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Eventually, an exhausted Chuck slipped from euphoria into unconsciousness. He slept in the restraints, unaware of the alphas’ knots deflating, of them pulling out of his body.
Chuck was still exhausted when he woke up hours later. Daddy handled Chuck gently when he lifted him off the bench. Instead of strapping Chuck’s body onto the rocking horse or the bouncer for more playtime, Daddy carried him over to the cushioned area of the room.
Chuck squirmed a bit while Daddy rubbed cream into his sore tits and asshole. Afterwards, Daddy inserted a moderately-sized plug into Chuck. He wrapped Chuck in a new diaper, staying to massage Chuck’s crotch over the soft padding. Chuck shuddered and squirted once, groaning when his sore muscles relaxed after his orgasm, going limp and useless.
Chuck drifted in and out of awareness all afternoon. Distantly, he felt his diaper swelling from the slick and cum dripping out of him. Daddy changed him a couple of times. Chuck dozed while it happened, letting Daddy move his limbs around as if Chuck were a large ragdoll.
When Daddy offered him a bottle, Chuck whined and turned away from it. Daddy sighed and stroked Chuck’s hair. “You have to drink, baby. You need to replace the fluids you’ve lost. It would be terrible if you got dehydrated now - you’ve come so far, and I don’t want any setbacks for you.”
Chuck shut his eyes and mouth tightly and pretended not to hear. He was too tired and too worn out to want to obey. Daddy sighed again. Both of them were still for a minute, Chuck’s head cradled in his daddy’s lap. Then Daddy slid out from under Chuck and stood up.
The next time Chuck opened his eyes, Daddy was crouching next to him, holding a new bottle. It was smaller than the usual size and topped with a thick, cock-shaped nipple. Daddy pushed the molded silicone tip of it against Chuck’s lips. “This one is a special treat for you. Suck , baby.” Daddy’s voice was nowhere near as compelling as the alpha’s, and it didn’t make Chuck jump to obey like it used to. Even so, Chuck found himself opening his mouth to take in the cock-nipple. He still wanted to please his daddy.
Chuck expected the bottle to be a protein shake. When the musky, salty flavor burst in his mouth, it shocked him. That’s it! This was the strangely familiar flavor Chuck had licked off the alpha’s cock that morning.
Remembered sensations rushed through Chuck - of lying on the bench with the feeding nozzle his mouth and the fucking machine driving into his ass, an artificial knot expanding and forcing him to climax every time he swallowed a mouthful of thick salty fluid - the same fluid, Chuck realized, that he was drinking now, fluid that must have been harvested from the visiting alpha’s cock. The memory had Chuck shaking uncontrollably in an intense orgasm, squirting into his already-sodden diaper. “That’s it,” Daddy cooed when he noticed Chuck’s reaction. “ Good baby. Take it in and let it all out.”
By the time Chuck came back to himself, Daddy had switched out the small bottle for a large one containing an electrolyte drink. Chuck suckled on it dreamily. He fell asleep again after he drained the bottle, while Daddy was in the middle of changing him into a new diaper.
The small cum-filled bottles made a couple more appearances that afternoon. The second time, Chuck woke to cool metal sliding against his bare ass. He was lying on his back, diaper off, and Daddy was pushing the collection bowl into position under him. “Daddy?” Chuck murmured sleepily. “Wha… what’re you doing?”
“Hey there, Baby.” Daddy pulled the plug out of Chuck’s ass, making Chuck shudder as a flood of slick cascaded into the bowl. “You soaked through your past couple of diapers much more quickly than I expected. I want to see how much I can collect, now that your slick production is back up. But you still need rest - I’m not putting you back on the toys yet. So we’ll use the bowl instead.”
Daddy held up another small bottle near Chuck’s face. This time, Chuck eagerly latched on to the thick cock-shaped nipple. Chuck breathed in its scent - the alpha’s scent, he knew now. The feel of the fake cock hitting the roof of his mouth, the taste of the alpha, shook through Chuck. It washed through his arms and legs before settling into his groin like a burning star. Chuck sucked and swallowed. He found himself instinctively arching his back and clenching around a non-existent knot. Slick erupted out of his ass. His cocklet squirted, then squirted again.
