Listen Up!

Foxe has been slowly losing his dignity over the last few weeks as he’s slowly admitted his deepest fantasies to his boyfriend. But once that boyfriend takes the next step to make it feel even more real, the diapercuck gets more than he bargained for...

Listen Up!

“Come on Foxe, for fucks sake”

The dog mewled, his grey fur standing on end as his boyfriend entered the lounge. He’d been desperate, the last week of resistance having been burned away by repeated debasements. Every fibre of his body tightened around the plush his diaper had been crinkling against, any feeling completely removed by the thick padding and the pink cage beneath it.

“I leave you alone for five minutes and you start that again?”

“Woof sir please I…”

His boyfriend opened the mesh gate and padded his way across the foam alphabet tiles that covered the carpet. They were soft enough that Foxe could crawl across them without any concerns for scrapes, and that was all he was ever allowed to do in the house.

“Face me, now”

The dog obeyed, looking up with his mittened hands at his chest, a begging pose that he’d been forced to learn once Woof had found out about his desires. First he’d just been submissive, a good boy for his boyfriend, their shared enjoyment of diapers allowing them to occasionally engage in some fun kink play. Then he’d begged him to make him a service pup, one that existed to please him, to shove his muizzle into his thick and sodden padding for his amusement. A few weeks later, lying in bed with his boyfriend after having him sat on his muzzle in full and stinking padding, he’d found himself admitting that he imagined him getting hammered by better men.

He was doomed the moment he’d said it. Within a few days he was set to one side of the room, caged up and left on a puppy lead at the end of the double bed he’d once shared with his boyfriend as Woof was completely taken by the wolf he now called “Master”. The wolf who was visiting again this evening for the third time in a week. At first, Woof had just wanted him over for a date night. But apparently the two of them had hit it off. Now, he was just the puppy of the household, a diapered and pathetic dog who could never do anything except watch his partner and Master from the playpen in the lounge while they indulged each other's fantasies.

As he looked up into his boyfriend's eyes all he could think about was how it had got to this point, how badly he’d wanted it, how pathetic he was for enjoying the experience.

“Sir, I’m sorry, I’m just…”

“You’re what? Just a plushie humper who can’t settle down for five minutes?” Woof kneaded the front of the dog's diaper with his foot, causing Foxe to moan. His cage dug into his balls, pushing against the floor as his boyfriend rubbed them with the tips of his toes.

“You need to get your act together. Jimmy is going to arrive in a few minutes. Let’s see how your padding is holding up diapercuck”

Woof moved around to Foxe’s rear, pulling back the waistband “Huh… surprised you’ve not already filled this today. Normally you can’t help but stink up the place.” he ping the waistband back, Foxe grimacing as the plastic slapped against his back.

“I… don’t… I don’t..”

“Don’t what?” Woof moved next to his muzzle, trying to listen to the wolf's quiet and submissive voice “What don’t you want to do cuck?”

Foxe moved away, desperately trying to get some space “I don’t want… want to be stinky sir”

Woof sighed “Really? That’s it? You don’t want to helplessly fill your diaper? I’m not sure we gave you the option to avoid that diapercuck”

Foxe looked down at the sodden front of his diaper. In truth he knew this, but every time it felt more humiliating, the act becoming easier with each day. He knew soon he’d just avoid holding it entirely… and god did it feel good too.

The doorbell broke the two of them out of their little discussion. Foxe moved onto his butt, trying to get into a more comfortable position as Woof made his way out of the playpen

“Stay put, if we come in and find you humping your plushies again that diaper is going over your face”

Foxe mewled, grabbing his plush for comfort. He wanted to start smushing it against his padding, even as his cage kept his cock from getting even the slightest feeling. The movement alone was enough to make him pre-cum, enough to feel the stickiness inside his diaper that he associated with being in control of his sexual urges. But it was difficult to do, and humiliating that he even had to try.

He heard the voice of his boyfriend and his new guest down the hallway, approaching slowly but clearly trying to be heard.

“Oh same old, you know how it is in the office these days”

“Same grind huh?” Foxe recognised Jimmy's voice, his ears twitching in response.

“How’s the cuck getting on?”

“He’s been a nightmare today. Just found him trying to fuck his own husky plush. He’s desperate I think”

The wolf chuckled as the two of them came through the doorway “Hah, what a pathetic excuse for a dog.” he looked down at Foxe, who was clutching the husky to his chest “Is that all the action you can get now? Just that adorable little fucktoy in your hands”

Foxe nodded, he felt his cage tighten. Jimmy knew how to get him to feel even more useless, even more delirious about his current state. He just had to resist the urge to hump, resist the urge to…

“Has he crapped himself yet?”

Woof scoffed “Nah, the boy told me he doesn’t want to be a stinky little puppy didn’t you?”

Foxe nodded vigorously, shifting in place “Y...Yeah!”

Jimmy grinned “Is that so huh?” He pulled his carry bag around. It was stuffed full, Foxe could only assume the wolf was here to stay the night “I guess I wouldn’t be able to use these then huh?”

