Daily Free-Write July 4, 2021: Independence

Inspired by December 31, 2020: Diapered by a Dragon 

Note: I typed this on my phone because I don’t have the wi-fi password at Daddy’s Mom’shkuse. Doc will be available as soon as I can make it.

Jacob sat in his room staring at the fireworks through the window, scowling. He hated his parents. He was sulking because they wouldn’t let him buy illegal fireworks and go fire them off with the other neighborhood teens. They gave him the same old story about the fireworks dragons coming and kidnapping young men. 

“oh, come on, Mom!” he’d said. I’m 18 for cryin’ out loud! I don’t believe in dragons anymore.”

”It doesn’t matter what you believe. The dragon believes in you! You’re not going out tonight and that’s final!”

it wasn’t fair! He was 18, damnit! 

Jacob’s phone buzzed with messages from his best friend.

“Hey dude! Where are you?”

”Grounded. My parents won’t let me,” Jacob texted back. He groaned in frustration as he fell back on the bed. 

”Dude. You’re 18! And Independence Day is the perfect day to learn a little independence, squirt! Don’t be lame!”

The irony of his situation was not lost on Jacob. And he did feel lame sitting in his room cause ‘mommy and daddy said so’. So he decided to do something daring.

”Okay fine, I’m coming. I’ll need a ride, thought!”

”No way, man. We’re already setting fireworks off. Take your bike!”

David grumbled, but did ashes fried suggested, sealing past his parents in the living room watching the fireworks on TV. They we’re having quite the intense conversation. he paused to listen.

”I just know we’re gonna see that darn dragon again this year.”

”Better that we can see him so we can avoid him, right?”

”I lived with him and I know - if you see him out there, it’s already too late.“

“I’m just afraid he’ll get Jacob like he did you…”

”No, there’s no way he’d go out. Jacob’s a good boy…”

Jacobs face went red. He‘d show them

he wasn’t just some good boy who did what mommy and dadsy told him. He continued out on his own, hopping on his bike and riding out into the night.

Soon, he could see the fireworks getting closer as he approached the cul-de-sac where his friends had set up their fireworks. but what was that he saw in the sky? Some sort of movement?

just then he got a call in the cellphone. It was his father.

”Jacob, where are you?“

”I’m out on my bike, Dad. I’m going to shoot off fireworks with my friends. I’ll be back laterep don’t wait up.”

”Jacob, get inside right now. It doesn’t matter where, just get inside. Quickly!”

”What is going on?” Asked Jacob. You’re being so weird. Why do you and Mom always freak out around holidays with fireworks?”

His father sighed. “I guess you’re old enough to know. I was a dragons captive for some years. He made me his gay baby plaything. I finally got away by passing a test and promising him my firstborn son once he turned 18. The thing is - he only hunts at night and uses the cover of fireworks to catch his prey. I figured if he couldn’t find you, there wouldn’t be a problem.“

”Really, Dad?”  asked Jacob incredulously as he heard his father‘s tall tale. He was so put off that he didn’t even know the dark shape in the sky close it’s wings and plummet silently to the earth behind him. “I’ve had enough of your silly stories. I can see my friends. I’ll talk to you later.”

”No, Jacob, wai-“ Jacob was about to hang up when a large scaly hand grabbed the phone out of his. 

“Little boys shouldn’t be playing with grown-up toys,” came a deep, smoky voice. 

”What the-“ Jacob turned around to see a huge muscled dragon standing on two feet and towering over him.

”M-m-m-MONSTER!!!” He cried, and turned to run. But as he did the dragon hooked a thumb and fore-claw into his shirt and pants and Jacob only succeeded in tearing his clothes off as he tugged. 

”My, my, little human.,” said the dragon, now holding the human aloft and at arm’s length. “Where’s your diaper? Oh, this just won’t do. Luckily I’ve brought a change bag.”

The dragon pulled the oversized diaper bag slung over his shoulder forward to rest on his belly and deadly removed a diaper, flapping it open with one hand. 

”No! No!!!” He cried as he was slammed to the ground and his boxers were instantly shredded by the dragon’s sharp claws. but he was no match for the powerful dragon. All he succeeded in doing was to attract his friends whom the dragon immediately controlled and hypnotized. 

“Jacob? Is that you?“ asked his best friend. “Why are you  laying on a diap-“

“You! Hold this young long down. You! Grab the powder and baby oil. You! Put that diaper on him.”

”Yes, master,” Hacob’s friends replied. 

“Stop it, guys! No!! Nooommmmmffff!!!” Jacob was silenced by a pacifier and beat red as his friends took part in his diapering and humiliation. Soon, he was in the thick padded undergarment and the dragon released his friends so they could gawk at the spectackd of their friend becoming a dragon’s baby bitch right before their eyes. 

The dragon lifted the human up in his strong arms and smiled down at him. 

“And now to take you to your new home.“

The dragon spread his wings and crouched on his powerful legs to spring into the air but at the last minute a voice rang out. 

“Stop!!!” Jacob looked, wide eyed. It was his Dad! He’d never been so relieved. That is until his dad continued to speak. What his dad said made his stomach twist up in knots of guilt. “Release the boy,  master. Take me instead?”

Jacob shook his head vehemently as the dragon appeared to consider the request, rubbing his chin. And protest was muddled, however by the thick rubber tear and the dragons finger keeping the paci firmly in place. 

“Hmm,” said the dragon. then, after a dramatic pause he said, “why not both?” 

He grabbed Jacob’s Dad by his shirt and lifted both men into the air before zooming away at sonic speed. 

Now Jacob and his Dad stay home every day and play and use their diapers and blush as they watch the other get changed out of their dirty diapers by their dominating dragon daddy. 

Master even managed to scare one of Jacob’s friends into making the same promise as his Dad. Firstborn son, and all. They may be stuck as babies for a very long time, but at least they know in another 18 years or so they’ll get another sibling or two. Until then, they have countless dirty diapers, boring baby shows, and mandatory cuddles with Daddy to look forward to.