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Revenge of the Equalists Pt.4


 Helpless and incapacitated, Bolin thought back to the golden days of team Avatar, his friends, and their adventures. He reminisced on the relationships he built with the people he cared about most. How did it all come to this?! Despite his despair and disbelief he was at the mercy of Twee and Sho and whatever humiliating plans they had for him, at least until his bending returned, or so he thought. Having these twins terrorize him made him think of Dezna and Eska, although he knew those two wouldn’t even stoop to this level. 

Sho gently grabbed Bolin, helping him up and over Twee’s knee who held the massive wooden paddle in his hand, looking at Bolin like he was a piece of meat. Now Bolin may be a known earthbender, lava bender, and all around strong and talented individual, however he was not well known for his pain tolerance. To his own surprise the paddle was much more painful than he anticipated, taking only a few short blows before he was audibly yelping at every smack. He attempted to wiggle off Twee’s knee with what little motor control he had thanks to the chi blocking, but Sho did a good job making sure he stayed put. 

Bolin thought it would never end, taking smack after smack until there were tears running down his face. Midway through Sho looked up to see Liang in the distance, giving his best 2 members an approving nod as he watched them bring Bolin to his knees. In truth he knew breaking Bolin wouldn’t be difficult, in the end he knew it was just a means to a greater prize, but that wasn’t going to stop him from enjoying every single second. Speaking of enjoyment, Twee was having the time of his life brutalizing Bolin’s bottom. 

“You benders are all the same, thinking you can skate through life relying on a gift you don’t deserve, and never having to take accountability for your actions!” Twee said as he brought down the paddle once again, eliciting quite the wail from Bolin. 

When the twins finished their onslaught and finally let Bolin to the ground, he was a crying mess. He could feel the heat irradiating from his backside, not daring to touch it just yet. Before he had time to process anything else, Sho was there again, turning him to laying on his back on the play mat as Twee brought over a large case, the contents of which Bolin was afraid to see. Twee dug in, looking through the box for an appropriate size, pausing here and there to take another stare at Bolin’s less than impressive manhood, commenting on how it was “Below average”. A red faced and tear stained Bolin didn’t even have the energy to take offense. Finally Twee pulled out one he was satisfied with, giving Bolin a first look at the device. It was a small metal thing, cylindrical with a base ring. He’d never seen anything like it and in truth had no idea what it was for, though the pit in his stomach didn’t want to find out. 

 “It’s funny, the metal bender we had make these had no idea he’d unwittingly become a victim of the cruel devices he created. Who knows, you may meet him in one of the communal play areas here soon.” Twee said as he kneeled down, getting uncomfortably close to Bolin’s naked body. 

Bolin felt chills run up his body at the feeling of another man touching his most private places. Thanks to Sho holding him down he couldn’t even see what was going on down there, but based on sensation alone he knew it couldn't be anything good. Twee finished quickly, having had much experience at this particular endeavor. Bolin was finally able to see what happened, looking down to see the device securely locked on his dick. 

“Now this should help prevent any unwanted little pokey bits like we had earlier” Twee said.

“Hehe yeah brother, we wouldn’t want this little guy getting too excited!” Sho said, clearly excited about this part of the process. 

“Now let’s get this guy into a clean diaper, since he absolutely flooded the last one!”

That last comment from Twee made Bolin blush as he remembered that he did in fact piss himself. He tried to reason with himself, arguing that it wasn’t his fault, that they pushed him to it. When in reality he knew deep down that he had gotten aroused from the diaper and that he only peed himself because the paddle, and the thought of being beaten with it, had scared him.

Sho took his time gently changing Bolin, lifting his legs up and carefully applying lotion to his sore butt. Bolin flinched at his touch, but relaxed upon the realization that Sho was only trying to make it feel better. Was this some good cop bad cop routine? Bolin thought, reminding him of the days when Mako was a detective for the Republic City Police. Once Sho had taped the embarrassingly cute diaper on him, he helped him sit up, bringing him into a hug as he got him situated on his lap. They sat quietly as Sho rocked back and forth, rubbing his back and whispering that everything would be ok. 

In truth this was unexpected yet needed. After this long awful day, Bolin didn’t realize just how much an ounce of kindness would do for him. He allowed himself to relax into Sho’s arms, knowing he couldn’t run away even if he tried. Bolin didn’t realize that the steady rocking and back rubbing was causing him to doze off to sleep until it was too late. Twee and Sho gently got him up and into one of the cribs, then expertly poking their fingers to various points of his body, ensuring his lack of motor control continued into tomorrow. 

