A rocky road. Not the ice cream kind of road. But a rocky road exists in an average-sized town; nearby an upper-class neighborhood of anthropomorphic furry creatures. A pavement-covered road fades into this rocky road with fencing on the side from the nearby lumber mill. It is said that the road is so rocky that lightweight vehicles have their tires damaged from riding over it. The only real notable feature of the road is that it blends into a forested area with half of the trees being only of stumps. The forest, where the rocky road ends, contains a pond filled with the calm sounds of nature. The story that is about to be told takes place in the late afternoon on a sunny day.

There are times though where visitors on this road don’t bother with the pond; but rather enjoy the simpler things in life. That lies true for an eight-year old gray kitty that visits the road every now and then. A kitty with light-blue, shining eyes and a nose of the same color. His forehead, paws, and his tail end are of a darker gray. From the front of his body, these darker gray markings curve in a triangular shape towards the center of his body. Most notably, there is a furry diamond pattern on his front belly. All of these dark gray markings on the front, except for the diamond pattern, are also duplicated on his back.  His clothing seems of higher than average quality, wearing a fancy, light-blue shirt and black pants and shoes. This kitty’s name is Diamant and he is squatting while looking at part of the road.

Diamant studies the ground beneath him, picking up a light-colored rock a few seconds later that he holds in his paws. He seems to really like looking at the rocks on the road, having a happy smile on his face whenever he picks one up.

While he is busy, another kitten of a similar age appears from a distance on the rocky road. This kitten is orange-furred with orange-white fur on his lower face, belly, neck, paws, and tail-end. The orange-white fur fades into the rest of his fur. He has lime green eyes. There are also three dots on each of his cheeks of orange-white fur. His clothing is a lot more casual than the other kitty, wearing a white t-shirt and tan-colored shorts. The shorts appear to be bulky around the kitty’s waist. This kitty’s name is Benson and he seems to be walking toward the other kitty down the road.

Some sounds of rocks crumbling against each other can be heard closer and closer to Diamant as the other kitty comes towards him. The sounds stop. The shy kitty stands up with something in his hand and turns towards Benson with a bit of a scared look on his face. Then he stutters while speaking, “Umm...h-hi!”

Benson waves his tail back and forth, looking happy. “Hey there!” he replies back. The orange kitty then questions “What you doing?”

“Umm…” Diamant thinks for a second and then remembers something he was taught. “I-I’m not supposed to t-talk to strangers.”

Benson seems a bit confused. “Huh? We go to the same school together.” He smiles while saying, “We just don’t know each other much.”

Diamant still seems a bit in doubt. “Oh! Umm...o-okay…” The conversation grows silent for a few seconds as the two kitties try to communicate properly with each other.

Benson asks, “What’s your name again? I forgot. My name is Benson~”

The shy kitty replies as he nervously taps his paws together, “My name? Umm. It’s Diamant. Diamant Goldeen.” He thinks for a couple of seconds, realizing something. “A-Aren’t you the diapered kitty~?” he asks while sounding a bit cute about it.

The diapered kitty himself grasps his diaper a bit on his side. *crinkle* He giggles and responds. “Yeah~ I’m that diapered kitty~”

“Ah, okay.” Diamant stares at the padding underneath Benson’s shorts. “They look comfortable. Why do you wear them?”

Benson gets that question a lot. “Because I have trouble using the potty. They are comfortable though~”

Diamant responds, “Yeah, they look comfy~” He then wonders about something. “Are you bullied for using diapers?”

Benson also gets that question sometimes. “Nah. Our classmates used to pick on me for it but they don’t care anymore.” The adorable orange kitty makes a cute yawning sound. He notices what seems like a rock in Diamant’s hand. “So what you doing~? I was going to walk down the road a bit if you want to join me~”

The gray kitty responds with honesty, “I...I’m looking for rocks.” He shows Benson his rock in his hand. “See? This is a granite rock.”

Usually rocks don’t interest a lot of people, but Benson plays along. “Oh, cool! Rocks are neat.”

This rare complement to Diamant makes him happy, his gray tail moving excitedly back and forth. “Y-yeah! I’m glad you’re interested! I do this every day~ I want to know every rock and stone in the world one day.”

The curious orange kitty smiles back. “That’s cool. This is a good place for rocks, even though others don’t come here often.”

Diamant replies, “I’m a bit afraid to come here sometimes. I...I’m not supposed to actually be outside. I’m usually stuck indoors. M-Mom will ground me if she finds out.” This makes Diamant feel fear inside him thinking about it.

Benson responds, “Ah. That’s okay I won’t tell anyone.” Diamant likes hearing that. Benson continues, “So what other rocks are there on this road?”

