A Mesozoican Party
#9 of Mesozoica
A collaboration with Krkthal010.
Art by Inferdramon.
A Mesozoican Party
A STORY FROM MESOZOICA
By Velkaden and Krkthal010
Night was settling on the cool streets of Mesozoica. The streets were bustling with people and the city seemed as alive as ever. Heavy drumming beats boomed out from the local club. As it was, there were also street vendors -- Human and Mesozoican alike -- selling everything from anoles-on-a-stick, to herbal remedies of questionable efficacy and even diapers -- at an inflated price of course, for those who either lost their padding or needed fresh ones.
One Mesozoican in particular was out for a drink tonight. A veteran of the early days of the Mesozoicans, Krkthal was one of the first true Mesozoicans to be sapient. A decade after the founding of Mesozoica, the city was already bustling with activity as any normal city would. And like any other city with a significant ethnic population, there were many stores and businesses catering to the population. And then there were the tourists.
While most of them were polite enough to restrict their photography to the distinctively stony structures and sculptures of the city, there were always a few impolite visitors who took pictures of the locals. As evidenced by the _Velociraptor_lounging on a bench who frantically waved away some overly nosey tourists.
Krkthal wound his way down the street to the local bar he frequented. The bar in question was the Drunken Raptor Saloon, one of the oldest businesses in Mesozoica, having been established shortly after the completion of the city. He stepped inside and the scents of a menagerie of different alcohols wafted to his nose. The interior was woody and rustic, yet with a modern touch. There were fossils hanging from the walls, and a wooden pillar carved in the shape of a DNA double helix stretched from floor to ceiling in the center of the room. There were billiards tables designed with sticks made for Mesozoican hands. An old style jukebox set up against the left wall, filled the air with the strains of Poison's Every Rose Has Its Thorn -- an old favorite of his.
He walked over to the bar, which had a myriad of taps and a backdrop of glass shelves lined with bottles of hard liquor, some of which were of Mesozoican provence. Krkthal watched out of the corner of his eye as a Velociraptor walked over to the jukebox and put in some change; the song changed to another one of his favorites, Bon Jovi's Livin' On A Prayer. Nodding his head to the beat, Krkthal stepped up to the bar and asked the bartender for a shot of Laphroaig Scotch whisky. The bartender returned with a small glass filled with the amber liquid.
Krkthal took a sip and sighed at the warm feeling of the liquor going down his throat. As he was asking for a small refill, a beautiful female _Deinonychus_with bright green feathers sat down next to him. She asked for whatever Krkthal was having.
He couldn't help but notice the sleek beauty of the female Deinonychus who had sat down. "So," Krkthal said as he took in the well-groomed feathers of the Dein. "What's your name?"
She obliged immediately. "My name's Izea, daughter of Ixerin. And yours?" Ixerin was a relatively famous Mesozoican artist who amusingly, specialized in paleoart.
"Krkthal," he replied. There was a warmth spreading through him that he attributed to the shot of whisky he previously consumed...or maybe it was the presence of the attractive female Dein.
"So where are you from?" he asked.
Izea swirled her glass of whisky and took a sip. "Bozeman, Montana, just a short way south of Mesozoica," she said.
"So what brings you around here?"
She took another sip of the liquor. "Job hunting. Mesozoicans aren't exactly common outside of Montana and I figured the town would be best place for a young Mesozoican to find a job." She then looked at Krkthal. "So, Krkthal, what's your story?"
Krkthal picked at one of the feathers on his arm before he started talking. "Well, I'm actually a Greenfielder," he said, using the term for a lab-born Mesozoican. "One of the original sapient Mesozoicans hatched at Greenfield Genetics, actually."
Izea chittered as she drank the last of her whisky. "Huh, I'm a Greenfielder too. I was born at one of the Greenfield Genetics subsidiary labs in Bozeman shortly after the closing of Mesozoic Zoo." She then pushed her empty shot glass away and looked at the male Mesozoican. "Since we've just met, why don't we get to know each other further?"
"Pardon?" Krkthal asked as he drained the last of his liquor.
"Party at my house tomorrow night, you're free to join." She ordered another shot of Scotch whisky.
"Uh, I have to get going now but thanks for the offer. See you tomorrow night!" Krkthal thanked the bartender and slipped him a tip before he headed out the doors..
As Krkthal walked home, through the still busy streets of Mesozoica, he wondered what tomorrow night's party would be like. He hitched a ride in a local cab back to his house on the outskirts of town in the hills. He paid the driver and walked up his driveway to his house.
As he opened the front door and turned on the lights, the familiar scents of earth, stone and wood greeted him. Krkthal inhaled the welcoming odor as he walked in and shut the door behind himself. His house was rustic and earthy, made of stone and wood, with a large central area with a library, a study for his writing and work off to one side, a kitchen over to the other, and a bedroom to his right.
He reached under himself and checked his diaper. He felt a little squishiness right under his tail, taking it as a sign that he was wet but but not enough to warrant a change yet. Suddenly he felt a pressure in his cloaca and before he could process the sensation, his sphincter relaxed on its own and his tail lifted. Krkthal sighed in both relief and pleasure as he peed in his now rapidly warming diaper. He licked his teeth as his diaper swelled and grew warm under his stream. Almost immediately, the diaper whisked away his urine, leaving his feathers only slightly damp to the touch.
Immediately, after soaking his padding, his diaper bulged out some more under his tail as he began defecating into his diaper. Krkthal simply relaxed and allowed the mess to came out of his cloaca. Soaking his diaper inevitably lead to him voiding his bowels into the diaper, so why bother stopping it? He closed his eyes and rumbled softly as he finished relieving himself, clearly enjoying the heft and warmth of a freshly used diaper.
Regaining his composure, he walked over to his sound system with his diaper sagging, and put on some of his favorite music; this time it was The Prodigy.
Soon, the rhythmic electronic beats reverberated through his house. He walked into his bedroom and grabbed a pack of his diapers. The fact that they came in a large cardboard box clearly labeled Pampers Mesozoican complete with a picture of an orange Deinonychus wearing one of the diapers didn't embarrass the Dein at all. A close up of the diaper's exterior in the corner revealed that said diaper had prints of stylized dinosaurs and feathers on it. If anything, Krkthal actually enjoyed the slightly childish looking diaper.
Fresh diaper in hand, Krkthal lay down on his changing mat. He rolled onto his side and undid the tail tapes, then onto his back and undid the front tapes before pulling the front of the diaper out from between his legs. As he carefully folded the diaper over to contain the mess inside, a sense of mingled embarrassment and accomplishment flooded through him as he noticed the yellow wetness indicator line on the diaper was reduced to a barely visible blue smear.
The Dein grabbed a few wipes and began cleaning his rump feathers and cloaca. It was then that he noticed he was slightly aroused, as his penis was protruding from his cloaca.
"Must have been the alcohol and the wet diaper," Krkthal thought. It was something that he had never paid heed to before; whenever he wet his diaper, he'd always feel a little bit of arousal. But with the the warmth of the whisky still in his belly, he decided to have some fun while he changed his diaper.
