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  1. Chapter 1 Scott could hardly contain his giddiness as he turned his steering wheel to make a left at the intersection. After several weeks of careful planning, scheming, checking, and rechecking, he finally had a free weekend for himself. He had spent those weeks ordering discrete packages filled with supplies of a particular nature and tinkering in his garage on a device that he hoped would be able to fulfill his wildest fantasies. He could feel his heart pound in his chest as he put his blinker on and changed lanes, wanting to get home as soon as legally possible. Scott had had a great week at work, his boss had been admiring the white leopard's progress for a while now. He had recently designed a filing system that, according to his calculations, had increased the company’s data storage system by a whole 12.4%. The subsequent increase in efficiency had also increased his paycheck to a much sizable amount, which he had recently been putting to good use. Scott was a brilliant engineer and computer programmer, his passion for creation had brought him to work for Sky-TEC industries, a company that specializes in creating computers whose processing power and ability to complete tasks in incredibly low amounts of time had brought them up to one of the best technology companies in the world. But as brilliant as this company was, Scott was just a little bit more brilliant. Scott had quite unmistakably come into contact with a piece of technology that was top secret and incredibly powerful. Many would use it for great evil, while some might use it to achieve near indestructibility. Scott however, wasn't particularly interested in any of those things. Scott had some very private tendencies that he had never shared with anyone since he was a child. Specifically, he loved indulging in infantile fantasies, imagining himself just like a little kid again. From feeling the warmth of a freshly soaked diaper, to the pleasurable struggle of being put in bondage whilst wearing a soiled diaper, unable to do anything about his current predicament, to the wonderful childlike freedom of just wearing a diaper and t-shirt whilst watching children's shows on TV. Scott had spent a good amount of time imagining exactly what he'd love to do to or by himself if he had the time and resources to fulfill his fantasies. Fantasies that he hoped would be fulfilled very soon. Scott pulled into the driveway of his comfortable little home. It wasn't anything special, he had little furnishings to decorate it with, but it had what he liked to consider an "aesthetical amount of space". He turned off the engine, grabbed his shoulder bag, and exited the car, walking into his garage. He flicked on the lights, and as the light bulbs blinked awake the device that he'd spent months on putting together sat on his workshop table. To put it bluntly, Scott had been programming a device that would essentially stop time itself. Through a combination of biotechnology, an improbability-engine, and a calculator that essentially worked on the whimsical nature of the polarity of electrons whirling around in titanium atoms in the contraption, the device was able to access the particular genetic code of the user and ignore all cells with the sequence, then continue to all other organic matter and inorganic matter and "freeze them in place". Scott didn't fully understand it, but he knew how to put the parts together and calibrate the machine. One might think that experimenting with such a device would be incredibly risky, but Scott had that figured out as well. He had coded in a fail-safe into the device. If a large amount of cells of the individual who had activated the device began to shut down at a rapid enough pace indicating possible death, it would essentially reverse the freezing process restoring reality to normal. Scott picked up the device with baited breath. It didn't look like anything special, like a TV remote except with fewer buttons and what looked like more volume controls. He connected his phone to the remote and fed it information about the current time, position of earth relative to the sun, and relative temperatures around the world. He hoped that the device would be able to send out the proper frequency into the molecules around it, setting off the time freezing reaction properly. He knew that if it failed, it may fail spectacularly, possibly even harming him despite the fail safe. A green light on the device shone, indicating that it was ready to be activated. He closed his eyes, pressed his eyes shut, and pushed a large red button with his finger. A loud rushing sound echoed through his ears, he fell backwards sputtering and coughing, he felt as if everything in a single part of his body was getting