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Beachside Padding: "Why Did It Have To Be So Damn Hot?"
Beachside Padding: "Why Did It Have To Be So Damn Hot?"
wiped the sweat off your forehead. Your beach vacation that you had
planned for a few years now didn’t account for the massive heatwave
that would sweep this particular day. The forecast a few days ago did say
there would be a heat advisory, but you definitely didn’t anticipate that it
would be this bad. Right now, you find yourself dragging your sandals
across the boardwalk back to civilization as the sea water only feels as
hot as the sun bearing down upon you. You could swear you saw the
edge of the water boiling from the scalding sand, and that was enough
for you. Your wet swim trunks cling to you with a swampy feel as you
double-take on what you see right on the other side. Pastel colors run
themselves over the bumpy brick walls, the colorful designs offering
“What are the odds..”, you mutter to yourself, wiping the stinging sweat
from your eyes. You appraoch, the glass door glistened in the sun as you
The cool air that wafts out as you open the door is like a slap to the
face, and you nearly collapse under the sheer relief it brings as you
stagger your way into the shop. “Oh, hello there, hombre! Looks like the
sun had beef with you, eh?” The friendly Axolotl chuckles behind the
counter. “Go ahead and take a moment to cool off in here, you look like
you need it.” The helpful salamander smiles invitingly as he cleans out a
glass, his apron blazen with the same sign as was outside. You decide to
help yourself as you drag your worn body to a chair and sit down,
skin, each gust of wind from the fans feeling like a grace of something
moment, that is, until your relief was suddenly interrupted by the clink
you. “Here, drink this to cool off. You definitely look like you nearly
got a heat stroke while you were out there, and I don’t want you to get
worse under my watch.” You eye the glass and then back to the Axolotl
down on the straw as he turns around to go back behind the counter. You
give a glance at him and you nearly choke, going into a coughing fit as
some of the shake went down the wrong pipe. You quickly recompose
poofy, white diaper strapped around his waist, it’s pillowy body hugging
around his waist and sunk in around his legs. It looks pristine, clean, and
so unimaginably plush; However, it’s the sheer size of it is what really
throws you off, the pillowy material forcing a wide gait onto the Axolotl.
noticed the one wearing it peeking over their shoulder at you. “Mm?
What’s wrong? Do you- OH!” He looks down at his puffy rear with a
now-reddening face with a little toothy grin. You stammer a bit but
eventually you manage to choke out some words. “W-what’s with them
anyway? Shouldn’t you, like, have pants over them?” you ask, which
“Nope!~ Pant’s can’t fit over these, and I’ve tried! Besides, why
would I hide prints this cute, anyway?” He says with a smirk, “What’s
with the sudden questions, anyway? What, are you hot and bothered
about me wearing these?” You gulp dryly, your heart racing as you keep
glancing at the pillowy garment hanging from his hips. They looked so
soft that you could probably sink your entire hand into them! You
hesitate, trying to figure out how to form the right words as your train of
thought suddenly gets interrupted by a small laugh from him. “I’m not
out an excuse, “I feel like we’re going to get along pret-ty well! Don’t be
embarrassed, I won’t spread the word on the beach about your tastes.~”
You shut your trap as he comes back towards you, you still being
red in the face. “The name is Zeke, by the by.” You offer your own name
you a little grin, followed by a suggestive look in his eyes. “You know…
I typically keep these in the freezer when the weather gets real hot like it
is now. I could help you change out of those soaked swimming trunks if
Your face goes bright red at the sudden offer, looking up at him
from your seat with wide eyes. Those pampers of his look extremely
soft, and you’ve already planned on changing out of your trunks once
you get back to the beach house. You take a sip of your shake as you
contemplate his offer. Looking back at him and seeing him patiently wait
with a smile on his face, you bite your bottom lip as you hesitate.
However, one more good glance to his pillowy posterior pushes you
ear as he gestures to you to follow him. “See? It’s not that hard to say
you need a change.~” He teases, giving your damp trunks a pat as you
walk alongside him. He leads you past a door that says “STAFF ONLY”
in bold font, ushering you into a storage room with a door to the freezer.
Zeke stops you after closing the door behind you. “Go ahead and lay
back, and take those soaked pants off. I’ll come right back.~” He says,
putting it off to the side as you lay back, covering your crotch with an
extremely bashful look on your face. You never had to strip for anyone
up until this point, and yet you can’t help but feel so damn excited as
you know what your pants are about to be replaced by!~ It isn’t long
until you spot him coming back from the freezer with a folded, poofy
garment, grinning ear to ear. “There you go! See, stripping down for a
change isn’t that bad, is it?” Zeke gives a wink as he gets down on his
stammer, trying to protest at the tease before he cuts you off. “Ah-ah-ah,
no fussing. Now, why don’t you open those legs up so I can powder you
up, mm?~”
Axolotl clicks his tongue. “You have to move your hands too, y’know.
