XV. What goes around

Story by Vexxus on SoFurry

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XV. What goes around

As told by Nina

"Do you think it's a problem?" I asked. "Those accidents, I mean. You're diapered all the time, so does it bother you?"

"I, um... like you said, I wear them all the time, so it's not really a problem, but..."

He whimpered, and didn't finish his sentence.

"Kaeden usually gets a little upset when I check his diaper and find him to be wet, while he didn't realize he had an accident. I don't make an issue out of it, and just remind him that's why I make him wear diapers. We can't have puppies leaving puddles all over the floor, can we?"

Kaeden's tail was tucked between his legs, but from his faint smile, I knew he wasn't _actually_ashamed of himself.

"We sort of try to make sure Kaeden retains some control, but for the most part, I've stopped trying to potty train him. Regardless of when he'd fully be able to hold it again, it's pretty pointless. After all, he's diapered all the time, and I don't plan to ever do things differently. Besides, I still have to change him, so it doesn't particularly matter if he wet himself on purpose or not."

"It's more or less the same with us," I explained. "We both know all our 'accidents' are actually 'on purposes', save for Milo's bedwetting, but it's about playing for us. I got to admit, I sometimes feel naughty when I'm wetting myself. Y'know, the 'I'm doing something I shouldn't be doing and I'll be in trouble for it' kind of naughty."

"Huh? But you don't punish each other for using your diaper, do you?"

"Of course not, but since I don't need diapers, I feel like I'm breaking a rule or whatever. Well, I used to feel like that back when I wore my first diaper. It's become a lot less ever since."

"That's because I know what it looks like when you're feeling guilty," Milo added in.

I smiled. "And you always tell me I'm a good girl, even though I had an 'accident'."

Milo gently rubbed me between the ears.

"Speaking of diapers," he said, "I think it's time for a certain puppy's morning change."

"You didn't change yet?" Lily blurted out.

I looked at Milo, hoping he'd save me from this awkward question.

"Nina likes the feeling of a squishy diaper. I usually change her after breakfast, so she can enjoy her puppy pants a bit longer."

"Hmm, maybe you ought to learn to like it, eh Kaeden?" Lily said slyly, as she turned to look at me. "I swear, if I changed him every time he complained about being wet, we'd go through twenty diapers a day!"

Kaeden snickered a little - evidently this was a fun point of contention between the two.

"Well, it's about the warmth for me. Besides, whenever I feel my diaper, I'm reminded of my accident. In turn, that makes me think of my love for Milo."

"I don't let her wear the same diaper all day, though, if that's what you're thinking," my boyfriend explained. "It'd be unhygienic, and we wouldn't want you to get a rash now, do we?"

I playfully shook my head.

"In that case, we'd better put words into actions. Come," he said, offering his hand.

Milo led me to his bedroom, where he invited me to lay down on the bed, after he had put the changing pad on the mattress. To keep me occupied, he gave Natasha to me, an offer I eagerly accepted. Nuzzling my beloved stuffed dog, I waited for my beloved real dog to put me in a clean diaper.

He wasn't satisfied yet, however. Milo took my pacifier from the nightstand and popped it in my muzzle, which made me feel ever littler. Snuggling Natasha's face and muzzle, I didn't pay much attention to what my boyfriend was doing. Changing had partly become a routine, and I knew how much time he generally needed for each part of the process.

Sometimes, he didn't even need to ask me to lift my bottom. In any other situation, two gentle taps on the sides of my hips were enough to make me do it anyway. Since I was almost always in my little headspace during a change, I didn't like being talked to. After all, I was way too busy cuddling Natasha.

Since I had wet myself this morning rather than at night, my fur didn't need much cleaning. A wipe or two later, Milo put a clean diaper under me and folded up the front. I was only vaguely aware of the front tapes being fastened, until he offered his hand to help me sit up. Before I was allowed to get off the bed, my boyfriend adjusted the tailhole tape. My species came with a fluffier-than-average tail - hence my PuppyNet username - and leaving the tape in the default position had proved uncomfortable for me.

