*The pages of a book flip quickly until they stop on a drawing by Wonald.* Hello, my little doodles. Today we have another story sponsored by Chase!


This time we're going on an activity so nerdy that shorts are a requirement! Let's see some nerdy scouts doing some activities!


(Note: All characters are adults.)




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**Beep! Beep! Beep!** The alarm clock blared incessantly in the room. But the boy didn't seem to care at all about turning it off, letting it continue to ring.


"Grrr…" Draxes, the robotic dragon, grunted, surrounded by rumpled blankets, his face a mask of utter annoyance. "Boyd, turn off the fucking alarm clock or I'll destroy it…" Draxes waited for some response from his brother, or at least for him to silence the hideous device. But the alarm clock remained the only sound in the room. "Boyd?"


The dragon sat up in his bed, noticing that his brother's bed was empty and had been made. So Draxes transformed his hand into a cannon and destroyed the alarm clock.


"Where did that nerd go?" Draxes got out of bed, walking around in his blue unicorn pajamas and pink bunny slippers. "Maybe he got a head start on breakfast." Draxes left the room, without bothering to change, and headed to the lab.


The robotic dragon, still in his childish pajamas, arrived in the kitchen expecting to find everyone there. But instead, he only saw a can of premium oil on the table, with no one around. “Seriously, where is everyone today? Not even Uncle Fenton is here anymore.” The robotic dragon found the can of oil and opened it, starting to drink it.


But a few sips later, Draxes tensed up, feeling a great sense of danger hanging over him even though his sensors hadn't detected any real threats. But Draxes turned his head slightly and saw that he was indeed in grave danger.


“Good morning~!” Fenton and Boyd were blocking the door; literally every possible exit was sealed with steel doors. But what really mattered was that Boyd, the gray parrot, was wearing his Junior Woodchucks uniform. And Fenton was holding an identical uniform. Both of them had huge smiles on their faces.


The oil spilled—was it from the newly opened can, or had Draxes just gotten wet at the sight? It didn't matter, because he immediately looked for a way to escape! “WAHHHH!!” Draxes spread his wings and tried to fly, perhaps even through the ceiling. But Boyd stretched out his arms, grabbing Draxes's legs to pull him down. “NOOOOOO!!”


“Hold him tight!” Fenton exclaimed, and when the dragon was close to the ground, he jumped on him! “Quick! Take off his pajamas!” He told Boyd, and they started undressing Draxes.


Boyd also pounced on his brother, and together with Fenton, they made a mess in a cloud of cartoons. The bunny slippers flew, the unicorn pajamas were tossed far away, and even Draxes's MLP underoos floated before he retrieved them.


When the cartoonish cloud cleared, Boyd and Fenton high-fived, beaming with satisfaction at seeing Draxes wearing the Junior Woodchucks uniform. The dragon, however, was visibly displeased and annoyed by it.


"What are the defenses doing up?" Gyro opened the doors, noticing his assistant and his sons doing something, probably something ridiculous, so he crossed his arms. "I'm forced to ask, what's going on here?"


Boyd beamed. "Draxes will be joining the Junior Woodchucks!"


"No! I won't!" Draxes looked ready to rip off the uniform and set it on fire.


Gyro sighed heavily and turned to Fenton. "Clear explanation, now."


"I enrolled Draxes in the scouts so he could make more friends and further develop his skills. I'm sure it will help both of them a lot." Fenton said, beaming.


"I enrolled Draxes in the scouts so he could make more friends and develop his skills. I'm sure it will help them both a lot." Draxes crossed his arms, high-temperature alarms blaring inside him. “Now, Dad, are you going to say something like: ‘That’ll teach you a lot of values, I know because I was a Boy Scout’?”


“I would never say anything like that, and I don’t think that way about Boy Scouts.” Gyro said, adjusting his glasses with a frown. “I’m a man of science, not a tree-hugger and bug-hugger.”


“And what about the vault with all the seeds of all the plants in the world?” Boyd asked, since his father was involved in that too.


“That was Scrooge McDuck’s doing.” Gyro said, since he was still their boss. “But if that will avoid an argument, go observe branches and collect marshmallows.”


“That’s not… okay.” Fenton shrugged, then turned to face the boys with a smile. “Draxes, finish your breakfast, your scout partner should be here soon.”


“My what?” The robotic dragon had question marks in his eyes.


**Ding Dong Dang** A small screen descended from the ceiling, displaying a feed from the front entrance of the lab. It showed Huey Duck, in his scout uniform.


Draxes sighed in annoyance. “Of course the nerd would be involved in this.”


“Relax, little brother, you’ll see this turns out to be fun.” Boyd said with a grin.


“I don’t find it fun to spend the day watching you and your boyfriend kiss.” He replied.


Boyd blushed. “Huey isn’t my boyfriend! I don’t understand why you keep saying that!”


When it was time to fly, Boyd carried Huey like a wife, both of them slightly flushed, avoiding eye contact, and in an awkward silence between them.


“What were you saying before?” Draxes said with an amused smile, “I was right.”


Meanwhile, Boyd shot his brother a look that screamed, “Not a word of this.”


“You’re probably excited to join the Junior Woodchucks!” Huey shouted so Draxes could hear him. “It’s the perfect time! We’ll have a competition!”


“A scout competition? What are they going to do? See who has the shortest pants or who can roast the most marshmallows in under a minute?” Draxes still showed no interest.


“The Junior Woodchucks’ events and competitions are much more intense than that stuff.” Boyd corrected his brother. “Although this time we’re up against another scout troop to determine who gets the central area for local sales.”


“So, like a bunch of gang members, we have to face off against some idiots who want to invade our territory. To settle things, we’ll have a fierce fight to determine who has the right to sell their merchandise and extort old ladies.” The dragon said, making himself sound as rude as possible to annoy his brother.


“Don’t make it sound like we’re criminals!” Indeed, Boyd was annoyed. “The Junior Woodchucks do sales and work for the good of the community and nature.”


Huey shook his head with a grin. “Don’t listen to him! My brothers are the same! Always saying that scouts are for nerds and that we don’t know how to run a business!”


“And your brothers are absolutely right.” The dragon affirmed.


Both robot boys landed outside the scout center where their other teammates must be waiting for the competition. Boyd carefully set Huey down on his feet; they both blushed and smiled shyly at each other.


“If you two are going to kiss, just do it already!” Draxes complained.


“Ahem!” Huey cleared his throat loudly as he looked away. “It’s nothing like that. Especially not here.” The duck held his arms wide, his face beaming, as if he were about to unveil one of the great wonders of the world. “Welcome to the Duckburg Scouts’ main recreation center! A neutral meeting place for all troops!”


“...Yay.” Draxes’s interest was plummeting.


“Cheer up! Of all the places in town, this is one of the proudest, most prestigious, and morally upstanding!” Boyd said, chest puffed out and fists on his hips.


Just then, a group of boys were leaving the building, all of them in their underwear and counting wads of cash. Boyd’s chest deflated as he recognized some of his buddies.


A boy wearing Clifford underoos was counting a wad of cash. “Sorry guys, we’ve officially quit being Junior Woodchucks.”


The second boy, dressed in Monster Inc. underoos, threw the Junior Woodchucks uniforms at a stunned Huey. “Sorry, but you guys are on your own in this.”


“At least you have two friends with you… for now,” Said a boy wearing Elmo underoos.


“Don’t feel bad if they or you take the guy with the money.” Said the last of the boys, leaving in SpongeBob underoos.


