Super Sunset RPG

Sunset had been forced to crawl around in a wet diaper too much today. Unfortunately for her, that injustice was going to continue for a while longer.

Gretchen tugged on her leash, forcing a yelp out of Sunset as she picked up the pace. The soggy insides of her pampers scraped against her skin, and she had to just grit her teeth and ignore it. Anytime she tried to stand, the griffon woman would just easily sweep her legs to force her back on the ground, followed by a swift spanking. Sunset’s cheeks were red from the last few attempts, the stinging sensation still present. She’d resigned herself to following Gretchen for now.

Each step brought them closer to Harpy’s Beak, the twin rock formation looking more and more sinister the closer they got. Anxiety made her slow down, but Gretchen was quick to let her know that wasn’t an option. Her neck felt like it was about to be ripped off with how hard she yanked the leash. Wincing, Sunset crawled faster.

Her party members were having about as good a time as she was. Flutters whimpered softly, dutifully keeping pace with Gilly while her head stayed pointed at the ground. Her diapered butt swished with each step, the yellow stain clearly visible.

Beatrix was putting up the most resistance, growing and tugging on the leash with both hands. Gabriella was putting up a real fight to drag her along. Beatrix’s knees dragged two long lines into the dirt at this point.

Biting her lip, Sunset wracked her brain. She was trying desperately to think of a way out of this. She eyed her rattle, now bouncing at Gretchen’s hip. A trophy taken in battle. Though, Sunset qualified as one too, she supposed.

Dammit… It wasn’t supposed to go like this! She was pretty sure this wasn’t some kind of cutscene either. Under normal circumstances, getting their butts kicked by the griffons would be a game over, right? Not only was their no patronizing ‘try again’ screen that would let her reset this nonsense, there was nothing at all! If the game considered it a game over, was it just going to let her rot as a pet for these women until its power went out? Surely there had to be something she could do…

They arrived at their new owner’s lair sooner than she would’ve liked. It was a cave cut into the side of one of the giant rocks. A short tunnel led to a wide open space, filled with treasure and crates of supplies. Sunset even saw a giant wagon had been shoved into this room, no doubt taken from the recent caravan they’d knocked off.

“Get in here!” Gabriella shouted, pushing the squirming Beatrix the rest of the way into the room.

“No!” Beatrix shouted as she fell onto the ground, a mix of dirt and hay. She scrambled to her feet and tried to run past Gabriella, but the woman stomped her foot on the end of Beatrix’s leash. With a choked cry, Beatrix fell on her crinkly rear.

Laughter. Gilly clicked her tongue. “Need a hand breaking that one, Gabs? I don’t think I’ll have much trouble with mine.” She rested a foot on the seat of Flutters’ diaper, earning a squeak from her captive.

“As if.” Gabriella knelt down, grabbing Beatrix’s face in a way that forced the girl to purse her lips. “I can handle her.”

“Errgh!” Beatrix cried out, flailing. Even though her struggles could easily lead to punishment, she wasn’t slowing down. Sunset had submitted, but she was trying to bide her time. Beatrix on the other hand…

“All right you big baby.” Gabriella mounted Beatrix. Her bulging jeans sat right on the mage’s diaper. As she yanked the leash again, her claw hand wrapped around the leather over Beatrix’s neck. “Let’s establish the ground rules.”

“Get off of me!” Beatrix yelled, squirming. She tried to push Gabriella off with her hands, failing. “You filthy, disgusting, mons–”

Gabriella bounced, humping Beatrix with a noisy crinkle. A lusty moan escaped the mage’s mouth.

“Rule number one: You don’t speak unless spoken to. And when you do speak, the last two words out of your mouth better be ‘Yes, Mistress’. Got that?”

Beatrix spat in her face. Gabriella squeezed her claw. “Got that, slut?”

“Y-Yes, Mistress!” Beatrix coughed out, clearly only because she had too.

