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He wrote the story based on a prompt I gave him. It's fast, fun, and a Naughty Update to the Stocking Stuffer!\n\nIn this story, you're just watching some college classmates give their presentation on a project they were assigned to do... wait, was that one of them always in diapers? That's... [s]strange[/s] normal, right?\n\nCurious about what this \"Stocking Stuffer\" thing is? Find out the details [url=https://www.furaffinity.net/journal/11254840/]here[/url], and check out one of the most recent Master Lists [url=https://www.furaffinity.net/journal/11279091/]here[/url]!\n\n[url=http://www.postybirb.com]Posted using PostyBirb[/url]", "description_bbcode_parsed": "For my penultimate Stocking Stuffer 2025 update, here is a shorter commission I bought from the amazingly talented Vorean Vilris on Bluesky! He wrote the story based on a prompt I gave him. It's fast, fun, and a Naughty Update to the Stocking Stuffer!

In this story, you're just watching some college classmates give their presentation on a project they were assigned to do... wait, was that one of them always in diapers? That's... strange normal, right?

Curious about what this "Stocking Stuffer" thing is? Find out the details here, and check out one of the most recent Master Lists here!

Posted using PostyBirb", "writing": "\"Welcome Class. I am Professor O?Malley.\"\n\n\"I have assigned all of you, prior to our first meeting, for a very specific purpose.\"\n\n\"Today, is the first time many of you are meeting for the first time, and this will be my first time really getting to know you.\"\n\n\"My emails were sent out with specific directions. You all, chose directly to venture into the field of psychology.\"\n\n\"Prior to our class beginning, I assigned you all, every single one, with a special assignment. I pretended you were exclusive to this assignment, like extra credit. But you all received the same one. I assigned you in pairs of two.\"\n\n\"To meet one another and make a summary of your first impressions of one another, how important it is, and what you discovered about each other. And to make YOUR first impression with class, a good one.\"\n\n\"We make judgements based on faces in a tenth of a second. Trustworthiness, attractiveness, and competence. Positive impressions, lead us to assume further ones. From expressions, to clothing, to grooming, to posture. Eye contact, body language, smiling, even a handshake can convey much. And once we have our impression of the other person, that impression is typically instilled and hard to dismiss. We subconsciously seek out proof to validate our theory. It is a survival instinct.\"\n\n\"...So let us begin with our first video.\"\n\n\"Adrian Pyre and Milo Stripes will be presenting their video first.\"\n\n=====================================================\n\nThe monitor before you stirred the blip in the center warping instantaneously as color and light filled the room, illuminating many muzzles, Mr. Pyre and Mr. Stripes among them.\n\nYou hadn?t anticipated the first thing to be shown on the screen was a black-and-white scaled runty lizard clad in naught but, first, a strawberry-colored collar with gaudy rhinestones that shimmered in the fluorescent lights of...a bathroom.\n\nAnd, lastly but not least, the thick, medical-grade diaper, four tapes that extended up to the reptile?s stomach. Their striped tail was hiked, posterior angled toward the camera, and as they lurched forward, obscuring their muzzle, the visage of another, arms crossed in a black wifebeater, snorted the red-scaled companion of this classmate, their feral yellow contrasting the domesticated blue of his friend.\n\n\"Go on, Milo. Show the potty who?s boss, kobold.\"\n\nThe words seemed to resonate with Milo, as with a telltale grunt, exertion delivered effortlessly, you could see the strain knitting on the aforementioned kobold heeded his dragon?s orders. A blush tinted his cheeks, and you became acutely aware that the camera was seated on a toilet. This poor creature was a very moments away from utilizing the bathroom properly, disrobing and seating himself would?ve been all that was required. Yet without so much as a first thought to the act, their bowels gave way, the churning inside released with a loud noise. None could mistake the telltale beginning of the reptile?s deposit, and when they slowly went from their earlier lean to squatting down proper, hunkering and putting palms to their knees, there was no room for doubt.