Draxes watched the boys in their underwear leave. “So…” He turned to look at his brother and Huey. “Is this a strip club? Because I’m not taking my pants off.”


“No way!” Huey jumped in panic, so much so that he popped his shorts out for a moment, revealing his Care Bear underoos. “This is wrong! This is very wrong! Terribly wrong!” The duck put his shorts back on and ran inside the enclosure.


“He’s got a big butt, but my duck’s butt is better.” The robotic dragon remarked casually. “Can we just go back home and play video games now?”


“No!” Boyd said decisively. He grabbed his brother’s hand and dragged him along.


Huey burst through the double doors with a dramatic entrance. “For the honor of all Junior Woodchucks! What happened here?!” he shouted, demanding answers.


“Seriously, are there still any Scouts left?” a voice complained arrogantly.


“Wait, that duck with the ridiculous red hat…” another person said, starting to recognize Huey. “You’re one of those baby ducks who was in the video game tournament!”


Boyd reached the door, dragging his brother behind him. “You guys! I know you!” Boyd dropped Draxes, who lay on the floor out of sight, completely unconcerned about what was happening. “You’re the team Baby Heroes!”


“Don’t call us that!” yelled the blue dog. “We’re still the team Heroes! But we also have our own names! I’m Levi!” the angry dog ​​introduced himself.


The rabbit smiled, making a victory gesture like a magical girl. “I’m Aster, your husband.” He hugged Levi and kissed him affectionately on the cheek.


The pigeon boy posed like a businessman for a magazine, standing out because his scout uniform had lots of gold details and glitter. “I’m Ryo. You’d better remember that, you poor bastards.” He narrowed his eyes. “You can all go now.”


The earth dragon stopped eating cookies to introduce himself. “I’m Archer, the force.”


The yellow mouse crossed his arms, trying to look imposing. “I’m Maxwell, or Max for short. Also, I’m the leader of this scout team, so show some respect!”


Huey and Boyd stood silently watching the boys. They exchanged glances and then looked back at Team Heroes. “Wait, you guys are really Scouts?”


Levi crossed his arms. “We’ve been Scouts since we were kids. We’re part of the Sea Rabbit Troop, the Scouts stationed near the city docks.”


“It’s not that I don’t respect other Scout groups, but I never imagined someone like him…” Boyd pointed at Ryo. “…being a Scout, especially near the docks.”


“You’re not wrong, that filthy, seedy place smells like fish most of the time.” Ryo said, annoyed, adjusting his ostentatiously decorated uniform. “Not only that! What a stupid thing to be a scout! They don’t even have good taste in uniforms! And having to get close to riffraff wh—YEEAAK!!”


The pigeon boy was interrupted when a dark-furred honey badger delivered a massive wedgie. The wedgie was executed in such a way that Ryo’s shorts fell to his ankles, allowing everyone to see that he was wearing pink Barbie panties, his ample backside, and a tiny bulge, which darkened as Ryo got a little wet.


“How about you talk like that in front of the Mater leader scout ? I’d like to see him spank your big, plump ass for 30 minutes, again.” the honey badger laughed.


“V-Victor~!” Ryo tried to protest, but a whimper escaped his lips.


This caught Draxes' attention. The robotic dragon opened his eyes and, with a mechanical movement, sat down on the ground and turned his head toward the source of the whimper. "Now there are six of them, or is he the one holding everyone's leash?" He said, pointing at the badger.


"We're going to have to wash your mouth out with soap later." Boyd said upon hearing his brother. But he was curious too. "Do you have a new member on your team?"


"Not exactly." Max said. "This is Victor, he's also part of Team Heroes. But Victor couldn't participate in the tournament since there could only be five people per team."


Draxes got up from the ground and dusted off his shorts. "That's a shame." He smiled mischievously. "I would have loved to have another little bitch in diapers as my cheerleader."


Victor pulls Ryo's panties up to his head, completing an atomic wedgie, leaving the pigeon on the ground with his big ass twitching in the air and moaning softly.


"So this is the weird boy who kicked everyone's ass at the video game tournament?" Victor approached Draxes, both staring at each other defiantly in a staring contest. "Just because it was funny watching these bitches get humiliated doesn't mean I'm not going to kick your ass at this scout competition." The badger told the dragon.


"You're not as big a bitch as your buddies. But I'll still make sure to put your ass in a thick diaper at the end of this." Draxes said defiantly.


Max grabs Victor by the shirt, pulling him back with a face drenched in sweat. "D-Don't provoke him! We don't want this guy with his weird skills messing with the competition!" There was a small wet stain on the mouse's shorts.


“Sorry to interrupt your team planning.” Huey called to the mouse. “But Draxes is already an official member of the Junior Woodchucks and part of our squad.”


The dragon acknowledged this by gesturing with his hat. It was amusing to see some of the Team Heroes members wet their shorts and diapers.


Victor crossed his arms over his chest. “So, they’ll cheat again to win.”


“We’re not cheating!” Boyd exclaimed, offended by such an accusation. “My brother and I are advanced robots, equipped with state-of-the-art tools inside our bodies.” That last bit could be misinterpreted by the more perverse minds.


“And we don’t have any of that!” Aster said, trying to stand tall despite his wet shorts. “How can something like that be fair in a scout competition!”


“R-Right!” Levi said, his diaper having become wet and expanded to the point where it was obvious under his small shorts. “Scouts aren’t supposed to wear stuff like that!”


“Well…” Huey pulled his book out from under his hat and started flipping through the pages. “I think this case might fall under the modified orthopedic parts section…” Victor snatched the book from Huey’s hands and threw it as far away as he could. “My Junior Woodchucks guide!” Huey ran like he’d seen a brother fall off a roof.


“I have a better idea of ​​how to fix this.” Victor said with a sly grin.


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A bus was being driven recklessly down the street, hitting several innocent, properly parked vehicles. The bus bounced over a pothole before veering sharply toward the center of the Scouts' parking lot. **CRASH!!** The bus smashed through the wall, becoming embedded halfway, debris scattered across the hood, mirrors dangling, and a tire ablaze.


The door was opened, at least that part appeared to be intact, and out of the bus stepped a large, muscular man, McQuack, in his Scout uniform. “Sorry I’m late! I had to drop the other Scout leaders off at their homes! So I’ll be supervising the event!” The ever-smiling McQuack said, oblivious to the fact that he had just scared those people.


The boys who were there didn’t seem to notice the accident, as they were preoccupied with something else. Draxes was arm wrestling with Archer, sporting a cocky grin. Although that's a nice way of putting it, the land dragon was using all his strength but couldn't even budge the thinner dragon's arm. When Draxes got bored, he flicked his arm and launched Archer, sending him crashing into the wall, his silhouette imprinted alongside those of his companions.


"Hey guys, have you started the fun yet?" McQuack said, approaching the group.


"Hey McQuack! And yeah! This is turning out to be pretty fun!" Huey said, wiggling his rear end with excitement. "We're aiming for a fair competition! So Boyd and Draxes came up with a process to measure our opponents' strength, calculate an accurate average, and adjust the force they can exert thanks to their sophisticated control systems!" The duck's nerdy, scientific side was giving him a hard-on.


"I want to rip your underwear off with a bunch of wedgies." Draxes said after hearing Huey's nerdy explanation. “I’m just stooping to the level of these losers, mister of the Crashes.”


“Good thing you said so, because I didn’t get the first part.” McQuack said with a grin. “By the way, here! You earned this! Dragon boy I don’t know!” McQuack hands Draxes a badge for winning in Arm Wrestling. “Congratulations!”


