All characters depicted are 18+. This story contains the following themes: ABDL, diapers, and other kink-related content.

“There we go loves, the finishing touch for any good set of presents is a proper gift tag! I wrote it so no one will be confused as to who these amazing gifts are for. I’m almost sad I can’t just take you two with me, you’re so adorably helpless! Two cuties as snug as bugs….or maybe trapped and wrapped is a better phrase hehe. But alas, I can only carry away so much. I guess the look on your faces is enough of a present for me, don’t want to be too greedy. Well, enjoy your holidays, I’m sure whoever finds you will enjoy their gifts!”

The woman in red cackled as she turned and left through the front door, carrying a heavy sack full of jingling and jangling objects. She hummed a tune about a red-nosed reindeer while replacing ‘nose’ with the word ‘bum’, slamming the door shut behind her.

The apartment became fairly dark with only a single source of light left on, a set of Christmas tree lights. Twas the night before Christmas but the area around the tree was bare. The house seemed silent with nothing stirring…except for a pair of rather large, struggling girls laying in a large crib.

One was dressed in a pink unicorn onesie and the other a pink bunny, each hoping that no one would soon be there. Not Saint Nicholas and especially none of their friends. Neither wanted the shame of being seen as they currently were!

The silence faded, as their struggle and grunting grew. Now that they were making quite a clatter, one would wonder what was the matter. But it was quite evident what the issue was to anyone who may walk in.

The pair of heavily diapered girls were twisting and turning with what little mobility they had. Their hands were bound, by both metal restraints and locks but also soft, thick onesies. The cloth rustled, the metal of their bonds rang clearly, and their fluffy padding crinkled and crackled much like a fire!

The empty diaper packages littered around them suggested not one or two layers, but probably as many as Santa had reindeer. If not for the shiny, tight brace around their arms, one might think the two were ready for a snuggle with their arms around one another and their cute teddy bear.

Their grunts and moans seemed indecipherable, as their mouths were stuffed with thick, pacifier gags. But even worse, their gags were connected by a short metal rod, making it impossible for the two to do anything but seem ready for a kiss under the mistletoe. Their eyes flickered in the lights of the tree, one set full of fear and tears and the other with fury and rage.

“HHAAHHIII HUU HIIHHUUU” <AMI YOU BIMBO!> grunted the padded unicorn, whose long blonde hair was done up in a large, voluminous ponytail. A single horn adorned her hair, with a matching tail upon her rear.

“HHRRRYYYY AHH HUU HAADD HAA HEE” <WHY ARE YOU MAD AT ME?!> responded the crinkly bunny, her pink hair set in tight elaborate curls framing their face. Long, floppy ears atop her head matched the fluffy tail upon her fluffier bum.

The bunny couldn’t escape the ire of her unicorn friend, stuck face to face not only due to their pacifiers but also a tight, metal collar connecting their necks. Freedom from their forced snuggle seemed impossible with padlocks clanking against their newly unwrapped gifts.

<WHY AM I MAD AT YOU?!? AMI!!! YOU’RE THE REASON WE’RE STUCK LIKE THIS!!! WE JUST GOT ROBBED! ALL OF OUR PRESENTS, INCLUDING THE ONES FROM OUR FRIENDS AND GUESTS! THEN WE WERE STUFFED INTO THESE OUTFITS AND TRAPPED LIKE A PAIR OF DUMB HELPLESS BABIES!> rambled the unicorn, who was shaking the twin pacifier gag due to their visible anger.

<HEY! I’M NOT ENTIRELY RESPONSIBLE FOR THIS, HINA! FOR ONE…I DIDN’T BUY MOST OF THIS STUFF…LIKE THE ARM BONDS…AND…AND THIS BUNNY ONESIE! SO HMMPH!> Ami yelled back, her face glowing bright red from both frustration but also shame as she tried to avoid being assigned blame.

<OH WOOOWW! YOU DIDN’T BUY EVERYTHING, SO WHAT! YOU STILL LET A RANDOM STRANGER INTO OUR APARTMENT AND BASICALLY LET THEM TIE US UP! I TRUSTED THAT THIS WAS SOMETHING YOU HAD PLANNED! AND OF COURSE YOU DIDN’T BUY THAT ONESIE…THAT ONE WAS MY PRESENT TO YOU FOR TOMORROW…> Hina tried to turn her head in embarrassment, only to pull both their faces to the side.

