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The Hunt for Clothes

One of the world's most famous modern-electric-cyber-punk-pop-ultra-duo-bands of all time are having a concert, their biggest one yet, where they’ll play all their songs, and - given their track record - probably give a few special one-time-only covers of other famous songs done by different musicians! This is a cyber-music fan’s wet dream!

Wubz actually drooled on himself when he saw the announcement at his computer, and then he almost cried when he noticed it was across the country. He’d have to either drive or fly over to the concert, though, it’s so soon that he wouldn’t have enough time to drive, plus it’s probably super illegal for him to drive long distances with his light sensitivity problems… but flying is so expensive!

Instinctively, when the phrase ‘cash’ went through Wubz’s mind, a name followed shortly after: Abulara.

His rich poodle girlfriend shouldn’t be doing anything around the time of the concert, it’s a weekday! Abulara never does anything during the week! He would probably be able to convince her to fly out with him, if he just utters a single phrase, one cruel phrase that he swore to himself to never say again… but…. Cyber-music….

Wubz listened to the band's track one more time, before he made his conclusion, though he hardly made it through the first song before he picked up his phone and dialed her number.

“What is it now?” Abulara said after she smacked her lips together, annoyed that she had to answer the phone; she’s always had a bubbling, friendly personality, especially when it comes to Wubz.

“I need a HUGE favor!” Wubz started, he knew that greeting her was just a waste of breath, she was a dog that liked it when people got to the point with her, “My favorite band is playing at a concert across country, and there’ll be encores and merchandise and covers and -- it’ll be awesome!”

All Wubz got was the uninterested, apathetic sound of someone chewing gum on the other side of the phone, with the sound of a magazine page turning.

He knew she wouldn’t spend a cent on him unless she got something in return that was worth it… Wubz clenched his eyes shut, and felt his heart start to race, he felt as if he were about to vomit, and he was just working himself up to do it!

“I’ll owe you one!” Wubz blurted it out, regret already started to crush him like a bulletproof vest.

There was a moment of silence, then Abulara calmly said: “Okay, panty boy, throw on some clothes, I’ll be home in a bit.” then she abruptly hung up, without another word.

Wubz pulled his lips back into a terrified, excited, miserable, and elated smile, and he felt tears run down his cheeks, probably from all of the emotions he was feeling. He then leaned forward and rested his head on his desk.

He looked down at himself; he was wearing nothing but his favorite black briefs with blue trim and music notes… he better get something on for her by the time his lovely girlfriend arrives, or else…

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About a week passed, Abulara had been kind enough to pay for both her own and Wubz’s tickets on a flight over to where the concert is, and every day that passed by was another day that Abulara got to think through on her favor, every time in the past, Abulara always gets Wubz to do something humiliating and awful for her, and he knew that something big like this would warrant the worst day of his life… which was worth it, for the best day of his life; though thankfully, she can’t ask for it until the concert is over, and they’re back home!

Abulara had a thought, however, an epiphany! She didn’t give a fig if Wubz makes it onto the plane or not, if he doesn’t, she still gets her favor from him cause it was money out of her pocket, and it would be his fault for not being able to make it aboard, so why not have some fun?

While Wubz was taking a shower and singing to some music he was playing, Abulara snuck in and grabbed his briefs. She had some tape and a metal wire ready; she taped the wire on to the outside of his underwear, along one of the legs seams to make it incredibly hard to notice. With the seeds of mischief planted, she walked out of the bathroom, and waited for her evil plant to grow.

Wubz let the AI in his car - Carl - bring the two of them to the airport. Wubz was SUPER pumped about going! He had on his favorite shirt from the band, along with some shorts that went along well with the casualness of the shirt. Abulara dressed like she didn’t give a damn, like flying across the country was a normal thing for her daily routine.

The car ride was smooth, not a whole lot of talking, and before Wubz even knew it, Carl had parked himself into a good space at the Airport Parking Lot. Wubz got out, locked the door, and gave his keys, ticket, and everything to Abulara; Wubz always had a --- knack for losing his keys, or his pants that had the keys in them, so normally he lets Abulara hold onto important things like his wallet or his keys.

