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The story contains: Spanking, big butts, nudity, underwear, nude scenes, role reversal, sissy, wet accidents, diapers and their use.




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**SMACK SMACK SMACK!** “YEAK! GEEK! OW! MY BOTTOM! MOMMY!” The sound of spanking filled the room, accompanied by the sound of Trunks whining.


The young Saiyan returned home after a humiliating walk around town with him as Goten’s baby, or as Goten now called him, Chibi-Baby. Trunks thought having to wear diapers for a year would be the worst thing about the whole thing. But then he told his father, Vegeta, everything that happened, and that’s how Trunks ended up like this, with his diaper with fairy around his knees, held tightly across his father’s lap as he spanked him powerfully! They’ve been like this for almost 10 minutes, and Vegeta doesn’t stop!


**SMACK!** “YEEEEK!” Trunks’ eyes pop out as an especially hard spank lands on his bouncing butt, now red. “GWAAHHHH! I WANT MY MOMMY! MOMMYYYY!”


“Silence!” Vegeta shouted, not stopping the punishment, his hand moving up and down forcefully over his son’s unprotected buttocks. “How humiliating! To think that my son would be defeated and humiliated by Kakarot’s son!” A vein popped out on the Saiyan prince’s large forehead as he thought of Goku’s smile as he congratulated Goten on his victory! “Being defeated by the son of someone of a lower class is a huge disgrace! And even worse, you allow that brat to publicly humiliate you!” He continued shouting. “What good did all your training do you!? Besides, you’re older than Goten!”


Trunks bit his lower lip, tears streaming down his cheeks, trying to contain his squeals. His wit got the better of him despite the situation. “You always lose to Mr. Goku! You're older than him and you had better training as a child!" He pointed out the hypocrisy of his father's scolding. "Your case is worse than mine!"


Those words were a critical blow to Vegeta. Vegeta was five years older than Goku, and the prince of the Saiyans traveled to conquer planets as a child, while the "low-class soldier" fought "insignificant creatures" with great difficulty. And yet, the only battle where Vegeta had any advantage was when he tried to conquer Earth. Vegeta had to flee and use his capsule.


But Trunks could still hurt his father's pride further. "EVEN GOHAN BEAT YOU!!"


The Saiyan prince's pride crumbled and was blown away by the wind. The memory of Gohan reaching Super Saiyan 2 and being the one who defeated Cell was a shame Vegeta could never overcome. Not only was the age difference significantly greater, but the fact that Gohan would give up fighting to live a quiet life deeply wounded the prince's pride.


Vegeta gritted his teeth in frustration, as he had no response. How do you respond when your own words are turned against you by a child? "INSOLENT BRAT!!" Oh, right, still getting upset, that was the answer.


Vegeta's hand was now a blur, creating air currents as Trunks's butt was spanked from different angles! The Trunks' big baby butt was shaking like pudding during an earthquake and sounded like a pair of bongos!


“YEEEEEAAAAK!!” Trunks couldn't stop his crying. The boy could feel his butt shaking like crazy and the heat building, the spanking sending shockwaves through his body. Trunks could feel it; his bladder had failed and pee was running down his legs, wetting his diaper or dripping onto the floor. “NOOOOO!! NO MORE!!” Trunks cried, his face turning a new shade of red. Being forced to wear diapers, being spanked, AND having an accident at his age? Nothing could be more humiliating.


Or at least that's what Trunks thought until a small laugh reached his ears. Through the tears, Trunks could see something, or rather, someone. Peeking around the bedroom door was little Bra, watching as her older brother was not only being punished, but also wetting a diaper. Little Bra didn't understand what was happening, but that didn't stop her from laughing, pointing at her older brother.


Now it was Trunks' pride that was shattered. His own younger sister was laughing at him! The boy was so embarrassed that his head started spinning as he continued to cry for his mommy to stop the spanking.


And the humiliation didn't end there, as Vegeta noticed his son's wet accident. "Arrgh!" He stopped the spanking, grabbing Trunks by the armpits to lift him up. "I can't believe this! You keep embarrassing yourself and me too!" Vegeta said, annoyed and disappointed.


"HOT! HOT! MY BUTT IS TOO HOT! MOMMY!" Trunks cried, trying to rub his red bottom.


"No way!" Vegeta exclaimed and led Trunks to a wall, making his son look at it. “Hands behind your head! I don't want to see you move from there until I tell you to! If you try to leave or rub your butt, you'll get double the spanking!”


The thought of receiving his father's excruciating spanking again interrupted Trunks' whining. He nodded repeatedly and brought both hands back. It was then that Trunks realized how exposed he was in that position. A wet diaper around his knees, his thighs still damp, and his big red butt in full view. Facing the wall meant no one would see his wee wee, but that wasn't enough consolation. Especially when little Bra continued to laugh at him.


Vegeta let out an annoyed sigh and crossed his arms. “This is the last straw! To think Kakarot's son would beat you like that!” The prince of the Saiyans made a decision. “I can't allow such a disgrace! Tomorrow I'll go to that brat and teach him a lesson about not messing with the pure-blooded Saiyan lineage!” Vegeta looked quite serious.


