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I throw down the changing mat and a clean diaper then wipes, powder, and rash cream. Then I move to the changing mat and lay it out properly before turning over. I sit on the mat, and my mess squishes up the front and back, only exacerbating my doom.\nI untape my tail and then the four tapes on the front and let my heavy diaper fall open. The front is partially filled with pee, and poop covers the whole back all the way to halfway up the front. I can barely see my sheath and balls through the mess.\nI let out a hacked cry. How am I ever going to get this clean in time!? I can't help but close my eyes for a second and try to will Harmoo to be late.\nThen, I begin the daunting task of scraping and scrubbing myself clean. I go through wipe after wipe barely getting just my front clean and leaving a big pile of filth on the exposed half of my diaper. More and more tears form in my eyes as I grow terrified that this task is impossible. I start to scrub furiously, almost ripping the wipes as I focus on nothing but getting myself clean.\nMy attention is suddenly pulled away by a quiet gasp, and I look up in horror to see Harmoo standing in the currently open door frame. He's staring at me with emotions that I can't pinpoint. And I don't even have time to think before my panic response sets in.\nI almost shriek with surprise. This can't be happening! I grab my tail and tug it up over my eyes. I can feel tears wet it as I hold it there. I can feel the mess I still haven't finished cleaning smoosh around on my butt as I haphazardly close my legs to hide my shame. That's it! I'm doomed!\nMuffled, I hear the door slam like thunder and lock like lightning. I can barely breath, and I sit with my eyes shut tight. Hopefully this will all be over quickly.\nA thud sounds as something hits the floor. His voice flies through the room like a birdsong, \"You wear diapers too!?\"\n\"What!?\" I reel back, shocked and sobbing, hardly processing that he's said 'too.'\nI very slowly, bashfully move my tail away from one eye to peek out. Harmoo is standing before me with his bag crashed to the ground. His face is full of surprise, but his eyes are almost gleaming at me. I only peek for that split second though, then return to sobbing into my tail.\nI hear him shuffling through the room through my sobs. A hand lands on my shoulder and I hear Harmoo's calm, soothing voice, \"Hey, it's okay. I'm sorry I startled you. I should have knocked first.\"\nI feel baffled and embarrassed and confused all at the same time. I ask, \"Y-you're not… mad? You don't think- think I'm a freak? You don't think I'm gross?\"\n\"Well bein' messy can be kinda gross,\" he says, and I can hear the sympathy and reassurance in his voice. He continues, \"but why would I be mad?\"\n\"I- I thought…\" I say, unsure of how to feel.\n\"Hear, let me show ya something-\" He says, and he playfully moves my tail off my eyes and lays it back on the ground. He hops up onto his feet and undoes the buttons holding up his overalls. He lets the bands go and they flap over his back as his pants fall to the ground, revealing that his gray t-shirt is actually a snap-crotch onesie hiding a clearly swollen diaper.\n\"And here I was thinking I was gonna hafta hide this all year. When I told the college I needed diapers, I guess they were lying when they said they couldn't help me.\" He says coyly, and he undoes the snaps on his onesie as well before pulling it over his head with one swoop. He's left in just a big, thick, yellow stained diaper that, if I'm not mistaken, is the same brand as mine. My brain freezes on his body as he pulls off the onesie. His whole body is covered in the same dark gray fur, and the purplish fur freckles under his eyes also cover his inner thighs and tummy. My panic all but subsides for a split second as I just gaze at him in awe. His slightly pudgy frame mixed with the diaper leaves him looking like an overgrown toddler, not much unlike myself to be honest.\n\"There's not really enough room in here for two diaper changes at once, I don't think,\" he says, \"so I guess I'll have to wait till you're done.\" With that, he bounds over me onto his bed, making the sheet pull up slightly to reveal what looks a lot like the same mattress protector that I have.\nHe patiently sits crisscross applesauce on his bed and just looks at me curiously while I try to regain my composure enough to continue wiping myself. I very shakily pull out another wipe and try to position myself to get more of the mess off, but I feel exposed and embarrassed enough that I try to keep my legs mostly in front of my stuff. This quickly results in me just smearing more mess into the places I've already scrubbed. Frustrated, I throw the wipe onto the pile and put my palms over my eyes while huffing. I'm exasperated and flustered and wishing my mom was here to change me again. I already feel exhausted again, but I just had a nap!