A Regular at the Comic Shop - Reality Changes

I enter my local comic shop and greet Gary at the desk as I always do. He's a handsome pig **** wearing a pink leather harness and matching jockstrap. He's got a butt plug with a curly pigtail and headgear with hooks that pull his nostrils up. His tits are pierced with heavy gauge rings and a tattoo in old style script that says “Nasty Pig” stretches across his fat belly.

“Hi, Asher!” He snorts and wheezes as he waddles over to get the stuff from my pull list. He sets a pile on the counter and starts reading off the titles loud enough for the whole store to hear.

“Here's your stack this week: Amazingly Small Penis-Man, Fantastic Foreskins, Gay Spiral Stories Illustrated, Legion of Super Pet Play, Cuck and Bull Tales, Silly Sissy Situations, Trans Titans, Disney Furries, and My Little Penis.”

“Thank you, Gary. These all look great. But, I need to increase my subscriptions since I'm a pathetic gooner who jerks off all day. Can you help me pick some new titles for my expanded pull list?”

Jeff comes out of the back room submissively followed by Paul the owner. Jeff is very excited to see me. We used to work together. In fact, I had been his boss before the pandemic when 75% of the company got laid off.

“Hello, Asher! What a pleasant surprise. Look, Paul, Asher is here! What do you say?”

Paul steps forward but keeps his head lowered. He's naked except for a collar, a chastity cage, and leather cuffs on his wrists and ankles.

“Greetings, loyal customer. Thank you for your continued patronage and for allowing me to serve your perverted needs all these years. I'm very excited to announce that Mr. Stewart is the new owner of Comics for Queers! He's graciously allowed me to continue to serve the store without pay.”

“That's right, but you won't go entirely uncompensated, Paul. You're allowed to keep as much cum and whatever else the customers decide to give you. Of course, you’ll have to compete with Gary for their attention.”

“Now, Asher, did I hear you say you were looking for new porn titles?”

“Um, yeah…”

I'm embarrassed at first but feel more relaxed as I watch Paul crawl behind the counter to suck on Gary's toes. Besides, Jeff is my friend and he wants to help. He can’t recommend stuff to get me off unless I’m completely open and honest with him about all my kinks and desires.

“OK, well, I love puppy play and hypnosis and most BDSM . But right now, I guess my biggest kink is submission and humiliation. I love the idea of becoming a brainless gooner with no sense of modesty or shame. What do you think? Is there anything you can suggest?”

“Hmmm, yes, thank you for that background. Very helpful. What kind of guys are you into?”

“I like athletic jock types and twinks!” I answer enthusiastically.

“Are you sure? I thought you were more into burly types, like me and Gary.”

“Really? I dunno…”

“No, think about it. You need to submit to someone bigger and hairier than you. You’re attracted to overweight nerds because they make you feel inferior and you love the humiliation of admitting they get you off. Don’t you?”

“God! You’re so right!” I practically scream out. My stomach flips at the excitement of realizing his words are true. How does he know?

I’m getting horny gazing at Jeff with new eyes. I focus on the plume of dark chest hair poking out from the collar of his polo shirt and wonder how much more hair covers his big round belly. I wish he didn’t dress so conservatively and **** me to imagine his sexy, hairy body instead of seeing it for myself.

I turn and check out Gary instead. He also has a beautiful, fat, hairy body for me to take in and enjoy. Unlike Jeff, he’s happy to show off his sexy pig body as much as the store will allow. He’s ditched the jockstrap and is manspreading behind the counter with Paul between his legs passionately sucking him off and fondling his large, hairy balls. Gary squeals in delight and twists the barbels on his giant swollen nips. He winks and blows me a kiss when he sees that I’m watching. I can’t help but to giggle and blush. He’d totally be my type if he wasn’t such a nasty pig.

Jeff's voice brings me back to reality. “So, you were saying that you’re into SPH, ABDL, spanking, and fisting. Is that right?”

“And humiliation!” I remind him.

“Of course. I thought everything I listed was humiliating enough. Aren’t you ashamed of being into all that stuff?”

“Oh, sure. I couldn’t be humiliated if I wasn’t still secretly ashamed of it all. I’m just pointing out that humiliation is my biggest kink.”

“I assume you're already getting all the Small Penis-Man titles: Amazingly Small Penis-Man, Spectacularly Small Penis-Man, and Nub of Small Penis-Man. What about Bat-Dad and the Robin Babies, or The Incontinent Hulkling? Those both feature a lot of diapering and age play.”

“Oh, really? I've been reading ASPM, but not the others. I love how he keeps getting his tiny dick exposed in the most embarrassing situations.”

“SSPM is even better. In the current story line, his symbiote costume refuses to let him cover up his little baby dick, so he's put himself in a chastity cage to try and hide his shame.”