“Your first Scout badge!” Boyd said excitedly, snapping a picture of his brother with the camera built into his eyes. “Uncle Fenton and Dad will be so proud.”


“Yay…” Draxes said sarcastically. Boyd forced him to pin the badge to his chest band. “Alright, then it’s a fair bet now. The members of the losing team will be the winners’ ‘baby Scouts,’ having to obey the winners at fundraisers and all that Scout crap for a month.”


“You better keep those rockets and guns under control, scaly ass.” Max said, annoyed by the vulgar explanation. “Humiliating you will be the perfect revenge for the tournament.”


“I’m glad to see everyone’s spirits are high.” McQuack said with a grin, looking around. “By the way, where are the rest of the scouts? Are they running late?”


“Team Heroes bribed the other scouts to withdraw.” Boyd reported.


“Well, that means I can focus all my attention on you guys!” McQuack said, seeing no problem with what had happened. “That way we can run several competitions I thought of on the way here. I even jotted down my ideas in this notebook while I was driving.”


Draxes looked at the big guy. “Funny guy. He’s just like Uncle Fenton described him.”


McQuack placed his activity book on a podium to check what he had written. “First scout competition! How to make a campfire for marshmallows!” A scene change later, everyone was outside the building, where the woods begin. "Gather branches and anything else you think you'll need to make the perfect campfire! You'll earn bonus points for doing it quickly and for how good your marshmallows are!"


“Easy peasy!” The robotic dragon said and breathed a little fire.


Max stepped in front of the three boys. “Wait! You can’t do that!”


“Excuse me?!” Draxes grabbed Max by the collar of his shirt. “I’m a freaking dragon! What do you mean I can’t use my fire breath?! It’s only natural for me to do that!” If it weren’t for Boyd stopping Draxes, he would have already slammed Max into the ground with one blow.


The mouse wet his shorts again. “N-Not all dragons breathe fire!!” That made the dragon look foolish, unsure how to respond to that.


Huey joined the discussion. “Well, technically that’s true.” He had been to several D&D games, read several books of legends and stories with a variety of dragons. There were so many varieties of dragons with different abilities. “What is your exact species?”


Draxes crossed his arms, looked away, made a face, and tapped his foot. “I’m not sure. Even my dad refers to me as a dragon, without any further details.”


“We could do a quick investigation!” Boyd said, smiling excitedly at the idea of ​​helping his brother discover something about himself. “Where do we start?”


“Dragon species usually have certain defined scale colors, patterns, facial features, and other small details,” Huey said, very interested in the investigation. “Let’s start by examining his body to check out some details about Draxes.”


“In that case, take off your clothes!” The parrot got too excited and right then and there started to undress his dragon brother.


“Gahh! What do you think you’re doing?!” Draxes pushed Boyd’s face away with one hand. “EEP!” He felt Huey’s hands grab his shorts. “Get your hands off me! You perverted nerds!” Draxes tried to push them both away, but now that his strength was limited, it was difficult.


Draxes’s shorts fell down, revealing pink MLP underoos, with Spike all over them. Draxes kicked Huey in the stomach, making the duck gasp and his shorts fall down as well, once again revealing his Care Bear underoos. The dragon also punched his brother in the beak, trying to push him away so he could get his pants back.


While they were busy undressing Draxes without his consent, the members of Team Heroes had already finished gathering dry branches, rocks, and leaves; building a classic campfire to roast marshmallows for themselves and McQuack.


“Looks like Team Heroes scores the first point of the competition.” McQuack said.


“What?” Boyd and Huey gasped, realizing they had already lost.


Draxes took advantage of the moment to push aside and get dressed again. “Thanks, you horny idiots,” he said, annoyed and quite flushed, as he pulled up his shorts. “Even without using my fire, we could have won, but you guys just got in the way!”


“B-But we weren’t ready!” Huey protested in a squeaky voice. “And what we were doing was important to determine if the competition would be fair enough!”


“A good scout is always ready~!” Aster said with a mocking smile. “I guess you guys aren’t as good scouts as you think~!”


“And it’s not our fault if you prefer checking each other out instead of doing your scout duties!” Levi said with a big grin.


“We weren’t doing that kind of thing! Pervert!” Boyd exclaimed, his cheeks burning red. Maybe they were undressing Draxes, but that wasn’t the point!


McQuack positioned himself between the groups. “Guys, guys. There’s no reason to fight, we’re not in a wrestling ring.” Although he certainly would have loved to. He addressed Huey, Boyd, and Draxes. “I understand you guys want to have some fun…” McQuack made air quotes. “…But this isn’t the place for that sort of thing. You should go to a room or somewhere private to do your activities.”


Huey, Boyd, and Draxes’ faces turned bright red. Even the adult in charge thought they were doing something indecent in a public place! The laughter from Team Heroes didn’t help matters for the three embarrassed boys.


“I’m going to burn your asses.” Draxes muttered, steaming.


“For now, here! Your failure badges!” McQuack said with a friendly grin, handing Draxes and Boyd badges to commemorate their failure. Huey already has one.


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“Alright, Scouts! The next competition is about building a shelter with basic materials!” McQuack announced and showed the boys the tools they could use: ropes, tarps, a hammer, and nails. “In addition to these, you’ll each receive a sleeping bag. The shelter needs to be big enough for everyone to take refuge from the terrible weather!”


“I’d like to say you guys need to make a big place, but you make up for it with those tiny penises you have down there!” Draxes sneered, making almost every member of Team Heroes blush. “Although your asses are huge!”


McQuack raised his hand to signal Draxes to stop teasing. “Calm down, little scaly friend. I know you’re new, but scouts don’t tease each other like that.”


Boyd placed a hand on his brother’s shoulder. “Remember, brother, they might make a lot of noise with their teasing, but our quiet success will crush them!”


“Oh! I like that line! I’ll write it down to use with my brothers in the future!” Huey said.


The boys received the signal to begin and got to work. Team Heroes was large, so they were able to divide the tasks. Levi and Ryo were in charge of gathering long branches, though Ryo did it reluctantly. Aster and Max tied knots to join the sticks, while Archer and Victor used their strength to bury some of the branches to form the structure. The rodents secured it with more knots. Once the structure was ready, Team Heroes covered everything with waterproof tarps, securing them with nails and forming a cube where they placed their sleeping bags.


It seemed like an ideal shelter… But then turned to see what the other scout team was doing.


“Lower it slowly! We don’t need a crooked roof!” Huey instructed the others.


Draxes and Boyd were using a makeshift pulley they had built to lower a leaf roof over their shelter! It was enormous and igloo-shaped, covered in leaves! Team Heroes watched this with their jaws practically touching the ground.


Huey gave McQuack a tour, taking the opportunity to share the details of the shelter. “The circular shape is so that water doesn’t accumulate anywhere! We covered the structure with mud and leaves so that the water runs off into the trench we dug around it, also to prevent drafts or insects from getting inside.”


“This also helps keep the inside warm, since we included a small hole in the ground for a small fire pit. So you can have roasted marshmallows even on rainy nights, or even use it for cooking.” Boyd said with a big smile, his hips swaying involuntarily as he couldn't contain his excitement. “The way we laid it out, it could comfortably accommodate six!”


“Speaking of comfort! We used the tarp for this!” Draxes was lying in a hammock inside the shelter, rocking gently with a grin. “We decided to add amenities like this and a leaf fan.”


“This looks really cool, guys! No doubt the team steals the show…” McQuack stroked his chin. “I don't think I've asked, but what's your team's name?”


