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"Bam, that's ten," I slur out in a drunken daze. An empty bottle of whisky lies before me, but my glass still full. Oh that sweet, sweet taste. My green and orange fur bounces as I tap my foot to the tempo of the music pounding behind me. I could see a few guys checking out my 6' tall 200 lbs vulpine body. They must have picked me as an easy target since I was wasted and well; the stigma with foxes.

I don't really drink as a rule. It makes me feel terrible and more often than not, I end up vomiting from any amount I intake. I don't really remember how I got to finishing off that bottle, but the music in the bar was pumping me up like crazy and everything was spinning. I felt great for the time being and I was out dancing before I knew it. Lights surrounded me, and the subwoofer makes every molecule of water in my furry body vibrate. My legs moved around in a drunken stupor as flail my arms. Of course being drunk, I can't help but admire how amazing I dance.

I had just opened up to being into guys and felt intrigued by the thought of changing my style completely. I recently added a few green highlights to my fur along with changing my clothes to something a little more... modern. I always had liked wearing long sleeved, button up, collar shirts with a nice t-shirt underneath with the sleeves of the collar shirt rolled up. Shorts were all season for me, even more so if I was going to be dancing around in a room full of guys. I had some pomade in my hair to show off the green and added the glow in the dark ball ends to my industrial bar (long bar that goes in the ear cartilage through two piercings).

The bartender was a tiger. His stripes dyed in a rainbow. I couldn't help but admire his courage. I wasn't exactly hiding that was gay, but I'm not loud and proud like this guy. Murr, that did make him look really sexy though. "Sorry fox, I gotta' cut you off," he says, "oh hey, that's a sweet keychain; do you mind if I see it," he asks holding out a paw. "yyeeahh it it it's super a-awsome huh," I studder out in drunken bliss, handing him the keys to my car. Wait... something doesn't seem - he snatches the keys from my paw and tells me that there's no way I'm driving home tonight. Damn it, he got me! This is why I don't drink. I hate it when people take it upon themselves to baby sit me like I can't decide that for myself.

"Hey! I-I need those. Give them back!" I say, my bliss ends as reality begins to set in. It was last call by the time I finished that bottle and I knew I was way too drunk to drive. But fuck that tiger; I didn't need him to tell me that. I was planning on sleeping in the back seat of my car for a couple hours to get down to the legal limit, but he had my keys! "Dude, I'm not going to drive I just need a place to sle-," I stop my sentence. Being drunk I didn't even realize how bad I just set myself up for a possibly regrettable wake up.

"Do you have someone you can call," the tiger inquires.

"N-no," I say, stumbling over my own tail, falling to the floor. A wolf helps me up to my feet and sets me down on a bar stool. "Fuck, I'm going to be sick!" I say as I make a beeline for the bathroom. I fall again on my way and vomit all over the middle of the dance floor. Everything was spinning so fast. My liver couldn't keep up with all the booze. I hardly ever drank a beer, let alone ten shots. The wolf helps me up, "hey, take it easy little guy. You might hurt yourself really bad if you're not careful." Holy shit, he sounds like my friend when he's talking to his two year old cub. However, he was very nice to help my vomit drenched body to the bathroom though, so I said nothing about it.

Thirty minutes had passed and I couldn't stop dry heaving. Everything in my stomach had been vomited out, but now bile was passing as I gasped for air. I only had just now noticed that sometime during all that insane gagging I had pissed my pants. I didn't know it at the time, but it had actually happened a great deal earlier: while I was dancing on the floor in my blissful state. I sat, hunched over the toilet whimpering and crying and tears run down my cheeks as I continue to gag and dry heave.

"Never... fucking... again," I cry out.

*Knock, Knock* "Hey, are you okay in there? Do I need to call an ambulance," the worried wolf yells out through the door.

"NO! I'm ok... I'm just miserable!"

"We have to get out of here, the bar is about to close and they need you out to lock the door. Let me help you to my place and you can sleep on the couch, it's only about a ten minute walk, so you can get your car tomorrow."

