Louis and Pina star in… “Star of the Show” featuring the members of the Cherryton Drama Club 1.6k words — “W-what? Where am I?” Louis yawned, looking around in a daze. An incredibly bright light was shining in his face, but when he attempted to raise his hand to ward off the blinding flash, he realized that he couldn’t move. “What the hell?” the deer yelled, struggling against his bonds, wincing as his movements did nothing but cause the ropes to constrict even tighter. “Just relax, you silly deer,” Pina grinned, walking out of the shadows and standing over the bound Louis, one foot on either side of his body. “I’m not gonna hurt ya, just ruin your life a little bit.” He chuckled, a sound that made Louis’ blood run cold. Before the deer could respond, however, the sheep forced a gag into his mouth. “God, I’m so sick of hearing your voice. Things were going just fine before you showed back up at Cherryton. I was on track to be the new star of the drama club. People were forgetting you even existed,” Pina began to monologue, crouching down over the deer as he pulled some sort of strange visor out of his bag. “Now, you’re back. And you’re playing Adler. Again.” Pina sighed dramatically, rolling his eyes as he met Louis’ furious-yet-terrified gaze. “As though the students haven’t seen that enough times already.” He placed the visor over Louis’ eyes, switching it on with an exaggerated flick. In an instant, the screen lit up with a mesmerizing pattern of colorful swirls. “Now, there are many ways that I could have gotten rid of you. And I thought about most of them,” Pina continued, popping a pair of earbuds into the struggling deer’s ears. Already Louis’ head had begun to feel fuzzy as the hypnotic stimuli started assaulting his senses, but he continued straining against his bonds. “Ultimately, I decided it would be much more fun to force you to humiliate yourself, you obnoxious little stage hog.” Pina grinned, watching as Louis’ struggles grew weaker, and weaker, until at last the deer laid still, his eyes continuing to fall out of focus as the swirls broke down his resistance. “You’ll clearly never share the stage with anyone else, so I need to make sure you’re too ashamed to set foot near one ever again, you silly diva,” Pina whispered, knowing that Louis couldn’t hear him over the audio file he’d begun to play. Once he was sure that Louis wouldn’t be moving anytime soon, he pulled out a knife. He swiftly cut away the deer’s bindings, smiling as Louis continued to lay perfectly still after being freed, the swirls flashing in his eyes and the voices whispering in his ears working together to relax his body and rewrite his brain. After that was done, Pina took the gag out of the deer’s mouth. “I’m sorry for being such a selfish, egotistical asshole,” Pina giggled, moving the zonked deer’s mouth to make it look like he was talking. “Thank you for ruining my life, I deserve it.” The sheep leaned in closer, almost like he was going in for a kiss, holding Louis’ mouth open. With a smirk, he spit into the deer’s open mouth, before closing it and forcing him to swallow. “Now,” he began, after waiting for about a half an hour to make sure that the hypnosis had truly sunk in, pulling out the earbuds and leaning in to whisper into the tranced deer’s ears. “Here’s what I’m going to have you do.” — Two weeks later, opening night of the year’s run of Adler… — “A-are you sure you don’t want to wear the traditional costume, Louis?” Dom asked, looking at the deer in a mixture of confusion and concern. “Of course not,” the deer replied, his voice firm, charming and commanding even though his eyes were dull and unfocused. “This is much more fitting for the character.” The alterations to the costume had been Pina’s idea of course, whispered into Louis’ ears during the reprogramming process. The costume department, as well as the rest of the club, thought that Louis was insane for ditching his mask, as well as most of his clothing, keeping only the cape, hat, and a small loincloth. His confidence in the idea, combined with the lack of willingness to challenge him, proved to be enough to get the change approved. “If you’re sure, then get ready! You’re onstage in a few minutes,” the peacock shrugged, walking away and leaving Louis alone backstage. “Perfect,” the deer muttered, ripping off the loincloth. “Just enough time to get ready.” He reached into his bag, and pulled out the rest of the outfit that Pina had suggested, hurrying to get ready before his big debut for the semester. The auditorium was completely packed, standing room only. The freshmen, who were the show’s main target audience, were on the edge of their seats. Louis’ acting abilities were legendary on