Jack the Dog stars in… “Changing Room” featuring Gohin the Panda (3.7k words) — “I don’t know, I’m not sure that this suits me,” Jack mumbled to himself, fidgeting in front of the full-length mirror. He kept twisting and turning, trying to look at the sweater from all angles, but he couldn’t make a decision. On the rack it had looked fine, and the deep blue went well with his golden fur, but the stripes just didn’t seem quite right. “I think you look real nice,” said a strange voice, which caused Jack to jump in surprise. He turned to see that a muscular, middle-aged panda had taken a seat in a nearby chair, and was watching him with an unusually intense expression. Jack could have sworn that he noticed an unusual bulge around the bear’s crotch, but the pants were loose enough that he couldn’t be sure. “T-thanks, I guess,” Jack replied, suddenly feeling a little uncomfortable. “I think I’m gonna try something else though.” He quickly returned to the changing room and pulled the sweater over his head. “That color looked great on you, but I think you’d look even better in red,” the panda chuckled. Jack froze in the middle of pulling on another sweater, this one green and patterned with zig-zags. “Are you here with someone?” Jack asked in what he hoped was a casual tone, adjusting the sweater before opening the door and stepping out to check his reflection. “No,” the panda replied, leaning back in his chair. “Just enjoying the view.” Once again, Jack was caught off guard, and his heart began to race as he quickly decided that this sweater wasn’t for him either. He rushed back into the room, pulling it off and hanging it up. His heart was pounding, and he thought about trying to leave. However, once the panda wasn’t looking right at him, he calmed down a little, telling himself that he was just being paranoid. He picked up a rich, chocolatey-brown sweater, devoid of any patterns, and pulled it on before stepping back out of the room. The panda was gone, which relieved him a great deal, and he started checking out his reflection in the mirror. “That’s much too boring for you,” the gruff voice spoke in his ear, causing Jack to jump once more. He turned around and saw that the panda was right behind him, holding a red sweater. “Holy crap! Where did you come from?” Jack exclaimed, heart racing out of his chest. The panda merely grinned in response, taking a step closer to the dog and holding up the sweater. “I was just grabbing something for you to try on,” he chuckled, reaching out with the sweater, causing Jack to take it from him cautiously. “Like I said, red is an amazing color on you.” “You haven’t seen me in red,” Jack replied, taking a step backwards towards the changing room door. He wasn’t sure what was happening, but he knew he didn’t like it. “What are you talking about? I saw you in a red shirt just a few weeks ago. At that party where we met, remember?” There was something odd about the panda’s eyes, but under his intense gaze Jack suddenly had a flash of memory. He was hanging out at his first college party since starting at Cherryton, wearing a red shirt, and he met…someone. It must have been the panda. “Right, of course,” Jack replied, suddenly feeling a little less uneasy. “That party on campus at Cherryton.” It didn’t really make sense, seeing as there was no way that the panda in front of him could be a college student, but for some reason he didn’t seem to notice that. “You wanted to get to know me more, so you asked me to come shopping with you today,” the panda continued, taking another step closer. The motion was accompanied by an odd crinkling noise that the dog couldn’t quite place. Jack’s heart rate picked up again, but he simply nodded, returning to the dressing room and exchanging the brown sweater for the red one. It was tighter than the others, leaving much less of his thin, slightly-muscular figure to the imagination. “See?” The panda laughed when the dog stepped out of the dressing room. “That’s much better. Do I know my friend or what?” Jack had to admit that the sweater did seem like a good choice, but once again the panda had said something to make him uncomfortable. “We hardly know each other,” Jack replied, once again feeling the desire to leave the store and never return. The panda simply continued to laugh for a moment, returning to his chair and leaning back with his hands behind his head. “What are you talking about, silly? We’ve been in the same classes all semester!” the panda gave him the same intense stare from earlier, and once again Jack felt like a fool. “Duh, sorry,” Jack replied, suddenly able to picture the panda sitting next to him in class and hanging out with him after school. “I’ve got no clue why I’m so distracted today.” “No problem, bro,” the middle-aged panda replied, flashing a confident grin. “Cherryton’s a tough school. It’s no wonder we’ve both been a bit stressed lately. Now, that sweater’s perfect, but you’ve got other clothes to try on.” Jack just nodded, returning once more to the changing room. He picked up a pair of khaki pants that he thought would match the sweater, took off his jeans, and pulled the pants up. They were a bit loose and baggy, but that was the fit he preferred. “I think I like