Big Sis Criss & the Furry Tyrant, Pt. 2
“Are you ready for your reward, Crissie-poo?” said the dominant wolf girl, Achi, as she dragged her wolf claws gently across Crissie’s tummy, sending chills down her spine before using the ward to stand her back up.
Now in an upright position, gravity was no longer a friend of Crissie’s. The milk in her stomach weighed heavily on her guts, vastly increasing her need to rid her bladder and bowels of the noxious bottle. Since her body was unaccustomed to dairy products, the milk was racing through her body at unreal speeds. Chomping down on her tongue, she tried to suppress any reaction of her need to go already, hoping Achi wouldn’t take notice.
Unfortunately, Achi could sense Crissie trembling from inside the ward, cueing her into exactly what was happening in Crissie’s body. “Uh oh, sounds like someone’s about to make a big mess of their diaper before the milk even reaches their bowels,” teased Achi as she crossed one leg over the other and leaned back in the rocking chair, “Why don’t you go ahead and show me how much you need to go potty?”
Before Crissie could even begin to understand what Achi meant by that, her body reacted to Achi’s commands. Waving her hands like a conductor, Achi proceeded to force Crissie’s hands down to the front of her diaper, pressing them into the mooshable, plastic surface. She then took hold of Crissie’s legs and, much like someone controlling a marionette, compelled her body to hop back and forth on her tiptoes. This created the appearance of a potty dance, one of Achi’s favorite ways to humiliate other Littles online whenever she roleplayed her wolfie persona.
All the while, Crissie was not only embarrassed beyond belief but was also growing insatiably horny from how harshly she was being dominated. Her hands continued to work the front of her diaper against her will. If this went on for much longer, she was certain to fill her pampers right in front of the girl who was supposed to be her dolly tonight.
“Hehehe, you have a really cute dance, Crissie,” said Achi, digging her teeth into her cheek as she felt her own arousal getting stronger. Torturing other Littles always got her so hot. Distracted by her own kinky fun, she almost didn’t notice that her grip on Crissie’s body was slipping. Shaking her head, she did her best to ignore the call to action in her own diaper and refocused her energy on keeping Crissie held tight, inadvertently putting extra pressure on her lower abdomen in the process.
For Crissie, the added pressure was too much to handle. She tried to hold her body as rigid as possible to prevent a major accident, but as she switched from one foot to the other in her dance, her body lost the fight and surrendered her bladder and bowels to Achi.
BLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRRT!
A loud, wet fart ripped out across the whole nursery as waves of semi-soft brown muck rippled throughout Crissie’s diaper. The gurgling guttural noises were accompanied by a distinct hissing sound as her already soggy diaper began to droop, even more, staining the front side with a bright yellow hue. At this point, Crissie just wanted to drop to her knees and furiously rub her expanding diaper. This proved unsurprisingly impossible, though, as Achi refused to ease her grip on her body, carrying on her mortifying dance as she emptied her guts into the seat of her padding.
“Woof! Pee-you!” shouted Achi as she got a good whiff of Crissie’s bowel movement. Turns out her new nose was more than just for show as it managed to amplify her sense of smell, much to her dismay, “God, you stink worse than a sk-”
Suddenly, Achi cut herself off as a brand new blushy idea entered her head. Lowering her hands, she forced Crissie to stop dancing and drop to the floor, landing her squarely atop her bloated diaper. “Okay, CrissieBaby, I want to make a deal with you.” With a flick of her wrist, she plucked the paci out of Crissie’s mouth, giving her the ability to speak freely. She leaned forward in the rocking chair, smiling smugly as she looked down on her helpless baby girl, “I want you to use your little powers and give me what I want again. If you do that, I’ll release your body.”
“A-And what exactly do you want?” asked Crissie, getting a bad feeling in the pit of her stomach that Achi was up to something that would only make the situation worse…though, to be fair, that could just be the whole milk.
Chuckling lightly, Achi responded, “It’s a surprise. Just make what I see in my mind’s eye happen again. I promise you’re gonna love it! Either that or I can make you potty dance for another few hours.”
Crissie wasn’t sure what Achi was plotting, but if she stuck true to her word then all of this would be over after she got what she wanted. Seeing no other pathways to her escape, she looked Achi in the eye and said, “Okay, it’s a deal. But you have to promise not to use any more magic on me, okay?”
