The cellar

Posted by the organizer of the story writing contest, on behalf of the author, who wishes to remain anonymous for now.

The cellar (Straight Sholi, Futa, Diapers, Rape, 1st, Farting, Incest, Twins, Contest)

The cellar they had been led down was a fully furnished film studio, lights, cameras, and different scenery everywhere. they had been informed that they had to choose a set, and that escape was impossible. they had been kept in their regular clothing, with one addition, poofy diapers replacing their underwear. before them lay different sets: a bedroom with a queen-sized bed, a kids room with some not so kid friendly toys and a changing table, and what looked like the inside of a van with a mattress. Judy and Tommy where uncertain what to pick
He glanced around the rooms, the van looked too scary, the bed room reminded him of their parents, the playroom looked the most inviting, he nudged Judy and pointed to that room with a small shrug "lets go in there?" he suggested meekly, tugging at the edge of the diaper.
She nodded, of all the presented options, the play room looked the most inviting, she even recognized a toy that she had found in Sammy’s room, their older brother. She gulped and said "we'll take the playroom"
nervously he grabbed her hand and squeezed it tightly, unsure what would happen next, but at least this room had some toys, even if some of them looked very scary as the shuffled into the room his eyes were darting about all over the place.
The toys in the room consisted of some beads on a string, a weewee made of rubber, a rubber cylinder that had a hole in the middle, and some other stuff. the changing table was fully equipped with spare diapers in their size, wipes, powder, rash cream, and another large bottle with some goopy stuff. there also was a play carpet, and an appropriately sized bed including pillow and blanket.
he picked up the beads on a string "what kind of toy is this Judy?" he spun them around his head. his eyes went wide "is that a peepee?" it was much larger than his own, he tore his eyes away from it and looked at Judy "what are we doing here Judy? I'm a little scared" he moved over towards the bed and sat on the soft mattress.
Judy had been told the script already, and it was part of the script to keep Tommy unknowing till now. they were to strip, fondle each other, and then she had to put her weewee in his foofie. her stiffy was big for her age, and his foofie like so many things on him were underdeveloped. for example he didn't fully become potty trained until first grade, and he still wet his bed. he still was her best friend though, partially because not many kids liked him, partially because he was easy to boss around, and after all he was her twin brother. She began to stutter and than caught herself, speaking in feigned calming voice. "we gotta get nakie first"
he looked over at her suspiciously "we do? why Judy?" he looked at the floor in front of him and ground his toe in the rug, then he shrugged and started to undress. Soon he was down to just the diaper he had been placed in "this too?" he asked innocently.
The cameras had started filming the moment the entered the room. Judy went around the room and picked up a blindfold "here put this on, while i get nakie. and why you would take your diaper off, is it already full?˜ " she already began teasing.
"NO its not full!" he yelled at he "and you said nakie" he face blushed red he took the blindfold"you don’t trust me not to peek?"
"I'll take it off for you when I’m done" Judy said mentally already having him bound spread-eagle to the bedposts.
"OK bossy" he giggled at her, placing the blindfold over his eyes he sat back on the edge of the bed wearing just a diaper, thankfully the room was warm but he still folded his arms over his chest, as if to protect his modesty.
She picked up four pieces of rope, said "lay on your back please" and Swiftly bound him spread-eagle before he could really resist, although he certainly protested.
before he realized what was happening he was bound at all four limbs "Judy, what are you doing?" fear was laced through his voice as he tugged at the ropes "please untie me"
Judy took her time to undress, first her whistle, then the shoes, her top, revealing her completely flat chest, next her socks, her pants which showed her diapered butt quite nicely, and finally her diaper that she had already dribbled foofiejuice in. Now completely nakie, she let loose a quite musky poot and sat on the bed in between Tommy's widely spread legs, and took his blindfold off.
He coughed a little at the aroma she released, he blinked a little at the bright lights, as his vision returned he noticed Judy was completely nude, then his eyes fixed on her weewee, it was almost twice as big as his "whats going on Judy? why did you tie me up? what game are we playing?"
"we are gonna play a game i saw Sammy play with jenny once" she said as the pressed down on his tummy, compressing his bowels, causing him to poot. her own weewee was still flaccid and even now bigger than Tommy's.
