Happy New Year everyone! I hope you had a great year! And may next year, 2026, bring new things for everyone! A lot has really happened this year, too many things. But we must keep going and move forward. Unlike this loser, King! Yeah, the club BBB is back, but this time King is the one taking center stage! And maybe something more~ But you'll only find out by reading this, the last story of the year! (Note: All characters are adults.) ----- “Winter! The season of snow! Hot drinks! And festivities!” A brown-haired angel boy announced, trembling with excitement! Or perhaps he was trembling from being dressed in tight shorts and a robe in a hotel in the middle of the snow. “Assuming you're not on the other side of the world or that things aren't different in your home world.” Said a dark angel, practically identical to the angel boy but in a dark version. And smarter, since he was inside an igloo with a kotatsu. “Pit, let me know when your butt freezes and it's necessary to amputate one of your cheeks.” “Pitoo! Don't talk like that!” said the angel boy, puffing out his cheeks. “We must keep spirits up! We were hired to be the commentators during the…” Pit held the microphone closer. “THE GREAT WINTER TOURNAMENT OF THE GIANTS!!” The amplified shout caused the snow accumulated on the awning at the hotel entrance to fall on Pit. “What the snowman said.” King, the furry titan, pointed out from in front of the hotel. He was wearing orange winter pants with an orange jacket, a yellow scarf, and a wool hat. “This tournament attracts powerful beings from various worlds and universes to participate and prove who is the best and the sovereign of all!” King pulled out a pair of sunglasses and put them on to look cool. “Of course I’m going to win and be crowned the king of winter… I’ll be twice as good as King! And everyone will have to give me presents!” The titan smiled and clapped excitedly, waiting for the compliments. “So why are you telling us all this now?” Zero the Shoutmon asked, arms crossed. And it wasn’t because of the cold; his winter clothes kept him warm. Next to Zero was his husband, Ry the Agumon, equally bundled up. “Yeah, we could have all registered for the competition, like it was a Club BBB activity.” “For once, I agree.” Chopper the blue-nosed deer said, wearing a pink coat despite being used to the cold. Chopper puffed out his cheeks, making a childish pout. “This really sounds fun. And I grew up on a winter island! I would have crushed it!” “I-I don’t think it’s that s-simple.” Spike the dragon said, shivering despite being bundled up; he looked like pink cotton candy. King turned his back on his friends. “You guys wouldn’t understand. It was a huge coincidence that I even found out about this competition; there wasn’t time to—” “You wanted all the attention for yourself.” Morgana the Phantom Thieves’ cat interrupted before his friend could launch into a monologue. The black feline adjusted his yellow scarf and black winter suit. “I bet you were thinking something like: If I participate, I’ll just have a better chance of winning the competition and I’ll earn everyone’s respect. That way they’ll stop seeing me as a baby and I can be a grown man in the club.” King’s sunglasses shattered at the brutal exposure! His plan had been discovered! Morgana was right about every word! It was as if he’d been stripped naked in front of everyone! “It takes a twisted person to recognize another one.” Lufel the owl said, wearing a cooler version of Morgana’s winter outfit, complete with a red scarf and hat. “AND WHAT DID I DO NOW?!” Morgana exclaimed, his eyes wide and white. “Only confirming that your mind is as twisted and self-centered as King’s.” Gallus the Griffin said, shoving his hands into his navy blue jacket, which he wore open, revealing a black t-shirt that matched his regular pants. Spike looked at his boyfriend. “H-How come you’re not cold like that?” Gallus sighed in annoyance at having to recall his past. "The winds in Griffonstone are cold enough, now imagine what those snowy days were like without a home." Spike hugged his boyfriend for comfort him and warmth. The griffin smiled slightly and used one of his wings to cover his cute and sissy dragon boyfriend. Chopper's face paled as he witnessed the scene, and he was overcome with jealousy. “Forget that oversized chicken! What about us?!” Drake the Veemon shouted furiously, stomping his feet. “I don’t care about the competition! I want to know why we had to dress like this when we’re in a snowy place?!” Veemon pointed to his outfit, a red cheerleader uniform with a gold K on the chest. An icy breeze lifted the short skirt enough to reveal that Veemon was wearing a Paw Patrol diaper. “Achoo!!” Drake sneezed loudly, a snot dripping from his nose, and hugged himself. “I’m not one of your desperate fanboys craving your approval!” He was referring to Ryuma the Ryudamon and his boyfriend Havoc the Dorumon. They were both huge fans of Ry and his band, so they happily agreed to wear the diapers and cheerleader uniforms, which had an N and a G on them, respectively. But even with their fur, they had to hug each other to try and ward off the cold. Of course, their MLP and Care Bear diapers were visible, the ones they always wear to please Ry. “Honey, stop yelling and let’s cuddle up.” Leo the Gumdramon and Drake’s boyfriend, said with a sweet smile as he trembled, also dressed as a cheerleader with an “I” on his chest. “Think of this as payment for your stay~” Leo tried to lighten the mood by holding up his little skirt and bowing. Or maybe he just wanted the others to see that he was wearing cute Backyardigans underoos. “The idea is for you to be King’s cheerleaders during the event, so of course our beta babies should wear cute uniforms for it~” Ry said with a smile, wiggling his butt excitedly. “And thanks to Leo agreeing to help, we were able to complete the cheerleading squad so we could spell King’s name out.” Drake hugged Leo, looking annoyed despite his boyfriend’s attempts to calm him down. King clapped loudly to get everyone’s attention. “Thank you so much for all your support! And I assure you that everyone’s effort will be well rewarded with my victory!” The Titan puffs out his chest and starts to move forward, ignoring his friends’ arguments and embarrassment to focus on what’s important… HIMSELF! “Hurry up! I want my free stuff!” Everyone looks at the excited King. “Free stuff?” --- After confirming his registration, King received a wristband identifying him as a participant in the competition, granting him access to perks at the hotel. “Free stuff!” King shouted as he entered the hotel restaurant, thrilled that he could take all the food he wanted. “I’ll take this! I’ll take this too! I don’t know what this is, but I’ll take it anyway! Oh, this looks good!” King was already filling his tray with a ton of food from the buffet, more than he could eat all day. “Heat… I want hot food… hot drinks… a hot bath…” Drake said, shivering as he walked in, still dressed in his cheerleader outfit and diaper. “You should get some pants instead.” Chopper said seriously. But his eyes lit up when he saw the table full of sweets. “They have cotton candy!” “Ohhh!” King eyed a cupcake beautifully decorated to look like a snowy mountain topped with a sugar snowman. So beautiful, and it was the last one! “It’s mine!” King and someone else tried to grab the cupcake at the same time, and their hands collided. “Huh!?” Then their eyes met, sparks of anger flashing. Before King stood… a cat. It wasn’t like Morgana; this one looked much more like a normal cat… just ignore his trident-shaped tail and the blue flames on his ears. “How dare you!? Can’t you see that I, the great mage Grimm, am taking your cupcake!?” “This cupcake is mine!” King said defiantly, “Wait, a mage?” The feline twirled, revealing his elegant attire: purple trousers, a white shirt, a shimmering jacket, and a bow tie adorned with a gem. “The one and only Mage Grimm is here! You may not know me yet, but I will be the winner!” “Winner?” King notices something: a bracelet that clashes with the feline's attire. “AHHH!” King points at the bracelet. “You're also participating in the winter competition!” “It's a modest way of saying I'm the future winner.” Grimm said with a wink. “You won't be the winner! I will be the winner! I don't intend to lose to a conceited cat who thinks he's a mage!” The titan shouted angrily. “You could barely be a pet! Tanuki!” A vein pops out on Grimm's forehead. “What did you call me?” The flames on the feline's ears intensify. “You dare call me a tanuki and imply I'm not a mage?!” The feline begins spitting blue flames. “You get what's coming to you for being insolent!” “GYAHHHHH!!” King was engulfed in Grimm's magical fire. He wasn't hurt, but his clothes turned to ash, leaving him only in his pink Doremi underoos. "Guys, I think King's in trouble." Spike said, seeing a tower of fire rise. "Leave him alone. He didn't mean for us to get in his way." Gallus said, helping himself to his own plate. "Look, Spike, they have those sprinkle donuts you like." "What the hell is your problem?!" King yelled, now reduced to his underwear, which had a wet stain. "You can't just appear, talk, and set people on fire!" Grimm was already eating the cupcake. "Yum... Well, that works for me." He finished the dessert and licked his paw. "I