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Duncan woke sometime in the early morning. He was still sandwiched between both the bear and the tiger. He squirmed awake suddenly very uncomfortable. The collie's groin was pressed up against Nav's rump, and he was hugging tightly on to the chubby tiger. Bernhardt had one of his big arms draped over Duncan, holding him. As the pup moved his legs it felt as if there was something thick and soft between them. That something was very warm, wet and damp. As Duncan roused himself fully awake he started to remember bits and pieces of the previous night and just what that strange sensation between his legs was.

With a little bit of nervous hesitation he slid one of his paws beneath the blankets, tenderly feeling the soggy front of his diaper. He gave it a squeeze, as if checking to see if it was real. He let out a little whimper as he felt that it was still warm. Not only had the big tiger and bear gotten him into diapers like a little pup but in his drunken stupor he had soaked them and he hadn't even cared.

Still sobering up slowly the pup felt a hot flush of embarrassment rush over him. "I was just drunk; I only pissed myself because I was drunk." He kept saying over and over in his head trying to make it true.

Duncan could still smell the potent mix of sweat and cum in the bed, his tailhole was still sore from getting rutted. He tried to focus on the sex and push away the lingering scent of baby powder and his own urine. "I just got drunk with some freaks who took me back to their place and we got kinky." The lie wouldn't take hold though. The border collie could feel his panic rising, he couldn't have said why but he needed to leave, and get away from these two before anything else happened.

Slowly untangling himself from Nav and Bernhardt; Duncan slid down over the foot of the bed. He accidently roused the fat bear, but the ursine quickly fell back asleep. It took him awhile but eventually he found the bathroom, determined to get out of the diaper. As he stepped up to the mirror the chubby dog took a moment to get a good look at himself. Naked except his wet diaper and a pacifier, he had not even realized he was still nursing. His belly hung over the waistband and the effect made it look like so much baby fat. Never really having much of a problem being chubby before, he was suddenly embarrassed at how much it made him look like a pup. He plucked the paci from his muzzle and put it in the sink.

It took him a moment to figure out the tapes but once they were off he peeled back the diaper not really sure what to expect. Half afraid that pee would spill out, he carefully laid it open as he sat on the floor of the bathroom. Doing its job well, the diaper of course kept things nice and dry for the most part, absorbing any wetness into its soft stuffing.

Not willing at admit it until he was confronted with it, Duncan stared down at his traitorously stiff cock laying in the yellowed wet diaper. "Damn it..." He whispered under his breath softy. It was embarrassing, being stuffed into a diaper, treated like a baby and coddled; yet for some reason it was making him rock hard. His body shook as he recognized the bear's and tiger's scents on him, hidden under the smell of baby powder. Their seed was mixed with his in the diaper.

The pup's heart leapt into his throat as he heard knuckles rap on the door frame and the big bear's baritone voice call out. "Everything okay in there puppy?" Bernhardt didn't wait for a response; sticking his head in to find Duncan sitting in his open diaper. The pup was trying to hide his stiff length with his paws.

Duncan yelped out as he saw Bernhard pop his head in. "I'm okay! Really!"

Chuckling as he walked into the bathroom, the bear shut the door behind him. "Silly puppy. You should have told me you needed a change."

"I don't!" The pup cried out. "I-I have to go. I have to work today..." Duncan lied, stammering a little. He was an adult damn it. Why was he so embarrassed at getting caught in his diaper, it was the bear who had put him in to it after all.

"Nonsense pup. Even if you are getting back into your big boy clothes, you can't do it all messy like that." The bear said kneeling down beside Duncan. With a big grin he pulled the pup's paws away from his crotch and had him lay down. "Well what do we have here? You weren't thinking of pawing off into your diaper were you puppy? That would be very naughty. You didn't even ask permission."

Duncan just shook his head no as he was laid back. A soft moan escaped his lips as a big bear paw wrapped around his dick and pulled back his foreskin. He yelped in shock as a cold baby wipe swirled around his tip. Bernhardt just chuckled and kept teasing the pup as he cleaned his bits. One big paw stroked the collie's member while the other "cleaned" around his tip, shaft, and balls. The paw dipped down occasionally to get his pucker, making Duncan yip in surprise.

