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Inspired by my fellow filipino furry kuneho go check em out", "writing": "Knowhere was still the same old bustling network of scoundrels and hooligans up to no good and some folk tryna make an honest living. Yet today was unlike any other, deep in the recesses of its space port lay Rocket all alone in his very own ship, and one very familiar intruder making his way into said ship.\n\n“Can’t wait to get rid of this junkheap” Rocket said to himself with a kick to his ship’s console “I really need to get a new ship” Rocket was talking all to himself, unaware of his leporine visitor hiding in the shadows.\n\nSnickering was one word to describe as Blackjack tried to stifle his laughter. A long-time rival, or friend if you can call them that, of the famously infamous Rocket Raccoon; this little blue bunny was dead set on having some fun tonight, by playing a prank on little old Rocket.\n\n“The stage is set, the lights on and my camera rolling” Blackjack thought as he set up his hidden camera. He had asked his Black Bunny Brigade to take the week off all for his special meeting with his old pal. Today was a special day for the blue bunny, one he had happily planned weeks in advance.\n\nBlackjack checked the camera’s holo feed on his wrist, assured it was at the perfect angle for his little show. He was definitely gonna save the recording, be it for blackmail material, or maybe even to have some fun with. With a stun blaster in one hand and a strange parcel in the other, he was ready as he was gonna be.\n\nBlackjack could still remember the last prank from the raucous racoon that left him covered in more tar than feather. The blue bunny couldn’t’ help but shiver just remembering the weeks he was stuck with feathers in places he could never imagine getting feathers in. Shuddering, he pushed the memory to the back of his mind to focus on the now.\n\nSlowly the blue bunny crept out from his hidey-hole, slowly making his way behind Rocket. With his snickering drowned out by the sound of whatever Rocket was working on, Blackjack let out quiet little whines of preemptive victory.\n\n“Here’s Blackjack!” shouted the bunny, jumping and shouting to distract Rocket even further. Yet to his surprise Rocket did not turn, heck he didn’t even move an inch. As soon as his stun gun’s shot made contact with Rocket, Blackjack knew he was screwed.\n\nBefore he could move away from the apparent trap, the faux rocket was already on the floor, Blackjack had been made. Knowing his plan had failed, Blackjack dropped the gun and the parcel, only for cuffs to suddenly attach themselves to both his wrists and robotic feet.\n\nThe sound of Blackjack hitting the floor never came as he was held in place by the magnetic cuffs. Struggling was all the blue bunny could do as he was helplessly held spread eagle in the air, his arms and legs too far from each other to try and escape.\n\n“Well, well, well” an all too familiar voice said from the darkness “Look what the bunny dragged in” And the voice was none other than Rocket’s, who came out from behind Blackjack’s own camera, probably hidden even better than the camera itself.\n\nBlackjack looked dumbfounded as he ogled at his still free rival. Quickly remembering where he was, he immediately struggled against his bonds, which only left to tire him out even more.\n“No use in escaping buddy” Rocket said walking closer to the bound bunny “These are Nova corps issue magcuffs. Nothing but the key can take em’ off” as if to emphasize his point, Rocket knocked on the restraints, the sound reverberating through the empty spaceship.\n\nBlackjack’s mind began to race at what to do, or how he was caught. He couldn’t escape using brute force, and he can't rely on the black bunny brigade. He was on his own, and all he had was his mouth.\n\n“Hey, Rocket ol’ buddy” Blackjack’s eyes darted behind his signature red tinted goggles “How’ve you been bud?” Rocket seemed unimpressed by Blackjack’s attempts at escape. The raccoon's eyes continued to scan his rival as he leaned next to a console by the door.\n\n“Really, is it such a stretch to see me on my ship?” Rocket rolled his eyes as he began to inspect what Blackjack was carrying. “And I’m fine thank you very much, especially after you left me practically half naked and one helluva tab to pay off!”\n\n“Hey that was one time” Blackjack’s goggles began scanning everything around the room in hopes of finding a means of escape. “It wasn’t my fault we drunk each other under the table” Blackjack laughed off the memory of leaving the raccoon pantsless to pay off their mutual debt.\n\n“Ha ha, very funny” Rocket dryly replied throwing the stun baton over his head to a pile behind him “You try paying off debt without any credits and a very on display ass!” Rocket walked to Blackjack pressing the package to the bunny’s chest, a telltale crinkling filling the room.\n\n“Hey, looks like you got home” Blackjack tried to drown out the crinkling with a slightly louder than normal response “And I bet you even had fun with some cornerians or something” Yet Rocket wasn’t listening, he was too focused on the package in hand.\n\nWithout a second thought, Rocket proceeded to open the package, a flurry of crinkling following the sound of tearing plastic. A wide grin spread on Rocket’s face as he knew what he was holding, a grin that became all the more apparent to the bound bunny as he turned his head to the blue captive who was now struggling even stronger now.