[Corruption, Diapers, Diaper Use, Chastity, Futanari, Stink, Gas Masks]

Good Sniffits Stink.

That was what Tsubasa had learned after he had been transported into another world, just as in a few of the stories that he liked to read. Only, instead of becoming a hero that gained a harem, he was subjected to a special kind of treatment. Something that many would call torturous, if he had to be honest. He definitely thought that it was torture back then. But now?

Now, he knew that it was just what Sniffits like him deserved. As took another deep breath, and the smell of the diapers in his pail pack started to fill his lungs, he couldn't help but tremble a bit. It felt... It felt really good to inhale his own discarded diapers. As well as the ones that his Officer and his fellow Sniffits had filled into it. Out of all the pail packs, his was perhaps the one most cramped. Because he had been lagging behind.

As for what a Sniffit was... Well, he thought that they were common enemies in one of those games that he liked to play. These ones, the ones he had joined, were a lot naughtier. All thanks to the gas masks that they wore that were connected to the tanks on their back. These tanks, their pail packs, were constantly filled with dirty diapers. So that the Sniffits could keep themselves focused and aroused. All while their pitiful cocks were trapped within their cages.

In a way, Sniffits were sissies. And he was suited for that role. Endlessly weighed down by the smell of diapers hanging off his back. Endlessly trapped within a tight cage that only grew tighter every time he felt aroused. Trapped within a diaper that would never come off without permission, his hands were specifically stuck inside mittens to ensure that he wouldn't cause any trouble. Trapped within red rubbery latex that only brought out his incredibly feminine form. Trapped within his mask and forced to inhale, while erasing his identity bit by bit.

He barely even had a name at this point. He was just The Recruit. The latest member of his Captain's squad. Was she the same as the officer that had helped convert him? Or was she a different Sniffit? He couldn't tell at this point. Nor did he truly care. The only thing he truly cared about was the pleasure that flowed through him when he did a good job, and the stink that fueled him.

Unfortunately for the former boy, he wasn't exactly a useful minion. Sure, he could follow orders, but that was basically it. His performance whenever they went to capture dissidents and convert them to new Sniffits was always lacking. He could never output enough to truly fill a diaper, leaving his as the least influential during a conversion. This earned him a few punishments, most important being the few spankings that he had been forced to endure. But he let it inspire him.

The Recruit would use the pain... No, he would use the pleasure that came from his red stinging butt. He would use it to take the lead during a mission. And with his stink, with his messies, he was able to subdue a group. Not only that, but his messy diaper, when pressed directly against the leader, completely broke them. After so much discipline, the Recruit had managed to do it. He had done a good job...

Which was why he was slated for a personal review with his Captain. He thought that his only reward would be nice words that made his caged cock tremble all over. But no. She had deemed it necessary to reward him more personally. And that was something that made him even happier. He was very happy to have pleased her that much. That in and of itself, even before a proper reward, left him beyond satisfied. He wanted to cum, but he knew that he couldn't. Still, he hoped that he could perhaps make that one of his rewards. After all, he had followed the mantra. Good Sniffits Stink...

The mantra lingered in his head as he slowly approached his Captain's personal quarters. He had seen all those other impressive Sniffits. It was still painfully difficult trying to tell which were male and which were female. But perhaps it didn't matter for Sniffits. Perhaps all that mattered was their stink. It was something to consider, something that he didn't really need to think about. He was a Good Sniffit. And Good Sniffits didn't worry about that kind of thing. No, they just focused on their Stink...

"Good Sniffit reporting!" The Recruit cried out as he knocked on the door leading into his Captain's quarters. Even just calling himself a Good Sniffit was too much. He hoped that he could get to cum. He really, really hoped that he could get to cum. That way, all of this would be beyond worth it...

"Come inside."

The door opened, and the Recruit trembled as he waddled inside. All while he stared straight at the Captain. Just staring at her, trapped within the same kind of latex as he was, he could easily tell that she was higher ranked. All thanks to the three tubes that were connected to her pail pack. And yet despite the connections, despite how it should muffle her, he could hear her clear as day. Just as she could hear him clear as day, despite the stink being pumped into him.

He could feel it. The diaper weighing him down. The stink of his latest mess... The mess that he made right outside of her quarters, was able to permeate through his mask. It was sealed well, and yet he swore he could smell himself. Ah... Ah, he was such a Good Sniffit..!