The reluctant pup couldn't help but enjoy the bear's attention, that big warm paw alternating with the cold wipes was driving him to the edge of climax. He was a bit shocked as Bernhardt lifted his legs and shifted his attention to Duncan's rump. Cleaning him like a fussy baby. It was so humiliating yet Duncan couldn't resist, not really. His adult mind wanted to rebel and pull away, yelling out, "I'm not a baby!" but all he could do was whimper and fuss. More out of frustration of being pushed to the edge of orgasm then suddenly neglected.

Bernhardt did little to hide himself, and Duncan caught the occasional glance of his own hard member. The big bear clearly enjoyed being his "Daddy" and rumbled happily as he teased his pup's pucker. "There we go such a good little puppy." He said wrapping his paw around Duncan's tip, slowly pulling back the skin to expose the tip. With a shudder the squirmy puppy thought he was about to blow his load.

As suddenly as it started, the teasing stopped. Bernhardt pulled the soggy diaper out from underneath the collie's rump and threw it in the trash. He gave Duncan a swat on the rump and said. "There we go, all clean. If you have to go to work, you need to get dressed." He paused. "Are you sure you have to go?"

Almost out of instinct he whimpered and thrust his hips. He was shaking, being denied, so close to the edge made him feel like every nerve in his body was alive with tension. Duncan shook his head and tried to calm down.

"I-I really have to go now. I need to go home before I head to work. It was nice meeting you. Thanks for last night I guess" The pup said lying once again. Bernhardt knew it too. He knew the collie didn't have to work until noon, and his home was the back of his car. He let it slide though and just nodded with a smile, ushering Duncan out into the living room.

The pup found his dry clothing was already laid out over the back of the sofa. He struggled to pull on his underwear. He was so anxious to leave his leg kept missing the hole. Being painfully erect didn't really help either.

Bernhardt just grinned and shook his head as he watched the collie clumsily try to dress himself. Keeling down the big bear started to help Duncan get his underwear on. He pulled them up and over the puppy's erection, giving the bulge a gentle pat. The reluctant pup's ears burned even more, but he didn't try to stop the Daddy bear from helping him get dressed.

"You said I had to ask permission before I could paw off." The collie's voice was low, barely above a whisper. He was still on edge and his head was cloudy. "But that was last night. It was all just a game right? Some kind if kinky role play. You don't really expect me to still follow that? Do you?" His voice rose slightly, trying to sound incredulous. Somehow he already knew the answer. Hell, the bear was still helping him get dressed, like he was a little cub.

With a soft chuckle Bernhardt responded while buttoning up the collie's shirt. "I can't decide that for you pup. I am not some sick pervert that is going to kidnap you and turn you into a puppy. I do have some experience with this though and I know you had fun last night. We wouldn't have brought you home if we didn't want you here, puppy. Our door is always open for you when you are ready pup."

Duncan truly didn't know how to respond. He began to stammer out a response but just tried to apologize instead. "I am sorry I really need to get going, I have to leave." He said slinging his backpack over his shoulder.

Bernhardt just gave him a disappointed frown. "If you really have to go I understand, but hold on a second." The bear quickly headed back into the bedroom. Duncan could hear a quick exchange whispered between the two chubby mates, before Bernhardt returned with Nav in tow.

"I hate to say goodbye kiddo." Nav said hugging him and giving the pup a kiss on the head.

"Thanks...I'm really sorry..." Duncan said softly as he slipped out the front door. His heart felt like it was in his stomach as he walked down the hallway. Why did he care so much? It was just a one night fling that got kind of weird wasn't it? It was a question he didn't really know how to answer.

It was a quick walk back to this car. It was still early morning and the sun had not fully risen yet. He didn't have to work for hours. He stopped at a coffee shop and decided he should continue his search for somewhere to stay. Hopefully it would take his mind off of last night.

He was looking into some promising leads not far from Mollies' from his phone. Rent in the gay district was never too bad. His new job paid well enough even though it was part time.

He shot off a few emails, but it was still early, and he didn't expect a reply back anytime soon. He was about to put his phone away when he heard it chirp. It was a text from a contact listed as "Daddy".

"Sorry to see you go pup. I put some extras in your backpack just in case you need them." The bear must have programed his number into his phone sometime last night.

Picking up his backpack and looking inside, he nearly yelped as he found several clean white diapers tucked in there for him. He wanted to run back to their apartment and bang on their door. Tell them to take them back and leave him alone. He was an adult not a child that needed diapers to keep dry. He couldn't though; the whole situation was just too much.

