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Hey, guys! I'm on your device to bring you a new story!
Once again, we have Draxes, Chase's dragon, having a fun night, but this time, he and Dewey will be alone! What will happen between them? You'll have to continue to find out!


To understand the whole story, I recommend you first read:


1 - Com#59: Brother-bot.
2 - Com#61: The Tournament of Brothers.


(Clarification: All characters are adults.)




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“Are you all ready? Packed your clothes, spare underwear? Snacks? Anything you need to avoid coming back here?” Dewey said, looking rather restless and in a hurry to get his brothers out of the room. “Do you need diapers to sleep in?”


“Said the duck who sometimes wets the bed.” Louie answered his brother. “And we’re not going to camp, we’ll just be taking another room for the night.”


“You better think about whether YOU have everything you need. I know you did all this to get the room for tonight, but…” Huey said, worried that his brother couldn’t handle the situation on his own. “Are you sure you don’t want our help?”


“I’m perfectly fine!” Dewey said, taking Huey by the shoulders and pulling him close so they were face to face. “I just need you to take your cute baby butt somewhere else!”


What was it that had the blue duck so anxious? After the video game tournament where Draxes won for them, Dewey got a date with Draxes! Well, he told the dragon about "Dewey Dew-night!" where the duck broadcast live, managing to capture Draxes' interest and getting the dragon as a special guest.


Dewey had to pull a lot of strings and make a lot of promises to get the room so it was just him and Draxes. For Huey, Dewey had promised to be the practice baby for the Scout badge tests. For Louie, Dewey would give him three months of his allowance. Dewey convinced Webby to have a girls' sleepover with her friends. Mrs. Beakley made him promise that he wouldn't skate inside the mansion anymore. Uncle Donald will have a date with his girlfriend. His mother would probably be excitedly recording her son's broadcast. For McQuack, a grape soda. The hardest ones were Uncle Scrooge and Gyro, especially Gyro. After an hour of trying to be charming and crying, Dewey promised to act as a test subject for Gyro's inventions for a month. He'll have someone to test his inventions on without worrying about lawsuits, uncle Scrooge wouldn't have to pay for anything, and Dewey would have his night with the sexy dragon boy. Everyone wins! The room is completely Dewey's for one night!


Something vibrated on the blue duck's butt. It was his phone in his pocket. He hurried to check the text Draxes had sent him: "I'm leaving the house. Man, Boyd and Dad kept telling me how to behave. I'm flying, so I'll be there in 10."


"10 minutes!?" Dewey almost dropped his phone. "Get out!" The blue duck pushed his brothers out of the room and slammed the door on their butts, literally.


"OW!" They both groaned and rubbed their butts.


Dewey hurriedly threw things under the bed to clear space for the Dewey Dew-night stage, the curtains in the background depicting the city at night, the host's table, a comfy chair for Draxes, the large hanging poster, the "live band" that would occasionally play copyright-free music, and the camera connected to the computer.


"My outfit! I must look great for Draxes!" Dewey hurriedly undressed, throwing his usual clothes under the bed, opening the closet, and bending down to dig through his clothes.


Just then, someone held onto the window, sauntering into the room. "Hey! I told Boyd I could be there in less than 10 minutes." The dragon mused to himself, then looked around the room. Though his eyes lingered on Dewey, or rather, Dewey's jiggling butt covered by a pair of Twilight underoos. Draxes said nothing, not when this wonderful sight could be ruined with a word.


"The jock outfit is a pretty cool classic. On the other hand, DJ Daft Duck is kind of cool... but my face stays hidden." Dewey tossed the helmet back, not noticing Draxes catch it and put it on. "The gymnastics tights are tight, showing off my curves, especially my butt, but they always give me a natural wedgie when I move around a lot."


"That doesn't sound bad to me." Draxes said, his voice robotic as Daft Duck's helmet displayed a large thumbs-up heart emoji.


Dewey froze, slowly and deliberately turning his head over his shoulder. Even with his helmet on, it was clear it was Draxes. “EEP!” The duck jumped and tried to hide his underoos with his hands, his face turning red and his butt shaking in embarrassment. “How did you get in here?! How long have you been spying?!”


Draxes takes off his helmet. “I wasn’t spying, you invited me, remember?” The dragon sets the helmet aside. “You’ve got a nice stage set up here, although it looks like you need a dressing room.” He jokes, pointing at the duck’s underwear.


Dewey couldn’t hold it in any longer and did what he thought was the best option: he crawled into the closet, closed the door so his crush wouldn’t see him, and got dressed in the dark. “It’s not what you think! It’s just cool to be able to walk around in there in my underwear!”


The dragon considered this. “...I can't say I could do something like that, not with so many eyes at home.” It was one thing to be in his underwear in front of his brother, Boyd. But Gyro and Phenton were always around the lab, even the other robots and cameras. “Yeah, definitely not something I could do at home.”


Dewey had an idea, one that made his underoos feel tight. “You could, you know, do it tonight after the broadcast. Not that I'm interested in seeing you in your underwear! It's just us hanging out like two cool, confident boys!”


The dragon grinned. “Funny you should say that while hiding in a closet~”


“Who's hiding?!” Dewey came out of the closet. The duck was wearing a purple eye mask, a yellow T-shirt with an orange sunburst, black pants that were a bit too long, and a sailor hat. “I was just adjusting my outfit; my thousands of fans like it!”


“It's pretty remarkable.” Draxes glanced around the room, throwing his backpack onto the bed at the top of the triple bunk bed. “So, what are we supposed to do? Was it a quick interview about the video game tournament and then we'll play some games together?”


“That's right! But the games will have something special!” Dewey rubbed his hands together with a smile. “We could call it a surprise twist to make things more interesting!”


“Is it a punishment wheel?” The dragon guessed; the duck's dismayed face was the confirmation he needed. “Sure, it's not like I'm planning on losing.” The dragon sounded confident. “Do you already have the punishments planned, or are we going to post them live?”


The duck crossed his arms and looked away. “I've got the website for the roulette wheel ready. We can write things down and accept suggestions from viewers.”


“Sounds good to me!” Draxes jumped up and made himself comfortable on the armchair in front of the camera. “Do you need help setting something up? Maybe the computer programs.”


“Please, I'm a professional.” Dewey said as he gathered a pile of photographs. He always showed them as an introduction to his show. Programming a presentation that starts automatically or with a button? That's so nerdy and lacking personality! "3! 2! 1!"


Dewey turned on the feed and placed the photographs in front of the camera… without realizing they were embarrassing pictures: him dancing in his underoos, him in the shower with his wee wee covered in bubbles, him sleeping soundly in his pajamas hugging and kissing a teddy bear, and the last one showed him wetting the bed in the same pajamas.


When the photographs ran out, Dewey hurried to his seat, jumping over the desk and smiling at the camera. "Welcome to another night with Dewey!" He pressed a button to play recorded applause. "Tonight we have a very special guest! We have an awesome dragon boy with whom I won a video game tournament a week ago!" He omitted how his participation in said tournament went. “My partner and very good friend! Draxes the awesome dragon!” Dewey plays the applause again.


Draxes greets the camera with a confident smile. “I think you meant to introduce me as the true champion of the video game tournament! By pushing your cute little padded butt to the top… and the others too, but they’re not that important.”


Dewey’s face flushed for various reasons. “Whaaaat? I have no idea what you’re talking about. We both definitely did great the whole time!”


“You certainly were a great cheerleader.” The robotic dragon’s chest opened, revealing a small screen, but the image was really clear. It played a video of Dewey with a group of losers, dancing and cheering for Draxes while they wore oversized diapers. The dragon grins. “It’s my favorite video of entire my life.” His life started two months ago, so that’s not really saying much.


