The crowd all turned and looked at Alex as they walked up onto the stage, the kitten saw a few familiar faces in the crowd. The sculpted form of the horse from earlier and the elegant leopardess who the horse told him was called Rose, or Mommy Rose according to Candi. The leopardess in question gave him a little wink when their eyes met for a moment, as Damien carried him rather carefree over towards center stage. Surprisingly Alex wasn’t as nervous as he expected to be, something in the back of his head telling him that he was ok so long as Damien was here.

Walking the few small steps across the stage, Alex lowered his ears as he saw that every eye in the audience was on the pair of them. Each step he took followed closely and without fault almost as if hypnotized and watching a dangling coin. Damien seemed to pay them no mind however as he carefully set the kitten down onto his thickly padded room in front of the large pole. Feeling the leash attached to his harness once more wrapped and tied snugly to it, the husky gently booping his nose before he walked over to the podium

Damien placed his hands on either side of the podium and looked out at the audience, that grin plastered across his face before he threw up his arms, basking in the glow of the spotlight while he addressed the crowd. “My friends. My family! Welcome, to my new little girl’s induction into our little group. I’m sure all of you have been looking forward to this all evening, but I can assure you,” He turned and looked at Alex, his tongue brushing over his now exposed canines before continuing. “Not as much as I have. Now then.” He paused and  snapped his fingers.

To Alex’s surprise he was suddenly no longer alone. Flanking either side of him was Candi and uncle Zach, each with their arms neatly folded behind their back, stood to attention and looking out at the crowd. They had clearly done this before, as neither of them showed any hint of nervousness.

Damien left the podium, taking the removable mic with him as he walked across the wooden floor over to Alex. He reached a hand down and stroked over the feline’s head once more, those bright, green eyes of his never leaving the kitten even as he spoke into the mic. “We’ve come to the moment we’ve all been waiting for. The game has begun! Lexi, bring it in!”

A squeaking sound made Alex turn his head towards the podium once more, where he could see the large dragon from earlier pushing some kind of cart up a side ramp, a clear plastic tube attached to it with a door on the front, the thing full of what looked like brightly colored green papers. It stopped, right beside Alex, almost like it too was now keeping an eye on him, since Damien’s gaze had finally left.

As Damien went to stand beside the cart, Candi stepped forwards and revealed what he’d been concealing behind his back. Twirling in the effeminate fox’s fingers was what Alex recognized as a hitachi style vibrating wand, from some of the art he had seen. Zach followed suit shortly afterwards, producing a roll of duct tape, pink and lightly sparkly. Candi flicked the wand onto it’s lowest possible setting, only the slight humming from it gave the fact that it was even on away. The sound only got louder as it was lowered down to the sissy kitten’s diaper front. With almost exaggerated care the white fox brushed it over the crinkly surface of Alex’s crotch. The layers of material and the chastity cage in between Alex and it’s pleasant buzzing felt good, but very quickly left him frustrated and fussy. While Candi held the wand in place, Zach reached down and ripped off two strips of the tape, securing it to the front of the diaper before the white fox walked back off stage with a flourish for the audience, leaving Zach stood beside the cart.

Damien took position at the other side of the cart, pulling out a handle from its folded folded nook in the side and began to turn it. The large tube in turn started to spin with growing speed as the husky held the mic with his free hand. “I hope you all have your tickets ready. Remember, we only have three spots, and to prevent last time from happening we’ll reveal the next winner only after the previous turn. Rules are easy, simple, and will be harshly enforced for anyone that breaks them. If anyone hurts her intentionally, they won’t like the result.” Damien’s stage presence turned harshly serious for a moment, which the cheetah could tell made some of the audience nervous, but his ringmaster act was back almost immediately to carry on with the show. “Now then, on with the game.”