“Yes , Baby. Just like that. I’m so proud of you.” Daddy let Chuck hold the bottle himself so he could grasp Chuck’s cocklet, aiming it toward the bowl so that no fluid would be wasted. Two fingers from Daddy’s other hand buried themselves inside of Chuck’s ass to stroke Chuck’s prostate, encouraging Chuck to release more clear Omega cum.
By the time Daddy withdrew his fingers, the milking had left Chuck hazy and relaxed… and hungry. This time, the chaser to the cum-bottle was a large protein shake. Chuck was happy to swallow the whole thing down. He had recovered enough for the act of sucking to be pleasurably soothing. A part of him wondered how much of his slick had filled the collection bowl, but he fell asleep again before Daddy slid it back out from under his ass.
When Chuck next woke, he was already in the middle of an orgasm. The nipple of the small bottle was back inside his mouth, and his throat and tongue were coated in alpha cum. Chuck’s cocklet was still mostly drained from the last round of stimulation. Even so, it spat out a few dribbles while it throbbed inside of Chuck’s diaper. The back of the diaper was saturated in slick that had leaked out around the plug filling Chuck’s hole.
Aftershocks rolled through Chuck as he sucked the rest of the thick liquid out of the bottle. Chuck thought about how Daddy fed him that alpha’s cum through the nozzle when Chuck was strapped to the bench… and how every time Chuck drank it down Daddy used the fucking machine to knot Chuck’s ass and drive him to orgasm… Had Daddy conditioned Chuck to cum at the taste of the visiting alpha? The thought made Chuck squirm in his sodden diaper.
Chuck got to test this hypothesis the next morning. He was lying chest-down on the rocking horse this time, his head turned to the side with his ear pressed against the horse’s neck, his legs spread wide and strapped down to either side of the saddle. He was shifting his weight forward and back, dreamily working himself on the dildo that collected his slick.
A quiet, familiar voice penetrated the bubble of needy pleasure Chuck floated in. “Be still.”
Chuck froze immediately. The rocking motions of the toy slowed, then stopped. The alpha moved to stand in front of Chuck’s face. His pants were open, and his crotch was at the perfect height for Chuck to get a lungful of the alpha’s musky pheromones. Chuck’s mouth filled with saliva. Anticipation tensed Chuck’s muscles and filled his belly. The alpha slid his fingers through Chuck’s hair, curling them around the back of Chuck’s head in a strong grip.
As soon as the tip of the alpha’s thick, wet cock touched his tongue, there was a roaring in Chuck’s ears. A rush of pressure flowed out of his well-trained body, leaving it trembling and weak and at the mercy of the alpha. His cocklet released itself into the little pocket carved on the rocking horse’s back. The collection device on the dildo prevented Chuck from knowing how much fluid was dripping out of his ass, but Chuck imagined he could feel his slick glands pulsating as they released their contents.
The alpha knotted Chuck’s mouth again. Chuck suckled quietly. He tried his best to be still, though a shudder of release ran through him every minute or two. With the alpha’s cock locked and spurting inside Chuck’s mouth, Chuck couldn’t stop cumming. Between orgasms, Chuck considered how thoroughly he’d been trained to respond to this alpha’s voice, his scent, and his cum.
The next day the alpha didn’t show up. Chuck begged to be knotted, but Daddy refused to oblige him, even when Chuck cried. Daddy also refused to let Chuck suck on his cock. Instead, Chuck got a dildo stuffed into his mouth to shut him up, and a second dildo stuffed into his ass.
“Sorry, baby. I have to wean you off of my cum. You can get more of this, though.” Daddy held up an IV bag full of milky fluid. Two long, thin, coiled tubes protruded from one end of bag. Daddy threaded the end of one tube through a small hole drilled into the center of the dildo in Chuck’s ass. The second tube slid through the dildo in Chuck’s mouth. When the liquid hit Chuck’s tongue, Chuck immediately convulsed in an orgasm. The alpha’s cum! This time it was in a bag instead of a bottle, but the taste - and Chuck’s conditioned response to it - was unmistakable.
That wasn’t the only surprise Daddy had in store for Chuck. As soon as Chuck recovered from his first orgasm, Chuck felt the dildoes expanding - one artificial knot stuffing his cheeks and stretching his lips, the other pushing against his prostate and swelling against the sensitive skin of his asshole from the inside.