The Dein licked his teeth as he reached past his pubic boot and grabbed his penis with his hand. The tight pressure of his grip against his member made his cloaca tingle with pleasure. Soon, he began stroking it and watched it grow to its full length. He continued stroking and his tongue lolled out as his body rippled with pleasure radiating out from his member.
He clenched his jaw and his tongue licked against his teeth as he stroked harder and faster as precum slowly started to ooze from his length. Suddenly he jerked back and squeaked as he came, cum squirting out of his tip. His body rippled with heat and pleasure as he emptied himself.
As he spasmed in the throes of pleasure, a sticky string of his seed splattered on to the changing mat. Not wanting to make a mess, he grabbed a fresh wipe and covered his cock with it. His member twitched at the cool wipe and he felt a load of raptor seed shoot into the wipe. Panting, he spasmed and shot his final load into the wipe. Fully spent, he lay back, basking in the afterglow of his pleasure session.
Krkthal wiped his penis and cloaca clean and after his erection subsided, got a fresh diaper, powdered himself and taped it on. He rolled up his messy diaper and deposited it in the diaper pail before he walked over to his sound system and shut it down for the night. He then shut off the lights around the house before finally walking back to his bedroom. He snuggled down into the mound of pillows and blankets which served as his bed, since Mesozoicans don't really lie down like Humans do when sleeping. He puffed his feathers as best he could and sat there in the darkness wondering what tomorrow would be like. Before he could think about it too much though, he was sound asleep.
Krkthal awoke to the birds singing outside and the sun visible through the curtains. He remembered having some vivid dreams that night. The Deinonychus got up and noticed his diaper was sagging. A quick squeeze of the swollen diaper and the bright blue (formerly yellow) line that ran across his diaper confirmed his suspicions; he wasn't messy, just very wet. That and he could feel the moisture inside his padding clinging to his feathers.
Krkthal patted his puffy diaper, listening to the squish that it made under his clawed fingers. As he did so, he was able to feel his morning wood. It was at the moment he touched the erection tenting his padding that he suddenly he caught a whiff of a scent that wasn't urine. He suddenly realized he must've jizzed his padding in his sleep. He walked over to his changing mat, laid down on his side and untaped the back of his diaper. Then he rolled on his back and undid the front tapes. As he folded back the puffy diaper, the heady scent of stale urine wafted out from the soaked padding. He then slid the diaper out from under his rump. He looked to see if anyone was watching. His morning ritual was something that he simultaneously enjoyed and felt ashamed of.
The Dein picked up his soaked diaper and examined the inside padding as if he were inspecting a particularly interesting specimen. The padding was stained a pale yellow, hinting at how long he had been sleeping in -- and urinating in said diaper. A small, lighter patch on the padding was evidence of his erotic dream.
His feathers shrunk in on themselves as he touched the interior padding of his diaper. His heart raced as his claws ran over the soft and warm interior. It was a testament to how well made Pampers diapers were that even after a night's wear, all he could feel on his finger was the squishiness of the pee-saturated gel. The pungent and heady scent of his urine and seed rose up from the diaper, overpowering the herbal scent of the powder he used last night.
He ruffled his feathers at the thrill of doing something so naughty. After a few more seconds of enjoying his soaked night diaper, Krkthal then walked over to his diaper bin and threw his used padding away. He then changed into a new diaper and walked over to his kitchen and put a piece of meat in the microwave.
As he waited for his meat to warm up, Krkthal swished his tail, making his diaper crinkle as he pondered what awaited him at the dig site. Perhaps he'd find some new fossils that they could use as a template for a new plant? After all, plant fossils are quite common in Montana. He walked over to his study and grabbed his work/diaper bag, papers and some fresh diapers. He put the diapers and papers in his bag, and then strapped it over his back. He then grabbed his phone and called his coworker who owned an off road RV which he had modified to be driveable by a Mesozoican. Krkthal and his fellow diggers used it to transport themselves and their equipment to and from the dig site out in the badlands. About 20 minutes later he heard the massive vehicle pull up outside. Diaper crinkling, he walked outside and entered through the door in the back. There were several other Mesozoicans inside. There was a Velociraptor, a Utahraptor who lead the group named Krthan, and a couple of Compies, one of which he recognised as Thralka. There were also a few Humans riding in the vehicle as well.
What wasn't taken up by the passengers was occupied with excavation equipment, surveying gear and other sundry materials needed for a paleontological dig.
Krkthal looked out the window and was treated to the harsh, almost alien -- but yet, starkly beautiful -- landscape of sandstone buttes and rock formations that made up the Montana badlands. This place felt strangely familiar; perhaps some ancient instincts buried deep in his DNA told him this was home. Krkthal watched out of the corner of his eye as the Utahraptor lifted his tail and his plain white diaper drooped with the results of his accident. No one really paid him any attention.
Krkthal bobbed his head as Journey came on over the sound system and he soon fell into a trance as the vehicle continued on its way. He was roused from his trance when the RV stopped.
The driver opened the door and all the passengers disembarked. While some of the Humans were busy unloading the excavation and surveying equipment, the Utahraptor spoke up, "Um excuse me, but I need to uh, change myself." Bag in hand, said theropod ducked on the opposite side of the vehicle. The driver then disembarked, revealing themselves to be a male Deinonychus with red and green feathers.
Krkthal pointedly avoided looking at the Dein's diaper, which judging from its sag and the once yellow -- now bright blue -- stripe on its otherwise plain white surface, was rather wet.
"All right, everyone!" the Dein said. "Let's get to work!"
The Humans began moving the equipment over to the actual pit where they were digging. A sign with the words: Greenfield Genetics paleontological site! Authorized personnel only!" fastened on a door indicated that this was the excavation site. The driver pulled out a key from the satchel dangling around his neck and unlocked the door. .
Time passed relatively quickly for Krkthal once he started working and before he knew it, everyone broke for lunch. Seeing as eating inside the dig site was strictly forbidden, they all headed to the RV to get their lunches and enjoy the afternoon sun. Krkthal sat down, his diaper squishing ever so softly as he did so. Must have leaked on the ride here, he thought. Putting those thoughts aside, he pulled a piece of steak out of his lunch bag.
He noticed the Utahraptor, who had rejoined the group after having changed his messy diaper, was eating something that smelled distinctly cooked.
"So think we'll find anything interesting?" Krkthal asked as he took a bite of his warm steak.
One of the Humans took a bite from her sandwich. "Hopefully, we find actually find something that the labs can use, maybe even reconstruct some new plants from it!"
A Compy nibbling on an anole looked up. "Yeah," he added. "That wine made from a resurrected Mesozoican flower was a big hit with the Humans."
Murmurs of agreement ran through the group as the continued on their lunch. Krkthal cracked open another bottle of water and downed it in one gulp. While he didn't sweat like a Human, the hard physical effort of moving dirt and rocks still worked up a thirst. He took another bite of his steak and sighed at the flavor of the juicy meat. He finished his steak, cleaned his hands and excused himself from the group. He headed back into the RV, grabbed his phone and earbuds. He climbed a little rock outcropping, sat down on a rock and started playing some Eminem.
