An Unexpected Visit
Hot off the press! Quick story I was inspired to write after seeing a particularly adorable bit of diaper-related art! As usual my stories contain diapers and bodily functions happening in there so don't read if ya aren't into alla that. Also, kinda has a sudden stop but... I never know how to end these things. =/
Alex grunted softly, eyebrows furrowed as he concentrated on the game at hand, his thumbs working feverishly to keep up with the action onscreen. Still, the intense gaming session wasn't quite enough to distract him from the fact that he needed to pee. Again. Blushing faintly the young husky spread his legs a little wider as he mashed the button to pause the game, tail giving a little wag as his body took over and began to flood his diaper for the second afternoon. "Ooooh that's good," the boy murmured, whimpering pleasurably at the rapidly lessening pressure in his bladder and the wonderful heat soaking his sheath and pooling in his diaper briefly before being absorbed into the swollen garment. Closing his eyes he just enjoyed the moment, thinking for the thousandth time that weekend how great it was that his parents were out of town and he could be himself without fear of discovery for a change. As his stream slackened and finally died off the husky looked down at his lap with a broad smile. He had been drinking nothing but cokes since yesterday morning and was rewarded with a pleasant golden tint in his padding, the rich, syrupy drinks making his sodden state all the more obvious. Reaching down he cupped his diaper, the plastic radiating the heat of his latest 'accident'. Squishing the soaked padding against himself he gave another soft whine, whispering to himself, "S-so nice..." After a few moments more of gentle rubbing Alex decided it was time to get back to his game, the boy grinning at the tented front of his diaper. "It'll be nicer if I wait for that," he thought, ignoring his naughtier urges and turning up the volume on the television before resuming his campaign against the forces of evil, the husky's legs splayed out in front of him, tail wagging happily as he played. It was probably thanks to his increasing the volume on the television that he didn't hear the soft knock of his friend Cameron at the door, nor the tiger's calling his name. "He must be busy... still, he said he was gonna be here all weekend," the tiger thought, reaching for the door and trying the knob. When it turned easily in his paw he shrugged and pushed it open, figuring Alex had left the door unlocked in case his friend showed up. In the living room Alex's ears suddenly caught a sound that made his blood run cold; the voice of his best friend calling his name again. Smashing the pause on the game he scrambled to his feet, mind racing as to what to do, the dog having totally forgotten about asking his friend to stop by that Saturday at the beginning of the week. It seemed like only a fraction of a second had passed and there was the tiger standing in the door to the living room, eyes wide as he took in his friend's state, "A-Alex?" The husky could feel his cheeks burning as he tugged his shirt down in a useless attempt to hide the stained and sagging diaper taped about his hips. He became aware of the faint scent of urine in the air as well and mentally kicked himself for staying wet for so long, "I-uh... I mean, I..." His thoughts sped, searching for something to say and time and again realizing there was no way to make his situation look like anything but what it was; he was sitting around the house in a -very- wet diaper. Cameron's eyes took in the sight of his best friend, head to toe and back up again, stopping both ways on the clearly used diaper his friend was in, the tiger's nose wrinkled up just slightly as he detected the scent of what Alex had done in his childish underwear, "You're... you're wet, Alex," he mumbled, sounding stunned. The husky could feel tears pricking at the corners of his eyes and his cheeks burned hotter. Shifting from foot to foot he tugged at his shirt, "Cameron I... P-please don't tell?" he asked with a pathetic whimper, the husky imagining the last years of high school a living hell after everyone found out about his secret love for wearing, and using, diapers. The fear and embarrassment of his friend finally snapped Cameron out of his shock at what he'd found, the tiger shaking his head and stepping rapidly over to the nervously trembling husky. Alex flinched as Cameron, a good deal taller and stronger than the husky, pulled him into a tight hug. Kissing between the dog's ears, the tiger whispered, "You're so adorable Alex." "I-I am?" It was Alex's turn to be shocked, the humiliated husky looking up through his bangs at the tiger holding him, "Y-you don't think I'm gross? Or a freak?" The tiger shook his head again, a broad paw slipping down his friend's back to cup the seat of the husky's diaper, feeling the plastic crinkle under his paw, "My brother potty-trained way late... nearly eight. I forgot how cute it was seeing a big kid in diapers," he explained, pressing