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Randall's Diaper Punishment 9 - The Diner lunarrush

Nathan led Randall through the house to the bathroom without further delay. The wolf sighed trustingly as he let the buck take charge. As Randall sat in the slowly filling tub, he noticed it was smaller than the one they had at home, though that was fine given it was meant to serve only for as long as you were on vacation.

"Alright pup, let's get you washed up," Nathan said with a smile as he pulled a fresh towel from below the sink.

Just as Nathen pulled the towel onto the rack, a familiar ringing sounded from the master bedroom. Nathan turned, someone from the office was calling on their vacation.

"Ugh, I'd better get that. Wouldn't want things falling apart because I didn't answer. I'll be back in a couple minutes puppy," Nathan said as he walked to the door.

"Nathan, you shouldn't have to work on vacation," Randall whined with a slight frown.

"Don't worry, I told them to only call if they had an emergency. This shouldn't happen often," Nathan said with a sigh as he walked briskly from the bathroom and shut the door behind him.

Randall sighed as he looked out over the beach. The bathroom walls were, thankfully, set to be reflective, though he saw the switches that could be flipped to make them transparent if he wanted. As he looked around the room, his eyes fell on the toilet just across the room. He blushed, it was as though the commode were teasing him about his babyish predicament with its very presence. Yet, as he thought about it, he realized there might be something he could do about that.

If he was right, the business call his boyfriend was on might take a while. When Nathan got a call like that at home, it typically took about half an hour or longer. While he might not get quite that long, he assumed he'd get enough time to take care of something he'd rather not deal with while they were out later. He hadn't had a messy diaper in a while now, and just maybe he wouldn't have to today either.

Randall stood slowly in the tub, letting the water dribble off him for a moment as he looked toward the door. He could feel his heartbeat in his ears as he watched the door. The last thing he wanted was for Nathan to walk back in because it had been a false alarm call. He waited, listening for any sound coming from the other room, but Nathan was far enough from the bedroom he couldn't catch even a murmur of conversation: a good sign that it might take at least a few minutes to solve.

Randall stood for nearly a full minute before he finally gained the courage to go through with his plan. If Nathan was really going to bring work on their vacation, he might as well cheat a little bit too, right? He carefully stepped out of the tub, shaking as much water from his feet as he could. He knew he couldn't use the towel if it was wet when Nathan grabbed it to dry him off that would be a dead giveaway that he'd gotten out of the tub without permission. He walked to the door and listened carefully as he moved to turn on the bathroom fan. If Nathan asked he'd say he didn't want the walls to get all fogged up by the steam from the hot water.

Randall's heartbeat seemed to loudly echo around the room as he padded softly to the toilet. He lifted the lid gently as if he were disabling a trap. His ears swiveled, listening for any sound other than the running water of the tub. He knew his time was running out, so throwing caution to the wind he quickly turned around and sat down on the toilet.

The sensation of sitting on the cool toilet seat was strange after so long in diapers. As he tried to relax so he could take care of this humiliating bit of business, he heard a sudden click from the doorknob. His ears perked, and he considered bolting back for the tub. Yet, his body felt as though he'd been frozen in place as Nathan quickly opened the door.

As the caribou's gaze fell on the puppy, Randall knew he was caught. He saw Nathan raise an eyebrow and fold his arms as he lowered his ears: he felt like a toddler who got caught with his hand in the cookie jar.

Randall's body finally responded to his earlier plea to go back to the tub. As he started back to the water, Nathan stepped into the room before him and stood right in his path. Randall stopped, and his gaze fell downward and away from the disappointed look on his boyfriend's face. Nathan was tapping a finger against one of his arms, obviously contemplating what to do next.

"Puppy, you just broke a rule again," Nathan started, "That means you've earned a punishment. I think that another thirty days in diapers will show you why you shouldn't try to break the rules."

Randall felt completely crestfallen. A week in diapers had looked long, but a whole month? A bright blush rose to his face, and he felt like he was going to cry.

"But you shouldn't be working on vacation either. A month isn't fair!" Randall yelled as he stomped his foot.

Nathan couldn't help but see the resemblance between his boyfriend and a puppy about to throw a tantrum. His gaze softened for a moment as Randall accused him and he didn't speak for a few seconds as he contemplated his next move.

"Plus, I didn't want to have a messy diaper today. We have big plans, it wouldn't be good!" Randall continued as he saw a slightly bemused expression cross his boyfriend's face, taking it as a sign he was winning.

"...So you don't think I'd make sure your messy diaper was managed while we were out?" Nathan asked, the disappointed frown returning to his face and letting Randall know that he'd definitely said the wrong thing.

"T-that's not what I..." Randall replied with a blush.

"Its what you meant," Nathan finished his sentence for him as he walked a bit closer.

"Nathan...I...this...I..." Randall spluttered as Nathan walked over to the toilet, closed the top, and sat down on it.

"You're right, maybe thirty days is too much. I get it, you wanted to spend time with me, puppy, and you're jealous that my job was getting in the way of that. You thought you had more time before I came back, so you figured you had time to cheat and get away with it. Yet, I can't just let you get off with no consequence," he said as he reached out and took Randall by the wrist.

Randall blushed as the buck snagged his wrist and pulled him in. He tugged back halfheartedly, but Nathan's firm grip guided him in effortlessly, and before he knew what was happening the wolf was bent over Nathan's knees like a naughty puppy.

"N-Nathan," Randall whined as his blush deepened. He felt so much smaller being held in this compromising position.

Without another word, the buck pulled the wolf's arm behind his back and pinned him in place. Randall grunted as he felt the buck reach down and grope his rump, forewarning the wolf of what was to come. Randall closed his eyes, ready for what he thought was coming next. Much to his surprise, rather than a hard slap, the wriggling puppy felt a light tap on his rear from Nathan's hand. He grunted and opened his eyes. Nathan's hand lifted again, coming down slightly harder yet not even enough to make the wolf's ass tingle from the slap.

Randall squirmed, not because he felt any pain but because he felt completely dominated. To be held over someone's lap like a naughty toddler, completely at their mercy and yet to feel them hold back so much made it all the more a reminder of Nathan's control and made it even more humiliating. The pup's cheeks burned as he felt another light tap on his butt, but as he wriggled, he felt something below his stomach. Nathan was hard as a rock.

