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Nick and Finnick were having a rather successful day and it was all because of the red fox's latest scheme. It was so simple, a classic really. The day before they asked Gideon if was alright if they used his ovens. With his blessing, Nick and Finnick had already cleared the first step of their latest hustle. And now they were standing outside on rather busy street, advertising their fresh, home baked cookies. If asked why they were selling, Nick simply said that it was to raise money for Finnick's new costume. It wasn't exactly a lie, either. The fennec's current costume was starting to get a bit worn out and would do him good to get another one. Maybe one in an adorable color like pink. Just the idea of the street-hardened fox parading around in pink costume brought a devious smirk to Nick's face. Lucky for the red fox, that was his resting face so no one noticed his scheming.

Finnick on the other hand had no task greater than just standing there and looking adorable. It was that little extra sprinkling to attract those a little wary of Nick to their operation. Trust of foxes or not, there was no way they could say no to someone so adorable. Things were going well after the first wave of animals on the busy streets, Nick and Finnick rushed to restock their booth and prepare for the next. It took a longer than they were expecting but the duo managed to restock and get everything looking pretty before the next rush. But now there were presented with another problem. Though he didn't say anything, Nick noticed the fennec fidgeting.

"What's wrong with you?" Nick asked, raising an eyebrow.

"I gotta piss, Wilde!" Finnick snapped back.

"Well, can't you hold it? We're a minute away from the rush..." Nick huffed. "Besides you have a diaper on. Just use that."

"I can't do that..." Finnick said, shaking his head. "I'm a grown fox and I'm not pissing on myself."

"Well, we just a made a small fortune and we're gonna make another one if you do one of two thing: either you hold it for the next fourty-five minutes or you just go and I'll clean you up when we're done," Nick offered. Finnick didn't answer, leaving Nick to turn around and perk his ears as the 12 PM rush was upon them.

Nick was in full sales mode, handing out cookies and taking dollars in an efficient and steady pattern. It seemed that the afternoon was the golden time to sell their baked goods. Neither fox expected so many patrons showing up one after the other. For Nick this was a dream come true but for Finnick it was a slow torture. The small fox had hoped that if he held it in, the pressure in his bladder would ease up just long enough for to endure the rush. But what he got was the complete opposite... Now the fennec was doing his best to completely normal despite the spiking pressure in his bladder. Nick was clearly busy taking money and handing out their product. Left alone, Finnick started to panic. He realized that even he wanted to piss he would have to fumble with the long zipper and hood of the costume. At his point his paws were shaking, making them unable to grip the zipper.

All fennec could do was step out of sight, behind the booth. He was still panicking, thinking off what he could do. But all his thinking did was give his bladder more time to fill to the brim and past the point until it was too late. Finnick clenched his teeth and cursed under his breath as a dribble of yellow liquid dripped into the padded garment hugging his lower region. That little dribble was enough to open the flood gates. All Finnick could do was blush and just let go... Inside the costume, the fennec's ears flicked as he picked up the hiss of his strong stream splashing and soaking against the diaper. Nick looked down to his friend just in time to see the tiny fox's eyes fluttering and his body leaning slightly. The taller fox decided it was best to let Finnick do his thing and instead focus on wrangling a few extra potential customers.

Finnick meanwhile sighed in bliss, spreading his legs just a bit as he emptied his bladder. What surprised the fennec was the warmth that quickly surrounded his sheath. His stream soon died down to a trickle, leaving the tiny fox feeling a heavy relief. It was once he started walking that Finnick felt that wet, warm padding against his sheath. The feeling caught him off guard but through his confusion, Finnick gained an erection, the stiff shaft lengthened against the soft material. Taking a few more steps brought that feeling back, his tip and underside of his shaft was rubbed by the wet padding, sending a strange tingle up the tiny fox's spine.

