"Whew....another day another bother." Sighed the exhausted Koopa. Shutting his cabin door and lying on his bed, he took a brief rest from the tiring day and thought about what a relief it was to finally be back in his room. Koops had just gotten back from kitchen duty on board the Excess Express, a luxurious train built to transport the most elite of guests from the rugged alleys of the city of Rogueport to the stunning wealth of suburban Poshly Heights. A 3-day journey, one of the perks of being an employee was free trips and a free room, on the condition that one would work double shifts, of course. To make matters worse, Koops wasn't exactly the best at socializing with others. He was the shy type who kept to himself, so being forced to interact with customers and co-workers all day certainly took a toll on him. But at last, he could finally relax in his nice cozy cabin; a blue-themed room with posh carpeting, a comfy bed, and even a view via a window with beautiful velvet curtains. Now sure, this was all very nice and would make anyone feel like royalty, but what Koops looked forward to the most was much more hidden. Getting up from his respite, Koops groggily walked over to his drawers and took out what was hidden at the very back, beneath all the clothes he had. It was a package of large boys' Goodnites, the pull-ups children typically wear to deal with bedwetting. Koops didn't actually need these and doesn't remember being incontinent minus his toddler years, but he couldn't help the sheer arousal he felt while wearing one. For the life of him he couldn't explain it, but he has adored the moments he gets to spend in a padded and thick pull-up. With a huge grin on his face and his heart pounding with glee, he feverishly removed his shorts, opened the pack, took one out and slipped himself into bliss. The soft plush fabric encased his lower area, sending his mind into a state of relaxation and practically reenergizing him. He felt safe and secure. Taken care of. Loved. It was weird yet familiar, being comforted by something so simple. He stood at the mirror for a short time, admiring the skateboard prints and giggling at how little he looked in them. He may have had to endure a whole day of anxiety and social awkwardness, but as long as he was able to have this moment all to himself in the end, it was totally worth it. And with that in mind, the rejuvenated Koopa hopped back into bed ready to spend some time on his phone before drifting off to sleep, with crinkling from nearly every move. Unfortunately, it was only downhill from there. Suddenly, a text from one of his co-workers. It was Kooper, a "friend" he met after Mario's last journey, although he considered him more of a nuisance because of the pranks he liked to pull on people. He was the opposite of Koops in terms of personality; outgoing and more courageous in the heat of adventure. Koops let out a small groan as he reluctantly checked his messages, surprised Kooper would text him this late. His surprise soon gave way to horror however, as the messages were a series of pictures of him in his pull-ups. "Wh-what the hell?!?! How the-" Koops struggled to take in the direness of the situation. His co-worker who loved to mess with people had the most sensitive information about him at his disposal, with the opportunity to ruin his reputation at any moment. Koops had to get to the bottom of this, but before he could do anything else he got one last text that read "if you don't want these made public open the door right now (:" Koops was furious, shaken, and terrified all at the same time. He immediately got out of bed, put his shorts on, and opened his cabin door. Just outside stood the troublesome blue-shelled Koopa casually tapping his foot and holding a paper bag. "Maaaaan took you long enough to realize what was going on haha, good to see ya Koops!" He gave a wink and a smirk as he entered the room, which further infuriated Koops. After closing and locking the door, he attempted to hide his trembling and immediately began to interrogate. "Dude, WHAT THE FUCK?!?! How in the hell did you get those pics, and more importantly, what are you doing spying on me?! That's fucking creepy!" Kooper was amused and simply wagged his finger in response "tsk tsk tsk, I'd behave better if I were you. After all, I have the juiciest evidence of just how much of a wimp you really are right here!" He whipped out his phone to show the embarrassing pics of Koops all organized in a post he could publish at any moment. "What can I say, I was bored and heard a bunch of rustling coming from your room and got curious. I would have knocked but your door was ajar for some reason, and I figured you couldn't be doing anything too bad if you were careless enough to leave it like that. I simply peaked and bam! Just like that I had the perfect subject for my little 'photo shoot' heh heh heh! I