lightly tickled with electricity, he yelled in alarm, but before he could yell for more than a second it all stopped. Scott looked around. Everything looked. . . normal. He went over to the garage switch and pressed it, a whirring sound came from the door as it opened. He padded outside and his jaw dropped. Birds hung eerily in the air, much like bricks don't. Leaves stood stalk still, frozen as a gust of wind was blowing through it. Scott fanned himself with a paw experimentally, looking at it as he felt the air particles against his whiskers and fur. He had done it. He had created a device that stopped time. It stopped time for everything and everyone! Everyone, except him. Scott hooted and hollered! He started running down the street, passing cars with passengers in them halfway through a sip of coffee, forming a word as they talked on the phones, or smiling jaws and maws agape as they sang to their favorite car songs. Scotts saw planes and clouds, unmoving in the sky, felt the warmth of the sun on his fur as it peeked behind a cloud, permanently, until adjusted by the remote of course. Scott stopped running in the middle of an intersection and turned around and around, taking in the view. He laughed, joyous that he had achieved something that most thought was only possible in sci-fi movies and fantasy novels. Suddenly, he remembered why he had gone so ridiculously out of his way with his invention. He turned tail sprinted back to his house and got quickly inside, closing his door, not bothering to lock it. Who would try bothering him now if every ‘who’ was frozen in time? He walked inside his sparsely furnished living room and opened one of the brown boxes he had sitting there. A fresh waft of baby powder and ointment met his feline nostrils as he admired the contents of the box. Within it lay several large, fluffy adult diapers, each themed with little cartoons of various baby animals wearing diapers. Some looked sleepy, others laughed in joy, while still others were too busy with a toy to do anything else. Scott shuddered with excitement and let out a shaky sigh. Finally, I can unwind like I've always wanted to. He thought, as his tail twitched in anticipation. He looked at the other boxes, knowing that what they contained would only increase the amount of fun he was about to have. He grinned, and speaking aloud to no one said, “It’s going to be a good weekend."
  2. IT: Infant Tech By Horatio Husky Commissioned by Bolt Chapter 1: The Office Bolt readjusted his glasses. This was a nervous habit of his, which he would perform with relative frequency whenever he was working with unruly code. Sat in front of his desk, garbed in his normal office attire of dress shirt, black dress pants, classy shoes, and stylish bowtie, the husky was deeply immersed within the contents of his computer screen. The husky’s office cubicle was relatively orderly; a Newton's cradle and Rubik’s Cube served as the only available knick-knacks. The husky knew full well that too much desk clutter was a prime environment for distraction. Sometimes, however, a little distraction was necessary to allow his mind to wander just far enough for him to be able to get some perspective. He had been staring at his computer screen for about two hours straight at that point, and despite the blue light filter in his glasses he could feel his warm, brown eyes beginning to dry up just a little bit. A semicolon… really… that was the error? A sense of weariness suddenly overcame the husky. Moving his right paw, he delicately stroked his keyboard a few times until he had typed in the correction to his code. Bolt leaned back in his chair. He pulled down softly on his one droopy ear, another habit he often performed when deep in coding contemplation. Unseen, conveniently hidden in the break room by drawn blinds, two felines stood holding respective mugs of coffee. A caracal and tiger, the two giant cat species had their attention focused on the husky through a break in the blinds which the tiger held slightly open with an extended claw. Yuri’s had a singular protracted claw, his other paw holding the mug of joe in his paw with a firm, confident grip. Cinder, on the other hand, appeared to be every semblance of calm, cool, and collected. He lounged leisurely against the countertop, gazing down the bridge of his nose at the same husky that had just now caught his feline companion’s attention. “Another office crush, Yuri?” Withdrawing his gaze momentarily from gazing between the break in the blinds, the tiger gave the caracal his best withering look. Which, coming from a tiger, is quite an intimidating experience. The desert cat was left unphased, however, as he had been at the end of such an unflattering glance more often than not. Idly, he took a sip from his coffee mug