\n\n“Why, what’s this?” Rocket said, raising the newly opened diaper for even the camera to see “Didn’t think I’d find someone who was into this kinda stuff. Especially not you Blackjack” The bunny was now blushing as his mind raced on what to do next.\n\n“It’s not like that Rocky!” Desperation was palpable in Blackjack’s voice “I was supposed to put you in em’” the blue bunny’s voice started to slowly taper off into a whisper as he realized how he sounded saying his plan out loud”\n\n“Oh ho, how kinky” A tent began to pitch between Rocket’s legs “But I’ve got an even better idea” Blackjack’s mouth went slack at what he was hearing, who knew this guardian of the galaxy was much of a deviant as he was.\n\n“Let’s get you situated now, eh Blackjack” Rocket whispered into the hare’s ear, making him shiver with unwanted delight “Wouldn’t want to disappoint your fans now do we?”\n\n“Wait, what?” Before Blackjack could even get an answer, Rocket had already taken a vibro blade in hand and ran it from Blackjack’s collar down to the seam between his legs “AHHH! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!”\n\n“I told you; we’re going to put on a show” Blackjack felt his heart race at those words, knowing full well where that feed went and how many eyes were bound to see it “You were planning to do it to me right? So let me return the favor”\n\n“But I failed, remember, that’s why I’m here?” Blackjack felt his face blush, an all too familiar feeling whenever he was with the raccoon. Yet today, his little “blaster” seemed to feel the same way too “So let’s put the camera down and get me out of here. I’m sure we can talk this out, right?”\n\n“Sure, we’ll talk” Rocket’s hand gripped Blackjack by the balls, definitely putting on a show for the camera “We’ll talk about what I should do to you after trespassing on MY ship!”\n\nBlackjack couldn’t even muster a response as he felt his precious orbs be massaged by Rocket's surprisingly supple hands. Blubbering like an idiot, he could only sit there and moan in ecstasy as his balls felt an intimate touch they so rarely received.\n\n“Aww, looks like someone’s about to unload their mag” Rocket spoke with a condescending tone, one that Blackjack often heard when being chased by the raccoon; and hated more so to admit he enjoyed it “Now I don’t want you to make a mess on my ship, what is this lil’ ol’ engineer to do”\n\n\nBoth furred mercenaries laid eyes once more on the embarrassingly puffy diaper brought on board by the blue rabbit. As Rocket smiled Blackjack screamed defiantly in his bindings.\n\n“Come on now Rocky, you’ve had your fun” Sweat fell from the rabbit’s brow just thinking how he’d look wearing those damned diapers “Now let me go and we can go our separate ways”\n\nSuddenly a thought emerged from his little blue brain. He felt a twitch between his legs, his cock betraying him as thoughts of being changed and put in his place by his accursed nemesis started sounding sweeter and sweeter as their terrible exchange went on.\n\nBlackjack could only lay there, mouth closed and blushing at the thought. Rocket caught a glimpse of Blackjack's sudden silence and couldn’t help but laugh at Blackjack’s expense. The Blackjack O’Hare, caught on the intranet liking to be treated like a total sub.\n\n“Oh, please this is too good to be true” With the diaper in one hand and Blackjack’s tiny cock in the other, Rocket couldn’t help but play with the rabbit as he questioned him “You actually like this stuff, don’t you?”\n\n“NO!” Blackjack couldn’t face Rocket after his realization, he could only silently whisper bouts of dismissive responses, ashamed of his own revelations “Not, really. I think?”\n\n“Well don’t worry Jackie” With a click of a button, Blackjack fell onto the floor once more, though the magcuffs were still on his extremities “I like you, especially like this”\n\n“So you’re letting me go” Blackjack was hopeful that his rival had begun to show mercy, naked but still hopeful “Got any spare clothes?”\n\n“Who said anything about letting you go?” With another press on his communicator, a table began to rise from the floor in front of Rocket, and directly in front of the camera “And I got your spare clothes right here!”\n\nBlackjack tried to make a run for it, only for his mag cuffs to activate and throw him onto the table. Laying on his back, the mag cuffs held his arms and legs in place, leaving nothing to the imagination as it left his little “carrot stick” on full display in its red and minute glory.\n\n“Rooocket, please” Shouted the blue bunny, yet only a gag came in response as Rocket stuffed what remained of Blackjack’s own tattered underwear in the rabbit’s mouth “Pllsshhh lllltt mmm ggguu”\n\n“Shhh, little Blackjack” Rocket gave Blackjack a playful stroke as he said the word little, eliciting muffled moans all while pre began to leak from the needy rabbit’s member “We’re just getting started”\n\nBlackjack was instinctively humping into empty air as Rocket let go of his member. This made the raccoon’s job all the much easier as he deftly groped at the bound bunny’s ass. As quick as a gunslinger he drew the diaper and neatly slipped it under the blue bunny’s bubble butt.\n\n“Don’t make too much of a fuss now” Rocket playfully slid a finger along the inside of Blackjack’s thigh before playfully blowing a billow of air onto his exposed and rigid cock “I know you’re enjoying me as much as I am”\n\nBlackjack huffed into his tattered undies still jammed into his mouth. By the acrid taste in his mouth, he could tell just how much sweat was in those. Pushing the torn pair out of his mouth meant having to get a taste of his own musk a bit more than he wanted. But the fact that Rocket loomed over the bunny left him happier than how he looked.