The Work Journey
By Onyx Cheetah

1

	The pop of champagne opening echoed throughout the room ringing in the already slightly intoxicated otter’s ears. Stumbling across the room towards the dragon sitting in front of him, Kaio playfully collapsed on top him laying on top of the dragon’s large thigh, causing the dragon- who had been pouring the champagne into two glasses for the both of them (and maybe a little because he was slightly intoxicated himself) to spill a bit all over his claws and down his arm. Normally, an otter as small as he was (especially when compared to the tall, muscular, and chubby dragon) would have been nervous having caused that towering figure to spill or drop something, but he wasn't worried- the two of them had become close friends at work ever since they met and were told jokingly by their coworkers that they were twins with their close matching colors. The two both sported a light whitish-green stomach and chest leading to blue-green tinted fur (or scales) going off to their backsides, darkening as it kept on towards the back. The two of them matched so well that they started jokingly responding as each other. Eventually the otter had used this as an excuse to get close to the dragon, to get to know him, Kaio hiding a crush on him growing ever since the day they met. He hid his crush well, he thought, so as to not make the straight dragon, his close friend, uncomfortable.
It was his last day at work though…
Finally the otter was getting his dream job in child care in a daycare many towns over and he knew he just had to let his dragon know his hidden feelings. They were best friends for years and they would rarely see each other after this. If he didn’t he would regret it. 
Gulping down his 4th drink at his going away party after work he brushed his head fluff back with his paw, noticing his fur soaked from his nervousness. It was now or never. He stood up and marched over to the dragon, letting his liquid courage do most of the work for him until he was staring at the large figure looking down over him, even as he sat. 
Smiling, the dragon looked back down at the otter, "Hey Kaio!" He looked the nervous otter over and kneeled down to his eye level. "You okay there, bud?"
The otter's mouth went dry and his mind blank, mumbling the dragon’s name and nonsense words as he tried to collect his thoughts, his heart throbbing hard in his chest. “D-Dale… I- mphrph mmm...” He couldn't get it out, he wanted to but what if it ruined his friendship forever. He looked down defeated and was about to turn away, when he felt a large finger and thumb slide under his chin and pull his head gently up to face him. He could feel the blush burning under his white-green furred cheeks as he stared into the smiling tipsy dragon's face. 
The otter felt himself get closer and closer, lifting onto his tiptoes to reach, the liquid courage taking over again. The dragon seemed to get closer too, slowly bending towards him. But he had to be imagining it, right? The otter felt his muzzle touch against the dragon's snout, and felt their mouths close against each other; Dale returning his advances and making the little otter melt against him, the dragon’s strong arms holding him as the otter lost himself to the kiss. 
The dragon broke the kiss and gave Kaio a toothy grin. "Been wondering when you were going to do that." 
The otter stammered more, his blush had to be reaching his little ears. So many thoughts swarmed his head. He felt the same after all! What did that mean for their friendship, what was he going to say, what was he going to do? But, in that moment, he wanted nothing more than to keep kissing.
The dragon lifted him into his lap and rubbed the otter’s slick back. "Well, least we'll have one great night together!"  Dale growled deeply into the otter’s ear, eliciting a natural shiver response from the otter mixed with his excitement of spending the night with the dragon. The two of them sharing a couple more drinks at the bar before heading to the dragon's home, a so-long gift of champagne given to Kaio in the dragon's thick claws.

The otter held the large arm and claw as they walked together paw to claw and he rubbed and explored the dragon's arm muscles as much as he could. By the time they made it into the house, the otter had begun exploring the scaley's other arm and his legs, getting himself excited and huffy. The dragon happily let the ott, it was working him up as well, and he had a long night planned for the two of them.
Blushing and looking up at Dale, Kaio stammered out that he was going to freshen up. His hard-on obviously standing up in his pants, bulging the waistband. The dragon had seen it before when the tiny mammal was teased just right- the otter quickly hiding away or running off with an excuse- but this time he showed it off proudly, the two finally knowing how they both felt. The dragon didn't hide his either, his own excitement had grown the closer they came to the house, his musk filling the air with the scent of a needy dragon. It must have been driving the little creature insane with lust and he throbbed at that thought. The otter really wanted him and the dragon wanted him back. 
The dragon squeezed his crotch and growled softly. This may be his only chance and he was going to use it. He thought to the bottle of liquid hidden in his cupboard. It was experimental and only worked on those that wanted it to happen. The otter was intoxicated and horny enough, and had wanted him badly enough that Dale was sure it would work. It wouldn’t hurt if it didn’t, the only consequence would just end up being a waste of the dragon’s money.
As the otter left for the bathroom, the dragon ran to the kitchen, his boner bobbing about staining his pants, leaking more pre than he had with any other partner. He grabbed two glasses, and a bottle with a large caution label on it. He poured a tiny bit into one glass and let out a low moan, spurting more pre into his pants. Even if it didn't work, he still wanted to do naughty things with his friend, but he begged that his friend would accept his request and begged even more that if he did the glass' contents would work.
Jumping back on the couch with a thud and spreading his legs to let his throbbing member breathe a little better he popped the cork on the champagne bottle. He let out a gasp as the otter landed in his lap spilling out some of the champagne on him.
Dale gave a deep chuckle at the spill, teasing Kaio about how he is such a slippery otter. He finished the pour before handing the otter one of the glasses and slurped on his soaked claws, licking up the excess alcohol.
"To your new job! And... to tonight, wherever it may lead!" The dragon held out his glass and the otter on his lap clinked their glasses together before drinking it down. Drinking his down in one full gulp, Dale began to rub the otter all over his chest, exploring his body a bit more before carrying him into the bedroom.

