Luck was an amazing thing. Whether good or bad, the smallest bit of it could make a massive difference in anything in life. It could change matters and circumstances for better or worse in the blink of an eye. It was a double-edged sword, one that could take an opportunity out of your hand just as quickly as it put something in your grasp.

Marshall's luck, generally, had been bad for the longest time. He was clumsy, a nerd, had stage freight and often fell over his own paws. It gave him a bit of a reputation around town, to his misfortune.

Though he wasn't the unluckiest thing in the world. The dalmatian was part of a great team, the Paw Patrol , acting as their firefighter and medic almost since the day he was recruited. His friends loved him as much as he loved them and he was recognised all across Adventure Bay. Plus, he had a great sense of humor, high optimism and an amazing singing voice, though that last one didn't couple well with his stage freight. Not to emotion, everyone thought his clumsyness was part of his charm.

However, his biggest claim to good fortune was in the form of a beautiful, sexy, playful husky, who had joined his team some years ago: Everest.

She was amazing, in every sense of the word. Everything from her icy eyes to her soft paws was gorgeous, and Marshall counted his lucky stars every night that he had such a bitch in his life, especially as his girlfriend.

And what was even better, it was the night for them to get kinky with each other. And what was even better than that, she had agreed to let him indulge in his kink this time. So long as he let her do as she wished with him and he complied with her every order the next time.

"O-okay, if... If you're sure you're okay with this..." The dalmatian said to his girlfriend, blushing profusely as they got out the contents of his usually-locked drawer.

Everest, on the other hand, just wore a casual smile, showing him the understanding and patience that he was so grateful to her for having.

"Don't worry about it, Marshall." She told him sweetly, carrying the contents to the bed, before her boytoy closed the drawer and joined her. "I'm not going to judge you for what you like."

It was truly amazing how perfect this girl was to him.

When he gave her the rundown of what he wanted to do to/with her today, he was sure she'd leave him right then and there without a second thought, and that she'd never look at him the same way. He kept telling himself that this wasn't a normal kink; normal kinks involve spanking, bondage or dom-sub, maybe a little degrading if you were into that kind of thing, but what he was asking for was... Different.

And yet here she was, ready and willing to participate in what was sure to be the most humiliating experience of her life, just because she knew it would make him happy.

The contents in question consisted of a pair of diapers, baby powder, a pink baby shirt with a matching bonnet, a laxative and a pacifier.

How he ever managed to get all this in his room in the tower without Ryder or any of the other pups finding out was anyone's guess, including his own.

Finding diapers that were fitting for Everest's size was a challenge in itself; the husky had a bit of a reputation for her sizeable rump, which was one of her many features about her that the spotted dog was attracted to .

Still, he managed to get his paws on a few that would fit snuggly around her bubbly rear, hoping and praying that this fantasy would one day come to fruition. He only hoped the thickness would help sell the idea of her looking like an actual baby. As for the baby powder, it would make it more real if she smelled like one. And the shirt and bonnet were self-explanatory.

Hoping up on the bed, Everest got on her back and looked up to see her handsome boyfriend with a flirtatious smile.

"Ready when you are, daddy~" She teased, raising her legs to show off her naughty bits to the dally.

Marshall's blush only got deeper as she referred to him by his name of choice during their little roleplay.

"Alright... If you're sure..."

His tone made it very clear that he was still wrecked with nerves about all this, and he was the one calling the shots tonight. But he was too far into the rabbit hole now to back out, and his girlfriend was being very accommodating about all this, so why stop now?

Taking a deep breath, the dalmatian joined her on the bed and took the diaper and placed it underneath his love, before he began to sprinkle the baby powder all over her doggy crotch.

The sensation was odd for the big-butted bitch, but not unpleasant. The effect was instantaneous as it coated the top of her private bits and some of it already got inside of the garment.

Her pussy already smelled wonderful to Marshall, but now it was infused with a baby smell, making it X100 better for him.

The husky let out a soft moan from the treatment.

"Mmm, that feels nice~" She cooed, watching him apply the powder all over her lower region.

The dalmatian smiled nervously. "Y-yeah? Y-you like it?"

Everest smiled up at him and nodded.

"Sure. It's kinda relaxing, actually."

As soon as he was done with it, she lifted her hips and wiggled them a little bit.

"Go on, put it on me~" She encouraged him, watching the pup with the goofiest smile she had ever worn.