\n\n“First we need to take care of this big boy fur” Blackjack couldn’t help but make an audible gulp at the mention of his “big boy” fur “Little baby bunnies don’t need such useless things”\n\nA mechanical arm with an electric razor for an end soon came out of a panel on the floor, and with Rocket’s guidance began to shave away at what little pubic fur the blue bunny had. Blackjack whimpered, already resigned to his fate, unable to stop his rival from humiliating him further at this point.\n\n“Glad you held still, wouldn’t want to have had an accident now do we?” next an arm bought Rocket a large bottle of baby power, one that he did not hesitate to liberally use on the blue bunny’s crotch “Now let’s get you cleaned up”\n\nBlackjack would have covered his face in shame, burying them in his paws if he could. Yet bound as he was, he could only watch and whimper as he was slowly treated like a baby, the useless and helpless baby like he was.\n\n“Now let's get you settled, yeah?” Rocket smiled wryly as he slowly closed the diaper, finally hiding Blackjack’s tiny and rigid cock behind a soft wall that was his new pair of diapers “Wouldn’t want my little baby blue walking around naked, do we?”\n\nBlackjack could do nothing but sheepishly nod, unable to do anything else in his humiliating state. He hated to admit it, but he was enjoying how dominating Rocket was, how he felt under the raccoon’s thumb. It was exhilarating for the poor blue bunny.\n\n“There, now isn’t this better” Rocket playfully patted the front of Blackjack’s now engorged crotch “Just a cute little bubble butt bunny”\n\nBlackjack moaned into his gag, the feeling of the soft plush diaper hugging his fully hard cock; though there wasn’t much. The rabbit’s cock continued to spurt beads of pre into the soft padding, humping tirelessly as a small tent made itself visible on the diaper’s front.\n\n“Aww, still a little eager bunny boy I see Goggles'' Blackjack's mind should have raced with thoughts on how to escape, or at least cut the feed, yet they didn’t; he just laid there, as if already consigned to his fate to be the Racoon’s bitch for the night “Do you really want to shoot your load and soil these bad boys? We just barely put them on!”\n\nThe blue bunny’s brow knit with effort as he continued to hump into his pamps, hoping the now slightly damp covering could stimulate him enough for a bit of release. Yet no release came, just more effortless panting and pre spilling and filling the once dry diapers.\n\n“I just love how cute you look!” Rocket practically pressed his face against Blackjack’s, slowly whispering sweet nothings into his ear “So helpless, so small, so, mine”\n\nA shudder ran through Blackjack as Rocket proclaimed how he owned the blue bunny. He felt his cock try and tent the diaper even more, practically leaving a wet spot in the front made entirely of his useless pre.\n\n“Damn, wish you’d told me sooner you were into stuff” Rocket stood, laughing at the bunny, and his hand on his belt, the table holding Blackjack tilting forward as if following the raccoon “Cos’ I am too!”\n\nSlowly Rocket began to strip in front of the bound blue bunny, he was at an angle where Blackjack could see everything. First came off his belt, leaving his flight suit’s pants to fall on the floor, revealing a pair of tighty whities you’d rarely see nowadays. Next came off his dirty white tank top, stained with sweat and grime from who knows what.\n\n“That’s better now, isn’t it?” Rocket ran a hand from his chest down to the growing bulge in his undies, all before striking a sultry pose for the blue bunny. “I always thought those stuffy clothes were a bit too, modest”\n\nRocket now stood in front of Blackjack with nothing but his underwear. Sweat had stained the once white piece of cloth now leaving it practically see through as an all too noticeable red “rocket” had made itself apparent through a menacingly large tent being pitched between the racoon’s legs. Blackjack couldn’t help but slobber at the sight of his rival now posing like some wanton slut for his ridicule.\n\n“Now, what to do with you?” Rocket leaned in close to Blackjack once more, an open hand groping and fondling the front of Blackjack’s diaper, eliciting moans unlike any the blue bunny had ever known “We could have a bit more fun if you know what I mean, little Jackie”\n\nEagerly was one word to describe Blackjack’s response as he nodded with newfound vigor. The thought of the intranet feed and his embarrassing position was soon pushed to the back of his mind at the sight of the nearly nude raccoon and by the hand on his crotch.\n\n“Good, I’m excited too” Rocket hooked his thumbs along the waistband of his undies as he spoke, slowly lowering them as Blackjack watched with anticipation. “Just let me get ready”\n\nA wet spot had already made itself known at the peak of Rocket’s tent, one that slowly revealed the “rocket” Blackjack had been waiting for. A large red member with a tapered tip and a first-sized knot at the base, a weapon worthy to be called a “rocket” in his eyes at least.\n\n“Enjoying the show bubble butt?” Rocket turned around, showing off his lithe body to his captive, letting him take in his naked visage with every turn “I hope you are, cos’ we’ve got a long night ahead”\n\nRocket suddenly turned around, another table rising where he turned to. This bewildered Blackjack at first, that is until he saw countless mechanical arms fall from the ceiling, each one donning strange tools that ranged from clippers and combs to what seemed to be bottles of baby powder and salves.