Gabriella smiled, wiping the spit off her cheek and flicking it back into Beatrix’s face. “Good. Rule number two–”

Flutters squeaked. Sunset pulled her attention away from Gabriella’s rule-giving to see what horrible fate had befallen her other party member.

She was pressed up against the carriage, feet dangling off the ground. Gilly held her there by her shoulders, leaning in as her captive turned her face away, squeezing her eyes shut.

“I so rarely get the cute ones,” Gilly purred. The shudder it sent down Flutters’ spine was visible from across the room.

“I-I’m not really all that cute,” Flutters attempted. The closer Gilly’s face got the more she stiffened. “I-In fact, I–Mmmph!” She could say no more; Gilly pressed her lips against her mouth. Flutters went fully rigid for a moment, relaxing when she found her captor acting gentler than she’d expected. It was still a rough, dominant kiss. But it was just a kiss.

Sunset felt something fall on her back. Then something else. Looking behind her, she saw Gretchen had taken a seat, slapping her legs on the back of the crawling girl to use her as a footrest. She put her hands behind her head and leaned back in her chair, padding crinkling. She made no move to do anything else to her.

Sunset bit her lip. She couldn’t exactly complain when faced with the alternatives, but she didn’t like being a glorified ottoman. Still, not much she could do. If she tried to crawl away or stand up, punishment would surely come. She tried to do the one thing it seemed she was allowed to: talk.

“W-What are you going to do with us?” she asked.

Gretchen poked an eye open. Saying nothing, she took one of her crossed legs and pressed the sole of her shoe into Sunset’s wet backside. With a crinkle, a squish, and an ‘eep’ Sunset was put in her place. Her foot returned to resting. She took out a file now, and began to sharpen her talon fingers.

Sunset breathed heavily, a frustrating tingling sensation in her nethers. After all this time she still hadn’t gotten any release. Not that I’d want it with this wet padding on, o-obviously.

The punishment had been light, all things considered. She decided to try again, hoping for an answer this time.

“I just… I want to know how to, um… better serve you, M-Mistress…” She winced. Demure was not a natural tone for Sunset. The taste it left in her mouth was bitter. But she hoped maybe playing into what these griffon sisters seemed to want would get her somewhere.

“Hey Gilly.” Gretchen didn’t even open her eyes that time.

The Gilda doppelganger pulled her tongue out of Flutters’ mouth. “What?”

“Yours already pissed herself, right? Give her a change.”

“But...”

“Change her,” Gretchen barked. Now she had opened her eyes.

Sunset’s brow furrowed. So this was her punishment then? She had to watch Flutters get a fresh diaper while she stayed soaked in nearly day-old pee? Maybe I should just keep my mouth shut until they give us an opening.

Grumbling, Gilly obeyed Gretchen’s order. Sunset felt it was a cruel twist of fate that she seemed to have been chosen by the alpha-bitch. Almost fitting, given her history.

Gilly dropped Flutters to the ground, stepping on her leash when she tried to squirm away. Flutters was left with no option, and laid there dutifully. Once a fresh diaper was retrieved she got a fresh, though sloppy, changie. Gilly wasn’t a particularly nurturing caretaker, leaving Flutters with uneven taping and a less than snug fit.

Gretchen swung her feet off Sunset’s back, standing. She pointed to her captive and growled “Stay!” like Sunset was some kind of dog. The command welled a little resistance in her, but she quenched that fire quickly. Now was not the time. Especially since she had nowhere to go; Gabriella was blocking the exit as she humped her rules into Beatrix’s memory. Rule five was apparently that messy diapers were required at all times, and she was now attempting to force Beatrix to poop herself.

As Gilly wrapped up, she balled the wet diaper and handed it off to Gretchen when she approached. No words were exchanged, and soon Gretchen was stomping back to her chair. Sunset looked around, but she didn’t see a diaper pail anywhere. It didn’t seem to make sense that Gretchen was bringing it here.