Zach slowly came out from the side of the cart to stand beside Damien, who ruffled his floppy ears. The rabbit chuckled and then took over cranking the handle for the husky, sending the raffle machine twirling round and round with both of his smaller hands. As the large plastic tube spun and twirled, the slips of paper inside flew all around inside, sticking to the sides and clumping together from the sheer force of the spin. Once satisfied, Damien snapped his fingers and Zach stopped spinning, allowing the tube to come to a full halt before he pulled open the door and ruffled inside. He pulled out one of the slips and unfolded it, the large husky reaching down and holding the mic in front of his muzzle expectantly.

The microphone sent feedback back through the speakers as it was held near the rabbit, some part of his outfit making it unhappy. Zach coughed and waited for it to clear, before he finally spoke up, stuttering for a moment nervously from a secondary feedback when he tried to speak.“A-Angelina!” The spotlights that were all focused on Damien separated, two of them rotating out and panned over the crowd instead.

“The name. Is Angel.” The voice boomed out from under the lights, the room silent save for the sound of a chair creaking from someone standing up. The lights found their mark to illuminate, leaving the voice’s owner lit up for all to see. The horned, cervine looking woman stood tall, hand on her hip and looking proud of herself, looming above all save Eddy beside her as she crossed her arms and looked to the stage.The horse sitting beside her, whom Alex recognized from earlier did not look nearly as happy as she did, almost annoyed. Angel turned and looked down at the larger male, giving him a wink. “Sure am glad you asked me here tonight, Eddy.” The horse glared at her for a moment, before looking away with a snort of air. She chuckled and punched his shoulder. “Don’t worry, I’ll make sure at least one of us gives her a horsey ride.”

Eddy rolled his eyes as she walked away, heading towards the stage as Zach piped up over the mic once more. "Congratulations to the lucky deer....telope?" Angel chuckled and slowly shook her head, having made her way up to the stage, arms crossed over her chest. Alex could see now that unlike a lot of the guests, she seemed to be dressed rather casually. That was, if your casual hangout was a metal bar. Decked out in black leather pants with rips down the legs and a black leather vest like some of the guys he’d seen. It just barely covered her breasts, leaving her cream colored stomach with its belly piercing open. “Actually mate, I’m a Duiker, but I can see why you’d think that.”

Alex twitched his ear, not sure what he heard and looking confused as he thought internally ‘did she just say...diaper?’ Angel carefully bent over to inspect him, arms still crossed as she looked Alex over, almost surveying him like a piece of meat. Evidently she was satisfied with what she saw, given the smirk spread across her face and she nodded a few times. “Well, certainly won’t be taking you on the next tour, bound ta’ get ripped to shreds. Could make a proper groupie of you yet, though.” 

Alex’s ears twitched when she spoke, her words having a softness to them, but with a  hidden edge floating just under the surface. They served to grab his attention and hold it while she spoke. Her hair was a vividly dyed purple and partially covered one of her eyes. At least before she reached up and flicked it back, showing that her brow was pierced, two studs above and below inlet with purple gems to match her hair. When she moved her hand away, a glint of light caught his attention to the side, seeing that the piercings continued with five rings going down her ear in a row.

“I think you went and made her nervous, Angel.” Damien chuckled into the mic, getting a similar reaction from the audience before he once more snapped his fingers. Up the same ramp the Duiker came from followed Candi, now pushing a pink stroller large enough for the sissy kitten up onto the stage. He parked it right beside Angel and gave a little bow, quickly backing off the stage just as he quickly as he arrived. Damien once more propped himself up on the podium to address the crowd, though his words were clearly meant for Angel. “And we have the first winner in the books. I’m sure we all know what that means. The stage, or the stroller. Which shall she choose?”

Angel looked towards the husky and didn’t need much time to decide, one hand grabbed onto the handles on the girly themed stroller, and the other plucky the microphone practically out of Damian’s grip. “I think this little cutie’s gonna have some nice private time with Aunty Angel.” She announced before returning the mic to an ever so slightly irritated Damian and wheeled the stroller over to where Alex was leashed. She reached behind the pole to undo the leashed harness, leaving the kitten to slump forwards before being caught and scooped up by the larger female. “Whoops, baby fell down.” She chuckled and placed her hand under his crinkly rear, hefting him a few times before she turned and carefully deposited him down into the stroller. “Now, if you promise to be a good little girl, Aunty won’t lock you down. But if you act up, I promise you won’t be moving at all for the next while, alright?” She emphasized the warning with keeping eye contact the entire time, though confusingly the warm smile never left her features.

