FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

Chapter 1

Was it the five stages of giraffe death, or was it seven? Hmm, I can't remember. References to old clay animated satirical comedy aside, in my case it was simply acceptance. Driving a vehicle down a highway well above the speed limit, on a road that swerved all over the place, with a steep cliff on the right-hand side. Paired with sleep deprivation, freezing rain, and a mysteriously broken guard rail was a recipe for disaster.

I remembered the weightlessness. Being lifted from my seat, my seatbelt keeping me from smashing into the roof of my truck. Watching as if slow motion as the ground disappeared from view, and tops of spruce trees scraped against the underside of my vehicle. It's admittedly amazing at how slowly the ground seemed to move towards me as I descended. In my mind I had all the time in the world. Sadly, the moment a coherent thought of "Oh shit" entered my brain, I was hit with an intense jarring impact. Then darkness.

I screamed frantically, flinging my arms forward and clenched my eyes closed even tighter. My scream carried on for a while, and I am completely unashamed of how high pitched it was, you think you would do any better? Just like in a comedy, as I slowly realized I wasn't in pain, and the seconds had been long, something was off. I cracked my eyes open ever so slightly and saw bright white light in front of me. I blinked and looked around me like an idiot.

I found myself in a small room every surface a nearly blinding white save for three windows where the glass was the darkest black, as if light itself refused to reflect off of them. fluorescent light fixtures imbedded in the ceiling lit the room in a bright glow, Even the grout in between the pristine white floor tiles was white and reflecting the soft light from above.

Other than the windows, there was one source of color in this room, though that depends on if you find silver a color, or more of a highly reflective shade of grey. Either way, it wasn't white. A pair of brightly polished, but simple merchant's scales sat on top of a three-legged stool at the far side of the room, only a foot away from the far wall.

I looked down at myself to make sure I was in one piece, and I was in perfect condition. Perfect, buck-ass-naked condition. Even the stretch mark scars from when I used to be overweight were gone, and my chest-hair and... bush, shimmered as if all of my body hair had been conditioned and treated with care instead of haphazardly shaved every six months to three years.

I was pulled away from checking myself out when the lights in the room dimmed, and what appeared to be a projection flashed on the far wall just above the scales. A large "3" appeared on the back wall behind the scales, followed by a "2" then "1" and the projection went black for a mere moment. "Is this a movie?" I thought, before the screen came back to life. Nearly too fast to follow, the images that played on the screen blurred. I thought I caught a glimpse of my mom, back from when I was a toddler, but it disappeared too fast to really look.

It made my heart ache.

The images were moving too fast for me to process, but after a few minutes, there were times where it slowed down just enough for me to catch what was happening in the film. This was my life from beginning to end it seemed.

The first time it slowed, memory hit me like a brick, I was six years old. I found a baby crow underneath a tree with a broken wing. I ran to my mother, and she helped me gather it up in blankets to try to look after it. I remember wanting so badly to help that bird, I cried when the vet came by to take him.

The scales on the stool glowed a pale white light, only visible now that the lights were dimmed, and the scale tilted ever so slightly to the left. I realized, this was the judgement of my life, and I was simply a spectator now. The screen rapidly shifted, when I did something bad, like beating up my brother as a kid, the scales glowed a pale red and tilted slightly to the right.

With each passing moment, the scales changed between white and red, the colors nearly blurring together into a pink, and the shifting of the scales was so slight, it was if someone was simply blowing gentle air onto the surface to push it in the direction earned. I watched, and waited, tears freely flowing down my face as I watched scenes of my life I wished I could do differently. And was reminded of friends and family I lost as pride made me push away from them.

As the video neared the end of my life, I drew my attention from the video, of my mother's funeral, wishing with all my heart I hadn't been such a bastard and tried to reconnect with her. I couldn't go through it again. As I silently cried, the scales shifted from a very dim white glow, and tilted gently to the right, glowing a very pale red as my truck crashed through the trees at the base of a cliff and my steering column impaled me to my roof.

I'm glad I didn't have to feel that.

The screen dimmed to black, Leaving me in just the dim light of the room, the pale red light of the scales unnerving. It was then that I noticed the pitch-black windows also glowed a pale red glow, as if there was a fire hidden somewhere, just out of sight. Swallowing, I wiped my eyes and sniffed and made my way over to one of the glowing windows. I glanced down after leaning over the sill, and I blanched.

It was a long way away, maybe twenty miles down, but it was a sea of fire. Just like described in so many horrific religious texts. The patches of land amidst the lava seemed to churn and roil, as the millions of damned souls fought and pushed for safety from the fire. I shuddered and closed my eyes tightly, taking in a breath.

I glanced upwards, opening my eyes once more and my heart lifted and perhaps thirty miles above me, light appeared in the inky darkness. A golden path of brick snaked through the sky, it's glow sharp in the sea of black that stretched on for eternity. I couldn't imagine for far the path extended, parts of it disappearing into fog, but the sudden end of one path was directly above the window I looked out of.

Even further in the distance above me, thousands of golden pathways wove together, their dead ends like roots, twining together into a lattice of a holy tree that stretched upwards, disappearing into a soft amber glow, as if a cloud made of pure golden light welcomed any that walked the paths.

As below me struck fear into my soul, the light above me inspired hope and peace. The pit was closer sure, but it was always harder to do good right?

The screen behind me flashed white once more, drawing me away from the window and the eternal darkness stretching before me. I turned to the screen, and words written in bold black letters spread across the wall.

JUDGEMENT CONCLUDED

DESTINATION: PURGATORY

ALIGNMENT: NEGATIVE

ASSIGNING DEMONIC HOST

I let out a sigh. When I saw the red glow on the scales, I knew I was going to hell. Purgatory? I forgot that was an option. Though Negative Purgatory? I didn't realize it could have an alignment. Though I guess if I did more good things, perhaps I would have a heavenly host to be in charge of my afterlife? No way to really find out.

AUCTION COMPLETE

WINNING BIDDER: TERINAS

Chapter 2

I heard a sharp noise behind me, like the creaking of heavy wooden doors. I turned my head and sure enough, A pair of massive wooden doors had appeared out of nowhere. I watched them in confusion, as they hadn't been there before and they were suddenly opening towards me. Dark blackness like the void outside the windows was all that laid behind. I turned completely, the creaking of the doors was somewhat relaxing, at least in comparison to staring into the void, though I couldn't help but have a sense of unease.

The moment the doors banged against the walls behind them, I was hit with a wave of warm air, and a strange scent. It wasn't sulfur or anything typically demonic, but it smelled kind of flowery, like the baby-powder an old roommate used to sprinkle into his underwear before going to work in a hot kitchen. A soft rumble came from the darkness, causing me to step back uneasily, and a pair of eyes flashed open, the brown color reflecting in the room's light.

The rumble turned into a soft chuckle as the eyes looked me over, the feline slits darting up and down and giving me a good inspection. Hesitantly, I covered my fuzzy junk with both hands. The eyes smiled, and white, pointed teeth flashed at me in a grin, like that creepy cat from Alice-in-Wonderland.

"Mmm yes, you are perfect." Purred a smooth voice, like velvet being rubbed the right way. It made me shudder. Claws clicked gently on the floor as a large tiger paw moved into the light of the room, the claws flexing and scouring deep gouges in the white tile.

