Heaven and Hell: A Super Smash Brothers RP (private with theJozza)

"In the context of fighting, obviously not in the context of... wait, where are you going!?" Samus looked around, confused as Palutena vanished, "Why did you take my armor!? What are we doing at your room!?"

Samus was dragged into a room that could only be described as a bit odd. Well, very odd. It was a black-and-red, spikey place. It clearly wasn't the main room, lacking a bed, but containing what looked to be a cage with a mattress and several pillows and cushions. A table followed a similar theme, along with a couch and a recliner. Many of the pillows were heart shaped and fluffy, but the cushions to every seat and couch were clearly red leather. The lighting was oddly dim. Some odd disc was suspended from the ceiling by straps of some kind of elastic lace. The wardrobe, and a chest next to it, were very meticulously crafted from wood, and painted black.

[theJozza]

"Calm down poppet," Bayonetta says, now standing over the bounty hunter. "As I said you won't be needing that armor of yours for this weekend. As for why we're here you didn't forget the wager already did you? You lost and now you'll be spending the weekend with me and Palutena, but since I was the one who fought you I figured we could start you in my half of the apartment." She grins and claps her hands, causing additional lights to come on.

This added light adds a lot of context as it makes it clear what the furniture Samus was looking at in the shadows really is. The "cage" is a crib. The "disk" is a mobile. The chest is open and filled with toys (albeit of a distinctly dark magic theme). And the table is a changing table, the side of which is filled with black and red diapers.

"Now then," Bayonetta grins while starting to reach for Samus. "I think it's time Mummy got you properly dressed, poppet."

"Hang on, I agreed to spend some time at your place, not a nurser- Oh, no," Samus went pale as she noticed everything around her, "You want to... You want to put me in-"

Samus froze, her genetically-modified body hardening in Bayonetta's arms. The idea of being put into diapers, being seen as vulnerable, her hard armor broken...

She was in the flaming house again, Ridley staring her down. The last time she'd been in diapers was flashing in front of her eyes. The last time she'd felt so vulnerable.

[theJozza]

Bayonetta notices Samus going stiff, but doesn't think much of it, if anything she's delighted to see her being so compliant.

"That's right poppet," She coos, carrying Samus bridal style to the changing table. "Now just lay back and mummy will get you all nice and swaddled." She coos and starts to remove her zero suit, soon followed by her bra and underwear. Bayonetta then reaches down and pulls up all the necessary supplies including a bottle of baby oil, carton of baby powder, and red and black diaper covered in her style of designs.

Samus remained limp, seemingly just allowing it to happen. She didn't really know how to respond to any of this, her face was almost... scared? She could hear footsteps from the other room, heading toward the entry of the Nursery. Maybe Palutena was back? Maybe this was a crazy joke she'd put an end to, an overly-elaborate taunt on Bayonetta's part.

[theJozza]

Bayonetta actually starts humming to herself as she unfolds the diaper and slides it effortlessly underneath Samus' bottom. As she's starting to powder her, the door opens and Palutena glances in.

"Hey Netty, how's it going?" She asks, looking around. "Is Samus okay? Is she behaving? Are you?"

"Everything's fine, darling," Bayonetta says as she finishes with the powder and proceeds to fold the front of the diaper up and fasten the tapes. "In fact your timing couldn't be better," she grins and lifts Samus off the table to hold her out to Palutena. "Just take a look at our adorable new poppet." She coos as she cradles Samus. One look at her, and Palutena's eyes widen and fill with stars.

"EEEEEEEEE," she squeals. "She's so cute!!!! Let me hold her!!!" She prances forward and starts to reach out for Samus.

Samus stayed dazed, on the verge of tears owing to what she was seeing. One millisecond it was Ridley, another it was palutena, in a horrifying, headache-inducing strobe of colors. Finally, she broke.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" She screamed, tears welling up in her eyes, arms seemingly bolted to her sides.

[theJozza]

"Oh baby," Palutena coos, immediately taking her from Bayonetta and starting to hug and rock her. "There," there it's okay. Momma's got you now," She coos and immediately heads for the rocking chair and starts rocking back and forth. "Come now, what's wrong, precious." Palutena coos, kissing Samus forehead as she rocks her.

Bayonetta for her part sighs sympathetically and walks over to a corner of the room with a small kitchenette set up. A moment later she walks over with a bottle of warm milk, which she hands to Palutena.

"LET GO OF ME! YOU'RE NOT TAKING ME TOO, NO!" Samus cried, still stiffly curled in Palutena's arms, "WEREN'T THEY ENOUGH!?"

It was clear, at this point, that Samus wasn't lashing back at anything actually happening to her.

[theJozza]

"Oh my," Palutena sighs, then holds out her hand, chants a few words causing it to glow, and lays it upon Samus' forehead. "There, there. Memories from the past rest once more. Open your eyes and see what present is in store." She chants as she rubs her hand, her spell working to soothe Samus mind and break her out of her little trance.

Bayonetta watches as well, making a mental note to set up some sort of mental barriers in "poppet's" nursery. It seemed the girl was a bit more in need of this than the two of them had realized.