\n\n“You didn’t think you’d get all the fun now did you?” Blackjack’s jaw went slack for the second time today, unable to grasp what was happening “You're not the only one into this kinda thing you know!”\n\nThe mechanical arms did their magic as a torrent of powder filled the other side of the room. The sound of whirring filled their ears as they began their work prepping the raccoon. The sound of giggling and moaning could soon be heard as Blackjack was sure those mechanical arms were doing more than Rocket’s diaper change at this point.\n\n“That’s more like it” Rocket soon stood up from his table, now donning an equally white and poofy diaper in front of Blackjack “How do I look?”\n\nRocket stood with a different kind of confidence as one would expect from someone wearing a diaper in front of his rival. Then again, forcing your rival into one could have that effect. Rocket struck poses once more, turning and turning as if showing off his new piece of apparel, and the all too apparent large tent he sported under them.\n\n“Don’t you like this Blackjack?” Rocket strode across the room until he was leaning into Blackjack, their diapers pressed against each other, the sound of their crinkling filling the room “I know I do”\n\nBlackjack had to make a double take as he stared deeply into Rocket’s eyes, inches away from his face. His once blue face soon turned to a shade of pink as he suddenly realized just how close the rocket was.\n\n“Yeah, I do” Blackjack had finally enough courage to speak, that and mainly the fact he wanted to bed Rocket right this instant “Now if you don’t mind, I’d like to be let go now so we can have fun”\n\n\nRocket seemed to think about it for a minute. Standing upright before turning to a table, he gave off comical thinking noises as if still toying with the blue bunny. And sure enough, Rocket gave a hearty laugh as he found what he was looking for. A laugh that made Blackjack shiver with fear more than anticipation.\n\n“Oh, tsk tsk tsk” Rocket pulled out some sort of mechanical rod, Blackjack couldn’t help as he looked at it, examining its rounded tip with a strange curiosity, one akin to the one he felt listening to the raccoon’s words “I don’t need to let you go to have our fun silly”\n\nRocket pressed the strange rod’s rounded tip to the front of Blackjack’s diaper, the sudden intrusive pressure making him moan even more. The raccoon couldn’t help but stifle a laugh as he watched his once awesome rival wrapped around his finger. He eagerly pressed the front of his own diaper to the strange machine as well, all while smiling gingerly in Blackjack’s direction.\n\n“Let me show you some real fun” With a simple click the rod whirred to life, a low buzz emanating from it as it began to vibrate at an astounding speed “Hnnnng”\n\nThe sudden motion erratically stimulated the blue rabbit, unable to move he could only hump into his diaper, his minute member seeking release. Rocket did the same, his diaper’s tent already pitching a visible wet spot on the peak, a testament to how pent up he was; and how he waited for this day.\n\nBoth mercenaries were unable to utter a word as ecstasy radiated from their engorged crotches. Each one a slave to their lust, pressing their crotches together in hopes of getting more stimulation. Moans and howls filled the room, all caught on the holo-cam’s microphones.\n\nOne final yellow left both their mouths as with one final push, both came at the same time. Seed spilled from their members, coating the inside of the diaper in their sticky white fluids, as well as the base of their cocks; yet Rocket relented, a sly smile wrought itself on his mouth as he moved the vibrator ever so slightly higher.\n\n“Wha uh?” Blackjack’s mind was a euphoric mess as he had came stronger than he ever had, yet surprised to feel the vibrations continue, though this time no longer aimed at his now soft cock “What’s happening Rocky?”\n\n\nRocket only gave Blackjack a smile in response, the strange gesture making Blackjack gulp in anxiety. The blue bunny knew he had already came, heck his cock was already back in it’s sheath, sticky seed coating it and all; yet for the life of him, he couldn’t understand what Rocket was planning\n\n“Oh just a little bit of extra fun” Blackjack felt the vibrator press just above his pubis, or where it would’ve been, save for the diaper “Wouldn’t want to waste these cum-soaked bad boys now do we?”\n\nBlackjack suddenly realized what Rocket was planning, and the blue bunny’s reactive face seemed only to egg the raccoon further. A welling sensation filled his loins, akin to the feeling of an erection, yet different. The feeling came like a tidal wave, and passed like one too as he felt the pressure around his groin release, a slight hiss in the air telling him he had just released the contents of his bladder all inside his diaper.\n\n“There, that wasn’t so bad now, was it?” Rocket threw the vibrator behind him, all before grabbing the now yellowed front of Blackjack’s now spent diaper “And it looks like our little bunny is due for a diaper change!”", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Knowhere was still the same old bustling network of scoundrels and hooligans up to no good and some folk tryna make an honest living. Yet today was unlike any other, deep in the recesses of its space port lay Rocket all alone in his very own ship, and one very familiar intruder making his way into said ship.

