A bad day in class
The lion came home from class that day in a bad mood.
"Stupid teacher," He mumbled and threw his bag on the chair. "Seven pages!? Seven pages in three days. She's trying to kill me!"
Zander lived alone in his apartment, but was frequented by guests. His mate Whazzette came over more often than anyone, but he was not expecting her today. He was almost glad; he wanted to get this work done and over with. He stomped into the kitchen and poured a beer, hoping to calm himself a little. He drained it quickly and poured another.
The young lion sat down at his computer and went over his notes, feeling a little looser. He sipped at his beer and typed away at the keyboard. Two hours and a scant page later he grew frustrated.
"Argh! This is so dumb!" he complained to no one in particular.
After pouring another beer, he sat down and stared blankly at his monitor. Not a usual drinker, he felt a bit tipsy after the few drinks he'd had. His mind started to wander and he went to his bookmarks.
He mumbled to himself. "Puppy Porn, Lascivious Lions... hmmm." He finally settled on an old standby: Diapered Friends. He clicked and momentarily the site came up. He scrolled and clicked and browsed the thumbnails that he loved. Lions and panthers, deer and squirrels. This site had everything, and everyone was in diapers!
His paw unconciously went to the bulge in the front of his jeans. As he skimmed through, picking out the thumbnails that most turned him on, he came to one of two female squirrels wearing only their wet diapers. They were locked in a loving kiss, their tongue tips just visible to the lion's eyes. He opened the picture and his paw slid down his jeans.
He was momentarily surprised at the amount of moisture in the front of his underwear. His member was already hard when he wrapped his paw around it. Licking his lips, he stared at the picture. His paw began to move up and down slowly. With a free paw, he reached under his shirt and pinched a nipple.
"What's da mattew, did you giwls have a widdle accee-dent?" He said in a baby voice, slightly embarrassing himself, even though he was alone. He looked at the sagging plastic and the touching tongues and his paw moved faster.
His breathing increased and he knew he was nearing the end. "What's that?" Asked Whazzette. Zander just about had a heart attack.
"I-I didn't hear you come in," he stammered, his penis quickly growing soft. "Erf!" He exclaimed, and closed the window. He quickly zipped up. "I can explain..."
The young gray squirrel smiled. "No need to explain, Zandy. I've seen the diapers in under the sink in the bathroom. I've kind of just always figured." Zander blushed and his eartips turned deep red.
"But, honey, you don't..." he trailed off and looked at his feet. "you don't mind?"
"Look at me." He looked at her. "If you like diapered females, you should have said something." Zander's ears perked up. "But I won't do it by myself... I like males in diapers." She took his paw and led him to the living room.
She sat him on the couch and left for a moment. She returned with a bag of disposable diapers, wipes, oil, powder and the like. "You know, you don't have to keep secrets from me, Sweetie," Whazzette said softly.
"But I thought you wouldn't understand-" Zander was cut off by the squirrel's hushes.
"Shhh. Be quiet now and lean back, my widdew wion cub," The squirrel baby-talked as she laid a paw on Zander's chest. He laid back on the couch and looked up at his mate. She grabbed the hem of his t-shirt and began to lift it over his head. Zander stretched out his arms and allowed it to be pulled off.
"Good boy," she cooed. She reached and unzipped his pants, easily pulling them off with a little wiggling from Zander. The lion lay there in only his string-bikini underwear. Whazzette smiled and rooted around in the bag, found a pacifier and popped it into her mate's mouth. He suckled on it happily.
Whazzette removed Zander's underwear with no resistance and freed his again-erect member. She admired it for a moment before grabbing a diaper from the bag. Giving instructions, she slid it under Zander's bottom and taped it up in the front, patting his crotch to signify that she was finished.
"That's my widdew cub; you look so cute!" She grinned at his diapered form for a second then helped him to his feet. "Did Wozzy do a good job?" Zander nodded and smiled. "Oh, but look at me! I'm still dressed!" Zander nodded again and pointed at her crotch, then at her, then at the diapers. "I should wear one?" Zander nodded again.
Wozzy pulled a diaper from the bag without hesitation. She lifted her skirt and pulled her panties down and let them fall to the ground before stepping out of them. She unfolded a diaper and quickly taped it up around her waist. It was then that Zander realized that not only didn't she mind, she had done this before! Whazzette lifted her shirt over her head and allowed her breasts to be covered only by the thin material of her brassiere.
Zander smiled widely at her, the whole situation surreal. His smile faded quickly and he turned red.
"What's the matter, baby?" asked Whazzette.
"I fink I wet myself..." Zander sobbed through the pacifier. "I had some beews ewliew..." Whazzette felt the front of his diaper. He had indeed urinated. His diaper was yellow and warm.
"Don't worry, honey," the squirrel comforted. "tell you what, should I do it too?" Zander's mind went wild. He nodded emphatically. Whazzette squatted down a little and held her breath. A dry fart escaped and Wozzy covered her mouth. "Oops," she giggled. After a moment, a hiss was audible and the front of her diaper began to sag and turn dark. Another expulsion of gas, this time a little louder and noticeably dirtier eminated from her backside. She blushed again.
"Zandy finks i'z otay." Zander smiled and encouraged his mate.
"Oh, you do, do you?" She asked and was responded to with a nod. "First I need some help. See, I have this little problem... I suppose I've kept a secret or two from you, too." Zander was taken back, wondering what she could possibly hide. "Come here," she ordered. He did. She pulled down one side of her bra and squeezed an erect nipple. A trickle of milk fell to the floor. Zander didn't need to be told what to do.
He latched on to her nipple and began to suckle on the sweet milk. She grabbed the back of his mane and massaged his head. Zander gulped down as much of the nectar as he could get and switched to the other breast, Whazzette pulling down the other cup. As the lion was drinking the fill of her warm liquid, his mate was squatting down. Zander sniffed a little and removed his muzzle from her teet.
The squirrel blushed as Zander reached around and felt the lumpy backside of her heavy diaper. Zander smiled and popped the pacifier from his mouth. He pressed his soggy-cotton clad penis into her stomach and kissed her. His tongue entered her mouth and his paws held her dirty rump through the plastic.
She reached behind and undid the clasp on her bra, allowing it to fall to the floor, followed quickly by her skirt. She pressed her breasts to his chest. They both savored the warm fur-to-fur feeling as they locked in a lover's kiss. Whazzette reached into her mate's soggy diaper with a paw and found his dripping cock. Zander returned the favor and reached into her diaper and found her sopping slit, the mess in her diaper mostly stuck to her rump fur.
They both gasped when they started masturbating each other, the 19 year-old squirrel and 20 year-old lion already aroused from their unusual foreplay. Whazzette's body began to shudder almost instantly, already reaching her orgasm.
"Zandy! I think I'm going to come... I think... I think..." She trailed off and hugged him tightly with one arm, stroking his organ with the other. She thrust against his paw.
Her love canal pulsed around Zander's fingers and his paw was sprayed with hot fluid. Squirt after squirt came from her urethra, the female ejaculation slowly subsiding. As The lion felt the goo dripping down his paw, he fully inserted two fingers into her cunny and touched her cervix and her orgasm continued. She squeezed his cock and he growled into her neck, spraying a massive load into his diaper. Semen dripped from the leg holes and down his thighs.
They both relaxed and removed their sticky and tired paws from each other's diaper. Whazette's paw was sticky with gobs of spunk, while Zander's was covered in thin white fluid and specks of his mate's mess on the back. They both lay on the floor and clasped paws, intwining their messy fingers. They kissed each other drifted off to a twilightish haze, neither particularly wanting to remove their soiled diapers... not yet anyway.
~End
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