and cocked his head to the side, his long, pointed ears flopping to the side dramatically. “Oh don’t look so grumpy, kitty cat. Shall I bring out the ball of yarn so you can feel better?” Yuri, who had grown used to the unwavering confidence that the caracal seemed to have a true abundance of, chose to ignore the comment and turn his attention back to staring at the husky. From his vantage point, he could see that the husky appeared to be well distracted and in the midst of work. Having only recently quit his temping position at the company, the husky was now able to exercise his full work ethic with the accompaniment of financial compensation. At this rate, he would be employee of the month in no time. Yuri’s golden, feline eyes pierced through the husky with a predator-like ferocity. Something inside of the tiger told him that not all was what it seemed with the newest member of IT. It was while Cinder was idly browsing through his phone, disappointed that he was unable to get a rise out of his tiger friend when Yuri gasped. Cinder knew this was important. Deftly placing his mug of coffee on the counter he pushed himself off the counter in a quiet, controlled leap landing right next to the tiger. “What is it?” He whispered softly, his feline instincts kicking in as the two cats’ slitted eyes narrowed as they gazed at the oblivious canine. Bolt sighed, stood up, and turned around to pick up a small laptop on the desk behind him. As he did so, an uncharacteristically large bulge in his rear end pressed against the seam of his pants. Cinder’s mouth dropped wide open, an uncharacteristically surprised face coloring the feline’s sharp, noble features. Yuri simply smiled, chuckling softly under his breath which came as a deep rumble inside of the massive cat’s throat. He spoke under his breath. “We got ourselves another one…” “This is the second one this month! How do they keep falling into our paws like this?” Yuri shook his head, a gratified smile across his muzzle as he placed a heavy, reassuring paw on the smaller cat’s shoulder. “Alright, like we did last time. I’ve still got the carseat set up and he looks pretty gullible. I think we’ll be having some good fun tonight, kitten.” Cinder blushed slightly towards the end of the tiger’s comment, knowing full well what the larger cat was referring to. It wasn’t so long ago that he had been the subject of the tiger’s cleverly designed trap. Yuri turned around, in a series of purposeful movements he drained the remainder of his coffee into the sink before depositing his mug on the dirtied dish rack. Taking out his car keys, he placed them on the countertop before departing. His striped tail floating majestically behind him, the muscular feline shouldered his way through the door of the office kitchenette and made his way over to the husky’s cubicle. Cinder had picked up the car keys, slyly lowering them into his pocket before silently exiting after the tiger, making his way towards the building’s garage level. The image of confidence, Yuri loomed over the husky casting a shadow over him. Bolt took quick notice of this, and turned around in his seat to gaze up frightfully at the intimidating fur in front of him, blinking several times. “Uhm… Can I-” “Yes, you can. I’m Yuri. It’s a pleasure to meet you.” The cat extended a massive paw towards the husky. Bolt, recovering quickly, smiled in kind and took it on his own, giving it a firm squeeze as he replied with a clarity in his voice that took even him by surprise. “Hi Yuri, I’m Bolt. The pleasure is all mine.” Confident little scrappy mutt, isn’t he? Ohhh I like him… This should be fun! Yuri’s smile broadened, now feeling a sense of genuine delight at having witnessed a confident introduction accompanied by a firm handshake. He didn’t much like wimps, even though he did enjoy putting them in their place. Cinder had shown significantly less bravado than the canine in front of him, and only after he had discovered the truth behind the tiger’s intentions did he warm up. No, this pup has spunk! It’ll be even more fun to see him crawl now… Still smiling, the tiger motioned with a jerk of his head towards the elevator that led to the garage level below. “Bolt, I’ve got a few computer towers in my car that I worked on over the weekend. I really would have no trouble transporting them myself, but if you come along it’ll only take one trip. How about we use it as an excuse to take a break from work with a little aerobic exercise and a friendly chat, hmm?” Understanding quickly, Bolt nodded and smiled congenially. Closing down his computer, he stood up and nodded indicating that the tiger should lead the way. Yuri turned, and began to make his way towards the elevator. Glancing back briefly, to ensure that Bolt was coming along. Given the size