“GAAHHH! Don’t show that to the camera!” Dewey yelled, as if hundreds of videos like that didn’t already exist from the tournament spectators. “Ahh!” Dewey jumped over the desk, directly at the dragon, trying to cover the screen with his hands…


Which left they both in a somewhat compromising pose. Draxes sat with his legs spread, with Dewey kneeling between his legs, as if trying to do something on camera. Draxes and Dewey looked at each other, blushing slightly, then at the camera, and back at them. The duck stood up, walking slowly to his seat, while the dragon closed his legs and shifted slightly in his seat at the awkward scene.


“So! Besides my incredible talent and leadership in leading the cheerleaders…” Dewey refused to accept that humiliation, so they had to spin things and make it seem like something great! “…what did you think of your opponents in the tournament?”


Draxes thought silently for a few moments but just shrugged. “Most of them didn't impress me at all; I easily defeated them.” None of the participants were a match for the robotic dragon's strength. “I guess the only ones worth remembering were Team Heroes, mostly for humiliating my teammates and then for how I humiliated them. Oh! And they had diapers full of cum!” Draxes said with a laugh, still enjoying the videos from that day. “Although you s-”


“AND LET'S READ SOME COMMENTS!!” The duck yelled before his guest revealed more humiliating details. “Let's see what our thousands of viewers think!”


The thousands of viewers were actually just eight people watching the stream. Ignoring the comments about Dewey's wardrobe, the comments were:


Red_Scout: “Stay away from Draxes! You can't do that on camera!”


GreenRich: “I should have asked for double the room price.” “And stay away from my bed!”


Launchpaff: “Hey Dewey! You're in my little entertainment box!”


Unicorn_Ninja: “Defeat your enemies so they can't get back up!”


Golden_Boy: *Golden_Boy made a clip of the stream.*


Mom_Moon: “Okay, guys! The trophy comes to the winners!”


Silver_Boy: “Draxes! Behave yourself or I'll tell Dad!”


Both boys read the comments with a mix of expressions.


“First, Boyd! Aren't you supposed to be grounded for the fire?! Back to the spanking-room or get in your crib!” Draxes exclaimed to the camera.


Silver_Boy sent blushing emojis while Red_Scout tried to dig deeper into the crib issue, and others just laughed at the chat discussion.


Although the chat interactions were positive, Dewey was starting to feel ignored. “So!” The duck raised his voice, hoping his entire audience could hear him. “Draxes, you should know something! We didn't bring you here tonight just to talk! We're going to test your skills!” Dewey quickly grabbed his keytar (the guitar-shaped keyboard) and played a few strained notes of music. “Ready to hear the rules?”


“Huh… you mean the punishment wheel we talked about 5 minutes ago?” The dragon asked. “Because I already agreed to that, and I also said it sounded fun.”


Dewey leans closer and whispers to Draxes. “Act surprised for the camera.” He then clears his throat. “Yeah, well, they informed you backstage that you might be challenged to some games. But the surprise is that they're games with punishments for the loser!”


Draxes makes an exaggerated expression of surprise. “No! Seriously? I never would have guessed!” He seemed to be acting sarcastic and funny. The audience laughed.


The duck felt a pang as the boy he liked mocked him. “Let's just get this started…” Dewey patted his cheeks and turned to the camera. “We'll be doing a punishment roulette! So feel free to make suggestions! Just remember the platform's limits!”


Draxes pulled out his phone, searched for the site's app, and created an account. The robotic dragon read the rules, conditions, and regulations at hyperspeed while the duck directed the camera toward the 'live band' and played music while they took charge of the roulette wheel. The chat room proved creative with punishments despite fewer than 10 people watching.


“And that’s it!” Dewey took the camera and turned it to show the computer screen. “We have a roulette wheel with over 12 possible punishments! I don’t think we’ll see them all today, but it’s better to have too many than not enough!” Dewey turned the camera to show the roulette wheel.


Draxes finished setting up his account and walked over to look at the roulette wheel. Then he had an idea and smiled wickedly. “Let’s do this. Whoever loses the most games will have to go through these punishments tomorrow, off camera, but with photographic evidence.”


Dewey smiled excitedly. That meant they would spend time together the next day! “Sure! It’s a bet! Don’t change your mind and try to back out later!”


“Bets and promises are so important to me that I literally can’t go back on my word.” The robotic dragon said; his programming didn’t allow him to do such a thing.


“Then let’s go to the first game!” Dewey exclaimed excitedly, turning the camera back to point at a TV with a connected console and controllers. There were even some snacks and cans of energy drinks in a cooler. “The big fight begins!”


They both took their seats, and Dewey started bragging about the list of video games he had to play, not to mention that it’s a family account where other members’ games are shared. But Draxes didn’t need to know that! Now it’s just him and Dewey!


“I guess as the guest, I’ll pick the first game.” Draxes said with a grin. Before Dewey could respond, he was already scrolling through the list of games until he stopped on one. “Mortal Kombat! I’ve seen tons of that stuff! It’s brutal!” The dragon released a small flame, showing how excited he was to play.


“Sure, I can show you how to be truly cool with this.” Dewey said with a smug grin and selected Sub-Zero as his character. “Aren't I the coolest character? Huh? Huh? Huh?” The duck expected to see the chat fill with laughter at his pun. Instead, one of the viewers disconnected from the stream.


“Ohh, an ice cube dispenser! It's not like I have a built-in flamethrower!” The dragon said with a sharp-toothed grin. “But if we want this to be epic, we should bring in his eternal enemy!” He selected Scorpio to fight. The audience agreed with Draxes's choice and gave him their support.


A moderator even started a points bet; the bettors quickly pointed to Draxes as the winner, while Dewey only had 10 points, the minimum that can be bet and which can be recovered in one minute. But if Dewey wins, that person would take all the points! Winning a lot for risking nothing!


“Relax, I'll be gentle with you.” Dewey said as he wiggled his butt in his seat, a show of excitement he couldn't contain. Because this wasn't just a fight for the spectators' recognition, it was for the recognition of the sexy dragon boy and the possibility of seeing him in a position of submission and shame! The thought made Dewey's underwear feel tight! "3! 2! 1!" the duck counted in his excited voice.


The fight began in a forest whose trees had human faces and huge mouths. Dewey began mashing buttons to get Sub-Zero to attack Scorpio. But Draxes stepped back, blocked, and jumped over his enemy to test how his character moved, taking minimal damage. Then Draxes had Scorpio throw his chain kunai at Sub-Zero to pull him in and with an upward punch send him flying through the air, only to be met by a high kick from Sub-Zero! Repeating the combo would be easy, but it would be a dirty win, so Draxes launched normal attacks. Dewey tried to knock Sub-Zero back, but Scorpio caught him in midair, knocking him to the ground.


“NO!” Dewey screamed dramatically as Sub-Zero’s health bar hit 0, his character teetering in the middle of the screen, waiting for his death.


“Let’s see, this should work…” Draxes performed a Babality on Dewey’s character, turning him into a baby version, complete with a big diaper. “Wow! It works! Awesome!” The stream chat was filled with baby item emojis: diapers, bottles, pacifiers, etc.


“A Babality!?” Dewey always tried to do that when he won fights, but he repeatedly failed at the button sequence. And Draxes did it in his first game!


The dragon smirks. “You should stop being ‘soft’ and start playing seriously unless you want to lose the first game and get the first punishment.”


Dewey scowls, dramatically adjusting his seat and staring at the screen. “I’m going for it this time! So prepare for defeat!”


10 seconds later, a huge knockout flashed across the screen, and Scorpion turned Sub-Zero back into a baby, winning the fight fairly cleanly 2-0.


