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Bobby's New Pants

By Zrathie

Inside his lover's home, Bobby was sprawled over a chaise lounge. Despite his prone position, the coyote wasn't comfortable at all. He was watching TV or at least pretending too. His mind wasn't focused on the screen or his boyfriend sitting in the lounge chair across the way. His focus was on his upset stomach.

In normal circumstances, he would have excused himself to the restroom by now. What prevented him was not the thick Maxi Protect IV adult diaper he was wearing around his waist but the addition of Lock 'em plastic pants. These were special pants made with transparent smart latex. They were sold on adult baby/diaper lover fetish sites. He had got to know them well over the many play sessions with his lover, Luke.

The coyote's mind turned to when Luke first introduced him to these locking shorts. Three weeks earlier, Bobby was laying in bed in the playroom. The coyote opened his eyes as he awoke in the small bedroom. It was bathed in the soft blue moonlight. Luke had tucked him into the room's single bed hours ago. Bobby preferred to indulge this kink of his on his own. The coyote rolled over onto his side. The guestroom doubled as a playroom for Bobby's diaper play.

His diaper crinkled from under the covers. Bobby was lucky to find Luke, who indulged his secret kinks. The coyote loved wearing diapers. It was a strange thing that pressed his buttons, but he couldn't explain it rationally. Bobby had only exercised his fantasies through reading erotica and looking at porn of males wrapped up in diapers. That was until he met Luke. His wolf had surprised him in a way he had never expected.

Bobby had come home from work one day to discover Luke sitting at the kitchen table with a large package of adult diapers. Maxi Protect IV's to be precise. The wolf explained that he had accidentally found Bobby's internet search history and the page he visited advertising sale of these diapers. Bobby was mortified at first, but his wolf melted through his embarrassment with his frank and honest conversation. A conversation centred around kink and how it was acceptable for Bobby to indulge his.

Maxi Protect IVs were renowned in the adult baby/diaper lover community. They were an "all through the night" design. Designed for incontinent patients. They were a hospital style diaper with twin wetness indicator lines and a thick plastic shell. Their thick padding offered the maximum of protection and absorbency. Bobby liked them because they didn't have an infantile design like some of the more role-playing style diapers out there.

It didn't take long for Luke to tape him up in one. Bobby had only worn it for about twenty minutes, but after he had taken it off, they had an explosive lovemaking session together. Luke understood that Bobby wasn't interested in being treated like a baby. It was more of a thing for the diapers themselves. The coyote doubted he would actually use them although he did fantasise about it. Just feeling the safe padding warped tightly around his waist was enough for him.

Back in his bed, Bobby squirmed. He needed to take a leak. He tossed back the covers and walked across the room. The guest room/playroom had a small bathroom attached. Bobby went inside and flicked on the lights. Momentarily blinded, he closed his eyes as they adjusted to the sudden bright light. When his vision returned Bobby caught his reflection in the mirror. He was a slim and lanky coyote. His fur was tan and grey, and he had a black nose and paw pads. His claws were ivory-white, and his eyes were brown.

Despite needing to pee his diaper was still dry. He undid the tapes and slid down the bulky undergarment. He turned to the toilet and let loose his stream. Bobby signed as his piss arched down into the toilet bowl. When he was finished, he shook his sheath and flushed the toilet. As he approached the wash basin to wash his hand paws, he noticed his canine cock had stirred. The pinkish-reddish tip had come free of his sheath.

Wearing diapers always did this to him. Bobby gripped his cock and leaned on the mirror with his oft hand paw, closing his eyes he returned to the memory of his reflection. This time he didn't use the toilet but relaxed his bladder inside his diaper. Bobby stroked himself as he imagined the yellow stain bleeding into the front of his diaper and the pale blue wetness indicator lines start to darken. The coyote continued to jerk off with this image in his mind. It didn't take long before he reached for some tissues and creamed his cum into them.