of the cat, Bolt had to take a step and a half for every step the tiger took. The subtle waddle the husky was unconsciously exhibiting slightly was now more apparent. Suspicions confirmed, the tiger turned to face forward with a look of satisfaction on his muzzle. “It’ll be the grey minivan, the company likes its Chrystlers.” Yuri spoke, his tone a low rumble as the two entered the elevator and the tiger pressed a button marked ‘G’ while Bolt nodded in response. The two stood silently in the elevator, waiting patiently for the lift to descend down to the parking garage several levels beneath the ground floor. The company building itself was relatively massive, sporting fourteen proud stories above and three below. The two were stationed on the fifth floor, so the descent was relatively brief. Ding! The elevator doors opened to reveal rows of sparsely populated parking spots, the smell of concrete with a hint of car exhaust hitting their nostrils as Yuri led the way. “I’m parked towards the back.” He stated simply, his smirk hidden behind his turned back as he heard the husky behind him pick up speed to keep pace with him. Everything is running smoothly… “Alright, take a look at what I’ve got here for you!” Speaking confident, he opened the passenger side door with a flourish to reveal what was inside. It took Bolt a moment to process what he was seeing. In front of him appeared to be a baby’s carseat, except no ordinary one. This particular seat looked large enough to comfortably seat him, with an impressively robust five point harness that looked as if not even Yuri would be able to break through it. Stunned, the husky stood open mouthed for a few seconds while he tried to process what he was looking at. This was exactly the opportunity that Yuri and Cinder were looking for. “Now, before we get you snuggly buckled up for your car ride little guy, let’s check something really quick.” Unable to react in time, Yuri placed his hands underneath the husky’s armpits and raised him up effortlessly. Taken by surprise, Bolt let out a whimper while his legs dangled helplessly behind him. As suddenly as he had been picked up, he felt something fiddling with the front of his belt buckle. Twisting around, his cheeks burning bright red, he was able to catch a glimpse of the Caracal he had seen wandering around the office earlier trying to undo his pants. At last he succeeded accompanied by an exclamation. “Aha! There we are.” His pants now around his ankles, Bolt’s choice of underwear that morning was now on full display for both of the large cats to examine. “Just as I thought, we have a little puppy on our hands.” Yuri stated, a condescending but not unkindly tone in his voice. Bolt was now blushing furiously, his tail curled between his legs in a vain attempt to hide the large, white diaper that hugged his waist snuggly. It was apparent to both of the onlookers that it was designed with both comfort and absorbance in mind, as a trail of puppy paws ran from the front middle all the way through the back. “You won’t be needing these, I don’t think.” As Bolt spluttered, an overwhelming feeling of helplessness and smallness washing over him as he continued to be held up in the air, Cinder delicately disentangled his pants from his ankles. Now, he wore only his work shirt and sneakers, which made him feel incredibly exposed. The tiger looked him up and down, an expression of approval across his muzzle while Cinder neatly folded the husky’s pants and placed them under his right arm. “Cinder, do me the favor of checking the puppy’s diaper, would you?” At the direct mention of his padding, the husky’s ears folded against the top of his head. Tail tucked between his legs, cheeks burning, and ears pinned, the canine was the spitting image of an utterly flustered pup. Grinning, Cinder placed an authoritative paw over the front of the dog’s thick padding, squeezing gently before cupping the back in turn. Pressing it upwards, as if to further remind Bolt of what he was wearing, the caracal shook his head as he replied. “Still dry, surprisingly enough,” Cinder commented. “Well then, I think we should do something about that,” said Yuri, giving the husky a large, toothy smile before depositing him into the oversized booster seat. “W-wait a second! I一mmpf!” Bolt, having finally been able to find his voice, barely managed to splutter out a complete sentence before he was silenced by Cinder, who had apparently been waiting for such a moment. Crossing his eyes, Bolt looked down to see what had interrupted his exclamation while Cinder tightened something behind his head. His vision obscured by the caracal’s red-orange fur, the husky only became aware that he had been fully buckled into the carseat when he felt the harness tighten over his shoulders, waist, and