"...Oh, okay..." I say reluctantly. I was so miserable from my stomachs relentless expulsion. I had to crawl to the door to unlock it. The wolf gently helped me off the floor and grabbed my arm, putting it around his neck and shoulders. I shivered with cold from all my clothes being soaked in various bodily fluids and my face burned in shame as he led me out. Fortunately for me the place was empty as we made our exit. Only the bartender remained. He smirked as he shook his head. "Poor little guy," the bartender mocks as the wolf closes the door behind us on our way out.

The night air was cold and I shivered. I felt so embarrassed. I was sober enough now to realize just how toddler-like booze can make you. My pants reminded me with every step why I wouldn't be drinking again anytime soon.

The wolf had been watching the younger fox since the minute he had walked in. The wolf couldn't help but admire the fox's ass as he walked in with all that green mixed up in his fur. He had been coming here for years; the fox must have just come into the scene. After watching the fox down ten shots in five minutes, he had to see what happened next. The fox had pissed himself on the way to the dance floor and didn't even notice. He was out there dancing like he didn't have a care in the world. The wolf rubbed the crotch of his pants. His warm paw pressing on his growing member, the wolf had a thing for pant-wetter's.

They had finally arrived at the wolf's house. The fox was shivering and whimpering in a submissive display. Though the fox hadn't said anything, the wolf sensed that he needed help getting cleaned up. After leading the exhausted fox into his restroom, he turned on the tub and ran a bath for the fox.

"A-a bath? I'm not a c-cub you know. I can clean myself up," I say in bashful response to his action.

"Well if you could stand, I wouldn't be inclined to bathe you now would I?"

"B-but I-I'm... I can take care of myself. I'm not a cub," I repeat to him, not even sure I'm convincing myself after the recent events.

"C'mon, strip down. Or do you need help doing that too?" he says, obviously ignoring my plea.

My face burns bright red. The moment ends quickly after I begin dry heaving in front of him. He shakes his head. After I finish spilling my guts, I shakily stand up. "S-sorry about that, I really do appreciate the help, but I'm perfectly capable of cleaning myself off."

After vomiting all the booze out of my system, I wasn't too heavily intoxicated at this point. My head was killing me though and I was so very tired from using all my body's energy to expel the alcohol from my system. "Nonsense, now get your furry butt in that tub or I'll put you in there. You're covered in bodily fluids and I don't think you're in any condition to get yourself actually clean," he says in a stern but caring voice. Honestly, I was too tired to put up much of a fight, and after a couple minutes of trying to decide, he picks me up and sets me in the tub.

The warm water felt nice against my gross fur. I was surprised at the depth of the tub. Sitting down it was up to my shoulders, had to be at least three feet tall... slightly odd, but I suppose he must like baths? I begin trying to wash my fur off in the water and the wolf bats my paws away gently. It reminded me of when I was a cub and my mother would do that to keep me from stealing cookies or something dumb. My face flushed and I whimpered, "I-I'm not a cub."

"You keep saying that, but who are you trying to convince. I haven't called you a cub, not once."

"YOU! I'm a not-so-drunk-anymore adult who can do this on my own."

"They only reason I kept going is because it seems like you like it," he smirks and points to my throbbing cock.

I know he's right, I'm completely humiliated; my clothes are in a plastic bag, I'm being bathed like a cub and best or worst of all: I'm loving every minute of it. The wolf only had a look of compassion on his face. "Here, this you can clean on your own," he says, handing me the wash cloth and pointing at my hard member. I blush and stammer out, "I-I don't know why this is happening, I-I-I'm so sorry!" The fox had identified as straight most of his life, so he was really shy about being so vulnerable to another male. "C'mon cub, clean up," he says, "It's bedtime for you little guy." My face is so flushed at this point I have to turn away. "Aww," the wolf coos. He takes the cloth from my shy little paws and helps clean the rest of me off.

I seriously wanted to tell him off and walk out of his house naked. Every fiber of my being was splitting as I took in what he just said. My face was red and I growled a little at that. I quickly shook it off. As soon as he went to sleep I could just grab my keys and leave.

He dried me off too. Ugh, so humiliating. I was whimpering softly and holding my tail between my legs while he got every follicle of my fur dry. I was so ready for sleep though, even if it was at this strange fur's house. "Thanks for all the help... Umm, I never did catch your name?"