The pup was a nervous wreck. This was so wrong, and yet it felt so right. His cock was already hard as a rock, poking out from his sheath and throbbing a bit.

Slowly and with shaking paws, the dally proceeded to cover her up with the diaper, though it wasn't without its struggles; her chubby bum proved a bit of a challenge to cover up with the soft plastic.

He had to adjust it a few times to make it sit nicely against her large rear, but after a little effort, the deed was finally done.

The husky began blushing as well, as her boyfriend finished putting her in the fresh white crinkly padding, leaving her feeling a little bit awkward from the new feeling. But she was far from having any complaints, since it didn't feel uncomfortable in any way.

Marshall couldn't help but grin. It was perfect, so far.

Next came the shirt; the dalmatian moved it over to the awaiting husky, who continued to put up no fight in getting into the humiliating attire.

"L-l-legs up!" He told her.

With a giggle, the snow-colored girl obliged, and let him slide the shirt up her furry torso, covering her from collar to crotch, really selling the image of a newborn pup, if they were regularly dressed.

The color was a cute pink, looking like something Skye would wear, if she was into this kind of thing. (She is.)

Once they were finished with that, the bonnet was the final part of the baby set.

It was also pink, matching the shirt. It had a frilly bottom, and a pretty little ribbon on the back to match.

Again, it looked like something right out of Skye's wardrobe, if these two were aware that she shared the same kink as the male dog.

Getting it on her head was much easier than getting the diaper over her butt, so she had it wrapped around the top of her face with ease.

And with that, the look was complete.

Marshall stared with awe at the amazing sight in front of him. This was everything he dreamed of and more, now that it was actually happening.

Seeing her like this made his heart race as fast as it did during the moment he first asked her out. He never dreamt a day like this would ever really happen, and even now, he wasn't sure if this wasn't just the greatest dream of his life, rather than a dream come true.

The husky couldn't help but blush, smiling at the look on her lover's face, and the feeling of being wrapped up like a helpless, dependant little infant.

Standing up to give him a quick look around her new outfit, she gave him a teasing wiggle of the rear.

Even covered up, Marshall had a hard time peeling his eyes away from the glorious sight that was the husky's rear end.

"So, whaddya think?" She asked him, her blush growing brighter. "Do I look pretty, daddy~?"

Marshall was left speechless.

He knew this would be a fantastic fantasy of his, but he never expected to actually see it become a reality. He was truly blessed.

"P...Pe...Per... Perfect..." Was all he could say.

His paws were trembling, and his breathing was uneven, like he was trying not to hyperventilate.

Everest grinned. "Aw, don't have a meltdown! We haven't even gone on our walk, yet~"

The mention of the next activity brought him back to reality.

"Oh, uh... Right..." He blurted out to himself, before reaching down on the bed for a jar and spoon. "B-but first, it's, uh... It's feeding time!"

The bitch let out a giggle as she laid back down for him, raising her head so she could feed on the mushy substance he had chosen for her.

Amazingly and thankfully, he managed to find some that was liver flavored, just for her. He knew it was one of her favorites after all, and he still wanted her to enjoy this as much as he did.

He didn't have too much trouble opening the jar, so as soon as he dipped the first spoonful in, the husky opened her mouth in anticipation of the flavor.

Once the spoon was popped in her mouth, she closed it and proceeded to enjoy the flavors.

"Mmmm~" She hummed, sounding like she really did like the taste of the baby food.

It wasn't long before she finished, and her spotted boyfriend reached back down and handed her the laxative.

Without a second thought or a moment of caution, the husky popped the bowel-assisting pill in her maw and swallowed it down.

Nothing immediately happened to her, but that was to be expected; it wasn't a miracle product, after all.

Getting off the bed, the dally walked around to the other side and got onto all fours, picking up his own leash and bringing it over to his girlfriend.

"Alright, time for your walk, sweetheart!" He cooed, attaching the flat rope to the loop around her neck, making her feel extra small and helpless, and like she truly belonged to him now.

"Okay, daddy!" She said back, giggling a little as the two headed for the front door.

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The walk to the park in the literal sense wasn't a walk in the park as a metaphorical sense.

Everyone who caught a glimpse of how Everest was dressed couldn't take their eyes off the poor lass. She couldn't deny that she was embarrassed beyond belief, but still not to the degree of wishing she hadn't come here and done this in the first place.