I realized it was a foot paw, because a second later, another claw glided into the room, gouging into the floor before retreating into the fuzzy foot. Step by step, a figure made his way into the room. I looked slowly from the intimidating clawed feet, as the attached humanoid tiger glided in. A long orange and black striped tail flicked back and forth with each step, like a cat stalking prey. The figure wore a deep blue, nearly black suit made of expensive silk, a white dress-shirt, and a dark green tie. His hands were in his pockets, but the bright orange fur of his wrists stuck out from under the suit.

His eyes were brown, and his teeth white. And sharp. And he grinned at me as if I were his next meal. "Now, now, don't be shy, let me see what I've got to play, I mean, work with." Came the smooth, purring voice, as he stepped in so close, that I could feel the purr in his chest. I froze as one of his fuzzy paws grasped my wrist gently, claws pressing lightly into my flesh, and he pulled it away from my groin. He followed suit with the other and I just couldn't fight him. Not with his teeth so close to my neck.

"Mmm good boy, there is hope for you." He whispered, leaning in so close with his mouth beside my ear, the soft fuzzy fur of his cheek rubbing against mine and tickling. One of his clawed hands reached down, and made me jump, as he grasped my package. Yup, all of the sensitive bits, bush included. Yeah, extremely embarrassing and terrifying, especially when the tips of his clawed hands poked spots I shouldn't mention in good company.

He rolled everything around in his palm, stepping in even closer to me and pressing his crotch against my upper thigh. Yeah, he was tall. And his other hand snaked around to squeeze my naked ass. "You will do very well indeed, I do so look forward to playing with you." His voice made me shudder as he purred, stepping back slightly.

"Terinas?" I asked, shaking both from embarrassment and fear. He was a fricken tiger man, give me a break eh? He only chuckled in return and released me completely. "Yes my pet, I will be seeing you soon, so keep those safe for me hmm?" He purred.

Suddenly, before I could react in the slightest, one of the cat's claws reached forward, grabbing my forearm, and without seeming to exert any effort, he threw me with enough force the wind whistled in my ears and I flew unceremoniously through the door.

I came to wearily. I was laying buck-ass naked on a hardwood floor polished so smooth I could see my reflection. Groaning, I pushed myself up into a seated position, and with a quick glance I could see there were another hundred or so people in the same position as me. At first glance, all of them were men, and ages ranged anywhere from twenty to sixty. Like me, all were naked. Some of the people were sitting up, others laying there and groaning, only three people were standing, and I'm only slightly ashamed to say I wasn't one of them.

"Good, you're all awake. I wasn't sure if you all would remain conscious on the trip over. Welcome to my domain humans." Came the same noble sounding voice of the tiger. I was starting to hate his voice already. I turned my head away from the crowd and saw him, in his expensive suit. The tiger from the door stood with his arms spread open invitingly. His well-groomed head of brown hair seemed to flow in a non-existent breeze, and his eyes sparkled in amusement. His sharp teeth flashed as he grinned at all of us in our state of undress.

"Thank you for your patience, now that the last of you are here, we can get started." He spoke softly, though not a single one of us could have missed a word if we wanted to. It was as if his voice was in surround sound.

I looked around to check out our surroundings, but other than the floor, it was as if we were in a bubble of darkness. I saw others doing the same until the tiger began to speak again, amusement in his smooth voice. "Welcome to Purgatory. I am Terinas, servant of one of Lusts greatest generals Tundra, and I am your host. All of you are deceased if you hadn't gathered that much yet. After all, humans are such dense creatures." He spoke, the last comment said as if stating a simple fact.

"You were neither good enough to make it into heaven, or whatever happy place you worshipped while you were alive. And you were not quite fun enough to make it into hell, or your religions equivalent. You were just exciting enough to fall into my domain which is a branch of Purgatory. Here is where you get a, let's call it a second chance. You have eternity to earn the right to leave, so there's no rush." He explained, many of us looking around at one another in confusion. I assumed not everyone got the same judgement.

"You will be judged constantly by powers higher than mine, and perhaps once you earn the right to leave, you can earn your way to your final happy place. If you decide to try to leave before you have earned that right, you may get to spend time with my lord Tundra. Please do give it a try, my lord does love new playthings. One thing to keep in mind, here, you are able to give consent in most cases. With my lord, that option is never on the table"

He began to chuckle, the sound causing my spine to shiver involuntarily. People began to mutter to each other, some angrily, some fearful. Others simply confused. I sat in silence, not wanting to miss any important information. Life as a gamer I guess, any and all information is important. Terinas snapped his fingers, the sound echoing sharply in the dark bubble before, with an anticlimactic pop, like a soap bubble, the darkness vanished and we all found ourselves sitting naked on the floor of a massive casino.

The floor we were on was huge. Architecturally impossible for size. We were all sitting in what appeared to be the entrance room to the casino, the walls made of smooth and polished wood, dark like oak. To our right was a bar. The counter extending over two hundred feet in length and dozens of bartenders manned the counter, all polishing glasses with cloths. The bartenders were all different animal-people like Terinas. Rabbits, wolves, rhinos, gorillas. Even what looked like a body-building unicorn man. Every species imaginable seemed an option, and all were dressed in exquisite suits in a rainbow of colors. Over a hundred bar stools spanned the length of the counter, one for every person it seemed.

Past Terinas were all the typical casino game counters. From blackjack, craps, and poker, to roulette, a wheel spinning thing, and even jeopardy and Wheel of Fortune. There were ten of each table, all manned by a different species of animal person. I did notice a few women, but they were a minority for sure. The strange thing was, there were no chips or tokens in sight.

Just outside the entrance room on the left was what appeared to be a bank counter. Like one would find in a kids arcade, where they could trade in tickets for different items. In this case, there were items like food vouchers, shower tokens, and clothes. There were too many different things to count, though in the clothes section of the bank, the clothing choices were... strange. Pretty sure I saw a selection of rubber gimp-suits just around the corner.

A black furred wolf man, with piercing blue eyes manned the counter, running a cloth over something that looked like a stainless- steel cordless mouse, but I couldn't see what it was from where I sat. He must have seen me looking because he smiled a sincere smile, white teeth flashing from his muzzle and he gave me a wink before going back to polishing the metallic object.

Beyond the game tables in the distance was a grand stage. It was massive, and had what had to be stripper poles built into it. Kind of fit the theme of lust demon I suppose. I could barely make out the large handles of the trap doors embedded in the stage. Perhaps we could do shows to earn extra money later? I'll have to ask around.

Past the bank on the left were the slot machines. Pretty straightforward of course. Though a sign above them explained we could trade for Slot machine credit from the bank. Made sense, not everyone would want to lug around coins like they used to do in the old days. Efficient.

Finally, past the machines on the left was a large marble staircase that led to the next floor, hidden completely from view, save for the opening in the floor above that allowed people to watch the stage and game show games from above. Even in purgatory, Jeopardy was entertaining to watch.

Terinas snapped his finger once again to gain our attention. "Pay attention humans. A few more things before I leave you to your own devices. You cannot die here. What would normally be fatal would just have you black out, and you would wake up here on the floor, the time it takes you to wake up depends on what happened. Remember though, dying may not be permanent, but it can still be excruciating, so be careful. If you don't eat, you will feel the pain of gnawing hunger until you do, no passing out from starvation or dehydration.

