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Their life changes for the better: untold riches, a new luxurious house, and incest?! Read as a mother's good intentions slowly turn to depravity, ending up with the exact opposite of what she wished, and then some.


No PDF this time, sorry. Not FA friendly.
", "writing": "[center]Keeping it in the Family[/center]\n \nThe bed creaked under their weight. It wasn’t much to begin with, but it wasn’t really meant to hold two. Ralsei clutched the sheets in his fists, his moans bouncing around the room. “Fuck, Azzy.” His ass jiggled as his brother slammed his dick into his tailhole. “Harder. MORE! I’m a naughty boy.” The red hand prints on his ass seemed to glow against his pure white fur. He loved being spanked, especially with his thicc ass.\n \n“Oh, you want harder, do you?” Asriel asked coyly, speaking slowly between thrusts. He was already slamming his massive cock into him as hard and fast as he possibly could. “You’re a slut for my dick, aren’t you, Rali?” His muscular body was glimmering with sweat; what little light from the open window reflected from his soaked white fur.\n \nRalsei knew exactly what to say to get what he wanted. “You know I am, big bro.” That was exactly it. Demanding more from his already aching body, he thrust even harder. The cum he already shot into this slut’s tailhole was making sloppy sounds as he continued. Asriel wasn’t going to stop until he was completely exhausted. Ralsei screamed with the increased pace, feeling Asriel’s head hit his prostate. “Make me your bitch! MORE MORE MORE!” His ears wobbled back and forth, the bed creaking louder with their motion. “Uh, fuck! I’m gonna cum again!” Underneath him, his little penis squirted another load of cum onto the sheets, making this the fourth load tonight. “When are you gonna cum, big bro?”\n \nAs if on cue, Asriel felt it. “Beg me for it, slut.” He smirked, knowing he would.\n \n“Bro, I want your cum in me so bad! Fill me with your seed and make me your cumdump! I’m your bitch to use whenever you want!” Asriel grabbed Ralsei’s hips and pulled him against his dick. “GAAAAAAAAAH! Asriel’s dick nearly doubled in size, throbbing as he shot his seed. “Holy shit!” Like a firehose, cum flowed into Ralsei’s tailhole, inflating his stomach and lifting him off the bed a few inches. “Bro, I love it when you fill me.”\n \n“Cumdumps don’t talk.” Asriel reeled back and spanked Ralsei a final time, aiming to leave a long-lasting mark. He swung, making contact with his rear, the clapping sound piercing his ears. Ralsei screamed. A pulsing red mark sat on his ass, bright red. He wouldn’t be sitting normally for a while. Falling limp from exhaustion, he breathed into the sheets. They smelled like cum. “Good boy.” Asriel pulled out of his tailhole, watching his cum slowly ooze from it. “That’s a good boy.” He scratched Ralsei’s back, knowing he was a little rough. Ralsei moaned in delight. “Love you.”\n \n“Love you too. Happy anniversary.”\n \n“Five years now.” Asriel sighed, sitting on the bed, scooting Ralsei over for snuggling. “That reality-warping buttplug of yours sure did the trick, didn’t it? Five years on our own warped reality.” He shifted to his side, playing big spoon for the night. “Best part, I remember barely anything from before.”\n \n“I don’t remember much anymore,” Ralsei said. “Only that this isn’t our original world or bodies. We were probably huge Undertale and Deltarune nerds.” The two laughed. “You think Toby released all of Deltarune yet?”\n \n“Probably not. I guarantee it isn’t like this.” Asriel cuddled deeper into him. “But I’m not complaining. Not like it matters anyway.”\n \n“Where even is that buttplug?” Ralsei asked curiously. “We haven’t used it in a while.”\n \n“We haven’t had to use it in a while,” Asriel corrected. “Everything is perfect. We have everything we could ever need or want.”\n \n“Yeah, I can’t possibly think of anything else.” The two continued yakking for the rest of the night until they fell asleep. They always had sex in ‘Asriel’s’ bed, leaving Kris’s bed for sleeping. The room was theirs now anyway; they could do whatever they wanted. Who needed Kris anyway? He was boring.\n \n \n \n \nThe next morning, the two came downstairs. The smell of pancakes was in the air. Asriel instinctively slumped to the table while Ralsei went to the fridge and pulled things out for his coffee. “Morning, Toriel,” they both said.\n \n“Good morning, dears.” Toriel stood at the stove, handling a cast iron pan. The counter next to her was a mess with dribbled pancake batter, but this was inevitable when making pancakes. Her purple apron was also covered in batter, but not a drop was on her fur. “Have a good sleep?”\n \n“Oh, yeah,” Asriel said tiredly. “I’m still tired, though.” So tired that his sweatpants were inside out.\n \n“Then you should drink coffee.” Ralsei poured grounds into a filter and pressed the on button. “That’s what I do.” Reaching for a mason mug, he poured milk and strawberry syrup into it and mixed the two together. “It’s good stuff.” The color of the milk resembled the color of his horns.\n \nAsriel stuck his tongue out. “Nah, it’s bitter.” He slumped over and sat his head on the table.\n \n“Your loss.” Asriel placed the mug under the coffee maker just before the coffee started pouring.\n \n“So, what’s the plan for today, you two?” Toriel flipped a pancake onto a plate, pouring more batter into the pan.\n \n“We’re gonna go out and meet some friends in the next town over. It’s been a long time since we’ve seen them.”\n \n“I can’t wait.” Ralsei did a happy dance. “They’re so nice.”\n \n“You only think that because-“ Asriel started to say.\n \n“Don’t you dare,” Ralsei said pointedly.\n \n“They think you’re cute.” Asriel grinned.\n \n“Nuuuuuu!” Ralsei covered his face.\n \n“Well, I hope you two have fun,” Toriel said. “But you’re eating something first.” She placed a stack of pancakes in the middle of the table. “I, however, have a lot of cleaning to do. Leave your dirty clothes in the hamper when you leave, alright?”\n \nThe boys left an hour later, leaving Toriel to herself. “Alright, then. Finally, I have a chance to get their room deep cleaned.” She went upstairs with the vacuum. Their room was a mess, as usual. As Toriel always did, she started by picking up the floor. Any clothes that were left went into the hamper. However, the longer she was in there, the more a peculiar smell stuck out to her. “What's that smell?” She followed her nose, and it led her to the bedsheets that the two fucked on last night. “How does Asriel sleep on this every night?” She stripped the bed bare and took the sheets downstairs to wash. She checked for boxes or other objects under the bed when she returned. Pulling various shoeboxes from underneath them, she set them atop the bed and vacuumed the floor. “OW!” She bumped her head on the bed, sending some of the boxes tumbling to the ground. “Oh, snails.” Carefully worming out from underneath the bed, she checked what had fallen. She didn’t like prying into their life; they were adults now, but this was an honest mistake.\n \n“Umm… How do I tell them I spilled all this?” Toriel reached for all the things that fell but froze. They were all clothes. Were they all old clothes from years ago? She reached for the one on top. With a gasp, she dropped it. A bra of some kind? “Why would they have these? And why is there no material where the breasts would go?” Curiosity got the better of her, and she continued digging. She recognized various types of lingerie in so many colors. “Oh dear,” she said worriedly, “I’ve discovered something I wasn’t meant to see.” If there were any qualities one could say about Toriel, it would be that she is a very loving mother. And as any loving mother would, she would have to accept that one of her children, she wasn’t sure which of them, was a cross-dresser. That was alright; she loved them both regardless. Tossing everything that looked remotely sexy into boxes, she hoped that they wouldn’t learn that she had discovered their secret. Then, she froze again. Underneath all the lingerie were some photos and what was clearly a buttplug. She was a single mom; she knew a toy when she saw it. A beautiful green emerald sat at the end of it. The plug itself was three inches long and two inches at its widest. “That’s fine too if they have toys.” But the pictures were the most troubling. She picked up one of them and looked at it. Her eyes began to glimmer with tears. Asriel was completely naked, and his penis was buried deep inside Ralsei, also completely naked. They looked like they were enjoying it too. She frantically looked at the rest; they were all similar, but never once did Ralsei top Asriel. In marker, one of them had written a quick something in the corner to mark the occasion. “Merry Christmas, Happy Halloween, Happy 4th anniversary?!” She dropped the photos. “My little boys are…” Tears flowed from her eyes. “Where did I go wrong?!” She ran from the room, plug in hand, retreating to her own room. She curled into a ball on the bed, sobbing. “What have I done to deserve this? My boys are, are…” She couldn’t think of the word “Incesting!” She needed a break. The boys would be home by five at the latest. She needed time to process this.\n \n“I’ve failed as a mother,” she sobbed. Thoughts spiraled through her head. Where could she possibly have messed up? She had ensured they had everything they needed to succeed academically for their whole lives. It was miraculous that she had also gotten that lottery ticket, becoming extremely wealthy. There’s no possible way that she could have done anything to make them think it was ok to start having sex with each other. Desperation overwhelmed her. Then she remembered the object still in her hand. “You.” She gazed at the buttplug in her hands. “This is your fault!” She began throwing accusations at the toy. “You’re the one that made my precious boys lewd! You made them think they could have sexual intercourse with each other!” Frustration clouded her mind. “I must hide you from them.” Her brain went into over-analysis. “But what if they find you? No matter where I put you, they may find you.” An idea came to her mind. She didn’t fancy it, but it was the one place they would never look.\n \n“I don’t fancy this idea.” Getting up from bed, she removed her slip dress and put her black underwear on display. “But they won’t look for you here.” She removed her panties, tossing them onto the bed. Her bedside stand held a small bottle of lube for late-night sessions of her own. Lubricating the plug excessively, she pressed it to the entrance of her asshole, sliding it between her plush asscheeks. “Stay strong, Tori. This is for your children.” She slowly pressed the plug into her ass. At the midway point, she started having trouble. “None of my toys are this big! How do they take this so easily?” She breathed deeply, relaxing, remembering when her college friend dared her to use a monstrously large toy. “Come on, Tori. You can do this.” She was calm. Knowing what she was about to do, she had to be. With one push, she thrust the toy in. “OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH DEAR!” Toriel fell to the floor, her chest heaving with the sensation of taking a two-inch diameter toy in her asshole. None of her friends, as she called them, were that large. “Now, they’ll never find it.”\n \n \nToriel took a bit before she got back to work. She knew she couldn’t take all day, her boys would be back soon. She cleaned the rest of the upstairs bedroom in near silence, ruminating where she could have gone wrong as a mother. The sheets were washed, the floor was vacuumed, that troublesome spot in the corner was finally taken care of, and everything looked spotless. With some time on her hands, she decided she should make a pie while the sheets were on the line drying. That’s one thing she was good at. “I can’t mess that up, right?”\n\nA car pulled into the driveway as she rolled out the pie crust. Muffled laughter from outside. “Toriel, we’re home!” Asriel called as he entered the house. Toriel raised her head to look. “You’re never gonna believe this, Toriel.” He was holding back his excitement. “So our friend, I don’t know if you remember her, she’s going into photography. She needed models and such. We were just goofing around and posing to get her some still-life shots for her portfolio.” He turned around and whispered to someone behind him. “Then she brings out this rack of clothes and asks us to dress up a bit.”\n\n“That sounds like fun.” Toriel imagined her kids on the image of a magazine, looking like a model.\n\n“But get this. She kinda bossed us around a bit, and that’s fine; it’s her portfolio. She says that Ralsei looked so good in what he wore that he could keep it!” \n\n“How generous. Do I get to see how my boy looks?” \n\n“You sure do! Come in, Rali.” The door opened, and Ralsei entered in a trench coat. He was blushing like mad. “Come on, show Toriel what she picked out for you. You look so cute.”\n\n“Oh, stop…” Ralsei turned away. There it was again—those worries from earlier today. Ralsei closed the door and began unbuttoning the trench coat. The coat fell, and Toriel gasped, covering her mouth—a green and black checkered skirt with a black short-sleeved crop top. A belt was strapped around his left thigh, and a black choker was around his neck. His wide rear made the skirt bulge slightly. Even Toriel had to admit he looked cute, but that was the problem!\n\n“My goodness, it was Ralsei,” Toriel said, her voice muffled by her hands. The two cocked their heads. Ralsei was the one who owned all that lingerie. “You look, um,” she paused to find the right words, uncovering her mouth, “unique, Ralsei. Can’t say I expected that.”\n\n“Told you she wouldn’t like it,” Ralsei said. \n\n“No, no, no, no. It’s just not your usual outfit, is all.”Toriel was fighting her own instincts here. She was fighting the urge to cry. She had just learned that her children were incestuous, and now this. This was too much for a mother to handle. \n\n“Oh, on top of that,” Asriel grabbed Ralsei’s hand and raised it, also raising his. “She painted our nails too!” Asriel’s were dark black, while Ralsei’s were pink like his horns. “I think they go nicely with my personality.”\n\n“Oh, give me a second. I need the ladies' room.” Toriel needed to escape. She ran out of the kitchen and into the bathroom only a few feet away, nearly slamming the door behind her. Her eyes wide, she leaned against the door. “What have I done to deserve this?” It was perfectly fine that they painted their nails; that was coming into fashion. But now Ralsei was willing crossdressing? What was Asriel wearing that whole time? Could he be no better? “Where did I go wrong?” She was sure this wasn’t the last time she’d ask herself that. “I wish they weren’t like that. It’s so immoral.” She fell to her knees and let her tears flow once more. Her rear suddenly grew warm, but she was too lost in her sorrow to notice.\n\nThe world grew hazy. Her head was spinning, and not only theirs but Asriel’s and Ralsei’s as well. Unbeknownst to them, the toy she had found was the magic plug that gave them their powers in the first place. Asriel leaned against the wall, feeling unbalanced. “Uhh, I just got fatigued.” His body was shrinking, losing at least a foot in height, and he looked younger and younger by the second. Ralsei was feeling hot despite not wearing much and resisted the urge to take off his clothes before they got to their bedroom. \n\n“Is it hot in here all of a sudden?” Ralsei asked as he began to lose some inches from his height. The crop top and skirt he had been given shrank with him as his body lost some of its femboy qualities. His ass reduced, losing a portion of its bounciness, leaving his thighs to seem awfully large for the amount of ass he had left.\n\n“I don’t know.” Asriel panted. “Maybe we’re just tired.” His chiseled adult features grew softer, yielding to that of a younger child of fourteen. “We should take a nap or something.” Ralsei agreed, his face turning younger as well. As they approached the stairs, he stopped to knock on the door. “Mom, Rali are gonna take a nap. We’re tired.”