Now Finnick continued to hide behind behind the stall. Not out of embarrassment for wetting himself but rather the sizable tent poking against his diaper and costume, a tent much too large for the age he was pretending to be. He stood out of sight, waiting for his sudden erection to go down. For some reason he thought pressing his paw on the swollen diaper would somehow help reduce the stimulation between his legs. In practice, the action did the exact opposite. Finnick's cock was engulfed in a wet heat, surrounding his entire length. His paw provided extra pressure, sending more foreign trembles down his spine. Before Finnick knew it, he was biting his lip and humping against his own paw. Before he could stop himself a tremor ran through his being as he came, spurting ropes against the diaper's already soaked lining.

Selling better and quicker than expected, Nick was forced to close up shop. All the cookies had been sold of and they had made a pretty penny for their efforts. Even though he felt like celebrating, something in the moment felt off. It was then that Nick had realized that it had been a whole thirty minutes since he heard Finnick complaining, something he usually did when they closed up shop. Nick reached under the both and pulled out the foldable stroller and flipped it to life. In the basket, Nick gathered up the cloth used to cover the booth and few decorations that were placed upon their little space. Nick gave an awkward smile as he picked Finnick up. He could feel that added weight of a heavy diaper and that made him feel bad. Sure, he told Finnick to use the diaper but now in hindsight Nick regretted his tone of voice and the way he just left his friend to squirm and pee himself. Carefully, he placed Finnick in the stroller and with a double check he pushed their stuff and the small fox back to the van.

They soon arrived to their destination and Nick wasted to time packing everything up. He lifted Finnick out of the shoulder and held him up at eye level. The fennec's prolonged silence only made him feel worse. "Sorry about all that back there, Finn. I really should have helped you back there. Did you... You know?" Averting his gaze, Finnick nodded, another light blush burning into his muzzle. "Well, I guess I better clean it up then. It's the least I can do..."

Finnick's eyes widened as he was lifted and placed inside of the van. It didn't occur to him that when Nick would open the diaper he would be able to see the contents inside... Before he could say anything, the red fox was already unzipping his costume, exposing the swollen diaper. Undoing the straps and opening the garment, Nick's eyes widened and grin spread across his muzzle. Against the padded material, shimmering against the saturated yellow was clearly strings of cum, the sticky lines were still connected to the tip they came from.

"Well it looks like you had some fun without me..." Nick teased, slipping the diaper of the other fox. Finnick huffed but he couldn't help but nod. He didn't know why but there was something thrilling about his own piss being used to get him off. It wasn't something he was going to say aloud but it was something he wanted to experience again. Nick slipped a fresh diaper on and averted his gaze for a moment, looking as if he was deep in thought. "You know..." Nick began, his voice carrying an underlying excitement. "I kinda have to go... If you want I could...wet it for you..."

Finnick's eyes widened and his heart skipped a beat at the very idea. Before he even realized, the fennec was nodding fiercely. Nick blushed, not expecting such a quick response. Now he was excited as well at the idea... He slipped the new diaper underneath Finnick and lifted the other half, strapping the padded garment together. Holding Finnick close, Nick reached into his pants and fished out his own length. Carefully he slipped the semi hard against the diaper's waistband.

Finnick gazed at the fox, watching him strain a bit and sigh. A second later he blushed and flattened his ears as a hot stream splashed against his own sheath and filled his diaper. The sensation was enough to make his own length expand and harden all over again. The hot liquid trickled against his tip, radiating heat and a strange tickle throughout the rest of his body. Once Nick was finished he gave another sigh and pulled his tip free and slipped it back in his own pants. Gently he pressed his paw against the soft padding, his ears flicking as Finnick bit back a moan. Slowly, the red fox rubbed in small circles, stimulating the hard bulge that formed against the squishy material. Against his touch, Finnick closed his eyes and moved his hips, grinding himself against the soft, wet interior. It didn't take long for him to dig his claws into the carpet and cum again, soaking the padding in a different fluid.

Seeing his friend get off, Nick blushed and rubbed Finnick's head, adding to the fennec's afterglow. After a bit of time Nick peeled the diaper off and clean his friend up for real and once he was finished Finnick was free to put on some actual underwear. For the rest of the day they carried on as if it never happened but in the back of Finnick's mind he couldn't wait for the next time he had to put that stupid costume on.