Draxes leaps out of the hammock. “You can call us Team Legends. Because we’ll fuck these beta bitches so hard they’ll need lotion for their fat asses!”


“Language, buddy.” McQuack warns. He steps back, pulling out his phone for a call.


“Fuck you! Scale-ass!” Archer yells from inside his shelter alongside the rest of his team. “You guys may have won this time! But we’re as tough as our shelter! We’ll win this competition in the end, and we’ll get our revenge!”


“So tough as the shelter, huh?” Huey says, perched on a tree branch just above the Team Heroes members. “We should check that out!”


Boyd is flying over the shelter, holding a huge water container. The robot parrot grins, twisting the container and dumping a massive amount of water in one swift motion!


The Heroes Team's shelter wasn't prepared for something like this, being knocked down by the torrent of water and leaving the six boys completely soaked. They were barely conscious as they lay sprawled in the mud.


Draxes crosses his arms with a grin. "Doesn't that break our promise?"


Boyd lands with a smile. "No, we said we'd only do this for competitions, this isn't part of any competition." He gives Huey a high five.


"Thanks, Fenton, yeah, I'll take care of it." McQuack said just before ending his call. "Alright, guys, now… Huh?" He surveys most of the scouts on the ground, drenched and surrounded by a huge amount of water. "What happened here?"


"Huh… a fast, intense downpour… right in that small area." Huey tries to lie. Draxes smacks him in the face with his palm, seeing how terrible the duck is at lying.


“Oh, wow. We’d better continue our activities inside the building,” McQuack said, completely believing the terrible lie. He addressed the members of Team Heroes. “Don’t worry, guys, I know exactly what to do in cases like this.”


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The Sea Rabbits’ uniforms were hanging from a clothesline, McQuack was using a hairdryer to help. Of course, they hadn’t brought spare clothes.


“Can’t you do better?!” Levi yelled in embarrassment. He was being changed into a dry MLP diaper by Aster, who was wearing wet Hello Kitty panties.


“Achoo!” Archer sneezed, a little bit dangling from his nose. He was shivering from the cold, since he only had his Dragon Tales underoos. “I thought you guys would at least have spare clothes!”


“We did have some, but it got mixed up with the items for charity donations.” Huey said, though he couldn’t help but smile. “We haven’t been able to replace that yet.”


Max tries to look intimidating, despite only wearing his Care Bear underoos. “Maybe someone could use their fire for good for once… And I’m looking at you!”


“No.” Draxes says with an amused smile. “I’m in no hurry, this is entertaining.”


Victor walks over, coming face to face with Draxes. Even though the badger is only wearing his Lion Guard underoos, their gazes are intense. “Do you like seeing guys in their underwear so much that you’d do anything to do it? You perverted lizard.”


“They’re perverts~ Forcing us to stay in our underwear~ All to satisfy their morbid desires~ Because they’re hopeless horndogs~” Ryo says, trembling from head to toe, standing in front of everyone in his Barbie panties.


Boyd watches Ryo, his face flushed, his mouth trembling to suppress a lustful smile, his hips swaying constantly, and a micro-erection dripping cum. Boyd couldn't compare Ryo to Dewey on the night of the broadcast. Except Ryo had been wearing panties from the start, and willingly. "Don't you want to go to the bathroom?"


“While I take care of drying our friends’ clothes, you can start on the next competition.” McQuak said with a friendly smile. “Next up is… my notebook is on that desk over there, can someone check it for me?”


Huey hurried over to check. “Next up is a knot-tying competition.” A grin spread across the duck’s face. “Awesome! I once caught Bigfoot following the Scout guide!”


“Huh… I’m not going to ask.” Draxes said. “Why tie knots? These days you have practically everything with snaps, safety pins, and things better than simple rope.”


“Scouts are much more traditional in many ways.” Boyd pointed out. “Besides, a good knot is something you can make anywhere and put to good use.”


“Okay, I’ll tie a knot with your underoos so I can leave you hanging from the flagpole.”


Huey distributed several yards of rope to everyone, and then the boys got to work. This time, Team Legend kept their distance from Team Heroes, just in case they tried to sabotage their work.


Boyd tied several complex knots he had memorized, Huey decided to make knots in funny shapes, trusting that McQuack would like them, and Draxes… he did what he said before, tying a rope to Boyd's underwear and lifting him up on a wedgie.


“EEEK!” The robot parrot squealed as his Medabot underoos slid into his butt and he was lifted into the air. “Draxes!!!” Boyd yelled, annoyed and embarrassed at the same time.


“What? I’m tying a knot.” The dragon said, tying the other end of the rope to a pillar. “You were right, sometimes a rope and knots are all you need.”


Meanwhile, the other team… almost everyone was tied up! Victor was the only one free, finishing provocatively tying up Levi! The badger smiled proudly as he watched all his companions trapped in their restraints, their micro-penises hard and dripping nonstop since the rope was also stimulating some sensitive areas. Not to mention the poses that exposed practically everything of the tied-up beta boys.


“W-What did you do?!” Huey gasped, his face red and his erection raging.


Draxes crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow. “Is this really in the Scout guide?”


The badger beamed, his member semi-erect in his Lion Guard underoos. “It’s just a little demonstration of knots, shibari style.”


“Is that a breed of dog?” the dragon asked.


Boyd fell to the ground, his lower half bare after escaping the dangling wedgie at the cost of leaving his underoos and pants behind. “That’s a shiba!” Boyd said angrily, covering his wee wee with one hand and trying to cover his cute baby butt with the other. “Shibari is a Japanese rope art that combines aesthetic techniques, emotional communication, and often sexual practices. It is characterized by the use of natural fiber ropes, such as jute, to create bindings that can be artistic, erotic, or a form of sensual and psychological exploration.”


“Congratulations, you made something exciting boring,” Draxes complained after his brother’s explanation. “…Wait, how do you know that? We weren’t given that information.”


“WHAT?!” Huey’s face turned even redder. “B-Boyd?”


Boyd turned his face away, trying to hide the intense blush on his cheeks. “T-That doesn’t matter! It’s just some info I found!” He tried to change the subject. But Huey was trying to get in front of Boyd and get a more detailed answer.


“Guys, I think everything’s dry now.” McQuack said, turning off the hair dryer and approaching the boys. He didn’t react much to seeing Team Heroes’ indecent exposure. “Oh! Knots strong enough to stop people!”


“That’s one way to put it.” Victor said, shrugging.


“We have a clear winner.” He said, awarding the victory to Team Heroes.


Its members were so excited that they cumming. Well, they were already cumming uncontrollably. But now they had another reason: victory.


After a much-needed change of underwear and diapers, the boys were taken outside again, to a nearby lake. “Great! Looks like it won’t rain again today!” McQuack said, still thinking the earlier accident was caused by a sudden downpour. “We’ll be doing a variety of activities here!” He pulled out his notebook. “Boat racing, fishing, building things for animals, collecting leaves, and other fun stuff.”


Ryo whispered a few things in Aster’s ear, then they both nodded with knowing smiles. Aster made a cute face and turned to McQuack. “Sir, since there are so many of us on our team, I’ll stay here and wait for this event.”


“Really? We have several boats you could use?” Huey pointed to the variety of boats on the lake shore; there were even several different models to choose from.


The rabbit glared at the duck. “I said I’m going to wait!”


Since there were so many boys, the two teams split up. For Team Heroes, Max and Archer were together in a two-person kayak while the others used a rowboat. Meanwhile, for Team Legends, Draxes was going to use a single kayak while Boyd and Huey were together in a swan-shaped pedal boat, a classic for lovers.


