The video camera, now set on it's tripod, clicks on, a scene appearing on the small screen-- you see a young wolf, a teenager, sitting on a round carpet, dressed in a thick, pink diaper, little flowers seen all along the crotch, a big butterfly on the landing zone. His shirt is a light pink, matching the diaper, was cut extra short to show said diaper off.
The teenager looked mildly uncomfortable, paws twitching as he tried to stop from reaching down towards his diaper--a bulge obvious even through the thick padding.
"Alright, puppy. Tell Daddy what you want." A large wolf appears on screen, sitting on the recliner sitting near the younger male, and smiles down at the teenager, who was shyly looking over at the video camera, cheeks bright red as he fidgeted with the front of his shirt. "Come on, use your words."
"I--I want--"
"Ah, you know better." The teen's cheeks reddened and he whined softly, staring up at his Daddy. "Come on."
"P-Puppy wants... to make stickies.." He gulped softly. "Puppy wants to make stickies... in his diaper." Daddy nodded, grinning. "Daddy... can Puppy please... please make stickies?"
Daddy tilted his head and hmm'd, tapping his cheek. "I suppose you have been a good boy for me this week." The teen started to smile, and Daddy's grin widened. "But you know the rules, right baby boy?" With a nod, the teenager crawled over to Daddy, staring up at him expectantly.
Reaching down near the chair, Daddy pulls out a pacifier, the nipple much larger than normal, offering it to his boy. The teen opens his maw obediently and takes the pacifier, sucking on it, a smile growing on his face. "Now, I think Mr. Bear wants to help you make stickies--he's been waiting to play with you all week. Would you like Mr. Bear to help you?"
Knowing he wasn't allowed to speak, the teen nodded excitedly, crawling back over to the carpet. Once more, Daddy reaches down by the chair, picking up a large, brown teddy bear. It was stuffed extra full--making for a firm, but very lovable bear. It had green eyes and a smile sewn onto it's face, and Daddy placed it down on it's back next to the young wolf.
"Okay, baby. How about you show Mr. Bear just how excited you are to play?" Wasting no time, the teen crawled over and pressed his diapered erection into Mr. Bear's crotch, moaning loudly as he got his first bit of friction in days. "Just like that, baby boy."
The young wolf tries to start slowly, wanting to enjoy it for as long as possible, but he just can't help himself. He starts thrusting hard against Mr. Bear, and Daddy lets out a soft groan as he watches, palming his own erection through his jeans. Hearing his Daddy, the boy starts thrusting faster.
Moans and whimpers escape the young wolf as he pleasures himself, his eyes closed in ecstasy as he listens to Daddy--the large wolf now stroking his free cock as he watches the scene before him.
Minutes later, the boy spasms as he reaches climax, paws clutching Mr. Bear tightly as he cries out around his pacifier, riding out his orgasm, cum soaking the thick padding. Not longer after, Daddy grunts, cum covering his paw.
Daddy sighs out happily as his cock retreats into his sheath, and he smiles at his puppy. "Okay, sweetheart. Let's get you changed and we'll put you down for a nap."