Daily Free-Write June 7, 2023: Alien's Diapered Pet Pt. 46 (Patreon)

Pt. 1-45 

"What's with the diaper?" asked a curious bat-creature, nudging Laffy with his elbow as he stood at the bar. The creature looked much like the one that had given me the skewer - curious, but friendly. That did not, however, prevent a look of embarrassment from crossing Laffy's face as his mouth hung open and words failed to properly come out.

"I... I, uh... I-"

"You don't know? They're the hot new thing! It's the adult-baby trend. I'm surprised a Chiropteran like you isn't already selling these bad boys across the galaxy!"

"Well, let's not get ahead of ourselves, friend," said Daddy, clapping Nyctos on the shoulder. "We haven't actually established any distribution deals yet. We've got to send out samples, see how they play in certain markets, and-"

"How much?" asked the Chiropteran, his leafy nose wiggling a bit as if sniffing out a good deal.

"How much what?" asked Dad, looking a bit taken aback by the interruption.

"How much are you looking to distribute?" Daddy laughed in surprise. The bat was being quite forward in comparison to the way Daddy and Nyctos tended to communicate.

"Well, I mean judging by the numbers of viewers who watched our adult-baby streams of these little cuties," he gestured toward me and Schnookums, "the looks we've been getting in this club, not to mention that time in the market..."

"Streams? Hold up, what streams? Let me see," said the Bat, clearly so interested that he had forgotten his manners completely. Again, he didn't come off as being rude or condescending. He seemed truly interested. Daddy just smiled and reached up, pulling from seemingly out of nowhere a translucent tablet. With a small tilt of his head, he activated the video of my first meeting with Schnookums in the spaceship nursery. The bats eyes - black and glassy - shone with interest, as he took up the tablet in his hands. A stream of characters ticked along the bottom along with what looked to be a bar graph, seeming to grow in size by the second. I could only imagine it was viewcount or something similar.

"Hey, what's that?" asked an orange canine, another friendly face walking up to the bar to see what the Bat was looking at. "Oh! Hey! I saw that vid the other night! Is that really you guys?"

Schnookums and I exchanged embarrassed glances from our strapped in positions in the tandem stroller. Apparently we were celebrities.

"Wow, and you've even got your otter friends in on the action, huh?" asked the canine, grinning as he looked the diapered mustelids up and down. Laffy's face was in his hands now as he tried to shrink down into nothing. "Looks fun!"

"Huh?" asked Laffy, peeking out from behind his hands. Maffy, grinned a bit and patted his brother on the shoulder.

"You want to try it?" asked Daddy reaching up into space once more. "I brought a whole bunch of diapers for these two super soakers, and I always pack extra..."

"Hey, guys, what's up?" asked a big bear, walking up to glance over at the tablet held in a now stunned-looking bat's hand, and then looking over to the canine who was unfolding a big diaper and holding it up, his tail wagging furiously. The bear broke into a big grin. "Hey, that looks fun. You got any more big diapers? Wait til the guys get a load of this..."

The bat handed the tablet back to Daddy, who casually tossed it back into his pocket dimension, or wherever it was that he seemed to keep everything.

"Um. Can I talk to you in private?" the bat asked, looking around at the growing crowd. Daddy smirked.

"Business, later. First, pleasure. Free diapers for everyone, on me! Enjoy!"

The level of chatter and excitement around us rose instantly as Daddy opened up what looked to be a small tear in the air by the bar, and reached in to pull out a hefty stack of thick poofy diapers. It was clear that even among the elites, Daddy had some impressive tricks up his sleeve. Daddy sat the diapers on the bar and the bear immediately grabbed one from the top of the stack.

"Since this is you guys's place," Daddy said, nodding to the ursine, "Do you mind if I leave this tunnel open so people can serve themselves when the stack runs out?"

"Sure thing, boss," said the bear, with an excited smile as he tried to put the diaper on himself from a standing position. "It's new, it's fun, seems like just the thing to kick off tonight! Hey, uh, could you help a fella out?"

"Sure thing," said Daddy. Next thing we knew, Daddy was diapering this big bear on the bar. When he was done, the bear got up, wiggled his butt around, and nodded with satisfaction.

"These are darn comfy! I'm Ursis by the way. You want me to put that cute pet-vid on the screens so people know what's up?"

