*I appear hanging from your ceiling.* “Hello down there~! Did you think you were rid of me?”


“We’re here for another story commissioned by Chase!” *Lots of applause.* “This time we have the Duck Gang with Boyd and Chase’s OC, Draxes! This time this troublesome group has decided to take a little vacation at a hotel in the snowy mountains!” 

“Comment if someone has ever gotten snow in your pants!”


(Note: All characters in the story are adults.)




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The camera focuses on an attractive, warmly dressed sparrow man with a large hotel behind him and snow all around. “Isn’t snow fun? But unfortunately, there are many places where you never see it. But here at the Winter Breeze Hotel, it’s always winter.” The sparrow begins to walk, followed by the camera. “Our doors are always open to welcome everyone, no matter how far away they come from. We will always have a room for our dear guests.”


The camera pans, showing snow-capped mountains, a cable car leading to the summit, and then a snow-covered forest. “AHEM!” The sparrow steps in front of the camera with an annoyed expression for a moment before resuming his act. “As I was saying, here at the Winter Breeze Hotel, we have many activities to please all our guests, or should I say, our family.”


The cameraman notices some kind of plane flying low… the plane seemed to be getting closer. “Huh, sir…” The cameraman begins to back away.


The sparrow forced a smile and muttered, “Now’s not a good time.”


“B-But sir!” The cameraman saw the red plane getting closer and closer.


“Thanks for ruining the recording!” The sparrow yelled, unable to contain his frustration. “I don’t care if you want to go to the bathroom or argue about your salary again! This isn’t the time!” The sparrow looked annoyed. Meanwhile, the cameraman started running in desperation. “Come on! Go! I’m sure plenty of people will want to work with the great and famous C-”


The SunChaser crashed into the snow, leaving a huge trench behind. The big plane was losing speed, so it only pushed the sparrow hard upon impact.


“Gahhh-!” The sparrow landed in a snowdrift that cushioned his fall.


“We made it! We’ve crashed successfully!” Mcquack said proudly as he unbuckled his seatbelt and stood up from his pilot’s seat. “Everything alright back there?”


Draxes was digging his claws into the armrests of his seat, his eyes wide, feeling his pants get wet. "...good." He tried to raise his hands, but in doing so, he accidentally ripped off the armrests.


"Smile!" Webby exclaimed excitedly, camera in hand, snapping a picture of the startled dragon. "It's so much fun having more friends to share moments with! Also, I didn't know robots could wet their pants from fear."


"You should see him when he has accidents." Huey said, calmly getting out of his seat. Crashing into McQuack didn't scare him anymore. "He has a record for it."


"SHUT UP!" Draxes yelled, his anger outweighing his fear. He then pointed at Webby. "And don't even think about showing that picture to anyone! It doesn't matter that you're the first girl I've ever met." Draxes wasn't so intimidating with his wet pants.


“Don’t pay him too much attention, he gets grumpy when he’s embarrassed.” Boyd said with a grin. He looked much calmer than his brother. Though he did check his pants just in case. “Are we ready for this vacation? Being in the snow will be so much fun.”


“You can say that again.” Huey said with a grin, his Scout book in hand. “There are badges you can only get in places like this! We could make him c-!”


“NERD!” Dewey yelled from behind Huey, then pulled down his pants.


“EEP!” The red duck squealed and blushed as his Elmo and Friends underoos were exposed. “Dewey!” Huey exclaimed, trying to cover his front.


Louie was holding his cell phone, snapping a quick picture of Huey’s butt. Maybe he could sell it to Boyd later. “We’ve got the best angle of Huey.”


“Um…” Boyd raised a finger and opened his mouth to defend his friend. But his cheeks turned red and he backed down, thinking that Louie might have had a point.


“Enough Huey butt talk!” Dewey exclaimed, throwing his arms in the air. “Time to head to the hotel and start our snow adventure! Yaaaaaay!” The blue duck hurried to the airplane door and opened it… causing a shower of snow to fall on him, burying him.


“Whoa, whoa, whoa, slow down, little bluey.” McQuack said.


Draxes walked in front of the snowdrift, took a deep breath, and then unleashed a burst of flame that melted the snow and cleared a path out. “Are you okay, Bluey?”


Dewey stood up, wobbly a little, his clothes singed. “I’m… warm~” He said, giving a thumbs-up. His damaged pants fell down, revealing MLP underoos and a slight erection from being rescued by Draxes.


Webby snapped another picture of this moment. Then they all got off the plane and headed to the hotel. McQuack carried a stack of suitcases effortlessly until he sank into the snow.


The boys entered the hotel, taking in the lobby. Everything was designed to have that rustic look with a touch of elegant polish, prioritizing comfort and warmth for the guests. The two hot chocolate machines with marshmallow dispensers and the large fireplace in the waiting area are proof of that.


Dewey walked to the desk with a smile, as if it were a runway and he were a celebrated model. Similarly, the blue duck rested his arm on the desk and gave him a look, as if the employee had to acknowledge him. “I have a reservation.”


The receptionist raised an eyebrow, looking down at the duck in a dingy outfit who didn't seem to realize his sagging pants were revealing his pony underpants. “I highly doubt you can afford a reservation wearing that secondhand outfit.”


Those words were like arrows that struck a critical blow to Dewey's self-esteem; he shuddered, and his pants fell to the floor. The duck shuffled away from the desk, not bothering to pull up his pants. “...My clothes are still in style...”


Webby came over and patted Dewey on the back. “Don’t listen to him. I like all your clothes! Especially these adorable underoos with ponies! They’re really cute!”


Dewey gave Louie a high five, passing him the cane. The green duck approached the desk with a sharp look. “We have a reservation from our uncle, Scrooge McDuck.”


The receptionist’s eyes widened in shock; the name of the richest duck in the world seemed to ring like a cathedral full of bells. How could he forget that someone like that made a reservation just two days ago? “Of course, sir! It’ll only be a moment, sir!” The receptionist started typing like crazy, hoping he wouldn’t get fired after this.


Draxes watched the receptionist. “Damn, that guy looks like he’s about to take a huge dump.” He glanced at the other ducks. “The old guy’s really influential, isn’t he?”


“Draxes! Watch your tongue!” Boyd said, annoyed that his brother was so foul-mouthed.


The dragon put both hands behind his head, looking annoyed by his brother's scolding. "Or what? What are you supposed to do if I don't behave?"


"How about telling Mcquack to spank you again." Huey said, grinning.


Draxes tensed up and covered his butt with both hands and his tail. The memory of the spanking Mcquack gave him at the scout event still haunted Draxes.


Boyd smiled, making a mental note of this for the future. "And to answer your question, yes, Mr. Scrooge McDuck is very influential. He literally funds all of Dad's work, which includes your creation and our upkeep with the whole lab."


"And he also pays for damages when some invention goes evil..." Huey couldn't resist adding that piece of information. "But he's still an amazing scientist!"


Louie rejoined the group, carrying four keys. “Did someone book VIP rooms for a whole week?” The green duck practically sang.


“Huh? I thought Uncle Scrooge only booked two rooms, a regular one for Webby and a family room for the rest of us.” Huey said, finding something odd.


“Oh, my dear brother, do you really think Scrooge McDuck, the richest man in the world, would only book such simple rooms for his beloved nephews? Perhaps you're confused by the short notice.” Louie said with a wicked grin.


“…Ahh!” Webby gasped, recognizing that sly grin on the deceitful duck's face. “Did you trick the receptionist into getting more and better rooms?”


“Louie…” Huey said sternly, ready to scoop his brother onto his lap and spank him right there in the hotel lobby. “Do you know how much trouble you're going to get us into?”


Louie narrowed his eyes. “Only if you open your mouth and someone finds out.”


“Yeah, Huey, you better use your mouth for something else.” Dewey told his brother. “For example, you could use your mouth to make out with Boyd when you're alone in the room.”


Huey's face turned red. “W-What? I n-no… we're… Boyd is…” The red duck, quite literally, stammered, trying to find some kind of answer. It didn't help that Boyd looked away, blushing. So Huey hid behind his Scout guide.


“That's more like it.” Draxes took one of the keys, grabbing Dewey by the hip to pull him closer. “Hey~ Bluey~ How about we share a room again like last time~?”


