I know some of you don't like to download the file. I threw everything here cause yeah.

Wrote this sometime over a vacation in up north Michigan on a beach on a campsite.

Do what you want, with your bunny. I mean, whatever you want with this story.

The first night of the convention always comes with high hopes. Hopes to
hang out with friends, meet new people, have fun... However, Zack wasn't
feeling those high hopes. Laying in his hotel room, reading through semi
lively group chats about the convention he was at and the people he wished
were there with him. He ended up jumping into a babyfur group. Zack was
one of those people that was into diapers, but not really vocal about it. He
was still testing out the waters and had hopes of meeting some people that
were into the same stuff he was at this convention. In the end, he didn't
have anything to help him stand out to other Babyfurs if he could. Just a
black rabbit full suit and some general furry art.
Skimming through the group chat he read over mountains of RPs, IRL and
drawn diaper pictures, and idle chatter. He threw a message out there that
he was at the convention hoping to get a response--and he did. Someone by
the name of Shadow Wolf. If memory served correctly, he was pretty new to
group and didn't say much. Zack and Shadow Wolf started talking about the
convention they were at. Nothing big came out of the conversation as they
didn't really click. Zack decided to instead scroll through FA. As he was
browsing art he heard a knock at the hotel door. He wasn't expecting
anyone, but checked who it was. Opening the door Zack found a man
dressed in wolf furry garb leaning against the door frame. "Hello Zack, I'm
glad to finally meet you." The man said, looking Zack over. "Umm, who are
you?"
"I am Shadow Wolf. You announced on telegram's babyfur group that you
were interested in hanging with Babyfurs, and that is I. Would you like to
get in diapers and have some fun? We can discuss more in your room if you
allow." Shadow Wolf responded, attempting to enter.
"Whoa there, man. I didn't get any response from anyone and sure didn't
give anyone my room number."
"Check your phone. I'm sure you'll see we've spoken before." He said,a
skewed grin creeping across his face.
Zack took his phone out of his pocket and the first thing he saw were recent
messages from a Shadow Wolf. On top of that, his contact was filled with
photos and lengthy conversations starting years before the convention. That
couldn't be. Zack didn't know this guy until today. "So, are you going to let
me in or what? -- friend." Zack, reluctantly let Shadow Wolf in. Shadow
propped himself up on Zack’s bed, presenting two thick diapers with
extremely babyish designs before him. "You ready to crinkle up?" Shadow
giggled. "Okay, I have to stop you here. I have no idea what's going on. This
is way outside of weird. I honestly have no idea who you are, or how I have
you in my phone. On top of that, I don't swing the 'walk in and piss your
pants with a stranger' way. I'm sorry, but when I posted that message out
there I didn't want to attract you. Nothing personal, I'm just not someone
that meets new people and then shits in diapers with them like you might
be. Maybe we can try again later tonight and instead just talk first?" Zack
stated hoping that his words came out as inoffensive as possible. "Zacky, I
love it when you get cranky. You know as much as everyone else you
present yourself as a babyfur. I mean, all of your badges are your bunny
character in diapers or in toddler clothing." Shadow laughed as he picked up
Zack's discarded badges and tossed them to him. To Zack's disbelief his
once average rabbit badges had turned into baby versions of their previous
selves. General clothed pose, now overalls and diaper fringe; grumpy badge,
now grumpy pacifier badge; naked pose, now a baby diaper-wearing rabbit
in its place. Zack’s eyes were glued to the badges. He remembered
commissioning all of them, and never remembered saying anything about
diapers. There was no doubt in Zack’s mind that he had not commissioned
any of the badges. After all, he only started getting into diapers a few
months back. The badges, the newly added contact... It was all this Shadow
Wolf guy's doing. But how?
"Okay, I promise you that I never got these badges done. I don't know how
they became so cute--I mean babyfur, but I know I didn't do it." Zack poorly
asserted his facts. "Well, if you say so. However, your FA screams it as well.
Why can't we just start crinkling up. I know I'm not going to win your who's
more babyfur battle. At least I have SOME general non diaper art. Or for
that matter,
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clean
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diaper art." Shadow smiled, enjoying Zack’s attempts to
explain why even though his bunny character isn't potty trained, it isn’t
babyfur. Zack took a second to register that this guy told him 'FA'. He looked
down at his phone, still clenched in his hand. His profile
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screamed
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'home of a
babyfur'. Not a single general art picture in the gallery, even his reference
mentions how his rabbit character is never seen without a diaper. The
favorites were the same, more general art than his gallery, but had worse
piss and shit art in it. To his worry, everyone could see it. His profile was
also reworded. It was now covered with messages from the 'post this if you
are a proud babyfur' and 'babyfur4lyfe‘ groups all over. His exceptionally
short friends list was also worrisome. He was missing a few people, their
names replaced with more babyfurs. At that instant he got a text from one
of those same babyfurs. It was a picture of a highly used diaper with the
message, "wish you were here stinky ears. Enjoy the con with the other
cubs! Don't leak too hard!". Zack dropped his phone. It was too much for