“Are you guys finally admitting your feelings? Lovebirds.” Draxes teased.


“There weren’t any more two-person boats.” Huey said, his cheeks flushed. “The other rowboats are too big; they’d take up too much time.”


“Sure…” Draxes didn’t seem convinced. “Just don’t waste time kissing.”


The boys lined up on the lake shore with their respective boats. At the other end, McQuack stood with a flare gun pointed at the sky and fired! … A helicopter crashed behind them, bursting into flames.


Levi and Victor paddled on either side while Ryo paddled with his hands. Originally, he wanted to do nothing, but after Victor gave him an atomic wedgie, Ryo was convinced to help. Meanwhile, Max and Archer were…


The kayak was upside down, bubbles billowing out for a few seconds. Then the bunny and the land dragon surfaced, gasping for air and clinging to the kayak.


Huey looked back as he pedaled the swan next to Boyd. “What did they think they were doing with a kayak if they don’t know how to use it? Especially between two of them, it’s harder.”


“I don’t know, ask Draxes.” Boyd pointed at his brother.


The dragon was maintaining a good balance in his single kayak, but he was spinning just a few feet from the shore. “How are you steering this thing?!” He grew frustrated and paddled harder, trying to fix his problem. But all Draxes managed to do was spin even more, so much so that his clothes flew off into the lake! He only stopped when he got dizzy. “Uhhh…” Draxes was wobbling in his kayak, his body shaking as if he were dancing, wearing only his MLP underoos. “Does anyone know how to get to Patrick’s house~?” Draxes ended up falling into the water.


“It’s up to us to win.” Boyd said, pedaling alongside Huey in the swan boat.


Victor saw that they were neck and neck. “Hey, feathered-ass! Be useful and do something to distract the other team, or I’ll shove one of these oars up your ass!”


“Eep!” Ryo reflexively covered his rear end. He looked at the two boys in the swan boat. “H-Hey! Lovebirds! Keep your hands on the handlebars! No touching each other!”


Huey and Boyd shuddered, blushing at the thought, which caused them to lose their rhythm for a moment.


The pigeon realized that it had worked. “Keep your pants on too! This isn’t like that video game tournament! Where you could see each other’s tiny wee wee and round butts while changing diapers!”


The duck’s movements became clumsy as he tried to cross his legs to hide the small erection forming in his shorts. The memory of changing Boyd’s diapers, seeing EVERYTHING about him from so close up, still haunted him.


The robot parrot also had a stiffness in his shorts caused by the memory of that, but he wouldn’t let things go. “Same video game tournament where you and your friends were humiliated in front of everyone! Although your disproportionate butt stood out quite a bit!”


“HUH!!” Ryo tensed up, gripping the can tightly and feeling his tiny penis harden. Although, being so small, it looked like a wrinkle in his shorts. “I-... I-!”


“Just think about it! Thousands of people saw you in your panties!” Boyd said. He remembered how Ryo acted while his clothes were drying. “Thousands of eyes watching as your panties were removed, revealing your little penis, only to be put back in diapers!”


“OUHHHHH!!” Ryo’s eyes rolled, his hips jerking like a jackhammer as several jets of beta boy cum filled his underwear. This, in turn, made the Team Heroes’ boat lurch violently.


“Stop! You little passive bitch!” Victor had to hold on to avoid falling off the boat. “Levi! Help me control our feathered ass before it sinks us!”


And Levi… was no help. Levi had also heard Boyd’s taunts; his tiny wee wee got erect in his diapers, and the boat’s frantic movement caused the necessary friction for him to lose control as well. “BURRRRRGHHHHHH~!!”


The Team Heroes' boat lay on the lake, bobbing and shaking as both beta boys ejaculated uncontrollably. Meanwhile, Boyd and Huey, still hard, managed to overtake them and reach the other side of the lake.


"Team Legend is the winner!" McQuack announced and fired another flare. "Excellent footwork, pair." Behind him, a satellite crashed in flames.


"T-Thanks..." Huey didn't dare look anyone in the face until his erection subsided.


The Team Heroes' boat finally reached the shore. Levi and Ryo jumped out, while Victor emerged with an oar in his hands. "GET YOUR LITTLE ASSHOLES OVER HERE! I'M GOING TO PUNISH BOTH OF YOU FOR MAKING US LOSE THE RACE!!"


"I'M SORRY!" The canine and the pigeon cried as they ran away. "WE COULDN'T HELP IT!!"


Draxes came running along the lake shore, still wearing only his MLP underoos since he couldn't find his uniform, but he was euphoric to see that his brother had secured the victory for them. "Fucking awesome!" Draxes yelled as he jumped up and pointed at the other scouts. "Take that! Idiots! My team doesn't need me to get you to the top! You can kick your own big beta boy asses!" Draxes put both fists on his hips, puffing out his chest despite his lack of clothing. "You can write these words and shove them up your enormous a-AAHHHH!!"


McQuack grabbed Draxes by the only thing he had on at that moment, his MLP underoos, and lifted him up without considering that he was giving the dragon a real wedgie. "Well, young man, we've heard enough of that foul mouth and those bad words."


The dragon thrashes his feet in an attempt to free himself, but that only makes its underwear wedge himself further between his buttocks. “What do you think you’re doing?! You can’t do this!”


“Oh, I already talked to Fenton about your language problems.” The scoutmaster sat down on a nearby tree stump and placed the rookie on his lap.


Draxes felt his face heat up as he realized his butt was being lifted. “Y-You can’t do this to me! I’m not a brat! I don’t s-eep!” Draxes’s tail was grabbed and pulled aside, and his wet underoos was also pulled down. “WHAT!?”


“Fenton and Gyro said this is how you’d listen.” McQuack said, raising his hand in the air and slamming it down hard on the dragon’s unprotected rear.


“YEAK!” Draxes would have jumped if he hadn’t been held down. “Damn! Fuck! That hurt like hell!” He was genuinely surprised by McQuack’s strength; he hadn’t known organic beings could be so strong.


“That’s just getting you more spankings.” The older duck said. He didn’t hesitate any longer, moving his hand and giving the dragon a good spanking!


“Yeak! Ow! Geek! Gyah!!” No matter how many times Draxes visited the spanking room, his bottom never got used to it! “MY BUTT!!” Draxes squealed, tears welling in his eyes as his bottom bounced with each smack.


“GYAH~!!” / “GEEEEK!!” But Draxes wasn’t the only one getting spanked.


Victor had caught up with Levi and Ryo, making them both get on their hands and knees to spank them with the paddle! The badger was giving the canine’s bottom a hard whack, which was protected by a Paw Patrol diaper. The badger then gave the pigeon an equally hard spanking, who moaned each time his big ass was whipped despite wearing only Minnie Mouse panties.


“I think this is the first time I’ve seen McQuack… ‘correcting’ someone like this.” Huey said, a slight blush rising to his cheeks as he watched Draxes’s ass turn red… and then there was also a puddle of oil growing on the floor.


“At least he’s not moaning with every spanking…” Boyd said, his face flushed as he pointed at Ryo. “I don’t know if he’s peeing or leaking cum.”


---


Draxes stood in front of a campfire, completely naked, using his tail to try and cover his wee wee until his underoos dried. “How the f... are there no more uniforms?” Draxes controlled his tongue as his buttocks remained red and hot.


“I told you the junior woodchucks would teach you things.” Boyd said with a grin.


“We weren’t lying when we said we didn’t have any spare clothes.” Huey said, trying to look away from the naked dragon. “Although, if you want, there are packs of diapers yo-”


“Don’t even think about it!” Draxes exclaimed, letting out a small burst of flame.