“Yes, because an adult with training against a child is a fair fight." Trunks muttered, holding back tears at the unfairness of the situation. The bet with Goten was one thing; he had agreed. But his father's punishment, scolding, and hypocrisy went too far! “He should definitely be the one punished, not me.” The boy muttered, continuing to stare at the wall.


A few moments passed in silence, and then a memory hit Trunks! (Of course! I can do this!) A smile spread across Trunks' face as a plan began to form in his head. (All I have to do is-) A small hand touched Trunks' sensitive butt. "YEEEEK!!" The boy jumped, tears in his eyes.


"Hahahaha! Red! So red!" Bra laughed as she pointed at her older brother. "Trunks wet his diaper too! Like a baby! Hahahaha!" She could only laugh at this situation.


Trunks looked at his younger sister, filled with embarrassment and frustration. "You can't just come and do that! I'm your big brother, and you must respect me! Not make fun of me!"


"Trunks!!" Vegeta yelled. "Don't you dare raise your voice to your sister!" The paternal instinct of the Prince of the Saiyans kicked in to defend his little daughter. “Maybe you could learn something from her, like going to the bathroom instead of wetting yourself and still wearing diapers.”


“I know how to go to the bathroom!” Trunks said, trying to defend himself. But that’s a losing fight. His little sister is the princess of the family, in every sense of the word.


Bra looked at her father closely, blinking a few times before smiling and pointing at Vegeta. “Daddy wet his pants!” She announced with amusement in her voice.


“WHAT?!” Vegeta exclaimed, surprised by his daughter’s words. Vegeta looked down, and sure enough, there was a sizable wet spot on his pants. When Trunks wet himself during the spanking, he had wet Vegeta too. Vegeta hadn’t noticed because he was scolding his son. “N-No, dear, that’s not…” Vegeta gritted his teeth in an attempt to remain calm in front of Bra. “This wasn’t Dad, do you understand? Your older brother had an accident, as you can see.” He pointing at Trunks. “That's why Trunks will be wearing diapers from now on. Got it?”


Bra tenderly tilted her head. “Will Trunks be wearing diapers like a baby?”


“Yes! That's right! Because those who wet their pants are babies!” Vegeta quickly stated.


“That's not why I'm wearing a diaper!” Trunks said, trying to cover himself with his hands. “I'm not a baby, and that accident wasn't my fault! It was Dad's fault!”


Vegeta glared at Trunks, silencing the boy. “Don't listen to your brother, Bra. Actually, since Trunks is behaving like a baby, he should start listening to you.” Their children had opposite reactions; Trunks was shocked, while Bra smiled with excitement and excitement. “You'll be in charge of who wears diapers.”


“Really?!” Bra was already planning many games with her older brother, which included dressing him up in clothes just like her dolls. “I'll be the big sister now!”


Bra was celebrating her new place in the family doctrine, Vegeta went to take a shower before anyone else saw the stain on his pants, and Trunks… was planning his revenge!




That same night, Trunks sneaked into his mother's lab to grab one of her inventions that had gone awry. The boy was like a ninja, a ninja who could fly and wore a Care Bear diaper. At least he had an extra padded seat. Trunks quickly found what he was looking for, the key to his revenge against his dad. A pair of helmets, one red and one blue! The boy smiled wickedly and grabbed both helmets, then left the lab and finally set the plan in motion.


Trunks, wearing the blue helmet, sneaked into his parents' room with the red helmet in his hands. It wasn't difficult; Bulma had gone to a science fair, and Vegeta was sleeping like a rock after training in the gravity chamber. (I must be careful.) He walked over to the bed, checked that his dad was fast asleep, and carefully slipped the red helmet onto his head. (He sleeps like a baby... And now he'll be the baby!) Trunks flipped a switch on both helmets.


“Urhh…” Vegeta moaned in his sleep, scaring his son, but the Saiyan prince continued sleeping. After a minute, Vegeta’s face relaxed, so much so that he was even drooling from his mouth. “Huhh… meat… more meat…”


Trunks held back his laughter and waited a little longer until it finally happened. **Pssss~** A wet spot formed on the sheets and quickly spread. Trunks had to cover his mouth with both hands to keep from bursting out laughing and being discovered. Even so, the boy writhed with tears of joy in his eyes as he watched his dad wet the bed. The best part was that he had caused it! And this was just the beginning!


Trunks calmed his laughter, approached the bed to pull back the sheets, and pulled them back to reveal his dad’s body and his peculiar underwear: a pair of yellow underoos of Curious George! A big smile spread across Trunks’ face. (I knew Mom would give him something ridiculous for fun, but this is even better than I expected!) The boy took a camera from his mother's dresser and took several pictures of his dad like that.


Now that Trunks had proof of what happened, he returned to his own room to sleep. He had to sleep with his butt up while he continued to recover from the spanking, and the helmet was uncomfortable, but it would all be worth it tomorrow morning.


“AAAARHHHH!!” A shout of surprise and embarrassment shook the room.