Suddenly, claw fingers grabbed her jaw. Sunset found her head forced to face Gretchen, who now knelt beside her. Her fingers forced Sunset’s mouth open, making her whimper in the process. Then, to Sunset’s wide-eyed horror, she shoved the sopping padding between the poor girl’s teeth.

“Ggghhhh!” Sunset cried out. The squishy, warm mass filled her cheeks, pressing her tongue down and making her gag. Her jaw could barely fit around the balled up diaper, and her teeth were forced to dig into it a little as a result.

Gretchen didn’t stop pushing the padding in until the last, yellow-stained bit of it entered Sunset’s cheeks. She did so slowly as well, with one finger. The entire time, Sunset tried to stop her. But she couldn’t move her head and her hands failed to tear the monster girl’s arm away.

Soon Gretchen let go of her mouth, leaving Sunset with a wet diaper gag she couldn’t spit out. Coughing into the thing, she tried to bring up her hands to remove it, but instead Gretchen pushed her onto her back.

“Shut up!” Gretchen shouted at her, wings flaring. It was an unnecessary order at that point. Sunset still shouted a muffled curse into the gross padding. Flutters looked over at her with a pitying wince, like she felt bad for having peed herself in the first place.

“I am not my sisters,” Gretchen told her quite plainly. “You’re not a slut to me. You’re not a person. You’re furniture, until I decide I don’t need you anymore. Understand?”

Sunset gagged, but nodded wearily. Gretchen pulled down the seat of her pants, exposing her plump diaper. Very unfittingly for such a tomboyish monster, it was decorated with a pink heart pattern and three lines of magenta frills over the seat.

“But since you want to ‘better serve me’ so badly, I’ll let you be my new chair.”

Sunset managed a muffled cry, but wasn’t able to bring her arms up in time. Gretchen plopped her padded ass right over her face. While Sunset’s eyes escaped uncovered, her nose and worst of all her mouth were shoved into the woman’s padding. She had no hope of removing the diaper gag now, its squishy presence now a permanent fixture in her mouth. She whined.

But it only got worse from there.

With a loud grunt–she obviously wanted Sunset to hear it–Gretchen started to push. The padding swelled, and sagged. The poor hearts were lost in a sea of brown that stained the backside of the diaper. Sunset screamed, flailing miserably as the realization hit her.

Gretchen pooped herself for what felt like an eternity. The pamper swelled to what felt like impossible sizes. Warm, lumpy padding eventually did overtake Sunset’s eyes. And forehead. She squirmed and gagged and did everything she could. The only thing she didn’t try was hitting Gretchen, fearing an even worse fate should she act out.

The smell was the worst part. It burned her nostrils even when she wasn’t breathing. And if she did dare to inhale, it was the worst thing in the world. Like a family of skunks living in a dumpster who ate sewage for every meal. It made her brain want to shrivel up and disappear in a puff of smoke. It blocked out every conceivable thought she could have, save one.

Screw this game!

Gretchen smushed her mushy tush up against Sunset’s face, getting comfortable in her new chair. She started to relax again, only moving when her seat acted up. Then, and only then, would she deign to reach over and give Sunset’s wet crotch a firm grope. It always led to a muffled squeak and a ceasing of resistance, for a while.

It was hard to say the other members of Sunset’s party fared much better than her. Gilly found a marker, using to write on the backside of Flutters now dry diaper, no matter how much the girl whimpered in complaint. In big black letters the words SLUT FOR GRIFFONS was etched onto her rear. And since Flutters wouldn’t be able to remove that diaper without help, it was going to be branded on her for quite some time.

Her conquest marked, Gilly then slotted herself on top of Flutters. She rode her like a dog, humping her padding and squeezing her breasts when she felt like it. Flutters just snapped her eyes shut, like she was praying for it to be over quickly.

Beatrix had learned all ten rules to being Gabriella’s perfect little diaper slut, though she was still resisting all of them. As punishment for continually breaking rule five, Gabriella had stripped the mage of all her clothes, save her padding. That Gabriella had hoisted high in a wedge as she draped Beatrix over her lap. Spanking quickly ensued, loud smacks filling the cave. Beatrix’s squirming couldn’t save her, and soon she was in tears.

