“Ugh. This is so dumb. Why’d I get saddled with THIS stupid club…!” Chopper complained as he finished setting up the room.
The Beta Bitch Babies Club.
Chopper couldn’t help but snarl with contempt as he stared at the sign.
Here he was in the Toon Institute where people gathered to form clubs, fight, and sometimes compete in recreational activities amongst one another. It wasn’t a school. More like a really popular rec-center that had the hierarchy and functionality of one. Well, at least when it came to popularity.
Chopper fancied himself a pretty cool guy. He was a pirate after all. Who wouldn’t think that was cool? Naturally, when he came here saying that he wished to be provided with a club room so that he could start a club for himself, he expected to be accommodated as though he was worth their time.
Instead, he got dicked around for quite a long time. He almost wanted to ransack the place and demand they stop treating him like crap before someone finally got back to him.
Chopper picked up his phone in excitement and spoke with the person on the other end.
“Yes, we have a room open for you. Someone who owns a club just a door or so down from it heard you were looking to open one and recommended it for you. We were hesitant to allow it for fear of noise complaints but he said it was okay.”
Chopper thought this was weird. This place was pretty huge and the noise from the various club rooms tended to not matter all that much when you had enough people to make it work amongst yourselves. He wondered who gave the okay on his behalf?
Oh well. It didn’t matter. He got his club room!
He celebrated and even did a stupid, goofy little dance in excitement. However, when he made it to the room, he saw the sign plastered on the glass wall on the other end of the room.
“Beta Bitch Babies Club”.
Chopper looked around. The carpet was fine. There was also a nice blue light on the floor to make the wall look nice and neon. The problem was the name of the club! Obviously, he didn’t want it called that! Who would?!
“Someone either left their previous club name here when they left,” Chopper mused. “Or someone really wants their teeth pushed in.”
As if on cue, the door behind him opened and shut super fast.
“GYAAAAH!” Chopper yelped, popping out of his shorts from fright before landing on his feet and turning around. “GAH! YOU!” He snapped and pointed.
He then blushed when he realized he was in a pair of Paw Patrol briefs and tugged his shirt down, an embarrassed smile on his face.
“Yes. ME!” Happy said with a nice little wave. “How’s it going dumb dumb! Or should I call you Dumb-Sub. You know, cause you’re a sub.”
“Don’t CALL me that!’ Chopper snapped, grabbing his pants to put back on.
“Cuck? Beta? Bitch? Diaper Baby Loser–?” Happy ran through all the words he could before Chopper snapped and charged at him.
The cat jumped and Chopper, like a raging bull, rammed into the door! He bounced off of it, shaking like a tuning fork with his tongue out and eyes crossed in a giddy smirk, before flopping onto his back. His pants ended up falling to the floor.
Happy was there to pick them back up though.
“I guess all of the above works for you,” Happy snickered.
Chopper’s eyes spun a bit before he shook his head and crawled to his knees. “What do you want?! Can’t you see that I’m busy!”
“Yeah, I can. You’re only ‘busy’ because I put in a good word for you though,” Happy snickered.
“That was YOU…?!” Chopper growled. “Ugh! I should have known! You’re making a habit out of this you sick, twisted–!”
“It’s not my fault,” Happy said, putting a paw to his chest. “I wouldn’t have to do stuff like this to you if you would just hurry up and figure out where you stood on the pecking order. A beta bitch like you can’t continue on like this. You need it spelled in writing who and what you are.”
Chopper snapped. “So you put a club name like THAT there?! Are you crazy?!”
“What’s wrong with it?” Happy asked with a giggle.
“How about the fact that no one’s going to want to join a club with a name like that! Did you think of that!” Chopper stomped his foot harder. “Also, it’s MY club! I should be able to choose the name of it!”
“Nope,” Happy shook his head. “That’s not how it works. Beta babies like you are submissive to alphas like me. You may not think so but your body and mind do deep down. You’ll accept this name and you’ll submit to whatever I say and do to you, whether you want to or not. It’s just how the world works.”
Chopper’s jaw hung open. “You’re crazy!”
“Then kick me out and change the name,” Happy shrugged. “Go on. Do it.”
Chopper blushed and snarled, scrunching up his face in anger. “I-I will! J-Just leave and I’ll do it.”
“Why do I need to leave for you to do it?” Happy asked, tilting his head. “Is it because you can’t defy me? Is the baby reindeer scared of whittle ol’ me?”
“That’s it! I’m gonna demolish you once and for all!” Chopper charged at him again, hands out and ready to strangle him into oblivion.
Happy grinned and reached under his shirt and pulled out a diaper. It was a Hello Kitty diaper to be exact. “I’ve been waiting for this!”
“GAAAAAH! NOOOOO! NO! NOT AGAIN!” Chopper skidded to a stop, going into retreat mode the instant he saw the diaper.
It was like Diaper PTSD or something. He even started wetting himself a bit. Streaks of it were going down his legs as he turned to run for the exit.