“Hehehe~” Dewey giggled like a lovesick fool. “You’re so hot and sexy~”


Webby took a key. Although hotel locks wouldn’t stop Webby from paying a surprise visit to any of the guys at any time. Louie handed a key to Boyd so he could share a room with Huey. The parrot silently accepted this, without protest. Louie smiled, having a room to himself.


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After dropping off their bags, Mcquack started digging in the snow to clear the path for the SunChaser. Meanwhile, the group of young headed to the gondola.


“Time to hit the slopes!” Dewey shouted excitedly, raising his board above his head. “You can’t miss something as extreme as this when visiting the snow!”


Huey trailed behind his brother. “Just try not to fall flat on your face and slide all the way down.”


“Or slide with your legs spread wide, skimming across the snow and hitting your crotch on anything on the mountain.” Webby grinned, holding her own snowboard. “You also have to avoid hitting trees or making jumps that are too big.”


“You can’t scare us with something like that.” Draxes glared at Webby. “Boyd and I were built to handle things like this effortlessly.” Draxes flexed one arm while holding his own snowboard in the other. “I can even fly with my wings.”


“She’s not trying to scare you, she just likes to talk about possible scenarios.” Louie walked along, looking at his phone. “You’ll get used to it, it’s kind of fun sometimes.”


“Well, we can run multiple simulations of multiple scenarios in our heads with a pretty high degree of accuracy.” Boyd said, carrying a sled in one hand and a larger sled in the other. “We can talk about it while we go up.”


“Bro, don’t ruin my first snow vacation.” Draxes told the nerdy bird.


They all boarded the gondola, beginning their ascent to the top. Of course, they all pressed their faces against the glass to get a better view as they soared higher.


“Wow! Look up there! We’re so high up, people look like ants!” Louie exclaimed excitedly.


“Finally, you’re bigger than someone.” Dewey teased with a sly grin. “In every way you can think of, now or in the future.”


“Shut up, Dewford.” Louie said, his face flushed.


“Don’t worry, Louie, I’m sure your size is more normal than you think.” Webby said, trying to help. “Besides, you guys are practically the same size.”


“WHAT?!” Huey, Dewey, and Louie cover their crotches. “DON’T TALK ABOUT THAT STUFF SO OPENLY! AND I’M BIGGER!” The triplets exchange annoyed glances. “NO! I AM! I’M BIGGER! YOU’RE THE SMALLEST!” They point at each other. “STOP TALKING AT THE SAME TIME AS ME! ​​ARGHHHH!”


“Do they practice this stuff or is it natural?” Draxes was surprised by the synchronization.


“No, it’s just natural for them.” Boyd said with a small laugh. “You can tell they’re close.”


“They do that a lot, sometimes just to provoke each other.” Webby laughed too.


The group reached the top of one of the mountains. There were lookout points, rest areas to enjoy the views, and a path leading to private cabins. But the protagonists had other interests, approaching the slope and looking down.


“W-Wow, it’s taller than I thought.” Louie said with a bead of sweat. “And it’s not even the tallest mountain we could climb.”


“Ha-Ha-Ha! Are you scared?” Dewey said, his legs shaking.


“Relax, it’s supposed to be pretty safe.” Boyd said as he lowered the sleds.


“Supposed to?” The green duck didn’t like the sound of that.


Boyd smiled at Huey. “I can go in front if that makes you feel safer.”


Huey smiled back. “If it’s with you, I’ll be safe even if you’re behind me.” Both boys blushed, realizing how that sounded. Even so, they climbed on together.


Draxes and Webby stood at the edge with their snowboards, ready to go. Dewey and Louie looked nervous. “3… 2… 1… GO!” The boys launched themselves down. “GAAHHHHH!”


What no one seemed to notice was a sign covered by the snow that read: “Warning! Slope Under Construction! No Skiing! Danger of Accidents!”


“Yaaaay~!” Webby exclaimed as she glided down the slope with total confidence, leaning into turns for speed and carving like a pro.


“Lead the way to the skies!!” Draxes shouted, grabbing every little clump of snow he could find to propel himself, then using his wings and tail to perform multiple spins in the air like he was a character in Sonic Riders. “Big jumps are the best!”


“G-Great job!” Dewey said as he struggled to stay steady on his snowboard.


Normally, he wouldn't have a problem with something like this or he'd act cool no matter what. But now… he couldn't stop staring at Draxes! The sexy dragon boy sliding through the snow before his eyes was giving him a hard erection! The cold was helping a little, but it didn't let him move without the risk of a brush that could make him explode!


(Get a grip, Dewey! You're too cool to cum without using your hands! Just think of something that isn't sexy!) Dewey thought to himself, trying to stay steady. (What do people do when they're tense? … Oh! Right! Imagine someone in their underwear!) Dewey watched Draxes and imagined him in his underwear, in his case, pink MLP panties. “BLURRRRGUHHHHHHH!!!” The duck lost control as he shot copious amounts of cum into his pants. He picked the wrong person for that.


Filling his pants with cream and masturbating made Dewey lose control. Luckily, he didn't fall in the snow; instead, he landed on Louie and his sled. "Gahh! Dewey! What do you think you're doing?!" Louie yelled as he lost control of the sled.


The green duck tried to move his older brother, but Dewey's body had gone into a frenzy as he imagined Draxes in his underwear striking sexy poses. The sled hit small branches and stones on the path, causing both ducks to spin dangerously on the track. They even jumped, spinning in the air and somehow landing back on the sled, now with Louie on the bottom and a constantly ejaculating Dewey sitting on top of him, disastrously "driving" the sled.


"HELP ME!!" Louie screamed in terror, wetting his pants with fear. "I'm too young and hot to die! And I still have so much wealth to accumulate!"


Huey saw his brothers in trouble. “Those two, always getting into trouble.”


Boyd was behind him on the sled. “We should help them.” Boyd zoomed in to look further down the track, noticing fallen trees ahead. “And fast!”


“Alright! Hold on tight!” Huey leaned forward, increasing his speed until he caught up to the other sled, positioning himself behind them. “Think you can use your extendable arm to hold them?”


“That’s for sure!” Boyd wraps an arm around Huey’s body for a secure grip, trying to ignore their close proximity, as he aims with his free hand. “Aiming…fire!” The robot boy’s arm shoots out like a harpoon.


But a bump in the snow caused the sled to lurch, and Boyd's hand slammed into… Louie's butt. “GYEEEOHHHHH!” Louie's eyes rolled back as his little penis hardened against the wood. What little control he had on that sled was gone.


“B-Boyd!” Huey had mixed feelings seeing him grab his brother's butt.


“I-I didn't mean to! I swear!” The robot boy threw his arms up in the air as if to prove his innocence. But in doing so, he pulled on the other sled, lifting it into the air and pulling it dangerously toward them. “GAAHHHH!!” Boyd and Huey hugged each other in fear before being hit by Louie, Dewey, and a sled. The four of them tumbled down the mountain, creating a giant snowball.


Webby turned around, noticing the enormous snowball. “Oh no. Draxes! The boys are in trouble!” she warns the other boy.


“I can see that!” the robot dragon said, its infrared vision picking up the heat signatures of the others. “Snow can’t touch me!” The dragon inhaled, gathering a large amount of air… **Pow**… until a fallen tree branch hit it on the head for not looking ahead. “01010011 01101111 01111001 00100000 01110100 01100001 01101110 00100000 01110011 01100101 01111000 01111001 00100000 01100101 01101110 00100000 01100010 01110010 01100001 01100111 01100001 01110011 01111110” The robot boy began speaking in binary as he continued standing on the board, passing through the fallen trees in his path and leaving several silhouettes in his wake.


Webby avoided the obstacles while writing down the numbers Draxes called out. “I had no idea robots could get silly and babble! Learning is fun!”


Meanwhile, the giant snowball was like a pinball bouncing around, with the kids inside not knowing which way was up or down. The snowball eventually reached a ski ramp, but they jumped higher than any professional skier, almost disappearing into the sky.


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“Let’s try this again.” The sparrow from before was now wearing swim trunks next to a jacuzzi with the cameraman. “If the natural beauty of the snow doesn’t convince you, let me show you how here at the Winter Breeze Hotel, we offer truly pleasant warmth with our jacuzzis.” The sparrow was about to get into the hot water when…


A huge snowball fell into the jacuzzi, sending snow, water, and clothes flying everywhere.


