The streets were empty. The only one prancing down them tonight was a thief. He had just made off with his biggest and best score of the night. It was not only a massive win for him but the perfect opportunity to have a little alone time with himself.
Uh, but not in that way.
This was Morgana. He is known as Phantom Thief Morgana far and wide and has managed to come out on top in many a heist looking like a gem himself.
Tonight, the score was a beautiful rare diamond. It was stuck behind glass at a museum that thought its security was impenetrable. They thought they could pull one over on him but there was just no way. He was just too good.
The proof was in the pudding. Morgana tossed his score up high and let it shine little rainbows across the pavement when it sparkled against the moonlight. He caught it and kept tossing and catching it into his paw while doing a little sing-song booty swish.
He loved every second of this. He was the great Morgana! Those primitive motion sensors were no match for him. He slid past them with the grace of a shadow. Not one could touch him.
It was almost scary how good he was.
“Oh man, I’m just too incredible,” The happy cat purred to himself, eyes closed and swishing about while tossing the carelessly. “There’s nothing that I can’t do! I may need to retire just to give the competition a fighting chance. But who am I kidding? They’d still lose! WHAHAHAHAHAA!”
Then the diamond, after one particularly ungraceful toss, slipped out of his hands and began to fall to the ground.
Morgana’s eyes widened with sheer panic and he leaped towards it without thinking. His soft paws grasped the sharp edges of the rare gem right as his tummy flopped onto the sidewalk. Morgana let out a little meowing gasp before clamping his mouth shut in fright.
He looked around, sweating up a storm, before ashamedly standing back up to take a few more cautionary glances.
His face flushed red.
Nobody saw that but… he was still embarrassed.
He quickly shoved the diamond into his pocket and hurried home.
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“WHAT?!” Morgana growled, fist clenched as he bored his eyes into the calm owl sitting across from him.
This was Lufel. His boyfriend. Right now he was partaking in a rather good book with his leg up. He looked really ho-urgh. No. Not right now.
Morgana was annoyed with him and Lufel’s uncaring expression only made it worse. Morgana’s fur was standing on end.
“I didn’t say anything wrong,” Lufel said, looking at his book. “You ignored my instructions. You didn’t do any of the stuff I asked you to do AND you’re home late.”
Morgana scoffed and rolled his eyes. “I’m BUSY! Some of us work late, you know?”
“You call that work?” Lufel asked, flipping a page.
“YES!” Morgana snapped. “Do you know who I am? I’m the leader of the Phantom Thieves, hello? I’m the greatest thief in Tokyo! I’ve made a huge name for myself for a reason! Stealing things is my work and work starts when the sun goes down, dorko.”
Lufel finally looked up at Morgana. His book was suddenly of no interest to him now.
“Meanwhile, what do you do?” Morgana crossed his arms. “While you’re here reading and posing up a storm I’m actually out there taking care of important business. You have no idea how good I managed to do tonight. If you saw it, you’d be wet with–!”
“You’re sloppy,” Lufel interrupted him.
“Henh?” Morgana made a confused grunt as he raised his finger.
“You’re a sloppy little ball of ego and a little brat,” Lufel said, standing up. He tossed his book onto the couch.
Morgana’s mouth snapped shut. His finger was still raised.
Lufel took a step forward.
Despite the two of them being the same size, Morgana took a spooked step back. Lufel may not have been taller than him but he felt like it in this moment.
“Uhm… buhh?” Morgana tried to find the right words but couldn’t. Lufel wouldn’t let him try to speak anymore either.
All of a sudden, the owl in the black hoodie shot forward and grabbed Morgana by his arms.
The cat let out a yelp as he slipped on the carpet and slammed down hard onto his back. The cat let out a heavy wail and squirmed about like a toddler throwing a tantrum. In Lufel’s eyes he was one though.
“LET ME GO!” Morgana demanded, voice raising an octave.
“No,” Lufel said simply. He didn’t even wait for Morgana to protest to that before he began tearing away at the cat’s outfit.
“Hey! What are you–?!” Morgana yelped and shrieked as this kept going. “No! Wait! Stop this! AAAH!” Morgana flailed about in desperation, feeling the open air hit him as he grew more and more exposed.
Morgana thrust his head back and then humped his lower end up. The waistband of his briefs were peeking out and he felt embarrassment wash over him as he realized it.
“I said–!” Morgan started.
“Shh.” Lufel spoke in a sensuous voice. “No more talking.”
He kept ripping at Morgana’s outfit. He was ruining it from top to bottom and the stunned cat couldn’t do anything to stop it.
His top was completely gone. Then his pants.
That was it. He’d been stripped.
Morgana’s eyes widened and a blush spread across his face. He perked his head up and scanned his eyes slowly downward to see his briefs on display.
The only thing Lufel left him was his iconic yellow scarf. Aside from that were the embarrassing underoos of the day. Today’s hidden shame was a pair of briefs, decorated by the members of the House of Mouse.
