All characters over 21 years of age. I want to thank anyone reading this and for some of the kind feedback I have received. I thought I would be done in 3 parts, but I have at least one more left for this story.
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Chapter 8
"Now Peepsie, you need to let us see." Rosalina's soft voice said in a motherly tone. "I know you're embarrassed about what happened at the pool, but you have nothing to hide from us."
"Yes, let me take a look. I'm a doctor, remember?" Peach said as if talking to a child. The mention of doctor reminded Klay of Dr. Tuttle's damning commentary on his nude form. Not only was the new clinical diagnosis of "micropenis" in front of his crush humiliating enough, she said it was the worst she had seen. Klay had been teary-eyed and almost inconsolable all last night and this morning from the memories. His mommies had only become worried when he started walking with little winces of pain. "It seems SOMEONE pinched your little pee pee much too hard, I want to see if you're hurt." Peach said now in a frustrated tone, with a stern glare at Pauline.
"I had to hold tight! There's not enough to get a grip on!" Pauline said in a defensive tone. "I didn't mean to squish his little dink! I just didn't want him peeing on me!"
"If he's hurt..." Rosalina said shooting a fiery look at Pauline as small items in the room began to shake from her telekinesis.
"Whoa, let's all calm down!" Daisy said. "Now Peepsie, drop you diaper and show us your winky."
Klay had no fight left in him after his disastrous first "date" with Kara. He undid the tabs on the side of his pamper and let it fall. Between his legs was the same pitiful excuse for genitals, but his little nub of a penis was now red and swollen to the diameter of a AA battery, rather than a pencil eraser.
"See! It's a little bigger now!" Pauline said dismissively. "You're really packing heat in your pants now!" She added sarcastically.
"Oh you poor baby! Come here." Rosalina said as she lifted the koopa on to the couch. "I'll kiss it all better." With that she gave Klay a small peck on the peep, like a mommy kissing a boo boo. Klay's eyes went wide for two reasons: 1. Those were the first ever lips on his tiny penis and 2. As the space princess lowered her head between his legs for the kiss, Kara came barging through the front door to witness it. She looked on the scene with incredulity and a jealous burning in her eyes.
"Kara! It's not what it looks-" Klay stuttered out. Rosalina's head shot up and turned toward the door.
"Klay Koopa, I don't know what this power is you have over women, but I-" Kara stopped and found her composure mid-sentence. Daisy and Pauline both snorted in laughter at Kara's comment but resisted breaking down in hysterics.
"Peepsie-- er Klay, is hurt. I was just helping him" Rosalina said calmly, using his real name for the first time in quite a while. She rose to her feet and turned toward Kara, as Klay put his hands over this groin and blushed. Even to the inexperienced Klay, Kara seemed quite jealous of another woman giving him attention. "Was it still possible she had interest in him? Even after seeing him naked?" Klay thought to himself.
"I'm sorry to hear that, Klay." Kara said with thinly veiled skepticism and jealousy in her eyes. "I- I- came here because I've just gotten news from castle security. They have assembled all the shell fragments they could find at the scene of the attack at the tavern. They are going to cross-reference what info they have to get a list of possible koopas from shell records. Klay is definitely on that list."
"That's such vague evidence. How could they prove it was Klay?" Rosalina asked nervously.
"It's true, it probably doesn't prove anything. The only other thing they found at the scene was a diaper in one of the toilets, but that was probably unrelated evidence." Kara said without a thought.
"Oh...my..." Rosalina said horrifed by the realization of her sloppy rescue of Klay all those days ago. Her face was paler than usual and her mouth was slightly agape. She had left his diaper there that night! Her mind raced as she thought of Klay's room probably full of stacks of diapers! His purchase history probably rife with charges for pampers! She sat next to the bottomless Klay on the couch, looking lost for words. The other princesses stared at her with concerned faces, having an inkling of the importance of this new revelation.
Kara stared at the suddenly quiet and despondent Rosalina and then moved her eyes to Klay. He was still sitting on the couch with his hands clutched over his little privates. On the floor before him was the diaper he had dropped for his inspection. Kara's face soon let on that wheels were turning in her mind as she stood there in the silent room. Finally she spoke:
"Wait...Klay...were you wearing these before they disguised you?" Kara asked while pointing at the discarded diaper. Klay looked at his crush in trepidation before breaking eye contact and looking down at the floor. He could not answer or bear to look at her. The current humiliation and thought of being caught and tortured by Pom Pom was overwhelming him. He began to sniffle as if about to cry.
