Story Request - Taking My Spot
#8 of Something fetishy
Something quick for a request.
It hadn't taken much to get Leon down to his old playmate's house. The college-aged lion was between semesters and looking for a fun time. Ryan always provided that.
The canine was only a few years older than him. They met on a site intended for diaper play and had followed each other onto various other apps. Mostly it was them just bemoaning their inability to meet up again. Although both were admittedly keener on women, it wasn't easy to find people who were into the same sort of kinks. That had changed a few months ago when Ryan said he'd found a new playmate and Leon was too busy with his new classes.
When Ryan reached out for a meetup, it was common sense for the feline. The few times they'd met in the past, it had been a grand time for Leon. The Doberman had locked him up in chastity and only let him cum at the end of a long weekend of wet diapers and humiliating games. Ryan long ago had expressed his interest in trying to be on the receiving end at some point, but Leon was admittedly far too submissive for that.
He was surprised when it wasn't Ryan, but rather an unfamiliar woman who opened the door when he knocked. She was tall for a fox, coming up to Leon's height. The curiosity turned to impatience as the feline didn't immediately state his purpose.
"Yes?" she asked, cocking an eyebrow.
Leon composed himself, his eyes darting around to spot the address on the side of the door. It was correct. Had his friend moved and not said anything? "Umm. Do you happen to know where Ryan lives? I thought this was his house."
She looked annoyed as she called out, "Ryan! Did you get on your phone without permission again?"
The lion's eyes went wide when Ryan came around the corner. Instead of the cowboy-esque attire he'd always seen him in, the Doberman was wearing a pink frilly onesie which did nothing to hide the diaper underneath. A pacifier was clipped to his collar and he was actively suckling it as his mittened paw waved at his friend. Leon blushed in response.
The fox sighed and tugged on Leon's arm with surprising strength, dragging him into the house. "Explain yourself, pup," she said after furiously stomping over to the abashed pup.
"It's Leon!" he said in a submissive voice, his ears flattening. "You said you wanted to meet him, remember? I thought this weekend would be the perfect time, since...you know..."
"Ohh? This little guy is Leon?" she asked, turning back around to face the younger male. "I suppose he'll probably do. Go get him ready for this weekend, then. The name is Vanessa, but you may call me Ms. Van if you like, Leon."
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Ms. Van," Leon said, awkwardly extending his paw in greeting.
She looked down at it and instead patted the lion on the top of his head, fixing his mane. "I'll be in there in a moment, pup. Make the switch quickly or you'll miss out."
Despite wearing mittens on his paws, the large male was easily able to scoop up Leon as if he was a kitten. "Yes, Ms. Van," he said, his tail wagging behind him obediently.
"Umm...What's going on?" Leon asked. Instinctively, his eyes focused on the tag which dangled from the canine's collar. "Spot?"
"Bark! Oh, sorry. Bad habit." The canine smiled dopishly. "You said you always wished you could go further with the whole diaper thing. Well um...Ms. Van is really good at that. I thought it'd be a really good idea to come try it out."
"Why didn't you just tell me?" the feline inquired. He was intrigued, certainly. Just the thought of being in diapers and changed by the hot vulpine was enough to get him hard.
Ryan brought him into a room that looked like a nursery for an adult. The air was thick with the smell of baby powder and lotion. As careful as he could with his mittened paws, he set Leon onto the changing table. "Really? You wouldn't have gotten too nervous to respond and missed your opportunity?"
Leon blushed as he realized where he was. "R-really...okay...I probably would've chickened out if it was anyone other than you."
"And that's why you're still single despite being so cute," the Doberman said. "Now help me out of these mittens so I can do this."
The younger male fumbled with the latch, managing to undo it enough for Ryan to get the rest of it himself, following with the other. He didn't stop there, however. Next came the collar, the onesie, and even his soaked diaper, revealing a caged cock beneath.