guess that's the difference between us. I have the power and charisma to do what I want, and you're just a silly hyena who cries on the sidelines." “I’m a Titan! Do you know what that means?!” the Titan said, trying to sound intimidating. “That your butt is really big?” the feline mocked. “It’s a shame it’s the only big thing about you. From here, I can see you’re really small.” King’s face turned red, and he hurriedly covered his crotch as much as possible with all his limbs. --- “That idiot! How dare he embarrass me like that in front of everyone in a public place?!” King said, stomping his feet as he headed toward the participants’ area, wearing brand-new clothes. “He said he was a participant too! Then I’ll kick his ass!” “Now get your butts moving! We have to cheer for King!” Ry told his group. The four members dressed as cheerleaders started shaking their pom-poms, braving the cold in the stands. Meanwhile, Pit and Dark Pit were in the heated commentary booth. Even so, Pit was covered with a thermal blanket and his feet were in hot water. “Let’s get this started before this idiot here recovers.” Dark Pit said, his feet up on the desk. “Let’s do a quick recap for those clueless people who don’t know how this competition works.” Multiple magical screens appeared around the area. “There will be several competitions, and competitors will earn points based on their placement. All the points will be added up each time, and that’s how we create a ranking. Of course, we’re only interested in number 1; the rest are losers who should be ashamed.” “Pitoo… be nice.” Pit said, his nose running as he sipped hot chocolate. “We’ll start with some action!” the dark angel exclaimed. “All participants have 10 minutes to build a barricade and prepare their ammunition! Because we’re going to have an all-out snowball fight! Give your enemies a beating that stains the snow!” “Excessive violence is prohibited!” Pit interjected, spilling his hot chocolate. “GYAHHHH!! HOT!!” Dark Pit yelled as the chocolate landed on his crotch. “The snowball fight will last 45 minutes; each hit on an opponent will award one point.” The angel boy explained. “Building time starts… NOW!” Beings and creatures from different dimensions began to work. Some possessed abilities that allowed them to construct things from snow and ice, enabling them to build walls in seconds. Others seemed more interested in decorating their snow forts, hoping to score points for it. And then there were some less… reliable attempts, King for instance. The little titan built four walls around himself, high enough to shield himself from attacks. The problem was, he'd have no way out. “No one can bring down the great Owl Castle!” King declared, his fists pumping in the air. “I challenge anyone to come if they dare! These walls are impenetrable!” “Hey, dwarf, you should stand up! You're hidden behind those snowdrifts!” “I'm not a dwarf! And I'm already standing!” King shouted irritably, rising onto his tiptoes to peer over the snow. “You again! Ridiculous cat! Are you following me?!” “It’s so cute that you think a baby like you deserves my attention.” It was Grimm, but this time he was wearing a kendo helmet, a bit too big for him. “...You look ridiculous.” The titan said, seeing the feline’s helmet. “Why are you wearing that thing?” “One of my minions gave it to me. In his world, it’s something warriors wear in battle!” Grimm crossed his arms, looking proud. “But I doubt someone like you understands! A fluffy baby like you only gets diapers and pacifiers!” King’s head was steaming with anger. “I’m not a baby! I have nothing to do with baby stuff!” “KING! KING! KING!” The four cheerleaders shouted as they jumped, revealing that three of them were wearing diapers. “Win ​​for the Baby Beta Bitch Club! You can do it!” King ducked, hiding in his snow fort as Grimm laughed uncontrollably. The little titan refused to acknowledge what had happened and got his snowballs ready. The preparation time was over. In the commentary booth, Dark Pit was drying his pants when Pit rang a small bell. “Participants, we are informing you that the battle stage is about to begin, so get your balls ready and have them in hand.” “Shall we continue talking about snowballs?” Dark Pit said with a mocking smile. Then Pit grabbed the back of his pink Hello Kitty underoos, pulling them back slightly before releasing them and whipping him with his own underwear. “Yeek!” “Let the snowball fight begin!” Pit honked a horn. King jumped up, snowballs in both hands. “Prepare to fall before the great and powerful Ki-” A massive blue blaze engulfed the titan and his snow fort. The surrounding snow evaporated, leaving only a small patch of land and King, wearing his Doremi underoos and sporting a small flame. “...ing,” King said, exhaling a puff of smoke. A snowball struck him in the face, knocking him down. “Wahahahahaha!! First one down!” Grimm mocked, playing with a snowball. King sat up, brushed the snow off his face, and squealed in a high-pitched voice, flailing his arms and legs. “YEEEEEEEAAAAAAK!!” King started to get wet from frustration. But that lasted only a few seconds, as dozens of snowballs began to pelt him until King was reduced to a snowman, his furry tail being all that remained. This gave Grimm a mischievous idea, and he used his magic to conjure a carrot. “I think this is just what this snowman needs!” Grimm grabs King’s tail, moves it out of the way, and shoves the carrot into King’s ass! “GYAAHHHHHH!!” King leaped several feet into the air, the carrot peeking out, along with his small erection that began to spray uncontrollably from his underoos. The titan landed on the ground… on his butt, pushing the vegetable further into his ass. “NYAHHH!! NYAAHHH!!” King bounced around, spreading his beta-boy cum while the other participants laughed at him and some threw snowballs. “Maybe this will teach you to respect a superior mage like me!” Grimm said with a wide grin, leaving King humiliated while he focused on the competition. “I don’t think King will score any points in this competition.” Zero commented from the stands. Drake was shivering in place, not just from the cold; his wee wee was leaking into his diaper as he watched King in his underwear with a carrot inserted. “W-Well, maybe he GEHH!” A small, involuntary touch caused Drake to start ejaculating in his diaper. “Is he cumming from seeing someone else being humiliated?” Gallus asked. Leo hugged Drake with a smile. “My little baby boyfriend is very sensitive in that regard~ And surely his bulging diaper is caressing his tiny wee wee~” “Oh, yeah, it happens to Morgana too.” Lufel commented casually. “He has no control.” “Lufel!” Morgana exclaimed, his cheeks burning. “That’s not true! I have plenty of control!” The owl rolled his eyes. “A big and shiny gem surrounded by men’s underwear.” “Blurgghhhhh!!” The feline lost control in an instant, filling his pants with cum. “He did it! He really did it! Hahahaha!!” Ry laughed at the sight of two beta babies filling their underwear with their beta cum. “I know Havoc and Ryuma fill their diapers if they see someone from Dragon Emperor naked, but what about Spike?” Ry looked at Gallus with a mischievous grin. “What does the little sissy dragon see that makes him lose control of his little bean?” Spike’s face was red. “RY! DON’T TALK ABOUT THAT STUFF IN PUBLIC!” Gallus crossed his arms with a grin. “Spike cums without even touching himself when he sees me naked. That’s how much he’s smitten with me.” “GALLUS!!” The sissy dragon squealed in embarrassment and then curled up in a ball in his seat. All the boys laughed, enjoying embarrassing their beta boyfriends with premature ejaculation in front of each other. All except Chopper. The deer was gritting his teeth, watching enviously as each couple approached and ‘celebrated’ their relationship. After 45 minutes, the horn blared, signaling the end. “Time out!” Pit exclaimed into the microphone. “Everyone can see the results of the snowball fight on the magic screens!” Then the screens displayed the participants’ scoreboard. King staggered, his underoos soaked with cum and with a gaping hole through which his rear end peeped. “Where… where am I? Did I already win the competition?” King was genuinely shocked to see his score: 0, nothing, nonexistent, zero participation! “WHAT?! THIS MUST BE WRONG! I DIDN’T HIT ANYONE FOR 45 MINUTES?!” Dark Pit happily pressed a button and played a montage showing the titan in his underwear thrashing about in the snow like a fish, only being moved by the constant barrage of snowballs from other participants. “All you did was spray cum everywhere! Loser!” The dark angel laughed loudly into the microphone. “Better luck next time, furry baby.” Grimm arrived to mock King. “Maybe you should retire and learn from real winners, like me!” “You! You sabotaged me by sticking a carrot up my ass!” King squealed, his voice quite high-pitched. “You! Idiot! Catface! There’s no way you beat me!” Grimm just smirked and pointed to the leaderboard; he was at the top of the scores. And all thanks to his fire magic, which melted the other participants’ ammunition. “The mighty Grimm did it again!” King felt anger bubbling inside him like a volcano about to erupt. His vision turned red, and his fists clenched tightly. “GYYAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!” With