The airport was pretty sizable, it probably saw a lot of traffic 24/7. Just the walk from the car to the airport terminal was enough to tell that today was a busy day! It was packed to the brim with people who are planning to depart and people who’ve landed! Complete and utter chaos!

Of course, as everyone knows, before you can go into the airport itself, you have to go through security, which Wubz -- hated. Once before, he had left a toenail clipper in his back pocket, and completely forgot it existed. The TSA people made him strip down to his underwear right then and there, in front of everyone, and go through a scanner; he made the fatal decision to wear tighty whities that day, and they had to confiscate his pants just for good measure. Thankfully they gave him back his shirt, and even a cheap skirt that he had to wear until he got to his hotel; the luggage was sent ahead of him, and so he didn’t have anything to change into until then!

But nothing like that would be happening to Wubz today, no sir! He triple checked his shoes, his socks, his pants, his shirt, he even groomed his fur in case of metal shavings! He was completely metal-free, and wouldn’t be setting off any alarms today!

Wubz stood in line ahead of Abulara, confident that this would take just a couple of seconds, and that everything would be fine! He had absolutely no luggage with him, since he’s just going to the concert, and then sleeping at a hotel, before he would fly back the next morning.

When it was his turn to step forward into the scanner, he put his hands above his head happily, and waited with relaxed, closed eyes.

“ERR! ERR!” the machine screamed, as red lights started to blink. There was metal detected on him!

The lady TSA lady beside the scanner asked if he had any metal items on his person, to which he responded no, and emptied his pockets. He was told to go back in, and get scanned one more time.

Perhaps it was just a fluke…?

“ERR! ERR!” the machine screamed again.

Wubz winced his eyes, confused, and wrinkled his snout. The TSA lady walked over to him, and told him to follow her, that they would need to stripsearch him.

Thankfully, the TSA had reformed some of their methods in these kinds of situations; instead of making him strip in front of everyone, and searching him there, they will have him go into a special bathroom, strip outside of it, leave his cloths there for them to check, and then be searched in private.

The bathroom was locked when not in use, and located right next to two regular bathrooms. Wubz was lead to it, and told to strip while the TSA agent watched.

A blush overcame Wubz’s face as he lifted his shirt up off him to reveal his thin, black furred frame, and when he started to unbutton his pants, his cheeks grew even redder.

Of course, the TSA Agent was very professional, and didn’t snort, laugh, or smile when she saw the small, tight white briefs that clung around waist, with little stars and brown teddy-bears sprinkled around for decoration; childrens underwear, essentially

The Agent’s face read exactly what she was thinking: ‘Just another freak, just another day.’
Dutifully, the Agent accepted his cloths, instructed Wubz to face the wall, and she patted him down; she felt out his arms, his chest, his lower belly, his thighs, ran a finger over the underwear between his cheeks, and at last she reached around to firmly grip Wubz’s bulge.

Wubz cringed hard as he felt someone elses hand hold his most private, cotton covered area, and rested his face against the wall as a male entered the bathroom just two feet to his left, yes, this was all still in view of at least a hundred or so people.

She palpated the bulge, with Wubz leaning forward and wrapping his thighs around her invasive hand uneasily. She squeezed to feel one, then another to feel the other. She felt around his malehood, then checked beneath it all to check if he was hiding anything. She was satisfied with her search, and let go. She then loudly smacked his rear, which got an “Eep!” out of Wubz, and made him stand up straight.

Once he was standing up, she grabbed his waistband from both the left and right, and pulled them down to his feat. She instructed him to step out of them, which he reluctantly did, then she put all his clothing in a pile on the ground beside him.

“Alright, I’ll have an analyst scan your clothes while I search you. C’mon in, I have to-” the agent was distracted by a static sound through her radio. She unhooked it from her shoulder, and brought it up to her mouth.

“Yeah?” she asked with a tired raised eyebrow.

“We got a drug-find here in baggage claim! Guy’s running! We need all available agents!” the sounds of a male shouting through the radio could be heard, he was breathy, probably chasing after the guy as he spoke.

