"I won't look too silly, will I?" Myst asked adjusting his diaper.  The purple otter was dressed as Cupid, suspended a few feet in the air.  He wore a white and pink diaper with a heart on the butt.  Small wings were attached to a small harness he was warring.  Through some careful rope work, Myst was suspended a few feet in the air.  From the right angle, it might look like the otter was floating.  Really, he was just swinging gently in the air at the perfect height for his boyfriend to walk right into his padded butt.  That was likely intentional.  

The naked gray wolf was the only one on set with him.  "Yup, cute, silly and a dork." Hunter said smiling up at his partner.  "Plus, you haven't even messed yourself yet.  I don't think that will make you any less adorable. My stinky Cupid, and we are sticking with Cupid.  I'm not having the Eros discussion again!" Hunter said, pointing an accusing finger at Myst.  

"Fine," Myst said, paws up and sticking out his tongue.  There was an audible gurgle from his belly "I think I'm about ready anyway." He rubbed his slightly bulging belly. 

Hunter wagged his tail in excitement. "Nice timing!  You are going to look so good!  Just need your bow and arrow!" He said passing the props up.  "We are going to make February the biggest mess in that whole messy calendar!"  After spending date night, eating a huge multi hour meal, and drinking what felt like a metric ton of water, they couldn't be more prepared.  It just needed to finish moving through him and out his bright yellow butthole.  

"Think I'm Cupid enough to make anyone fall in love using these?" Myst said practicing his shooting pose.  The wiggly otter swung a bit, as he practiced getting his legs in the position he planned to use for the picture.

Hunter casually grabbed Myst by the crotch preventing the otter's swings from getting out of hand.  "Definitely!" Hunter said laughing to himself.  "Maybe you poked my butt with an arrow, and I've been under your spell forever."  Hunter held his muzzle the otter's padded crotch.  "Love you." he said, giving the diaper a peck of a kiss.

"Love you too!" Myst said, "With all my heart. And..." He willed himself to start peeing.  The otter wasn't going to let kinky moment pass him by even during a sentimental movement.  Focused on his bladder, he let out the tiniest amount of pee.  It was supposed to be just enough for Hunter to notice.  Once it started, he quickly realized that he had misjudged things and now the dam was open.  Perhaps it was the novelty of not being grounded, but it felt uniquely good to wet himself.  He flexed his feet and moved his legs around.  He was loudly sighing and enjoyed the pressure he didn't realize was there being released.  Though it all, he was sure Hunter was nuzzling and pressing himself into his diaper.  The warm spray quickly got absorbed left soft warm puffy clouds behind.  The whole experience was giving him a light buzz.  

The otter's diaper was far from clean anymore.  It wasn't ready but it was getting there.  The white sections had started taking on a light yellow tone.  The whole thing puffed up, and drooped in the middle, but mostly in the front.  Even as the pressure started to reduce in Myst's bladder, the otter let his feeling sing.  He openly moaned, leaning his whole body backward.  His enjoyment was there to be shared and if there was someone a block away who heard it, so be it. 

Hunter wrapped his arms around the otter's legs locking them together.  He pressed deeper into the yellowing padding, opening his muzzle and licking it, like he was French kissing the otter's muzzle.  Myst giggled.  The strange make-out ticked.  When Hunter's deep growly moans resonated through him, it felt just as good as any vibrator. 

Unfortunately, the bladder was only so big, and it was now completely emptied.  He happily enjoyed the afterglow and let Hunter continue to play.  The wolf pet and kissed the diaper in a way that gave him an idea.  Taking the arrow, Myst decided to embrace this silly idea.  He reached down as far as he could and poked the wolf's shoulder, getting an immediate reaction from the wolf.  He would have preferred to poke his butt, but this would have to do.  "My totally real cupid powers worked! You are hopelessly in love my diaper!" Myst said triumphantly.

After looking up with alert concern, it took him a second to fully understand.  He suppressed a laugh, then nodded and returned to focus on the diaper.  His tail wagged just a bit harder.  He took a deep breath, and took a step back.  His full body language dropped into over blown surprise. "Yes, all my love!  I loved so much before, but no, only this diaper now.  I do not even care for the otter wearing you.  It is no matter, for it is you, this perfect object that I can love and worship forever." He said evoking an armature Shakespeare production.  "Hearts for our love.  I feel as if every love I had before was but a dream.  This is true love like none other." He said, tracing the heart on the diaper with a gentle paw.  "You are beautiful.  Stay like this forever.  It would be so terrible to mess with a perfect thing." More intensely, he caressed Myst's diaper, stroking it gently.  "Soft gentle.  Pee soaked.  You are perfect.  I am deeply in love." 

Giggling with delight, Myst attempted to be as dramatic as Hunter's stroking made him want to moan instead, "I must be a fool for my trick has left my love lost to me!  Ahh, His love for my dirty padding has clouded oursss!  Curse my arrow for it mayy not be undone!  Alas, but maybe the key is a mess!  If I ruin it,  it would break the spell.  But how?  How may I do such a thing?  Dare I make it.... smelly?" He said, having done the best improve he could through Hunter's distraction.  