"It's Kai," he replies. "You can sleep on the couch tonight okay, cub?"

"T-thanks," I say, blushing again at him calling me a cub. As soon as I can get my keys, I am fucking out of here though. He leads me to the living room. It was a quaint little place with a fireplace and a big TV. I had noticed cub toys lying around and just assumed he had one of his own. I was thinking that he must have married then realized he was gay. Though in the back of my mind, I had a feeling he never had cubs...

He set me on the couch; I was still naked and shivering just a bit. Kai tossed a blanket over me and turned out the light. "Sleep well, fox. I'll take you back to your car tomorrow when you wake up, okay?"

"Yeah, sounds good," I say with a fake smile. He gives me a hug and heads off to his room. He stops mid stride and turns around, snatching my keys off the countertop. "...Just in case you get any stupid, drunk ideas." I cry out, "Could you just take the car key? I really don't like the idea of someone taking the rest of them."

"Well, I don't like the idea of you trying to sneak out while you're still fucked up. get some rest and stop acting like a child, sheesh." And with that, he walked to his room. I was so tired; I didn't really try escape or anything. He was right; I was acting like a cub. The booze had run its course and I passed out in only a few minutes. He had a nice couch admittedly.

The morning was among the worst I've ever had. I can only recall two incidents of when I legitimately wet the bed. Today was number three. I lied there in my own urine... again. Trying to remember where I was. Some wolf's house if I recall. Oh man, how much did I drink last night? And oh my freaking god, what is that infernal ticking noise! I swear, loudest clock ever. I rolled over and fell on my face onto the floor with a loud thud. I Get up and stagger to the bathroom, throwing up more bile and I washed myself off with a wash rag. I'd just leave him some money for a new one or what not. I washed off the rag after cleaning myself off and took it out to the wet couch. Hmm, I didn't notice that rubber sheet last night. Then again I suppose you could have told me a fish was a steak and I would have believed you. I hear the wolf's door open and he sees the puzzled look on my face.

"Everything okay? I heard a lot of movement." He asks sleepily.

"Yeah, everything's fine. Hope you don't mind me asking... but um: why am I naked?"

"I'll answer your question with a question; how much do you remember about last night?"

"Umm, about the point where I was dancing like a retard, then black."

"You totally ruined your clothes; pee, vomit. They're dried and ready for you to leave if you desire. But I'd really like to make you breakfast before you go... if you know, you're not in a hurry or anything?" My face tinged red at his request. I was never one to turn down free food and my head is killing me. "s-sure I have the day off." I say turning my face away in a bashful stance. It was clear to the wolf that the fox had no memory of the bath or anything said during, so he playfully mocked, "Aww, you look much cuter as a bashful sober fox then a drunken one." I instinctively buried my face in my paws while my face burned. "y-you're not bad on the eyes either," I say, removing my paws from my now fully flushed face.

The wolf begins cooking eggs, bacon, sausage and hash browns. My mouth begins to water and I try to make small talk while he cooks. "S-so, umm what all did I do last night?" I ask, almost afraid of the answer. "You were drunk. You were mostly vomiting," he said obviously avoiding the whole cub thing. "Hate to be a bother -- would you mind if I took a shower, I'm umm..." I trail off looking down with a slight whimper. "Yeah, no problem breakfast will be done in like 5 minutes though. You sure you don't want to wait?"

"I stink though... you're a wolf you have to be able to smell it over the cooking..." the fox hangs his head in shame.

"I can, but I don't mind," he says, wagging his tail and a smile on his face. I was puzzled by his response, but his hospitality was uncanny. I felt lucky to have met such a caring fur at that bar. When I woke up I half expected I had been raped. But this wolf was different, he gave me comfort in ways that a woman never had. I always had to watch what I said and everything felt so awkward with the other sex. It felt so natural to talk to the wolf. Oh, and he had a really nice ass... murr. He must have heard me and he turned around. I looked down and blushed. "S-sorry I'm n-new to this and umm, I think y-you're p-pretty attractive." The wolf winks at me and shakes his rump while he puts breakfast on two plates. "Eat up, the sooner you get food, the sooner your hangover will subside." I had trouble getting the first few bites down, but damn that wolf could cook... I never even got his name. "I feel shitty, but I don't think I ever got your name. if I did I was too drunk to remember..."

