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Cargo peered nervously into the meeting room. He was going to a small meet for diaper furs between the ages of 18 and 25 but it was his first time (having just come of age) and the first time he had admitted to anyone he had a diaper fetish. Despite this secrecy the weasel's thick padding was clearly visible - bugling through his trousers.

He always wore his diapers - and the fattest, thickest ones he could find too. He just loved the feeling, the loss of control, and accordingly he was totally incontinent. He also had very easily 'tripped' orgasms, the smallest thing could set him off, and the diapers helped soak up any of these little accidents (as well as setting off a few).

The slightly podgy weasel took a deep breath and walked tentatively into the room. He caught several furs eyes, or rather his fatly padded bum did as he took a seat in the circle of other diaper lovers - their own nappies evident under their cloths.

The head of the group, a kind looking Lion in his late teens, spoke up: "Hello everyone, looks like we have a new member. What's your name?"

Cargo blushed slightly and looked away as all eyes turned.

"C... Cargo" he stuttered

"Well Cargo we have a little initiation activity we are going to do today. You know the drill everyone." Said the lion

The all 12 of the other furs stood up and began to strip off their cloths - leaving Cargo sitting on his chair, even more bashful than before. When all the other furs had stripped fully each ones own diaper was even more obvious - they were all yellow-tainted and sagging with pee and some even showed signs of having messed.

"Aren't you going to strip too little weasel?" said one of the messy furs, a collie

"Ehh I, don't really..."

Suddenly the lion came up behind Cargo and grabbed him - pulling him out of his chair. The feline began to pull off the weasel's tee-shirt.

"Hay! What are you doing" cried Cargo as he struggled "Get off me!"

The other furs ignored his pleas as they came up and helped strip him off until he was just wearing his diaper like everyone else - his brown fur on end in embarrassment and shock. He was dropped onto the, luckily padded, floor and rolled over to curl up in a protective ball - the others just giggled as his discomfort.

"Come on little kit, we're just playing!" said the Lion as he poked Cargo with his food - trying to goad him into emerging "Ok guys, lift him up and stop him from getting away."

The other furs grabbed Cargo and hoisted him to his feet, holding his hands behind his back and suppressing his struggles. He tried to shout out again, but a gag was shoved into his muzzle, it was the shape of a small cock, it buckled up out of his reach.

The lion rubbed the front of Cargo's diaper, it was unusually fresh for the incontinent weasel and the lion was not happy with that.

"Your dry little Weasel, that wont do at all. Wet yourself, now!"

"Wha! Nuuu!" Cargo blushed behind his gag

"Oh well boys, you know what the means!"

The ring of diaper furs closed in as others continued to restrain the weasel, who kept struggling. The lion approached from behind and withdrew his penis from his own diaper. He began to rub his semi-erect cock against Cargo's back, making the weasel squirm, before slipping it down Cargo's own diaper back - the lions meet rubbing Cargo's bum cheeks.

"Nuu! Pleee!" said Cargo, thinking he was going to be raped

The lion however just laughed and then began to pee into the back of Cargo's diaper. Cargo was shocked as the warm liquid trickled down his butt, soaking the padding at the bottom of his nappy, and he squirmed and wriggled. Before long though the lion finished and withdrew, to be replaced by another fur Cargo couldn't see behind him and a rabbit to his front - both slipping their cocks into his diaper and wetting it for him.

Cargo began to moan as the warn pee dribbled down past his tailhole and his diaper got soggier and soggier. After another 2 groups of furs wetting for him Cargo's diaper was seriously wet and sagging and he was seriously near to cumming.

"Mmm nice and soggy now aren't we little one" said the lion as he moved up behind Cargo again and rubbed the wet diaper with his paw

The two furs rubbed their diapers against each other, Cargo sticking his ass out and moaning more through his gag - he was beginning to enjoy himself. The sagging plastic of the soaked nappies squeaked as it rubbed and it was clear the lion was hard. Cargo too was rock hard and dangerously close to being tipped over the edge.