Damien walked over to the pair and placed his hand over the Duiker’s chest, slipping something inside of her pocket before he patted the spot, wordless and just motioning the pair down the ramp as he smiled the grin Alex had become all too familiar with by now. Angel nodded and span the stroller around to face out to the crowd, then reached down with a hand to take hold of the cheetah’s wrist and pull it back the top of the stroller. The lights from out in the crowd reverted to the stage, and thus Alex right in the center as she waved his paw back and forth. “Say bye bye to all the people, sweetie.” Alex whimpered around his pacifier during the motion, only sighing in slight relief when the top was pulled back up, and he was wheeled down the ramp and past the crowd. Finally when they started their way down the long hall, could he finally slump back against the seat of the stroller, now mostly out of the public eye.

Alex could hear her hooves clicking against the floor as they made their way down the hallway, practically black after the blinding light of the spotlights; only the faint light of the stage now behind them to light the way, and some small candles on the walls to keep them from bumping into them. “Don’t be scared, hun.” Alex twitched his ears once more and looked up through the top of the stroller, which he hadn’t noticed during his moment on stage, was actually see through. Angel in turn, was looking down through it at him as they continued along. “Aunty isn’t going to hurt you. Behave, and we’ll both have lots of fun. Be a fussy little girl though, and, well, only Aunty will.”

Alex whimpered once more and just gave a few small nods as an answer, then tucked his chin down and slumped his shoulders. Angel smiled and blew him a little kiss before looking forwards once more. They continued down the hall for a short while, nothing but the sounds of her hooves and the kitten nervously suckling on his pacifier filling the silence.

When they finally stopped it was sudden, the stroller stopping abruptly and the Duiker scoffing. “Ugh, Why did Damien make this hall so damn dark. Theatrical ass.. sorry sweetie.” Angel reached down and ruffled his head before pulling away, the sounds all eclipsing under the groan of a pair of heavy double doors, leaving Alex to pull up his mitted paws to block the sudden surge of light from blinding him. Angel tsked and pulled his hands back down, laying them over his crinkly diaperfront before waving a patronizing finger in his face. “That’s strike one. Two and three will have punishments...Now, I do believe the room we’re looking for is just over here.”

Alex was pushed back through the crowd he came through once before, but without Damien here people were a lot less afraid to get in close and see the new baby girl in all of her glory. He was cooed at and fawned over, getting waves and tummy rubs, as well as teasing and a few playful prods at his locked plastic pants. Angel seemed to have no trouble with letting any of them do it as well. Save for one lion who made motion to actually pick up Alex, whom Angel immediately treated to a death glare and pushed the stroller forwards to make the kitten fall back down into the stroller.

With a scoff she kept going, now not letting anyone have their fun as they moved over to another set of doors, though nowhere near as large as the ones that led to the stage. She stopped the stroller in front and yanked one open, the kitten’s vision immediately hit with bright reds and shiny blacks everywhere. Strewn about the room were various bondage rigs and benches, a X shaped frame off to one side across from a wall that was full of shackles to hold a number of people in place. Angel chuckled before she pushed the stroller inside and parked it right in the middle of the room. Alex could now see that majority of the contents were hidden by the open door, the room apparently shaped in a wide circle that went all the way around, a new implement for each part of the curve.

His staring was interrupted though when the duiker reached down and scooped him up out of the stroller, holding him against her hip for a moment while she surveyed all her potential playthings just as he had a moment ago. “So many, many fun things to play with. But,” She trailed off, seemingly made her decision as they started walking, leaving Alex to turn back around and notice her intentions. He whimpered around his pacifier at what they were approaching: A large, black and white spotted rocking horse, clearly designed for someone Alex’s size if not much bigger, complete with straps at both the handles and the stirrups on the sides to hold him in place. She stopped before the large thing, chuckling softly. “I still have to keep my promise to Eddy.”