"He's not always wet..." Daisy volunteered in a protective rebuttal, although quite counterproductive to protecting Klay's image. All of Klay's guardians stood or sat in awkward silence, unsure how they could help their little one save face. Just then, with the huge hit to his ego, Klay removed his hands from his crotch and held his face as he began to cry. Tears poured down his cheeks with each sob, his swollen, but still very tiny, red penis now uncovered. As if on cue to confirm Kara's suspicions, a dull "pittering" sound could be heard as Klay lost control of his bladder in the emotional situation. His weak stream made a little waterfall that dribbled down his tiny scrotum and on to the front of the couch.
"Oh, Klay..." Kara cooed in a concerned voice.
"Peepsie, you're piddling!" Rosalina said. "Quick let me put the diaper under your bottom." But before she could, Klay ran out of the room, leaving his trademark trail of tinkles behind him. All the women looked at each other and the now soggy couch cushion. Finally Kara spoke:
"He's really...Um, very..." She started to say.
"Underdeveloped." Peach said in her clinical voice. "He's a little scrawny in stature, but not so much he's an anomaly. His mind is very much developed and mature as well. He just has this one problem area..."
"You mean his itsy bitsy, leaky dinky?" Pauline said sarcastically.
"YES, Pauline." Rosalina said and then turned to Kara. "This ruse was my idea and I hope it doesn't change your idea of Klay from what it was before. He really is good little-er big-er adult guy. I know you've liked him for a while."
"He was so worried you'd see him as a baby after you knew his secret. What with the tiny doodle between his legs and the puddles he makes..." Peach started to say.
"I...well..." Kara began to respond before shaking her head and moving on from the subject. She wasn't sure how she felt about Klay, but she was starting to feel very protective of him and his safety. "Why was his little penis head so red?" she asked.
"SOMEONE thought pinching his little winky closed would stop him from peeing, but it only made things worse." Rosalina said glaring at a disinterested Pauline. "It seems to be bothering him now."
"He needs to see a doctor--a koopa doctor." Kara said looking at Peach. "He seems to have a lot of problems he needs to take care of, more than just from the 'pinch.' Maybe she can help with his little habit too."
"But how?" Rosalina asked the magikoopa.
"Let me worry about that. We really have our work cut out for us now. On top of seeing a doctor, we need to get Klay a new shell to throw off suspicion before they start looking for him. If he piques their suspicion, they'll start digging and find him out sooner. Anyway, He should have a shell for what I've got planned next..."
"What do you have planned?" Daisy asked quizzically.
"We're going to get you ladies out of here, and you're taking Klay with you." Kara said, in a lower voice. "Deep below the dungeon is a series of warp pipes that can take you many far away places. I'll agree to help you if you agree to save poor Klay from this awful place. He'll never be safe here, getting him a shell will slow down the investigation, but they'll find him. Pom Pom never forgives."
"Is the shell necessary?" Peach asked.
"It's a koopa's best chance of survival in the outside world. It should stymie the investigation and keep him safe on your journey." Kara said authoritatively. Her leadership qualities were now quite apparent to the kidnapped women.
"Everyone be ready at any time for an escape, and I'll start making preparations for my sweetie-er Klay." Kara said with a blush at her slip of the tongue.
Chapter 9
Kara, the princesses, and a mysterious magikoopa with his hood pulled down all walked into the first exam room of the infirmary. Pauline walked hunched over with a grimaced face as they entered the room, the hooded koopa stumbling in back. As soon as the door closed behind them, Pauline stood up straight and her pained expression faded instantly. She then grabbed the unnamed magikoopa and put him on the exam table, his hood coming up uncovering his face--It was Klay! He quickly pulled the hood down again to cover his face again. The women escorting him all made small talk as they waited for someone to come in. Kara came in close to Klay and whispered.
"Don't worry, Klay. You can keep the hood and robe on, I just think you need to see a doctor. We'll just get some advice." Kara said as she rubbed his back. Klay nodded slightly, although it was hard to see as only his beak showed from under the hood. Just then the door clicked open and a familiar face walked in: Dr. Tuttle.
"You said you needed to see me urgently for one of your guests, Kara?" Dr. Tuttle said still looking down at her clipboard. "What seems to be the problem?"
"Well you see, this man has been having issues and I think a doctor should weigh in on what to do." Kara explained as Dr. Tuttle finally looked up and took in the crowded room.
"This man is the patient? Why are the princesses here if they aren't sick?" Dr. Tuttle asked looking befuddled.
"They're just helping me and offering support to this koopa. You know how helpful they are." Kara fibbed, hoping to preserve Klay's anonymity.
"Well, as long as the patient is okay with it," the doctor began "but who is this patient?"
"Well that's just it, he's a little embarrassed and wants to keep his face covered. You shouldn't need to know his name to help him out." Kara said nervously, here eyes moving back and forth between all the people in the room.
"This is quite unorthodox. There is a confidentiality rule with doctors, but I can try and help him without knowing his name or face. What's the issue that's so embarrassing?"
