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Naked and afraid in the middle of a stone maze, he's left on his own to wander and find the exit. This is no regular maze, of course. There are plenty of roadblocks and traps that are suspiciously set just for him. Like a cow that needs milking a certain way, finding one of his patented diapers rigged to a trap, and lord knows what else. Whoever tossed Ellie into this maze really wants him to earn finding that exit.\n\nA huge collab between EllieKitty, Zeydaan and myself, this piece is gonna be the read of a lifetime if you enjoy being trapped in mazes, diapers, TF, and WAM (wet and messy for those uninitiated). Of course, every TF is unconditional and forced, so... sorry Ellie, you're just prone to these sorts of things. And don't forget to check out the comic that Zeydaan made right here: [url=]LINK HERE WHEN THEY'RE UPLOADED[/url]\n\nAs always: share with your friends, drop a fave, leave a comment. \n\nFor the PDF: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/58755245/", "description_bbcode_parsed": "Ellie has once again found himself in a spot of bother. Naked and afraid in the middle of a stone maze, he's left on his own to wander and find the exit. This is no regular maze, of course. There are plenty of roadblocks and traps that are suspiciously set just for him. Like a cow that needs milking a certain way, finding one of his patented diapers rigged to a trap, and lord knows what else. Whoever tossed Ellie into this maze really wants him to earn finding that exit.

A huge collab between EllieKitty, Zeydaan and myself, this piece is gonna be the read of a lifetime if you enjoy being trapped in mazes, diapers, TF, and WAM (wet and messy for those uninitiated). Of course, every TF is unconditional and forced, so... sorry Ellie, you're just prone to these sorts of things. And don't forget to check out the comic that Zeydaan made right here: LINK HERE WHEN THEY'RE UPLOADED

As always: share with your friends, drop a fave, leave a comment.