onto the front of his diaper pressing it up against him. The husky’s heart was now beating quickly, limbs flailing. As if in anticipation of this, Yuri swiftly grabbed each of his wrists and looped them through soft, padded cuffs. His wrists now suspended by his head, his arms held upwards in an incredibly vulnerable position, he found that he was no longer able to struggle as effectively as before. Cinder had grabbed his ankles and pulled them through a similar set of cuffs that prevented him from raising his ankles more than a few inches away from the bottom of the carseat. Both cats stepped back and took a moment to admire their handiwork. Bolt looked down to see what they had done to him, a lock glowed softly from a small panel that served as the center-point for all of the buckles. From what the husky could gather, the locking mechanism appeared to be activated by a touchscreen, the key to which he was sure was possessed only by the two felines in front of him. “Aww, I think he looks pretty cute! That pacifier won’t let much more than a whimper through, pup. So you can whine all you want on the ride home!” Cinder extended a wiry arm forward, gently booping the tip of the husky’s snoot. Yuri appeared pleased as well, his arms crossed and looking down at the incapacitated fur as if he were appraising a prized possession. Speaking softly, and without breaking his gaze at the pup, he placed a car key into Cinder’s paws. “Yes, I think he does. Take the highway, kitten.” It was Cinder’s turn to blush, which he barely managed to conceal as he lowered his vision and nodded, opening the door next to Bolt’s and sitting himself down in front of the wheel. Moving with the impressive display of control that all large cats appeared to inherently possess, Yuri sat down in the seat next to Cinder's, looking back at Bolt in the rear view mirror. “I encourage you to behave, puppy. This will be fun.” With that statement hanging in the air, Cinder pulled out of the parking garage and had merged into city traffic within a few minutes. Bolt was still trying to process what had just happened to him. The two cats had seemingly quickly found out about his little secret before he had had the chance to react. He was now pacified, gagged, restrained, and being transported to who-knows-where. Despite himself, to make matters even worse, he was beginning to feel himself become aroused at the restrictive tightness that five-point harness seemed to impose on the front of his padding. Wrapping over his shoulder, with three straps ensuring that his waist and diaper were snuggly pressed against him, there seemed to be no hope of escape. He was completely at the mercy of the felines sitting in the front seats of the car. The car ride passed in silence, Bolt pulled helplessly at the restraints holding his limbs hostage but to no avail. Yuri would occasionally look up in the rearview mirror, Bolt could see that his eyes were wrinkled as if he were smiling, hidden from view from the husky’s limited line of sight. Whatever the tiger was thinking, it was causing him great pleasure.
  3. From the album: OverFlo207 - 2015

    They never give Helm any visiting hours, and they keep her under strict surveillance. Once in a blue moon they’ll let her chat with us online, but she never wants to answer any diaper-related questions I ask. Bottom line, if I ever want to meet her in person, I’ll have to break into the asylum…they’ll probably taser my doggy-ass, but it will be worth it to see the girl I fantasize about at night. The door flies open, I dash past security, and my heart skips a beat once I finally feast my perverted eyes on her. The position she’s in…c-could it be??? The ever-growing lump on the back of her diaper tells me full well what she is doing; and the strong aroma in the room, I will never forget it. Oh if I could just hold that diaper in my paws, as it swells up with yellows and browns...I didn’t even care that an electric current was new surging through my body, causing me to lose control of my bowels. The nurse stands over my fidgeting body, I get one glance up the pretty furry nurse’s skirt, and then I black out. ”Damnit! I forgot to change you, Helm, I’m sorry.” The nurse says. “You must’ve been sitting in that stinky thing all night.” Helm is an OC by Carotte, and I luv'em both!
  4. From the album: OverFlo207 - 2015

    A follow-up to the Helm incident. Of course they wouldn’t just let me go with a slap on the wrist. Any intruders are to be dealt with and punished to the full-extent of the law; especially when caught for harassing patient inmates. And while nurse Schreiner is supposed to hand me over back to my military base for punishment, she’d rather take matters into her own paws, and deal out some disciplinary action of her own.