Twee walked away, proud of the job he’d done today. In his mind any day where he got to spank and punish a bender was a good one. Sho agreed this was all necessary and that benders needed to be punished, but he had a much kinder heart than his twin brother, enjoying the more loving and caring aspects of the job. Unbeknownst to both of them, this was why Liang always put them in charge of their VIP’s, knowing well that the balance of care and severe punishment is what pushed even the most strong will’s back down to infanthood, forcing their regresse’s to attach and bond to their caregivers.

Liang approached Bolin’s crib, carefully examining him. The sight of muscular grown men in cute printed diapers, subdues and docile never ceased to bring a maniacal smile to his face. He wondered how long it would be before the right people came looking for him, and how devastated he’ll be when he’s in too deep and the effects of regression became permanent. He gently parted Bolin’s hair and toyed with his paci, making sure it was in place, then walked away knowing everything was going exactly according to plan. 


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Dan's Dilemma Pt.2



After putting the bib on me, Uncle Mark started putting jars of baby food onto the counter, when suddenly there was a knock on the door. That’s when the realization hit me that I was stuck in a highchair, forced to sit there exposed to whoever came through the door. When the door opened, my sister walked in, clearly enjoying my predicament based on the grin on her face. I wonder what it feels like for her to see someone else in the position she often found herself in?

As Uncle Mark spooned the baby food into a bowl, he told me he would discuss clothes afterward, a thought that sent shivers down my spine. He took a large serving spoon from a drawer and began forcing heaps of mush down my throat. After a  few spoonfuls I realized I couldn’t keep up, he was pushing the spoon to my mouth before I had a chance to swallow the previous amount. I tried to put my hand up to slow him down, only for him to slap my hand away, forcing me to grip the side of the tray in desperation. By the time he finished feeding me I had food smeared around my mouth and dripping from my chin. He came back with a rag, wiping the food from my face, then produced 2 giant baby bottles, telling me that this wasn’t anywhere near over yet. 

When I finally finished embarrassingly suckling the 2 bottles down, Uncle Mark asked me why I had tried on my sister’s clothes and diapers. I told him the truth, that I wasn’t quite sure why, that I was curious about the diapers, then I wanted to know if the clothes actually covered them. To my surprise he responded with “Well did they hide the diapers?” I didn’t know what to say back, so I just told him that I thought they did. Turns out I had unintentionally put my foot into my mouth. He let me out of the highchair finally, and immediately asked me to show him. My stomach dropped at the realization that he wanted me to put my sister’s clothes back on in front of him, but after that experience in the highchair I knew saying no was not an option. I did as I was told and put them on, modeling them like he instructed all while he made comments about how cute I looked. 

My sister joined in, telling me she had a party dress I should try on, of course Uncle Mark agreed and asked her to go get it for me. The dress looked too frilly and childish on my sister but on me it was even shorter. Mark disappeared for a moment, then returned with a ribbon, tying my hair up with a bow on top. I was so embarrassed that I was confident tears were well on the way. To make things worse Uncle Mark was good with his words, everytime I tried to argue that I didn’t want this he always found a clever way to turn it around and make it sound like I did. Just when I thought it couldn’t get any worse Uncle Mark announced that my Dad should see and decide, with that he took my arm and dragged me home. 

My Dad just sat there looking at me, I wasn’t sure what he’d say considering he sent me over there in the first place. When my sister produced a pair of lace top anklet socks I was told to put them on. As soon as I got done my father reached a decision, saying “Since he seems to want all of this, he should, just no more hiding it behind closed doors”. I tried to argue but it didn’t do any good, Uncle Mark just took my arm and towed me back to his house. 

That night Uncle Mark made me stand in front of a floor length mirror for a whole hour looking at myself. By the time he finally let me rest and took off the clothes he remarked “I hope you got used to seeing yourself in diapers and dresses, cause you’ll be spending a lot of time in them”.