Sunset had no idea how many hours passed. It was impossible to tell time beneath Gretchen’s diaper. Seconds felt like months. When the squishy padding finally left her face, it felt like it had been eons. She gasped for her first clean breath of air, nearly choking on the wet diaper in her mouth in the process.

Gretchen yawned, and stretched. It looked like she was finally done with lazing about on top of Sunset. She through her file down, letting it impale the dirt. Her claws looked a lot sharper than they had been earlier.

Sunset could finally take in what had happened to her party members. It wasn’t pretty.

Beatrix had eventually messed her diaper, which Gabriella had been true to her word about not changing. The rebelliousness had largely faded from the girl, beaten out of her after hours of punishments. Her newest one seemed particularly cruel. Gabriella had hog-tied her, legs and arms bound up behind her back. She was suspended from the ceiling by a long rope that attached to her new binds. It allowed her brown diaper to sag heavily, but her breasts were dragged down further. Gabriella had attached painful looking clamps to the nipples. Each was connected to a short chain, barely an inch long. At the end of them, two orbs of metal rested. Weights, designed to make the clamps even more ache inducing than they already were.

Sunset shivered, thoughts consumed with how sore Beatrix’s boobs must’ve been. With a Thawck! a riding crop struck the side of her thigh, courtesy of Gabriella. Beatrix didn’t even flinch. Her head was lowered, messy hair obscuring her face.

Flutters wasn’t suffering like Beatrix was, but her situation wasn’t enviable. She’d been stripped too. Her clothes and her pouch of holding were a puddle on the floor. Only her misshapen diaper and cat ears had been allowed to stay. Across her yellow skin, writing covered her body, a product of Gilly’s marker. Things like GILLY’S PROPERTY covered her belly. SQUEEZE ME was written across Flutters’ boobs, with arrows pointing down to her nipples. NAUGHTY GIRL, SPANK ME, and STOP MEANS YES, among other classy phrases peppered the rest of her. Across the crotch of the diaper: WATCH ME FILL THIS UP! With a smiley face.

Hot tears had streamed down Flutters’ face, but it also looked like she had cried herself out long ago. Only red eyes and cheek rivers remained, though she did still sniffle.

Gilly had taken to teasing the girl, shoving what looked like a vibrating wand into her crotch, letting her squeal and whimper at the touch. Whenever it buzzed too long and looked like it might actually bring Flutters to an orgasm, Gilly pulled it away. She made sure to make a few teasing remarks whenever she did, as Flutters huffed and puffed through her nose, desperate to climax.

Sunset’s heart fell at the sight of them. Even though they only looked like people she knew, even though they were just NPCs, she hated watching them suffer. It was just pure cruelty what she was witnessing.

This… this can’t be our new life, she thought to herself in horror. Would every day be like this one? She’d rather die! She’d rather experience any of the other horrors this game had in store for her!

“Alright, one of you stop playing with your new toys and change me,” Gretchen barked. She pointed to Gabriella. “And get that bitch down from there. You know what happened to the last one you left strung up like that for too long.”

Gabriella rolled her eyes. “Fiiiine.” She grabbed the rope Beatrix was dangling on with one hand, slicing just above it with her talons. She lowered Beatrix onto the ground, the girl shaking like a leaf.

That left Gilly to be on changing duty. Grumbling, she gave Flutters a little spank on the diaper and crossed over to her sister. Sunset felt a flicker of hope. If they were both busy, maybe this was her chance to do something!

“Restrain them,” Gretchen barked at Gabriella, pointing to both Sunset and Flutters. Either she’d known what her captive had been thinking or she always took such preventative measures. Sunset was crestfallen either way.

“Mmmph!” she backed away as Gabriella approached. Unfortunately, there was no escape. Her leash was still on her, and the griffon happily took it, yanking her forward.