“At least you’re not the only tanned butt around here.” The parrot said, pointing at the canine and the stick, who were standing with their butts exposed, recovering from their own spankings.


“We can go to the next activity!” McQuack said, returning to his cheerful, non-serious demeanor. “Next up is…” He checks his notebook. “Synchronized swimming!”


“What?” Huey was surprised. “That’s not what you said before.”


“It’s what I have written here.” The scoutmaster shows the boys his notebook.


Boyd and Huey noticed McQuack’s list, written in black ink, with things crossed out in blue and new things written alongside, also in blue. They both turn to look at Aster, who had fallen behind. The rabbit whistles, trying to look innocent.


Draxes walks over, both hands covering his crotch. “But we can’t even do that, nobody here has swimsuits or anything.”


Team Heroes pulls out their swimsuits, showing they’re prepared.


Boyd and Huey exchange glances and then turn their attention back to the members of Team Heroes. Then Boyd asked the big question. “Why didn’t you guys wear swimsuits instead of staying in your underwear while your clothes dried?”


“… ... …” None of the six idiots knew how to answer that.


Huey pinched the space between his eyes. “Anyway… we don’t have swimsuits we can wear. And no, we can’t compete in our underwear or naked!”


A scene change later, Huey was lying on a Dora the Explorer rug, and Boyd was putting an Ariel-themed swim diaper on him. Both were blushing furiously.


“I would have preferred to swim naked…” Draxes complained, standing beside him.


“Aww~ Does the baby want a pacifier?” Victor said as he put the same diaper on Draxes. The dragon would have responded appropriately, but he didn't want any more spanking.


Huey helped Boyd put on his own matching swim diaper. But neither of them seemed confident in their chances in this competition. “We have to do something, it's clear they changed the activity list.” Boyd said, his eyes closed, trying not to get an erection in front of Huey… he didn't succeed.


Draxes adjusted his diaper with an annoyed look. “Seriously, he doesn't realize that?”


“McQuack isn't… the best detective.” Huey said, being kind to his friend.


Boyd stood up, his legs trembling and spread wide in his new padded swimsuit. “We have to do something, without breaking the rules, since we can’t do that.”


“Not us… but maybe he can.” The dragon in diapers pointed at the duck in diapers, confusing him and the parrot in diapers.


At the time of the synchronized swimming competition, Aster, Ryo, and Max were leading their team while the other members were busy twirling in the water. Meanwhile, Draxes and Boyd were doing their best to dance in the water, which was awkward because of the thick diapers and quite embarrassing.


And now you might be wondering, what happened to Huey?


Well, the duck couldn’t participate because he had a cramp in his bottom. An excuse made up by Draxes. But in reality, Huey crawled over to the notebook where the competition list was written. The duck was so nervous because HE was supposed to be the one to cheat, Huey almost wet his diaper and had to slap himself to change the list.


After Team Heroes won the swimming competition, McQuack retrieved his notebook to announce the next competition. “Next up… Calligraphy.”


Draxes playfully flicked Huey's head, and they went to change their diapers. As expected, it was rather dull. The only ones who stood out in the competition were Huey and, surprisingly, Ryo. They both made some great birthday invitations, McQuack's idea, but since Huey's included a drawing of the Sunchaser, Huey won for his team.


“Time to fish!” McQuack announced, carrying several fishing rods in his arms.


Boyd took one of the fishing rods, examining it since he had no experience fishing. “What criteria will we use to determine the winner of the competition?”


“Simple, whoever catches a fish first wins. We don’t want to waste time fishing all day.” McQuack said, handing out fishing rods to each boy.


Draxes took the rod, drew it back, and cast the line. The hook caught on the baby blue waistband peeking out of Archer’s pants, and Draxes pulled hard!


“EEEKK!” The earth dragon was lifted off the ground so suddenly that his shorts fell off. “WEDGIEEEEE!!” The burly dragon squealed, hanging on in his Care Bear underoos that were wedged deep between his large buttocks. He also peed himself.


“I’ve ‘caught’ a big goofball in his baby undies!” Draxes said, forgetting that he was only wearing MLP underoos. “Did we win the competition?” McQuack showed Draxes a hairbrush. The dragon got nervous, peeing a little. “Sorry! Sorry! Sorry!” Draxes released Archer… though he did steal his shorts.


The boys sat down by the lake and cast their lines into the water… and in less than 5 minutes, most of them were bored. Even McQuack, who was supposed to be keeping an eye on the boys, fell asleep in his folding chair.


“We need to do something to get this over with as soon as possible,” Draxes complained.


Boyd whispered, “Don’t raise your voice, you’ll scare the fish.”


“I’m not sure we’re in a good position. Maybe we could find more fish in the middle of the lake.” Huey said, whispering just like Boyd.


“Then go find out!” Levi and Aster were behind Huey, both with their legs raised behind them, and they gave the duck a synchronized kick in the butt!


“GEEEAAAAK!!” Huey was ejected from his pants, bounced twice on the surface of the water, and then sank. The last thing they saw was his butt in his Care Bears underoos.


“HUEY!!” Boyd shouted in concern. The parrot ripped off its uniform in a flash and dove into the lake. “I’m coming for you!” Boyd yelled, swimming in his Medabot underoos to rescue him.


Draxes’ eyes blazed. “What’s the big deal?!”


Levi and Aster lost control of their bladders and ran to hide behind Max. The mouse swallowed hard. “D-Don’t think you can scare us!” the mouse said, his legs trembling. “We’ll get revenge for the humiliation at the video game tournament! That wasn’t fair at all, and you know it! And… and… and he’s the only one who doesn’t have a steel butt!”


Victor looked at his friend. “Are you kidding? Didn’t you see how the sissy dragon was crying during the spanking? I’d say its butt is stuffed with cotton or something, like a plushie.”


“You’ll be the ones who end up stuffed when I’m done with you!”


The robotic dragon shrieked and lunged at them. He couldn't use his advanced weapons, so he fought like a normal guy, with punches, kicks, and using his tail to whip some butts. Although that also meant taking a few hits inside the fighting cloud. Even the Team Hero members who weren't doing anything got swept away.


Boyd swam back to shore, taking Huey with him. Boyd gently placed Huey on the ground. "Huey! Snap out of it!" The duck wasn't reacting; he was just standing there with his tongue hanging out, and not even the fish in his underwear was making him react. "There's no other way... Ahhhm!" Boyd took a deep breath and kissed Huey! ...He kissed him since he was giving him mouth-to-mouth resuscitation. (But lip contact is still a kiss.)


Boyd took another breath and kissed Huey again. The duck began to react. First, his toes moved, then his wee wee hardened in his underoos. Next, Huey joined the kiss, one of Huey's hands slowly moving to caress Boyd's face. The parrot also stiffened, maintaining the kiss for quite some time.


It was Huey who broke the kiss. "WAHHH~! SLIPPERY~! MOVING~! MOVING SO MUCH~!!" Huey said, his waist twitching wildly thanks to the fish wriggling in his Care Bear underoos and the uncontrollable excitement he was feeling from all those kisses from Boyd! "I CAN'T CONTROL IT~!!" The duck jumped up, leaping and shaking wildly around.


"Huey! Wait! We shouldn't be moving you so much after almost drowning you!" Boyd tried to catch Huey, though running with an erection in his soaking wet Medabot underoos made the task more difficult. “And get that fish out before it finds its way up your butt!”