The TSA lady with Wubz was surprised, and blinked once, before she held a finger to Wubz, turned, and ran off to assist whoever called it in.

Seconds after the woman ran off, some kid on a skateboard rode through the hallway, and snatched the pile of Wubz’s clothes! The naked bat took a step after the kid, but then he realized himself, and put his hands between his legs!

He didn’t have any clothes!

The door to the private bathroom was left locked!

His flight leaves in -- FIFTEEN MINUTES!!!

Forget the darn TSA! They stripped him and left him with nothing but the fur on his back! He needed something to cover himself with, and quick!

Wubz couldn’t go back into the main room, there were tons of people in there! He immediately went into the closest bathroom, which -- happened to be the ladies bathroom! It was probably cleaner to be in than the males, but obviously there were a lot of reasons why this was wrong.

Inside, Wubz saw a female fixing up her makeup, and another changing her baby on one of those wall-table things. Jackpot!

While the one doing her makeup screamed bloody-murder, Wubz charged the woman changing her baby, stuffed his hand into her purse, then snatched out a diaper! He got a stern smack across the face, which sent his glasses flying under one of the stalls, but he didn’t care! He ran out and immediately turned and went into the mens bathroom to get free of the female who was chasing after him.

There was a guy in one of the stalls, and one using the urinal, however neither spotted the naked Wubz before he could walk into a stall and shut himself in. He didn’t want to leave… but the concert! He NEEDED to be there! Surely if he sprinted, he could make his way to the plane… it can’t be THAT big of an airport.

With the thought of getting to meet his favorite musicians, Wubz undid the white square, put it around himself, and - to his amazement - put it on! That must have either been a BIG toddler, or Wubz really should eat more.

The tape that held the diaper together was strained, one wrong move or duck, and the it’d pop off! He took a mental note of that, then brought a hand up to his chest and started to take a deep breath.

Once he finished exhaling, Wubz opened the bathroom stall, and sprinted out of the mens bathroom. He turned and hurried back towards the massive room filled with lines of people, at least a hundred and fifty now…

Of course, Wubz’s face was a deep red, and it didn’t help at all that the few people who noticed him started to chuckle; the guards didn’t seem to really notice at all, and just kept going about their duty.

The woman who was frisking him earlier appeared to leave a special-pass door open that would get him from this room into the rest of the ariport! It must be jammed on something! Immediately, Wubz seized the door, rammed his bare harm against it to push it open, and sprinted!

For a moment, Wubz thought that he would have to get back in line and wait in his diaper! How humiliating that would have been!

Wearing nothing but a far-too-small white diaper, Wubz just ran through large halls of the airport, until he reached another large room with a two escalators that would take him up to the second floor, where his flight should be!

Wubz winced as he stepped onto the metal staircase, the cold steel dug into his paws and made him feel as if he were on ice. He put his hands on the moving rubber coated rails, and pushed himself up off the stairs so he wouldn’t have to stand.

It goes without saying that Wubz was getting a fair amount of dirty looks, with snorting, snickering, or appalled sounds following shortly after.

Once he reached the top of the escalator, he moved to set his feet back down, but the shift in weight made him slip, and he fell right down onto the stairs! As if it wasn’t painful enough to land on the edge of a stair, the bottom of his diaper got caught between them as they flattened out, and the poor, poofy white article was ripped right off of him, leaving him bare once again!

Immediately, Wubz covered his crotch with both hands, got up, and ran. He looked up at a clock to see how much time he had left -- 12 minutes….

Now Wubz had reached the part of the airport with all of the restaurants, shops, and terminals. They won’t let a naked bat on a plane, not that he’d WANT to ride naked! He’d have to find something to hide his shame, and soon!

With steps as fast as lightning, Wubz had searched high & low for any kind of clothing store, ANY kind at all! He saw places where you could buy blankets and things to make long flights easier, but that wouldn’t work, he say bookstores, gadget stores, hardware stores, ah!

