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Locking his bedroom door, the chubby possum's heart pounded in his ears. Sitting on his bed was a box Chunk had been staring at for nearly an hour and a half. For years he just wanted to try one on, even after mentally scolding himself for being "weird".

But here they were, right at his fingertips.

He took a deep breath and puffed his chest out, "You can do it Chunk, house is empty, ya live on your own, you can dabble in stuff you always wanted," Taking his hand his claw pierced the tape and he felt a surge of electricity as he cut it away.

Opening the box, he could only stare in awe. Neatly folded in the box were several folded diapers, light blue in color and adorned with several rocketships and stars. A smile spread across Chunk's cheeks as he lifted one of the stacks out of the box and giggled at the name with childish bubble letters emblazoned on the clear plastic binding them together, "Bone-Dry Absorbent Adult Briefs: Spaced Out Edition".

Chunk was almost vibrating in anticipation and was pulled back into reality as he felt a tightness in his shorts. He opened the package and removed a single diaper, his ears twitching at the sound of the rustling plastic. He got a feel for the plush, light-weight object before bringing it to his nose and giving a deep inhale, the soft, sweet aroma that sent tingles through his body.

"O-Oh gosh," Chunk murmured.

A ringtone snapped him out of his deep examination of the padding and the possum rushed to his desk to answer the phone. Chunk mentally cursed himself as he looked at the picture of the chubby rat that had come across his screen.

He answered, adjusting his glasses as he did so, "Hello?"

"Dude! Ezra and I are at my place for the week, ya coming over?"

Chunk looked over back at the package of diapers on his bed. "Uhh... I dunno,"

"Pleeeaasee, we've been dying to hang out since ya moved in town! It'll be fun! We're gonna order some pizza, watch movies and just hang out!"

Chunk swallowed hard. It'd be a bold move to pull so soon, and what could go wrong? "Sure, I-I guess. I could use the company."

Chunk pulled the phone from his ear when he heard Zack's excited whooping. "Awesome! Can't wait, I'll send you the address!"

Zack hung up and Chunky put his hands on his hips, turning to look at the box of padding. Well he couldn't just tell them he was going to be padded, if he did he'd probably be a laughing stock. But he didn't buy them just to sit in his room for a week. It wouldn't be hard to pack a few diapers in his duffel bag. There was a compartment for shoes on the bottom, he could easily fit half the package in.

Chunk slipped out of his shorts and went under his bed to withdraw his duffel bag and a plastic bin. Popping the lid he pulled out a small stack of what looked like briefs, but they were way too thick to be standard underwear.

'I bought so many of these just to not even use em,' Chunk thought. He thought back to the awkward moment in self-checkout where he practically threw everything in a bag and almost forgot to pay.

He packed some of his padded underwear and diapers into the bottom compartment. If he ended up getting caught in his pull-ups, he could just write it off as a medical condition. He doubted he'd be able to do the same in a full-blown diaper. He slipped out of his underwear and shorts, grumbling softly as he idly played with his half-hard erection.

Chunk grabbed one of the pull ups and tugged it up against his crotch. It definitely wasn't as thick as one of the diapers, but the cushioned garment felt great on his bits. He walked a few laps around his room, just to get a feel for it and it only made his arousal press against his trainers. While he didn't want anyone to know, he giggled at the idea of someone walking in on him in such childish attire. He'd be fine just wearing this, just until bed.

Chunk made short work of packing clothes for his mini-vacation before loading his duffel bag into his car and hopping in the driver's seat.

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Pulling into the fat rat's driveway, he looked away for roughly a few seconds before he saw Zack coming out of the house with a pudgy purple tanuki trailing after him. He barely got out of the car before Zack's burly arms wrapped around him and lifted him off his feet.

"There's our best buddy!" Zack said.

"Hey Pup," Ezra said.

Chunk patted Zack's shoulder in an attempt to signal him to release him. "Can't breathe here Z,"

"Whoops!" Zack let the possum go and giggled a bit, "Sorry about that."

Chunk gently poked him in the belly and made his tail sway happily before hugging Ezra. "So, I was told there'd be pizza?" he asked.

The older tanuki rolled his eyes and nudged his head in the direction of his house.