An excited, gray kitty has a hard time containing himself. It’s a rare occasion for him for people to like what he does. “Here, let me show you!” Then Diamant feels it. He feels uneasiness around his lower region. The kitty reaches for his groin a bit without noticing, as if he is trying to hold his pee in, but then relaxes his arms again. Benson notices this because he sees this often especially with his boyfriend, but stays quiet about it. “Come look at the ground with me; I can find more kinds of rocks~”

They both look down at the road, both in a crouching position. Diamant looks through some rocks at the road. Benson wonders about Diamant’s urge a few seconds ago, wondering if he should help him find a potty. He does have interest in what Diamant is doing though so he focuses more on that. The gray kitty looks so excited, digging through rocks and telling Benson what each one is. Most eight-year old kids wouldn’t care at all about what a rock is made of, but Diamant has interest in them. As he describes each rock, pointing to it with his right paw, his left paw keeps reaching near his groin, trying to massage it and calm his bladder down. “And this is the...mmf...pumice rock.” Diamant looks visibly troubled, now holding his groin with both paws.

Benson feels like he needs to help out right away. He asks about the obvious, “Are you okay?”

Diamant shakes his head, displaying truth about his feelings. “Agh. I gotta potty bad. Where’s the potty?”

Benson replies, “Potty? We’re in the middle of the road, there is no potty.”

The gray kitty responds in anguish and despair. “N-no potty?” He shakes in place looking very distressed. He feels the soreness within his bladder, wanting to push his fluids out. Tears start to form in the corners of his eyes. “Oh no. I have to use the potty meow.”

The orange kitty tries to comfort him, patting Diamant’s back with his paw. “Just use the tree meow,” he advises. “That’s what one of my friends tends to do while we’re down here.”

*pssh~* He feels a bit of pee in his undies, making Diamant cry a bit while in panic. His nose starts to stuff up. “I can’t use it. *sniffle* That wouldn’t make me a gentleman.”

Benson looks confused. “Huh? Don’t worry about that. Just use the tree meow.” Diamant’s face grows red with tears forming down the side of his face while thinking of the inevitable. He seems to not be able to move on his own. Benson comforts Diamant’s back, rubbing it with his paw again. “I’ll help you get there.”

So they try to get to a nearby tree on the rocky road, which is about a hundred feet away. They both walk side by side towards the tree. Diamant continues to grasp his member with his paws the whole time, needing to stop a bit every few feet to adjust himself. The distressed gray kitty feels pain inside, almost a throbbing sort of pain in the bladder as his penis feels a stinging pain with having kitty piss nearly escaping outside from within him. Eventually they reach a few feet within the tree, with Diamant looking back and forth between Benson’s padding and the tree. He has a thought of how Benson can go pee without worry; without having to go on a tree or behind the bush. This makes his undesired urge to piss himself uncontrollable. *sniffle* Without noticing that they are at the tree due to looking at the diaper for some seconds, he gives up and cries “I...I can’t *sniffle* hold it anymore meow.” He stands up and then starts to do what good kitties should be doing.

*PSSSSSSSSSSSSSH~* Diamant starts to relieve himself in his undies, peeing slowly to try to minimize damage to his fancy clothing. A constant flow of kitty urine develops a giant wet spot on his undies before it starts to pool up within. There is a smell from his urine that seems like wet pavement. Benson is by his side, with a face of genuine concern, looking at him crying while destroy his clothing with cat piss. The orange kitty catches a whiff of the pee smell and seems to enjoy it almost as much as his own; but his new friend’s issues are more important than that. The pee filters through the undies and damages his black pants. *pssssssh~* The wet spot on his pants grows into a large diameter before his smelly, warm kitty pee runs down his furry legs into his shoes. A wet, rocky road lies beneath Diamant. Diamant no longer seems to be in pain down there; but is drenched in piss all over his lower body and legs which is a candidate for one of the wettest accidents that he has ever had.

*sniffle* “Wahhh! Mom is going to ground me again. *sniffle*” Diamant crouches down, so Benson does the same. Uncontrollable crying is heard in the background as Benson tries to calm him down with the back paw massaging. With the pain that he felt and the great burst of relief soon after, it seems like he had to go really bad but tried to hide it until it was too late. Benson offers a hug of comfort to Diamant, which he motions an agreement to with consent. They hug each other for some seconds trying to rid the negativity of Diamant’s wet experience. Benson keeps trying to calm him down. “It’s okay, accidents happen~ I have accidents too.” This makes Diamant smile a bit, but it takes some minutes before the what seems to be endless crying stops.

After the experience, they stand up and walk again. Diamant’s clothes are destroyed all over the front of them, with the pee starting to dry up a bit.  As they walk back, they conversate with each other. Benson asks “Why didn’t you potty before going outside?”

Diamant knows the answer to that. He responds, “U-um. Mom says it happens when I get too excited. She does not want me to wear protection though because it ‘ruins our family image’.”

Benson nods. “Ah, okay then. You want to come over to my house and clean up? My mom likely won’t tell anyone about it.”

The gray kitty nods and replies, “Yeah. That’s a good suggestion.”

A friendship was formed that day. The sun starts to set in the west. They continue to walk back on the rocky road that was recently wet, sounding happy while talking to each other. As they near Benson’s house, Diamant seems a bit nervous. Benson notices and asks “Are you okay?”

Diamant responds, with a blushed look on his face, saying “Um. M-maybe I should wear diapers… Do you have one?”