his nose to his friend's with a warm smile, "Now I know why you were so shy about me looking in your closet when I stayed the night. Your supplies are in there, huh?" Still not fully believing he had just escaped becoming a social pariah for the rest of his school career the husky could only blush and nod, his secret found out. "I couldn't know you wouldn't hate me." Smiling, the large feline shook his head once more, "Alex we grew up together... You were my first kiss. I don't care if you like diapers." The tiger grinned and gave his friend's seat a soft pat, making the soaked padding squish, "Might be time for a change, though. Want some help?" Squirming in the tiger's arms, Alex shook his head. He definitely wasn't ready for his best friend to change his diaper, "N-no I think I ca-urk!" Biting his lip, the dog's tail flagged up, the laxatives he'd taken when he first got diapered this morning making themselves felt finally. Whimpering helplessly, the seat of his padding expanded and sagged under the weight of his messy accident. To Alex soiling his diaper in the tiger's arms felt like it took a lifetime, the dog's eyes squeezed tightly shut as the seat of his diaper grew heavier and heavier, the weight of it felt increasing on his hips as the back of his diaper sagged. Blushing hotter, he actually began to push, helping load his diaper up just to end the experience, something he had looked forward to eagerly when he took those laxatives earlier, all the faster, feeling helpless and humiliated. Cameron held the husky close through the entire thing, the tiger giving his friend's ears a gentle nuzzle and a couple licks of his raspy feline tongue, "Phew. I think it's definitely time for a fresh diaper now," he murmured, the cat purring a little, having forgotten how much he enjoyed the childish, nursery scent of a boy in need of a change. "C'mon Alex. Let me help you," he whispered, kissing his friend's cheek and reaching for his paw to lead the way up to the husky's room. Nodding quietly, the embarrassed dog could only waddle along in silence, blushing deeper as his heavy padding shifted and squished around his bottom, each step making the warm mess in his diaper press against him. As they reached his room the tiger gave a soft chuckle, making his friend whine in embarrassment as he saw what the feline was looking at; a pacifier on his desk and the torn open package of pills that had caused the last big accident. "Well now I know why you're so dirty," the tiger murmured, reaching for the pacifier and pushing it to Alex's lips. Red-faced, the dog accepted the soft rubber nipple, drawing comfort from the babyish act of suckling the paci. Cameron hugged him to his side, telling him again how cute he was before leading him over to the bed and having the messy doggy stretch out. "You just relax Alex. This isn't the first time I've cleaned a messy rear." The gentle attitude and the affectionate gestures had slowly convinced the husky that his friend really was as accepting of this as he seemed, Alex nodding and giving his tail a shy wag as he lifted his paws to his chest. It was embarrassing, but also thrilling to finally have someone to share this secret part of his life with and the dog was almost squirming in anticipation as Cameron returned from a brief rummage in his closet with supplies to take care of his soiled diaper. Setting everything down, the tiger first unfolded the fresh diaper, the thick, childish garment crinkling in his paws. After a generous dusting of powder this was set aside, the big cat reaching for the tapes of Alex's diaper asking with a smile, "Ready puppy butt?" Sucking a little faster on his pacifier Alex nodded and his friend ripped the tapes away and began to pull down the front of his diaper. The dog felt oddly calm about this as he and Cameron had done their fair share of exploring each other's bodies together, though at no point in the past had Alex been in such a... dirty state. Clucking his tongue, Cameron fanned playfully at his nose, "Phew! You owe me for this one!" he exclaimed, winking at his friend as he reached for the wipes and set about cleaning up his friend with sure, gentle movements. Alex could only whine at the gentle teasing, the husky's ears folding shyly back as he realized the sensation of Cameron's paws on his private areas were causing things to stir, his damp sheath swelling and some pink dog flesh poking free. For the tiger's part he seemed nonplussed, even humming a little when he had Alex lift up so he could wipe his friend's messy bottom. Soon enough the young husky's fur was clean and powdered, the tiger taping him into a thick, fresh diaper with expert care. After a careful check of the fit to assure himself Alex wouldn't leak when he needed to use his diaper again, Cameron helped his friend into a sitting position, the feline wrapping his arms around the smaller boy and hugging him tight and murmuring, "All clean." Alex, his diaper crinkling as his tail wagged, pressed eagerly into the affectionate hug, the boy burying his muzzle in his best friend's fur...