Duncan quietly zipped up the backpack; diapers and all, and slung it over his shoulder.

Duncan flushed, from a mix of embarrassment and anger. Somehow he just couldn't articulate his frustrations. It wasn't from having someone messing with his phone either. His last boyfriend had pulled the same trick and he thought it was cute at the time.

Angrily he fired a text back. "I don't need them. I'm not a puppy!" He waited stewing for a few moments. He thought it might be over and Bernhardt would just leave him alone but his phone chirped with Daddy flashing on the screen again.

"Of course you aren't a puppy. You are a grown adult. You just got drunk and had an accident."

Duncan just huffed at that last message. He couldn't tell if there was a hint of sarcasm in there. He only felt slightly better when he got the next message from the bear.

"Don't think too hard about it. You enjoyed yourself being our little puppy and we enjoyed being your Daddies."

"I am trying not to think about it. I didn't want that." He texted back still feeling huffy.

"You can come back anytime puppy. Diapered or not. Nav would love to see you again." The next text followed immediately after. "If you want to know how to be a good little pup though, just ask Daddy." Duncan fumed angrily and put his phone away. He wasn't a god damned puppy and he didn't want to be one!

Storming out of the coffee shop, he made his way down the street to a gym where he had been showering lately and trying, unsuccessfully, to work off his paunch. He stripped down and showered in the gym locker room, waiting until it cleared out. Even with the cleaning the bear had done he was sure any sharp nose might be able to catch a whiff of last night's activities. Duncan stood under the hot shower and started to relax as he tried to digest the previous night.

He tried hard to paint himself as a victim of predatory perverts, just waiting to pounce on a drunken doggy. It just didn't fit though. He remembered how hard he was that morning as Bernhardt took care of him. How good those big diapers made him feel, so secure and safe. The more he thought about it the harder he got. He realized how stiff he was as a big bull clopped into the locker room.

He shook his head and shut off the water. The pup awkwardly tried to hide his boner with his towel as he got dressed; he bull gave him a bit of a smirk. Under normal circumstances he would have through the bull was hitting on him. Today he just wanted to hide.

Maybe a jog would help, he thought. It didn't though. The poor pup spent some time on the treadmill but it just gave him more time to think about his situation. Duncan stewed over it as he walked. The more he thought about it the more he realized how much he enjoyed seeing himself in the mirror with a thick diaper between his legs and a pacifier in his muzzle. It was so humiliating, but his diaper had been lewdly tented. The memory of how horrified it had made him at first, now made him laugh a little. It only lasted a moment before his thoughts turned dirty. He started to think about how odd it felt with the soggy diaper pressing into his puppy bits. How amazing it felt as a big paw rubbed his soggy diaper.

The rest of his day was not much better. The collie couldn't help but think about it no matter what he did. All day at work his mind wandered back again and again to his evening with Bernhardt and Nav. After work he made a few calls and managed to find a friend he could crash with at least for the night. They went out to dinner and his friend bought him a few drinks. He was far from drunk but he was feeling pretty good when he got back to the apartment. Even though work was not hard he was exhausted when he finally collapsed onto his friend's sofa for the evening. Alone in the living room he curled up with a blanked and unzipped his pack looking for Sheppy. His heart sank when he saw the plush was missing.

In his rush to leave this morning he must have left it in the bed. The last thing he wanted to do was call Bernhardt to ask for it back but that stupid plush meant a lot to him. He'd had it since it was little. Hesitantly he picked up the phone. Maybe texting would make it a bit easier, Duncan thought, as he punched out a text message.

"I left my stuffed dog at your place. Can I come pick it up?" The collie waited, his heart pounding for reasons he didn't want to think about.

His phone flashed a message from Daddy eventually. He couldn't help but chuckle as he opened it. It was a picture of the plush tucked into bed with a sleeping Nav. "We are taking care of him."

Duncan's heart skipped a beat when the phone rang. Of course the call was from Daddy.

He looked over his shoulder to make sure his friend was in bed before he answered. "Hello?"

"Hello pup, did you have a good day?" The bear asked in a cheerful tone.

"Um...Yeah it wasn't bad. I just noticed I left my plush at your place. Can I come get it or something tomorrow?" The border collie asked quietly.

"Of course you can but if you want I can just meet you somewhere and drop him off for you." Bernhardt replied.