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---"I need to know if you really want this. You know how much I want it." The dragon's mouth met the otter's again for a moment before breaking the kiss, saliva trailing between the two.
"I want what you want. I dun care if---"

---The otter felt so full, the dragon filling his insides till he felt so stretched, so used. He felt the slickness fill him, every crevice. He knew that he would be completely filled and he wanted it, wanted every part of it, despite the---

---The dragon rubbing against the otter, his face and body feeling warm as he pet and rubbed. The dragon humped hard against him, he begged for the dragon to cum in him. He needed it. It was perfect, everything he always wanted. He began to moan hard, the otters name invading his breaths as he rubbed against the otter harder. He slammed himself hard against the otter and the bed before letting out a howl and completely soaking the otter's insides. 
Kaio felt his entire body as if electricity flowed through it, shivering as his own orgasm went through his---  

---The two panted, Dale petting the otter softly, his body swollen with the dragon's cum the---

---dropping the otter off back home before Kaio finally fully blacked out for the night.

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Before even opening his eyes he felt it- his entire body ached, his head throbbed. He knew he’d overdone it. It took effort to finally open them, but as he did he didn’t feel the usual hangover symptoms: he wasn’t nauseated and the room wasn’t spinning, he was just sore and in pain, as if every part of his body was beaten to a pulp and he was just mush. He lifted his paws up to rub his eyes and just for a split second they seemed wrong, as if his arms were a bright white and his paws were clear. Light seemed to reflect off them against his face and he had to close his eyes, his head tensing up in pain. Slowly reopening them, adjusting to the light again, he just saw his normal blue-green paws staring back at him.
	He sat up with a groan, his entire body groaning in chorus with him. Ugh, finishing packing today was going to be a shit-show. But… the pain was really worth it! He thought to himself. He confessed his love to his best friend and he reciprocated, and then they… they…
	Kaio thought back to what they had done, only remembering the vaguest of thoughts and ideas, but he knew the dragon did use him, completely and fully. Dale used him. He remembered thinking about how incredibly bloated he was. Moaning out loud, he felt his member stir from his sheath. That must be why he was so sore. God, the dragon was huge. Kaio’s paw idly went down to rub at his peeking member and his eyes rolled back into his head in pleasure.
Collapsing back down onto his bed the otter went to town on himself, thinking about what the dragon probably did to him the night before. How he filled his tight tailhole, used his maw, rubbed himself against his sleek paws, soaked the otter full of his piss staining his white shell a subtle yellow-
The otter’s eyes shot open and his paw stopped, his dripping, throbbing member spurting a lil pre from his tip even as he lay there motionless and confused. W-wait what? Where the hell did that thought come from? His… shell? Yellow with… His thoughts slowly started fading like a dream after waking up, and he shook them off as being part of his weird dreamlike state from just waking. As quickly as they arrived they trailed back into his brain only for him to be left with the imagined ideas of what the dragon did to him the night before, putting together the pieces he could remember. His sleek paw worked over his dick, pumping hard, his balls so full and ready for release as if he had the hottest night, the night before building up a huge thick load, but never getting off. It must have been an amazing night for him to be so needy. His body tensed up his vision going completely blank as he reached his peak.

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The dragon squatted… as he changed positions. The otter felt it, his back end felt as it was feeling forced, stretched hard, a warm pressure pushing against his backside.
It pushed and pushed, the dragon groaning, the pressure almost too much for the poor otter. But he wanted it- needed it. The pressure finally released, sliding into the otter's body, the two of them moaning in relief...

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The otter's member finally relented, his first shot exploding out hard hitting him in his moaning, open muzzle as he remembered the dragon filling him for the first time. His tailhole must have been stretched so much. He remembered feeling the pain, and also his amazing relief, but it didn't matter: he was loved by his dragon. Shot after shot flowed from his overfilled balls onto his chest and belly soaking into his fur.
Kaio panted still holding his throbbing cock, his mind fuzzy, unable to think after cumming so hard. His breath slowed and his member slowly subsided back inside him. Unable to get up from his soreness and now sexual exhaustion, the otter slid back into a dream.