\n\nThe cascading hiss that lightly discolored the diaper from its? hue to more of an albescent color...initially. The kobold had soaked and drenched their diaper, in mere seconds, the toddler like-expression their muzzle clear. Their eyes had rolled up in ecstasy, and it was clear from the lack of competency in potty-training was accompanied by...further impressions as you saw the underside of their inky tail, white scales held high and lofty as they pushed, the color shifting to a fallow one.\n\nThe mindless look on their face that reveled in ecstasy. The lack of clothing beyond a collar to mark ownership and the immediate adherence to a command that left them on camera, the lack of composure either...you didn?t mean to notice it, but in scanning the kobold you had seen the little bits of drool that had run down their maw, the bliss of relief clearly transparent. No eye contact was broached, and yet they were shameless, smiling perversely as their diaper filled, deposit after deposit snaking its? way to the seat of the little reptile?s padding, sagging further and further, distended with each load.\n\nBefore the deed was done, the grinning dragon in the background having only been beaming even more all the while as he witnessed his demanded spectacle take place. Closing the distance to Milo, he ruffled the kobold?s scales. Everyone watching was aghast, and the video itself was paused.\n\nYour own stomach felt uneasy.\n\n\"ADRIAN! MILO! WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS?! THIS ATROCI-\"\n\nThe suave, collected voice reminded you of a douchebag at first. You had to be honest.\n\nSome know-it-all, but not in a nerdy way. The confident, ?doesn?t give a shit about you?, type of way.\n\nYour eyes caught the burly jock as he stood from his chair, clapping his paws.\n\n\"I thought that was a MARVELOUS, no PERFECT, first impression of us, for the rest of the class, right Milo?\"\n\nThere was a soft whimpering voice that emanated aside from him, a telltale crinkle giving way to the realization that the aforementioned kobold in the video, had been sitting at his dragon?s side, giving submissive groans of agreement. Luckily there was no befoulment of their air. Yet despite the anger the professor once held, the dragon was quick to capitalize on the silence he had been made in projecting his opinion.\n\n\"If anyone else thinks otherwise, it?s clear they?re just jealous of our video being stellar. Honestly, you all spend the rest of this video admiring MY hard work, and Milo being a phenomenal partner!\"\n\nThere was a moment where the disdain and vehemency of the class against being made to witness this deplorable act of raunchy and kinky debauchery...died.\n\nThe looks in everyone?s faces, obscured by the light of a frozen monitor showcasing Milo?s muddy diaper, all swapped in the strangest of fashions. And before you could even register it, even your own heartbeat slowed its? pace, as you thought about it.\n\n...Was he right?\n\nThis impression...was flawless, perfect in execution.\n\nYou had no mistakes once so ever in assuming their roles. Adrian Pyre was the superior and Milo Stripes was the inferior. Milo was a diaper-needing, obedient slave to a dragon and happy to soil himself on command and wear diapers anywhere he was told, and Adrian reveled in his complete control and security that he was right, in most if not all things, from how he spoke. There was no mistaking, no way to peg the two of them wrong. In but a swift motion, the first impression was...perhaps startling, but definitely a strong one.\n\nBesides...what was wrong with it, again?\n\nYou bit your lower lip.\n\nWere you...really just so jealous? Was this really just a brilliant show of genius?\n\n\"...I...I apologize for the interruption, Mr. Pyre. You only get to make a first impression once. I?ll resume the clip.\"\n\n\"You do that. I expect you to make this up to me later, it?s your duty as a teacher.\"\n\n\"Of course. My duty.\"\n\nThe exchange was swift, rapid-pace, and hearing the professor sheepishly apologize for such a radical reaction seemed to stymie the students who stood back into sitting. You winced at the thought of your own presentation.\n\nThe radical groundbreaking introduction would be an insanely difficult one to follow...why hadn?t YOU thought of it? You almost WISHED, Adrian had been your partner. Milo was so lucky...\n\nAs the scene swapped, you saw both Adrian and Milo?s first impressions of one another...through name alone.\n\nMilo was first. But that wasn?t the visage of a kobold.\n\nIt was a skunk.