Given that she was walking in front of him, she couldn't see if Marshall was sharing her feeling of humiliation or sauntering with glee as he finally got to indulge in his kink and fantasy, both of which he had been waiting a long time for, but she hoped for the latter, to make this moment all the more special.

She could feel the laxative beginning to take effect already; her stomach was making some rumbly noises and she could feel something, probably the baby food, running down her intestines towards the exit, bit by bit.

Once they reached the park bench, Marshall brought his diapered bitch to a halt, gently tugging on the leash to turn her around to look at him.

One look at his nervous face told her that it was time for the next part of their little agreement.

"Um, o-okay, ba-baby girl... It's t-time for your d-drink..." He told her, clearly more wrecked with nerves than she was.

Once again, she didn't hesitate for a moment, instead walking back to him and sitting down, opening her mouth and eagerly awaiting her treat.

It was amazing how much he loved her. To find anyone who would agree to this kind of thing was hard enough, but finding out that your lover didn't mind it was even more of a challenge.

The dally got onto his hind legs and presented himself to her to reveal his hard, throbbing member to her. It was enough to excite her, but she knew that it wasn't the creamy white stuff she was going to taste right now.

Aiming his red bone at her open maw, Marshall tried his best to bring himself to empty out his bladder in public and into his girlfriend, his body refusing to cooperate with him as his heart raced, his body shaking and his head pounding.

But, through sheer willpower, the dalmatian finally managed to loosen up his muscles and relieve himself, aiming at her mouth so the golden liquid would pour into it and down her throat.

The taste of her boyfriend's piss was a new one for Everest's palette, and not something she would enjoy on a daily basis, but she could handle the taste pretty well. And as much as she enjoyed his cum every time she got the chance, there was something about the fact that it was a bodily function she could make him do, especially in public, that turned her on even more.

It wasn't as thick as his cream either, so she had an easier time swallowing it down as it came naturally.

Just shy of 20 seconds, his stream came to an end, finishing with a few drips falling into the tip of her tongue.

"G-good girl, Everest~" Marshall praised her.

She licked her lips, giving him a flirty wink and a giggle.

"Thank you for the treat, daddy~"

Right after she said that, a loud rumble echoed from her bowels, and a cramping feeling came from the same area, signalling to the pair of them that she ready to make her own mess through the laxative's force.

Marshall's blush only grew and his tail wagged faster. She was really going to do it... She was really going to shit herself like a baby in front of him, in a diaper, and in public!

Everest, in the meantime, was a little worried about the idea. Of all the requests he made about today, this was the only one that she felt somewhat uncomfortable with, and not just in a literal sense from what he asked her to do.

As such, even with the laxative assisting her in breaking down her waste and pushing it to leave her tailhole, the husky still had a bit of a hard time messing herself right then and there.

This didn't go unnoticed by Marshall, who already had an idea of how to help her overcome this little difficulty of hers.

"Lay down." He instructed, changing the expression on his face from completely nervous to slightly devious.

Not entirely sure what he had in mind for her, whether it was about hanging her early or letting her do her business on the grass, but she complied with his order all the same.

Once she was on her back and had her paws in the air and securely out of the way, the look of mischief on his face and the way his front paws were aiming at her exposed belly gave her an idea of what he had in mind.

Too late to react or stop him, Everest began giggling like crazy when the dalmatian brought his paws to her belly and began tickling her.

"Bahaha! W-what're you doin-hehehe-ing?!" She demanded to know, though not actually mad at him.

It wasn't uncommon for babies to get tickled, so why should this be any different?

"Gotta get you nice and relaxed~" The dalmatian told her, a hint of smugness in his voice.

He was having a good time doing this to her, and his cock was throbbing again, poking out from his sheath again, the sight of his girlfriend getting tickled while dressed like a baby, with spectators watching on like it was the most normal thing in the world.

Her voice was another thing that Marshall loved about her, and hearing her laugh like this was making him love her all the more.

"N-no, sto-ahahaha-haaaap~!" She pleaded, unable to defend herself from his attacks.

In reality, she knew she could stop him easily, as the boy pup was a little smaller than her and didn't have much strength as she did, as they found out in their nights of "bed wrestling", but she decided to let him have his moment.

Plus, the tickling was helping to loosen up her guts, as she found out for herself.

"Ahaha! A-alright, I-I think I'm go-hohohooo-ing now!"

And she was right.

