Legoshi and Louis star in…
“Pup from the Art Department”
(3.6k words)


This story is a follow-up to my previous slow-burn Beastars story, where Legosh first started wearing diapers to combat his bedwetting. He was able to make it through the first few days without anyone (but Jack) finding out, but surely that luck can’t hold out forever, right?


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For the first time in a few weeks, Legoshi awoke to dry bedding. No damp feeling in his pajama pants, no laundry to do, and no need to immediately leap into action. The wolf reached a hand down and lightly squeezed the front of his soaked diaper, letting out a yawn as he did so. 


“I guess this was worth it after all,” he sighed, crawling his way out of his bunk and reaching for a fresh diaper. After paying close attention to the way that Jack had changed him last night, his end result was a lot more secure than it had been the previous day. It only took him a moment to gather up the old diaper and handful of wipes he’d used and toss them into the trash. 


The only inconvenience now was the sudden abundance of free time the gray wolf found himself with. As stressful as it had been the past few nights dealing with his soaked bedding, by the time he’d finished disposing of the evidence it was usually time for him to get ready for the day. Now, unable to fall back asleep, Legoshi found himself laying back down in his bunk and thinking about Louis. 


        The haughty red deer had clearly hurt himself in that fall, much more severely than he had been willing to let on. The entire way back to his room, he had refused Legoshi’s offers to carry him, and the wolf was anxious to get to the drama club later in the day in order to make sure the deer was okay. 


“I have no idea why I care so much,” he whispered to himself. “He’s been pretty clear about how little he thinks of me. But still…” Not wanting to think about the deer anymore, but unable to think about anyone else, Legoshi spent the next hour or so before sunrise trying to think about absolutely nothing at all. 


Jack was the first of his roommates to wake up, and the golden dog wasted no time peeking into Legoshi’s bunk and checking to see if he needed a change. 


“Someone’s still dry,” he whispered in a playful tone, barely able to prevent himself from laughing when he saw the embarrassed look on his friend’s face.


“Actually, I just got up and changed myself a while ago,” Legoshi replied sheepishly, running his long, slender fingers through the tangled mass of gray fur on the back of his head. Now it was Jack’s turn to look embarrassed, and he quickly busied himself by turning away from his friend and starting to get ready for the day. The wolf soon followed suit, double checking to make sure his diaper was taped up securely and making sure it wasn’t visible through his striped uniform pants.


In keeping with his usual pattern, Legoshi spent the day in the shadows, avoiding anything that might draw attention to himself. It had become harder, as Tem’s unfortunate demise had caused many of the herbivores at Cherryton to become suspicious of him. Due to his fear of being discovered in diapers, however, blending into the background had become even more important. 


The wolf was confident that his diaper was unlikely to leak as it had the previous day, but thankfully that theory wasn’t put to the test. He definitely felt a bit thirsty throughout the day, but keeping his padding dry was definitely worth it. Before he knew it, Legoshi was standing in the auditorium with the rest of the drama club. 


Louis was nowhere to be seen, so the wolf figured that he must be busy in the back office. He had been meaning to ask the star performer a question about the lighting anyways, so he had a ready-made excuse to check up on the deer’s injured leg. 


Before he even opened the door, Legoshi knew that Louis was really hurting. His sensitive nose had picked up on the sharp scent of medication almost instantly, and in his rush to see what the problem was, the clumsy wolf completely forgot to knock on the door. As soon as he pushed his way into the room, Louis quickly rushed to pull the leg of his pants down over his bandaged ankle, but it was too little too late. 


“How many times do I have to tell you to knock before entering the room, you stupid pup,” Louis fumed, looking at the wolf with his warm brown eyes somehow seeming as cold as ice. He would have shouted if he hadn’t wanted to avoid drawing the attention of the rest of the club’s members. 


“S-sorry,” Legoshi mumbled, sticking his hands in his pockets and staring down at his shoes. “I just wanted to see if you were okay.” As soon as the wolf looked away, something in Louis' eyes seemed to soften. Despite Legoshi’s intimidating stature, he had a way of appearing completely helpless.


“I’m fine,” Louis replied in a moderately less hostile tone as he continued cleaning up the supplies he’d been using and stood up. “But there’s no way I’ll be allowed to go on if anyone else finds out, so keep this to yourself.” He leaned back against the desk, crossing his arms over his chest. The pose had the dual benefits of making him look more composed and confident while also taking the weight off of his injured leg. 