The controller fell from the duck’s hands, whose eyes were wide open. How could he have lost so spectacularly in such a short time? How!?


“And I think we all know what’s coming next.” Draxes said with a big smile and turned to the camera. “It’s! Roulette! Time!” He announced as if he were the host.


“Hey! That’s my line… although you can do it too, I guess.” Dewey said, mentally making a note of how to present the roulette wheel next time. “You’re a natural.”


“Thanks.” Draxes said, holding his vest like a fancy suit. “But that won’t stop you from having the first turn with the punishment wheel.”


The blue duck sighed slightly and headed to the computer. “Let’s see… capture window for broadcast…” He made the roulette wheel display large for the viewers. “All right, all right fans, we have the first spicy moment of the night! Let’s see what fate has in store for me to face! Because I will rise with glory!”


With a click, the digital roulette wheel began to spin so fast that the letters weren’t visible and the colors blended together. But within a few seconds, the speed slowed to a stop. An animation with confetti cannons announced the result. “Put on a white diaper and let the winner write and draw on your padded butt.”


Dewey's pupils shrank. “What?! Why something like that from the start?!”


“Maybe because we chose randomly.” Draxes pointed out. “If you put things on a roulette wheel, it's normal that you can't choose the order in which things come out.” He explained, even though that should be pretty obvious. “I'm glad this one's yours~”


Dewey blushed, not just out of embarrassment; he was also embarrassed by Draxes's words. The dragon didn't hold back when it came to complimenting the duck's butt. “I... huh... but diapers don't...” Dewey stammered, searching for an answer.


But before that, the boys were interrupted when someone knocked on the bedroom door. Draxes approached and opened the door, finding a service cart, but instead of food, it contained a pristine diaper and diaper-changing supplies.


“Oh! Look at that! Looks like someone wants to help us!” Draxes brought the service cart inside and looked at the camera. “Thanks to our anonymous helper for putting this duck in his place.”


Dewey frowned, imagining it was something his brothers had done. “Yeah, thanks… thank you very much.” He said through his teeth. Dewey sighed to calm himself. “Good! Not that it matters! A true dominant can wear diapers or do things like that without losing their dominance!” Dewey affirmed, trying to convince himself more than the others.


“Sure, whatever you say.” Draxes said and began unfolding the items in the cart.


It was a really complete diaper bag kit, a Paw Patrol mat, baby wipes, moisturizing baby oil, vanilla-scented powder, and most importantly, a big diaper that could comfortably hug a duck's bottom, along with a red marker.


Dewey lay down on the carpet and covered his eyes despite his earlier words, but his flushed cheeks were still captured on camera for the viewers.


GreenRich: “Come on, Dewey, show your face. You like the cameras.”


Red_Scout: “At least you can change your clothes after this. It's weird seeing you dressed like that.” The message was accompanied by emojis of blue pants and blue shirts.


Mom_Moon: Aww~ My little Turbo~ You look so adorable!”


Draxes unceremoniously slides Dewey's pants off, letting the viewers see the Twilight underoos Dewey was wearing. There was a lot of laughter in the chat. But the dragon wasn't going to wait for his prize, pulling off the duck's underoos! Now everyone could see Dewey's little wee wee as he turned bright red. But the most humiliating thing for Dewey was that he was hard! A micro erection caused by being so close to the sexy dragon like this! He was seeing everything! Again!


Draxes smiled, though his cheeks also blushed. "Are you that excited about being publicly diapered, or is it because of me that you're like this~?" Dewey smiled embarrassedly, trying to respond, but only managed to splutter as his body reacted by releasing a bit of precum. "I guess it's both." Draxes said, wanting to clean Dewey's wee wee, but with the slightest touch of the wet wipe...


Dewey's body began to shake, and his eyes met. "BLURRRGHHHHH!!" Dewey raised his hips and began ejaculating on the wet wipe in Draxes's hand.


"Again." Draxes wasn't surprised. "You did the same thing the times I changed your diapers during the tournament. Cleaning your hyperactive wee wee isn't easy."


The audience laughed, sending various signs of amusement, writing laughter, joking about Dewey's little vibrating bean, and there were donations to reproduce sounds, in this case, laughter from the audience. It was the first time people had donated here!


The dragon cleaned the duck with a smile. He tried to wipe the cum off the duck's yellow shirt, but the fabric had already absorbed the sticky substance. "You seem to have this stuck to you. Do you mind taking off your shirt? I'm sure you have plenty of others to wear."


“Y-Yes, D-Daddy…” Dewey stuttered his response, very focused on not erupting again. But being like this with Draxes and the camera was turning him on!


Draxes took Dewey's shirt, slipping it off and leaving the duck completely naked on the Paw Patrol mat. The dragon tossed the shirt to a corner and went back to the job of putting the duck in a diaper. They shouldn't keep the audience waiting!


Draxes slid the diaper under Dewey's bottom, then came the hard part: applying the baby oil. Draxes slid his fingers over Dewey's buttocks to cover all the tender flesh, making the duck squirm and ejaculate more, this time on his stomach. The dragon cleaned the duck again, sprinkled a generous amount of baby powder over the duck's bottom, and then closed the diaper, finally gluing the tapes shut.


And voila! A Dewey embarrassed and horny wearing a diaper! Ready for the cameras!


“All padded and cutie!” Draxes said with a smile, helping Dewey to his feet. The duck’s legs were shaking, and his flushed face had a nervous smile. “Now, how do you want to do this? Will you be on the floor wiggling your cute little butt like a dog? Or should we lift you up somewhere so your padded butt is at a better height?”


Dewey tried to close his legs, but the thickness of his diaper prevented him from doing so; he only managed to curl his knees inward. “Bed…” Maybe that way people wouldn’t see his face.


The dragon took the duck’s hand to guide him to the bed, like an older brother carrying his baby sibling for a nap. Only this would be more humiliating. Dewey leaned over the bed, elevating his butt while Draxes adjusted the camera for the broadcast, a good frame for the large blank canvas!


Draxes twirls the red marker between his fingers. “Time for punishment!” He uncaps the marker. “Let’s see~” The dragon started signing Dewey’s padded butt!


“Ahhhohhh~” Dewey’s eyes met with a trembling smile, a bit of drool dripping from his mouth. The duck had to bury his face in the bed to stifle his moans as the dragon marked his butt as if it were his own.


The robotic dragon made good use of all the space the duck’s padded ass offered, even taking suggestions from the audience. “Space for ren.” “Protection first.” “Mommy’s baby.” He also drew an airplane and some flowers.


Although it’s likely that Dewey and Draxes’s padded butt with the marker will be used as a template for memes. So the internet can write whatever it wants.


Dewey’s eyes fluttered, and he could feel his warm, sticky wee-wee. Despite the heat, he managed to speak clearly. “How long do I have to wear this diaper?”


“I don’t think we set a time limit.” Draxes said, thinking for a moment. “You can keep it on for the next game, and then you can go back to wearing underoos.” Dewey stood up, his legs wobbly and his cheeks red. He just nodded.


The boys returned to their seats, with Dewey making a loud crunch and a small cloud of dust coming out of his diaper. The audience started laughing as Dewey chose the next video game to compete in, trying to ignore his comfortably padded erection.


Next game! Guitar Hero!


Dewey took out the guitars and gave one to Draxes. “This is one of the best rhythm and music games around, you can even feel like a real rock star with these special controls.” Dewey put on the guitar and played a chord with the buttons.


Draxes adjusted the guitar. “Oh, yeah, because rockers always wear diapers to their concerts.” Draxes said with a smile and a wink, then pointed at Dewey’s diaper. “I can imagine. You were the biggest music star in kindergarten.”