I’m not taping this over them.” He says with a warm chuckle. You
hesitantly move your hands away from your crotch in a hasty flustered
motion. Your changer gives a little smirk as you cover your embarrassed
face, slipping the diaper underneath your butt and sprinkling the cool,
sweet-scented powder across your crotch. You shiver and bite your
bottom lip, stifling a moan as your butt sinks into the plush material,
Zeke gives the front a tug, pressing it firmly onto your bits as he
reaches for the tapes. You curl up a bit at how mind-blowingly soft the
know that look. It must be your first time, isn’t it?~” His grin widens as
he works on the tapes, starting on the bottom tables and working his way
up. He traces a finger over your leg guards, looking content with how
snug he’s managed to fit the diaper onto you. “Aaaand… done! How do
you feel?” He asks, helping you sit up onto the mountain of cottony
You don’t know what to say, the sensations hugging around your
waist making you blush bright red as you sink your hands into the front
and back of the pillow strapped between your legs. A dumb smile creeps
across your face as your heart races, feeling over just how insanely soft
it is. Suddenly, Zeke lets out a chuckle as you feel over the back of your
diaper. “My… Someone is really excited to be diapered up like this..”
You look bewildered and confused as you look down at your crotch,
sporting a rather powerful tent poking into the front of your poofy
padding.
holding your arms by the wrists. “Hey, no, it’s okay to feel this flustered
for your first time. How about lets play a little game to get your mind off
of it, hmm?” He says, gently tugging your hands away from your crotch,
inching closer to you. You blush hotly, and inquire about what exactly he
has in mind as you anxiously look to the side. He just smiles, and sits
right onto your pillowy, tenty crotch with his crinkly, poofy tush. “It’s
called ‘Follow the leader.’ All you have to do is do what I do, okay? I
You gulp dryly, wondering just what exactly does this cute, and
feel a warmth radiate from his crotch. You gasp as he lazily sticks his
tongue out, his diaper starting to stain a deep yellow as it swells… and
swells… and swells front to back. He lets out little moans of relief
during his “on-purposcident,” his diaper expanding out past your diaper,
and spilling over your legs a bit just as his massive wetting begins to
You can hardly believe how hard your heart is beating, seeing Zeke
completely and shamelessly soak the padding between his legs. You can
The warmth…
You blush hard at the expressions crossing his face during the
entire event, both of your eyes meeting as he gives you a little smirk
before finally pushing the last bit his bladder had to give. “Fwahhh..
Nmmnff~ I’ve been holding that in for a long while!” He lets out a little
laugh, looking down at you with an expecting look. “I think you know
Your eyes widen, being so absorbed into him having his accident
that you forgot that you also had to have one. You try to stammer an
excuse, flustered, almost feeling unready for it. He puts a finger onto
your lips, chuckling. “Shh! Don’t try to weasel your way out of this one.
These diapers aren’t for show, and I don’t expect you to stay clean after I
“Just take deep breaths, uncurl those legs, and just… Relax…”
You blush harder, your heart feeling like it’s about to burst out of
your chest. You give one more pleading look to the Axolotl on top of
you, and are only met by the expecting look from before. You bite your
bottom lip nervously as you look down at your crotch, deciding to take
his advice. You slam your eyes shut and scrunch your face, looking
rather anxious as you take deep, albeit quick breaths through your nose.
You shiver as you feel your body relaxing, your potty training screaming
in your head to stop before you have an accident. Still, you try to ignore
it and press on. You scrunch your face harder as you bare against it,
Hsst!~
your groin, but the sudden partial relief suddenly pangs against your
back. You instinctively curl your legs a little as another trickle spurts
out, then a longer one as you bite your bottom lip harder, and then…
Fwsshhhhhhhhhhh…!~
You let out a gasp as you uncontrollably start wetting yourself,
your padding swelling against Zeke’s. Your face is bright red as you can
feel your diaper become tighter, sloshy, squisher, and above all:
incredibly warm!~ You clench your fists as you try to clench back in a
panic, but you can’t! You feel the sodden padding spread your legs apart,
forming around the heavy padding that’s pressing into your bits as you
let out hot pants of air. As abrupt and sudden as it started, it starts to
slow down as you start to worry if you were about to leak, leaving your
Zeke gives you a satisfied look and leans in. “See? That wasn’t so
placing his hands on the floor to support himself as he hovers over your
face, his soaked crotch pressing into yours. “Now… I think you now
have a bright idea of how to deal with that pesky tent of yours, don’t
you?” You blush hotly as you look up to him, getting the idea as you feel
your padding squelch and squish against your pent-up cock, eliciting a
stifled moan from you. “And I think I can help with that, as well…”
moment, how exciting it all was, and just how hot this little moment is to
you as you think over his offer. Without even wasting time thinking
about it, you give a meek little nod as Zeke gives a toothy grin back.
hump and squish your front against his, pleasure shooting through your