Kululu Regression “Kukukuku… what do we have here?” Fresh off the latest near tragedy he’d instigated, Kululu was taking a tour around the Hinata hour to survey the damage. Unfortunately, the Hinata’s themselves seemed to be taking things in stride. He did manage to find something of interest just outside the home, however. “I had nearly forgotten about you.” Crawling around a tent right outside the Hinata house was a familiar looking little red tadpole wearing a delightfully fitting skull bib and sucking on a pacifier. Kululu hefted the little creature up by the armpits and gave him a look over. The corporal still had his trademark glare even as baby. He still had his temper too. Kululu had only held him a moment before he started kicking his legs and wiggling his arms in a futile attempt to strike the yellow frog. Kululu quickly got tired of holding the wiggling infant and took a seat outside of Giroro’s tent, setting little Giroro in his lap as he did. The tadpole crawled up Kululu’s chest, still shooting him that angry glare, and reached up to swipe at his face. He barely managed to strike the chin, and the weak smack just made Kululu laugh. “Kukuku! We’ll have to do something about that behavior problem of yours, Corporal.” There was an incredible feeling of satisfaction as Kululu overpowered Giroro, grabbing the little hand and pulling it aside. Giroro struggled against the grip of course, but in this state, there was nothing he could do. Kululu let loose another laugh as he pondered what punishments he could inflict on the child. He raised his hand as if to spank the little frog. Giroro stared up at his hand, clearly aware of the punishment coming to him. Kululu savored the frightened look in the tadpole’s eyes for a moment. Then he noticed something. The corporal was suckling harder and harder on the pacifier with each lingering moment that Kululu held his hand high. Kululu pondered that for just a moment, then reached out and snatched the toy right from Giroro’s mouth. “WAAAAAHHHH!” Giroro let loose with a magnificent cry in his deep bellowing voice. Kululu let go of the tadpole’s hand, and was pleased to see that the Corporal went right after him again. This time his even managed to land a couple of solid blows on Kululu’s chin in the middle of the tantrum. “My you are a needy child. Kukuku…” Kululu just watched and laughed as Giroro descended into the impotent rage of an infant. He relished the little thing kicking and pounding on his chest. Eventually though, the noise of his bellows grew a bit less satisfying and a touch more annoying. “Fine then, have it your way,” he said as he returned the pacifier rather forcefully to Giroro’s mouth. True to its name, the toy quieted the temperamental child almost immediately. Giroro went from kicking and screaming back to suckling in less than a few moments. Kululu found he was even more compliant then before, too focused on the toy’s return to be angry evidently. Even his angry eyes had turned in the direction of the pacifier, or perhaps the hand Kululu was still resting on it. The yellow frog’s eyes lit up as he thought about this curious phenomenon. He knew he had to test it out. The yard echoed with another whine as the pacifier was removed again. This time the little frog didn’t have time to work up a proper tantrum though, as Kululu presented it less than a moment later. A few more tests accompanied by a few more delightful bellows soon confirmed Kululu’s suspicions. He let the Corporal rest for a moment once the little frog wrapped his tiny arms around his, clearly attempting to stop him from pulling back yet again. “Kukuku. You are a needy little brat, aren’t you?” Kululu brought a hand to his lips as he pondered just what he could do with this little reflex Giroro had developed. One more test was needed. He removed the pacifier once more, flinging Giroro’s hands away as he did. This time with another goal in mind, he didn’t even care to notice the shout that came afterwards. He moved with purpose, sticking the alternate hand into the tadpole’s mouth just as he had done the toy before. Giroro took to it just as he had the pacifier. Suckling it and chewing on it with his little gums. Kululu let out another laugh as he enjoyed the sensation of Giroro’s mouth wrapped around his hand, his small tongue running vigorously over his fingers. The yellow frog was more than pleasantly surprised to note the Corporal’s reaction. In no time at all more deliciously vile thoughts started to fill his mind. Giroro took notice of this. His eyes widened as Kululu’s cock began to press against his little backside. Still the Corporal didn’t stop suckling. “Would my needy little corporal like a treat?” Kululu ran his fingers around Giroro’s mouth, stretching the tadpole’s lips here and there. Giroro responded by biting him, or, more accurately, by pressing his gums hard against Kululu’s hand. “Kukukuku…” Kululu just laughed as the corporal suddenly resumed a struggle, pulling at the yellow frog’s arm and kicking at his cock. That laughing kept up as he removed the hand pulling it softly back against Giroro’s struggles. The infant started to cry