Her bowels and bladder couldn't hold on anymore, and the gates burst open to allow the flooding to flow.

A large, mushy lump formed in the crotch of her diaper, quickly followed by the sound of a squishy plop, which could only mean that she had lost control and the mess was making itself in her padding.

Marshall could hear and smell the impact of the unloading in her diaper, and his erection grew harder and stronger at the thought that she actually just did what she did.

Ever since he first laid eyes on her, he dreamed he would one day be able to sniff her fart, bit never so much as thought it would come true. He always thought he would have to hide in a bush or something and watch her do it without her notice.

The avalanche of shit continued until the diaper was a brownish, yellow mush, and her tummy was deflated, but still felt a little cramped.

With the deed done, the dalmatian took his paws off of his girl's belly, giving her a moment to recover from the embarrassment and tickling torment, as well as to unfastened the diaper to get a good look at the treasure inside.

His eyes.lit up at the sight of the mess he had caused his girlfriend to make. It was the best thing he had ever seen, and he knew that the moment was going to be burned into his memory forever.

Not to mention his tastebuds.

He could feel his cock dripping pre, his body wanting nothing more than to fuck the husky senselessly right there, but first he had something he needed to do.

Reaching down and licking his chops when he was at eye level with the shit, Marshall began eating the mound, savoring the flavor as if it were the greatest chocolate of all time, making the snow-colored puppy blush bright red.

He was enjoying it, a lot. And she could tell from the way he was lapping it up and moaning that he had been dreaming of this day for years.

The sight should've put her off or at least made her want to gag, but she had no issue watching him indulge himself in her mess like that. It was a little weird, sure, but it was her boyfriend, so she could accept his weird kinks.

Besides, she knew he would accept her for whatever weird stuff she was into.

After a good few minutes of "cleaning up" her diaper, Marshall finally managed to finish off her waste, his tongue stained with the filth, still tasting her musky shit, and he could feel his cock aching, begging him to take care of it.

And that's just what he intended to do.

Everest was just as ready as he was, and while she may not have been as aroused as he was by all the kinks that she had participated in so far, she was dripping wet the moment she first saw his throbbing dog bone. She could tell this was going to be an intense finishing session.

"You want me to... Take care of your little friend, daddy?" She cooed, spreading her legs and presenting her pussy for him, the juices already dripping out from the anticipation.

"You bet your fat, sexy, diaper-clad butt I do!" He exclaimed, making his swift movement.

The husky didn't get the chance to brace herself, before the dally rammed his rod into the awaiting pussy, letting her eyes go wide with ecstasy.

She gasped loudly and moaned loudly, grabbing onto her boyfriend and pulling him closer, holding him in a tight embrace as the two dogs got it on in the middle of the park.

Marshall pumped his member into her wet doughnut with vim and vigor, panting and moaning loudly and lustfully, making sure everyone around knew that he was the one causing this snow-covered husky's bliss.

Her moans and cries were equally as loud and lustful, and her hips bucked wildly, wanting to make sure he didn't miss a single thrust or motion.

She was a natural at taking dick, even if she preferred it up the other hole. Still, she wasn't about to complain, and she was just as tight and wet as it was on their first night, and every night after that.

Their eyeballs rolled up and their tongues fell out, their hips bucking and pumping together, wanting to make the moment last for as long as possible.

Their climaxes came all too soon, as the dalmatian blew his load inside of the bitch, and she squirted all over his bone, coupled by a pair of pleasured howls.

Once they were finished, Marshall pulled out and collapsed beside her, panting hard.

"I... I... L-l-l-love y-y-you, Ev-e-ve-est~" He panted, barely managing to get the words out, his breathing ragged and his body weak.

"I-I... Love you... Too... Marshall~" She panted back, closing her eyes in exhaustion. Looked like the laxatives took more of a toll on her than just with her bowels.

After a couple of minutes, the dalmatian stood back up and reached for his girlfriend's leash, which was still wrapped around her neck, and gently tugged on it, signalling to her that it was time to head home and take a nap.

However, it looked like she beat him to it; her gentle snoring told him that she was too knackered to take another step.

The sight brought a smile to his face, as he reached for a fresh diaper.

It was going to be a challenge, but he managed to swap the messy undergarment for the new one, cleaning her up as she slept.

"Goodnight, sweetie." He said, kissing her forehead and getting her on his back, making their way back to the lookout. "Daddy loves you~"