The rubbing ramped up, with a response from the wolf.  "I must hold you close my love"  Hunter said undeterred by the moaning from the otter.  He ducked underneath and pressed his muzzle right in the center of the diaper's printed heart.  The snoot slid across the dry padding.   Hunter dug in between his butt checks, right where his awaiting butthole was.  

There was an audible rumble. It was time.  Myst scrunched up his face in concentration, and a silent fart escaped him.  It was slow and sustained.  A good amount of stink puffed up out the padding as it escaped into the surrounding air.    

Even with him prepared, Hunter gagged.  The wolf took a step away, inhaled sharply, and coughed twice downward.  He breathed carefully, as the smell started to spread.  The wolf remained hard and dripped steady drops of precum onto the ground.  The wolf's nose moved closer and closer with each breath, returning to the otters butt.  Aggressively he dug is nose in deep, still with measured deep breaths. "That stink is strong, but I could never let some stench destroy my love for you and only you" Hunter said muffed a bit by the padding around his muzzle.

Myst held in a fart building inside him until he was sure Hunter had recovered.  He knew if the situation was reversed, he would want Hunter to be farting straight through his struggle.  It was a difference that reminded him why he loved the wolf.  While he thrived in the chaos and overstimulation from being pushed way outside your comfort zone, he knew Hunter's motivation came from within.  He struggled to enjoy many of his favorite kinks, but the way he stubbornly pushed himself through it was enchanting.  It wasn't that he struggled, but that he would constantly challenge himself to live up to whatever nasty ideas he had.  

With the snoot ready to accept it, the thunderous fart was released.  The flatulence hit Hunter square in the nose, but as far as Myst could feel, he inhaled this one without even flinching.  It was very sexy as far as he was concerned, polite society be dammed.  

With a rumble, and the confidence his love could take it, he pushed hard.  Otter cries of ecstasy accompanied the crackling of the first semi soft log pushing out of him and mushing into the padding messily.  The muddy feeling spread outwards and down his furry crack.  Wherever it spread, the feeing of the dirty mess soaked into his fur.  His legs stretched in front of him, paw tows curled as his whole lower body freely floated only grounded by the wolf insisting on being there.  By a happy coincidence of physics, he felt the diaper squish and mold around the wolf more because instead of his legs going up, his butt just got pushed back.  

The wolf's muzzle pushed around the messy growing mass.  He wrapped his arms around Myst's legs, this time from the back.  "So horrible, I must love!  Dirty forbidden love!"  Hunter shouted.  It was muffled by the padding, and every word sounded like a struggle, but the joy was there.  

Looking down, Myst could still see the tip of Hunter's dick.  He watched it carefully as he gave another big push.  The crackling of more small farts and a slurry of soft lumpy poo added to the quite impressive load already.  An aggressive moan vibrated his butt and the wolf's dick react spectacularly.  It was dripping clear strands of pre like a drippy faucet.  So distracted by everything else, he didn't even know when his own had been covered, but it must have been hard somewhere in the warm muck.  It was probably as drippy as Hunter's was.

The diaper had expanded and discolored dramatically.  If it was intentional or not, His boyfriend had been fluffing and mushing stuff around very well.  It gave the mess a nice even gradient to the brown coloring without smoothing out all the lumps. The mess drooped past his knees, and the whole room smelled delightfully of otter waste.  

With a final bit of effort, he did a final big push voiding himself of any remaining pee, poo or likely cum inside of him.  Cumming or not, he didn't keep his moans bottled up.  There were moans and squeaks and a soft fluttery drawn out fart.

He had probably just pooped more than he had in a week, so feeling empty was welcome.  If there was anything better than sitting down for the first time in a messy diaper, it was probably having such an enthusiastic sniffer do the mess mixing for you.  Hunter just continued to enjoy the impressive load undeterred by the lack of additional mess.  While Myst was sure that he was this enthusiastic when he snoofed others, he felt the need to up his game anyway.

"All my Cupid powers of stink are exhausted.  I hope this broke the love spell!" Myst said, wiggling his butt.

Hunter reluctantly pulled himself away from the otter's butt.  He looked both exhausted and enthusiastic.  His dick flopped about hard.  It had left a sizable mess on the floor without having been touched by the wolf this whole time.  With grace, he spoke to the front of the diaper. "I’m still in love" Dramatically, He looked up.  "But maybe there is enough love for you too". He blew Myst a kiss, looking at him with his loving and lustful eyes.

Myst's face flushed.  "Thanks for playing along.  I know it was silly, but I had a lot of fun role-playing like that.  I was worried that it was too much with that first fart, but well, it was really hot. Whatever god.  Eros, Cupid, whoever that makes you love me, I thank them because I am so so glad I get to love you back every day."  Myst said unable to keep his feelings inside.

"Shut up Dork!" Hunter said, wiping a tear from his eye.  Love filled the air almost as much as the stink.  "I need to take this picture because you look perfect, and I need to do so many unspeakable things to you." He said casually stroking himself as he moved behind the camera.

Myst nodded and wiggled himself into the pose they planned.  It felt so good having the huge weight of the diaper this time.  With the prop bow, he took aim.  He raised his leg showing off the massively bulging brown mass below.  He stuck out his tonged, and winked at the camera.  It did felt really silly, why had he ever been so concerned?  

"My Messy Valentine's dork." Hunter said as he took the picture.