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A Room with a Moose

The day began softly. Sunlight filtered through half-drawn curtains, where it spilled across a large, hairy moose who lay sleeping in his bed. A pair of tightly closed eyelids blocked it from going farther, as if to deny the arrival of morning. This moose was sleeping with the kind of conviction that a man wrongly accused of theft might hold. He seemed willing to argue with the very time of day if necessary. Or, at least, he would have if he hadn't been so deeply asleep. Down below his muscular chest rose and fell in time to the faint snoring that came from his snout. All around him were the fluffy sheets and blankets that he had cast off when the morning had warmed. And now, as the clock approached 7 AM, he looked supremely comfortable.

There was, however, one source of discomfort which hampered his otherwise peaceful slumber. It came in the form of a painful pressure in his bladder, and it had been growing for some time. But as this was a strong moose in his prime, it would take more than a little tickle in his bladder to disturb him. He had slept through its tinges for hours now and wasn't about to be roused. Still, something would eventually have to give.

Jacob was known to many as a strong and tough moose. His great height and toned body made for an intimidating sight. Ahh, but in private, there was one thing which he was even better known for, especially to the person whose house he was currently sleeping in. Because past the thick fur that covered his chest, down below his taut abs, there was something that few would have expected of a male his age. The muscular moose was wearing no less than a diaper around his waist. Even at the age of 28, Jacob was still just a cub to a kind and loving wolf who had agreed to be his daddy.

And Jacob's diaper had been obviously selected for proper size, and further applied with some care, as evinced by the way it hugged the moose's waist and thighs alike with no room left for leaks. A feat that was doubly impressive when you consider that this moose currently had a raging case of morning wood. His erect member would have been noteworthy even if it wasn't currently straining against a plastic-backed disposable diaper. But with the added bulk of a diaper further padding his manhood out, it was hard to believe his good fortune. Yet not even this impressive piece of anatomy was too much for the garment covering his waist. It held fast and stood its ground, even as Jacob rolled to his side.

But it was this roll which signaled a change in the moose. Though his eyes were closed as tight as ever, his hands reached out and found a teddy bear which had been pushed off to the side of his bed. At once he pulled it tightly to his chest and drew his legs in, curling, so much as a creature of his size could, into a fetal position. He finished by slipping a thumb into his muzzle and began to suck on it as he settled back down. Then all was silent for a moment. Not even a breath was heard. The moose, in his far-away dream, was concentrating on something.

When next a sound was heard, it came a barely audible buzzing, trickling noise, which at first seemed to be perhaps imagined. But it grew quickly in strength, such that there could soon be no doubt as to its existence, until soon it had become no less than a gush. And in the seconds that followed it seemed as though the sun had cast itself across the front of the moose's diaper. For on the white plastic that covered his groin there appeared a growing yellow mark as golden as the dawn. Jacob blew an easy sigh past the thumb which he nursed on as the discomfort in his bladder disappeared.

Then came a rumbling moan from deep inside his chest in response to the pleasant wetness that touched him between the legs. He rocked his hips against its intimate caress without thought and clenched his buttocks together. A comforting sensation, so hot and familiar, spread across the whole of his groin, soaking its scent into each blade of fur and tickling this large creature's most sensitive of parts in passing.

Meanwhile the moose's diaper worked to absorb the pooling urine just as fast as it could. But while it had grown thick and begun to sag in front under the weight of the moose's relief, still more kept streaming from Jacob's huge and hard member, and for a moment it seemed like his bladder would turn out to be bigger than his padding. Then the hot liquid found passage between his thighs, and a dampness began to spread up his backside the way it had his front. Soon even the seat of his diaper had been given the touch of gold. And with one last mumbled sigh escaping the moose's lips, the flood ebbed to the barest of trickle, before finishing with a final spurt.

Only Jacob's teddy bear would see him smile.