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"Wow look at you, you little thing! You really soaked through these diapers I put you in! You'd be standing in a puddle or making a little baby stain on my couch if I hadn't put you in these thick puppy pampers, huh kiddo?"

Even though those lines had been spoken to him several days ago, Rick's cheeks were still flushed with blood as he thought about how Tony had behaved around him after they had, at last, ceased their passionate love-making.

Tony had been an excellent host, and Rick found himself pleasantly surprised to see just how much he had spoiled the German Shepherd.

The athletic arcanine had affectionately fed him bits of food, held glasses and cups to his lips for him to drink, and pulled him close to him while they had watched Netflix together, a paw resting gently on his padded rear squeezing gently and patting it from time to time.

Rick found himself unable and unwilling to resist the charm and paternal relation he was slowly starting to feel with Tony. The attractive fur had been nothing but a gentleman and a loving friend to him the whole weekend.

He grinned to himself sheepishly, as he pushed himself up from the bench on which he had been laying on top of. Rick fetched another pair of 25-pound weight, and added them to the bench bar he was currently working with.

Tony, who had been spotting him nodded approvingly and moved into position behind the bar once more.

Rick took in a deep breath and braced himself, before pushing his furry, bulky arms up once more and lifting the bar before lowering it to his chest, exhaling as he did so.

Tony leaned against one of the poles holding up the bench, and in a teasing tone he asked softly, "So buddy, keep your pants dry lately?"

Rick almost dropped the bar in surprise, but managed to right himself and push the heavy metal object up once more and set it into position on its hook with a grunt of effort.

Panting, he pushed himself up into a sitting position and turned around to glare pointedly at his workout partner and recent-turned lover.

He snapped back pointedly, breaking eye contact as he spoke, "Yes, actually I've been having quite an okay time keeping it together thank you very much."

"I'm sure you have with Daddy's cage making sure that his little pup doesn't make any unwanted stickies in his big boy pants."

Rick, who had been gulping from his water bottle almost choked on the liquid in his mouth. Spluttering, he coughed and dropped the water bottle, bringing a paw to his chest as the water that went down the wrong pipe made him feel temporarily ill.

He looked around anxiously, checking to see if anybody else had heard the conversation the two were having in the almost empty gym but found to his relief that at this late hour there were few furs within earshot of the two of them.

He glared at Tony, his ears flattened against his head and tail creeping around his left thigh, almost curling around it.

Through closed teeth he muttered, "Could you please refrain from public teasing? One of these days somebody I know is going to overhear and then I'll get no end of it!"

Tony strode out from behind the bench bar and passed by him to fetch his water, his voluptuous tail passing over and caressing Rick's muzzle gently as he did so.

The tensity in his face and upper body relaxed almost immediately upon contact, and Rick found himself feeling almost as ill and dizzy as he had when he had choked on his water earlier. His member strained in its confines at the touch as well, reminding him of just how attractive he found the arcanine in front of him to be.

Tony turned around and poured some of the water in his mouth before he began to pour it over his shoulders and upper body, rubbing the water around and causing his shirt to stick more tightly to his body, outlining his refined muscular torso as he did so.

"Alright, alright. I'll ease up on the public teasing if it bothers you so much, but only on one condition."

The tone of authority and quiet, unwavering dominance was not something that was lost on the ears of the shepherd, and he strained only harder against his cage as he listened to his partner speak to him.

"I'll give you a choice, pup. Either I lock you into a collar that you can't take off, or I put you into diapers that I, and I only I, can change you out of. I'd be able to swing by your place in the mornings and evenings of course, so I'd ensure that you get two changes a day. I can let up on the public teasing if you choose one of these two options."

Rick's heart pounded as the arcanine sauntered closer to him, the bulge in the canine's pants growing slightly larger and closer to the shepherd's face as Tony spoke.

"So... what will it be pup? A collar that'll tell everyone you're my good little boy? Or some puppy pants that'll keep my baby safe from his little accidents... hmm?"

Rick wasn't sure if he was sweating heavily from the workout or the situation that he now found himself in. He found himself gulping for air, almost choking as his breath caught in his throat.

Tony grinned only wider at this and leaned down until his eyes were level with his partner. In a whisper, he added, "Decide quickly, little one. Or do you want Daddy to give you a spanking and a time out right here and now?"

Rick's mind raced. If he wore a locked collar, hiding it would almost be impossible and no doubt he'd be bombarded with questions at his work and from all the people that he interacted with.

Being put in diapers posed a different threat. Sure he was pretty confident that they would be well hidden under his work clothes and wouldn't even inhibit his movement too much he hoped, but the inability to change and the threat of smell weighed down on his mind.

Almost panicking, Rick quickly made up his mind and responded in a tense, hasty tone, "D-diapers... I-I'll take the diapers... please..."

Tony cupped the shepherd's chin in his paw, raising his face to gaze into him, in a silky whisper that made Rick's heart skip a beat, he spoke, "Good boy."

