A Dungeon for Two

Two adventurers get themselves into a spot of bother in a local ruin, apparently unexplored and full of good loot. Little do they know they’re walking into a dastardly scheme...

A Dungeon for Two

“Kendra you were supposed to check for traps!”

“Well excuse me “Sir Clattersalot” it’s hard to avoid alerting these things with that whole plate banging around”

Jace didn’t have time to think of any more banter before the soft plush arms of his attacker tried to grab him with surprising speed. Quick thinking and a quick spin of his long sword and they were limply hanging from stitches, but that had been close.

“What the hell are these things?!” he stepped backwards into the back of his canine comrade “I’ve never seen constructs like this before”

Kendra looked them up and down, trying her best to find some critical flaw in their construction. One of the monstrosities had pushed them into a tight corridor, while another had arrived at the other end, trapping the two canines in the middle. Both were big enough that their heads were pushing against the ceiling, making it hard for the rogue to find a way around their plump and fluffy bodies.

“Oh crap” Jaces eyes widened as he watched small bands of magical energy pull the dismembered arms back into their shoulder sockets, the stitches rebinding and removing all traces of damage he’d managed to cause. He was equally struggling to find a weak point, the bright pink round body had a button navel and buttons for eyes but his initial attacks had bounced clean off whatever material they’d been made from. If they were a weak point, he had no answer to it.

“This is ridiculous, I’m not being defeated by something that looks like this!” Jace swung hard at the constructs head, his blade meeting stuffing as it cleaved through the stitching, revealing white clouds of fluff that poked up and out of the neck. The only thing keeping it attached was the ceiling…

“Kendra! Kick that things head off” Jace screamed, hoping his companion was paying enough attention.

“Right!” Jace winced a little as he felt two paws slam into his shoulders, pushing down his pauldrons as Kendra acrobatically swung her leg forward.

Except it never reached.

Just as it was about the make contact the construct grabbed Kendra with both arms, pulling her down to its chest and bear hugging her, tightly constricting her chest and pulling her arms to her sides.

“Gah… Let me go! Stupid… Ahhhh!” the wolf dropped her twin daggers, the weapons clattering to the floor as a feeling like lightning shot up her spine. Every one of her nerves felt like they were being lit on fire.

“Kendra!” Jace stepped forward, his sword raised “Let her go you… GAH!” the wolf felt the two plush arms of the second attacker pulling him into a grapple of its own. He could feel his armour resisting the crushing force and keeping him from being completely trapped, but his arms were at totally the wrong angle to make any headway.

“Get off of…”

“Oh stop struggling you ridiculous buffoons”

A new voice rang out from exit to the corridor, a few meters behind Jace. Its accent was recognisable to the wolf, as though it was someone they’d recently…

“You?! You contracted us to come to this stupid dungeon!” Kendra screamed, her memory clicking moments before Jace.

“I did indeed” the voice continued “It’s rather easy to get adventurers to come to this dungeon, after all it’s not far from town and I always pay my deposits…”

The two constructs were carrying the two adventurers into the room they’d run towards. Jace was turned to face the contractor, his eyes wide as he felt magic start to course through his body. He was tougher than Kendra, enough to avoid screaming out but he was barely holding it together. The tall figure of the stoat that had so gleefully offered them the task of venturing into a small set of ruins was hunched a little, his fingers tapping together as he watched his constructs continue their march.

“Still, I am surprised you struggled so much so early on. Then again, this is what happens when you don’t have a mage to help you. Not a fan of magical tricks are we?”

Jace spat in his direction “No, damn wizards just cause trouble”

“Now there we are agreed” his captor replied “After all, if you’d had one, you might have gone a little deeper”

He chuckled as the torches round the room the two adventurers were being dragged into sprung into life. Colours blasted them in the face from all directions, pastel and eerie. The floor was a mixture of pinks, blues and yellows, the tiled floor alternating between them while the walls were a bright white.

But the contents of the room made their eyes grow wide with shock. There were two cribs, far larger than any that might be intended for a child, up against a wall at the back. Between them was a table that was covered in a bright blue blue cloth, folded white squares of linen directly beneath them.

“What the… a nursery?!” Kendra shouted “What the hell is all this?”

The stoat smiled as the construct carrying the wolf brought her over to the table “Oh my dear I’m sure you’ll work out the purpose of this place very quickly. Well… for a short while at least”

“Put me down you… AAAAHHH!” another electric shock shot through Kendra’s body as the construct tightened its grip. She felt her legs go limp, their nerves seemingly numbed by the magical energy that was coursing inside her.

“What are you… do… do…” she felt herself losing focus, her brain slowing and her mouth slurring words as she tried to get her thoughts to consistently reach her mouth.

It was the sudden warmth in her crotch that gave her brain a shot to its proverbial arm, however.

“Oh dear, looks like my teddy bears have given you one hug too many huh? Forget to go potty before you left my dear?”