For the PDF: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/58755245/", "writing": "[center] ElliePiggy’s Trap Maze[/center]\n\nA heavy stone door opened, grinding against the floor. “Get in there!” Into the dimly lit room flew a cat. The snep in question fell to the floor with a thud to the damp floor. He was the last contestant in this mysterious challenge that had come to town. The prize was a mystery to everyone. ‘Those who dare to enter can win a prize beyond their wildest dreams!’ was their claim. Very few people rose to the challenge. Those who did had nothing to lose, wanted the views for their social media, or, like Ellie, gave in to their curiosity. Now, he found himself in a dark, damp room in nothing but his birthday suit. He felt naked and exposed, but above all, he felt tricked. He should have figured the whole thing was a scam when they led them all away into a van, but wasn’t thinking straight at the time, wondering what the prize could possibly be. Money? Cars? Yachts? Ownership of a company? ‘Wildest dreams’ is so vague. He rose to his knees and looked around.\n\nDim lights came to life, illuminating the room. That kind of broad, dim light you’d see built into the farthest wall of an in-ground pool would make swimming at night so much fun. The place was barely lit, but just enough to see where one was walking. Cautiously, Ellie rose to his feet and gazed down the path before him. Long and narrow, there was no way to tell where it went aside from walking down it. “Well, shit.” When Ellie reached the end of the hall, he found it was a turn. He turned right, finding there was a left turn. “Did they put me in a maze?” Hours passed as he silently navigated the constant twists and turns, making quick decisions at the forks and keeping track of where he was going as best as he could. After one turn, he nearly fell to the floor. There was something down the path. Running toward it, he recognized it as a cow. It stood there on a red platform, strapped in place by its feet. A sign stood before the platform in bold lettering:\n\n[center][b]Reduce her load[/b][/center]\n\nStrings attached a scale to the platform by its four corners. The screen that the strings were attached to had two screens. The first read 657 kgs, and the second, below it, read -25kgs. “Reduce her load. Reduce her load....” Ellie rubbed his chin and thought about this. It was a dead end. He assumed that if he completed this challenge, he’d get a prize or something. Gazing at the cow, its light brown fur looked completely healthy, with no caked dirt, mud, or patches. It looked at him and mooed urgently, wiggling her rear end. Her udder flopped and wiggled vigorously. That was the key. “You need milking, girl?” Stepping on the platform, he felt the platform sink slightly. Hopefully, it was accounting for his weight as well. He knelt beside the cow and checked the udder. It was enormous. Veins were visible on the surface and didn’t seem as jiggly as it should be. “You’re really full.” He gingerly grasped two teats and massaged them. Not long after, they began leaking, and he started pulling on them with long motions. The milk spilled onto the surface and fell through thin on the platform. Curious, he rose and checked the scale again. Thankfully, it did account for his weight, but to his dismay, it added .5 kg to the needed weight. “How else am I supposed to…” he paused, answering his question, “contain the milk. Oh boy.”\n\nBack on the platform, he awkwardly lay on his side. Shuddering, he stretched his neck out, placed his lips on a teat, and began sucking. Milk shot into his mouth and poured down his throat. He remembered having raw, untreated milk before as a kit, but only as a treat from the local farm. This cow produced such delicious milk that all it took was one squirt of its milk to get Ellie addicted. He adjusted his body so he could have more of her udder in his mouth at once, eager to drink from her and lighten her load. He wasn’t even keeping track of how much he was drinking; he closed his eyes, enjoying it.\n\nAs milk poured into his body, warmth flowed through his body. He had a long way to go as well. Ellie didn’t stop; his focus was unparalleled, so much so that he didn’t notice the changes occurring to his body. The fit and trim body he had began to expand, the white fur on his underbelly stretching to accommodate the growing new fat. Love handles poured over the sides of his waist, as that too stretched, adding a centimeter with each gulp of milk. Mounds of fat emerged on his chest, adding more mass by the second. Perky nipples stood erect and eager for action. Ellie moaned as he switched teats, hoping that it would make the experience even better. \n\nEllie’s dick was erect and upright, eager for some attention. All the milk he had consumed thus far was going through him. He didn’t want to stop drinking from the cow. The sooner he was done, the sooner he’d be out of this maze. Instead, he grasped his dick feeling just how messed up this situation was. He stroked it, enjoying the familiar sensations from his beans and the new warmth from the milk. For some reason, it was more difficult to reach his dick, but he didn’t want to spoil the moment by opening his eyes. His arms felt wet. Reaching blindly for the source, he found the lumps of manboob on his chest were leaking. [i]Wha? [/i]\n\nEllie opened his eyes, still sucking on the teat, but had it fall out when his mouth fell agape. He had gained so much weight. He had opened his eyes just in time to see his thighs plump up to match his new pear-shaped body. Waddling off of the scale, he found that he still needed 7.3 kg. With a worried face, he clasped his love handles, then cupped his man tits. “I’m too far in now.” Struggling to get back down, he wiggled back under and latched onto a different teat. His dick was throbbing, begging for more attention, wanting to finish what it had started. He stretched as far as he could to caress it. It suddenly felt so good, better than any other session at home or with his friends. He continued to pleasure himself while he sucked at the cow’s teat. It didn’t take long to reach breaking point. On the verge of cumming, his pelvis was tingling. He snorted through his nose, maintaining the teat in his mouth. Letting out a muffled moan, he shot the most pleasurable load of cum he had ever had. The tingling continued, and he felt his dick… expanding?\n\nEllie’s eyes shot open as he looked down his fat body. His eyes shot open in shock as his dick was turning bubblegum pink and not just inflating but expanding outwards. It was now so big he could comfortably hold it in both hands like a dodgeball, and it was still growing! From it, four lumps were slowly sprouting from the top. It was unmistakable what was happening now; his dick was transforming into an udder. One by one teats sprung out from the expanding sack on his pelvis. They were so smooth and sensitive. [i]I’m not a cow![/i] His body sure said otherwise. All he’d need were horns, hooves, and a shorter tail to be convincing. He hoped that wasn’t in the plan. \n\nMilk began leaking from his teats as they were from the cow’s. He couldn’t resist; he grasped one of them and a shot of electricity coursed through his body. “YEOW!” Immediately, he grabbed another and took the other shot—only one thing to do with an udder. Repeating the same motions he had performed before with this strange cow, he nearly passed out from the pleasure that was surging through him. Milk was leaking from him like a dripping faucet, and it only increased in volume as he milked himself. “Ha. Ha. HA. H[i]A[/i]A[i]A[/i]A[i]A[/i]A[i]A[/i].” Ellie’s voice wavered as he pleasured himself in this new, novel way. “Fuck, I’m gonna…” All four of his teats began spewing milk into the grate below. Even his manboobs began leaking milk. \n\nEllie struggled to get up, partially because of the udder in between his legs, preventing him from standing correctly. His head was so fuzzy and groggy like a dense fog had rolled into his head, preventing him from thinking properly. A low chime played from somewhere in the room. He looked up at the scale. He had drunk an extra kilogram of milk accidentally. A stone wall slid to the side, allowing him to pass. His legs shook, and he was not ready to continue his journey through the maze. Instead, he lumbered over the cow’s face and gave it pets. “I’m sorry, girl.” He pet and pet and pet the cow. The cow mooed appreciatively. He tried to gather his thoughts, but the brain fog made it difficult. Once his legs felt ready, he started off again. He didn’t give a pair of fetid dingo’s kidneys what was next; nothing could be worse. Right?\n\n\n\n\nEllie constantly looked down and grabbed his stomach, man boobs, or some other part of his body, assessing the damages. More importantly, he would lean over and grope one of his teats. It would give him the will to go on. It reminded him that maybe there was a way out and a way to fix all this at the end of the maze. Second, he enjoyed the pleasure it sent through his body. Several times, he would turn around and see if he was still leaking. He was. Like Hansel and Gretel, he was leaving behind a trail of milk. “There’s one good thing about this,” Ellie would say to himself. He could use that to tell if he was going the right way or not. Several times, he would have to stop and take a breather. He wasn’t just waddling; his legs were nowhere near able to close correctly, so it was almost like shuffling. \n\nThe next challenge awaited him. The lights were brighter here, illuminating the floor. Ellie gasped. There were no meters, no pressure plates, no cows, nothing over the top. This was a simple, square room with a pedestal in the center. Something sat on it, but it was too far away, with a spotlight shining down on it. A sign against the wall read:\n\n[center][b]Go on. Take it.[/b][/center]\n\n“Nuh uh.” Ellie said. “Whatever it is, I’m moving on.” Intent on walking right past whatever it was, curiosity got the better of him. Stopping halfway through the room, Ellie stopped and glanced at whatever it was on the pedestal. His eyes widened. His jaw dropped. “How did you…” Walking closer, he couldn’t believe his eyes. A cushy, white diaper sat on the pedestal. Folded neatly, a pink paw print was on the front. The sides were a pastel purple and pink, with darker pink tapes. He picked up the diaper, crinkling it in his hands. “How did they get one of my diapers in here?”\n\n*click*\n\nA pressure plate. The pedestal began to sink into the ground. “SHIT!” Still holding the diaper, Ellie awkwardly shuffled to the open exit of the room, only to watch it close, a stone slab rising from the floor. Two chutes opened from the side walls, and something came flying at Ellie at insane speeds. Preparing for impact, he was surprised not to have anything hit him. Instead, there came two snapping sounds. Opening his eyes, a plastic bouncer snapped together around him, but there was no pouch at the bottom to support him. “Wha?” Still holding onto his diaper, he tried to jump out of it. No luck. He tried ducking underneath it. His new body wouldn’t allow it. “Great. What now, then?” It was on wheels, but a lot of good it would do him to be trapped in a weird bouncer. He couldn’t even get his arms between himself and the ring to lift it. Metal arms flew out of chutes in the wall surrounding him. \n\nA flurry of things happened at once. A sling was connected to the bouncer underneath him, squishing his udder and trapping him in the bouncer. Two hands grabbed his enlarged butt cheeks, spreading them apart, and another poked a finger into his tailhole. “YAAAAH!” Ellie’s voice went up a few octaves as whatever it was penetrated him. There was a cutout in the sling, allowing backdoor access. And whatever else was accessing his backdoor had something wet and cold on it. “Get out of there!” Ellie shouted, wiggling as profusely as he could in a bouncer. He couldn’t have expected what was about to happen next. Whatever it was in his tailhole left. How nice of it. That didn’t change the fact that two other hands were stretching his asscheeks apart.\n\nEllie heard the whirring of mechanical limbs. Something cold and tube-shaped was poking his tailhole. “Oh no.” He tried to jump, make it harder for whatever it was to penetrate, but his fat body wasn’t fast enough. The object slid into his tailhole immediately. “GYAAA!” The bulbous tip, long, veiny body, he knew what this was. The arms let it sit in his hole for a bit. Ellie panted, feeling full. “What kind of maze is this?”\n\nTo add insult to injury, the hands started thrusting the dildo into his tailhole. Ellie moaned with each thrust, letting his voice fill the room and bounce down the narrow passages. He had heard of fucking machines, but he was sure this wasn’t what they meant. The wet sloppy sounds of dildo slapping a wet, sweaty, fat ass filled the room. Ellie’s ass cheeks clapped as he was wiggled up and down as the dildo was rammed into his ass. Even though his udder was squished against the sling, it was still leaking, soaking it with milk and seeping into Ellie’s fur, only adding to the wet sounds that echoed around. “Please, stop. No mooooooooooooore.” Ellie begged weakly, his body jiggling and shaking wildly. He could feel his udder throbbing and pulsing, an ache spreading throughout his body. “Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah.” He was so close. The hand gave one final thrust, shoving the toy into his tailhole. It wasn’t enough. He was left on the edge of squirting his milk again, primed and ready to soak the bouncer and floor around him.\n\nIn one swift motion, two hands lifted him from the bouncer. The diaper was ruffled and placed around his bottom. Somehow, this diaper was larger than the usual Ellie diapers. Unable to dwell on it, more hands came from the walls with a flurry of speed. In pairs, they applied booties on Ellie’s feet and mittens on his arms. “Hey! What are you-“ His pacifier was shoved into his mouth. He was immediately calmed, sucking on it with half-open eyes. The arms pulled mittened hands to the sky, and a pink latex dress lowered over him. Red ribbons and frills lined the edges and sides, and white lace lined the shoulders. It barely covered the diaper and was tight around his belly, but he didn’t care. The pacifier in his mouth kept him calm as could be. He was so calm, in fact, that he waddled out of the room. The next challenge awaited.\n\n\n\n\n*Squerk squerk* went Ellie’s new dress as he continued through the narrow hallways. Now that he had lost his milk trail, he had decided to rely on pure luck, not like his brain fog gave him any choice. Instead of leaving a trail, the leaking milk went straight into his pamp. It slowly inflated, getting closer and closer to the ground by the second, with the amount of milk constantly being spilled into it from his udder. It sloshed and jiggled like gelatin with each step, making navigating the hallways that much more difficult. However, Ellie loved the sensation of a wet diaper. It was the best part of wearing them. And thanks to his foggy state, he enjoyed it more and more, a smile on his face while he imagined it getting so large, so enormous, so monstrously bulbous that he could sit on it and use it as a bed. \n\nHe could have sworn he had seen some of these hallways before. His suspicions were confirmed when he caught a glimpse of a cow at the far end of a hallway. “HMMMMMMMMPH!” Ellie shouted through his pacifier. He had somehow backtracked. His udder ached upon seeing the cow again. Maybe it wanted to be bigger? Maybe HE wanted to be bigger. Ellie began taking steps toward the cow. She was so lovely before, and her milk was so tasty. A little more wouldn’t hurt, right? No, this wasn’t the right course of action. Shoving his heels into the ground, he turned around and tried to retrace his steps. \n\nMore time passed as he went through the same hallways as before, even walking through the room that gave him this diaper; another diaper was sitting on the pedestal as if waiting for him to trigger the trap again. Ellie knew better this time, and steered clear of the pedestal and pressure plate that was set around it. He could have gone for a change, but lord knows what could have happened the second time. Maybe an even bigger dildo, longer and wider; perhaps it would only double-layered the diaper he had on currently and make it even harder to waddle around. It would possibly have sissified him even more. As tempting as THAT was, he would never escape the maze if that happened.