  5. From the album: OverFlo207 - 2017

    For BlackRoseSeduction - Make Rosie Blush Hadda lotta work to do these last 2 months, but what the hell....may as well draw something spontaneous, just for thrills. (Anyway, this image does beg some kind of story behind it, well...) ---Rosie and the Padded Pup--- Very tight-fitting clothes, books and boardgames, food and diaper changes 3 times a day, showers, check-ups and plenty of odd-colored candies that make you sleepy....Flo was definitely in a padded nightmare... An escape artist at heart, cuddlepup, Flo was determined to make his time in this...asylum...a lot less restricted. He has been a special-case inmate for some time. Cofined to his cell, to live out his sentence for stealing many hugs and cuddles....... and for sitting his diapered-ass on the wrong person's face. Though tied and teathered to himself within the asylum, this naughty runty dog-man has proven to be a major handful, and quite the lady's dog too, always sneaking away from the doctors at night, and cuddling up to all the pretty padded girls and boys. ^w^ a puppy-man is only truly at ease, when in the arms of the people around him. Doggies need cuddling and plenty of hugs and kisses. The guards do always find this troublesome pooch within some cute girl's room, snuggling and teasing his confined companioins....whether they wanted his attention or not. The pretty girls, he's learned them all by name, like hottie-Hannah, Curvaceous Christy, and especially Ms. Goodnite Green, Nowi the naughty goddess who couldn't be without her favorite puppy's afection for very long, she greatly looks forward to a warm doggy to hug and cuddle with inside her lonely padded cage...Though not every cellmate welcomed the pup, with an open lap to lay on, he would often tease and tickle his way into their trust...though neither could talk, or even use their hands, as all cellmates wore the standard diaper, muzzle-gag, and straitjacket combo...Flo was greatly happy to comfort the stinky ones mostly...but pup would have to earn everyone's affection, and spend many days, waring down their resistance....the pretty boys, like Polly, Twiggy, Vyx and Ace....he would have to work many nights, before his padded pals, would finally too look forward to a bound and muzzled puppy to hug with and to be slept on, as their pillow. It was a secret all the boys kept from the girls. But it has gotten somewhat out of control. The guards do grow agitated with chasing down a stinky dog in a straitjacket, and sending him back to his room, only to escape again, the following night. And it doesn't matter that patient #207 is harmless, Flo is supposed to be serving out his sentence in isolation. So after being transferred to a high-security cell, being given a much more tighter straitjacket, and plenty of chains and doubling up on his diapers, as he would be receiving less changes each day, to further his isolation...The doctors stuff the poofy pupper back into his cell. And it was a tough time for Flo, watching all those pretty girls being walked through the halls, across from his room, crinkling and giggling as they get to spend time in the library, and be walked around on leash, by the security, as they get their excersise under supervision. At night, they'd be locked in their padded rooms alone, all wearing their poofy pads. Flo could hear all the patients... Nowi and Polly, snoring soundly across from him, Helm and Laura, being fitted into new straitjackets in the cells beside his own, and SketchMan and Merunyaa having their stinky diapeys changed, down the hall. So badly Flo wanted to snuggle and sit on them... ..=>//////w//////<=.. It wasn't until the new girl came into the asylum, when Flo truly felt he was a doggy at the end of his leash. One of the prettiest girls he'd ever seen was being strapped into her first diaper and straigtjacket. Puppy stared in awe, wagging his tail and panting like the lowly mutt he was. The cuddlepup so badly wanted to cuddle her, and give her sooo many puppy kisses...But this rose was too, wilted....Locked in a high-security padded cell, herself, Rosie...a true black rose of seduction, was indeed a fascination on this pup's silly little mind...always in her lonely cell, away from the other prisoners, no exposure to the outside of her room... surely she was in desperate need of a doggy's love, a great snuggling and many many puppy kisses. Flo spent his days, in his prison, sitting in the squishy diaper, and thinking about the girl....The belts of his jacket were stretched so tightly around him, and between his legs, squeezing way too tightly against his mooshy butt. He kicked off his footy mittens, so his feet were free to use his toes and turn pages of his books...for his arms were tied and wrapped around his belly, hugging only himself. A miserable sight for a cuddlepup, to say the least...the diaper was often so full and saturated by the end of the day, because his diaper changes came less frequently, due to his punishment.. His legs couldn't even close with that big squishy sack of poof inbetween...the dumb naughty pup couldn't do much of anything, other than swish his tail around, to swat the flies, attracted to his stinky diaper...If only he could be sitting in the girl's arms.... ..