*Nephry Say Never Pt3*

Back at the falcon’s house, Nephy sniveled pathetically as Pirate ordered him onto the changing table. The amount of people who had seen him in his soggy onsie and all of the comments people made about that was just too much for him to keep scowling at. And now he was going to have his shame changed, like a baby...even though he normally was fine with that, he quietly asked Pirate if he could change himself. He had long lost his “little” mood a long time ago. Just a little bit of dignity…

Pirate’s reply to that was to effortlessly lift the fully-grown falcon into a bridal carry, taking the bird in his arms to the changing table, and mock-reassuring him that he’d be put into a new set of pamps as the pheagle carried the squirming bird up the stairs. Nephyr tried to resist, but the threat of being tied down to the changing mat put him back into merely quietly whimpering, as Pirate pulled off the flooded diaper and teased the little falcon: “Awww, looks like even th’ thickest diapers don’t hold the amount you go! Gosh, yer so helpless aren’t ya?”

Nephyr didn’t reply to Pirate’s teasing as he was wiped down and taped up into a fresh diaper. Apparently, the only ones that Pirate had left were designs fit for an incontinent little baby like himself, it was shameful enough being put back in diapers...but ones with silly little bottles-and-blocks printed all over them just hammered home to Nephyr that he is just a helpless little “hatchie” under Pirate’s control. He may be an adult, but Pirate makes sure he can never act like it.

And then just as Pirate taped Nephy back up in his diaper, he felt the tingle once again. No way. Not just as soon as he was changed...Pirate would laugh for an hour straight! He didn’t even drink that much, how was it even possible to already need to go again?

Pirate started cooing and tickling his belly, making the sudden strain feel stronger and stronger, and he cried out just as it became unbearable again...