Daily Free-Write December 26, 2020 (Patreon)

Continuation of December 25, 2020 "Rex & Dex"

Dexter sat in a pile of wrapping paper. Being Rex's little one meant that most of the gifts under the tree were for him from rex. The ones that weren't were from their relatives, since Dexter wasn't allowed to go out or even online to buy anything for himself. 

Dexter had gotten plenty of gifts that reminded him of his new lot in life since he left the world of mathematics and computer programming. New clothes with snaps at the crotch for easy changes, adorable pajamas to transform him into various baby animals, toys that lit up, made sounds, though nothing too mentally taxing - nothing that counted up past 4. And of course plenty of cute diapers. 

He was wearing one of them now, and the outline of the thick diapers was easy to see under his new baby shark onesie. His diaper bulge was so prominent, he looked like a little pear. 

He had been relieved to find that his encounter with Santa was only a dream, though he had woken up soggy in Daddy's bed. That's why his heart leapt into his throat when he saw a package labeled 'from Santa' still waiting under the tree. 

"Haha, that's cute, Daddy. Did you get me that?" 

"No, little one, I didn't."

"Well then who? Did my parents send another baby gift?" 

Of course it would be them. It had taken them a long time to come around about his and Rex's relationship. Of course, Rex won them over in the end just like he did everyone else. 

"No, it's not from Linda and Bob. Maybe it's from Santa."

Dexter rolled his eyes. He may look like a baby but he certainly wasn't born yesterday. 

"Just open it, dork, and see for yourself!" 

Rex didn't need to tell him twice. Santa or not, it was another present, and presents demanded to be opened. Dexter grabbed at the strategically optimal spot on the bow and... his fin totally slipped off. He tried again, but he could make no progress. Growling in frustration, he tried to chomp at the box like the baby shark he was, until his Daddy took it away.

"Silly little shark. Let Daddy help. I don't think you'll be able to use your hands now that you're in those jammies . " 

Dexter felt even more little having to let Daddy open his present for him. These Jammies were going to be a problem if they became popular with Daddy. He could only hope the responses to the pictures Daddy put up weren't as enthusiastic as they tended to be among friends and family. 

Daddy unwrapped the bow and set the box down in front of him. It was a traditional Christmas box with a lid, and Dexter was struck by how thoughtful it was for Daddy to let him do that last part himself. He had learned a lot about Rex he had never guessed at when they were adversaries in high school. 

He reached down with his fin, and lifted the lid, and gasped at what he saw. 

"Wha... uh... what is this?" he asked, trying to make sense of all the straps and buckles before him. 

"Lemme, see, kiddo," said Daddy Rex, reaching down to pick up the object. It unfurled in his hands to take the form of a leather harness much in the style of the one Santa had worn but more extensive and pastel purple.

"Oh! Wow... this is one of those adult baby harnesses from Germany. It has a removable crotch spreader and everything!" Rex looked awed. "It even has your name on the chest plate."

Sure enough, the words 'Baby Dexter' were right there, nestled among a few baby bunies and carrots that matched the bunny diapers his Daddy usually kept him in. 

"Wow," said Rex, who couldn't seem to take his eyes off the harness. "These are really expensive. Who got this?" 

"Santa got it," said Dexter with complete certainty, drawing an adorable look from Daddy.

This was bad. Daddy really liked Santa's present. 

"You're not gonna make me wear that thing, are you, Daddy?" 

"Of course I am, crinkle butt! They're perfect for you!" 

"Wait... hold on... there's a note here," said Rex, peering into the box.

"It says... this harness should keep your little one well behaved and out of Santa's milk and cookies!" 

The two of them looked at each other, there eyebrow's raised.

"Wait, that was real?" asked Dexter in shock. "I thought I dreamt it all. And how did I end up in your bed?" 

"I found you fast asleep on the couch, little man. You had all the evidence of milk and cookies on your jammies too. Speaking of which... you can consider this harness the start of your punishment."

Dexter yiped and tried to scramble away but he was no match for his athletic Daddy. 

"Did you forget I was captain of the wrestling team, silly boy?" 

He had not. Dexter could never forget the contortions Rex had put him through as he found new ways to humiliate him in school. He especially liked to tie the nerd up in ways that emphasized the thick diaper under his pants, which he wore to school every day once he was caught by Rex and forced to tell his parents he needed them. 

"Just like old times, eh nerd?" asked Rex, wrestling his little boy into submission. 

"Y-yeah," wheezed Dexter as the bigger man squeezed the air out of him. "Uncle. Uncle!!!" 

"Aww, you give up so easy. I was just beginning to have fun. Okay then, I guess you'll be letting Daddy put this on you now, won't you?"

Dexter nodded, blushing hard. Blood was flowing to two places right now at a rapid rate. His cheeks and his diaper. He gulped and squeezed his eyes shut as he was stripped down by Daddy. 

"Uh oh, looks like the nerd is excited!"

Rex moved his hand down to cover the tent in the front of Dexter's diaper. He rolled the padding over the knob in a circular motion, eliciting a moan of ecstasy from the smaller man. 