a high-pitched battle cry, King ran to find fresh clothes before the next event began. “Next up, we have a snow building competition!” Pit exclaimed through a megaphone in front of a large, snow-covered field. “Participants can build anything they want, from a traditional snowman to buildings or monuments! The only restriction is that they can only use snow, no ice.” The angel boy clarified. “We’ll have an ice sculpting competition later.” “Make beautiful things with the snow! Got it!” King said, in a better mood now; his tail wagging behind him was proof of that. “I know what to do to win!” “Let me guess…” Grimm appeared again, behind King. “…will you make a snow cradle? Or perhaps you’d prefer a changing table with snow diapers?” The titan became so annoyed that he suddenly turned and threw a punch. “Stop bothering me! You’re worse than wet underwear under an pants!” Grimm dodged with feline grace, leaping and stepping on King’s head! “Too slow! Is that too much weight on your butt keeping you from moving?” The feline propelled himself away as King fell into the snow, a cat paw print imprinted on his skull. “King seems to be making snow angels.” Leo said with a small laugh. “But do you think he can do anything with snow? He doesn’t seem like the type to use his hands.” Ry, who was changing Ryuma's diaper in the stands, answers. "I think he likes playing with Play-Doh at the Baby Beta Bitches Club. I guess that counts." "R-Ry... h-hu-hurry..." Ryuma pleads, his already tiny wee wee shrinking in the cold. Back to the snow competition. King was making his version of the owl house; it looked like... an abandoned house. But at least it had a similar shape. King also found some pine cones and tried to decorate them as if they were his friends. "Done!" King places both fists, proud of his snow artwork. Although the supposed chimney fell over in a moment. But that didn't bother the titan; he was proud of his little house. "With this, I'll be the winner! I'll have a crushing victory!" "Come back here!!" A shout is heard. Grimm runs past King. And behind the feline came a much larger feline, a IceLeomon! “I’m going to get you!” The great lion shouted, but he tripped over the snow house, falling onto the snow and crushing it. “My masterpiece!!” The titan cried as he saw that all his work had been destroyed by the lion. IceLeomon pulled his face out of the snow. “You little squirm, to think there would be someone so annoying in this competition… huh?” IceLeomon noticed something on his back. Turning over his shoulder, he saw a ball of fur wearing a skull as a helmet/mask. King was jumping onto IceLeomon’s back. “You destroyed my Owl House! I don’t care about your business with Grimm! And I don’t care either!” The titan exclaimed as he continued his ferocious and deadly attack on the ice feline. “Grimm? So that’s his name.” IceLeomon began to rise, sending King tumbling into the snow like a rag doll. But that didn't last long, as IceLeomon quickly lifted King by the tail, holding him in front of his face. "You must be friends with that guy, Grimm." The titan flailed his arms, trying to break free. "What?! Why would you think such a thing?!" Grimm waved with a wide grin from a safe distance. "Thanks a lot, buddy! Without you, I wouldn't have lost that steroid-infused cat! Thanks for distracting him!" A frightened King and an even more annoyed IceLeomon watched the mischievous feline walk away. "So this was his plan! You two naughty brats!" The great lion roared furiously. "No! Wait! He's lying! If anything, you're the idiot for falling for it!" King blurted out. "I mean! For tripping over my sculpture an—!!" IceLeomon extends the claws of his free hand, and with a flick of his wrist, King's clothes explode into tiny pieces of fabric like confetti, except for a few Super Monsters underoos. "Geeeek!" King squeals. IceLeomon kneels in the snow and positions King on his other knee, ensuring the titan's bottom is facing upwards. "This will be your punishment!" the great lion declares, raising his massive, muscular arm high in the air before slamming his hand down to deliver a powerful smack to King's ass! "GYAHHHH!!" King's scream echoes throughout the area, feeling IceLeomon's large hand engulf his entire bottom, the heat immediately palpable. "But I'm innocent!" "Liar!" IceLeomon exclaimed and gave King another powerful spanking. "Gyah! Ow! Ouch! Geek! No! Please! No!" King tried to escape, but the digital lion held him by the base of his tail, keeping him on his knee. "Gyaaahh! Help! Someone save my butt!" Tears began to well up in King's eyes. "Looks like some participants are having conflicts." Dark Pit said with a grin. "Cameras!" The magical screens switched so everyone could see IceLeomon punishing King, unleashing a wave of laughter and fingers pointing at the titan's butt. King realized his bottom was the center of attention, increasing the humiliation to new levels. "EEEEEEP!!" King let out a high-pitched squeal, trying to run away, but he only managed to look like a little brat trying to escape a well-deserved spanking. Public humiliation causes the titan to lose control of his bladder, wetting his Super Monster underoos in front of all the cameras. "Aww~! Look how those plump buttocks bounce~!" Ry said excitedly. "Not bad, though I have my favorite buttocks~" Zero said, reaching into his husband's pants and brazenly squeezing his ass. Ry jumped slightly in surprise and then smiled at Zero. "You shouldn't be talking about other people's butts." Spike said, his face turning red. Gallus wrapped one of his wings around Spike. "Don't be jealous. I think your butt covered in panties is the best butt." Spike covered his face in embarrassment... and to hide a small smile at his boyfriend's compliment. Morgana pouted at the sight of the couple, wanting his boyfriend's attention too. Lufel noticed this and couldn't help but smile. The owl stroked the cat's head. "Don't listen to them, Kitty. Your big butt is always a sight to behold when it's bouncing from the spanking." The feline's ears flattened, and he looked away in embarrassment. "D-Don't say things like that." Havoc and Ryuma exchanged glances, grinning like lovesick fools, each placing a hand on the other's waist. Drake was pouting, so Leo picked up his boyfriend and sat him on his lap like the cute little beta boyfriend he is. You could almost see hearts leaping out of the stands… except for Chopper, who was wetting his undies from frustration. "Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow!" King bounced between whimpers, rubbing his red bottom from the spanking IceLeomon had given him. "TOO HOT!" King took off his wet underoos and sat down in the snow. The snow began to melt beneath his bare bottom, and the titan sighed in relief. “Ooohhhhh~!” King ended up under the snow. At least the audience had some fun, and if King stayed there, no one would see his naked body and how tiny his wee wee was. “Leaving the adorable little furry naked being…” Pit returned the cameras to normal. “…Now let’s judge the participants’ snow sculptures!” “Boo!” A group of spectators booed the angel boy, wanting to see more of the titan’s humiliation. But the competition wasn’t going to stop for small things. King didn’t receive any points since all he had was a pile of squashed snow, a red butt, and some underoos covered in yellow ice that he wouldn’t be able to use for a while. --- “Next up! The ice sculpting competition we promised earlier!” Pit announced. Beside him was Dark Pit, for some unknown reason encased in a block of ice. “All participants have access to blocks of ice in three different sizes! They must choose one to start chipping away at with the tools they've been given! They have a maximum of two hours to sculpt something!” The angel boy takes out a chisel and hammer, giving the ice containing the dark angel a light tap. The ice crumbles, along with Dark Pit's clothes. The dark angel collapses onto the ice wearing only pink Hello Kitty underoos. Pit throws his tools aside. “The faster you finish your sculpture, the more bonus points you'll earn! But don't just do anything, or you could end up losing everything!” King was dressed in a lilac winter jumpsuit; he was running out of wardrobe options. “Ice chipping, got it. Can’t be too hard.” “I don’t think you can do anything with those baby arms of yours.” Grimm sneered. “WILL YOU GO AWAY?!” The titan yelled upon seeing the magical feline beside him. “Because of you, I got spanked and my work was ruined in the last competition!” Grimm cleaned his teeth with a claw, showing little interest in what King had to say. “You should thank me. Thanks to me, your adorable ass is known to everyone.” “Why would something like that make me happy?!” King tried to repeatedly strike Grimm, but the feline was more elusive than he looked. So King tried to surprise him by launching a headbutt! “Take this! Horn Attack of the Titan King!” Despite its name, it was nothing more than King running forward, leaning too far, and not really seeing. Grim didn't even have to move; King ran past him. The titan didn't get far, as he crashed into one of the large blocks of ice with his horns. "Hey! What did you do?!" King shook his arms and ass, then tried to push, but it was no use. "I order you to release me right now!" "I think some heat would do you good." Grimm said, blowing a