“Now,” he continued, with his voice adopting the authoritative tone of a strict professor, “is there any actual reason that you felt the need to bother me today?” The wolf took a deep breath and attempted to relax, removing his hands from his pockets and shyly attempting to meet the deer’s gaze before launching into his question.


Legoshi truly was passionate about his position in the club, and the longer he and Louis talked about the lighting, the more comfortable he became. The fur on the back of his neck fell flat, his heart rate slowed, and his questions and descriptions became increasingly animated and vivid. After a few pointed remarks by Louis, he did attempt to rein in his hand gestures, but he had become so comfortable in the conversation that he even forgot about the diaper he was concealing. 


The instant that he leaned up against the side wall, it all came rushing back to him, and the wolf froze in place. To his canine ears, the sound of his diaper seat crinkling was as loud and intrusive as shattering glass, and all he could do was start speaking even louder and hope that Louis hadn’t heard it. 


        “What was that?” the deer asked, staring inquisitively at the wolf, whose sudden lack of motion was likely far more noticeable than any noise would have been. 


“N-nothing,” Legoshi stammered, in an instant feeling just as nervous as he had upon first entering the room. If only Louis would just ignore him as he usually did. 


“I don’t think so,” Louis replied, wincing internally as he stood straight once more and strode across the room to stand next to Legoshi. “You’ve been acting even stranger than usual today. First you’re nervous, then you’re waving your claws around like a typical carnivore, and now you’re a statue.”


“I don’t know what you’re talking about, Louis,” the wolf said, once again trying to avoid eye contact. As much as he wanted to get out of the room as fast as possible, he was also terrified to move from his current position, sure that his diaper would once again make its presence known.


“Don’t insult my intelligence,” Louis snapped, closing the distance even further until he stood right in front of the wolf, looking him up and down with a critical eye. “I’m sick of big carnivores like you underestimating me.” Legoshi’s heartbeat was thundering in his ears, and his breath caught in his throat.


“I’m sorry, Louis. I-I need to go.” In one fluid motion, he pushed away from the wall, grabbed the doorknob, pulled the door open and disappeared down the hall. At least, that was the plan. As soon as he made his first move, his noisy undergarment betrayed him once more, and the moment he turned his back to the deer, Louis’ hand reached out and grabbed hold of his tail. 


“Don’t go anywhere,” Louis smirked, holding fast to the handful of fur as Legoshi’s hand fell back to his side, defeated. “I definitely heard something that time.” Indeed, the deer was also pretty sure he knew where the sound was coming from. The idea was so fascinating that, in another brief flash of motion, his free hand reached out, gripped the back of Legoshi’s shirt, and pulled it free from the waistband of his pants. 


“Well now,” Louis chuckled, speaking in an unusual tone that Legoshi couldn’t quite place. “What do we have here?” He let go of the tail in order to use that hand to tug down the waistband of Legoshi’s pants. This action exposed the culprit of the crinkling, with a solid few inches of the diaper’s noisy material sticking out of the wolf’s underwear. 


After the shock wore off, Legoshi swatted the deer’s hands away and pulled his clothing back into place, but there was no way to undo what had been done. 


“It’s not what you think,” the humiliated wolf whined, his eyes returning to their usual position, staring down at his shoes. 


“I’m pretty sure it’s exactly what I think,” Louis said, his unusual smile growing even wider. “It looks like you really are just the ‘pup’ from the art department.” He took a step even closer to the wolf and reached forward to undo the button on the canine’s pants, unceremoniously tugging them down until they came to a rest around Legoshi’s ankles, revealing the entirety of his diaper. The pair of them stood there, not making a sound, for what felt like mere moments to the deer, and hours to the wolf.


In one final act of betrayal from his own body, Legoshi was mortified to realize that the chilly silence was interrupted by a hissing noise, starting softly and only growing louder over time. The source was unmistakable given that the two were so close together, and Louis watched in fascination as a small yellow spot formed in the crotch of the wolf’s diaper, expanding in size as the hissing increased in volume. Legoshi whimpered, trying to simultaneously pull his shirt down over his diaper and pull his pants back up around his waist. After it was already far too late, he was able to regain control of his bladder and stop the flow.


        The two of them stood there for another moment in silence, the wolf bashfully looking down at the floor, and the deer locking his eyes on Legoshi’s flushed face. Louis took a deep breath, trying to figure out how to respond, accidentally causing the scent of Legoshi’s piss-soaked diaper to flood his nostrils. He expected to find it disgusting, but to his fascination, he had the opposite reaction. 