“Can’t wait to get rid of this junkheap” Rocket said to himself with a kick to his ship’s console “I really need to get a new ship” Rocket was talking all to himself, unaware of his leporine visitor hiding in the shadows.

Snickering was one word to describe as Blackjack tried to stifle his laughter. A long-time rival, or friend if you can call them that, of the famously infamous Rocket Raccoon; this little blue bunny was dead set on having some fun tonight, by playing a prank on little old Rocket.

“The stage is set, the lights on and my camera rolling” Blackjack thought as he set up his hidden camera. He had asked his Black Bunny Brigade to take the week off all for his special meeting with his old pal. Today was a special day for the blue bunny, one he had happily planned weeks in advance.

Blackjack checked the camera’s holo feed on his wrist, assured it was at the perfect angle for his little show. He was definitely gonna save the recording, be it for blackmail material, or maybe even to have some fun with. With a stun blaster in one hand and a strange parcel in the other, he was ready as he was gonna be.

Blackjack could still remember the last prank from the raucous racoon that left him covered in more tar than feather. The blue bunny couldn’t’ help but shiver just remembering the weeks he was stuck with feathers in places he could never imagine getting feathers in. Shuddering, he pushed the memory to the back of his mind to focus on the now.

Slowly the blue bunny crept out from his hidey-hole, slowly making his way behind Rocket. With his snickering drowned out by the sound of whatever Rocket was working on, Blackjack let out quiet little whines of preemptive victory.

“Here’s Blackjack!” shouted the bunny, jumping and shouting to distract Rocket even further. Yet to his surprise Rocket did not turn, heck he didn’t even move an inch. As soon as his stun gun’s shot made contact with Rocket, Blackjack knew he was screwed.

Before he could move away from the apparent trap, the faux rocket was already on the floor, Blackjack had been made. Knowing his plan had failed, Blackjack dropped the gun and the parcel, only for cuffs to suddenly attach themselves to both his wrists and robotic feet.

The sound of Blackjack hitting the floor never came as he was held in place by the magnetic cuffs. Struggling was all the blue bunny could do as he was helplessly held spread eagle in the air, his arms and legs too far from each other to try and escape.

“Well, well, well” an all too familiar voice said from the darkness “Look what the bunny dragged in” And the voice was none other than Rocket’s, who came out from behind Blackjack’s own camera, probably hidden even better than the camera itself.

Blackjack looked dumbfounded as he ogled at his still free rival. Quickly remembering where he was, he immediately struggled against his bonds, which only left to tire him out even more.
“No use in escaping buddy” Rocket said walking closer to the bound bunny “These are Nova corps issue magcuffs. Nothing but the key can take em’ off” as if to emphasize his point, Rocket knocked on the restraints, the sound reverberating through the empty spaceship.

Blackjack’s mind began to race at what to do, or how he was caught. He couldn’t escape using brute force, and he can't rely on the black bunny brigade. He was on his own, and all he had was his mouth.

“Hey, Rocket ol’ buddy” Blackjack’s eyes darted behind his signature red tinted goggles “How’ve you been bud?” Rocket seemed unimpressed by Blackjack’s attempts at escape. The raccoon's eyes continued to scan his rival as he leaned next to a console by the door.

“Really, is it such a stretch to see me on my ship?” Rocket rolled his eyes as he began to inspect what Blackjack was carrying. “And I’m fine thank you very much, especially after you left me practically half naked and one helluva tab to pay off!”

“Hey that was one time” Blackjack’s goggles began scanning everything around the room in hopes of finding a means of escape. “It wasn’t my fault we drunk each other under the table” Blackjack laughed off the memory of leaving the raccoon pantsless to pay off their mutual debt.

“Ha ha, very funny” Rocket dryly replied throwing the stun baton over his head to a pile behind him “You try paying off debt without any credits and a very on display ass!” Rocket walked to Blackjack pressing the package to the bunny’s chest, a telltale crinkling filling the room.

“Hey, looks like you got home” Blackjack tried to drown out the crinkling with a slightly louder than normal response “And I bet you even had fun with some cornerians or something” Yet Rocket wasn’t listening, he was too focused on the package in hand.

Without a second thought, Rocket proceeded to open the package, a flurry of crinkling following the sound of tearing plastic. A wide grin spread on Rocket’s face as he knew what he was holding, a grin that became all the more apparent to the bound bunny as he turned his head to the blue captive who was now struggling even stronger now.

“Why, what’s this?” Rocket said, raising the newly opened diaper for even the camera to see “Didn’t think I’d find someone who was into this kinda stuff. Especially not you Blackjack” The bunny was now blushing as his mind raced on what to do next.