2

	A few days later Kaio stared throughout his new apartment, boxes strewn about. He didn’t want to unpack, he had just packed them up! He’d have all the time in the world to do it later, he wanted to get out and explore his new city. He also wanted to distract himself. He hadn’t spoken to Dale since that night. He was sure the dragon just thought he was busy with moving, but a little part of him was scared. A little voice in his head was screaming that the otter must have done something wrong and that he wanted to avoid the otter. He whimpered, but tried to shake off the feeling.
	Then there were the dreams. He couldn’t remember much except seeing the dragon, feeling the dragon’s warmth. But there were other things. Some smells, some sights that he couldn’t explain. One that really bothered him was the vision of him being in front of the dragon, he could feel he was held by him, but in the mirror it was just the dragon wearing a strange green-blue and white garment with his bulge pushing against it. It was disconcerting to him, he was there yet he didn't see himself. It had to be something his brain made up- it was incomprehensible to his conscious brain. But, the dream had come to him more than once.
	The ott walked through the street lost in his thoughts. His reflection was shown in the store windows he passed, just his usual fluffy ottery self. Seeing his fur slightly standing up on his cheek he stopped and stared into the window like a mirror and licked at his paw slightly. He started rubbing his cheek with his slick paw to get the fur to lay back down. He wanted to make a good impression with the boss he was meeting today after all. He carefully, agonizingly focused onto his cheek, trying to get the fur to flatten. His eyes became unfocused on anything else until he finally finished and pulled back to look himself over once more. As his eyes corrected, all he saw staring back at him in the reflection was a blurry white hourglass figure. Not any animal he recognized, this shape was unknown to him, but somehow vaguely familiar. And yet it was him. He felt his heart beat faster and faster as he blinked and rubbed quickly at his eyes.
	Opening his eyes and staring again at the window in front of him, he again saw the figure and his panic rose more. His eyes finally fully refocusing, he let out a big sigh as his brain finally let him see that the shape was a reflection of a white building behind him, mixing with his own reflection and the sun that was glaring down at them, blinding the reflection just enough for him to not see his blueish-green fur.
	The otter shook his head, mumbling to himself about the stress of the new everything getting to him and chuckled to himself. He smiled to himself thinking back; it would be easier if he had his dragon with him though. 
    He lost himself in thought again as he went back to exploring the city.

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	About an hour later Kaio arrived at his new place of work, a daycare. It was one connected to a large place of work that he didn’t quite know what they did, but honestly didn’t care about. What he did care about was finally getting to live his dream job of childcare finally. All his doubts about leaving his old job and his crush faded away when he saw the room. Everything looked so soft- from the pastel colored foam floor, to the indoor play equipment that must have been covered with some kind of padded material. His tail inadvertently began to wag as he visually explored the place.
	He introduced himself to his boss, a skinny lion with a short mane and the only person who was currently in the building as it was the weekend and the workspace next door was closed. The ott was given strict rules on not going into the site next door due to some reason or another, though whatever else the boss told him about it immediately left his mind. It wasn’t too important to him, he didn't care about what was next door. His mind was still exploring what must have been a very costly environment.
	The boss smiled and clapped him on the shoulder, jerking Kaio out of his thoughts and back into reality. “Feel free to explore the space, you’ll need to get to know every nook and cranny around here soon enough. The little monsters will hide from you every chance you get, and they will find the weirdest places to hide.” He chuckled to himself as if remembering a similar event that happened to himself. “And then we’ll see you tomorrow, bright and early! The office starts at 9, so we start at 7!”
	Walking away and leaving Kaio to himself, the otter got up and finally began to physically look around. The playspace was huge- monkey bars, slides, teeter-totters filled the area. There next to it was a story hour nook: an adorable fake forest with a large stump seat for the caretakers and smaller seats, bean bag bushes and small stumps, surrounding for the kids to sit on. He passed by the kitchen, which had two fridges- one with a code lock for the adults and one that the kids could have access to. And there were small and large tables for eating in the dining area next to it. Everything was decorated in pastel colors. He didn’t know if it was the colors reacting with his brain or if it was just the fact that he was finally here, but he felt ecstatic and happy! Everything just felt right, and everything was good…
	The ott stopped dead in his tracks as he passed by the diaper changing area for the young furs (and for the older ones that still needed help during nap time). His mind went almost fully blank. He felt a blush heat up under his fur on his cheeks and began to sweat. Forgetting where he was, the otter focused only on that room, beelining his way directly there.
	There were multiple tables there, some were even for furs larger than adult otters are when they are just cubs. Like a horse, or a dragon… his mind drifted even more as he thought about a diapered dragon, the singularity of thought exploding more and more into what felt like a release of a memory hidden in the depths of his mind.