again, but it was drowned out by that devilish, echoing laughter. Kululu once again hefted Giroro up by the underarms. This time though, he set the little frog down in front of his lap, rather than on top of it. For just a second Giroro stopped crying. He simply stared with a wide-eye look of horror at the shaft in front of him. Kululu was more than happy to see such a reaction, moreso when the crying resumed after he set a hand on the back of Giroro’s head. The noise didn’t keep up for long though. As soon as it was pressed against his tongue, little Giroro started to suckle on the tip of Kululu’s cock. “K-ku-k-“ Kululu’s laugh stifled as he felt Giroro’s mouth on him. The tadpole bit and smacked at the cock, even as he continued to suck it with such vigor. The pleasure was far more than physical though. Giroro’s eyes were wide and tearful. The Corporal was unable to stop his infantile reflex as long as Kululu held his head in place. The Major took the opportunity to quietly mock him for this failure by waving the pacifier that had encouraged this mess in front of his eyes. Soon enough the tears were running down Giroro’s cheeks. Spurred on by the sight, Kululu began to thrust into the Corporal. He did what he could to hold himself back, not getting more than half his shaft in at any time. Merely watching Giroro was almost enticing enough to make him cum, but he didn’t want to end the torture too soon. With a little more work he hoped to get a bit more than tears out of the little, red frog. Eventually he got his way. What little struggle Giroro still had in him was finished in a few minutes. His arms stopped smacking at the cock and instead rested on it, just like they had on Kululu’s arm earlier. The biting didn’t stop, but the suckling grew more intense, and Giroro shut his eyes as another wave of tears washed down his face. He was growing more frightened, and every bit of panic he was feeling channeled right into that delightful reflex. At that point Kululu stopped holding back. his laugh broke and his head fell back. “Kuku…Ku…ku-aaaah…” He ended with a long sigh as he came in the Corporal’s mouth. He glanced down to see the wonderful sight of Giroro’s eyes shooting open as he sucked down the first few spurts of cum. It instantly dawned on him how to make the moment even more delicious, though. He pulled back in an instant, removing Giroro from his dick and splashing the tadpole’s face with two heavy splashes of semen. Giroro was too shocked to even cry as he stared up at his tormentor. The very instant the last splash landed on Giroro’s face though, Kululu one-upped himself by tossing the little frog away. With a thud, Giroro landed on his back in front of the yellow frog. Before long, he’d started crying again. It took a moment, just long enough for Kululu to lower his head back down and get a good look at his little victim, but Giroro had once again seemingly gathered up the energy for a fit. Clearly, he didn’t have quite as much energy as he’d had before though. This time the bellows were long and drawn-out, and though there was flailing of the arms and legs, it was far weaker and slower. Oddly, the little guy also seemed to possess a surprisingly stiff little erection between his meekly kicking legs. Kululu couldn’t help but laugh at the sight. With a callous toss, Kululu struck the crying tadpole in the head with the pacifier. It landed beside Giroro, but he didn’t take notice. He merely kept up his fit. Kululu reached down and played with his softening cock as he watched.“My goodness you look so miserable, Corporal. Covered in cum and tears. Kukukuku…”Kululu turned away from the infant and over to another part of the yard. His eyes landed on the device that had left him this little prize, one he’d now mark as one of his personal favorite inventions: the de-age-ifier raygun. “You’ve given me an absolutely marvelous idea…” A shout and a slam shook the Hinata house as Giroro charged through the door of Keroro’s room screaming, “Where’s Kululu!” with both a canon and a machine gun in hand. “Oh, hey, Giroro. What’s up?” Keroro didn’t even turn to glance at the frog that had just burst in as he focused on delicately gluing the legs of a Hyaku-Shiki together. His attention was drawn when the model disintegrated in his hands, however. In an instant, he was staring down the barrel of a bazooka. He rushed out the best answer he could think of in a panic, “How should I know? I’m not his keeper!” Giroro responded with a blast to Keroro’s face. “How can you not be keeping track of your men?” As a cloud of smoke cleared from the Sergeant, he managed to choke out another excuse. “Since when is that my job?” Another blast from Giroro shut him up again. Distracted by the ensuing explosion and scream respectively, neither Keroro nor Giroro noticed when a third, black frog skipped through the open door to join them. “Hello, Sergeant!” Tamama announced himself with a cheer as he skipped towards the still smoking Keroro, a bundle of red cloth in his arms. Though Giroro kept his aim firmly on Keroro for the moment, Keroro managed to turn in his explosion-addled state. Tamama happily extended