“It’s not like that Rocky!” Desperation was palpable in Blackjack’s voice “I was supposed to put you in em’” the blue bunny’s voice started to slowly taper off into a whisper as he realized how he sounded saying his plan out loud”

“Oh ho, how kinky” A tent began to pitch between Rocket’s legs “But I’ve got an even better idea” Blackjack’s mouth went slack at what he was hearing, who knew this guardian of the galaxy was much of a deviant as he was.

“Let’s get you situated now, eh Blackjack” Rocket whispered into the hare’s ear, making him shiver with unwanted delight “Wouldn’t want to disappoint your fans now do we?”

“Wait, what?” Before Blackjack could even get an answer, Rocket had already taken a vibro blade in hand and ran it from Blackjack’s collar down to the seam between his legs “AHHH! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!”

“I told you; we’re going to put on a show” Blackjack felt his heart race at those words, knowing full well where that feed went and how many eyes were bound to see it “You were planning to do it to me right? So let me return the favor”

“But I failed, remember, that’s why I’m here?” Blackjack felt his face blush, an all too familiar feeling whenever he was with the raccoon. Yet today, his little “blaster” seemed to feel the same way too “So let’s put the camera down and get me out of here. I’m sure we can talk this out, right?”

“Sure, we’ll talk” Rocket’s hand gripped Blackjack by the balls, definitely putting on a show for the camera “We’ll talk about what I should do to you after trespassing on MY ship!”

Blackjack couldn’t even muster a response as he felt his precious orbs be massaged by Rocket's surprisingly supple hands. Blubbering like an idiot, he could only sit there and moan in ecstasy as his balls felt an intimate touch they so rarely received.

“Aww, looks like someone’s about to unload their mag” Rocket spoke with a condescending tone, one that Blackjack often heard when being chased by the raccoon; and hated more so to admit he enjoyed it “Now I don’t want you to make a mess on my ship, what is this lil’ ol’ engineer to do”


Both furred mercenaries laid eyes once more on the embarrassingly puffy diaper brought on board by the blue rabbit. As Rocket smiled Blackjack screamed defiantly in his bindings.

“Come on now Rocky, you’ve had your fun” Sweat fell from the rabbit’s brow just thinking how he’d look wearing those damned diapers “Now let me go and we can go our separate ways”

Suddenly a thought emerged from his little blue brain. He felt a twitch between his legs, his cock betraying him as thoughts of being changed and put in his place by his accursed nemesis started sounding sweeter and sweeter as their terrible exchange went on.

Blackjack could only lay there, mouth closed and blushing at the thought. Rocket caught a glimpse of Blackjack's sudden silence and couldn’t help but laugh at Blackjack’s expense. The Blackjack O’Hare, caught on the intranet liking to be treated like a total sub.

“Oh, please this is too good to be true” With the diaper in one hand and Blackjack’s tiny cock in the other, Rocket couldn’t help but play with the rabbit as he questioned him “You actually like this stuff, don’t you?”

“NO!” Blackjack couldn’t face Rocket after his realization, he could only silently whisper bouts of dismissive responses, ashamed of his own revelations “Not, really. I think?”

“Well don’t worry Jackie” With a click of a button, Blackjack fell onto the floor once more, though the magcuffs were still on his extremities “I like you, especially like this”

“So you’re letting me go” Blackjack was hopeful that his rival had begun to show mercy, naked but still hopeful “Got any spare clothes?”

“Who said anything about letting you go?” With another press on his communicator, a table began to rise from the floor in front of Rocket, and directly in front of the camera “And I got your spare clothes right here!”

Blackjack tried to make a run for it, only for his mag cuffs to activate and throw him onto the table. Laying on his back, the mag cuffs held his arms and legs in place, leaving nothing to the imagination as it left his little “carrot stick” on full display in its red and minute glory.

“Rooocket, please” Shouted the blue bunny, yet only a gag came in response as Rocket stuffed what remained of Blackjack’s own tattered underwear in the rabbit’s mouth “Pllsshhh lllltt mmm ggguu”

“Shhh, little Blackjack” Rocket gave Blackjack a playful stroke as he said the word little, eliciting muffled moans all while pre began to leak from the needy rabbit’s member “We’re just getting started”

Blackjack was instinctively humping into empty air as Rocket let go of his member. This made the raccoon’s job all the much easier as he deftly groped at the bound bunny’s ass. As quick as a gunslinger he drew the diaper and neatly slipped it under the blue bunny’s bubble butt.

“Don’t make too much of a fuss now” Rocket playfully slid a finger along the inside of Blackjack’s thigh before playfully blowing a billow of air onto his exposed and rigid cock “I know you’re enjoying me as much as I am”

Blackjack huffed into his tattered undies still jammed into his mouth. By the acrid taste in his mouth, he could tell just how much sweat was in those. Pushing the torn pair out of his mouth meant having to get a taste of his own musk a bit more than he wanted. But the fact that Rocket loomed over the bunny left him happier than how he looked.