Randall whined as he realized just how much his boyfriend was enjoying this. He wasn't sure, but maybe this was all part of the fantasy for Nathan. Perhaps he'd even expected something like this to happen and had been planning just how he'd punish his puppy when it did. As another light tap landed on the wolf's rear end, he felt the caribou's cock twitch against his stomach and left him feeling a mixture of humiliation from his punishment and reassurance because Nathan was still enjoying himself, which meant he couldn't be too mad in the mind of the wolf.

Finally, Nathan spoke as he continued to lightly tap the pup's rear end. "I think maybe another seven days in diapers would be far fairer. Know this though, puppy, you're on thin ice. Any more acting out and I'll have to go harsher on my punishments."

Randall whined and folded his ears. He felt another tap on his rear end, slightly harder than the others so far, and knew why Nathan was doing it this way. This was to remind him of his position while he was diapered. He was Nathan's puppy, he wasn't supposed to be making decisions that would lead to punishment. The caribou obviously felt somewhat guilty for taking the phone call, so he wasn't going all out with his discipline, yet he was still going to be firm and make sure Randall knew he'd messed up.

As the buck's open hand came down once again, just a little more firmly, Randall knew his boyfriend was looking for confirmation he'd been heard. "N-Nathan, I'm sorry," The wolf said with a blush as he continued to lightly squirm on the caribou's lap.

Nathan's cock twitched more often now. Randall couldn't help but feel the buck was becoming even more dominant the longer he spent playing the part of the daddy keeping his blushy puppy diapered all the time. In any case, the caribou was enjoying his position of power over the wolf.

"Well puppy, if you're really sorry then maybe you'll prove it. Be a good boy, or you'll earn so much time in diapers you'll actually need them by the time your punishment is done," Nathan teased as he slapped the wolf's rump just firmly enough to leave a light tingling sensation in its wake.

Randall blushed and wriggled against his boyfriend's strong grip, not really intent on escaping but more because this position was uncomfortable, as he wondered how much longer he'd be held down for this spanking. The message was clear, yet Nathan kept him held down and continued to lightly tap his butt as if rubbing in just how much more control of the situation he had than the wriggly puppy. The caribou's dick constantly twitched. Obviously, Nathan was just enjoying himself now that he'd said what he had to.

"Well? Do you agree that you need to be a good boy?" Nathan said in a teasing tone that spoke to the shift Randall had perceived from punishment for bad behavior to merely enjoying the level of domination afforded by the position.

Randall grunted as he felt a more firm slap on his rump than he had yet. It forced his crotch to slide against Nathan's knees slightly, teasing his cock as it slid along Nathan's fur.

"Y-yes, I...I'll try to be a good boy," Randall agreed with a blush, both to keep the intensity of the spanking down and to play along with this seemingly new thing Nathan was exploring.

"Well then, since you're going to try to be a good boy maybe we need to have a little bit of fun. So, your punishment for trying to use the potty like a bad boy is going to be seven days in diapers, and I'm going to dress you up more like a puppy when we go to town today," Nathan teased as he slapped down, but this time instead of pulling up right away his hand groped Randall's rear.

Randall moaned as he enjoyed the caribou groping his ass. He knew there was no way to argue with this ruling: one day in kiddy clothes, and seven more in diapers was significantly more generous than thirty days added to his diaper time. He blushed as he realized how horny the caribou was from just five minutes of bending the wolf over his lap for a spanking. If he said the wrong thing, he knew Nathan would probably bend him over the sink and take him then and there.

As Randall felt the caribou's fingers move along and press against his pucker, he whined loudly. He knew that touch, he knew what was probably coming next, and the last thing he wanted was a morning rutting leaving him waddling worse than any diaper alone could manage. "Aww, what's the matter? Don't want to get taken this morning, pup?" Nathan chuckled as he replied knowingly to the whining puppy.

Randall's cheeks couldn't have been more crimson as he shook his head. He was unable to answer audibly as the humiliating feeling of getting called a puppy mixed with the thought of taking that incredibly hard cock twitching against his stomach combined. Ultimately, he knew it might not matter what he answered, yet he held out hope the caribou had something else in mind because of the way he'd asked that.

"Well, if you're sure...I think maybe you could just give me a little blow job instead this morning. After all, I'm very horny, and I think it's only fair you take care of that since you caused it you little cutie," Nathan teased as he gave Randall's rear another grope.

Randall felt a surge of desire a Nathan told him how much he wanted him. He nearly wanted to give in and let the caribou take his rear, but he knew the consequences of that wouldn't be pleasant, so he controlled those thoughts and nodded gently as he looked up at the caribou.

With a final tap, Nathan let go of Randall's arm and grabbed for the towel on the rack. Randall watched as the fluffy towel was laid out on the floor, giving the wolf something to kneel on while he pleasured the buck. Nathan lowered Randall onto the towel, stood halfway, and tugged down everything below his waist to finally free his cock of its confines.

Nathan sat back on the toilet and placed a hand softly on the back of Randall's head. The buck started to pet him and slowly guide the wolf's nose to the tip of his twitching, precum dribbling, dick. Randall took a breath, taking in the musky scent of his boyfriend's nethers before slowly moving his mouth up to engulf the end of the cock. Nathan kept pressing, slowly feeding the wolf inch after inch of his dick. Randall let the buck guide him as his own cock hardened at the mere thought of pleasuring his boyfriend.

Nathan moaned as he scrubbed the wolf's mouth with his dick. Randall had no doubt his boyfriend was in a dominant mood as his fingers kept hold and ensured the pup had to follow the buck's pace. Randall absentmindedly wondered how much more dominant the buck could be, the little incident this morning had certainly driven him to a new level. The wolf started to suck and lap along the length in his maw as Nathan thrust him up and down it inches at a time, doing his best to please the moaning caribou while his own cock twitched in need.

"You know, I think we've got to do something about that tight rump of yours. Maybe we need to get you a plug so you can get used to taking things a little easier, so you aren't quite so loathe to take me," Nathan teased as his hand stroked behind the wolf's ears.