“Done,” said Achi, knowing that he wouldn’t need to use it on Crissie after this anyway. Releasing Crissie’s right hand, she sat back once more and did her best to imagine precisely what she wanted, “When you’re ready.”
In the back of Crissie’s mind, she considered the possibility of reneging on her deal with Achi and just removing her powers from her. However, her horny Little brain was far too curious to see what trap Achi had laid out for her. On top of that, the whole purpose of bringing Achi here was to let her live out her fantasies. If she fantasized about control over submission, who was she to stop her from letting that happen? While she knew she might grow to regret this choice, she snapped her fingers, willing Achi’s inner thoughts to come to life. “So, what happened? What changed about you?” she asked naively.
“Me? Who said I wanted to change anything about me?” she said, standing up from the rocking chair and walking over to where Crissie had left the mirror she had materialized. She picked the mirror up and turned its reflective side toward Crissie, “You, on the other hand, have a lot of changes coming your way.”
Crissie went pale as a ghost as she watched her hair color shift away from its chocolatey-brown color, taking on a darker and darker hue until it was pitch black. From there, the black hair began to expand outward from her scalp, taking over her face before continuing its campaign across her torso and legs until every square inch of her body was covered in soft, black fur. “W-Wait! What did you do?!” she screamed, rubbing the fur on her arms as if she could simply brush it off.
“I decided that you should learn a thing or two about what it’s like to be a babyfur, my little mammal,” she said, flashing her sharp, white teeth a Crissie as if she were the big bad wolf, “As for what animal you’re turning into, I thought of something very appropriate for a stink butt like you.”
Much like Achi, a big, bushy tail sprung out from Crissie’s backside, growing outward overtop her diaper until it was nearly as long as her legs and torso combined. From the tip of her tail, a white stripe began to expand down like a drop of paint along a black wall. The white stripe of fur didn’t stop at her tail either, pushing in between her legs and up onto her stomach until the entire front of her torso was as pure white as Achi’s was. The stripe then overtook the center of her face, running a streak of white through her hair to finish off her color change.
Leaning in close to the mirror, Crissie no longer needed to guess what she was turning into. “You’re turning me into a skunk?!” she yelled as her face began to morph away from her humanoid structure. Her nose turned pink and shrank down, becoming hard and leathery. The same fleshy pink took hold of the inside of her ears as they grew tall and pointed. Finally, her mouth stretched wide as her snoot came forward much like Achi’s, completing her facial transformation.
CrissieBaby the human was no more, leaving in her place an adorable skunk girl. Her slender body proportions remained unchanged unlike Achi’s, ensuring that her clothing and diaper remained in place. For better or worse, she was now the baby skunk that Achi had envisioned. Grabbing her tail, she buried her face in it, unable to handle the bright smile that Achi was wearing. “B-But I don’t wanna be a skunk! I’m a human” she said, her words slightly muffled behind her tail.
“Is that so?” asked Achi, tapping her chin, “Because if that was true, then what’s stopping you from changing back? You could’ve snapped your fingers again and stopped your transformation at any time. Admit it! You’re loving being this soft and cuddly!”
If Crissie could blush, her face would be deep crimson. Was mind reading another of Achi’s powers?! Having never thought to experiment with other forms herself, it was a unique experience, to say the least. Moreover, she couldn’t help but notice that her pheromone levels were skyrocketing. And as much as she wanted to blame Achi for giving her a more animalistic sex drive, she knew deep down she was enjoying seeing herself as the smelliest creature in the animal kingdom.
“Okay, I’ll admit that this is kinda nice. It’s like wearing a big, full-body onesie, only softer and skin-tight,” said Crissie, peeking over her tail at Achi, “Plus, the tail is like a big body pillow and I’m living for it!” She proceeded to snuggle with her tail even more. It certainly wasn’t an experience that she was expecting to enjoy half as much as she did.
Unable to contain her squealing, Achi sprinted over to Crissie and wrapped her up in a big hug, enjoying the sensations that sprung up from fur-on-fur contact. She was honestly a bit jealous of Crissie’s coat, which was slightly softer than hers. Not that she had any desire to skunk it up. Being a rugged wolf girl was more her thing anyway.
Enveloped in Achi’s hug, Crissie wondered if she should just let Achi have her way with her at this point. She seemed like a nice enough girl and had certainly done a number on her sex drive. Perhaps Big Sis needed to take a night off and let CrissieBaby have all the fun.
SNAP!
