Carried Away: part 1

Alex had finally met someone who really understood him. Sure, he didn't fit all of his wants and needs, but they seemed to really like each other and had enough in common that Alex was happy. He hoped he was the one that would sweep him off his feet and brush away all the worries and problems of everyday life. But, did that ever happen for anyone? Could someone like that even exist in reality? He wanted so badly to believe that all of life's problems could be solved with the replacement of a single person, but he knew life wasn’t that simple.

The cheetah sighed, rubbing his eyes and sliding off his bed. He knew he was only so caught up in his thoughts because he was nervous about his trip. Alex paced around his room, relatively clean for a change with so much of clothes packed away. Savouring the evening chill and showing off every inch of himself. That oh so typical black and tan fur pattern washed over his body. With a lot less muscle tone than he’d have liked he pushed the line towards feminine, something he fought against with a reasonable mane of near black brown hair he kept well styled. Bare except for the diaper taped snugly around his waist, dotted with butterflies and more than a few of those faded. A fact that brought a tinge of pink to his cheeks when he considered it. Not to mention the thought of the man who made sure he was wearing them.

They’d met online, as was the case with most tales like their own. As a Wolf, he seemed to be every bit the stereotype that most people would picture. To a degree anyways. He was tall, charismatic and handsome. That toothy grin never failed to get a little smile out of Alex as well, even though it also sent a shiver down his spine. Even through the filter of a webcam and shaky internet, it was just as effective as if he stood just beside him. These little things were what made them start to like one another. The way he spoke gently to the cheetah, the way his eyes glowed with softness, contrasted with the fierce canine protection that is almost built into the species.

Over time they’d begun hinting at the idea of actually meeting in person for the first time, finally getting a chance to see just what they wanted out what they called a ‘relationship’. It started as a joke. Something to mention to make the other laugh, but it slowly turned into a serious idea. Then that idea became a plan, that plan was given steps, and then finally those steps were put into action. They would meet, and so soon Alex could hardly stand the wait, but not before they had one last chat the night before the flight.

Alex already had packed away his laptop, much to his irritation, so all he could do was throw on a blanket to cover up his spotted form and lie down again. His clothes already mostly packed, it was more hassle that he cared to deal with at that moment to get dressed. He crinkled as he laid across his bed, taking out his phone. At least he could still text. He pulled up the screen to his face, the soft glow of it's light with a picture of the wolf on the screen was quickly replaced by a chat window awaiting his response. The cold outside kept him mostly underneath the blanket like a tent, the glow from the phone lighting up the inside as he started typing his responses.

Daddy: Do you have everything packed for tomorrow?

Me: Yep, all packed, prepped and ready for the big flight..Hopefully it's not too boring. I read up and a lot of people say that long flights can get really boring.

Daddy: Well make sure you packed lots of coloring books and crayons, maybe a juice box and some crackers to snack on. Oh, and your paci in case you want to take a nap.

Me: Dadddyy..I don't wanna bring all that stuff on the plane. It's embarrassing and everyone will see.

Daddy: Yes, they will see. They'll see my princess get all fussy if she doesn't have her pacifier. Like you know you do.

There were a couple of minutes that passed by without any response. Alex just kind of, laid there underneath his blanket on the bed, his cheeks flushed and he dropped the phone screen down onto his tummy; Twitching his tail nervously, stirring the blanket and letting in a little of the cold. But the wolf probably knew that. He always knew what kind of effect he had on the kitten, and after those moments had passed the phone lit up with another message.

Daddy: You can stop pouting at anytime now, or are you just proving me right by showing that you can't be calm without it?

Another minute passed before the cheetah let out a huff and picked the phone back off his chest, quickly typing his response.

Me: You know you can be a real jerk with how easy you can push my buttons *pout*

Daddy: Of course I can. That's why I'm Daddy, silly girl. Now, speaking of my special powers of being Daddy. I think it's some little girl's bedtime. You've got a big day tomorrow.

Me: For once..I guess I agree with you. It is getting rather late, especially for you, so I suppose bed should be a thing.

Daddy: Good girl. Make sure you check yourself before bed, and I'm giving you permission to change if need be.

Me: Hey, I’m not wet!