Her leather trousers were darkening as streams of urine flowed down both legs. A little pitter patter of water on the coloured stone tiles as a puddle formed below her made Jace stop and stare at the sight in front of him.

“You bastard, what did you do to her?!”

“Just helping her adjust. You’ll get there soon enough once we get that ridiculous suit of armour off of you. You really don’t carry it well kiddo”

“Kiddo!?” Jace spat back “We’re not children you insane conjurer, let my friend go and I’ll…”

“You’ll what? My fluffy friend here doesn’t like cranky kids you know...

Jace felt a different force start to move around his body. He could feel soft fibre moving around in the cracks and slats of his plate, finding the small gaps that allowed for some small level of mobility and worming their way around. He could tell what they were looking for, the straps that held his plate to his hauberk. He felt the buckles start to unsnap, popping the front of his vambraces and pauldrons off, the heavy metal sheets slamming to the ground around him.

“Wow, you must be pretty strong to carry all this around… guess the adventurer I sell it to tomorrow will get some good protection” the stoat pulled at the one of the sheets, its weight clear to him as he test lifted one of the pauldrons. “Your protection is going to look very different from here on out…”

Jace squirmed in the grasp of the bear, desperately trying to find some way out of the hug it had him in. Each movement he made just seemed to get him stuck further, his body increasingly feeling as though the stomach of the beast was starting to absorb him.

“Urrghhh… what… what are you… going to do?”

The stoat moved up to the wolfs face “My canine friend, you’re going to be stuck here for the foreseeable future. See, I have a little arrangement with the merchants in town.” he smirked, looking over at the other bear who was lying Kendra on the table “Gear for adventurers isn’t cheap, deliveries are often difficult to get to this side of the mountain. But adventurers are…” he paused looking Jace over “normally quite astute. They get here to the town without issue, expecting new potions, rations and repairs.”

Jace could feel his eyes starting to close, his brain fogging up as he listened to the stoat and the furry coat of his captor continued to softly constrict his limbs

“So you’re acting as a restock. You came into town and bought some of their stock. Of course, all of them told you in hushed tones about the “unexplored” dungeon and the contractor looking for hires to peruse it” the stoat sighed “But of course, I still have two adventurers on my hands after this. And dead adventurers will get rumours flowing back across the roads. So you’ll be out of here in a week or so… just substantially less of a threat to anything and certainly not up for coming back”

Jace felt his legs go numb and his arms droop. He was done, he’d be asleep in seconds but there was nothing he could do to do to stop it “Wh… what…”

The stoat grinned again “Just sleep for now… you’ll find out soon enough”

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Jace awoke to the sound of a mewl coming from beside him. His head turned to try to locate the source of the noise, his eyes opening wide when he got a glimpse of his partner lying beside him.

Kendra was hardly dressed, her leather gear had been completely stripped. But what garments she was wearing threw Jace for a loop. Her lower half was covered by thick, layered white linen, two large pins keeping it held in place. Her upper body was completely nude, save for a small piece of frilly material that was tied round her neck and came down to her chest. He’d seen her breasts before plenty of times, but never in quite such a bizarre scenario and certainly not when both of them were at the mercy of an opponent.

The realisation that he may not be a better state shot through his brain and he looked down. Sure enough, the same undergarment was strapped around his groin, pushing his legs fiercely apart. The same pins that Kendra had on were firmly pulling the wings of the thing around his abdomen, a little glow coming from them and lighting up the bed they’d been left in.

That bed was the next thing to grab the wolf's attention as he moved his head to his side. Huge bars were raised around the two of them, their backs laid on a firm feather mattress with a blanket kicked to a huge wooden foot board. He’d describe it as comfortable in any other circumstances, but even with the ceiling clearly visible above him, he knew there was no way he’d be able to climb out. Just as he was considering standing up to check the sturdiness of their new prison, his nose caught a lingering smell that he couldn’t quite place, distinctly acidic but not unlike…

He looked back towards Kendra. She was still sleeping, the occasional purr and mewl coming from her maw. Her leg fur was matted, as though recently washed. But Jace knew exactly what that was, his memory coming back of the events that had transpired. How long how they been trapped here? How long had she been… wet?

“Kendra… Kendra wake up” Jace sat up and shook his partner awake.

“Urrghh…” her eyes opened slowly “Gods, what did we… What the hell?!” her arms immediately shot round her midriff, covering her breasts “Where are my clothes? What am I… oh gods did…”

“Kendra calm down, we’re…”

“CALM DOWN?!” she shot back, her muzzle contorting into a snarl “You might be alright with wearing nothing but a loincloth but I’m not! Where the gods even are we?”

Jace sighed, pulling himself into a crawl and grabbing the blanket from the end of the wood prison and throwing it back to Kendra, the wolf immediately pulling it close to her chest.