\n\nFinally, Ellie was back on track. Having left the previous room behind, progress was finally being made. Waddling on and on, the *squerk squerk* of his beautiful sissy dress to follow him, he turned left, and then right, not knowing exactly where to go. One upside of the last room was that the latex dress wasn’t exactly flexible and not very thin, so he couldn’t get distracted by his touching his body or fondling his man boobs. If he were leaking milk, he wouldn’t have known. \n\nAnother sign came across his path. This one he looked at eagerly, expecting another lewd challenge.\n\n[center][b]Hungry?[/b][/center]\n\nBefore he could react to the vagueness of the message, a heavy whirring filled the room. The floor split down the middle, sliding farther and farther apart! Ellie’s legs were already a fair distance apart thanks to the diaper, but now they were following the moving floor, and he knew he couldn’t do the splits. “WaaaAAAaaAaAAAAH!” Gravity grabbed him with its iron grip, pulling him down. Falling backward, he couldn’t see if there were spikes, snakes, or something even worse. What could be worse? A bottomless pit, perhaps? He lost his footing as the floor was now above him. His paci flew out of his mouth, falling with him! Bracing for impact, he curled into a ball, hoping his diaper would cushion his fall.\n\n*SPLAT!*\n\nSomething wet and sloppy coated Ellie’s back. Even if whatever was in this pit wasn’t hard, the impact still hurt. Ellie moaned, feeling sore. Luckily for him, the diaper absorbed most of the blow. Before he could think about getting a mechanical whirring came from above him. Not only did the floor fall from underneath him, but a transparent one was also replacing it! He could only watch as he was sealed in the pit, hopes of escape gone. Ellie let the situation sink in, allowing the gunk in this pit to seep into his fur and hair. “This is it.” He sighed. “I’m stuck.” The fog rolled in over his brain, denser than before. Not only had he fallen into three traps, but the third one actually trapped him, and his paci was gone, too. Lost somewhere in this mess.\n\nA single light turned on underneath the transparent wall. It shone in his eyes, the flood light illuminating the entire pit. He got up, supporting himself with his arms. The light seemed to clear some of the fog. There was a sign on the wall—another one of those signs that warned of traps and bad news. “What have I got to lose?” Awkwardly, he struggled to his feet, the diaper giving him trouble, and shuffled through the mid-calf deep muck. \n\n[b][center]Eat up. You’ll find the key if you do.[/center][/b]\n\nHis heart dropped. Eat this? He carefully bent over and scooped a handful of the stuff. “You can’t expect me to eat this.” He looked at it, inspecting it. It looked fine. There wasn’t any sign of living things or other gross things. “How is it gonna know I’ve eaten enough?” He sniffed it, inspecting it further. His eyes widened, discovering something he wasn’t entirely sure he liked. Closing his eyes and sticking out his tongue, he brought the slop to his mouth. “Oh.” He took a small mouthful. “Chocolate.”\n\nFilled with vigor, he dove into the slop, no longer caring how much of a mess he was making of himself. If there was anything Ellie loved, it was getting messy. And since the slop tasted like chocolate, that only made it better! A wave of slop erupted around him as he landed, leaving a sissy-shaped divot in the muck. A muffled slurping sound was heard underneath the muck as Ellie immediately began eating the slop, tasting the sweet chocolate flavor coat his tongue. He’d scoop an armful and bring it to his face, scarfing it all down, slurping it like it was the finest cuisine in all the world. \n\nFog settled over his brain as he continued to eat the slop. It seemed to seep into his brain, saturating and smoothing the wrinkles that covered it. With every mouthful of slop, his brain became smoother and smoother. “Nummy.” He scooched forward, leaving his mouth open, and let the slop slide in. Occasionally, he would take a break from feasting and make slop angels, so give his jaw a break. The entire time, he got fatter and fatter. His sissy dress, even though it was latex, stood no chance of surviving. It became tight against his body like a shirt several times too small. Ellie didn’t notice, of course; he was too busy searching for that key, whatever it was. \n\nWhat Ellie failed to notice was that the slop was altering his body further! His feline snout was widening, his nose growing flatter and rougher. His sense of smell heightened as the slop suddenly smelled even sweeter and more divine than before. Shoving more into his face, enjoying the taste and more potent smell, only hastened the transformation. The long, patterned tail sticking out of his diaper began shrinking, losing its girth and length. Turning a pale pink, it began to curl as it reached a third of its original size. A corkscrew-shaped tail now stuck out of his diaper, struggling not to get lost in the sagging pamp. The changes continued as a wave of pink fuzz washed over his body from his new tail, replacing the grey color on his fur. Even if Ellie was present in mind, he was too covered in slop to notice the changes. The joy of getting messy and feasting upon it was too much for his slowly smoothing brain. As the wave of pink made it to his head, his ears began to bend, flopping over and permanently reshaping them from the former feline form.\n\nAn unknown amount of time had passed—handful after handful of chocolate slop. At some point, he had lost his diaper, too heavy to stay on his body as it dragged on the ground after him. Several rips appeared on his dress as it was now skintight, restricting his breathing slightly. Ellie didn’t notice, nor did he care. The slop was too good. On top of that, Ellie’s milk was now leaking into the slop, only making some of the slop creamy as well. He had lost himself completely. Smothering himself in slop, he stroked his teats, pausing to scoop more into his mouth. He only got fatter and fatter. “Oh noes! Oh noes!” He shouted as he felt close to cumming. “I is cumming!” He thrust down on his udder, forcing more milk out of them. His dress reached a breaking point. The countless rips gave way, leaving Ellie’s dress in tatters as the pieces burst from his body, the contained pudge and fat launching them away like a spring board. Milk spewed from all four teats and sprayed from his manboobs, flying and soaking the slop he hadn’t yet consumed.\n\nOne of the streams of milk flew in a steady stream. It made a small divot and seeped into the slop. When Ellie opened his eyes again, something caught his eye. A pink object was in the slop where his milk had landed. “Is dat?” He slowly and painfully rose to his feet, feeling how badly his stomach had stretched with all the chocolate he stuffed it with. He couldn’t see his feet anymore. Waddling over to the colorful thing, he leaned over and groaned painfully, trying to reach the ground. He snagged it. “What dis?” The moment he touched it, it flew from the ground and into his mouth, straps extending and latching around his neck tightly. It was a ball gag, and it was inflating in his mouth! “HMMPH HMMP!” He tried to pull it out of his mouth while there was still some empty space, but his pudgy fingers wouldn’t fit in the small space allotted. Unable to reach his neck to try and pull it, there was only one option left. Summoning all the force he could, he tried to bite it in half. *SQUEAK* The sound bounced off the walls and permeated into his brain, through the fog. All resistance came to a halt. Ellie stood, calm as could be, and walked to the door.\n\nCalmly, he waddled to the door, the only clean part of the room. Standing before it, a microphone emerged from a trapdoor in the wall and held itself before Ellie’s face. *SQUEAK* The microphone acknowledged that Ellie found the key. It returned to the wall, and the door opened, with more stone maze awaiting him. A stone staircase, with only a few stairs, awaited him. He let out a muffled groan as he waddled out of the door, barely fitting. Ellie was easily twice the size he was after the Milk Challenge, and thanks to the sound hypnosis of the squeaky ball gag, he was blissfully unaware of it. He struggled with each stair, having to take a breath after each one. It felt like a million of them, but there were only thirteen stairs. He would squeak the ballgag, sometimes intentionally and sometimes not, providing that blissful moment of unawareness. Once he reached the top, he squeaked the ball in celebration, powering through the noise to give a muffled “YAY!”\n\nHis victory was soon cut short. As soon as he began taking his first few steps into the maze, he triggered a trap door and fell. \n\nEllie fell and fell and fell. The stainless steel shaft had lights on all four sides that zoomed past him, becoming a blur. Ellie zoomed past them but now wasn’t the time to be specific. The important thing was that Ellie was falling - falling to his doom. Trying his best to look down, he found that he couldn’t see past his own body. He frantically looked left and right, hoping something would present itself. *BANG* Ellie hit a diagonal wall, breaking his fall somewhat, but now there was no way back. The shaft he was falling into turned into a slide, certainly better than falling with no way of stopping. “HMMMMMMMMMPH!” he shouted for joy through his ballgag. Fooled with the surprise of a good time, Ellie raised his arms for joy, but only slightly. It wasn’t long before he realized what would happen in his current state. His enormous, pear-shaped body began to lean to the left. “HMMMPH!!!!!”\n\nHis head now leaning to the left side, his rotund rear became the center of gravity, and he started to roll. “HHHHmmmMMMMMmmMMMMmmmmMMMmmmmmMMMMM!” The slide made mild left and right turns, switching Ellie’s center of gravity from left to right, slinging his head to either side. “\n“I’m gonna be sick!” He held his mouth as shut as possible. Luckily, the ride was coming to a premature end. As he rolled further and further, the slide slowly became narrower. Finally, it became too narrow, and Ellie abruptly stopped. *SLAM* The echo sounded for a long time as Ellie regained his senses. *SQUEAK* The sound bounced off the stainless-steel walls. His face was green. He looked around—just a steel slide. Ellie sighed. *SQUEAK* That squeak joined the other one\n\nAnother noise began echoing—a grumbling. Ellie looked around, then shook his head. No one was around. Who was going to care? He closed his eyes and strained. His asshole quaked as he let loose a massive fart. His body shifted as it let loose, sending him back up the slide the slightest bit, then slamming back into the narrow section. Some of the smell was wafted toward him, and he took a whiff. He sniffed again and moaned with pleasure. Chocolate. Just like all the slop he just ate. His body shifted, sinking further into the slide. Releasing another fart, he was sent forward again, shifting his position so his rear was no longer in the narrow part of the slide. The smell wafted through the boxed-in slide and filled his nostrils. He let out a long sigh, enjoying the scent. His stomach was grumbling louder now. All that slop he horked down his throat was causing chaos in his digestive system. Moar! His nipples were erect, his teats eager for touching, and his stomach grumbled. The fog sunk into his brain completely. Ellie blasted farts, slowly getting smaller and smaller and sending his body this way and that, bouncing off the walls, propelling himself by his farts. The slide smelled thoroughly of chocolate now, as if he were visiting a chocolate factory. The thick, sweet smell permeated his skin, soaking into his body. The smaller he got, the closer he got to reaching his udder. For now, he settled for his nipples. Pinching, squeezing, and milking them as if they were teats. It didn’t take long for them to start spewing milk. He began slipping and sliding as the milk soaked through his fur. The farts sending him all around the slide like a carnival ride. Squeaks echoed through the slide as well; farts, moaning, and squeaking. It wasn’t long before he had emitted enough of the built-up gas in his body to fall down the rest of the slide. Without warning, he entered freefall, wing rushing past his in a flurry of sound. “MHHHHHHHPH!” Ellie cheered as he fell.\n\n*SPLAT* Once again, Ellie fell ass-first into something that went splat. This time, though, the landing wasn’t a wet one. It was soft and crinkly. “HMM! HMM!” Ellie rolled around in the crinkly pile, trying to get up. It was so unsteady that he was unable to get any footing. Constantly rising and falling, rising and falling, eventually leading to stumbling and crashing and sinking deeper into whatever this pile consisted of. Deep in the soft pile, where little light peeked through, Ellie took a deep breath and caught a familiar stench. He sniffed fervently. [i]Diapees?[/i] He grabbed one of the objects in the pile, shoving his nose into it. The aged smell of soggy diapers greeted him. [i]Diapees![/i] He began snoofing each and every one of the diapees in the pile. One of the joys of ABDL and wearing diapers is snoofing them, which is even better when it’s on someone else.\n\nA light crackling sound came from a speaker. “Congratulations,” a dull voice said. “You’ve made it to the end of the maze. Now, enjoy your reward.” \n\nThe pile of diapers began to quiver, vibrating Ellie’s jiggly body. The one in Ellie’s hands vibrated the most. The neatly folded diaper ripped open, spreading apart like jaws spread wide. It clamped onto his head, the tapes attaching themselves once more. “HMMPH! HMMMPH!” Ellie resisted, his voice muffled by his ballgag and now the soggy diaper. Darkness surrounded him, not knowing what was happening. He felt several soft objects wrapping themselves around his body. Diaper after diaper opened, latching on his body, some attaching to each other to create a link of diapers. Every second, another diaper clung to his body. Ellie blindly tried to rip them off of his body, but it didn’t take long for his hands and feet to be covered. Every diaper in the pile was out to get him, weighing him down as they clung to his body. \n\nEllie felt numb, his flesh tingling and slowly becoming wetter and more malleable. He tried to shout, but there were too many layers of diaper over his body. His arms were no longer his to control, as were his legs. He could feel his body moving, but not of his own volition. Outside the pamper prison, the diapers were beginning to morph and bend, forming a vaguely humanoid shape. The creature had pig ears, a tail, and a snout. On their belly was a large udder with four teats. And, of course, the beast had an enormous, poofy diaper. Its rotund belly very lightly jiggled as the diapers inflated, forming a bastardized homage to the living being inside of it. Color began to appear up and down the creature. Dark pink tapes lined its arms and legs. Two paw prints faded into appearance on its rear on the left and right sides, while another appeared on the front. Purple and pink highlights covered the sides. If only Ellie could see what the diapers had done to him. They even replicated his special diaper.\n\nThe creature stretched, yawning as the tapes along its maw stretched, limiting its opening ability. A stone door slid open, revealing a ramp. Taking its first steps, it walked up the ramp in lumbering steps as it crinkled. Ellie knew it was moving but couldn’t do anything about it. He was no more than a core for this diaper critter re-creation of himself. Of course, in his mental state, he thought this was just a fun ride. The diaper critter emerged in the middle of the maze, and the grinding of a stone panel over it sealed the ramp exit. He wandered, no more than a fixture in the maze, looking for any other fools who decided to gamble for “a prize beyond your wildest dreams.”", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "
ElliePiggy’s Trap Maze