\n\n“Alright, dear. I’ll call you for dinner if you aren’t asleep.” She stifled her sobs, the fog still heavy over her brain. \n\n“Thanks, Mom.” The two retreated upstairs. \n\nThoughts rearranged in Toriel’s brain seamlessly. Her wish was coming true, but not as directly as she had wished. And unfortunately for her, she was a victim of it as well. All the changes the plug had made on her behalf had also affected her. Once she leaves the bathroom, everything will be as if it were always that way. Suddenly, the fog cleared, and everything was as before. “Goodness, me.” Toriel rose to her feet. “I must not have been feeling well.” She returned to the pie crust, hoping to finish her butterscotch-cinnamon pie by dinner.\n\n“Whoa!” Ralsei exclaimed once they reached their room. Did Mom clean the place up?” The carpet was sparkling clean. Aside from the bedsheets that were still on the line, everything was washed and freshly dried. Even that mysterious spot in the corner was gone! “We can sleep in a clean bed!” He ran for his bed on the right side of the room, flopping onto it. It smelled like fresh air. \n\n“She could probably tell it smelled like your cum, Rali.” Asriel leaned in the doorway and chucked. “You always squirt so many times before I breed you.” Ralsei blushed, his legs bowed underneath him. “What do you have some fun time?” Closing and locking the door, Asriel strode inside, removing his striped shirt and exposing his soft but fit chest. \n\n“I thought you were tired,” Ralsei said coyly. The crop top seemed to heat up on his chest again.\n\n“I seem to have found my energy.” Stripping his pants, he revealed his banana hammock, the bulge not nearly as impressive as his twenty-year-old dick. “What’cha say, hot stuff?” He jumped onto the bed, shoving his bulge into Ralsei’s face; the sweat from all the posing and running around with their friend that day, the musk, was potent. The moment it hit Ralsei’s nose, it sent him into lust. His skirt tented. His pupils turned to hearts. His mouth salivated profusely. He wanted it. “That’s my bitch.” The fourteen-year-old Asriel stripped the underwear from his body and placed it over his head, musk bombarding him constantly. \n\nWithout hesitation, Ralsei dove for his brother. Dick in his mouth, he slurped and sucked hornily. The taste was even more potent than the smell. Something about this action seemed unnatural to him, yet muscle memory told him it was entirely otherwise. Asriel raised his hand, about to place his hand on Ralei’s head and control his motion and speed, but he wavered. Something seemed wrong. His dick began to get soft in Ralsei’s mouth. “Wait.” He pushed Ralsei away. “What are we doing?”\n\nRalsei’s sensual face faded away, leaving an unsure expression behind. He opened his mouth to answer, closed it, then opened it again, and closed it again. “I,” he paused. “I don’t know. Were we wrestling?”\n\n“I don’t think that was wrestling,” Asriel said. There was a nagging feeling deep inside of him. [i]It’s fine[/i], it said.[i] Fuck that subby little bitch.[/i] He gasped. “We were doing something naughty!” He quickly pulled his underwear up from around his legs. “We shouldn’t have done that.”\n\n“What?!” Ralsei covered his mouth. “Oh no. Are we in trouble?” Tears started welling in his eyes.\n\n“No. We just won’t tell Mom.” Asriel got on his knees. “It’ll be our secret.” That nagging feeling wasn’t going away. It was telling him so many awful things. [i]Shove your cock in him. He’ll love it.[/i] Asriel shook his head, sending the voice away for now. “Don’t tell Mom about our ‘wrestling’ ok? That was a mistake.”\n\n“Ok…” Ralsei was crying, stifling his tears. “But I wanted to. It felt so good. And like…” he looked away, wiping his tears, “I love you, Azzy.” Lunging forward, he wrapped his arms around Asriel. “I have these, feelings, telling me that it was ok. I don’t know what to do about them. Am I ok?”\n\n“Tell ya what.” Asriel held Ralsei at arm's length. “We’ll play some games and get your mind off things.” [i]Kiss him.[/i] Asriel hesitated for a moment, puckering his lips to give his brother a kiss on the cheek. At the last minute, he changed courses and switched to a hug. “How’s that sound?”\n\nRalsei’s eyes lit with excitement. “I wanna play Smash Co!” Ralsei dove from the bed, ripping himself from Asriel’s arms, and ran for the TV against the wall. \n\nDistraction always works, he thought. “I want Kirbo.” Asriel jumped off the bed, and put his pants back on. He haggled with the cartridge a bit, but Super Smash Co. was up and working. “These old consoles sure do need that personal touch.” He grabbed the controller. “You gonna lose this time?”\n\n“No!” Ralsei hyped himself up by tossing the controller up and down in his hands.”You’re getting meteor’d ever chance I get.”\n\n“Yeah, right.”[i] Make it a strip game. Loser gets naked[/i]. “Ew, no.” Ralsei looked at him. “Oh, nothing. I was just,” he had to think of something, “thinking how it would be nice to get a newer console.”\n\n“But I love the N64.” Ralsei looked offended. “It’s the best thing ever.” \n\n“Yeah, but there are newer games out there, you know? Newer, better looking, and not as finicky.”\n\n“I guess. Come on, I need to show you who’s boss.” \n\n“Oh yeah?!”\n\nUp until dinner, the two played round after round of Super Smash Co. Asriel ignored the voices in his head telling him to perform lewd acts on his brother. Eventually, the voices disappeared altogether, and he didn’t even realize it. Ralsei, on the other hand, was struggling with his desires. He let his desires drive him, and resisting them was not an easy thing for him to do. They lingered, telling him that he should sneak into Asriel’s bed tonight and cuddle him while nude, try to ‘wrestle’ him again, or maybe try some other ways to wrestle. \n\n“Boys! Dinner!” Toriel called from downstairs. \n\nAsriel paused and ran downstairs. Ralsei followed but ran to the bathroom. The smell of spaghetti filled the downstairs. “I’ll be there shortly!” He shouted as he ran into the bathroom, sitting on the toilet. He couldn’t fight these voices any longer. [i]Bend over and show him your asshole[/i]. “I don’t know what you mean.” [i]Let him fuck you. Let his dick spread your ass wide. Take his dick in your mouth and drink his cum[/i]. He clapped his hands around his ears, trying to block the voices out, but it wasn’t doing any good. If anything, it was only increasing the sound in the echo chamber of lewd desires. [i]You’re his bitch[/i]. “I am not.” He looked down at his dick, completely erect. “I am his brother; brothers don’t do lewd things together.” [i]Look at your dick. So hard and eager. Jerk off. Maybe it’ll help.[/i]\n\nRalsei seemed to understand that. He grasped his cock, the warmth of it sending waves through his hand and up his arm. Somehow, he knew what jerking off was. Stroking his dick, jolt after jolt of sensations. What was this feeling? Was his dick always this sensitive? He didn’t want to stop. Was this how it felt for Asriel when his dick was in his mouth? It would have been moist if it had been in his mouth, though. That didn’t matter. What was important now was that he savored this new sensation. The motions somehow felt second nature, like he had done this before and had been for years. He started panting but covered his mouth as it echoed in the tiled bathroom. “Wow,” he said behind his hand, “there’s no way I missed out on this for years.\n\nRalsei failed to notice, but the voices had disappeared. A dense fog rolled into his head, making it harder and harder to focus on the pleasure from his dick. The ocean of euphoria he was swimming in was running dry, and he was stranded in the middle of it. It was getting harder and harder to remain erect and focus on his new favorite lewd activity. “Wait….” His mind began turning again, the adjustments now made, as he saw himself getting softer. Lewd thoughts were fading from his head, replaced by pure, innocent, child-like innocence. He stared at his penis. “Why was I touching my penis?” He was on the toilet. “Was I using the bathroom?” That must have been it. He didn’t feel like he had to go, so he must have been done. Hopping off the toilet, he washed pulled up his pants and washed his hands.\n\n“Thought you fell in!” Asriel teased. Spaghetti sauce covered the fur on the front of his muzzle. “I ate all your spaghetti.”\n\nRalsei gasped. “NOOOO!”\n\n“He did not. Asriel, don’t be mean.” Toriel chided him for teasing. “I made sure he saved you plenty.” His distressed face fizzled away, and he sighed with relief. “Now, come get food.”\n\n\n\n\n“Are we there yet?” Asriel asked from the back seat.\n\n“No, dear.” Toriel glanced in the rear-view mirror. The two boys were in the back seat, with stacks of books and educational games to keep them busy. Now that they were rich, due to another reality shift from the butt plug that neither of them was aware of, they were able to go on vacation. This, however, just seemed like another holiday to them. They still had a few hours till they made it to the airport. \n\n“Are we there yet?” Ralsei asked, closing his book on Fun Snail Facts.\n\n“Not yet, dear.” Toriel sighed. She focused on the road. Toriel considered buying a private jet so they didn’t have to drive as far or fly public airlines, but that would be far too much hassle. They could certainly afford it. Save those purchases for the billionaires in politics or big business. “Why don’t you try some of those trivia books? “I bet you I know all of them.”\n\n“Yeah, right, Mom.” Ralsei grabbed the trivia book in question. It was a narrow little thing. It was about as wide as his middle finger and eight inches long. Each card had a hole punched into the corner and was kept together by a ring. With about a hundred pages, it was a tall order for Toriel to know all of them. “I’m gonna give you all the hard ones.” Ralsei started on the last page in the level 10 section. “‘What is the chemical name for Caffeine?’” He paused to read it for himself, then the answer. “Oh… I don’t even know what that is.” He showed it to Asriel, who pulled his head away from his book. His eyes narrowed trying to read it, then slowly opened in horror at the answer. “Mom, if you know this, I’ll, uh…”\n\n“Not ask ‘Are we there yet’ for the rest of the trip?” Toriel smirked. “C8H10N4O2.” Ralsei was speechless. “I know all of those, dear.”\n\n“Nuuuuu!” Ralsei closed the book. “How dare you cheat us of that.” He crossed his arms, pouting over losing the one thing that made road trips enjoyable. “Fine.” \n\n“You don’t mess with the best.” Toriel returned to focus on the road, knowing full well there was still a while to go.\n\n\n\n\nAt last, they had arrived. Piling out of the parking lot, Toriel opened the trunk for their things. “Don’t forget anything. We can’t come back.” She grabbed her suitcase, Ralsei’s, and Asriel’s, and checked for anything else. “Got your carry-ons?” They both nodded, checking for everything. “Excellent.” Following behind her kids, they navigated through the busy airport. She didn’t lose track of them once. Occasionally, she would have to pull them back into the crowd as they’d stop at a coffee stand, want to see a gift shop or try to enter a VIP lounge. Although they’d likely be granted access to the VIP lounge, they didn’t have the time to explore. The three easily made it through security with just enough time to reach their gate with time to spare. \n\n“How long is the flight, Mom?” Asriel asked as they sat in their first-class seats. They slid into their cushioned seats. With a small table between them and a TV behind Toriel’s side of the booth-like seating, it was the epitome of first-class seating arrangements. The only thing higher quality, perhaps being a private jet. And with two windows, they’d have a fantastic view whenever they wanted, without anyone around them to demand to shut the blind.\n\n“If I recall, it was about eight hours?” Toriel slid into her seat across from her boys. She was prepared for her long flight.\n\n“Oh man,” Ralsei exclaimed. “What are we supposed to do until then?”\n\n“Well, think about what you wanna do at the beach house. It was your choice this time.” Toriel remembered discussing this trip with the two of them and telling Asriel that it was Ralsei’s turn to choose. Asriel complained, of course, as some huge event he wanted to go to was happening this month, and he would have planned the trip around it. Ralsei, however, made a trip to the library to look up some things on the computer and found a place he really liked.\n\n“Oh, yeah!” Ralsei pulled out a blank notepad and a few pencils. “I’ll think of a few ideas.” He started to think, tapping the eraser end against his chin and plunging deep into thought.\n\n“Well, I’m gonna keep reading, maybe take a nap.” Asriel pulled out his book and flipped to the spot he marked with a bookmark.\n\nA familiar pang hit Toriel’s rear. “You two stay there, alright?” She handed her ticket to Asriel. “Mom will be right back.” She walked down the narrow hallway dividing first class and business class. Luckily, it was early enough before takeoff that no one had entered the bathroom yet. Sliding through the door, she locked it behind her. She sighed. “I forgot I had this on.” She reached around her, feeling for the magic buttplug, its magic still unknown to her. The emerald embossed on the end of it was hazed with butt sweat from her soft rear. “I can’t believe I wore this on our vacation.” Relaxing her body, she pulled it out of her rear, and a slightly wet squelching came from it. Placing it beside the toilet, she sat on the toilet, feeling the relief of not being plugged. However, something felt missing. Even as she felt her shit slide past her asshole, its warmth just as familiar as the buttplug and stretching her, she still felt like something was missing. “Have I grown too accustomed to this?” In truth, she had forgotten to remove the plug before. She had to remove it constantly when she had to shit, but she would always put it right back in. Something felt right about having it on. Like a piece of her that was filling a gap she didn’t know she had. She never figured out what happens in airplane toilets, but she always tried to use them before the plane took off so she didn’t get stuck on the toilet thanks to the vacuum or something peculiar like that. As soon as she pushed the last hot log from her rear, she reached for the plug again. Pooling as much spit in her mouth as she could, she poured all of it over the toy and slid it back inside. She felt whole again. That’s what it was. She needed to be wearing the plug! That was the solution. “Seems I’m taking you with me everywhere, little friend.” She exited the bathroom, not only with a new perspective on life but also with less waste in her body.\n\n\n\n\nAs they exited the plane, the sun was bright and blazing down on them. Ralsei was more excited than either of the three. Palm trees lined the path leading to the airport. Asriel was in awe of it all: the airport with windows covering every wall, the tropical theme of the island they were on, and, if he remembered correctly, they bought the beach house they were heading to, and it included a private section of beach. A taxi awaited them as they reached the airport; the driver held a sign reading ‘Dreemurr.’ “Whoa!” Ralsei was gushing over the whole trip. “This is my trip! I planned everything. I even planned him!” He pointed to the taxi driver, who tipped his cap to the party. The driver already had their belongings in the trunk of the taxi. The goats piled into the taxi, and they drove off.\n\n“Lovely day for a drive, little Masters,” the driver winked as he gazed at the two in the back seat. “And you’re in for a lovely time.” Putting the car in drive, they took off. \n\nLooking out the window, Asriel watched the buildings zoom past—lots of gift shops. There were restaurants as well, but mostly gift shops. It’s almost like the time they visited Niagra Falls in Canada. But unlike Niagra Falls, there weren’t nearly as many casinos or types of stores that Toriel would abruptly drag them away from. “How long is the drive?”\n\n“About twenty minutes.” The driver replied. “Your beach house is so private, you could probably go skinny dipping, and no one would see.”