“I would never put on a concert with stuffed animals while playing in my underwear!” The duck exclaimed.


“…I didn’t say that.” The dragon said, staring at the other boy.


Red_Scout: “But he’s done that a few times.”


Mom_Moon: “Aww~! My little rock star! I have to ask Donald if he has pictures of those moments.” She sent several heart-eye emojis.


GreenRich: “I have some videos of that to sell.”


Dewey selected a complex song, determined to win this time and show everyone how capable he is! “Are you ready for some music lessons?” These were his games, and he wouldn’t be publicly humiliated for it! “Don’t feel bad about missing a few notes.”


Draxes just smiled and waited for the game to begin. The split screen showed both players, the music playing, and colored arrows sliding across the screen. Both boys got off to a clean start, stringing together combos. But the audience was having a different kind of fun, watching Dewey sway his hips in his cute diaper with writing and drawings on it! It was fun to see the duck dance like that next to the dragon, who did look like a rock fanatic.


Oblivious to the audience's comments, Dewey began to sweat as the music accelerated, making it hard for him to keep up. Meanwhile, Draxes moved casually with a relaxed smile as his fingers moved with surgical precision.


"Have you played Guitar Hero before?" The duck questioned, trying to keep up with the increasingly chaotic rhythm. "Have you been practicing for today, to face me?"


"No, it's my first time playing this." The robotic dragon said with a smile. "This game is simply... easy, you just have to press the buttons in time." That was easy enough for someone with a powerful processor and semi-automatic movements.


Perhaps facing an advanced robot in a game like this wasn't the best idea.


Dewey did his best to keep up with the combos, but his fingers weren't fast enough, breaking the chain and starting to fall behind in the score. Dewey felt the weight of defeat creeping closer and closer. He squirmed under the pressure of playing on camera… and he also squirmed from another kind of pressure that was building. Dewey tried to close his legs, but the diaper prevented him from doing so.


Launchpaff: “Wow! Look at all those numbers! Red Boy is doing great!”


Unicorn_Ninja: “Draxes is doing excellent! He’s destroying Dewey!”


Red_Scout: “I’ve never seen the scores go up like that. He hasn’t missed a single note?”


Silver_Boy: “No, Draxes has been performing perfect combos from the start.”


The last notes arrived, and Draxes slid down on his knees, playing the last chords as if he were at a real concert. In contrast, Dewey remained mostly paralyzed; his fingers didn’t move, and the only sound he made was the **Psss** of his diaper being wet. The duck could only watch as his opponent got a perfect score!


“OH YEAH! TAKE THAT, BITCH!” Draxes unleashed a small burst of fire and didn't hesitate to put his name at the top of the scoreboard, desecrating and conquering the scoreboard that until then had only had Dewey's name on it.


Dewey stood there, his diaper written all over it, now with a yellow tinge hanging between his legs. "... ... ... I've never seen a perfect score in this game."


"I think you all know what that means!" The dragon looked at the camera with a grin. "It's! Roulette! Time!" he announced again, as if he were the host of the show.


He certainly had to take charge for a moment, grabbing Dewey and carrying him to the computer while the duck continued processing. Draxes spun the roulette wheel, and it stopped on a new punishment. "Take a picture of you in your underwear for social media."


"Look at that, well, at least you'll be wearing underwear again." Draxes said with a grin.


The punishment hit Dewey hard enough to snap him out of his shock. “WHAT?!” The duck’s cheeks flushed. “Urgh! That wasn’t supposed to be me!” Dewey said, frustrated, since he had set up the punishment for Draxes. It was a good excuse to see the dragon boy in his underwear and get a picture.


“Let’s see what we have to work with!” Draxes was already at the dresser, opening Dewey’s underwear drawer. “Wow! We have a colorful collection here!” He started rummaging through it.


“H-Hey! Don’t spy on my underwear!” Dewey said, his face red. But the duck did nothing to stop the dragon; he just watched that butt wiggle in a pair of loose black pants. Dewey could swear he saw a flash of pink peek through for a moment. “Bluuur~” Dewey was getting horny again, imagining the kinds of things Draxes might say to him while digging deep into his underwear.


“Oh! Oh! OH! You fucking must wear these!” Draxes said excitedly, pulling something special out of the drawer. A pair of baby-blue panties with pictures of pink teddy bears on them. The dragon could feel a hard-on in his pants just holding them. “How do you have something like this? Not that I’m complaining, I fucking want you in this!”


“WAHHH! DON’T SHOW THAT!!” Dewey ran as fast as his wet diaper would allow, wanting to hide the embarrassing underwear. “IT WAS A SILLY JOKE BY LOUIE! NO OTHER WAY I WOULD HAVE SOMETHING LIKE THAT! HE WAS AN IDIOT!”


GreenRich: “Guilty as charged. But no one forced you to keep that gift.”


Golden_Boy: “I'd like to see those panties, but on LOUIE instead.”


GreenRich: “Someone give this guy a permanent ban!!”


Draxes pouts as he sees Dewey searching for something else in his underwear drawer. It seems he should persuade the duck. “Come on, wear the panties… I can make it worth your while~” The dragon grinned as the duck stopped, though that didn't stop him from blushing. “I could… show you my underwear off camera, just for you~”


Dewey felt a spurt of cum staining the inside of his diaper. “Deal!” he said, unable to hide the excitement in his voice. The duck wasted no time on ceremony and ripped off his diaper in front of the camera, his small erection on display for a few seconds as he put on the blue panties with pink teddy bears. The panties were slightly tucked between Dewey's buttocks and his small erection was slightly noticeable.


The punishment was supposed to be taking a picture to post. But Draxes looked like a paparazzi, snapping several photos from different angles while Dewey, like a model, posed for him. The duck's cheeks were red with embarrassment, but his wee wee said, "The sexy dragon boy is appreciating everything! Let's show off!"


And there was some truth to that. Draxes felt something as he watched Dewey in the panties, wiggling that cute, plump butt. The robotic dragon's systems were revving up, the heat in its circuits rising, and his pants felt tight.


Dewey, covered in sweat, uploaded one of the photos Draxes had taken. One where Dewey was doing the splits, by which time a small precum stain had already formed on his underwear. Surely his eight followers would love it.


Draxes looked away, clearing his throat. "So... you have something to pause the stream so the audience doesn't leave?" He was going to keep his word.


"Oh, I have something awesome to show the audience!" Dewey typed on the computer and played a gif endlessly along with music. https://tenor.com/bFuMC.gif 


"I guess that'll do it." Draxes said with a slight blush on his cheeks as he fiddled with his pants. “You can only take a quick look, and you must promise not to tell ANYONE about this! Especially Boyd or my dad!”


“I promise~” Dewey said with an excited smile, his butt jiggling with excitement.


“You better…” Draxes said and, still quite embarrassed, dropped his pants, revealing his underwear. A pair of striking pink MLP panties! The bubblegum pink color was dotted with the Elements of Harmony and a rainbow over the crotch.


“P-Panties!?” Dewey’s eyes turned into hearts, and a shot of cum filled his own panties. “You’re so hot and sexy~” The duck bounced in excitement, his gaze fixed.


“D-don’t make fun of me.” Draxes said, trying to look tough despite the circumstances. “Real men can wear panties if they want… the same goes for pink… and pink goes well with red… and it's not like I wear panties all the time… although they're pretty comfortable and… AND YOU CAN'T TALK ABOUT THIS TO ANYONE!”


Dewey didn't respond; he was busy drooling and burning the image of the sexy dragon in his panties into his pupils. The duck would have many wet dreams after this.


Draxes didn't know what to think; a strange feeling was welling up in his chest. Why didn't it bother him that this hyperactive duck saw him in his underwear?