his arms to show the sergeant the bundle. “Someone left this on your doorstep, Sarge. Can we keep it?” After dusting the ash off, Keroro looked quizzically at the little bundle. Inside was a small yellow frog with a little orange kitten hat and a pink bib and pacifier. Most curious though, was the pair of spiral glasses covering its eyes. “Funny. I don’t remember ordering a baby,” Keroro remarked as he took the bundle from Tamama. “A-a b-baby?” Giroro’s eyes went white and he turned his weaponry on the bundle. His arms started to shake as he stared at it. The little frog’s glasses shined as he turned to face the Corporal, and the round head of his pacifier folded back slowly. “I think he’s related to Kululu.” Tamama clapped his hands together cheerfully as he spoke. Keroro didn’t even notice as he stared at the infantile Keronian in his arms. “I didn’t think Kululu would have a son.” As the Sergeant finished his thought, a dart flew from the baby’s pacifier, striking Giroro firmly in the forehead and sending him to the floor with a surprising amount of force. “But he sure does look related,” Keroro commented as the pacifier closed back up. The little bundle started to wiggle in Keroro’s arms, prompting Tamama to get uncomfortable close to the Sergeant as he leaned over the baby. “Uh oh, I think he want’s something! Are you okay, little guy?” “Oh crap! What do you do with babies?” Keroro stared blankly at the infant for a moment. Then the squirming quickly got worse. Soon, the Sergeant could barely keep his hands on the bundle. In the span of a few seconds he’d gone from holding the child like a football to tossing it back and forth like a baseball. “AH! This isn’t my responsibility! Where’s Kululu?!” In his panic, Keroro soon completely lost hold of the child. With a thud, it slipped out of his hands and landed right beside the currently unconscious Giroro. With another scream, Keroro watched the baby hit the ground and resume its wiggling with even more effort. He wasted no more time in making his way to the minifridge in the corner of his room, charging into the secret base and screaming Kululu's name as he went. Tamama weighed his options for just a second. First looking to the baby on the floor, then to the fridge. The second he noticed a tear peeking out from under the infant’s glasses, he made his decision. “Uh! Wait for me, Sarge!” He shouted as he too barreled towards the minifridge. The very moment that Keroro and Tamama had left, that tear vanished from the little Keronian’s eye. Kululu shook as he tried to laugh through the pacifier he was happily suckling on. He turned to glance at the unconscious Corporal, first noting his white eyes and blush, then looking lower. He shook again when he saw that the dart was already taking effect. Giroro was starting to show the beginnings of what would doubtlessly be an impressive erection. All it took was a bit of rolling for Kululu to work himself out of his little blanket. In just a moment he rolled out of the fold and right into Giroro, shaking the Corporal awake. “Wh-what hit me?” Giroro blinked as he lifted his head. His vision cleared just in time to see the small, yellow frog climbing onto his chest. “Baby?” His head fell back and he stared at the ceiling as Kululu climbed higher onto him. “Wasn’t there something about a baby?” Kululu ignored what the Corporal was saying for the time being, turning instead to look at a more interesting part of the red frog. Giroro was fully erect now, and at this size, he looked like an absolute giant. The little frog shook with anticipation as he crawled towards the shaft. Hs own little erection was soon showing itself nicely as well. “Grah!” With a gasp Giroro hefted himself up on his elbows when he felt a tiny hand grasp the head of his shaft. Kululu lost his balance when the Corporal moved underneath him, sliding forward on his stomach and ending up with his face pressed against the shaft for a single sweet moment. Then Giroro shifted again, this time leaping fully to a stand. With another thud Kululu landed on his back again. Without his blanket to cushion him this time, the little frog felt the force shake his whole body, and for a moment he was left squirming in pleasure while Giroro stared. “K-Kululu? What are y-“ Suddenly, Giroro’s body started to quake, and he went quiet. A moment later he was on his knees, trying to hold back shaky arms and staring dead-eyed at his painfully pulsing cock. Kululu took the opportunity to get back on all fours and approach. He reached up to that throbbing shaft with a devilish glint in his eye and, with a rough pull, lifted himself onto his knees in front of the Corporal. Kululu tried to appear innocent as he wrapped his arms around the relatively gigantic shaft, sucking softly on his pacifier and mustering a tear to the edge of his glasses. However, when he saw Giroro’s wide eye’s and gritted teeth looking back at him, the little frog couldn’t help but quake with laughter. He made sure the shaft quaked with him as he did, too. He held onto it nice and tight and made sure to give it a nice rub against his cheek, nicking the tip with one of his cute little