Wubz skidded to a halt, as he spotted a male clothing store right next to a female one. Instinctually, Wubz went right to the male one, but there was a ‘Back in 30 minutes’ sign on it! He didn’t have time to wait! And so, Wubz had to swallow his pride and sneak - naked - into the womens clothing store.

It wouldn’t even be that bad if he got arrested --- sure he’d miss the flight, but at least he’d be out of public eye… he made three swipes, one for a long, floral, thin, and cheap dress, one for a sunhat, and another for a packet of cheap panties. The woman behind the counter caught him sneaking out with the dress and panteis in his hand, and the sunhat in his mouth - which meant that his genitals were completely uncovered - but he was able to sprint away fast enough before he got caught!

There was a bathroom not to far off from the store, which is where Wubz hid. He went into the womens bathroom and shut himself in a stall. Wubz felt as if he hadn’t taken a breath in since he left the first stall!

He took a full minute and a half to calm down, though his arms didn’t at all stop shaking… at least he could cover himself now…

Wubz opened the packet of panties, took out a yellow pair with blue flowers on it, and slid into them, and SHEESH were they tight! Thankfully there’s no way at all he could get aroused for at least a week, so there’s no worry of him slipping out. He put on the pink dress with yellow flowers right after, and then the sun hat, which hid a lot of his face… he could actually somewhat pull off a woman!

There, now that he was all in disguise, he walked out of the womans bathroom like nothing happened, and slowly made his way towards Terminal C38. It was all the way down the hall, and he still didn’t have on any shoes, so riding the belt in the center of the huge, long room was a no-go.

As Wubz started to near his flight gate, he unknowingly walked over an air-grate, which unleashed an uproar of wind just at the same time he was halfway over it! This resulted in his dress being blown up past his waist - flashing everyone with the tight panties, filled with a bulge - as well as blow his hat to the opposite side of the quick-walk-way! He didn’t have time to go get it!

“Hey! Idiot!” Wubz heard a familiar voice call to him.

The red bat that was currently pushing down his dress looked around, until he saw an impatient Abulara approach him with crossed arms. She did NOT look happy at all.

“They’re boarding the plane, I thought for a moment we’d missed it!” she scolded him while she got closer, then stopped a good foot from him and looked him over, “The hell happened to you?” she asked, but as Wubz drew breath to respond, she held her hand up.

“I don’t care. Plane-time.” she interrupted him shortly, then spun on her heels, and walked over to the terminal, as if this was just a regular trip, which it probably was.

Getting on the plane was easy… it was the ride itself that was hard… Abulara was cruel, and she loved nothing more than to tease and humiliate Wubz, and how could she pass up an opportunity like this? This whole incident was her doing, and the flight was just her getting her reward.

It wasn’t a packed plane, and there was nobody across from them. Abulara let Wubz have the window seat, however he didn’t pick up on her intentions.

Once they were half way through the flight, Abulara put her hand on Wubz’s knee, then very slowly moved it up his thigh, until her forearm was completely under his dress. Wubz’s face was dark red, and he clenched his eyes.

This wasn’t the first time Abulara made Wubz… go over the edge in public, though this was probably the fastest she was able to ‘unload’ him. After about a minute of choked squeaks, squirming, and lip biting, Wubz was forced to get up in a stained dress, walk all the way down the aisle, and flush his panties down the toilet, before changing into a new pink pair.

Satisfied for the rest of the ride, Abulara just listened to music until the plane landed.

When the plane DID land, Abulara got out from her seat, and let Wubz get up and walk out in front of her. As Wubz walked down the main walkway of the plane, she grabbed the back of his dress, and purposefully snagged it onto the corner of a chair.

Completely unaware of this, Wubz took a fatal two steps forward, which were followed by a loud ‘RIIIIIIIIIIIP’

It’s hard to say which trip was harder for Wubz, the trip to the plane, or the trip out of the airport… Abulara didn’t let Wubz steal or buy any clothing this time around, she insisted that they didn’t have any money to buy it with, and she didn’t want a criminal record.

At least at the end of all this humiliation, Wubz would get to see-

One of the musicians in the duo were injured, and the concert was canceled.