The commotion managed to wake McQuack. “Huh? … How’s the competition going?” The big duck rubbed his eyes to check on the scouts.


Draxes and Team Heroes were together, Victor holding Draxes’ head while he supported the other five boys with his arms, legs, and tail. At some point, they all lost their uniforms. That includes Boyd, who’s running in his underwear after Huey, who had a fish caught in his underwear. Which means…


“Team Legends has the first fish and they win the competition!” McQuack announced.


---


The following challenges were even more ridiculous.


“Babysitting!” McQuack announced.


Boyd and Huey acted like good parents, putting Draxes in a diaper and cute Spike the Dragon pajamas before putting him down for a nap. But Aster was already very experienced at caring for his baby husband and didn't hesitate to humiliate him in public: bottle-feeding with diuretics and laxatives, diaper changes, a bubble bath, a new diaper with Paw Patrol pajamas, and a bedtime story before Levi went to sleep, seriously.


“Scottish dancing!” the big duck announced.


With no idea what to do besides wear skirts, Archer tried to dance with Ryo, though the earth dragon kept kicking Ryo's butt. Huey, Boyd, and Draxes did a good job, though they still blushed because the kilts were quite airy and rode up more than they expected.


“Math competition?” McQuack said, confused.


Victor used Ryo’s rear end as a whiteboard, writing on his Hello Kitty panties. The pigeon ejaculated several times. Draxes preferred to kick Max in the groin while Huey and Boyd did the math to win the competition.


“Cooking in an apron?” The scout leader scratched his head, not understanding what was going on.


Besides the embarrassment of cooking practically naked in front of several boys, Boyd and Draxes ruined their team’s meal by adding motor oil. Huey would usually avoid such things, but he was busy trying not to lose control when he saw Boyd’s cute ass. At least Huey was doing better than Team Heroes. Most of its members were ejaculating uncontrollably in their aprons, but Victor managed to cook something decent, securing the victory for his team.


“Wedgie demonstration, the volunteer must wear panties?” McQuack didn't understand.


Boyd put on a pair of yellow Cinderella panties, and all the Team Heroes members tugged at them in every direction. “EEEEEEEKKK!!” Boyd peed, spilling oil until the panties ripped, leaving the robot parrot completely naked.


“NYAH~!! GYAH~!! MY ASS~!!” Meanwhile, Ryo was constantly ejaculating while Draxes gave him different types of wedgies: traditional wedgie, swing wedgie, atomic wedgie, yo-yo wedgie, double atomic wedgie, and mummy wedgie. The pigeon boy seemed to invest quite a bit of money in getting durable panties, something the robot dragon enjoyed.


“Donut eating contest…” McQuack checks his notebook, starting to suspect something strange was going on. But they’re donuts, nothing bad can involve donuts.


Nothing bad, that is, until a bunch of uncontrolled boys eat so many donuts that their stomachs are bloated, leaving them on the ground with blank stares and spittle in their mouths.


“Princess tea party, diapers and dresses required…?” The scoutmaster again suspects something is amiss.


The boys donned diapers and Disney princess dresses.


Huey was dressed as Snow White. “Levi, would you like some more tea?” the duck asked sheepishly, trying to maintain proper etiquette so he could at least win.


The canine was dressed as Cinderella, next to his rabbit husband, dressed as the Queen of Hearts. “No, thank you… maybe the little pink princess next to you would.”


Draxes, dressed as Sleeping Beauty, felt like breathing fire and ending it all. “You mean the sissy princess on your side?” He pointed at Ryo, who was wearing a generic princess dress. The pigeon was gagged with a pacifier, since he kept ejaculating in his diaper. “Although he doesn’t exactly behave like a proper princess.”


“Funny you saying that...” said Max, in his Belle costume. He was trying to look more annoyed than embarrassed in this situation. “You should learn from us…”


Archer, dressed as Rapunzel, picked up a plate of cookies. “Anyone want some?”


Victor, dressed as Moana, slammed the plate, scattering the cookies. “Let’s just get this over with and move on to the next competition. This is ridiculous.”


“This really looks ridiculous.” Said a deep, booming voice that made the boys tense up. “This was supposed to be a Scout competition, not a babies party.”


“DA-DADDY!?” Levi exclaimed, jumping to his feet as he wet his diaper.


“Daddy?” Huey, Boyd, and Draxes were confused and turned to look at the man who had arrived.


A blue rabbit was approaching through the main door of the Scout building. But it wasn't your typical small, adorable, and somewhat girly blue bunny. This rabbit was as big and muscular as McQuack, but with two large ears and long whiskers. Furthermore, the rabbit was wearing the same uniform that the members of Team Heroes originally wore.


“Hello, sir.” McQuack greeted the man amicably, not recognizing him. “We're in the middle of a Scout competition, but tell me, how can we help you?”


“My name is Michael Strongman, Master of the Sea Rabbits Scout Troop.” The blue rabbit introduced himself. “I’m also Levi’s dad. I hope my son isn’t causing too much trouble.” He said that, but judging by his expression, Michael was already thinking about how many spankings to give his son and the rest of his Scout troop.


“Another Scout master! It’s great to see you!” The big duck said excitedly. “I’m McQuack!”


Levi approached, gathering up his dress for walking. “Daddy, what are you doing here? We thought you’d be out cleaning the beach for the rest of the day!”


“I motivated the boys to work hard, and we finished early, so I came to see how things were going at the competition… and I’ve certainly been surprised.” The Scout leader said, seeing his boys dressed as princesses. “McQuack, right? If it’s not too much trouble, I’d like to see the competition’s schedule.”


“Sure, I have the notebook… around here…” McQuack looked around until he found the notebook and handed it to the rabbit. “There’s quite a lot of stuff, we’ve been really busy.”


Michael started going through the notebook, flipping through the pages, his gaze growing increasingly stern. The Team Heroes boys tried to sneak away. “Hold your padded butts right now!” Michael exclaimed, making all six boys stop. “This list is full of scribbles and stuff in different handwriting.” The rabbit’s eyes had a sinister glint. “Someone’s been tampering with the competitions.”


“WE WEREN’T THE ONLY ONES!” Astro yelled, wetting his diaper from fear of being punished.


Max was hugging Archer tightly as they both wet their diapers. “THAT’S RIGHT!”


“Duck Boy was writing stuff for his team!” Victor said, pointing at Huey. “And Ryo wrote some stuff too.” Victor added, just to get Ryo in trouble.


“GEEEK!!” Ryo was wetting and soiling his diaper. “I was forced to do it, and I wasn’t the only one!”


McQuack looked at the boys, confused. “Wait, does that mean everyone… played dirty?”


“Wahhhh!!” Huey couldn’t hold it in any longer and started crying loudly, also wetting his diaper like a baby. The duck then ran to McQuack and clung to his leg. “It’s true! It’s all true! I cheated! I’ve tarnished the name of the Junior Woodchucks! Waaahhh!! We deserve to be punished! Have some badges taken away! No marshmallows at campfires! And no reading the Scout handbook before bed! Wahhhh!”


Draxes looked at his brother. “Seriously, you still like him after seeing him like this?”


Boyd looked away, blushing. “Leave him alone… Huey is… very passionate.”


McQuack watches as tears and snot stream down Huey’s face. “Hey, Red, come on, I don’t like seeing my friends like this. We can sort this out somehow.”


Michael sighs heavily. “Could we have a private chat between Scoutmasters while the boys change into their uniforms?”


“Huh… about that…” Levi was clutching his tail. “We’ve all lost our uniforms… None of us have anything to wear except diapers and spare underwear.”