couldn't possibly pass up a chance to have this much fun after such a boring ass day, y'know?" Koops' eyes widened and twitched slightly as he realized the incredibly stupid mistake he made. He must've forgotten to lock his door at first, and because of the way the door slides it must've cracked open slightly without him noticing. He face-palmed and muttered to himself "stupid door stupid me stupid train...shit..." Kooper slowly made his approach and used his taller stature to intimidate his angry victim "alright, that's enough of those bad words, baby! From now on it's my cabin, my rules. And part of my rules are that little babies like you aren't allowed to curse, got it?" A deep shade of red suddenly came over Koops' face and he looked intensely at Kooper. "It's just something I like okay?...I don't actually need these. I just wear them sometimes for fun, and I'd appreciate it if you kept this a secret between us, okay?" His mind was racing, secretly pleading that Kooper would be nice and let him off. But that wasn't happening. "Hahaha, oh of couuuurse this is just between us. As long as you listen to me that is! You do as I say all night and I delete the pics. Otherwise, you'll have to wear more than just that to hide your lack of dignity! Do we have a deal, baby?" His demanding tone and straightforwardness further angered the embarrassed padded little Koopa, but deep down Koops knew there was nothing he could do. It's not like he could fight him and try to get the phone either. He wasn't confident in his strength, and even if he was, he would still get in trouble and have to explain everything to his boss. Suddenly in the midst of silence, Kooper pulled out a bright green pacifier with a little turtle on it. He motioned the rubber part to Koops' mouth "open wide, and I'll take it as a yes sweetie." There was nowhere to go. Nowhere to hide. No stopping what was inevitable. Out of options, Koops simply looked to the ground and opened his mouth with fiery cheeks. The pacifier was immediately placed into his mouth as he was patted on the head. "Awwwwww now das a good baby" Kooper teased in his singsongy baby-talk voice. He proceeded to give his embarrassed baby's cheeks a little pinch and lay out the rest of his demands. "Now then, first off we're gonna have to do something about your attire. You already got the diaper part down heh heh, buuuuut I think you'll look even better with these over'em!" Kooper pulled out bright green footed pajamas with white polka dots all over. Not only that, the largest polka dot was centered where his butt would be with the words "check for stinkies!" clearly printed in green. He held them next to Koops for inspection. "Yeahhhh the green totally complements that little turtle on your binky! Isn't that just the cutest thing?" Instinctively, Koops began to suckle in fear and regret letting himself fall into this situation. He couldn't believe this was happening. He desperately awaited to wake up from this terrible nightmare at any moment, but there was no waking up from this. This was real. Here he was. A hero who had fought alongside Mario downgraded to a helpless baby being bossed around. He simply nodded hoping he'd have a better time if he cooperated. "Well then" Kooper yanked down his shorts, pulled off his t-shirt, and ordered him on the bed with nothing but his pull-up on. Koops blushed even harder as he was exposed but nonetheless heeded the instructions. He sat on the edge of his bed ready to be placed in his pjs, when out of nowhere he was pushed down and flipped over instead. Too stunned and terrified to move, all he could do was suckle hard and rapidly on his pacifier as he stared at the wall, his mind trying to process everything happening so quickly. Kooper quickly pulled down the seat of the pull-up, raised his hand, and immediately began spanking his poor little Koopa. "Before we get started I believe you owe me an apology for cursing earlier. Bad babies get bad treatment!" Each slap stung sharply, and Koops quickly dropped his pacifier letting out little yelps each time the hand met his bottom. "OW, KOOPER I- P-PLEASE DON'T" he struggled to get out as tears welled up. "Don't what?!?! I'm still waiting on the apology!" He took only a few more hits before completely giving in while crying his eyes out. "I'M S-SO SORRY KOOPER PLEASE STOP!! PLEASE!!!!!! I'LL BE GOOD I PROMISE!" Helplessly squirming until it finally stopped, he sniffled and tried to catch his breath between tears as Kooper raised the pull-up again and flipped him back over. "There, now that's more like it." He sat him up and gave him a stern look. "I'll be easy on you this time, but if you break my rules again I'll make sure everyone hears your squeals. Okay, baby?" All Koops could do was nod as he continued to sniffle. He was completely defeated, as if any rebellion in him was spanked out. He just wanted to