The dragon pulled up his pants, and Dewey dressed in his usual blue outfit. As much as Draxes would like it, Dewey wouldn't spend the night in his underwear in front of a camera. Before resuming the games, the boys took a look at Dewey's underwear post... over 200 comments, 300 shares, and 1,200 views! The numbers keep rising! It was Dewey's most popular post!


The show returned from the commercial break, with Dewey's face red with embarrassment. "And we're back to Dewey Dew-night, game night edition... yeah... game night..." Draxes gave him a few He patted the duck on the back to console him a little.


After the consolation, the dragon set out to find a new video game, thinking he'd find something easier so Dewey would have a small chance of challenging himself. "Oh, a racing game might be interesting to compete in next."


A smile spread across Dewey's face; he knew several shortcuts that would allow him to gain an advantage in the race, no matter which track Draxes chose. Without a doubt, this was his chance to win a game and make Draxes serve a punishment! “Okay, I hope you like Duck Raiders, the best racing game with over 20 characters and vehicles to choose from.” Dewey excitedly took the controller to select the character.


Draxes selected a dinosaur, who said, “I used to be a duck.” The dragon selected a large vehicle. “Do characters or cars have special abilities?”


“There’s only one difference in types: that Duck Dinosaur is a strength type, and there’s also speed and flight types. But the most notable thing about characters is when they attack others.” Dewey explained as he selected some sort of sea creature with a trident. “I’m not a duck.” she said firmly, crossing her arms. Dewey selected a small vehicle, but one with a drill on the front.


Draxes looked curious. “Can you go underwater or go through walls with that?”


“Not exactly.” The duck said with a smile and a determined look as the dragon selected the map, a desert with some ruins they would have to cross. “No more looking for tutorials or guides on the internet for this. We're playing here and now.”


The dragon looked offended. “I wasn't going to do any of that, in any of the games.”


Both boys clicked. The screen changed to show various segments of the race track, the spectators, the racers, and a group of bots positioned to fill the empty spots. Both characters performed a jumping animation, and the countdown began. “3! 2! 1! RUN!” All the characters accelerated in search of first place.


Things remained mostly even at the start, with the participants racing through a desert where large rock pillars rose randomly. Then they had to jump over a large cliff to reach some ruins. Dewey took the opportunity to do some flips in the air and gain additional acceleration.


“What? How did you do that?” Draxes asked as he tried to get through a sand waterfall. But his speed slowed considerably until he finally emerged.


“It’s just part of the game!” Dewey accelerated, taking another huge leap and landing at the entrance of an ancient temple, filled with statues, ramps, and boosters.


“I’m going to catch up!” Draxes said, trying to accelerate after seeing how Dewey had already gotten far ahead of him. But at least he knew how to do flips in the air to gain speed. “Isn’t there a button for turbo or throwing something at opponents?” One of the NPCs, ironically a red robot, reached Draxes and attacked him with a giant fist, causing the Duck-Dinosaur to lose all acceleration. “Ahh! But not like this!”


Dewey smiled, reaching the end of the temple where his character climbed onto a giant arrow. Pressing the buttons rapidly, he loaded the arrow and was launched quite far, just before the stadium where he completed the first lap. Draxes didn't know what to do with the giant arrow, so he didn't get very far.


The dragon looked annoyed, now using the tricks he learned on the first lap to close the gap between himself and Dewey. Draxes proved to be a good learner, getting dangerously close to Dewey. But the duck had saved one last trick for the decisive lap. And that was crashing through a statue in the ancient temple!


"What?!" The dragon was shocked as the statue fell apart and Dewey charged straight toward the giant arrows. "That must be cheating! You can't do that!"


"It's not cheating! That's the power of Strength-type characters!" Dewey said as he approached the finish line. "There are certain things they can destroy to access shortcuts, like barrels or small statues. It's not a trick! It's part of the game!"


The sea creature reached the finish line first, performing water tricks to celebrate his victory. Moments later, Dinosaur Duck arrived, taking second place. Draxes glared at the screen while Dewey danced around the room.


“Take that! In your face! I'm absolutely the best! I beat the video game champion!” Dewey said, dancing on his chair, shaking his butt at the camera with a smug grin. “My dear followers are surely impressed by my greatness!”


Draxes crosses his arms, pouting at Dewey's exaggerated celebration. “Dewey, I remind you, there are not only sore losers, there are also sore winners.”


Red_Scout: “I don't think it's right that you were so serious about it when it was his first time.”


Mom_moon: “Winners have no mercy! That's my Turbo!”


Dewey sticks out his tongue slightly and then turns to the camera. “And you know what this means! It's! Roulette! Time!” The duck announced to the viewers.


Dewey excitedly ran to the computer and spun the roulette wheel, hoping Draxes would get a big punishment! Something like what he's done or worse! Although fate didn't seem to hear his request. "Eat a spicy chili covered in chocolate."


"You've got to be kidding me!" Dewey slammed his fist on his desk, knocking over a can he had at his side. But the duck was focused on the roulette wheel. "Well, we don't have the chili, so we'll d-!" He was interrupted by a knock at the door.


Draxes opened the door and, just like before, there was a serving cart. The dragon lifted the tray, finding a couple of spicy chilies and a chocolate bar. "This is enough. I can melt the chocolate to cover the chili." Draxes said, picking up the plate.


"Who brings this stuff and how do they do it so fast?!" Dewey felt his chance was ruined. "Well, anyway, it might be fun to watch you run around begging for water." The duck returned to his guest, not noticing that the can he knocked over earlier had splattered his pants, soaking his crotch as if Dewey had had an accident.


Draxes demonstrated good control of his fire breath, carefully melting the chocolate to cover the chili. It almost looked appetizing, except that one bite would unleash hell in your mouth. Although the robotic dragon stuffed the whole thing into his mouth and began chewing it loudly on camera with a calm face, he then opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue to show that he had indeed eaten the chili.


GreenRich: “Does Draxes really have a sense of taste and stuff?”


Silver_Boy: “Our father is still developing a program for that, along with a functioning stomach so he doesn't just grind food and waste resources.”


Launchpaff: “Wow! The red boy ate the whole chili without breaking a sweat! My respects!”


Dewey looked annoyed. “You could have at least spit fire and pretended your mouth was burning, for show.” Immediately afterward, Draxes blows a large amount of fire on Dewey, the duck's clothes burn to ash, and he's left in his underwear again. Dewey blows a halo of smoke. "Let's go to the next game..."


"Let's do it." Draxes narrows his eyes. "And this time, there will be no mercy."


"You can select the next game. I need to get dressed... again." Dewey said, staggering toward his closet to avoid embarrassing himself on camera.


The robotic dragon chose to play Half-Life next, an zone where you find weapons, kill each other, and revive to do it again until time runs out. The weapons were quite unique, ensuring dynamic and fun combat. At least that's how it was for Draxes and the viewers of the stream.


Draxes kept killing Dewey! Once or twice a minute! The dragon was frantically collecting weapons and unloading them on the duck with the same speed! Grenades! Pistols! Machine guns! Laser beams! A bazooka! And alien weapons! Dewey was even chased to death by the tiny one-eyed bugs! They were everywhere!


“GWAAHHHH! Get those monstrosities off me!!” Dewey screamed, but he ended up dying anyway. His 50th death, and time ran out.


Unicorn_Ninja: “Total carnage and great weapons handling! It was really exciting!”


Golden_Boy: “Interesting items. Maybe I'll start a collection like that.”


Red_Scout: “50 deaths in 30 minutes? I should look into it, I think it's a record.”


Silver_Boy: “There are websites dedicated to collecting this kind of stuff.”