Randall grunted. He didn't like the idea of having a big plug stuffed up his ass all the time any more than he did the idea of taking a cock up there. He didn't want to imagine how it would be to have something like that stretching his rear out.

Nathan chuckled, "Well, that settles it then. When I change your next messy diaper, you're getting a plug up there. I don't think we'll start too big, but we'll work up and soon you won't find anal quite so painful."

Randall knew that tone: this wasn't up for debate. He felt even more dominated as the thought of getting something stuffed up his rear stayed with him as the blow job continued. His tongue lapped the cock as the caribou humped his mouth. Was this because he'd tried to cheat? He couldn't help but feel if he'd not gotten Nathan quite so dominant it wouldn't even be on the table. Yet, he knew from the fact Nathan had a plug with him; this was something the caribou had been planning to happen on their vacation. Had Nathan expected him to break a rule and end up getting punished?

Nathan pressed in more insistently and brought Randall's thoughts back to the blow job at hand. He could feel the length all the way at the back of his mouth and gagged slightly as a drop of precum shot from it and hit the back of his throat in a way he'd not expected. The wolf moaned around the twitching length as he started to moan, lick, and suck harder. He knew Nathan was close, just by the way his dick was now constantly dribbling precum from its tip.

Nathan guided Randall even deeper, and the wolf gulped as he was pulled balls deep onto the caribou's length. He gripped down on Nathan's knees, not pulling back but letting the caribou know to pull him up for a beath. Nathan pulled him up for a moment before shoving him back down on the length. Nathan was humping up in his seat, a sure sign he was getting close, and the wolf worked all the harder with his tongue to send the caribou rocketing over the edge.

Randall felt the tell-tale twitch of the caribou's nuts against his chin moments before the whole length in his mouth surged and shot a sticky gob of caribou batter into his mouth. Nathan was panting and moaning as he held the wolf planted entirely on his length. Another, smaller, surge of spunk dribbled out and painted the wolf's tongue as he swallowed all he could. He knew full well Nathan would sit there, holding him until he finally swallowed the whole load. A third surge, this time larger than either of the first two, burst out and filled his mouth yet again. He could feel a few droplets leaking out the side of his mouth as he took a breath of musk drenched air through his nose and swallowed again.

As Randall gulped the last of Nathan's load, he felt the caribou release the back of his head. He pulled off, panting and more than a little sweaty after the act of pleasuring his boyfriend. Nathan smiled down at him, the slightest hint of dominance intermingled with the pleasure that he'd just had. The caribou was quite sweaty as well. Randall figured he'd have to take a bath or shower too.

"Alright puppy, I have a special surprise for you. Go get back in the tub," Nathan teased as he slowly got to his feet.

Randall wondered what he meant but then realized there was something new sitting on the countertop. Nathan must have brought it back after his phone call, a bottle of bright purple soap with a playful otter holding a ball on the label. "No more tears" was printed proudly at the top of the label, and the pup blushed as he realized that the ultra kiddy soap was for him.

Randall got back in the, now full, tub as Nathan squeezed out a handful of the soap. The scent of grape bubblegum filled the room immediately, and the fact he'd soon be wearing that childish perfume made Randall's ears fold against his head. He wondered how much the smell would cling to him as the buck started to lather the soap through his fur. Within a few minutes, Nathan had most of Randall's body covered in thick white bubbles with a light purple tint to them. The scent of grape bubblegum was overwhelmingly powerful in the small room, completely covering any scent left behind by the blow job.

Nathan worked slowly, letting his fingers grind through Randall's fur and giving the scent of the kiddy soap plenty of time to permeate the wolf's fur. Randall stood in the tub to allow Nathan to work without having to fight the water, though it seemed Nathan was leaving his crotch alone with the first pass as Randall's twitching dick slowly softened back to its natural state from the lack of attention.

As if that was the cue he was waiting for, Nathan started to scrub the pup's crotch. His fingers danced up Randall's thighs and gently brushed his balls. Then, with several soft gropes, he effortlessly reignited the wolf's hard on and washed his sheathe at the same time. Randall moaned and bucked into the caribou's grip, but Nathan teasingly loosened up as he did so leaving the pup to whine and look at his boyfriend in need.

"Ah, ah. You might have gotten a little bit of what I'm going to give you today. By the time I take you tonight I want you to be ready to get off to getting you tail hole stuffed, so I'm not gonna milk you this morning," Nathan teased as he moved his hands behind the wolf and started to wash his butt.

Randall whined loudly. So he'd not avoided getting fucked, merely delayed it until later. He had to admit the thought Nathan still wanted him so badly moments after dumping his load made him feel desirable. Yet, he couldn't help but wince as thoughts of getting plugged all day then plowed danced in his mind.

Nathan pointed at the water as he finished lathering Randall to his satisfaction. Randall sat down, and the soap spread out into the water, bubbling up and turning the surface of the clean water cloudly as it took with it every bit of evidence he'd had an accident this morning. Nathan took a few minutes to run his fingers over every inch of the pup's fur and rinse every bit of the soap away other than its still overpowering scent. Randall's cock, still half-hard from the attention a moment ago, danced as Natha's fingers brushed it. Randall blushed and moaned in desire, yet he knew he wasn't getting more attention until later.

"Alright, let's get you in a diaper, and you can sit in your playpen and watch a show while I get a shower," Nathan teased as he started letting the bathwater drain away and picked the towel up from the floor.

Randall stood and felt Nathan start to dry him. Water dripped from his body as the caribou started at the top and worked his way down. By the time he was done, the towel was completely drenched, Randall was relatively dry, and the tub was empty.

Nathan tossed the towel back on the rack and led Randall to the bedroom. As he was used to this routine, Randall laid on the bed and waited for Nathan to pull out a diaper. This time he chose one with blue and green cross-hatching and cutsie animals down the front. It had gray paw prints down the middle of its bulk, wetness indicators to make sure anyone who got a look at the diaper could tell just how wet it was.

Nathan walked up to Randall with the diaper, a bottle of talcum, and a bottle of lotion. He unfolded the thick crinkling padding and chuckled as Randall fidgeted at the thought it was going on him. He lifted Randall enough to slip the back of the padding below him, securing the tail tape in place before lowering the blushing wolf back onto the dictionary thick diaper.