Oh, who was she kidding! This was Big Sis Criss’s night and she wasn’t going to waste it. With the snap of her fingers, the stuffed animals that had once restrained Achi resurrected and began advancing on the cuddling creatures.
“Hehehe, are you playing footsie with me?” teased Achi, feeling something soft brushing up against her legs. It wasn’t until several tiny hands had rooted her feet to the ground that it finally clicked in her brain, “Hey, what’s goin-HEY!” She broke from the hug and began twisting her legs to get them to raise. Tragically, there was only so much she could do as the dozens of plushies descended on her for the second time this evening. She tried to recreate her ward around Crissie, but the advancing stuffed animals were one step ahead, grabbing onto her arms and preventing her from completing the physical spellcasting movements.
Backing away from Achi’s plush fate, Crissie giggled to herself. “Go ahead and restrain me with your force-fieldy powers if you want. I won’t be able to call off the stuffies if you do,” she said, knowing that her threat was more than enough to prevent Achi from gaining the upper hand. Snapping her fingers once more, the diaper that had been shredded by Achi’s growing body suddenly repaired itself before enlarging itself by triple its previous size. As a finishing touch, she added a hole in the back for Achi’s tail to snake through, providing the most comfortable fit possible.
As the plushies lifted Achi into the air and lowered her to the ground, Crissie crouched down in front of her and took the inflated diaper from one of her subordinates. All the while, Achi continued to kick and scream, glaring daggers at Crissie as she shouted, “NO! I’m not the little baby here! You ar-MMMMMMF!”
Achi’s words were halted as Crissie picked up the binky that Achi had lovingly placed in her mouth and returned the favor, sliding it in between Achi’s sharp jaws before snapping her fingers and transforming it into a paci-muzzle. “Enough of that nonsense,” said Crissie, regaining her sense of Big Sister superiority. “If you really didn’t want this to happen, why did you release me in the first place? Why didn’t just restrain me immediately after my skunky transformation started?” she stated, watching Achi’s nervous eyes dart away from her. No doubt, if Achi had still been a human, she would have been a blushing mess, “Hehehe, that’s what I thought. You were hoping I’d take advantage of my newfound freedom. You may act like you wanna be Big, but deep down you’re just a silly, little wolfie who wanted a Big Sis to baby her.”
Placing the open diaper on the ground and sliding it under Achi’s fuzzy butt, Crissie placed her fingers on Achi’s chin, forcing her to make direct eye contact. She knew she was right, but she wanted to drive the stake of who was going to be in charge for the rest of the evening right through Achi’s heart. “Now be a good girl and ask me nicely for a diaper change,” she said, flashing a devilish grin Achi’s way.
“Whad?! No vay!” lisped Achi from behind her paci-muzzle. Despite her protests, her tail refused to stop wagging furiously back and forth. She could lie all she wanted to, but her body couldn’t. As she tried to gain any momentum to break through the surprisingly strong plushies, she couldn’t stop rocking her butt atop the fluffy diaper. Each crinkle sent an aroused ping through her body, compelling her to give in to what Crissie wanted.
Snickering and sitting back on a soft bed of stuffies, Crissie tilted her head and said, “Oh, I see you’re still fighting it, huh? Well, if you want me to diaper you up now, you’ll have to beg for it. C’mon, my cuddly Achi dolly, beg like a good puppy for me.”
Achi’s eyes widened as the thought of begging like a trained dog caused a fire in her loins. Her aching princess parts dribbled sweet juices onto the diaper’s surface below, amplifying her desire to submit to her adversary. There was no denying that she was craving this treatment. Whining like a scared, horny pup, Achi couldn’t help but suck passionately on her pacifier, a line of drool slithering across her chin. Just hearing the sounds of her K-9-esque whines was music to her ears. Deciding this was a once-in-a-lifetime chance to cave into her babyfur side completely, she nodded her head and spoke as legibly as possible, “P-pwease! Pwease, pweash, pweash! I need dis! I need ta feew smaww and hewpwess! Fowce me ta ush my diapees and cum in dem too! Pwease, B-Big Sish!!”
Hearing the smol pupper cry out “Big Sis” was music to Crissie’s ears. Several stuffed animals escorted bottles of baby powder and lotion over to the dominant Little, allowing her to quickly prep Achi’s crotch and booty for the massive diaper that was about to consume it. Sliding Achi’s tail through the rear hole, she lifted the front of the pamper that had as much stuffing as several ABDL diapers and pressed it down atop Achi’s pelvis, letting her hand linger directly atop Achi’s trembling sex.