True to her word, Angel carefully lifted Alex up off her hip, just dangling him up in the air for a moment as she cooed at him, nuzzling into his tummy to try and stifle that ‘fussy’ attitude of his, before he was lowered down onto the seat. His paws subsequently gripped and placed onto the handles and stirrups before being secured down in place, jingling the straps as they were tightened. “There we go, all ready for playtime. After all, every princess needs a pony, yeah?”

Alex didn’t seem to be in any state to stop his fussing though, in fact it was getting worse. The saddle on the horse clearly designed to push and and put as much pressure up between his legs and against his diapers as it could. Coupling this with the buzzing constantly teasing him with the possibility of actual pleasure only made the situation harder to handle. Which, judging by the growing grin across Angel’s face, was only making her enjoy it all the more.

She took a step towards the head of the horse, reaching to brush her fingers across Alex’s cheek for a few reassuring moments. At least until she took a grip on his muzzle to make sure he was staring right at her “Now, the rules of the game are quite simple, otherwise we can’t expect the baby girl to understand them. You help get me off, and I help you one step closer ‘teh the same, yeah?” As she said this her hand was on her crotch and the other moved from Alex’s face to the head of the rocking horse, the lower carefully stroking up and down. Judging by the growing bulge in the front of her pants, Alex was starting to see just what she had in mind as far as her turn. “Can you give Aunty a little nod, let ‘er know you understand?” Alex lowered his head down to his chest, sheepishly giving a small nod as Angel grinned and kept stroking. “Gooood girl…Mph.”

Her eyes closed for a moment and her tongue lolled out the side of her muzzle, the horse rocking forwards as she pulled on it before she finally let go of both. Carefully she reached up to the pocket of her vest and pulled out a small key, holding it firmly as she leant over the kitten. Alex’s muzzle inches away from the duiker’s bulging crotch as she idly hummed and he could feel her messing about with his diaper. He went to turn and look over his shoulder to see what she was up to, when her crotch suddenly pushed forwards and kept his head in place, pressed up against it as she went about whatever she was doing.

A few moments later the cheetah heard a click and a slight jingling, accompanied with the feeling of his diaper getting a little looser around his tail. He swallowed nervously and mumbled out from around his gag, trying to ask what she was doing, but he didn’t have to wait long to find out. “Now, brace yourself sweetie…” “Mmph?” Alex could only manage before his eyes shot wide open and a muffled yelp escaped out from around his gag. The sudden, sharp feel of something being shoved into his rear making him jerk the horse forwards once more. “Atta girl...” The secure feeling returned when she refastened his diaper up once more, giving what he could feel was a large plug, a few pats and a little playful push.

Angel chuckled softly, mixed with the sounds of lust as she watched the cheetah reacting to her fun addition to the rocking horse. She couldn’t help but bite her lip at the sight of the sissy kitten, already getting so hard within her pants that she thought they might just rip. ‘Get ahold of yerself girl, not yet..’ she mumbled to herself, managing to drag her focus away from her crotch long enough to reach behind the kitten’s head. Angel fumbled with the lock there in her distracted state until finally it clicked open. She grinned and carefully pulled the muzzle and its silicone gag free, brushing her bulge over Alex’s exposed tongue for that brief moment and giving him the lightest taste of her scent, even if it was from through her clothes.

Afterwards she leant away from him, pulling her now even firmer bulge away from his face as she stood before the horse once more. Her hands went to her hips and then slid across, unfastening the ripped things before they were lowered down to her ankles. The duiker apparently hadn’t bothered with any panties as her mostly erect length now bobbed freely in the air, though only for a moment as she quickly gripped it. Stroking the shaft she shuddered and closed her eyes, then partially opened them to look upon Alex once more. “R-rock for Aunty..Mmph, and don’t be quiet about it.”

The horse was already partially moving thanks to the duiker pushing off from it, the cheetah feeling the large plug sliding slightly out from his rear as it moved backwards, only to be pushed right back in when the horse rocked forwards again. His eyes closed tightly and he momentarily forgot that he no longer had the pacifier, his sudden gasps and squeaks from the toy entering him now broadcast for all to hear.