him to handle. The last two years of his furry had been completely altered
somehow. He went from an everyday cute bunny, to almost being on ballot
for king diaper shitter. After a few moments or two Shadow Wolf started up
again, impatient this time, "So, these diapers?" patting the pair. Zack
whirled about, looking Shadow in the eye. "Okay, what's going on? I know
I'm not crazy. I haven't been spending my whole life doing this shit. This all
started when you knocked on my door!" Zack yelled getting closer to
Shadow. Zack knocked the diapers off the bed, watching as the smug look
dropped off of Shadow’s face. "Wow, cranky buns. No need for that. Well,
since you're so upset about it I'll let you in on my secret: I did it. I'm helping
you become the person that you want to be. You know you like diapers. I'm
helping you meet people, and in order to do that I had to make some
changes. To your past that is." Shadow smiled, patting the diapers, once
again stacked neatly on the bed as if Zack never moved them. "Wait, you,
what?" Zack scrambled for his phone, desperately tearing through his profile
again. Without even refreshing the page, even more of his previous friends
were gone, and to his horror people that he once dismissed as dumb
babyfurs had taken their place. He pulled up his contact list to find that he
couldn’t find half of his old friends, and those that remained were now sorted
into the 'big kids' group. Just reading that made him stomach turn over.
How could this be happening? The room seemed to be spinning around him
as Zack desperately tried to calm down, hoping this was all just some
convoluted prank. Zack opened his mouth to say something when he felt
something warm in his pants. It felt like he was peeing. That couldn't be, he
didn't have to go. The feeling quickly stopped. Zack threw his hand to his
crotch and froze. Diaper. Shadow Wolf beamed at him, one of the diapers
now missing from the bed. This guy not only made him a cringe inducing
babyfur, but he had also made Zack something much worse; incontinent.
Zack lifted his shirt, exposing a fringe peaking just above his pants. Slowly,
he pulled his pants down, exposing the poofy diaper covered in now faded
building blocks. "Looks like it's time for your change." Shadow taunted,
patted the second diaper. "No! This is fucked up! What are you?"
"I am Shadow, as you know. I can alter the decisions of the past, but not
your memory of it. It's like making a parallel universe where you made a
different decision, and then switching the two people." Shadow giggled to
himself, "How funny would it be to have the pants wetting you in your cute
suit wetting it in public? That sounds delightful. I might just add that for this
weekend. I digress, you requested to have babyfur friends, I am granting
you that wish. Pants shitting, diaper pissing, overall-wearing friends.
However, those other friends that you had didn’t really like it when you
announced that you piss yourself, like you just did. I've just gotten
started.Allow me to make things a little more interesting." As Shadow
snapped his fingers, Zack was transported back into his formerly clean
fursuit with a clear memory of wanting to pee his pants in suit in the lobby.
Another memory rushed back to him. He was on thin ice with the hotel staff
for holding nightly diaper messing contests where he would pile up all of the
used diapers in the small hotel trash bins. The thought made him sick to his
stomach. He took off his fursuit head almost crying. His hotel room was
covered in diapers. Stacks upon stacks everywhere. All of them ones that
Shadow was trying to get him into. With that turn he noticed that his suit
had taken a nose dive in quality. The fur was matted, and smelled like piss.
It almost felt like had been used by another furry, or three. "I wish I had
never met you! You're fucking up my life! You better change all of this back"
Zack screamed at Shadow, stripping off his fursuit with watered down hopes
it would return it to its former glory. With all of the changes Zack worried
that he would never get back to HIS former self. "Well, I can make that
happen, but I'll still be making changes as I see fit. I'll make one more
change so you know what you have in-store for the rest of this weekend,
king pants shitter. Though, as you may have noticed from the change in
quality of your suit, you're one of THOSE furries now. Just getting by,
drifting from con to con. Don't worry though, I'm hooking you up with a
daddy to live with and take care of you. As a matter of fact, this isn't even
your
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room anymore. So enjoy trying to stop anything else from happening in
here. You wouldn't want to get put in a time out, would you?" Shadow
concluded before he dissolved into nothingness in front of Zack's eyes,
leaving Zack to his newly messed up life.
The bleeps of an unlocking door were heard as an older male walked in.
"Hey Zacky-Wacky, hada accident in your bun-bun suit? Should have found
me! I would have gotten you back dry and ready to hop in your favorite
carrot diapees."
"Oh shit". Zack meekly responded noticing
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his
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used diaper collection next to
his
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used diaper badges proudly proclaiming his babyfur life. The room,
formerly his room, was full of diaper packages, baby bottles, sippy cups,
and baby toys. All Zack could do was stand there in shame as a line of
visually obvious Babyfurs piled in through the door as he stood there in his
now toddler themed underwear, clearly soaked in pee with his body suit
around his ankles just absorbing his accident. The topping on the cake: Zack
sensed a fart coming. But with his new found potty training skills he instead
mistakenly shit his undies. He was king of the Babyfurs. Time to meet some
Babyfurs since that's all he was going to get for a long time.