He tried to hold it back, but her pressure on his stomach caused him to release a loud long poot, the escaping gasses blew all over Judy's legs. his face blushed bright red "I'm sorry Judy"
She sniffed it, her weewee twitching a little in excitement at the smell, as she ripped open the tabs on his diaper, revealing a little weewee and a smooth pair of balls, laying atop a tight little virgin foofie. she scooted forward a little and began to rub her weewee against his.
"J..Judy? what are you doing?! Mummy said this is bad" he pulled harder on the ropes, trying to escape the bonds, unable to prevent he weewee getting a little hard as she toyed with his tiny boyhood, he looked at her face, a look he had never seen before was all over it
"But that’s how Sammy and Jenny played, are you saying Sammy is a bad boy?" as she continued frotting, getting them both more and more stiffy by the second
"If he is doing this he must be a naughty boy, you are being a naughty girl too" he tried to stifle a moan as his weewee became fully stiffy.
Judy moaned freely as her weewee went completely stiffy and began to leak clear stickies "ahhnn˜" as she processed Tommy's answer, she got really mad, and slapped his cheek, leaving a red print of her hand. "Nobody calls me or Sammy naughty, mister poopypants-at-the-school-recital." indeed he had vanished with the teacher that sat between her and him halfway through the recital
"who...who told you?" he held his face, still stinging from the slap he received. He looked down at the clear-ish liquid leaking from her weewee, he never seen anything like that before
"i could smell it, you really did a number on those undies" she said as she started to peel back his foreskin, revealing his little head, her own foreskin already pulled back by all that frotting.
he blush deepened as she reminded him of that little accident, but he quickly forgot all about that as she took his weewee into her hands and started moving the taut skin about
"There, now your weewee looks like mine, except a lot smaller" she said as she pulled back his foreskin fully. it had a faint pee and boy musk to it, but nothing compared to Judy's clear stickies.
he looked down at their wee wees, her was clearly much larger than his, the shame he felt about a girl being bigger than he was palpable, unable to cover the source of his shame he just closed his eyes, he bit his lip as he wished himself out of this situation
Judy smirked, now she would put her stiffy up his foofie. She scooted a little backwards and positioned her leaky stiffy weewee right at the entrance of his still completely dry little foofie.
he tried to move away from her, but the ropes held him fast "please don’t Judy, Mummy said i mustn't, please!" he begged, eyes wide with fear as her weewee pressed against his virgin foofie
Judy took good aim and then pressed forwards with the weight of her whole body, popping his cherry instantaneously, jamming about half of her stiffy in, and letting out a loud, long, quite musky poot due to the effort. The amount of blood coming as result of Tommy's destroyed virginity was quite astounding and was exactly the lubricant they needed now.
he screamed in pain as she impaled him on her weewee, the force of her thrust caused him to release his own poot almost at the same time as her own. He lay there half in pain, half in pleasure. Unsure how to react his young body just froze.
Judy just relished in the hot twitching bloody tightness that surrounded her weewee right now. she started to thrust a little as the blood slowly started to dribble out of his foofie and into his diaper beneath him, causing crimson stains where it hit.
Tommy pouted as tears started to well in his eyes. with every trust Judy gave him, he started whimpering more and more. "Judy... this... owww.... don't.... owww...."
Judy groaned out loudly as she slowly drove deeper and deeper into him.
"AGGGGHHH˜˜˜ Tommy!˜ your widdle foofie is so tight˜˜˜"
Tommy's body was twitching under the pain that Judy made him feel. He had always seen her as a responsible and kind big sister, although she was, as he, eight years of age, with her only being minutes older. Now he felt betrayed and also totally out of place – the only thought he had was that he wanted to go home to mommy where he was safe. His body gave way to Judy's thrusts, slowly relaxing into submission. He pooted loudly. Then he started to cry sobbingly.
Judy drove herself nearly balls-deep, the tip of her weewee hitting the last resistance, his cervix, the entrance to his precious underdeveloped womb. "HHHHHNNNNGGGGG˜˜˜"
Tommy looked at Judy, pressing his lips together in pain, whimpering, his eyes now wide open. with the last, deep thrust of Judy, he also opened his little mouth and moaned in agony. As soon as the massive dick of Judy impaled him deeply, a large poot erupted from his butt.