Bobby discarded the used cum tissue and washed himself and his hand paws. After drying his hand paws, he rediapered himself using the mirror as a guide. He switched off the light and returned to bed. Bobby soon drifted back to sleep. He was safe and comfy in his adult diapers. The sensation of touch made the coyote stir. He opened his eyes again and looked around the now sunlit room.

Immediately he spotted the blue wolf, Luke. Luke was gently stroking his head fur. Bobby looked up at him lazily. He secretly loved it when Luke personally woke him up. The pair looked into each other's eyes. Luke had dark blue eyes that matched his fur colour, his muzzle carried an affectionate smile. After about a minute Luke pulled back the covers exposing Bobby's dry diaper for a second the coyote thought he detected a hint of disappointment on the wolf's muzzle.

The rest of the day went smoothly. Bobby swapped his diaper for business slacks. Bobby left for his job at the real estate company in the city. Luke had a job as a personal trainer at a local gym. They would often have work on different days, but they found enough time to be with each other. It wasn't until the evening that he would be surprised by Luke for a second time. It was well after dinner when the topic came up.

"Bobby how do you feel about bondage?" asked Luke.

"What you mean?" replied Bobby.

"Well, you know when I was looking for those diapers you like. I came across this exciting product. They're called Lock 'em plastic pants. When I was ordering the Maxi Protect IV's I just couldn't help myself I had to buy a pair of them too," said Luke.

The coyote raised an eyebrow. It seemed that Luke wasn't as vanilla as he had taken him for. Bobby was definitely interested. He had seen plastic pants before. In some of the porn movies, the actor would prefer to wet them over an actual diaper.

His lover's expression changed to a somewhat coy look. "Can I show them to you tonight?" he asked.

Bobby agreed. He didn't admit to his boyfriend, but the idea was definitely a turn on. At bedtime, Bobby and Luke returned to the guest room/playroom. His new rubber shorts were already laid out on the bed. They were sizeable transparent latex shorts not the type of plastic pants that Bobby had seen in the pornos.

It didn't take long for Bobby to slip himself into a diaper. With no intention of using it, he didn't bother with powder or cream. Just the absorbent material close to his genitals was enough for him. He picked up the plastic pants. His paw pads felt the fresh, glossy latex. Bobby stepped into them and slid them up around his legs and over his diaper. He threaded his tail through the hole in the back. The pants were very loose and had no trouble slipping over the additional bulk of his diaper.

Meanwhile, Luke had taken out his phone. He looked up to Bobby and said: "Watch this."

Before Bobby could reply his plastic pants began to ripple and shrink. They began to grow smaller and smaller. Thankfully this process didn't feel uncomfortable. The cuff around his tail began to squeeze his fur. The same thing was happening to his waist and leg cuffs. The transparent garment didn't stop until it was skin tight as if it was 3D printed onto his body.

Bobby brushed a paw over the garment to feel that it was real. His senses returned with the evidence that he had been almost shrink-wrapped in the latex shorts. The coyote turned and walked into the ensuite to get a look at them in the mirror. It was then he noticed the numbers or more precisely the timer counting down. It was displaying hours and minutes. The transparent latex turned black to display the timer just below the waistline of the shorts. The display was created by the latex of the pants themselves. The timer read seven hours and fifty-eight minutes.

Bobby returned to the playroom. "What does this countdown mean," he asked.

"That's the surprise," replied Luke. His muzzle curled into a wolfish grin. "The Lock 'em plastic pants have an app. I can set how long you're locked in them for," continued the wolf.

"So you mean I can't take them off for eight hours. What if I need the bathroom?" asked Bobby.

"You're wearing a bathroom of sorts. Listen if you want to chicken out you can. Surely you can hold your bladder for one night it's not like I'm asking you to do it during the day," said Luke.

The coyote frowned at the mention of being a chicken. "Alright, you're on! Bobby said confidently.

With the challenge accepted. Bobby readied himself for bed, and the wolf left the room for his own bedroom. Bobby flipped out the light he was still feeling a little lusty, but he figured that could wait until morning. This was the first time Bobby had seen this more dominant side to Luke, and he had to admit to himself that he liked it.