Description
The Hunt for Clothes

One of the world's most famous modern-electric-cyber-punk-pop-ultra-duo-bands of all time are having a concert, their biggest one yet, where they’ll play all their songs, and - given their track record - probably give a few special one-time-only covers of other famous songs done by different musicians! This is a cyber-music fan’s wet dream!

Wubz actually drooled on himself when he saw the announcement at his computer, and then he almost cried when he noticed it was across the country. He’d have to either drive or fly over to the concert, though, it’s so soon that he wouldn’t have enough time to drive, plus it’s probably super illegal for him to drive long distances with his light sensitivity problems… but flying is so expensive!

Instinctively, when the phrase ‘cash’ went through Wubz’s mind, a name followed shortly after: Abulara.

His rich poodle girlfriend shouldn’t be doing anything around the time of the concert, it’s a weekday! Abulara never does anything during the week! He would probably be able to convince her to fly out with him, if he just utters a single phrase, one cruel phrase that he swore to himself to never say again… but…. Cyber-music….

Wubz listened to the band's track one more time, before he made his conclusion, though he hardly made it through the first song before he picked up his phone and dialed her number.

“What is it now?” Abulara said after she smacked her lips together, annoyed that she had to answer the phone; she’s always had a bubbling, friendly personality, especially when it comes to Wubz.

“I need a HUGE favor!” Wubz started, he knew that greeting her was just a waste of breath, she was a dog that liked it when people got to the point with her, “My favorite band is playing at a concert across country, and there’ll be encores and merchandise and covers and -- it’ll be awesome!”

All Wubz got was the uninterested, apathetic sound of someone chewing gum on the other side of the phone, with the sound of a magazine page turning.

He knew she wouldn’t spend a cent on him unless she got something in return that was worth it… Wubz clenched his eyes shut, and felt his heart start to race, he felt as if he were about to vomit, and he was just working himself up to do it!

“I’ll owe you one!” Wubz blurted it out, regret already started to crush him like a bulletproof vest.

There was a moment of silence, then Abulara calmly said: “Okay, panty boy, throw on some clothes, I’ll be home in a bit.” then she abruptly hung up, without another word.

Wubz pulled his lips back into a terrified, excited, miserable, and elated smile, and he felt tears run down his cheeks, probably from all of the emotions he was feeling. He then leaned forward and rested his head on his desk.

He looked down at himself; he was wearing nothing but his favorite black briefs with blue trim and music notes… he better get something on for her by the time his lovely girlfriend arrives, or else…

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About a week passed, Abulara had been kind enough to pay for both her own and Wubz’s tickets on a flight over to where the concert is, and every day that passed by was another day that Abulara got to think through on her favor, every time in the past, Abulara always gets Wubz to do something humiliating and awful for her, and he knew that something big like this would warrant the worst day of his life… which was worth it, for the best day of his life; though thankfully, she can’t ask for it until the concert is over, and they’re back home!

Abulara had a thought, however, an epiphany! She didn’t give a fig if Wubz makes it onto the plane or not, if he doesn’t, she still gets her favor from him cause it was money out of her pocket, and it would be his fault for not being able to make it aboard, so why not have some fun?

While Wubz was taking a shower and singing to some music he was playing, Abulara snuck in and grabbed his briefs. She had some tape and a metal wire ready; she taped the wire on to the outside of his underwear, along one of the legs seams to make it incredibly hard to notice. With the seeds of mischief planted, she walked out of the bathroom, and waited for her evil plant to grow.

Wubz let the AI in his car - Carl - bring the two of them to the airport. Wubz was SUPER pumped about going! He had on his favorite shirt from the band, along with some shorts that went along well with the casualness of the shirt. Abulara dressed like she didn’t give a damn, like flying across the country was a normal thing for her daily routine.

The car ride was smooth, not a whole lot of talking, and before Wubz even knew it, Carl had parked himself into a good space at the Airport Parking Lot. Wubz got out, locked the door, and gave his keys, ticket, and everything to Abulara; Wubz always had a --- knack for losing his keys, or his pants that had the keys in them, so normally he lets Abulara hold onto important things like his wallet or his keys.