Alex stopped for a moment to look away from his screen, a paw slowly reaching down between his legs to feel the now bulky, squishy material against him. A scowl slowly grew across his muzzle, grumbling internally that the wolf was right. Again.

Me: Ok..Maybe you’re right. But! I don’t need a change yet..Only a little wet.

Daddy: Sure you are, and in the morning you’ll wake up to a wet bed and no clothes to change into.

Me: !! So not fair..Guess I’ll change..I guess.*huff*

Daddy: And since you can’t seem to keep track of when you’re soggy, you’re flying padded too, Kitten. That’s not optional. Now, Daddy’s putting his foot down. Bedtime for all little Kittens. Goodnight, and I can’t wait to see you.

Daddy is now offline.

Alex tossed his phone over onto the bedside table and put his head into his hands, eyes shut tightly as he groaned before just speaking into the darkness. The various times of him talking to the wolf flashed as mental images. He had only ever seen one actual picture of him, but they had seen each other many times over webcam calling.

“Always so sweet, so nice..That last part though...” The cheetah found his paw once more wandering down between his legs, but with less innocent intentions then such a simple check this time. A soft purr welled in his throat, more images flashing, although ones of a more..Intimate nature. “Padded in public, whether I want it or not…” His paw slowly started moving up and down, the squishy plastic smoothing out and flattening beneath his touch as he pressed down. He started to squeak and whimper at the growing hardness pressing back against his paw, the soggy padding between them wrapping oh so perfectly around its form. That little taste of stricter control leaving him craving so much more. 

After a few moments of mewling and rubbing, Alex sighed and slowly opened his eyes. Moving his paw away from his crotch he let it fall to his side and just looked up at the ceiling, counting the little dots that speckled it’s surface before taking a breath. “I guess I should listen.The flight is early, plus...this could mean even more fun once I get there.” The cheetah chuckled to himself, looking across the room to see that his door was locked before he felt himself slowly, gently starting to drift off. The darkness gently taking him into that world he had only dreamed of.

Alex found himself in what seemed to be a modern style bedroom, filled with little except a large sized bed and a few dressers strewn about. He turned to look around but was met by the sudden feeling of something tightly gripping his wrist, tugging, pulling him towards the large bed. Yanking his arms back against it, until he was pinned down, arms spread apart. Legs kicking and thrashing until they too were secured with what Alex could now see was rope. He opened his muzzle to protest, but found it held fast much like his limbs, the feeling of something jammed inside sent a small chill sent down his spine, looking down to observe his bonds.

That wasn’t all he saw covering him, however. The cheetah was diapered and exposed; not exactly a strange sight but the sheer thickness of it was on the other hand. The soft, baby pink and crinkly material was forcing his thighs spread a good distance apart. The feminine print plain save for little white hearts dotted all around it’s surface. Some looked heavily faded though, the reason easily confirmed as he shifted his hips to move, the sound of squishing making him splay out his ears. He was soaked, and not just slightly. Based on easily it was keeping its shape when he moved, it had to be close to leaking. Across the room he heard a chuckle and a moment later, he saw who it belonged to.

From across the room came that oh so familiar face of the wolf, that toothy grin of his on full display as he came slightly waddling across the room over to the secured kitten. Once he reached the bed, he extended a paw and rubbed it up and down Alex’s tummy. The kitten tried to lean away from the attentions, but found that the ropes held him still. The wolf’s smile not fading for a moment until he spoke “Whoa there, fussy kitten. Do you not like your surprise?”

Alex tried to answer, but was reminded that his muzzle was still in a similar situation to his limbs, stuck in place. Not only was there some sort of muzzle buckled firmly onto him to keep his mouth pinned shut, but he could feel something wedged in there as well. The familiar feeling of shaped rubber brushed over his tongue when he explored the shape of what had to be his pacifier and the realization that made the poor kitten turn a tad pink. The wolf chuckled again, teasingly booping Alex on his uncovered nose. “Silly girl. You’re much too little to be able to talk yet.”

