s hand.
“What about our pants?” Jacob asks.
“No pants, no time; let’s go,” Grup says, lifting the diapered Jacob off the ground.