The cameraman emerged from a snowdrift, noticing how the snow had melted in the jacuzzi, creating a cloud of steam. He had to clean the lens to see what had happened.


Louie's rear end was sticking out of a nearby snowdrift, covered by his green Paw Patrol underoos. These were turning yellow as he peed.


Huey and Boyd were floating on their backs in the jacuzzi, wearing pink Care Bear underoos and blue PJ Masks underoos, respectively. A little oil was leaking from Boyd's underoos.


Dewey had been launched into the air, crashing through the hotel dining room window and landing flat against the glass in front of several people. He was wearing pink MLP underoos with a tiny erection and cum leaking out. His derpy face was the icing on the cake.


Finally, there was Sparrow, soaking wet with his swimsuit around his ankles, leaving him naked in front of the camera. "EEEEK!" He desperately covers his small manhood. “Turn off the camera! TURN IT OFF!” The sparrow runs naked to turn off the camera.


Meanwhile, Webby and Draxes arrived at the foot of the mountain. Draxes was covered in twigs, with a nest on his head and his pupils like stars that kept changing color.


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After running in their underwear through the hotel hallways to their rooms, the boys rushed into their respective rooms. So rushed, in fact, that they entered right next to their roommate, Boyd with Huey and Dewey with Draxes.


“I-I’m sorry…” Boyd said, standing in the bathroom in just his undies, blushing.


“N-No, no, it’s okay…” Huey said, equally flushed and still fully clothed. “We need to take a bath… maybe we could both…” Huey fidgeted with his fingers shyly. “Taking a bath together, it’s not like it’s weird for two friends to do that, right?”


“Y-yeah! Taking a bath together isn’t like it’s a big deal, it’s even better for personal hygiene, we can wash each other’s backs, like friends.” Boyd said, doing his best to hide his nervousness. “So… we have to…” He looked down.


Both nerds blushed, grabbing the waistband of their underwear and slowly pulling it down while trying not to look at each other’s naked bodies… and failing miserably. Huey and Boyd had their little wee wees hard and erect. The dirty underwear is tossed into the hamper, and they get into the tub, back to back, but occasionally glancing at each other. Huey wonders if Boyd has certain… extra duties.


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“Are you just going to stand there, staring at me like a pervert?” Draxes said, blowing a little fire. Though he didn’t look intimidating wearing only pink MLP panties.


“N-no… I’m so… cool…” Dewey said, shuddering. Dewey’s MLP underoos weren’t just wet and sticky; they also had his small erection clearly visible. Seeing the dragon boy in his panties always turned him on so much, especially when Draxes wore sissy panties but acted like a total dominant. “A cool guy like me can bathe with cute guys all the time~”


Draxes narrows his eyes. “Oh, so you’re saying you might cheat on me or something?”


“NO! That’s not what I meant! If anything, they’d take me! N-No, I mean, it’s not like I’m some easy-to-do submissive! What I meant was that I… you… we… naked boys…” Dewey turned bright red, squirming, unsure if he was going to pee or ejaculate at the sight of Draxes like this. “I… I can… bathtub… uhhhhh~”


“Looks like you need me to put you in your place!” The dragon picked up the duck, carrying it like a doll, and sat on the toilet so he could place the duck on his lap. “You know, your underoos are cute, but I think they’d be better as a hat!” Draxes said with a grin, grabbing Dewey’s underwear and pulling it up as if it were nothing.


“NYAHHHH~!!” Dewey moaned as his pony underoos was shoved up his butt, over his head, and over his face! “Mhhhhpm~!” Dewey moaned in his new mask as his little wee wee filled his underoos with cum, splattering the bathroom floor. The duck was in a frenzy of pleasure, wiggling his wedge-shaped ass, wanting to feel Draxes's hand, and filling his nose with his musk.


"I love how easy it is to tease you~" Draxes said, excited by Dewey's reaction; he himself felt his panties getting sticky. "Now I want to see that cute little ass move and turn a nice red~" Draxes raised his hand and gave Dewey a good spanking, filling the bathroom with the sound of the slap mixed with Dewey's gagged moan. "Thanks for getting us a private room~" Draxes continued spanking, causing the horny duck to ejaculate small amounts.


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While his brothers shared the bathroom, Louie was alone in the tub, taking a bubble bath and playing with toy boats, imagining he was on a yacht with attractive men, swimsuit models. Well, at least he was taking advantage of having the room to himself.


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Finally, Webby was in her room, finishing up some research. “Okay, that’s it, now convert from binary to text and… done!” She had deciphered Draxes’s babbling. “Let’s see, the result is: ‘I’m so sexy in panties~’ …what?” Webby was surprised to read the result. “Could it be a translation error and Draxes meant his briefs?” Webby scratched her chin, suspicious. “Although Draxes is a robot, maybe he and Boyd…”


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Huey and Boyd emerged from the bathroom with towels wrapped around their waists and flushed faces. Neither could look the other in the eye. They even turned their backs to each other as they opened their suitcases to find their clothes. Boyd couldn't help but feel watched as he pulled out his Elmo and Friends underoos and slipped them on, adjusting them snugly over his butt.


Huey shivered, feeling like someone was staring at him, so he hurriedly put on his Care Bear underoos. "Eep!" Perhaps a little too much, he gave himself a wedgie, so he had to pull his underwear out of his crack. "We should hurry up and get dressed! There's still time to take advantage and play in the snow before it gets dark!"


Both nerds dressed in their winter clothes and left the room, noticing Louie outside Dewey and Draxes's room, banging impatiently on the door.


“Hey, Louie, what’s up? Did you mix up your suitcase with Dewey’s again?” Huey asked.


“How do they mix up their suitcases if they’re different colors?” Boyd questioned.


“Now we have suitcases that are our own color, but before, we all used old suitcases that Uncle Donald bought at garage sales.” Louie crossed his arms. “And the suitcase mix-up happened once because of Dewey! I swear he did it on purpose to hide the pull-ups at camp when we were kids!” The green duck grumbled.


“Okay…” Boyd didn’t quite understand, but he had an idea. “But what are you doing?”


Louie sighed but then smiled mischievously. “I want a snowball fight. You know I love surprising Dewey and getting snow in his pants. But I’ve been banging on the door for five minutes and I’m not even getting a response from them.”


“Maybe they finished their bath quickly and left.” Boyd suggested. “My brother usually takes short baths thanks to his synthetic scales.”


“The hard part is usually getting Dewey to bathe.” Huey joked, and both boys laughed.


“So, don’t you have something that would allow us to check if they’re still in the room?” Louie asked Boyd. “Show off those cool, high-tech gadgets you have.”


“I guess I could try something…” The robotic parrot extended his arm, and his hand began to transform into a parabolic microphone while a small speaker popped out of his free palm. “With this, we can listen to anything in the room.”


The older duck would normally say this was an invasion of privacy and a boring lecture. But he was excited to see Boyd’s skills. “Awesome! Is this also connected to some kind of sonar you have? You can focus it in a conical way or you d-”


Louie placed a hand on Huey’s beak. “Don’t turn a cool spy gadget into a boring science lesson.” Louie looked at Boyd and nodded.


Boyd turned on the device, immediately picking up sounds from deep within the room. “Ahh~! Ahh~! Gyaaahhhh~!!” Loud moans from Dewey could be heard along with the sound of spanking. “Harder~! Show this little duckling who’s in charge~!”


“Shut up! You little pervert! You think I don’t notice this turns you on!?” Draxes’ voice rang out, and the spanking grew louder. “Your pathetic penis sounds like a fire hose dripping with beta boy cum!”


“T-Turn it down!” Huey said, shaking Boyd. “Or turn it off! Turn it off!” His face couldn’t have been any redder. Hearing his brother’s moans was not his idea of ​​a vacation.


A few nearby doors opened and heads peeked out. People glared angrily at the group of young men who were apparently watching pornography in the middle of a hallway. Some threatened to call the hotel manager.


Louie gave a nervous smile and waved his hand, as if that would fix things. His small erection wasn't helping the group's image.


Boyd panicked as Huey shook him, trying to use his programs but accidentally clicking on the wrong one. Boyd's shoulders swiveled, revealing speakers and increasing the volume of the moans. Surely people upstairs or downstairs could hear the smacking and moaning.