He added another diaper over the current one I had on before he got me settled in the crib, and made sure to give me another full bottle before locking the gate in place. When he returned for the empty bottle  he told me that he would be in to change me in the morning and that if I woke him up in the night I would be sorry. It took me a long time to get to sleep, and once I did I kept waking back up, until I had no choice but to finally flood my diapers. Part of me was actually happy to see Uncle Mark in the morning when he came in to change me. Once he got me out of the crib and onto the changing table he fastened a strap around my chest, followed by straps holding my wrists to the sides of the table. After taking off the diapers he raised my legs and held them up under my knees with his forearm. Suddenly I felt something poking in my butt, but with the straps I was helpless. All I could do was wiggle as he pushed something into my ass. Once he was done he quickly put my legs down and strapped on a clean diaper, followed by a pair of bright pink frilly plastic pants. 

I expected him to let me down off the table, but to my surprise he kept me strapped down and told me “You should relax here for a bit and find out what it’s really like to be in diapers, I’ll be back in a bit.” Then he walked out of the nursery, leaving me strapped to the changing table blissfully unaware of what was about to happen to me. 

When she returned she had several bottles in hand, almost as soon as she held one against my mouth I realized it wasn’t milk and was actually real baby formula. I hated the chalky taste, but when I turned my head away the nipple followed and wouldn’t come out of my mouth. The uncomfortable feeling in my belly told me I better not fight the bottle and instead focus on not messing my diaper. I finished the bottle and he left saying he’d be back in a minute. By the time he returned I could barely hold it in, fighting against endless waves of abdominal pain. I was so desperate that I promised I’d be good and wear my diapers and girl clothes if he’d let me use the toilet. When that didn’t work I tried to beg and plead to no avail as well. Uncle Mark just plopped a huge binky into my mouth and strapped it in place so I couldn’t spit it out. 

All I could do was lay there making meaningless noises as he stood watching me. When I finally gave up he told me that it was too late, that I was going to be a baby girl and that all of my decisions would be made for me including when I get changed and how I'm dressed. 

A few minutes later I had to finally give up the fight, bringing my knees up to my chest and allowing the relentless torrent of poop to explode into the seat of my diaper. At first it was such a needed relief and it felt good to let it go, then I discovered that if I put my legs back down I'd be sitting in it and spreading it around everywhere. When he returned and found out what I did he asked if I liked it, of course knowing I couldn’t respond if I tried. Uncle Mark leaned in close, staring me into my pleading eyes. 

“If you do as you're told and be a good girl I will allow you to mess in the potty, but if you’re a bad sissy then you’ll start finding yourself in poopy diapers again.”


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Surrounded


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What were we thinking?!
Ben thought as his mitted hands slipped and struggled to grip the door handle. Jake muffled pleads behind him, standing stark naked in only his socks, mitts, and a baby blue tank top, oh and his chastity cage. Ben was confident he was trying to say something along the lines of “Open the door!” or “Hurry up, they're coming!” Like Ben wasn’t aware of how risky their little futile escape attempt had been. It was impossible to verbally communicate with each other with the pacifier gags almost always strapped in their mouths. 

The day had been going like usual, trapped in a never ending merry-go-round of diapers, degradation, humiliation, and a rotating door of various gigantic walking and talking animals fawning over how cute and adorable the little humans were. He tried to recall how he ended up here, in this strange world, but it was like he fell asleep one day in his normal life and then woke up here, unable to escape. Everywhere he went he saw animals of all shapes and sizes, wearing clothes and living, well like humans did, except almost all of them had their own subjugated humans they treated like infants and toddlers. It was a little fun at first, and nice to not have any responsibilities, but after a while the repetitive foods, lack of privileges and privacy, and the humiliating outfits became overwhelming. 

Today in particular had started out rough, awakening in a baby pink nursery with no memory of the day before. This world felt like a hazy dream, every day a different embarrassing nightmare with no cohesion or link from the previous day. This time though, Ben had woken up with a partner in crime, laying next to him in the crib was a blond boy in blue PJ’s. From the matching paci gag to his and the bulge in his pants, he could reasonably assume this boy was diapered as well, as all humans tended to be in this place. 

Things started out predictably with a huge female husky coming in, cooing over the babies, then promptly taking them out one at a time to change their diapers. No matter how many times Ben tried giving them a death glare or mumbling behind the binky, the animals always reacted by cooing even harder over what they perceived as creatures of lesser intelligence. Part way through the diaper changes a second person walked in, this one was a tall jaguar in jean shorts. No matter how many times he saw it Ben never really got used to seeing them in regular clothes. The 2 animals talked back and forth about how cute the 2 of them were in their super full diapers, and making sure to comment on both of their “Pee pee cages”. Ben figured he could deal with everything this place threw at him if the chastity cages were not involved, however it was a rare occurrence, so much so that he could hardly remember what his penis actually looked like out of this plastic prison. 