\n\n“Oh my.” Toriel giggled, picturing it in her head. Putting the kids to bed and enjoying some time to herself outdoors? How indecent, but yet, how compelling. “Will you be at our disposal if we need to come to town?”\n\n“Of course, Miss.”\n\n“How lovely.”\n\n“Hey, look!” Asriel pointed to a building coming up on the left. A three-story brick building looked much older than the rest of the colorful, trendy, and modern-looking buildings. However, what caught Asriel’s attention was an enormous slice of pizza on top of it. Tucking low in his seat so he could see it out of the passenger windows as they drove past, he stared at it in awe. “I wanna go there tonight!”\n\n“They have fantastic pizza. I’d recommend it 100%. Never had any better,” the driver commented, keeping his eyes on the road. \n\n“Mom, can we?!” Ralsei was just as excited as Asriel at this point. Hearing from a local that this could be the best pizza they would ever have was too good of an opportunity to pass up. “Please?!” He leaned forward, the seatbelt keeping him from entering the car's front section. “Please, please, please?” Asriel joined the showering of ‘please.’\n\n“You know, pizza does sound good. I wonder if they have snails.” The kids voiced their disgust, imagining a hot, steaming pizza with gooey cheese topped with snails! \n\n“You know, that might not be bad.” The driver chuckled and thought about it himself. \n\n\n\n\nWaving as their driver pulled down the long dirt road, they turned to look at the beach house. It was a two-story affair built with granite and wood supports. Walking around the house, they found a covered patio with some furniture and a fireplace. The pool, only feet away, was freshly renovated, and the water was as clear as could be. Ralsei withheld his desire to run over and dive in right away. Beyond the pool was a little walkway that led to the beach. They’d be checking that out in a bit. “You found a good one, Ralsei.” Toriel raised a mat in front of the back door, finding the key.\n\n“Good thing, too. I have to use the bathroom.” Hastily unlocking the door, she ran inside, taking in the looks as she hurriedly waddled in. The white walls were a little boring for her taste, but the decorations added the splash of color that the walls couldn’t provide. “Kitchen… living room… ah!” She grasped the door handle and pulled the door open. “Darn it.” It was a utility closet. “I’m so close to exploding…” The plug in her ass was providing extra pressure, making it harder and harder to walk. Her purple dress began to soak with sweat where it rested on her bountiful backside. “Where is the bathroom?” Heading down a narrow hallway, she found the bedrooms and the master bedroom was sure to have an attached bathroom. She entered the bedroom desperately hoping that there would be a bathroom. “Oh yes!” The door was open, and there she saw it. Running in and closing the door, she lifted her dress right off her body, tossing it on the clear glass divider for the shower, her panties as well. This was going to be a big one; she could feel it. Reaching behind her, she pulled out the buttplug, which was already starting to stretch her asshole, the massive load she had inside of her pushing its way out by sheer force and overpowering the buttplug. Toriel tossed the plug to the sink and savored the moment. “Oh dear. That was close.” The log slid it’s way out of her asshole, stretching her asshole. The relief as she pushed all the feces from her body was immeasurable. “Thank goodness for that plug.” She moaned as one log splashed into the toilet, and another was forcing its way out. “But it would be nice if I didn’t have to wear it all the time.” Toriel still believed her boys would go looking for it. In truth, she grew to like it but still found it a nuisance. “What can I do to better hide it? Especially on this trip…” \n\nThe gem on the plug sparkled in the sink. Fog drifted into her brain once more, making her not think straight. Thrusting a hand to the wall, she steadied herself. “I must have overdone it.” She moaned as shit continued to flow from her asshole. Reality had found a solution to her problem. The plug began to warp and change its size, becoming flat and soft. New thoughts floated in Toriel’s head, cementing themselves as her reality, THE reality. Her pupils seemed to fade momentarily as Toriel subconsciously accepted these new ideals as fact. Bombarded by her new truths, her eyes returned to normal, and she ceased pooping, even though she was still very, very full. “What am I doing?” she asked herself, flabbergasted. “I shouldn’t be using the toilet.” She rose to her feet, taking a moment to wipe herself. A look in the toilet at how much fun she could have had made her disappointed in herself. “I can’t believe I forgot.” Reaching into the sink, she pulled out the plug, now transformed into a fresh, clean, poofy diaper. Similar designs to insignias on her dress and green emeralds were scattered about in an all-over pattern. “I hope I packed enough.” She unfolded the diaper and gave it a sniff. “Fresh and clean. For now.” She giggled. She had to act fast; what was left inside her was starting to knock on the door. Leaning against the wall, Toriel finessed it onto her body, ensuring the tapes were securely on. “It would be so much easier if I had help, but there's no way I’m exposing my kids to this.” She wiggled her legs a bit, ensuring the bands around the legs were secure. “Now, the fun part.” She squatted, spreading her legs out. With a mighty push, she forced what was left in her body. Her asshole stretched as more logs passed. This time, though, there was no toilet to catch them. The freshly made logs sat in the diaper, piling one after another. Their warmth surrounded her covered, padded rear. Her tongue instinctively fell from her mouth, savoring the feeling of using her diaper instead of being proper. A dumb look sat on her face. Her diaper filled and filled as she let hours worth of shit leave her system, minus the amount she had accidentally left in the toilet like a dummy. Expanding to double the size nearly, it sagged to her knees, the green emeralds slowly becoming less colorful than they used to be. “It’s a wonder Asriel hasn’t found out yet.” She looked between her legs as she finished. “No way he hasn’t noticed the smell or bulge on Mom’s dress yet.” She pulled her dress from the shower and wiggled it back on her body. “They’re probably waiting for me.”\n\nWaddling out of the bathroom, she found the boys had already found their bedroom. They started unpacking their things. “We brought your things in, Mom,” Asriel said, not looking up, focusing on unpacking—”even your diaper bag.”\n\n“Thank you, sweetie.” She turned around to check her room again. Her carry-on, suitcase, and large diaper bag sat right on her bed. “Sorry, I had to run off. It was an emergency.”\n\n“Honestly, Mom,” Ralsei chided, “You got us out of diapers pretty early, but you stayed in diapers. Is that why you wear a dress all the time?” He always poked fun at Toriel about this fact, but he never meant it maliciously. “What are you gonna do while we’re at the beach? Or in the pool?”\n\n“Oh ho, you underestimate your mother.” She raised her dress to show them her diaper. It was stained from moments ago. Her dress kept the smell contained, but now that she lifted it, she sent the fresh smell of messy diapers into the room. It's not like the three of them weren’t accustomed to it, tough. “This is not some mere disposable diaper. This is also water resistant. I can swim with you two just fine. I may want to add a cover just to be safe, though.” She paused, dropping her dress. “I hope I remembered it.”\n\n“You don’t have to show us, you know?” Asriel asked. “We’ve seen it before.”\n\n“Well, that doesn’t sound like someone who wants pizza,” Toriel smirked, knowing this would change their tune. The boy’s eyes lit up with excitement. We’ll have them deliver so we don’t have to call that nice man back so soon. I am absolutely starving. I’ll have to find their number.” She walked away to look for a landline and phonebook.\n\n“You know, it’s amazing she still gets around with diapers at her age,” Asriel said.\n\n“How do you think she is? Mom can’t be that old.” Ralsei caressed his chin and thought about it. “You can’t help but think though. There must be some good thing about diapers if an adult wants to wear them all the time.” Asriel shrugged and continued unpacking.\n\n\n\n\nTwo nearly empty pizza boxes sat on the table. The boys leaned back in their chairs, filled to the brim. “I’ve never had pepperoni like that before.” Ralsei leaned forward and picked a pepperoni from their pizza. “Seriously, it’s not too greasy, it’s not dark red, and it’s not curled up around the edges. What even is it?”\n\n“Old-world pepperoni,” Toriel replied. Her stomach was filled to the brim as well. The boys had their large pepperoni pizza, but Toriel ordered herself a veggie-lover. Were there ever veggies to be had! “I’ve never seen tomatoes, caramelized onions, or garlic as toppings on a veggie pizza. Good lord, I’m so full.” Half of her pizza remained, but it was covered with so many veggies that it was twice as thick as the pepperoni pizza. “I don’t think I can move for a while.“\n\nA loud gurgling came from the other end of the table. Asriel grasped his stomach. “Uh oh.” Shooting from the table, he leaped off the chair and bolted, only to fall on his face. “GAH!” [i]Squelch [/i]Toriel and Ralsei jumped from their seats, hearing Asriel’s scream, only to see it happen right before them. The lump in his pants was growing, a dark spot running down the sides of his pants. “OOOOOOOOOOH!” Asriel pounded the floor. “I’m too old for this!”\n\nRalsei held back his laughter, opting instead to rise from his chair and help his brother up. “You ok, Azzy?” \n\n“No. I shit myself.” He turned away, his face red with embarrassment.” Toriel, ever the doting mother, would have usually scolded him for swearing, but this time was fair. His embarrassment was enough. “I’m no better than Mom!” He quickly turned away and started walking to the bathroom. “I’ll be taking a shower.”\n\nIt was Toriel’s turn to turn red. What was wrong with her still using diapers? They were convenient and so comfortable. It’s not like she was being obnoxious about her choice of underwear. Ralsei looked to Toriel, then toward Asriel. “Mom, I don’t think he meant that.”\n\n“No, it’s fine.” Toriel knew what it was like to be frustrated. And he wasn’t entirely wrong. She was an adult and still wearing diapers. She knew it was unusual. She wished he hadn’t said something, but she knew he didn’t mean it. “It is unusual.”\n\n“I’m gonna go talk to him.” Ralsei ran off, chasing Asriel.\n\nToriel suddenly felt a gurgle in her stomach as well. It was her turn to shit herself now. Sliding down in her chair, she grasped the base of the chair so she didn’t slide off further. She released any control on her bowels and let loose. [i]Splooooorch[/i], A flood of liquid mess flooded her diaper, stretching her diaper to limits unknown. Her diaper flopped over the edge of the chair, the mess pooling. It was unavoidable now, the smell of her mess spilling from the cuffs around her legs. She smelled her odors deeply as the fumes filled the room. “Aaah.” The pungent smell pierced her nose. “If only the boys knew what this was like.” Asriel’s comment hung heavy in her brain. “He may like it if he tried it.” Fog rolled into her brain once more, but only for the briefest of moments. \n\nToriel remained there, savoring her smell. The bathroom door opened down the hall, and footsteps approached, and a distinct crinkling sound accompanied them. Ralsei and Asriel came around the corner. No pants, but diapers were wrapped around their waists. Large and poofy, they seemed natural wrapped around their bodies. “Sorry, that took a bit, Mom,” Ralsei said as they approached the table again. Asriel was chipper and calm. “Someone made a big stinky.”\n\n“Yeah, and it felt amazing.” Asriel climbed into the chair; the distinct crinkling and pompf sound accompanied the motion. “But not like you don’t know, Mommy poopy pants.” He smelled the air in the dining room. “Smells like we missed something.”\n\n“The pizza didn’t agree with me either,” Torial replied, savoring the smell of her mess as she did so. “It was absolutely divine but too rich for us.”\n\n“But mom, we’re filthy rich,” Ralsei laughed. They all chuckled at the joke. “Should we go swimming in a bit?” \n\n\n\n\nThe sun was setting on the beach, staining the sky with a beautiful orange and yellow. The three of them left their little stairway leading from the house and onto their section of beach. It was a private beach, alright. Tall rocks blocked it on either side; the walls were about ten feet long. The kids gasped. This chunk of the beach was theirs now. They waddled through the sand closer to the water. “This is amazing!” Ralsei ran into the water, shirtless with only his diaper, covered with a cute pink swim cover. Asriel stopped at the water's edge, knowing it would be cold. Ralsei’s excitement kept him from thinking straight.\n\n“Be careful, honey!” Toriel called from behind them both. She carried a beach chair and a towel. Sunglasses covered her eyes, and a tight, purple bikini top covered her breasts. They bounced with each step. As she laid down the beach towel, she heard a scream from the water. Her head darted to the noise to find Ralsei running back toward the shore, nearly stumbling as his legs fought the water pulling back into the sea. He protested how cold the water was as he dripped his way onto the sand, with Asriel giving him ‘I-told-you-so’s. Getting rowdy, Ralsei threw him into the water. More screaming as Asriel felt the cold water against his fur. She knew they were playing, so she could relax. Propping up the chair, she sat down, watching the sun setting over the sea, with the silhouettes of her sons against the colorful sky. “This is the life.” She let out a sigh. “Too bad this is only a vacation.” With the sounds of splashing, the waves crashing onto the shore, and the dazzling sunset growing darker by the second, she slowly fell asleep. Her kids would wake her up. The fog settled in on her brain as her consciousness entered sleep. Asriel and Ralsei fell into the water, laughing and feeling dizzy. Memories of their previous home in Hometown faded and were replaced with delightful new ones of their home, this beach house.\n\nThat night, they had a movie night. The TV was an enormous 8k, curved screen. With big bowls of popcorn for each of them, they sat on the couch and watched the Transformation Squad movie on streaming. Still shirtless, aside from Toriel, who wore a tasteful nightshirt, they relaxed in their diapers. “What is Boptimus Brime gonna do?” Asriel asked, his mouth crammed full of buttery popcorn. \n\nRalsei swallowed a mouthful of popcorn before responding. “It’s obvious he’s gonna win, though. The Autoboots always win.” His eyes shot open, feeling a rumble in his stomach. Leaning forward, he pushed, forcing all the mess from the chamber. His diaper expanded, flattening against the black couch cushions as his body sunk into the messy diaper. Toriel and Asriel turned to look at him. “That was a big one.”\n\n“Oh yeah?” Asriel set his popcorn down next to him and wiggled around, loosening himself up. Leaning forward, he let loose as well. The wet sloshing of his mess filled the room as his diaper stretched out on the couch. Unlike Ralsei, Asriel seemed to have the shits, which worked in his favor for this impromptu contest. However, because he was sitting, he felt some of his shit leaking from the cuffs on his leg, staining the couch. “Uh oh.” \n\n“You’re lucky you’re cute,” Toriel said, getting up and walking to the supply closet. “You two are silly.” She may have said that, but then she started thinking about the mess that this was gonna be. “We’re rich. Why do we have to deal with this?” Toriel asked herself under her breath, half-jokingly, but also with slight indignation. “We should be able to do whatever we want.” She froze, her head growing fuzzy, but continuing, remembering this happened occasionally. Perhaps she should see a doctor about that. She absolutely loved her children, mainly because they supported her DL lifestyle and wanted to be just like her and wear them as well. The biggest downside, of course, was having to clean up after them. They were 14 now. If the wrong person found that she changed their diapers, they may call CPS on her. “If only they had invented a self-cleaning diaper.” Nearly falling over, the fog entered her head again. Similar groans came from the living room. Asriel and Ralsei lay flat on the couch, eyes closed, nursing a surprise headache. It seemed the magic plug, now a magic diaper, had very intense plans for the Dreemurr family. Inhibitions left their minds. Laws? Who needed them? Common decency? They were rich! They could do whatever they wanted, and the regular people would assume it was eccentricity. Underlying desires and restrictions held back by ethics and common decency were set free. \n\nThe boys encountered the same, but only with them, and the voices returned. [i]Hey, you should kiss him[/i]. A deeper, lust-filled voice entered Asriel’s head. [i]Grind your shitty diapers together and make out like the sluts you are.