-- Biscuit Kruger’s desire to be young was a dangerous thing to behold. She had no qualms about appearing as young as she could because she was strong enough to rock any look she saw fit. It was one of the heavy benefits of being incredibly strong. Not only would you tolerate her style of dress but you’d be sure to have endless respect for it as well.
This was the mistake that both Kite and Kurapika made when coming across her on one random, fateful day.
The two of them were heading off to do some training of their own, secure in the knowledge that Kite, despite being reborn the way he was into a girl, could still summon an impressive amount of power if she worked hard at it too. Kurapika was at quite an impressive level now himself. There was nothing to fear except fear itself.
That was until they came across Biscuit Krueger on her way to the store. They stopped on a dime, eyes wide with shock and awe as they saw her dressed in her usual young girl outfit, but this time taking it to the next level by sporting an impressively thick diaper. It was insane.
How obsessed with staying young could one person be? There had to be something wrong with her right? Well, both Kite and Kurapika certainly thought so and caught her attention when they belted out simultaneous giggles as she passed by. Her ears were sensitive to the kind of giggles that were meant to demean her. She came to a stop and spun to look over at the two of them.
“Hello there. What’s so funny guys?”
The two of them were rather surprised by how intimidating she all of a sudden became but decided to be playful and disrespectful about her attire regardless.
Their day was ruined after that. Whatever plans they had were officially put on hold for the sake of following whatever it was Bisky wanted to do and they had no choice but to comply. It was hard to resist her when you’re busy getting beaten up after all.
The snot and drool was practically punched out of the two of them and with an epic gleam in her eye, she dragged them back to her place for a fun little sleepover. It was time they saw the error of their ways and appreciated the finer points of being young again.
The three of them were now in the same room, dressed in similar looking outfits. Kite and Kurapika weren’t sure of this one bit but Biscuit reassured them that it wouldn’t matter because they had no choice but to go through with it. As the day went on they had no choice but to conform to what she wanted them to do. They played with toys, they had tea parties, they even had to try their best to resist the urge to use the potty. However, that didn’t end well at all for either of them…
They had been dressed and diapered at 2 PM and the hour and a half that went by didn’t allow them to become comfortable with their state of dress in any way, shape, or form. It was now 3:30 PM and Bisky was approaching the two of them with another set of dollies they hadn’t played with yet.
“Now these are what we call, Barbie Brats. They’re baby versions of Barbie characters.” Biscuit smiled and set the assortment of girly toys before them. Kurapika merely blushed, staring hard at them. He had no idea how to process this. They’d already played with dolls earlier and she wanted them to play again, but with even babyish looking ones?
Despite being hesitant, Kite was sure of what she wanted to do and it wasn’t this. With a look of defiance on her face, she stood up with her fists clenched and marched away from the doll set.
“This is dumb. I’m not humoring this farce anymore.” Kite snapped, pouting like a brat. “Where’s my clothes so I can get out of this joint.”
Kurapika gulped when he turned and saw the terrifying aura emanate from Biscuit’s body upon hearing those words exit Kite’s mouth. Like a fast zombie oozing an extraneous amount of nen, she darted over to Kite and grabbed her by the arm. Kite winced and her eyes crossed a bit, shivering in pain as she felt her nerves lock up. Why couldn’t she move properly all of a sudden?
It didn’t matter as Bisky pulled up a chair and plopped down on it, thrusting the scared Kite over her lap and planting her powerful hand onto her back. Kite’s eyes were wide and full of intense fear.
“You asked for this. Remember that while you’re screaming and pissing in fear.” Bisky grinned, yanking down the back end of Kite’s diaper and exposing her bottom. Kite winced and then felt her fight or flight response kick in, trying as hard as she could to wiggle free. However, the first couple of spanks to her backside stopped that in its tracks!
Kite’s body shook and she felt like she’d been hit with a taser. Her eyes began crossing once again and her bottom wiggled about when the spanking continued to ring out, echoing about the room and sounding like a thunderstorm to the shaking Kurapika at the other end of the room.
“HAAAIEEEEEEEEE~!” Kite began screaming now, flailing about with her blush encapsulating the entirety of her face and tears started to flood down her cheeks. Biscuit chuckled as she saw her butt glow redder with each hit. Each smack was more powerful than the last and it was rattling Kite’s brain to where she was beginning to regress and go a bit insane.
Biscuit suddenly shot a look over to Kurapika. “Hey there, Kurapika.”
Kurapika flinched, sweating bullets all over with his nervous smile still dawning his face. He waited for her to continue, arms planted at the side of his body with a terrified look.
Biscuit pointed at Kite’s kicking feet and sneered. Kurapika didn’t quite get it until she started wiggling her fingers. He understood now and immediately complied by rushing over towards Kite’s feet and gripping them both with his jittery hands.
Kite was still crying and screaming since Biscuit hadn’t yet stopped her butt onslaught but now Kurapika was starting to tickle her feet as well!
Kite’s mind went into overdrive then. “BWAHAHAHAHAHA~! AAAIEEEEE! OWIEE~! AHAHAHAHA~!” She laughed and cried at the same time, going even more crazy. Her brain was becoming unable to process so much at once. The sensation of pain and the sensation of tickling were at odds. The feeling of fear and the urge to laugh were at odds. It was overloading her brain until eventually-!
SNAP!
That was the sound of Kite’s mind snapping. Kite was laughing and drooling with her eyes still crossed into one another, looking like a crazy loon. She was broken.
Bisky kept this torture going for another 10 minutes, during which Kurapika kept tickling despite his arms cramping up. He didn’t dare stop as per her orders. When she finally finished, Kite flumped over Bisky’s lap, tongue out and eyes rolling. Her body jittered about which signaled to Bisky to hurriedly pull Kite’s diaper back up.
Pssss~!
“Phew. Good.” Bisky wiped her forehead. “I got the diaper back on before she wet herself.”
Kurapika winced, biting his lip as he stood at attention, arms throbbing a bit.
Biscuit yawned and pushed Kite off her lap, watching with amusement as her body flopped to the floor like a gutted fish. Kite was still giggling and squirming about, now on her back and flailing her arms and legs about like a baby would when reaching for a spinning mobile overhead within their crib.
“Seems Kite’s mind broke. Poor sissy baby. Well, at least she’ll enjoy her stay a lot more now.” Biscuit shrugged before patting Kite on the head.”Good girl.”
Kite’s response to that was to giggle and start sucking her thumb.
Biscuit stood up and then leered over to Kurapika. “I’m not going to have to do the same to you, am I?”
Kurapika flinched, feeling his diaper begin to flood and the little flowers on the front start to fade.
“N-NO! I-I’ll be good…!” Kurapika spoke up with intense reassurance.
Biscuit smiled back.
“... Good girl~!”
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