Judy once again pressed forwards with the weight of her whole body, as she slowly but surely, millimeter for millimeter, pressed the tip of her weewee into his cervix until with a POP and a very loud long quite musky poot, it popped into his little underdeveloped womb. Judy practically screamed in pleasure "AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN˜"
Tommy sensed a swelling, burning pain from is lower abdomen. His face contorted, tears started to well in his eyes. After sobbing twice, he burst out in a long, childish and helpless wail, that was then interrupted by desperate sobs gasping for air.
Judy's breath was now going shallow with interspersed gasps as she started to do little wiggle thrusts, not wanting to slip out of his womb but also wanting to splooge, as she was close to orgasm "Tommy˜ AAAHHHHNNNN˜ GONNA˜ "
Tommy was still crying, but suddenly he started to try to defend himself against his older sister. Alas, this was not really successful, as he was still firmly tied to the bed. All he could do was to tense his little foofie, trying to slow down Judy's thrusts. With every of her movements, a little poot involuntarily emerged from his butt. Tears were running down his cheeks.
"Judy, hhnnng, stahp... please.... hnmmmpfff" He whimpered. His voice sounded muffled and strained.
That send her over the edge, her hips bucking wildly, her weewee twitching erratically splurting out copious amounts of white sticky gooey slimy goopy hot thick viscous snot-like futasploogies, directly into his tiny womb, knocking him up for sure, her stinky, sweaty, sticky dirty tight little perfect bubble butt blasting out big nasty rancid oh so smelly, obscenely loud, really long, very stinky extremely musky poots like it always did when she orgasmed, Judy herself crying out in pleasure. "AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHNNNNNNNN˜˜˜˜˜˜˜˜˜˜ Tommy˜˜˜˜˜˜˜˜˜˜˜˜˜ SPLOOOOOOGIEEEEEEEEEES˜˜˜˜˜˜˜˜˜˜˜˜˜"
In spite the agonizing pain and the betrayal he felt, Tommy's body couldn't do anything but climax, too. The warm splash of Judy's juice flowed through his womb and after a few moments – being completely full – erupted his little mound besides Judy's weewee, that was still hammering him. Tommy felt completely helpless and defenseless doing so and this sensation impregnated itself in his mind.
Quivering, still pooting and panting, his body contorted itself in the waves of his first, dry orgasm, tearing against it's bonds.
Judy slowly came down from her orgasm, her breath still going shaggedly, as she began to pull out her now rapidly deflating weewee. Tommy's diaper as well as her weewee were basically coated in a mixture of her sploogies and his virgin blood, resulting in a nice creamy pink, that steadily leaked out of his wide-open stretched foofie and dribbled of her now almost completely flaccid weewee.
Tommy's body was trembling from the strange sensation that it just endured for the first time. There was pain, that still lingered on subtly, but also this ecstatic feeling of warmth and relief that – moments ago – had rushed over him like a wave in shallow ocean waters.
He started to sob and weep silently, not knowing exactly if in discomfort or else. Without any effort, a large poot emerged his drenched butt and gurgled in the pink gunk.
"AND.....CUT!" the director bellowed. "Judy, you where marvelous! go have a nice shower, you've earned the suite for today and a permanent upgrade to a lead actor room" He directed at an assistant "and someone clean that up" as he pointed at Tommy
Immediately, an assistant rushed to fulfill the order of the director, who's draconian reprimandments for misbehaviour were known throughout the whole scene.
Without any utterance, he loosened Tommy's bonds. Tommy, still crying silently, just laid there, not able to move because of embarrassment and exhaustion.
The assistant lifted Tommy up and placed him on his own, shaky feet. Tommy looked down his belly. He was a mess. Bloody splodges were distributed all over his thighs and his Mons veneris, and his trembling legs were blotted down to their knees.
The assistant grabbed him by the hand and led him into another room, were he started to wash him down with a shower that resembled – both in temperature as well as in water pressure – a high-pressure cleaner.
Tommy couldn't remember if the harsh cleansing treatment took one minute or fifteen. He clung his hands to his body as he was getting cold and started to shiver. The assistant took a rough brush on a handle from the wall – even a person as low in the hierarchy as him never would touch one of the "subjects" with his own hands – and started to brush the little body with it.
Finally, the water was turned off. Again, Tommy was grabbed by his wrist and rigidly pulled to the next room – a little cabin that contained only a small window way above Tommy's head and a very basic bed. The door was slammed shut behind him, and Tommy broke down sobbingly on the hard mattress. Shivering and still in pain, he curled himself up into a little ball and tried to cover himself with the raspy covers.

End of Chapter 1