“Haya!” Webby appeared with a flying kick, slamming Boyd into the wall at the far end of the hall, finally silencing the whining. Webby smoothed her hair and looked at the other two ducks. “What do you think you’re doing?”


“Louie was looking for Dewey…” Huey fidgeted with his fingers nervously. “We wanted to know if they were really there, but… well, you must have heard.”


Webby crossed her arms, giving the guys a serious look. “And was it really necessary to invade Dewey and Draxes’s privacy? Besides embarrassing them in the hall?”


Webby made Huey, Louie, and Boyd kneel while she scolded them, like a group of children being lectured by a mother or teacher. People walked by, saw this, and some laughed at the boys.


In the bathroom of the room, Draxes was already in the tub enjoying a bubble bath. “Huh? Dewey, did you hear something? I think I heard someone getting scolded.”


“Blahbu blauuhhhh~” Dewey drooled on the bathroom floor, surrounded by a puddle of cum. The duck had a red bottom, a micro-erection, and a goofy grin.


The dragon looked at the dazed, horny duck. “I guess I’ll have to give you a bath.” The naked dragon got out of the tub, scooped up the duck’s body, and put him in the bath with him. “Just don’t get cum all over the place when I rub you down there, or I’ll punish you.”


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After a bath and a scolding, the group left the hotel to play in the snow. “Let’s have a snowball fight!” Dewey shouted excitedly, his fists in the air.


“I’m always ready for a battle!” Webby mimicked him, equally excited.


Draxes grinned, revealing sharp teeth. “In pairs, or should we have a free-for-all?”


“I think you guys have been spending way too much time together.” Louie remarked sarcastically.


Dewey didn’t understand what he meant about his brother, but… “Bleh!” He stuck out his tongue and closed his eyes. “You’re just jealous because you don’t have anyone to share a room with.”


“You realize that could apply to Webby too?” The green duck pointed out.


“Let’s get on with the game before this conversation takes a turn for the worse.” Huey said, wanting to keep the peace. “We all have 10 minutes to get ready before we start.”


The six youngsters nodded and split up to build small barricades and prepare their ammunition. Some took this more seriously than others, though.


“I’m totally going to demolish this battle!” Dewey said, holding a large pile of snow as a barricade and a handful of snowballs ready to be thrown.


“I’m ready for battle!” Boyd said, with a beautifully sculpted circular wall of snow covering a wide area in front of him and a pile of snowballs beside him.


“That protection won’t do you much good!” Huey said excitedly. He had walls of snow blocking all his way, though with fewer balls than the others.


Louie was still making snowballs at a slow pace. “Say that again when you have a ton of snow in your pants, nerd. You’ll look like you’re wearing diapers.”


“That’s pretty delicious coming from the duck who had to model in diapers in a stadium in front of hundreds of people.” Huey said with a grin. Then his face was covered in snow.


“You ended up in diapers too!”


The three ducks and the parrot started throwing snowballs at each other. Most of the snowballs missed, but it was still great fun to see someone get hit occasionally. Although sometimes they hit someone who wasn’t playing.


And then Draxes arrived. The robotic dragon had stepped aside to prepare his ammunition and surprise the others. He didn't need a "damn defense" if he was going to take them all out first and win this war! And for that, Draxes made enormous snowballs! The size of bowling balls, compressed with his superhuman strength.


"Your little butts are mine!" Draxes yelled and started launching the snowballs like cannonballs at the others. Yeah, he wanted to win with all his might.


Louie leaned out to throw a snowball. But he was hit by one of Draxes's large snowballs, and his pathetic barricade and he were knocked down. The duck was buried in the snow, with only his legs sticking out.


"Wow! Look at the size of those balls!" Dewey said, impressed by Draxes's method.


"Draxes! You can't do that in a snowball fight!" Boyd told his brother.


"Eat my balls!" The dragon threw a large snowball at his brother. The parrot wasn't worried; the large snowball hit his barricade, which turned out to be made of rocks and branches covered in snow. "And you're accusing me of playing unfairly?!"


"It's called knowing how to build!" The robot parrot said. Then his right arm expanded and transformed into a kind of cannon, while his left arm expanded and transformed into a vacuum cleaner. "Now it's my turn to go on the offensive!" The vacuum cleaner sucked up the snowballs to load the cannon, and he began firing rapidly.


Draxes scrambled to hide behind a tree, while Huey ducked, taking cover behind his small, square barricade.


But Dewey didn't hide. He ran with snowballs in his hands, dodging Boyd's shots to circle around Boyd's barricade. "Don't think you can hit me! I dodge arrows at every ancient temple!" Dewey leaped, spinning in the air, and threw a snowball.


Boyd had to stop firing and jump aside to avoid it. But he resumed firing, focusing on Dewey as he danced to dodge.


Huey peeked out from his fort. "This is my chance." Huey stood up, a snowball in his hand, winking and sticking out his tongue as he aimed at Boyd.


Then a rope was cut, activating a makeshift catapult that launched several snowballs, the perfect arc for all the snow to fall like a torrential downpour, striking and burying the red duck in his square of snow until only his hat remained.


Webby watched through binoculars, a satisfied smile on his face. “Excellent! I was worried that with the rush, the catapult would fail.”


The robotic dragon's eyes protruded from his face like binoculars, observing the pink duck in the distance. “Now that must be cheating!” With its location located, the dragon formed a huge snowball and hurled it with superhuman strength.


But Webby saw this and quickly moved aside. The large snowball continued its trajectory, hitting the sparrow where he was trying to continue filming the commercial, striking him with such force that the man was buried in a mound of snow with his silhouette clearly visible.


No one paid any attention. Webby pulled out some sculpted ice sais! "Stain the mountain with blood and motor oil!" She runs with a war cry to confront the dragon.


Boyd and Dewey stopped their fight and turned their heads toward the armed girl. The parrot looks at the duck. "...Webby knows this is all a game, not a real war, right?"


"I... I hope so." Dewey said, knowing that Webby sometimes takes things very seriously. Dewey looks at Boyd. "By the way, that snow cannon on your arm..."


"Oh..." The robot parrot looks at its weapon. "I guess I've too e-gwah!" A snowball hits Boyd in the face, interrupting his thoughts. "Dewey!"


"I was just going to say it's pretty cool!" Dewey said with a big grin. "If you and Draxes have stuff like that, we should go to the fair by the beach! Oh! Beach! We should have a double date at the beach or something! I bet Draxes looks super hot in a swimsuit~!" The duck said, already with an erection in his pants.


Boyd had gotten up and brushed the snow off his face; he was liking the idea. But the mention of a double date made him blush and look away in embarrassment. "D-Double date? I... I don't know what you mean by that... Huey and I are just friends, really good friends."


"I never said you were going with Huey." Dewey said with a grin. Boyd blushed so much that steam began to rise from his head. So Dewey unzipped Boyd's pants and stuffed a good amount of snow inside! "This will help you cool down!"


"GYAAHHHHH! COLD!!" The temperature alerts filled the robot parrot's head, and he thought it would be a good idea to run around in circles and scoop the snow out of his ass with his bare hands.


"Don't let your wee wee get too cold!" Dewey said as he scooped up snow and ran to join the snowball fight raging between Draxes and Webby.


Speaking of them, Draxes was attacking with force, throwing snowballs the size of cannonballs. But Webby was very quick and agile, even in the snow, dodging while launching her own attacks. Draxes, however, had a flamethrower to melt the snow.


Then Dewey suddenly jumped onto the scene with snowballs in both hands. "The big star Dewey is here!" he shouted, ready to do something big and put on a show.


Then several snowballs from Webby hit Dewey, making him dance with the impacts. A final snowball struck Dewey in the groin, causing the duck to pull his knees together and fall. Then a burst of flame from Draxes completely engulfed Dewey, reducing the duck's clothes to ash, leaving him in a crater wearing only pink MLP underoos. The duck had a goofy grin on his face and started to get wet.


"Ahh! Dewey!?" Draxes was shocked to see that he had almost turned his boyfriend into an orange duck. He rushed over and peered down to check on Dewey. "Are you okay?"