The cheetah had only had mild experience with toys and plugs before his grand adventure began, suggestions and ‘orders’ of the wolf, that he decided to play along with, even though deep down he really wanted to go much bigger much sooner. He wasn’t prepared for the overwhelming feeling of fullness he felt though. Some long forgotten puzzle within him suddenly becoming completed within his mind as that rubber thing plunged into him over and over.

The reactions of the cheetah were clearly just what Angel was looking for, as the kitten’s own pleasured moans mixed with her grunting and the wet sounds of her stroking her rapidly hardening dick. The duiker had one eye closed and one on Alex as he played with his new horsey. That wasn’t what she pictured of course. Oh no, Alex was actually bouncing on his Aunty’s cock right now, squeaking and gasping in pleasure as she stuffed him over and over again. The feel of her length sliding through his thick, crinkly diapers only to plunge into his waiting warmth real enough for her with a little imagination and a front row seat to the sounds of his pleasure.

Alex didn’t seem like he was as lost in fantasy as his ‘aunty’, though. The only thing he could picture was this moment. Right there and then of him on his bondage rocking horse, getting his ass slammed into every time he did anything as simple as move. The science of momentum working against him as that initial push still kept him moving. He fought the restraints at his wrists and ankles. Trying to stop the horse, but only rewarded with the sounds of his straps jingling and flexing leather, barely audible for those not expecting them. The room filled with a cacophony creaking horses and stroking cocks, squeaking baby girls and moaning aunties.

Angel was getting close, now having a bit more of an idea why Damien had taken such a shine to the kitten. Even the desperate squeaks he was making were enough to get her rock hard and damn near shooting all over the room. She wished she could finish things properly, her tip in the pretty kitty’s mouth, flooding ‘her’ muzzle and stomach with aunty seed. It only had been a short time since they had entered the rounded room, but truth be told Angel would of been more than happy to have done this on the stage. Maybe she could of wrestled the kitten away from the large husky, though she would never outwardly admit the plan.

The duiker lost all sense of care or time though, her cock hard and pulsing in her hand. She closed both eyes and reached out, stopping the horse dead in its tracks. Alex let out a quick yelp as the large plug suddenly plunged deep into his rear, making the poor kitten squirm and mewl from the heavy stretch and the unexpected slam against his prostate. With the pacifier removed and the ability to breathe normally reinstated, he leant forwards, one eye closed and panted quickly in an attempt to catch his breath.

That desperate, needy panting was the very straw for Angel, the rapid sounds almost perfectly in time with the stroking off of her dick before she squeezed it tight. A shiver going down her spine and through her length as it spasmed and twitched, she couldn’t take anymore. Without word the duiker suddenly reached out and unclasped Alex's restraints so she could scoop him from his saddle, the large toy leaving his rear with a wet pop and a yelp from the surprised kitten.

Left dangling in the air, Alex whimpered and looked up to Angel and wasn’t sure he liked the carnal look in her eyes. She grinned at that shyness, the bigger herm bound and determined to get to as close to the way she wanted things as possible. Without word or warning she carried Alex over to a padded chair that was set near by and plopped herself down, then Alex atop her lap after.

The cheetah could feel her hard length pushing against his diapers even through the thick layer of padding, leaving the kitten to blush and bite his lip. Not one for foreplay though, especially not in her current state, Angel quickly started dry humping and grinding her hard dick up between Alex’s legs and against his crinkly diapers, leaving the room echoing with the sound and mixing with the duiker’s moaning.

She wrapped an arm around the cheetah and held him tightly and in place, he had no say to as to how fast or hard she was going to go as that hard length stroked up and down. The sensation of crinkly plastic against her dick enough to make Angel want to cum there and then, but she had to have at least a little fun. Leave the kitten squirming, wanting more of it and hopefully of her at many another time later. Those of which enticed more fantasies, and pushed yet further buttons until the final one.