[/i] Unlike before, where Asriel may have resisted, he sat upright and listened, looking around the room. “Who’s there?” [i]You know you wanna make him your slave, Azzy.[/i] The idea sounded so tempting. Having Ralei at his feet, eager to serve him and do as he pleased. [i]Do it[/i]. He gave in. His headache was magically gone, accepting his fate. Slamming his hands on either side of Ralsei’s head, he stared directly into his eyes. “Rali.”\n\n[i]You want this, you know it.[/i] “Azzy.” Ralsei returned Azriel’s strong gaze. He was suddenly dominant, the childlike wonder and innocence missing from him as if he were a different person. “I,” Ralsei stammered, “I, uh,” he couldn’t get his thoughts straight. Who was this? This wasn’t the Asriel he knew. Or was it?[i] Let Asriel have his way with you. You’re his slut. Don’t you remember?[/i] He didn’t remember, but he felt compelled to listen. “Azzy.” His dick tented his diaper, but it was hard to tell due to the amount of shit contained within it. “I’m yours.”\n\n“You’re my slut.” Asriel smirked. He practically was a different person. The Asriel that Ralsei knew would never say words like that. Asriel latched his lips onto his. It felt so wrong, two siblings performing sexual activities like this, but somehow, it felt so right. Natural. Ralsei wrapped his arms around Asriel; the feeling of his slim, fit body against his soft figure felt like it was meant to be. Asriel’s tongue wriggled its way into his mouth, coiling around his like serpents in estrus. Their spit mixed and poured into Ralsei’s mouth, salty from the popcorn they had both consumed previously. Asriel wiggled his but, adjusting his heavy, sagging diaper. His dick now pressed firmly against Ralsei’s two soft layers of diaper between them. He started grinding, feeling the softness of the soiled diapers and the firm touch of Ralsei’s dick against his. Ralsei moaned into Asriel’s mouth, enjoying every second of their new activity. He may have loved his brother before, but he didn’t know he loved him like this! \n\nToriel snuck over behind the couch, listening intently to her children pleasuring each other. She wanted so badly to join them. How dare they get down and dirty without asking her to join. Leaping over the couch, she landed inches from Ralsei’s head. “Let Mommy join you.” She inched closer to Ralsei, forcing Asriel to separate from him. Her diaper hung above his face while Asriel was left grinding against Ralsei. “Come here, Azzy.” Using his nickname, she pulled off her shirt, revealing her breasts. “Come get some of Mommy’s tits.” Asriel jumped at the chance. Latching onto her right breast, he grabbed her left nipple and fiddled with it as he sucked from the other. Toriel moaned, feeling as if she was raising a baby again. She pressed his face deeper into her massive breast, his face sinking into it. Carefully lowering her body, she sat on Ralsei’s face, surrounding his face with a partially soiled diaper. “You two were getting dirty without me,” she cooed. “How dare you.” Ralsei snoofed Toriel’s diaper. The mess in her diaper from earlier that day was more potent than Asriel’s. He savored it, unable to respond or reply. All the while, Ralsei continued grinding his dick against his. The three indulged in the taboos of sexual behavior between family. They were rich; rules and ethics didn’t apply to them! They clearly enjoyed it; they felt no shame for their actions.\n\nAsriel moaned into Toriel’s breast, unable to speak clearly. “What was that, dear?”\n\nAsriel pulled away from her nipple. “My peepee is feeling weird. Like it’s gonna explode!” Ralsei agreed but wasn’t heard over the diaper smothering his face.\n\n“Let it explode for me. Cum for Mommy.” She grabbed his head and pulled him closer, pressing their lips together. Toriel forced her tongue into his mouth, tasting him. Asriel moaned lustily as he quivered in her arms. His dick was hard as a rock, on the verge of letting loose a wave of cum that would change his world forever. His moans grew quicker and higher pitched until he released one long moan into Toriel’s mouth. The audible squelching from Asriel’s diaper was palpable. His diaper inflated further, and an off-white stain on the front grew bigger and bigger. Ralsei, unable to be heard underneath Toriel’s diaper, reached up and grasped her diaper, cumming as well. “My boys are so horny for their Mommy.” Toriel teased as she got up from the couch. \n\nRalsei gasped for fresh air. “Mom. That was amazing…”\n\n“Yeah,” Asriel said, resisting the urge to fall over from exhaustion. “Can we do it again?”\n\n“I don’t know if you two can handle it again.” She teased, crossing her arms. “You two look tired. Where’d all that energy go from when you were younger?” \n\n“We’re not seven anymore, you know?” Ralsei tried to get up, pushing himself up from the couch, but fell back again. All he could smell was Toriel’s diaper on his face. “Besides, there’s no way we could handle all that at that age.”\n\nAsriel seemed to believe otherwise. His expression seemed doubtful. “You don’t know that.”\n\nToriel thought about it herself. She remembered how spry they were at that tender age. How cute they both were. Her nipples grew hard, juices leaked from her pussy, and the idea of doing lewd things with children that young were… would she be ok with falling that far into depravity? Fog settled over her brain again. More than accustomed to such things by this point, she sat down and waited it out. She remembered this happening often but didn’t know why. Her children seemed to be hit with it as well, as Asriel fell over onto his brother. Closing her eyes and waiting it out, she didn’t witness the wonderful changes she had accidentally willed into reality.\n\nThe boys began to shrink—not only shrink, but regress! Their 14-year-old bodies were getting smaller, plumper, and cuter. Ralsei’s horns grew smaller, becoming rounded nubs. The already soft and ever-so-slightly pudgy body he had was getting softer still. Every inch of him was becoming younger. A bulge grew in this diaper, his dick becoming larger than life. Losing height rapidly, he was likely no taller than Toriel’s hips now.\n\nAsriel didn’t fare any better, either. His horns were still sharp but half the length they were. His sharp, green eyes faded to a beautiful blue-green gradient. As his muzzle reduced in size, his teeth also shrank, growing duller. Inside his diaper, his ass became slightly more plump. The only thing that grew was his dick, becoming massive, barely contained in the diaper. \n\nThe fog dissipated from their brains, leaving the three totally exhausted. Taking a nap, Toriel and her newly regressed children rested for another day of debauchery.\n\n\n\n\n“Hey, Mommy!” Asriel cried from what seemed like a mile away. Toriel turned to look but saw no sign of him. She was on their private section of the beach. Where was Ralsei? A wet slapping sound gained her attention. Looking around for either Asriel or the source of that sound, she Ralsei instead. To her chagrin, she was thrusting into Ralsei’s little asshole with her dick. Wait, her dick? She wasn’t a man or a futanari. He was enjoying himself completely; his plump body was jiggling as she plowed his tight little asshole, no diaper or anything to restrain her from taking advantage of him. His hyper dick stood erect and aimed at his face. Cute moans came from his mouth, his red face making it clear that he wanted Mommy’s dick.\n\nThe realization came to her. “Oh, I’m dreaming!” She gazed at the seven-year-old Ralsei riding her dick like a carnival ride. He looked so pleased with himself. A rush of stimulus hit her all at once. “OH FUCK!” She fell to her knees. It was as if minutes worth of pleasure from reaming her little boy had been delayed and landed in her system. “Ralsei, I’m gonna…” she also moaned, not holding back anything. “I’m gonna cum!” Her dick expanded to four times the size, getting a near scream from Ralsei. Cartoonish bulges formed in her dick, flowing into Ralsei’s little body. Load after load of cum filled him, inflating his belly like a balloon. “OH DEAR! Ralsei, you’re so tight for Mommy!” She watched Ralsei inflate bigger and bigger until it looked like he had swallowed a yoga ball. \n\n“Mommy!” Footsteps in the sand approached behind Toriel, but she didn’t stop or turn around. It was Asriel, and he was completely naked. Wherever he was before, he was now here and eager to get her attention. His dick was massive, about eight inches, looking much larger than it actually was on his seven-year-old body. Toriel was unable to stop cumming, only watching Ralsei get bigger and bigger. “Do I get a turn, Mommy?” Asriel poked her shoulder, not budging Toriel at all. “Hmmph.” Asriel puffed out his cheeks and crossed his arms. “Fine.” He fell to his back and wiggled underneath her rear, sinking into the sand for a little more wiggle room. Right above him was Toriel’s sopping wet pussy, and in front of that, her bulging, throbbing, low-hanging balls. “Hmm…” As tempting as it was to try for her balls, the juices dripping from her pussy, and the smell alone, was more alluring. He licked her dripping lips, tasting her juices.\n\n“GAH!” Toriel jumped, unable to pull her dick from Ralsei’s ass. “Asriel?” She looked around, finding no one. He licked her again. “OOH!” Asriel reached between her legs and ass to grab her thighs, pulling her down on top of his face. “Azzy, no!” Her rear squished his face, her pussy smearing juices all over him. He didn’t stop licking. If anything, he intensified his assault on her pussy. She started panting feverishly. Ralsei’s stomach was now pressing against her face, inflating larger and larger, with no end in sight. “Oh, oh, oh!” The smell of cum surrounded them as it began to spew from Ralsei’s dick, venting some of the pressure. Cum showered over them, coating Toriel’s body within seconds, the stink intensifying. Some of it landed in her mouth, the salty taste coating her like glue. Everything came to a climax once she felt the familiar dull, fuzzy feeling set over her brain. Even in her dreams! She came once more, spraying Asriel with femcum. One final blast from her dick rocketed into Ralsei. He gagged, cum oozing from his mouth like a clogged pipe. His stomach slowly deflated as cum started to pool around the three. Toriel panted heavily, the fog dissipating. “If only this weren’t a dream…” Unbeknownst to her, the more she dreamed, the more she altered reality…\n\n\n\n\nRalsei woke up, the silk sheets soft against his fur. The warmth of the two other white goats in bed was enough to keep him in bed, but it was already 11. Always the early riser, he slid out of bed and left the bedroom. His diaper crinkled as he made his way to the living room. Grabbing the remote, he opened the panels on the windows, letting in the sunlight. Not surprisingly, he was in a wet diaper—seven and still in diapers. But Mom was also in diapers, and he couldn’t argue against their handiness. Green emeralds accompanied the pink insignias scattered around the diaper. Since it was soaked, they looked off-color, but that didn’t matter to him. Either way, he knew it would clean itself. Then, he felt it—the familiar gurgling and pricks in his pelvis. “Uh oh. They’re not up yet!” He hurriedly waddled back to the bedroom. “Mom! Mom!” He leaped onto the bed and sat his padded rear on her head.\n\nToriel stirred, smelling the wetness and stinging smell of a wet diaper. “Up already, Ralsei?” She could tell who was making her snoof a diaper by the smell. “Is it time already?” A loud gurgle came from Ralsei. “Yep, it’s time.” She turned and opened her mouth wide. “Go ahead.” \n\n“O’tay!” Ralsei pulled his diaper off, already working its magic and cleaning itself slowly. However, they all learned a new hobby in their ever-growing impatience and lust for more taboo things. Ralsei placed his asshole right above his mother’s mouth, the musk already hitting her. It was a wake-up call, for sure. “Here I go.” With small groans, he pushed and pushed. Within moments, Toriel could feel it on her tongue. The small nuggets of scat, fresh from her son. Why wait for their self-cleaning diapers to clean themselves when they could care for it themselves? Falling into her mouth and staining her tongue, they fell to the back of her throat, sliding down and making their way through her digestive system. Ralsei’s groans subsided as he finished relieving himself. “How was it this time?”\n\nToriel closed her mouth, chewed, and thought about it. “The texture this time was great, but they weren’t logs. You know I like logs.” \n\n“Uh huh,” Ralsei nodded as he slid his diaper back on, now as fresh and clean as a new one. “I try.”\n\n“And you do great, honey.” Toriel rose from bed. Wearing nothing but her diaper, her tits were on full display. “Go get dressed, I’ll wake Azzy.” Ralsei ran off, pleased as could be with himself.\n\nThe three planned a day trip to the town only after a dip in the ocean. They walked down their stairs to their private beach, naked as the day they were born. The brown seas looked so inviting. Ralsei didn’t waste any time, of course. He ran into the sea of scat, taking a mouthful on the way under. Asriel was more modest, enjoying his time. He waded into the thick, murky waters, savoring its smell. Their world was one of lust-driven desires, and unbeknownst to them, they were the center of it. Toriel waded into the water as well, letting every inch of her body get covered in scat. This was her doing. Every dream she had changed something about this world, and she didn’t even know.\n\nEven the town was unaware of all the changes the three had caused. A deep scat smell filled the air from the scat sea surrounding the island. Civilians and tourists stopped and gaped as the three billionaires on the hill came to visit the town. The two brats, one of them dressed like a girl for some reason, despite the enormous bulge in their diaper telling them otherwise. “Whatever,” they’d say, “If I were that rich, I’d be able to do whatever I want as well.” Some couldn’t help but stare at Toriel, her ill-fitting top leaving nothing to the imagination. Gone were the days of her modest dress. Now, she and her kids wore their diapers on full display. The tight top people couldn’t stop looking at was barely enough to be considered decent. Perhaps one of her dreams would alter reality one day so people didn’t need clothes. \n\n“Hey, look,” someone pointed at them with a distasteful sneer. “It’s the rich babies from up the hill!” He and his friend laughed. “What’s up babies? You need more diapers?” More laughter, but no one dared join the two. \n\n“No, we’re just taking a day out,” Toriel said, continuing their walk. She had thoughts about this man, of course, but little did she know that she already changed reality. The next moment, the two were already wearing diapers. The landing pad print with building blocks suited them. As far as everyone else knew, they were just another two who always wore diapers. They went about their day as if they never even slung insults.\n\nThis world was theirs to command, and all Toriel had to do was desire a change. They were happier this way. What change would be next? What changes? It’s always been this way.\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "
Keeping it in the Family