A small green box was pulled from one of the compartments. Foxe recognised it immediately. Glycerin suppositories.

“N...No!”

Both Woof and Jimmy gave Foxe a hard state “What was that cuck?” Woof responded.

Foxe mewled again, hugging into his plush. That was a mistake and he knew it.

Jimmy opened the door to the playpen and grabbed the dog, flipping him onto his front and shoving him to the ground “Stay still, this won’t hurt a bit diapercuck”. With his hand on Foxe’s back he gave the package to Woof to open as he pulled at the leakguards at the back of Foxe’s padding. A few seconds later Foxe felt a finger worm its way past his buttocks and towards his tail-hole

“In we go” Jimmy pushed his finger past the point of entry,, causing the dog to gasp in response as he felt the bullet sized object slide up his butt. There was an immediate sense of tingling in his rear as the suppository began to work, his muzzle clenching instinctively as his body started to respond to the foreign object now dissolving in his rear end. A second gasp came from his maw as Jimmy’s finger was quickly and unceremoniously removed, slipping its way out of his leak guards before he got a firm slap to his diapered backside.

“Well, he’ll be a fussy pup for a little while now. We should probably dress down a little for the evening don’t you think?” Woof smirked at Jimmy, who scoffed back and started unbuttoning his shirt.

“Heh, straight to the point today huh?”

“Look, I’m horny and you’re clearly desperate for a good time otherwise you wouldn’t have come over, so don’t give me that” Woof smiled undoing his belt and letting his pants fall to the ground. Foxe could only look on as his boyfriend stripped in front of him, not for him but for someone else.. Someone better…

A little moan came from his muzzle as he felt his cock desperately squirming inside the cage. He was so pent up, his eyes closed as his hand instinctively grasped the front of his diaper.

“Hands off cuck” Jimmy commanded, the wolf's eyes locked onto the squirming form of the dog who’s own eyes shot open as his hands went back to his sides. Foxe’s mouth gaped as he realised what his boyfriend was wearing. Woof had a diaper on of his own, far less babyish, but definitely distinctly fetish wear, taped round his butt. His tail was swishing back and forth around the crinkling garment, as if teasing Foxe over what he knew he couldn’t get even close to touching. He felt his stomach roil as the suppository gave its first real kick, his hands this time grabbing at his midriff

“Oh come on Jimmy get those pants off as well, I’m not gonna just stand here in my own pampers while you avoid it”

Foxe looked back up again. He couldn’t be…

Jimmy dropped his pants, his belt clattering to the ground as he revealed his own diaper, matching Woof’s. Except he had a distinctly tented front, his cock clearly large enough to stretch the plastic.

“You really aren’t messing around today Woof” he drew his partner into a hug, grasping at his rear with a firm paw “Guess that’s all gonna be done by our little loser over there huh?”

Foxe groaned again, acutely aware that his tail was flicking around behind him, trying to hike up straight and start the process of voiding himself. He felt and heard gas release from his rear as another cramp hit, his head dropping as he held his stomach.

Woof gave Jimmy a loud kiss on the lips “Wanna wait until he’s done being a pathetic cuck and filled his pampers or shall we head to the other room and leave him to it?”

Jimmy looked back into the playpen for a second before giving Woof a second kiss “We stay, I’m gonna show him how much of a failure he was for a handsome pup like you”

Foxe moaned, the words stinging but still increasing his arousal with every syllable. His cock pushed against the cage, pre-cum dribbling into its plastic and sticking to his tip. He looked up at the pair, their embrace becoming more intimate as they pulled their mouths together into a full, lengthy snog.

And then the dam broke.

Foxe groaned hard as mess flooded out into his diaper, his tail shooting up to attention as the suppository finally took its full intended effect on his insides. His muzzle tightened shut, his teeth grinding as he let his body finally release as it wanted to, mush pressing against the padding of the diaper and working its way up towards his balls. He balled up his fists and slammed them into the floor as his rear raised fully, the diaper drooping down behind him as it continued to expand, the large bulge at its rear visibly straining the leak guards pulling them away from his thighs. A slight brownish tinge visibly spread along the back of the babyish diaper, the effects of the suppository making the results a horrible mix of consistencies that he felt stick to his fur and slide around his butt.

“Looks like our little loser finally shit himself Woof” Jimmy said, looking over to the playpen.

Woof chuckled “I’m sure he’s glad to get it out of his system. He’s so cranky when he’s trying to hold it in” he turned his head over his shoulder to look at his cuckolded boyfriend, still moaning as he finished the humiliating act.

“Well, I think now is a good time to show you what else I bought for you” Jimmy bent down and opened the largest pocket on the changing bag, pulling out a small box. Foxe couldn’t see what was written on it, but Woof's eyes widened as he read the bright blue text on the front.

