Owing to the unnatural stillness and quietness of the void they inhabited now, Ben was able to get some sleep despite the vibrating plug in his ass, and sweating under his heavy covers. After what seemed like a full amount of rest, his older brother Jake noticed Ben stirring from sleep and approached the side of the crib, smiling at his subdued sibling. "I hope you slept well, little Benny. We have big plans for today!"

     Ben groaned as he realized that he was still strapped down in a crib, and that everything that happened prior was not just a bad dream. He eyed his brother cautiously, not wanting to invoke his ire again for not behaving correctly. Feeling an urge to wet himself, he did so without hesitation. The magical diaper he was wearing absorbed the pee without any sign of leaking, despite being the same one Ben had been wearing for the past few days. "Just how long will I be stuck in this squishy thing?" Ben thought to himself.

     Jake smiled at his brother for being obedient, even if it was out of fear. Very soon though, he thought, Ben would see that his brother knew best. He then waved his hand magically and removed the crib's bars, leaving Ben without any barriers between him and his brother. 

     Finally removing the blanket that Ben had been stewing under, Jake noted the strong odor coming from his sibling's body. He leaned in and plunged his nose into Ben's chest, savoring the musk clinging to his shirt.  The subtly sweet smell was quick to arouse him, and his erection soon showed itself under his pants. 

     Jake reached down and removed the boy's shoes and socks one at a time, taking time to sniff each one deeply before setting them beside Ben on the bed. All the while, Ben was thinking that he was about to be tickle tortured again. Noticing the fear in his brother's eyes, Jake smirked down at him and said reassuringly, "I'm not going to tickle you again, Benny. You've been a good boy since you woke up, and I'm very proud of you." though this did little to reassure Ben that something equally torturous wasn't about to occur.

     "I'm going to show you how good your socks smell. Sweet musky stinky little boy socks are your favorite thing to sniff now. Isn't that right, Benny?" Ben groaned in disbelief but then nodded to avoid punishment. Jake picked up both of the socks, still damp with sweat, and placed one over Ben's nose. The restrained boy had no choice but to breathe through his nose on account of his pacifier, and he cringed noticeably at having to inhale his own stink.

     Jake turned around and placed the other sock on the nearby table and began to concentrate on it. Magical energy surrounded him and his will began to take form as the sock started duplicating, forming a pile on the table. After enough had appeared to make a sizable mass, he stopped concentrating and turned back to face his brother with a single sock from the pile in hand.

     Pulling his own pants down, Jake presented his modest length before his brother again. Ben whimpered at what was to come. After his pants and underwear were fully off, he sprang over Ben and straddled him, ass pressed firmly against Ben's diaper front. As Jake stroked his penis, he huffed his brother's sock and gently grinded against the squishy diaper beneath him. 

     Ben was crying by this point, and it was only serving to turn Jake on even more. The older boy pumped his cock faster and grinded more forcefully, coming closer to orgasm. "I love you Benny. Everything about you and your sweet musky body. I love fucking your tight ass. I love the way you cry and beg." Ben was hard in his diaper in spite of his situation and was close to orgasm himself. He moaned apprehensively and shot his older brother a pleading look.

     The scene reached its climax as the little boy came hard in his soaked diaper. This caused Jake to spurt his load onto Ben's sweaty t-shirt, and as he finished he reached up and took the sock and pacifier gag off his brother's face. Leaning down onto his chest, he forcibly made-out with the child, breathing heavily between kisses. Ben whined and moaned at the same time. The smooching made him unable to speak despite being freed of his pacifier, which frustrated him, but the afterglow of his orgasm kept him in a complacent stupor.

     After some time, the glow of the orgasms faded and the kissing stopped. Despite having his mouth finally free, Ben was hesitant to speak, knowing that he could be punished for speaking out of turn. Jake wordlessly unmounted the boy and waved his hand over Ben's dirty shirt, causing it to magically reappear close by on the floor. Suddenly being deprived of his shirt caused the boy to gasp, and much to his displeasure, left him clad only in his bulging wet diaper. 

     Jake grinned down at him, then magically disappeared the butt plug that had been buzzing inside his brother's bottom for the past few hours. Ben could sense the sudden void in his ass, and the pressure of not using the bathroom for the past few days caught up with him violently. He nearly screamed as the cramps wracked his body, and he thrashed at his bonds, not wanting to fill his diapers as he knew he would inevitably have to. 

     Seeing his baby brother resist using his diaper made Jake sigh as he approached the bedside. His fingers wiggling betrayed his intent, and Ben pleaded with him. "Pleeeease don't tickle me again!! Let me use the potty! I'll be good! Noooo!"

     It was too late. Jake's fingers descended upon the child's belly and he tickled him relentlessly as Ben finally screamed in earnest. "Noooo! Aaaaaaaah! Not my tummy! Please! Please! I'll be a good baby! Whatever you want! Just stooooooooop!" Up and down Jake tickled his body from his hips to his armpits. 

     "Coochie coo, baby Benny! You're a very bad boy, trying to hold your stinkies in! I know that these tickles will help you let go! Tickle tickle! All you have to do is make a big stinker in your diadee and I'll stop the tickles! Can you poopy your diadee, baby? Tickle tickle! Coochie coo!" He tickled Ben until he finally let out a loud fart that turned into a veritable mudslide into his awaiting diaper. Ben groaned and cried as he pooped himself. The mess was then greeted by yet more pee that served to make the inside of the diaper slimy against the child's crotch.

     Jake, despite getting his brother to use his 'diadee', was displeased. His efforts to break the boy obviously needed to be redoubled. 

     Then an idea occurred to him. He conjured a metal box large enough to accommodate Ben in a kneeling position, and moved his stinky brother into the box magically. Jake then strapped him into place so that he couldn't wiggle around. If this didn't cause the boy to lose hope of escape, more and more drastic measures would have to be taken. 

     Verifying that Ben was restrained properly in the box, Jake proceeded to fill the box around his defiant brother with his own smelly socks that he had duplicated earlier. Once Ben had been surrounded by his socks up to his neck, Jake placed the pacifier back into his mouth. 

     This time, however, the gag featured a tube running into the boy's mouth. Jake constructed a feeding apparatus, and filled a reservoir with unpalatable baby food laced with laxatives. Not only would Ben be stuck smelling his stinky socks, he would also be forced to mess himself uncontrollably. Satisfied with the severity of the punishment, Jake finally closed the box shut with a lid. 

     The only opening in the box was a small slit window in the side by the child's face, and it would be just as hot in the box as it was under the heavy blanket from before. Benny would be stuck in his own musk and filth until the defiant glint left his eyes, and nothing remained but a broken shell of his former self. 

Jake sat to the side of the room on his large bed once again, and sped up time around him.

 "I think a week in the box should be a good start."