“So, if Zushi’s a floor master now, what would that make us if we had stayed behind?” Killua sat at the table outside the restaurant he and Gon were eating at, stealing glances at the large tower in the distance that housed their old friend. No doubt he was in the middle of kicking someone’s ass. It was probably an impressive sight to someone who hadn’t seen what he was made of and quickly surpassed him, like Gon and Killua had.
Gon had to chuckle a bit at what Killua was insisting. “Be nice. I’m sure we’d be at a higher level than him but he’s come a real long way since we last met. He’s gonna be excited once we get to fight again.”
“He jumped at the chance to accept our challenge when we offered it.” Killua muttered, taking a sip of his lemonade. “I wonder if it’s because he’s excited, like you say, or overconfident.”
“I mean, you can be both.” Gon burped and sat back, patting his tummy. “Have a little faith in him. I believe in him enough that I’m expecting to at least have some fun.”
With that, Killua merely rolled his eyes. After flinging some food at Gon to make him upset enough to attempt it back, which was followed by Killua shoving Gon’s face in what was left of his food, the two of them finally made it back to Heaven’s Arena.
It had been quite a long while since they last visited, though, to be fair, they hadn’t grown all that much. Hell, when they entered the stadium, the first person who sauntered up to them was Zushi himself and it surprised them because he hadn’t grown an inch compared to them.
This might honestly be because they had grown as well so the size difference made things seem as though time stood still. Gon and Killua probably just preferred to see him as that same little boy as before though.
“Hey you guys!” Zushi clamped his hands around Gon’s and shook them in excitement. Killua stood off to the side, hands in his pockets, and examining Zushi as though he were a new species of primate. “I’m so glad you wanted to challenge me again. It’s been a while.”
“Yeah. It has.” Gon agreed before tilting his head a bit. “I like how the lack of sleeves emphasizes your muscles.”
Killua snorted and then grinned. “Won’t work as an intimidation tactic. Especially since we probably have a better handle on nen then you do at this point.”
Zushi merely grinned, eyes gleaming as he leered at the white haired boy before responding with a simple, “We’ll see.”
After their tenuous reunion the day swam by rather quickly until it was time for the rematch between Zushi and Killua. Gon was outside the ring, standing with his arms at his sides, looking on with invested interest. Killua merely flashed Gon a peace sign before staring Zushi down with his hands in his pockets. He had to chuckle when Zushi got into his usual fighting stance.
“You’re always so serious.” Killua said.
“You’re not?” Zushi raised a brow, smiling a bit. “That’s not a very good habit to have.”
“Being serious can waste a lot of needless energy depending on who you’re facing.” Was Killua’s response.
Zushi simply chuckled.
The signal to begin was granted and the two started the match off by staring each other down. All of a sudden, Killua’s smile disappeared and he tapped his toe onto the ground before slowly walking about. He closed his eyes as he let his nen do the talking, making ghostly afterimages of himself that wafted all around Zushi.
Zushi did nothing. He stood there in his readying stance, building up his own nen as well. Killua wasn’t intimidated by it which seemed to give Killua the assurance he needed to advance. If Zushi’s nen couldn’t make him feel anything then it wasn’t strong enough to best him.
Killua shot forward and made for a karate chop at the back of Zushi’s neck. It hit him dead on.
Zushi gasped and slumped forward a bit. He shook his head before turning and attempting to throw his fist forward at Killua. Killua easily dodged… but found his movements a bit more sluggish this time, which was odd. For a second he wondered if perhaps it was because he and Gon ate before coming here but by the time the fight started it had been at least two hours. That couldn’t have been it.
Either way, Zushi missed and Killua wasn’t going to let that slide. He karate chopped him again, this time delighting in seeing Zushi fumble forward. It was funny to witness but also kind of neat how he wasn’t going down in a single hit, especially considering how far Killua had advanced. Killua decided to honor Zushi’s attempts to fight back with more concerted hits, going for three more side punches with the last one being strong enough to blow Zushi off his feet and saw him landing hard onto his back, spread-eagle…
Zushi laid there, arms and legs out, not moving.