That made Trunks wake up with a smile. (I see Dad's awake now.) The boy got out of bed satisfied. He couldn't stop now and had to continue with his plan to humiliate his dad. So the first thing was to get dressed for the day.


Trunks knew the bet was about wearing diapers for a year, but he's helping Goten too! So wearing underwear for today should be okay, right? The boy picked up one of his Lilo and Stitch underoos to wear. Trunks winced when the underoos hugged his butt, still resenting last night's spanking. Trunks got dressed and ran to the kitchen to grab a quick breakfast. The boy left his home with a backpack and a piece of bread still in his mouth. Trunks saw something that made him stop, though: on a line drying in the sun were some sheets and some Curious George underoos. Trunks didn't hesitate to take a picture, with a big smile, and then flew at full speed towards his friend's home.




Goten, unaware of everything that was happening, was in the river hoping to catch huge fish to take home. “Hehe! Mom will be very happy if I bring her several fish.” The black-haired boy had already started to undress to get into the water, but he stopped when he felt an unusually strong ki. “Someone is coming…” Goten straightened his clothes and rose into the air to scan the surroundings until he saw a familiar figure approaching. “…Trunks?” Goten was surprised.


Trunks arrived with Goten, a big smile on his face. “Hey Goten! Are you surprised to see me?” The boy said with a proud smile, adjusting his backpack.


Goten narrowed his eyes when he noticed that Trunks’ pants weren’t poofy. “What happened to your diapers? Don’t tell me you’re breaking the bet.”


Trunks blushed slightly. “I-It's not that! It's because this is something important! Just listen to me and you'll understand why I came back to the underoos for now! This is also for you!”


“...Fine, I'll listen to you.” Goten agreed, curious to know what was happening with his friend. Both boys descended to the ground by the river, with Goten looking curiously at his friend. “Also, what happened? Your ki has gotten really strong.”


Trunks, with a wicked smile, took out the pair of helmets from his backpack. “It's thanks to this! They transfer energy from one warrior to another! My mother made them thinking it would be fun to fly on their own, but there were problems that even she couldn't solve.” Trunks offered the blue helmet to Goten, and he put on the red one. “Put it on, we'll use it while I finish telling you what happened with my dad.”


“With Mr. Vegeta?” Goten questioned as he put on the blue helmet.


Trunks blushed, looking down. “After I became your baby, I went to talk to my dad. I thought he'd try to cheer me up, but what he did was spank me!” The boy rubs his butt, remembering his punishment.


Goten can't help but smile. “Aww, Chiby-Baby slept with his baby butt exposed?”


“S-Shut up!” Trunks exclaimed, embarrassed. “You wouldn't understand! He really punished my butt, I felt humiliated, and the worst part is, Bra saw the whole thing!” The boy bites his lower lip, feeling enormous frustration building. “My dad scolded himself for losing to you, but he's never beaten your father! So I decided to teach him a lesson!”


Goten looks at his friend. “Do you want to teach your dad a lesson? You mean fight like Gotenks?”


Trunks shakes his head, a big, mischievous grin on his face. “No! But this!” He showed Goten the pictures of Vegeta wetting the bed. “This is what we’ll do!”


Goten’s eyes widened in shock and fear. “Are you crazy!? Your father is going to kill you when he finds out you played a trick on him! I don’t want you to get me in trouble!”


“Well, it’s too late for that… my dad is really furious with you and wants to beat you up.” Trunks informed his friend. “In fact, he should be coming here right now.”


“WHAAAAT!?” Goten yelled, causing the nearby birds to take flight. He also felt his underwear slightly damp. “No way! I can’t fight Mr. Vegeta! He’s too strong! Only my father and brother have surpassed him!”


Trunks had a wicked grin. “Hehehe~ That’s why I wore the headphones, I drained a lot of my dad’s energy during the night and now I’m giving it to you.” Trunks smiles, as if he had already triumphed. “I assure you, you can beat my dad now.~”




“That insolent brat, as soon as I find him, I'll teach him a lesson about respecting the family of the Prince of the Saiyans.” Just as Trunks had said, Vegeta was already flying near the mountains. Only Vegeta was flying slowly; perhaps if he wasn't focused on venting his frustrations, he would have noticed sooner.


Goten sensed Vegeta's approaching ki, which was noticeably weaker than usual, but the young warrior was still nervous. Goten didn't want to get in trouble with his mother, so he took to the air. "I-I'm here!" Goten said nervously.


Vegeta was surprised by Goten's sudden appearance. "You…" The prince of the Saiyans looked down and noticed Trunks on the ground. "What are you doing here? You're still grounded!" Vegeta glared at Goten. "I'll teach you to respect the family of a pure-blooded Saiyan!" The adult warrior lunged at the boy, preparing a punch.


"Ahhh! This isn't fair at all!" Goten shouted, sweating from nerves, and instinctively put his hands in front of him. Almost without realizing it, Goten blocked Vegeta's punch. Both Saiyans widened their eyes in surprise. Vegeta threw a punch with his other hand, but Goten caught it with one hand. “His attacks are too weak.”


