Bad Day, Good Night
Quick cutesy ABDL story about a dog who has a bad day at work and his bear boyfriend who knows exactly what he needs. Nothing sexual or explicit.
The bear turned to the door as he heard it open, eager to greet his boyfriend on his return from work. His smile faltered slightly as the dog walked in, ears drooped, face sullen and heavy bags under his eyes.
"How was work?" The bear asked.
The dog dropped his bag on the floor and loosened his tie before yanking it off over his head and letting it fall next to the bag. "Fine," he said, though his tone implied it was anything but. The bear sighed and approached him from behind, wrapping his arms around the dog's waist and nuzzling into his neck. He felt the dog tense slightly before slumping into his grip.
"I just... I might be in over my head. I'm not cut out for this. I'm-"
"Shhhhh..." The bear crooned quietly in the dog's ear, paw holding his muzzle to keep him from continuing. "Work's done today. Just relax for now."
The dog yelped in surprise as the bear suddenly scooped him into his arms, cradling him against his chest. "Cmon, little guy. You need a nap." The bear's tone was soft and comforting and, after the initial shock wore off, the dog found he hadn't the energy to argue. Instead he turned his head toward the bear's warm, fluffy chest, letting himself sink into the fur and hearing the steady beating of his heart.
The bear carried him like this to their bedroom, slowly walking upstairs as though afraid jostling the dog too much might upset him, and laid him down on their bed. The dog blinked up at the bear now towering over him, who leaned over and planted a kiss on his forehead.
"Let's get you out of those clothes, puppy," The bear said, reaching up to the dog's dress shirt and beginning to undo each button in turn. When he was done, he helped the puppy sit up so he could remove the shirt entirely, placing it on the floor beside the bed. Next he undid the clasp on the puppy's trousers, pulling them at the legs so they slid off and leaving the pup naked on the bed.
"No underwear today, boy?" the bear asked, smile on his face. The puppy just blushed and covered his face with his hands.
The bear reached under the bed, withdrawing an adult sized diaper from the stash. Unfolding it, he lifted the puppy's legs to slide the diaper under his butt before setting him back down. He looked up at his little puppy, who was watching this part, and smiled, getting a small smile in return.
The bear then taped the diaper in place, making sure the puppy was securely and snugly fastened in, and patted the front of the diaper when he was done, creating a satisfying crinkling sound and making is puppy wriggle. He looked so cute wearing nothing but a big poofy diaper.
"How's that, little guy? Nice and comfortable?"
The puppy nodded. He didn't need to say anything. There was no need for him to speak when he was the bear's little puppy.
The bear lifted the puppy again, bringing him to the head of the bed and pulling back the covers before setting him down and tucking him in. The puppy wriggled around, getting comfortable, before settling in with a big yawn. He really did need a nap. The bear reached under the bed again and returned with a pacifier, pressing it into the puppy's mouth who immediately began to suckle on it.
The bear clambered onto the bed and lay beside his pup, arm over his torso and head nuzzling his neck. The puppy sighed and closed his eyes, enjoying the warmth of the embrace and the feeling of the diaper around his waist as he drifted off to sleep. Work? Boss? Deadlines? The words meant nothing right now.
"Sleep well, Puppy," the bear whispered.
And he did.