Gon laughed a little, starting to think that Killua might have been right… that was until he tilted his head in confusion once he glanced at Killua again. For some reason, Killua was looking very odd and confused himself.
Killua was stumbling about, looking like a ballerina that was trying to catch her footing. Eventually, Killua muttered out the phrase, “...B-Body won’t listen to me…”
Zushi sat up suddenly, startling Killua enough to make him yelp a bit, which embarrassed him. The smaller boy grinned and got to his feet, stretching and yawning like a cocky bastard all of a sudden. That set Killua off.
“Y-You… what did you do…? M-My body is… it feels all weird… I feel all tingly…” Killua grunted. Those punches he attempted to do were supposed to land harder than they did but with each one he landed he felt as though his control over his own hits had loosened and gotten away from him.
Zushi grinned as he watched Killua stumble around. Killua’s vision waned and his thoughts began to blur. He started to moan and groan, completely distraught by what was going on.
“Say hello to my new manipulation type nen. I developed an ability that allows me to take control of a person after receiving five attacks. On the fifth hit, the opponent is completely under my control.” Zushi said.
“Th-That’s… nonsense…” Killua stammered.
Zushi shrugged. “Oh really? Could you slap yourself silly for saying that, please?”
Killua gasped when his arm raised and he slapped himself right across the cheek, his eyes crossing in confusion as spit flew from his mouth. He continued to slap himself silly before a giggling Zushi gave a new command, “Alright, punch yourself in the gut.”
“HOOOF!” Killua lurched when he did just that, wiggling his butt out and clutching his tummy in pain. The fact that it had been full didn’t help matters either.
“Another one.” Zushi commanded. Killua was about to tell him to stop but it was muffled when he punched himself yet again. This one made his knees knock as he doubled over and let out a fart. Killua eventually slumped to the ground on his face, his butt sticking straight up and his shorts lowering a tad to show off the green waistband of his underwear underneath.
Gon blushed a bit at seeing that but realized fast that something was exceedingly wrong. Zushi started to throw out more commands, which only served to prolong Killua’s humiliation and drag the “fight” on longer. Killua was made to roll forwards like a rolly-polly bug, only each time he had to slam onto his face for Zushi’s amusement. With each roll, Killua’s pants lowered more and more until eventually, they flung off when he smacked hard onto the floor, spread out, and now showing off his Barney underoos.
The stadium was roaring with laughter. Gon twitched a little, blushing quite a bit. Not only was he feeling the second hand embarrassment from Killua’s humiliating display, but his butt looked really cute in those briefs.
“Stand up.” Zushi ordered.
Killua did so. He scrambled to his feet and wobbled in place, drool pouring out his mouth and eyes spinning like billiard balls in his head. He was hearing birdies chirping alright and Gon could totally see them flying around his head.
Zushi didn’t care of course. “Smack your cheeks once then do a little butt dance for the crowd! Come on, it’s party time!” Zushi ordered.
“Killua!” Gon snapped suddenly. As much as he liked seeing Killua get a tiny bit humbled and… strip for him, this was too much. It wasn’t even a fight anymore. He was just being humiliated. “Come on! Snap out of it! He can’t tell you what to do…!”
“Actually, I totally can.” Zushi said. As if on cue, Killua smacked his cheeks and made a dumb face before shuffling his arms up and down and wiggling his butt around. His mind was in a huge daze and eventually, his eyes just completely glazed over. Zushi’s control had reached its zenith and there was nothing Gon could do or say to snap him out of it.
“Urgh!” Gon grumbled, now a little upset. The laughter of the crowd and of Zushi was getting to him. It was time to step in.
Gon stomped into the ring and began rushing his way over towards Zushi with a fist raised and a smile on his face. “Alright then. If you don’t want to give the crowd a real fight then I will. Let’s go.”
Zushi turned to Gon and smirked. “I don’t have to. Killua can though. Show him what’s what!” Zushi ordered. “EXPLODE!”