“Grrr! Insolent brat!” Vegeta yelled, trying to apply pressure with his fist, but Goten’s arm didn’t even waver. “N-No way… Gaaahhhhh!!” The Saiyan prince threw several punches, seeking to teach the young half-breed a lesson about his superiority. However, the young warrior blocked everything with the palms of his hands and an ever-widening smile. “Insolent brat! Take this seriously! I’m going to teach you manners by hitting you!”


“Manners aren’t taught that way, and I highly doubt that seeking out a child to hit is good manners.” The child scolded the adult, pointing out the hypocrisy. “Besides, I beat Trunks fair and square, you have no right to get angry about it.”


Vegeta was sweating, frustrated at not being able to land a blow or argue with a child. “Silence! Weren’t you taught to always listen to adults?!” Vegeta backed away, gathering ki in his hands and launching a flurry of ranged attacks.


“There’s no listening to bad adults, because they’d make children do bad things.” Goten punches each ki attack out, deflecting them skyward. “And you’re being a pretty pitiful adult.” Goten crosses his arms and shakes his head. “You punish your son unfairly, you say rude things to him, you attack another child just because, and on top of everything…” He points at Vegeta. “You’re still wetting the bed!”


Vegeta’s face turned red, and the words choked on his lips. “H-H-How do you know that?” The Saiyan prince looked around, embarrassed and worried that someone was around to hear this. Now he was furious and embarrassed. “Damn kid! Low-class Saiyan! Insolent! I don't know how you found that out, but I'll make sure you can't tell anyone! I'm going to punish you so hard your ass will look like the sun!”


Goten, now brimming with confidence, smiles brightly and shakes his finger disapprovingly. “Now you threaten a child like that, how embarrassing and pitiful for an adult to act like.” The boy lets out a dramatic sigh. “I have no choice. I'm going to have to personally teach you a lesson on how to behave.”


Vegeta was so angry he was steaming from his nose. “Grrrr… I won't let you talk to me like that… Gaaahhhhh!!” The prince of the Saiyans yelled, building up his ki. “Gaahhhhhhhhh!!!” Vegeta kept yelling, but he couldn't transform. He kept trying and… **FARRRT!** A loud fart escaped the prince of the Saiyans.


Goten pinches his nose. “Ugh! The baby prince already soiled his blue onesie!”


Vegeta froze in embarrassment, his face redder than a tomato and sweating profusely. What the hell was happening? Not even when he was a kid did he do such humiliating things! Vegeta was an adult and the prince of the Saiyans, dammit!


Vegeta's dismay ended when Goten, in the blink of an eye, delivered a powerful elbow strike to Vegeta's stomach. "BLURRGHHHH!!" Drool flew from Vegeta's mouth, his eyes bulged, and another embarrassing fart escaped before flying uncontrollably. But Goten was faster, flying ahead and meeting Vegeta with a powerful smack on his big ass! "GYAHHH!" A tear escaped the Saiyan prince, feeling his buttocks shake uncontrollably.


"Hehehe! Let's see how well you handle this!" Goten clasped his hands together, preparing his special technique. "Kame-Hame-Haaa!!" The young warrior launched a powerful blast of ki.


Vegeta, his butt still shaking, could only watch as a massive amount of energy approached him. The Kamehameha struck the warrior full-on, his silhouette disappearing in the intense light. When the ki blast dissipated, Vegeta's body was revealed, superficially injured but with his blue suit almost completely destroyed, enough to reveal underoos with cartoon monkeys hugging bananas. **Psss~** Vegeta began to urinate, golden waterfalls running down his legs.


“WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!” Goten’s laughter echoed throughout the mountain. The young warrior pointed at his opponent, tears of laughter in his eyes. “How ridiculous! You really pee like a baby! Not even Trunks did that when I defeated him in the tournament! Hahaha!!”


Vegeta looked down, seeing his humiliating state of attire and confirming that yes, he had lost control and soaked his underoos. Vegeta’s body trembled, feeling smaller and smaller. (It can’t be. First Kakarot became more powerful than me, then that brat Gohan surpassed me as a teenager, and now the smallest brat is doing this to me! What the heck is going on? This shouldn’t be happening! I’m the prince of the Saiyans! I should be the strongest warrior of all!)


Goten, as if he could read Vegeta’s mind, smiled excitedly and said, “Time to put the baby princess of the Saiyans in her place!” He disappeared in an instant.


“Where did that b-AAHHHH go?!” Vegeta’s voice became high-pitched as his underoos crept up his back. “You cheeky brat!” He tried to sound threatening. But it was hard to be threatening when a kid was giving you a wedgie that left your ass exposed.


“Wow! That’s a really big and fat ass!” Goten said in amazement, now seeing Vegeta’s butt glistening in the daylight. “Now I understand why Trunks has a butt like that!” The young warrior laughed, bouncing his opponent on the wedgie. Vegeta’s buttocks seemed to applaud. “So, you spanked Trunks, then…” Goten raised his hand in the air and brought it down hard on one of Vegeta’s bare buttocks.