"Does that feel better, princess?" Milo asked, gently taking my pacifier out.

I grinned at an idea that just popped into my head.

"Ask me again when we're back in the living room."

He cocked his head to the side, looking at me confused.

"Just do it, trust me."

"Well, okay. I can't have you wear just your diaper, though. Any preferences?"

"It's warm enough to not need pants, if that's okay with you."

He nodded.

"But you'll still have to wear a t-shirt. Your pajamas are for sleeping, little one."

"Uh-huh. Oh, can I wear my Zita shirt?"

My boyfriend walked over to his closet and opened the left door. A portion of the space was dedicated to puppy clothes, including items only I would wear. We kept them at Milo's place, because that's the only place where we used them anyway. Besides, he would be able to wash said clothes without people finding out about that part of our wardrobe.

He soon found what he was looking for, and returned with my favorite shirt in hand. I let go of Natasha and put my arms up, so he could take my pajama top off. Without much effort, it was quickly replaced with the pink shirt. On the front, it had bore a large picture of a young red deer hind. Like Milo's shirt with Kody on it, mine had Zita's name printed below as well.

Judging I was properly dressed, or at least for now, my boyfriend offered his hand again to help me up. Of course, I didn't need it, but I knew the gesture. He usually took advantage of my momentum to pull me into a hug, and today was no exception.

"I love you, Nina," he whispered after he gave me an affectionate lick on my muzzle.

"I's wuv you too, Milo."

"Are you ready to go back to our guests?"

"I guess," I said, dropping my puppy voice. "I'm kinda nervous, though. You're the only one who has ever seen me in just a diaper and a shirt."

"What about my grandmother?" he asked, half-joking.

I furrowed my brow. "Oh yeah, that's true."

"Listen, princess. I know this might not be easy for you, but we didn't eat Kaeden either, did we? I know Lily is not a littlefur, and she might seem a little bit mean sometimes, but her intentions are good, right?"

I nodded.

"And don't get me started with the 'you know what comes of good intentions' thingy," he added, tickling the fur under my chin.

"Aww, you stole my line," I playfully whined.

"Well, I'm the one who writes theatre plays, so I get to steal people's lines. Now come, we don't want to make our guests wait, do we?"

"Nope," I decided, picking up Natasha from the bed with me free arm.

Holding on to my other hand, Milo guided me back to the living room, where Kaeden was snuggling up to his girlfriend on the couch-turned-bed. Once there, I nudged my boyfriend, and he remembered his line.

"Does that feel better, princess?"

"Yush. Thankies, Milo."

"Huh," Lily said, smirking. "Guess you do look the part of a puppy after all!"

I grinned.

"You next?"

"How about 'no'?" she said, after pretending to thoroughly ponder the question for a few seconds.

"What's the matter? Did a certain Sheppy turn into a chicken when I wasn't looking?"

Kaeden suppressed a giggle. His girlfriend, however, didn't take it as a joke. Was this really going to work?

"Come on, what's the harm?" I pushed. "Just do it!"

"Make me," she dared, crossing her arms. She clearly wasn't taking me seriously.

"Is that a challenge?" Milo asked. "Cause if it is, I warn you. Nina is pretty strong, and I don't think Kaeden and I will help you out on this one."

He eyed at the little Shepherd, whose eyes were sparkling with excitement at the thought of seeing his girlfriend wearing a diaper.

"It can be a challenge, if you want to," Lily countered, but I felt like she was trying to wiggle herself out of it, hoping I would be intimidated. Too bad for her, I was not. I sat down on the edge of the bed and slowly crawled towards her.

"If I pin you, I get to put you in a diaper, and you'll be padded for the rest of the day," I dared.

Lily snorted. "Fine, but if I win, you're going to give me that secret recipe of yours."

I should have expected that, but then again, it was something I could afford. It wasn't as if I'd be executed by beheading if I shared The Secret.