<WELL…IT’S PRETTY CUTE SO…THANKS…I GUESS WE WENT AFTER THE SAME SALE HUH?> She continued to speak forcefully through the gag, lest her words become incomprehensible. Ami’s eyes darted to Hina’s own onesie, which was almost the exact same except for the shade of pink, tail, and hair accessories.

<YEAH…IT WAS A PRETTY GOOD SAL- HEY!!! THAT DOESN’T MATTER, WE’RE STILL STUCK HERE YOU BIMBUNNY! AGAIN, YOU’RE THE ONE WHO LET A STRANGER INTO OUR HOUSE!> Hina’s rage rekindled itself almost immediately.

<YEAH WELL…I THOUGHT THEY WERE SANTA!> Ami spat back through her pacifier, face bright red.

<SANTA?!? SANTA’S A MAN! THE ROBBER WAS A WOMAN!!! DID YOU THINK SHE WAS SANTA BECAUSE SHE WORE RED?!? THAT MAKES YOU A BIGGER BIMBO THAN I THOUGHT!!!> Hina attempted to wriggle her arms out of the bands. Her hands tried to clutch themselves around Ami, to no avail owing to the thickness of their mittens. Instead, she simply appeared to be patting her arm. They each knew they’d bought the outfits with the intent of rendering the other helpless.

<YEA- NO! I MEAN- UGH OKAY! I WAS PROBABLY JUST REALLY TIPSY FROM THE DRINKS WE HAD WHILE SETTING UP FOR THE CHRISTMAS PARTY AND SHE WAS REALLY PRETTY AND YOU TOTALLY LET HER HAVE HER WAY WITH US AND-> Ami’s eyes grew to the size of snowballs at her sudden realization.

<OH MY GAWD AMI!! THE PARTY! IT’S IN A FEW HOURS! THE DOOR IS UNLOCKED AND- AND…> Hina shook even harder, attempting to shake, move, and stand all to no avail. She further established just how stuck they were.

<NOOOOO! OUR GUESTS ARE GOING TO BE HERE AND THIS TEDDY WAS MY GIFT TO ONE OF THEM…LOOK AT WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU SQUEEZE IT…> Ami pressed herself closer to Hina to activate the teddy, realizing their diapers weren’t the only padding under their onesies. Their mouths received quite a shock upon realizing the metal rod connecting them was a plunger of sorts, inflating the rubber bulbs within their mouths further.

The teddy bear responded to this squeeze with a “Oh my goodness, look at me! Aren’t I the cutest, most wonderful little baby girl! Sometimes I’m naughty though, so I deserve to be teased and spanked! Won’t you please take me over your lap and treat me right?”. Ami’s eyes closed in shame while Hina’s grew in horror. The bear continued to speak, clearly meant to humiliate whoever was holding it with a series of rhymes, songs, and other embarrassing speeches.

<YOU IDIOT! THEY’RE GOING TO TORTURE US WHEN THEY FINDS OUT IT WAS MEANT FOR THEM! I CAN STILL SEE THEIR NAME TAG ON IT! IT EVEN SAYS IT’S FROM YOU, YOU DOLT!> cried Hina.

<I KNOW OKAY! AND REMEMBER THAT SO MANY OF OUR FRIENDS ARE COMING TOO…I DEFINITELY DIDN’T GET US THESE METAL COLLARS OR PACIFIER GAGS…> whined Ami.

<OH GAWD YOU’RE RIGHT…WE’RE DEAD…NO WORSE THAN DEATH! SOMEONE PROBABLY GOT THESE FOR US! WE NEED TO GET OUT OF THESE RESTRAINTS BEFORE THEY COME! THEY’LL NEVER BELIEVE WE WERE ROBBED BY “SANTA” AND OPENED THEIR PRESENTS EARLY BY FORCE! YOU KNOW FOR A FACT THEY’LL THINK WE DID THIS ON PURPOSE!> hissed a despondent Hina. Ami teared up, hopping in place like the bunny she was dressed as, trying any way to squirm out of their tight bondage.

That was when something else activated, most likely by the hopping, padded movement. Some things which moved, shook, and jingled, almost like several reindeer were stomping and tinkling their bells…except the vibrations and sounds emanated from their padding.