She made sure to put Flutters’ leash back on too, covering up the vulgar phrase Gilly had written on the girl’s neck. Flutters couldn’t even meet Sunset’s eyes the whole time. Gabriella dragged both of them over to Beatrix, and wrapped their ends of the leashes around a metal stake in the ground.

Before she left, she paused and gave Sunset a sadistic grin. “How’s the diaper taste, brat?”

“Mmmffff…” Sunset whimpered. She couldn’t taste anything. The rancorous stench of Gretchen’s diaper was still in the back of her nose, and it was all she could think about.

“Heh.” Gabriella put her palm to Sunset’s chin, and push up, forcing the girl’s teeth to gnash the wetting padding. When Sunset whined and whimpered until she let up. “Enjoy it while you can. Gretchen’s gonna swap it out for hers soon enough.”

Sunset’s eyes widened. Surely it was just a jest right? She cried a muffled whimper Gabriella’s way as the griffon sauntered off, cackling. Across the room, Gretchen had just finished her messy waddle over to the back of the carriage, which was being used as a makeshift changing table. The sagging, heavy load in her pamps had Sunset’s heartbeat quicken.

“H-Here,” Flutters whispered. Her fingers came up and pinched the diaper poking out of Sunset’s mouth. With none of the griffons watching them, it was possible for her to pull it free. When Sunset coughed and sputtered, Flutters shushed her.

“Thank you,” she rasped. Her eyes couldn’t resist looking at the naked girl’s body. All the words stared back. “Did she hurt you?”

“No, no,” Flutters insisted. “Only emotionally.”

That was a relief. Sunset turned to Beatrix, who hadn’t even looked up yet. She knelt down next to the girl, brushing hair out of her face. That finally got a reaction out of her; she flinched.

“Stop!” Beatrix whimpered, turning her head. It was too late, Sunset already saw her red, tearful eyes.

“Are you okay?”

“Obviously not!” Beatrix hissed. “The last thing I wanted was to become some monster’s plaything.” She practically spat the word. “Now thanks to your dumb quest, here I am!”

At least she still had some spitfire left in her. Sunset sighed. “I’m sorry. I promise, I’ll get you out of here.”

Beatrix just squirmed against her hog-tie. “Sure…”

Come on, Sunset wanted to say. Insult me or something. Declare yourself the Magnificent Beatrix and say you’ll be the one to save us all. At least then she would know Beatrix was genuinely doing okay. Her depressed state was awful in comparison.

“We need a plan,” Sunset said. She was still wearing her onesie, and had all the attack boosting power that came with it. If she could just get a weapon, any weapon, she might be able to take the griffons by surprise. Key word, might.

“What if we…” Flutters trailed off. Her eyes locked on to something across the room and she gasped. “Uh oh!”

Brow furrowing, Sunset followed her gaze. Movement caught her eyes. Flutters’ pouch of holding was moving, like something was inside. A white, fuzzy head poked out of the bag’s opening. It was Flutters’ rabbit. It sniffed the air, wiggling further out of the bag.

“Noooo!” Flutters whisper-hissed. “Angie, go! Back inside! Go!”

“What’s happening?” Sunset leaned over and whispered. After all this time, why was her rabbit suddenly coming out?

“It’s dinner time,” Flutters said. “B-But if she comes out now…”

“Well, well, well…” Gabriella’s hand was like a whip. She snatched Angie by the scruff of her neck, the rabbit squealing loudly. It kicked and squirmed as she held it up.

“No!” Flutters screamed.

Gabriella ignored her. “Hey girls, you’re gonna want to see this.”

“What?” Came Gilly’s nasally shout. She had a clothespin on her nose as she carried out Gretchen’s change.

“Dinner came to us tonight!” Gabriella turned, wiggling the rabbit to show her sisters.

“Oh. Neat.”

“Don’t you dare!” Flutters shouted. Her voice was so forceful that Sunset backed away from her.

Gabriella finally acknowledged her, turning with a smirk. She wiggled the rabbit tauntingly. “Aww, don’t want your little pet to get hurt? What’s a worthless sex slave like you going to do about it? Huh?”