small fireball. "Hey! What are you doing back there?!" The titan said, unable to see anything, but a smell reached his nose. "What's that unpleasant aroma? It's like burnt fabric wit—AAHHH!!" King screamed as he felt the heat of the flames spreading across his jumpsuit. "Now you've got a hoooot ass." Grimm mocked, watching the flames burn and consume King's winter clothes. "Cry like a baby, and I might help you." “PLEASE HELP ME! ONLY YOU CAN WITH YOUR MAGIC! OH GREAT MASTER GRIMM!!” King didn't even think twice before throwing his pride to the ground and begging the cat who had been causing him so much trouble. “SAVE MY ASS!! I BEG YOU!! MASTER!!” King yelled as he peed his pants, again. “Huh~ I like it much better that way~” Grimm said with a grin. The feline used his magic to levitate a large chunk of ice above King. “Bath time!” Grimm unleashed a huge burst of flame that completely engulfed the ice! A great amount of steam was produced, and a considerable amount of water began to fall on the burning titan. “Burgh! Burghhhh!” King gargled as the water cascaded over him. At least it was warm, and the fire went out. The problem was that the jumpsuit had a huge hole in the back that ran from King's lower back to his knees, revealing Chococat-soaked underoos all over. And of course, King was drenched from head to toe, starting to shiver from the cold. "T-Th-Thanks..." That didn't sound very sincere, but Grimm didn't care. The magical feline was more focused on observing his work. Grimm's fire had melted the ice so well that he created a life-size statue of himself! "Splendid! I'm so amazing and handsome!" "And the demon cat or whatever it is is the first to finish its ice sculpture." Dark Pit said, while holding Pit in a neck lock. "And again we have that little... what is it, a goat? Well, whatever, it's showing his underwear again!" “Gwuah! Glurrgh! Th-idan! Blewhhhh…” Pit tried to speak, but he ended up fainting and wetting his tight pants thanks to his counterpart. “Do you think they’ll give King any points? He was involved in creating that ice sculpture.” Spike said, sipping hot chocolate while watching the competition. “Nah.” Chopper added marshmallows to his hot chocolate. “He’s getting humiliated by a cat.” “Who does that remind me of~” Morgana chuckled as Chopper and Spike blushed, remembering all the times they’d been publicly humiliated by Happy. Lufel was sipping tea when he heard his boyfriend teasing his friends. “Are you laughing because you’re remembering the times Happy humiliated you?” The owl smiled casually. “The times you tried to steal something in his world and he sent you to a cell dressed as a baby.” “Pufff! That’s right! Happy told me about that!” Ry said, laughing, and the others joined in. “Lufel!!” Morgana exclaimed, embarrassed at being reminded of that. Meanwhile, King ran off to find more clothes… only he didn’t have anything left for the cold! The titan hadn’t expected to lose so many clothes on the first day of the competition! --- The good thing was that King didn’t need clothes for the next event: Ice Fishing. … Yeah, the competition got boring. King sat down, covering himself with a blanket and a hot water bottle on his head. The titan was sniffling as he held his fishing rod with trembling hands. “At least in this boring competition, Grimm won’t be able to interfere…” “I’M SOOO BOREEEED!!” Drake complained, being one of the few people who actually stayed to watch. “Can’t we go get some hot food or something? It’s already too bad being stuck here in the snow wearing diapers and miniskirts!” “No.” Ry said, holding a mug of hot chocolate. “We came to cheer on King, so that’s what we’ll do. Even if the competition is as boring as watching grass grow.” “Yeah, I think the organizers didn’t think this through.” Lufel commented. “Enough with the protests!” Zero pointed to the horizon in an epic fashion. “Team Beta Bitches! Get to work cheering on King!” “Y-Yeah!” Leo, Havoc, and Ryuma said enthusiastically despite the cold, while Drake wore a sour expression, feeling sulked at being forced to participate in something so humiliating on the ice. The four boys in skirts took a few steps forward and started jumping on the frozen lake, waving their pom-poms. “K-I-N-G! That’s our Baby/Friend/Representative/Beta Boy!” They all said something different, betraying their lack of practice. Their movements were also clumsy and uncoordinated. All that jumping and the weight of four enormous padded bottoms caused the ice covering the lake's edge to begin cracking beneath them until… *CRACK* The ice shattered into pieces, leaving a rather large hole where they fell into the icy water. *Splat* Bubbles rose to the surface of the water, and then four enormous ice cubes containing a Gumdramon, a Veemon, a Dorumon, and a Ryudamon with silly faces popped out. “I think we should catch four big babies now.” Agumon said with a laugh. Back at the ice fishing competition, Grimm was excited, both hands on his cheeks, a wide smile on his face, and a dreamy look on his face. “I can’t wait to see what kind of fish are in this place! I’m sure there’s tuna and other delicious fish!” Grimm was so excited that he jerked his rod back too hard, sending the hook flying. The magical cat’s hook flew right up to the titan’s tail. “Huh? What was that?” Then Grimm pulled forward with all his might, dragging King along. “Gyahhhh!!” King was pulled in, wearing only his Chococat underoos, and fell into the hole where Grimm was fishing. “BLURRRGHHHHHH!!” The titan thrashed in the water. “Huh?” Grimm blinked in confusion. “I had bait? I don’t remember putting any on.” Grimm’s fishing rod began to shake, indicating that something had taken the bait. “Ah! One’s hooked!” The feline tried to pull hard with his arms, but whatever was on the other end of the line was too big. “Grrrr!! You can’t escape me!” The feline used his magic on the fishing rod; the ice reel began to wind, and the rod shot into the air, pulling in whatever was on the hook. “Fishy~ Fishy~” A shadow began to grow on the ice. It was something bigger than Grimm, and the ice had to be broken for it to surface! Grimm, those nearby, and the presenters could only gasp when they saw what it was. “It’s… it’s A SHARK!!” The shark thrashed in the air, the fishing ice caught in its large teeth, having swallowed the large bait offered to it. “KING!!!!” Ry, Zero, Chopper, Spike, Gallus, and Lufel shouted in concern that King had been eaten by a shark. Morgana and Grimm had a different reaction. “FISHY!!” They both shouted, their eyes glowing. The magical feline wouldn't let his prey escape for anything, so him used his magic to conjure a giant mace! The giant mace spun in the air and slammed into the shark, sending it flying higher and ensuring its capture! This also caused the shark to spit out King; fortunately, it hadn't chewed the titan before swallowing it. King was curled up in a shivering ball on the ice, having witnessed things no one should ever see. "...Mommy... I want my mommy..." he whispered. --- The scene shifts to the hotel lobby, where various creatures were milling about, going about their business. But the television is clearly audible, showing both Pit and Dark Pit on the frozen lake where the fishing competition had taken place. “And that was our last event for today! We hope everyone had fun!” Pit said, flashing a radiant smile despite shivering from the cold. Dark Pit was wrapping himself in his dark wings. “We’ve had some action and fun times. But tomorrow is when the really hard part begins!” “So take the rest of the day, eat well, have a hot bath, and make friends!” Pit said, sounding genuinely excited for the final part. “Then get a good night’s sleep so you’re ready for tomorrow’s competitions! Where the grand winner will be decided!” “I want a room!!” King shouted at the reception desk, fed up with the terrible day he’d been having. King didn’t even have decent clothes; he was dressed in a Care Bear diaper, a cyan sweater covered in rubber duckies, pink bunny booties, and matching gloves. “As a contestant, I was supposed to have a private room reserved just for me! I want my own bed and feather-filled pillow!” The manager didn't react to the little titan's tantrum, perhaps thanks to years of dealing with idiotic tourists. "Yeah, we're sorry. But the hotel has had to rearrange the layout to accommodate so many participants and visitors. So let me see what we can do to help." The manager typed on the computer. "Oh, that's too bad." Ry said, standing behind King. "If we'd known something like this would happen, we would have made another reservation at the hotel's daycare." "What do you mean, a daycare?" King asked. "I know you love baby stuff, but..." "Oh, no, the hotel actually has a daycare." Zero chimed in. "It's pretty common at these kinds of hotels. Some people can't find anyone to look after their kids, but they still want a peaceful vacation without having to worry about dirty diapers or losing their babies on the mountain, so the hotel offers 24-hour daycare." King looks around, noticing that Drake, Leo, Morgana, Spike, Chopper, Havoc, and Ryuma weren't around. "I guess that explains why the others aren't here... Is Leo in daycare too? I thought he was less of a baby bitch and more of a dominant boyfriend." "He is, but he's also a great baby." Ry laughs. "Not that there's anything