Next, Nathan started to dust the wolf's crotch with a liberal dose of powder. Randall whined as the babyish scent tickled his nose, mingling with the scent of grape bubblegum and driving home the fact he was once again having a diaper put on him. Then, the caribou poured a gob of lotion in his hand, rubbing it around to warm it up before moving down to coat the wolf's crotch and rub in the powder. Finally, he folded the front of the diaper up and wrapped it firmly in place before taping it snugly on. Randall had to admit: the buck was getting better at this.

Nathan held his hand out, and Randall allowed himself to be pulled to his feet and led into the front room. The caribou, true to his word, led the wolf into the playpen and handed him the remote for the TV. "Keep it to the kid shows, I'll be back soon cutie," Nathan teased as he walked back to the master bedroom.

Randall blushed and turned on the TV. He searched for a moment and found a show that didn't look too terrible that was about country frogs that moved to the big city. As he sat and watched it, he heard the creak of the bedroom door. He looked back and saw Nathan, standing in the doorway completely naked for his bath. His ears folded as he turned back to his show, he knew Nathan was checking on him like a little kid because of his little stunt this morning. It served as a humiliating reminder he'd just earned another week of kiddy treatment.

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Just as the episode Randall was watching ended he heard the bedroom door open again. Nathan was fully dressed, though still slightly damp from his shower. Randall blushed as he saw Nathan was already holding some clothes: the kiddy clothes he'd been promised when he was being spanked earlier. He suspected these would have been his clothes either way on some level, though he didn't say that lest he invite the caribou to find something more humiliating to dress him in. He shuddered as the thought of getting taken around town in a diaper and a t-shirt came, unbidden, to his mind.

"Stand up," Nathan said as he held out the shirt and set the pants down on the nearby couch.

Randall got to his feet and let Nathan pull the bright yellow shirt over his head. As his head popped through the right hole, he looked down and whined softly as he saw the cutsie bumblebee and flower pattern on the front of the shirt. Then, he felt the end of the shirt pulled up and snapped between his legs: a onesie to keep his diaper from drooping too much.

Next came the pants. More accurately, they were a pair of shortalls with several distinct snaps through the crotch to make diaper checks easier. Randall blushed brilliantly but knew he was going in them as Nathan held them out to step into. He felt them pulled up, and if there was one thing to be grateful for it was that they covered the flowers, only letting the cute bee on the onesie be seen.

With his shortalls snapped on Randall looked over at one of the walls. Though the glass wasn't a mirror it still reflected him enough he could get an impression of just how toddlerish he looked. It was definitely cute, he begrudgingly had to admit, yet he couldn't help but feel the clothes drew attention to the fact he was diaper bound. The caribou's wide grin, however, told Randall all he needed to know. Nathan liked the outfit, so it was staying.

Finally, Randall's feet were pulled into some ankle socks and then stuffed into a pair of sneakers. Randall goggled at them, wondering where Nathan had even managed to find something like this. They were brilliantly yellow with black stripes. They matched the theme of his shirt almost too well, and seemed to have softer than normal bottoms: they were something between a slipper and a proper shoe.

"Alright pup, let's go," Nathan teased as he finished tying Randall's shoes.

The caribou stepped forward to help the wolf cross the playpen wall. He stopped to pick up his keys and led the way out of the front door. Randall couldn't help but feel an undercurrent of embarrassment, being led out dressed like this. Yet, even his own imagination knew this could always be worse. After all, he could be in nothing more than a diaper and t-shirt right now. What would that even be like, to show off his diaper in public like that? He hardly wanted to imagine it as he let himself be strapped into his car seat.

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As they parked in the lot for the diner, Randall wondered why everything was so busy. Was it always like this in the summer? They'd visited this very town at least once before, but he couldn't remember how busy it had been: he'd not had a reason to notice. Nathan got out of the car and opened the back door. The wolf looked around apprehensively as he was unbuckled from his car seat by the caribou. While a kid of two took notice as they ran past playing a game, it seemed most of the adults walking along couldn't care less.

Nathan helped Randall from the car, and the two of them walked to the front door of the diner. Most of the tables by the window were full, and Randall wondered if there was going to be a wait. Yet, as the two of them walked inside and he got a better look, he realized there were at least a few tables they could be sat at.

"Just the two of you?" an older raccoon woman asked as she picked up a couple menus.

"That's right, but if you have a kids menu, I'd appreciate it. My partner eats like a bird in the morning," Nathan said with a kind smile.

Randall's cheeks lit up as the raccoon woman looked him up and down. She gave him a kind smile, and without a further word, set one of the adult menus down and picked up a paper and a small box. "Alright, follow me," The woman said as she started to lead the way through the restaurant.

Though there were a lot of people in here most of them were too focused on their own world to take note of the thickly diapered wolf waddling through the restaurant beside the big caribou. Randall did see one small boy nudge his brother and mime sucking his thumb as he pointed at the wolf, but he chose to turn away and ignore the silent teasing as they reached their booth at the far end of the line. Their menus were set on either side of the table, and as Randall sat down, he took a look at the child's menu. It was short, and the box had been for crayons to use on some games they'd printed on it as well. Randall feltt entirely too much like a toddler as the raccoon pulled out a small notepad.

"Any drinks?" the hostess asked.

"Hmm, get me a coffee, and both of us water if you don't mind," Nathan answered.

"Alright, your waitress will be right with you. Go ahead and look over the menu," the older raccoon replied as she made a small note on her book and walked away.

Randall could feel the heat on his face and his heart beating. He couldn't help it, the kiddy menu sitting in front of him was all the more evidence he was Nathan's big baby. He felt like he was drawing eyes, but the only person he caught staring at him were the two kids who'd noticed him on the way inside. One of them was making faces at him, and the other was whispering to his brother as their parents ignored their kids' antics and seemed to be planning something.

Randall groaned as he tried to keep his eyes forward, he figured ignoring them would just be the way to go so they'd hopefully not draw more attention his way. He wondered as he looked at the menu if the hostess had noticed his cute clothing when she'd looked him over. Surely she had, but she'd not said anything to call attention to it.

Randall was pulled from his thoughts as a cute and beautiful snow leopard waitress set Nathan's coffee and two glasses of water on the table.