Dewey stood up, a small flame in his hair. "Always~ Handsome~" Dewey said with a goofy grin and grabbed Draxes' nose. "Honk honk~"


The dragon smiled; he liked it when the cute blue duck acted like this. But that's why he let his guard down, not noticing the duck girl with the ice sais. **Zas!**


“Gaaahhh!” Draxes jumped in fright, checking his body for any injuries, then sighed in relief when he found nothing. “You missed it!” Draxes declared with a smug grin. Then all of Draxes's clothes exploded into tiny pieces like confetti, leaving the dragon dressed in orange panties with apples and Applejack on them. “GYEK!!” Draxes squealed in embarrassment, tried to cover himself, and smiled nervously.


“They are panties!” Webby said excitedly, realizing that the ‘secret message’ she had deciphered was correct. “Oh, those are MLP panties? Are you a fan of the show?”


Draxes gritted his teeth, feeling his face turn redder and redder. “That's none of your business!” The dragon used his tail to grab the duck boy's arm and hurriedly flew back to the hotel. He couldn't shake the feeling that everyone was staring at him.


"Hey! Don't be embarrassed! Dragons and ponies can be good friends!" Webby called out as she watched Draxes fly off. "You can be like Spike! I bet he'd wear panties too!" she said, trying to cheer up the embarrassed dragon.


Huey, Boyd, and Louie approached Webby, all three of them shivering from the cold after being buried in the snow or having their underwear filled with snow. "It's a good time to check out the other hotel facilities." Huey said, with a frozen snot running down his face.


"Sure, you guys look like you need some warmth," Webby said, throwing her sais, which stuck into a tree. "How about a visit to the hotel spa?"


The camera focuses and captures… Sparrow Man’s ass before he wraps a towel around his waist. “Boss, we don’t have much time.” The cameraman says.


“Give me a minute, I’m not going to be naked in front of the camera.” The sparrow says, finishing tying the towel, then turns around with a charming smile. “Let’s roll.”


The sparrow starts walking, followed by the camera, revealing massage rooms with candles in the background and shelves full of creams and lotions. “The Winter Breeze Hotel is equipped for more than just fun in the snow. Our warm spa will give you a relaxing session that will warm your bones. Massages, hot baths, saunas, bubble baths, and aromatherapy treatments~” Sparrow inhales deeply with a smile. “A truly relaxing, peaceful, and resp-”


“Kawabonga!!” Dewey bursts in shouting and running completely naked, carrying a bathrobe in his hand. “Last one to the hot tub is a bedwetting beta!”


Louie runs after him, still putting on his robe, so the camera gets a glimpse of everything the green duck had. “That totally fits your description! Pillow fucker!”


“I’m not losing!” Draxes flies past, completely naked and without his robe.


“H-Hey! Guys! Stop!” Huey runs, his red robe open, revealing a bit of himself as he chases after his brothers. “The sign said the spa was reserved for 30 minutes!” Though he kept running into the spa.


Boyd walks in with a smile, a towel around his waist, and carrying a pink towel for when Draxes realizes he has nothing to cover himself with.


After seeing several butts and penises, the camera focuses on the sparrow, whose face is red, his teeth clenched tightly, and a furious look in his eyes. “You damn brats!!”


“Ohhhh~” Dewey sighed with a look of pleasure as he stepped into a hot tub. “Awhhh~ Ohhh~ Hot springs are heaven~ I could stay here for hours~”


“This isn’t a hot spring, it’s a rock pool with hot water circulating through pipes.” Huey said as he carefully folded his robe before stepping into the water. “Ohhh~” He couldn’t help but smile. “Though this isn’t bad at all~”


“CANNON BALL!” Draxes yelled as he jumped into the pool, splashing water everywhere.


Boyd covered his face with one hand. “Draxes, don’t splash, this is a place for peace and quiet.” The parrot calmly entered, settled comfortably on the edge, and smiled.


Draxes combed his wet fur back. “Come on, there’s no one here, we should have some fun.”


“That’s because this place was supposed to be reserved for 30 minutes.” Huey pointed out. “Although I don’t see how anyone would book a spa, and why for such a short time.”


“Maybe someone with a lot of money and a very, very small penis.” Dewey joked and laughed. “Speaking of which, where did Louie go?” He looked around, noticing that one duck was missing.


Louie had separated from the group and gone into one of the massage rooms, smiling as he undressed and lay down on the massage table with a towel covering his butt. “A good massage from the strong hands of an attractive man~ How could I leave that for later~” The duck said, daydreaming about a possible happy ending.


Louie’s fantasy bubble burst when the door was suddenly flung open. A man who was a mountain of muscle and looked grumpy entered; he was so big he could barely fit through the doorway. “Massage.” The man had a very deep voice.


Louie swallowed hard, feeling like an ant in front of an elephant. This wasn’t the kind of happy-ending massage he was expecting. “I… I’ve changed my mind an—Blugh!”


The masseur held Louie like a rubber ducky, squeezing him. “Massage.”


The enormous man seemed to be playing with clay, making the duck’s bones crunch as it was squashed and molded into a ball. Then Louie was thrown forcefully onto the massage table, the masseur pulled out a rolling pin, and began stretching Louie like pizza dough. The masseur grabbed the duck, tossing it into the air so it crashed through the ceiling. Louie lay there for a few seconds before falling back onto the massage table. Finally, the masseur jumped and landed with his elbow on the duck, bending the massage table in the process. Louie lay unconscious and naked on the floor, with a yellow puddle beneath him.


---


Draxes reluctantly wrapped the pink towel around his waist, not noticing that his tail was in the way, exposing his butt. “Why are there pink towels in a men’s bathroom?”


“A better question: Why are you pretending that bothers you?” Huey said, looking at Draxes from the tub. “We already know you like pink… and wearing panties.”


The dragon looked away, embarrassed. “…screw you.” He headed toward a jacuzzi.


Dewey put on his robe to follow Draxes. “Wait for me! I think you look sexy in it!”


Boyd rolls his eyes. “Just ignore him, he’s in denial.” Boyd leans forward to be closer to Huey and whispers, “The truth is, he has a drawer full of sparkly panties, and I think I saw him hiding a biki!”


Draxes threw a bottle of bubble bath at his brother, hitting Boyd on the back of the head, causing him and Huey to end up kissing! Boyd and Huey were stunned into the kiss, their faces getting redder and redder as it went on. The fact that they were both naked didn’t help.




Draxes grins, eyeing a jacuzzi positioned near a huge glass window overlooking the snow-capped mountains. “I like this better.” The sun was setting, the sky was changing colors, and the snow was turning beautiful hues. “Oh yeah~” Draxes stepped into the jacuzzi; the water was warmer than in the bathtub, and there was a control panel on the side.


“I hope you don’t mind some company~” Dewey took off his robe, standing completely naked before Draxes, which made him hard. The duck slowly waded into the water, practically moaning with pleasure as he felt the comforting warmth envelop him.


Draxes smiled slightly, moving closer to Dewey and putting an arm around him to pull him closer. The duck turned bright red, but that didn’t stop him from getting comfortable.


“Someone’s pretty happy today.” Dewey said with a big grin. “Are you enjoying this vacation? The snowy mountains? …The big hot tubs?”


“Oh yeah, I love how I thought we were going to die to the point of wetting my pants, I love going down a mountain while repeatedly hitting my head, it was lovely when a crazy girl ripped my clothes in a public place to confirm I wear panties, and I love how my loose-mouthed brother tells others about my underwear.” Draxes said sarcastically, but with a gentle smile on his face. "...I don't understand, why do I still think all this is fun despite the humiliating moments?"


Dewey chuckled softly. "No idea, I'm not one to dwell on these things. But I'm glad you're enjoying this." The duck hugged the dragon, his butt swaying in the warm water. "And if it's any consolation, I think you look really sexy in those panties~" Dewey snuggled closer to Draxes with a flirty look.


"Oh, really?" The dragon grinned, reaching out to grab and squeeze the duck's bottom, making him moan softly. "Do you like imagining a Dom like me dressed as a femboy?" Draxes smiled with a commanding look. "Tell me, you little pervert, what do you imagine? What ridiculous outfits do you make me wear in your perverted dreams?"


"Ohhhhh~!" Dewey drools slightly as he gets a butt massage. “Maid outfit~ … Pink bikini~ … Cheerleader~ … blahhh~” Dewey rests his head on Draxes’ shoulder, feeling like he could just give in to the dragon. “…Bunny pajamas~”


“Wow, I didn’t know you had a thing for costumes.” Draxes laughs as his long tail twitches. “Keep talking~ Because then I’ll make you dress up in all that stuff~”


“Bluurghhhhhh~” Dewey had been ejaculating into the hot tub water. “Hot~ You’re so hot~ Moo moo~” The duck said, searching for a better foothold to get closer to the dragon’s lips. But as he did, his hand pressed against the control panel!