The airport was pretty sizable, it probably saw a lot of traffic 24/7. Just the walk from the car to the airport terminal was enough to tell that today was a busy day! It was packed to the brim with people who are planning to depart and people who’ve landed! Complete and utter chaos!

Of course, as everyone knows, before you can go into the airport itself, you have to go through security, which Wubz -- hated. Once before, he had left a toenail clipper in his back pocket, and completely forgot it existed. The TSA people made him strip down to his underwear right then and there, in front of everyone, and go through a scanner; he made the fatal decision to wear tighty whities that day, and they had to confiscate his pants just for good measure. Thankfully they gave him back his shirt, and even a cheap skirt that he had to wear until he got to his hotel; the luggage was sent ahead of him, and so he didn’t have anything to change into until then!

But nothing like that would be happening to Wubz today, no sir! He triple checked his shoes, his socks, his pants, his shirt, he even groomed his fur in case of metal shavings! He was completely metal-free, and wouldn’t be setting off any alarms today!

Wubz stood in line ahead of Abulara, confident that this would take just a couple of seconds, and that everything would be fine! He had absolutely no luggage with him, since he’s just going to the concert, and then sleeping at a hotel, before he would fly back the next morning.

When it was his turn to step forward into the scanner, he put his hands above his head happily, and waited with relaxed, closed eyes.

“ERR! ERR!” the machine screamed, as red lights started to blink. There was metal detected on him!

The lady TSA lady beside the scanner asked if he had any metal items on his person, to which he responded no, and emptied his pockets. He was told to go back in, and get scanned one more time.

Perhaps it was just a fluke…?

“ERR! ERR!” the machine screamed again.

Wubz winced his eyes, confused, and wrinkled his snout. The TSA lady walked over to him, and told him to follow her, that they would need to stripsearch him.

Thankfully, the TSA had reformed some of their methods in these kinds of situations; instead of making him strip in front of everyone, and searching him there, they will have him go into a special bathroom, strip outside of it, leave his cloths there for them to check, and then be searched in private.

The bathroom was locked when not in use, and located right next to two regular bathrooms. Wubz was lead to it, and told to strip while the TSA agent watched.

A blush overcame Wubz’s face as he lifted his shirt up off him to reveal his thin, black furred frame, and when he started to unbutton his pants, his cheeks grew even redder.

Of course, the TSA Agent was very professional, and didn’t snort, laugh, or smile when she saw the small, tight white briefs that clung around waist, with little stars and brown teddy-bears sprinkled around for decoration; childrens underwear, essentially

The Agent’s face read exactly what she was thinking: ‘Just another freak, just another day.’
Dutifully, the Agent accepted his cloths, instructed Wubz to face the wall, and she patted him down; she felt out his arms, his chest, his lower belly, his thighs, ran a finger over the underwear between his cheeks, and at last she reached around to firmly grip Wubz’s bulge.

Wubz cringed hard as he felt someone elses hand hold his most private, cotton covered area, and rested his face against the wall as a male entered the bathroom just two feet to his left, yes, this was all still in view of at least a hundred or so people.

She palpated the bulge, with Wubz leaning forward and wrapping his thighs around her invasive hand uneasily. She squeezed to feel one, then another to feel the other. She felt around his malehood, then checked beneath it all to check if he was hiding anything. She was satisfied with her search, and let go. She then loudly smacked his rear, which got an “Eep!” out of Wubz, and made him stand up straight.

Once he was standing up, she grabbed his waistband from both the left and right, and pulled them down to his feat. She instructed him to step out of them, which he reluctantly did, then she put all his clothing in a pile on the ground beside him.

“Alright, I’ll have an analyst scan your clothes while I search you. C’mon in, I have to-” the agent was distracted by a static sound through her radio. She unhooked it from her shoulder, and brought it up to her mouth.

“Yeah?” she asked with a tired raised eyebrow.

“We got a drug-find here in baggage claim! Guy’s running! We need all available agents!” the sounds of a male shouting through the radio could be heard, he was breathy, probably chasing after the guy as he spoke.