"Hey, so have you guys had a chance to look over the menu?" she asked as she pulled out a notepad like the hostess had.

Randall looked down bashfully, he'd been so caught up in thoughts of what others were seeing he'd not even read through the menu at all.

"Hmm, I think we'll need a couple minutes," Nathan replied as he looked up toward the waitress.

"Wait, is that you, Nathan?" the waitress asked.

Randall looked up from his menu again. Had she just called his boyfriend by name? He saw the two of them had met gazes as he wondered where they could have met, had it maybe been on their last visit here?

"Well, isn't this a surprise. Randall, this is Morgan. Morgan, this is my boyfriend, Randall," Nathan replied as he chuckled in amusement.

"Oh? Well hi! My, he's a cute one, most boys are afraid to dress up cute like that," Morgan said with a giggle as she looked Randall over.

Randall folded his ears, his cheeks already red from his thoughts earlier. "U-umm, thanks..." he replied, obviously flustered by her attention.

"Well, it's true. Then again, Nathan always did like cute things," Morgan replied with a sure grin. "Hey, if you want to catch up I'll be off my shift here in like ten minutes."

"Sounds like a good time. Randall, why don't you go ahead and scoot over. I'll sit by you, and she can join us for breakfast," Nathan replied.

Randall, still flustered at being called cute, moved over as the snow leopard went back to the kitchen, likely to let them know she'd be joining their table when her shift was over. As Nathan sat beside Randall the wolf actually felt a bit relieved: he couldn't see the kids who'd noticed him anymore and hoped that meant they'd stop trying to mess with him from across the restaurant.

"Don't worry so much, she likes cute things puppy. I'm sure even if she figures you out, she'll love it," Nathan whispered to Randall, which rather than serving to reassure him only made his blush that much more brilliant.

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Ten minutes passed in what seemed like a moment as Randall awaited the return of Nathan's ex. Another waitress stopped by to take their order, likely because Morgan had passed her tables off to someone else because it was time for her to get off. Randall had gone with pancakes, and Nathan had chosen the biscuts and gravy.

Randall kept glancing around nervously. Nathan chuckled as he watched the wolf squirming in his seat.

"You know, it makes your diaper a lot louder when you squirm so much," Nathan teased, all too loudly for Randall's liking.

Randall thought he heard giggling and was confident the kids who'd been teasing him had listened to his boyfriend's quip. Before the wolf could even think of a response, he saw Morgan walking toward them. She'd taken her apron off, but was still wearing black clothing in the same stylle as the other waitresses. The wolf whinedas he wondered if she'd caught the last little bit of their conversation or if she'd not been listening to Nathan's latest attempt to make him blush.

If she'd overheard them, she didn't give any hint of it in her facial expressions. She looked curious, likely about what sort of guy Nathan would get with. Nathan smiled warmly at Morgan as she took her place across the table from him.

"Well, this is a surprise. It's been a few years, how long have you been living out here?" Nathan asked as he picked up his cup of coffee and watched her over the top of it.

"Oh, well, I've been here for about a year now. I visited a couple summers ago on vacation and loved it so much I decided I wanted to live here. How about you, just here on vacation?" Morgan asked as she smiled at Nathan.

"Yep, got a bit of time off work and decided I wanted to go on vacation with my puppy," Nathan replied.

Randall's face lit up at being called puppy in the company of other people. He gave the caribou a dirty look, was this part of the punishment for trying to use the toilet earlier? In any event, the cutsie nickname and the sudden movement as Randall responded to it drew Morgan's eyes back to the squirmy wolf.

"Awww, what a cute nickname. You know, it really kinda fits though. What with that shirt...and you know I don't think I've seen many guys wear shortalls like those..." Morgan said as her eyes drifted down the wolf's body.

Randall silently prayed she wouldn't notice the bulge of his diaper. Yet, as her eyes fell on his crotch, she suddenly stopped talking. He just knew she'd seen it, but he still silently hoped as she paused that she either hadn't and he was worrying over nothing or that she wouldn't say anything about it.

"Umm, is that what I think it is?" Morgan said with a cute smile on her face as she bent in and nearly whispered her question.

Randall was lost for words. Thankfully Nathan wasn't. Instead, the caribou seemed a bit amused with the way she'd tried to be discreet about it.

"That's right. Randall here's a bit of a bedwetter, and he looks so precious in his diaper I decided to keep him in them full time," Nathan replied with a devious smile on his face.

"Oh my gosh. That's so freaking adorable!" Morgan said quite loudly and suddenly enough that Randall jumped at the surprise.

Randall felt like other patrons were looking their direction. He shrank a bit, hiding behind Nathan as the buck seemed to be enjoying the snow leopard's reaction.

As she finished giggling Morgan took a deep breath. "Oh, sorry about that. I just...Randall, you're so cute!" she said with the same enthusiasm but much more quietly.

"That he is," Nathan said as he set an arm possessively around his boyfriend.

Randall blushed as he leaned into the hug. He wondered how many of the other restaurant patrons knew he was in diapers now. Thankfully, even if some of them had picked up on it, there was an excellent chance he'd never meet any of them again. Of course, that was only so consoling as he looked around, thankful as he realized nobody he could see seemed to be turned their way.

Just then, their breakfast arrived. The new waiter, a rather slim panther, set their breakfast in front of them and Nathan let Randall go for the moment so both of them could eat more comfortably. The wolf scooted over to his plate and couldn't help but smile at the whipped cream and chocolate smiley face that had been put on his pancakes. They looked delicious, even if the only reason they'd been given these extra embellishments was that he'd ordered them from the kids menu.

Randall started to eat as Nathan and Morgan caught up. Apparently, she'd had come out here to get in college, though she chose to commute to school so she could live here. She didn't seem surprised at Nathan's success. As she put it, he'd always been ambitious, and Randall had no trouble imagining that.

As he finished his food, Randall felt his stomach gurgle ominously. He silently wished for the second time that morning he'd not been caught trying to use the toilet. He squirmed in his seat as the others continued their conversation and tried to hold back the inevitible.