\nI sniffle and wipe a tear out of my eye before hearing a quiet, \"Hey, I'm really sorry I upset you.\"\nI look up at Harmoo, his big black eyes gazing down at me without a hint of judgement or meanness. He says, \"You don't seem very good at this whole changing thing. Are diapers new for you?\"\nI shake my head 'no' and try to stop my sniffling.\nHe thinks for a second and then says in a concerned and not at all teasing tone, \"I guess mommy or daddy couldn't go to space with their little astronaut, right?\"\nI almost giggle at his words, and I look at him and whisper, \"Yeah. Still not good at changing myself. This is my first messy one alone.\"\nHe whispers back in a voice that makes my heart melt, \"You don't have to be alone, you know. I'm right here if you want my help.\"\nMy jaw almost drops. I could never! This cute stranger would change my diaper for me!?\nHe clearly sees my surprise and continues, \"... Do you want my help?\"\nIs it really a good idea to let him help? I've only just met him. But he's been so nice to me, and he's one of the cutest people I've ever met. And he's offering.\nI nod my head 'yes' bashfully, and he quickly springs into action. Before I even finish nodding, he's off his bed standing over me. His soggy diaperbutt is just an inch in front of my nose as he leans across my bed and grabs my pillow. He hands me the pillow and says, \"For your head. It's much easier to clean you off if you're laying down.\"\nI put the pillow behind me and lay back onto it. As he steps back over me to get into position, I get a very good view of his soggy diapered behind. I feel my penis stir a little and peek out of my sheath, and I quickly move my paw down to hide it.\nHe walks over to his closet, ignoring my embarrassment, and opens it to show an almost exact copy of my own layout. I can see the top half of the closet while laying down, and the double stack of diapers with changing supplies on top makes me almost giggle. He grabs two things in either hand that I can't see and then returns to me. First, he shakes open a small garbage bag and begins gingerly moving my soiled wipe pile into it. Why didn't I think of that? Second, after he finishes that, he leans back over me and reveals a big, white binky which he holds in front of my mouth.\n\"This will help you calm down,\" he says, and I instinctually accept it into my maw without a second thought. I smile up at him through the paci and suck on it intently.\nHe giggles and moves back into changing position, his diaper sloshing slightly with its own weight. As he retracts, he runs a hand down my thigh. It almost tickles, and I giggle back at him.\n\"Okay,\" he says, \"put your ankles on my shoulders so I can keep your butt up.\"\nI do as he says a bit sheepishly, still covering my peeking penis with my paw.\nHe chuckles at me slightly and puts one paw on my own. He says reassuringly, \"Don't worry about me seeing that, cutie. I'm gonna be scrubbing it clean soon anyway.\" I blush as he moves my hand away, uncovering the little bit of pink coming out of the end of my sheath. He looks over me with a big smile.\n\"Now, let's get you clean-\" he says, and he takes the front of my diaper and squishes it against my groin. I look at him, confused and concerned. He winks at me and pulls the soaked padding across my butt, pushing a hefty amount of the mess into the diaper itself. What a good idea!\nHe grabs a handful of wipes and starts to slip the rest of the poop that he missed into the diaper. In a matter of moments, he's got almost all of the top layer of poop off me, leaving just what's stuck in my fur and cracks. With one hand, he holds up my butt a little more to slide my diaper out from under me. With the other hand, he impressively rolls up the diaper, tapes it closed, and drops it into the trash bag.\n\"Wow…\" I lisp from behind his pacifier.\n\"Yeah, I've got pretty good at this over the years. And you're doing great.\" He responds, \"Now, this next part might tickle a little. It can be weird sometimes to have new hands down there.\"\nHe gets another wipe and cleans off my butt, starting with the cheeks then moving on to my crack. He trashes each wipe when necessary as he gets my back half clean.\n\"You must have spent quite a while waterlogged recently. Your fur is completely matted down here, and it looks like you're starting to get a rash.