"My name is Kai. We exchanged drunken pleasantries." He said with a maw full of food.

"Well my name is Gif and I must say, it was a pleasure to meet you." I felt star struck. He was awesome and caring. There was something else about him, something I couldn't explain. He just seemed... familiar. Not in the sense that I had met him before, but that feeling when you felt like you've known someone their whole life after spending ten minutes with them. We shared similar interests and ideals. I sniffed the air and scrunched up my face. Kai saw this and suggested that we take a shower together, since he needed one as well. I thought about it for a few seconds and nodded with a smile and my face red. I bashfully offer him my paw and he leads me into the bathroom. The wolf sniff sniffs me and pulls me close for a hug, grabbing my butt as he holds me.

I murr softly and nuzzle into his neck, yipping at his paw squeezing my rump. "Marf, easy now wolf," I say teasing him and nibbling on his ear. He gently swats my butt and opens the shower curtain for me to hop in. The warm water felt nice, and the scent of my mark finally being washed off my fur. He hops in shortly after. Wow did he have a big dick, man I was by no means hung at 6" but he had at least 8" judging by his soft sheath. After a minute or so, I saw a paw and he pushed my chin up so I was looking at his face. "Like what you see, fox," he teases as he pushes me down to my knees. I whimper and put my paws to my chest in submission as he rubs his cock. Murr, oh man this was going so well, my tongue was hanging out of my maw in anticipation and I pushed his paw away eagerly and slid his sheath into my maw.

Erf, this might have not been the best idea, his cock was getting hard fast, and it was filling my maw up. I wasn't sure if I could keep it all in as it continued to expand. It was prying my maw apart as I struggled to slide it in and out of my maw. His hips bucked in tandem with my maw and his massive member was poking at the back of my throat. I gagged and pulled it out my maw for a second to breath. Kai picks me up off my knees and kisses my maw deeply. My cock was increadibly stiff at his responses, being so dominate and so caring at the same time made me feel... I don't know: Right? I caressed his face with the back of my paw and held my other around him as our tongues danced in each other's maw.

We broke our embrace and I turned my back to him and lifted my tail up. I don't say anything as I back my rump into his crotch, pushing his hard member between my cheeks, hot-dogging him. I hear him moan softly as I move back and forth. He pulls away just far enough to line up with my tail hole and pushes into me as I move back. I yelp at the surprise insertion and bite my lip as I continue pushing back onto it. Oh god, it feels so good as his thick member goes further and further into my clenching hole. I moan loudly as he pushes inch after inch into me, I gasp and lift my leg up, crying out in pain and pleasure as he finally hilts me. I pant and moan as he begins thrusting that big cock of his in and out of my pucker.

"Nnnnf, Oh god fuck me Kai," I cry out as he thrusts harder and harder.

"Murr, you want me to mate you don't you fox? You want to have my puppies don't you slut?" he growls into my ear as he repeatedly slams his eight inch member harder and harder into my ass.

"Y-ouch-YES WOLF!!"

He growls and shoves his knot into my hole and I cum wildly with both my paws against the wall of the shower. My tail hole clenches like a vice onto the intruding cock and I feel a wave of warm, sticky liquid coat my prostate. I pant wildly and lean back into the wolf stroking my spent cock and nuzzling his chest. I can feel his heartbeat in my tail hole. I haven't felt this close to anyone in my life. The wolf smiles and wags his tail. "I'm going to pull the knot out, get ready," he warns me as he gently begins pulling his length out. I gasp and moan loudly as his knot pops out of my hole and the rest of his member quickly follows. He turns me around and kisses me again on the maw, then bites my neck really hard. I cringe and my toes curl as I whimper softly, putting my paws up in a submissive display. "Owie, owie, owie," I cry out as he draws blood. "You're mine," he says letting go as I drop to the floor holding my neck. Curse his mating bite; I had been bitten before but never like that. I was going to be marked with it for a couple months at least. The previous one I had went away in a month, but it wasn't even half as hard as this one.