He could always try to slip out to use the restroom but knew Nathan wasn't likely to let that happen. He wriggled as his stomach gurgled, he knew he wasn't going to be able to hold this back until they left. He whined as he wondered if he could at least try to get to somewhere in the restaurant that wasn't completely packed with people to take care of this. Sitting on the inside of the booth meant that wasn't an option, and he was getting more desperate by the second as he desperately tried every trick he could think of to hold back the coming flood.

As Randall squirmed in his seat, the snow leopard finally took notice at a pause in their conversation. He blushed as his eyes watered at the corners. He was close, he didn't want to do this with her watching. Yet, as his stomach grumbled loudly again, he realized he didn't have a choice. It was coming, and it didn't care how humiliating it was going to be for the squirmy diapered wolf.

"Umm, Nathan, I recognize that face from when I used to watch my little brother. Don't you think..." but her question was cut off by a groan from Randall as he felt it start to happen despite his command to hold back.

Nathan turned to Randall just in time to see the whole thing. With a sudden push, his body forced him to release. The pup felt the surge out his tail hole as a lumpy mess pushed out into the waiting padding. Randall wished, at that moment, he'd done this yesterday as he looked at the buck desperately. As he finished with a rather loud fart, the caribou gave him a bemused expression. The snow leopard across from them blushed but tried to give Randall an understanding smile.

"Let's go get that taken care of," Nathan said as he moved to stand up.

Randall felt Nathan had said that too loudly, yet as he stood up and felt the caribou grab his hand, he didn't see anyone looking at them other than Morgan and the kids who'd been messing with him earlier. The wolf felt utterly humiliated as he was led through the restaurant toward the bathroom, which unfortunately was about as far from their table as possible. He felt like he was draing the eyes of the other patrons, though he never saw them looking. He did hear the two kids laughing loudly, though, had they realized what had happened to him?

As they reached the bathroom, Nathan pulled him inside. Thankfully it was the kind of restroom built for a single person. It looked as though the changing table was far cheaper than some he'd encountered though, and the wolf couldn't imagine a scenario where he'd be able to lay on it for a change.

Yet, Nathan was already prepared for this. He placed the diaper bag, which Randall hadn't even noticed him pick up in his mortification of having just messed his diaper in public, on the counter and grabbed a folded blanket out of the top.

The caribou unfurled the blanket onto the floor of the restroom, giving his pup a clean surface to lay on for his diaper change. Randall blushed and started to lay down, careful to avoid putting too much weight on his rear as he reached that point since he didn't want to get squished into the muck any worse than he had at the table.

"My my, such a stinky little puppy. You really filled it up, eh Randall?" Nathan asked as he plugged his nose playfully while his free hand grabbed a fresh diaper and a box of baby wipes from the bag.

Randall reacted to the words precisely as Nathan had expected. A brilliant blush covered his cheeks, and as Nathan knelt down on the mat beside him, he couldn't help but imagine everyone he'd passed on the way to the bathroom knew the wolf in the cutsie shortalls was also a diapered doofus.

"Heh relax cutie. I'll get ya all taken care of," Nathan said as he untaped the front of the diaper and used the padding's front to deal with the bulk of the mess before going after it with wet wipes.

Randall lay still on the mat the entire time his rump was being cleaned by Nathan's firm hand. He blushed nearly the whole time, and the sense that he wanted to bury his face into something soft and hide didn't leave him. Of course, he didn't admit that to Nathan, he might just get his ass pounded out here and now for a comment like that to the already dommy caribou.

Then, as the laden padding was pulled away and Randall's rump was lifted from the changing mat by Nathan the caribou suddenly got a look of remembrance on his face.

As he held Randall's rump up, he reached a hand over into a side pocket on the diaper bag. The wolf looked over in curiosity, then his blush deepened to about the level it had been when he'd filled his pants in the restaurant. Nathan had a plug in his hand, and it wasn't just any old butt plug. The base of it had a thick knot, and it was barely over four inches in length. A puppy pecker dildo meant to pack his ass full and leave him squirming.

"N-nathan," Randall whined as he looked at the rubbery mass in his boyfriend's hand with an intense blush covering his face.

"Oh? Do I hear a puppy whine about something I told him was coming after he messed himself?" Nathan asked with a dominant grin on his face.

"B-but that was before we met your ex-girlfriend here," Randall whined as felt his legs held up by his boyfriend's crotch and saw the caribou start to ludely lube up the plastic dog dick in his hand.

"So? That doesn't change what I promised you, pup," Nathan teased as he finished slicking up the plug and held Randall's rump up behind both knees with one hand.

Randall watched in transfixed mortification as the knotted dick plug was lowered to his tail hole. He grit his teeth as he felt its tapered canine tip press to his tight pucker and whined nearly as loud and moaned as the toy started to fill its way into him. He felt its length bobbing into him and felt the familiar burning he got whenever Nathan took him anally.

As the wolf's pucker fought valiantly to push the invading member out the caribou atop him continued to feed inch after inch of the rubbery dick up his pup's rear. Randall wasn't sure how long it took, and his ass ached the whole way as he felt the shaft pressing and teasing his insides in a way that caused his dick to harden despite the pain, but soon enough he felt the bump of the knot against his tight pucker and knew what was coming next.

That knowledge did nothing to stop what was to happen next, though. Nathan pulled the cock back two inches, then with a sudden thrust forward, Randall found the knot attempting to seat itself into him. Though it was nowhere near as thick as the one at the base of his own dick, it was still enough to force Randall's tail hole to stretch quite wide, and he nearly yelped as he felt the thing stop about halfway into him.

Nathan gave a slight frown as he looked down at the half buried prick. "Well that won't do, time to take the whole thing puppy. Relax a bit," the caribou teased as he popped the knot back out and started to grind the dildo inside the wolf.

Randall whined and tried to say something, yet he couldn't get over the gritting stretching of getting his ass invaded enough to form a coherent sentence. As he felt Nathan draw the dick out another two inches again, he braced himself at first until he felt a light slap on his rump.

"I said to relax," Nathan said reprovingly as he swirled the cock like plug up inside his quite stretched boyfriend.

Randall blushed, whined, and attempted to relax like he was told. The second his ass let up Nathan shoved forward, and with a yelp from the pup, the knotted prick seated itself in his rump. Randall could feel the knot pressing his prostate, yet he was thankful to some degree it was inside as now his sphincter was closed on the relatively thin section on just the other side of the thick knot.