Flutters outstretched her hands. Glittering yellow sparkles appeared, shimmering from her fingertips. It felt like the atmosphere of the room had changed. But Sunset had no idea why. Flutters had said herself she didn’t have any attacking magic or anything like that.

Suddenly, Gabbriella’s pants exploded. The diaper underneath had ballooned in size, tearing the denim apart as it expanded. Sunset’s eyes widened. It was Flutters’ defense buff.

“What the–?” Gabriella was completely in the dark. Her gait was forced apart, and she nearly tripped. Her claw let go, dropping Angie.

The rabbit landed on its feet, bounding out of Gabriella’s range before the griffon could recover. It ran to Flutters, squeaking in distress.

“No, Mommy’s okay,” Flutters said. Her nude, scrawled on body and leash begged to differ. “Just go! Run!”

Angie didn’t need to be told twice. The rabbit bolted, scampering towards the entrance of the cave and disappearing. Gabriella growled in annoyance, but her ire turned from the rabbit to the girl responsible in seconds.

“Those were my favorite jeans,” she hissed, toddling forward.

Flutters went stiff. She backed away, cowering suddenly. Without an animal to protect, her resolve was paper thin. “U-Uh… I’m sorry! I’ll buy you a new pair, just don’t–”

Gabriella bared her teeth, raising her claws. “Gilly’s too nice, y’know.” She pointed to the words marking Flutters’s body. “How about I carve those into your skin for her?” Her talons looked razor sharp.

“N-No, please!” Flutters cried. Sunset stepped in front of her shielding her with her body.

Before Gabriella could act, however, Angie came running back inside. The rabbit beelined for Flutters’ legs, cowering in fear more than it had when it was in the griffon’s clutches.

“A-Angie?” Flutters gasped. “I told you to run, what’s wrong?”

Sunset looked from the rabbit back to the entrance to the cave. Walking in slowly, lamplight from inside illuminating her, was a ruby red figure. Her gelatinous form jiggled in comparison to her controlled stride, her breasts doubly so. Her face was identical to Sunset’s and it was creased in a frown.

“Y-You?” Sunset gasped in surprise.

“Hey hey!” The slime girl dropped her more serious look in order to gush in Sunset’s direction. “Miss me, cutie?”

Oh god… Sunset had no idea whether to feel relieved or discouraged.

“This is griffon territory, slime,” Gabriella tutted.

“What’s that thing doing here?” Gretchen’s change was complete. She and Gilly flew over, landing in attack mode. Her newly sharpened claws shrieked as she dragged them against each other. “Unless you want to die, screw off.”

The slime girl turned back to them, cheery disposition dropping. “A little bunny told me there were some girls in trouble in here. I’m here to be their knight in gooey armor!”

“Piss off!” Beatrix screamed from the floor. “All of you monsters can just go to hell!”

“Cool it!” Sunset hissed at her. If the slime girl wasn’t just blowing smoke, they really shouldn’t chase her away.

Luckily, the slime girl didn’t react to the insult, instead glaring down the griffon trio with confidence. She raised her hand, beckoning them forward with her fingers.

“Oh I am too hungry for this garbage,” Gretchen grumbled. The promise of rabbit stew must’ve whetted her appetite. She looked particularly annoyed, but dismissive of the slime girl at the same time. She strode forward, claw raised.

“Hi-ya!” In one swift motion the slime girl’s arm shot forward like a jet of water. Gretchen’s torso was it, goopy red slime suddenly incasing her, pinning her arms to her side.

“What the–?” She stumbled back, falling on her freshly changed diaper with a crinkle.

Gabriella and Gilly wasted no time. Before the slime girl’s arm could return to its former state, they rushed her. Flutters covered her eyes, but Sunset didn’t even blink.

In one swift move, the still extended arm whipped around. It wrapped around Gilly like a lasso, before flinging her back. She spun rapidly, knocking into the slime drenched Gretchen and sending both of them to the ground.