“Wow, that sounds really hot! What about Bat-Dad and the Robin Babies?”

“Y’know, it’s pretty standard stuff. The Robin babies are always trying to solve crimes on their own while Bat-Dad and Alfred chase after them changing diapers and kissing ouchies. Is that your thing, little guy? Do you want to be treated like a widdle baby?”

“Oh boy! Yeah, I think I like that a lot. Do the Robins get to make boom booms in their diappies or just pee pees?”

“No, they do both. Don't worry, it's rated hardcore for general audiences. It's got scat and plenty of spanking if that's your thing.”

“Really?!”

I get so excited that I pee my pants. I feel the warm stream flow down my leg and start to cry when I realize I'm not wearing a diaper. Where's my nappy?! How did I manage to leave the house and get this far into my day without one? I’m so embarrassed. I look up at Jeff with tears in my eyes. My face is burning red with shame.

“Uh oh!”

I don't know what else to say or do so I just keep pissing down my leg until I'm all done and feel empty. I’m relieved now that I'm finished but I feel uncomfortable in my squishy shoes standing in a puddle.

“Sowwy. I just pottied with no diappy!” I whine to Jeff and start to full on ugly cry in the middle of the comic shop.

I can't believe what a mess I've made. I undo my belt and drop my pants making sure to show everyone my little drippy pee pee. It feels so good being out in the cool air. I take off my shoes and socks and use my dry T-shirt to soak up the puddle on the floor. Then, I throw my pile of pissy clothes in the trash and go back to Jeff. I stand proudly with my little dick sticking out as hard as can be while still wet with piss. I still have tears in my eyes, but feel much better now that I'm all nakey and exposed. Jeff seems very amused by my situation.

He tickles the tip of my pee pee and asks me, “What’s wrong, widdle guy? Where's your nappy? Don't you have someone to wipe you up and give you a fresh one?”

I shake my head. “Nuh uh. Is just me. All alone. Help pwease!”

I start bawling loudly again. I can't help it. I just feel so scared and helpless. I don't know what else to do. Jeff just laughs at me. I start sucking my thumb to calm myself down and stifle my crying.

“God! You’re pathetic, Asher. I can’t believe how hot it is watching you regress into a clueless little dope. I mean, how are you even planning on paying for your comics? You just threw your wallet in the trash with your pissy clothes. You're just a helpless horny idiot now. Isn’t it funny, little dumb dumb? C’mon, laugh with me.”

It’s hard to remember what I was crying about with Jeff having so much fun in front of me. He’s smiling so big and laughing so hard. I can’t help but want to join in the fun. It’s like I can see the world through his eyes and appreciate how ridiculous I look crying like a baby in the middle of the comic shop wearing nothing but my hard-on. I laugh along with him thinking about my situation from an outside perspective.

“That’s better. Don’t worry, Dumb Dumb. We’ll take care of you now. You can be our store mascot.”

“Mascot?”

“Sure. Y’know, like a shop cat or a classroom pet.”

“Yay! I like kitties!”

“Well, I guess, it's settled then. After Gary hoses you down and gets you all cleaned up, I’ll get you a fresh nappy. How does that sound?”

“Yay! Dank you, Daddy!”

I don't understand everything that's going on, but I'm still super excited about it. Everything feels so good, both inside and out, and I just want more of it. I grab my stiff little dinky and start rubbing it. Jeff laughs at me again but does nothing to stop me. For some reason, his reaction makes everything feel even better! I rub my willy even faster and start to laugh too. I've never felt so happy. This may be the greatest day of my life! All because I forgot to wear a nappy to the comic shop.

Before I know what's happening my little cock is squirting everywhere. Jeff steps aside to avoid being hit. Gary is already out from behind the counter to clean up my mess. He rolls his eyes and sighs sarcastically.

“You're lucky that I'm actually into this shit, you disgusting little perv,” he says as he bends down to lick up some of my stickies that hit the front of a longbox of back issues.

“Sowwy, Gawy! It felt so good that I did’d wanna stop and then my doodle jus expwoded!” I explain loudly to make sure everyone in the store can hear me.

Gary is busy licking up all of my cummies from the floor. I giggle watching his curly pigtail wiggle between his flabby butt cheeks as he crawls from spot to spot. Jeff has moved on and is talking to another customer in the store. I can’t hear their conversation but it must be interesting because the customer suddenly drops his pants and bends over to show Jeff his butthole. I'd love to get a closer look myself.

Gary grabs my hand and leads me to the back room. “C’mon, Asher. Let’s get you clean and diapered up before you make an even bigger mess. I’m afraid to find out what else comes out of there.”

“Boom Booms!” I scream. I slap my full belly and laugh uncontrollably. It’s not just funny, it’s true!