He looked over the horizon of the beautiful land that his kind had once called home. He wondered what the world had looked like in the late Cretaceous. Was it a verdant tropical rainforest or the rocky, desolate, yet beautiful moonscape of today? He was roused from his thoughts at the sound of their digging group getting their equipment ready.
"Hey Krkthal, I think I've found something!" yelled the Compy who went by the name of Thralka.
"What is it?" replied Krkthal.
"Some kinda plant, in good shape too."
Krkthal grabbed an old toothbrush and began brushing away the fine dust that covered the plant, which appeared to be some kind of fern or cycad.
"Hey Krthan! We've found something good!" yelled Krkthal. '
Krthan came running over, his diaper crinkling loudly. "What is it?" asked the Utahraptor.
"Looks like some kind of fern or cycad."
"Dude, I think this is what we've been lookin' for!" exclaimed Krthan. "Let's get this thing out of the ground and wrapped in plaster, and then we can head back."
After the fossil had been removed from the ground and wrapped in plaster, the dig team gathered for an announcement. "You've all done well today, and you've all found something of interest, so as a reward for a job well done, you all have tomorrow off!" announced Krthan. "That and we don't want to swamp the analysis team," he added with an amused chitter.
They all grabbed their things, packed up the equipment they couldn't leave, and loaded it all into the RV.
Krkthal and Krthan had a lengthy conversation on the way back before they finally dropped Krkthal back at his house. He got out of the RV with his diaper noticeably sagging, and waved everyone goodbye.
He walked in his house and immediately went to his bedroom. The first thing he did was give his diaper a few squeezes. When he did, he noticed it was quite squishy. Feeling a little pent up and already a little hard, he decided to have some fun with his wet diaper.
Krkthal began stroking his diaper, feeling the soft warmth of the wet padding beneath his claw. He felt his peen grow and rub against his warm and wet padding, tenting it out. Growing more aroused, he began rubbing his diaper, with each motion of his hand, he was nearly overwhelmed with a feeling of warmth radiating out from his cloaca. He continued rubbing his soggy diaper; this time with his entire hand instead of with a single claw, practically digging into his sodden padding. He could feel the pee-soaked gel inside squishing and rubbing against his fully erect cock. He panted as he felt some liquid leaking from his tip and into the soft confines of his diaper and the passion raging within him. The warmth in his cloaca suddenly turned nearly unbearable. And before he knew it, he squeaked, jerking back in pure ecstasy as he orgasmed into his diaper. Krkthal saw the bulge in his diaper twitch as he shot his raptor seed into his diaper.
Rumbling softly in contentment, he patted his diaper. A gentle squelching noise was heard as the action pressed the copious amounts of gooey raptor cum against his genitals. The Dein decided to lay back and let his erection subside before he changed into a fresh diaper. A few minutes later after his erection had subsided, he laid down on his side, undid the tail tapes, and then he rolled onto his back and undid the front tapes. He pulled back the front of his diaper, which squished lewdly. He slid it out from underneath himself, and as usual, he unfolded the soggy diaper and stroked his hand across the surface of the padding. His feathers ruffled as he felt the warm and soft surface of the wet diaper. It was strangely pleasing, the scent of his urine mingled with powder and the feeling of the pee soaked diaper. He pointedly avoided the area covered in his seed.
He squeezed the padding a little, feeling the warmth of his urine underneath his claws. He inhaled the heady scent of his urine and seed. After having a bit of fun with his wet diaper, he threw it away into the diaper bin and cleaned the cum off of his cloaca.
Krkthal immediately went to fetch a fresh diaper from the half-finished pack. He held the folded up diaper to his muzzle and inhaled deeply, savoring the distinct perfume that Pampers infused all their diapers with. He rumbled in pleasure as as he unfolded the diaper, letting out more of that heavenly scent into the air and slowly displacing the odor of Mesozoican urine. He grabbed the bottle of powder and sprinkled it on, turning his greyish feathers white. Slowly, he began taping the diaper on and savoring the way the soft fabric caressed his rump and cloaca.
A few minutes later, the diaper was taped around his rump and a clawed finger run around the leg and tail gathers to ensure that they were secure. It would be a huge embarrassment to leak at the party! Krkthal chittered softly as he rubbed his diaper, making it crinkle under his touch.
He looked out the nearby window and noticed that it was early evening and the sun was still up. Seeing as it wasn't time for the party yet, he decided that a quick walk around the Mesozoica Memorial Gardens -- once known as Mesozoic Zoo, would be a good way to kill some time.
Grabbing some fresh diapers, and placing them in his bag, he slung his bag over his back, and he headed out the door and into the streets. There were some Mesozoicans walking around, enjoying the cool Montana air.
Krkthal soon found himself at what was once the front entrance of the Mesozoic Zoo. In deference to the historical nature of the site, everything was left untouched since the day the zoo closed in 2044. Of course, this led to the awkward situation of the Mesozoican at the ticket booth explaining to some Human tourists that, no, there was no admission fee, despite the sign saying it was $50 for an adult ticket.
"You know, you can just ignore the admission price. It's a decade out of date," Krkthal said as he walked past the gate. The Humans simply shrugged and did so.
Despite the zoo being abandoned for several years, it was still in pristine condition. The gift shop was unchanged, except instead of selling Mesozoic Zoo related souvenirs (which were collector's items and worth hundreds, if not thousands of dollars), it sold authentic Mesozoican goods, crafts and foods; books and of course, keepsakes.
Krkthal continued on the footpath until he reached the Deinonychus exhibit. As he looked over the swampy jungle, looking remarkably like the Florida Everglades, a moment of nostalgia filled him. Is this where his kind used to live, millions of years ago? He hoped someday, another breakthrough in humanity's technology would allow them to find out.
"Mind if I join you?"
The familiar, feminine voice started the _Deinonychus_out of his reverie. He turned to see Izea setting up an easel along with a tray of paint.
"Uh sure!" Krkthal watched as the bright feathered Dein placed a canvas on the easel and got to work analyzing the way the light hit the landscape. "So," he said as he tried not to stare too hard at Izea. "what brings you to Mesozoic Zoo?"
Izea dipped her brush into the blue paint and began painting the start of the sky. "Well, I just wanted to get some artistic inspiration," she said. Another dip of the brush into the paint. "And what better place to start than at our ancestral home?"
Krkthal bobbed his head and looked at the descending sun through the clouds. He thought of how good Izea looked in the diaper she was wearing. Every so often, he snuck a glance at her diapered rump and her tail, which swayed to an invisible beat that only she heard.
The male Deinonychus looked at the canvas, on which Izea was now painting the trees. It was then that a familiar, pungent odor wafted up to his muzzle. Hoping that the bright green raptor was too engrossed in her painting to notice, he reached underneath himself and gave his diaper a gentle squeeze. It merely crinkled under his touch, indicating he was dry.