GeenRich: “It's a shame this case is going to be dismissed. To anyone who doesn't know Dewey, it would seem like he was deliberately trying to get killed to boost Draxes' numbers.”


“Shut up! Llewellyn! I'm the best!” The blue duck said, shifting in his seat. “It's not fair! I just had bad luck getting the weapons! That was it! If I had gotten something good, then things would have been a lot different!”


“You're talking about something like 1-49?” Draxes said with a smirk. “But let's leave those fantasies behind! Because it's time again! It's! Roulette! Time!”


The roulette wheel spun before expectant eyes, stopping at the next punishment. The dragon smiled excitedly while the duck gasped, his gaze fixed on the screen.


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“Ba-doom! Ba-doom!” Dewey said, pouting, as he shook his butt at the camera. This wouldn't be so bad if he weren't dressed like a baby! Baby blue booties, a small Barney the Dinosaur t-shirt, and a white diaper with Baby Shark pictures on it. “The best diapers for sleeping~! The best diapers for dancing~!” Dewey twirled with some difficulty, now shaking his fists in circles to the imaginary music. “Nice diapers for every occasion~! The best with distinction~! And that's why I show them off with great… devotion~!” The duck began to crawl in front of the camera.


“Hahahaha! Dressing up like a baby and acting like you're doing a diaper commercial! Now that's fun!” Draxes mocked, manipulating the camera to make sure this “commercial” came out well. “That's it! The camera loves you, baby!”


The sexy dragon boy's praise helped the duck a little, but that didn't stop him from feeling humiliated! “I'll win next time, and you'll be punished!”


GreenRich used his points to have a voice bot read his message: “Less complaining and more cute faces, baby. We could get some jobs doing real commercials for you. With more baby stuff, obviously.”


Dewey raised his middle finger to the camera. “Dream on! I'll win next!”


But in the next game, a platformer, Dewey lost again to Draxes' precise jumps, and with that, another punishment in front of the camera and the viewers.


“Double wedgie with double underwear!” Dewey grabbed some Paw Patrol underoos to wear along with the teddy bear panties. Of course, Draxes was happy to help with this punishment.


“YEEEEK!! WEDGIEEE! DOUBLE WEDGIEEE!” Dewey squealed as the underwear was pulled from the front and back at the same time. The robotic dragon showed no mercy either, pulling quite hard. “My butt splits and my wee wee is squashed!” The duck squealed in a high-pitched voice, his feet inches off the ground and a wall of cotton.


“Oh~ I love that your undies is stretchy and durable~” Draxes said, holding Dewey. “Tell me, does this feel like dental floss on your nether regions?” The dragon pulled the panties back, then the underoos forward, and repeated this with a good rhythm.


“EEK! OWW! EEK! OWW! YEEEK!” It wasn't the same as a squeaky wedgie, but the sting of the friction and the cotton going deep into his ass is quite similar.


Surely the audience would be taking several shots of Dewey's face making silly faces. Especially when the duck started wetting his panties, underoos, and pants. Dewey would be taking another break to change his clothes. Dewey promised himself he would win the next game and prove he's not a loser!


But that promise didn't last long. In a game of climbing, Draxes reached the top pretty quickly while Dewey stayed three-quarters of the way there. A new spin of the roulette wheel was made, sentencing the duck to yet another humiliating punishment.


After a little search in the closet, Dewey emerged with a new outfit. He was wearing bunny pajamas! The pajamas include a hood with bunny ears, are primarily baby blue with a white belly and trim at the ends, and even have a cotton tail! He looks so cute and ridiculous at the same time!


"YAY!" Draxes was ecstatic, wiggling his butt in excitement. "YOU'RE SO CUTIE!" Dewey blushed even more at his words, with a small erection.


Mom_Moon: "Aww~ My cute bunny~! Jump to the moon with Mom~!"


Red_Scout: “I'm surprised we not only kept those pajamas, but they also fit you.”


GreenRich: “A diaper commercial and a pajama commercial? Stonk!”


Launchpaff: “Oh! Is this a sleepover? I should get mine!”


Unicorn_Ninja: “The girls love the way you look, Dewey. Maybe you can wear the pajamas for Halloween or a costume party! I could be Alice and you could be the bunny.”


Golden_Boy: “Do the other Duck brothers have pajamas like that too?”


Silver_Boy: **Golden_Boy has been suspended for 5 minutes.** “I'm sorry for hacking the moderation system, but that guy was making me uncomfortable.”


Dewey's face turned red in the middle of the night. “No one better make clips of this for me!” After preparing himself for humiliation, the duck began his performance.


Dewey started jumping around the room while singing. "Hippity hippity hoppity hoppity~!" He approached Draxes and turned around, sticking his butt up. "My tail is fluffy…" Dewey made sure to wiggle his butt to wag his pajama tail.


Draxes could barely stop himself from giving that enormous butt a good smack.


Dewey jumped and twirled while shaking his head. "...and my ears are floopyty~!" He started walking.  “When singing and dancing, I can't stoppity~” Then Dewey approached Draxes. "Mr. Funny Bunny and his sweet boy~." He touched the dragon's nose. Dewey jumped around the room again. “Hoppity hoppity hippity hippity~”


After jumping, dancing, and singing for another two minutes, Dewey finished the song, collapsing on the floor with his butt in the air, panting and sweating slightly. "Ahh... Ahh... I'll never do... that again..." The duck promised.


Draxes, for his part, clapped his hands enthusiastically. "Bravo! Bravo! Wonderful! A true spectacle worthy of a theater!" He was sure to be happy, with a boner in his pants. He'd completely downloaded the video of this and keep it forever.


Dewey had to drink a whole pitcher of water to recover. A bathroom break later, they returned to their seats. "Let's see what you think of a game of football! Super Ducks Strikers, Champion Edition!" he announced, starting the game and switching on multiplayer. Dewey knew the characters, so he was confident of his victory.


Only Draxes looked at the characters' stats before selecting them, selecting forwards with excellent power and defenders with high defenses. The dragon played a complete passing game, causing Dewey to waste time chasing the ball. And when using special moves, Draxes pressed the buttons with precision, achieving maximum power, breaking through Dewey's defenses.


After finishing 3-0, the punishment roulette spun again for Dewey, giving him a fun punishment for Draxes, especially since it involved searching the duck's underwear.


Dewey stood in front of the camera, his cheeks glowing in anticipation of embarrassment. "My name is Dewey, and today I'm here to talk to you about... my underoos." The duck could see the chat room filling with laughter and emojis mocking him.


Draxes, standing next to the camera, gave the duck a thumbs-up. “You can do it~ Just pretend we’re alone~” He winked with a flirtatious smile to encourage the duck.


Dewey shuddered, feeling his whole body heat up, and a nervous smile formed on his face. He looked like he’d entered a lovelorn fog. “These are the first ones.” Dewey showed off some yellow underoos featuring the Paw Patrol pups. “I like how adorable the characters are, how everyone has a place on the team and specializes in something… And they’re pups, they’re just so cute!”


“Aww~ Does that mean you’d like to be a puppy~?” Draxes asked mischievously.


The duck’s legs twitched, with a slight nervous wiggle of his butt. “N-Next up… Care Bear underoos.” He showed off some soft pink underoos, dotted with the bears everywhere. “Bears are really cute, it's like a loving hug and… and real men can wear pink!”


Draxes looked away, knowing why he said that, so the dragon couldn't scoff.


“Finally, one of my personal favorites…” Dewey's face was red, pulling out a pair of MLP underoos. They were mint green, featuring Rainbow Dash and Fluttershy accompanied by butterflies and rainbows. “I don't care what anyone says! My Little Pony: Friendship Is Magic is a great show! It has so many songs for any occasion! There are so many characters and situations you can relate to! And they are the best two characters! Rainbow Dash is 20% cooler than the other ponies! Fluttershy is so sweet! She should get more of a spotlight! Her and the middle siblings!”