 
The bed creaked under their weight. It wasn’t much to begin with, but it wasn’t really meant to hold two. Ralsei clutched the sheets in his fists, his moans bouncing around the room. “Fuck, Azzy.” His ass jiggled as his brother slammed his dick into his tailhole. “Harder. MORE! I’m a naughty boy.” The red hand prints on his ass seemed to glow against his pure white fur. He loved being spanked, especially with his thicc ass.
 
“Oh, you want harder, do you?” Asriel asked coyly, speaking slowly between thrusts. He was already slamming his massive cock into him as hard and fast as he possibly could. “You’re a slut for my dick, aren’t you, Rali?” His muscular body was glimmering with sweat; what little light from the open window reflected from his soaked white fur.
 
Ralsei knew exactly what to say to get what he wanted. “You know I am, big bro.” That was exactly it. Demanding more from his already aching body, he thrust even harder. The cum he already shot into this slut’s tailhole was making sloppy sounds as he continued. Asriel wasn’t going to stop until he was completely exhausted. Ralsei screamed with the increased pace, feeling Asriel’s head hit his prostate. “Make me your bitch! MORE MORE MORE!” His ears wobbled back and forth, the bed creaking louder with their motion. “Uh, fuck! I’m gonna cum again!” Underneath him, his little penis squirted another load of cum onto the sheets, making this the fourth load tonight. “When are you gonna cum, big bro?”
 
As if on cue, Asriel felt it. “Beg me for it, slut.” He smirked, knowing he would.
 
“Bro, I want your cum in me so bad! Fill me with your seed and make me your cumdump! I’m your bitch to use whenever you want!” Asriel grabbed Ralsei’s hips and pulled him against his dick. “GAAAAAAAAAH! Asriel’s dick nearly doubled in size, throbbing as he shot his seed. “Holy shit!” Like a firehose, cum flowed into Ralsei’s tailhole, inflating his stomach and lifting him off the bed a few inches. “Bro, I love it when you fill me.”
 
“Cumdumps don’t talk.” Asriel reeled back and spanked Ralsei a final time, aiming to leave a long-lasting mark. He swung, making contact with his rear, the clapping sound piercing his ears. Ralsei screamed. A pulsing red mark sat on his ass, bright red. He wouldn’t be sitting normally for a while. Falling limp from exhaustion, he breathed into the sheets. They smelled like cum. “Good boy.” Asriel pulled out of his tailhole, watching his cum slowly ooze from it. “That’s a good boy.” He scratched Ralsei’s back, knowing he was a little rough. Ralsei moaned in delight. “Love you.”
 
“Love you too. Happy anniversary.”
 
“Five years now.” Asriel sighed, sitting on the bed, scooting Ralsei over for snuggling. “That reality-warping buttplug of yours sure did the trick, didn’t it? Five years on our own warped reality.” He shifted to his side, playing big spoon for the night. “Best part, I remember barely anything from before.”
 
“I don’t remember much anymore,” Ralsei said. “Only that this isn’t our original world or bodies. We were probably huge Undertale and Deltarune nerds.” The two laughed. “You think Toby released all of Deltarune yet?”
 
“Probably not. I guarantee it isn’t like this.” Asriel cuddled deeper into him. “But I’m not complaining. Not like it matters anyway.”
 
“Where even is that buttplug?” Ralsei asked curiously. “We haven’t used it in a while.”
 
“We haven’t had to use it in a while,” Asriel corrected. “Everything is perfect. We have everything we could ever need or want.”
 
“Yeah, I can’t possibly think of anything else.” The two continued yakking for the rest of the night until they fell asleep. They always had sex in ‘Asriel’s’ bed, leaving Kris’s bed for sleeping. The room was theirs now anyway; they could do whatever they wanted. Who needed Kris anyway? He was boring.
 
 
 
 
The next morning, the two came downstairs. The smell of pancakes was in the air. Asriel instinctively slumped to the table while Ralsei went to the fridge and pulled things out for his coffee. “Morning, Toriel,” they both said.
 
“Good morning, dears.” Toriel stood at the stove, handling a cast iron pan. The counter next to her was a mess with dribbled pancake batter, but this was inevitable when making pancakes. Her purple apron was also covered in batter, but not a drop was on her fur. “Have a good sleep?”
 
“Oh, yeah,” Asriel said tiredly. “I’m still tired, though.” So tired that his sweatpants were inside out.
 
“Then you should drink coffee.” Ralsei poured grounds into a filter and pressed the on button. “That’s what I do.” Reaching for a mason mug, he poured milk and strawberry syrup into it and mixed the two together. “It’s good stuff.” The color of the milk resembled the color of his horns.
 
Asriel stuck his tongue out. “Nah, it’s bitter.” He slumped over and sat his head on the table.
 
“Your loss.” Asriel placed the mug under the coffee maker just before the coffee started pouring.
 
“So, what’s the plan for today, you two?” Toriel flipped a pancake onto a plate, pouring more batter into the pan.
 
“We’re gonna go out and meet some friends in the next town over. It’s been a long time since we’ve seen them.”
 
“I can’t wait.” Ralsei did a happy dance. “They’re so nice.”
 
“You only think that because-“ Asriel started to say.
 
“Don’t you dare,” Ralsei said pointedly.
 
“They think you’re cute.” Asriel grinned.
 
“Nuuuuuu!” Ralsei covered his face.
 
“Well, I hope you two have fun,” Toriel said. “But you’re eating something first.” She placed a stack of pancakes in the middle of the table. “I, however, have a lot of cleaning to do. Leave your dirty clothes in the hamper when you leave, alright?”
 
The boys left an hour later, leaving Toriel to herself. “Alright, then. Finally, I have a chance to get their room deep cleaned.” She went upstairs with the vacuum. Their room was a mess, as usual. As Toriel always did, she started by picking up the floor. Any clothes that were left went into the hamper. However, the longer she was in there, the more a peculiar smell stuck out to her. “What's that smell?” She followed her nose, and it led her to the bedsheets that the two fucked on last night. “How does Asriel sleep on this every night?” She stripped the bed bare and took the sheets downstairs to wash. She checked for boxes or other objects under the bed when she returned. Pulling various shoeboxes from underneath them, she set them atop the bed and vacuumed the floor. “OW!” She bumped her head on the bed, sending some of the boxes tumbling to the ground. “Oh, snails.” Carefully worming out from underneath the bed, she checked what had fallen. She didn’t like prying into their life; they were adults now, but this was an honest mistake.
 
“Umm… How do I tell them I spilled all this?” Toriel reached for all the things that fell but froze. They were all clothes. Were they all old clothes from years ago? She reached for the one on top. With a gasp, she dropped it. A bra of some kind? “Why would they have these? And why is there no material where the breasts would go?” Curiosity got the better of her, and she continued digging. She recognized various types of lingerie in so many colors. “Oh dear,” she said worriedly, “I’ve discovered something I wasn’t meant to see.” If there were any qualities one could say about Toriel, it would be that she is a very loving mother. And as any loving mother would, she would have to accept that one of her children, she wasn’t sure which of them, was a cross-dresser. That was alright; she loved them both regardless. Tossing everything that looked remotely sexy into boxes, she hoped that they wouldn’t learn that she had discovered their secret. Then, she froze again. Underneath all the lingerie were some photos and what was clearly a buttplug. She was a single mom; she knew a toy when she saw it. A beautiful green emerald sat at the end of it. The plug itself was three inches long and two inches at its widest. “That’s fine too if they have toys.” But the pictures were the most troubling. She picked up one of them and looked at it. Her eyes began to glimmer with tears. Asriel was completely naked, and his penis was buried deep inside Ralsei, also completely naked. They looked like they were enjoying it too. She frantically looked at the rest; they were all similar, but never once did Ralsei top Asriel. In marker, one of them had written a quick something in the corner to mark the occasion. “Merry Christmas, Happy Halloween, Happy 4th anniversary?!” She dropped the photos. “My little boys are…” Tears flowed from her eyes. “Where did I go wrong?!” She ran from the room, plug in hand, retreating to her own room. She curled into a ball on the bed, sobbing. “What have I done to deserve this? My boys are, are…” She couldn’t think of the word “Incesting!” She needed a break. The boys would be home by five at the latest. She needed time to process this.
 
“I’ve failed as a mother,” she sobbed. Thoughts spiraled through her head. Where could she possibly have messed up? She had ensured they had everything they needed to succeed academically for their whole lives. It was miraculous that she had also gotten that lottery ticket, becoming extremely wealthy. There’s no possible way that she could have done anything to make them think it was ok to start having sex with each other. Desperation overwhelmed her. Then she remembered the object still in her hand. “You.” She gazed at the buttplug in her hands. “This is your fault!” She began throwing accusations at the toy. “You’re the one that made my precious boys lewd! You made them think they could have sexual intercourse with each other!” Frustration clouded her mind. “I must hide you from them.” Her brain went into over-analysis. “But what if they find you? No matter where I put you, they may find you.” An idea came to her mind. She didn’t fancy it, but it was the one place they would never look.
 
“I don’t fancy this idea.” Getting up from bed, she removed her slip dress and put her black underwear on display. “But they won’t look for you here.” She removed her panties, tossing them onto the bed. Her bedside stand held a small bottle of lube for late-night sessions of her own. Lubricating the plug excessively, she pressed it to the entrance of her asshole, sliding it between her plush asscheeks. “Stay strong, Tori. This is for your children.” She slowly pressed the plug into her ass. At the midway point, she started having trouble. “None of my toys are this big! How do they take this so easily?” She breathed deeply, relaxing, remembering when her college friend dared her to use a monstrously large toy. “Come on, Tori. You can do this.” She was calm. Knowing what she was about to do, she had to be. With one push, she thrust the toy in. “OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH DEAR!” Toriel fell to the floor, her chest heaving with the sensation of taking a two-inch diameter toy in her asshole. None of her friends, as she called them, were that large. “Now, they’ll never find it.”
 
 
Toriel took a bit before she got back to work. She knew she couldn’t take all day, her boys would be back soon. She cleaned the rest of the upstairs bedroom in near silence, ruminating where she could have gone wrong as a mother. The sheets were washed, the floor was vacuumed, that troublesome spot in the corner was finally taken care of, and everything looked spotless. With some time on her hands, she decided she should make a pie while the sheets were on the line drying. That’s one thing she was good at. “I can’t mess that up, right?”

A car pulled into the driveway as she rolled out the pie crust. Muffled laughter from outside. “Toriel, we’re home!” Asriel called as he entered the house. Toriel raised her head to look. “You’re never gonna believe this, Toriel.” He was holding back his excitement. “So our friend, I don’t know if you remember her, she’s going into photography. She needed models and such. We were just goofing around and posing to get her some still-life shots for her portfolio.” He turned around and whispered to someone behind him. “Then she brings out this rack of clothes and asks us to dress up a bit.”

“That sounds like fun.” Toriel imagined her kids on the image of a magazine, looking like a model.

“But get this. She kinda bossed us around a bit, and that’s fine; it’s her portfolio. She says that Ralsei looked so good in what he wore that he could keep it!”

“How generous. Do I get to see how my boy looks?”

“You sure do! Come in, Rali.” The door opened, and Ralsei entered in a trench coat. He was blushing like mad. “Come on, show Toriel what she picked out for you. You look so cute.”

“Oh, stop…” Ralsei turned away. There it was again—those worries from earlier today. Ralsei closed the door and began unbuttoning the trench coat. The coat fell, and Toriel gasped, covering her mouth—a green and black checkered skirt with a black short-sleeved crop top. A belt was strapped around his left thigh, and a black choker was around his neck. His wide rear made the skirt bulge slightly. Even Toriel had to admit he looked cute, but that was the problem!

“My goodness, it was Ralsei,” Toriel said, her voice muffled by her hands. The two cocked their heads. Ralsei was the one who owned all that lingerie. “You look, um,” she paused to find the right words, uncovering her mouth, “unique, Ralsei. Can’t say I expected that.”

“Told you she wouldn’t like it,” Ralsei said.

“No, no, no, no. It’s just not your usual outfit, is all.”Toriel was fighting her own instincts here. She was fighting the urge to cry. She had just learned that her children were incestuous, and now this. This was too much for a mother to handle.

“Oh, on top of that,” Asriel grabbed Ralsei’s hand and raised it, also raising his. “She painted our nails too!” Asriel’s were dark black, while Ralsei’s were pink like his horns. “I think they go nicely with my personality.”

“Oh, give me a second. I need the ladies' room.” Toriel needed to escape. She ran out of the kitchen and into the bathroom only a few feet away, nearly slamming the door behind her. Her eyes wide, she leaned against the door. “What have I done to deserve this?” It was perfectly fine that they painted their nails; that was coming into fashion. But now Ralsei was willing crossdressing? What was Asriel wearing that whole time? Could he be no better? “Where did I go wrong?” She was sure this wasn’t the last time she’d ask herself that. “I wish they weren’t like that. It’s so immoral.” She fell to her knees and let her tears flow once more. Her rear suddenly grew warm, but she was too lost in her sorrow to notice.

The world grew hazy. Her head was spinning, and not only theirs but Asriel’s and Ralsei’s as well. Unbeknownst to them, the toy she had found was the magic plug that gave them their powers in the first place. Asriel leaned against the wall, feeling unbalanced. “Uhh, I just got fatigued.” His body was shrinking, losing at least a foot in height, and he looked younger and younger by the second. Ralsei was feeling hot despite not wearing much and resisted the urge to take off his clothes before they got to their bedroom.