They often swapped roles in the bedroom and didn't have a set position like some gay couples. Having said that, this was the first time that Luke had urged Bobby into BDSM play. Bobby pushed his head back on the pillow and began to relax. It didn't take more than a few minutes for sleep to overcome his body. This night was like last night, Bobby woke up with the familiar sensation in his bladder. Sometimes he awoke for a nightly piss, but this night it wasn't particularly urgent. He could ignore it, and that's what he did. The coyote returned to his slumber.

Some hours later, the coyote opened his eyes for a second time. By the orange light entering the room, it looked like it was morning. He could feel that his bladder was much fuller than usual. He flung back the covers and trotted towards the ensuite bathroom. He switched on the light and looked down at his padded undergarments encased in tight transparent latex. To his dismay, the timer read fifty-three minutes remaining.

He will just have to hold it. He couldn't help watch the clock tick down slowly. He crossed his legs tightly and bore down on his bladder that was demanding it's morning release. Bobby began to fiddle with the plastic pants. He traced around the outline of all the cuffs trying to even get a claw tip inside. The latex was seemingly merged into his skin. If he pulled at it, it became painful. Painful enough to make him stop his attempts at prying it away from his body.

Bobby didn't want to break his boyfriend's gift, so he left his escape attempts at that. At least he had wasted some time. During his exploration attempt, he wasn't focused on his need to piss. Slowly the timer ran down. As it reached three minutes, Bobby was starting to worry that he would have an accident. He was chewing his lower lip biting down inflicting mild pain in a desperate attempt to distract himself from his powerful urinary urge.

As a timer hit zero, the latex shorts immediately grew larger until they were large enough to be pulled down. Bobby wrenched them down and snapped open his diaper cutting the tapes with his claws. Not even bothering to step out of the shorts he waddled over to the toilet. The first spray of urine splashed over the toilet system. Hitting the hard surface, his golden flow shot in multiple directions.

"Fuck!" Bobby swore aloud, as his piss made a mess.

He got his urgent stream under control, and he let out a sigh as his bladder drained. He could feel his crotch shudder as his bladder had been under quite some pressure. The scent of his piss hung in the air where he had splashed it. It could have been much worse it could have been in the diaper. Bobby groaned as the last of the piss trickled into the bowl. He would have to clean up the mess he just made.

Some more time passed, and there was a knock on the door. Bobby was nude. The diaper had been shredded open, and he wasn't worried about putting it back on again. He beckoned his lover to come in. The wolf walked in and gave him a tight hug almost lifting him off the ground. The coyote returned the hug. Eventually, the pair parted.

"So how were the shorts?" asked Luke his tail wagging behind him.

Bobby wasn't sure how to answer. Eventually, he settled on: "Different."

Luke arched his eyebrows and asked, "Were they uncomfortable? Did they hurt?"

"No, no were very comfortable," said Bobby

Bobby stroked Luke's forearm and watched his expression to see if that had decreased the wolf's worry. Over the next few days, Luke had incorporated the wearing of the Lock 'em plastic pants into Bobby's diaper play sessions. The coyote was becoming more open to the idea. Over the nights he had been locked in he had never wet himself. It seemed to help extinguish his nighttime pee breaks. His body and bladder were being trained. It appeared that his morning pee was more significant than usual but the urgency of the first night had not returned.

It was a Wednesday night, and Luke seemed extra attentive. He had made Bobby a nice cup of tea just after dinner. As with all nights and especially on ones involving his diaper play Bobby had made sure to visit the toilet before putting on his diaper for the night. As this was a play session night, Bobby also had to climb inside the transparent rubber shorts. Luke was in the playroom to wish Bobby a good night. As he felt his special plastic pants locking around his waist, the wolf leaned in for a tongue kiss.

They both lapped at each other's mouths in the unique way that canines kissed. Luke stroked Bobby's head fur before he left Bobby alone in the playroom. Bobby readied himself for bed. He brushed his teeth and climbed into the bed. As with most nights he was off to dreamland quite quickly. Sometime later the coyote awoke. He knew that something was amiss straight away. The room was still bathed in the cold blue moonlight not the red and orange of the early morning. One thing that was like morning was his need to urinate.