“First we need to take care of this big boy fur” Blackjack couldn’t help but make an audible gulp at the mention of his “big boy” fur “Little baby bunnies don’t need such useless things”

A mechanical arm with an electric razor for an end soon came out of a panel on the floor, and with Rocket’s guidance began to shave away at what little pubic fur the blue bunny had. Blackjack whimpered, already resigned to his fate, unable to stop his rival from humiliating him further at this point.

“Glad you held still, wouldn’t want to have had an accident now do we?” next an arm bought Rocket a large bottle of baby power, one that he did not hesitate to liberally use on the blue bunny’s crotch “Now let’s get you cleaned up”

Blackjack would have covered his face in shame, burying them in his paws if he could. Yet bound as he was, he could only watch and whimper as he was slowly treated like a baby, the useless and helpless baby like he was.

“Now let's get you settled, yeah?” Rocket smiled wryly as he slowly closed the diaper, finally hiding Blackjack’s tiny and rigid cock behind a soft wall that was his new pair of diapers “Wouldn’t want my little baby blue walking around naked, do we?”

Blackjack could do nothing but sheepishly nod, unable to do anything else in his humiliating state. He hated to admit it, but he was enjoying how dominating Rocket was, how he felt under the raccoon’s thumb. It was exhilarating for the poor blue bunny.

“There, now isn’t this better” Rocket playfully patted the front of Blackjack’s now engorged crotch “Just a cute little bubble butt bunny”

Blackjack moaned into his gag, the feeling of the soft plush diaper hugging his fully hard cock; though there wasn’t much. The rabbit’s cock continued to spurt beads of pre into the soft padding, humping tirelessly as a small tent made itself visible on the diaper’s front.

“Aww, still a little eager bunny boy I see Goggles'' Blackjack's mind should have raced with thoughts on how to escape, or at least cut the feed, yet they didn’t; he just laid there, as if already consigned to his fate to be the Racoon’s bitch for the night “Do you really want to shoot your load and soil these bad boys? We just barely put them on!”

The blue bunny’s brow knit with effort as he continued to hump into his pamps, hoping the now slightly damp covering could stimulate him enough for a bit of release. Yet no release came, just more effortless panting and pre spilling and filling the once dry diapers.

“I just love how cute you look!” Rocket practically pressed his face against Blackjack’s, slowly whispering sweet nothings into his ear “So helpless, so small, so, mine”

A shudder ran through Blackjack as Rocket proclaimed how he owned the blue bunny. He felt his cock try and tent the diaper even more, practically leaving a wet spot in the front made entirely of his useless pre.

“Damn, wish you’d told me sooner you were into stuff” Rocket stood, laughing at the bunny, and his hand on his belt, the table holding Blackjack tilting forward as if following the raccoon “Cos’ I am too!”

Slowly Rocket began to strip in front of the bound blue bunny, he was at an angle where Blackjack could see everything. First came off his belt, leaving his flight suit’s pants to fall on the floor, revealing a pair of tighty whities you’d rarely see nowadays. Next came off his dirty white tank top, stained with sweat and grime from who knows what.

“That’s better now, isn’t it?” Rocket ran a hand from his chest down to the growing bulge in his undies, all before striking a sultry pose for the blue bunny. “I always thought those stuffy clothes were a bit too, modest”

Rocket now stood in front of Blackjack with nothing but his underwear. Sweat had stained the once white piece of cloth now leaving it practically see through as an all too noticeable red “rocket” had made itself apparent through a menacingly large tent being pitched between the racoon’s legs. Blackjack couldn’t help but slobber at the sight of his rival now posing like some wanton slut for his ridicule.

“Now, what to do with you?” Rocket leaned in close to Blackjack once more, an open hand groping and fondling the front of Blackjack’s diaper, eliciting moans unlike any the blue bunny had ever known “We could have a bit more fun if you know what I mean, little Jackie”

Eagerly was one word to describe Blackjack’s response as he nodded with newfound vigor. The thought of the intranet feed and his embarrassing position was soon pushed to the back of his mind at the sight of the nearly nude raccoon and by the hand on his crotch.

“Good, I’m excited too” Rocket hooked his thumbs along the waistband of his undies as he spoke, slowly lowering them as Blackjack watched with anticipation. “Just let me get ready”

A wet spot had already made itself known at the peak of Rocket’s tent, one that slowly revealed the “rocket” Blackjack had been waiting for. A large red member with a tapered tip and a first-sized knot at the base, a weapon worthy to be called a “rocket” in his eyes at least.

“Enjoying the show bubble butt?” Rocket turned around, showing off his lithe body to his captive, letting him take in his naked visage with every turn “I hope you are, cos’ we’ve got a long night ahead”

Rocket suddenly turned around, another table rising where he turned to. This bewildered Blackjack at first, that is until he saw countless mechanical arms fall from the ceiling, each one donning strange tools that ranged from clippers and combs to what seemed to be bottles of baby powder and salves.

