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Chapter 12 Moon pulled out of Petunia and put his paws to his face, sobbing as he fled to the gap between the crib and the changing table. Tarkik shimmied off the bed, intending to ask him what the problem was, but Petunia beat him to it, sliding backwards to her feet, turning around, and rushing over to him in a heartbeat. “Moon, what’s wrong?” she asked. “I’m a failure as a wolf and as a male,” he said between sobs. “Moon, don’t be ridiculous! Moon, look at me,” she said. He raised his muzzle, the sides of his snout moist with tears. “I came three times, okay? You are definitely not a failure as a male.” She paused to give that a chance to sink in, but his mood didn’t improve much. “Do you want to keep going? I can face toward you if you want, or we can do it right here sitting down. You’re very big, so I don’t think you can miss, no matter which angle we use.” “I don’t— I just—” Moon didn’t finish the thought, but it was clear enough to Petunia. “We can try again tomorrow after work,” she offered. “Or even in the morning.” “Thank you, but no thank you,” Moon replied. “I’m sorry I couldn’t be more helpful to you.” “You were very helpful,” Petunia said, lifting one of his paws with both of hers and patting him on the back of it. “It’s okay, I’ll ask someone else tomorrow. Maybe Arturo or Colin. But I won’t tell them about you. I’ll let them think they’re the first.” She returned to her underwear and pulled it on, leaving the vibrator bulb in the crotch rather than bothering to put it back inside herself. “But you were the first,” she added. She put her dress back on, then returned her lube to her laptop bag. “I’ll go to the restaurant downstairs. If you want to sit with me, you can. If you don’t want to, that’s okay too. Thank you, though. Both of you.” She reached up to open the door handle and let herself out. Tarkik knew the timing of when to speak up was delicate. Petunia had focused on Moon’s claim to be a failure as a male, but being a failure as a wolf was also important, and unlike her Tarkik knew what the reason for that was, although perhaps she could have guessed from him being available to be Tarkik’s Temporary Wolf. When he seemed to have stopped crying, Tarkik walked up to him, still naked on the floor with a now-flaccid penis. “You’ll have as many chances to be sad about Sun as you want,” he said. “You won’t get as many chances to be happy. You should take advantage of them.” “I tried,” Moon said. “I thought that was what I was doing. But having sex with Petunia wasn’t making me happy.” “Well that’s a good reason to stop, but why not? You haven’t had sex in years, right?” “Not since Sun died.” “So why wasn’t sex with her fun?” “Because it didn’t mean anything,” Moon said. “It was just cumming for the sake of cumming.” “Cumming is fun,” Tarkik insisted. “That’s not why we have sex during diaper changes.” “It seems like a good enough reason, as long as society agrees that it’s allowed.” Moon paused, searching for words. “When I watch shows or movies from other countries, it’s always weird that the wolves don’t have foxes, or vice versa. I have a hard time getting into the heads of characters of other species who don’t know what it’s like.” “I don’t really know what it’s like to have a wolf, or at least a permanent one. I’ve been assuming it’s like siblings, except we don’t have sex with our siblings.” “We absolutely don’t have sex with our siblings either, but that’s not the only reason it’s nothing like siblings. I have siblings, littermates. We were in different classes in school. We have different interests. You can’t have different interests from your fox. If one of you wants to do something, you’re both doing it. It’s like being one person, but you’re split into two bodies. But then for a few minutes at a time, you get to share one body.” “I feel that way about my wife.” “We get married here too, you know.” “Yeah, but it’s like you’re born married to your soulmate, then you get married again for kids.” “A bit, I guess. My dads love my moms, but my dads still have sex with each other.” “It’s hard to imagine how sad I’d be if my wife died,” Tarkik opined. “It’s really hard to imagine how sad I’d be if I’d known her since I was born.” “It took you twenty-something years to meet your fox.” “I am also her fox,” Tarkik stressed, “unless you’re just going by who puts their penis in who.” “And that’s why you couldn’t masturbate while thinking of her?” “Because when we share one body, we both enjoy it. At least I hope she does. It’s important to me that she does. Even masturbating felt like being unfaithful, unless she was on the phone, and she was not into that.” “I guess you understand better than I thought,” Moon said. He perked up. “You know, I only learned the word ‘masturbate’ from the grief counselors? Why else would someone here need to know it?” “So there were grief counselors?” “Yeah, they were useless. They still had each other. What did they know?” Tarkik tried not to laugh too hard, but that was clearly a bit of a joke. “So what does make you happy?” “Being useful,” Moon said. “Feeling like there was a reason for me to stay.” “I meant more like a leisure thing,” Tarkik said. “Like a hobby, an activity, a sport or game you like to watch or play.” Moon thought for a moment. “Canine Wonderland.” “Is that like an amusement park or something?” “It’s a cluster of three amusement parks, but Thrill Mountain is the best one. It has all the roller coasters and stuff. Sun and I went there a bunch when we were teenagers. I haven’t been since we started college. They’ve put in a bunch of new rides since then.” “Wanna go? On Saturday or something, I mean. I can’t go home for the weekend because by the time I got there I’d only have time to sleep before I had to get on the train back. I have to do something. Let’s go to Thrill Mountain. My treat.” “I appreciate that,” Moon said. “You were going to call home, right? Talk to your girls?” “They’re probably having dinner,” Tarkik replied. “Let’s go down to the restaurant, then I’ll call them when we’ve eaten.” Moon nodded, then put a paw behind himself to push off the ground. “Do you need a diaper change before we go?” “Are you in good shape to give one? Emotionally?” “It’s my job to change you when you need it, no matter how I feel.” “Then you put your pants back on, and I’ll need one by the time you’re dressed.” Tarkik stepped aside to let Moon out of the gap between the crib and the changing table, then bore down. The yellow spot on the front of the diaper appeared immediately; it was joined soon after by the ‘flump’ of him pushing a load of poop into the back. Moon shook his head as he stepped into his boxers. “You know you’re not supposed to hold it,” he said. “Remember what happened yesterday?” “It was like ten minutes,” Tarkik replied when he had finished wetting himself. “I thought it would be a turn-off.” “Petunia dumped the turds out of her underwear,” Moon pointed out as he pulled up his trousers, “and you’ve seen what usually happens on changing tables. Why would a fox in a dirty diaper be a turn-off for a wolf?” “I don’t know. I’m pretty sure it would turn off my wife.” “Well that just sounds like a skill issue,” Moon said as he lifted Tarkik by the armpits and laid him on the changing table. A laugh burst out of Tarkik’s lips—that was definitely meant as a joke, and Moon smiled as he opened the front of Tarkik’s diaper and started cleaning him up. But as he continued, Tarkik had a worrying thought. Being useful made Moon happy, so being his Temporary Wolf was probably the happiest he’d been in years. How was he going to feel when Tarkik went home? -
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By DiaperboyEddie12 · Posted
The sun is out but with clouds. m⛅️ that rain later. i win! -
By DiaperboyEddie12 · Posted
I’m at my friends been here since the first week of March. They are just doing a small cookout. nothing fancy. Their cousin and his wife are coming. I will sit here on my cell and read.
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