Longing for release, Ben endured the passage of a week, slowly but surely in the twisted reality created by his older brother. He wallowed in the filth of the Special Needs room, and the other boys denied him at every turn, taking pleasure in his torment. As Ben crawled around the smelly room, his penis strained against his colorful plastic chastity cage.

     He tried to minimize how often he used his diaper since there was no longer a reward for doing so. However, being fed laxative-laced slop three times a day, he was at the mercy of Silly Billy and the three retards. The other boys would also hold Ben down and tickle him right after his diaper changes so that he would wet himself immediately, with no time to enjoy a dry diaper.

    Despite all this, Ben would still try to sniff the other boy's socks to get his cage to vibrate as a reward. The boy was completely reduced to his primal urges, braying and moaning and squealing like the retards around him. For his efforts, Ben didn't get his cage to vibrate even a few times during this hellish week.

     His stay in the special needs room was relatively brief in the grand scheme, yet Ben's mind was irreparably altered by it. Where before he was set on trying to conceive any way to escape the asylum, he now only wished for the relative pleasures of the week prior. He wanted to go back to his brother, as insane as that sounded to his little remaining sense.

     "It's time to finish your re-education, stinky pants!", The machine caretaker suddenly emerged from the ceiling port, and mocked the obvious state of Ben's diaper. But after being treated like a plaything by the trio of retards for an entire week, Ben barely registered that Silly Billy was talking to him. He only seemed to react after Silly Billy's mechanical arms lifted Ben out of the grasp of the boys. 

     Essentially broken by the rough treatment of the prior week, Ben groaned as he was carried out of the miasmatic hell hole he'd called home. The fresher air in the halls almost stung his nostrils. "Your time away from your loving big brother is almost over, kiddo! Only another week and you're ready to go!", Silly Billy cheered happily.

     Ben didn't have the strength to fight back as he was taken down the hallways, somehow deeper into the facility. The final door opened up to a large room, and Ben was greeted by the sight of yet another ordeal.

     The room was a simple white cube with a padded floor and walls. There were no windows or doors, just a single door at the far end. A large mechanical chair with straps sat in the middle of the room, and there was a small table next to it.

     With a grunt, Ben was hoisted up and strapped into the chair. Silly Billy's robot arms quickly fastened his wrists to the armrests, then attached the restraints to his ankles and waist.

     Knowing better by this point, he did very little to test the restraints. Instead, he simply laid down in the chair and cried. His emotions were all over the place. He was angry, frustrated, sad, confused, and scared. Ben knew he was trapped here, and that his life was going to continue to be miserable.

     Silly Billy grabbed Ben's head and tilted it forward, then placed a pacifier in his mouth. "Don't worry, kiddo, we'll give you some nice soothing medicine to help you relax!", he said cheerfully. The pacifier began to secrete a sweet sticky substance that coated Ben's mouth and throat. It was like honey, but it also had a slightly bitter taste to it.

     Immediately, Ben felt a wave of lust wash over him. The sweet taste of the aphrodisiac pacifier sent his mind reeling, and before he knew what was happening, Ben's cock was attempting to get hard in his chastity cage. His other emotions lost in his lust.

     "What's wrong, little boy?", Silly Billy asked tauntingly. "You need your didee changed?"

     Ben groaned as the robot cleaned him up, noticing that Silly Billy took great care to avoid stimulating his penis in even the slightest way. His dirty diaper was thrown away in a pail near the chair, and he could still faintly smell the mess. A fresh diaper was taped on and his frustration only grew with each passing moment.

     Silly Billy backed up to admire his handiwork as a dreadful realization washed over the boy. The powder used during the diaper change was itching powder. His diaper area was engulfed in a tickling tingly sensation and he was completely powerless to do anything about it.

     He thrashed as hard as he could against his bondage, and after a short while, his atrophied muscles gave out. The boy shook subtly in the chair as his mind was assaulted.

     To make matters worse for Ben, the tickle boots from before were slipped back over his faded stinky socks. Somehow the boots tickled worse than he remembered.

     Ben wanted to scream, but his mind was so overstimulated that he couldn't remember how.

     Just then, the four walls of the room flashed with color as they revealed themselves to be TV screens. They all played the same program, a sing-along compilation of Barney songs.

     "Time to play, silly boy!" Silly Billy removed the boy from the bondage chair and fitted him with a tight straitjacket. He removed Ben's pacifier and set him on his feet. Instantly the boy collapsed to the floor and began trying to rub his diaper against it to combat the itching powder.