\"\nI cringe, rashes are never fun! He looks me in the eyes intently for a second and says, \"But don't worry. We'll keep you clean. And I'm gonna scrub you extra good to make sure I can find everywhere that needs cream, okay?\"\nI nod, my blush growing and growing as he continues to escalate the intimacy of our situation. He gets another wipe and goes right to my butthole. I jump slightly as he rubs it with the wipe. I can feel his quick, delicate fingers through the wet fabric. It tickles slightly, but more than that it makes me feel extremely blushy and excited. My penis hardens even more, emerging from my sheath, all threeish inches of it. I half bite my lip against the binky, suddenly feeling ten times as exposed but also like I'd absolutely love for him to keep going. He runs his finger in a circle around my hole, pushing the wipe along it. Then he pushes against my hole lightly, letting the cloth go in a tiny bit. I buck slightly and huff into the pacifier. Just as quickly as he pushed in, he stops and tosses the wipe.\nHe reaches up his hands and puts them on my ankles over his shoulders. He whispers, \"You can lower these. I'm all done with your butt for now.\" I don't hesitate to follow his instructions again.\nHe takes yet another wipe and rubs my thighs and then my lower tummy. Then another wipe and he starts on my balls. It suddenly tickles a lot more as he cups my balls with the wipes and rubs the pee and poop off them. I giggle and strain to avoid kicking lightly. He finally reaches my now fully erect little penis. He takes care first to get my sheath clean and then starts to clean the sheath entrance and base of my penis. It feels so good to have his hands there carefully and methodically scrubbing me clean. My stomach feels bubbly and almost aches with excitement. Harmoo gets one last wipe to clean with and wraps it around my shaft and up over the head of my penis. He gives it a couple firm pumps and I roil beneath him, almost wanting to ask him to keep going.\nI start to say through the binky, \"That feewls weally goo-\" But I am cut off by my stomach growling angrily at me for food. I feel it churning with hunger and with my own apprehension.\n\"Certainly looks like you're enjoying it,\" Harmoo says back. But he stops stroking me and tosses the wipe. \"Maybe we should talk about it after we get some food in your belly, though.\" He says, chuckling and rubbing my tummy affectionately. I nod back, accepting his conditions.\nHe takes my tube of rash cream and goes to town on me. He rubs it in all along my crack, over my balls, and around the tip of my penis. I mewl and churn, feeling both ticklish and playful. Next he unfolds the new diaper and puts it under my butt. He grabs the powder and first adds some to the seat of the diaper, then he sprinkles it on my butt and all over my front. He pats the powder lightly into my fur. My penis retreats back into my sheath with the cool feeling of the powder.\nFinally, he grabs the front of the clean diaper on both wings and folds it up over me. He shuffles it in nice and tight, and then quickly and expertly pulls each tape onto the front, leaving me comfortable and dry with just the tail tape left.\n\"Almost done, Fanny,\" he says, smiling widely, and I blush at his babification of my name. He holds out a hand, and I take it in my own. He pulls me up so we're both standing, our diapers both crinkle audibly, his squishing and mine puffing out powder. Still holding my hand, he swirls me around and tugs the back of my diaper up around my poofy tail. He tapes it closed, again with an ease that shows his much greater experience at this above my own.\nStanding before him again, this time with both of us in just our crinkly underwear, I feel my blush grow heavier and heavier as he beams at me with his twinkling black eyes. I mumble, \"dank youu…\" through his pacifier, and I blush even harder as I realize more thoroughly that it's his binky in my mouth.\n\"No problem, cutie.\" He says, and he gives my butt a pat and ushers to my bed. He continues, \"Now, I'll get myself changed, too. Then we can head to dinner.\"", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "I instantly jump as my alarm sounds, sliding my butt back to sit up. A messy smoosh pushes against my butt, and I start. I jump off my bed, realizing that I've pooped in my sleep. Not just any poop, but a heavy, wet mess that rubs its way into my backside. Fast food was a bad idea! I rush across the room to my desk to turn off my alarm, feeling the mess smear more and more with each step. I grab my phone and push the 'dismiss' button, only to be greeted with the clock. I panic as I see that it is 6:10. Five minutes before Harmoo gets back! I've slept through my alarm several times!
