Hostages

Chapter 3
"Special" Milk

The squirming on the other side of the mattress startled Mario out of his sleep. How long was he out..? He felt something in his mouth and started to panic but it was just a pacifier-just like the maid promised. Yawning,he pulled himself into a sitting position,only to feel a cold,squishy feeling.

That was strange...Moving around made sitting uncomfortable and finally Mario was forced to either stand up or sit awkwardly. That was an ovbious problem-he ended up filling his diaper in his sleep and now he had to wait for a change. This was gonna be a long while...

After standing for a while,Mario realized that he still had to go-making him wonder why he didn’t in the middle of the night-and he didn’t even try to hold it off. He just sighed from boredom as he felt himself wet his diaper. Now what? Luigi was asleep,and he had no one to play with..except for the toys on the other side of the room. He toddled over to the toys,before noticing a jack-in-the box. Ignoring an intense urge to crawl to the toy,he wobbled over to it,his diaper weighing him down slightly with its thickness along with its full state.

Cautiously he twisted the handle crank on the side,causing a few notes to play from the music box inside. Mario felt strangely content as he continued twisting,lulled into a state of false serenity,when suddenly..

The puppet sprung out of the box with a loud pop. Mario jerked back,startled,feeling an urge to cry but he fought it off. Maybe he should find a different toy...

His stomach rumbled loudly. No doubt he was hungry,but what should he do? Cry? That would wake up Luigi. Roam the hallways in hopes of finding the maid? He’d get lost. He shivered lightly from the cool air in the room. He toddled back over to the mattress where Luigi was still sleeping,curled up and comfortable-looking. His diaper was also noticably lumpy-filled with mushy mess in the back,and soggy and yellow-stained in the front. He was sucking contentedly on his pacifier,lost in a state of peace and comfort.His legs twitched only slightly,his knees positioned up to his chest. He looked almost as if not even the loudest cry would wake him.

Suddenly Mario burst into tears,crying loudly. He told himself he wouldn’t cry but he just couldn’t help it, he was so,so hungry... Almost instantly Luigi woke up, then seconds later he started to cry too. The helpless brothers cried for 5 whole minutes before someone finally arrived-the maid from yesterday.

"Aww,what’s wrong..?" The maid cooed in her usual soft voice. She sniffled a little and covered her nose. "Smells like both of you need new diapers,"she teased.

Mario blushed profusely,a couple of tears from his previous crying fit still rolling down his face.

"It’s okay,that’s why you’re both wearing diapers. Come on,I’ll change you both." She picked up Luigi and gently grabbed Mario’s hand and led them down the hallway to the changing room-which was still fridgid cold. Oddly enough Luigi was still crying,his gloved hands wrapped tightly around his arms. His whole body was shaking like a leaf-he was probably cold too...

She lifted Mario onto the changing table-which to his suprise was warm and comfortable. He smiled and stopped whining after the maid untaped his dirty diaper-and was close to dozing off when she powdered him and taped up his clean,thick and puffy diaper. As the maid lowered him into a chair,he decided that a little nap wouldn’t hurt...

"Aww,is baby still sleepy..?" The maid giggled,noticing Mario had dozed off. There were a couple bottles on the table,ready to be warmed up-there were four-two had green lids,the other had red ones. Luigi was already in a highchair,kicking and squealing happily. Mario smiled,finding his brother’s happiness adorable.

The maid didn’t leave the bottles on the heater for too long this time. As she screwed off the lids,she gently nudged the bottle nipple into Mario’s mouth. The milk felt smooth and creamy,and delicious. Almost instantly Mario was happily drinking the milk.

"Is it good?" The maid asked,seeing Mario enjoy his bottle.

He nodded,smiling.

Soon after,both bros had finished. While Luigi was full after that one bottle, Mario was still hungry. "More,please.." Mario asked, holding his now empty bottle. The maid smiled and gave Mario the second bottle,which was empty in about 20 minutes.

"Wow,someone’s a big boy..!" The maid giggled,taking away the empty bottles. She playfully poked Mario’s slightly more bulging stomach,causing him to giggle. "I have a special surprise for you both." She led the two back to their room,where there was a huge playpen,stocked with toys,pillows,things to chew on-anything a baby could want. Luigi squealed happily in childish delight while Mario just smiled. The maid lowered the two into the playpen,and as she headed to the door,she called "I’ll be back with some more toys."

The two had been playing for who knows how many hours,and already Luigi was tired out and curled up comfortably,sleeping peacefully. Mario smiled at his brother,for some reason being hypnotized to act like a baby only increased his cuteness. He was already shy and sweet in nature,being quiet and reserved,yet loving and tender,but acting like a shy baby was the ultimate level of cuteness-to Mario,anyway.