     "Good boys get rewarded for singing and dancing and being silly! Have fun!" Silly Billy proclaimed as he disappeared into the ceiling port. Ben was left in his overstimulated state, writhing against the floor, moaning unconsciously.

      In the back of Ben's mind though, he was being compelled to obey. Despite himself, he stood on his feet, which pressed the tickle boots' ticklers into his soles even harder. He giggled to himself and started to sing.

     "Duh wheews on duh buf go wound an' wound!...." He marched around the room, singing and dancing. He didn't care at all what he looked like. This is what Silly Billy wanted him to do.

     For his efforts he was indeed rewarded. After 3 solid hours of acting silly and pooping his diaper, a stinky sock fell from the port in the ceiling and he immediately clamored for it. 

     "Keep it up, 'tinky 'tard! You're super duper silly!" The caregiver's voice resounded from the port.

     Ben drank deep of the stench, and felt his cock cage vibrate weakly in response. It was only after he resumed his singing and marching that the vibrations intensified to a pleasurable level.
Despite this, Ben was kept on edge by the myriad distractions assaulting his senses. Several times, he approached climax only to be distracted by a new song or a surge in the tickle boots' intensity. It seemed that he would never achieve release.

     During his rest periods, Ben was strapped back into the chair and given his aphrodisiac pacifier to suck on. The smelly sock was held over his nose by a strap and the gentle cage vibrations teased him all the while.

     Over the course of the next week, the cycle of humiliating arousal continued. He battled with himself in his head day in and day out. Only to yield himself to the easier path of doing what he was told. Slowly but surely he was eroded from within.

     Ben was gone, and in his place was the obedient, brainwashed version of himself. 

     On the final day, Ben's babyish behavior was interrupted by Silly Billy for the last time. Without a word, Ben was divested of his tickle boots, straitjacket, and the smelly sock he had been using. He was so docile that he didn't even whine after being separated from the object of his affection for the past seven days.

     His diaper was changed without the usage of itching powder this time, and he was dressed in a cute shirt that didn't even cover his belly button. His socks were replaced with a fresh pair; knee length, blue with white toes.

     Ben was carried through the labyrinthine halls of the asylum toward the exit. And as he was finally lifted out of the entrance, there stood his big brother. For real this time. Or rather, as real as this world had become after his ascension to omnipotence.

     "Benny! I'm so happy to see you again!" Jake smiled at his little brother.

     Ben's eyes lit up and he smiled in kind. He reached out and hugged his big brother, who returned the embrace. Ben's arms tightened around his big brother's waist as he reveled in the feeling of being reunited with his favorite person.

     Jake picked the boy up and swung him around. "I missed you so much!", he exclaimed.

     Ben's face broke into a wide grin as he laughed. "Me too! Me too! So much!", he said.

     Being held by his big brother again at last, Ben felt that he was home. He leaned in and gave his brother a long, lustful kiss. Jake reciprocated, and the two spent a few minutes exploring one another.

     After a few seconds, Ben pulled away from his big brother. "I love you, big brother." He said sweetly.

     Jake kissed him on the forehead. "I love you too, Benny", he replied.

     Ben's smile was genuine and infectious. Jake smiled back and wrapped his arms around the boy. Ben leaned in for another kiss, and Jake obliged.

     Soon they found their way back to Jake's bed, and their kissing and cuddling gave way to something more. Benny's diaper was untaped sensually, revealing his still-caged cock, which Jake seemed pleased with.

     One probing finger later, Benny was moaning and panting from the stimulation. His body was already hot and sweaty from the stress of the week, but Jake kept his cool and continued to pleasure his little brother.

     Jake's touch was firm and confident, and Ben's mind was fully under his control. Once his little brother was sufficiently aroused, he took his erection and pushed it deep into the boy's ass.
Ben moaned as he was penetrated for the first time in weeks. His body was primed and ready to be filled with cock, and Jake's was the perfect size and shape for him. His little body trembled in pleasure as he was fucked.

     Jake's cock slid in and out of his brother's ass, and soon he was pounding into him with abandon. Ben's mind was focused on nothing else but the sensations of his ass being violated. He wanted so desperately to please his big brother, to make him happy.
Benny's dick throbbed inside its cage, pulsating as it became erect. The boy felt the orgasm building within him, but never enough to finish. Soon he was leaking precum onto his stomach. He looked up at his brother with hearts in his eyes. The love they felt for each other was overwhelming, and Jake's cock felt so good inside him.

     Had it been minutes? Hours? Years? Ben was unsure anymore, and to Jake it hardly mattered. All that mattered was that they were together, and that their bond was now unbreakable.
In that eternal moment, they would remain. 

     They would be brothers forever.