Louie carefully opens the mansion's garage door and closed it the same way to avoid making noise. Everyone must be sleeping at this time of night, but the young duck wouldn't take chances with his very special family. He even sneaks around in his pajamas on his feet so as not to make noise in the room he shares with his brothers.


"Okay, now let's see..." Louie pulls out a map of the mansion that he had hidden inside his pajamas. The green duck had already been checking different places in the mansion looking for the gifts sent by some relatives and friends. "This is one of the last places left to check. Mrs. Beakley must have hidden the gifts here."


Louie walks, avoiding the magical swords and cursed statues that are scattered around. "Why do they have to keep these things here? They had an exclusive island for a demon." The young duck complains when he sees so many things in the garage.


Louie went through some boxes, finding old lamps without any wish-granting genie, wooden figurines with strange engravings, a collection of golf clubs, and many other things that don't have enough monetary value to attract the attention of the greedy young duck.


"Where can the gifts be? And why would someone keep this?" Louie holds up a necklace with an oxidized copper medallion. He tosses it aside and proceeds to continue searching the garage.


The medallion broke and a green colored magical energy began to come out of the pieces.


Louie was going through a box when something seemed to climb up his back. “Gah! A spider!" He yelled thinking that an arachnid was getting into his pajamas.


The young duck jumps as he reaches behind his back, scratching intensely to crush the spider. But what happened was the green energy going up and entering his mouth. Louie chokes slightly and brings his hands to his throat as he fights against the obstruction.


But Louie stopped short, arms falling to his sides, face relaxed alongside a dreamy smile. He relaxed so much that a bit of drool oozes out.


"Ohh, what do we have here?" A voice was heard in his head. “Looks like a baby couldn't wait for Christmas presents. What a bad baby you are.” The voice taunts.


Louie could only think of resisting, but that didn't seem to have any effect. That mental resistance slowly faded away as the strange magic spread through the young duck's body.


"Hehehehehehehe~!" Louie started giggling and started touching his body, as if years had passed since he hadn't felt his own feathers and flesh. "Oh! A baby Wee wee!” He said with a barely recognizable bulge, he's small, very small, but there's something down there. “I'm a baby who deserves a good punishment! In fact, bad babies don't deserve pajamas as is!" The young duck said and then began to rip his pajamas with great ease.


Louie was soon left clad only in a pair of yellow MLP underoos, his name embroidered on the pink waistband making it clear it's his underwear and not one of his brothers'. "Ooh! How nice!" He said shaking his butt doing a little dance.


"Let's see if I can turn this cute underwear into an adorable hat!" Louie grabs the back and pulls up, bringing the material over his head in one go. “Wow! That makes my butt burn!!” His duck said in a high-pitched voice, forcing himself up on his toes due to the wedgie's force. His baby's behind was exposed when the material was buried between his buttocks. "Ohhh! Here comes something~!”


Louie began to urinate on himself. Though he didn't seem to care. The young duck tugs at his underoos several times and in different directions while golden waterfalls run down his legs to puddle on the ground. Louie's face turned red with embarrassment at all of this, but his body continued to abuse itself.


'Louie' thought he deserved special punishment for being a bad baby, so he adjusted the underwear on his own forehead completing an atomic wedgie and started to wander the garage. Even with the wedgie he seemed to jerk his hip more than was necessary to feel the pain of the wedgie with each step he took with a smile.


Louie finds some straps, they seem to be part of something else, but that doesn't matter. He takes one of the straps and smiles as if he found money on the street. The semi-naked duck then used that to smack his own behind and spank himself. He quivers and lets out louder and louder moans as his normally soft bottom begins to turn red.


About 20 smacks to himself he stopped, reached back a hand to check the results. "A red hot booty for a bad baby like this~!" He said sounding quite happy with that. “Now the finishing touches.”


Louie walks out of the garage and looks at the empty hallway, not like it mattered to what he was controlling him for. The duck's hands gripped the front of the underoos and he begins to pull hard.


“YEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAKKKK!! DOUBLE WEDGIEEEEEEHHH!!” It seems that the real Louie's voice is back, though shriller than ever. The pain from the atomic wedgie and the front of him hit his brain like a rocket causing him to pee some more in the hallway "GYYYYYAAAHH !!!" Louie ended up ripping his underwear off of him, having a fair amount of the cloth hanging from his head and the rest in his hands. The young duck falls onto his back, swooning with his small penis bared for anyone walking down that aisle.


And those people were his brothers, both wearing the same footed pajamas with a fin on the bottom, only red and blue respectively.


Dewey seemed wide awake and ready to make an epic fight against any intruder. “Show your faces! Rabbit ninjas who steal underwear!”


…It seems that the blue duck was having a funny dream.


Huey was rubbing the sleep from his eyes. “Don't yell so much or you'll end up in someone's lap. Sigh~” The red duck gives a long yawn before noticing Louie passed out. "I'll guess, gift search." He didn't seem surprised.


"Hehehe~ But he's the SMALLEST of the brothers~!" Dewey said with clear amusement at seeing his brother, not caring how he ended up like that, this was just too good. “He got wet this time, that means diapers! You see it? I'm not the only one who needs them from time to time! Louie also needs to go back to potty training.”


Only Dewey would be proud to admit to his own occasional wet pants problems. Well, at least now he won't be alone in it.


Huey picks up Louie. "Yes Yes. Let's go back to the bedroom and put both of our asses in diapers…” He sounded more tired than amused from sleep.
 
Surely tomorrow they will be mocking and having fun with this. Although it might take them a while to discover the broken locket, so they'll probably have more fun times with little Louie.