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"All done!",

The otter cheered as she locked the plastic pants again, and slid my pants back up, buttoning them in place. Unbuckling the cuffs, Alison helped me sit up and then patted my puffy rump as I slid out of the car. Without saying anything, I headed off the the cafeteria as she packed away the changing supplies. I couldn't believe I'd just had a diaper change in the back of my car. At least I was dry.

The cafeteria was crowded and noisy. Any other day, this would have been annoying as usual, but this day was different. Being so close to everyone else, the slight bulge in my pants wouldn't be noticed, and the din of hundreds of chatting teenagers completely washed over any crinkling sounds I could have been making. I trudged through the line and bought my food, this time with just a small bottle of water, and slinked out through a side exit.

The hallways were likewise crowded. I would usually zig-zag or walk along the sides of the halls to get through them quicker, but today I just walked right down the middle through the sea of moving bodies. Stepping out of the hall and into a covered but wall-less atrium of sorts, I arrived at my group's usual lunch spot. I sat down on a bench next to Bryan, who was already grinning from the second he saw me.

"Running a little late today?", he teased

I just looked down and started eating my food, trying not to blush. He knew exactly why I was late,. Fortunately, he didn't press the topic, and instead went on eating his lunch. I wasn't going to give him any reason to keep talking about it, but I chanced a look up at him, and his grin remained, almost daring me to say something.

I did my best to remain seated for the whole period. I wanted to minimize movement, lest anyone hear my pants rustling, and it seemed my diaper showed less through my pants when I was seated. I didn't have much time to socialize after finishing my lunch, but the entire time I was slightly tense, wondering if Bryan was going to say or do anything. I lucked out; Bryan was nice for the rest of lunch. The bell soon rang, and we all dispersed to our classes. I was almost glad to be away from my group, especially with the fear of Bryan teasing me around them.

The remaining two periods passed without incident, but slower than I would have liked. I still winced every time I heard my diaper crinkle, even though I was getting used to the idea that other furs wouldn't notice. As usual, near the end of my last class I felt like I needed to wet again. This time, though, I could hold it, and I was glad that I chose a smaller drink at lunch.

When the day ended, I headed over to my locker to drop off my unneeded books. As I was bending over to get to my bottom-row locker, I felt my shirt ride up, enough so that my white plastic waistband would show... I instantly stood up, looking around nervously to see if anyone had noticed. To my surprise, I found a particular black panther standing in front of me with his now characteristic grin. His paw was at my waist, ever so slightly lifting my shirt.

"Bit jumpy?"

I wanted to scowl, but if I did he might actually have lifted my shirt more. Before I could respond, he leaned closer in and continued

"I want you at my place tonight. Don't get there any later than 8, understand?"

I nodded, "Yes"

"Yes, What?"

I looked down and spoke a bit quieter

"Yes, Sir..."

"Good."

With that, he turned around and strolled away. I went back to getting my stuff ready, bending at the knees now to avoid any further possible exposure. I gathered everything I needed into my backpack, locked up, and walked to my car.

This time I beat Alison, but not by much. The otter appeared about a minute later, promptly coming up to me behind my car and checking me again. I was considerably more nervous this time; the parking lot was bustling with students and faculty alike all leaving at once. I didn't think anyone saw Alison slide her paw partway down my pants, but I doubt I could have noticed in the chaos.

"My, someone managed to stay dry!" she cooed, "I guess we won't need to change you right away after all".

I don't know what she meant. Theres no way she would have changed me in the back of my car right then, right? Even with the tinted glass, its not impossible to see in....

I didn't have time to wonder before Alison returned to the driver's side and got in, starting up the car. I tossed my backpack on the rear seat, right next to the nondescript black bag. Sitting down on the passenger side, I could finally relax a bit. Sure, it was still embarrassing that Alison knew I was diapered, but at least I didn't have to worriedly hide it now.

As we pulled out of the parking lot, I broke the silence with,

"Bryan wants me at his place by 8", partially just to see if she knew. I surmised that if she didn't, at least then I would be driving myself.

She reached over and fuzzled my headfur, "Silly cub, you don't think I know where you need to be?"

Alison explained, "I won't let you be late".

The drive to her place was longer with all the after school traffic. I was already needing to wet, but as we drove, I realized something more pressing. I hadn't messed in the last couple days. By the time we got to Alison's house, I really need to go. When we stepped out of the car, I stood up, but stood still for a little while as I wet. Alison noticed this, and walked over to me, giggling.

She waited, and then said "All done? Then lets see if you need a change"

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She started to move towards me, but stopped when I didn't respond. I really needed to mess, but I wasn't about to do that padded. I didn't know what to say.

The otter prompted me "Well? Are you done?"

I bit my lip and blushed a bit. Alison was getting impatient "I need an answer, lion"

I stared down at the ground, and replied "I have to go number two..."

Authoritatively, she responded "Well, then use your diaper. Thats what its there for"

I whined and flattened my ears. I knew protesting would do no good.