The Recruit stood in front of his Captain, and saluted like the Good Sniffit that he was. Not wavering for a second. Standing tall ready. "Thank you, Captain!" He was happy to be here. Happy to be in her presence. Happy to have made her happy. The only thing he lived for was to fulfill his duty. To be there for her and do whatever she wanted. That was his life. That was his mission!

"Good work, Recruit. Mommy is very proud of you." She said, her tone taking on a much softer tone than before. Which just served to drive even more intense feelings through him. "As a reward for your progress, your dedication to the cause... You may request a single reward. Anything you can think of. Name it, and it shall be yours. Even freedom, if you so choose."

F-Freedom. He could choose to desert and return to normal. His sissified self... His identity as a Sniffit... He was able to sweep it all aside, and return to being... to being... Who was he again..? He tried really hard to figure out who, thinking as much as he could, and yet his mind just wouldn't cooperate. He came up blank the entire time, and it clearly seemed to bother him, the fact that he wasn't able to recall in the slightest.

His Capt... His Mommy could be heard chuckling, as she got up from her seat. "Think about it for a little while, Recruit. I do not want you to rush ahead and pick any single reward based on your urges. I want it to be something you need. Something that will help define you for the future." She said, all while walking behind the Recruit, all so she could remove the top of his pail pack.

There was barely anything within the pailpack. Which made sense. He had spent so much from his reserve for the sake of his latest performance. The fact he still had one left in the tank, and was able to function despite that? Admirable. He really was showing some special qualities that would always make him valued within this stinky force.

And as he kept on thinking, the two parts of his mind were at a standstill. On one hand, he could ask to be freed. He could be returned to normal, and he could try to escape. As depraved as the Sniffits were, there was a chance he could find somewhere peaceful to stay. At least, if Mommy wasn't able to return him to where he truly belonged. On the other hand, Mommy was... Mommy was everything he could ever hope for. No matter how chastised he was, she was there for him. She was there to guide him. To make sure that he saw the right path. And just looking at her was enough to make his cock tremble within its cage. If there was one fate in store for him, this would definitely be a delightful one...

He thought and he thought. But his Mommy had other ideas. Sure, she was going to give him the option. But she was also going to give him a separate reward. "Recruit. You should rejoice. It's not often that you get one of my diapers, especially not one as fresh as this one. Treasure it, while you do your best to think about your reward."

The Recruit could hear the sound of the pail pack being closed. And then the smell hit him. The pungent. Overwhelming. Overflowing sensation that would render anybody completely and utterly broken in a matter of mere moments. He was very familiar with the scent. Perhaps even a little too familiar, given what he had been through already...

The diaper that he was smelling now... The packed pamper that served as his single source of 'fuel'. It was Mommy's. Mommy's pungent, extra stinky, overflowing diaper that was now kept nice and snug inside his pail. And the more he huffed it, an uncontrollable action that only grew stronger and stronger with each passing moment, the more the thoughts inside his mind were wiped away by his mind growing cloudier...

That side of him that wanted to return? It was completely choked out. Now the only part of his mind that was anywhere close to coherent was the part that wanted to cum. And unlike before, where there were valid ways for him to try and cum, like if his cage was undone, or if his diaper was allowed to come off... He just didn't think about the specifics. No, he just huffed from his pailpack and let the smell take over.

He sharply inhaled. And he could smell it. The smell of her fresh loaf. The smell of a stinky dump that was just begging to be huffed. But more importantly, he could smell the faint traces of cum that lined the inner walls of that diaper. He... He wanted to cum. Just like she had. So much so that if you were able to gaze behind his gasmask, the Sniffit Recruit's eyes would've probably rolled into the back of his head at this point.

"I want to cum, Mommy! I want to... No, I need to cum!" The former boy cried out as he obediently put one hand down on crotch. Though his mitten-covered hand meant that he couldn't do much, that didn't mean he couldn't use it for emphasis. Pressing. Squeezing at where his cock would be brushing up against the padding. Where nothing made proper contact. He wanted to cum. Because that was what he craved...

His Mommy laughed. "You want to cum. I understand. You're still so young. So green." She said, still keeping that maternal tone despite the more militaristic approach to his request. She was like that once before. She knew that very well. When she was still dependent on her cock. Now she didn't need it. It was a wonderful disciplinary tool. But she could cum. Just from the mere fumes of her Queen...