“I don’t know where we are. That bastard must have cast some kind of sleep spell on us after he captured us”

Kendra growled again before looking back down under her blanket “What sort of undergarment is this? It looks like…” she paused her hand pressing down onto the thick linen to confirm the hypothesis that was working its way round her brain “a baby's nappy?”

Jace looked down at himself, the garment's white exterior now staring back at him, almost laughing at the obvious nature of his comrade’s observation.

“Gods… you’re right! What on earth is this place?” he pulled himself to his feet, grabbing at the wooden bars and tugging at them to test their integrity.

What he got in response was a shot to his abdomen like a full sized trolled had just slammed a gnarled fist into it. He grasped at his stomach and groaned loudly, every part of bowels feeling like they were about to explode.

“Jace?! Are you…”

“URRRGHH…” Jace fell to his knees, breathing deeply as he felt a rush of energy to his head. It was a command, a single word that in that moment he wanted to obey.

Push

He felt the solid mess make impact with the back of the cloth as he started to empty himself. His tail raised high against his back, twitching with every grunt from his muzzle. It smushed against his rear, piling up around his tail hole into a sizeable lump that began to visibly stain the back of the cloth from the outside as it drooped downwards towards the mattress. Kendra sat stock still, her jaw open wide as she watched her friend helplessly poop the nappy round his waist.

“Jace… did… did you just poop yourself?”

She knew the answer and so did Jace. The wolf breathed slowly as the event came to an end, the mass pulling his new undergarment down and stretching it around his tail. He mewled, his cheeks going into a full blush as the relief overtook the pain and his body relaxed.

“I… did…”

Kendra slammed her fist into the mattress “Ewww… gods why the fu...”

“No naughty words in my nursery, little one” the stoat's voice rang out before she could finish cursing “Trust me, you’ll be in a far worse state than your friend there if you do that…”

“Fuck y… mpphhhh” Kendra suddenly felt her thighs start to heat up. The padding around her groin was starting to vibrate, moving up and down her thighs and between her legs, stimulating her nether regions. She threw the blanket off as she tried to reach down towards the enchanted cotton around her waist.

“Don’t say I didn’t warn you” his voice quietened as though he was moving away from the pair, as if leaving the room. Kendra was left squirming desperately as her new underwear sent waves of ecstasy up her spine, unable to do anything except moan and drool as her brain struggled to keep control.

“Ken.. Kendra! Are you alr… Oh gods…” Jace looked down, his face flushing again. He was rock hard, his member tenting the front of the linen as he watched his once proud comrade in arms experience what he could tell were the moments before a complete sexual release. He could feel her heat wash over him, even as he crawled on top of her with his full underwear brushing against hers. He wanted the same, he wanted to feel her buck against his crotch.

Kendra wasn’t even aware of what was happening at this point. She could feel the wolf climb on top of her but she never wanted anything else more. His arms went to her sides as he lay himself completely on top of her, the squishing feeling from his linen nappy meeting the front of hers just increasingly her feelings of desperation.

“Fu.. fuck… MPPPPHH” the second she cursed again she felt herself soak the front of her diaper, the magical energies inside it drawing something away from her. Jace started to hump, ignoring the horrendous smell and state of his own padding as he felt the vibrations increase in intensity, his cock leaking into the cotton, the same feeling of something being drawn away beginning to hit his body. But he didn’t care, he wanted to finish…

His brain told him what he needed to do to get it before he even considered the potential results.

“Fu.. fuck!” his own padding started to shake around his member, tightening around the shaft and slowly pumping. He arched his back and howled loudly as his body did the rest, his orgasm complete as his seed spurted out into the front of the diaper.

The two of them were breathless. The smell of Jace’s diaper was filling the wooden prison, a strong waft it heading to both their nostrils as he fell backwards off of Kendra onto his rear.

“Go...Gods… What…” Kendra could feel the post-orgasm haze starting to leave her as she watched Jace move off of her body “What did… what did you do?”0

“I… pooped my diaper” Jace responded. His voice was almost childish, like a toddler with the admission that he did something he knew he shouldn’t but that, deep down, he wanted to do.

“Yeah… yeah you did” Kendra pulled herself back into a sitting position “And you… you…”

Jace blushed again “Yeah… gods what… what was that?”

They looked at each other. There was an understanding there that neither of them wanted to admit openly. Whatever had left them and gone into their diapers wasn’t something they’d wanted to keep. It had taken away an inhibition… or given them something they wanted to share.

The stoat stared down from a balcony above the wooden crib. He’d done this a dozen times, but not to quite such an adorable pair. Soon, they’d both be bucking around in full diapers and desperate for more, every single day. And when he let them leave in a week, their brains so focused on getting more of that high that they head to his town-house for a pair of the enchanted pants he could make, he’d know he’d ended some more careers that would never want silly things like armour or weapons ever again…