-///////vv////-.. so much, the naughty puppy thought about it, every day, and every night, just like the little creep he was...the squishy feeling...surely the rose next door was so starved for love and affection, she'd welcome even a stinky puppy in her open arms...perhaps she'd even love the feel of his big squishy butt in her hands... >w> ...maybe not, but oh how the naughty puppy fantasized in his own mind about it... "Who cares" the dumb dog thought. After all this time, confined and repressed... He needed some love and attention, himself...too many days spent, whining in his cushy pen, locked away for what felt like an eternity...*Bzzzzzzzzzzzzz* the fly spun around him....he grew frustrated...*SWAAAAT!* He struck it with the powerful whip of his tail, against the padded floor. The force was like that of a boxer's fist, against a punching bag... "Hmmmmmm" the pup thought to himself. He waved and fwipped his tail around, crinkling his diapey, as he tested out the only free limb he had left to use. Quite stronger than he gave it credit for, his tail felt like having a third arm, except attached to his butt... He giggled in fascination. "I wonder???" The determined pup, slid his long poofy tail up and inbetween his arms and belt, until he could feel it pushing up between the latch, grunting and pushing harder, he could feel the latch coming loose...one more push, the pup sweats, as he feels something coming...until- *BLORTS* in his diaper...he sighs in relief, as the lock breaks off from his jacket... may as well make squishy in his diapey while he's at it, hehe...he sooo couldn't wait for the pretty girl to hold him, and maybe even fondle him and his squishy diapey...obviously he's been trapped for too long, to be thinking up such ridiculous ideas only a doggy would find attractive...or maybe the fact that he's been in a prison with so many cute and hot babes for so long, he just can't contain himself anymore ..X/////x.. but at last the latch was broken off of him, his arms were free. A firm *WHAAACK* against the door lock, with his powerful tail, and it surprising broke open, with less effort than he thought it'd take. Well, out of the door he went..putting his sneaking skills to good use, breaking a few locks...he didn't mind if he got in trouble later, he had a pretty princess he needed to snuggle with. The little creeper, slinked along the walls at night, enjoying the sounds and feels of his mooshy butt, pressing up upside the padded doors, his diaper hadn't been changed all day, and smelt quite terribly, hopefully his neighbor was into that sort of thing.. >///////w////>.. just like one or two of the other naughty girls were...he was hoping this Rosie was the naughtiest girl around, because he was gonna spend all night with her....maybe she'd even regard him as her little doggy, like a master would.... Taking his place at her side, for an occasional pat on the head. He could only hope......well at last, he was standing at her front door....he pulled out the key he managed to sneak off of a guard, while receiving a diaper-change, the day before...he placed his paw pads on the door and thought to himself, what would he say to her, the moment he saw her, would she accept a dog, in her arms, an especially runty and stinky one...? Just as quickly as he had hesitated, he then pushed these thoughts aside, and kicked open the door, to get what he came for, the long-awaited snuggling to end all snuggling ..n////vv///n.. Peeking inside, he could see the figure a beautiful maiden, suspended from straps and belts, like in an S&M dungeon...her back was turned to him. What had this woman done, to earn herself such punishment? Was she as gentle as she appeared? or was she a spider, waiting for the little bug of a puppy to land in her web?...Flo closed and locked he door behind him, and dropped the key. The room was illuminated only by the light that could reach them through the little window from the door...Flo began his usual process for flirtation, gently caressing his soft fuzzy body against the human's fair skin...her foot brushed against his