“Is it hot in here all of a sudden?” Ralsei asked as he began to lose some inches from his height. The crop top and skirt he had been given shrank with him as his body lost some of its femboy qualities. His ass reduced, losing a portion of its bounciness, leaving his thighs to seem awfully large for the amount of ass he had left.

“I don’t know.” Asriel panted. “Maybe we’re just tired.” His chiseled adult features grew softer, yielding to that of a younger child of fourteen. “We should take a nap or something.” Ralsei agreed, his face turning younger as well. As they approached the stairs, he stopped to knock on the door. “Mom, Rali are gonna take a nap. We’re tired.”

“Alright, dear. I’ll call you for dinner if you aren’t asleep.” She stifled her sobs, the fog still heavy over her brain.

“Thanks, Mom.” The two retreated upstairs.

Thoughts rearranged in Toriel’s brain seamlessly. Her wish was coming true, but not as directly as she had wished. And unfortunately for her, she was a victim of it as well. All the changes the plug had made on her behalf had also affected her. Once she leaves the bathroom, everything will be as if it were always that way. Suddenly, the fog cleared, and everything was as before. “Goodness, me.” Toriel rose to her feet. “I must not have been feeling well.” She returned to the pie crust, hoping to finish her butterscotch-cinnamon pie by dinner.

“Whoa!” Ralsei exclaimed once they reached their room. Did Mom clean the place up?” The carpet was sparkling clean. Aside from the bedsheets that were still on the line, everything was washed and freshly dried. Even that mysterious spot in the corner was gone! “We can sleep in a clean bed!” He ran for his bed on the right side of the room, flopping onto it. It smelled like fresh air.

“She could probably tell it smelled like your cum, Rali.” Asriel leaned in the doorway and chucked. “You always squirt so many times before I breed you.” Ralsei blushed, his legs bowed underneath him. “What do you have some fun time?” Closing and locking the door, Asriel strode inside, removing his striped shirt and exposing his soft but fit chest.

“I thought you were tired,” Ralsei said coyly. The crop top seemed to heat up on his chest again.

“I seem to have found my energy.” Stripping his pants, he revealed his banana hammock, the bulge not nearly as impressive as his twenty-year-old dick. “What’cha say, hot stuff?” He jumped onto the bed, shoving his bulge into Ralsei’s face; the sweat from all the posing and running around with their friend that day, the musk, was potent. The moment it hit Ralsei’s nose, it sent him into lust. His skirt tented. His pupils turned to hearts. His mouth salivated profusely. He wanted it. “That’s my bitch.” The fourteen-year-old Asriel stripped the underwear from his body and placed it over his head, musk bombarding him constantly.

Without hesitation, Ralsei dove for his brother. Dick in his mouth, he slurped and sucked hornily. The taste was even more potent than the smell. Something about this action seemed unnatural to him, yet muscle memory told him it was entirely otherwise. Asriel raised his hand, about to place his hand on Ralei’s head and control his motion and speed, but he wavered. Something seemed wrong. His dick began to get soft in Ralsei’s mouth. “Wait.” He pushed Ralsei away. “What are we doing?”

Ralsei’s sensual face faded away, leaving an unsure expression behind. He opened his mouth to answer, closed it, then opened it again, and closed it again. “I,” he paused. “I don’t know. Were we wrestling?”

“I don’t think that was wrestling,” Asriel said. There was a nagging feeling deep inside of him. It’s fine, it said. Fuck that subby little bitch. He gasped. “We were doing something naughty!” He quickly pulled his underwear up from around his legs. “We shouldn’t have done that.”

“What?!” Ralsei covered his mouth. “Oh no. Are we in trouble?” Tears started welling in his eyes.

“No. We just won’t tell Mom.” Asriel got on his knees. “It’ll be our secret.” That nagging feeling wasn’t going away. It was telling him so many awful things. Shove your cock in him. He’ll love it. Asriel shook his head, sending the voice away for now. “Don’t tell Mom about our ‘wrestling’ ok? That was a mistake.”

“Ok…” Ralsei was crying, stifling his tears. “But I wanted to. It felt so good. And like…” he looked away, wiping his tears, “I love you, Azzy.” Lunging forward, he wrapped his arms around Asriel. “I have these, feelings, telling me that it was ok. I don’t know what to do about them. Am I ok?”

“Tell ya what.” Asriel held Ralsei at arm's length. “We’ll play some games and get your mind off things.” Kiss him. Asriel hesitated for a moment, puckering his lips to give his brother a kiss on the cheek. At the last minute, he changed courses and switched to a hug. “How’s that sound?”

Ralsei’s eyes lit with excitement. “I wanna play Smash Co!” Ralsei dove from the bed, ripping himself from Asriel’s arms, and ran for the TV against the wall.

Distraction always works, he thought. “I want Kirbo.” Asriel jumped off the bed, and put his pants back on. He haggled with the cartridge a bit, but Super Smash Co. was up and working. “These old consoles sure do need that personal touch.” He grabbed the controller. “You gonna lose this time?”

“No!” Ralsei hyped himself up by tossing the controller up and down in his hands.”You’re getting meteor’d ever chance I get.”

“Yeah, right.” Make it a strip game. Loser gets naked. “Ew, no.” Ralsei looked at him. “Oh, nothing. I was just,” he had to think of something, “thinking how it would be nice to get a newer console.”

“But I love the N64.” Ralsei looked offended. “It’s the best thing ever.”

“Yeah, but there are newer games out there, you know? Newer, better looking, and not as finicky.”

“I guess. Come on, I need to show you who’s boss.”

“Oh yeah?!”

Up until dinner, the two played round after round of Super Smash Co. Asriel ignored the voices in his head telling him to perform lewd acts on his brother. Eventually, the voices disappeared altogether, and he didn’t even realize it. Ralsei, on the other hand, was struggling with his desires. He let his desires drive him, and resisting them was not an easy thing for him to do. They lingered, telling him that he should sneak into Asriel’s bed tonight and cuddle him while nude, try to ‘wrestle’ him again, or maybe try some other ways to wrestle.

“Boys! Dinner!” Toriel called from downstairs.

Asriel paused and ran downstairs. Ralsei followed but ran to the bathroom. The smell of spaghetti filled the downstairs. “I’ll be there shortly!” He shouted as he ran into the bathroom, sitting on the toilet. He couldn’t fight these voices any longer. Bend over and show him your asshole. “I don’t know what you mean.” Let him fuck you. Let his dick spread your ass wide. Take his dick in your mouth and drink his cum. He clapped his hands around his ears, trying to block the voices out, but it wasn’t doing any good. If anything, it was only increasing the sound in the echo chamber of lewd desires. You’re his bitch. “I am not.” He looked down at his dick, completely erect. “I am his brother; brothers don’t do lewd things together.” Look at your dick. So hard and eager. Jerk off. Maybe it’ll help.

Ralsei seemed to understand that. He grasped his cock, the warmth of it sending waves through his hand and up his arm. Somehow, he knew what jerking off was. Stroking his dick, jolt after jolt of sensations. What was this feeling? Was his dick always this sensitive? He didn’t want to stop. Was this how it felt for Asriel when his dick was in his mouth? It would have been moist if it had been in his mouth, though. That didn’t matter. What was important now was that he savored this new sensation. The motions somehow felt second nature, like he had done this before and had been for years. He started panting but covered his mouth as it echoed in the tiled bathroom. “Wow,” he said behind his hand, “there’s no way I missed out on this for years.

Ralsei failed to notice, but the voices had disappeared. A dense fog rolled into his head, making it harder and harder to focus on the pleasure from his dick. The ocean of euphoria he was swimming in was running dry, and he was stranded in the middle of it. It was getting harder and harder to remain erect and focus on his new favorite lewd activity. “Wait….” His mind began turning again, the adjustments now made, as he saw himself getting softer. Lewd thoughts were fading from his head, replaced by pure, innocent, child-like innocence. He stared at his penis. “Why was I touching my penis?” He was on the toilet. “Was I using the bathroom?” That must have been it. He didn’t feel like he had to go, so he must have been done. Hopping off the toilet, he washed pulled up his pants and washed his hands.

“Thought you fell in!” Asriel teased. Spaghetti sauce covered the fur on the front of his muzzle. “I ate all your spaghetti.”

Ralsei gasped. “NOOOO!”

“He did not. Asriel, don’t be mean.” Toriel chided him for teasing. “I made sure he saved you plenty.” His distressed face fizzled away, and he sighed with relief. “Now, come get food.”




“Are we there yet?” Asriel asked from the back seat.

“No, dear.” Toriel glanced in the rear-view mirror. The two boys were in the back seat, with stacks of books and educational games to keep them busy. Now that they were rich, due to another reality shift from the butt plug that neither of them was aware of, they were able to go on vacation. This, however, just seemed like another holiday to them. They still had a few hours till they made it to the airport.

“Are we there yet?” Ralsei asked, closing his book on Fun Snail Facts.

“Not yet, dear.” Toriel sighed. She focused on the road. Toriel considered buying a private jet so they didn’t have to drive as far or fly public airlines, but that would be far too much hassle. They could certainly afford it. Save those purchases for the billionaires in politics or big business. “Why don’t you try some of those trivia books? “I bet you I know all of them.”

“Yeah, right, Mom.” Ralsei grabbed the trivia book in question. It was a narrow little thing. It was about as wide as his middle finger and eight inches long. Each card had a hole punched into the corner and was kept together by a ring. With about a hundred pages, it was a tall order for Toriel to know all of them. “I’m gonna give you all the hard ones.” Ralsei started on the last page in the level 10 section. “‘What is the chemical name for Caffeine?’” He paused to read it for himself, then the answer. “Oh… I don’t even know what that is.” He showed it to Asriel, who pulled his head away from his book. His eyes narrowed trying to read it, then slowly opened in horror at the answer. “Mom, if you know this, I’ll, uh…”

“Not ask ‘Are we there yet’ for the rest of the trip?” Toriel smirked. “C8H10N4O2.” Ralsei was speechless. “I know all of those, dear.”

“Nuuuuu!” Ralsei closed the book. “How dare you cheat us of that.” He crossed his arms, pouting over losing the one thing that made road trips enjoyable. “Fine.”

“You don’t mess with the best.” Toriel returned to focus on the road, knowing full well there was still a while to go.




At last, they had arrived. Piling out of the parking lot, Toriel opened the trunk for their things. “Don’t forget anything. We can’t come back.” She grabbed her suitcase, Ralsei’s, and Asriel’s, and checked for anything else. “Got your carry-ons?” They both nodded, checking for everything. “Excellent.” Following behind her kids, they navigated through the busy airport. She didn’t lose track of them once. Occasionally, she would have to pull them back into the crowd as they’d stop at a coffee stand, want to see a gift shop or try to enter a VIP lounge. Although they’d likely be granted access to the VIP lounge, they didn’t have the time to explore. The three easily made it through security with just enough time to reach their gate with time to spare.

“How long is the flight, Mom?” Asriel asked as they sat in their first-class seats. They slid into their cushioned seats. With a small table between them and a TV behind Toriel’s side of the booth-like seating, it was the epitome of first-class seating arrangements. The only thing higher quality, perhaps being a private jet. And with two windows, they’d have a fantastic view whenever they wanted, without anyone around them to demand to shut the blind.

“If I recall, it was about eight hours?” Toriel slid into her seat across from her boys. She was prepared for her long flight.

“Oh man,” Ralsei exclaimed. “What are we supposed to do until then?”

“Well, think about what you wanna do at the beach house. It was your choice this time.” Toriel remembered discussing this trip with the two of them and telling Asriel that it was Ralsei’s turn to choose. Asriel complained, of course, as some huge event he wanted to go to was happening this month, and he would have planned the trip around it. Ralsei, however, made a trip to the library to look up some things on the computer and found a place he really liked.

“Oh, yeah!” Ralsei pulled out a blank notepad and a few pencils. “I’ll think of a few ideas.” He started to think, tapping the eraser end against his chin and plunging deep into thought.

“Well, I’m gonna keep reading, maybe take a nap.” Asriel pulled out his book and flipped to the spot he marked with a bookmark.

A familiar pang hit Toriel’s rear. “You two stay there, alright?” She handed her ticket to Asriel. “Mom will be right back.” She walked down the narrow hallway dividing first class and business class. Luckily, it was early enough before takeoff that no one had entered the bathroom yet. Sliding through the door, she locked it behind her. She sighed. “I forgot I had this on.” She reached around her, feeling for the magic buttplug, its magic still unknown to her. The emerald embossed on the end of it was hazed with butt sweat from her soft rear. “I can’t believe I wore this on our vacation.” Relaxing her body, she pulled it out of her rear, and a slightly wet squelching came from it. Placing it beside the toilet, she sat on the toilet, feeling the relief of not being plugged. However, something felt missing. Even as she felt her shit slide past her asshole, its warmth just as familiar as the buttplug and stretching her, she still felt like something was missing. “Have I grown too accustomed to this?” In truth, she had forgotten to remove the plug before. She had to remove it constantly when she had to shit, but she would always put it right back in. Something felt right about having it on. Like a piece of her that was filling a gap she didn’t know she had. She never figured out what happens in airplane toilets, but she always tried to use them before the plane took off so she didn’t get stuck on the toilet thanks to the vacuum or something peculiar like that. As soon as she pushed the last hot log from her rear, she reached for the plug again. Pooling as much spit in her mouth as she could, she poured all of it over the toy and slid it back inside. She felt whole again. That’s what it was. She needed to be wearing the plug! That was the solution. “Seems I’m taking you with me everywhere, little friend.” She exited the bathroom, not only with a new perspective on life but also with less waste in her body.




As they exited the plane, the sun was bright and blazing down on them. Ralsei was more excited than either of the three. Palm trees lined the path leading to the airport. Asriel was in awe of it all: the airport with windows covering every wall, the tropical theme of the island they were on, and, if he remembered correctly, they bought the beach house they were heading to, and it included a private section of beach. A taxi awaited them as they reached the airport; the driver held a sign reading ‘Dreemurr.’ “Whoa!” Ralsei was gushing over the whole trip. “This is my trip! I planned everything. I even planned him!” He pointed to the taxi driver, who tipped his cap to the party. The driver already had their belongings in the trunk of the taxi. The goats piled into the taxi, and they drove off.

“Lovely day for a drive, little Masters,” the driver winked as he gazed at the two in the back seat. “And you’re in for a lovely time.” Putting the car in drive, they took off.