"Are you trying to make yourself seem big by asking for big stakes? Because if that's the case..."

"Then what?" she said, shifting her position to defend herself.

"We're talking about The Secret here. If you want me to expose that, you'll have to upgrade your side of the deal."

"What do you suggest?"

I grinned as my plan was working. During our volleyball game, I had noticed how competitive Lily could get, and I estimated she wouldn't let this pass either. She'd grab this chance to get my recipe, and apparently, she was prepared to risk the chance of becoming a puppy.

"Let's put it this way. If you win, I'll give you my family recipe, no tricks, no censors. But if I win, I get to diaper you, and you'll spend the rest of your stay here as a puppy. That means wearing diapers and getting changed, getting bottle-fed, having your outfit being decided for you, early bedtimes... y'know, the works. Everything you make Kaeden do when he's feeling little."

She took a few seconds to weigh her options.

"Princess, are you really prepared to risk The Secret for this?" Milo asked, surprised I'd even _consider_using it as a stake.

"I think it's fair," Kaeden said. "I-I mean... you'd both give the other something you'd rather keep to yourself, am I right?"

"Well, if you put it like that," Lily said, rubbing the back of her neck with her left hand.

"Do we have ourselves a deal?"

"Kaeden, you'd better get off the couch. I need to show a certain puppy girl who's boss."

As soon as the little Shepherd was out of the way, Lily lunged at me, hoping her weight would be enough to throw me over. Most Western Shepherds have strong legs, so I knew what was coming for me. It took me quite a lot of effort to catch her without falling over. From the smug look on her face, I estimated Lily expected this to be not much of a fight.

Unfortunately for her, she was wrong, and my boyfriend was right. As a Mountain Dog, my legs might not match that of a Western Shepherd in strength, but I make up for that with my upper body. Besides, I had began exercising a bit more since I met Milo, because taking care of a twenty-one year old puppy requires a lot more strength than an actual toddler would.

Still, that didn't mean I could easily overthrow Lily. She was stronger than I expected, although she didn't succeed in pushing me over. While our respective boyfriends cheered on us, Lily and I wrestled and romped, both hoping to pin down our opponent. The fire in her eyes gave away how keen she was on winning, but I wasn't going to give up The Secret just like that.

Eventually, after what must have been a couple of minutes, I noticed Lily was getting tired. Mountain Dogs are 'stayers' rather than 'sprinters', and I knew that would be my way to win. I had to wear her out, so she would eventually give in and submit. As we once again pushed against each other, holding each other's hands, I felt like keeping my position didn't require all my strength anymore.

I let out a soft growl, then suddenly barked as I pushed forward. Lily was visibly surprised by my outburst, and she was no longer able to keep herself upright. She fell over, landing on her back, with me on top of her. I had my knees on either side of her body, and kept her hands next to her ears.

"Checkmate, Sheppy," I teased.

Clearly annoyed, Lily squirmed in my grip. However, her last attempt to escape didn't bear any fruit. I had pinned her down, and she knew it. A few seconds later, I felt her muscles relax as she surrendered.

"Alright, alright, you win," she said, rolling her eyes.

"So you're going to let me diaper you now?" I asked as I let go of her hands.

Lily sighed.

"Yeah... that's what we agreed to, isn't it?"

"No, I mean, are you okay with me actually diapering you? Or would you rather do it yourself?"

"I'd rather not do it at all, but you said 'everything I make Kaeden do', and he's not allowed to change himself either," she replied, then sighed again.

"You'd better take her to my bedroom," Milo said, somewhat shyly. "Lily's not my girlfriend after all, so I don't think it's appropriate me to see her naked."

I nodded in understanding.

"Or would you rather do it?" he asked Kaeden.

"I-I... I mean, I c-could, but..." he stammered, clearly thrown off balance by the suggestion. "I'm kinda, y'know... her puppy..."

"I suppose that settles it," I declared, getting off of Lily. "Are you coming with me, or do I need to drag you in there?"