“Well, then you’ll wear those while we talk.” The rabbit takes the young duckling, who’s crying like a baby, and hands him to the parrot to help calm him down.


“Calm down, calm down, we’ll sort this out.” Boyd cooed to Huey, rocking him like a baby. The young duck sucked his thumb for comfort.


---


After several diaper changes, the boys waited for the Scoutmasters to finish speaking. The fact that everyone had to be in their underwear didn’t help.


“What if we get disqualified from the competition? What if we get demoted? GAAHHH! What if we get kicked out of Scouts?!” Huey was still very nervous about his uncertain future as a nerdy Scout. He couldn’t stop trembling in his Teen Titans underoos.


“Relax, Huey, there’s only a 19.8% chance of something like that happening.” Boyd said, trying to calm his friend, oblivious to the fact that he was standing next to him in Sylvester and Tweety underoos. “Draxes, don’t be quiet, you don’t want your first day to be your last.”


“Don’t talk to me.” Draxes was leaning against the wall, arms crossed and an angry scowl on his face. The reason for his anger? He was wearing nothing but pink panties of Equestria Girls. “I can’t believe this is all you brought for me.”


“Aww~ The sissy dragon is embarrassed that everyone is seeing his pony panties~” Victor teased, quite proud despite wearing PJ Masks underoos.


“You’re not helping us.” Aster said irritably; he was wearing Sailor Moon panties.


Ryo was also in Hello Kitty panties, though more than embarrassed, Ryo was horny, writhing in a corner trying not to lose what little control he had and ejaculate.


“Couldn’t we just stop arguing when we’re all in our underwear? It’s embarrassing and weird.” Archer complained, trying to cover his Care Bear underoos from everyone’s view.


“We should be more nervous about what Mr. Michael has in store for us and our butts…” Max said, worried and nearly wetting his Dragon Tales underoos.


“Daddy, I’m sorry, I promise to be a good pup…” Levi said, hugging his tail and trembling, his MLP diaper crinkling. “If I get punished, it’ll be all your fault!”


“Why don’t you kiss my butt?” Draxes said, raising his middle finger.


“Put that finger down, young man.” McQuack said seriously, returning to Michael. Draxes quickly hid his hands. “We’re done talking like Scoutmasters.”


The big blue rabbit crossed his arms, looking at all the boys sternly. “Since both teams have added things without permission to an official Scout competition, we should expel you temporarily or permanently!”


“GEEEEK!!” Huey collapsed into Boyd's arms, his eyes rolling wildly, his Teen Titans underoos wet. "My life! My accomplishments! It's all over!"


"...But Mr. McQuack here convinced me not to." The big rabbit continued. Huey's soul returned to his body once more. "Everyone will still receive a punishment after the final competition to determine the winner of this prestigious event."


"That's very understandable and generous of you, gentlemen." Boyd cuddled Huey like a baby again. "And what will the final competition be about?"


All the boys were put in enormous diapers, preventing them from closing doors or even pressing their hands against their penises. Then they all received bottles filled with laxatives! The use of toilets was forbidden for everyone.


“Gaahhh! This isn’t what a junior woodchuck does!” Huey yelled, trying to push one hand down his bottom and the other down his crotch, but it was no use; the diaper was too bulky. “Even junior woodchucks know how to use the toilet!”


“DADDY!! This isn’t fair!!” Levi cried just before letting out a huge mess in his diaper. The canine already wore diapers; he was destined to lose, landing on his padded bottom.


“You should try harder to learn to use the toilet instead of cheating,” Michael scolded his son. “I expect you to behave next time, especially in front of other Scouts.”


“Hold on! Damn it!” Victor said, clutching his stomach. His bottom was jiggling and crunching.


“We’re trying!” Archer yelled, clutching his stomach. Although it was no use, as a yellow stain spread across the front of his bulky diaper.


“Ow, love...” Max said, already on the floor writhing in an attempt to hold it in. Even his tail was curling around his waist. “This can’t end like this!”


“Perverts~ You’re all perverts, making fun of me with lustful eyes~” Ryo panted with a perverted expression as heat spread inside his diaper.


Aster was hopping around with his large diaper bouncing. “Potty! Potty! Potty!” The bunny cried, until he tripped over his friend Max. “Gahh!” Aster fell on Max’s stomach. Both boys let out a loud fart before ruining their diapers. “Wahhhh!!” Aster cried while Max was out of breath.


“Did we really look like them when we had accidents?” Boyd asked while doing an adorable potty dance, wiggling his now very padded bottom in front of Huey.


“GWAH!!” Huey's little wee-wee stiffened, making it impossible for him to hold back the flow of pee that began to fill his padding. "GOOOOO!! NO! NOT IN FRONT OF BOYD! NOT AGAIN!!" The duck tried to make a run for it to salvage some dignity, but the diaper was so sturdy that he slipped, falling forward and hitting his chin on the ground while his bottom was raised in the air, noisily expanding with the mess. "If I don't shake my bottom, you can't see me~" Huey said, seeing little Boyds in cupid outfits spinning around his head. At least he's having a happy dream.


Boyd stares at Huey, feeling rather aroused. "You tried..." Boyd patted Huey's padded bottom, to 'comfort' him, obviously.


Victor glares at his team, noticing that he's the only one who hasn't soiled his diaper. Then he saw Boyd and Draxes moving around, but looking much better than him. “How can you be so calm? You guys drank all your bottles too.”


Draxes, who had been keeping his tail between his legs the whole time, tried to smile confidently despite the sweat on his face. “We know how long we can hold it before we lose control and let it all out! And we have 5 minutes left!”


“WHAT!?” Victor gasped in disbelief. As he did, he felt a sharp pain that caused him to lose a little control of his bladder, urinating a small amount in his diaper. But that gave way to a steady, unstoppable flow. “Gahh! Remember this! You only won this competition because you’re a robot with the ability to hold it!” After spitting out those words, the badger squatted down and released everything he had in his diaper seat. “Gaaahhhhh~!” It was a relief.


“We don’t have anything like that, nor do we have anything that tells us when there will be an involuntary ejection.” Boyd confessed, opening his legs and finally relaxing. “Ahhh~!” The relief of letting go of everything had never been so evident on his face. “But I can lower the volume~”


“We can!?” Draxes’s face turned red. He tried to find that function quickly, but his nerves, combined with the imminent ejection alert, made him turn up the volume instead of lower it. “NOOOOO!!” The dragon’s body squatted down against his will.


*PSSSSSS!!!* Draxes’s wet crash was like the sound of a rushing river.


“NOOO!!” The dragon’s tail shot up. “I CAN’T CONTROL IT!!”


*PFFFFFFFFFFT!!!* Draxes was so loud that even the birds in the forest outside the explorers’ center took flight! The alarms of nearby vehicles blared!


Draxes' face had turned a new shade of red as this continued, the heat rising in his head from embarrassment causing him to exhale steam before fainting on his stomach, his enormous bulging diaper twitching in the air.


Both Scoutmasters stood a few feet away, noses plugged. McQuack held the Scout trophy in one hand and fanned the air with the other. "Phew! Draxes was absolutely right. His team certainly created a legend today."


"Yes, this has undoubtedly been the loudest diaper disaster on record." said the big blue rabbit. "Although I don't think he'll be too happy when he wakes up and finds out."


Pulling out a camera, the Scoutmasters snapped a picture of Draxes to officially record his "great achievement" for the next Scouts Guides. In the future, everyone who gets hold of that book will know Draxes as the dragon with the biggest diaper disaster.