“Hehehe~ I think we could ha-Gyaahhhh!!” An unexpected jet of water hit Draxes in the most sensitive part of his ass. The naked dragon jumped in the air, clutching his ass, eyes wide with shock.


The duck was still in the water with a goofy grin and a vacant stare as he turned redder and redder, literally. Dewey finally snapped out of his reverie and noticed the water was boiling! “GAAAHHHHHH!!!” Dewey rushed out, starting to run and jump around while blowing on his body. “BURNS! BURNS! HOT! HOT!”


The jacuzzi was going crazy because they'd turned on the hydrotherapy and cranked up the temperature so much it was shaking as it bubbled.


And as if the world wanted to mock them, other hotel guests entered the spa after their reservation time had expired. They were surprised by the unusual sight of a naked dragon sobbing while rubbing his butt and a naked duck running in circles while blowing on his body. Of course, they laughed!


The laughter was so loud it could be heard on the other side of the wall, where Webby was getting a massage and pedicure at the same time. "Looks like the men are having a lot of fun over there." She said with a smile, thinking her friends were enjoying themselves.


Well, she was half right. Because there was still one more couple...


The sauna door was closed, but you could hear some heated conversation.


"Ahh~ There~ Keep going~ That's the place~" Boyd moaned. "Gyah~!"


"Ohhhh~ That's the point~!" Huey moaned loudly. “Smash that pleasure button~!”


“Ohh~ Am I doing it right?” Boyd continued moaning. “This sure feels good~! But it’s my first time giving a prost-!!” Wet sounds and muffled moans could be heard through the door for a few seconds.


“H-Huey…” Boyd sounded nervous. “Do you think you could use your…”


The lustful sounds stopped for a moment. “Boyd… do you think that’s a good idea?” There was a wet sound and a moan from Boyd. “I know I’m not big but… is your port compatible with my connector?” The embarrassed nerd questioned in the nerdiest way possible.


“I… huh…” The robot boy understood what the duck meant. “I don’t think I was designed for… nyah~!” He moaned as something wet made a sound.


“Let’s try switching roles…” Huey suggested, and Boyd gasped. “…let’s try this… just use your fingers a little more and then be gentle with your p-OOOHHHHHHHH~!!” Huey moaned loudly. There were wet sounds and something splashing against the wood. Boyd wasn’t speaking, but there were many moans from Huey and wet sounds. “OH BOYD~!!!”


The man who wanted to use the sauna slowly backed away from the room filled with moans, turned, and hurried to call some hotel staff to deal with this… peculiar situation. And demanded an armed housekeeper.


---


A terribly awkward and humiliating intervention by hotel security followed.


The guys were gathered in Dewey and Draxes's room, four of them looking so ashamed and hiding their faces, as if they hoped to disappear.


“What’s wrong with everyone?” Webby asked, noticing everyone.


“You don’t want to know, seriously.” Louie said while eating fries.


The group had huddled together and ordered a lot of room service. Because most of them didn’t dare go out or be seen after what happened at the spa.


“It’s a miracle we didn’t get kicked out of the hotel after what YOU guys did, you bunch of perverts.” Louie said with a grin, reveling in other people's troubles.


"SHUT UP!!!" Huey, Dewey, Draxes, and even Boyd threw pillows at Louie.


After burying Louie under a pile of pillows, the group tried to think of something else to do, preferably something that didn't involve leaving the room for now.


"Since it's late, how about we all watch a movie together?" Webby suggested. "We can put on our pajamas, throw down a bunch of pillows and blankets to get cozy, and eat while we enjoy a movie on the big flat screen."


"That sounds fun." Boyd said with a grin. "It'll help us relax."


"I... I don't know..." Draxes looked away, a slight blush rising to his cheeks.


Louie climbed out of the pillow pile. "What? Are you worried we'll see your pajamas?" He took a really hard hit from a pillow by Draxes, crashing into the wall.


"Wait, was that really it?" Huey couldn't help but grin, finding this amusing.


"It's Boyd's fault!" the dragon exclaimed, pointing at his brother.


“It’s your fault for not finishing packing your suitcase.” The parrot said, rolling his eyes but then smiling. “If you want to leave your embarrassing things at home, pack your own bags.”


“I want to see!” Dewey said, doing a cute little dance with excitement.


Draxes crossed his arms in annoyance and pouted. “No way, not in a million years, never.” But a scene later, Draxes was dressed in yellow pajamas that included a hood with bunny ears. “I hate you all.”


“Come on, don’t be such a grumpy bunny.” Boyd tried to comfort his brother. “Besides, we agreed to wear these.” Boyd pointed to his pajamas, which looked like an orange cat, with a hood with ears and a tail attached to the rear flap.


“I didn’t agree to these!” Louie yelled, dressed in chicken pajamas. But on top of that, he was forced to wear a diaper. “Why do I have to wear this?! Dewey’s the one who wets the bed!”


“Hey! I don’t do that anymore!” Dewey said, stomping his feet, wearing his cow pajamas. The hood even had udders and little horns. “...every night.” He muttered.


“Come on, are we really going to argue about embarrassing pajamas with everyone wearing this stuff?” Huey said, trying to be the voice of reason. Although Huey was dressed in red dinosaur pajamas, he looked like a red Barney with a tail problem. “It’s a ridiculous situation we’re all in.”


“Then wear diapers too!” the green duck said, annoyed. “And Webby looks good!”


The duck girl was wearing lavender pajama pants and a pink cotton T-shirt with a daisy on it. Webby shrugged. “I don’t have pajamas like that.” Who would have thought the only girl would also be the only one with mature tastes?


After that, everyone got comfortable. Of course, Draxes and Dewey sleep together, while Boyd and Huey do the same.


"I'm sure our new friend will enjoy this movie." Webby said, holding the remote and starting the movie on the big TV. It was... My Little Pony: The Movie.


“Are you serious?” Draxes said, grimacing. “Don’t make fun of me.”


“I’m with the dragon here.” Louie remarked. His idea of ​​fun doesn’t involve colorful ponies and princesses. “Couldn’t we watch something about zombies or something?”


“Actually, this movie has good reviews…” Boyd said, scanning published reviews of the film. “And they’re pretty well-written for just kids.”


Louie rolled his eyes. “Tell me one interesting thing about this pony movie.”


“Flying pirates who do a musical, and there’s also a very charismatic and flirtatious feline who’s a trickster. Plus, a world expansion.” Webby listed.


“…maybe it won’t be so bad.” The boys couldn’t hide their interest.


The group started watching the movie, and contrary to their initial thoughts, they quite enjoyed it. Especially Dewey, who adores musicals, couldn't stop wagging his butt excitedly as he hummed along to the songs with the characters.


The blue duck fondly remembered the time he led a group of sky pirates and got to put on a real musical. Those were the good old days with music and dancing.


Draxes couldn't keep up his tough-guy act, watching with great excitement as the group of ponies and dragon explored places they'd never seen before, wagging his ass. Draxes couldn't wait to get home and get some stuff from his new favorite movie.


Huey and Boyd were curious about how the world of colorful ponies was much bigger than they'd imagined, with several other animals. Although it was odd that there were anthropomorphic cats when one of the ponies had a pet cat. It required some completely unnecessary research by two nerds with nothing better to do.


Speaking of felines, Louie ended up with a crush on Capper. The cat was charming, with a tongue like silk and a magnetism that gave the duck an erection.


Webby, who came up with the idea, well… she enjoyed seeing Spike used as a flamethrower. They finally took advantage of that little dragon's ability, unlike at the beginning of the show.




All the boys ended up sleeping in the same room, most of them scattered on the floor hugging pillows and covered with blankets. And, as expected, there were a few pranks among them as they drifted off to sleep.


Louie had his hand in water, making his diaper quite wet. Huey had his face painted with marker, eyes on his eyelids, spirals on his cheeks, a third eye on his forehead, and rather large eyebrows. Dewey had several strands of hair tied up with small pink bows all over his head, although he had wet his pajamas and a little bit of the bed where he had slept. Boyd had been changed while he was asleep and spent the night in a baby blue diaper, with a hat and a pacifier in his mouth. Finally, Webby gave Draxes a manicure and painted his nails several bright colors with some of his cutie marks. Webby took some pictures before retiring to her room to sleep peacefully.