A heavy stone door opened, grinding against the floor. “Get in there!” Into the dimly lit room flew a cat. The snep in question fell to the floor with a thud to the damp floor. He was the last contestant in this mysterious challenge that had come to town. The prize was a mystery to everyone. ‘Those who dare to enter can win a prize beyond their wildest dreams!’ was their claim. Very few people rose to the challenge. Those who did had nothing to lose, wanted the views for their social media, or, like Ellie, gave in to their curiosity. Now, he found himself in a dark, damp room in nothing but his birthday suit. He felt naked and exposed, but above all, he felt tricked. He should have figured the whole thing was a scam when they led them all away into a van, but wasn’t thinking straight at the time, wondering what the prize could possibly be. Money? Cars? Yachts? Ownership of a company? ‘Wildest dreams’ is so vague. He rose to his knees and looked around.

Dim lights came to life, illuminating the room. That kind of broad, dim light you’d see built into the farthest wall of an in-ground pool would make swimming at night so much fun. The place was barely lit, but just enough to see where one was walking. Cautiously, Ellie rose to his feet and gazed down the path before him. Long and narrow, there was no way to tell where it went aside from walking down it. “Well, shit.” When Ellie reached the end of the hall, he found it was a turn. He turned right, finding there was a left turn. “Did they put me in a maze?” Hours passed as he silently navigated the constant twists and turns, making quick decisions at the forks and keeping track of where he was going as best as he could. After one turn, he nearly fell to the floor. There was something down the path. Running toward it, he recognized it as a cow. It stood there on a red platform, strapped in place by its feet. A sign stood before the platform in bold lettering:

Reduce her load


Strings attached a scale to the platform by its four corners. The screen that the strings were attached to had two screens. The first read 657 kgs, and the second, below it, read -25kgs. “Reduce her load. Reduce her load....” Ellie rubbed his chin and thought about this. It was a dead end. He assumed that if he completed this challenge, he’d get a prize or something. Gazing at the cow, its light brown fur looked completely healthy, with no caked dirt, mud, or patches. It looked at him and mooed urgently, wiggling her rear end. Her udder flopped and wiggled vigorously. That was the key. “You need milking, girl?” Stepping on the platform, he felt the platform sink slightly. Hopefully, it was accounting for his weight as well. He knelt beside the cow and checked the udder. It was enormous. Veins were visible on the surface and didn’t seem as jiggly as it should be. “You’re really full.” He gingerly grasped two teats and massaged them. Not long after, they began leaking, and he started pulling on them with long motions. The milk spilled onto the surface and fell through thin on the platform. Curious, he rose and checked the scale again. Thankfully, it did account for his weight, but to his dismay, it added .5 kg to the needed weight. “How else am I supposed to…” he paused, answering his question, “contain the milk. Oh boy.”

Back on the platform, he awkwardly lay on his side. Shuddering, he stretched his neck out, placed his lips on a teat, and began sucking. Milk shot into his mouth and poured down his throat. He remembered having raw, untreated milk before as a kit, but only as a treat from the local farm. This cow produced such delicious milk that all it took was one squirt of its milk to get Ellie addicted. He adjusted his body so he could have more of her udder in his mouth at once, eager to drink from her and lighten her load. He wasn’t even keeping track of how much he was drinking; he closed his eyes, enjoying it.

As milk poured into his body, warmth flowed through his body. He had a long way to go as well. Ellie didn’t stop; his focus was unparalleled, so much so that he didn’t notice the changes occurring to his body. The fit and trim body he had began to expand, the white fur on his underbelly stretching to accommodate the growing new fat. Love handles poured over the sides of his waist, as that too stretched, adding a centimeter with each gulp of milk. Mounds of fat emerged on his chest, adding more mass by the second. Perky nipples stood erect and eager for action. Ellie moaned as he switched teats, hoping that it would make the experience even better.

Ellie’s dick was erect and upright, eager for some attention. All the milk he had consumed thus far was going through him. He didn’t want to stop drinking from the cow. The sooner he was done, the sooner he’d be out of this maze. Instead, he grasped his dick feeling just how messed up this situation was. He stroked it, enjoying the familiar sensations from his beans and the new warmth from the milk. For some reason, it was more difficult to reach his dick, but he didn’t want to spoil the moment by opening his eyes. His arms felt wet. Reaching blindly for the source, he found the lumps of manboob on his chest were leaking. Wha?

Ellie opened his eyes, still sucking on the teat, but had it fall out when his mouth fell agape. He had gained so much weight. He had opened his eyes just in time to see his thighs plump up to match his new pear-shaped body. Waddling off of the scale, he found that he still needed 7.3 kg. With a worried face, he clasped his love handles, then cupped his man tits. “I’m too far in now.” Struggling to get back down, he wiggled back under and latched onto a different teat. His dick was throbbing, begging for more attention, wanting to finish what it had started. He stretched as far as he could to caress it. It suddenly felt so good, better than any other session at home or with his friends. He continued to pleasure himself while he sucked at the cow’s teat. It didn’t take long to reach breaking point. On the verge of cumming, his pelvis was tingling. He snorted through his nose, maintaining the teat in his mouth. Letting out a muffled moan, he shot the most pleasurable load of cum he had ever had. The tingling continued, and he felt his dick… expanding?

Ellie’s eyes shot open as he looked down his fat body. His eyes shot open in shock as his dick was turning bubblegum pink and not just inflating but expanding outwards. It was now so big he could comfortably hold it in both hands like a dodgeball, and it was still growing! From it, four lumps were slowly sprouting from the top. It was unmistakable what was happening now; his dick was transforming into an udder. One by one teats sprung out from the expanding sack on his pelvis. They were so smooth and sensitive. I’m not a cow! His body sure said otherwise. All he’d need were horns, hooves, and a shorter tail to be convincing. He hoped that wasn’t in the plan.

Milk began leaking from his teats as they were from the cow’s. He couldn’t resist; he grasped one of them and a shot of electricity coursed through his body. “YEOW!” Immediately, he grabbed another and took the other shot—only one thing to do with an udder. Repeating the same motions he had performed before with this strange cow, he nearly passed out from the pleasure that was surging through him. Milk was leaking from him like a dripping faucet, and it only increased in volume as he milked himself. “Ha. Ha. HA. HAAAAAAA.” Ellie’s voice wavered as he pleasured himself in this new, novel way. “Fuck, I’m gonna…” All four of his teats began spewing milk into the grate below. Even his manboobs began leaking milk.