When he took his attention away from the canvas, the source of the odor was soon obvious. He could see that Izea's tail was lifted and that the yellow stripe that ran the entire length of her now saggy diaper had turned blue. Krkthal tried to look away but he couldn't help but stare as her tail remained hiked up and her diaper grew puffier as she continued painting, heedless of the fact that she was copiously peeing into her diaper. He could feel his cock gently poking at the interior of his diaper as he watched the bright green Deinonychus soak her padding. Her tail lowered and Krkthal could even see a little bit of her cloaca as the tail tape struggled to keep her sodden diaper from sagging.
He squeezed the padding a little, feeling the warmth of his urine underneath his claws. He inhaled the heady scent of his urine and seed. After having a bit of fun with his wet diaper, he threw it away into the diaper bin and cleaned the cum off of his cloaca.
Fighting to keep from making an obscene tent in his diaper, Krkthal looked at Izea's canvas. On it was a beautifully rendered Cretaceous jungle with a Deinonychus eating a Zephyrosaurus.
"Wow," he said. "That's lovely."
Izea nodded. "Thanks. Say, Krkthal," she said. "Why don't we walk back to my house once my canvas is dry? It's almost time for the party."
Krkthal's feathers shrunk in a little bit as he stammered out, "Uh sure!" As the bright green raptor began packing up her art supplies, he forced himself to look out over the faux-Cretaceous jungle, lest Izea notice him staring at her wet diaper.
After a half hour walk where the two raptors made small talk, they soon arrived at Izea's house. It looked much like Krkthal's own, except where Krkthal had some windswept and weathered rocks, Izea had gingkos and cycads.
Izea unlocked the door to her house, and welcomed Krkthal in. "Party's in a couple of hours, wanna watch a movie?" asked Izea.
"Sounds like a good idea, what movie did you have in mind?" replied Krkthal.
Suddenly, Izea paused for a moment as she caught a whiff of urine. She looked down and saw her sodden diaper hanging low between her legs. "I should probably go change myself." Izea's feathers shrunk slightly in embarrassment.
"Mind if I help?" asked Krkthal. The words were out before he could stop himself. To his surprise, Izea seemed to be pleased at the suggestion.
"I haven't had anyone change me in years, come along!" Izea said. She walked out of the living room and down the hall to the right until they reached her bedroom. Izea went over to her changing mat, grabbed a fresh diaper and laid down on the mat. She gently spread her legs, exposing her puffy diaper with its blue wetness indicator.
Krkthal grabbed some wipes as he tried to not stare at her soaked diaper but Izea chittered softly. "Don't think I didn't see you staring at me as I pissed my diaper back at the Mesozoica Memorial Gardens." Izea gave a smirk that showed off much of her sharp, conical teeth.
The male Dein nervously tapped his claws together. Did he really want to admit that he got off on watching another Mesozoican using their diapers? Krkthal's feathers shrunk inwards for a moment before he regained his composure.
He rolled her onto her side and undid the tail tapes. Then he rolled her onto her back and undid the front tapes.
As Krkthal pulled the sodden diaper away from Izea's rump, exposing her cloaca, he caught a whiff of something that wasn't urine. He pushed those thoughts out of his mind as he took a wipe and gently cleaned her cloaca and rump. He sprinkled powder onto Izea's diaper area, tinting her bright green feathers that familiar white color of powder. As he did so, he noticed that Izea seemed to prefer a more floral scented powder.
When that was done, he pulled her wet diaper away and slid the new diaper underneath her, gently rolled her onto her side and did up the two tail tapes Once that was done, he pulled the front of the diaper up between her legs and did the four tapes at the waist. He then ran his fingers on the tail and leg gathers to make sure they were in place.
Soon, Izea was in a dry flower patterned diaper with the familiar yellow wetness indicator running the length of her diaper. "Thanks, Krkthal."
"No problem." Krkthal then threw away the wet diaper and headed over to the bathroom to wash his hands.
Just before he left the room, he heard Izea say, "Hey, you okay with watching Jurassic Park?"
"Sure!"
A few minutes later, Izea and Krkthal were both lying on the couch in the living room. The familiar soft pianos of the main theme soon gave way to the bombastic and powerful horns.
Krkthal leaned against Izea's side as he heard the bellowing of the herbivores, and the roars and barking of the raptors. He did have to suppress a laugh at the raptors on screen being referred to as "_Velociraptors"_despite their ridiculous size and lack of feathers.
As the kitchen scene played, Izea spoke up. "You know," she said. "Universal Studios is planning on doing a remake...and rumor has it that they're filming in the Mesozoic Memorial Gardens."
Krkthal blinked. "That movie's 61 years old!"
Izea chittered and ran a claw down his flank. "Yes, but it's partially the reason why we are where we are. We are the truest form of 'life imitating art'. What better way to bring it full circle?"
The male Dein nodded and went back to watching the movie. He suddenly squeaked as he felt Izea give his now cool diaper a firm squeeze. The shock caused his already weak cloacal sphincter to fully relax and dump a fresh load of pee into his diaper.
Krkthal's feathers shrunk in as he urinated in his diaper right as Izea was feeling up his padding. She chittered as the diaper warmed up as the result of the male Dein's accident. "Izea, please..." Krkthal trailed off as she nuzzled against him.
"Perhaps we should change that diaper of yours," Izea said, playfully flicking Krkthal's muzzle with a free hand, causing him to scrunch up in surprise.
"Nah, I can wait a little while" said Krkthal, snuggling in beside Izea. They continued watching until towards the end of the movie, when Krkthal felt his stomach growl. Suddenly he felt something slide out of his cloaca and into his diaper. His feathers shrunk in and he hoped it didn't smell too bad.
Suddenly he felt Izea's hand groping his messy diaper. Even worse was he could feel another mass of Deinonychus dung starting to push out of his cloaca and pushing against the mess already in his diaper.
"Oh my," Izea said with a chitter as she felt the firm mass in Krkthal's diaper expand as he continued filling his diaper. "Seems like we have a dirty diaper Dein here..."
"I should uh, probably go change myself," said Krkthal.
"Mind if I help?" replied Izea. Krkthal sensed the playfulness in her tone.
"Sure you can!"
Izea got up and gently nudged the male _Deinonychus._Krkthal's diaper sagged and there was a visible bulge under his tail.
Soon, the two ended up in Izea's bedroom. Krkthal laid down on the changing mat. He winced as his mess was mushed against his rump and cloaca. "Uh," he said. "I don't have any extra diapers."
Izea waved a claw. "No problem. I hope you don't mind wearing one of my diapers."
"Before or after you've used it?"
Izea playfully flicked his muzzle. "A new one, duh!" She then sniffed the air. "Now are you going to let me change that poopy diaper or do it yourself?"
Krkthal sniffed the air and the odor of his full diaper wafted up to his muzzle. "Yeah, you can
change me." Krkthal laid down on his side and allowed Izea to undo his tail tapes. Izea then rolled him onto his side and undid his front tapes. She then pulled down the front of his diaper, exposing the sizeable mass of Deinonychus poop inside.