Randall couldn't help the blush on his face. As a canine, having a thick knot seated under his tailhole left him feeling all the more bred. He knew it was thick enough there wasn't a chance it was slipping out without help, so he'd get to feel that sense of being taken until Nathan took mercy on him and pulled it out. Yet, he had no clue how long that would be.

"There we go, what a good boy you are," Nathan cooed as he pulled the fresh diaper under Randall's rump and set him gently on it.

Randall could feel the plug up his butt swirl with every move of his body. As his weight was partially pushed on it, he felt the knot press tighter against his prostate and whimpered as his cock twitched from the attention. He wanted the thing out of him but had already resigned himself to the fact it wasn't going anywhere by the time the knot was inside his ass.

From there, the diaper change was reasonably straightforward. Randall felt his crotch getting dusted with a coating of baby powder, and it made him squirm slightly as he realized the caribou was using a bit more than usual. He knew this would make poffs of it escape the plastic padding around his rear every time he squirmed, and he knew the plug up his rump meant he was going to have very little choice but to squirm because he couldn't sit too long one way without feeling discomfort.

Of course, Nathan's grin told the wolf he knew precisely what he was doing. Once the fatherly buck was convinced his pup's crotch had enough powder on it that Randall was sure he couldn't take a step without a visible poff escaping from the overalls, he went to work folding the diaper up and taping it into place around Randall's waist.

With a fold up, a squish of the caribou's hand on his crotch to tease his half hard rod, then a simple maneuver to snap Randall's shortall buttons back up the wolf's diaper change was complete. Randall groaned as Nathan helped him to his feet, not only from the talcum he could strongly smell all over himself but from the plug making him feel as though he were being humped at that very moment despite the thick padding locking away his crotch firmly within its babyish prison.

"Alright, Head back to the table pup, I'm gonna go take care of this," Randall heard the caribou say as he stuffed the wolf's used diaper into the diaper bag and started to the exit of the restroom and presumably the restaurant.

Randall walked out of the restroom and looked around apprehensively. He couldn't see anyone looking at him or watching to see when he'd left the bathroom. Yet, he felt as if everyone in the restaurant was now keenly aware of the derpy diapered wolf in their midst. After a moment of standing there, looking around awkwardly without the caribou to guide him, Randall saw Morgan walking toward him.

"Hey, let's go back to the table. I got something for you while you were gone," Morgan said with an apologetic smile.

Randall's cheeks burned as he nodded and started to walk with her back to the table. He grit his teeth but managed to suppress his moaning as he felt the plug teasing him with every step and leaving him feeling all the more dominated with its constant reminder that it was there to make it easier for Nathan to pound his ass in the future.

As they got back to their table and Randall slid into his seat he saw a giant ice cream sundae sitting on the table in place of his empty pancake plate. Three mounds of whipped cream covered in nuts, chocolate sauce, and each topped with a cherry were atop the ice cream, and a churro poked out at each end of the long dish.

"I got it with all the stuff on it, if you don't like anything though we can take it off," Morgan said as she sat across the table from Randall.

The wolf blushed. He felt grateful that the snow leopard wasn't humiliating him further over the accident. "T-thank you," the wolf stammered, not wanting to seem ungrateful for her act of kindness.

"You're sure welcome. I know Nathan can be a bit insistent, and my bet is it was his choice you just had to... deal with," Morgan said as she blushed a bit. "Not that I don't get why he did it though. After all, I think it's adorable, and I can hardly imagine he feels any differently."

Randall's blush returned full force and his ears folded as he looked around to see if anyone else was watching.

"I'm gonna bet this is something you're still getting used to though, huh?" Morgan continued as she tried to keep Randall's attention. As he noticed her glance to the table where the kids had been, he knew exactly why and decided he'd rather not look at them.

"Well... yeah, its pretty new," Randall said quietly. Obviously, he didn't want to talk about his little accidents or the reason he was still in diapers when he'd passed the time Nathan had initially set for him. He started to slowly eat his sundae as he wondered when Nathan would return.

"It's alright. It's only obvious to me because I had little brothers. I'm sure half the people here wouldn't know it if you were giving them a lap dance," Morgan said reassuringly.

Randall choked on a bite of ice cream as he half laughed at her joke. The wolf coughed a couple times and set his spoon down. Eager to change the subject from his attire, Randall scrambled for a topic of conversation, squirming slightly as he felt the plug unpleasantly pressing his insides after his coughing fit.

"So, why did you and Nahan end up breaking up?" Randall asked after he took a small gulp of water to stop his cough.

"Oh, well I guess you could say you're part of that reason. Nathan told me one day about thoughts he'd been having about other guys. The thing is I'd always had an idea he was like that, I'd seen gay porn on his computer a couple times. I can't say we didn't have some good times, but I had to let him go to find what he really wanted," Morgan said with a reminiscent smile on her face. It was apparent she didn't feel bitter about the end of their relationship.

"Ahh, I see. Well, have you met anyone else yet?" Randall asked, feeling relieved his change of conversation had taken.

"Nope, I'm not really after a serious sort of relationship in college. I'd rather spend a few years playing around, getting my chance to party before I settle down," Morgan said playfully with a wink.

Nathan returned just then and sat at the table beside Randall. The wolf could feel the heat of outside radiating off him still. He'd obviously taken the used diaper to a nearby dumpster so patrons of the restroom wouldn't have to deal with the smell for the rest of the day.

"So, what's your guys' plan for today?" Morgan asked as Nathan eyed Randall's sundae for a moment.

"Well, we were going to go on a hike. Then, I thought we'd go visit the hot springs later, "Nathan said with a chuckle. "Why, you bored? You maybe wanna tag along?" Nathan asked.

"Hmm, sure thing. I don't have much to do when I'm off other than stuff like that," Morgan replied cheerfully. "Plus, maybe I could help you with a diaper change or two, I'm way more experienced than you at it," she continued, much more quietly but just loud enough the members of their table all heard it clearly.

Randall's face went crimson as Nathan chuckled, "Alright if you'd like to, I'll let you change him when he wets again."

"Awww, don't worry, I'll take good care of you," Morgan teased as Randall's mouth opened and closed like a fish out of water.