Suddenly, Killua sparked with electricity all over his body, going frizzly in his hair and pouring out nen like nobody’s business. Gon gasped and turned to look at Killua, which was the wrong thing to do because Zushi stole a punch to the gut when he did.
“AAAAUGGH!” Gon gasped, eyes shrinking as the pain hit.
“That was a freebie from me. I’ll let my humble servant do the rest.” Zushi said, putting his hands behind his back and walking over to the edge of the ring to retrieve something. What it was, Gon couldn’t see because he was too busy getting his ass beat by a lightning fast Killua.
“KILLUA! STAAAAUGGHH!” Gon tried to protest and get his friend to respond again but it was no use. Killua was zipping all over Gon’s body, demolishing him with sharp and painful punches that shocked Gon to the core. Each hit was like receiving a brick to the body followed by a taser to the same area. It made Gon’s head start to swim almost immediately.
His eyes crossed and he was flung about with each relentless hit. His top had several holes in it at this point but eventually one particular hit just knocked him out of his short-shorts and onto his head. The crowd got a nice eyeful of his teddy bear briefs thanks to that but the hits kept on coming. This was God Speed Mode, amplified by Zushi’s overpowering nen.
Speaking of Zushi, he had made his way back to the scene, holding out to show the crowd what he had retrieved. It was a huge, poofy, My Little Pony themed diaper. The applause he got probably would have clued Gon in that he was in for something even more humiliating next but his brain had been thoroughly derped by this point. By the time what remained of his shirt and underwear had been blown away, he was already practically unconscious on his feet.
“EvErYthInG tAsTeS pUrPlE AuNt MiTo! I wAnNa EaT mR. hAiRy BoOk sHeLf wItH a SiDe oF tAcOs! DUUH!”
With his eyes spinning, tongue out, and a gap in his teeth, Gon fell over like a stack of bricks.
“Timber!” Zushi shouted, right as Gon hit the floor. He then handed the diaper to Killua and patted his back. “Now then, please, get your baby friend properly dressed.”
Killua wasted no time. He got down and, right there in front of all of Heaven’s Arena, put a diaper on Gon. Gon had no idea where he was, who he was, or what was happening. All he saw was a bunch of stars, birdies, and teddy bears dancing and swimming around his head. The teddy’s in particular were encouraging him to go potty for his Aunt Mito.
Gon obliged them and absolutely soaked his diaper while laid out flat on the ground.
Zushi tossed a pacifier at Gon and watched it flop into his mouth before Gon’s derpiness caused his tongue to continue to loll out the side, making it fall onto the ground next to him. Zushi shrugged. He could put it back into his mouth later, when he shipped these two off to a nursery.
Speaking of which, Killua had to prove himself a little baby as well. “Remove your shirt and put this over your neck.” Zushi said, handing him a pacifier on a string. Killua obeyed, standing there in his Barney briefs with a nice pacifier on him to emphasize that he was just a diaperless baby right now.
Zushi then, with an evil glare, gave the mind broken boy a huge wedgie that almost went atomic. However, before going to his head, the electricity sparked away, leaving a few jolts behind and lingering in the air.
“Did I just wedgie you so hard, your God Mode turned off? Oh dear.” He teased. The laughter from the crowd didn’t disguise the hissing noise that was heard too.
Killua was wetting himself. Whether it be due to lingering fear or the pain of the wedgie, it mattered little.
Zushi shook his head and got to punishing his backside with the palm of his hand, an evil glint in his eye as his slave’s butt turned a bright shade of red.
“This little baby needs to go back to Whale Island and get re-raised by Aunt Mito.” Zushi teased. “Fortunately, I have accommodations ready for you two. Why do you think I had that diaper on hand, eh?”
It was almost as if he knew this was going to happen and prepared baby items in advance. The crowd cheered this on, loving every second of Zushi’s domination.
If there was one thing to learn from this, it was never to cross the true hero of Heaven’s Arena, less you face a massive babality as punishment. Be on the lookout. These babies may be coming to put on a show in a town near you.
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