"I didn't take the time to put you in diapers just so you could go use the potty. I can't MAKE you mess, but that diaper isn't coming off until you use it like you are supposed to"

Without waiting for me to reply, she got her backpack and the black bag out of the car, and headed inside. I wasn't going to do this outside, so I retrieved my stuff and followed her. Setting my things down, I started walking towards the bathroom.

"Just where do you think you are going?"

I blushed once again, and sheepishly replied "somewhere more private"

She agreed, but told me to leave the door open.

"And don't let me hear any zipping or crinkling sounds! I'll take your pants off anytime you need them down."

I padded into the bathroom, and just stood there for a minute. I almost had to cross my legs from the pressure, but still I held it in. But there was noting I could do. The diaper was held securely in place by the plastic pants, and even if I was somehow able to get them off, Alison would know. Minutes passed as I stood debating my situation. Ultimately, I had to give in.

I started to push, but found it difficult. This isn't the kind of thing I normally did standing up. I sat down on the toilet, but still had trouble. The feeling of being completely clothed while wearing something thick and soggy around my waist was making it hard to mess. Finally, I was able to go. It didn't feel much different at first, but as I filled up my diaper it began to weigh heavily. I finished my business, and as I stood I could feel my padding squishing against my rump.

I stayed in the bathroom for a bit longer, not wanting to go out and face Alison. I felt like I wanted to cry, and I just stood there biting my lip and thinking. I finally got the courage to step out of the bathroom, and went to the kitchen where I had left Alison. She just smiled and put a paw against my rear, nodding to herself as she confirmed that I'd done what I was told.

"It seems you need to get used to being diapered. If you're good, I'll change you in a half hour. Now, its homework time."

Alison pointed to the table, and I moved to sit down. I hesitated right before I took the weight off my legs, and as I sat all the way down my messy padding squished. The feeling was almost unbearable. I wanted to do anything I could to get the diaper off. It felt so wrong to be using it instead of the toilet like a grownup fur should. It was all I could do to just start working on my homework.

Schoolwork didn't usually take me much time, and right now I wanted to focus to get through this as fast as possible. Working on math, my sole assignment for the day, I quickly completed the work. Calculus takes time, and when I finished I looked up to Alison, who said,

"I suppose we can change you now. Its been 40 minutes, and you didn't make any fuss."

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Alison tugged me by the paw to her room. As usual, my paws were cuffed down before she changed me. This time, after she took my old diaper off, and had me mostly cleaned up, the otter produced a very large, pink bondage collar from a drawer. It was over two inches wide, at least a quarter inch thick, and seemed to be some sort of vinyl or plastic. As it was wrapped loosely around my neck, I couldn't imagine why. It was locked in place by a similarly large and plastic looking lock. My forepaws were then covered with bondage mitts, which were also locked into place. To my surprise, Alison then started to unbuckle the cuffs.

"Its wash time for you, lion. This time, I'll let you take your own shower, but if you aren't a good cub, it'll be a bath from me next time. Now, I doubt you'd risk trying to run out on me, but in case you were thinking about it, here's some extra incentive,"

Alison pointed at the collar and mitts.

"They're extra strong, and completely waterproof too, which means you can wear them in the shower. You'll find the shampoo bottles are open, so you should be able to manage. Call me in when you are done."

Alison unbuckled the last cuff and sent me off to take a shower. It was nice to finally be able to do something on my own for once today, though the mitts made it a bit difficult. I washed quickly, and then called to Alison. She came in with a towel for me, and started drying me off. I was a bit embarrassed, but thankful at the same time; there was no way I would have been able to dry myself off. The otter led me back into her room, and re-diapered me, securing the plastic pants before removing the collar and mitts.

It was now almost 5, and I was getting hungry again. My family would probably be home and getting ready to have dinner. Alison knew that I spent a lot of time away from home, but also knew that I would have to at least make an appearance. After she got me dressed again, she handed me the keys to my car.

"You should be able to get home and then over to Bryan's before 8. I'll see you tomorrow morning."

Happy that I could at least be on my own for a bit, I took the keys and said goodbye to Alison. I left my backpack, as I wouldn't need it for the rest of the day, but brought the black bag in case Bryan wanted it.

It was a decent distance to my house, and it was almost 530 by the time I got inside. My parents and sister were home, and were discussing dinner as I arrived. Ironically, we decided to each do our own thing for dinner. I explained to my parents that I was going to go hang out at Bryan's for the night, and left. Dinner was fast food, and I was finished by 6:30, but found myself killing time. I always liked seeing Bryan, and I was getting horny as usual, but at the same time I knew I was in for more of the same I got from Alison. I took my time getting to his house, and arrived at 7:45. I was already wet again when I showed up, but fortunately, Bryan didn't check right away.

He was the only one home when I got there, and he hugged me warmly as soon as I stepped inside. I knew I was still being punished, but that didn't mean I wouldn't enjoy being with him. I set the black bag down in his room, and as I was about to step back out, I again turned around to see a panther standing right behind me. He was grinning now, but this wasn't the grin he'd been wearing all day. This was more of a smirk, the kind of smirk that says "Oh, the things I'm about to do to you". He closed the door behind him, and pointed to the chair.