        On an instinctual level, the strong scent of a predator sent his body into a sort of panic. His pupils dilated, his heart began to pound, he became slightly dizzy, all of the usual signs. However, this fear was in such contrast with the visual of a towering gray wolf pulling his shirt down over a diaper that it never consciously entered his mind. Instead, the deer found the scent to be oddly intoxicating. When you take away the fear part of a fear response, after all, the physical sensations aren’t that different from arousal. 


        Slowly but deliberately, Louis found himself kneeling down on the floor in front of the wolf. His gaze slowly drifted down from Legoshi’s face, to his chest, to his stomach, before finally meeting the front of his swollen diaper. It was being partially covered by Legoshi’s clothes, so he gently swatted the wolf’s paws away to reveal the full diaper once again. 


        Louis took another deep breath, and at such a close distance, the scent bowled him over like a freight train.  He let out an involuntary noise that was somewhere between a moan and a sigh before deciding to throw caution to the wind. In one swift motion, he leaned forwards and buried his nose in the wolf’s sodden padding, taking a deep, long sniff.


        “Wh-what…” Legoshi whimpered once more, voice cracking for the first time in years as he fought the urge to moan. Nothing made any sense. The panic of being discovered was still strong in his mind, making it difficult to process the sudden turn of events. He had anticipated that Louis would be disgusted if he found out, and fully expected to be mercilessly mocked. Instead, it appeared that the beautiful red deer was enjoying it somehow. 


        This outcome was so unexpected, in fact, that Legoshi refused to believe it was true at first. Maybe Louis had simply collapsed due to his injured ankle, and it was the result of an awkward fall. Surely that was the more logical conclusion. Yet, as the seconds passed, and Louis only pushed his nose in deeper, that explanation fell apart. However, it wasn’t until Legoshi felt something poking him in the leg that he finally accepted what was happening.


        Looking down past the deer’s face, he realized that Louis’ dress pants were tented in the crotch, and it was this throbbing tent that had rubbed up against his leg. He didn’t understand why, but it now seemed impossible to deny that Louis was enjoying the wolf’s soggy diaper to a surprising degree.


        “W-what are you doing, Louis?” he asked, the sound of his heartbeat in his ears drowning out the sound of his voice. The deer seemed not to hear him either, and chose that moment to wrap his arms around the wolf’s waist and hug his diaper even closer. Legoshi nervously looked over at the door to make sure it was closed.


        “Can you hear me?” he asked, gently reaching his hand down and resting it on Louis’ shoulder, giving the deer a soft shake. This caused the deer to momentarily relinquish his grip on the wolf’s waist, pulling his snout out of the padding. 


        “Just stop talking, Legoshi,” he snapped, glaring up at the wolf. Legoshi was still annoying to him, but damn was his soggy diaper intoxicating. “Go sit down at the desk” He stood up and escorted the wolf across the room before rushing back over to lock the door. 


        Legoshi nervously pulled out the chair and sat down, completely confused as to the best response to the red deer’s mixed signals. When Louis walked back across the room and stood in front of him, he leaned forward and started to speak.


        “Louis, I think we should talk about-” he was cut off mid-sentence when Louis placed his hands on his cheeks and pulled him in for a kiss. The scent of an herbivore close to his face caused him to begin salivating against his will, and a soft growl formed in the back of his throat. As soon as it began, though, it was over. 


        “Just shut up, please,” Louis said, pushing Legoshi back into the chair and sliding down onto his knees once more. Once he had assumed his position, he put one hand on each of the wolf’s legs to support himself and pressed his nose back into the diaper.


        “O-okay,” Legoshi blushed, continuing in his efforts to suppress his own arousal. The pressure of Louis’ nose, as well as the obvious pleasure that the deer was taking in his diaper, had caused his own shaft to begin stirring within his diaper. At this point, while he still didn’t know why, it was clear that Louis was enjoying himself, so Legoshi decided to take a few steps to try and enhance the experience.


        Slowly, to make sure that Louis had time to adjust, Legoshi spread his legs farther apart until he was practically straddling the chair to grant the deer easier access. Louis happily accepted, pulling himself in closer just as the wolf made the choice to release what was left in his bladder. The feeling of relief caused the wolf to sigh loudly, his diaper bloating even further. 