The wolf didn't know what to say, but he certainly felt more infantile than he had even when he'd messed himself earlier. The thought of getting changed by someone other than Nathan really drove home his toddlerish status. Not to mention, she'd get a chance to see the wolf dick butt plug up his ass, which suddenly took on a new dimension of potential humiliation. Morgan certainly seemed to think his predicament was adorable, yet that didn't make it any less blush inducing to imagine she'd eventually see the cutsie diaper wrapped on his rump and that he had no say in that.

Nathan chuckled as he watched Randall trying to process their day plans changing to include Morgan. "Better eat your ice cream puppy, its gonna melt," Nathan teased as he scooped up a bite of the delicious looking dessert and ate it.

Randall sighed and started to eat the sundae. It tasted wonderful, especially the churro, which was particularly fresh. The flavors of chocolate, nuts, vanilla ice cream, and cinnamon mixed together and left Randall satisfied. Though his mind couldn't stop going back to the plug up his butt, primarily because every time he thought he found a comfortable position he'd shift just a bit and feel like he was getting a thick knot bobbed inside his tail hole.

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Randall finished his ice cream with a bit of help from his boyfriend. The conversation with Morgan continued, and she made a suggestion for a cool place to hike. It was an extensive cavern system that led to a waterfall pool that some of the locals liked to swim in. The wolf had to admit that swimming sounded good, especially as he looked outside and noticed the blur of heat rising off the cars in the parking lot.

When the bill came, Nathan took care of it, and as the three of them walked to the parking lot, Randall waddling more than before thanks to the plug bobbing up his butt. Randall wondered whether Morgan was going to take her own car or ride with them. He blushed as he remembered his car seat waiting for him in the back of their vehicle.

"I don't drive to work, I live like a block away. So, you guys wanna give me a ride to my place so I can change into something more comfortable and then we can head out?" Morgan asked.

"Sure thing, just let me get Randall here in his seat," Nathan replied as he took the wolf by the hand.

"Seat? Oh, do you mean... oh my gosh, can I do it?" Morgan said excitedly but quietly as she giggled lightly.

"Sure thing, I'll get the car started," Nathan said as he let go of Randall's hand and let Morgan step to beside him.

Randall's ears were flat as Morgan opened the door Nathan had indicated. She looked at him expectantly, and he climbed into his car seat, groaning as the curve of the seat ensured he sat right on the plug. He considered complaining about getting strapped in like a kid, but knew at best Nathan would ignore it and at worst he'd make things even more embarrassing in the way only he knew how to do. Considering he was already on thin ice, it seemed more likely it'd be the latter, so he simply sat back and let the enthusiastic kitty strap him into his car seat.

"Aww, this is so adorable. You're such a cute puppy for Nathan," Morgan cooed at Randall as she lowered the lap bar and quickly clicked it into place.

Nathan's grin told Randall more than any amount of words ever could. He was getting a rush from letting Morgan tease his puppy, and wasn't about to give that up anytime soon. It made Randall feel all the more submissive to know Nathan was enjoying this so much, but he also realized that meant this might go further than diaper changes and getting strapped in his car seat.

"He's such a cutie Nathan, and so obedient. I bet the two of you have a lot of fun together, huh?" Morgan said as she got in the front and pulled her seat belt on.

"That's right, though I think he needs to get a bit more used to taking me. There are times he practically destroys the sheets from gripping them so hard," Nathan teased as he started to back out of the parking spot.

"I live just down there at that big apartment building," Morgan said as she pointed out a tall building just down the road. "You know, I'm kind of jealous. If I had a cutie like him I'd play dress up with him and, heh, well I mean it's rare to find a guy willing to wear diapers and kiddy clothes that look so adorable."

"Heh, maybe I'll let you play dress up with him before our hike After all, if we wait until it's hotter we can have more fun swimming when we get to the waterfall," Nathan said, causing Randall to whimper audibly.

Randall groaned as his suspicions were confirmed by the deviously smiling caribou.

Morgan giggled again. "Aww, I'm not sure he wants me to. He seems kinda embarrassed," she replied as she looked over her shoulder at the wolf, who was squirming from the plug being shoved in firmly by his seat.

"Well, if you don't want to you don't have to. Just know he's been a bad boy and I think maybe if he plays nice, I'll give him a little reward later," Nathan teased.

"Oh, well, what do you say puppy? Wanna play dress up for a while before we go hiking?" Morgan asked, the anticipation in her voice palpable.

Randall blushed as he looked from the dominant grin on Nathan's face to the snow leopard's sparkling eyes. He wondered what his reward from the buck would be if he chose to play along with this. He knew she was going to get to see his diapers later regardless. He wondered what sort of things she'd want to dress him in. He shuddered as he thought of himself in a dress or something like that.

Yet, he knew there were consequences either way. Being on thin ice like this was nerve wracking because it meant any little slip up could mean significantly more time in diapers. That meant more getting babysat when Nathan went back to work, more messing himself, more having to deal with people possibly catching glances of him in his pampers. More dealing with ignoring observant brats who wanted to tease him. Perhaps, if he played along, he wouldn't be on quite such thin ice anymore.

Plus, that look of excitement on Morgan's face made him feel compelled. She just seemed so excited to get to play with the big puppy strapped in the back seat, and who was he to deny her that joy when she'd been so kind to him so far? While she'd teased him a bit, he knew she wasn't trying to be mean about it. Plus, he could tell the thought of watching Randall getting played with like a big puppy was turning Nathan on.

"I... okay, I think we could do that for a little while," Randall replied quietly, a blush still on his cheeks as he agreed.

"Awww, don't worry, I'm sure we'll have lots of fun!" Morgan giggled as Nathan drove down the road to the building she'd pointed out.

The wolf wondered if agreeing to this was a mistake. He imagined it would be embarrassing, and it meant she'd get significantly more time checking him out in his diaper if she insisted on dressing him in front of the two of them. Yet, he knew just based on the way Nathan had nodded approvingly when he'd agreed that whatever the reward would be worth it to him.

Randall's stomach sank as a thought came to him. Surely, she wouldn't have very many masculine clothes, would she? Randall squirmed from the idea as much as from the knotted doggy dick teasing his insides.