Gabriella stabbed with her claws. In a vicious strike, she sank them into the slime girl’s breast. Globs of slime soared into the air, and fell to the dirt.

“Ha!” Gabriella said. But when she tried to pull her hand free, she found it stuck. The dispersed globs scurried back to the main body. The slime girl had taken no damage at all. “Aw crap.”

The slime girl hit her with another blast from her arm. Gabriella flew backwards, knocking into her sisters and rolling. All three were covered in slime, stuck together no matter how hard they tried to pull apart.

Gretchen wound up in the center, her face sandwiched between Gilly and Gabriella’s diapers. Their faces were buried into her padded crotch and rear respectively. Squirming, the sisters tried to free themselves, but all their limbs were caught up in goo. They could only offer muffled screams into each other's pampers. Fitting karma, as far as Sunset was concerned.

Beaming, the slime girl turned back to them. “And that’s how we do it in slime country, folks.”

“That…” Sunset just gawked. “That was incredible!”

Beatrix scoffed from the floor. “It was adequate.”

Flutters retrieved her rabbit, trying to calm the poor thing down after its second scare of the day. “You… You saved us.”

“Well I had to do something,” the slime girl said. “Once I saw your little rabbit run out all scared like, I said to myself ‘okay, no more watching from the sidelines, girlie. You gotta get in there’.”

Sunset blinked. “You… you were watching?”

“That whole time?!” Beatrix’s tone had a smidge of vindication tucked away under all that anger.

“Oh…” The slime girl’s grin dropped. She shuffled her feet nervously. “I-I mean… no. Only for a few minutes, after I decided to come back… I would’ve jumped in sooner, honest! It’s just that… hehehehe…” Sunset marveled at how something so red could still manage a visible blush.

You’ve got to be kidding me, she thought. Even if she had been staring for only a few minutes, she still sat by and let them all suffer their kinky tortures! And for what, a few minutes of being a horny witness?

“You…” Sunset winced as the slime girl retracted. She had to remind herself that they had all just been saved. “...Thank you… I guess.”

Another happy beam. “Well no problem! There was nothing to it, you know.”

No longer fearing retaliation, Sunset and Flutters undid their collars, dropping them to the floor. They also untied Beatrix, freeing her from the nipple clamps as well.

“Thank you,” the mage murmured as she brushed herself off. Her hefty diaper squished as she shuffled over to her clothes. She barely spared the slime girl a glance.

As her party members began dressing themselves, Sunset regarded the slime girl with a curious glance. “So… why did you come back, anyway?”

“Oh, yeah!” she prodded her index fingers together shyly. “Uh, well, you see… when I was running away I got to thinking. I’ve never met adventurers before who would’ve let me go like that. I think… maybe there’s something different about you.”

Technically there was, Sunset had to give the slime that much.

“S-So… I dunno… I realized it would be pretty lonely traveling with just the five of me,” she said, referring to her component slimes. “And I thought, what’s the harm of asking, so…”

She clapped her hands together, bowing her head. “Can I please join your party?”

“What?” Sunset was taken aback.

“Absolutely not!” Beatrix yelled, wiggling back into her pantyhose

The griffon sisters all murmured their own surprise from their gooey binds.

Sunset knew very little about this world, but this seemed like an aberration. A monster joining an adventurer’s party? This game did not seem ambitious enough to include an experimental mechanic like this; it was just a dumb diaper RPG for crying out loud!

“I know it seems weird, but…” The slime girl’s cheeks flared extra-red. “I just want to be around you some more. Y-You’re so pretty…”

Sunset held up her hands. “Uh… well…” Her instinct was to say ‘no’, but she forced herself to think about it. Looking at the griffon girls, she had to admit she was impressed. These were the strongest enemies her party had come across and they’d nearly been wiped out as a result. Yet this slime girl had handled them so easily. With that kind of power on the team, they might actually stand a chance against the actual bosses of this game…

“Okay,” she found herself saying. “Just, don’t make me regret it.”