\n\nThe mephitidae cleared his throat as he began, adjusting the green collar shirt he wore. If this had been the Milo you first met, you might?ve had an entirely different opinion. Attraction, perhaps, even. He was cute, in a shy and subdued way.\n\n\"I...I?m really excited, really really excited to meet my partner for this assignment. He?s a dragon, evidently? We were told the species of our partners, as a precursor to the meeting. Biases and all....and we were told to record our thoughts on a stranger. So well, I just thought this would be appropriate. I mean, dragons are wise, benevolent, and sagacious in all the stories I hear. Sure, powerful, but well...they run the world in a lot of fashions. Maybe that?s, uh, ?bias?, but you see them on the top of corporations and just businesses in general. They?re a savvy lot with a lot to say and they command respect. I mean, they?ve got legions of fans in kobolds alone, a demographic that grows and swells almost nightly.\"\n\nMilo rubbed the back of his neck, giving a soft laugh. \"But I?m not as big a fanboy as any kobold, mind you. I just...hope he?s anything like the best of dragons. And well, maybe I?m just hopeful it means an easy grade. This might, uh, sound horrible though. But it?s kind of what I got, given nothing besides a species and a name. I?m sure he?s nice and well...we?ll see what type of person he is!\"\n\nThere was a little cackle in your own throat, and several others.\n\nMilo?s words seemed...so unlike Milo to you. Like he was just pretending to be something he wasn?t. He couldn?t trick you that easily. No way. If THAT had been your first impression instead of something so raw and visceral like him filling his diapers, you would?ve NEVER understood him properly at all, deceived with such a poor greeting!\n\nYet you held your breath instinctively, as Adrian?s muzzle popped up on the screen. He looked lazy, wearing a leather jacket adorned with spikes, a generally grungy punk look as he leaned back in a chair, his legs kicked on another one, as he rolled his eyes, looking at an envelope before shucking it over his shoulder.\n\n\"Got the meeting place. Got the species; skunk. Don?t care about the name. Skunks are all a bunch of fawning smelly dorks anyway, no freaking exception.\" he teased, a toothy grin taking up permanent residence on his maw.\n\n\"But he thinks he?s some sort of big boy, I bet. But really, that?d be a HORRIBLE first impression...a bunch of lies out the gate, pretending to be something he isn?t? I mean, first impressions hafta be important if we?re making it our first topic in class. So why not show y?all how you?re supposed to behave around dragons, eh?\"\n\nA lazy wave of Adrian?s wave as he wriggled his fingers, ensnared you like it was the most important gesture of your life. You didn?t even notice the wet noises that had suddenly began transpiring to your left, eyes glued to the screen like everyone else.\n\n\"Milo would make a horrible impression as a free-willed skunk. Our project would tank. But as a diaper-filling sycophant slave of a kobold eager to do my bidding, and lap at my crotch? That?s one incredible way to make sure everyone?s on the same page. And I?ll make sure to take plenty of footage so you all can take notes.\"\n\nNotes!\n\nYou should be taking notes!\n\nYou winced at your lack of pen and paper, you should?ve been prepared!\n\nAnd then you heard twice as many noises, the wet slurping from your left, now being emitted on the screen. A phone?s footage of a diapered kobold, the trace remains of a skunk?s tuft of fur on their head slowly receding into scale, as they lavished a rather impressive nine inches of draconic heat.\n\nYour nose twinged lightly as the room smelt of musk...and then stink.\n\nBut you didn?t register it as offensive anymore. Pangs of jealousness filled your mind.\n\nAs you heard your classmate?s voice, a little strained, but still masculine and clear break through.\n\n\"H-Hey Teach? Mm. As for owing me...I think everyone here wants to...mmph. That?s right you nasty bitch....\"\n\nAdrian pushed a paw to their lap, to the back of Milo?s eager bobbing head.\n\n\"I think everyone here wants to redo their project. Why not let them do it with me? I can make sure we all have the RIGHT first impressions of each other.\"\n\nThe voice chirped back immediately.\n\n\"O-Of course, Mr. Pyre! Everyone, please listen to his instructions!\"\n\nYour eyes met that shining yellow, a little fire licking from his teeth as he was sucked off. He was looking at you head on.\n\n\"...I think you?d make an excellent pamper-packer.\"\n\n\"Don?t you?\"\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": ""Welcome Class. I am Professor O?Malley."