Though we love watching you squirm, I'm a demon of lust, not suffering. If you run out of currency completely, you can earn more by entertaining my staff. Perform tricks, do a dance, show card tricks, whatever works. They will pay you fair value or face my wrath. They may offer you deals they are willing to pay for. You will not find better pay than satisfying their specific desires. Also, all of my games are fair. At least as fair as games are in the living world. You can trust you will earn and lose your currency through luck and karma, not cheating." He explained, his voice growing bored.

"Finally, my favorite part." He snapped his fingers once more and I couldn't help but blink in surprise. In his hand, in a poof of white dust, a diaper appeared. The plastic of the white disposable reflected in the lights of the casino, and a predatory grin spread across Terinas' face. "This is our casino's currency!" He spoke, and as if by magic, on every game table, stacks upon stacks of diapers appeared, from diapers as thin as the flimsy looking one that he held in his claw, to diapers as thick as a dictionary, with pink frills and/or infantile designs.

He cut off the indignant murmurs from the crowd with a wave of the disposable which crinkled loudly. "better diapers are worth more points, and the diaper value is printed on the diaper, and you need a Billion points to earn your freedom. As a bonus, I'll give you ten diapers each, a welcome gift if you will." He waved the disposable diaper in his hand, and in a puff of baby-powder, a small stack of diapers appeared in my lap. From the comments around me, everyone else got a stack too.

"One last thing Keep in mind, there are no bathrooms here either! Unless you're wearing a diaper, no bathroom for you. I suggest you get used to using them, or put up with being.... Uncomfortable." He cackled evilly, before disappearing in a puff of the same white dust that happened with the diaper he summoned.

The strong scent of powder washed over me, and I blinked. That was disturbing to say the least. I looked around me at all of the people around me. Many were obviously confused, some were embarrassed, and a few were angrily speaking to each other. One fellow caught my eye, instead of being confused or angry, he seemed, thoughtful. I watched him pick up the top diaper from his stack and move it around in the light, looking at it from every different angle. Then he smiled and stood to make his way over to the bank.

I followed his suit and shrugged. Nothing I could do about it, and I doubted trying to unionize would help. I silently picked up my top diaper, running a hand over it's smooth surface, and flipped it over. Looking me dead in the eye was a small number one, stamped in hot pink on the back of the disposable, the little mark the size of a penny.

I don't know what I was expecting, but for someone who had never held an adult diaper before, I wasn't expecting something meant for adults to pee and poop in to be so thin and flimsy.

Chapter 3

"Fuck this shit, I'm out of here!" Shouted a man from the back of our little group. The man was overweight, I was guessing around four hundred pounds, and angry. His face red with the effort of standing. His deep voice growled as he thumped his way over to the familiar wooden doors at the entrance to the casino behind us. I watched as he reached for the door handles and an attendant placed a hand over his to cut him off.

"Get out of my way you, you, animal!" He yelled, his voice labored and heavy. The minotaur smiled gently at him in a placating manner as he stepped back waving his hands to the sides. "I trust you heard my lord Terinas then? Are you certain you wish to leave without earning the necessary points to attempt redemption?" The minotaur was massive, and built like a brick truck, though his voice was deep but kind. His flamboyantly pink suit contrasting with the bright red eyes and the black teeth that smiled at the angry human.

"If you open that door, it is unknown how long it will be before lord Tundra allows you to return." He asked calmly, his voice pleasant and smooth, like he actually cared about the person's welfare. "A Billion diapers to leave? Leave me out of your fucked up furry diaper fetish bullshit!" He shouted at the bull who simply smiled and stepped aside. "Very well then sir, good luck, and we shall see you again soon." He spoke, moving well out of the way of the door.

The man's face became even darker with anger before he grasped the door handles and pulled. The rest of us watched in fascination as the doors swung inwards, revealing the inky blackness I remembered being pulled into. The man looked confused as he leaned into the darkness to look around, before suddenly, a deep intimidating chuckle echoed from the dark portal. I shuddered and watched as a massive shadowy fist wrapped around the large naked man, squeezing him hard enough for the air to leave his lungs in a rush.

"My oh my, Kitten, you spoil me. Not even having your realm open for an hour and you are already giving me adorable things to play with. I will have to spoil you once I'm done with my new pet." The deep voice echoed throughout the casino, and I even saw the banker cover a dark grin with a hand. Having no air, the fat man couldn't yell out as the large, meaty fist pulled him into the darkness. The strong smell of sulfur washed over us as the doors closed with a nearly silent click.

"That never gets old." Came the familiar voice of Terinas, appearing out of a puff of powder, Lavender cornstarch masking the sulphury smell. "Don't worry my pets, he will be back in a week or so. He's just getting a sneak peek of what it's like to play with Da- I mean, Lord Tundra. Remember, unless a heavenly or demonic host interferes, you have to earn your freedom. Have fun!" He finished with a sing-song voice before disappearing once more in a puff of powder.

I don't know about everyone else trapped here with me, but I realized, that was also Terinas showing us that he was always watching. I looked over to the game tables and received a wink from the fox-man standing at the roulette table nearest me. I blinked and then shrugged. I had friends who were furries, and I even knew someone into bdsm. I've never been one to kink shame, so all the events didn't bother me too much.

I picked up my diaper stack, the plastic crinkling softly in my hands and I stood. No sense wasting time with so many questions in need of answers. Best find a dealer and see if they can shed some light. I began to walk towards a roulette table, one of the games I felt that was more based on luck than skill when I was shocked to see a slight flash out of the corner of my eye.

The guy I saw earlier who had walked over to the bank with diapers in hand. I hadn't even seen him disappear, but suddenly he reappeared as naked as me, and with his diapers in hand. He blushed slightly but smiled. "Couldn't afford any pants yet." He said as he began to walk past, and I chuckled. "I didn't even think of trying. Thanks for the heads up. How expensive are they?"

The guy blinked at my friendly tone and paused his walking, lowering his stack to cover his crotch from view. "They are expensive here. It seems they are trying to groom us in a way to satisfy lord Kitty-pants' kinks. Plastic pants, you know the one for using with cloth diapers? Those are the cheapest underwear, at nearly two hundred diapers. And they're see through so it's pointless."

I let out a low whistle and shook my head softly, also covering my junk though my hairy body was embarrassing enough. "Damn that's expensive. Though I guess with needing a billion diapers to leave, in the long run it's small potatoes." I replied. He furrowed his brows and nodded. "Didn't think of that. But yeah, you can buy spandex shorts for fifteen hundred diapers, though they are designed to be tight enough to easily show off every-thing underneath. Or you can buy little girl style panties for eight hundred. Pants are even more expensive. Though you can buy a t-shirt for just a few hundred at least."

I nodded and sighed while slumping my shoulders. "Looks like I'm going to be gambling naked for a while then. I wonder what I'm going to have to do if I run out of diapers to gamble with." I mumbled the last part before shaking my head. The guy I was chatting with blushed deeper, and I suddenly worried about the answer. Changing the subject, I smiled. "Thanks for the advice, I'm Steve by the way."

"Oh, my bad, nice to meet you, I'm Ryan. I'd shake your hand but..." He replied before we both chuckled. I smiled at him and spoke. "You don't seem extremely fazed by all this like the rest of the folks here eh?" I asked bluntly. He blushed and nodded. "Same for you, in my case I'm a furry, and I've dabbled in the babyfur scene a bit, though as a daddy, if you know what that is?" He added, his face growing redder with each word.