I have to change! Fast! Now! Crap!
I tear all of my changing supplies out of my closet, feeling myself start to cry. I throw down the changing mat and a clean diaper then wipes, powder, and rash cream. Then I move to the changing mat and lay it out properly before turning over. I sit on the mat, and my mess squishes up the front and back, only exacerbating my doom.
I untape my tail and then the four tapes on the front and let my heavy diaper fall open. The front is partially filled with pee, and poop covers the whole back all the way to halfway up the front. I can barely see my sheath and balls through the mess.
I let out a hacked cry. How am I ever going to get this clean in time!? I can't help but close my eyes for a second and try to will Harmoo to be late.
Then, I begin the daunting task of scraping and scrubbing myself clean. I go through wipe after wipe barely getting just my front clean and leaving a big pile of filth on the exposed half of my diaper. More and more tears form in my eyes as I grow terrified that this task is impossible. I start to scrub furiously, almost ripping the wipes as I focus on nothing but getting myself clean.
My attention is suddenly pulled away by a quiet gasp, and I look up in horror to see Harmoo standing in the currently open door frame. He's staring at me with emotions that I can't pinpoint. And I don't even have time to think before my panic response sets in.
I almost shriek with surprise. This can't be happening! I grab my tail and tug it up over my eyes. I can feel tears wet it as I hold it there. I can feel the mess I still haven't finished cleaning smoosh around on my butt as I haphazardly close my legs to hide my shame. That's it! I'm doomed!
Muffled, I hear the door slam like thunder and lock like lightning. I can barely breath, and I sit with my eyes shut tight. Hopefully this will all be over quickly.
A thud sounds as something hits the floor. His voice flies through the room like a birdsong, "You wear diapers too!?"
"What!?" I reel back, shocked and sobbing, hardly processing that he's said 'too.'
I very slowly, bashfully move my tail away from one eye to peek out. Harmoo is standing before me with his bag crashed to the ground. His face is full of surprise, but his eyes are almost gleaming at me. I only peek for that split second though, then return to sobbing into my tail.
I hear him shuffling through the room through my sobs. A hand lands on my shoulder and I hear Harmoo's calm, soothing voice, "Hey, it's okay. I'm sorry I startled you. I should have knocked first."
I feel baffled and embarrassed and confused all at the same time. I ask, "Y-you're not… mad? You don't think- think I'm a freak? You don't think I'm gross?"
"Well bein' messy can be kinda gross," he says, and I can hear the sympathy and reassurance in his voice. He continues, "but why would I be mad?"
"I- I thought…" I say, unsure of how to feel.
"Hear, let me show ya something-" He says, and he playfully moves my tail off my eyes and lays it back on the ground. He hops up onto his feet and undoes the buttons holding up his overalls. He lets the bands go and they flap over his back as his pants fall to the ground, revealing that his gray t-shirt is actually a snap-crotch onesie hiding a clearly swollen diaper.
"And here I was thinking I was gonna hafta hide this all year. When I told the college I needed diapers, I guess they were lying when they said they couldn't help me." He says coyly, and he undoes the snaps on his onesie as well before pulling it over his head with one swoop. He's left in just a big, thick, yellow stained diaper that, if I'm not mistaken, is the same brand as mine. My brain freezes on his body as he pulls off the onesie. His whole body is covered in the same dark gray fur, and the purplish fur freckles under his eyes also cover his inner thighs and tummy. My panic all but subsides for a split second as I just gaze at him in awe. His slightly pudgy frame mixed with the diaper leaves him looking like an overgrown toddler, not much unlike myself to be honest.
