Team effort

(Style: fantasy kink scene. Rating: 3/5, CW: character POV, forced stripping and diapering, light bondage, public setting, goblins.)

There are so many things to see in the big city! Everywhere you look, there's something new to marvel at. You've been on the central plaza for almost ten minutes now, gawking at the incredible architecture towering all around you.

Suddenly, you feel a tuck on your trousers at knee level. You were warned that pickpockets were at large in the city, so you immediately jerk back and look down to see what caused the intrusion.

Standing right next to you is some kind of little green man with large pointy ears, less than half your size, dressed in ragged clothes. Gremlin? Goblin? You’ve never met either of those, so it’s hard to say.

"My-apologies-for-bothering-you-sir-or-madam-" it declares in a single breath, "but-could-I-have-a-moment-of-your-time-if-you-please? ". Its monotone voice sounds like gravel, yet it’s surprisingly eloquent. It must have rehearsed this speech a thousand times.

You’re taken aback by the request. Intrigued, you ask what this is all about.

The little thing's eyes light up and its ears perk up. It didn't expect to grab your attention and let the conversation go this far. Excitedly, it tells you: "My friends and I are part of a competitive team and we're trying to break a new record. Would you so kindly help us reach our goal? It will only take a minute!"

You ponder the offer. Maybe they’re looking for a sponsor to give them a signature or some change? That sounds innocent enough. You nod and agree to help them.

Immediately, the creature turns, puts two fingers in its mouth and blows a loud whistle that echoes in the plaza.

Out of nowhere, half a dozen silhouettes rush towards you, like little demons made of shadows. You barely have time to react before they swarm you. One gives a quick hit on the back of your knees as another barrel towards you at full speed. WHACK! You lose balance and fall backwards to the ground.

Your fall is broken by a dozen arms cushioning the impact. Your body lands on some kind of soft blanket, which wasn’t there on the cobblestones a second ago.

The fall has knocked the breath out of you, and before you can protest, the small creatures get to work…

Stripping off your clothes.

One goblin practically jumps on your chest and quickly unbuttons your shirt with its hook-like fingers. It flaps your shirt open - right the instant two other creatures lift both your arms up in unison. The whole operation only took a couple seconds.

Swiff! Your coat and shirt are pulled away, leaving your upper half naked. At the same time, two other creatures tug on your boots until they come loose and fall off your feet, while the hook-handed one is already working on your belt buckle.

You try to stand back up, but a burly-looking homunculus grabs you by the shoulders and slams you back down on the blanket. It makes a short hop and lands with both his feet on your shoulders, pinning you to the ground. The goblin isn’t that heavy, but it’s enough to keep you helplessly stuck in place.

Whoosh! While you weren’t looking, your pants were pulled down and discarded. And so are your socks and underwear. You're now laying naked on the blanket.

Absolutely. Naked.

In panic, you thrash and thrive to get free from the half-dozen goblins which have so dexterously stripped you down... But more hands clamp on your arms and legs to immobilize them. You could have dealt with the goblins individually, but as a team, they clearly overpower you.

Something rustles near your feet. You can just about crane your neck between the strong goblin's legs - only to see some white garment being unfolded. Swiftly, they place it near your midsection; you can feel the soft cloth touching your buttocks.

What. The Hell. Is going on?!

Fwoop! You feel a handful of powder being thrown on your crotch, blocking your view with a white cloud. The creatures quickly move to wrap your nethers in the cloth, folding and tugging, taping it snug and tight around you. If you weren’t trapped in this current situation, you’d be impressed by their relentless efficiency!

You let out a whimper of confusion. They strip you naked then dress you back up? What? Why?

The goblins pull on your arms. You feel your hands being wrapped in something soft, then a string being tied around your wrists. One second later, the same sensation repeats around your feet and ankles.

The burly goblin who sits on your shoulders squats down and yanks on your ears, lifting your head from the blanket. The sudden pain makes you yelp, just what another goblin needed to insert something in your mouth. You bite reflexively on the intruder. It's soft and rubbery.

From this thing now firmly lodged in your mouth, two lengths of leather are pulled on your cheeks, then locked behind your head with a buckle.

You feel something lightweight being pulled on your head, like a hoodie, then fastened under your chin with a string.

And just like that... they're gone. All pressure exerted on your body disappears in an instant, and this sudden freedom is almost shocking.

A screeching voice screams triumphantly: "FORTY-EIGHT SECONDS !!"

The goblins erupt into a chorus of cheers.

One of the creatures - who’s wearing glasses - holds a stopwatch in their hand, waving it around to the delight of all the others. "Only three more seconds to beat the record! We're gonna make it to the finals!"

The group of tiny humanoids looks overjoyed. You’re still confused about what just happened.

The goblin who initially accosted you turns towards you and winks. "Thank you for volunteering!” it claims, beaming a pointy-teeth-filled grin. “We really needed some extra training for the team diapering competition!"

'Diapering'?

You finally take a good look at yourself. Around your hips, a thick white undergarment spreads your legs apart, enveloping your crotch into what feels like an absurd amount of fabric. Ballooning blue booties adorn your feet. Mittens have been tied to your hands, leaving you unable to even wiggle your fingers. Held in place by a leather strap, a pacifier bulb fills your mouth and reduces you to silence. And you can only guess by your shadow projected on the cobblestones that a frilly bonnet is now coiffing your head.

Oh gods! You’ve seen actual toddlers dressed with more dignity! You can’t believe that they would make clothes like this for adults - let alone that they had just forced you into this ridiculous outfit.

The shock of the realization startles you awake, and you try to stand up. Right as you put an uncertain foot on the ground, the goblins gang springs back to life. In the blink of an eye, they have taken back all their unused equipment… as well as your own discarded clothes and bags. Just as swiftly as they came, they scatter and disappear in the shadows, leaving you alone.

Well, "alone" is not the appropriate word here. You're still in the middle of the central plaza, in the big city, where thousands of people gather every day.

And you’re almost naked.

Without any of your belongings.

Wearing gigantic baby clothes that you’re completely unable to remove on your own.

Under the mocking gaze of the people around the plaza, you feel the heat rise to your face as it turns a bright shade of shameful red…