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Sunlight flitted through an open window rising slowly until it shone into the eyes of the grey wolf laying on the bed. A low groan came from his lips as he raised a hand up to try and block the rays from beaming down on his face.

"My god... my head, how long was I asleep"

Still with his eyes closed he gingerly rubbed his forehead trying to piece together the events of last night. A bar, a lot of drinks, a really cute looking ash gray-scaled dragon and even more drinks with said dragon, no wonder his head was killing him. He slowly stretched his arms up thinking about checking his phone, hoping to find a new number in it or two, turning his head towards the golden glow of the window and looking out the window. Thank god I have the week off was his first thought, seeing how high the sun was in the sky and then the next realization made his stomach drop. He didn't recognize the colour of the walls... or why he was is a bed with sheets depicting cute cartoon animals and when he jumped out of bed in shock, why he was naked, well naked except for a rather large seeming diaper taped around his waist. He patted at it in shocked curiosity and winced at the loud crinkling that responded. Looking around the room for his phone, his clothes, really anything he could use to cover himself up or figure out what was going on when he heard footsteps coming towards the door.

"H-hello? Where am I?" he called to the approaching footsteps, grabbing the childish blanket off the bed and wrapping it around his body.

"Oh you're awake! Good I was starting to get a little worried for you, was just coming down to check on you" replied the faintly familiar voice on the other side of the door.

"Don't come in!" the panicked wolf shouted back to the other side of the door "I-I'm not decent!"

"Not decent?" The Dragon quizzically retorted as he opened the door and observed the shivering wolf. "Who do you think changed you out of your clothes last night?"

"Yeah what do you mean by that, what happened to my clothes?

"Well after what happened I had to throw them in the wash, they're in the dryer now so you'll have to wait a little bit"

The wolf was staring at the dragon in disbelief, slowly shaking of the groggy mental fog of the morning hangover as pieces began to fall into place, drinking too much and blacking out... being brought to someone else's house to have his clothes washed "Wait did I throw up last night or something?" he asked, still not quiet putting two and two together.

"No, nothing of the sort" The dragon approached chuckling "Let's just say you had a different sort of accident at the bar last night, that's why you're wearing this" The dragon draped one arm across the smaller wolf's shoulder before poking at the crinkling blanket bulge at the wolf's waist. "Wouldn't want you having another accident while asleep in my sheets now would we? Now don't be shy, leave the sheet on the bed I can deal with it later. In the meantime, I made us some breakfast and we can fill in the rest of the details there kiddo"

"Don't call me kiddo..." The defeated wolf sighed as he dropped the blanket in a lump on top of the bed exposing his padded behind once again. This is really weird he began pondering, but I have to at least hear him out on this after he's been so... accommodating. The wolf blushed and looked down at the floor as the dragon grabbed his hand and began leading him around the house, past so many doors, and down so many floors.

"What is this a mansion or something?" The curious wolf absent mindedly blurted out.

"Or something" the dragon responded instantly, not divulging any further detail "We're almost at the kitchen though, just one more floor"

"You've got to be kidding me..." The kitchen was massive, maybe bigger than the single room flat the wolf was renting and in the middle was a beautiful mahogany table with antique chair adorning it. All but one spot, the guest of honour seat wasn't the same, right next to the host's seat was a highchair, with a locking plastic tray. "well it's been great, buuuuut I've got to get to work soon so if you can just show me to my clothes and a place to change I can just ruuuuuuuuuun right on out of here." The wolf said, trying to put as much false confidence he could muster behind his voice.

"You kept telling me last night how you had an entire week off work so we could do 'whatever we wanted to' last night though, please take a seat. I insist, I'm sure you know which one is yours, oh unless you need me to lift you into it" He playfully added the last sentence with only a slight hint of patronizing energy.

"Thanks, but no thanks" the wolf grumbled as he stepped up and plopped himself down onto the hard wooden seat drumming his fingers along the handrail, thinking of the easiest way to explain this wasn't exactly what he had in mind when talking about doing whatever they wanted.

"So, I remember you telling me you would explain what was going on here with respect to all of this." Making a sweeping movement with his arms over his padding and the highchair he was currently sitting in. Waiting for a response he idly swung his legs, wow this really is a highchair, where do you even get something like this, it has to be custom, do they have a website for this kind of thing? The dragon's reply snapped his attention back to the matter at hand.