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	Dale blushed profusely as he stood there, staring into the mirror with the blueish-green and white diaper on his crotch.
	“S-so what do you think?”
	The otter’s vision was askew and he couldn’t remember seeing himself in the mirror but he looked up and down that manly, muscley, thick dragon’s body and even while seeing him wear such a childish object, the otter couldn’t help but smile to himself. Maybe it was the fact that his crush had an even softer side that he was showing the ott, a side that was embarrassing for the dragon himself, but it made his heart beat even faster.
	Kaio could remember thinking that it was incredibly sexy to finally show this deeply hidden side to him. He must have said it out loud too, the dragon closing his eyes and letting out a deep thankful sigh. As Dale stood there he saw the dragon- in contrast to the object he was wearing- show off his muscles, teasingly.
	Kaio still couldn’t remember where he was in the room as he stared into the mirror, but that was okay. He felt like he made the dragon’s night with that statement.

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	Kaio blinked, remembering that the dragon wore diapers at night. Wow, poor Dale, what a secret he had to hide. But he didn’t have to hide it anymore and… Wait! What if that’s why he hasn’t called! The otter felt saddened instantly. What if he was embarrassed and worried that Kaio wouldn’t be okay with him sober and he didn’t know how to bring it back up. The otter instantly pulled up his phone and texted a heart to the dragon. Well… at least he’d know I still care about him if nothing else.
	As the ott began to walk out of the room, his eyes shifted to the multiple diaper pails sitting at the room’s exit. A strange feeling began to fill his chest and once again he absent mindedly walked towards another part of the room, right up to them. He stared down at one of the pails and instantly smelled a hint of the diapers from the past few days, taken out just a day or two ago. The scent brought up memories of that night as well. The dragon must have had an accident overnight, especially with the drinking. But it was okay. He’d dealt with much much worse during child care training. He laughed to himself, but resolved to make sure the dragon was comfortable with it some day soon. The otter smiled and left the room, his eyes jerking back on the pail once more for some reason.