Bobby got out of his bed and crossed into the bathroom. He clicked on the light and kept his eyes closed slowly opening them when they had adjusted to the lighting. He was only wearing his Maxi Protect IV diaper and the Lock 'em plastic pants. The coyote looked down at the timer display on his transparent plants. He still had around four hours to go. His bladder was as urgent as it was usually was in the morning. There was surely no way he could last for four more hours.

Bobby still wasn't prepared to use his diaper for its intended purpose. The closest he had come was to masturbating in one. The coyote had excused his misgivings, rationalising it in his mind as a different version of a cum tissue. He didn't want to cross the wetting threshold despite his ongoing fantasies about it. After a minute of thinking about what to do, he decided that he would need to destroy his locking pants to free himself.

The first thing he tried was his natural coyote claws. He slashed at the area with the most padding at the front of the diaper in case his claws punctured both the latex shorts and the plastic backing of the diaper. He slashed at his crotch but all this did was squeak. He soon realised that this stuff wasn't really latex it was a latex-like material that was much stronger. He didn't even leave scratch marks in the surface of the plastic pants.

Bobby's bladder continued to swell as he fruitlessly tried to swipe through the Lock 'em plastic pants. The latex shorts we're still seemingly merged into his fur at the cuffs and even around the tail. He tried to get a paw or even a claw tip in to pry open the material. His bladder was getting worse rapidly. He would have to think of something quickly if he wanted to get out of this with a dry diaper.

The coyote went outside the room and down the hallway. Bobby's trembling foot paws wobbled, and he claws clicked on the hallway tiles. Bobby advanced into the kitchen and flipped on the light and went over to the top cutlery drawer. He opened it and took out a steak knife. His paws were trembling. Stabbing at himself with a knife could be very dangerous. He quickly wayed up the risk. After a few gingerly attempts at cutting, he became more aggressive. The coyote could feel the knife edge poking into the padding, but the plastic pants were no closer to even being marred by the blade.

He crossed his legs tightly and pressed his free hand paw tightly around his diapered sheath. His full bladder was throbbing. The urgency to piss was now coming in waves. Each time one crashed over his lower half he had to physically bare down on his urethra in order not to spring a leak. Bobby placed the knife on the countertop. He closed the top drawer and opened the next lower drawer and produced a carving knife. He attempted to cut off his shorts a second time but when the knife slipped, and he nearly cut his leg open he gave up. The near miss had put him off his cutting attempts.

He dropped this knife on the table, it made a loud clatter. This was the last thing he needed. To wake Luke just to see him piddle in his diaper. Bobby flicked off the kitchen light as he waddled back towards his playroom. He had to stop halfway to desperately try to hold. When the wave of desperation passed Bobby crept back inside his room and shut the door. Bobby was in a frantic state his plastic pants were indeed significantly tougher to remove then he had expected them to be.

Despite the futility, he continued to bear down on his swollen bladder. His burning urethra was begging to discharge its contents. Bobby felt that he couldn't physically hold it any longer no matter his body posture or sheer willpower. His crotch hissed loudly as he started to wet himself. He could feel his urine buildup around his sheath and balls. As the absolute strength of the flow rocketed out into the absorbent padding of his adult diaper.

Soon the diaper lived up to its name and reputation. It began to soak up the fluid. The hot piss that Bobby was putting out was being absorbed. It was a feeling of relief. It had been painful in those last few minutes. The only evidence of his accident so far was the hissing coming from his diaper. As he continued the piss, the coyote began to get curious. He looked down, and he could see the yellow piss stain growing out from his crotch following gravity downwards. He swore he pissed himself for a full minute.