Ellie struggled to get up, partially because of the udder in between his legs, preventing him from standing correctly. His head was so fuzzy and groggy like a dense fog had rolled into his head, preventing him from thinking properly. A low chime played from somewhere in the room. He looked up at the scale. He had drunk an extra kilogram of milk accidentally. A stone wall slid to the side, allowing him to pass. His legs shook, and he was not ready to continue his journey through the maze. Instead, he lumbered over the cow’s face and gave it pets. “I’m sorry, girl.” He pet and pet and pet the cow. The cow mooed appreciatively. He tried to gather his thoughts, but the brain fog made it difficult. Once his legs felt ready, he started off again. He didn’t give a pair of fetid dingo’s kidneys what was next; nothing could be worse. Right?




Ellie constantly looked down and grabbed his stomach, man boobs, or some other part of his body, assessing the damages. More importantly, he would lean over and grope one of his teats. It would give him the will to go on. It reminded him that maybe there was a way out and a way to fix all this at the end of the maze. Second, he enjoyed the pleasure it sent through his body. Several times, he would turn around and see if he was still leaking. He was. Like Hansel and Gretel, he was leaving behind a trail of milk. “There’s one good thing about this,” Ellie would say to himself. He could use that to tell if he was going the right way or not. Several times, he would have to stop and take a breather. He wasn’t just waddling; his legs were nowhere near able to close correctly, so it was almost like shuffling.

The next challenge awaited him. The lights were brighter here, illuminating the floor. Ellie gasped. There were no meters, no pressure plates, no cows, nothing over the top. This was a simple, square room with a pedestal in the center. Something sat on it, but it was too far away, with a spotlight shining down on it. A sign against the wall read:

Go on. Take it.


“Nuh uh.” Ellie said. “Whatever it is, I’m moving on.” Intent on walking right past whatever it was, curiosity got the better of him. Stopping halfway through the room, Ellie stopped and glanced at whatever it was on the pedestal. His eyes widened. His jaw dropped. “How did you…” Walking closer, he couldn’t believe his eyes. A cushy, white diaper sat on the pedestal. Folded neatly, a pink paw print was on the front. The sides were a pastel purple and pink, with darker pink tapes. He picked up the diaper, crinkling it in his hands. “How did they get one of my diapers in here?”

*click*

A pressure plate. The pedestal began to sink into the ground. “SHIT!” Still holding the diaper, Ellie awkwardly shuffled to the open exit of the room, only to watch it close, a stone slab rising from the floor. Two chutes opened from the side walls, and something came flying at Ellie at insane speeds. Preparing for impact, he was surprised not to have anything hit him. Instead, there came two snapping sounds. Opening his eyes, a plastic bouncer snapped together around him, but there was no pouch at the bottom to support him. “Wha?” Still holding onto his diaper, he tried to jump out of it. No luck. He tried ducking underneath it. His new body wouldn’t allow it. “Great. What now, then?” It was on wheels, but a lot of good it would do him to be trapped in a weird bouncer. He couldn’t even get his arms between himself and the ring to lift it. Metal arms flew out of chutes in the wall surrounding him.

A flurry of things happened at once. A sling was connected to the bouncer underneath him, squishing his udder and trapping him in the bouncer. Two hands grabbed his enlarged butt cheeks, spreading them apart, and another poked a finger into his tailhole. “YAAAAH!” Ellie’s voice went up a few octaves as whatever it was penetrated him. There was a cutout in the sling, allowing backdoor access. And whatever else was accessing his backdoor had something wet and cold on it. “Get out of there!” Ellie shouted, wiggling as profusely as he could in a bouncer. He couldn’t have expected what was about to happen next. Whatever it was in his tailhole left. How nice of it. That didn’t change the fact that two other hands were stretching his asscheeks apart.

Ellie heard the whirring of mechanical limbs. Something cold and tube-shaped was poking his tailhole. “Oh no.” He tried to jump, make it harder for whatever it was to penetrate, but his fat body wasn’t fast enough. The object slid into his tailhole immediately. “GYAAA!” The bulbous tip, long, veiny body, he knew what this was. The arms let it sit in his hole for a bit. Ellie panted, feeling full. “What kind of maze is this?”

To add insult to injury, the hands started thrusting the dildo into his tailhole. Ellie moaned with each thrust, letting his voice fill the room and bounce down the narrow passages. He had heard of fucking machines, but he was sure this wasn’t what they meant. The wet sloppy sounds of dildo slapping a wet, sweaty, fat ass filled the room. Ellie’s ass cheeks clapped as he was wiggled up and down as the dildo was rammed into his ass. Even though his udder was squished against the sling, it was still leaking, soaking it with milk and seeping into Ellie’s fur, only adding to the wet sounds that echoed around. “Please, stop. No mooooooooooooore.” Ellie begged weakly, his body jiggling and shaking wildly. He could feel his udder throbbing and pulsing, an ache spreading throughout his body. “Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah.” He was so close. The hand gave one final thrust, shoving the toy into his tailhole. It wasn’t enough. He was left on the edge of squirting his milk again, primed and ready to soak the bouncer and floor around him.

In one swift motion, two hands lifted him from the bouncer. The diaper was ruffled and placed around his bottom. Somehow, this diaper was larger than the usual Ellie diapers. Unable to dwell on it, more hands came from the walls with a flurry of speed. In pairs, they applied booties on Ellie’s feet and mittens on his arms. “Hey! What are you-“ His pacifier was shoved into his mouth. He was immediately calmed, sucking on it with half-open eyes. The arms pulled mittened hands to the sky, and a pink latex dress lowered over him. Red ribbons and frills lined the edges and sides, and white lace lined the shoulders. It barely covered the diaper and was tight around his belly, but he didn’t care. The pacifier in his mouth kept him calm as could be. He was so calm, in fact, that he waddled out of the room. The next challenge awaited.




*Squerk squerk* went Ellie’s new dress as he continued through the narrow hallways. Now that he had lost his milk trail, he had decided to rely on pure luck, not like his brain fog gave him any choice. Instead of leaving a trail, the leaking milk went straight into his pamp. It slowly inflated, getting closer and closer to the ground by the second, with the amount of milk constantly being spilled into it from his udder. It sloshed and jiggled like gelatin with each step, making navigating the hallways that much more difficult. However, Ellie loved the sensation of a wet diaper. It was the best part of wearing them. And thanks to his foggy state, he enjoyed it more and more, a smile on his face while he imagined it getting so large, so enormous, so monstrously bulbous that he could sit on it and use it as a bed.

He could have sworn he had seen some of these hallways before. His suspicions were confirmed when he caught a glimpse of a cow at the far end of a hallway. “HMMMMMMMMPH!” Ellie shouted through his pacifier. He had somehow backtracked. His udder ached upon seeing the cow again. Maybe it wanted to be bigger? Maybe HE wanted to be bigger. Ellie began taking steps toward the cow. She was so lovely before, and her milk was so tasty. A little more wouldn’t hurt, right? No, this wasn’t the right course of action. Shoving his heels into the ground, he turned around and tried to retrace his steps.