Alex began to tug heavily against the restraints holding him to the bed. The feline letting out adorably muffled whines as he looked up at the wolf, pleading wordlessly to be let go. The wolf slowly shook his head, he didn’t seem to have any plans on doing that. Instead, the wolf’s rubbing paw started to wander up and down, from Alex’s throat down to his navel and back up again. Each time going just a little lower until the canine finally reached the kitten’s soggy crotch where it lingered. Still as anything for a few long, teasing moments until the rubbings started once more, though this time they were focused entirely on Alex’s diaper. The sounds of crinkling, squishing and the poor kitten’s muffled mewls from around his pacifier echoed into the room. “Aww, what's the matter little girl, is there something you need? Do you like when Daddy rubs your soggies? You’re going to need to let Daddy know if you need more.”

Alex whimpered in response, squirming against the wolf’s attentions. His face flushed and the feeling of need swelling up inside him; the front of his diapers tenting with his little length as he found himself nodding to the other’s words without hesitation. He rolled slowly from side to side trying to stimulate himself, but when the wolf noticed the rubbing slowly stopped and he and tsked a few times, accompanied by a mock face of disapproval.

Alex suddenly felt a harsh stinging sensation hit his rear, the sound of the spank meeting his soggy seat ringing out as he winced and closed one his eyes. “Bad girl,” The wolf growled softly, “Daddy decides when his kitten make stickies, not you… luckily for my little girl, seeing you like this has gotten Daddy all worked up too.” The wolf grinned and slowly climbed on top of Alex, leaning up on his knees afterwards as he rubbed at his crotch. There was the outline of padding there, yes, but nowhere near as thick as Alex’s own, and the bulge was much more pronounced.

The wolf leaned down, his glacier blue eyes locked to Alex’s the entire way, holding him prisoner until he was underneath of his chin. Moments later the feeling of wet softness sent a shiver down the poor cheetah’s spine, giving him no time to recover as the sting of teeth pressed to his throat came, the wolf holding him in place. Alex let out a muffled whine and tried to arch his back up off the bed, met with yet another swat to his soggy rear for his trouble. “Stay still kitten...Be a good girl.” The wolf’s gentle urging made him whimper once more, but he did as he was told. The kitten laying still save for the instinctual movements he couldn’t help from; even when the sound of crinkling and a belt being unbuckled came to the kitten’s ears.

Alex could just barely look down his muzzle with the way the wolf was biting at his neck. Just able to see the hands working at pulling down his pants, slowed down further when one of those hands instead drifted up to pushed the kitten forcibly back into the bed. Pinning him in place the wolf strengthened his grip on Alex’s throat, though not harshly. The sounds of more crinkling came next when the wolf began to pull the tapes on his own, still dry, diaper and let it fall open. Reaching back to undo his tail, the thing fell off and the wolf tossed it aside. His large, pointed length now bobbing freely, slapping against his thighs whenever he slightly shifted his weight, Alex’s eyes transfixed on it.

Alex shivered and closed his eyes as the wolf released his bite to lick up the side of his neck instead. That hot, wet tongue tracing across his cheek to his lips where he pressed his to Alex’s. The cheetah quickly lost himself in the sensation of the other’s tongue gently probing, rubbing and caressing his own. Soon he felt the wolf reaching down between his legs with his now unoccupied hand. He took hold of the soggy padding there, rubbing the material against his thigh before slowly starting to peel it aside. Chilled air brushed through but only for a moment, Alex feeling as if it took hours, days, or until the end of time with his feeling of need at an extreme level. The wolf could sense this, pushing his length in through the opening, pressing, rubbing tauntingly against the cheetah’s rear.

Alex was more than happy to oblige the wolf’s advances, spreading himself as much as the ropes would allow. The wolf wasted no time in making himself right at home as he plunged deep into the kitten’s trained rear, muffled sounds of moaning almost echoing off the walls from Alex’s response. The feel of himself half stuffed full with the Daddy wolf’s pointed dick was near enough to send the little thing over the edge instantly, but the cheetah wouldn’t be quite that lucky. 

The wolf began to thrust properly into his kitten, working more of his length in with every pump of his hips as he himself started to pant and light beads of sweat formed on his brow. “Mmph, have you been practicing sweetie? Still not quite an easy ride. Guess I’ll just have to stretch you out a bit more then.” Good on his promise the wolf picked up the pace, his knot already starting to swell up and push against Alex’s pert entrance with every heated stroke. Alex could only moan, squirm, whimper and buck his hips back into the wolf’s thrusts the best his bound state would allow him to, unable to beg for what he needed. That earned another half-chuckle from the wolf, one that was interrupted by a louder moan when he realized that Alex was starting to work his rear muscles a little, talking through that toothed grin of his “Such a desperate little kitten for Daddy. Maybe I should be nice and actually let you finish after I do.”

