Bebes In Toyland

Ju-saami had gave what their gonna go through some thought during all that's going on. If she's gonna spend some time in the nursery, she'll have to have to get something straightened out, regarding everything Ursa told them, besides the first thing that comes to mind.

"... I guess I'll wear a disposable...". Chimour said, looking down as his feet, trying not to acknowledge what was about to happen to him. "You can surprise me with the designs, I don't really care... ... Also do me and the rest of us have to wear um... What Anthony's wearing?". Chimour asked curiously.

"What the booties, mittens, plastic pants, and baby tee?". Ursa asked, giggling as she took her eager new charge over to the changing table, striping him naked before laying him down onto it.

"Yes...". Chimour said, his face burning bright red.

"Well yeah pretty much unless you're wearing a disposable since then you don't have to wear the plastic pants". Ursa said as she magically materialized up Bryon's new diaper along with the changing supplies she'd need.

"Is there any purpose?". Chimour asked curiously.

"As much purpose as there is in us diapering you in the first place". Ursa giggled as she took up wipe in paw, and gently began wiping up Bryon's front.

"...Can I atleast choose the color of my clothes?". Chimour asked curiously.

"Well ofcourse, Anthony didn't get to choose because I'm punishing him right now". Ursa said as she soon lifted up Bryon's backside, wiping the remaining urine off of his furry little bottom.

"About that... How long are you going to keep him gagged?". Chimour asked curiously.

"For about an hour at most". Ursa said as she finished wiping Bryon up, taking his new diaper in teddy bear paw before unfolding it for him with a crisp crinkle.

"Ah okay... Never knew he was a brony...". Chimour whispered, smiling a little to himself.

"It's a small world huh kiddo?". Ursa laughed as she laid the new diaper underneath Bryon, threading his tail through the hole in the back before promptly powdering up her paws, and before she started rubbing the baby powder into Bryon's front. "If you want I can let you watch some episodes while you stay over here with us...". Ursa teased, lifting up Bryon's bottom before she began to promptly powder that as well.

"... Please stop". Chimour said, his face as red as a cherry once again as she laid Bryon's bottom back down, snuggly taping his new diaper into place.

"Only cuz I like you". Ursa giggled as she lifted Bryon up, soon standing him back up onto the floor. "Anyways little guy what color do you want your mittens, baby tee, and little booties to be?". Ursa asked curiously, the tapes on Bryon's diaper turning from white to dark blue as he stood there.


(Also Lig I want Care Bear designs on the landing zone of Chimour's diaper, and also I'd like designs all over it like 123's & ABC's)

"Disposable it is then." Urso said as he got you completely undressed. While doing so he took a peek into his charge's mind and smiled materializing a cloth backed disposable with Carebears on the landing zone and alphabet letters and numbers on the rest of the diaper. Urso humming a bit of a tune as he gave Chimour a rather cursory wiping as he wasn't wet or anything before hand. He then unfolded the diaper in easy view and slid it into place under his charge. Next came the baby powder applied liberally to the diaper area before he taped the fresh diaper up. "There ya go lil batty all done. Now any idea what color you'd like your clothes to be?"

"Well Um...Orange I guess cuz then it'll match my headfur." Bryon said as he went through the process of being diapered up unable to hide the smile. A smile which diminished a bit upon thinking a bit further on the clothing thing and taking another look at Anthony. "Um...Do we have to have the mittens? I don't mind the booties but I kinda wanna be able to use my hands. Pwease." Bryon asked giving her the cutest face he could.

Anthony began crying as he'd had enough, and hearing Chimour's comment with his great ears made him blush even more. He couldn't believe he'd just wet himself, nor could he believe he was being forced to have this pacifier in his mouth! Eventually, giving up, he began to suck on the pacifier for some comfort, knowing he probably wouldn't get this taken off for awhile. So, he attempted to stand up, which he managed to do, and tried to walk. It worked, but it was definitely a waddle. He blushed even more, as he tried to make his way around quickly trying to hide himself or to find something to do.

'Ugh...why am I being treated like a kit......this is just stupid...its ridiculous! I just wanna get this stupi-....okay...I do kinda like it....' He thought to himself, before changing his opinion about the pacifier. He eventually made his way over to a corner, having found nothing, he sat down, just looking at his plastic pants. He felt his stomach groan, now realizing his stomach wasnt agreeing with him, as he started to get a terrible urge to need to go poop. Within a few minutes, he was tearing up a bit, trying his hardest to hold it until he got out of this thick padding, but after a few more seconds, he realized it was just useless, and attempted to let himself to just go in the diaper, getting a look of pain and disgust as he was trying to poop in his diaper.