"Ah yes, I did, didn't I?" The dragon walked over to the wolf and with a practice hand, locked the tray in place trapping the wolf in his chair "But I also said we would have breakfast too!" His eyes were blazing with excitement as he smiled down at the now struggling wolf before retreating to the stovetop, humming to himself as he added some finishing touches out of sight of the wolf. What the hell is locking this thing, a rubik's cube? Fiddling around with the locking mechanism of the highchair before giving up and trying to push up on the armrests to lever himself out of the highchair but finding he couldn't slip his legs past the tray no matter how hard he tried. This is getting way too weird, I really should leave now, the wolf thought to himself as he began to struggle with almost no actual plan to escape the contraption he was in

"Careful" the dragon chided as he approached, carrying two silver platters to the table "I would hate for you to fall over and hurt yourself kiddo" laying one down at his spot and one on the wolf's tray.

"I told you to stop calling me that!" The flustered wolf cried. "Look I appreciate all your generosity, helping me out last night and all. But this is really weird, like I don't really want to judge, but why would you even have these things in your house? I didn't even know diapers like this existed and I'm not even sure I'm really into this..."

"Oh..." The dragon almost looked dejected, before he shrugged it off and removed the dish covering his plate revealing a plate brimming with bacon, eggs and toast. Along with a large cup of coffee and a glass of water on the side. "Well I appreciate your honesty, and I propose a little challenge then, if you make it through breakfast and you can keep yourself from having an accident and you can do whatever you want. We can stop this whole game with the diapers and high chairs, you can even get your clothes and walk out the door, I won't stop you. If you fail though, we keep playing by my rules, does that sound fair for you kiddo?" The dragon proposed and left off with one final comment before waiting on the wolf's answer. "One final piece of advice, you should eat before your meal gets cold. It won't be half as appetizing."

"That'll be easy!" The wolf said with absolute confidence. All I need to do is eat some bacon and eggs and I can leave, or maybe I could stay but cut out all this baby stuff, this guy does seem to have good intentions. I'm really hungry too, I can finish this quickly and we can both move on, I literally can't fail. Pulling the silver dish off his plate his heart sank for the second time of the day. Before him on the tray was just a large bowl of oatmeal with raisins in it, looking big enough to feed four wolves and a hilariously oversized sippy cup filled with what he prayed was apple juice. "But...wha?"

"Sorry, I only have dragon sized dishes, I guess I went a little overkill with the portions, you're my first guest in a while." The dragon smiled devilishly with just a hint of satisfaction under his gentle voice.

The wolf gulped and steeled his nerves, oatmeal wasn't exactly his first choice for breakfast, but he was quite acquainted with it. Dipping the plastic spoon with a smiling dog staring at him into the oatmeal he raised it back up to his mouth and gently blew on it to make sure it wasn't too hot and closed his eyes before swallowing it quickly. His eyes shot back open, the oatmeal, it was, actually good! The oats were cooked right, still firm enough to give texture that wasn't just pure mush, and the raisins were like sweet little bubbles that spread their flavour through the oatmeal as he chewed. He began to fork spoonful after spoonful into his mouth only stopping after realizing how dry his throat felt after his all night bender without any water since. He reached for the sippy cup and took an excited drink and... well it was just apple juice. But it tasted like the same brand he drank when he was just a pup, he wasn't sure if it was a coincidence but he also didn't care enough to stop eating and drinking to care. The dragon looked on with a smile and twinkle in his eye.

"I'm so glad you like it!" He cried out

Almost like he broke out of a spell the wolf realized what he was doing. Clearing his throat and catching his breath, he put on the most serious face he could and replied "Well it's not like it's bacon and eggs but you know, it's still really good"

"Of course, of course" The dragon chuckled once again and continued to watch the wolf scarf down the meal he had put in his special ingredients into, one of them being love. The other two were laxatives and diuretics, a lot of laxatives and diuretics. "Any minute now..." He muttered under his breath

The wolf didn't hear him though, he was preoccupied, the bowl was still more than halfway full but he was fulling far more than halfway full, he was stuffed. Another worrying problem was his stomach began to feel a little weird and made a growling sound as he shifted in his chair trying to cross his legs. "H-hey, I'm full, does this mean I'm done breakfast?"