I nod my head with a small tear in my eye from my gaping tail hole and new mate bite. I stand up with a sniffle and nuzzle into his chest, pawing softly at his tummy. He hugs me tight and wags his tail wildly. "You're amazing, Gif. I really like you and I can see you like it rough," he says as he rubs my head fur, "but if you're going to be mine, you have a lesson you need to learn. You wet your pants and my couch and as your alpha I think you need to be punished for it." I whimper in response and stammer out quickly, "U-umm, w-w-what did y-you have i-in mind?" I gulped. "Well the way I see it, fox; only babies wet themselves, and babies wear diapers to protect their clothing." My eyes opened wide. "W-what are you saying?" I cried out in despair. "Your punishment is going to be wearing diapers 24/7 for the next three days."

"B-b-but," I cry out in anguish. "I-I am not a cub! I was just really drunk. Please don't," I whimper holding my paws up while I'm on my knees begging.

"Like you said, you got drunk and pissed yourself like a child. I think the punishment fits."

I was so terrified of being put into a diaper for the first time since was a literal cub. I whimpered softly. "Come on cub! Off we go," he says, offering me his paw. I grab it reluctantly and he helps me up and leads me to his room.

Wow... this guy had an adult nursery in his room. It had a changing table, crib, diapers cloth and disposable, cub toys and a plethora of adult cub clothes. I was stunned and stopped in my tracks. Looking around I saw lots of pictures of Kai wearing various cubby outfits and a clear bulk of a diaper under all of them. He tugs my paw and pushes me down on the changing table; strapping me down so I don't roll off... at least that's what he said. "Disposable or cloth," he asks. "I don't care, whatever alpha says," I say with a deep blush on my face. He smiles and picks a disposable with a stupidly cute, cubby pattern on the front of it. I cover my face with my paws as he gently rubs my tummy. "It's okay, cub. Just relax, you might even like it," he says with a sly grin on his face.

He begins by unfolding the large diaper. I had my doubts it would fit - until now. He was strong enough to lift my legs up like a small cub and slides the diaper under me. I whimpered and my face was burning, but my cock was growing hard once again. "See, I knew you'd like this," the wolf says with a grin. He then spreads cub powder all over my nethers and snugly pulls the diaper up between my thighs. He pulls the tape tight around my leg and fastens it. The bulk was oddly comforting when he finished taping the last tape. It was snug, thick, crinkly and disturbingly soothing. It felt nice to have someone do something like this to me. There was a level of bonding I hadn't felt ever in my life. I grabbed his paw and pulled him in for a hug, grabbing him with my legs and arms in a tight embrace. He grins and lifts me up, holding my up from my padded rump. The sensation was almost enough to make me cum into my padding again. The thick bulk pressed against my furry rump by his arms as he held my weight from the seat of my diaper. I moaned softly and nibbled Kai's neck like a cub does to their parent in a display of affection. "I-I think I umm, do like this Kai," I say meekly. "I knew you would, cub. You're a wonderful young fox who just needs someone to watch over him," he exclaims with joy as he rubs my head fur then sets me on my feet paws.

I stumble a little with the added bulk pushing my legs apart and he grabs me for stability. "Easy now cubby," he teases me as I regain my balance and whine at having to waddle like cub. "Ready to go to your car?" he asks as he pushes me onto the couch and begins putting my pants on over my feet. "I have to go out in a d-d-diaper?" I blush as he pulls me up and zips my pants over the crinkly padding. "Of course, don't want you to soak your clean pants now do we," he coos softly. I pout with my bottom lip sticking out and my arms crossed. "S-seriously though, I'm really not sure. I'm very shy, Kai."

"You're going to be fine," he says and swats my padded butt with a thump.

"Humph, okay. D-d-daddy k-knows be-best," I studder out with my face burning again.

I followed the wolf out, holding his paw and wagging my tail with an audible crinkle. The wolf held me in tow as we walked to the parking lot. I felt so powerless, but so loved. It was hard to describe the feelings I was having. He made me feel safe and happy. I knew I would be soaking my pants more often... diapers were great!

To be continued...