“GYAHHH!!” Vegeta yelled as he was spanked, feeling the heat on his quivering buttock. “Y-You didn’t p-EEEK!” His words were cut short by another smack on his other buttock.


“Silence! No excuses!” Goten said, slapping Vegeta across the backside again. The boy couldn't help but smile as he watched that big ass devour the underoos and shake like balloons filled with pudding. “You've been a very bad boy, and you're going to be punished accordingly!” Goten declared, unleashing a barrage of powerful spanks!


“OWW! EEEK! GYAHH! OOHHHH!!” The Saiyan prince's face contorted, making ridiculous faces with each smack. The force of the blows also made him jerk, making the wedgie worse. Perhaps the worst part was that he couldn't do anything; he was at the mercy of the boy who defeated his son. Vegeta couldn't show his face again. “OWW! Leave my ass alone! That burns!” He moaned, as if that would do anything.


“You didn't stop, no matter how much I cried.” Trunks said, smiling at his father's humiliation but with an intense gaze. “You punished me for losing to Goten, so you shouldn't complain about the same treatment!” The irony is so delicious.


Vegeta grits his teeth, hating how his words were backfiring. “OW!” Although another spank made him open his mouth. “You! YEEK! Spoiled brats! GYAH! Stop this immediately!” He ordered, as if he had some authority. But that only got him more spankings. “AHHH! Trunks! Don't just stare! Do something!”


Trunks grins as he searches for something in his backpack. “Oh, I'll help you.” He said with a big grin as he pulled out a large diaper with pink hearts on it. Vegeta's eyes widened in horror. “Like you said, those who wet his pants must wear diapers!”


“Y-You wouldn't dare!” The prince said, nervous about what was about to happen.


Goten grins. “Sounds pretty good! And fair, too!” He laughs, excited to be able to do something like this. “But first we have to get this baby out of those soaked underoos!” Goten tugs harder on Vegeta's underwear.


“GAAHHHH!!” Vegeta yelled as his feet left the ground, suspended in the air by his monkey underoos, which were so far up his butt that they were less than a thong. Vegeta clutched his crotch. “What do you think you're doing!?”


Trunks got the idea and loved it. “Let's get those wet clothes off you!” Trunks grabbed Vegeta's legs and pulled hard, making the hell that is the wedgie worse!


“GYAAAAHHHH!!” Vegeta's ass burned, feeling divided by the once comfortable and dry fabric. Both boys seemed to be playing tug-of-war with him! That game didn't last long, though. **RIIIP!** Vegeta's underoos ripped. “GAAAHHHH!” Vegeta yelled, falling and crashing to the ground, now completely naked!


Goten and Trunks clambered back down to the ground, the raven-haired boy holding the torn remains of Vegeta's underoos like a trophy. “Wow, his butt is really big and jiggly!” Goten said gleefully. “Surely a fat ass like that can fit in a diaper like the one you brought?” He had his doubts.


“It's the biggest diaper I could find.” Trunks said, rubbing his finger under his nose with a mischievous grin. “Guess we won't know until we try!”


Vegeta clenched his fists, looking furious. “N-No way!” The once proud prince of the Saiyans got up from the ground, completely naked, painfully covering himself as he faced the pair of children. “You little bastards! If you think I'll let you humiliate me and put that diaper on me, you're sorely mistaken!”


Trunks grins excitedly. “I was waiting for you to say something like that.” He walks toward his father, his smile growing. “Let's teach this bad boy a lesson!” Trunks jumps up, grabbing Vegeta by the ear and pulling him toward a rock.


“Ow-ow-ow-ow!” Vegeta tried to resist, but his son was easily dragging him. “Let me go right now! I'm your father! I order you to let me go or I'll punish you!”


Trunks ignored the protests, sitting on the rock and then pulling Vegeta onto his lap. “What good did all your training do you!? Besides, you're older than Goten!” Trunks repeated the exact words his father had said to him last night, accompanied by a hard spank across the center of his ass! “It's time you swallowed your words and put yourself in your place!”


“OW!” Vegeta was sure he had a hand on his butt. “Not me! I mean! That doesn’t mean…” Vegeta had no idea what to say. “Just because I said and did those things doesn’t mean you can do them! Especially not against me!” He yelled.


This didn't surprise Trunks anymore. His father always said things and then retracted them when his words backfired. And even when Vegeta didn't have a clear answer, he would try to evade the topic or deny it. "You're either a real hypocrite or a real fool. Even a little kid could point out the nonsense you're saying." Trunks raised a hand in the air. "This is a lesson you should have learned a long time ago!" Trunks smacked his father's butt hard. "I've waited a long time for this!" he said, continuing to spank his immature father!


"Argh! Stop! My ass!" Vegeta yelled, as loud as if he were trying to transform into a Super Saiyan. But this wasn't a transformation worthy of a warrior; on the contrary, the prince was being reduced to a spoiled brat. Just for now. "Let me go now! Ow! Stop this humiliation!" Vegeta didn't seem to understand that he wasn't in charge anymore, despite having his big, fat ass spanked unworthily by his own son.