"My," Izea said as she grabbed a handful of wipes. "You sure filled that diaper up!"
Krktha's feathers shrunk in at at the teasing and he looked away. A squeak came out from his muzzle as the cool wipes cleaned the smelly mess away from his cloaca and rump. He shrunk his feathers in as she noticed his slight arousal.
Izea chittered in amusement as she gently cleaned his shaft, making him even harder. "Looks like you're enjoying this, but I gotta get you all nice and clean for the party."
The male Deinonychus merely bobbed his head as Izea finished wiping him clean and began applying the floral scented powder she used. He lifted himself up off the mat as she pulled his messy diaper away, slid a fresh one under him and pulled the front up between his legs. She then taped up the four tapes at the waist and gestured for him to roll onto his side.
Once he did that and the two tail tapes secured, Izea ran a claw all along the leg and tail gathers. She looked over her handiwork: a greyish male Deinonychus wearing a flower print diaper with its prominent yellow wetness indicator line. She rolled up the used diaper and tossed it in her diaper bin as Krkthal got up from the changing mat.
"Now then," she said. "Why don't we get all cleaned up and you can help me prepare the food for the party?"
"Sure" replied Krkthal. They washed their hands and walked into the kitchen. Izea opened the refrigerator and Krkthal's jaw dropped at the sheer amount of quality meats that she had in there.
"So," he began. "What is in there?"
"Lots of rats, anoles and rabbits." Izea also pulled out some bits of steak, pork chop, and some other delicious Mesozoican edibles.
"Anything else?"
"A group of my friends a while back caught an elk. I figured it'd be a nice addition to our party meal hmm?" Izea then shut the refrigerator door.
"Mmm sounds tasty!" exclaimed Krkthal.
"I'll see if I can get a bit of that then."
A few hours later, everything was set up for the party. On the rough hewn wooden table, there were plates of delicious meats, steak, pork chops and a variety of dishes made to cater to the Mesozoican palate.
"Well, that's the last of the dishes," Krkthal said as he carried out a large plate stacked with freshly killed anoles. He noticed that Izea was not in the kitchen. He placed the plate on one of the empty tables and went to go look for her.
Just as he stepped out of the kitchen, Izea called him from the bathroom. "Krkthal, I don't think we have enough diapers for our guests, would you mind going out and grabbing some?" she said.
"What sizes should I get?" asked Krkthal.
Izea tapped a claw against her muzzle. "I've got plenty of size 6 diapers. A pack each of sizes 1 and 3 and two packs of size 8 and 9."
"Will do."
"Oh," Izea added. "They don't have to be premium brands. Just make sure they're for Mesozoicans. And one last thing, could you get a collapsible extra large diaper pail? I'm not sure our _Utahraptor_guests' diapers will fit in the one we have." She shuddered as she recalled the time she invited a pack of Compys from her art show to her house. Needless to say, it necessitated a run to the store and the purchase of two large boxes of size 4 diapers for Human babies.
"Sure thing!" The sound of the front door opening and then closing was heard as Krkthal went to get the diapers he needed.
Krkthal stood outside in the cool dusk air as he waited for the cab he called to arrive. He checked his diaper; it felt a little saggy and squishy, but not enough to worry about changing yet. It was then he heard a car pull around the corner and he noticed it was his cab. He climbed in and sat down, his diaper squishing ever so quietly as he did. He noticed the driver was Human, which was a bit of a surprise seeing as the few Humans who lived in and around Mesozoica worked for Greenfield Genetics. But seeing as it was not polite to comment on someone's species, he decided to look out the window.
He got out when the cab arrived at the local shopping center, which was still relatively busy. Krkthal paid the fare and walked over to the local Diaper Depot. He opened the door and the pleasant smell of a variety of different diapers and powders wafted to his nose. Unsurprisingly, there was only one Human inside, who looked like he was trying to get out of the store as fast as possible with his purchase.
Krkthal grabbed a cart and walked over to the shelf with the budget brands. There were store brands as well as some Mesozoican diapers made by Attends...which apparently had been marked down. He looked at the diapers and pondered whether he should just buy them.
But then he had an epiphany: Why not do our guests a favor and get some nice diapers?
The_Deinonychus_ walked over to the aisle with the higher quality brands. There was the Pampers Mesozoican that he liked so much...and judging from how some workers were already restocking the shelves, it was apparently one of the more popular ones. Huggies had also gotten into the market with their Prehistorics.
A temporary display made of diaper boxes and a bright stylized cloud background caught his attention. The display actually had one of the diapers (size one) stapled to the backdrop. An informational splash proudly boasted of "a patented mixture of herbs and minerals to neutralize embarrassing odors and acid" as well as "herbal ointments and creams infused into the padding to prevent irritation and diaper rash". Krkthal noticed that the diapers had a much more mild scent than did his own Pampers diapers; indeed, the scent could be described as green and herbaceous, like a forest. He looked over the sample diaper they had and gently ran a finger inside its padding. He noticed that it felt slightly slick to the touch. The diaper had an all-over print of dinosaur silhouettes and clouds. The final splash graphic indicated that these were a brand called Feathersofts made by a Mesozoican company for Mesozoicans.
Almost immediately, Krkthal knew what he wanted. "Let's see, a bag of size one for the Compies, a bag of size three, and two packs of sizes eight and nine." He then looked at his almost full cart and then back at the display. As he did so, he saw an employee got one of the size ones for a pack of Compies, who then carried the item to the cashier. He decided that he had to try these new diapers and he put a pack of size six diapers in his cart.
He brought the cart (which had additional wipes and powder added to it in addition to the collapsible diaper pail) over to the cashier and paid for everything. Krkthal then walked outside and called a cab. When the cab came, he loaded the diapers into the trunk and got in the back seat. As the driver headed back to Izea's house, he checked his watch and noticed there was still time before the party. When he arrived at Izea's house, he paid the fare, got out and grabbed the diapers.
He knocked on the front door. Izea opened it and helped carry in the diapers.
"Nice diapers you got, what brand are those?" Izea asked as she put the diapers just inside the foyer..
"New brand called Feathersoft apparently; I'm dying to try one," Krkthal replied.
Izea chittered, went around back behind Krkthal, gently lifted his tail and felt his diaper. "Izea..." Krkthal whined as he felt her probing hands squishing his wet diaper against his most sensitive regions.
"Looks like you'll have to wait then," she said with an amused chitter as she gave his moist diaper another gentle squeeze. Izea then picked up two of the diaper packages and headed to the bathroom. "Now are you going help me move the padding into the bathroom or are you just going to sit there?"
Krkthal said nothing but picked up the rest of the diapers and supplies and followed her.
"Think that's all of them," Krkthal said as he placed the last pack of diapers into the cabinet that held all of the diapers that Izea used. Conspicuous by their absence were the new bags of Feathersoft diapers; those were placed in Izea's room. There was also a diaper pail near the fold-up changing mat tucked against the wall.