Looking out the window, Asriel watched the buildings zoom past—lots of gift shops. There were restaurants as well, but mostly gift shops. It’s almost like the time they visited Niagra Falls in Canada. But unlike Niagra Falls, there weren’t nearly as many casinos or types of stores that Toriel would abruptly drag them away from. “How long is the drive?”

“About twenty minutes.” The driver replied. “Your beach house is so private, you could probably go skinny dipping, and no one would see.”

“Oh my.” Toriel giggled, picturing it in her head. Putting the kids to bed and enjoying some time to herself outdoors? How indecent, but yet, how compelling. “Will you be at our disposal if we need to come to town?”

“Of course, Miss.”

“How lovely.”

“Hey, look!” Asriel pointed to a building coming up on the left. A three-story brick building looked much older than the rest of the colorful, trendy, and modern-looking buildings. However, what caught Asriel’s attention was an enormous slice of pizza on top of it. Tucking low in his seat so he could see it out of the passenger windows as they drove past, he stared at it in awe. “I wanna go there tonight!”

“They have fantastic pizza. I’d recommend it 100%. Never had any better,” the driver commented, keeping his eyes on the road.

“Mom, can we?!” Ralsei was just as excited as Asriel at this point. Hearing from a local that this could be the best pizza they would ever have was too good of an opportunity to pass up. “Please?!” He leaned forward, the seatbelt keeping him from entering the car's front section. “Please, please, please?” Asriel joined the showering of ‘please.’

“You know, pizza does sound good. I wonder if they have snails.” The kids voiced their disgust, imagining a hot, steaming pizza with gooey cheese topped with snails!

“You know, that might not be bad.” The driver chuckled and thought about it himself.




Waving as their driver pulled down the long dirt road, they turned to look at the beach house. It was a two-story affair built with granite and wood supports. Walking around the house, they found a covered patio with some furniture and a fireplace. The pool, only feet away, was freshly renovated, and the water was as clear as could be. Ralsei withheld his desire to run over and dive in right away. Beyond the pool was a little walkway that led to the beach. They’d be checking that out in a bit. “You found a good one, Ralsei.” Toriel raised a mat in front of the back door, finding the key.

“Good thing, too. I have to use the bathroom.” Hastily unlocking the door, she ran inside, taking in the looks as she hurriedly waddled in. The white walls were a little boring for her taste, but the decorations added the splash of color that the walls couldn’t provide. “Kitchen… living room… ah!” She grasped the door handle and pulled the door open. “Darn it.” It was a utility closet. “I’m so close to exploding…” The plug in her ass was providing extra pressure, making it harder and harder to walk. Her purple dress began to soak with sweat where it rested on her bountiful backside. “Where is the bathroom?” Heading down a narrow hallway, she found the bedrooms and the master bedroom was sure to have an attached bathroom. She entered the bedroom desperately hoping that there would be a bathroom. “Oh yes!” The door was open, and there she saw it. Running in and closing the door, she lifted her dress right off her body, tossing it on the clear glass divider for the shower, her panties as well. This was going to be a big one; she could feel it. Reaching behind her, she pulled out the buttplug, which was already starting to stretch her asshole, the massive load she had inside of her pushing its way out by sheer force and overpowering the buttplug. Toriel tossed the plug to the sink and savored the moment. “Oh dear. That was close.” The log slid it’s way out of her asshole, stretching her asshole. The relief as she pushed all the feces from her body was immeasurable. “Thank goodness for that plug.” She moaned as one log splashed into the toilet, and another was forcing its way out. “But it would be nice if I didn’t have to wear it all the time.” Toriel still believed her boys would go looking for it. In truth, she grew to like it but still found it a nuisance. “What can I do to better hide it? Especially on this trip…”

The gem on the plug sparkled in the sink. Fog drifted into her brain once more, making her not think straight. Thrusting a hand to the wall, she steadied herself. “I must have overdone it.” She moaned as shit continued to flow from her asshole. Reality had found a solution to her problem. The plug began to warp and change its size, becoming flat and soft. New thoughts floated in Toriel’s head, cementing themselves as her reality, THE reality. Her pupils seemed to fade momentarily as Toriel subconsciously accepted these new ideals as fact. Bombarded by her new truths, her eyes returned to normal, and she ceased pooping, even though she was still very, very full. “What am I doing?” she asked herself, flabbergasted. “I shouldn’t be using the toilet.” She rose to her feet, taking a moment to wipe herself. A look in the toilet at how much fun she could have had made her disappointed in herself. “I can’t believe I forgot.” Reaching into the sink, she pulled out the plug, now transformed into a fresh, clean, poofy diaper. Similar designs to insignias on her dress and green emeralds were scattered about in an all-over pattern. “I hope I packed enough.” She unfolded the diaper and gave it a sniff. “Fresh and clean. For now.” She giggled. She had to act fast; what was left inside her was starting to knock on the door. Leaning against the wall, Toriel finessed it onto her body, ensuring the tapes were securely on. “It would be so much easier if I had help, but there's no way I’m exposing my kids to this.” She wiggled her legs a bit, ensuring the bands around the legs were secure. “Now, the fun part.” She squatted, spreading her legs out. With a mighty push, she forced what was left in her body. Her asshole stretched as more logs passed. This time, though, there was no toilet to catch them. The freshly made logs sat in the diaper, piling one after another. Their warmth surrounded her covered, padded rear. Her tongue instinctively fell from her mouth, savoring the feeling of using her diaper instead of being proper. A dumb look sat on her face. Her diaper filled and filled as she let hours worth of shit leave her system, minus the amount she had accidentally left in the toilet like a dummy. Expanding to double the size nearly, it sagged to her knees, the green emeralds slowly becoming less colorful than they used to be. “It’s a wonder Asriel hasn’t found out yet.” She looked between her legs as she finished. “No way he hasn’t noticed the smell or bulge on Mom’s dress yet.” She pulled her dress from the shower and wiggled it back on her body. “They’re probably waiting for me.”

Waddling out of the bathroom, she found the boys had already found their bedroom. They started unpacking their things. “We brought your things in, Mom,” Asriel said, not looking up, focusing on unpacking—”even your diaper bag.”

“Thank you, sweetie.” She turned around to check her room again. Her carry-on, suitcase, and large diaper bag sat right on her bed. “Sorry, I had to run off. It was an emergency.”

“Honestly, Mom,” Ralsei chided, “You got us out of diapers pretty early, but you stayed in diapers. Is that why you wear a dress all the time?” He always poked fun at Toriel about this fact, but he never meant it maliciously. “What are you gonna do while we’re at the beach? Or in the pool?”

“Oh ho, you underestimate your mother.” She raised her dress to show them her diaper. It was stained from moments ago. Her dress kept the smell contained, but now that she lifted it, she sent the fresh smell of messy diapers into the room. It's not like the three of them weren’t accustomed to it, tough. “This is not some mere disposable diaper. This is also water resistant. I can swim with you two just fine. I may want to add a cover just to be safe, though.” She paused, dropping her dress. “I hope I remembered it.”

“You don’t have to show us, you know?” Asriel asked. “We’ve seen it before.”

“Well, that doesn’t sound like someone who wants pizza,” Toriel smirked, knowing this would change their tune. The boy’s eyes lit up with excitement. We’ll have them deliver so we don’t have to call that nice man back so soon. I am absolutely starving. I’ll have to find their number.” She walked away to look for a landline and phonebook.

“You know, it’s amazing she still gets around with diapers at her age,” Asriel said.

“How do you think she is? Mom can’t be that old.” Ralsei caressed his chin and thought about it. “You can’t help but think though. There must be some good thing about diapers if an adult wants to wear them all the time.” Asriel shrugged and continued unpacking.




Two nearly empty pizza boxes sat on the table. The boys leaned back in their chairs, filled to the brim. “I’ve never had pepperoni like that before.” Ralsei leaned forward and picked a pepperoni from their pizza. “Seriously, it’s not too greasy, it’s not dark red, and it’s not curled up around the edges. What even is it?”

“Old-world pepperoni,” Toriel replied. Her stomach was filled to the brim as well. The boys had their large pepperoni pizza, but Toriel ordered herself a veggie-lover. Were there ever veggies to be had! “I’ve never seen tomatoes, caramelized onions, or garlic as toppings on a veggie pizza. Good lord, I’m so full.” Half of her pizza remained, but it was covered with so many veggies that it was twice as thick as the pepperoni pizza. “I don’t think I can move for a while.“

A loud gurgling came from the other end of the table. Asriel grasped his stomach. “Uh oh.” Shooting from the table, he leaped off the chair and bolted, only to fall on his face. “GAH!” Squelch Toriel and Ralsei jumped from their seats, hearing Asriel’s scream, only to see it happen right before them. The lump in his pants was growing, a dark spot running down the sides of his pants. “OOOOOOOOOOH!” Asriel pounded the floor. “I’m too old for this!”

Ralsei held back his laughter, opting instead to rise from his chair and help his brother up. “You ok, Azzy?”

“No. I shit myself.” He turned away, his face red with embarrassment.” Toriel, ever the doting mother, would have usually scolded him for swearing, but this time was fair. His embarrassment was enough. “I’m no better than Mom!” He quickly turned away and started walking to the bathroom. “I’ll be taking a shower.”

It was Toriel’s turn to turn red. What was wrong with her still using diapers? They were convenient and so comfortable. It’s not like she was being obnoxious about her choice of underwear. Ralsei looked to Toriel, then toward Asriel. “Mom, I don’t think he meant that.”

“No, it’s fine.” Toriel knew what it was like to be frustrated. And he wasn’t entirely wrong. She was an adult and still wearing diapers. She knew it was unusual. She wished he hadn’t said something, but she knew he didn’t mean it. “It is unusual.”

“I’m gonna go talk to him.” Ralsei ran off, chasing Asriel.

Toriel suddenly felt a gurgle in her stomach as well. It was her turn to shit herself now. Sliding down in her chair, she grasped the base of the chair so she didn’t slide off further. She released any control on her bowels and let loose. Splooooorch, A flood of liquid mess flooded her diaper, stretching her diaper to limits unknown. Her diaper flopped over the edge of the chair, the mess pooling. It was unavoidable now, the smell of her mess spilling from the cuffs around her legs. She smelled her odors deeply as the fumes filled the room. “Aaah.” The pungent smell pierced her nose. “If only the boys knew what this was like.” Asriel’s comment hung heavy in her brain. “He may like it if he tried it.” Fog rolled into her brain once more, but only for the briefest of moments.

Toriel remained there, savoring her smell. The bathroom door opened down the hall, and footsteps approached, and a distinct crinkling sound accompanied them. Ralsei and Asriel came around the corner. No pants, but diapers were wrapped around their waists. Large and poofy, they seemed natural wrapped around their bodies. “Sorry, that took a bit, Mom,” Ralsei said as they approached the table again. Asriel was chipper and calm. “Someone made a big stinky.”

“Yeah, and it felt amazing.” Asriel climbed into the chair; the distinct crinkling and pompf sound accompanied the motion. “But not like you don’t know, Mommy poopy pants.” He smelled the air in the dining room. “Smells like we missed something.”

“The pizza didn’t agree with me either,” Torial replied, savoring the smell of her mess as she did so. “It was absolutely divine but too rich for us.”

“But mom, we’re filthy rich,” Ralsei laughed. They all chuckled at the joke. “Should we go swimming in a bit?”




The sun was setting on the beach, staining the sky with a beautiful orange and yellow. The three of them left their little stairway leading from the house and onto their section of beach. It was a private beach, alright. Tall rocks blocked it on either side; the walls were about ten feet long. The kids gasped. This chunk of the beach was theirs now. They waddled through the sand closer to the water. “This is amazing!” Ralsei ran into the water, shirtless with only his diaper, covered with a cute pink swim cover. Asriel stopped at the water's edge, knowing it would be cold. Ralsei’s excitement kept him from thinking straight.

“Be careful, honey!” Toriel called from behind them both. She carried a beach chair and a towel. Sunglasses covered her eyes, and a tight, purple bikini top covered her breasts. They bounced with each step. As she laid down the beach towel, she heard a scream from the water. Her head darted to the noise to find Ralsei running back toward the shore, nearly stumbling as his legs fought the water pulling back into the sea. He protested how cold the water was as he dripped his way onto the sand, with Asriel giving him ‘I-told-you-so’s. Getting rowdy, Ralsei threw him into the water. More screaming as Asriel felt the cold water against his fur. She knew they were playing, so she could relax. Propping up the chair, she sat down, watching the sun setting over the sea, with the silhouettes of her sons against the colorful sky. “This is the life.” She let out a sigh. “Too bad this is only a vacation.” With the sounds of splashing, the waves crashing onto the shore, and the dazzling sunset growing darker by the second, she slowly fell asleep. Her kids would wake her up. The fog settled in on her brain as her consciousness entered sleep. Asriel and Ralsei fell into the water, laughing and feeling dizzy. Memories of their previous home in Hometown faded and were replaced with delightful new ones of their home, this beach house.

That night, they had a movie night. The TV was an enormous 8k, curved screen. With big bowls of popcorn for each of them, they sat on the couch and watched the Transformation Squad movie on streaming. Still shirtless, aside from Toriel, who wore a tasteful nightshirt, they relaxed in their diapers. “What is Boptimus Brime gonna do?” Asriel asked, his mouth crammed full of buttery popcorn.

Ralsei swallowed a mouthful of popcorn before responding. “It’s obvious he’s gonna win, though. The Autoboots always win.” His eyes shot open, feeling a rumble in his stomach. Leaning forward, he pushed, forcing all the mess from the chamber. His diaper expanded, flattening against the black couch cushions as his body sunk into the messy diaper. Toriel and Asriel turned to look at him. “That was a big one.”

“Oh yeah?” Asriel set his popcorn down next to him and wiggled around, loosening himself up. Leaning forward, he let loose as well. The wet sloshing of his mess filled the room as his diaper stretched out on the couch. Unlike Ralsei, Asriel seemed to have the shits, which worked in his favor for this impromptu contest. However, because he was sitting, he felt some of his shit leaking from the cuffs on his leg, staining the couch. “Uh oh.”