Chuck moaned quietly, dazed by the pleasure of being plugged and absorbing cum at both ends. Daddy crouched to peer into Chuck’s eyes, which had glazed over as the fluid slowly dripped from the bag into his overfull mouth and stretched ass. Daddy looked very pleased. “This is exactly how your new daddy wants you - your body overwhelmed by his knots and drunk off of his cum.”
Something about that statement made Chuck’s heart stutter in shock. But then the knots and the cum were tugging his consciousness out of his body, and his mind was floating away in a pink fog before he could process what had disturbed him so much.
Much later, Chuck remembered what had bothered him. Chuck was in the bouncer by then, relishing the soreness in his calf muscles as the vacuum tube forced the cum out of his body. He’d found a perfect angle to lean at that would make the dildo rub just so against both his prostate and slick glands while he flexed his legs.
Chuck couldn’t ask his daddy anything right then because Daddy had strapped the cock-soother around Chuck’s head before putting him in the bouncer. Chuck flicked his tongue against the silicone in his mouth. He promised himself he’d talk to his daddy as soon as his mouth was free - no dildoes, orgasms, or pink haze would distract him this time.
Chuck’s chance came when Daddy settled Chuck into Teddy’s lap during dinnertime. Chuck had reached out his arms to hold Teddy close, rocking himself forward to rub his cocklet against Teddy’s soft belly.
“Ah. None of that.” Daddy slid his hand around Chuck’s cocklet and guided it into the little pocket in Teddy’s abdomen. “You know better. I don’t want to waste anything you produce.”
Chuck whined. It was soft and warm in the pocket, but the friction was so much better when he rubbed himself against Teddy’s fur.
Daddy unstrapped the soother from around Chuck’s head and said, “Go on, baby. Let Teddy feed you your dinner.” Chuck nuzzled at the spot where one of Teddy’s silicone nipples peeked out from under the thick fur. He was very hungry. If he didn’t suck on something soon, he’d start drooling. Chuck’s mouth - like his ass - had become a constantly dripping hole that couldn’t be left empty for long.
But he couldn’t latch on - not yet. He needed to talk to Daddy first. “Daddy? The alpha who visits me - why did you call him my ‘new daddy’?”
“Because that’s what he is. You’ve developed nicely, and soon it will be time for you to go home with your new daddy and be his baby instead of mine.”
Chuck’s world tilted on its axis. “But why do I need a new daddy? I want to stay with you!”
“It’s not a bad thing. Doesn’t your new daddy taste good? Your body loves his cum more than mine now.”
“But… I still need you !”
Daddy shook his head. ““No you don’t.” There was an impatient edge to Daddy’s voice now. “You can’t stay here forever, baby. I need the nursery and playroom spaces for my new babies.”
“Wha… what?” Chuck’s head spun in confusion.
“You’re not my first baby, and you’re far from the last. You think you’re the only one who responded to my ad? This is what I do. I turn lonely alphas like you into needy babies. In fact, I have a new alpha being bitched right now upstairs in the nursery. He started out on a strict diet of the omega slick I milked out of you, but by now his bottles are mostly full of my come. Before long, my new baby will start producing his own omega fluid, and then he’ll be ready for the playroom. I need you out of here by then.”
Speechless, Chuck stared at his Daddy. Eventually, Daddy cupped the back of Chuck’s head and forced Chuck’s mouth forward onto Teddy’s nipple. Chuck began to suck. He was hungry. And he didn’t really have a choice, did he?
That evening, Chuck clutched at Daddy and wouldn't let go after Daddy set Chuck up with his nighttime plug and diaper. Daddy sighed when he saw the tears streaming down Chuck’s face. “Come on, Baby, none of that. Look at you! Even after all you’ve been through today, you’re still aroused, still dripping. You’re going to be a needy baby for whatever daddy takes care of you. You’ll do just fine.”
Chuck cried harder.
Daddy tried a different angle. “You don’t want to stay with me. I’m just a businessman. I make good money selling your slick. I made even more by selling you to your new daddy. Bitched alphas like you are the easiest to condition - it doesn’t take much training to turn you into hyperproductive slick machines.”