ears. For a moment, the tadpole was completely in control. Giroro shook and stared while his cock beat with arousal against Kululu’s face. And for that moment the tadpole continued to laugh. Then, Giroro raised a hand and with a solid smack to the face sent Kululu rolling away from him. Giroro let loose a gasp as soon as he realized he’d been holding his breath throughout the ordeal. Kululu nearly loosed one himself as he felt his face pulse with heat. His eyes started to genuinely tear up and his body writhed as he pressed his hands against the red mark on his cheek. Knowing he needed more, as well as how to get it, he did his best to let out a cry, though the effort was stifled by the pacifier still in his mouth. It didn’t take long at all for Giroro to respond exactly as Kululu had hoped he would. In just a few strides he was standing above the crying infant with his still throbbing cock hanging just out of Kululu’s reach. His eyes were lidded in a vicious glare and his stance was wide. Finally, he was looking like a predator instead of prey. The little frog’s cock throbbed and his ass clenched at the thought. “What did you do to me, you brat?!” Giroro shouted as he leaned down to pick up the troublemaker. He grabbed Kululu by a single leg and jerked him up to eye level, still crying and holding his face. “You’re not fooling anyone! Spill it!”Kululu followed the Corporal’s other hand a he lifted it threateningly. Giroro didn’t wait for an answer, not that he would have gotten one, and swung for Kululu’s behind. The infant’s whole body stiffened under the force of the smack as he felt the pain surge quickly from his rear down his entire body. His tail jutted high and his arms tightened his hands against his face. He had less than a moment to let his body relax afterwards, as Giroro loosed his rage in one swing after another. By the time the fourth strike came, tears were streaming down Kululu’s face. He sucked in his breath, practically swallowing his toy to stifle his desire to scream for more. After a few more smacks, though, the force behind them started to falter. By the end the only reason Kululu could even feel the shaky palm against his rear was because of how delightfully raw the first few spanks had left it. Through cloudy vision he managed to see that the Corporal was nearly losing control again. His eyes were shut tight, and his legs were starting to buckle. Kululu shook with another laugh, and a moment later, Giroro’s grip broke and the tadpole fell, smashing his face into the ground. A second later the larger frog followed Kululu to the ground. The ground around the yellow frog shook with the landing, and when he looked up he saw Giroro kneeling on all fours right above him. The corporal was barely keeping balanced on his quaking hands and knees. “C-can’t…. take it…” he moaned. It took him a moment to muster the strength, but Kululu managed to lift himself to all fours as well. With a stiff wiggle and a raised tail, he managed to catch the tip of Giroro’s cock and give it a nice feathery teasing. Giroro responded more quickly and far more violently than Kululu could have hoped. The Corporal grabbed him by the hat, and before he knew it, he was once again eye level with the larger frog. Giroro shot him another wonderfully vicious glare as he used another hand to lift one of Kululu’s legs. Kululu tingled with delight when the Corporal growled at him.“Alright, you little freak. You asked for it!” With his teeth clenched and his eyes forced shut, Giroro pulled Kululu down and thrust his hips, pushing hard into the little frog’s still very tender ass. Kululu stiffened as he was stretched painfully wide. His glasses cracked right down the center and his pacifier shook wildly as he went to town sucking on it. Giroro was wild and forceful as he pounded Kululu’s infantile ass, and Kululu relished the pain and pleasure that shook his whole body as his insides stretched. Giroro didn’t last long, but he hardly had to. He came with a wild shout, but didn’t stop thrusting. Kululu’s head fell back and his body quaked with an exhilarated laugh as he felt the Corporal’s warm seed filling him. His belly started to swell as gush after gush of warm semen pushed deeper into his body. Soon his little cock was twitching as well. It let loose with an impressive series of bursts that splattered both his bib and Giroro’s chest. After what seemed like an eternity, the pain subsided almost without warning as Giroro pulled out. It was replaced by a wonderfully dull ache that overwhelmed almost every other sensation, only punctuated by a dull thud as Kululu felt his back hit the ground. The pacifier at last rolled out of his mouth, and the little yellow frog gasped for air. His victim collapsed a moment later, breathing heavy and racked with ecstasy at his release. There was a flash of light that filled the room not a moment later, and two still very panicked frogs entered the room to the sight of the Corporal across from the leaking infant with the broken glasses and tears running down his face. Even struck as he was, Kululu knew what was coming next, and he couldn’t stop himself from laughing.