"You've been good little one, want to cum do you?" said the lion as he rubbed the front of Cargo's diappy with his paw

Cargo just moaned in response and then almost without warning spurted into his saturated diaper front, crying out in orgasm. The lion smacked the weasel on his padded bum.

"Bad weasel" he scolded "You only cum when we let you, you must be punished now! Take of his diaper"

The furs holding Cargo untapped his diaper, which was now swollen and pretty much full, leaving him even more naked and exposed than before. He protested and struggled but it was no good. He was forced into a kneeling position in the centre of the room and then all the other furs formed a tight circle around him - he wasn't being restrained in anyway but he wasn't going anywhere ether.

The lion approached him once more, this time with the diaper that had just been removed from him. The cat held it in front of Cargo's face and instructed him to sniff it. Cargo shook his head only to have the wet nappy forced into his face.

"Nuuus!" Cargo shouted through his gag

The lion giggled childishly before he took the diaper away and then unbuckled Cargo's gag.

"No speaking now little one or the gag goes straight back on" warned the feline

Before Cargo could respond the diaper was back in his face and to his horror its wings were pulled around behind his head and their tapes reattached. The diaper was now taped tightly around his head - its wettest patch right over his muzzle and face. Cargo threw his head from side to side but it was good the diaper was on tight was not going to come off.

"Ewww" Cargo moaned

"I said no talking weasel; I think we need more punishment! Ready everyone? Go!"

Cargo could not see what they were doing, but once he felt the multiple warm jets strike his fur he had no doubts - they were peeing on him! It felt like every fur in the room was wetting him with their pee, jets striking his chest, back, crotch, legs and even his diapered head - the patter of the pee on his plastic clad head getting him even more exited than he already was!

As the first volley of streams waned, other furs stepped in to keep up the soaking. Cargo could smell the pungent mix of stale pee in the diaper around his muzzle - including his own cum. He could also vaguely smell the fresh warm urine saturating his fur now - and he loved it. He even let go of his own bladder for the first time - spraying onto the already flooded floor.

After he was drenched to the bone with pungent multi-species pee, his fur dripping from over saturation, the group finally stopped urinating on him and he was forced (by soft, gentile paws) onto his back on the floor. Things then went very silent, the only sounds audible to Cargo through the wet padding of the diaper around his head an occasional slap of skin on skin. The minuets dragged on...

Suddenly Cargo felt something warm hit his stomach - another liquid. He touched it with his paw and tried to bring it to his nose to smell it, forgetting about the diaper around his head. He did notice something about the new substance though, it was sticky. It was cum! they were pawing on to him!

Cargo's heart fluttered and he felt a stirring in his sheath again. Another jet of warm cum hit him and another and another, on the chest, on the stomach, on the crotch and even on his diapered face. He took hold of his own rapidly developing erection and began to paw as everyone else was.

He knew he could cum at that very moment, but he wanted to savour it, to let it build up and have the biggest orgasm he had ever had. He kept fapping away, feeling the pleasure crescendo like a wave.

He knew every diaper fur in the room was whacking off over him. He could smell their pee soaking his fur and diaper. He could feel his own diaper wrapped around his head, forcing him to breath in the lovely scents. Finally he could feel the warm sticky seed of the furs that had already shed their load onto his defenceless body.

Suddenly, it seemed even to him, Cargo came - his cock spraying its hot sticky seed onto his own stomach. He saw stars and twitched as the pleasure hit is body like a sledge hammer - he had never cum so hard.

After he had cum the assault of jizz waned and wound down - it was done. He was lifted to his feet and a fresh diaper was secured around his waist before the swollen one on his head was removed.

"Well Cargo, welcome to our group. I hope you enjoyed your initiation!"

Cargo just nodded slowly, speechlessly before taking rest on a chair.

"That's us for today guys, see you next week" ended the lion

Cargo got up and headed for the door and home for a shower. He had never felt so humiliated in all his life, so degraded, so used - so.... Exhilarated. He love it, all of it.

Come to think of he thought he would skip the shower and head straight to bed.