        “Fuck,” Louis moaned, his voice muffled by the padding. He continued taking deep breaths as the scent of wolf piss filled the air, reaching one hand down to gently stroke the throbbing tent in his pants. Assured that his actions were well-received, Legoshi took another step forward, wrapping his legs around Louis’ back in order to gain leverage as he started to grind his own growing bulge against the deer’s nose. 


        The stimulation was so intense for both parties that neither one of them thought they would be able to hold out much longer. Legoshi was in a state of bliss, leaning back with his arms behind his head as the long-time object of his affections worshiped his soggy diaper. Louis was experiencing similar feelings of ecstasy, the scent of carnivore piss and sweat that filled his nostrils sending his adrenaline into overdrive.


        At that perfect moment, hearts pounding, breath heavy, a sudden knock at the door triggered a whole new flood of emotions. In a flash, Louis had pulled himself away from Legoshi and started running his fingers through his ruffled fur, while Legoshi was silently scrambling to the other side of the room to retrieve his pants. 


        “Are you two okay in there?” Sheila asked from the other side of the door. Louis looked over at the clock and swore under his breath. 


        “I forgot that we had scheduled a meeting to go over the changes to the choreography now that we’ve had to replace Tem,” the deer hissed through his teeth, more to himself than Legoshi. By that point, the wolf had successfully gotten dressed and was now frantically searching the room for an air freshener. 


        “Just one moment, Sheila. I apologize for losing track of time. Legoshi and I were discussing changes to the lighting of the final scene.” He spoke a bit louder than necessary to cover up the hissing of an aerosol canister as the scent of fresh pine trees filled the room. 


        “It’s no problem,” Sheila replied. Satisfied that the evidence had been sufficiently concealed, Louis wordlessly gestured for Legoshi to leave.


        “Okay,” the wolf responded, “but we should really make time to talk about-”


        “Just go,” Louis whispered in exasperation, pushing Legoshi towards the door. The wolf unlocked it, gave a confused look back at the deer, before opening the door and rushing past the patiently waiting cheetah on his way out of the building. He knew there was no point in trying to focus on the lights for the rest of the afternoon, and just wanted to go lie down in his room and process everything that had happened.


        He received more than his usual share of odd looks as he practically sprinted across campus on his way back to the dorm buildings, but he didn’t pay them any mind. Upon his arrival in the room, he was glad to find room 701 completely empty. 


        The poor wolf wasn’t quite sure what to feel. Prior to today, Louis had seemed to disregard Legoshi’s existence entirely unless they needed to interact regarding matters related to the club, and he had been forced to admire the gorgeous red deer from afar. Then, all of a sudden, their emotions and hormones had started running wild. If he had tried to come up with a list of all of the consequences of Louis discovering that the wolf wore diapers, he was quite certain he never would have anticipated the events that took place in the office.


        That wasn’t to say that Legoshi hadn’t enjoyed himself, because he had. But it was all so much, so fast. His first real kiss, his first…well, anything, really. Then, in an instant, it was over, and Louis was back to treating him just the way he had before. No time to talk, or understand anything. No time to discuss whether… it… would be happening again. And Legoshi really wanted it to, or at least he thought he did.


        “What the hell was that,” Legoshi sighed in exasperation, “and what the hell do I do about it now?” He flopped face-first on his mattress, causing his still-warm diaper to audibly squish. Looking down, he realized that the padding was nearly soaked to capacity, and the combination of his earlier grinding followed by his mad dash had caused the tapes to start coming loose.


        “At least I can deal with this,” he thought to himself, crawling right back out of his bunk and reaching for some wipes and a clean diaper. At that very moment, he was startled by the vibration of his phone. Putting his change aside for a moment, he pulled out his phone and checked his texts, nearly dropping the device to the ground when he realized it was from Louis. He’d entered the deer’s number in his phone a while ago, but had never seen a notification next to his name before now. 


        He knew that it was no use putting it off, fully realizing that he and the deer would have to discuss things eventually. As much as the deer had seemed to enjoy himself, Legoshi was sure that it was a one-time affair, and that Louis was texting to break it off or pretend that it never happened. Steeling himself for the inevitable rejection, he guided his shaking finger to his inbox.


        Dealt with Sheila. Ended the meeting early, Your room, 15 minutes.


        Just as Legoshi was trying to decipher what mood the deer might be in, he received one more text. It was only one short sentence, but it was enough to cause his heart rate to spike once more, and as he re-read the message over and over again, his tail started wagging frantically.


        I hope you haven’t changed yet.