“Yes!” The slime girl cheered. She grabbed Sunset in a sticky embrace. “Thank you, thank you, thank you!”

“Stop. Touching. Me.” Sunset’s eyelid twitched. Hugging human-shaped goo was not a great feeling.

The slime girl ignored her, nestling her face into Sunset’s breasts. It was enough to finally get Sunset to push her away.

“Oh, um… welcome to the party,” Flutters said. She finished squeezing herself back into her tight outfit, and let Angie the rabbit back into her pouch of holding. The marker’s writing she’d have to wash off when they were somewhere safer.

“No! No, no, no,” Beatrix yelled. “I veto this!”

“You’re outvoted.” Sunset took Flutters passive lack of resistance as a yes. It didn’t matter to her what Beatrix’s deal was about this, she needed to get home. If the slime girl helped with that, she didn’t care if it bothered her other team mate.

“Then I refuse! I’m out of the party!” She stamped her foot and crossed her arms. But a squish from her messy diaper made her shiver.

That was a bit of a problem. Beatrix was easily the most effective member of the party who wasn’t out to molest Sunset. She put her hand on the girl’s shoulder, hoping to make her see reason.

“Come on,” Sunset said. “She did save us. If you don’t want to end up another monster’s plaything, it’s probably best to have her on our side.”

Beatrix rolled Sunset’s hand off her shoulder. “I won’t work with monsters! They’re all scum, all of them. And I have principles, dammit!”

Do you though? “I’ll double your pay.”

Beatrix stiffened. The corner of her mouth twitched away from a frown for a second.

“Triple!” Sunset said.

Beatrix was shaking now. It was hard for her to say no. Almost impossible, in fact.

“I’ll quadruple it!” Sunset shouted.

“Okay, fine!” Beatrix yelled back. She turned, crossing her arms. “The stupid pile of goo can stay.”

“Hooray!” the slime girl chirped

Sunset breathed a sigh of relief. She was that much closer to getting home, now that she had a party that was looking fairly powerful. Now… how much do I owe Beatrix?

She left that to sort itself out later. For now, they needed to get out of Harpy’s Beak and find somewhere to change their diapers in peace. Sunset squirmed in her soggy padding. She felt a slight burn, and groaned in acknowledgement that she had a diaper rash. Beatrix definitely needed a change too; she was stinking up the whole cave.

“So, um, what do we call you?” Flutters asked of their new party member.

“Like a name?” the slime girl asked. “Gee, I’ve never had a thing like that before. Uh… I dunno. What do you think?”

“Ooh!’ Inspiration struck Flutters, and she turned to the other girls for approval. “How about Sunrise?”

“What?” Sunset deadpanned.

“Yeah!” Flutters was excited with her idea. “Cause she looks just like you, Sunset. So, you know. Sunrise, Sunset… It works!”

“I uh… I dunno about tha–”

“It’s perfect!” the slime girl said. “Just call me Sunrise, cutie.”

“Ugh.” Sunset deflated a bit.

“Outvoted?” Beatrix taunted her. There was no way she was going to come to Sunset’s aid on this.

“Shut up.”

Sunrise puffed out her generously sized chest, happy with her new name. Considering she had, eventually, done the right thing and saved their lives, Sunset could let her have this one.

“Okay, okay,” she said, trying to reassert her place as leader. “Now let’s get back to that inn before it gets too late.” It was actually probably well passed nighttime. Her tired eyelids wanted to droop closed.

“What about them?” Flutters asked, pointing down to the writhing griffon sisters.

“Death,” Beatrix declared, summoning her magic staff.

“No! No.” Sunset said. Beatrix did not need a taste for blood on top of everything else. “Let’s… turn them in for the reward.”

The promise of money was enough to grant the griffons a stay of execution. Sunset found her eyes falling on the carriage in the back of the cave, deciding to go one step further. “Actually, let’s just go ahead and finish up this side quest altogether.”