"ABU Lavenders?" Krkthal said aloud as he noticed a half open package of the said diapers on the shelf. He tilted his head; he had never heard of ABU before but made a note to check it out later as he didn't want to go rummaging through Izea's diapers. He grabbed the folding diaper pail -- which was more like a small storage tote on wheels -- and lined it with the trash bags he had purchased.
It was then that a knock came on the door. "I'll get it!" yelled Izea. Krkthal went to the foyer with Izea and waited for her to open the door. Izea opened the door and welcomed in a pretty looking female Utahraptor. "Hi Kithri, how are you!" said Izea.
Kithri snuffled into Izea's muzzle and the _Deinonychus_reciprocated. "Great! Turns out that my free range organic anoles are really popular with Humans." She went over to the meat platter and helped herself to a piece of wild boar which she gulped down.
Kithri then turned to Krkthal who was was simply standing aside. "And you are?"
"Krkthal," the Dein said as he approached and snuffled into her muzzle. She did the same and bobbed her head. "Well, it's nice to meet you. So what do you do?"
"I'm on the Greenfield Genetics discovery team," Krkthal replied.
"So find anything interesting?"
"I'm not allowed to talk about that stuff outside the company, you know."
Kithri snorted and grabbed another piece of wild boar. "Try one?"
The male Deinonychus said nothing but took a piece of wild boar from the platter and bit a chunk off. He let the gaminess of the meat wash over his tongue. "Delicious! Where'd you get this, Izea?"
Izea had a piece of elk dangling from her muzzle, she slurped it up and spoke, "The boar's from the Florida Keys."
There was another knock on the door and Krkthal went to open it. Standing outside was a bright yellow and green _Deinonychus_who was carrying a Compy in his arms. Behind him was a pack of several Compies. The Dein gently placed the Compy on the ground.
One of the Compies beckoned to Izea who bent down. "Oh right, past the kitchen and across from the bedroom." Said Compy, diaper sagging, waddled past everyone.
"Um, I believe something's missing?" another Compy added, pointing to the table, which was well out of her reach.
"Krkthal!" Izea said as she chatted with Kithri. "Could you fetch the stepladders?"
Krkthal nodded and went to the closet and got out the stepladder. He placed it right next to the table and the Compies immediately formed a line.
A knock on the door then indicated that there was another guest on the way. Izea opened the door and was met with a Dilophosaurus. Said dinosaur snuffled at her in the classic Mesozoican greeting. "Sorry I'm late but I got that elk you requested." He pointed to the large package strapped across his back.
"Perfect!" Izea said. "Just put it on the table in the kitchen and I'll get to work cutting it up later."
The Dilo did just that. There was the sound of something heavy being placed on a table and then he returned to the group
"So any other guests coming?" Krkthal asked.
"That's all the guests I invited," replied Izea. "Anybody want some music?"
"I've been jonesing to listen to some Queen today, you all right with that Izea?"
"I love Queen!"
Within minutes the rhythmic beat of Freddie Mercury and his band playing "Fat Bottomed Girls" was resonating through the house.
The Compies proved to be quite good dancers, moving and gyrating in sync with the music. Izea and Krkthal were not quite as nimble as the Compies, but they managed. The Dilo and _Utahraptor_simply stood and watched as the room was already quite crowded and their long tails would've wreaked havoc in the room.
Krkthal's feathers shrunk down as Izea accidentally bumped her diaper into him. He said nothing but continued dancing to the music.
"Hey, no offense," the Dilophosaurus said. "But both of us are feeling a bit left out." He finished his cup of water and put it on an end-table that looked like it was made from some rocks stacked atop each other.
"Well," Izea said as the last refrain of "Fat Bottomed Girls" began to fade out. "Why don't we go outside?"
A chorus of excited chitters and chirps gave the Deinonychus her answer.
"Guess that's a yes, then." Izea went into her closet and grabbed a portable Bluetooth speaker.
Krkthal opened the door to the backyard, letting in the cool night air. He waited for Izea to set up the Bluetooth speaker. The display on the speaker lit up and indicated what she had available in her main stereo system. Most of the music was classic rock and trance that dated back long before Mesozoica, or even Greenfield Genetics.
"So everyone up for Juno Reactor?" Izea asked.
"They're still around!?" Kithri exclaimed in shock.
"Yeah, surprisingly," replied Izea as she tapped the front of her stereo. Soon the Sanskrit chorus lyrics of Navras were reverberating through the house and around the backyard. What made this version unique was that the soloist was clearly a Mesozoican as evidenced by the unusual dual-tone nature of the lyrics -- a quirk of Mesozoican physiology. As she walked away from the stereo, she suddenly felt a pressure in her cloaca and before she knew it, the mess was sliding out of her cloaca and weighing down her diaper.
"Now this we can dance to!" Kithri spun around, her tail slicing through the empty air. The Dilo soon joined her as they squared off in a mock battle, slashing with their claws.
The drums picked up and the mock battle/dance picked up the pace. Of course, the Compies did their own dances with a lot of leaping and shuffling. The Compies were quite good at dancing. Even the Dein who came with them tried join them...but he didn't quite do as well because of his size.
Krkthal simply watched as everyone danced. He fiddled with his claws as he felt a familiar warmth under his tail. He continued watching the dance, hoping no one would notice him peeing his padding. Izea approached him and shot a quick glance at his diapered rear.
"I see your alcohol has gotten to you, hmm?" asked Izea, poking his now saggy diaper.
The male Dein nodded as he finished warming up his diaper with his urine. "Yeah." He tilted his head as he saw that the line on Izea's own diaper was blue as well. Along with a rather prominent bulge in the seat of her diaper
"It appears you've been drinking a fair amount." Krkthal then noticed a sizable lump in the seat of the female Deinonychus's diaper. "And eating a lot too, apparently."
Izea reached down under her tail and her feathers shrunk in a Mesozoican blush as she felt the firm mass in her diaper.. "Y...yeah, maybe we should get into some fresh padding before we leak." She then turned to Krkthal. "After you."
Krkthal left the dancers and headed back into the kitchen and towards the bedroom. He opened the door and the two Deins entered the room. Izea rolled out the changing mat and Krkthal lay down on it and gently spread his legs, exposing his puffy diaper with its now blue wetness indicator line.
"Well," Izea said as she gave the soggy padding a firm squeeze, making the male squeak in surprise. "Looks like you really wet your diaper Krkthal!" Izea said playfully. She gave Krkthal's diaper a good rub before she proceeded to roll him onto his side. There was the sound of velcro tearing as Izea undid the tail tapes, then rolled Krkthal onto his back and undid the front tapes.
She pulled the front of his diaper away, let it fall to the mat with a plopping noise and releasing the scent of Mesozoican urine into the air. She noticed that in addition to the urine on Krkthal's feathers, his penis was slightly protruding from his cloaca. Izea took a wipe and began wiping the urine off his coat.
Krkthal stared at Izea's green coat and tried to remain still as the cool wipe was rubbed against his cloaca and cock. He rumbled softly as he felt his member starting to lengthen.