I padded over to it, but instead of sitting next to it, I got down on my knees in front of it.

"Good boy" Bryan chimed as he stepped over to sit in the chair. He leaned back and smiled down at me, and I leaned forward to start nuzzling at his lap. He quickly grew hard, but then softly put his paw under my chin and tilted my head up.

"So eager, but we have a few things to take care of first"

Bryan wrapped my collar around my neck, and then took the cuffs from the bag and buckled those on as well.

"Strip" he commanded as he stood up to retrieve something from his closet. I quickly obeyed, removing everything but my diaper and locked plastic pants. Bryan turned around, still smiling down at me.

"You're quite cute like that, but I can think of a cuter pose for you. Turn around on all fours, rump in the air"

I did as I was told

Bryan moved up behind me, and I felt him starting to unlock the plastic pants. He loosened the waistline, but instead of taking them off, he pushed a paw down the back. I felt something press against my tailhole. It was slick, and Bryan softly started to push it in. As the toy started to stretch me out, I recognized it was his favorite plug; a regular 5" buttplug that he liked to make me wear whenever he wanted to remind me who was in charge. He finished sliding it into me and I began purring. What came next I didn't expect, and my plastic pants were again tightened and locked.

"If you're good, I'll change you before bed, and if you're REALLY good, I might just let you get off."

Bryan sat back down in his chair and spread his legs. Without prompting, I sat back up on my knees and started to nuzzle at his crotch again.

"Hmm, you might just make up for being bad yet", he chuckled

He unzipped his pants, and slid his boxers down, revealing his already fully erect 7" panther cock.

"Now," he said in a suddenly more serious tone, "muzzle me"

I gladly leaned forward and started to lick up and down his shaft. I could already taste his excitement as I took his member into my maw, sliding my tongue down his length. My nose bumped his crotch and his tip hit my throat before I drew my head back, and then slid it all the way down again. My own motion caused my stiffening cock to rub against the soft, squishy front of my padding. Despite my reluctance to be wet, this still felt very good, and quickly caused me to grow hard and drippy.

I was quite adept at handling Bryan just the right way. Making me muzzle him was his favorite activity, especially if he had put a toy in me to keep me stimulated the whole time. He could sit in his chair and look down at his pet lion, doing all he could to get his master off. There had been numerous nights where I'd have to wear the toy all evening, and he'd drag me into his room to have me suck him off. He'd have me lick him clean, then he'd have us return to whatever activity it was we were doing before. He had quite a bit of stamina, and it wasn't unusual for him to repeat this three or four times in the same evening before he'd finally let me get off. He wouldn't let me get myself off, though. I've never topped him, and I wasn't allowed to paw myself. The only way he'd ever play with me was to paw me off or muzzle me himself. He loved to watch as he pushed me over the edge, knowing I was helpless to do it myself, or to stop him from finishing me off.

For right now though, it was him about to finish. I could sense him getting close, so I picked up the pace, muzzling furiously. Seconds later, he growled a vicious but happy moan as he exploded in my maw. Thick ropes of panther seed sprayed across my tongue, and I swallowed obediently. Keeping it up until he was totally done, I licked his cock clean. He panted heavily before returning his gaze down to me. I licked my lips as I stared back up at him. He reached down and petted my head softly, and then ordered me up on the bed.

"Legs spread, rump up, paws between your legs"

I quickly move up as told, resting my head on the soft sheets with my diapered butt up in the air. Bryan took a spreader bar from his closet, and cuffed it to my ankles to keep them apart. He then clipped my forepaw's cuffs to the middle of the bar, anchoring me in my position.

"It seems you can follow orders like a good lion"

I felt his paw loosen my waistband, and then slide into the front of my padding to stroke at my already rock hard member. I mewed softly as he gripped it firmer, pumping me faster.

"Lets see how much you can control yourself. Don't cum.

I flattened my ears when I heard that. Bryan noticed this and snickered, his paw still working at me. I was already quite horny. And now, after being made to muzzle my master, I was tied up with a toy stretching me out. I was already shuddering from his slow but steady pawing, leaking pre into my diaper.

Bryan started to paw faster. I couldn't see his face, but I knew he had that smug grin plastered across it. I was shuddering and moaning, and we both knew there was no way I was going to last much longer. As he sensed me getting close, his other paw found its way to my rump, and started pressing against the toy. This was more than I could take, and I moaned loudly as I coated his paw with cum and made the inside of my padding sticky.

"Heh, figures", Bryan teased, "little cub made a mess. I guess we'll just have to keep you in diapers then."

I whimpered as the panther untied me, but left the diaper on. I was still panting somewhat happily in afterglow, and lied there on the bed. I felt Bryan moving up next to me, and I instinctively curled up. He snuggled up tightly around me, petting my sides without saying anything else.

That cat knows how to push my buttons.