“You didn’t think you’d get all the fun now did you?” Blackjack’s jaw went slack for the second time today, unable to grasp what was happening “You're not the only one into this kinda thing you know!”

The mechanical arms did their magic as a torrent of powder filled the other side of the room. The sound of whirring filled their ears as they began their work prepping the raccoon. The sound of giggling and moaning could soon be heard as Blackjack was sure those mechanical arms were doing more than Rocket’s diaper change at this point.

“That’s more like it” Rocket soon stood up from his table, now donning an equally white and poofy diaper in front of Blackjack “How do I look?”

Rocket stood with a different kind of confidence as one would expect from someone wearing a diaper in front of his rival. Then again, forcing your rival into one could have that effect. Rocket struck poses once more, turning and turning as if showing off his new piece of apparel, and the all too apparent large tent he sported under them.

“Don’t you like this Blackjack?” Rocket strode across the room until he was leaning into Blackjack, their diapers pressed against each other, the sound of their crinkling filling the room “I know I do”

Blackjack had to make a double take as he stared deeply into Rocket’s eyes, inches away from his face. His once blue face soon turned to a shade of pink as he suddenly realized just how close the rocket was.

“Yeah, I do” Blackjack had finally enough courage to speak, that and mainly the fact he wanted to bed Rocket right this instant “Now if you don’t mind, I’d like to be let go now so we can have fun”


Rocket seemed to think about it for a minute. Standing upright before turning to a table, he gave off comical thinking noises as if still toying with the blue bunny. And sure enough, Rocket gave a hearty laugh as he found what he was looking for. A laugh that made Blackjack shiver with fear more than anticipation.

“Oh, tsk tsk tsk” Rocket pulled out some sort of mechanical rod, Blackjack couldn’t help as he looked at it, examining its rounded tip with a strange curiosity, one akin to the one he felt listening to the raccoon’s words “I don’t need to let you go to have our fun silly”

Rocket pressed the strange rod’s rounded tip to the front of Blackjack’s diaper, the sudden intrusive pressure making him moan even more. The raccoon couldn’t help but stifle a laugh as he watched his once awesome rival wrapped around his finger. He eagerly pressed the front of his own diaper to the strange machine as well, all while smiling gingerly in Blackjack’s direction.

“Let me show you some real fun” With a simple click the rod whirred to life, a low buzz emanating from it as it began to vibrate at an astounding speed “Hnnnng”

The sudden motion erratically stimulated the blue rabbit, unable to move he could only hump into his diaper, his minute member seeking release. Rocket did the same, his diaper’s tent already pitching a visible wet spot on the peak, a testament to how pent up he was; and how he waited for this day.

Both mercenaries were unable to utter a word as ecstasy radiated from their engorged crotches. Each one a slave to their lust, pressing their crotches together in hopes of getting more stimulation. Moans and howls filled the room, all caught on the holo-cam’s microphones.

One final yellow left both their mouths as with one final push, both came at the same time. Seed spilled from their members, coating the inside of the diaper in their sticky white fluids, as well as the base of their cocks; yet Rocket relented, a sly smile wrought itself on his mouth as he moved the vibrator ever so slightly higher.

“Wha uh?” Blackjack’s mind was a euphoric mess as he had came stronger than he ever had, yet surprised to feel the vibrations continue, though this time no longer aimed at his now soft cock “What’s happening Rocky?”


Rocket only gave Blackjack a smile in response, the strange gesture making Blackjack gulp in anxiety. The blue bunny knew he had already came, heck his cock was already back in it’s sheath, sticky seed coating it and all; yet for the life of him, he couldn’t understand what Rocket was planning

“Oh just a little bit of extra fun” Blackjack felt the vibrator press just above his pubis, or where it would’ve been, save for the diaper “Wouldn’t want to waste these cum-soaked bad boys now do we?”

Blackjack suddenly realized what Rocket was planning, and the blue bunny’s reactive face seemed only to egg the raccoon further. A welling sensation filled his loins, akin to the feeling of an erection, yet different. The feeling came like a tidal wave, and passed like one too as he felt the pressure around his groin release, a slight hiss in the air telling him he had just released the contents of his bladder all inside his diaper.

“There, that wasn’t so bad now, was it?” Rocket threw the vibrator behind him, all before grabbing the now yellowed front of Blackjack’s now spent diaper “And it looks like our little bunny is due for a diaper change!”", "pools_count": 0, "title": "Blackjack's Bounty", "deleted": "f", "public": "t", "mimetype": "text/rtf", "pagecount": "1", "rating_id": "2", "rating_name": "Adult", "ratings": [ { "content_tag_id": "4", "name": "Sexual Themes", "description": "Erotic imagery, sexual activity or arousal", "rating_id": "2" } ], "submission_type_id": "12", "type_name": "Writing - Document", "guest_block": "t", "friends_only": "f", "comments_count": "0", "views": "216" }