But since he needed to understand, she had a way. All she had to do was pull off the cap on the middle part of his mask, allowing yet another hole for him to breathe through. And yet before he had the chance to breathe in air that wasn't contaminated, he found that very same hole stuffed full. How his Mommy managed to fill that hole with her cock in the span of a single second, he did not know. But he did not complain. Because why would he complain, when he finally had the chance to enjoy Mommy's cock?

The Recruit was familiar with this shaft. Or was he? He couldn't tell for sure. It was very similar to the shaft that had helped break him before. But right now, he was too horny to think straight and try to find a difference between it and the other shaft. Right now, all he needed was to suck on that cock and inhale as much of its musk as he possibly could.

He sniffed. He sucked. He slurped. He did everything that he possibly could do to a cock like that. All while continuing to inhale as much of her diaper's stink as possible. Such filthy stink, combined with such virile stink. He could feel his cock throbbing... And he even swore that he could feel a few droplets sneaking their way into the padding, thanks to the kind of arousal he felt...

Of course, this was all according to Mommy's plan. Since he had shown such rapid improvement, from being a mere Sniffit to being a Good Sniffit that understood the value and importance of the Stink that they made, she wanted to use this reward to break him. To ensure that he would never turn away from this path. And it was clear that she had done a good job. It was clear that he was never going to ever come close to recovering from something like this. And that filled her with a lot of pride. Knowing that there was absolutely nothing that he could do to stop his descent.

She had done this to many Sniffits like him. Just as it had been done to her. In fact, she was just paying them all forward. Showing them what would be in their future. An eternal life of doing nothing but sniffing dirty diapers, filling their own diapers to convert new members, and then breaking those new members with their cocks once they had shown enough devotion for their cocks to be freed.

It would be a long time before he got the chance to be like this, But she knew that after this treatment, he would end up just like her. A 'Mommy' that would lure in new recruits with promises of rewards. Only to break them with the combined power of his stink and his cock...

The mere thought of his future, of what he could be, was what drove his Mommy to her own climax. She could feel it all washing over her, and she cried out in utter delight. Squirting down such salty seed that immediately poured down the Recruit's throat, with the Sniffit obediently swallowing it all without a second thought.

Even as she pulled back and sealed his mask back up, shutting him in with the musk from Mommy's cock and the rest of her stink, he was still satisfied. He just kneeled there. Waiting for a new cock. Waiting to be toyed with. His mind was filled with nothing but stink and lust, and lustful stink, and he couldn't even try to think of anything else.

Nor would he need to. The fact that he was broken meant that he would be able to fulfill any other tasks that were given to him. Because he understood exactly how important they now were, and how to accomplish said tasks using what he had available. That too, was worth a reward. And since he was already so aroused, and since he had asked to cum, it was only right for Mommy to push him across the edge.

The Recruit didn't react to his diaper being removed. Nor did he react to a brand new diaper being fitted onto him. He just trembled a little and kept huffing. The pace of his huffing unaffected by the pleasure. The need inside him continued to grow stronger despite how he had been manhandled. He just wanted to cum. And his broken mind meant that he wouldn't want anything else...

And there was a very obvious way that he would get filled. An incredibly obvious way. The hole in the back of his diaper. A decorative hole that was meant to be used. Kept closed at all times besides when it was time to penetrate, to ensure that he wasn't going to leak anywhere. While Good Sniffits Stink, they also don't make horrid messes that were difficult to clean. No, that was somebody else's duty.

But before Mommy decided to break in this wonderful hole that would leave her beyond satisfied, she decided to put the diaper that she had just pulled off him into her own pailpack. She was running low as well, and this diaper... It was so heavy that it would definitely serve her needs.

Getting it inside wasn't easy. But once Mommy had shut the pailpack after punching the diaper into the depths of it, she took a deep breath. Huffing from all three hoses, to make sure that she received the full payload and got a chance to experience everything that the smell had to offer...

Behind that mask, her eyes widened. And her cock throbbed. She should put it back into her diaper before she blew her load. It wouldn't be long. The smell was that intense. That... dominating. And yet... And yet..!

Mommy couldn't stop herself. She grabbed the Recruit and slammed him against her bed. And as soon as she was above him, as soon as her hands were digging into his diapered hips, she thrust her cock into his hole. All for the sake of cumming once again. All for the sake of enjoying and indulging in the stink in her pack..!

He had done something that was well worth praising. The only stink that should've made her feel this way was her Queen's. And yet the potency of his stink was on a whole new level. It was so intense that it made her reconsider if she should've just broken him from the getgo and ensured that he would've put out these kinds of messes from the start.