"That would be fantastic," said Daddy, he then turned his head as a loud whine could be heard. The orange canine was holding up his own diaper with the saddest puppy dog eyes I had seen in a long while. Daddy let out a hearty chuckle. "You too huh? I better delegate the diaper duty to the experts, Laffy and Maffy here." He gestured to the two otters, who were now obliged to diaper up the pup, and the growing line of patrons who were quickly going from onlookers to participants in this impromptu diaper party at the bar.

I was stunned at how well everyone was taking to the diaper thing, and the fact that I could see myself and Schnookums on the screens starting to play with each others' diapers only added to the feeling of surreality as the number of oversized animal-people in diapers multiplied.

Nyctos & Daddy looked at each other and smiled, clasping hands. They made quite a pair standing there in their contrasting red and green hues.

"Boys," Daddy said, nodding to Laughy and Maffy. "If you'll excuse us, I have something to discuss with Nyctos in the sauna..."

"Discuss, sure," said Berenger with a grin, crossing his arms.

"Oh, give the kid a break," said Lissenger, grinning as well. "He's just going to blow off some steam after that long journey. You two have fun. We've got this."

Before the pair could take a step, there was a loud AHEM that drew everyone's attention. It was the bat again.

"Pardon, but I really would like to discuss the possibility of a deal. I think you'll find-"

"I'm sorry. What was your name?" asked Daddy, tilting his head.

"Oh! I'm, Netopir," said the bat. Though his manner was friendly, all chatter in the vicinity went silent as all of the nearby creatures turned to stare, including Laffy and Maffy, whose mouths were both hanging open midway through a diapering. Daddy and the rest of his entourage didn't even flinch, though.

"I've heard of you," said Daddy, after allowing the silence to stretch a moment longer. The bat smiled and bowed, holding his wing out to the side.

"Of course."

"Take this."  Daddy offered the bat a square piece of what looked like stone with raised runes all over it.

The bat looked down at the object and back up to Daddy, his face blank.

"You said you wanted to talk in private, right? This will give you access to my ship after me and my friends finish our night. The humans' debut is no place to be talking about such important matters." The bat wiggled his nose.

"We can talk with our hands," he said, suddenly, holding out his winged arm. I was reminded of the negotiation Daddy had done 'behind the sleeve', as they said, in the marketplace; that seemed to be how merchants negotiated privately in public. Daddy wasn't biting now, however, and Netopir dropped his arm. He chuffed. "At least promise to discuss it with me first."

"Alright, alright," said Daddy, holding up his hands. "That's a promise. You heard it, right brothers?" he asked nodding over to Berenger and Lissenger, who nodded back, their faces serious. "We'll talk seriously later tonight. After the big announcement with Spot and Schnookums. Feel free to take as many samples as you like in the meantime."

"Alright," said Netopir, smiling again. "I'll hold you to that!"

With that, Daddy and Nyctos absconded to the sauna, and with their amorous looks and the way their tails wrapped around each others' as they left, I imagined they would be doing more than just relaxing and chatting in all that steam. Princess, Schnookums, and I were left in the care of the otters, Berenger, and Lissenger, all of whom were happy to take turns cradling me in their arms, along with my pet friends.

Once enough people were padded, everyone in our group grabbed drinks from the bar and retired to a private glassed in booth overlooking the bar and dance floor. A rainbow of creatures mingled on the dancefloor, the ice sufficiently broken for everyone to get out of their monotone clusters and party.

"Well, that couldn't have gone better," commented Lissenger, laying back over the wooden booth bench with his arm across the backrest as he sipped his cocktail.

"I'll say," said Berringer. "I thought the adult-baby thing was just going to be a side hustle, but Netopir was eating out of *****'s paw." Laffy still looked a bit sheepish being publicly diapered as he was, but he didn't say a word to disagree.

"What was that all about anyway?" I asked. "When he said his name, everyone stared like he had two heads..."

"Netopir? Oh, only one of the biggest traders in the galaxy. And you'd better believe his competitors will be angling to get on that ship and in a meeting with Daddy any way they can."

"Just like we planned," said Lissenger, giving Berenger a triple fist bump.

"Wow, I had no idea. Daddy did pretty good, huh?" I asked, impressed.

"Your Daddy did amazing," said Lissenger, ruffling my hair. "There's gonna be a lotta of happy diapered people when this thing takes off, and it's all thanks to you, cutie!"

I blushed, looking down at my own bulging diaper. This was all because of me and my big mouth when I was roleplaying on earth. Who could have imagined a little ABDL fun would lead to all of this?