I sighed and nodded, giving him a smile. "I'm kind of an introvert, not very social at all and lived alone. I've had a roommate in college that was an, I believe it was called a diaper-fur? I've gotten home from class a few times to see him and his girlfriend crinkling away on the couch. It stopped bothering me after a year of it. Terrified him at first when I walked in on him in a diaper in the living room when I was supposed to be at work. So, not wanting to be an asshole to a guy that pays rent on time, I asked him to explain things." I replied, shrugging softly.

"Sorry for rambling, but it's thanks to him that I've been able to have a more open mind than most people when it comes to fetishes. I'm thinking that will come in handy." I added, blushing slightly on my own. I kind of had a few skeletons in my closet as well, though I won't voice those here.

He seemed relieved, and he flashed me a grin. "That's awesome man, I can't say it right, but you have no idea how much it means to people like me who constantly live-in fear of having our kinks exposed to have someone who can just accept things without judgement. I better go try to win me some pants, but I hope I will see you around. Pool information?" He asked, and I couldn't help but grin at him.

"No problem man, and it's a deal. Being able to share information will give us an edge I think. I don't really know how much of an edge, but any edge is a good edge eh?" and with that, we parted ways. I carried my diapers in front of my crotch over to a roulette table, passing a dozen blackjack tables, and getting smiles, nods, and predatory grins from all of the dealers. A bright pink cow woman even blew me a kiss, making me blush.

I saw Ryan to the side sit down at what appeared to be a craps table. I think that's what it's called. The casino in my home town never had one so I never learned the rules to play. Something about sevens. As soon as Ryan sat down, he seemed to shimmer and then disappear, the dealer returning to their original position from before greeting him.

Anyways, the table I picked was run by a short and scrawny fox man. His fur was a reddish gold color, and his eyes a bright violet. His tail swished behind him happily as he saw me walk over, passing the first table run by an intimidating dragon-like man in a suit, his yellow and slitted eyes following me.

I wasn't ready to put on a diaper, though, eternity was still young. I made my way over to the roulette table with the fox man, diapers in hand. I gave him a nod in greeting "Hey there, mind if I join you?" I asked politely. "Of course, Have a seat and we will get started." He said in reply, with a casual wave of his claw towards the single seat across the table from him. The moment I sat down, the rest of the room shimmered and changed, the rest of the casino melting away in a distortion of light. What greeted me was a hell of a surprise.

The casino had changed into a nursery. It became a room, with infantile furniture, A diaper changing table, a crib, and a high chair. A bouncer sling hung from bolts in the ceiling and the wood floor replaced by plush pink carpet. Everything was painted a mix of pink and white, with characters from that little girls show My Tiny Unicorn painted over all the furniture. A number of plush toys and blocks sat on the floor in a small gated playpen. A quick glance at the diaper change table showed a small stack of diapers that were all pink and frilly, as well as bottles of lube, condoms, animal shaped dildoes, and chastity cages. The only thing that hadn't changed was the roulette table.

"Where the hell did I just go?" I asked dumbfoundedly. The fox let out a giggle uncharacteristic for the dark grey suit and blue tie he wore. "Welcome to your first instance! Because you sat down at my table, you have been brought to my personal dimension. All of us staff have our own dimension we bring players to when they sit at our tables, and it functions like a large room we can decorate however we want! As long as we keep the gambling table of course.

Unless players agree before sitting down to go to our dimension together, they will always play entirely on their own. This way, should you be completely run out of diapers, nobody else can see or judge how you choose to earn more. For example, the chubby pink cow at the blackjack table nearest the entrance has a room almost entirely like mine. Unlike mine though, she is the one doing the babying." He explained and to further emphasize how little he was embarrassed by the fact his place was an adult sized nursery, he gave me a wink!

I blinked stupidly before I asked. "So, just to make sure I understand, Sitting down at your table teleported me to your private home, where a version of you, not your whole you, is here to gamble with me. While here, I can earn do kinky fetish stuff with you, and you might pay me in diapers depending on what we do?" I asked, and received a nod in return and a bright smile.

I continued. "This is just guessing, but I don't have to be out of diapers. Right now, I could offer to what? Sit you in my lap and feed you a baby bottle of juice, and you might pay me in diapers for satisfying some of your kinky needs?" The fox nodded brightly and explained a little more to help my assumption. "Exactly sir, in the case you mentioned, I would happily pay you a three-point diaper if you fed me a bottle. A five-point diaper if it was your own baby bottle and not mine, and an added three-point diaper if it was your own juice for eight diapers in total."

I nodded softly. "And clearly since this is a fetish for you, you might pay me more if I rubbed your crotch while doing so?" The smile he gave me was both confirming and disconcerting. I should tell Ryan about this guy if he's a daddy type into this stuff, he could probably make good bank.

The fox continued on his original train of explanations "There are kinks for everyone here. Some dealers have the same kinks, others very different. Over the years you will find out what fetishes and dealers you are comfortable with. You will also be able to leave the instance the moment you walk through the doors behind you, and nobody will know what happened. Only Lord Terinas can see what happens in our instances, and we are forbidden from sharing details of our dealings with other humans. So, feel free to get kinky! Now, do you need me to explain the rules of roulette, or do you know them already?" The fox asked with a smile.

"I do have one question, if diapers are currency here, how can I play roulette, they won't fit on the numbers." I asked, feeling my cheeks heat up a little as I thought about my situation. Sitting naked on a chair across from a fox-man that seemed to get off on being treated like a baby, and I assumed a girl one.

"That's easy, you place your diapers on the table that you wish to wager, I will trade you coins of equal value to the diapers offered. The coins cannot leave my instance however. If you forget to trade your coins back to diapers, you will lose them, even if you come back in. your diapers however will not disappear, even if you forget them on the table when you leave, so you, or anyone else can grab them." He explained helpfully, his tail wagging gently behind him.

"Okay I got it, can I trade nine of my... diapers... for tokens please?" I asked, grabbing the nine diapers from my stack and setting them down in the middle of the table. The fox took them eagerly, the diapers disappearing in a puff of baby-powder in his hands. The diapers were magically replaced with a small stack of thin white chips, the number "1" in large, hot-pink print on the surface. "Oopsie, I forgot to mention, I will give you chips equal to the value of the diaper traded. If you give me eight thin white diapers with the number one on them, and a thicker pink diaper with the number five on it, unless you ask other-wise, I will hand you eight one-point chips and a five-point chip."

I nodded softly to him, inspecting the chips I was given. That made sense. at least enough sense that trading diapers for gambling chips could be. They felt soft and flexible, the plastic just like the smooth plastic on my diapers. As if he simply condensed my diapers into chip form. He probably did. "Thanks for explaining it to me. This is all rather strange I have to admit." I chuckled, getting a bright smile from the fox in return. "You're welcome, want to give it a try?" He asked, giving the wheel a spin with his right hand, and plucking a white ball from the top of the wheel's raised center.

I nodded and thought, placing three of my chips. One on black, and one on odd. A final chip was placed on the divide between seventeen and twenty. "Good choice! No more bets please!" The fox spoke, waving his left hand over the table before flicking the ball against the spin in the roulette wheel. I watched in both interest and trepidation as the ball spun rapidly around the wheel. My breath held as it began to slow, the bouncing off the pins almost deafening as it bounced back and forth over many different numbers. I closed my eyes as the ball finally stopped bouncing.