wrong with that. I wouldn't mind wearing a cute diaper over the weekend so we don't have to stop our activities. But if we're too stuffed, we won't be able to move." "But we can have fun in our room~" Zero said with a smile, wrapping his arms around his husband's waist. "I can't wait to see how good the jacuzzi and bubble jets are~" "My bet is they want that for a squirt up their butts." Gallus said, seeing how lovey-dovey they were getting. "We have our rooms, can we go? I'm planning on doing some snowboarding so I can brag to my friends back home." “I prefer a walk in the snowy mountains and ice skating. But everyone has their own tastes.” Lufel said, sounding more mature and calm. King narrowed his eyes. “I still don’t understand why you’re dating Morgana?” “Sir, we have the key to your room here.” The manager said, holding up some keys. “Unfortunately, you’ll be sharing the room with someone else. But I’m sure you’ll become friends… he’s already in the room.” “Whatever.” King snatched the key from the manager. “Maybe I can steal some of his clothes to wear…” He muttered, walking angrily toward the elevator. The people around could only watch with amusement as the titan waddled like a duck in his booties, his padded bottom swaying from side to side. King walked down the hall, searching for his shared room. “410… 411… 412… 413!” He felt relieved to finally find a place to rest. So King puffed out his chest, wanting to show dominance to his unexpected roommate, and went inside. “Oh, if it isn’t the furry baby.” Grimm said when he saw King entering HIS room. “Are you lost? Are you looking for your mommy or maybe your nanny to change your diaper?” King froze in the doorway. Out of the hundreds of hotel rooms, with perhaps thousands of people, he just had to share a room with the feline that had been tormenting him since lunch, and in front of everyone at the competition! The magical cat tilted his head, observing the diaper-clad titan who was still standing in the doorway. “Hello? Did your batteries die or something?” “Room service!” A couple of employees arrived with a huge service cart, so busy pushing the thing that they bumped into the diaper-clad boy without noticing. “GUHH-!” King was squashed against the room's window, his goofy face pressed against the glass, as was his diaper, which was turning yellow. The employees didn't notice him; instead, they placed the enormous service cart in front of Grimm's bed. They had brought the shark that Grimm had caught earlier, now cooked and filleted with a side dish and a purple drink in a large glass. Grimm's face lit up. "Ahh~! Finally~! My special meal~!" The feline placed a napkin on his plate and picked up his utensils to begin eating his special shark dish. "We hope you enjoy your lunch." Both employees bowed. Then one of them noticed the guy in diapers at the window. "Sir, do you need us to take your baby to daycare or perhaps bring some appropriate food for him?" Grimm was chewing when he turned to look at King, understanding why the employee was asking. "He's not mine. Maybe he packed his own things... But since we have a special service for participating in the tournament! Bring plenty of baby food and that sort of thing for him! I'm sure the big baby will be hungry when he wakes up from his nap, and I don't want to hear him crying!" Grimm went back to his food. Both employees were speechless at the feline's audacity. "Understood..." They left, but returned shortly after with several jars of baby food, bottles of formula, an MLP bib, and even a high chair! What a level of care! Grimm was still eating shark, but he was kind enough to use his magic to move Grimm's body and put him in the high chair, closing the table and trapping his arms inside. --- "Let me out of here!" Drake yelled, also trapped in a high chair in the hotel's daycare. "I don't deserve to be treated like a f-glugh!!" One of the babysitter staff members shoved a spoonful of baby food into his mouth; the taste of broccoli and beans filled his mouth. "Come on, sweetheart, behave yourself." Leo said, calmly accepting the feeding. Perhaps that's why they gave him apple-flavored baby food. “Just let go and enjoy it~” His tail wagged, making his new Dragon Tales diaper crinkle and showing his excitement. “How can you enjoy this!?” Spike yelled, trying to escape, but he was firmly strapped to the changing table. Spike’s diaper was open, so his tiny wee wee was on full display, waiting for some padded padding to cover it. Meanwhile, Chopper and Morgana were huddled in a corner, their diapers down and their bottoms red. They had both started fighting and were duly punished. And finally, Havoc and Ryuma were in their padded bottoms and pajamas, watching cartoons like good beta babies, hoping Ry would congratulate them later for being such good babies and maybe do something together, like fuck or rub their diapers together. --- Back in the shared room, King was being constantly fed baby food with a enchanted spoon. His face and bib were smeared with it, and his stomach was swollen from being fed for 20 minutes. The bathroom door opened, releasing a large amount of steam. “Huuuh~ That was refreshing~” Grimm said as he stepped out of the bathroom wearing a bathrobe. “The tub isn’t bad at all; the hot water is pretty good even though we’re in a rather cold place.” The feline opened the small refrigerator in the room, taking out a bottle of milk to drink immediately. “Ahhh~ Nothing better than milk after a bath~” “BUUURP!” King burped, feeling like his head was full of baby food. “Put me down…” Grimm had completely forgotten about his roommate. “Oh, you’re still here.” The feline used his magic to wipe the titan’s face with the bib. “What a dirty baby.” “Hmph! I’m not a baby!” King whined as he tried to push away the bib pressing against his face, but he froze when his stomach growled loudly. “Put me down! I need to get out of here!” King thrashed in the high chair. Grimm crossed his arms in annoyance and puffed out his cheeks. “I don’t know if such a rude baby should be coming down to play. Try again, showing more respect and manners.” King tried to cross his legs, but the diaper was too thick. “Please! Let me down! I’m begging you! Mr. Grimm! I really need to go to the bathroom!” He could already feel his bladder betraying him, wetting the front of the diaper in spurts. Grimm stroked his chin. “Hmm… you know, I liked it better when you called me Master.” “Master! Master Grimm! Please!” King pleaded, feeling his diaper warm from emptying his bladder, but there was something worse he was trying to hold back. The feline grinned with satisfaction. “Good~ That’s much better~” Grimm used his magic to remove the table and tilted the high chair, sending King tumbling down. King’s eyes widened as he fell, helpless to stop himself, until he landed face-first! The titan’s skull rumbled, and he lost his balance. **FRAAAP!** A thunderous fart escaped King, then transformed into a mess that inflated the back of his diaper noisily. King was a mess on the bedroom floor. “Looks like the baby couldn’t hold it in. Hehehehe.” Grimm chuckled at King’s degrading state, reduced to a baby incapable of taking care of himself. “I’d better take care of you before you end up stinking up the room.” The feline’s gem glowed. Magical hands materialized and grabbed King by the armpits, lifting him into the air like a baby, his diaper dangling between his legs. “What?” Not understanding what was happening, King was carried to the bathroom where he was dropped to the floor. “Ow!” He complained, though more than pain in his ass, it was the discomfort of his diaper. “Hey!” One of the hands lifted the titan's sweater to begin undressing him while the other prepared the bath. “Stop! Stop! Where do you think you're touching!” King said, trying to resist. “Don't try to peek in the dirty laundry, you little pervert, or you'll end up sleeping in the middle of the lake.” Grimm said, getting comfortable in his bed and turning on the television. “WHO ARE YOU CALLING A PERVERT?!” the titan yelled from the bathroom floor. The magical hands had prepared the bath, undressed King, and thrown his diaper in the trash. So they lifted the little titan up like a baby and dropped him into the water. “GAAHHHH! HOT!” King jumped, his body slightly flushed. “TOO HOT!” He tried to escape, but their hands stopped him, slamming him under the water multiple times. “BLURGH! BLURGH! BLURGH!” King was tossed into the air like a rag doll, caught by his tail, and dunked back into the water. One of the magic hands picks up the bottle of conditioner and pours a large amount onto King's butt and starts rubbing it in as if it were his head. “Keep your hands off my ass!!” King yelled, trying to get out of the bathtub. Grimm was watching TV, barely hearing the shouts from the bathroom. “Yeah, no problem, it’s normal to have to help babies when they can’t bathe themselves.” One of the magic hands picked up a long, firm bath sponge to start giving King a thorough bath… only the sponge ended up being shoved up his ass! “KYAAHHHH!!” King moaned loudly, his tiny penis hardening and spurting out jets of cum. The hand pushed and pulled the sponge, fucking the titan in the tub. Grimm didn’t notice a thing; he put on a movie and turned up the volume, so King wouldn’t be freed until the magic wore off, maybe in a couple