Twenty minutes later Rick was having second thoughts about his choice as he shoulder took out his gym back from the trunk of Tony's car. They had arrived at the Arcanine's residence to place Rick in his new form of underwear, and Rick had been a little bit more than nervous during the ride over.

Suddenly, a pressure appeared on his hip and he turned to see the arcanine leaning in. With a surprised meep, Rick turned into receiving a deep, impassioned kiss from the baseball player as he pulled him closer with the arm around the shepherd's hip.

The anxiety of the situation melted away as he allowed himself to be smooched, wrapping his arms around the shoulders of the arcanine.

With a yelp of surprise, he found himself being lifted off of his feet and slowly carried into the house. Cheeks flushed he felt Tony place an arm on his back and pat it gently as they entered the house.

Dropping their bags in the front hallway Tony pushed the door shut with his foot and strode over to the stairs, ascended them while rocking Rick from side to side and shushing him quietly, and walked over to his bedroom.

"This won't take a minute cutie, Daddy Tony will have you all pampered up and snuggled in no time. Try not to squirm too much though so you won't have to get punished."

Sprawled out on the bed still clad in his gym shorts and sweated-through t-shirt, Rick gulped but nodded obediently, his race beat almost as fast as during the cardio exercise he had been doing only an hour earlier.

Tony strode over to the closet and opened it, revealing several packages of diapers much to Rick's surprise.

Has he been planning this all along? Where did he even get adult diapers with babyish prints on them? How many did he get? Was this his intention since the beginning?

Tony turned around, arms full of various diapering supplies and a wicked grin on his face.

"Lay down pup, Daddy will take care of everything."

Before the shepherd could let out any protests the arcanine had quickly and efficiently stripped him of his clothing, leaving him clad in nothing but his cock cage on the bed.

His cheeks now on fire, Rick watched as Tony took extra care and effort in lotioning and powdering his diaper area, before sliding the diaper itself beneath his bottom.

The prints on the diaper display little various fur cubs and kittens, all clad in diapers and sporting pacifiers and stuffed animals.

This is almost over the top... who sells this stuff anyway?

Rick's musings were cut short as after the diaper had been snuggly taped up over his still trapped penis, Tony began sliding some sort of plastic shorts over and up his legs.

"What's that fo- MMPF!"

Before he could finish his sentence, the arcanine had moved with lightning speed and popped a rubber bulb into the shepherd's mouth.

Rick crossed his eyes, trying to look at the thing that had just been inserted in his mouth. He moved his tongue over it experimentally, and quickly he put two and two together.

"A... pasheefiew?"

The pacifier placed in his muzzle caused him to lisp, much like a toddler trying to speak up to his parent.

Tony only tsk-tsked in response, commenting, "Little ones don't speak up to their bigs about their diapers now, don't push your luck, mister! That pacifier should make you feel a little bit more relaxed however, suckle on it like a good, little baby pup now."

As he spoke, he brought up the plastic pants up to the diaper taped snuggly around Rick's waist and pulling on a band the shepherd felt it tighten and then heard a click.

"There we go, nice and snug. That'll ensure no naughty puppies meddle with their diapers. Now stand up for me and walk around, show me that little waddle."

Apprehensively Rick obeyed, walked a few steps around the bedroom and feeling the bulky underpants slightly inhibit his movement. He could still run and chase if he needed to, but he had to consciously make an effort to walk in a manner that didn't cause him to sway from side to side.

"Those plastic pants I put on you lock by the way, and I've got the key here at home. I'll bring it with for when I come and change my little pup."

Tony let out a small laugh, bringing a paw up to his muzzle to hide his smile, "You know Rick, you look really cute in those diapers. I'm surprised no other guy has put you in some before me, you make an absolutely adorable looking adult babyfur."

Rick whined, and reflexively suckled on the pacifier in his muzzle as he brought his paws to the front of his diapers, vainly trying to hide them behind them.

Tony strode forward, clucking his tongue in amusement as he brought his arms around the back of the shepherd, grasping one of Rick's padded buttocks as he did so and thrusting his muzzle into his ear.

Gasping, Rick shuddered with a combination of fear and excitement as he felt the arcanine's close presence. An incredible sense of vulnerability and subordination washed over him, and he leaned into the embrace slightly, allowing the arcanine to support him.

"Don't worry you little thing, Daddy's got you right where he wants you to be. You wouldn't want anything else now, would you? You're Daddy's ditsy, little baby who needs to be put in a cage and diaper to keep him from making a mess everywhere! You know that well, don't you?"

The whispered words danced around in the mind of the shepherd and his penis strained hard against his cage, he wondered if he had ever been so turned on before yet so utterly helpless to alleviate his sexual frustration.

He whimpered, beside himself with emotion and sexual lust as he felt the arcanine's excitement growing in his crotch, pressed up firmly against the plastic pants and diaper-clad around the shepherd's waste.

"That's right baby, Daddy's awfully happy to have you right where he wants him..."

Before he knew it, Tony had stripped off his gym shorts and underpants and stood wearing nothing but his t-shirt, wicked grin on his face, and obvious erection pressed up against Rick's diapered front.

"Come on puppy, show Daddy just how much you love him."