The TSA lady with Wubz was surprised, and blinked once, before she held a finger to Wubz, turned, and ran off to assist whoever called it in.

Seconds after the woman ran off, some kid on a skateboard rode through the hallway, and snatched the pile of Wubz’s clothes! The naked bat took a step after the kid, but then he realized himself, and put his hands between his legs!

He didn’t have any clothes!

The door to the private bathroom was left locked!

His flight leaves in -- FIFTEEN MINUTES!!!

Forget the darn TSA! They stripped him and left him with nothing but the fur on his back! He needed something to cover himself with, and quick!

Wubz couldn’t go back into the main room, there were tons of people in there! He immediately went into the closest bathroom, which -- happened to be the ladies bathroom! It was probably cleaner to be in than the males, but obviously there were a lot of reasons why this was wrong.

Inside, Wubz saw a female fixing up her makeup, and another changing her baby on one of those wall-table things. Jackpot!

While the one doing her makeup screamed bloody-murder, Wubz charged the woman changing her baby, stuffed his hand into her purse, then snatched out a diaper! He got a stern smack across the face, which sent his glasses flying under one of the stalls, but he didn’t care! He ran out and immediately turned and went into the mens bathroom to get free of the female who was chasing after him.

There was a guy in one of the stalls, and one using the urinal, however neither spotted the naked Wubz before he could walk into a stall and shut himself in. He didn’t want to leave… but the concert! He NEEDED to be there! Surely if he sprinted, he could make his way to the plane… it can’t be THAT big of an airport.

With the thought of getting to meet his favorite musicians, Wubz undid the white square, put it around himself, and - to his amazement - put it on! That must have either been a BIG toddler, or Wubz really should eat more.

The tape that held the diaper together was strained, one wrong move or duck, and the it’d pop off! He took a mental note of that, then brought a hand up to his chest and started to take a deep breath.

Once he finished exhaling, Wubz opened the bathroom stall, and sprinted out of the mens bathroom. He turned and hurried back towards the massive room filled with lines of people, at least a hundred and fifty now…

Of course, Wubz’s face was a deep red, and it didn’t help at all that the few people who noticed him started to chuckle; the guards didn’t seem to really notice at all, and just kept going about their duty.

The woman who was frisking him earlier appeared to leave a special-pass door open that would get him from this room into the rest of the ariport! It must be jammed on something! Immediately, Wubz seized the door, rammed his bare harm against it to push it open, and sprinted!

For a moment, Wubz thought that he would have to get back in line and wait in his diaper! How humiliating that would have been!

Wearing nothing but a far-too-small white diaper, Wubz just ran through large halls of the airport, until he reached another large room with a two escalators that would take him up to the second floor, where his flight should be!

Wubz winced as he stepped onto the metal staircase, the cold steel dug into his paws and made him feel as if he were on ice. He put his hands on the moving rubber coated rails, and pushed himself up off the stairs so he wouldn’t have to stand.

It goes without saying that Wubz was getting a fair amount of dirty looks, with snorting, snickering, or appalled sounds following shortly after.

Once he reached the top of the escalator, he moved to set his feet back down, but the shift in weight made him slip, and he fell right down onto the stairs! As if it wasn’t painful enough to land on the edge of a stair, the bottom of his diaper got caught between them as they flattened out, and the poor, poofy white article was ripped right off of him, leaving him bare once again!

Immediately, Wubz covered his crotch with both hands, got up, and ran. He looked up at a clock to see how much time he had left -- 12 minutes….

Now Wubz had reached the part of the airport with all of the restaurants, shops, and terminals. They won’t let a naked bat on a plane, not that he’d WANT to ride naked! He’d have to find something to hide his shame, and soon!

With steps as fast as lightning, Wubz had searched high & low for any kind of clothing store, ANY kind at all! He saw places where you could buy blankets and things to make long flights easier, but that wouldn’t work, he say bookstores, gadget stores, hardware stores, ah!