"I have assigned all of you, prior to our first meeting, for a very specific purpose."

"Today, is the first time many of you are meeting for the first time, and this will be my first time really getting to know you."

"My emails were sent out with specific directions. You all, chose directly to venture into the field of psychology."

"Prior to our class beginning, I assigned you all, every single one, with a special assignment. I pretended you were exclusive to this assignment, like extra credit. But you all received the same one. I assigned you in pairs of two."

"To meet one another and make a summary of your first impressions of one another, how important it is, and what you discovered about each other. And to make YOUR first impression with class, a good one."

"We make judgements based on faces in a tenth of a second. Trustworthiness, attractiveness, and competence. Positive impressions, lead us to assume further ones. From expressions, to clothing, to grooming, to posture. Eye contact, body language, smiling, even a handshake can convey much. And once we have our impression of the other person, that impression is typically instilled and hard to dismiss. We subconsciously seek out proof to validate our theory. It is a survival instinct."

"...So let us begin with our first video."

"Adrian Pyre and Milo Stripes will be presenting their video first."

=====================================================

The monitor before you stirred the blip in the center warping instantaneously as color and light filled the room, illuminating many muzzles, Mr. Pyre and Mr. Stripes among them.

You hadn?t anticipated the first thing to be shown on the screen was a black-and-white scaled runty lizard clad in naught but, first, a strawberry-colored collar with gaudy rhinestones that shimmered in the fluorescent lights of...a bathroom.

And, lastly but not least, the thick, medical-grade diaper, four tapes that extended up to the reptile?s stomach. Their striped tail was hiked, posterior angled toward the camera, and as they lurched forward, obscuring their muzzle, the visage of another, arms crossed in a black wifebeater, snorted the red-scaled companion of this classmate, their feral yellow contrasting the domesticated blue of his friend.

"Go on, Milo. Show the potty who?s boss, kobold."

The words seemed to resonate with Milo, as with a telltale grunt, exertion delivered effortlessly, you could see the strain knitting on the aforementioned kobold heeded his dragon?s orders. A blush tinted his cheeks, and you became acutely aware that the camera was seated on a toilet. This poor creature was a very moments away from utilizing the bathroom properly, disrobing and seating himself would?ve been all that was required. Yet without so much as a first thought to the act, their bowels gave way, the churning inside released with a loud noise. None could mistake the telltale beginning of the reptile?s deposit, and when they slowly went from their earlier lean to squatting down proper, hunkering and putting palms to their knees, there was no room for doubt.

The cascading hiss that lightly discolored the diaper from its? hue to more of an albescent color...initially. The kobold had soaked and drenched their diaper, in mere seconds, the toddler like-expression their muzzle clear. Their eyes had rolled up in ecstasy, and it was clear from the lack of competency in potty-training was accompanied by...further impressions as you saw the underside of their inky tail, white scales held high and lofty as they pushed, the color shifting to a fallow one.

The mindless look on their face that reveled in ecstasy. The lack of clothing beyond a collar to mark ownership and the immediate adherence to a command that left them on camera, the lack of composure either...you didn?t mean to notice it, but in scanning the kobold you had seen the little bits of drool that had run down their maw, the bliss of relief clearly transparent. No eye contact was broached, and yet they were shameless, smiling perversely as their diaper filled, deposit after deposit snaking its? way to the seat of the little reptile?s padding, sagging further and further, distended with each load.

Before the deed was done, the grinning dragon in the background having only been beaming even more all the while as he witnessed his demanded spectacle take place. Closing the distance to Milo, he ruffled the kobold?s scales. Everyone watching was aghast, and the video itself was paused.

Your own stomach felt uneasy.

"ADRIAN! MILO! WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS?! THIS ATROCI-"

The suave, collected voice reminded you of a douchebag at first. You had to be honest.

Some know-it-all, but not in a nerdy way. The confident, ?doesn?t give a shit about you?, type of way.

Your eyes caught the burly jock as he stood from his chair, clapping his paws.

"I thought that was a MARVELOUS, no PERFECT, first impression of us, for the rest of the class, right Milo?"

There was a soft whimpering voice that emanated aside from him, a telltale crinkle giving way to the realization that the aforementioned kobold in the video, had been sitting at his dragon?s side, giving submissive groans of agreement. Luckily there was no befoulment of their air. Yet despite the anger the professor once held, the dragon was quick to capitalize on the silence he had been made in projecting his opinion.

"If anyone else thinks otherwise, it?s clear they?re just jealous of our video being stellar. Honestly, you all spend the rest of this video admiring MY hard work, and Milo being a phenomenal partner!"

There was a moment where the disdain and vehemency of the class against being made to witness this deplorable act of raunchy and kinky debauchery...died.

The looks in everyone?s faces, obscured by the light of a frozen monitor showcasing Milo?s muddy diaper, all swapped in the strangest of fashions. And before you could even register it, even your own heartbeat slowed its? pace, as you thought about it.

...Was he right?

This impression...was flawless, perfect in execution.

You had no mistakes once so ever in assuming their roles. Adrian Pyre was the superior and Milo Stripes was the inferior. Milo was a diaper-needing, obedient slave to a dragon and happy to soil himself on command and wear diapers anywhere he was told, and Adrian reveled in his complete control and security that he was right, in most if not all things, from how he spoke. There was no mistaking, no way to peg the two of them wrong. In but a swift motion, the first impression was...perhaps startling, but definitely a strong one.

Besides...what was wrong with it, again?

You bit your lower lip.

Were you...really just so jealous? Was this really just a brilliant show of genius?

"...I...I apologize for the interruption, Mr. Pyre. You only get to make a first impression once. I?ll resume the clip."

"You do that. I expect you to make this up to me later, it?s your duty as a teacher."

"Of course. My duty."