"There's not really enough room in here for two diaper changes at once, I don't think," he says, "so I guess I'll have to wait till you're done." With that, he bounds over me onto his bed, making the sheet pull up slightly to reveal what looks a lot like the same mattress protector that I have.
He patiently sits crisscross applesauce on his bed and just looks at me curiously while I try to regain my composure enough to continue wiping myself. I very shakily pull out another wipe and try to position myself to get more of the mess off, but I feel exposed and embarrassed enough that I try to keep my legs mostly in front of my stuff. This quickly results in me just smearing more mess into the places I've already scrubbed. Frustrated, I throw the wipe onto the pile and put my palms over my eyes while huffing. I'm exasperated and flustered and wishing my mom was here to change me again. I already feel exhausted again, but I just had a nap!
I sniffle and wipe a tear out of my eye before hearing a quiet, "Hey, I'm really sorry I upset you."
I look up at Harmoo, his big black eyes gazing down at me without a hint of judgement or meanness. He says, "You don't seem very good at this whole changing thing. Are diapers new for you?"
I shake my head 'no' and try to stop my sniffling.
He thinks for a second and then says in a concerned and not at all teasing tone, "I guess mommy or daddy couldn't go to space with their little astronaut, right?"
I almost giggle at his words, and I look at him and whisper, "Yeah. Still not good at changing myself. This is my first messy one alone."
He whispers back in a voice that makes my heart melt, "You don't have to be alone, you know. I'm right here if you want my help."
My jaw almost drops. I could never! This cute stranger would change my diaper for me!?
He clearly sees my surprise and continues, "... Do you want my help?"
Is it really a good idea to let him help? I've only just met him. But he's been so nice to me, and he's one of the cutest people I've ever met. And he's offering.
I nod my head 'yes' bashfully, and he quickly springs into action. Before I even finish nodding, he's off his bed standing over me. His soggy diaperbutt is just an inch in front of my nose as he leans across my bed and grabs my pillow. He hands me the pillow and says, "For your head. It's much easier to clean you off if you're laying down."
I put the pillow behind me and lay back onto it. As he steps back over me to get into position, I get a very good view of his soggy diapered behind. I feel my penis stir a little and peek out of my sheath, and I quickly move my paw down to hide it.
He walks over to his closet, ignoring my embarrassment, and opens it to show an almost exact copy of my own layout. I can see the top half of the closet while laying down, and the double stack of diapers with changing supplies on top makes me almost giggle. He grabs two things in either hand that I can't see and then returns to me. First, he shakes open a small garbage bag and begins gingerly moving my soiled wipe pile into it. Why didn't I think of that? Second, after he finishes that, he leans back over me and reveals a big, white binky which he holds in front of my mouth.
"This will help you calm down," he says, and I instinctually accept it into my maw without a second thought. I smile up at him through the paci and suck on it intently.
He giggles and moves back into changing position, his diaper sloshing slightly with its own weight. As he retracts, he runs a hand down my thigh. It almost tickles, and I giggle back at him.
"Okay," he says, "put your ankles on my shoulders so I can keep your butt up."
I do as he says a bit sheepishly, still covering my peeking penis with my paw.
He chuckles at me slightly and puts one paw on my own. He says reassuringly, "Don't worry about me seeing that, cutie. I'm gonna be scrubbing it clean soon anyway." I blush as he moves my hand away, uncovering the little bit of pink coming out of the end of my sheath. He looks over me with a big smile.
"Now, let's get you clean-" he says, and he takes the front of my diaper and squishes it against my groin. I look at him, confused and concerned. He winks at me and pulls the soaked padding across my butt, pushing a hefty amount of the mess into the diaper itself. What a good idea!
He grabs a handful of wipes and starts to slip the rest of the poop that he missed into the diaper. In a matter of moments, he's got almost all of the top layer of poop off me, leaving just what's stuck in my fur and cracks. With one hand, he holds up my butt a little more to slide my diaper out from under me. With the other hand, he impressively rolls up the diaper, tapes it closed, and drops it into the trash bag.