Chuck remained inconsolable. In the end, Daddy had to leave the room and let Chuck cry himself to sleep.
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Chuck woke to whispers the next morning. “Thank you for coming.”
“Why did you ask me to come so early? He’s not even awake yet.”
“I’d like you to knot him. He has a very bad case of separation anxiety. Getting him knot-drunk is the best way to keep him calm.”
“Separation anxiety? Isn’t that a setback? Don’t you need more time to train it out of him?”
“Oh, no - nothing like that. On the contrary. You should take him home today, like we scheduled. The more he’s focused on you, the sooner he’ll forget about me. The anxiety response should die down within a couple weeks - less if you feed him your cum whenever you can.
“Speaking of which… watch this. You’ll see how beautifully he’s taken to the conditioning.” Daddy unfastened Chuck’s diaper and pulled it off his body. The shock of cool air on Chuck’s bare crotch made Chuck’s eyes fly open - just in time to see a cum-bottle with a cock-nipple filling his field of vision.
Chuck heard himself breathing heavily and grunting with need. He knew that consuming yet another bottle full of cum would bind him even more closely to his new daddy. He still reached out his hands and opened his mouth wide to take it in eagerly. He couldn’t help himself.
Daddy slid his hands under Chuck’s ass, raising Chuck’s hips to emphasize Chuck’s genitals. New Daddy had a great view of Chuck’s cocklet squirting copiously when Chuck orgasmed at his first taste of New Daddy’s cum.
“Very nice,” New Daddy purred in a way that made Chuck shudder in another small climax. “How does his ass look?”
“Come down here and see for yourself.” Daddy pulled out the plug from Chuck’s ass, letting Chuck’s slick flow out and onto the padding while his new daddy crouched between Chuck’s legs. “It’s a good time for you to knot him,” Daddy said.
New Daddy didn’t waste any time. He grasped Chuck’s thighs and lifted them so they wrapped around his own waist. Chuck’s hole was exposed now. The tip of New Daddy’s meaty cock nudged up against it. Chuck’s entire body spasmed as New Daddy slowly slid in. The bottle fell from Chuck’s and nerveless fingers.
Daddy fucked Chuck at a brisk pace. The last dregs of omega cum wrung themselves out of Chuck’s cocklet. He continued to cum dry while his new daddy’s knot grew against his insides. Euphoria rose inside of Chuck. Chuck relaxed into it. His body went limp. His head spun in overwhelmed pleasure.
Chuck heard Daddy’s voice as if it came from a distance. “There we go. He’s calm now. Here, hold him up. Like this. He’ll work himself on your knot.”
Chuck found himself with his legs clinging tightly around his new daddy’s waist and his arms twined around his new daddy’s neck. With the last of his meager strength, Chuck hugged himself as close to his new daddy as he possibly could. His tongue flicked out to lick delicious pheromone-filled sweat from the hollow of his new daddy’s throat.
Chuck’s body already yearned for his new daddy. He knew his brain would follow. Images of possible futures filtered dreamily through Chuck’s mind…
Going into heat one day, soaking through his diapers, unable to think about anything beyond sating a feverish need for his alpha’s cock and cum…
His belly swollen and stretched with his bitched womb full of pups, crying to be knotted when the pregnancy wreaked havoc with his hormones...
Nipples worked constantly until he possessed full, heavy, leaking tits that drove him to orgasm when they were milked, just like his ass and cocklet…
When his new daddy stood up, everything in Chuck squeezed around his new daddy’s body - his hands, his thighs, his asshole. New Daddy’s coat was roomy enough that it buttoned around Chuck where he snuggled against his new daddy’s chest. Chuck licked and nibbled lightly on whatever bits of his new daddy’s bare skin he could reach.
Chuck hadn’t been outside since he had entered his old daddy’s home. (When had ‘Daddy’ become ‘Old Daddy’?) But Chuck wasn’t scared. He wriggled sleepily on his new daddy’s knot and hugged him closer, secure in the knowledge he’d be taken care of.
Chuck was a good baby who loved his daddy. He would do whatever his new daddy told him to. Even so, he’d never forget his old daddy, who had brought him into this new life. Never.