More time passed as he went through the same hallways as before, even walking through the room that gave him this diaper; another diaper was sitting on the pedestal as if waiting for him to trigger the trap again. Ellie knew better this time, and steered clear of the pedestal and pressure plate that was set around it. He could have gone for a change, but lord knows what could have happened the second time. Maybe an even bigger dildo, longer and wider; perhaps it would only double-layered the diaper he had on currently and make it even harder to waddle around. It would possibly have sissified him even more. As tempting as THAT was, he would never escape the maze if that happened.

Finally, Ellie was back on track. Having left the previous room behind, progress was finally being made. Waddling on and on, the *squerk squerk* of his beautiful sissy dress to follow him, he turned left, and then right, not knowing exactly where to go. One upside of the last room was that the latex dress wasn’t exactly flexible and not very thin, so he couldn’t get distracted by his touching his body or fondling his man boobs. If he were leaking milk, he wouldn’t have known.

Another sign came across his path. This one he looked at eagerly, expecting another lewd challenge.

Hungry?


Before he could react to the vagueness of the message, a heavy whirring filled the room. The floor split down the middle, sliding farther and farther apart! Ellie’s legs were already a fair distance apart thanks to the diaper, but now they were following the moving floor, and he knew he couldn’t do the splits. “WaaaAAAaaAaAAAAH!” Gravity grabbed him with its iron grip, pulling him down. Falling backward, he couldn’t see if there were spikes, snakes, or something even worse. What could be worse? A bottomless pit, perhaps? He lost his footing as the floor was now above him. His paci flew out of his mouth, falling with him! Bracing for impact, he curled into a ball, hoping his diaper would cushion his fall.

*SPLAT!*

Something wet and sloppy coated Ellie’s back. Even if whatever was in this pit wasn’t hard, the impact still hurt. Ellie moaned, feeling sore. Luckily for him, the diaper absorbed most of the blow. Before he could think about getting a mechanical whirring came from above him. Not only did the floor fall from underneath him, but a transparent one was also replacing it! He could only watch as he was sealed in the pit, hopes of escape gone. Ellie let the situation sink in, allowing the gunk in this pit to seep into his fur and hair. “This is it.” He sighed. “I’m stuck.” The fog rolled in over his brain, denser than before. Not only had he fallen into three traps, but the third one actually trapped him, and his paci was gone, too. Lost somewhere in this mess.

A single light turned on underneath the transparent wall. It shone in his eyes, the flood light illuminating the entire pit. He got up, supporting himself with his arms. The light seemed to clear some of the fog. There was a sign on the wall—another one of those signs that warned of traps and bad news. “What have I got to lose?” Awkwardly, he struggled to his feet, the diaper giving him trouble, and shuffled through the mid-calf deep muck.

Eat up. You’ll find the key if you do.


His heart dropped. Eat this? He carefully bent over and scooped a handful of the stuff. “You can’t expect me to eat this.” He looked at it, inspecting it. It looked fine. There wasn’t any sign of living things or other gross things. “How is it gonna know I’ve eaten enough?” He sniffed it, inspecting it further. His eyes widened, discovering something he wasn’t entirely sure he liked. Closing his eyes and sticking out his tongue, he brought the slop to his mouth. “Oh.” He took a small mouthful. “Chocolate.”

Filled with vigor, he dove into the slop, no longer caring how much of a mess he was making of himself. If there was anything Ellie loved, it was getting messy. And since the slop tasted like chocolate, that only made it better! A wave of slop erupted around him as he landed, leaving a sissy-shaped divot in the muck. A muffled slurping sound was heard underneath the muck as Ellie immediately began eating the slop, tasting the sweet chocolate flavor coat his tongue. He’d scoop an armful and bring it to his face, scarfing it all down, slurping it like it was the finest cuisine in all the world.

Fog settled over his brain as he continued to eat the slop. It seemed to seep into his brain, saturating and smoothing the wrinkles that covered it. With every mouthful of slop, his brain became smoother and smoother. “Nummy.” He scooched forward, leaving his mouth open, and let the slop slide in. Occasionally, he would take a break from feasting and make slop angels, so give his jaw a break. The entire time, he got fatter and fatter. His sissy dress, even though it was latex, stood no chance of surviving. It became tight against his body like a shirt several times too small. Ellie didn’t notice, of course; he was too busy searching for that key, whatever it was.

What Ellie failed to notice was that the slop was altering his body further! His feline snout was widening, his nose growing flatter and rougher. His sense of smell heightened as the slop suddenly smelled even sweeter and more divine than before. Shoving more into his face, enjoying the taste and more potent smell, only hastened the transformation. The long, patterned tail sticking out of his diaper began shrinking, losing its girth and length. Turning a pale pink, it began to curl as it reached a third of its original size. A corkscrew-shaped tail now stuck out of his diaper, struggling not to get lost in the sagging pamp. The changes continued as a wave of pink fuzz washed over his body from his new tail, replacing the grey color on his fur. Even if Ellie was present in mind, he was too covered in slop to notice the changes. The joy of getting messy and feasting upon it was too much for his slowly smoothing brain. As the wave of pink made it to his head, his ears began to bend, flopping over and permanently reshaping them from the former feline form.

An unknown amount of time had passed—handful after handful of chocolate slop. At some point, he had lost his diaper, too heavy to stay on his body as it dragged on the ground after him. Several rips appeared on his dress as it was now skintight, restricting his breathing slightly. Ellie didn’t notice, nor did he care. The slop was too good. On top of that, Ellie’s milk was now leaking into the slop, only making some of the slop creamy as well. He had lost himself completely. Smothering himself in slop, he stroked his teats, pausing to scoop more into his mouth. He only got fatter and fatter. “Oh noes! Oh noes!” He shouted as he felt close to cumming. “I is cumming!” He thrust down on his udder, forcing more milk out of them. His dress reached a breaking point. The countless rips gave way, leaving Ellie’s dress in tatters as the pieces burst from his body, the contained pudge and fat launching them away like a spring board. Milk spewed from all four teats and sprayed from his manboobs, flying and soaking the slop he hadn’t yet consumed.

One of the streams of milk flew in a steady stream. It made a small divot and seeped into the slop. When Ellie opened his eyes again, something caught his eye. A pink object was in the slop where his milk had landed. “Is dat?” He slowly and painfully rose to his feet, feeling how badly his stomach had stretched with all the chocolate he stuffed it with. He couldn’t see his feet anymore. Waddling over to the colorful thing, he leaned over and groaned painfully, trying to reach the ground. He snagged it. “What dis?” The moment he touched it, it flew from the ground and into his mouth, straps extending and latching around his neck tightly. It was a ball gag, and it was inflating in his mouth! “HMMPH HMMP!” He tried to pull it out of his mouth while there was still some empty space, but his pudgy fingers wouldn’t fit in the small space allotted. Unable to reach his neck to try and pull it, there was only one option left. Summoning all the force he could, he tried to bite it in half. *SQUEAK* The sound bounced off the walls and permeated into his brain, through the fog. All resistance came to a halt. Ellie stood, calm as could be, and walked to the door.