Suddenly he felt a painful rumbling feeling in his stomach,telling him he needed to go really badly,but it wasn’t this painful before. But..he didn’t want to wake up his brother,so now what..? Mario was in distress for what felt like an hour when finally he gave up trying to hold it.

He squatted awkwardly,his stomach rumbling angrily. He felt like a volcano was exploding in his stomach,his intestines felt like they were on fire. Holding back tears,Mario gave a couple short,shallow breaths,sweat running down his face. He wanted to cry in pain. He took one deep inhale and started to push.

A loud,harsh,fart ripped through him. Mario groaned loudly in discomfort but continued pushing,his arms wrapped tightly around his lower stomach. He could feel the first log slide out of him and into his diaper. While it felt good,one wasn’t enough. He continued pushing and grunting,forcing out more poop. Tears were streaming from his eyes as his diaper sagged more and more. Sloppy,wet farts echoed through the room but he could care less right now. He was in pain as he sat there filling his diaper. The logs felt huge,like bricks. Mario was in pain and crying,but he still wasn’t done. He had been filling his diaper for how long,he didn’t even know that Luigi had woken up,moving around sleepily. Nevertheless he continued pushing out more poop untill his whole entire body was shaking and sweaty. Mario could barely breathe properly afterwards,sniffling lightly. Just to add salt to the wound he realized that he had to pee really badly too,and he wanted to cry as he wet his diaper. He was surprised that it didn’t rip or leak,even after all that.

"M-Ma-wo..?" Luigi slurred,rubbing his eyes tiredly. He was still laying on the pillow.

"H-Huh..?"

"D-Did Ma-wo go poopy..?" He obviously knew.

"Y-Yeah..." he sighed,still shaking. He awkwardly pulled himself into a fetal position,lying on his side so he wouldn’t have to sit in the mess. "Ma-wo went poopy...and it hurt,too.."He tried copying his brother’s babyish,broken tone just to see how Luigi would react.

Luigi only looked at him blankly for about a minute,possibly confused. He yawned and rubbed his eyes childishly,then sat up,pointing to his own clean diaper. "N-No pee-pee.." He smiled toothily. Mario was jealous that it had been how many hours and Luigi’s diaper was still clean. He wondered if it was the milk...

Suddenly the maid walked in,carrying a large box of toys. "I see someone had a good nap," she cooed,tickling Luigi’s stomach. He giggled and smiled,his eyes bright.

What happened next was too surreal to Mario. Grabbing onto the playpen’s rail,Luigi pulled himself up so he was standing,a bit awkwardly too. He then pointed a gloved finger at Mario. "Ma-wo made BIG poopy in his diapee!" He giggled cutely,showing a toothy smile. As if being stuck with an embarrassing nickname like "Ma-wo" wasn’t bad enough,but being called out by your little brother-who currently had the mental state of a toddler? Mario’s face was beet red.

The maid returned Luigi’s smile. "I can tell." She then went over to Mario and picked him up. She sniffed near his stomach and recoiled back. "Whoa! Someone made a big stinky!" she teased. "Don’t worry,I’ll just give you a bath." She carried him down the hallway before stopping suddenly.

"Oh! I can’t hold it any longer-!!" She screamed and doubled over,almost dropping Mario as a faint hissing sound registered. Mario wondered what was going on untill he realized-The maid was wetting herself! He was expecting streams of urine to stream down her legs and a puddle to form at het feet,but nothing showed up. Then he realized she was wearing diapers too.

The maid sighed loudly in relief as she continued peeing. Mario just watched,confused. When she was done,the maid smiled sheepishly and picked Mario up again. "Sorry about that." She continued down the hallway to a secluded white room with a bathtub-and a toilet,much to Mario’s suprise. So there were bathrooms here!

Mario was still shaking as the maid pulled off his gloves and socks and shirt-and his very messy diaper. She dropped it into the trash,wrinkling her nose. "No more special milk for you,little stinker." She winked and playfully tickled Mario’s stomach. Rather than giggling,Mario moaned as his stomach rumbled again. He wasn’t done.

"What’s wrong?" The maid asked,running the bath water. "Do you still have to go?"

Mario nodded,blushing.

"Oh dear..I’ve already thrown your diaper away..." After a while she gently pushed Mario’s naked body onto the toilet. "You know what to do," she smiled.

Mario nodded and started to push,groaning semi-loudly as a huge log of waste dropped into the toilet bowl with a splash. A loud sloppy fart ripped through him as he forced out three more logs of poop,much to his embarrassment since the maid was right next to him. Finally he was truly done,his body completely void of waste. Suddenly he felt something rise up in his stomach-and he blacked out.