'I shouldn't have eaten all that food....ugh....' He thought to himself, groaning as he finally forced himself to go in the diaper, as his look of disgust looked even more vivid, and that he looked like he was going to gag, being so grossed out by the feeling.

(I just wanted to majorly embarrass myself, plus, I'm trying to get some good details for this RP, so I hope I did good, and again, it is your turn, Marcus. >w<)

Ju-saami looked on at Anthony's diapering by Ursa. At the humiliation at her hands, She couldn't help but giggle to herself for a bit, leaving her mentally sidetracked for a bit. 'This could be fun, if I stay here for a time.' she thought to herself. After all, she did made the agreement.

"I could always feed you... But okay no mittens". Ursa said giggling as she materialized a orange baby tee, and pair of orange booties up for Bryon. "Now little guy raise your arms up for mama okay?". Ursa giggled, raising her own arms up so that he would follow her example and promptly do the same.

"Black, red lettering if you're planning on putting anything cute on the front... Also if that's the case also give my booties, and mittens a red trim so it'll all match...". Chimour said, blushing a little as he felt the need to go build. "...Just how absorbent are these things anyway?". Chimour asked, his face as red as a cherry as he looked down at his diaper, raising his left eyebrow up in suspicion when he saw the tapes on his diaper turn from white to dark blue.

Bryon smiled as he looked down at himself. The shit was pretty comfy and suprisingly so too were the booties. He couldn't help but admire the diaper though he did notice his tapes changing colors. He looked up at Ursa and nodded following her instructions and held his arms up. "Why'd the tapes change color?"

"Oh don't worry those diapers can hold quite a little bit. If you need to go then just go. Mama and Papa bear will change you when you need it." Papa bear informed Chimour and then shook his head at the color suggestion for the clothes. "But those are such dark colors. Are you sure that's really what you want lil tyke?" Urso said with a smirk seeing what Chimour really wanted in the back of his mind. "Heh. Papa bear knows exactly what his lil batty really wants even if he won't admit it." Urso told Chimour and snapped his fingers and in a puff of air a pink baby t-shirt appeared on him along with matching booties and mittens all of which had some ruffles to them.

Anthony still being disgusted, got up, and made his way over to Ursa, and looking at her with pleading eyes as if he were asking, 'Please change me...I feel....weird...and gross....and...ugh...and please...pleaseeee take this gag off me! everything else I'm wearing is fine, I'll wear it permanently, just please, no gag!'. He just kept looking at her with this look, trying to keep his balance. He eventually looked away and saw Chimour, and gave a muffled laugh at how ridiculous he looked.

(Its all I could really think off for the time being, as I can't move easily, nor can I speak xD
Oh and...your turn Marcus. XP)

Ju-saami looks around the surroundings of the nursery, seeing there's so many that one or many could possibly need when asked for. So now, that clinches it. She reaches into her back shorts pocket and gets out her notebook. Opening it, she get her little pencil out and is thinking of how to accommodate her stay in Toyland, but keeping it brief while summoning all of her best skills with grammar. At least, she'll have something to say to Ursa when she feels the time comes.

"Oh that? Just something to make sure that no one take their little diapees off, and streak around the house". Ursa giggled. "They're magically locking diapers, only the person who diapers you can remove them, but really what does it matter, I mean there are much more bothersome things out there in this world of ours... things like the tickle monster!!!". Ursa laughed, tickling Bryon's arm-pits like crazy.

And so a couple of minutes of uncontrollable laughter later, and Ursa let up on the poor little boy, tussling his little head fur before noticing the look on Anthony's face.

"You know Anthony I can hear your thoughts...". Ursa said crouching down to make his eye level. "I suppose I could take your paci gag off earlier then I had planned, but this...". Ursa said, grabbing the seat of his really messy diaper.

"Is going to have to wait for now since little Ju-saami over there has been more then patient with me, and I'd really like to get her diapered up just as quickly as I can". Ursa giggled. "So now then poopy pants mommy's going to remove your gag, but well mind your manners since if you act out again I won't let you off so easily okay?". Ursa said, giggling warmly as she tussled Anthony's head fur, and before making her way over to Ju-saami, Anthony's pacifier gag promptly turning into just a normal pacifier.

"So then cloth, or disposable?". Ursa asked curiously, picking Ju-saami up before promptly carrying her over toward the nearest changing table.