"Number thirteen, black." The fox spoke with a giggle. I opened my eyes to see him grab the token from the center of the board, which puffed in a familiar manner into one of the thinnest diapers on the table. He placed it gently on the table with the other diapers of its size. The number two diapers I assumed, was the stack beside the one he placed my diaper on, and they seemed slightly thicker, and cloth backed instead of plastic. In the long run, quality diapers will probably be quite important.

The fox waved his hand, and an extra chip landed on top of each of the chips I placed on the "black" and "odd" sections of the table. I picked up the chips and looked at them curiously, I wondered if I had bet a number "2" diaper, if the tokens would be cloth-like, like the outside of the other diapers. I placed the token back down on the black and odd sections, deciding to let my bet ride again. I also placed one more token down between seventeen and twenty. Those would be my lucky numbers this game.

"Is there a max bet for this table?" I asked as the fox waved his left hand over the table to say no more bets, his right hand flicking the ball once more. The ball spun noisily around the wheel before the fox answered. "Nope, there is no limit in this realm, even the slot machines are limitless." The ball began to clack loudly as it bounced around the wheel, beginning to slow to choose its number. "You just have to remember, the more you bet, the more you can lose. Thirty-one Black." He explained, a smile spreading on my face as I ended up winning another four tokens.

"I can't believe that I'm happy about winning diapers of all things." I said with a embarrassed chuckle, my cheeks slightly pink. The fox grinned as I took my chips off of the board. "Winning is good, and diapers are fantastic! You will grow to love them in time, trust me." He promised. I placed six chips once more now that I was up to thirteen in total, ad this time I placed to on each of the middle sections, and two between seventeen and twenty. Six chips were a lot, but I covered a fair amount of the board. Good chance to break even at least.

The ball spun once more, and I watched intently. I had half my chips riding on this spin, before my thoughts were interrupted with a pleasured moan from the fox. I looked over as the ball began to clack loudly, and I saw him in a slightly squatted position, his tail raised slightly and twitching. I blinked in confusion as he moaned out the words "Thirty-one Black." Hs hand reaching down to squeeze his crotch hard as a muffled fart came from his backside and I grimaced in realization as his seat began to bulge out just below his tail. He grunted and pushed, and I actually hoped he was wearing a diaper as he filled his pants, the smell wafting over the table.

I Was so distracted that I jumped in surprise as all the chips I placed on the table puffed in a small cloud of powder and turned back into diapers, waiting to be added to the stack. I had lost completely. The fox was breathing lustily as he stood once more with an audible squish, and he placed all my diapers onto the tables stack. "Sorry you lost that one, want to play again?" he asked, slowly regaining his professional composure.

I blinked at him, and couldn't help but ask. "Did you just shit yourself on purpose?"

Chapter 4

"I did sir, and it sure felt great!" He replied with zero shame, even reaching back to give his rump a firm squeeze. A quick glance showed that his crotch was looking tighter than before, he was obviously aroused. "Why did you do that?" I couldn't help but ask stupidly.

"I like you, you're polite, and clever enough to ask questions. Not everyone is. I wanted to give you a bit of a test, to see what you would be willing to do in order to earn more diapers if needed. Sure, you could feed me a bottle, I enjoy that. But something more, difficult? Change my diaper, help me cum, fuck me. There are so many options to earn diapers in our instances if you are willing to throw away your discomfort. One of our dealers is into some pretty extreme stuff, and he is even willing to pay upwards of a thousand diapers, or more!" He offered, smiling at me as he shamelessly groped his crotch.

I had to think about that. It was gross, but even though it was for his sexual pleasure, he was throwing me a bone, and giving me an opportunity. He obviously enjoyed it though so who knows if he gave everyone the same opportunity. "So like, we would discuss what you want and how much it would be worth to you?" He nodded, and lifted both his hands and waved them in a "kind-of/sort-of" manner.

"We can do that of course, and I'll tell you how much it's worth to me, like, if we discussed you changing my diaper I'd give you... let's say ten points worth of diapers. If you agreed to help me cum in my diaper before changing me, I'd give you an extra ten. Now, if we discussed you changing my diaper for ten points, and then out of the blue you fucked me without asking, because I like that, the whole experience would be worth twenty points instead of the fifteen a diaper change and a fuck would be if planned.

Asking or planning beforehand is a good way to make sure you do things I enjoy, but surprises pay more."

That all made sense to me, but since I don't know what this fox actually liked, other than soiling himself and being babied, it was far too early to be spontaneous. "So, did you just crap yourself in every instance?" I asked, shaking a mental image from my mind. I placed three chips on the table, one on each of the middle thirds, and the third on the split between seventeen and twenty. The fox grinned as he gave the ball another spin, one hand groping his crotch still.

"Nope, just yours. I exist in multiple realities, and when this instance disappears all of my experiences will come together and I will be clean and professional once more, though my funds will be shortened by every diaper I use in every instance. If you leave, you will have to wait for the next time I use my diaper to accept my deal again." I winced as the number landed on four black, and my chips turned into diapers once more. "I might have to change this fox's diaper at this rate." I thought, watching him stack my diapers and placing them on top of the stack with the rest. He smiled at me and waved his hand to the table. Sighing, I placed my last three chips on black.

"So you have your own diapers you use for currency?" I asked with a sigh, watching my last tokens get risked. He nodded in return and smiled. "Lord Terinas pays us a hundred points worth of diapers every day. Those diapers are what we use to buy the furniture, clothing, food and gear in our instances. When I first got the job, it took me a long time to be able to buy everything you see here.

Any time you join a table, whatever diaper the version of me in the instance with you is wearing disappears when you leave. So, since I wear five-point diapers normally, you sitting at my table cost me five points the moment the instance was established. If you change me into a new diaper before you leave, it will have costed me ten points of diapers, the one I used, and the one you put me into. Outside of the instance, we are always in a fresh diaper. Does that make sense?"

I had to think about his explanation for a minute before I nodded. "Yeah, makes sense to me, thank you. Sorry it is costing you for me to be here. He shook his head as he gave the ball another spin for the possible final time. "Outside the instance, we are always clean. The moment you sat down I was able to pee myself, and I'd been waning to do that since the moment you humans arrived." He replied cheerfully, his tail swishing behind him as he casually groped his crotch.

"No more bets." He said with a smile, waving his non-groping hand over the table He grinned at me and commented. "Whether you win or lose this one, I'd like to offer you a specific deal that I am willing to pay a premium for should you be willing to go through with it all." He offered with a bright smile, before the clacking and bouncing ball stopped in the wheel. "Nine red."

I watched as my last chips puffed into a small cloud of powder, turning into three familiar diapers, which were added to the tall pile on the table by the apologetic looking fox. "Sorry about that, the drawback of keeping everything honest when it comes to gambling." I shook my head and sighed, mentally working myself up for my next question. "That's how it goes. What super deal were you thinking of?" I asked hesitantly.

I blanched slightly seeing the predatory glint in the submissive fox's eyes. "Fifty diapers is what I offer. I want you to put on your last remaining diaper. I want you to straddle in that diaper over my face as you rub my diaper on my changing table. I want you to both pee and poop your diaper over my face, and rub the crotch of my dirty diaper enough to get me to cum while doing so. After I cum, I want you to change my diaper.