It was his pair of Mickey Mouse Clubhouse underoos. They looked adorable.
Well, to Morgana they were just comfy and alluring but he knew full well what he was wearing and how they would be perceived by people.
The idea of being in this position, emasculated by Lufel and exposed for being a sissy little bitch was… intoxicating.
His little nub began to twitch beneath his briefs in excitement.
“Th-This is… y-you’re…” Morgana stared into his unshaken eyes.
He needed to say something.
With a gulp, Morgana let out a shaky, “Y-Y-You th-think th-this can int-t-timidate m-me?!”
Lufel gripped the waistband of Morgana’s briefs and began to slowly tug them down. It didn’t matter what this loser was saying.
Morgana, hot and bothered with a cute blush on his face and beads of sweat on his forehead, began to shimmy his hips around the lowered whities. It was as if he was helping Lufel shuffle them down. If he was, it was involuntary, which was honestly, probably, worse.
His hips kept wiggling as he started at Lufel. However, his eyes widened and his blush deepened when said briefs were completely yanked clean from his butt and tossed away.
This left him completely naked as his boyfriend stared down at him. He was leering at him in a way that got Morgana’s eye to twitch. He was anticipating something more and he got it.
Lufel reached over and ruffeld about inside a colorful looking bag. It seemed to be a thing for babies. But that was ridiculous. He wasn’t a bab–?!
Lufel produced a folded, thick, rectangle of crinkly plastic. Morgana’s eyes widened and his jaw dropped.
This was a diaper. No doubt about it.
It was then unfolded to show off the kind of nappy it was.
Dawning the diaper were images of the 77 Super Kitties.
The characters were cute. The diaper was soft and thick. It all looked and felt so… inviting. Right?
“This,” Lufel said. “Is what you deserve.”
Morgana’s eyes somehow got bigger.
“Not only do you deserve this diaper but you also deserve to be designated as the kind of person who’d wear it despite supposedly being potty trained. You’re a beta bitch diaper cat.”
Lufel said this while lifting Morgana’s hips and sliding the unfolded diaper underneath him.
“Isn’t that right?”
“NO!” Morgana sprung to life for just a bit. He was shaking like crazy and seconds away from trying to resist again.
However, the soft feeling of the crinkling diaper pressing against his tiny nub when it folded up made him swoon!
Then the sound of the tapes ripping his twitching ears. The left tape ripped. The right tape ripped. Then they were stuck onto his front in a nice little compact poofy casing.
The bulge of the diaper was fairly prominent. It made Morgana blush with a twitchy smile at the edge of his face. He didn’t like this though.
This was awful. He wanted it off.
The diaper, however, felt permanent despite the fact that all he had to do was… maybe… rip it… off…?
He wasn’t sure anymore. But why? It didn’t make any sense. It was just a diaper. It didn’t hold any actual power over him.
Or did it?
Morgana’s heart thumped when he saw Lufel raise his palm and reveal within it, the blue handle and nipple of a baby pacifier.
It shined against the light just like an alluring treasure. Did he want it?
"This," Lufel said, "is a suitable outfit for a submissive beta like yourself. Correct?" He leaned down and forward just slightly. "It even matches your personality."
Morgana's mouth opened. It then closed. It then opened again.
"Uhmmm...!"
Lufel's eyes remained still.
"Say you agree," Lufel said.
Morgana flinched.
He blushed once more while feeling an intense tingle wash over him.
“Y-Yes sir…” Morgana heard himself say. “I-I agree sir.”
Lufel lowered the pacifier sensuously into Morgana’s mouth. The cat’s maw closed around it and he began to suckle on it while staring into Lufel’s dominating eyes.
A whole new spasm shook Morgana’s body. The cat was spread out and rearing back a bit to the point where his hips were shimmying up and down.
He moaned as he felt his tiny nub press and throb against the padding.
Submitting like that had punched his brain cuckoo with lust.
He tried to resist. Despite all that was happening and all that he was doing, he still didn’t want this. He kept trying to go against what Lufel was saying and doing but each suckle and each thrust syphoned that out as the seconds went by.
He tried to tell himself that Lufel was wrong. This was not who he was. He couldn’t be this!
However, the more he fell into denial the hotter the situation became for him. The great Phantom Thief Morgana… humiliated and at Lufel’s mercy?!
His hips jerked and he let out quick the heavy gasp. Something just spurted into his padding.
“This is your life now,” Lufel said, not responding to any of Morgana’s behavior. To him, this was expected.
Morgana simply moaned and suckled on his paci, harder and harder.
He’d never admit it to himself but it was true. This was who he was.
Big Beta Baby Bitch Morgana.
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I've really enjoyed this and the last story. Unwilling stuff can be hit-or-miss for me, but the way these cuties lose all their resistance once the diaper is on, it's REALLY fun!
I've really enjoyed this and the last story. Unwilling stuff can be hit-or-miss for me, but the way