campus, and the idea of finally seeing him in action was thrilling. The upperclassmen, who had seen Louis’ performance in this show before, were only slightly less enthusiastic, curious to see what the drama club’s take on the material would be this year. You could hear a pin drop as the curtains parted, revealing a dark, empty stage. The only sound in the place were Louis’ soft footsteps. Starting slow, then picking up the pace as he began to run. His last minute costume change had gone unnoticed to everyone in the crew, and the audience would never see it coming. So, when he burst out on stage for his first dramatic scene of the night, and Legoshi aimed the spotlight right at him, no one was expecting to see the smart, confident, charismatic lead actor sporting a thick, noisy diaper beneath his flowing cape. For a moment, there was silence. No one knew how to respond as the deer scanned the crowd with his commanding gaze, a smug expression on his face as he sucked noisily on his pacifier. As he stood there, basking in the glow of the spotlight he loved so much, he reached down and squeezed the front of his diaper, relaxing his bladder and allowing a warm stream of piss to flow into his padding. He’d moved his stage mic from his collar to the waistband of the diaper, so the soft hissing sound was magnified through the speakers. The initial stunned reaction of the crowd gave way a little bit, and then all at once. One chipmunk in the audience let out an audible chuckle, and then every animal in the place descended into uproarious laughter. The no recording rule immediately went out the window as students whipped out their phones, taking pictures and videos of the prospective future Beastar’s…bold….take on the beloved play. Louis didn’t care about the reaction of the audience. With the same smug, yet unfocused look in his eyes, he tore off his cape, turned his back to the audience, and got down on his hands and knees, shaking his padded rump for everyone to see. This, of course, only made them laugh louder. Still sucking on his pacifier, Louis held up a hand, asking for the crowd’s silence. It took quite a while for anyone to notice, and longer still before the noise began to die down. Even in this ridiculous state, though, Louis maintained a great deal of influence. In a few minutes, the auditorium had fallen silent once again. Perhaps Louis’ diaper wetting had been a key part of the show after all? Where could he be going with this? Louis smirked even wider as the crowd’s noise faded. He loved demonstrating his dominance and control over social situations. Once he could feel that all eyes were on him, he chuckled, sure no one would miss his next dramatic move. He turned his head to look at the crowd, crouching down further, arching his back and raising his padded rump as high as he could while still on his hands and knees. With a wiggle of his tail, he began grunting and moaning, feeling the gas bubble up inside him until at last, in perhaps his most glorious moment on stage, he let out a massive fart, directly into his microphone. The laughter began again, although this time it was partially drowned out as Louis continued farting, straining his muscles as he pushed a log of shit into the seat of his diaper, causing it to visibly expand beneath the spotlight. He continued filling his diaper for the audience, and as it began to sag down towards his knees, he wiggled his hips, causing the padding to swing back and forth. Pina chuckled to himself, filming the deer’s humiliation from backstage. Everything had gone according to his plan. Even zonked out of his mind, Louis remained just as much of an attention whore as he’d always been. How the night would end, the sheep didn’t know for sure. Maybe Louis would be carted off somewhere to have his head examined. Maybe he’d come to his senses, and transfer schools. Perhaps, and this was the option Pina hoped for, Louis would remain at Cherryton, the school’s new laughingstock. To be honest, though, Pina didn’t really care what happened to Louis. As he watched, the deer moaned loudly, continuing to blast out earthshaking farts as his diaper proceeded to bloat and expand until it nearly reached the floor. Just as Louis spit out his pacifier and started to suck on his thumb, grinding his messy diaper into the stage, someone backstage finally had the sense to close the curtain on the deer’s performance. A smirk spread across Pina’s face, as the sheep knew that there would be no way Louis would be allowed to go on again. “There’s only room for one star on this stage, Louis,” he whispered, heading to the costume department to prepare for his inevitable emergency fitting before the second act. “Looks like that’s me.”