Duncan still had his paw in the backpack after looking for Sheppy. His fingers idly touched the white diapers inside as he asked. "Can you stop by the gym on Waterside? I will be there in the morning around nine."

"Definitely. Maybe I will stay for a bit and we can talk. Would you like that?" The bear's voice was low and soothing.

"Yes Sir...I mean...Daddy" The pup ended the sentence with a whimper. He had fallen back into his role so easily that he had not even noticed. He was already getting stiff under the blanket. As much as he hated the idea of being treated like a baby he loved how the confident, strong Daddy figure made him feel.

"Don't worry about that pup." Bernhardt chuckled. "Can I ask you something though?"

Duncan replied nervously. "Yes." He decided he could play along for now. Nothing to weird could happen over the phone, right?

"Did you put one on?" The bear only hear silence for a moment before Duncan responded.

"No Daddy, I didn't need one." He said trying to be quiet so his friend didn't hear.

"Puppies don't know when they need one. That is why they have accidents." The bear said, softly chastising.

"But, I don't have a-" The pup started to protest then suddenly remembered his several recent accidents. He ever remembered another incident even further back in the bathroom at Mollies.

"Yes you do...You have been thinking about getting padded again all day haven't you little puppy?" Bernhardt asked.

Again there was a long pause before the collie stammered his response. "Y-yes, I couldn't stop thinking about."

You are stiff just thinking about your big daddy putting your back in diapers aren't you?" The bear teased.

"Yes Sir...."

"Good boy... Very good puppy. It is okay to like it, you know. I am going to hang up and I want you to take a picture of your stiff little cock and send it to me. Then I want you to get out a diaper a put one on. Then take another picture of it on you. If you have trouble and have to ask Daddy for help just text me." Bernhardt hung up before the pup could respond.

Duncan peeked back over his shoulder to see if his friend was still in his bedroom. Luckily he was fast asleep. Pulling down the blanket he looked at his tented underwear, giving it a squeeze or two before snapping a picture. Tugging down his underwear next, his cock slapped against his belly. He pulled back his foreskin showing off his pink tip a bit and snapped another picture. Before he could chicken out he sent both pictures to his Daddy.

The hard part came next. With a racing heart he pulled out one of the diapers and started to lay it open on the sofa before he laid down on top of it. Even with his erection making things a bit difficult he managed to get it lined up straight and even. The tapes were another matter altogether though. He couldn't quite figure them out and he was afraid to rip them.

Eventually he picked up the phone and texted Bernhardt again. "I need help. How do I get the tapes on?"

The response was almost immediate. "Start with the lower tapes, just pull the tab and pull them as tight as in comfortable. Then do the same with the top. First send a pic of how you look right now."

Duncan took and sent another two pictures one with the diaper open and another with it smoothed into place. He struggled again with the tapes but got the mostly correct.

"I have it on Daddy."

He waited for a moment for his phone to chirp again. "Good boy. Show me how it looks then go to bed. I will meet you at the gym first thing in the morning."

The collie did as he was told and took another shot of his taped up and very tented diaper and sent it off. The only response he got was "Good boy."

Curling up on the sofa he pulled on a pair of underwear over the diaper hoping it would make it less obvious if his friend woke up early.

He slept fitfully at first, the diaper felt odd around his waist and he kept shifting because of the bulkiness between his legs. He did eventually sleep though. He had gotten used to sleeping in strange places as of late.

When Duncan woke in the morning he had a bit of a scare when he realized that his blanket had fallen off and he was sprawled out. The bulky diaper was clearly obvious beneath his underwear. Luckily he was the only one up and he quickly covered himself. He checked his phone and there was a two new messages waiting. The first was from an unknown number. It was a picture of Nav cuming into what appeared to be a pair of underwear with superhero prints on them. He had been jerking off to the pics Duncan had sent to Bernhardt. The bear's phone lay next to the underwear in the picture.

The second was of course from Daddy. "Kitten loved your pics. New rule, Puppies are not allowed to take off their diaper. You take it off when Daddy says you can".

Duncan whimpered to himself quietly. He had managed to keep himself dry overnight but he needed to pee quite badly. Somehow he knew if he showed up in a clean diaper Daddy would not be happy.

Looking at the time on his cell phone, the border collie realized he had slept in longer than he expected. If he was going to meet with Bernhardt he was going to have to hurry. Cleaning up quickly he folded up the blanket and put it on the sofa. After slipping his jeans on over his underwear and diaper he wrote out a quick thank you to his friend and left it on the table before dashing out the door.