However, Happy had a grip on the back of his briefs.
“EEEK! WEDGIEEEEE!” Chopper’s eyes crossed as he felt his undies ride up his butt.
“Not my fault. You’re trying to run from me while I’m holding onto these undies. You’re making the wedgie happen. Not me.” Happy said.
“LET GO!” Chopper shouted.
“Okay,” Happy let go.
The underwear snapped against Chopper’s butt and he screamed as he slammed into the door yet again!
The reindeer’s eyes rolled as he slid down the door, leaving a trail of drool behind.
Happy hummed and whistled a happy little tune to himself as he went over to Chopper and grabbed him by his arms.
He then dragged the dazed and confused reindeer across the carpet to a more open space in the center of the room.
With Chopper’s limp body now resting on the floor, Happy got to work making sure the leader of the Beta B. Babies Club was secure in his new club owner outfit.
By that, he meant freshly diapered.
Happy first tugged down the now wet undies he had on and tossed them aside. He then unfolded the Hello Kitty diaper he brought with him and set it by his butt.
Next, he took off Chopper’s shirt. He didn’t need it obstructing anyone’s view of his diaper. With that done, he grabbed Chopper’s legs and raised them in the air before setting his butt down onto the diapee.
Chopper groaned, eyes starting to refocus a bit as he was coming to.
Happy didn’t care. He grabbed the baby powder he brought with him from under his shirt as well and sprinkled some onto Chopper’s front nicely.
“Man. It’s shocking how tiny you are down here. I’m squinting hard and I can barely make it out…” Happy muttered, almost annoyed by the fact that it was so hard to see.
He then taped the diaper up and patted his front, eliciting a few puffs of powder from him.
By now, Chopper had managed to wake up properly and sat up while rubbing his head.
“Eh? Wh-Where’s my baba?” Chopper asked to no one in particular. His eyes then widened like dinner plates as his face flushed red. He was staring down at the diaper that was now trapping him once again. “NO! NOOOOO!”
He pressed his hooves on the front of the diaper, making more puffs of baby powder poof out into the open air. “You couldn’t have done this again!”
“I certainly did,” Happy said, hands on his hips. “It was easy. Just as it always is and always was and always will be.”
Chopper grit his teeth and felt his face literally turn red. A smokestack erupted from his head as he sat there, frustrated beyond belief.
“I’m going to–!”
“Go to sleep,” Happy finished.
“What?!” Chopper shouted, annoyed and confused.
“You’re going to go to sleep,” Happy said, cracking his knuckles. “It’s nap-time.”
“Pfft!” Chopper sputtered his lips. “You can’t make me go to sleep! I don’t care if it’s my nappy time! I mean nap time! I mean… UGH!”
“Try and stop me,” Happy said, reeling his fist back.
“You’ll never–OOF!” Chopper’s eyes crossed when Happy punched him across the face. He spun around and flopped onto his chin, diapered butt sticking out.
Happy then grabbed his legs and pulled him into a huge fight cloud!
“AAAAAAAAH!” Chopper screamed.
“Come on baby! It’s nap time! Time for beddy bye!” Happy grunted as he attacked.
The reindeer flopped about in the fight cloud, emerging from the top of it only to fall back into it, looking dopier and goofier each time he did.
“HALP! CHEESE CRACKERS HAVE ATTACKED MY MILK FACTORY FROM NEPTUNE! DUUUHH! MACARONI ART SAVED THE WORLD FROM ALIENS IN 1982! DURRR! CREAMED CORN IS THE BEST SOAP! I WIPE MY BUTT WITH IT ALL THE TIME! DUUUURP!”
When the fight cloud cleared, Happy stood there dusting off his hands and peering down at the knocked cuckoo Chopper.
“There we are. I hope you have a nice nap,” Happy said.
“AhbFialagaOLAOfkaadurazxzz!” Chopper babbled nonsense, eyes rolling, tongue out, and birdies chirping as they spun around his head.
“I agree. You ARE a big beta baby. Glad you see it my way,” Happy smiled and dragged Chopper over to a chair. He sat him down on it right below the sign on the wall and turned to exit the room. He was going to toss Chopper’s clothes into a playpen for Big Boys. The underwear, he was going to keep as another trophy, of course.
When Happy left, he looked back and smiled. “Don’t worry. Your club won’t be just you. There are at least two other losers I’ve dealt with that I can see sharing your fate. If you betas can’t count on each other than who can you count on, am I right? See ya!”
He shut the door, leaving Chopper to drool in his unconscious, knocked goofy stupor; freshly diapered and ready for his club to make a huge splash.
Much like the one he was currently doing in his diaper. ---
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What's he doing out at sea? He needs to be in a nursery where he can be padded up, knocked out, and drugged to be a good baby until he grows up...with maybe some nice sea stone mittens to ensure he never does~
He's the best boy What's he doing out at sea? He needs to be in a nursery where he can be padded u