The chat filled with messages like: “Brony detected.” “Pony lover gone wild.” “So you sing MLP songs in the shower?” “How about a pony costume for next Halloween? Or would you rather be Spike?” They were having fun.


Draxes smiled, finding it amusing how Dewey so vehemently defended MLP… Maybe they could watch a marathon together after humiliating him some more. “Well, if you like that so much, find an MLP game for us to play.” He said sarcastically.


What had been a joke turned into the next competition between the boys. With a quick search, Dewey found a couple of games about colored ponies.


“They really exist…” Draxes said, surprised that they would play something like that. To keep things short, the dragon chose a spot-the-difference game. “Just for the record, your punishment won't be family-friendly just because this game is.”


“Big words for a red Spike.” The duck said, comparing the dragon to another dragon in the show. “Or better yet, you’re Garble! … The most forced redemption of all.”


“Sure…” The dragon wasn’t sure what Dewey was talking about, but he felt like he’d been given a spoiler. “Just look for the differences in the colored ponies.”


Dewey’s eyes widened, his pupils ready to analyze the images and find the differences. “You can’t beat me! I’m completely focused on this!”


But even then, the duck couldn’t overcome the robotic dragon’s dynamic vision and fast processing speed. Draxes found all 10 differences in 10 seconds, beating Dewey. The duck banged his head against the desk, feeling disappointed in himself.


Draxes grins, patting Dewey on the head. “Sorry, little brony. But you know what that means.” The dragon turns to the camera. “It’s! Roulette! Time!”


After spinning the punishment wheel for Dewey, another serving cart arrived at the door, this time carrying two things: a bottle of hot sauce and a bucket of ice. The punishment was: “Put hot sauce up your butt and ice up your wee wee.”


Dewey gulped, worried about what he should do. “Can’t I take another punishment?”


Draxes was rocking in a chair with a grin. “What does the audience think? Should we give Bluey another chance? Maybe two punishments instead?”


“We can run a poll for vote.” Dewey walked to the computer and created a poll where followers could vote. They could even spend their points to vote again. “Let’s give everyone a minute to vote.”


One minute was more than enough time for everyone to vote; no one spent their points. It was a near-unanimous victory for Dewey to receive two punishments instead of one. Dewey would receive a double punishment; his butt and his wee wee are safe, for now.


“Very well! You’ll see how a pro rises to a challenge!” Dewey said proudly.


Red_Scout: “You say that right after pleading to avoid a punishment.”


Dewey deleted the comment before going to the punishment wheel. “Like I was saying! Now I’ll do two punishments, but you’ll see how I can control whatever comes up!”


The first punishment: “Call someone randomly and try to flirt.”


Dewey's face flushed slightly. "Urg... I didn't think this was going to be me."


"So, you wanted to see me try to pick someone up?" Draxes scoffed. "Then give me your phone, I'll search your contacts to see who you're trying to pick up."


The duck hands his cell phone to the dragon. "Just don't call anyone in my family."


Draxes starts going through Dewey's cell phone until he finds someone. He presses the call button and throws it to the duck. "Let's see how you pick up, champ."


Meanwhile, Drake Mallard, better known as Darkwing Duck, was patrolling the streets looking for criminals to arrest. Currently, he was sitting on a balcony with a hamburger and fries. His impromptu dinner was interrupted by the ringing of his phone. The hero searched for napkins, only to realize he hadn't been given any, so he used his cape to wipe his hands and answer the call. “H-Hi! Drake speaking! Just a normal guy!”


(Of all people.) Dewey coughs, trying to change his voice. “Hey, that’s a pretty attractive voice. If I could see your face, would your face do it justice?”


On the other end of the line, Drake raises an eyebrow under his mask. “...Excuse me?” The hero scratches the back of his neck uncomfortably, looking around. Was this some kind of prank?


“Prank? Yeah, you could say I’ve been a very naughty boy~ And I need someone to punish me so I can learn how to behave~” Dewey tried to speak flirtatiously, without being distracted by Draxes, who was covering his mouth to contain his laughter. Dewey didn’t dare look at the chat comments.


“Look, I think you got the wrong number.” Drake said. The awkwardness was beginning to give way to anger. “This isn't a hotline for desperate, horny guy.”


Dewey gritted his teeth, trembling in place. “I-I'm not a desperate person! I have hundreds of admirers who would love to spank my ass!”


“And yet you're calling asking for it.” Drake said, rolling his eyes. “Maybe you should stop being locked in your room, masturbating in front of your computer, and go out and have real sex instead of getting your needs met over a phone call.”


Dewey was gritting his teeth. Was he seriously being called a desperate, horny loser? On his own show!? “At least I'm not a closet gay who can't bring himself to confess his feelings to his best friend who actually likes him!”


Darkwing Duck almost dropped his dinner when the words hit him, a red glow evident despite the darkness and the mask. “Wait! Dewey! Is that you!?”


“...” The younger duck cut the call, turned off his cell phone, and threw it out the window and into the mansion's garden. “Maybe I need a new number after this.”


“Hahahahahaha!!” Draxes fell to the ground, writhing with laughter now that it was safe. “Dude! That was the worst attempt at flirting I've ever seen! Hahahaha! That was fucking terrible!” The dragon had tears in his eyes. “Hahahaha!! I can't! I'm wet! It's too much!”


Dewey clenched his fists and teeth, his face red with a mixture of fury and embarrassment. “It's not like I was really trying! I wasn't going to flirt with just anyone because I'm so fabulous and awesome, and after that, I wouldn't be able to get him off me!” The duck points at the dragon. “If I flirted with you, you’d be all wet and sticky!”


Draxes sits on the ground, wiping a tear from his eye. “Oh, you’d really love for something like that to happen, wouldn’t you?” He got up from the ground, brushing the dust off his clothes.


Dewey frowns, rolls his knees inward, and shakes as if he needs to go to the bathroom. “I-I will! M-Maybe not today! But I assure you, it will happen sooner or later!”


Draxes watches Dewey, smiling at that promise. He was now mostly certain how fun it would be to play with the duck, in more ways than one. That promise could be fulfilled in a way, only with the dragon taking the reins and commanding!


“Good, good, cool your pony underoos~” Draxes jokes. “You still have one more punishment left! I want to see what it's going to be!” Draxes was getting horny.


Dewey was still pouting when he activated the punishment wheel again. The wheel spun, spun, spun until it stopped on a new punishment for the duck. “Spanking with a teddy bear.” Dewey's pupils shrank and his body stiffened.


Draxes looked over the duck's shoulder. “Using a teddy bear to spank? What kind of punishment is that supposed to be? It's still too soft for that.”


GreenRich used his points to have a bot read his message aloud: “So soft that Dewey can't stand cuddling with the teddy bear as the dominant.”


“That's not true!” Dewey screamed, his face red. Although a boner was trying to poke through his pants just thinking about the soft texture on his butt.


“Change your mind, I love that challenge!” Draxes said with a big smile after hearing the message and seeing Dewey’s reaction. “And luckily, we have a teddy bear right here.” The dragon walks toward the “band” to pick up the teddy bear in charge of “playing” the accordion. “This is considered kicking your boss’s ass, right?”


“Don’t put those ideas in his head!” Dewey said, sounding annoyed. But he couldn’t run away from the punishment anymore. What would his thousands of fans think? “Doesn’t matter, I can totally take a spanking, no matter what I wear.” He crosses his arms.