Alex’s eyes shot open at that and he started nodding quickly, mixing it with begging mewls and whimpers, his padding felt like it couldn’t stretch anymore. The cheetah’s length fully erect inside of the girly, sodden padding as his Daddy continued to breed him like he needed oh so badly.

The wolf started to pant and his length began to pulse inside of the big kitten’s rear, that knot getting closer and closer to just pushing itself inside. He slowly leaned away from the cheetah, looking at him in the eyes once more, their gaze showed no malice or harshness just care as he leaned forwards and pecked the kitten on the nose, then leaned up and whispered into Alex’s ear. “Can you be a brave girl for Daddy?” Alex whimpered once more, looking down the bridge of his muzzle at the now pulled back wolf and slowly nodded.

“Good girl.” 

Alex suddenly felt a sharp pressure in his rear, much harder to take than the earlier stretching, or the swats that he had received earlier to his soggy rear. The feeling of pure fullness echoed throughout his body as the large knot was driven home. Small, quick thrusts followed for only a few more moments until the wolf pushed Alex down into the bed with both paws. Tilting his head up and groaning as hot, sticky wolf cum began to flood the kitten’s insides, leaving him moaning in hazy pleasure as he squirmed back and forth across the beds surface, humping against his padding in a desperate attempt try and get off at the same time as his Daddy.

The wolf sensed this however and the sting of the knot increased as he bucked his hips once more, that toothed grin returning as he got the kitten’s attention. He sat leant back as much as being tied to Alex would allow him, on his knees once again as he looked down at the squirming mess that was his little girl. He slowly waved a finger back and forth, tsking him again as he chuckled to himself. When he leant down to whisper into the feline’s ear that grin had never left his features for a moment. “Daddy didn’t give you permission.”

Alex whined out once more, bucking against his padding but met with the firm grasp of the wolf holding him in place with one hand, the other coming up to cover the cheetah’s eyes. All he could focus on was the stiffness of his length, the sogginess of his diapers, the fullness of his belly, and wolf’s soft voice. “Shh..Rest now, kitten. You’ve had a big day. Daddy will change you in the morning.” The cheetah’s protests and complaints faded along with the world around him. The dream losing clarity as if to the wolf’s command as Alex fell into a deeper and very much frustrated sleep.

The next morning came with a glaring, shrill alarm after a somewhat restless night of tossing and turning for the big kitten. To his annoyance he woke up soaked, and clearly not just from his usual bed wetting issues, something he’d started developing when the wolf suggested he start being diapered before bed. The sticky reminder of just how much he’d enjoyed last night’s dream was waiting for him as he tugged at the front of his diaper to check. Alex splayed his ears and softly whimpered as he brushed his paw over the front of his squishy padding, brief flashes of the dream’s previous events flashing in his head before he could draw himself away, shaking his head to clear the thoughts. 

This was what he secretly wanted. To be controlled. Owned and made to do as someone else said without having any choice in the matter. The thought alone made the femmy little kitten quiver as he made his way to the bathroom for a quick shower and a hesitant diaper change. Once he was all cleaned off and with bag in toe, he started walking towards the door before the wolf’s words entered his head and he whined. With a sigh he stopped and packed the childish items he was told to, then grabbed his suitcase and everything he needed. Outside he heard a not so subtle honk, a sign from the Taxi outside waiting for him to hurry up.

Alex greeted the driver with a little wave, a friendly enough looking german shepherd  who returned the gesture and popped the trunk for cheetah to deposit his things, then motioned for him to climb inside. Alex did as instructed, then shut the car door behind him. He winced when he noticed a crinkling noise, but the shepherd didn’t seem to notice or react. He closed his eyes and sighed, tilting his head up before he looked at his bag laid next to him, lifting the flap a bit to peek at the items inside, then the wolf’s parting words came once more and he shivered and whispered as they pulled away towards the airport, slowly starting to doze off. “Why can’t he always be like that...”