Achi couldn’t believe it. She had turned into the big wolf pup she’d always wanted to be and was finally being dominated as a Little. If this was all a dream, she never wanted to wake up again. She leaned her head back in total euphoria as an assortment of stuffies took Crissie’s place between her legs, feeling up her thighs and massaging her diaper on all sides. “Big Sish! Whas goin on wif dem?! Awen we gonsa pway?!” she shouted, wondering why Crissie was backing away from her.
As it turns out, Crissie wasn’t backing away by choice. Several plushies had gathered around the two babyfurs and had begun to drag them toward the giant stuffed animal mountain that sat in the corner of Crissie’s room. “W-Well, we were, but I think the stuffies want to play with both of us a bit more,” said Crissie, feeling herself joining Achi in total arousal as her cotton-filled friends staged a brutal takeover. All of a sudden, it hit her like a ton of brick why Crissie’s very own plushies had turned on her, “I think they think we’re…one of them?”
“G-Ged dem ta shtawp!” yelled Achi in a tone that screamed fake panic. While part of her was looking forward to total domination from Big Sis Criss, the idea of dozens of tiny stuffed animals ganging up on the two of them was just too delicious to actively try to resist.
As the pair of diaper babs arrived at the monstrous pile of fluffy cuddle buddies, Crissie found herself being lifted up high, spinning her into an upright position as if she was lounging on the stuffy mountain. Meanwhile, Achi was facing the opposite situation as her lower half was pushed into the hundred or so stuffed animals until her diaper was directly underneath Crissie’s very brown and bloated nappy. The girls were held in place for a moment, waiting to see what would happen next.
Suddenly, Crissie was released by the stuffies, dropping down on top of Achi’s clean diaper with her thoroughly messy one. Both her and Achi moaned deeply as their padding-protected pussies pressed into each other. Before she could react any further, the plushies took hold of her torso once more, forcing her to rock back and forth on Achi’s pillow of a diaper. The instant release of sexual tension caused her body to relax in just the right way, allowing her to perform a brand new ability.
PFFFFFFFFFFFFF!
A puff of green gas emitted from all around Crissie's full diaper, its odor far stronger than any human fart could hope to achieve. True to her form, Crissie had managed to fill her diaper with copious amounts of smelly skunk spray, only with an added twist that Achi knew would take any sexual experience with skunk Crissie to the next level. Unbeknownst to Crissie, Achi made it so that her skunk spray had aphrodisiacs mixed into it, ensuring that no matter how stinky she got, neither she nor any partner she was with would be put off by the overwhelming stench.
“Oh! Oh, ma gosh! C-Cwissie!” squealed Achi, feeling her mind sink and disappear fully into horny Little Space as her nostrils filled with Crissie’s powerful stink. She didn’t care what happened next. Being forced to hump a messy diaper with her clean one while inhaling the smell of her odorous baby skunk partner was simply too good. The dozens of soft, fabric-covered hands took hold of her entire body and started slamming her into Crissie’s diaper like a battering ram, amplifying the climactic experience even more.
Achi was so lost in the pure bliss of naughty diaper fun that she didn’t even notice a handful of stuffed animals had begun climbing up her torso, carrying with them a big bottle of milk similar to the one Crissie was fed earlier. Stationed above Achi, Crissie broke into a fit of giggles, realizing exactly which kind of bottle that was. Below the top shelf of Crissie and Codi’s personal bottles sat a dozen or so bottles that had pink tape wrapped around them. These bottles were filled with a cocktail of laxatives that were sure to turn even the strongest of stomachs into a gurgling mess. “Looks like I won’t be the only stinky animal anymore,” she teased, causing Achi to look up just in time to see the bottle being slid into the side of her large mouth next to the paci.
Thanks to the bulb of the pacifier, Achi couldn’t prevent the milk from squirting into her mouth, forcing her to slurp the creamy liquid down in order to avoid suffocating. Meanwhile, a few other stuffies decided to turn Achi’s tummy into a trampoline, leaping up and down while her guts did somersaults due to the added pressure. With the laxatives churning in her stomach and the rapturous euphoria distorting her thought processes, it was only a matter of time before she unleashed the torrent of mush into her ominously empty diaper.
SNAP!