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	A couple of days later, Kaio had finally begun to get into a groove at work. Taking care of all the cubs was a cinch for him, all his hard work had paid off. If only his physical state was as good as he was mentally feeling. He couldn’t explain why, but ever since his first day here, everything felt off. Each night, he felt a twinge in his mind harkening back to the feelings of when he saw the changing room and the pail. He was sure it was just because he missed his best friend and that the last time he saw him was related in some way to that room.
	Dale hadn’t been picking up his phone either. Every day he would text or call the dragon and yet he never received an answer. He was starting to feel really bad about himself thinking maybe he did something wrong, especially after the dragon showed him some deep hidden part of himself. If he had done something wrong, Kaio wanted to apologize so much. He was even thinking of heading back to the old town this weekend to make sure the dragon knew how sorry he was- though he wasn't even sure yet that he even had anything to be sorry about to begin with.
	It was probably nothing… probably just busy with things of his own. It happens! Kaio whimpered to himself as he tried to believe that to be true.
	The otter’s distracted mind came back to the present as one of the senior staff started to wave her paw in front of his face. He blinked and looked down sheepishly, the older kangaroo woman seemingly annoyed that he had ignored everything she said.
	“Sorry, I’m having a weird day, could you repeat that?” Kaio blushed and smiled up at her towering figure, her brows furrowed as she stared at him, the otter trying to lay on the sheepishness angle he felt he was always good at using to keep her from getting angry.
	She sighed and began walking to the fridge and shook her head. “Just… ugh. Nevermind, I'll take care of it. But, two of the pails in the changing room are close to full and lunch time for the cubs is right around the corner- we'll probably need them sooner than later. Would you mind emptying them?”
	The otter gulped and stood still for a moment, staring off into his memories. The changing room? Of course it had to be the changing room. Why was it causing him all these weird feelings and thoughts today? Nonetheless, he had to take care of it, right? The pails were full of used diapers that had to be tossed, and he couldn't just leave it. His nose twitched and scrunched up as he was lost in thought, as if the memory of the scent of a used diaper was beginning to form in his mind, a memory of that day. He could smell the dragon scent, his scent, and the scent of a strongly used, well abused diaper covering up his own somehow. Not replacing it, but adding to…
	The roo turned toward him, fridge door still clutched in her paw, her sudden movement jerking him out of his memories. “You can’t be distracted again already, like come on.”
	“N-no no.” Kaio blushed again and gulped at her more aggressive stance towards him. “I was just thinking about the best way to get the bags out with all the kids around. Never done it before.”
	She chuckled back and shook her head. “Don’t worry about the kids, they’ll move when they smell all of the diapers.”
	Kaio laughed half-heartedly at her joke and walked out of the kitchen area towards the changing room. He wiped his hair fluff and felt the sweat under his fur. What am I so nervous about? Why am I so hot?! It’s just a bunch of trash I have to get rid of!
	Entering the room, Kaio turned towards the pails and went wide eyed as he realized just what he agreed to do. The pails were almost exactly his size. He looked around to see if anyone was in the room to help. Getting the bag out of the pail was going to be an ordeal, let alone carrying a full bag through the daycare. No one was around to help him, of course. He cursed under his breath at the roo, who was probably doing it as a way to get back at him for not listening at all to her, as he pulled the top off the first pail.
	The first thing that hit him was the  scent of a ton of soaked larger diapers. It had to be the nap crowd’s diapers. Luckily the pail didn’t seem that disgusting, most weren't fully used; almost all of the nap crowd were just bedwetters after all. He smiled, at least he had a bit of luck right now. Pulling the edges of the bag off the pail he began to try to lift the bag out of its sunken home. The heaviness of all the soaked diapers and his size led to it being slow going, the bag maybe moving half an inch with each pull. The bag felt as if it was suctioned to the plastic receptacle. 
	Getting frustrated the otter positioned his feet apart in a wider stance and gripped the bag tightly, giving it a hard pull. The bag finally gave way and slid upwards towards him, about 4 inches at once this time. He didn’t think it through though, and as soon as he stopped pulling gravity took over. The bag was pulled back down with a heavier strength than he expected, sinking the entire length he had managed to get out back in quickly and pulling him forward. He fell inward, his face landing directly onto the top of the open pail.
	His conscious mind felt that he should jump up and scream, but every other part of him (and a twinge from his unconscious thoughts, a flood of strange emotion flowing throughout him) wouldn’t let him. He felt the warm, wet, stained diapers against him, smelled their urine soaked scent and his eyes rolled towards the back of his head, being overwhelmed with good feelings. He felt he was right where he belonged and for that moment all his weird thoughts and doubts he had the last week, and all his body's off feelings, were gone. His mind cleared, thoughts empty. He was home.
	His mind slowly came back to reality as he heard a laugh and felt a larger paw pick him up and dropped him back on his feet. The otter looked around quickly and saw the roo standing there laughing. “Well that was the funniest thing I’ve seen in a while now.” She grabbed the bag and pulled it out, dropping it with a slight squish. “Next one you’re on your own though!” She laughed more and walked out, leaving the bag for the ott to take out.
Grabbing the bag and tying it up, the otter began to carry (though occasionally drag) the heavy and large object out towards the trash. Kaio’s entire face felt flushed, not only with exertion from the pulling; his weird feelings and emotions came flooding back after disappearing in the strangest way, and besides that he was incredibly embarrassed. He wanted to hide from it all. Reaching the dumpster, the otter sighed and saw that it was taller than him. He would have to leave the bags next to the bin. Walking back inside, he saw the kangaroo woman giggling to herself as she noticed him. The otter tried to ignore her and grumpily headed back towards the changing room for the last bag. He couldn’t be on bag duty anymore after this. He would have to explain to his boss that it was literally impossible.
	Already he found himself standing back in the changing room, and looked at the empty pail. He grabbed a bag and put it in. Standing on the edges of the bin he attached the bag to the plastic and slid the lid on while climbing off. He panted as he looked at his handiwork, hoping it would hold as caretakers dropped used diaper after used diaper into it. 
	Turning to the next mountain to conquer, the otter pulled the lid slightly off the second pail and was hit with a much stronger scent this time. He grimaced at the smell but he was surprised at it not being too bad as it filled his nostrils. What happened next the otter would never be able to explain. It was as if his mind was on autopilot. He needed to feel the same feeling’s again. Sliding his head under the pail lid, he pushed his muzzle against the warm, used diapers. The scent was much much worse this close, but his brain seemed to say that it was okay, that that is what he should be okay with. 
	He closed his eyes and pushed his muzzle in more, letting the gross diapers spread around and surround the muzzle as it tunneled into the pail deeper and deeper. He wanted to gag, but he also felt comfort. He needed to get in deeper. He felt that with all his body. The ott pulled himself. A part of him begged to stop, gagged at the thought of what he had just done. That part was pulling him away from the pail and sadness overcame him. He belonged inside there, he knew that. That’s all his mind told him. Overcoming that part in his mind he finally knew what he had to do. Gone was Kaio the otter, and all that remained was Kaio the used diaper, needing to return to the diaper pail. He was on autopilot. He dragged the pail towards the changing table and climbed up on it, sliding himself in once again- feet first this time. The warmth and smell took over all his senses as he slowly slid in. His entire body slowly but surely became surrounded with the disgusting used diapers.  He grabbed at the lid and as it closed above him, he knew that this was where he belonged for the time being. His muzzle slowly went under the pile closing him off from the world outside the pail and his mind wandered off to another time and place.