When he finally stopped, he breathed a sigh of relief. The smell was contained by his transparent plastic pants. He walked into the ensuite and looked into the mirror of his personal bathroom. His crotch was stained slightly yellow, and the blue wetness indicator stripes were darkened where they bisected his wet patch. Around his sheath and balls, he felt relatively dry with only a hint of moisture. He could still feel the weight of his urine trapped in the absorbent padding at the crotch of his diaper. If it wasn't for the tight latex, he was sure that his padded groin would be drooping.

Bobby's ears flipped as he heard noise coming down the hallway. He quickly turned off the bathroom light and dove under the covers. He closed his eyes and pretended to sleep. He didn't want to be caught wet he didn't wish to be seen like this. His cock was already poking into the padding. If he played his cards right, he could stealthily dispose of the used diaper before Luke would know. Hide that he had put it to full use.

He could hear Luke's footsteps and his claws clicking on the tiles of the hallway. He stopped outside of the playroom but didn't enter. Slowly the sounds retreated evidently Luke wanted to go back to sleep. Bobby was squirming in bed. As he was waiting for Luke to leave and return to his bedroom, his sex was getting more and more excited. Finally wetting himself and having a genuine accident at that was giving Bobby a major erection.

For several minutes Bobby laid there in bed gently panting. His arousal wasn't going away; it was only getting more intense as his tapered cock pushed into the piss soaked padding. It was a constant reminder that he had been a naughty boy. A mischievous boy who had wet his diaper. It was a fantasy made manifest. Bobby just couldn't put this off. It couldn't wait until morning if he had any hope of going to sleep. His libido wouldn't allow rest until it was taken care of.

Bobby reached down for the front of his diaper. Bobby could feel his rigid erection pressing into the padding. The latex shorts kept the diaper close he could feel the texture of the wet interior now. The coyote reached down with his right hand paw and pressed his paw pads into his crotch. He started to rub himself not caring about the squeaking noise is rubbery paw pads made against the clear rubber pants.

Bobby was soon pleasuring himself with abandon. It felt right, it was strange how this had wetting himself had affected him. Now that it was real and not just in his imagination he thought he would not last long even under the semi-muted conditions that barred his cock from direct stimulation. His hips were soon thrusting into his paw as it pressed into his groin. He rubbed swiftly as you could feel his orgasm was building up.

The room is filled with squeaks, gasps and panting. Soon Bobby couldn't help himself from moaning loudly. Bobby was going to cream his diaper. He kept rubbing; he struck up a faster pace. His canine knot had also slipped out into the padding. He crossed his legs tightly at the same time pressing his hand paw deeply into his crutch. The stimulation of the swollen filling squeezing tightly all around his canine length was enough to drive him over the edge.

He would fill his wet diaper for the second time this night. This time was much more pleasurable for him. Bobby could feel his seed spurt into the still thirsty padding. Thick cum rushed into his diaper. A thick heavy load of coyote cream. Bobby made sure not to hold any back. It only took a few minutes for the afterglow to whisk Bobby back to dreamland.

Slowly he began to regain consciousness. The coyote started to become aware that someone was holding him. He could feel the weight of the second person. It took about a minute before Bobby realised that he was still in the wet diaper from the night before. He rocketed skyward. The person next to him let out a surprised gasp.

There wasn't much room on the single bed, and Bobby nearly went flying out of it. He turned towards the figure it was Luke. The wolf was just wearing his grey boxer briefs. He gripped tightly for Bobby and pulled him closer just as he was about to tip over the edge of the bed. Bobby was beginning to panic. He remembered his diaper. His lover didn't seem fazed that he had been snuggling with a coyote in a very wet, in more ways than one, adult diaper.

"Bobby darling I'm so proud of you. You finally peed your diaper," said Luke.

It took a moment for Bobby to register what Luke had just said.

"I'm sorry," spluttered Bobby.

"Don't be silly. I'm glad that you are getting into your diaper play. I bought you these diapers knowing that you would eventually use them. I was not born yesterday, my sweet. You can't really have a diaper fetish without some usage involved," said Luke.

"I just like wearing them. It-it was an accident," stammered the coyote.

"Shh... It's okay. I heard you rubbing yourself last night all the way from the kitchen," said Luke.