“You’re lucky you’re cute,” Toriel said, getting up and walking to the supply closet. “You two are silly.” She may have said that, but then she started thinking about the mess that this was gonna be. “We’re rich. Why do we have to deal with this?” Toriel asked herself under her breath, half-jokingly, but also with slight indignation. “We should be able to do whatever we want.” She froze, her head growing fuzzy, but continuing, remembering this happened occasionally. Perhaps she should see a doctor about that. She absolutely loved her children, mainly because they supported her DL lifestyle and wanted to be just like her and wear them as well. The biggest downside, of course, was having to clean up after them. They were 14 now. If the wrong person found that she changed their diapers, they may call CPS on her. “If only they had invented a self-cleaning diaper.” Nearly falling over, the fog entered her head again. Similar groans came from the living room. Asriel and Ralsei lay flat on the couch, eyes closed, nursing a surprise headache. It seemed the magic plug, now a magic diaper, had very intense plans for the Dreemurr family. Inhibitions left their minds. Laws? Who needed them? Common decency? They were rich! They could do whatever they wanted, and the regular people would assume it was eccentricity. Underlying desires and restrictions held back by ethics and common decency were set free.

The boys encountered the same, but only with them, and the voices returned. Hey, you should kiss him. A deeper, lust-filled voice entered Asriel’s head. Grind your shitty diapers together and make out like the sluts you are. Unlike before, where Asriel may have resisted, he sat upright and listened, looking around the room. “Who’s there?” You know you wanna make him your slave, Azzy. The idea sounded so tempting. Having Ralei at his feet, eager to serve him and do as he pleased. Do it. He gave in. His headache was magically gone, accepting his fate. Slamming his hands on either side of Ralsei’s head, he stared directly into his eyes. “Rali.”

You want this, you know it. “Azzy.” Ralsei returned Azriel’s strong gaze. He was suddenly dominant, the childlike wonder and innocence missing from him as if he were a different person. “I,” Ralsei stammered, “I, uh,” he couldn’t get his thoughts straight. Who was this? This wasn’t the Asriel he knew. Or was it? Let Asriel have his way with you. You’re his slut. Don’t you remember? He didn’t remember, but he felt compelled to listen. “Azzy.” His dick tented his diaper, but it was hard to tell due to the amount of shit contained within it. “I’m yours.”

“You’re my slut.” Asriel smirked. He practically was a different person. The Asriel that Ralsei knew would never say words like that. Asriel latched his lips onto his. It felt so wrong, two siblings performing sexual activities like this, but somehow, it felt so right. Natural. Ralsei wrapped his arms around Asriel; the feeling of his slim, fit body against his soft figure felt like it was meant to be. Asriel’s tongue wriggled its way into his mouth, coiling around his like serpents in estrus. Their spit mixed and poured into Ralsei’s mouth, salty from the popcorn they had both consumed previously. Asriel wiggled his but, adjusting his heavy, sagging diaper. His dick now pressed firmly against Ralsei’s two soft layers of diaper between them. He started grinding, feeling the softness of the soiled diapers and the firm touch of Ralsei’s dick against his. Ralsei moaned into Asriel’s mouth, enjoying every second of their new activity. He may have loved his brother before, but he didn’t know he loved him like this!

Toriel snuck over behind the couch, listening intently to her children pleasuring each other. She wanted so badly to join them. How dare they get down and dirty without asking her to join. Leaping over the couch, she landed inches from Ralsei’s head. “Let Mommy join you.” She inched closer to Ralsei, forcing Asriel to separate from him. Her diaper hung above his face while Asriel was left grinding against Ralsei. “Come here, Azzy.” Using his nickname, she pulled off her shirt, revealing her breasts. “Come get some of Mommy’s tits.” Asriel jumped at the chance. Latching onto her right breast, he grabbed her left nipple and fiddled with it as he sucked from the other. Toriel moaned, feeling as if she was raising a baby again. She pressed his face deeper into her massive breast, his face sinking into it. Carefully lowering her body, she sat on Ralsei’s face, surrounding his face with a partially soiled diaper. “You two were getting dirty without me,” she cooed. “How dare you.” Ralsei snoofed Toriel’s diaper. The mess in her diaper from earlier that day was more potent than Asriel’s. He savored it, unable to respond or reply. All the while, Ralsei continued grinding his dick against his. The three indulged in the taboos of sexual behavior between family. They were rich; rules and ethics didn’t apply to them! They clearly enjoyed it; they felt no shame for their actions.

Asriel moaned into Toriel’s breast, unable to speak clearly. “What was that, dear?”

Asriel pulled away from her nipple. “My peepee is feeling weird. Like it’s gonna explode!” Ralsei agreed but wasn’t heard over the diaper smothering his face.

“Let it explode for me. Cum for Mommy.” She grabbed his head and pulled him closer, pressing their lips together. Toriel forced her tongue into his mouth, tasting him. Asriel moaned lustily as he quivered in her arms. His dick was hard as a rock, on the verge of letting loose a wave of cum that would change his world forever. His moans grew quicker and higher pitched until he released one long moan into Toriel’s mouth. The audible squelching from Asriel’s diaper was palpable. His diaper inflated further, and an off-white stain on the front grew bigger and bigger. Ralsei, unable to be heard underneath Toriel’s diaper, reached up and grasped her diaper, cumming as well. “My boys are so horny for their Mommy.” Toriel teased as she got up from the couch.

Ralsei gasped for fresh air. “Mom. That was amazing…”

“Yeah,” Asriel said, resisting the urge to fall over from exhaustion. “Can we do it again?”

“I don’t know if you two can handle it again.” She teased, crossing her arms. “You two look tired. Where’d all that energy go from when you were younger?”

“We’re not seven anymore, you know?” Ralsei tried to get up, pushing himself up from the couch, but fell back again. All he could smell was Toriel’s diaper on his face. “Besides, there’s no way we could handle all that at that age.”

Asriel seemed to believe otherwise. His expression seemed doubtful. “You don’t know that.”

Toriel thought about it herself. She remembered how spry they were at that tender age. How cute they both were. Her nipples grew hard, juices leaked from her pussy, and the idea of doing lewd things with children that young were… would she be ok with falling that far into depravity? Fog settled over her brain again. More than accustomed to such things by this point, she sat down and waited it out. She remembered this happening often but didn’t know why. Her children seemed to be hit with it as well, as Asriel fell over onto his brother. Closing her eyes and waiting it out, she didn’t witness the wonderful changes she had accidentally willed into reality.

The boys began to shrink—not only shrink, but regress! Their 14-year-old bodies were getting smaller, plumper, and cuter. Ralsei’s horns grew smaller, becoming rounded nubs. The already soft and ever-so-slightly pudgy body he had was getting softer still. Every inch of him was becoming younger. A bulge grew in this diaper, his dick becoming larger than life. Losing height rapidly, he was likely no taller than Toriel’s hips now.

Asriel didn’t fare any better, either. His horns were still sharp but half the length they were. His sharp, green eyes faded to a beautiful blue-green gradient. As his muzzle reduced in size, his teeth also shrank, growing duller. Inside his diaper, his ass became slightly more plump. The only thing that grew was his dick, becoming massive, barely contained in the diaper.

The fog dissipated from their brains, leaving the three totally exhausted. Taking a nap, Toriel and her newly regressed children rested for another day of debauchery.




“Hey, Mommy!” Asriel cried from what seemed like a mile away. Toriel turned to look but saw no sign of him. She was on their private section of the beach. Where was Ralsei? A wet slapping sound gained her attention. Looking around for either Asriel or the source of that sound, she Ralsei instead. To her chagrin, she was thrusting into Ralsei’s little asshole with her dick. Wait, her dick? She wasn’t a man or a futanari. He was enjoying himself completely; his plump body was jiggling as she plowed his tight little asshole, no diaper or anything to restrain her from taking advantage of him. His hyper dick stood erect and aimed at his face. Cute moans came from his mouth, his red face making it clear that he wanted Mommy’s dick.

The realization came to her. “Oh, I’m dreaming!” She gazed at the seven-year-old Ralsei riding her dick like a carnival ride. He looked so pleased with himself. A rush of stimulus hit her all at once. “OH FUCK!” She fell to her knees. It was as if minutes worth of pleasure from reaming her little boy had been delayed and landed in her system. “Ralsei, I’m gonna…” she also moaned, not holding back anything. “I’m gonna cum!” Her dick expanded to four times the size, getting a near scream from Ralsei. Cartoonish bulges formed in her dick, flowing into Ralsei’s little body. Load after load of cum filled him, inflating his belly like a balloon. “OH DEAR! Ralsei, you’re so tight for Mommy!” She watched Ralsei inflate bigger and bigger until it looked like he had swallowed a yoga ball.

“Mommy!” Footsteps in the sand approached behind Toriel, but she didn’t stop or turn around. It was Asriel, and he was completely naked. Wherever he was before, he was now here and eager to get her attention. His dick was massive, about eight inches, looking much larger than it actually was on his seven-year-old body. Toriel was unable to stop cumming, only watching Ralsei get bigger and bigger. “Do I get a turn, Mommy?” Asriel poked her shoulder, not budging Toriel at all. “Hmmph.” Asriel puffed out his cheeks and crossed his arms. “Fine.” He fell to his back and wiggled underneath her rear, sinking into the sand for a little more wiggle room. Right above him was Toriel’s sopping wet pussy, and in front of that, her bulging, throbbing, low-hanging balls. “Hmm…” As tempting as it was to try for her balls, the juices dripping from her pussy, and the smell alone, was more alluring. He licked her dripping lips, tasting her juices.

“GAH!” Toriel jumped, unable to pull her dick from Ralsei’s ass. “Asriel?” She looked around, finding no one. He licked her again. “OOH!” Asriel reached between her legs and ass to grab her thighs, pulling her down on top of his face. “Azzy, no!” Her rear squished his face, her pussy smearing juices all over him. He didn’t stop licking. If anything, he intensified his assault on her pussy. She started panting feverishly. Ralsei’s stomach was now pressing against her face, inflating larger and larger, with no end in sight. “Oh, oh, oh!” The smell of cum surrounded them as it began to spew from Ralsei’s dick, venting some of the pressure. Cum showered over them, coating Toriel’s body within seconds, the stink intensifying. Some of it landed in her mouth, the salty taste coating her like glue. Everything came to a climax once she felt the familiar dull, fuzzy feeling set over her brain. Even in her dreams! She came once more, spraying Asriel with femcum. One final blast from her dick rocketed into Ralsei. He gagged, cum oozing from his mouth like a clogged pipe. His stomach slowly deflated as cum started to pool around the three. Toriel panted heavily, the fog dissipating. “If only this weren’t a dream…” Unbeknownst to her, the more she dreamed, the more she altered reality…




Ralsei woke up, the silk sheets soft against his fur. The warmth of the two other white goats in bed was enough to keep him in bed, but it was already 11. Always the early riser, he slid out of bed and left the bedroom. His diaper crinkled as he made his way to the living room. Grabbing the remote, he opened the panels on the windows, letting in the sunlight. Not surprisingly, he was in a wet diaper—seven and still in diapers. But Mom was also in diapers, and he couldn’t argue against their handiness. Green emeralds accompanied the pink insignias scattered around the diaper. Since it was soaked, they looked off-color, but that didn’t matter to him. Either way, he knew it would clean itself. Then, he felt it—the familiar gurgling and pricks in his pelvis. “Uh oh. They’re not up yet!” He hurriedly waddled back to the bedroom. “Mom! Mom!” He leaped onto the bed and sat his padded rear on her head.

Toriel stirred, smelling the wetness and stinging smell of a wet diaper. “Up already, Ralsei?” She could tell who was making her snoof a diaper by the smell. “Is it time already?” A loud gurgle came from Ralsei. “Yep, it’s time.” She turned and opened her mouth wide. “Go ahead.”

“O’tay!” Ralsei pulled his diaper off, already working its magic and cleaning itself slowly. However, they all learned a new hobby in their ever-growing impatience and lust for more taboo things. Ralsei placed his asshole right above his mother’s mouth, the musk already hitting her. It was a wake-up call, for sure. “Here I go.” With small groans, he pushed and pushed. Within moments, Toriel could feel it on her tongue. The small nuggets of scat, fresh from her son. Why wait for their self-cleaning diapers to clean themselves when they could care for it themselves? Falling into her mouth and staining her tongue, they fell to the back of her throat, sliding down and making their way through her digestive system. Ralsei’s groans subsided as he finished relieving himself. “How was it this time?”

Toriel closed her mouth, chewed, and thought about it. “The texture this time was great, but they weren’t logs. You know I like logs.”

“Uh huh,” Ralsei nodded as he slid his diaper back on, now as fresh and clean as a new one. “I try.”

“And you do great, honey.” Toriel rose from bed. Wearing nothing but her diaper, her tits were on full display. “Go get dressed, I’ll wake Azzy.” Ralsei ran off, pleased as could be with himself.

The three planned a day trip to the town only after a dip in the ocean. They walked down their stairs to their private beach, naked as the day they were born. The brown seas looked so inviting. Ralsei didn’t waste any time, of course. He ran into the sea of scat, taking a mouthful on the way under. Asriel was more modest, enjoying his time. He waded into the thick, murky waters, savoring its smell. Their world was one of lust-driven desires, and unbeknownst to them, they were the center of it. Toriel waded into the water as well, letting every inch of her body get covered in scat. This was her doing. Every dream she had changed something about this world, and she didn’t even know.

Even the town was unaware of all the changes the three had caused. A deep scat smell filled the air from the scat sea surrounding the island. Civilians and tourists stopped and gaped as the three billionaires on the hill came to visit the town. The two brats, one of them dressed like a girl for some reason, despite the enormous bulge in their diaper telling them otherwise. “Whatever,” they’d say, “If I were that rich, I’d be able to do whatever I want as well.” Some couldn’t help but stare at Toriel, her ill-fitting top leaving nothing to the imagination. Gone were the days of her modest dress. Now, she and her kids wore their diapers on full display. The tight top people couldn’t stop looking at was barely enough to be considered decent. Perhaps one of her dreams would alter reality one day so people didn’t need clothes.

“Hey, look,” someone pointed at them with a distasteful sneer. “It’s the rich babies from up the hill!” He and his friend laughed. “What’s up babies? You need more diapers?” More laughter, but no one dared join the two.

“No, we’re just taking a day out,” Toriel said, continuing their walk. She had thoughts about this man, of course, but little did she know that she already changed reality. The next moment, the two were already wearing diapers. The landing pad print with building blocks suited them. As far as everyone else knew, they were just another two who always wore diapers. They went about their day as if they never even slung insults.

This world was theirs to command, and all Toriel had to do was desire a change. They were happier this way. What change would be next? What changes? It’s always been this way.
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