And the next morning…


“AAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!” The boys’ screams practically shook the hotel. Everyone scrambled to repair the damage caused by last night’s antics. But the chaos that was the room echoed throughout the floor, disturbing other guests.


Dewey stepped out of the elevator, still adjusting the feathers in his hair. “Don’t let anyone have a picture of me from last night! The world can’t see this handsome boy like that!”


“Just shut up.” Louie said, his face still red. “No one will speak of last night, ever.”


“Fucking fine.” Draxes said, still filing his claws to make sure he didn’t leave any trace of color. “Seriously, that was going too far.”


“We’d better forget all about it with a good breakfast.” Boyd suggested.


“Right, there’s a breakfast buffet, so we can have a nice, balanced breakfast.” Huey said, while looking over the small menu in the room.


“Nothing’s more balanced than a good giant tower of waffles with rivers of honey dripping down the four sides, a mountain of whipped cream, chocolate sprinkles, and a strawberry decorating the top~” Dewey said, drooling slightly and rubbing his stomach.


“Dewey, you don’t want to get sick on our second day here.” Boyd said, worried about his friend’s health. “You might want to moderate your eating a bit, especially with all the activities you’re always doing.”


“That’s the secret, Dewey’s so hyperactive that he burns it all off, letting it accumulate in his butt.” Louie said and ran off. Dewey started running after him to punish him.


Meanwhile, in the hotel restaurant, the blue sparrow smiled at the camera, placing a napkin on his lap as a waiter placed an omelet in front of him while another waiter poured freshly brewed coffee into a cup. The sparrow picks up his coffee cup with a grin. “Here, at the hote-”


“Gahh!” Louie darts away, scurrying under the table and darting out the other side.


“Get back here!” Dewey was much more direct, shoving the table! “You think my butt is big? Let’s see how big it is when I squash you and sit on you!”


“Gahhh!” The sparrow screamed as the boiling coffee spilled all over his pants while the omelet was squashed against his chest, soaking into his shirt. “HOT! WATER! WATER!” One of the waiters grabbed the first thing he could find, tossing a glass of orange juice into the sparrow’s crotch. “EEEP! COLD! Why do they serve cold juice in a hotel in the middle of the snow?!” the annoyed man yelled, his pants soaked and his shirt a mess.


Louie managed to reach Webby's table, using her as a shield to keep Dewey away long enough for the others to arrive. Huey and Boyd calmed the situation so everyone could have breakfast.


As expected with a group of young people, the table was piled high with different dishes, far too much for just six people. While the group enjoyed a lavish breakfast, they began discussing what they could do afterward.


“What should we do next?” Huey asked. “We could check the list of activities available at the hotel or explore what nature pu-”


Dewey slammed his hands on the table, standing up and grinning, his face covered in honey. “Let’s go back up the mountain! This time I’m going to master snowboarding like the best of them!”


“Ugh. No thanks.” Louie leaned back in his chair. “I’d rather give the spa another try, hoping I don’t see that bodybuilder again.”


“I’d like to play in the snow.” Boyd said with an adorable grin, swinging his feet. “We could make snowmen in our likeness or sculptures.”


“I think I prefer Dewey’s idea of ​​playing in the snow, getting it in someone else’s pants and laughing.” Draxes said with a toothy grin.


“Well, we have plenty of time to try all those things.” Webby said with an excited smile. “Oh! We could go ice skating!” She jumped up from her seat, determined, and was already walking away. “I’ll go get my skates from the room!”


“Hey! We didn’t… she’s already gone.” Louie sighed, stirring his mug of hot chocolate with mini marshmallows. “I guess we could—”


“There they are!!”


The three ducks, the parrot, and the dragon turned their heads at the shout.


The blue sparrow, who had been suffering all this time because of the boys, came over, looking very annoyed. He was also accompanied by his cameraman, the hotel receptionist, a man who looked like a janitor, the masseur with a bodybuilder’s physique, and a security guard; almost all of them looked annoyed.


“Louie, what did you try to take? Dewey, what did you break?” Huey asked his brothers.


“Don’t just assume it’s our fault.” Dewey said, sounding offended. But also trying to think if he'd broken anything important recently. "Huh…"


"Play innocent, they need proof it was us." Louie muttered to the group, preparing to change the subject or try to counter their arguments.


"It's probably a misunderstanding," Boyd smiled politely at the group of annoyed people. "Good morning, can we help you with anything?"


"Well, young gentlemen…" The receptionist tugged at his collar, looking nervous. "Is there a r-"


The blue sparrow interrupted. "You! Nosy brats! You're in serious trouble! You keep ruining my hotel commercial!"


"A commercial?! We're filming a commercial?!" Dewey jumped excitedly in his seat. "Are we filming already? Are they capturing my good side? What am I saying, everyone's good."


The blue sparrow looked like he wanted to strangle the blue duck.


“Besides those problems, we’ve had several complaints from other guests about you, and there’s also a big issue with the reservation.” the receptionist said.


Huey swallowed hard. “We n-”


Louie interrupted his brother. “I assure you we can work something out. After all, our uncle, Scrooge McDuck, is paying for our stay.” Louie was thinking of using the millionaire duck’s reputation to pull some strings.


The security guard crossed his arms, his expression hard. “Funny you say that, because the receptionist called Mr. McDuck.” The green duck looked like he’d just had a bucket of cold water thrown on him. “Mr. McDuck didn’t make any VIP room reservations or anything. He was quite upset when he heard about the room change bill.”


The ducks tensed up; this was bad for their bottoms on the way home. But now, Louie was sweating with nerves. “Well, surely we can talk to the hotel owner to… clear all this up. If you could call him, please.”


“You’re talking to the owner.” Said the sparrow, arms crossed.


“You’re the hotel owner?!” Dewey asked, pointing at the receptionist.


“Dewey, I think Mr. Sparrow is referring to himself.” Boyd corrected.


Louie tugged at the collar of his sweatshirt. “Oh… it’s a pleasure to speak with you, a pretty nice hotel, and n-brugh!” The security guard picked up the green duck, lifting him effortlessly.


“Talk? Talk? TALK?! I’m sick of you guys?!” The sparrow, who turned out to be the hotel owner, was red-faced with anger. “This just gave us the perfect opportunity to do this! Troublesome brats!” The sparrow grabbed the blue duck from his seat.


“Hey! Wait! What’s going on?!” Dewey thrashed about.


“Hey! Get your hands off my boyfri—BLURGH!” Draxes tried to defend Dewey, but the muscular masseur grabbed the dragon like a squeezable toy.


Boyd sighed. “Dude, if you could behave yourself for once…” But soon the parrot found himself being lifted up in the same way. “Huh?” Boyd turned around, very confused.


The cleaning man grunted in annoyance. “Behave yourself?! You think it was fun cleaning the sauna after you two perverts did your thing in there?!” The robust man said, taking the small parrot to punish him personally.


Both Boyd and Huey blushed intensely, having been caught in their moment of uncontrolled lust. Huey didn’t even seem to notice when the receptionist grabbed him by the armpits, carrying him around like a child while the cameraman filmed the whole thing.


The hotel guests watched as the staff led five young men to the lounge area, where everyone at the front desk could see, and the large glass windows allowed people outside to do the same. Each person found a comfortable spot, placing the boys on their laps and… undressing them!


“EEEP!” Louie squealed in embarrassment at being reduced to his green briefs of teddy bears. “What do you think you’re doing?!” the duck yelled, mortified in front of everyone.


“Isn’t it obvious?! We’re going to punish you as you deserve!” Said the sparrow as he removed the blue duck’s clothes, a little surprised by his choice of underwear. “Panties?”


Dewey smiled nervously, his face turning bright red when everyone saw his baby blue panties with Spike from MLP on them. “I-I… was just proving that… real men, you know, can wear panties and be… sexy and dominant… yeah… Draxes didn’t tell me to wear them at all…” Nobody believed that, it was obvious from all the laughter and mocking looks. The worst part was that this was turning Dewey on! His tiny little thing was hard!