"My, someone's enjoying their diaper change!" Izea commented in a playful tone.
The male Dein nodded as she continued cleaning him up. Already he was starting to feel a bit warm in his belly and more than a little pent up. A small bead of clear liquid formed at the tip of his length. "Izea..." Krkthal whined.
"Oh, where are my manners? I shouldn't leave you hanging like this." Izea gently ran one of the feathers on her arm against his member, making him twitch. Krkthal purred in pleasure as Izea stroked his penis with her hand. Suddenly, she leaned down and wrapped her tongue around his length.
"Mind your teeth!" Krkthal exclaimed as Izea began stroking his penis with her tongue. Krkthal groaned in pleasure and twitched at the sensation emanating from his phallus.
Izea rumbled softly as she tasted the salty pre oozing from his cock. The scent of his urine wafting up from the diaper underneath Krkthal didn't deter her at all. Indeed, the scent of his piss-soaked diaper coupled with the musk from his cloaca and the scent of the wipes drove her passion. Already, she could feel her cloaca warming up as a slippery liquid began to moisten her already wet padding.
Krkthal rumbled as the scent of Izea's arousal reached his muzzle. His mind clouded with pleasure as her tongue twirled around his cock. As if compelled by some force, he reached down to her belly and stroked Izea's diaper, feeling the warmth within the garment.
Izea gave a soft growl of pleasure as Krkthal carefully undid her diaper.
There was a slurping sound as Izea took her mouth away from Krkthal's cock, leaving it slick and shiny with saliva and precum. "I think we're ready to move on now."
Krkthal chittered and pulled his hand away from Izea's diaper. He slowly undid the tapes on her messy diaper, exposing her moist cloaca to the air. Krkthal grabbed some wipes and cleaned her cloaca.
Suddenly, Izea got up and went over to the small stereo in her room. She pulled out an old record, placed it on her turntable and put down the needle. The room was soon filled with the pretty sound of Toto's Africa.
"Well, since we just peed, I think it's safe to lie down in the nest," Izea said. Krthal readily obliged Izea's intimate offer.
Soon, Izea and Krkthal were snuggled up in her nest made of pillows and blankets. Izea fluffed out her feathers as Krkthal snuggled up behind her. Krkthal rolled himself on top of Izea's slightly larger body. Izea squeaked and twitched as Krkthal's long, moist penis rubbed against her cloaca. He lowered his tail as he slid his penis inside her cloaca. She fluffed her feathers and purred in pleasure as Krkthal began sliding his cock in and out of her cloaca. Krkthal growled softly; a low noise that came out as intimate, yet fierce as he sped up his ministrations. The pretty sound of Toto's lyrics song complemented the tender moment that Krkthal and Izea were having in her bedroom. Krkthal's tongue lolled out in sheer pleasure at the sensation radiating from his peen as Izea's walls contracted around it. Suddenly, Izea felt a spike of heat in her cloaca as her walls contracted, pulling Krkthal's peen deeper into her. In response to Izea's orgasm, Krkthal bucked and howled in sheer ecstasy as he came, his penis jerking as powerful contractions shot his warm cum from its tip. Izea's jaw dropped in pleasure as she was filled with a warm feeling emanating from her most intimate parts. Krkthal sighed as he emptied the last of his seed into Izea's depths, before laying down and cuddling up against Izea's warm chest. After a small while of snuggling, Krkthal slid his peen out of Izea's cloaca, a few drops of cum dripping from his now limp penis. They laid in bed for a few more minutes, enjoying each other's scent and warmth until finally, Krkthal got up.
"I think we should get our diapers back on; any longer and we're risking one of us having an accident on the floor," Krkthal said. As much as he liked wetting his diapers, he preferred that his excretions stayed in his padding.
"I guess we change each other back into our diapers now?" Izea suggested.
"I'll change you first."
Izea rolled out her changing mat from the corner and laid down.
"I'm assuming you want these diapers?" asked Krkthal, pointing to one of the new bags of size six Feathersofts.
"Oh yeah, I've been wanting to try one all night!" replied Izea.
Krkthal slit open the bag with one of his clawed fingers. Then he carefully slid out one of the soft, cloth-backed diapers. He brought it over to the changing mat where Izea was laying.
Krkthal grabbed a wipe from a little box and wiped up the remaining seed on her cloaca. After applying a generous amount of powder to her cloaca and rump, he picked up and unfolded the diaper, releasing its mild, herbaceous scent. He carefully lifted Izea's lean form up from the mat and slid the diaper under her. Krkthal carefully rolled her onto her side and did the tail tapes. Then he rolled her onto her back and pulled the front of the diaper with its cute pattern of stylized dinosaur silhouettes and clouds up over her cloaca and pubic boot before securing the four front tapes. He gave Izea's diaper a little pat, causing some of the powder to puff out of the diaper's leg holes. Izea got up and Krkthal laid down on the mat.
Izea pulled another diaper out of the pack and walked over to Krkthal. Izea grabbed a wipe and wiped off Krkthal's cloaca, his penis now barely visible. Then she applied the powder, rolled him onto his side and did the tail tapes. Then she rolled Krkthal onto his back and pulled the diaper between his legs before fastening the front tapes.
"I'll bet the partiers are wondering where we went; we should rejoin them," Krkthal said as he got up from the mat.
The party had since moved back inside and everyone else was watching TV. Except the Compies.
Before either Izea or Krkthal could ask about that, the Deinonychus emerged from the bathroom with all five Compies following him.
"Anyone up for a game of Cards against Mesozoica?" announced Izea. There were shouts of approval and thus, she walked over to the TV cabinet, and took out a little black box. She shut the TV off and placed the cards on the table.
"Okay," she said as she dealt out the white cards to everyone. "Now we determine who is the card czar with this simple question: who pooped the most recently."
Five sets of hands, all from the Compies shot up in the air. Izea sighed. "Okay, who's diaper is currently messy?"
The Dilo raised his hand. He immediately placed down a black card reading: "What is not allowed at Universal Theme Parks: Jurassic World?"
Izea chittered as she slapped down her white card and drew another.
The Compies all slapped down their cards and drew new cards.
Krkthal sighed and put his card down. Kithri put her card down.
The Dilo fanned out the cards out in front of himself and cleared his throat. "What is not allowed at Universal Theme Parks: Jurassic World? Compy juice."
Laughter broke out and one of the Compies innocently looked around.
"What is not allowed at Universal Theme Parks: Jurassic World? Cloacal sex."
What is not allowed at Universal Theme Parks: Jurassic World? Predator play."
"What is not allowed at Universal Theme Parks: Jurassic World? Making an omelette out of your annoying neighbor's egg."
Some awkward looks were exchanged as Kithri simply shrugged.
"What is not allowed at Universal Theme Parks: Jurassic World? Eating an anole and regurgitating it."
"What is not allowed at Universal Theme Parks: Jurassic World? Blue the raptor."
"What is not allowed at Universal Theme Parks: Jurassic World? Pooping like a Compy."