With a loud moan Angel held the cheetah tightly and buried her snout in his shoulder, lightly biting at his collar bone but not quite hard enough to hurt as she spasmed and thrust beneath of him. Her length warm from the friction of rubbing up against the padding, and now sticky from her own seed as she milked herself dry with deep, hard humps until she couldn’t thrust any longer.

With a low groan Angel and Alex both opened their eyes at the same time, the duiker in the throes of her afterglow and her vision hazy for the moment. She could feel her seed dripping down from between Alex’s legs as she attempted to stand, still weak at the knees from her orgasm.

“Such a good little girl..Never had someone so loud so quickly, you took yer Aunty by surprise. Yes you did.” Angel smiled and booped the cheetah’s nose, reaching down afterwards as she scooped the big kitten up into her arms once again. “Yer Daddy’ll definitely have to let me have some proper fun with you next time. Aint nothing that tastes quite like duiker cum.” She winked and chuckled to him, giving his cheek a small kiss before she hauled the pair of them out of their seat, hefting him up nice and proper on her hip before they walked back over to where she’d abandoned the stroller in her hurry.

“Oops, almost forgot. “ Angel chuckled once more before she set the kitten on his feet then knelt down, making him hold onto her waist as best he could with his mitts as she leant over him. Suddenly the cheetah jumped and squirmed around, feeling the duiker prodding at and teasing his stretched rear, chuckling before it and she stopped. The feeling of being sealed up once more was accompanied with the sound of locks closing again, then she stood up straight once more. “And the finishing touch.” She then brought both of her paws towards his head, the slight sound of jingling all he could make out before he could feel his muzzle being stuffed once more. The pacifier gag back in place, but to his surprise, it wasn’t secured around his head.

“You were such a good little kitten, if you promise to keep that in unless told, I won’t lock it on. But, your gonna have t’ answer to your daddy if not. Understood?” Alex whimpered once more and gave a small nod of his head, showing he would behave by slowly bobbing the pacifier in and out his muzzle. Angel nodded in approval as she once more lifted the kitten back up, but only for a moment as he was placed back down into the girly stroller. His now slightly cum stained diapers pushed up and displayed prominently before he was buckled in.

“And off we go, we’ll see if anyone else can top the fun you had with Aunty Angel, eh?” The duiker chuckled as she stepped behind the stroller, taking up the handles before off they rolled towards the doors once more. The crowd they had from earlier had mostly gone back to what party activities they were doing, leaving Alex alone to enjoy the silence and take a little time to recover before he had to face people again.

Alex idly questioned how everyone at this party seemed to be ok with, if not very much into diapers. He never knew this many people were even involved who would be willing to go to such an event. The wolf had tried to get him to go to something called a ‘munch’ a while back, but he wasn’t comfortable with the idea, let alone going alone. This dwarfed any and all thought of that event, though, perhaps a hundred people all invited here by his Daddy, and here to see him.

The heavy creaking of the large double doors filled Alex’s ears and sent him back down into reality, that of dark hallways and distant voices. He could make out one in particular, though, that of Damien over the microphone. “She’s just so cute like that… Maybe I’ll reconsider the no sex rule for next time, by what I’m sure would be popular demand.” The small audience seemed to get a chuckle out of that, and it made what just happened make sense to the cheetah with how horny the duiker was and the restraint she’d shown..

Wheeling up the long approach to the stage once more, Alex’s eyes widened even worse than the first time he was here. On the stage for all to see, was a massive projection screen, currently plastered with the paused image of him on the rocking horse, just before Angel almost came all over him. “And there’s my little star now.” Alex saw Damien gesturing towards him, where as Zach and Candi once more came out and took one handle of the stroller each, stopping only for a moment for the bunny to motion for the key, before they pushed the stroller up onto the stage. Zach handed the key to Damien, and then took position at the raffle machine, poised and ready for round two.

“Now I’m sure some of you are practically bouncing in your seats to try and top the lovely little show we were all just treated to, but remember there’s only two winners to go. Let’s make sure this is a night never to forget.”