Still, this was good; it gave Trunks more motivation to keep doing this. **SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!** The boy's hand moved up and down, slapping those glistening mountains of flesh, faster and faster. Vegeta's enormous buttocks were gradually gaining color; first, they were marks in the shape of Trunks's hand, then the bright pink color pooled, turning into a deeper and deeper red.


"How does it feel? Can you feel your ass shaking uncontrollably? The heat building up like you're standing near a campfire? Like your whole body is shaking?" Trunks said, having previously experienced spanking. Now it was his father's turn to experience it!


"AHH! YEAK! GYAH! OUH!" Vegeta tried to keep his mouth shut, teeth clenched, but he couldn't! Each smack on his ass was too much for him! “N-NOOO!” The prince felt tears welling up in his eyes, blurring his vision and then falling down his cheeks. “WAAAHHHHH!!” Vegeta couldn't stand it anymore; he began to cry hard as he tried to fight his way out. But Trunks only needed one hand to hold him tight and continue the much-deserved punishment.


The forest seemed to fill with the sound of the spanking and cries of the once proud prince of the Saiyans. His dignity and any control Vegeta had ever had vanished. In its place was a big red ass and tears.


“Hahahaha! This is so much fun!” Goten said, laughing loudly as he watched.


Trunks smiled. “And we're far from done!” He affirmed, delivering a spanking so powerful it sent Vegeta flying off his lap and into the trees.


“GAAHHHH!” Vegeta yelled, helpless to do anything. **CRASH!!** Vegeta crashed into the trees, breaking a couple of branches and dangling, completely naked with his big red ass dangling. **PSSS~** He also peed again; it seems his bladder has a large capacity. Vegeta looked so pathetic, his eyes rolling uncontrollably. His hands instinctively moved to his buttocks, seeking relief from the intense heat.


But Trunks slapped his father's hands away. "Hands off!" The boy ordered. "I'd love to put you in time-out, like you did to me. But we have better things to do." Trunks grinned, showing his diaper again.


"Wait! I want to help!" Goten rushed to Trunks.


The two boys pulled Vegeta out, lifting him by the arms, like a big, wet rag doll. He was no longer able to fight; his ass hurt too much, more than any blow he'd received. Trunks and Goten smiled knowingly and then let go of Vegeta. His legs were weak, and he ended up landing on his tender butt.


“YEEEAK!” Vegeta howled, his eyes wide open, more tears welling up. “Be more careful! You p-hmph!” A pacifier was shoved in his mouth.


“Children who are punished can’t be loud.” Goten scolded seriously.


Trunks had already taken out everything needed for the diaper change. Goten made Vegeta lie down on the grass, the grass stinging his nether regions. But that was the least of his worries when his legs were forced open, and Vegeta had to cover his face with both arms to try to hide his embarrassment. It was so humiliating that a couple of the boys used wet wipes to clean the pee from his legs. And even though the wipes were cold, the prince couldn’t help but squirm when they wiped his sensitive buttocks. That humiliation was quite prolonged, since he’s a big butt.


Once everything was clean, Trunks opened the white diaper with pink hearts. “Get up!” He slapped his dad on the butt. Vegeta squealed after his pacifier and obeyed. Trunks slid the diaper under Vegeta's butt.


"Now for the powder!" Goten said, lifting the bottle of baby powder and sprinkling a generous amount on Vegeta's crotch and buttocks. "That should be enough."


Trunks laughed and closed the diaper over his dad's crotch. Both boys glued the straps, but since they were crooked, they adjusted them a few times until the diaper was securely fastened to the hips of the prince, er, princess of the Saiyans.


Trunks wiped the sweat from his forehead with a big, satisfied smile. "The diaper fits you quite well! Very appropriate for a fussy baby who needs to grow up!"


Vegeta struggled to sit up on the grass, complaining a little about the pain in his bottom, his ears filled with the crinkling sound of the diaper. Once he was seated, he noticed how bulky this diaper was, forcing him to keep his legs spread.


“Hehehehe~ I wonder what others would say if they saw this?” Goten said, putting his hands on the back of his neck. “Should we take him for a walk around town like I did with you?”


“No.” Trunks quickly cut in. But then he smiled. “That gave me a great idea, though. Let’s go home now.” He started putting away his used things.


Vegeta thought he’d finally be free of this, go home before anyone saw him and hide in his room for a few weeks. But that hope completely disappeared when Trunks went behind him to grab his diaper. “EEEEK!” Vegeta bit down on the pacifier as he felt the diaper being pulled up, forced to press against his butt and tuck between his buttocks. It wasn't as bad as a real wedgie, but since Vegeta's ass was still sore from the spanking, it felt just as bad, or worse.


Trunks chuckled, beginning to soar into the air, carrying his dad on a dangling wedgie. "Good thing we tightened the straps. But just to be safe, we'll go home slowly~" The boy said with a sly grin.