of minutes, an hour at most. That night, King dressed in a baby blue and white bunny onesie, the rear flap open, revealing his buttocks. He was sensitive after his bath. “Magic can’t be used in every situation… and some shouldn’t use it.” “You’re just jealous.” Grimm said, eating some salmon in his bed. “Besides, between the two of us, you were the one who sprayed your beta-boy cum in the bathroom.” The titan could feel the heat in his cheeks and his wee wee hardening. “That was your fault!” “Oh~ Are you already so in love with me that you were masturbating in the bathroom the whole time?” The feline brought his hands to his cheeks, feigning shyness. “I know I’m handsome, charming, intelligent, my fur is like silk, and I’m the future winner of this competition; but you should wait until we get to know each other a little better before you do those things, you pervert.” “I DIDN’T DO ANYTHING THINKING OF YOU!!” King screamed. King tried to explain to Grimm that what had happened in the bathroom had nothing to do with a crush or anything like that, but the feline persisted in teasing the titan. It was like having personal entertainment in the room; it was especially fun to give King a smack on the bottom and make him yelp loudly. The night wasn't much better for King, as Grimm personally put him in a diaper and fed him a bottle of warm milk, which made him sleep like a baby. --- The next morning, King woke up with a soaked diaper and alone. The titan sat up in bed, rubbing the floor against his eyes as his senses finished waking up. "I want a stack of chocolate waffles... huh?" King noticed that the other bed was unmade and empty. "...has he already left?" King tried to get up as usual, but the weight of his wet diaper and the gap between his legs caused him to lose his balance and fall headfirst to the floor. "Ouch!" The blow helped King fully wake up. After rubbing his head, he took off his pajamas, threw them on the floor, and then undid the tapes on his diaper. The titan stood up, now completely naked, and took care of his diaper to prevent any more accidents. Ignoring the cold air passing between his legs, King's eyes gleamed with greed and wicked intent. "Now that that idiot's gone, I can take advantage... and there's only one thing you can do when your loathsome roommate isn't around..." King eyed the closet on the opposite side of the room, where all of Grimm's things were surely kept, like his luggage, his clothes, and, most importantly, his underwear! "I need some of that if I want to be able to move freely during the competitions..." As soon as the titan placed his hands on the closet doorknob, the door swung open in an instant... the bedroom door! "Good morning!" Grimm called out from the doorway, carrying a tray with a baby bottle and jars of baby food in different flavors, none of them appealing. “The greatest mage of all has come to show his incredible generosity with…” A tense and awkward silence filled the room. King was sweating profusely. “T-This isn’t what it looks like! I swear! I just need underwear!” The blue flames on the feline's ears intensified. "WHAT DID I TELL YOU ABOUT NOT STEALING MY UNDERWEAR TO MASTURBATE?!" He unleashed a torrent of flames. "GYYAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!" King ran naked from the room, a small flame flickering from his tail. "I DIDN'T WANT YOUR UNDERWEAR FOR THAT!!" "Get back here! You horny little pervert! I'm going to punish you!!" Grimm chased King down the hotel hallway, yelling angrily, drawing attention and blowing fireballs. "What's all the commotion?" Ry and Zero emerged from their room to see what all the fuss was about. For some reason, Agumon was dressed as a Christmas elf in diapers, and Shoutmon was half-dressed as Santa Claus. King ran past them, a torrent of blue flames incinerating all the clothes Ry and Zero were wearing. The feline continued running, leaving the naked couple behind. “Looks like King has a new friend.” Ry said with an amused grin. Zero blew a halo of smoke. “Good to see you both have plenty of energy.” “Stop it!” Pit yelled as he flew down the corridor, still dressed in his pink unicorn pajamas. “You can’t burn the hotel down or cook other participants!” Practically the entire hotel knew about the commotion they were causing early on. **SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!** “GWAHHH! I’M SORRY! I DIDN’T MEAN IT!” King cried like a baby. He had been caught and, still naked, was being punished… in the hotel lobby. “Bad boy!” Pit said, giving the titan’s bare bottom another hard smack. “You can’t just run around naked stealing underwear!” The angel boy was demonstrating the power that ‘a hand of God’ could muster to deliver a good ‘divine punishment.’ **SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!!** “I-IT WASN’T LIKE THAT! GWAHH! I WANT MY MOMMY! GWAHH! GWAHH!” Grimm was there too, watching angrily with his arms crossed. “I’d love to say you should lose points in the competition after this, but you don’t have any.” He put a hand to his cheek, thinking about how to punish the pathetic boy. “I need to think of a better way to make you pay for trying to sniff my underwear.” “He meant to do something so perverted!?” Pit yelled, holding King upside down by his tail. “Please forgive us, we didn’t know this furball was so indecent.” King continued crying upside down, his arms, legs, and wee wee dangling. The people around him pointed out how small he was, except for his butt, which was quite large and round. Pit thoughtlessly placed King in the main entrance, in front of the large windows, for a moment of reflection. It wasn't until someone loudly mocked the unicorns on Pit's pants that he realized he was still in his pajamas. The angel boy squealed in embarrassment and ran back to his room yelling for some pants. No sooner had Pit left than Grimm pulled out a large baby bottle and shoved it at King… in his butt! “GYAAAAHHHHHH~!!” King moaned loudly, spraying cum uncontrollably on the glass as some milk dripped onto his tight ass. --- King was dressed in a yellow diaper and an orange shirt while having breakfast in the hotel dining room with his friends. Of course, it wasn't clothing he'd like to be wearing, so he'd have to get some new clothes later too. “I CAN'T STAND THAT GUY!!” King stabbed the bacon on his plate in fury. “I wish that idiot would go up the mountain, get lost, and then get spanked by a polar bear!” Zero, sitting next to him eating, wiped his face with a Paw Patrol bib before speaking. “I’d love to run into a bear like that, though, I don’t think it’ll happen.” Ry had an MLP bib and his face was pretty dirty, but he still didn’t wipe it. “Sounds like you and that guy have been having a lot of fun in such a short time!” “Your concept of fun is pretty twisted!” King yelled, nearly jumping onto the table. Gallus had a stack of donuts on his plate. “And you were still cumming over him.” The titan's face turned bright red, and he felt his small penis harden against the soft padding of his diaper. "That wasn't because of HIM! It was because something was up my ass!" Lufel was sipping tea and eating various kinds of meat. "Premature ejaculator, Morgana said the babies in the group had a lot of that, I see she was right." "THAT'S NOT THE POINT AT ALL!" King literally threw down his breakfast. "Was there a point?" Zero said, leaning back in his chair. "Maybe what you really wanted was... to ask us for something?" He asked suspiciously. The titan sat down, crossing his arms and looking away in frustration. "It's not a big deal, I just need some clothes." He finally admitted. "I packed light since it was only going to be a weekend, but everything's been ruined at this point. And it's all Grimm's fault!" “I’m sure there are thick diapers and full-body pajamas you can use.” Ry said with a laugh, already picturing King dressed ridiculously and playing in the snow. King narrowed his eyes. “I’m in a serious competition, I need to be able to move properly. So no, NO, NO diapers! I need real underwear!” “No way am I lending you my underwear.” Gallus said firmly. “I’ve got enough on my plate keeping Morgana away from my used underwear, so no.” Lufel replied nonchalantly, not that it was his problem. “You’re on your own.” “OH COME ON!!” King jumped up from his seat. “I don’t have anyone else to ask for this! Everyone else is still in daycare being treated like babies! And there aren’t any shops here that sell clothes! What kind of tourist spot doesn’t have shops that sell everything?!” “I think when you want to spend time in the snow, you don’t think about buying clothes or looking for new outfits, it’s more about switching off.” Zero said, shrugging. Ry grinned mischievously. “Aww~ You're so eager to wear something of ours~?” “I highly doubt anyone would actually want to wear something of yours…” King muttered, but he didn't really have any other options, so he raised his voice. “Just give me some underwear and something to keep me warm, and I'll do whatever you want after that.” That was all Ry needed to hear. “Deal!” The Titan shuddered, having a terrible feeling at the sight of Agumon's grin. “Urgh, I feel like I'm going to regret this later… okay, about the clothes…” --- “Welcome to the final day of the Winter Competition!” Pit shouted into the microphone. The angel boy had learned his lesson and had dressed in winter