“Can I have someone else?” Draxes said. It was humiliating to be in front of several people in his underwear, it was humiliating to be wearing pink panties with Rarity from MLP, and it would be truly humiliating to get spanked. But this guy was a mountain of muscle! His ass wasn’t going to take the spanking! Draxes was afraid he’d cry like a baby in front of everyone!


On the other hand, there were Huey and Boyd, both wearing matching underwear! They were both wearing multicolored briefs of Care Bear , like a couple trying to coordinate for a date! Perhaps the embarrassment of it all was what kept them relatively calm during this public humiliation.


“I’m going to enjoy this so much.” The sparrow said, raising its hand high in the air. But then it glanced at the cameraman. “Are you filming this?” The cameraman gave a thumbs-up. “Excellent!” The sparrow slammed its hand down hard onto the duck’s ass!


“EEEK!” Dewey squealed loudly, eyes crossed, feeling something trickle down his panties. Was it pee or cum? All Dewey knew was that his  round bottom jiggled like jelly.


“No! Not in front of the camera! This is so hot! I mean! Humiliating! This is humiliating!”


The security guard took it a step further, pulling down Louie’s undies. “No! No bare bottom!” Louie tried to run away, but only managed to wiggle his baby bottom in front of the guests and the camera. Then the burly guard gave him the first smack. “Gyah!!” A red mark was briefly visible on the duck’s white bottom.


The cleaning man had Boyd on his lap and, remembering the sauna debacle, decided Boyd would remember this lesson too. “Maybe this will teach you some respect.” He said, grabbing the waistband of the boy’s briefs and yanking hard.


“EEEEEEK!” Boyd’s eyes crossed and he gritted his teeth. “WEDGIEEEE!” Boyd squealed loudly. But the cleaning man didn't stop there, repeatedly tugging at the boy's underwear, causing Boyd to squeal each time, feeling his ass burn and a leak dampen his briefs. Then, with a little extra force, the man gave Boyd an atomic wedgie that covered his eyes. “EAAAAK! ATOMIC! AN ATOMIC WEDGIE!!”


“Enjoy the smell of your ass!” the man said with a grin before starting to spank Boyd! His calloused hand smacked the boy's wedge-shaped rear end!


Huey swallowed hard and used his hat to hide his face, or perhaps to avoid seeing people laughing at them. (At least the receptionist didn't seem as upset as the others.) Huey thought to himself, imagining he would get a slightly lesser punishment.


But then the receptionist surprised everyone by pulling out a wooden paddle. “Nothing personal, it's just that the boss promised me a bonus.” The receptionist said with a small smile. He raised the paddle in the air and dropped it onto both of the duck's buttocks.


"GEAK!" Huey would have jumped if he hadn't been held down. The paddle was big enough to practically cover his entire round bottom. "It's not fair! Oww! My butt! It's not fair at all! Gahh!" Huey started crying almost immediately, and with just five slaps, he lost control of his bladder and began to pee.


Boyd squirmed with each slap, making his atomic wedgie worse! "EEEP Gyah! Ow! Daddy! I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!" Boyd exclaimed as he soaked his underwear.


"Gwaaahhhh!! Daddy! Gyahhh! Daddy help me!!" Draxes was having a bad time since the masseur was stronger than anyone else, almost as strong as McQuack, and the dragon's panties offered no protection. Especially since Draxes was peeing uncontrollably. “IT’S NOT FAIR! WHY DO THESE IDIOTS ALWAYS SPANK ME WITH ABSURD FORCE!?” The dragon complained through tears.


“Who are you calling an idiot!? I have a title as a massage therapist and chiropractor!” The muscular man didn’t take that well at all, so he spanked Draxes even harder!


“GEEEEAAAAKKKK!! DAAADDYYYYY! HELP ME!! MY BUTT HURTS!!” Draxes sobbed uncontrollably, begging for his father, his older brother, or anyone to come and rescue him from his punishment. And it was no wonder. The spanking was so hard that Draxes’s panties were tearing, revealing more and more of his red bottom.


“Cry all you want! This is just the beginning of your punishment for all the trouble you’ve caused and the deception about the rooms!” The sparrow who owned the hotel declared.


Webby stepped out of the elevator on her roller skates, eager to glide across the ice. But she stopped and saw five pairs of butts. “Huh? What happened here?”


“Public humiliation.” The cameraman replied, filming the whole thing. “At least we’re getting some good footage; just a few more takes and some creative editing.”


Webby didn’t understand, but she just shrugged. “Well, Dewey’s always wanted to be on TV; I’m sure he’s excited to be a part of it.”


The sparrow smiled at the camera, standing in front of the hotel entrance. “Winter Breeze Hotel, the ideal place for fun in the snow~ Where everyone has a place~”


The camera zooms out slightly, revealing that the sparrow wasn't alone. There was Dewey, wearing a ridiculously small snowman costume that only reached his waist, his diaper peeking out. “Winter Breeze Hotel~ The best place to vacation~” Dewey had a nervous smile and red cheeks as he tried to ‘look professional’ by doing a dance. “Where you can see snowmen… yellow ones.” Dewey mumbled as he felt his diaper getting warm and turning yellow.


The sparrow patted the duck on the head with a pleased smile and then went inside the hotel, accompanied by the cameraman. Dewey stayed outside, dancing.


Inside the hotel, the cameraman films the reception area and stops in the lounge. There was Huey, wearing a pink maid outfit with red details and a Powerpuff Girls diaper peeking out from under his skirt.


The duck waddles awkwardly back and forth serving the guests. “Chocolate! Marshmallows! Mineral water! Ahhh! Toilet!” The last one wasn't a guest's request; Huey needed to use the restroom. Not even a minute had passed when a hissing sound came from the duck's diaper. “No… hold on… hold on a little longer…” Huey said, sweating. The sparrow stuck his foot out, tripping the duck. “Gahhh!” The duck fell to the ground, spilling hot chocolate all over himself. “GYAAAHHH!!” Huey started running while filling his diaper.


Boyd came tumbling down the stairs, carrying a huge pile of sheets to wash. He looked adorable in his maid outfit, complete with a matching 101 Dalmatians diaper. “At least hardly anyone sees me…” Boyd said, trying to cheer himself up.


“Gwaaahhhhh!!” Huey ran up and bumped into Boyd.


There was a mess of sheets scattering everywhere. The two boys were stunned and listening to imaginary birds singing… while they were in a 69 position, their faces buried in each other’s padded crotches. Huey could also hear Boyd wetting his diaper.


“Some staff members are still learning how to do their jobs.” The sparrow joked, gesturing for the camera to follow him.


Next, the sparrow headed to the hotel spa, where there was a relaxing atmosphere, with soft music playing and people enjoying the hot baths. “Just because we’re in the snow doesn’t mean we leave the warmth outside. Our hotel has a spa where you can relax after a fun day on the slopes. And you can be pampered by our professionals.” The sparrow points to the massage rooms, currently occupied.


Louie was walking by, wearing a diaper that covered his micro-erection and an apron so small it looked like a bib. The duck was stumbling along, carrying used towels. His face was so red because being surrounded by semi-naked men was turning him on so much that he was releasing small ejaculations into his diaper.


A man threw his towel, which landed on Louie’s face, and he couldn’t hold it in any longer. “BLURRRRGHHHHH!!” Louie’s hips jerked, fucking the air as he shot jets of cum, which landed on the floor and swirled among the used towels.


The sparrow cut short his visit to the spa and left the hotel again. Now showing the ice rink, near the cable cars for the ski slopes. “I hope our dear viewers have enjoyed this little tour and will give the Briza Winter Hotel a chance to host them on their holidays.” He snaps his fingers.


Dewey returns, still trying to dance for the camera. But this time he didn't come alone. Draxes approached, holding up a handmade sign welcoming new visitors… while wearing a tiny pink bikini!


Draxes forces a smile through gritted teeth, trying to ignore the cold and the enormous humiliation of being dressed like this in public and in front of a camera. “What on earth do bikinis have to do with snow-covered mountains?” Draxes muttered.


The sparrow muttered as he waved at the camera. “Nothing, but people love seeing others in bikinis, even in this situation.” That, and to humiliate the dragon.


Webby was skating when she noticed her friends. “Great job, guys! Keep it up!” She gave them a thumbs-up. “Nice bikini, Draxes! You look good!”


Draxes tried to hide behind the sign. “Next time, we’ll go to the beach…”