After the Husky got done changing Ben, the Jaguar picked him up and carried him to the closet where she started dressing him up in various girly outfits, prompting quite the blushing cheeks from him. In the distance he could hear the Husky making a big deal over how stinky the other boy was hearing her say “wow baby Jake made a big stinky winkie in his didees!” At least now he knew his crib mates name. 

The Jaguar had just put a bunny pin in Ben’s hair, and had him in a pink long sleeve with a yellow and red skirtall over it when they all heard a loud crashing noise outside. The momma husky looked out of the window to see 2 cars had collided in the street in front of her house. In a panic the Husky and the Jaguar ran out of the nursery and out the front door to make sure everything was ok. The second they both were out the door both Ben and Jake looked at each other, locking eyes and communicating without a single word. Jake rolled himself off of the changing table butt naked, with his small yellow and red chastity cage swinging side to side. 

Ben waddled out of the nursery as quick as he could with Jake following closely behind him. They tried to look out the windows but they were too high up, everything in this world was big enough to make the humans actually feel like little kids in comparison. The 2 little boys ran down the hallway looking for an escape when suddenly Ben moved to a crouching position, instinctively pushing out his urgent #2 into his diaper, it seemed like he couldn’t even stop it when the need called anymore. After discovering the living room and the kitchen they finally found what must have been the back door, their golden ticket out of here. Of course they both failed to think ahead about how to get out of the binky gags, mitts, and chastity post-escape, but that isn’t really surprising, is it?

A very stinky Ben waddled up to the door, reaching up and wrapping his mitted hands around the door handle. He tried over and over again to open the door, only for the mitts to slip on the handle, unable to get a grip. Before he knew it he looked side to side, seeing Mommy Husky and the Jaguar Mommy on either side of them, looking rather disappointed. They were surrounded.

Tsk tsk Bad Boys!” The husky said as they grabbed both boys, carrying them back to the nursery, this time remembering to close the door behind them. 

Both Jake and Ben shivered in fear as the Husky pulled a large wooden paddle out of a changing table drawer, turning to look at 2 very naughty babies who needed to be punished. 

Ben gulped in anticipation, while Jake looked down to discover a stream of pee going from his cage and down his leg. 

“Aww look at him, you scared the pee out of him!” The Jaguar said

“Oh my and it looks like Baby Ben made ANOTHER stinky! Why don't you get him changed while I get little Jake’s behind nice and pink?” Husky Mommy said in response. 

Ben lied in embarrassment as his stinky behind was being wiped again. He listened in horror smack after smack as Jake got his spanking, eventually resulting in some pretty loud wailing and crying. Before he knew it he was all clean and the Husky was announcing it was not his turn. 

gulp* What were we thinking?!


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Revenge of the Equalists Pt.3


 Liang stared into Bolin’s eyes with a terrifying interest, like he was staring into his soul, digging for all of his insecurities to exploit and play with. Bolin still had not accepted his inability to move or bend, wiggling in a futile attempt to stand on his own or crush some equalists with a boulder. The pathetic attempts at regaining control of his body only made Liang chuckle with amusement, after all his favorite part of the job was taking the ones with strong wills and shattering them.  

“Twee and Sho, have fun with him, I’ll check in later to see your progress.” Liang said to the 2 people who were holding Bolin by the arms, who proceeded to drag him into a secluded play area, separate from the areas where many captives were grouped together. 

Once Twee and Sho let Bolin free, confident the locks on the playpen gates were secured, he was able to get himself up into a sitting position on his padded butt. Bolin hated how inconvenient the diaper was, a constant barrier. He could fill his bladder pulsating, he needed to piss bad and would need to find a way out of here soon. There was no way he was going to willingly piss himself.  

“Oh this one is going to be fun, Don’t you think Twee?”

“Oh very much so, brother.” Sho said back to him. 

It was then that Bolin looked up to see the faces of the people who'd been dragging him around, and who he had to thank for the gag in his mouth. They looked exactly the same, Bolin thought as he examined their faces, realizing they must be twins. Bolin found himself wondering how a set of identical twins found themselves a part of the Equalists, specifically turning benders into helpless babies. He didn’t have much time to think about it before the twins were on him, literally. 

