Sherry e Yure.
Yure and Sherry are sitting on the floor. Yure is wearing an used diaper and Sherry is using a pokémon suit made of latex, with a diaper over the suit. He is also wearing mittens. Yure climbs Sherry and checks his suit. "Isn't it a good time to change skins?" Sherry tilted his head, "It ain't like I always need to don something new. Besides, ya never change." Yure is a bit stinky indeed. "Mm. Hey, can you change me for once?" Sherry sticks his tongue out, "I do change ya... Jeez."
Yure lays back and pulls his knees to the chest. "Do so or the electrodes will be on." Sherry leans down, digging one mitt in against Yure's tummy as he nips at those diaper-tapes, tugging 'em away to let the front unfold. Yure is always hard during diaper changes. He sucks his thumb cutely, pretending to be innocent, giving light giggles. "Don't you forget to wipe. I love that... And the lotion, the powder..." Sherry brushed the diapers outtathe way, nipping at one of the baby wipes between his lips, yanking it up out of their plastic box. Lowering it down onto Yure's groin, Sherry started to clean around the kitten's crotch with one mitt. "I gotcha, yeah." Yure gives Sherry a light kick on the face. "Zig, zig! Don't speak!" Yure is very smelly, didn't change most of the day and reused the diaper about four times. He is a little bit messy as well... Sherry snorted out, "Zigging!" He rolled his eyes, moving the wipe downwards a good bit lower towards the kiddo's butt cheeks. It was a bit tough to really use his mitts for such things, so he bumped his nose in against the wipe, rubbing it in close. Yure purrs and gets harder, starting to play with himself silly, stroking his small friend. "You do me so well!", he praised, feeling like a king baby. "I'm loving this so much... I just hope you can do a good job without your paws. Do they feel warm in the mittens?" Sherry nodded to that as he buried his snout, trying to maneuver and wipe away that icky grit... Yure would probably have to get the wipe outta there by himself, however. Yure moans lightly and gets harder. "Ah, I'm a baby...", he said to himself, delighted. "Tell me how much of a baby I am in your Pokemon speak!" Sherry paused for a little bit, he was just a tad bit stumped, wrinkling his nose as he pulled away. Deciding to go for the lotion, he grabbed it sideways in his maw, tilting his head over as he squirted it out. Yure almost came on the spot! He let it fall over his pawing paw. His thing bounces and tenses up, but he holds it back. "Ah, the smells!", he says, loving the scent of lotion and used diaper. "Massage me with that..." Yure pulls his paw back, hoping that Sherry will rub the lotion on him. Sherry let the bottle drop away, before leaning over, rubbing his chin up and over Yure's groin as he brushed his squeaky, conical folds over Yure's groin. Yure groans and smiles silly, sucking his thumb as fast as ever and drooling. "Goo-goo-ga-gah!", he babbled, as his modesty was ready to fire. "Powder..." Sherry lifts himself up, repeating said sorta gig with the baby powder this time, he was doing his best to be careful and not shake it too hard over Yure's light-blue toned fur... No need to sneeze, after all! Yure sighs, trying to relax, but being unable to. He will cum by the moment the diaper is folded over him if he doesn't wait a little to cool off. "Pad me up...", he said, wanting to struggle against the impeding orgasm. Sherry bites down on a folded diaper, bringing it over to Yure as he drops it down in front of the kitten's butt, the kitten's probably got a bit better use of opposable thumbs for these things. Yure feels it coming before the diaper is taped. He tries to relax and think on something else, spread his legs to avoid friction, but it's all useless. When the diaper touches his excited privates, the smell of lotion and powder rises to his nostrils. He claws at the floor and tenses, up, lifting his butt from the ground a little, wanting to buck, but still trying to resist. He is unable to, and creams his diaper, while trying to hold it back. When the contractions happen, he sighs and shuts his eyes, relaxing again, letting it flow out as he sucks his thumb absent-minded. Sherry nuzzles his cheek up and against Yure's padded groin, resting in against those pampers.