be a good baby and ride this out until tomorrow. He had his tears wiped away and his pjs put on, with Kooper standing him up and presenting him in front of the mirror. "Awwwwww there we go! A wittle baby in his natural habitat!" He picked Koops up, and carried him to his bed where he lied him down for the night. "Babies need lots of sleep, so I want you in bed right now okay?" Koops laid still and silent, hoping this would be the end of it. Kooper then grabbed a full bottle of warm milk from his bag and made his way back to Koops. "Before you nap, you need your feeding time. And I won't take no for an answer sweetie, after all, Kooper knows best!" He said in his typical upbeat tone. Koops rolled his eyes but opened up for his bottle, and was fed just as Kooper wanted. "There there now, I knew you were just a little baby after all. It's okay, I'm here to take care of you. Good baby, good treatment." Koops was cooed at, petted, and fed the warm milk as he closed his eyes and began to relax. Occasionally he would let out a small whimper in between gulps, but for the most part he was well-behaved and guzzled it down while his body embraced the soothing warmness flowing. Before he knew it he finished the whole thing. His belly was patted, pacifier reinserted, and he was given a stuffed bear to cling on. With that, Kooper finally went to his own room commenting on what a good baby he had. Too relaxed and tired to do anything, baby Koops suckled his pacifier as he drifted off to sleep clutching the bear. Koops awoke early that morning. He slowly regathered his thoughts and came back from his daze. It didn't take long for him to be reminded of his situation, for as soon as he moved the crinkling was more obvious than ever. "What the..." he muttered. He was warm between the legs. "No way" he thought. He felt his diaper area, which was obviously damp due to the material's stiffness. On top of it, he soon felt the full force of that bottle from earlier, as if his bladder was about to burst and was just begging to release whatever it had left. Wincing and beginning to panic, he thought through different scenarios but knew that taking off the pull-up and using the bathroom would only lead to those pictures going public, plus the pain was so unbearable he wasn't even sure he'd make it anyway. He tried his very best to hold it in for a little bit, hoping maybe Kooper would come back and let him out in time, but the desperation was too much and he quickly accepted that there was no way. It was too late. He simply laid there wide-eyed, ashamed, and hopeless as he witnessed himself giving up and letting out whatever urine he had left into his pull-up. As his relief grew, the hissing became more audible. More and more pee made it's way in for what seemed like forever until it finally ended in drips. He felt so small, having wet both willingly and unwillingly. The slight warmth that felt like a spot of pee soon expanded to warm his entire crotch area. His bottom squished against the soaked interior and sent shivers throughout his body, while his legs fidgeted from being tense. There could be no excuse other than all that milk was just too much to hold all night. He suckled his paci some more and held his bear closely in an attempt to comfort himself while trying to ignore his extremely poofy butt. It was just then that Kooper returned with a new bag. "Rise and shine, baby Koops!" With the lights turned on and a big smile on his face, Kooper had some news for his new baby. "Great news pal! Boss said he isn't expecting many customers today since we're making a stop near some fancy new restaurant for the passengers, so we have the day off! I guess he finally noticed just how hard we slave away hahaha!" Koops was mortified. This was the one day he was actually hoping to go to work, and now he doesn't even get that?! Did this mean a whole day of being babied?! "Allllllright buddy, now before we get you breakfast let's check on you down there..." Koops blushed in horror as his co-worker felt around his pull-up. "Ahahahahahahahaha!" He broke out in a fit of laughter. "Awww I guess wittle Koops wasn't so sure of himself after all! I thought you didn't need these! Guess I really do know what's best for you, huh?" Koops mumbled through his paci. "B-But I...I...." he couldn't find the words. He was speechless. He simply began to cry softly as he was laughed at. "Awww don't worry little stinker, we'll get you all changed and into a fresh new diaper in no time! I actually expected this outcome honestly, which is why I bought a whole 'nother pack just for you! I think you'll love the new dinosaur theme too, they seem more fitting for a little baby like you." Koops was done. He let out soft whimpers and rubbed his eyes as he prepared to be changed and endure a whole day of being Kooper's baby. And so, the fun continues........well, for one Koopa anyway!