Wubz skidded to a halt, as he spotted a male clothing store right next to a female one. Instinctually, Wubz went right to the male one, but there was a ‘Back in 30 minutes’ sign on it! He didn’t have time to wait! And so, Wubz had to swallow his pride and sneak - naked - into the womens clothing store.

It wouldn’t even be that bad if he got arrested --- sure he’d miss the flight, but at least he’d be out of public eye… he made three swipes, one for a long, floral, thin, and cheap dress, one for a sunhat, and another for a packet of cheap panties. The woman behind the counter caught him sneaking out with the dress and panteis in his hand, and the sunhat in his mouth - which meant that his genitals were completely uncovered - but he was able to sprint away fast enough before he got caught!

There was a bathroom not to far off from the store, which is where Wubz hid. He went into the womens bathroom and shut himself in a stall. Wubz felt as if he hadn’t taken a breath in since he left the first stall!

He took a full minute and a half to calm down, though his arms didn’t at all stop shaking… at least he could cover himself now…

Wubz opened the packet of panties, took out a yellow pair with blue flowers on it, and slid into them, and SHEESH were they tight! Thankfully there’s no way at all he could get aroused for at least a week, so there’s no worry of him slipping out. He put on the pink dress with yellow flowers right after, and then the sun hat, which hid a lot of his face… he could actually somewhat pull off a woman!

There, now that he was all in disguise, he walked out of the womans bathroom like nothing happened, and slowly made his way towards Terminal C38. It was all the way down the hall, and he still didn’t have on any shoes, so riding the belt in the center of the huge, long room was a no-go.

As Wubz started to near his flight gate, he unknowingly walked over an air-grate, which unleashed an uproar of wind just at the same time he was halfway over it! This resulted in his dress being blown up past his waist - flashing everyone with the tight panties, filled with a bulge - as well as blow his hat to the opposite side of the quick-walk-way! He didn’t have time to go get it!

“Hey! Idiot!” Wubz heard a familiar voice call to him.

The red bat that was currently pushing down his dress looked around, until he saw an impatient Abulara approach him with crossed arms. She did NOT look happy at all.

“They’re boarding the plane, I thought for a moment we’d missed it!” she scolded him while she got closer, then stopped a good foot from him and looked him over, “The hell happened to you?” she asked, but as Wubz drew breath to respond, she held her hand up.

“I don’t care. Plane-time.” she interrupted him shortly, then spun on her heels, and walked over to the terminal, as if this was just a regular trip, which it probably was.

Getting on the plane was easy… it was the ride itself that was hard… Abulara was cruel, and she loved nothing more than to tease and humiliate Wubz, and how could she pass up an opportunity like this? This whole incident was her doing, and the flight was just her getting her reward.

It wasn’t a packed plane, and there was nobody across from them. Abulara let Wubz have the window seat, however he didn’t pick up on her intentions.

Once they were half way through the flight, Abulara put her hand on Wubz’s knee, then very slowly moved it up his thigh, until her forearm was completely under his dress. Wubz’s face was dark red, and he clenched his eyes.

This wasn’t the first time Abulara made Wubz… go over the edge in public, though this was probably the fastest she was able to ‘unload’ him. After about a minute of choked squeaks, squirming, and lip biting, Wubz was forced to get up in a stained dress, walk all the way down the aisle, and flush his panties down the toilet, before changing into a new pink pair.

Satisfied for the rest of the ride, Abulara just listened to music until the plane landed.

When the plane DID land, Abulara got out from her seat, and let Wubz get up and walk out in front of her. As Wubz walked down the main walkway of the plane, she grabbed the back of his dress, and purposefully snagged it onto the corner of a chair.

Completely unaware of this, Wubz took a fatal two steps forward, which were followed by a loud ‘RIIIIIIIIIIIP’

It’s hard to say which trip was harder for Wubz, the trip to the plane, or the trip out of the airport… Abulara didn’t let Wubz steal or buy any clothing this time around, she insisted that they didn’t have any money to buy it with, and she didn’t want a criminal record.

At least at the end of all this humiliation, Wubz would get to see-

One of the musicians in the duo were injured, and the concert was canceled.