The exchange was swift, rapid-pace, and hearing the professor sheepishly apologize for such a radical reaction seemed to stymie the students who stood back into sitting. You winced at the thought of your own presentation.

The radical groundbreaking introduction would be an insanely difficult one to follow...why hadn?t YOU thought of it? You almost WISHED, Adrian had been your partner. Milo was so lucky...

As the scene swapped, you saw both Adrian and Milo?s first impressions of one another...through name alone.

Milo was first. But that wasn?t the visage of a kobold.

It was a skunk.

The mephitidae cleared his throat as he began, adjusting the green collar shirt he wore. If this had been the Milo you first met, you might?ve had an entirely different opinion. Attraction, perhaps, even. He was cute, in a shy and subdued way.

"I...I?m really excited, really really excited to meet my partner for this assignment. He?s a dragon, evidently? We were told the species of our partners, as a precursor to the meeting. Biases and all....and we were told to record our thoughts on a stranger. So well, I just thought this would be appropriate. I mean, dragons are wise, benevolent, and sagacious in all the stories I hear. Sure, powerful, but well...they run the world in a lot of fashions. Maybe that?s, uh, ?bias?, but you see them on the top of corporations and just businesses in general. They?re a savvy lot with a lot to say and they command respect. I mean, they?ve got legions of fans in kobolds alone, a demographic that grows and swells almost nightly."

Milo rubbed the back of his neck, giving a soft laugh. "But I?m not as big a fanboy as any kobold, mind you. I just...hope he?s anything like the best of dragons. And well, maybe I?m just hopeful it means an easy grade. This might, uh, sound horrible though. But it?s kind of what I got, given nothing besides a species and a name. I?m sure he?s nice and well...we?ll see what type of person he is!"

There was a little cackle in your own throat, and several others.

Milo?s words seemed...so unlike Milo to you. Like he was just pretending to be something he wasn?t. He couldn?t trick you that easily. No way. If THAT had been your first impression instead of something so raw and visceral like him filling his diapers, you would?ve NEVER understood him properly at all, deceived with such a poor greeting!

Yet you held your breath instinctively, as Adrian?s muzzle popped up on the screen. He looked lazy, wearing a leather jacket adorned with spikes, a generally grungy punk look as he leaned back in a chair, his legs kicked on another one, as he rolled his eyes, looking at an envelope before shucking it over his shoulder.

"Got the meeting place. Got the species; skunk. Don?t care about the name. Skunks are all a bunch of fawning smelly dorks anyway, no freaking exception." he teased, a toothy grin taking up permanent residence on his maw.

"But he thinks he?s some sort of big boy, I bet. But really, that?d be a HORRIBLE first impression...a bunch of lies out the gate, pretending to be something he isn?t? I mean, first impressions hafta be important if we?re making it our first topic in class. So why not show y?all how you?re supposed to behave around dragons, eh?"

A lazy wave of Adrian?s wave as he wriggled his fingers, ensnared you like it was the most important gesture of your life. You didn?t even notice the wet noises that had suddenly began transpiring to your left, eyes glued to the screen like everyone else.

"Milo would make a horrible impression as a free-willed skunk. Our project would tank. But as a diaper-filling sycophant slave of a kobold eager to do my bidding, and lap at my crotch? That?s one incredible way to make sure everyone?s on the same page. And I?ll make sure to take plenty of footage so you all can take notes."

Notes!

You should be taking notes!

You winced at your lack of pen and paper, you should?ve been prepared!

And then you heard twice as many noises, the wet slurping from your left, now being emitted on the screen. A phone?s footage of a diapered kobold, the trace remains of a skunk?s tuft of fur on their head slowly receding into scale, as they lavished a rather impressive nine inches of draconic heat.

Your nose twinged lightly as the room smelt of musk...and then stink.

But you didn?t register it as offensive anymore. Pangs of jealousness filled your mind.

As you heard your classmate?s voice, a little strained, but still masculine and clear break through.

"H-Hey Teach? Mm. As for owing me...I think everyone here wants to...mmph. That?s right you nasty bitch...."

Adrian pushed a paw to their lap, to the back of Milo?s eager bobbing head.

"I think everyone here wants to redo their project. Why not let them do it with me? I can make sure we all have the RIGHT first impressions of each other."

The voice chirped back immediately.

"O-Of course, Mr. Pyre! Everyone, please listen to his instructions!"

Your eyes met that shining yellow, a little fire licking from his teeth as he was sucked off. He was looking at you head on.

"...I think you?d make an excellent pamper-packer."

"Don?t you?"

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