"Sure just lemme-" As Chunk turned to get his bag, he already saw Zack holding it.

"No sweat, Chunk, I got it!"

"Really, I can carry my own bag Zack," Chunk said, only for Ezra to tousle his hair.

"You know what they say about hospitality, Chunky, now come on." Ezra threw an arm around the younger fur and led him inside.

Chunk listened out for the soft crinkle of his pull-ups, hoping the sensitive ears of the rat and the tanuki couldn't hear it. Perhaps it was just him because he was wearing them, but they felt so loud.

But thankfully, the sound of the television was looping the sounds of the title screen for a movie with the scent of pizza and wings. Sitting on the table were three boxes of the greasy, steaming delicacies along with a small cooler packed with cans of soda and beer.

"Here I'll put this up in the guest room, make yourself comfortable pup," Ezra said, taking the duffel bag from Zack and making his way to the stairs, "Oh! And shoes off at the door, I just vacuumed!"

Chunk's heart was thumping in his chest, so hard that he was sure Zack could hear it too, as he watched the purple tanuki disappear up the steps.

"Come on bud," Zack snapped the blue furred possum out of his trance and practically carried him over the the sofa and plopped him over the back of it, earning a fit of giggles from his friend.

"Hey!" Chunk protested playfully.

"Hay," Zack corrected, "Is for horses,"

"You're a big dork,"

"And you're a little cub ,"

'If only he knew,' Chunk thought. The pillowy feeling around his bits felt a little bunched up, not too uncomfortable, but certainly noticeable.

"Heads up!"

Chunk caught a can that was thrown to him, but he grinned at the label, "Trop-Blast? Dude this stuffs for kids," He chuckled.

"It's good! Ezra and I stocked up on the stuff before we got here. I should warn ya, you'll be pissing like a race horse after a few of these!" Zack said with a chuckle.

"Yeah..." Chunk looked down at the can as Zack's words rang in his head. So far, he'd only read and seen pictures of furs wetting their diapers or pull-ups, never experiencing it for himself. The idea of that warm, squishy wetness spreading between his legs and rubbing up against his bits made his member stir.

A few minutes passed before Ezra descended down stairs in vastly different attire than what he usually wore, instead of the usual sweater vest and slacks, he was clad in a dragon themed sleeper.

Chunk snorted as his drink squirted through his nose in shock, only for Ezra to stand before them smirking.

"Something funny, Chunk?" Ezra asked.

"No, no! It's just that I never thought I'd see you wear something like that," Chunk said.

"Hey they're comfy. Especially since it's getting chilly outside."

Kids drinks, footie pajamas, what could be next? Chunk took a few chugs of his juice as Ezra plopped between him and Ezra.

"Thought you'd never come down, I'm famished." Zack grabbed one of the boxes and grabbed a slice before offering it to the other two.

"Uh, do you have any plates?" Chunk asked shyly.

"Bah, nonsense, who needs plates!" Zack proclaimed with a wink.

Ezra only shook his head and took and grabbed two slices, offering one to the blue-furred possum.

Chunk muttered a quiet thanks as the movie started. He couldn't complain though, aside from his nervousness about his undergarments, it was a good night.

They'd chosen a horror movie. Each of them would help at a jump scare, or use their tail to hide behind when things would get scary. Food was slowly eaten as they tore through the wings and most of the pizza, leaving bones and half eaten crust in their wake. The next movie was a cheesy sitcom and then an action movie, they didn't really pay attention to.

But somehow, they ended up entangled in a pile of fur and limbs as they dozed off on the sofa. Sleepily, Chunk took note of his bladder being full but he didn't want to get up. Laying curled up on Ezra's lap as the big Tanuki rested his head against Zack's.

Chunk shifted for a while trying to fully fall asleep, he knew he had to pee, but he was just so tired. He'd just go in the morning.

Yeah, the morning...

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"Chunk. Chunk. Chunky, wake up!"

The blue possum was startled awake and was looking at Ezra and Zack's concerned faces, "Wha-" he froze when he felt something cold and clammy pressing against his skin.

'Nononononono!' Chunky looked down at the wet spot that had formed on his shorts and seeped into the sofa. "I-It was an accident!"