The dragon let out a true laugh this time, from deep down in his chest, the wolf swore he saw a puff of smoke come out the dragon's nose when he snorted "That bowl is still looking a little full though, I can't call that finished could you? Here let me help you though..." grabbing the spoon from the wolf's hand he dipped it down into the bowl.

"Thank you" The oblivious wolf sighed "I really apprec-HRRRRK?" the last thing he said cut off by the spoon being gently guided to the back of his throat. Coughing and hacking he spat the oatmeal up on his chest feeling the warm mush hit his pecs. "Wh-what the hell was that for" He snarled.

"You thought I was going to eat this for you?" The dragon laughed again, "though I do apologize, I suppose I should have warned you about that, I promise I will next time." He pulled a napkin from a holder on the table and cleaned the mess off the wol'fs chest, then reaching behind his back pulled out a bib that said 'messy eater' and clipped it behind the wolf's neck.

"You planned that..."

"Maybe I did, maybe I didn't" The dragon coyly responded "Now... here comes the airplane~" the dragon teased making airplane noises and taking the most round about way of landing the 'plane' in the wolf's mouth.

"This... is... embarrassing..." the wolf said inbetween bite after bite of the now fully mush oatmeal. Bite after bite, getting fuller and fuller the wolf swore he was nearly bursting. In more ways than one, he was so distracted by the embarrassing scenario, he forgot the pressure that was building up in his bladder and bowels. "Please stop I need a break, I gotta, you know, go to the bathroom" the wolf pleaded.

"Alright fine, I suppose you ate enough." The dragon sighed "I'll just clean the table and then I'll let you out it'll only be a second."

"Hurry!" the wolf begged watching the dragon take the most roundabout way, taking each glass and plate to the sink one by one moving with as little urgency as possible. Meanwhile the wolf was nearly thrashing about trying to escape, feeling the pressure in his bladder rising and rising before, hsssssssssssss, the sound of water running in the sink. That was the final straw, the wolf heard the water rushing out of the tap and he stopped moving, sitting back in the seat, sighing in relief as his face relaxed, and he let go. Feeling the padding around his waist get instantly warmer and rapidly growing, struggling to contain the large amount of apple juice he was forced to drink. The hissing eventually stopped, the sink's and the diaper's as the wolf brought a curious hand down to his crotch and pressed down, feeling the warm and now squishy padding rubbing against him now, touching the strap that kept his legs from crossing and causing it to rub up against him every time he moved. The wolf was amazed, it felt amazing, he couldn't stop rubbing his warm diaper. The dragon looked on in smug satisfaction, knowing exactly what the face the wolf was making meant. He walked up to the wolf and reached down and pressed against the clearly drenched padding to check for himself.

"Awwwww that's too bad kiddo, looks like you lost the bet, you know what that means, you're going to be my baby now! Not that I think you'll mind that"

"Wait a minute give me a second chance, it was an accident I promise" The wolf sniffed, having the realization of what he had just done crashing down on him. "It was an accident..." The wolf whispered one more time before the laxatives began to work their magic once again, the wolf kicked up a fuss once more, struggling with almost certain futility. Trying once again he placed his hand on the armrests and pushed up, hard, too hard, his straining face realized in horror what he had just done in his panic. He barely even heard a noise, barely even felt what had happened, but he knew, he could tell there was a weight in the seat of his diaper, and he could tell without looking it was much, much droopier. The dragon looked on in glee, this was his favourite part as he watched the grimacing wolf, he'd show him how to like it. He was sure he was capable to guide the wolf into understanding the kink he kept asking about, after the dragon had accidentally let his diaper peek out above his jeans.

"Two strikes and you're out kiddo, can't help it" The dragon happily said as he put his hand to the seat of the wolf's diaper and gently pressed up squishing the diaper up to the wolf's but and eliciting a light whiny moan from the wolf.

"That's not the expression..." the wolf said blushing from the humiliation of the situation.

"It is here" the dragon retorted before placing his large hands on the wolfs shoulders and gently but firmy pushed him down, forcing him to squish his butt down on the hard seat and giving his head a few pats after the wolf let another whiny moan escape.

"Now hold tight..." The dragon excitedly ran off and came back with the reheated oatmeal. "From the looks of it, you made room for seconds!"