Lily took in a deep breath and sighed. "Yeah, yeah, I guess I'm coming," she said, getting up and following me out.

Once in Milo's bedroom, I instructed Lily to lay down on the right side, where the changing pad still laid. I could see she was nervous, but so was I, so I decided not to delay. My instinct told me I had to do something to calm her down, however. With a faint smile, I grabbed Milo's plushie from his pillow and offered it to Lily.

"Here, you can cuddle with Sharra," I said. "I don't know how they used to change you when you were in rehabilitation, but um... I'm just going with what I do with Milo, okay?"

"Uh... yeah. Probably not too different, I mean, a change is a change, right?"

She clearly wasn't at ease yet. I knew Lily didn't feel the same about puppy equipment, but on the other hand, I knew the effect of a pacifier from first- and second-hand experience. I took Milo's pacifier from the nightstand and offered it to the Shepherd. She didn't take it, however.

"Go ahead, it's okay. Milo always cleans his pacifier in the morning."

That comment seemed to reassure her.

"I guess you did say 'everything', didn't you?" she replied, then slowly put her mouth around the teat.

"I know this isn't your thing, Lily," I explained as I gently took her pants off, "but I suppose it's going to be different from your time with your caregiver."

"How tho?" she lisped around the pacifier. Grumbling, she reached up and pulled it out of her muzzle. "How so?" she said, doing her best to keep her voice even.

"Ah-ah," I said, shaking my head. "Back in."

She gave an amused snort, and once the pacifier was back in her muzzle I continued.

"For starters, we won't force you to do something that would cross your personal boundaries. If there's anything you absolutely don't want to do, just tell us," I explained taking the puppy powder and a Whelpies diaper from Milo's toy box.

"Youw ftill forcin' me, wight?" she said, furrowing her brow.

"That's true, more or less, but you don't have to act like a puppy all the time. As long as you keep your diaper on and allow yourself to be treated like you would Kaeden... you don't have to use puppy talk, for instance."

She looked relieved at my explanation.

"Good, are you ready for your diaper now?"

Lily nodded, although she was still clearly nervous. Having Sharra close appeared to help, however. I took her panties off, then unfolded the thick diaper within her sight.

"See? It even has stars on them! Now please lift your bottom, so I can get your tail."

She did as I asked, but kept looking straight up, as if she tried to ignore what I was doing. I decided not to disturb her, as I could imagine getting diapered is not a pleasant experience for someone who is not a littlefur. Or maybe she had some bad memories from her rehabilitation? With Lily's tail through the hole, I told her to lay down again.

Fortunately for both of us, she didn't need to be cleaned. Like my first time with Milo, I was a bit nervous to touch her private parts, although my boyfriend didn't notice as much when I changed him. Lily, on her turn, might've found it invasive. I did realize she'd have to be changed at least once while she was here, but that would be of later concern.

"There we go," I said as I stuck the last tape on the front of Lily's diaper.

I offered my hand, but she already got up without taking it.

"Is it comfortable?"

"It's a diaper," she said, after she took the pacifier out. I didn't correct her since I was done changing her. "I mean it's not horrible, but I don't know if I'd use the world 'comfortable' to describe it."

"Come on, you know what I meant," I countered, playfully batting her upper arm. "Do you think it's on correctly?"

She shrugged. "I guess so."

"Good. Before we go back... I hope you don't take this as a punishment or anything. Of course, I know you're not a littlefur, but maybe playing puppy with us gives you some insight on Milo's and my side of the equation. You'll get to discover, um... 'consensual regression', so to speak."

"What do you mean with 'consensual'?"

"Well, it's not a mandatory part of an educational process. Maybe you'll discover the playing part of 'playing puppy'. I don't expect you to understand it when you go home, but I sure hope you will."

Lily nodded in understanding.

"Maybe. At the very least, I guess knowing what I put Kaeden through should help me be better for him."

I smiled, and nodded.

"Now all we need is a shirt for you..."

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