these,” he said as he walked out of the changing room, admiring his reflection in the mirror. He looked over at the panda, and was surprised to see a look of disappointment on his face. “Those pants do nothing for you,” the panda sighed, shaking his head. Jack looked back at him doubtfully, then turned to look at the mirror once more. “I don’t know, I think they’re nice,” he replied, twisting and turning as he tried to see what about them the panda didn’t like. “As your best friend, I’m telling you not to buy them.” the panda replied with the same intense expression Jack had come to expect. As it had in the past, the look made Jack feel a lot more self-conscious and… frightened. “My best friend is Legoshi,” Jack replied, the incongruity of the panda’s words once again throwing his mind into doubt. He stopped looking at his reflection and turned to face the panda, backing against the door of the changing room with his hand on the handle. “You really are out of it,” the panda replied, feigning concern as he sat up straight in his chair. “I’m Legoshi, silly. We’ve known each other forever.” Jack shook his head, closing his eyes and trying to concentrate. He and Legoshi had been inseparable for years now. They had seen each other basically every day for as long as he could remember. Jack was totally, completely sure that Legoshi, his best friend in the world, was… a buff panda more than twice his age. Always had been. What was he so worried about? “I’m just really tired, Lego-face,” Jack replied, once again calm. “As soon as we’re done shopping I’m gonna crash in the dorm.” The panda leaned back against the wall, an oddly smug grin on his face. “You just have a few more things you wanted to try, so hurry up then.” Jack nodded, returning to the changing room for what felt like the hundredth time that day. He was deciding on what to try next when he heard a strong knock on the door. Without waiting for a response, the panda opened it. “Don’t forget this,” the panda grinned, holding out a shiny black leather collar. “You wanted to see if this fit, right?” Jack just nodded, taking the collar in his hands as the panda burped loudly in his face before pulling the door closed behind him. He didn’t remember seeing the collar before, but Legoshi had never led him astray in their years together, so he supposed he must have just forgotten. He fastened the collar around his neck without thinking, and turned his attention to the other pants he’d brought into the room, starting off with a black pair of sweatpants. He decided to try them on with the sweater to see if they worked as an outfit, so he left it on and pulled down the ugly khaki pants. It took a bit of effort to pull the pants up his legs, with the thin black fabric tightly hugging his body as it stretched across the dog’s plump behind. “There’s no way I’m buying these,” he chuckled as he stepped out of the room. As soon as he locked eyes on the form-fitting denim, the panda flashed another creepy grin. “Why not? They look perfect!” he replied, shifting slightly in his chair, a tent forming in the already-visible bulge in his pants. Jack didn’t notice, as he was too busy looking at the reflection of his butt. “You don’t think they’re too tight? I definitely need to go up a few sizes” Jack replied, feeling uneasy about the panda’s enthusiasm. “No, they’re great!” The panda stood up and crossed the room until he was standing right behind Jack, close enough that the throbbing bulge in his jeans was a fraction of an inch away from the dog’s rump. “I think this outfit is perfect for you, babe.” “Babe?” Jack replied in confusion, stepping away from the panda and looking at him with concern, his mind flying into overdrive. He tried to leave the room, but the panda backed him into a corner. “Who are you?” “I’m Legoshi, silly,” the bear replied, noisily squeezing the front of his pants as he took another step towards the dog. “I’m your boyfriend, who thinks you look totally sexy in that new outfit,” he sighed, pushing the dog back against the wall and pulling him into a passionate kiss. Jack wasn’t quite sure what to think at first, but he wasn’t given much time to think as the panda broke off the kiss and started pushing him down onto his knees. “Now, be a good dog and sniff,” he laughed, unbuttoning his jeans and letting them fall down around his ankles, revealing a thick, clean diaper. Ruffling the fur on the back of Jack’s head, he pulled the dog closer until his nose was buried in the crinkly padding. “That’s a good boy,” ‘Legoshi’ chuckled, before letting out a deep sigh. There was a moment of silence, until a gentle hissing noise started coming from his diapered crotch. As soon as his padding started to grow damp, Jack let out a muffled groan. The warmth of the piss, as well as the strong scent, immediately filled his nose, with his reaction only causing the bear to push him even deeper into the diaper as it swelled around him. “Now,” the bear grunted, resisting the urge to keep grinding his padding against the carnivore’s face. “Let’s get you changed. You forgot your diaper this morning, pup.” He pulled his own jeans up over his bloated diaper, then effortlessly picked up the dog and carried him over to a nearby bench before