Along the way he became painfully aware of how badly he still had to pee. Knowing that he wasn't going to be able to do it while walking he stopped in at the coffee shop again and rushed into the bathroom. He just couldn't bring himself to use the diaper in public. Finding the bathroom door locked, he tried to wait patiently but his growing urgency quickly had him hopping from foot to foot doing a little pee pee dance. Knowing the diaper was there to stop any accidents lowered his defenses enough that he started to wet out of desperation. It started as a slow trickle and quickly turned into a heavy stream. Once he emptied his bladder enough he cut off the steam, not wanting to flood the diaper and leak. The bathroom door opened suddenly. A badger gave an odd look to the border collie, who was nearly bent over in relief, and flooding his diaper.

Duncan stumbled into the bathroom more to hide his reaction than to actually use it. He dropped his pants and underwear and started groping the front of his diaper. He felt the warmth spread through the soft padding as he rubbed. Feeling a bit weird about it the collie pulled out the front of the diaper to get a look at his soggy front and let a little more leak from his tip. The diaper did quite a bit to mask the smell of urine but it might be painfully obvious to anyone close to him.

Deciding it might be a good idea to get to somewhere less crowded, Duncan pulled up his pants. He let himself wet a little bit more, before rushing out of the coffee shop, trying not to waddle as his diaper began to swell between his chubby thighs.

He made his way to the gym as quickly as he was comfortable with in the bulky diaper; hoping to beat Bernhardt there. As he pushed his way through the front door he found it almost totally abandoned. Not unusual for a Sunday morning. He pushed his way through two large sets of double doors into the locker room, finding it just as abandoned at the rest of the gym.

Duncan toyed with the idea of stripping off the now wet diaper but he couldn't bring himself to disobey his Daddy. Since the previous night he had done exactly as he was told but he couldn't say why. It was humiliating and ridiculous. Wearing and using a diaper like a little puppy. Part of him liked it when that big manly bear called him a good boy; it clicked in some deep part of his psyche. It was almost like he wanted to obey, just to hear those words again. Another part of him was getting a thrill giving in and using the diapers even the thought of wetting was enough to get him hard. He wanted to feel ashamed but he also just wanted it more and more.

He snuck off to the furthest back corner of the locker room and pulled off his pants. It was around a corner and behind a wall of lockers from the front door. He hoped it would be enough to give him enough of a warning if someone came in. He looked at himself in a mirror on the wall. The poorly put on diaper starting to sag between his legs now that his underwear was not holding it up. With his paw on his droopy crotch he started to flood the diaper, occasionally peeking inside the top to watch himself pee.

He started to rub the front of his diaper making it squish against his quickly hardening cock. It felt so warm and slick against his puppy bits. Half remembering their session last night couldn't resist pawing off. For some reason he had the strongest urge to wrap the wet diaper front around his cock and jerk off into it. He didn't even try to resist.

Keeling on the floor he began to hump into the war soggy diaper. He tried to ignore the soft crinkling it made as he fucked it. "It is just like watersports." The kinky pup tried to tell himself. He had tried a lot of things far from vanilla before but this was somehow different. He had never really decided on a role before, going from dom to sub, top to bottom. It all seemed to work but never really fit. This fit, and it scared him.

Not enough to keep him from flooding his diaper with cum though. He pumped and thrust his cock into the soggy diaper huffing softly. He threw his head back and stifled a moan as he came hard into the diaper; thick puppy seed mixing with his piss.

His climax was explosive and quick, even after the previous night it only took him a moment to cum. When he finished, Duncan quickly untaped the diaper and peeled it back. He took a good look at the soggy mess of pee and cum and suddenly realized Bernhardt couldn't miss the thick load in the front of the diaper.

Checking his phone for the time he was happy to see that he had at least a little time left before Daddy arrived. Maybe he could get into a new diaper and wet before he got here. Sliding the diaper out from under his rump Duncan balled it up and looked for a trash can. As he rounded a corner the collie nearly choked as he saw the big bears frame standing in the open doorway.

He stood there for a moment start naked unsure of what to do, like a pup caught with his paw in a cookie jar. He was holding the well-used diaper in one paw, and his cock was still stiff and dripping cum. There was no way he could explain this away.

Lowering his ears. He just whimpers. "Sorry Daddy...."