"Glad to see you're still enjoying yourself." His daddy gave him a little peck on the cheek and then released his grip, causing a frustrating whimper from his little guy. "Glad to see you have been good and keeping your hands away from Daddy's property." 

This just made Dexter's diaper situation worse. The diaper was practically being pushed off his body by the hard-on he got as his bully teased him. Nevertheless, Daddy had him down to just his diaper and was now unbuckling the harness to put it on Dexter. 

One by one the straps were buckled around the boy until the crotch part was all that was left. 

"Well, well, we're just going to have to take care of this won't we?" asked Daddy. 

Dexter nodded, hopeful that his Daddy would finally grant him an orgasm. It had been almost a month since his last one. Daddy reached his hand down again and began to rub the soggy padding around over Dexter's pole. Dexter moaned, and bucked his hips lightly. Squeezing his legs in and out. 

"Yeah, the little nerd likes his diapers doesn't he?"

Dexter nodded. 

"And you want Daddy to keep you in diapers don't you? Just like when I discovered your little secret in high school?"

Dexter nodded and whined, closing his eyes tight. 

"You know it was a surprise to me too, baby boy. Just how seeing you in diapers... and seeing how much you liked being in them as my baby boy. I didn't expect to get just as excited. I never thought I'd end up with a guy... much less a nerd like you... and then you kissed me..." 

Dexter's eyes shot open. Rex had never admitted this to him before.

"D-daddy, I..." 

"Shh, baby boy, it's okay. You're perfect. And I'm glad you picked me. I know it's been difficult to adjust... but I know this is what you really want... don't you?" He picked up the pace of his rubbing, causing Dexter's eyes to cross behind his glasses and his butt cheeks to tense up, lifting his whole pelvis off the ground. 

"Yes, Daddy! Unh.. I'm so close..."

"Gosh you're cute when you do this," said Rex, as he watched Dexter squirm and make funny faces and goofy little noises. Then he stopped abruptly.

"I'm so close, Daddy... Unh... Please..." 

"I'll be right back baby boy. Keep those hands above your belly button until I get back or you'll be very sorry." 

"Y-yes, Daddy," said Dexter, practically sweating with the effort not to grab is diaper bulge and finish right there. 

Moments later Daddy was back with something in his hand. 

"Okay, little one, I'm going to take care of that little problem down there!" 

"Yes, Daddy, please!" 

"Okay, you asked for it!" 

Rex plunged his hand down the front of Dexter's diaper, and Dexter cried out at the sudden shock of cold he felt in his crotch. Ice! His member quickly deflated like it was trying to hide in his body, and Daddy left the ice there, to continue tormenting the poor boy.

"Sorry little boy. But not really. This is your punishment. No stickies for you for another month. These spreader attachment oughtta help nicely with that. You'll never get a boner in this getup!" 

The last part of the harness was finally in place, the magnetic locks making it impossible for Dexter to remove any part of it. And then a special feeling spread throughout his whole body. Through the magic of Christmas, his body was transformed into that of an anthropomorphic reindeer. 

"Ho ho ho!" said Rex. "What the ho ho heck?" Rex looked at himself, his belly began to grow and his oufit transformed into a red and black getup with a black leather harness and boots. Bells jingled on the front of the harness. He looked like a very beefy Daddy Santa now, his facial hair already showing dark stubble which would turn into a nice beard if left unshaved another day or two. 

"Hold on... what's this...." 

The note from Santa began to glow and new writing appeared. 

"Congratulations. You are now the newest Santa for your district. Dexter is your starter reindeer. Take off his harness and he will turn back to his regular form. Report to club S. Immediately, and leave the outfits on. Feel free to 'ride' your reindeer there." 

-K. K. 

Below appeared an address: Club S. A gentleman's and gentlewomen's leather club. 6969 Candy Cane Lane, North Pole. 

"How are we supposed to get to the north pole?" asked Dexter, completely confused. 

"Well, it says I can ride you there. Let's start with that!" 

Rex mounted Dexter, pulling down the front of his red short-shorts and allowing his huge trouser snake to spring free. He lined his cock up with the open space in the center of the crotch harness and pressed it against the padding, which gave way, allowing him quick entry into his mount. 

He thrust into Dexter, causing Dexter to moan and press back onto his Daddy's pole. In turn, Rex was encouraged to pick up his pace. 

"Yes, Daddy. Harder! Just like that!" 

As he humped his deer, the air around them shimmered and they found themselves being transported through space and time with each thrust.  As the two of them came - Dexter into his diaper, and Rex into Dexter, they found themselves standing in front of a massive leather club, surrounded by snow and ice. A large beared man in chaps and a vest, puffed his cigar and nodded at the two of them. 

"You're just in time. Go on in." 

Rex turned to Dexter.

"Did you do that?" 

"Yes... I did... It happened when I came."

"You can cum soft, huh? Guess there's no reason to let you get hard ever again then." 

Dexter's nose glowed red at this.

"That's cute," said the leatherman, who was watching the whole exchange. "Guess that's how he blushes. Now hurry up ang go inside already!"

"After you," said Rex, holding the door open for his boy. 

The two of them walked in. They had a lot to learn if they wanted to fill Santa's shoes, but they had a whole year to learn it. This was going to be an interesting Christmas to say the least.