Calmly, he waddled to the door, the only clean part of the room. Standing before it, a microphone emerged from a trapdoor in the wall and held itself before Ellie’s face. *SQUEAK* The microphone acknowledged that Ellie found the key. It returned to the wall, and the door opened, with more stone maze awaiting him. A stone staircase, with only a few stairs, awaited him. He let out a muffled groan as he waddled out of the door, barely fitting. Ellie was easily twice the size he was after the Milk Challenge, and thanks to the sound hypnosis of the squeaky ball gag, he was blissfully unaware of it. He struggled with each stair, having to take a breath after each one. It felt like a million of them, but there were only thirteen stairs. He would squeak the ballgag, sometimes intentionally and sometimes not, providing that blissful moment of unawareness. Once he reached the top, he squeaked the ball in celebration, powering through the noise to give a muffled “YAY!”

His victory was soon cut short. As soon as he began taking his first few steps into the maze, he triggered a trap door and fell.

Ellie fell and fell and fell. The stainless steel shaft had lights on all four sides that zoomed past him, becoming a blur. Ellie zoomed past them but now wasn’t the time to be specific. The important thing was that Ellie was falling - falling to his doom. Trying his best to look down, he found that he couldn’t see past his own body. He frantically looked left and right, hoping something would present itself. *BANG* Ellie hit a diagonal wall, breaking his fall somewhat, but now there was no way back. The shaft he was falling into turned into a slide, certainly better than falling with no way of stopping. “HMMMMMMMMMPH!” he shouted for joy through his ballgag. Fooled with the surprise of a good time, Ellie raised his arms for joy, but only slightly. It wasn’t long before he realized what would happen in his current state. His enormous, pear-shaped body began to lean to the left. “HMMMPH!!!!!”

His head now leaning to the left side, his rotund rear became the center of gravity, and he started to roll. “HHHHmmmMMMMMmmMMMMmmmmMMMmmmmmMMMMM!” The slide made mild left and right turns, switching Ellie’s center of gravity from left to right, slinging his head to either side. “
“I’m gonna be sick!” He held his mouth as shut as possible. Luckily, the ride was coming to a premature end. As he rolled further and further, the slide slowly became narrower. Finally, it became too narrow, and Ellie abruptly stopped. *SLAM* The echo sounded for a long time as Ellie regained his senses. *SQUEAK* The sound bounced off the stainless-steel walls. His face was green. He looked around—just a steel slide. Ellie sighed. *SQUEAK* That squeak joined the other one

Another noise began echoing—a grumbling. Ellie looked around, then shook his head. No one was around. Who was going to care? He closed his eyes and strained. His asshole quaked as he let loose a massive fart. His body shifted as it let loose, sending him back up the slide the slightest bit, then slamming back into the narrow section. Some of the smell was wafted toward him, and he took a whiff. He sniffed again and moaned with pleasure. Chocolate. Just like all the slop he just ate. His body shifted, sinking further into the slide. Releasing another fart, he was sent forward again, shifting his position so his rear was no longer in the narrow part of the slide. The smell wafted through the boxed-in slide and filled his nostrils. He let out a long sigh, enjoying the scent. His stomach was grumbling louder now. All that slop he horked down his throat was causing chaos in his digestive system. Moar! His nipples were erect, his teats eager for touching, and his stomach grumbled. The fog sunk into his brain completely. Ellie blasted farts, slowly getting smaller and smaller and sending his body this way and that, bouncing off the walls, propelling himself by his farts. The slide smelled thoroughly of chocolate now, as if he were visiting a chocolate factory. The thick, sweet smell permeated his skin, soaking into his body. The smaller he got, the closer he got to reaching his udder. For now, he settled for his nipples. Pinching, squeezing, and milking them as if they were teats. It didn’t take long for them to start spewing milk. He began slipping and sliding as the milk soaked through his fur. The farts sending him all around the slide like a carnival ride. Squeaks echoed through the slide as well; farts, moaning, and squeaking. It wasn’t long before he had emitted enough of the built-up gas in his body to fall down the rest of the slide. Without warning, he entered freefall, wing rushing past his in a flurry of sound. “MHHHHHHHPH!” Ellie cheered as he fell.

*SPLAT* Once again, Ellie fell ass-first into something that went splat. This time, though, the landing wasn’t a wet one. It was soft and crinkly. “HMM! HMM!” Ellie rolled around in the crinkly pile, trying to get up. It was so unsteady that he was unable to get any footing. Constantly rising and falling, rising and falling, eventually leading to stumbling and crashing and sinking deeper into whatever this pile consisted of. Deep in the soft pile, where little light peeked through, Ellie took a deep breath and caught a familiar stench. He sniffed fervently. Diapees? He grabbed one of the objects in the pile, shoving his nose into it. The aged smell of soggy diapers greeted him. Diapees! He began snoofing each and every one of the diapees in the pile. One of the joys of ABDL and wearing diapers is snoofing them, which is even better when it’s on someone else.

A light crackling sound came from a speaker. “Congratulations,” a dull voice said. “You’ve made it to the end of the maze. Now, enjoy your reward.”

The pile of diapers began to quiver, vibrating Ellie’s jiggly body. The one in Ellie’s hands vibrated the most. The neatly folded diaper ripped open, spreading apart like jaws spread wide. It clamped onto his head, the tapes attaching themselves once more. “HMMPH! HMMMPH!” Ellie resisted, his voice muffled by his ballgag and now the soggy diaper. Darkness surrounded him, not knowing what was happening. He felt several soft objects wrapping themselves around his body. Diaper after diaper opened, latching on his body, some attaching to each other to create a link of diapers. Every second, another diaper clung to his body. Ellie blindly tried to rip them off of his body, but it didn’t take long for his hands and feet to be covered. Every diaper in the pile was out to get him, weighing him down as they clung to his body.

Ellie felt numb, his flesh tingling and slowly becoming wetter and more malleable. He tried to shout, but there were too many layers of diaper over his body. His arms were no longer his to control, as were his legs. He could feel his body moving, but not of his own volition. Outside the pamper prison, the diapers were beginning to morph and bend, forming a vaguely humanoid shape. The creature had pig ears, a tail, and a snout. On their belly was a large udder with four teats. And, of course, the beast had an enormous, poofy diaper. Its rotund belly very lightly jiggled as the diapers inflated, forming a bastardized homage to the living being inside of it. Color began to appear up and down the creature. Dark pink tapes lined its arms and legs. Two paw prints faded into appearance on its rear on the left and right sides, while another appeared on the front. Purple and pink highlights covered the sides. If only Ellie could see what the diapers had done to him. They even replicated his special diaper.

The creature stretched, yawning as the tapes along its maw stretched, limiting its opening ability. A stone door slid open, revealing a ramp. Taking its first steps, it walked up the ramp in lumbering steps as it crinkled. Ellie knew it was moving but couldn’t do anything about it. He was no more than a core for this diaper critter re-creation of himself. Of course, in his mental state, he thought this was just a fun ride. The diaper critter emerged in the middle of the maze, and the grinding of a stone panel over it sealed the ramp exit. He wandered, no more than a fixture in the maze, looking for any other fools who decided to gamble for “a prize beyond your wildest dreams.”", "pools_count": 1, "title": "ElliePiggy's Trap Maze", "deleted": "f", "public": "t", "mimetype": "application/msword", "pagecount": "1", "rating_id": "2", "rating_name": "Adult", "ratings": [ { "content_tag_id": "4", "name": "Sexual Themes", "description": "Erotic imagery, sexual activity or arousal", "rating_id": "2" } ], "submission_type_id": "12", "type_name": "Writing - Document", "guest_block": "f", "friends_only": "f", "comments_count": "0", "views": "185" }