Leon's eyes fixated on that cage. He'd never seen his friend's penis before. It strained against the confines of a cage that was obviously too small for it. It was a good distraction from the embarrassment of being stripped naked as well. During the process, he barely noticed as his legs and wrists were strapped down to the changing table. What brought back his focus was the sound of a pair of electric clippers. His wrists tried to bat the thing away, but wouldn't budge.
"Wait- I need time to think about-" Leon said as Ryan cut a line out of his thick mane all the way down to the shorthairs beneath. Leon admitted to the canine long ago that the thought of having his mane removed was always a fantasy of his. But he never thought he'd go through with it. Manes were a big status thing for lions. If you cut if off, you might as well not be a man. It was too late now, though. He simply whimpered as his erection began to grow.
"Don't worry. You can just be a little lioness cub from now on. We'll be sure to get your other mane too."
Leon tried not to wiggle as he was emasculated, but made more than a few desperate mewls especially when Ryan began buzzing his private parts. The canine made quick work of it, creating a large pile of fur that was discarded into the diaper pail nearby.
"Awww. There's a cute little girl. If I saw you in the club, I'd definitely hit that," Ryan joked, taking his phone and hovering it so that Leon could see himself in it.
The feline blushed a deep shade of red as he saw himself in it. Had he always looked that...feminine? Without the mane, he looked downright tiny. If you ignored his raging erection, he would've probably passed as a woman in some circles.
"Now we're going to get this little lioness ready for her weekend. Good news is we have everything all warmed up for you," Ryan said, making a metallic clinking sound as he unlocked the cage that was on him and placed it on the feline's chest. "Last chance to back out, little buddy. You ready for another pent-up weekend?"
Leon mustered up the courage to squeak out a "P-please."
Ryan's paws worked their magic after receiving the go-ahead. Normally someone had to be soft to be put in a cage. However, with numbing cream particularly meant for diaper play, even a fully erect lion desperate to cum would be no effort to put in chastity. He was always surprised at the duality of the internal feeling of horniness versus the lack of sensation on his penis.
But the action didn't stop there. Leon had fully expected Leon to grab a new diaper from the changing table. Instead, the soaked one he'd untaped earlier was now being slid beneath him. "I-I-"
"Shh..." Ryan said as he saw the lion fidgeting. He shoved the pacifier into his maw and gave him a boop on the nose. "We're not done yet."
Ryan continued his work, powdering up the feline before he taped up the warm diaper over his caged genitals.
"Mmph!" Ryan moaned. Why was this so hot? Even though he couldn't feel his penis, the feel of a wet diaper on his crotch was so nice, even if it wasn't his. In fact...it might've been a bit better.
"Good boy," the Doberman said, patting Leon on the head as he then secured the collar with the dog tag on it around his neck. Next came the mittens, leaving him helpless even as his arms were unstrapped. Not that he could do anything about the pink frilly onesie that was now being forced over his head and buttoned over that soaked diaper.
Ms. Van walked into the room at that moment, stopping to admire the sight of the fully erect Ryan licking his lips over the feline that was now taking his spot. "Awww, honey. You got a new dog, I see."
Ryan smiled, picking up the cue from his mistress as he picked up the diapered Leon and held him out as easily as if he was an actual child. "Speak, puppy."
Leon blushed, letting the pacifier drop from his maw as he abashedly let out a "b-bark!"
"She's just a little puppy, I see. Cute little barks. I'll be sure to take care of her while you're gone," the fox stated, taking Leon into her arms with only marginally more effort than the larger male.
"G-gone?" Leon asked, repeating out another bark as they each cast a glance at him.
"She's not potty-trained, so be sure to keep her diapered. It's alright if you leave her in them for a while, though. Ohh, and just so no other males get any ideas, I'll be taking these with me," Ryan said, jingling the keys in his paws as he left the nursery.
Ms. Van smiled down at Leon, feasting upon the worried expression on his face. "Oh, I'm going to have so much fun with you. I think I'm going to convince my little puppy that he needs a baby sister permanently."
Leon gulped, unable to stop his tail from swishing or from humping into the wet diaper. He was glad he came.