"Get it off of me...". Chimour said, his eyes going wide as his lower lip trembled a bit. "P-please get it off... Off of me...". Chimour pleaded, tears welling up in his eyes as his cheeks lit up like pokers from the humiliation.

Chimour's head was now swiming with thoughts, images coming to life, words tearing down the thick wall of repression he had worked so hard to build up...

"You freak! You girly, little, freak! Wasted years of our lives just to get you out of diapers, and what do you do? Go back to stewing in your own filth just like a retarded animal!". Chimour thought, tears streaming down his face as he went into full-blown hysteria. "Daddy no! Please, I'm sorry! Don't, don't! ... Hit me...". Chimour cried, crawling up into a fetal position before he felt something, something warm, and damp overtake his crotch.

"Look at this! Now he's wetting himself! What a disgrace!". Chimour thought once again, the voice in his head getting louder as he looked down at his crotch, and realized that he was indeed wetting himself. "Pl-please... Just make it stop... Make it stop!". Chimour sobbed.

(May of over done that, but ohwell. Also please note that some of those lines of dialogue where things he thought in his head, not things he said outloud, so read it carefully before responding).

Bryon giggled and squirmed and wiggled under the barrage of tickles as he tried to squirm away. Had he not just emptied his bladder into his former pants his diaper would have been soggy. But as it stood there were a few unnoticeable dribbles added to his diaper. Once he was let up he smiled and scampered off sitting down next to Anthrony with a crinkle as Ursa took the paci out. "If I were you I'd be quite cuz well if you swear again she might not change ya."

"Huh What's wrong?" Urso asked Chimour seeing the expression on his face and the tremble that ran through his body. Urso took a peak into Chimour's mind seeing the memories and such play out and shook his head at the man in the memories as he scooped up the little bat in his arms. "You are not a freak. Your not even too uncommon. I've seen quite a few lil ones in my time like you. It's perfectly all right. Now calm down." Urso said settling in a big chair as he poofed a bottle laced with a few items from the garden into his hand and offered it to Chimour's muzzle.

Anthony got a sickened look as his rear was grabbed, and looked like he was about to vomit, as he felt the mess squish against his rear, not able to smile at his head fur being ruffled. As soon as the gag was removed he spat the pacifier out, gagging. "Gross...yuck...eewww....." He whined, fanning the air around his face, trying to get rid of the smell. "I feel...SO NASTY...Dx" Anthony whined, not wanting to take a seat now.


(Your turn again, Marcus. <3)

"Well, I suppose cloth." said Ju-saami. "And after I get diapered, there's something I want to go over with you later, if you don't mind." She was hoping Ursa didn't see her notepad as what she was getting down was part of her future discussion. She does, however, feel a compellingly nostalgic sense of security being in her arms on the way to the table.

"Okay, but I think I may already have a feeling as to what it is you want". Ursa said placing a cloth diaper down onto the changing table before laying Ju-saami gently down onto it. "I can read your mind, and don't worry I'm sure I could take you through toyland national park a little later on when we're done with everything else". Ursa said threading Ju-saami's tail through the back of the diaper before getting the baby powder out as she promptly began to powder her front.

Next came Ju-saami's bottom which Ursa quickly lifted up prior to powdering that up as well, and well after that she laid her back down, bringing together the three sides before pinning them snuggly in-place over her belly-button with a safety pin.

"Now then... What kinda plastic panties do you want? Also what color do you want them, and the rest of your clothes to be?". Ursa asked curiously.

"I-I'm not?". Chimour asked, still sobbing lightly to himself, his cheeks still burning with embarrassment. "You won't h-hurt me will you?". Chimour asked, hesitantly taking the nipple of the baby bottle into his mouth since he could use any form of comfort he could get at the moment.

And so Chimour began drinking his bottle completely unaware of the sissy weed, and the little bit of cubby weed Urso had slipped into his bottle. The sissy weed was so that he'd get over those traumatic events, and be more comfortable being treated like a little girl like how he really wanted to be deep down, and the tiny bit of cubby weed was so that wetting his diaper, being bottle fed, and playing with baby toys would be normalized in his brain while he stayed here so that he wouldn't need to suffer through so much unneccessary embarrassment anymore.

Bryon tried unsuccessfully not to giggle at Anthony's antics in regards to his diaper. "Awww come on it can't be that bad. Sides not like anything in that diaper didn't come from you. Sides we're gonna have to get used to using diapers anyway. Hehe Think of it this way. Instead of the world as your toilet you now have a diaper that can travel the world as yours."