<HUH?! OH NO- I THOUGHT I FELT SOMETHING BEING INSERTED OR CLAMPING- HINA!!!> Ami quivered, both from excitement and fear as the vibrations continued to grow with intensity.

<NOOOOO- OKAY! WE NEED TO THINK! BEFORE THINGS GET WOOOOORSEEE- UGHHH, SOMEONE GOT US SOME REALLLLYYY GOOOOODDD PRESEEENTSSS!!!> Hina shut her eyes, trying to keep her head straight as the pulsing began in other areas under the onesie. <OKAY- SO…I THINK…YES! WITH MY LEFT HAND AND YOUR RIGHT- WE CAN TRY TO UNLOCK THOSE ARMS AND THEN WE CAN TRY AND REMOVE THE OTHER LOCKS!! GOT IT?!?>

Ami nodded slightly, her eyes still shut as she concentrated on what Hina was saying. She was trying to suppress her shuddering as her own buzzing toys sent tremors through her. Her gloved fingers moved to a padlock around Hina’s elbow, a pink one which she recognized well. Hina did the same in shifting towards a similar device on Ami’s leg.

<OKAY! I KNOW I BOUGHT THIS ONE! IT’S A SPECIAL LOCK BUT I SET THE CODE AHEAD OF TIME!> Hina tried not to meet Ami’s eyes, hoping she wouldn’t understand what she was implying.

<OKAY…I DID THE SAME WITH THIS ONE…> Ami’s eyes briefly darted to meet Hina’s, who had narrowed them in response.

They were both breathing heavily, doing their best to feel for the correct codes, holding back any sense of pleasure, trying not to fall prey to the joys of their rumbling “presents”. Each of their faces grew bright red in shame as they tried to ignore the sounds of the other’s shifting diapers, knowing the temptation was obviously great for the both of them.

The vibrations could only mask the sound of two sets of thick diapers so much…moving back and forth…especially when each could feel the movements of the other’s shame. The task took longer than expected as their minds shifted from release from their bonds…re-focusing on another type of release. They allowed themselves the shame of using one another for friction as an unspoken gift.

<OH…KAY! I GOT IT, RELEASING IT…NOW!” Hina and Ami pulled on the locks at the same time. Each of their eyelids fluttered happily, their twin breaths released in relief, their minds screaming freedom…but only for a split second.

<<BAD GIRL! SOMEONE DECIDED TO GO ON THE NAUGHTY LIST. WRONG PASSCODE INPUT. YOUR SPECIAL PUNISHMENT TIME LOCK WILL REMAIN SHUT FOR ANOTHER TWENTY-FOUR HOURS. YOU MAY ATTEMPT TO OPEN IT AGAIN AT THAT TIME.>> Both locks chimed with the same chastising voice as the two pampered, naughty girls stared at each other in a mix of horror and anger.

<YOU GOT ME A SPECIAL PUNISHMENT LOCK FOR CHRISTMAS!?!> Both of them yelled simultaneously, full of confusion and indignation. Each of them glanced at the other’s lock, realizing they had indeed gotten the same “gift”...and attempted to unlock the wrong one.

At this point, both were sweating and shaking from their failed attempts and hidden gifts. Even though it caused the teddy to start its degrading tirades and their pacifiers to grow in size, they stopped squirming and simply lay against one another.

Ami and Hina realized they would be stuck through the party, at the mercy of anyone and everyone who showed up…who would be ready to open the only remaining presents…themselves. If they were even “gifted” that privilege. An unlikely event due to the nature of their incoming guests. Not to mention they’d likely see the “Do not open until Xmas” sticker as a good reason to prolong their imprisonment.

<UGHH…MERRY CHRISTMAS HINA…> mumbled Ami as she drifted to sleep, unable to keep fighting. Her face pressed against Hina’s.

<...MERRY CHRISTMAS AMI…AND GOOD NIGHT…> Hina suckled on her pacifier, just as exhausted and resigned to her ill fate as her twin diapered bunny.

They both fell into a deep slumber, hoping that upon waking up, they would find out this was all a dreadful holiday hallucination. They pushed back the nightmare of staring up at their friends' faces. At the last second they grunted, fearful of becoming a New Year’s Baby alongside one another.

Happy Holidays from AmiAmor & HinaYui <3