Because to be truthful, she had paced herself. She had allowed him to perform optimally, before she went ahead to try and break him. It was what she, and most of the other Sniffit Mommies were told to do. If one of the Sniffits had the potential, they would demonstrate it on their own. And then it was their turn to try and nurture that potential. Which was why she had held off the best she could.

But now that he had proven himself, there was nothing that stopped Mommy from just thrusting wildly. Thrusting, huffing, thrusting and huffing in the same cycle. Every thrust interrupted by another huff. Every huff interrupted by another thrust. A simple cycle that remained unbroken until she would reach her climax.

And the Recruit was in much the same state. He humped his diaper, and he inhaled her diaper's stink. Over and over again. All while his ass was being crammed full of cock. He loved it. He loved it so much. He loved every moment of it. He wanted it to keep going forever and ever. He wanted to keep being useful to her. That was his existence. His very life as a Sniffit! He was so broken that he couldn't even think of ever being anything else! This was his life! His duty! His mission!

Then, as he gave in completely, he felt his cage trembling a little too much. And he was forced to let out a muffled scream, as it nudged away in just the right way... Allowing him to squirt out his cum into the front of his padding. The first sign of his development going wonderfully. The fact he was able to cum like this...

He wasn't the only one that came either. He could feel Mommy's cum splashing around inside him. He could feel her filling him to the brim. All of that wonderful cum, sloshing around inside him. He couldn't wait for it to be converted into more stinkies. More stinky messes that would be used to break in anybody else that stood against them. He simply couldn't wait.

What was his prior identity? What was his life before this? He could not remember in the slightest at this point. All that the Recruit... All that the Good Sniffit could remember was that he was a Good Sniffit. And nothing else mattered to him. That was his sole reason for existing. His sole reason to keep living.

Mommy gasped and panted as she slowly pulled out of that wonderful hole, which didn't even manage to drool a single droplet of cum. It remained perfectly shut. All so he could eventually fill the rest of the diaper with stinkies. That was what Good Sniffits did. Fill to their heart's content, and otherwise obey orders...

She really did love this job lots. She loved serving her Queen. She loved breaking in new Sniffits. No matter how many times she did it, she would never tire of it. Because the Good Sniffits that were made from this intense training... They were the very best that the Queen had ever seen. And that included herself, when the Queen introduced her to her shaft.

Just thinking about it made her tremble all over. And naturally, Mommy couldn't help herself. But instead of plunging her cock into the Good Sniffit once more, she properly and snugly snapped it back into her diaper. She would have to find a Mommy that could put her back into a cage later. Because she did go a little overboard, and she deserved to be punished as a result. But it would be okay. She was a Good Sniffit. She would earn her cock's freedom later...

As Mommy gazed upon the Good Sniffit that laid on the bed, she couldn't help but giggle and huff a little more of his stink. It was simply divine. But he wasn't the only one that she had to reward, and his stink wouldn't be enjoyed by her alone. No, she had to reward those two as well...

Mommy snapped her fingers, and the door to her room opened. Allowing the twins that served her, the same twins that had helped break the Good Sniffit the first time, to enter and salute her. Each with their own diapers filled to the brim, given the way that they were sagging... And their arousal being far too great, given the way that their diapers tented. They were ready for their reward.

"He's all yours. Make sure he remains a Good Sniffit. Like you two." Mommy said, as she slowly walked past them. Waddling, really. Considering she had managed to mess herself while filling up his poor rear...

It didn't take long for the wonderful noises to begin again. All thanks to the twins using one hole for both of their relief. And Mommy couldn't help but chuckle as she heard it. Both of them were Good Sniffits, and had been Good Sniffits for much longer. But they were still green. She'd have to punish them for refusing to take turns. Really, all four of them still have so much room to grow, before they'd be the absolute best Sniffits that they could be.

And yet... They all wanted one thing. All four Sniffits wanted to keep spreading their influence. Keep inflicting Sniffithood upon those that had not yet been turned. And there was a ripe target too. The world where the Good Sniffit originally came from.

Mommy drew a sharp breath as she felt the front of her diaper growing extra sticky. To turn him against his former friends and family... Truly, nothing would be as enticing. All thanks to the depravity, and the amount of Sniffits they could turn.

Once they had all been punished for their bad behavior... It was up to Mommy and her three Good Sniffits to pay a visit to that world, and begin its total conversion. And then, all of the good boys and girls would learn what truly mattered.

Good Sniffits Stink. Even new ones like them...