“Oh you… that’s even crueler than usual to the poor boy”

Jimmy smiled “Well, we’ll need to put batteries in them… but once we’ve done that I say we head to the bedroom and have a little bit of fun… and he’ll get to listen along”

Woof turned around, crouching down at the edge of the playpen. Foxe had finally managed to pull his head back up, his bowels finally letting up. His diaper was drooping dangerously, his leakguards barely hanging on and visibly stained. And the smell… oh god the smell.

“Come on cuck, what do you say to Master Jimmy for getting you a present?”

Foxe looked at the box, the text finally coming into focus.

BABY MONITOR! QUICK SETUP AND EASY USE!

“But… what?” Foxe breathed slowly, confused and still in a state of shock from the forced evacuation of his stomach contents.

“That didn’t sound like a thank you” Jimmy responded, coming over to the playpen himself “Maybe he’s just too stupid to understand?”

Woof nodded and opened the box, grabbing one of the two monitors and showing it to the dog “This, cuck, is going to stay here in the playpen with you. Meanwhile, me and your master are going to have some fun of our own in the big boy bedroom. You’ll get to listen to every moan and breath as we enjoy every second.”

Foxe’s mouth opened, but no words came out. He was shocked, this was… this was too much… wasn’t it? He wouldn’t even get to see his boyfriend being hammered anymore by a bigger man. He’d only get to listen?

Rather than making him feel worse, he felt his cock try once again to force itself out of his cage. He was getting turned on by the mere idea. He moaned again, taking the front of his diaper in his paw once again.

“Hands. Off” Jimmy commanded, immediately getting the desired response from Foxe “God, you’re so pathetic. Just getting turned on by the mere idea that I’ll be showing Woof a better time than your sorry ass ever could. You don’t even have to see it.”

“Well, what are we waiting for?” Woof took the package from the wolf's hands “Let's get the batteries in this thing and get to the fun part of the evening…”

A few minutes later the two of them had removed the cardboard and plastic packaging and were testing the device. The sound of their voices crackling through it made Foxe squirm again in place, his rear shifting constantly as he felt the mush in his diapers try to move up to the front. He’d only get to listen to… to that?

“There we are, sounds good to me!” Jimmy gave the receiver a tap on the side and shook it a little “So, cuck, we’re gonna leave you with this. It lets you hear what we’re up to and let’s us hear all the mewling you’ll be making”

Foxe moaned, leaning back defeated on his full diaper, its contents completely smushing around his nethers. He’d had this before, but never to this degree and never in such a humiliating manner.

“Awww, don’t worry. I’ve got one more little gift for you” Jimmy went back to the changing bag and pulled out a small item. Foxe immediately recognised it.

“It’s a special pacifier, just for you Foxe. Just think of it as Woofs cock. The one I’ll be making very, very happy…”

With a firm shove the wolf pushed it into Foxe’s muzzle. He started suckling on it immediately, as much for comfort as obedience. His master and boyfriend made their way over to the door, Woof grabbing the handle as Jimmy moved down the hallway

“We might be back afterwards, or we might want to get some sleep. Jimmy can really wear me out. It makes a change from your attempts to pleasure me that’s for sure!

Foxe felt a tear start to dribble down the side of his face as Woof closed the door. He heard the clatter of the second half of the monitor being placed down on the bedside table in the master bedroom, the one he’d once shared with his boyfriend.

Was he still his boyfriend? He knew this was all play right? That all of this stuff was…

He moaned again as he felt himself thinking about that possibility too hard for his locked up cock to handle. Just the idea of it being real… it was making him even more desperate, even more

“Unfff… harder goddamn it”

Foxe stopped as he heard the voices come through the monitor. He laid his head down on his plush, his hand rubbing the front of his diaper as he listened intently.

“Come on Woof just… ahh fuck that’s it”

Foxe felt his cage, wrapping his paw around it. He could feel the mess moving around as he desperately tried to buck and hump as he listened to the moans and groans of his master and partner going at it in the other room.

“You need me to… Oh.. oh fuck... “

“You like that huh?”

“Ye... yeah… god Foxe would’ve been done by now, this is… aahhh”

Foxe felt another tear go down the side of his face. The humiliation of having his sexual prowess openly mocked, derided while they knew he could hear…

He felt something twinge in his cage. His body stopped bucking, the slight pain of the cage suddenly kicking in. He was… he was cumming...

“Oh..god” he whispered past his pacifier, feeling the small dribbles of spunk drip down and stick to the inside of his cage. His post-orgasm haze took over, his breath quickening as he felt the shame building inside of him. Chastity kept him from this normally… but now he’d have to deal with this feeling, the mess in his pants and the knowledge that his boyfriend had probably just had the best sex of his life in what used to be their bed.

As he curled up around his plush, he listened to the final moans of his boyfriend. He knew when Woof was at climax, the dog wasn’t subtle about it. No words were being exchanged between the two of them in the bedroom, but just as Foxe thought they must have fallen asleep, he heard one final sentence come through.

“Sweet dreams, diapercuck”