clothes instead of just wearing a tunic and tight shorts. “Today we have a huge event that will be divided into three parts!” He turns with an excited smile to the dark angel at his side. Dark Pit rolls his eyes in annoyance. “The participants will have to cross the frozen lake using skates, then they’ll have to climb to the top of the snowy mountain.” Pit chimed in to elaborate. “The participants can choose to take the cable car, which is a safe but slow option.” Magical screens display the cable cars. “Oh, if you have the guts to take the path up the mountain, you can gain time to reach the top first and take the lead in the final stretch!” “Participants will have to slide down the snow!” Pit exclaimed, suddenly on a sled. “You can choose your favorite method! Sled, skis, a board, climbing a tree, or whatever!” The cameras focused on Pit’s jiggling butt. “The finish line will be at the bottom of the mountain! So try to save your energy for the final stretch!” “Or you can also knock other competitors out of the race!” Dark Pit said, pulling out his rifle and firing at the ground. The bullet ricocheted and ripped the crotch off Pit’s pants. But hey! He wasn’t hurt! “GYAHHHH!!” Pit jumped into the air, his pants now resembling chaps. “PITOO!!” Pit drew his bow and nocked several arrows to intimidate Pitoo. Which is difficult when you have your Barbie underoos on full display with a small pee stain. King stalked among the other participants, drawing everyone's attention. Though not in the way he'd hoped. Ry had given King a particularly childish and embarrassing outfit. Yellow boots with Pikachu faces, pink pants so tight they gave King a constant wedgie, a rather fluffy pink coat with a white stomach and a rainbow print, yellow gloves to match his boots, and a yellow chick hat. "I should have known Ry wouldn't give me anything worthy of someone like me..." King muttered, trying to ignore the laughter and comments from the other participants. He stopped, tugging at the seat of his pants in an attempt to pull his underwear out from between his buttocks. "Even underwear feels too small, jeez... at least no one can see them." "See what?" Grimm was standing behind King. "Geeek!" King jumped, moving away from the feline. “Stop appearing like that! It’s really creepy to sneak up behind people! Approach like a normal person!” The feline placed both hands behind his head, looking nonchalant. “It’s not my fault you’re too busy playing with your big ass in public to notice when someone approaches you.” Grimm grinned. “Is that why you dressed up like this? So you could have all eyes on you? Are you an exhibitionist who gets turned on like this?” “YOU’RE AN EVEN WORSE BASTARD THAN HAPPY!!” King yelled, starting an argument. Meanwhile, in the audience area, Ry and the others watched with interest. “King looks so adorable~ But do you think he can make it past the first stage of the competition, or will he be too distracted by his friend?” Ry asked with a mischievous smile. “Maybe he could if we had the cheerleading squad, but right now we just have a bunch of beta babies.” Zero said with a smile, pointing to the playpens in the snow. “Get me out of here!” Drake yelled, clinging to the netting of the playpen. The Veemon was wearing pink Hello Kitty pajamas with a very obvious diaper bulge. Leo was in the same playpen, keeping his boyfriend company. The Gumdramon was wearing blue pajamas with penguin designs. “Drake, if you really need to go to the bathroom that badly, you can wear your diaper~ I could change you if you enjoy it more that way~” “Why don’t you learn from the others?” Ry said to his younger brother. “Just look at them, they’re good babies who know how to behave with their boyfriends.” In playpen number two were Havoc and Ryuma. The Dorumon and Ryudamon were still wearing their little cheerleader outfits, bouncing on the padded material. Although this time it was because Ry had put vibrators in the crotch of their diapers. In the third playpen were Morgana and Spike, both squirming and making their diapers crunch as Lufel and Gallus petted and teased them with captivating smiles. The feline in Tweety Bird pajamas and the dragon in pink bear pajamas could do nothing but melt in the hands of their dominant boyfriends and become their playthings. And in the last playpen was Chopper wearing white pajamas with cherry blossoms. The deer was chewing on a pacifier while watching with intense jealousy as everyone else was having fun with their boyfriends… EVERYONE EXCEPT HIM! Chopper couldn't stop wetting his diaper from frustration! He wanted to trade places with any of them! Back at the winter competition, all the participants were getting ready on benches by the frozen lake, making sure their skates were fastened. “Argh! Why did they have to be skates with laces!?” King was having a hard time. “Aww~ Does the baby need Velcro skates?” Grimm joked. But then he used his magic to tie King’s shoelaces. “There, it wasn’t so hard, was it?” The titan looked away, blushing. “You used magic, that doesn’t count… but thanks.” Pit flew over the frozen lake, a wedgie strapped tightly to his shoulders and his bow. “Participants! Everyone ready?!” The angel boy nocked a light arrow to his bow and aimed it skyward. “The winter triathlon begins!” Pit fired a light arrow that exploded like fireworks. “Owee!” Then he groaned and tried to remove the wedgie. King put one foot on the ice… and slipped, landing with his feet in midair. “Ouch!” He spun around and tried to get up on his hands and toes, but King kept slipping and falling. “Why is this so hard?!” Out of ideas, King dropped to his knees and started pushing himself forward with his hands. It was like a dog scratching its butt. “Frozen Strike!” “Frozen Arrows!” “Ice Shot!” “Great Mage Grimm’s Fireball!” As the titan crawled across the ice, the other competitors decided to narrow the field, launching a variety of attacks at each other. Most of them were ice-elemental, but there were a few exceptions, like Grimm. "Keep your head down and slide... you're not running away, you're conserving energy..." King told himself as he did his best to avoid being caught in the crossfire. Then a massive ice sword slammed right in front of his face! "Gyah!" King swore he almost lost his nose. A fissure opened where the sword had been, spreading and branching into more cracks in the ice. "No, no, no, no, no!" King crawled faster. Grimm noticed King and had an idea. "Time for the baby to help his daddy!" The feline leaped toward the titan, landing with his bottom on King's back. "GOOOHHH!" King gasped. "No! We're going to fall!" Grimm took a deep breath and then blew a burst of flame! King was propelled forward, causing them to skid and leaving a trail of melted ice in their wake! Much of the frozen surface of the lake broke, and several participants fell into the water. “Gaaahhhhh! Stop! Hit the brakes!” King yelled, watching as the shore drew closer and closer. “AAAHHHHH!!” **Pow!** The titan crashed, his head buried in the snow. King also lost control of his bladder, wetting his pants and steaming. “Thanks for the ride~” Grimm said, hopping off King’s back and using his tail to playfully slap the titan’s butt. The feline took off his skates and started running across the snow. Dark Pit was using an atomic wedgie at the fork in the road. The dark angel was so frustrated at not being able to remove Kuromi’s underoos from his head. “Urgh! Cowards, you can take the left path by cable car. The right path is for climbing the mountain on your own.” Dark Pit tried to pull off his underwear. Grimm stopped. “How much time can you waste on a cable car?” The feline glanced at the transportation option. “Who the heck designed that thing?!” The cable car started by zigzagging, had a U-turn, climbed several meters, then dropped, and then ascended in a series of twists and turns to the mountaintop. “Looks like they had the idea to make a ‘roller coaster’ in the snow. But they forgot that these things climb slowly.” Dark Pit said, tucking his underoos into his pants. “The snow path then!” Grimm hurried off down the mountain path. “Hey! Wait for me!!” King yelled, running while dusting off his pants. The ground had cooled and was starting to freeze, making it difficult to run. The path up the mountain led through a snowy forest, where the few remaining participants decided to face each other once more. Many ventured deeper into the woods, others were fighting in the trees, and a few were fighting on the path to avoid getting lost. “You again!” IceLeomon exclaimed, kicking an unconscious ice kitsune away. “I have some unfinished business with you!” The lion gripped his sword fiercely. Grimm stopped, sweating slightly at the sight of the much larger and more heavily armed feline. “H-Hey! Don’t you think this is a little unfair? I don’t have any weapons or anything!” “Don’t pretend!” The white lion pointed his sword at the titan. “I know very well that you use magic!” Grimm took a step back. He'd used too much magic to get out of the lake; using powerful spells could lead to an unpleasant outcome for the magical feline. "Hey!! Don't leave me behind!" King shouted, trying not to fall behind. "I can't be left behind! I must be the winner!" The titan said, panting, unaccustomed to the snow. Grimm saw King, a malicious grin spreading across his face. The feline