"Wow…" I lisp from behind his pacifier.
"Yeah, I've got pretty good at this over the years. And you're doing great." He responds, "Now, this next part might tickle a little. It can be weird sometimes to have new hands down there."
He gets another wipe and cleans off my butt, starting with the cheeks then moving on to my crack. He trashes each wipe when necessary as he gets my back half clean.
"You must have spent quite a while waterlogged recently. Your fur is completely matted down here, and it looks like you're starting to get a rash."
I cringe, rashes are never fun! He looks me in the eyes intently for a second and says, "But don't worry. We'll keep you clean. And I'm gonna scrub you extra good to make sure I can find everywhere that needs cream, okay?"
I nod, my blush growing and growing as he continues to escalate the intimacy of our situation. He gets another wipe and goes right to my butthole. I jump slightly as he rubs it with the wipe. I can feel his quick, delicate fingers through the wet fabric. It tickles slightly, but more than that it makes me feel extremely blushy and excited. My penis hardens even more, emerging from my sheath, all threeish inches of it. I half bite my lip against the binky, suddenly feeling ten times as exposed but also like I'd absolutely love for him to keep going. He runs his finger in a circle around my hole, pushing the wipe along it. Then he pushes against my hole lightly, letting the cloth go in a tiny bit. I buck slightly and huff into the pacifier. Just as quickly as he pushed in, he stops and tosses the wipe.
He reaches up his hands and puts them on my ankles over his shoulders. He whispers, "You can lower these. I'm all done with your butt for now." I don't hesitate to follow his instructions again.
He takes yet another wipe and rubs my thighs and then my lower tummy. Then another wipe and he starts on my balls. It suddenly tickles a lot more as he cups my balls with the wipes and rubs the pee and poop off them. I giggle and strain to avoid kicking lightly. He finally reaches my now fully erect little penis. He takes care first to get my sheath clean and then starts to clean the sheath entrance and base of my penis. It feels so good to have his hands there carefully and methodically scrubbing me clean. My stomach feels bubbly and almost aches with excitement. Harmoo gets one last wipe to clean with and wraps it around my shaft and up over the head of my penis. He gives it a couple firm pumps and I roil beneath him, almost wanting to ask him to keep going.
I start to say through the binky, "That feewls weally goo-" But I am cut off by my stomach growling angrily at me for food. I feel it churning with hunger and with my own apprehension.
"Certainly looks like you're enjoying it," Harmoo says back. But he stops stroking me and tosses the wipe. "Maybe we should talk about it after we get some food in your belly, though." He says, chuckling and rubbing my tummy affectionately. I nod back, accepting his conditions.
He takes my tube of rash cream and goes to town on me. He rubs it in all along my crack, over my balls, and around the tip of my penis. I mewl and churn, feeling both ticklish and playful. Next he unfolds the new diaper and puts it under my butt. He grabs the powder and first adds some to the seat of the diaper, then he sprinkles it on my butt and all over my front. He pats the powder lightly into my fur. My penis retreats back into my sheath with the cool feeling of the powder.
Finally, he grabs the front of the clean diaper on both wings and folds it up over me. He shuffles it in nice and tight, and then quickly and expertly pulls each tape onto the front, leaving me comfortable and dry with just the tail tape left.
"Almost done, Fanny," he says, smiling widely, and I blush at his babification of my name. He holds out a hand, and I take it in my own. He pulls me up so we're both standing, our diapers both crinkle audibly, his squishing and mine puffing out powder. Still holding my hand, he swirls me around and tugs the back of my diaper up around my poofy tail. He tapes it closed, again with an ease that shows his much greater experience at this above my own.
Standing before him again, this time with both of us in just our crinkly underwear, I feel my blush grow heavier and heavier as he beams at me with his twinkling black eyes. I mumble, "dank youu…" through his pacifier, and I blush even harder as I realize more thoroughly that it's his binky in my mouth.
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