Realizing this was a great moment for revenge, Crissie snapped her fingers and watched the bottle begin to drain rapidly down Achi’s gullet. She may not have had Achi’s powerful wards to force the fluid out, but her ability to make anything she desired within this nursery happen was more than enough to equal the playing field.
With her tummy filled to the brim, Achi finally tasted the milky air that accompanied a finished bottle, letting her know that her mid-sex meal was finished. All that was left to do was wait for the effects of the heavily-drugged milk to rear their ugly head. Hoping to speed things along, the bouncing stuffies settled their weight down on Achi and began to squeeze her tightly.
GUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRGGGGGGLLLLE!
Achi could feel their efforts multiplying as her body reacted helplessly to the stuffed animals’ heavy touch. Unable and unwilling to fight her way out of the erotic, plushy gangbang, her mind and body went limp as a noodle, giving up all control of her internal and external form. Her lips quivered as her sex drive piledrived her into the dirt, leaving only one possible outcome on the table.
SPLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRT!!!
Gasping for air through the grate of her muzzle, Achi’s experienced the most intense orgasm of her life as her body expelled the boggy muck from her body that barely had the consistency of a milkshake. It was as if the bottle she drained had shot through her digestive track almost as fast as she’d ingested it. Her already massive diaper exploded in all directions, bulging and sagging on all sides until it was as wide as a fully-grown pumpkin.
Sloppy squelching sounds filled the air as Achi and Crissie continued to have their lower halves melded together. Neither girl had any inclination of cutting their play session short. The two girls were lost within a world of bloating and pleasure, sacrificing themself to the plushy overlords that demanded that their playtime never cease.
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“Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz…”
FLASH!
A bolt of light shot out through the cracks of the toybox, illuminating the dimly lit nursery. Pushing up the lid of the chest, Codi returned from her trip to Earth with a box of cookies in hand. Instantly, her nose was greeted by the powerful aroma of messy diapers, only it seemed far more powerful than usual. “Should’ve bought some air freshener,” muttered Codi to herself as she stepped into the quiet nursery, trying to ignore the heat that was rising in her loins. She wasn’t into scent play, so why was she feeling so horny?
Hearing faint snoring coming from near the plushy pile, Codi tiptoed over, expecting to see Crissie passed out amongst her furry friends. Sure enough, there was a long figure covered in a blanket from head to toe, resting sweetly on the soft bed of stuffies. “Aww, looks like you had an exciting night,” cooed Codi, feeling happy for her diaper-loving friend. She peeled back the blanket, ready to help Crissie to bed, only to find a giant wolf girl in place of where she expected her roommate to be. Not only that, but a wolf girl wearing a paci-muzzle, a bright pink leash with a matching collar, a pair of silky mittens, and, most notably, an extremely full diaper.
“What the f-” said Codi, covering her mouth with her hand to stop herself from yelling too loud. She had no idea who this wolf was or where she came from, but judging by the size of her teeth, she had little interest in startling her awake. Stepping back and looking around the darkened nursery, she whispered, “Crissie! Where are you?”
“Can’t you see me?” said Crissie, snickering as she hid in the shadows, camouflaged by her new fur, “I’ve been waiting up for you so I could show you my new form!”
To say Codi was confused would be an understatement. “N-New form?” she stuttered, her head swiveling back and forth in an attempt to find Crissie’s hiding spot.
“Boo!” said Crissie as she jumped out from the shadows and hugged Codi from behind, letting her long, black and white tail wrap itself around her roomie’s body, “Were you scared? I bet you were!”
Breaking out of Crissie’s hug and stumbling forward, Codi’s jaw hit the floor as she turned to see Crissie in all her skunky glory. Her shock quickly dissipated, though, as she sighed with intense disapproval, “Oh my fucking Goddess, Crissie. Why am I not surprised you’d pull some furry shit like this?”
“Awww, don’t be so sad!” responded Crissie, giving Codi a full few of her body as she spun around in a circle, “I can make you into an animal too if you want.”
Rolling her eyes, Codi scoffed in annoyance. “Not a chance. I already have to deal with people calling me a furry since I stole your giraffe onesie. I’m not making that worse,” she said, folding her arms,” Plus, you stink even worse than normal. How about you change back before you roast my eyebrows off?”
Giggling, Crissie tapped her chin much like Achi did before playfully shaking her head no. Without saying another word, she turned around and bend forward, lifting her tail up high.
“What are you…NO!”
PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF!!!
“UGH! CRISSIE!!!”
THE END.