If you do all that, I will let you use my table and my baby-wipes for free. If, however, you want me to change your diaper after, I'll do it, but I'll only give you forty diapers instead. I'm not a dom, I love filling diapers, not changing them." He offered me, and my face felt hot. How shamelessly he offered such a deal to me simply amazed me, and seeing how tight his pants were, he was definitely serious about it.

I honestly hated the idea. I'm not one to kink shame, that that was extreme for me. It was a lot of tokens though. I started with ten, and could possibly gain fifty without gambling at all. My thoughts were pulled from the disturbing idea as the fox spoke.

"I'm sorry to say you are out of tokens, but you do have one diaper left over. What would you like to do? I can change your last diaper into a token for you. Or you can find someone else to try to earn diapers in a more vanilla way. " He offered, his smile bright and cheerful, like a regular casino employee that just took all the chips from someone that was an asshole. "I'll take you up on your offer if you were sincere. I have to ask, how much would all that be worth if it wasn't a special deal? And I have other questions if you can answer them." I asked, mentally preparing myself for the task ahead.

The fox cheered and pumped a fist into the air in celebration before grinning and nodding at me. "What can I answer for you? And I would probably give you." He paused in thought about the offer. "I'd likely only give you thirty diapers, twenty if I changed you after." He replied, already grasping his belt and unbuckling it, unceremoniously dropping his pants to the floor. He stood in one of the light pink five-point diapers, the seat of his diaper bulged out with a surprising amount of mess for someone so small, and the crotch was swollen with urine, and tented slightly from his arousal.

The deal didn't sound so bad now. Wait a second, what the hell would I have to do for that other guy to pay me a thousand diapers? Should I find out? Comment below with your guesses/hopes, wage your bets, and perhaps something extra bizarre will be written in the future!

"where do I find food, I assume water I get from the bar? And where do we sleep?" I asked, wincing as I looked down as his proud display of sexuality. I grabbed my last diaper from the table and unfolded it. The plastic crinkling loudly. I was still naked of course, and it was awkward to gamble in the nude, but not as embarrassing as seeing the hungry look in the fox's eyes as he turned to watch me fumble with the disposable.

I turned around, and pressed my ass gently against the roulette table, pinning the back of the diaper against it. It was surprisingly soft inside, I don't really know what I was expecting, I guess it would have to be. I bent down and grabbed the front flap of the diaper between my legs and pulled, tugging it up between my thighs and for the first time since I arrived here, mu junk was covered.

It took me a few tries with the six tapes of the cheap diaper, before I had the cheap underwear fastened in a serviceable manner around my waist. The fox shook his head at me and walked around to my side of the table, and bent down to help adjust my diaper tapes for me. Of course, I was blushing heavily, but hearing how heavily he breathed near my crotch, I knew he wasn't judging me.

"A cheap meal costs ten diapers, though that is just the cheap kind of food that the bartenders have on hand. Relatively flavorless, and really high in fiber, but you may get a small discount if you get a drink with it. More expensive meals cost more of course but they taste better, and are more filling. You can get a glass of water for three diapers unless the bartender likes or dislikes you. Five diapers on average if you want ice. There is juice and alcohol that can cost from ten diapers to ten thousand depending on what you want to drink." He commented, as he moved back around the table, giving my crotch one more deep sniff.

Pulling his tie off and throwing it onto his pants, his dress shirt and suit followed shortly after. Once he stood in just his heavily soiled diaper, he practically bounced as he climbed up onto the diaper change table, letting out a moan as he squished his mess into his backside, his cock visibly twitching underneath from that simple action. I shook my head softly and mentally prepared for my part in this.

"As for sleeping, you can sleep on the floor in the main floor for free. Though you carry the risk of having your diapers stolen from you. For a hundred diapers, you can gain an access card to the second floor. You risk having your diapers stolen there too, but only those with diapers can afford to be up there in the first place. There are private rooms you can rent on the second floor. Rent is five-hundred diapers every ten days, but nobody other than you and the staff can go in there so your belongings are safe. You can buy your pass and pay rent at the bank like almost every other purchase you need."

"Thanks for the heads up." I said watching him practically wiggle in place on the table. "Why are you so happy?" I asked as he groped his crotch in both hands hard, a moan of pleasure escaping his lips. He giggled and grinned at me. "Out of the four others who have lost all their chips at my table, you are the only one willing to earn diapers the fun way! So far, the others just expect they will be given diapers for free to gamble with if they wait a day or so." he commented.

I chuckled despite everything. "Maybe they think this is a game, But I know Terinas said some things to make it obviously not. The fact we can earn diapers from you for one. Another, the fact we can't die, or at least not permanently. It shows he's willing to let us starve, even though he finds it boring."

"If you do a good job, and help me cum really hard, I'll even give you some free advice you would never think to ask!" He added as a bonus tease. His eyes sparkled at me as I moved to the diaper change table. "what's to stop me from just stealing diapers from you?" I asked as stepped around the changing table, waving to the roulette table stacked high with diapers. I also waved to his changing table that also had plenty of diapers underneath.

"You can of course, but Lord Terinas sees everything that happens in this casino. He is instanced too, except he has one version of him watching every human, and every staff member. If you steal from the casino's stash, he will make you his plaything until he feels you have earned the diapers you attempted to steal. He's also willing to take every diaper you have sending you back to zero. You can't get away with it, though he would love you to try!

If you stole from me, or my supply of diapers, Lord Terinas wouldn't be quite so lenient. He is very protective of us. He wouldn't allow us to steal from you, so if you tried to take from us, well, even Demon Lord Tundra would be impressed with some of the creative ways Terinas could exact his punishments. Eternity can be very long, or blur by you. Steal from us, well, I just recommend you don't.

Now, there are no rules against stealing from other humans, as some of you have already figured out." He giggled brightly and fondled himself harder as I climbed onto the changing table with him. Turning around so I would face his crotch once I managed to get into a straddling position over his face. As soon as I was in place, I blushed heavily as he pressed his nose so hard between my butt cheeks, he actually pushed me upwards.

Being so close to the fox's diaper, knowing I would be bending over it, I grimaced at the smell. The strong smell of pee and poop wafting into my nostrils. "And he wants me to do this over his face?" I thought to myself as I closed my eyes and leaned down. My palms braced me against the padded table, on hand on either side of the fox's hips. I lowered my diapered butt down, pressing gently against the fox's face, not wanting to hurt the fuzzy little weirdo. He however wasn't having any of that. His clawed fingers firmly grasped my thighs and yanked, pulling me firmly onto his face with my butt.

For a sub, he was willing to take charge for what he wanted it seemed. Continuing with the plan, I lifted a hand from the plastic covered table, and pressed it firmly onto the foxes crotch, rubbing and squeezing it with my palm ad fingers. It was a weird feeling, grabbing the crotch of someone else's diaper.

It was much thicker than mine, and felt more durable as well. The hot gel inside squishing under my fingers as I began to rub where I thought his cock would be. The fox rocking his hips against my hand told me I was in the right spot or at least close enough. Even through the thick diaper I could feel his shaft under my palm, and I considered myself glad I considered myself bisexual. I never really bothered to classify the actual term for my sexuality, but bi, male preference was what I settled on.