used a simple levitation spell on the titan. "Gaahh! Now what!?" King was flung into IceLeomon. "Huh!?" The ice feline was taken aback, slashing desperately with his sword. King wasn't hurt; only his clothes were cut, and he ended up crashing into IceLeomon's face. "Gah! Get out of my face!" The great feline thrashed, unable to see anything. "Good work! I'll reward you later!" Grimm took advantage of the opportunity to run, getting ahead of them, but not before using another small spell to pull down IceLeomon's pants. "Gyah!!" IceLeomon gasped, feeling the cold on his legs, aware that everyone could now see he was wearing pink briefs with "Property of WereGarurumon" written across the back in bright red letters. "You bastards!" IceLeomon grabbed King by one of his horns and finally pulled him away from his face. "I never want to see you again!" The giant phenyleple yelled and threw the titan as far away as he could. "Gyahhhhhhhhhhh!!" King went flying. And since his clothes had been cut off, they ended up detaching from his body, so the titan was now flying only in the underwear Ry had given him: small pink panties with frills and bunny pictures. "Hey! Those panties belong to Spike!" Gallus exclaimed upon recognizing his boyfriend's underwear. Ry chuckled softly… until Gallus yanked Care Bear's underoos over his head! “Keep your hands off my sissy dragon's underwear!” Zero grinned. “Looks like King and Grimm are finally getting along well enough to work together.” He said as he watched the embarrassed IceLeomon struggling to pull up his pants. Thanks to what happened at the lake and the battles in the snowy forest, Grimm managed to be the first participant to reach the mountain's summit. “Gyyyaaaaaahhhhh!!” King arrived right after, plummeting from the sky. But at least the snow cushioned his fall, leaving his upper half buried while his legs, panties-clad bottom, and tail swung freely. Grimm couldn't help but stop and admire that big pink ass and give it a good smack. “Final Stage!” Pit's voice boomed over the loudspeakers. “All you need to do now is slide down the mountainside to the finish line to win!” King pokes his head out of the snow, moving clumsily and shivering from the cold. “I can do it… I can win…” The titan stumbles like a drunk toward the sleds that had been set out for the participants to use. “I’ll be a real King…” “Yeah… I don’t think so.” Grimm said, grabbing the waistband of King’s panties and giving the titan a big wedgie, showing he had arm strength too. “GYAH! WEDGIEEEEE!!” King lets out a girly squeal and pees a little more as ass end is exposed to the freezing mountain air. “Why can’t you just move away from me!” Grimm shakes the wedgie to the sides, enjoying watching the panties ride up further between his large buttocks. “Because you’re quite funny, even kind of cute.” “Huh!?!?” King felt his face burning. Before he could even react, the feline hit the titan with an atomic wedgie, leaving him seeing only pink and bunnies. “EEEEP!” “Hehehehe~ Your squeaks are quite cute~” Grimm said, positioning the sled. “Now come here, baby.” The magical feline used his tail to grab the titan by one leg. “Let’s go! To victory!” Grimm said, launching himself with the sled and dragging King along behind him! King was helpless, being swept away by the snow as they hurtled down the mountain at high speed. “BLUGH-BLARG-ARRGH!!” The titan didn’t understand what was happening; he could only feel the snow reaching places it shouldn’t. “Here come the first participants!” Pit exclaimed as he fought Pitoo. Grimm slid down the sled, deciding to finish spectacularly, so he used his magic to create a ramp out of the snow. “Here we go!!” The magical feline said, grabbing the ramp and leaping high into the air, several meters off the ground. “GWAAAAHHHHH!!” King cried, his eyes rolling back in his head, his panties wet. Pit and Dark Pit stopped fighting and rushed out of the way as they saw the flying sled approaching dangerously. A crash landing sent the snow flying near the finish line exploding, but the sled somehow remained intact, crossing the finish line with Grimm as the winner, dragging a weeping King along with him. Pit poked his head out of the snow, watching the feline on the sled, so he pulled out his microphone. “And the winner of the first place in the winter triathlon and also the winner of the grand winter tournament of giants is… GRIMM!” Pit announced, then fainted. The crowd erupted in excitement, shouting Grimm’s name, whistling, and clapping in celebration of the winner of this thrilling and very fun competition. Grimm looked overjoyed to see so many people celebrating his victory and shouting his name, this time not because he caused trouble. “That’s the big mage Grimm for you, baby!!” the feline said, raising his arms, celebrating in place in his elegant suit. Ry clapped despite having an atomic wedgie. “Well, King at least got second place in the competition thanks to his friend, not bad.” “No, not really.” Lufel said with a cup of tea. “King didn’t have any points in the previous competitions, and even with second place here, by my calculations, he doesn’t even make the top 10.” Gallus shrugged. “It’s not like we were expecting him to win.” “How honest… though I was hoping he’d come in last.” Zero was truthful. “YOU GUYS ARE THE WORST!!” The beta babies said in unison upon hearing the comments. King managed to stand once more, though his panties were so soaked they’d fallen around his ankles. But the titan was too confused to realize he was naked in front of a huge audience and several cameras. “Mommy… did I win?... can I have my special star?” King babbled as his vision slowly cleared. Finally, his mind and eyes were functioning properly again, just in time to see Pit and Dark Pit present Grimm with a trophy that was bigger than the feline. “WHAT?! This can’t be true! HE’S the winner?! What about me?!” King screamed in a high-pitched voice, ready to throw a tantrum in the middle of the snow. Grimm grins, focusing all his attention on the titan. “You’re awake~ Just in time, because I have something for you~” The magical feline uses his magic to create a pink collar, which has a tag and a pacifier attached with a string. “Come on! Put this on!” The titan’s face turned red so fast it steamed up. “WHAT!? NEVER!” Grimm grins. “I’ve made up my mind! You’ve turned out to be quite useful and fun! So from now I, the great mage Grimm, officially appoint you as my servant/pet!” King’s entire body trembles. And it’s not from being naked in the snow. “What makes you think I’d accept that!? You’ve done nothing but annoy and sabotage me since we crossed paths! Spending time with you is guaranteed trouble and humiliation!” “And if you really think that, why are you so hard?” The feline points down. The titan lowered his gaze… “EEEEHHHHHHHH!?!?!?” It was true! It was hard to see because of his tiny size, but King had an erection and was dripping cum! King’s body trembled even more, feeling the heat coursing through every cell of his body. For some reason, he was unable to cover himself. “N-No, it’s not true… I didn’t… this is…” “You loved every moment~” Grimm said, with a captivating voice that made King shudder and his wee wee release a little cum. “You can try to deny it~ But your body is honest about what you want~ You adore me so much that your pathetic little dick can’t stop dripping just thinking about the things I could do to you~” King wanted to scream, to deny that this was even possible, and even try to hit the feline for being so bold… but his body wouldn't respond, not like that. King was biting his lip, trembling from head to toe, his heart pounding, and his wee wee releasing small spurts of cum. King wanted to squeal, but at this point, was it from anger or excitement? “On your knees.” Grimm said. The titan obeyed immediately, placing his hands and raising his head to expose his neck. “Aww~ Are you so eager for this~?” The feline teased, taking his time to put the collar on his new pet, inserting a finger and pretending to check that the collar was on incorrectly. “Perfect~” Then Grimm gripped the collar tightly and pulled King in for a deep, intense kiss! King's eyes met, and his pupils turned into hearts. The titan's body felt so hot it seemed like steam was rising around him. His hips began to rise and fall with uncontrolled excitement, and his small penis was ejaculating uncontrollably! If there had been any doubt before, it was gone. King was Grimm's baby beta bitch now. Hundreds of people were present to witness it, and many cameras were broadcasting it! Grimm broke off the kiss, letting King fall backward into the snow. "Can't you control yourself, or did you faint and get a wet dream~?" The feline asked, seeing the titan panting and pumping his hips. "Well, that doesn't matter for now." Grimm used his magic on King once more to give him an outfit more appropriate for his pet. King was dressed in a pink top that read, "My Master's Good Bitch Beta." in large letters, and a pink diaper with Grimm's face on the ass, marking him as his property. The members of the Club BBB watch in astonishment as Grimm takes the unconscious King for a photo op with the feline's impressive trophy. Chopper even fainted and noisily soiled his diaper. It's official, Chopper is the only single member of the group. ----- Happy New Year everyone!