ears...he made sure that even though he was an uninvited guest in her chamber, he was here as a pet, to be rubbed and snuggled with...his gentle touches were not the actions of a forceful creature...though she was the one locked and bound, the doggy made sure that his loving-caresses were welcomed....Flo reached up his soft furry tail, and placed in her hands, as he felt her fingertips rubbing through the poofiness of his fuzz-covered tail...it was like a cloud, and extremely gentle to the touch. Trust....Stage one complete. ^w^ Surely she could've grabbed his tail, or squeezed it hard if she wanted to...but she continued to pet it, as the dog crawled under her, closer, until his head bonked, or rather mooshed against the woman's.....diaper..... V////////vv/////V... it was in great need of changing too. Flo was very happy to have noticed...but he wasn't a doctor, nor did he have interest in changing her...she was much more lovely wearing it anyway....but rather than perving out any further, when he was sooo close to earning a new customer for his nighttime snuggles, he finally let her see him...the small feeble pup slowly popped out his head, from between her legs, allowing Ms. Rosie to set her eyes down on the lowly animal, as he returned the stare, giving her his cutest sad puppy-dog eyes...they exchanged a nervous but friendly glance, that didn't show signs that any further actions were unwelcomed, so Flo slowly made his way up, reading her eyes the entire time...aside from soft grunts and moans, neither could really talk, as their faces were muzzled, with small rings in their mouths to keep them open... But the patient Rosie didn't seem too uncomfortable, as her body was climbed on by a fuzzy and determined doggie. Perhaps the isolation made any kind of contact more acceptable...or was she luring the dumb pup in, for some trap?? Puppy cared not, anymore...he slightly loosened the straps around her gloves, and let his naughty fantasy play out, he was wasting time...... Wrapping the straps around his diaper, he pulled them tight, until Rosie's hands were pulled in close, forcefully hugged around his swollen Huggies...providing a place to sit in her hands, while he went to work... his right foot now dug into her diaper, as he lifted himself up to her face. He laid his furry body on the soft and warm pillow, that was Rosie...Feeling her fingers squeezing against the plastic, the pup yelped in excitement. Surely she could read his intentions like a book by now...he was just a stupid puppy..a ball of friendliness, even if a tinsy bit naughty. His eyes remained closed for a few moments, as he just enjoyed the feeling of contact, the feeling of being wrapped in another's arms, after weeks of isolation...he trembled, and wanted to hug the woman who could've screamed or tossed his small body aside...but she instead held him, as if he were a stuffed animal...he blushes and reads her eyes once more...it was ok to hug her...so he squeezes her, wrapping his long tail around her waist...they hugged and shared a good long snuggling session throughout the night...though she probably would've enjoyed clean diapers, Flo at least was loving every bit of her...the gentle grunts and pants, let each other know the hugs were much-needed Before the night ended, Flo awoke in her arms, and began gently nuzzling noses...seemed innocent enough, and so her body reacted as expected...but too much excitement for the dumb little pup...you give the tiny canine any power and he'll see how far he could pull ya. A few minutes had passed, before..v\\\\\3\\\v.. "MMMMMFFFFF!!!!!" the puppy upgraded his nuzzle into a kiss, and thankfully, he was able to get his mouth open-enough through the muzzle to enjoy their big smoochy kiss, as their lips mooshed together. His eyes remained close....he could feel her body reacting so excitedly, so suddenly...her hands pushed down against his diaper, squishing everything around his cheeks, he'd forgotten her hands were still tied to his big ass. Her legs trying to close, with him in between...she laid back, as it almost felt like she was trying to back away from the naughty pup's kisses... or maybe she was just getting into a more comfortable position, laying on her back, while puppy rested on her chest, kissing her for the last hour of the night, He would keep his eyes sealed the entire time, soaking in the moment, feeling her body tremble happily, he thought...none of his other friends would allow him to kiss for so long, he giggled, as he knew he made a good friend today...stinky pup continued making Rosie blush in all the wrong ways through the rest of the night...
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