“So it’ll be 20 spankings, with a teddy bear and no pants.” Draxes announced with a smile. “After all, you’re a dominant man who can handle anything, right?”


Dewey gulped. Of course Draxes wants to spank his ass in his underwear.


Draxes sat on the bed, smiling as Dewey adjusted the camera so he could see it properly, though he wasn't keen on broadcasting his humiliation in HD. The duck walked on shaky legs toward the dragon, unaware that he was older, afraid, embarrassed, or the growing heat in his pants. Dewey lay back on Draxes's lap, trying to be comfortable and not think about the camera focusing on his ass.


Draxes smiled, holding the seat of Dewey's pants. "Your ass is going to be famous~" He said, then pulled the duck's pants down to his knees.


Dewey blushed deeply, aware of what the camera was now capturing. A pair of Care Bear underoos hugging his big, round ass.


“Look, Mr. Bear, more bears for you to become friends with.” Draxes said to the teddy bear and, as a joke, placed it on Dewey's butt, rubbing it lightly.


“Gyah~!” Dewey moaned loudly. He hurried to cover his mouth, but it was too late; his needy beta boy moan was heard by the camera and the sexy dragon.


Draxes stared at Dewey in astonishment; he hadn't expected a reaction like that. “...Ohhhh~” A wicked grin spread across the dragon's face. “So it's true, your tender, cute buttocks are your weak spot. Or rather, your pleasure spot~”


Dewey writhes in Draxes's lap, the humiliation enormous and crushing. But the heat down there was getting worse and worse. Is it because of the camera or the sexy dragon boy? Dewey was feeling so confused that he started to get dizzy.


The dragon pulled the teddy bear away and then brought it down hard against the duck's butt with a *poof* that was barely noticed by the camera. But it was like a dynamite detonator. "BLUUUURGHHHH!!" Dewey reared his head back, drool jumped from his mouth, his eyes crossed, and his hardened wee wee became wet. "OOHHHHHH~!" Dewey writhes in Draxes's lap, his butt bouncing for the camera. The dragon didn't wait for things to calm down before he landed another blow with the teddy bear. *poof*. "GYAAAHHHHHHH~!!" Dewey couldn't take any more of this. "WEE WEE BOOM BOOM! BOOM BOOM PEW PEW!!" The duck's little water gun shot out with such force that it filled the front of his underoos and then splattered the floor.


"Looks like the duck's overheated already~!" Draxes said, feeling his own wee wee a little wet. But nothing like what Dewey was doing. "But we're not done yet!"


Draxes continued spanking Dewey with the teddy bear. The cotton-stuffed animal certainly seemed to be dominating the duck. Dewey was babbling and moaning uncontrollably, and likewise, he was leaking cum onto the bedroom floor. Draxes had to use his tail and free hand to keep Dewey on his lap. Maybe he should have handcuffed the duck or something to control him. But fighting for control is also a turn-on and another way to show that he can control the duck.


Red_Scout: “I don't think this site allows this kind of stuff to be broadcast.”


GreenRich: “We've seen enough, why not just keep going until the end so we can laugh longer? Besides, there's all kinds of content on the internet.”


Launchpaff: “Dewey must have held it for a long time, he won't stop peeing.”


Unicorn_Ninja: “Violeta suggests that Dewey should get his glutes checked out; being stimulated like this to the point of orgasm is definitely a subject of medical study.”


Golden_Boy: “It's nice to have a place to watch someone bottom out, from the comfort of my home theater.” He accompanies the message with popcorn emojis.


Mom_Moon: **Mom_Moon has logged off.**


Silver_Boy: “Draxes. Be gentle with Dewey. At least turn off the camera if you're going to do that. Or at least ask him out before you put your hands on his ass.”


Red_Scout: “And put a towel or something down there! Do you know how hard it is to clean and get rid of the smell? It's bad enough when Dewey and Louie do that stuff once a day.”


GreenRich: “SHUT UP! You masturbate while reading your guidebook and no one says anything!”


Silver_Boy: “HUEY DOES WHAT WHILE HE'S DOING WHAT!? 0///o”


Red_Scout: “D-Don't listen to what he says! I swear it's not true!”


GreenRich: “Why do you think Huey always hides the guidebook in his hat? He doesn't want anyone touching his book and noticing the sticky pages!”


Golden_Boy: “Will there be livestreams of that too? I'm willing to pay large sums of money to fund the show.” Accompanied by money emojis.


Neither the duck nor the dragon paid attention to the discussions taking place in the chat; at the moment, it was just them, them, and the teddy bear in a game of dominance and constant pleasure for both of them. Perhaps there was a lot of humiliation for Dewey, but it was deeply buried in slime, cum, and a pleasure that turned his brain to mush until he could only beg Draxes for more. And of course, the dragon granted his pleas.


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“So, I think we got a little carried away,” Draxes said to the camera as he used a mop to clean the floor, which was once again free of cum.


The dragon also rubbed his butt as, off-camera, he received a punishment from the mansion's adults for being 'highly indecent and noisy.' But it wasn't his fault the mansion walls couldn't contain Dewey's moans! And about him…


“Everyone's looking at me~ Everyone loves me~ I'm the best duck~ I'm super duper awesome~”


Dewey babbled in his daydream. The duck was lying on the bed, staring into space, with a goofy, lovelorn grin, and a permanent pink color on his cheeks. Dewey was wearing a diaper containing the cum dripping from his wee wee, light blue Care Bear-shaped onesies with a hood, and a pacifier hanging off to the side.


Draxes couldn't help but smile. The dragon sat on the edge of the bed, picked Dewey up, sat him on his lap like a baby, and placed the pacifier in his hand. Draxes smiled at the camera. “Okay, time for baby to go to sleep, so that's all for today. But don't worry, Bluey Baby has punishments tomorrow, so keep an eye on our networks.” The robotic dragon took Dewey's hand, causing him to wave.


Once the broadcast concluded, Draxes placed Dewey back in bed, giving him the teddy bear so he'd have something to cuddle while he slept. Instead of sleeping, though, the duck rubbed himself against the stuffed animal in a kinky fantasy.


"Oh well, as long as he's happy." Draxes said, and decided to change for bed. First, he stripped down to his bubblegum-pink MLP panties, splattered with the Elements of Harmony and rainbow. There was a sizable sticky stain on the crotch, though. The dragon blushed. "I guess I got pretty excited today, too."


Draxes changed into new panties; these were baby blue with pictures of Spike on them. The dragon also took out his pink footed pajamas with a hood featuring a generic pony design. Draxes put away his wings and carefully slipped his tail through the flap of his butt. Draxes couldn't help but look at himself in the mirror, smile, and dance a little.


“No one outside of my family can know about this, no matter how many of Boyd’s secrets I have to use to get him to keep his beak shut~” Draxes turns to look at Dewey on the bed. “You, my little horny duck, will be my special exception~ And I’ll make sure to keep that cute beak of yours shut~” Draxes chuckles to himself.


The dragon crawled into the same bed as the duck, tossing the teddy bear away to take its place. Naturally, Dewey snuggled up against Draxes, his hips jiggling and his diaper rustling. Not that the robotic dragon minded; he’d just need to activate deep sleep mode to avoid being woken up during the night.


“Try to get some rest, Bluey, because you have several punishments tomorrow. And I plan to have a lot of fun with you, too~” Draxes said, kissing Dewey on the forehead before settling in. The robotic dragon hugged the horny duck before closing his eyes.


It was a good idea to put a diaper on Dewey, because Draxes's arms wouldn't let him escape until he woke up, which means 0 bathroom escapes. Although that might end up working against the dragon if the duck overflows the diaper.


Oh well, another excuse to spank Dewey's cute little butt.