starting to strip off his new clothing. “L-Legoshi!” the dog whined, frantically looking around as he was disrobed. The changing area had felt somewhat private, but the bench was basically in full view of anyone who might happen to walk over to this half of the store. “Not here!” By this point, the panda’s influence was so strong that Jack never even thought to question the bear on the fact that, as far as he knew, he hadn’t worn a diaper in a decade and a half. “That doesn’t matter, silly pup,” the bear replied with a grin, pulling down Jack’s underwear and tossing them to the side. “You love being watched.” Before the dog’s mind even had time to accept those words, the panda had already reached into his bag and pulled out a thick white diaper patterned with pink paw prints. Once they did sink in, Jack started to smile, the thought of being seen by someone as the bear lifted up his legs and slid the noisy padding under his rear causing his tail to wag. “Thanks, Lego-face,” the dog chirped as the bear taped the babyish garment into place and firmly rubbed his diapered front. Still not sure how he felt about the dog calling him by his real best friend’s name, especially nicknames, the panda simply remained silent and helped the dog up off the bench. “No problem,” he eventually replied, admiring the appearance of the nearly-nude dog, whose golden fur was obstructed only by the thick diaper and the black collar around his neck. “Now, let’s go pay for your new outfit and head home.” Jack nodded, completely unfazed by the idea of walking up to the busy checkout line in his diaper, and was equally nonplussed when the bear finally pulled out a matching black leash. It was quite a sight for the other shoppers in the store when the unusual couple emerged from the relatively secluded private area. Due to his impressive size and musculature alone, the panda likely would have caught a few eyes regardless, especially given the unusual bulge in his jeans. Most of the attention, however, went to the fairly average-looking dog beside him. Few if any of the other patrons had ever seen a carnivore willingly wearing a leash, given that they were considered to be insulting. Indeed, by comparison the diaper might have been the less shocking of the dog’s two articles of clothing. Instead of acting as a deterrent, the incredulous and disgusted stares that the couple were receiving seemed to only strengthen their passion. The panda tugged more firmly on Jack’s leash, pulling him tight to his side as his other hand groped the dog’s thick padded rump. Jack giggled, happily wagging his tail as he leaned in closer to the panda’s body. “I love you, Legoshi!” he smiled, standing on his tiptoes and kissing the older bear on the lips, wasting no time as he slipped his tongue into the stranger’s mouth. The kiss only lasted for a few minutes before the panda broke away, planting another quick kiss on the dog’s nose. “Then show everyone how you use your diaper like a good puppy,” he whispered into the dog’s ear, a lewd grin on his face. Jack just nodded happily, turning away from the bear and facing towards the growing crowd of people watching him. “I’ve gotta go potty!” the golden dog announced, before lifting up his right leg like he was standing at a fire hydrant. There was a brief pause, and then Jack started to eagerly flood his diaper. The pristine white surface was interrupted by a small yellow spot, which quickly expanded as the padding absorbed his piss and started to bloat outwards. The panda chuckled, taking a step closer and rubbing his diapered tent against the dog’s padded rump, slipping one hand around Jack’s waist and squeezing his expanding padding and using the other to support his raised leg by the thigh. He could have spent an eternity in that position, but after another few moments he let go of his grip and resumed pulling the dog over to the checkout line. Ordinarily, they would have been waiting for a while during such a busy time, but the line of shoppers quickly stepped back to make room for the pair, many of the customers with more sensitive noses choosing to exit the store immediately as they were assaulted by the scent of the soaked padding. The cashier, a middle-aged goat, was completely silent as he scanned the clothing, wanting to get out of the situation as fast as possible. There was no such luck, however, for as soon as the clothes were paid for, the panda had another idea. “Let’s get you dressed, little pup!” he said, temporarily unhooking the leash to make it easier for the dog to pull the tight red sweater over his head. That was a relatively easy task, and Jack did in fact look wonderful in the form-fitting garment. The sweatpants, small enough that they were effectively leggings, posed a greater challenge. They had been a tight fit before, and now that Jack’s plump rear was being supplemented by the bloated, sagging diaper, the fabric was being stretched right up to its breaking point, so thin that the diaper itself was clearly visible. “I didn’t think we’d be able to do it!” the panda chuckled, ruffling Jack’s head fur. “To be honest, I was almost hoping they would rip. A diaper that sexy shouldn’t be so hidden away.” “You call that hidden?” a random