Goten watched this with excitement and anticipation, flying alongside Trunks. "It's best not to fly too high either. We don't want the baby princess to get scared and have any more accidents~"


Vegeta suckled his pacifier in frustration. He squirmed in the diaper wedgie, but couldn't muster the strength to do anything. The humiliated warrior thought about untying the diaper straps and letting himself fall. But Vegeta was sure that would only give the boys the opportunity to do more things against him. And he no longer had the will to fight.


Upon arriving at the city, Vegeta does his best to cover his face. He's a nobody, unlike his wife, but the thought of people seeing him in a diaper and being carried by children made him want to dig a hole to hide in. While it was absurd to try to hide, many definitely saw the pair of flying children carrying a grown man in a diaper, and you can bet the Dragon Balls there were even some who took pictures of this.


Goten and Trunks flew toward Capsule Corporation, noticing something was happening in the garden. It was Bra! The little girl was having a tea party, with large stuffed animals and dolls. However, there was an empty seat in a pink dress, waiting for someone.


At that moment, Vegeta felt true terror; his mouth dropped open, losing his pacifier. "N-No! Anyone but her!" He squirmed, trying to escape the children. Vegeta was so scared that Bra would see him that a few drops of pee escaped into his diaper.


Goten and Trunks exchanged glances, smiled, and sped off to throw Vegeta into Bra's tea party. Then they hid to spy on what was happening.


"Ahhhh!" Vegeta fell on his butt on the ground, releasing a cloud of dust from his diaper. "GYAHH!" He yelled, resenting the spanking again.


"Daddy?" Bra said, staring at her father, dressed only in a huge diaper.


Vegeta froze, feeling his world crumble around his feet. “B-Bra! Honey! This isn't what it seems! This is all… a prank! I'm not serious that I…” Vegeta doesn't know what's burning more right now, his ass or his face.


Vegeta was trying to justify why he's wearing a diaper, but Bra wasn't listening; she was remembering her daddy's words from last night. “I'm in charge of who wears a diaper!” She cried excitedly, raising both arms in the air. Her words pierced Vegeta like a cannonball. “Daddy should join the tea party!” Bra didn't need to hear explanations; she wanted to play, and that's what they were going to do!


From their hiding place, Goten and Trunks giggle, with the latter starting to record.


Bra picks up the pink dress that was on the empty seat. “I brought this for Trunks. But since Daddy's the one in the diaper now, this is for you!”


Goten chuckles, looking at an embarrassed Trunks. “Don’t say anything,” He whisper.


Vegeta throws his arms out in front of him, his face horrified. “No! Honey! Listen to Daddy! This is just a prank by your brother and his idiot friend!” Panic gripped him. “I-I’m not going to do that! I’m an adult! You have to listen to Daddy!”


“I listened to you last night, and you said I can order people in diapers around!” Bra puffs out her cheeks in a cute, annoyed expression. “And you’re wearing a diaper now! So you have to listen to me and wear the dress!” She looks so much like her mother, smart and strong-willed.


Vegeta tries to back away. “No, Bra, you don’t understand! What I said last night n-!”


Bra grew tired of her father’s protests and, as she had also learned from him, went to hit him! Her small fist connected with his father's chin, ringing like a bell! Vegeta's eyes crossed, and he fell backward, drool dripping from his mouth. Trunks and Goten flinched at that; that blow did seem to be pretty hard.


“Daddy’s a bad boy! He doesn’t obey big sister!” Bra said angrily. “You deserve a punishment!” She flipped Vegeta over so that his enormous padded bottom was facing the sun. “Bad boy!” Bra smacked Vegeta’s diapered bottom!


“GYAH!” Vegeta yelled. The thick diaper might offer some protection, but his bottom was too sensitive. “OWW! OUCH! NO! BRA! STOP! PLEASE! YEAK!” Each smack made Vegeta’s enormous bottom jiggle profusely; the big diaper only made it more noticeable. Vegeta realized what this meant.


Vegeta was the proud prince of the Saiyans, a conqueror of planets since childhood, one of the strongest warriors in the universe, and a father who used to be respected by his two sons. But not anymore! Vegeta had been defeated by a half-Saiyan kid to the point of ending up with only his undies soaked. He had been humiliated by his own son by being put in diapers and spanked like a brat, and now his own daughter was punishing him and then putting him in a dress! And worst of all, Bulma returns today! And even knowing this, Vegeta is powerless to do anything about his children!


“KYAAHHHH!!” Vegeta screamed as the spanking continued, feeling his bottom in pain like never before. But his scream wasn't due to the punishment, but because the once proud prince was now completely in control, wetting his diaper. “NOOO! STOP! STOP!” Vegeta begged, not to his daughter, but to his bladder, which wouldn't stop emptying its contents into the diaper. He felt the heat and wetness spread throughout the padded padding. Tears of shame fell down his cheeks, wetting his fists clenched in frustration.


Bra continued spanking him, making things worse for Vegeta. “You bad baby! This is what you get for being a disobedient baby! Bad! Bad! Bad!”