The fox moaned under my butt, making my diaper vibrate slightly as I squeezed and groped his crotch. His hips rocked hungrily against my palm as I worked. His diaper crinkled loudly despite how wet he was, and the sound only seemed to make him more aroused, I swear he was kissing my ass in a way that I never thought before.

"Mmm use your diaper please!" He panted beneath me, his voice a muffled whine as I applied more pressure to his crotch. I didn't want to of course, but I already concluded I'd end up soiling tons of diapers over the course of the future. If Terinas was telling the truth of course, what was his goal? Anyways, better to do it in a place where nobody else can see me do it I supposed. Save for a horny fox-man that was desperate for a front row seat to the event.

Closing my eyes tightly as my thoughts waged war with my pride over my bright red face, I finally said through gritted teeth. "If I do, can I change right afterwards?" I asked, and I felt the fox's shaft throb harder under my squeezing palm, his cock saying an obvious yes at the idea. I felt him nod into my ass, his loud and muffled huffing of my butt mildly amusing.

"I might need a minute then, please be patient with me." I sighed. I continued to balance on one palm and rub the fox with the other as I closed my eyes. I was on my knees beside his head, so I was already almost squatting, which I figured may help. I tried to imagine myself sitting on a toilet. Game-boy in hand as I waited for nature to take its course. I clenched my gut, and tried to apply pressure to my bladder, though I had always just let it happen naturally before, so trying to force it was awkward. I kind of wished I could be as shameless as the fox was.

Chapter 5

Keeping my eyes closed, I eventually managed to force a spurt of pee into my diaper, breaking the flow almost sooner than it began. Feeling the small spurt of hot liquid into the hair on my crotch surprising me enough to stop. I grimaced, feeling the hot gel swelling slightly around my crotch. Even though it was just a small spurt, the diaper absorbed it fast. "Good job, you can do it! Just a bit more please?" The fox spoke from under my ass, his voice a desperate plea as he inhaled the smell of my fresh piss. He probably tried to sound encouraging, though it sounded more like a plea.

I wasn't strictly a dom, I could take a bit of control, but being on equal ground was more my thing. But with a bit of conscious effort, I claimed the fox as my property with my diaper keeping the action a little neater and tidier. It began as a slow trickle, needing to push in spurts, before the dam in my bladder finally gave up and piss began to flow into my diaper fast. My balls tingled as urine ran over them, and began to pool in the seat of my diaper, the fox pressing the hot diaper between my butt cheeks with his eager huffing nose.

"Just a little more please?" He pleaded beneath me as the trickle flowed to a stop. "Mess your diaper for me please sir?" He begged, his crotch humping hard into my palm. I tried to keep pushing hard against his crotch, but as I clenched my gut the pressure on his groin wavered a bit. To try to do as the little guy asked, and focus on voiding myself, my nostrils were hit with a wave of strong baby-powder scent, and an amused and familiar cackle echo softly throughout the nursery as I felt my control give out.

I grunted as my conscious effort forcibly bore results. As if I had never had any control to begin with, My belly swelled slightly and grumbled loudly before I began to uncontrollably fill the seat of my diaper. I tried to stop the flow, but my body just wouldn't let me. The cheap diaper around my waist bulged with the biggest crap I had ever taken, and the fox moaned in excitement. With no sense of propriety, the fox buried his face in my ass, pushing my mess against me further and inhaling deeply. He let out a groan as I finally stopped filling my diaper, and the fox's cock spasmed in his pink diaper, cum shooting in thick loads from under his waistband into the white fur of his stomach.

I stopped rubbing his crotch as the loads stopped spurting and I leaned back, lifting my hips up to let the fox get some air. I flinched and pushed the fox's head back onto the table forcibly with my behind as hot pink letters surrounded in white flashed brightly in front of my vision. The moan I heard from the fox as I began to read hinted that it made him happy.

_ Achievement Earned: Oopsie!_

You're welcome for the help human, don't expect me to step in in the future unless I find it entertaining.

For intentionally wetting and soiling a diaper you have earned a reward! You now find wetting and soiling a diaper intentionally requires 25% less effort!

For being the first to receive this achievement, your reward is doubled!

"Wait a sec, there are achievements?" I asked, the words disappearing as soon as I grasped what they said. I had to read it twice. The fox mumbled something under my ass, and I jumped slightly, lifting myself up and giving him an apologetic "sorry."

He grinned up at me, his breathing heavy. "You got an achievement Congratulations! Which one did you get?" I blinked at him, before my face felt hot once more and I made my way off of the fox's face and the table, grimacing as my mess shifted. There was a reason why this diaper was only worth one point. From just my one wetting, it seemed close to leaking. Even the fox's diaper must not be very good, if he only can start going once the instance starts, his diaper was soaked too.

"Uhh, the one I got is called..." I blushed before sighing. "Oopsie." I was expecting a laugh, some teasing, or some condescension of some sort. I was not expecting the excited cheer nor the clapping hands. "oh! That's a really good one! Going to really help in the early days, especially if you are in an instance with people like me!" I blinked. He added to his statement. "If you are worried, it only applies when you are intentionally soiling your diaper, it doesn't cause incontinence."

"Oh, uh, thanks for explaining that. So uh, think I can change out of this thing?" I asked, grabbing my waistband and pulling it up a bit. Shifting the mess against myself but preventing my diaper from hitting the floor. "Sure, but you gotta finish your part of the deal first, clean me up and then you can use the table!" The fox said with a knowing grin.

"You're really going to make me sit in this as long as possible, aren't you?" I asked deadpan, and he grinned and nodded. "a heavy diaper looks really good on you."

Chapter 6

After changing the fox, who was horny enough again to give me difficulty putting him back in his new diaper, I was seated back at the roulette table. I had forty points worth of diapers to gamble. After wiping the mess from his fur, I just couldn't bring myself to wipe my own ass. I opted to not wearing a diaper for now, I was less embarrassed being completely naked.

Before me I had six light-pink chips, the number five imprinted on them in hot pink rimmed in white. They were thicker than my two-point tokens but not by much. As I thought the five two-point tokens had a fuzzy feel to them, and made of the same plastic as the diapers the fox had given me. Like the pink chips, their number was a hot pink number two surrounded by white. I noticed these chips were thicker than the one-point tokens, but only barely just.

The fox began to speak as I placed two of my chips, one on red, and the other on the bottom of the row between twenty and seventeen, covering six numbers. "The advice I was going to give you, is this place isn't earth. You have to remember that you can buy items that alter what you know of as reality in some ways." I blinked as he spun the ball, waving his hand to show no more bets.

The fox had opted to keep himself naked save for his diaper, explaining that he would be dressed again when I left the instance. I imagined though that he would be able to hear his diaper crinkling easier as he groped himself than if he was clothed.

"What do you mean? Like, magical artifacts from dungeons and dragons and stuff?" I asked as the ball clacked into place on the wheel, landing on thirty red. One of my chips puffed into one of the fuzzy number two diapers and was added to the stack by the fox. He placed another chip on top of the one I had on red, and so I just repeated my bet, though swapping red for black.

"Exactly, a magical amulet that makes it so you don't need food when worn, or a ring that keeps you constantly hydrated. Plastic panties that automatically clean any diaper worn underneath once every two hours." He shrugged and grinned. "Imagination is the limit here. That, and the number of diapers you can afford to spend." He smiled as he gave the ball another spin, this time it landed on thirteen black and I sighed, breaking even.