Luke added a sloppy wet licking kiss to his reply. At first, Bobby closed his mouth tightly, but the hot tongue licking his lips soon made him surrender. He let out of a gasp as his boyfriend's tongue entered his muzzle. Sloppy canine kisses from his lover had a way of melting his shame and embarrassment. It was all ok as long as Luke approved.

From that morning on Luke insisted that Bobby wear a diaper every night. The plastic pants were also part of the package. Bobby continued to have mostly dry nights, but every couple of evenings he would wake up absolutely desperate to pee. Locked up in the plastic pants he had no choice but to flood his diapers. Another change had been Luke's insistence that he checked the coyote's diaper every morning. At first, this is had been stressful for the coyote. Bobby was still quite embarrassed when he was forced to flood his diaper. Luke didn't judge his accidents.

His lover who only ever seen disappointed on the mornings where Bobby had a dry diaper. It wasn't wholly transparent but knowing the wolf well enough Bobby could tell his emotions. Their sex life had also improved despite Bobby being too shy to share his lover bed while diapered. On the days they both had off work the wolf seemed to pounce him at random times. In one particular incident, Luke had claimed him on top of the kitchen counter. He had never seen Luke so wild, and it made him excited, the primal heat of his lover. His strong arms wrapping around him.

The next surprise was the afternoon where Luke had insisted Bobby be diapered. Usually, that was reserved only for bedtime. The frisky wolf managed to convince the coyote by going down on him while he was were sitting on the lounge. The spontaneous wolf sex had lowered Bobby's defences. He was in the mood for some play.

Bobby had suspected something was amiss as the afternoon wore on. He began to feel the need to visit the restroom not to pee but for a very different reason. The demand was multiplying. It wasn't normal; he had hoped it would go away, but it just kept getting stronger. What worried him the most was unlike the other times he had been placed in his transparent latex pants they didn't have a timer displaying, only a black padlock locked closed.

Bobby returned from his memories as a strong abdominal cramp rocked his lower abdomen. Still sprawled out on the lounge he casually brought his knees together to get a better hold on his tail hole. He started the think of a way he could casually leave the room. Bobby knew there was no way out of the plastic pants, but at least he wouldn't be forced to defile his adult diaper in front of his boyfriend.

As more time passed, Bobby's paw pads began to sweat profusely. The exertion of keeping his bowels under control was starting to ramp up. The cramps were coming in waves. Now even slowly getting stronger. The coyote pushed down on his tail hole he had to bore down almost constantly. Otherwise, he would let slip the contents of his bowels. Suddenly Luke switched off the television.

"Bobby just relax and let go. You're not going to resist that laxative for much longer. I've locked your plastic pants on they're not coming off until you've had a bowel movement," said Luke.

The coyote just couldn't hold it any longer. Before Bobby could reply or think to beg his lover to take off his rubber pants, he lost control. Bobby's bowels absolutely erupted. There is no stopping the laxative enhanced payload from splattering into the seat of his diaper. The coyote let out a gasp despite the disgusting mess building up in his diaper seat he still felt the liberation of a base need.

The Maxi Protect IV handed his output. He had no idea that Luke wanted him to defile his adult diapers like this. He pressed his muzzle into the lounge as the last of his contractions voided waste into his pampers. Slowly he turned to see his wolf. His muscular wolf had gotten up and was crouched down next to him. Bobby flinched as Luke stroked his head fur. Slowly he relaxed as his lover slowly stroked his head fur.

With the final roadblock to Bobby's acceptance of diapers overcome he soon found he quite enjoyed being under Luke's control. Bobby learned that Luke had his own desires and fantasies. The wolf enjoyed furs that were desperate to use the toilet. Staying true to their shared roles Luke bought a pair of Lock 'em plastic pants for Bobby to use on him. While Luke wasn't a diaper lover himself he did enjoy wetting his underwear under Bobby's teasing. The most positive change was that Bobby began to sleep in Luke's bed fully diapered and without an ounce of shame.