"No of course I'm not going to hurt you. Papa bear's going to take good care of his lil sissy. You'll have a lot of fun getting to relax and just be yourself. No more worries about big kid things like the potty or homework or anything and no more worries about acting a little girly." Urso told Chimour with a smile as he held the bottle knowing that the herbs laced in it would go a long way to relaxing his charge and helping him be himself without having all the emotional baggage which had accumulated.

"Its horrible....! I feel all icky...and....just gross! I might go behind a tree but not....in my pants! Thats just sick!" Anthony said, pouting as he crossed his arms, trying to keep himself up. "I mean....it feels all nasty and...eugh!" Anthony whined.

"May I please have my plastic panties be all-white?" asked Ju-saami politely. "I also need a bonnet, mittens booties and baby tee to be all teal." she added. "I think I also need my teddy." She blushes a little with a grieves smile, feeling somewhat happy to be put in a diaper by Ursa while sticking her finger in her mouth in front of her. She is almost quickly liking her already.

"Done, done, and done!" Ursa laughed, nodding her head once as every single article of clothing Ju-Saami had requested appeared on her body, a brown, smiling teddy bear landing in her lap. "Want a pacifier as well there little one?". Ursa giggled, patting Ju-Saami's head lightly.

"...I-I feel funny... Daddy what's wrong with me?". Chimour asked, immediately placing both paws over his furry maw, his cheeks lighting up with embarrassment. "...Just pretend I didn't say that...". Chimour said, blushing as he went back to drinking his bottle, drinking faster then he was before as his blush vanished over time.

Bryron sighed shaking his head at Anthony feeling a bit put off about the it being sick comment. Sitting there with his arms crossed for a lil bit his feelings finally bubbled over. "So it's sick huh? So I guess I must be just some sick freak too for liking diapers. There I said it! I like diapers and I've used em before. So I guess I'm just a sick freak then?"

"Oh there's nothing wrong with you. Your just learning how to relax and really be yourself." Urso told Chimour as he continued to hold the bottle for you. He smiled warmly at being called daddy. He could see that the cubby herbs' side effects were starting. Along with helping him to feel more comfortable with everything they were also bringing out more childish cubby behavior. Nothing too extreme but just a nice dash to round things out.

"Ey'! Ey'! Calm down! You are not a freak, I just find it sick personally Dx" Anthony said, trying to be reassuring.

"Yes, Mommy." said Ju-saami, giggling and hugging her teddy bear. "Do Mommy have one for me?" She kicks her feet up and down happily and playfully as this go on. She is enjoying this without a doubt.

"And here you go!". Ursa said, smiling as she playfully plopped a teal coloured pacifier into Ju-Saami's furry maw. "Now if you don't mind me I've got some very smelly bussieness to attend to...". Ursa giggled, making her way over towards Anthony.

"So poopy pants ready for that diapee change?". Ursa asked, smiling warmly down at him.

"Weww if you thay tho...". Chimour said, lisping as he tried to talk around the nipple of the bottle since for some odd reason he didn't want to stop until he drank it dry. "There we go...". Chimour said, sighing contently as he emptied not only his bottle, but his bladder as well, this making two solid wettings in a row, although unlike last time this time he seemed completely unphased by it.

"Can I have more daddy?". Chimour asked, his cheeks reddening a little as he smiled up happily at Urso.

Bryon shook his head lightening up a bit. "Yeah but you realize saying you find it sick is still kinda offensive. But I get that you don't mean it to."

Urso sat down the empty bottle giving Chimour's bottom a gentle pat gauging the wetness. He knew the diaper could definitely handle more. After a moments though given to burping him now Urso decided to wait a bit. "Well Daddy's glad you liked the bottle and alright one more." Urso nodded and poofed up another one for him this time just a normal one as the herbs had already done their job.

"Well...I don't mind pissing myself as much, as I did that while being tied up....but...the other thing is gross to me...," Anthony muttered, and turned to Ursa. "Please....I feel all icky....>.<" He whined slightly, pulling at the diaper, as he just kinda slumped over, and forcefully wet himself, so he wouldn't have to go again for a while, hopefully. "Ok....you can change me now, Miss...." He mumbled, blushing a bright red.

Ju-saami laid on her back and said through her pacifier, "Fank 'oo, Mommy." she sucks on her pacifier as he smiles warmly, savoring this sweet moment of padded bliss. Her teddy bear had been held upwards in her arms, feeling jovial from this whole thing.