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….As the otter left for the bathroom, the dragon ran to the kitchen, his boner bobbing in and staining his pants, leaking more pre than he had with any other partner, and grabbed two glasses, and a bottle with a large caution label on it. He poured a tiny bit into one glass and let out a low moan, spurting more pre into his pants. Even if it didn't work, he still wanted to do naughty things with his friend, but he begged that his friend would accept his request and begged even more that if he did the glass' contents would work.
Jumping back on the couch with a thud and spreading his legs to let his throbbing member breathe a little better he popped the cork on the champagne bottle. He let out a gasp as the otter landed in his lap spilling out some of the champagne on him.
Dale gave a deep chuckle at the spill, teasing Kaio about how he is such a slippery otter, finishing the pour before handing the otter one of the glasses and slurping on his soaked claws, licking up the excess alcohol.
"To your new job! And... to tonight, wherever it may lead!" The dragon held out his glass and the otter on his lap clinked their glasses together before drinking it down. Dale drank his and began to rub the otter on his chest, exploring all over before carrying him into the bedroom.
	The dragon pulled the otter in and gave him a deep kiss on his lips as he carried him, the two’s affection for each other fully exposed to one another.
	The dragon sat the otter on his lap, running his paws all over the smaller, adorable body in front of him. He didn’t know how to begin, there was so much running through his mind. Lost in thought he didn’t even notice the otter slip from his lap and slide his head between his thighs. He was jerked out of his thoughts by the tongue exploring his hard on.
Dale gasped and almost came there. But he didn’t want to just yet. His horniness was the only thing keeping this crazy idea in his head. He breathed in deep and pulled the otter off his crotch, spurting a bit of pre on his nose. The dragon pulled him into his lap and rubbed at the otter’s own hard on and began to explain his desires.

"I need to know if you really want this. You know how much I want it." The dragon's mouth met the otter's again for a moment before breaking the kiss, saliva trailing between the two.
"I want what you want. I dun care if it is really strange. I want to do anything and everything for you." The otter’s cock throbbed and he inhaled sharply as pre dripped from it onto the dragon’s paw. “I… I want… I want to be your diaper.”
The dragon felt it first, the otter’s member in his paw softening almost instantly. Not like it would be if Kaio was turned off. No, this was like it turned to a different material all together. He almost came as he watched the scene in front of him. The words uttered by the otter buzzing through his tipsy mind. He wanted to be anything for him, he was going to be his diaper!
The otter let out a squeak as his entire body transformed, becoming an hourglass shape, with blue-green and white plastic outsides and a super thick, fluffy inside. Picking him up, the dragon looked the otter-diap over, accidentally shooting pre onto the diaper shell. He blushed. This… he wanted this so bad for so long. It was finally happening.
The dragon lay the diaper down onto the ground and laid atop it, shuffling against the otter as he tried to line himself up just right. The otter felt the weird sensation of being pulled up against the front of the dragon, and felt something push against him. Something hard, and wet. The otter realised what it was right away and couldn't do anything but blush.
Walking up to the mirror in the room, the dragon rubbed all over the diaper, making sure he was on properly. Dale blushed profusely as he stood there, staring into the mirror with the blueish-green and white diaper on his crotch.
	“S-so what do you think?”
	The otter’s vision was askew and at first he couldn’t see himself in the mirror but he looked up and down that manly, muscley, thick, dragon’s body and saw him standing there wearing such a childish object, the otter couldn’t help but smile to himself. He knew then that the childish object was him. And under that object was the thing that was pushing against him: the dragon’s large, hard member. It made his heart beat even faster.
	Kaio could remember thinking that it was sexy to finally show this deeply hidden side to the ott. The dragon must have sensed the otter’s happiness, the diaper squeezing around his member. The dragon closed his eyes and let out a deep thankful sigh and the dragon, in contrast to the object he was wearing, showed off his muscles- or so the otter thought as the dragon squatted a few times before standing up, readjusting the diaper-otter.
The dragon squatted again stretching the crinkly form around the waist, the tapes pulling against the plastic as he changed positions. The otter felt it, his back end felt as it was feeling forced, stretched hard, a warm pressure pushing against his backside.
It pushed and pushed, the dragon groaning, the pressure almost too much for the poor otter. But he wanted it- needed it. The pressure finally released, sliding into the otter's body, the two of them moaning in relief, the dragon’s huge load drooping the backside of his diaper. The otter couldn’t believe what had just happened. He felt extremely embarrassed, extremely grossed out, extremely used… but the relief and the new pressure against his front side made him feel that somehow despite all those feelings, this was right. His dragon was so turned on, and that made him turned on.
	The dragon rubbed the front, and the otter-diaper felt a shiver flow throughout him. It caused his material to squelch the inside-grossness around, but he felt a happiness flow through him. The dragon grunted again and he felt the backside pressure begin anew, the dragon’s earlier mud being pushed forward and to the side to make way for the new bulging pile of dragon mess.
The otter felt so full, the dragon filling his insides till he felt so stretched, so used. He felt the slickness fill him, every crevice. He knew that he would be completely filled and he wanted it- he wanted every part of it- despite the weirdness of being the dragon’s diaper.
Kaio looked back into the mirror and saw his diaper backside bulging under the dragon, pushing further and further. It was surreal, but he couldn’t help but enjoy it seeing the look in the dragon’s eyes again, and the throbbing member that threatened to rip his front side open with how hard and throbbing it was. Then he felt it, and saw it, and tasted it. The front side of the diaper slowly, shurredly began to yellow. The booze filled dragon finally freeing his bladder into the living diaper he wore. Kaio felt himself become drenched with the liquid, as if he was in the wettest rain storm of his life. He tasted the booze in his piss and felt his body absorb whatever was left of it. Feeling his own tipsiness return, the otter felt himself absentmindedly squeezing himself against the crotch of his friend, his new lover, his new user.
	The dragon growled playfully. “Oh wow, are you enjoying it that much?” He moaned and gripped the front of the diaper again, giving tougher and rougher rubs and tugs against his crotch. He moaned and grabbed a chair, sitting down right in front of the mirror to continue to let the otter-diaper see the dragon use him.