The twins were all over Bolin, poking and prodigy, seeing if he was ticklish, wiggling his toes, sticking their fingers in the leakguards of his diapers. He felt very much overwhelmed, but surprisingly not in a bad way. They continued cooing over him saying things like “Aww is the little one ticklish?” and “Aww he’s so adorable Twee.” Bolin was helpless to do anything against their loving assault; he'd never had anyone give him this kind of attention before, considering how bleak his childhood had been. 

To Bolin’s utter horror he could feel himself becoming erect in his diaper. He was so confused, that somehow the twins cooing and playing had aroused him in the most perverse way. Unfortunately for him, the twins were vigilant and instantly noticed his little predicament. 

“What’s THIS Sho?”

“Uh oh, looks like SOMEONE got a little too excited!”

“Oh oh he’s gonna be even more fun than I thought, so many more possibilities now!” 

If Bolin didn’t know better he’d think the twins were having the time of their lives, like they truly loved doing this to people. Sho was down between Bolin’s legs, after nudging him onto his back, poking the diaper where his bulge was, teasing him as best he could. 

“Ohh Twee, I think he likes his diapers.”

“Aww that's adorable brother! But we can’t have our little guy getting too excited!”

“You’re right, sounds like we need to do something about that.”

Bolin felt his entire body shake as shivers ran from head to toe at their comments, terrified over what they had planned. 

The twins walked towards the playpen gate, opening it up and stepping out. They looked back at him with joy in their eyes. 

“You coming little dude?” Twee said to Bolin, like they wanted him to follow. He tried his best to stand up, but couldn’t. Whatever kind of advanced Chi Blocking they used on him it was powerful. Sho chuckled watching him try to walk. 

“Silly boy, babies don’t walk, they CRAWL.”

The last word sent another wave of chills through his spine, realizing the twins wanted him to crawl on his hands and knees like an infant, humiliating himself. He couldn’t do it, he wouldn’t do it. It was bad enough he was being humiliated like this against his will, but he wouldn’t actively participate in his own embarrassment. He settled, slamming his butt to the playpen mat and crossing his arms in protest, Bolin wasn’t going to play their game. 

Sho got super excited. “Twee look! He’s throwing his first tantrum, isn’t it cute?”

“It’s always cute when they think they can just shut down, Sho can you go get me a paddle?”

Sho shook his head up and down in excitement as he ran off to get the paddle for Twee. 

Bolin’s eyes shot open wide when he heard what the twins said, in response he eagerly turned around and made his way in the opposite direction. He tried to get his feet to lift him up but it was still no use. As he tried to move he naturally started crawling on his hands and knees, realizing it was the only way he’d be able to get anywhere. He turned his head back as he was crawling only to see Twee in the same spot smiling as he was watching Bolin’s futile escape attempt. 

Twee was having so much fun watching Bolin, there was something about a buff grown man helplessly crawling around in a diaper that brought a smile to his face. The punch to the ego that regression did to people was Twee’s favorite part, seeing them slowly accept the reality of their situation. He knew Bolin would take a while to get there, but nevertheless he was enjoying seeing him in the panic stage, and was looking forward to the denial phase. 

Bollin was crawling away, still looking behind him, when he ran right into the opposite end of the play pen. He looked forward to see a primary colored plastic fence right in front of him. He looked up to see it wasn’t very tall, confident he could climb over. He reached up as high as he could with one hand, his fingers barely reaching just below the top of the fence. He stretched as hard as he could until he finally had a hold of the rim. He pulled with what little strength he had, getting up a couple inches before collapsing back down to the ground. No matter how hard he tried he just couldn’t get himself to his feet. 

“Whatcha trying to do little guy?”

Bolin pivoted around to see both Twee and Sho right behind him, with a foot long

 wooden paddle firmly in Twee’s hands. 

“Get him Sho.” Twee said to his brother, who swiftly grabbed Bolin, throwing him over Twee’s knee. 

Bolin was in a panic, scared and embarrassed to the point that his bladder finally released, soaking his diaper front to back right as he leaned over Twee’s knee. 

“Sho look! It happened! Haha usually the newbies hold out way longer than that, guess this plus how pokey he got earlier means this really is for him, right?”

“Haha you’re definitely right brother, he’s a natural!”

The twins continued to go back and forth enjoying Bolin’s predicament, all while the former hero struggled to accept what he just did. A tear rolled down his cheek as he awaited what he figured to be the first of many spankings he’d get for the foreseeable future. 


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