"So, for example, a magical bag that could hold any number of diapers, and organize them automatically, that only I would be able to access?" I asked, hoping. He nodded as I repeated my bet, the ball spinning once more. "You are probably looking at a hundred thousand diapers for the bag, or storage ring. Maybe as low as eight thousand if you get one with a small capacity and it doesn't organize what you have inside. You are probably looking at an extra hundred thousand to have it soul-bound so only you can access it. Soul binding is expensive. Keep in mind, I'm not the banker, so my guesses could be way off or the price different for you humans."

The ball clacked into place and I cheered as the ball landed on twenty-one red! Netting me five tokens, on top of the one I had placed on the rows. It brought me up to nine two-point chips. "Good win sir. "The fox cheered with a smile. I grinned in return and thought for a moment.

"Can you store diapers with the bank?" I asked, getting a bright and proud grin from the fox. "Yes! We weren't allowed to tell you unless asked, or if you found out on your own." He explained brightly. "It costs a measly ten diapers to open an account, but the bank will keep your diapers safe, giving you back your diapers in whatever size currency you want. Such as giving you one ten-point diapers instead of ten one-point diapers. Or vice-versa"

"Thank you, I appreciate the advice! It's still weird to gamble for diapers, but if I have to spend eternity here, I suppose there are worse things to have to get used to. This place is a lot more fun than I thought it would be when I saw the scales tip." I added, grinning at the seemingly ever-happy fox. "My pleasure, I'm happy to help someone so polite!" He replied, waving for me to place my bets.

I did, blushing at the compliment, and bet all my winnings of the previous round. One fuzzy token on black, another on both seventeen and twenty. Another on the corner between five and seven and the last two on nine and twelve split, and twenty-three and twenty six split. The fox smiled brightly at me and spun the ball. This was my largest bet yet, betting six of my nine chips. Other than my six five-point diapers of course.

I watched intently as the ball rolled, clacking and bouncing before landing in number seventeen! I whooped and the fox cheered with me as my losing numbers turned into diapers that he added to the stack. A single chip appeared on the one I placed on black and to my severe entertainment, an extra thirty-five diaper tokens puffed into place on the number seventeen on the table, the plastic of the tokens rustling softly as they slid over each other.

"Good win sir!" He complimented me, and I tossed six of the tokens to him. It was a lot but he had been extremely helpful, and it was worth it to me. "Thanks man, I guess, consider that a tip, if you are allowed to accept tips? I really do appreciate all of the advice and help." I asked, and watched him pick them up gently in his clawed hands. He looked up at me a grin so happy and child-like covered his face, I wished I had a camera for how cute he was. Again, I received a notification that flashed in front of my eyes, paired with a blinding puff of baby powder from across the table.

Achievement Earned: To Inspire Padded Service

Look at you, already trying to break my opinion of humans by actually doing something selfless. Go you!

For giving your first tip to a dealer worth 16.7% of the winnings earned in that round, where your winnings were worth more than your total amount of owned diapers, all apartment rental costs are permanently reduced by 16.7%

For being the first to earn this achievement, your reward is doubled.

The tiger smiled at me with an amused expression before turning to the fox. His long fluffy tail swished behind him as he regarded his employee, grinning up at him and wagging his tail rapidly like a dog. His gaze returned to me and his mouth twisted in a predatory grin. I recoiled slightly, unsure what I did to warrant this reaction from the big boss. "You are an interesting one. I think I will be paying closer attention to you in the future. Congratulations on your win." The tiger spoke smoothly before turning back to the fox.

"And congratulations on your win as well princess." He purred as he waved his hand towards the crib in the corner, and the room was nearly blindingly filled with the smell of baby powder. I coughed loudly and rubbed my eyes before finding Lord Kitty-pants was gone.

In the crib that had been empty moments before were diapers. Not just a few, and not the thin ones that I crapped in before either. The crib was filled so much with diapers that were pink, covered in frills, and flowery designs. The diapers had overflowed the crib and had fallen to the floor around it in a pile as tall as I was.

And they were so thick! Unlike the five-point diapers that were just under an inch thick when folded, these pink and frilly monstrosities were at least three inches thick when folded. The fox bound over to the pile and picked up a diaper, clutching it to his chest tightly and bouncing up and down in excitement.

"What just happened?" I asked dumbly, blinking at the massive pile of pink in the corner. The fox grinned brightly at me and jumped over the table to wrap his arms around me in a surprising hug. "Everyone that works here made a betting pool! One-hundred diapers each to the first staff to earn a tip! We are on the hell side of purgatory, so it was a safe bet it would never happen, especially not the first day! Terinas was amused by the bet, and he doubled the pool! You got me nearly eight hundred hundred-point diapers!"

I blinked dumbly. "Huh, I guess that's a pretty good tip then." The fox gave me another tight hug and bounced happily around to the side of his table. "A very good tip indeed! I'm going to see if we can all start another pool. Largest tips in a week gets the pool sort of deal. I don't know if the others will go for it though since I won the big bet." He grinned and waved his hands at the table.

"Would you like to keep playing?"

I left the fox's instance a few hours later. I had only one major win after I won the fox all those diapers. The cheap guy didn't even give me one though, I guess I couldn't blame him. It opened up the idea to me that we humans could gamble amongst ourselves. I was sitting steadily around forty diaper tokens, eventually dropping down to fifteen. Of course, these were still worth two each. But then I placed two five-point diaper tokens on number twenty, netting me three hundred and fifty extra points from that lucky win. I asked to get all my diapers changed into larger, well, diapers. I had to use two hands to carry the eight massive fifty-point diapers, while balancing the remaining two five-point diapers on top.

The fifty-point diapers were admittedly cute. Like the hundred-point diapers, they were thick. Using my eyes to measure, I guessed they were roughly two-and-a-quarter inches thick, made of thick plastic, and light-blue in color. On top of the cute shade of blue, it was decorated in cartoony rubber ducks and lily-pads with lotus flowers. According to the fox, the lily-pads that didn't have flowers faded when the diaper was wet. Good to know?

Almost everyone else must have been in their own instances, because other than the staff who mostly frowned or glared at me, I only saw a dozen other people in the whole casino. All of which were naked like myself, save for one guy who was wearing a diaper. Likely to save his dignity or cover his dignity with whatever he could find. I looked around as I left the table, making sure there was plenty of space between me and the others and I called back to the fox. "I'll be back later, thank you again!"

I noticed that groups were beginning to form amongst the people. A crowd of three or four, speaking in hushed whispers, or the three people leaning against one of the slot machines covered in what appeared to be military tattoos. "Thank you for your service, and sacrifice." I thought. One of them saw me and frowned, I gave them a respectful bow of my head, and when I lifted my head once more their expressions relaxed. I even received a nod in reply. Perhaps when I was done with the bank, I'll try and see if I could chat with them.

As I neared the bank, I saw an angry looking man running towards me, completely naked. Noticing a broken stick clenched tightly in a fist as he charged towards me, I Picked up my pace, sprinting the last ten feet of distance. I nearly dropped my five-point diapers, but the moment I crossed a line in the floor, five feet from the counter, the world shimmered once more and everyone was gone save for the smiling wolf waiting behind the counter.