	The diaper squelched and crinkled loudly, the dragon rubbing against the otter, his face and body feeling warm as he pet and rubbed. The dragon humped hard against him, he begged for the dragon to cum in him. He needed it. It was perfect, everything he always wanted. He began to moan hard, the otters name invading his breaths as he rubbed against the otter harder. He slammed himself hard against the otter and the bed before letting out a howl and completely soaking the otter's insides. 
Kaio felt his entire body as if electricity flowed through it, shivering as his own orgasm went through his diapered body. A cumless orgasm due to his new, now perfect as his own mind described it to him, body shape. The strongest orgasm he had ever had. He was hooked. He loved his dragon, he loved his dragon’s weird obsession and fetish, he even loved his dragon’s gross mess squished throughout his body. He wanted to be his diaper forever.
	Dale collapsed into the chair and the two panted, Dale petting the otter softly, his body swollen with the dragon's cum the dragon telling him he’d love for him to be his diaper forever. The dragon growled playfully, “Maybe you will be soon enough.”
Untaping the otter diaper from his crotch and balling the incredibly full diaper up, he carried the otter to the pail and gave him a kiss on the swollen diaper print. “I hope you love your new home.”
The dragon chuckled and opened up a diaper pail in the bathroom. He smiled and kissed him again before dropping the otter into the pail. The dragon chuckled as he saw Kaio pass out and turn back into his normal otter self, covered in the dragon’s other used diapers throughout the week. Dale picked up his new lover and washed him off as well as he could, eventually dropping the otter off back home before Kaio finally fully blacked out for the night.

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	Coming back to reality, deep in the pail at the daycare, the otter couldn’t help but blush at everything that just came back to him. Everything that happened this week finally made sense. He was the dragon’s diaper. He was a used diaper and he belonged in the pail. This was his home and where he belonged. His body tensed and he gasped, breathing in the disgusting smells once more as he came.
	The otter sat there panting, diapers all around him, covering most of his small body except for his eyes and top of head. He sat there for a bit composing himself before trying to grip the side of the bin and pull himself out. Tensing his arm muscle he realised that he was stuck in place, the gross diapers settling their heavy and full contents all around him anchoring him in place where he sank. He wiggled and pulled only to feel the diapers seeming to squelch into places to hold him down even better. He tried opening his muzzle to call out for help, but realized if he opened his maw any more the diaper directly in his sight, full and stinking, would slide into his muzzle to gag him. He whimpered and hoped that someone would notice him gone and might realize his predicament.
	That hope faded as time went on longer and longer.

	Finally, Kaio heard a familiar voice cooing at a kid. “There, there. It happens to everyone, don’t take it too hard, just next time try harder to get to the potty!” It was the kangaroo! She knew he had pail duty! He was saved!
	Hearing her feet get closer and closer he tried to wiggle more; maybe she’d notice this one moving and open up to see him inside, trapped! He kept trying, and his brain shut off any other thoughts but trying. He opened his muzzle wide to call out “help!” Instantly, he knew it was a bad idea as the disgusting balled up diaper dropped into his maw and gagged him just right so only whimpers could get through. He whined and tried to spit it out to no avail, arms pushing and tensing hard against the weight of many full diapers pushing him down trying to help. It was then that the light came in and he felt the fresh air come through.
	“Oh jeeze!” She quickly closed the lid as the smell hit her. “That stupid otter must have ran off. God, he’s fired for this!”
	The otter whined loud and tried wiggling to the best of his limited ability, trying his hardest to tell her that he was trapped inside, but the next time the lid opened a large, freshly filled warm diaper dropped directly on his head, covering up any light he had and any hope that she would see him, trapping him inside- in between all the other diapers.
	Yes the other diapers, his brain reminded him. You’re still nothing more than a used diaper. He whimpered to himself, the diaper in his muzzle still not letting noise escape past. This was all he was forever more. A used diaper stuck in a bag of fellow used diapers.
He felt himself being lifted upwards, still in the bag, and realised that he was being taken out. He was going to be nothing more than a discarded diaper like the ones in the bag he had taken out earlier. He was bounced into the rest of the used diapers, smushing and squelching all around him as the roo grunted, holding the bag over her shoulder and making her way outside. He was hoping that maybe it’ll shake him loose, maybe he’ll find his way out of the bag once it was dropped outside. 