This was perfect, just perfect, he'd pissed himself in front in his friends and ruined a couch. He couldn't bear to look at either Zack or Ezra as tears started to prick his eyes.

"Hey, hey, don't cry pup," Ezra knelt down in front of him and placed a paw on his shoulder, "It's just a little spill,"

"Yeah buddy, it's an old couch. I should'a known better than to give you all that juice." Zack said.

Chunk tried to explain himself, but he was really upset. He was scared, confused, angry, and ashamed sp all he felt could do was bury his face in his hands and cry.

"C'mere," Ezra gently gathered the possum in his arms and sat beside him idly petting over his shaking body. "Zack, could you go upstairs and grab his bag?"

The rat nodded and scampered off upstairs.

"Its alright, Chunk, it's alright." Ezra said.

"B-but- I-I di-di- It-" Chunky stammered.

"Shhh, shh. Just hold on to me," Ezra cooed.

This only made Chunk cry harder. He felt... helpless. Sitting there in cold, sodden training pants and shorts and his friend attempting to console him like a kid. But somehow, with Ezra's big, doughy body cuddling him and gently petting him, his sobs died down to hiccups and whimpers.

Zack trotted down the steps holding Chunky's bag along with a small dish and a towel. "I grabbed some other stuff too, but I couldn't find the changing mat, must be downstairs."

"It's fine. Hey mind if we help you get out of these?" Ezra gave the possum's belt loop a tug but he could only manage a nod.

Ezra stood Chunk up and undid his belt, and slowly eased his shorts down and getting an eyeful of the swollen cub pants. Rumpled and stained a dark yellow, with a few rivulets dripping here and there.

"You soaked it really good huh?" Zack asked, in an attempt to lighten the mood, but this only made Chunk's ears fold back in embarrassment.

"Don't mind him," Ezra said with a chuckle, "Lay down for me."

Doing as he was told, Chunk sat down on the towel with a squish as he felt more urine rush out of the leg gatherers.

"Really, though Chunk I'm real sorry," Zack said.

"S'not your fault," Chunk murmured.

Ezra tore the sides of the garment and pulled down the front, a grin forming as his gaze met Chunk's genitals. "Well, well, well, look at that,"

Chunk covered his face with a squeak, cheeks beet red.

"If it makes ya feel any better, Chunk I've changed Ezra loads of times!" Zack said.

"Yeah- hey!" Ezra said.

"It's not much bigger than yours-" Zack was cut off by a pillow flying in his face.

Changed? No, they couldn't be, could they? Picturing Ezra and Zack padded together danced in his head and this made his uncut member start to stiffen and twitch.

"Oh look at that, you're raising your flagpole!" Ezra teased.

'Kill me now,' Chunk thought as he felt the cool touch of a wet wipe on his diaper area. But to be honest, he did kind of like how gentle and tender the tanuki's touch was.

"So how long have you been into diapers?" Zack asked.

If Chunk's face could get any redder, it would be. But as he lay there bare-ass naked and hard as a rock, he was in no position to be secretive. "F-for a while I guess. I-I only bought real diapers yesterday."

"Well ya could've said somethin'. It's not like we'd judge you." Ezra said.

"Yeah!" Zack chimed in. "Just another padded butt to change!"

"You want me to take care of Chunk Jr. here?" Ezra asked, giving a teasing poke to the opossum's member.

As much as he really wanted to say yes, he decided against it. He didn't want to push it any further and he shook his head. Ezra nodded in agreement.

"Well if you ever want to empty out, you know Zack and are always willing to lend a paw," Ezra said.

Within mere seconds, Chunk felt the soft embrace of a fresh diaper engulf his bits, although his hard on still strained against it.

"Heh, someone's a squirmy and pokey pup," Zack teased.

"I'll make sure to keep that in mind next time I change you in the morning, Soggy Britches." Chunk said, gesturing to the bulging wet diaper between the mouse's legs.

"Hey!"

Ezra stifled a chuckle. "He's got you there... Soggy Britches..."

Zack's cheeks turned a rosy red color as he fold his arms over his chest with a huff.

Chunk giggled, his accident from mere moments ago felt like a foreign memory as he sat there giggling and joking along with his friends. And he felt so happy that they were so accommodating for him.

This was going to be a fun week.