But the humiliation didn’t end there. “NOOO!! NOOOOOOOOO!!” Vegeta yelled, not only from the spanking, but because he felt his stomach twisting and the urge to let it all out growing. The once proud and strong warrior wanted to crawl away, but the spanking his own daughter was giving him kept him in place. “BATHROOM!! I HAVE TO GO TO THE BATHROOM!!” Vegeta yelled, hoping this degrading confession would make a little girl take pity on him.


He couldn’t have been more wrong.


Bra continued spanking her daddy’s fat ass, even though she was caught doing it, but the surprise turned into a smirk on the girl’s face. “You silly baby! That's what you have your diaper for!” Bra laughed, now using both hands to spank her daddy. “Don't think that because you're behaving like a baby, I'm going to forget you were a bad baby!” Bra laughed. “As a big sister, I say the punishment continues! Bad baby!”


From their hiding place, Goten and Trunks squirm, covering their mouths tightly to keep from bursting into laughter at the sight of Vegeta about to humiliate himself like this in front of them and a camera! The tables hadn't just turned; it's the beginning of a whole new era.


Vegeta, now crying like a baby with a red face, felt the last part of his mature self crushed as he reached his limit. “GAAHHH! NO MORE! I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE! GOOUHHHHHH!!” The enormous baby screamed just before their eyes met and the inevitable happened. A loud fart escaped Vegeta’s fat ass, creating a huge mess that was contained by his enormous diaper. Vegeta’s face contorted, as if trying to express several things at once. Fear, embarrassment, relief, pain in his butt, panic, more embarrassment, disappointment, and resignation about his new situation. “I GIVE UP! I GIVE UP!” Vegeta cried. “I’LL WEAR THE DRESS! I’LL WEAR DIAPERS! I’LL EAT MORE VEGETABLES! BUT STOP THIS! PLEASE!!” Vegeta couldn’t deny it anymore, and even if he tried, things wouldn’t change. Now he’s the biggest baby in the family because he’s the weakest, all at the hands of a group of children.


“Hahaha! Haha! Ha…” Trunks sits down, struggling to control his laughter so he can breathe again. “C-Come on, I think he's figured out his place. And if we keep laughing like this, we'll end up wetting our pants laughing.”


Goten sits down, wiping the tears from his eyes from laughing so hard. “Okay, let's do this.”


Trunks picked up the camera that had been filming everything, and then they walked over to where Bra was, still spanking Vegeta's big, padded butt.


Goten smiled, waving his hand. “Hey, Bra! I see you've noticed your dad's change.”


Bra stopped, looking at her older brother and his friend. “Trunks! Goten! Hello!” She said with a smile and pressed her hand against her daddy's diaper. “Look! Look! He's wearing a diaper! A huge diaper! He's worn it a lot too! And I spanked him!”


Both Goten and Trunks chuckled. Trunks nodded, looking quite pleased with how things turned out. “That's right! While I won't be wearing diapers again, ever, now dad will be wearing diapers like a baby, because he'll be the baby of the family!” He crossed his arms with a proud smile. “So I'm the big brother again, but you'll still be a big sister! So take good care of this baby!”


Bra's radiant smile grew. “Yay! Bra will be a great big sister!”


Vegeta, who was crying pathetically and complaining about the pain in his butt, tried to crawl away from his sons. But his heavily dangling diaper wasn't very discreet, and Goten got in his way. “Where do you think you're going? You don't think you can just leave without asking, do you?”


Vegeta tried to stammer out a response, but Trunks had already grabbed his legs and dragged him along. The once proud warrior now trembled in fear before three children.


“Let’s change the baby!” Bra said, excited to start acting like a big sister. “And we’re going to dress him in this too!” She grabbed a pink dress originally meant for Trunks; it’s small but also stretchy, so it should do the trick.


“Let me take care of this.” Trunks said, pulling out the diaper-changing supplies. “Bra, watch carefully so you can change his diapers too.” Trunks said, then spread his dad’s legs and undid the diaper straps to begin the change.


Bra, being as impatient as any little girl, was already pushing the dress over Vegeta’s head. “Come on! It has to go in!” She pushed harder, ignoring her daddy’s whimpers.


“Wait, let me help you!” Goten said, helping Bra push the dress over Vegeta’s head.


Then they began stretching the pink garment down to fit. It was certainly a stretchy dress, but it was still too short, barely reaching the adult man's navel.


"Gah! Too small!" Vegeta complained; the dress was tighter than his blue combat tights. "Get me off my e-EEK!" Vegeta squealed, tears welling up as his bright red bottom received a hard slap.


"Stop complaining or I'll give your fat ass another spanking session." Trunks warned in mid-diaper change. The boy took out a new pink diaper with hearts on it and slid it off his dad's now-clean bottom. "A baby princess like you should let older brothers and adults take care of you."


Vegeta cried silently; it was all he could do now that he was nothing more than a powerless baby for children to play with and make fun of. But even when Vegeta thought he'd hit rock bottom, his heart stopped when he heard footsteps approaching.


"I'm back from my trip!" Bulma announced, walking right into the garden where everything was happening.