	With a grunt the roo dropped the bag off next to the other bag of used diapers and cursed. “Where the hell does he get off leaving them out of the dumpster? Ugh… lazy little…”
	He heard her grunt again as she picked up the first bag. Trying again he felt his hope of escape fade. He couldn't get his paws or legs free no matter how much he pulled. A large thump echoed as the first bag hit the inside of the dumpster and the otter knew that he was next to go in. Feeling himself being lifted he tried to call out, but the diaper sitting in his maw continued to muzzle his calls into barely a peep. She grunted, cursing how heavy this bag was compared to the other when he heard a muffled voice. The bag was then dropped, smushing the diapers more to him.
	“Hey, that looks heavy, you need any help?” That voice… it sounded familiar.
	“Yeah, it’s too heavy for me. It just needs to be tossed in. Can you do that?” The roo used the voice she used on him earlier, the voice she seemed to use when she wanted to be liked by someone… or to get something out of someone.
	“Sure! You go back inside! Those kiddos aren’t going to help themselves!” This voice- it really was familiar.
	The kangaroo walked off and the otter felt the presence of the other come close. Picking up the bag with ease, Kaio waited to be thrown into the metal can but it never came. Instead he once again felt the bounce of being carried over someone's shoulder.
	He then felt the bag and himself thrown onto soft ground.
	Confused and nervous about this new and random individual, the otter wiggled more and more trying to free himself. Finally, with all the bouncing and smooshing he was able to free one arm, then another, then pull the gross diaper from his maw and claw his way to the opening of the bag. Tearing it open he was first met with bright light- he hadn’t even considered how long he had been trapped in the dark under the diapers. Shielding his eyes with a paw the otter looked up at the figure in front of him. Slowly as his eyes got used to the light, he saw him standing there- he saw his dragon looking right at him, coming to rescue him!
	Dale chuckled as he looked at the dirty and stinking otter in front of him, diapers surrounding him. “Figured you’d eventually need to be in your proper place. So I asked your employer to know when you were acting weird or if you disappeared” He smiled at the confused otter. “You are my diaper, and you will always be my diaper. Let’s get you cleaned up, and then let's get you…“ he pointed towards his crotch, “home.”
	The otter felt his face flush, so many emotions coming out of him. He tried to say okay but all he could let out was an “o-” before he came again in his pants. He was going to be with his dragon. He was going to be his diaper forever. And that was all he wanted to be.

Epilogue

	Kaio kissed the dragon deeply, his tongue exploring the dragon’s maw as they cuddled together, the two of them sharing their three month anniversary. The two lovers had moved in together quickly after Kaio’s failed job and the birth of a new meaning in his life; the two enjoying each other's company and uses from then on. 
	Kaio smiled, running his paws over the dragon’s muscle gut and down his crotch and his large length. The ott knew this area very well now- every night the bedwetting dragon wore the otter, the two sleeping together in the very abnormal, but incredibly loving and trusting, fashion. Not once did the otter diaper leak for the dragon. He absorbed everything he ever gave him and more, his love for the large beast always adding to his diaper fluff. 
	But tonight was a different night. Tonight they were going to recreate their first night. The otter wanted the dragon to fill him with all his piss, muck and love. He wanted to watch it in the mirror. Kaio had been planning this for a while as a surprise. Yes, they’d done similar naughtiness and fun before since that night, but not like this. 
	Slipping in a laxative and a horny pill into the dragon’s food, the otter gave him the details of what he wanted tonight. And that he was going to get it no matter what. Dale was shocked at his diaper’s dominance, but he felt his cock grow hard at the thought. He didn’t know if it was the pills kicking in already or if this side of his otter-diaper drove him more wild than he thought possible, but the dragon needed him to become the diaper right away.
	Kaio smiled and walked over, teasing him, a glass in hand. The ott whispered in his ear, telling him about the fridge being stocked with booze. He really wanted to be used hard and thoroughly. He then felt it as he finished his drink with the little special formula inside, his body began turning into its “natural state.”
	The diaper-otter collapsed in his perfectly cut hourglass shape right on top of the dragon's throbbing member, leaving Dale exploding hard into it from the sight.
	The dragon grabbed the now cum soaked diaper and pulled it under him, quickly taping it up as he felt the laxatives rumbling his stomach. Getting it on he blushed and waddled from the incredibly thick otter-diaper, thicker than ever before, towards the mirror. He barely made it before having to squat and let out load after load of dragon muck into the no longer fresh diaper.
	Panting hard from the intense messing, there was nothing the dragon could do but sit, smooshing and squelching the dragon's disgusting load around inside the otter-diaper. If he didn’t know how badly his diaper wanted it, he would have felt bad. It was so gross and mushy and the smell almost made him gag. But, he saw the face of the diaper in the mirror and he could swear it looked happy. His hard on continued to throb against the front and he began to rub at it knowing it would be a long, stinky, smooshy, wet, sticky and naughty night for the two of them.