member of the crowd asked, before ducking behind a shelf. Despite their disgust, many of the patrons had continued to watch the process with rapt attention. The panda turned with a frown, and was about to respond when Jack interrupted. “That’s okay, Lego-face. I’ve got an idea!” Jack grinned, taking a few steps away from the panda before squatting down and raising his tail. It took the bear only a moment to realize what Jack was planning, and if there were any in the crowd who needed a hint, the dog’s loud fart was likely all they needed. It was followed by another, and another, the foul odor beginning to spread throughout the store as the dog pushed the first load into the seat of his diaper, causing the padding to expand. The overstretched fabric of his sweatpants held for a moment, but as soon as Jack started to deposit another log into his padding, the material gave out, ripping apart under the pressure and exposing the full extent of the dog’s mess. His diaper had already begun to sag after his heavy wetting, but that was nothing compared to this. The white fabric was slowly but surely turning brown as it warped and rippled, hanging out and over the remains of his pants. “That’s a good boy!” the panda cheered him on, leaning back against the counter and openly stroking his own diapered bulge as Jack happily packed his padding. The dog moaned in response, his tongue lolling out of his mouth as he began to pant. His cock stiffened in his diaper as well, the tent further distorting the shape of his heavily used padding. Having hit their limit, many of the customers turned and ran, unable to handle the sight of the depravity on display before them. A few of the more determined members of the crowd held the line, most of them pointing their phones at the sight. One of them, a female rabbit whose fur was black on one side and white on the other, had a particularly amused expression, quite sure that she recognized the golden dog from school. She was hurriedly uploading photos and images to her social media accounts, tagging the unaware Jack on all of the posts. He didn’t notice or care, however, finishing his business with another loud fart before standing back up straight. He twirled around, enjoying the feeling of his filled diaper as it swung around between his legs, before returning to the panda and kissing him once more. “That feels much better, Lego-face!” Jack beamed, happily grinding his padded cock up against the bear’s. “You look perfect, now!” the bear replied, clipping the leash back in place and starting to lead the dog out of the store. “Now, let’s get out of here and go somewhere more fun.” Jack nodded, following close behind. Back in the changing room where this all began, Jack’s cell phone was sitting atop a pile of his original clothes. It vibrated constantly, a barrage of notifications from every social media app lighting up the screen, only interrupted by phone calls from the real Legoshi. Jack’s reputation was in ruin, the humiliation that he was no longer able to process likely to follow him for life. As he walked down the street, random people began pointing and laughing at him, only to begin gagging at the stench when he grew closer. None of that mattered, though. He was with Legoshi, and he was happy. As the pair waited for a green light to cross a busy street, the panda had a thought, turning to face the dog, reaching down and massaging his ruined diaper through the remains of his pants. Jack returned his gaze, heart pounding with love and anticipation in equal measure. “I just realized something, pup,” the panda chuckled once more, a darkly perverse grin on his face. “What’s that, Legoshi?” Jack replied, tilting his head to the side in curiosity, moaning softly every time the bear squeezed his padding. The panda moaned as well at the sound of the dog calling him ‘Legoshi’ once more. He hadn’t been sure how he felt about it at first, but hearing it now caused his cock to twitch in his diaper. “I never bothered to learn your name.” Jack only tilted his head further to the side as the bear started to laugh. “What are you talking about?” Jack replied, grinding against the panda’s padding once more despite his confusion. “Of course you know my name. I’m Jack!” “Jack?” the panda muttered, thinking to himself for a moment. “No, I don’t think so.” The light turned green, and he began to lead the dog across the street. “That isn’t right at all.” “Yes it is, isn’t it?” Jack replied, his mind resisting the panda’s influence one final time. “Nope,” the bear mumbled in a gruff voice directly into the dog’s ear. “Jack’s boring as hell. Your name is Stinkybutt.” “Is it?” the dog replied, letting go of his old name but not quite accepting the replacement. “Yup. Stinky for short.” He playfully ruffled the dog’s fur as they reached the other side of the street. “Now, how about we find somewhere private we can play?” “Okay!” Stinky replied, happily following along as the panda tugged at his leash, leading him deeper into the darker parts of town. Of course it was his name. Legoshi told him so, after all. The new name accepted, Stinky’s mind drifted to the future, wondering what sort of fun he and the panda would have together. He couldn’t wait to find out.