Laughter broke out as the Compies all showed off their clean diapers.
The Dilo chittered in amusement. "Who played 'Blue the raptor'?"
A green scaled Compy raised her hand.
The game soon continued with only a break for the players to grab some plates of meat and some extra drinks.
The next winner of the card was Izea with the combination: "The newest Mesozoica film stars A Utahraptor into vore." Krkthal bobbed his head in amusement.
Krkthal was the next card czar. He sighed as he read out some of undoubtedly vulgar responses. "Who played 'Finding someone else's cum in your Mesozoican partner's diaper! Now Raptor Squad approved!'"
Izea raised her hand and gave a smug look at Krkthal. The Dein said nothing but his shrinking feathers indicated how he felt about the card as he gave her the black card.
The next card czar was Kithri. She sighed. "These are all too good. But if I had to pick one, it's this one. Who played 'Mesozoica ordinances prohibit wrapping a Compy in an oversized diaper'?"
The Dein who accompanied the Compy pack raised his hand. "Yeah, one of my Compies likes wrapping himself up in my diapers. Clean ones!" he quickly added as he saw the puzzled looks they all gave him.
The game soon continued until it was nearly 11:30 at night. By that time, all the alcohol had been consumed and Izea had thanked everyone for coming. The last to leave were the Dilo and the _Utahraptor_who were changing their diapers, seeing as they hadn't changed since they had arrived.
As the last Mesozoican left, Izea closed the door and looked over the place. Most of the food was being put away into the refrigerator by Krkthal. The Deinonychus decided to clean up the bathroom so there wouldn't be any unpleasant odors. She entered and found that the two large Mesozoicans had simply thrown their very full diapers into the collapsable diaper pail without wrapping them up, filling the bathroom with the vile odor of theropod poop.
The Dein sighed as she pulled up the bag and tied it shut. Thankfully, an opened window coupled with some drops of magnolia essential oil ensured any offensive odors would be quickly banished. She looked at the full bag and decided that taking out the diapers could wait until tomorrow. Speaking of which, she decided to check the diaper pail to see if it needed to be emptied. Upon opening the top, she was greeted with the sight and smell of over a dozen used Mesozoican diapers. She noticed that most of them were Compy sized and let out a sigh of relief; the diaper pail could go for another day or so before being emptied. Some more drops of magnolia essence on the pad on the lid of the pail ensured things stayed fresh.
Izea walked back into the den, when suddenly she caught the whiff of urine. She followed the scent to under the couch, where she found a used diaper that clearly belonged to one of the Compies .
Tentatively reaching a claw and grabbing hold of one of the tapes, she carefully pulled the item out. Izea rolled her eyes and sighed (as she simultaneously thought, "How can a Mesozoican that small pee so much?") as she examined the thoroughly soaked diaper. Indeed, it was so full of Compy urine that there was even a little bit of the pale yellow-white liquid pooled on the surface, thankfully contained by the leg gathers.
Gingerly picking up the bloated diaper by the tapes and taking care not to spill the liquid inside, she carefully headed to the bathroom and deposited the offending item into the diaper pail with an audible plop, not even bothering to roll it up. The Dein then washed her hands and got out the cleaning supplies from under the bathroom cabinet. While she was careful with her diapers, accidents did occur and she wanted to be prepared.
She moved the couch aside and sprayed the cleaner on the floor. Thankfully, the sealed wooden floors made clean up easy. Soon, the pungent odor of Compy pee was replaced with the faint herbal odor of the cleaner.
It was then that Krkthal approached her. "So," he said. "I got all the food put away and the dishes cleaned up. Anything else?"
"Just cleaning up some Compy pee," Izea said as she finished scrubbing the floor, leaving a slight sheen of cleaner on the wooden floor. She then shoved the couch back into place.
Krkthal bobbed his head. "So, ready for nesting?"
"Yeah, I'm exhausted," replied Izea "It's been a long day, and I'm about to head back to the nest."
"Mind if I join you?" Krkthal then nuzzled Izea and inhaled her scent. He rumbled softly as he did so.
Izea returned the nuzzle. "Sure. Why don't we freshen up together first?"
Krkthal nodded and let the female Deinonychus lead him to the bathroom. Thankfully, the odor of the used diapers was well masked by the magnolia essential oil. She grabbed a brush and a large container of Mesozoican bathing powder. Bathing powder looked similar to baby powder but it was noticeably coarser and with a slippery feel due to the moisturizers in it. She unscrewed the lid and gently shook the herbal scented white powder over Krkthal's back and began working it into his feathers and skin with the brush. He fluffed his feathers to allow the the powder to better penetrate the feathers.
Krkthal rumbled in pleasure as the powder was applied and brush worked over his feathers, removing all the dirt and dust that clung to them. He felt his neck and then his tail being brushed and powdered. He sighed in pleasure as a final pass through with the brush removed all the excess dirt and powder. Soon, he felt Izea straightening and preening his feathers and then a second lighter application of powder was done.
"All done!" Izea said. "Now, one last thing!" She reached under Krkthal's tail and gave his diaper a gentle squeeze. "Well," she said. "You're a little wet."
Krkthal bobbed his head. "So? It'll hold until next morning. And it's not like you're any better than I am."
Izea squeezed her own diaper, which crinkled. She chittered softly. "And you were saying?"
Krkthal grew silent and sighed. "Look, let's just forget this." He picked up the container of bathing powder and sprinkled it over Izea and began working it into her plumage. She rumbled softly as his claws and the brush scraped and straightened out her feathers. Soon, he had Izea lightly dusted.
"Now then, I think it's nesting time." He chittered softly as Izea gently nuzzled him, making the powder puff into the air.
"Right you are." Izea opened the door and led the male Dein to her bedroom. The nest of blankets and pillows on the floor was untouched. Diaper crinkling, she crouched down in the nest and curled her tail around herself as she fluffed out her feathers..
Krkthal approached, crouched down next to her, fluffed out his own feathers and curled his tail around himself. He felt his diaper squishing slightly as he adjusted his position to nestle his head against Izea's warm and fluffy side. The bright green raptor rumbled softly as she felt his warmth radiating off of him, serving to counter the coolness of the room. "Mmm, good night," she mumbled as she drifted off to sleep.
"'Night," Krkthal replied as he closed his eyes and adjusted his body slightly so that he was using Izea's side as a pillow. He could smell the scent of her body mingling with the powders she used; it was a scent that reminded him that he was lucky to have found her.
A few minutes later in that odd liminal space between wakefulness and sleep, Krkthal heard a sound reminiscent of running water. It took him a few seconds to realize he wasn't wetting his diaper...his mate was! The Dein closed his eyes and made himself comfortable against Izea's size as he listened to her involuntarily release of a hot stream of urine into the diaper swaddling her rump.
Krkthal waited until she was done, reached under her tail and patted the now warm and squishy diaper. Izea purred softly as her diaper was patted.
"Sweet dreams," Krkthal said as he gently licked her cheek. Soon, he too closed his eyes and crossed that ephemeral threshold into sleep.