There's nothing peculiar about a vixen inviting her long time best friend to her office's costume party... or that vixen having a very well made costume ready for her friend, no. It's a completely innocent sign of friendship

Content of this part includes: Diapers, abdl themes, silliness, friends, nothing mature in this part. Criticisms are always welcome, and yea, lemme know if you like or hate it.

I plan to make a part two sometime, have been issues working out how to initiate it since chars are based on actual folks. It'll have a bit more adult of themes







After a moment of hesitation, words came from the rabbit’s lips. “I’m still not too sure about this Kita…”

Their vixen companion chuckled as she adjusted her black dress and wide-brimmed witches’ hat. “Oh relaaax, it’s A, an office costume party, and B, MY office not yours. You’ll never have to see these clowns again after this.” With a press of a button, the car doors locked before she slipped the keys into her pocket. “Not to mention that even your own MOTHER would be hard pressed to recognise you in that getup.”

That last point calmed the nervous rabbit more than anything else… with their blonde wig on, and this… ‘costume’, they were pretty much a whole different person. “Now cmon, let’s get in there.” Kita added, shoes clacking against the asphalt as they led the way through the parking garage towards the elevators, and what felt like the rabbit’s doom.

As they started moving, the thickness between their thighs made itself well known, keeping her legs somewhat spread as they squeaked, almost losing their balance as they started to get used to waddling quickly. Their ‘friend’ looked back and chuckled with a smile, making their cheeks burn brighter. How the hell they had been talked into wearing a thick costume diaper, an adult sized pair of blue overalls complete with front pocket that had a heart on it, and costume pacifier pinned to it by ribbon was beyond them at this point but it sure was more real than they had ever expected.

Cindy was brought back to reality from their pondering and focus on waddling without losing balance by catching up to their friend, at the door that led to the elevator hallway. A concerned frown was on their face that sobered them up immediately. “Honestly, if you aren’t okay with this, just let me know now. It’s ACTUALLY no problem if you seriously aren’t cool with this, okay?” she reassured the bunny, pulling the foot-shorter girl into her warm embrace. As much as she was internally ecstatic that her best friend was in front of her, decked out in AB gear, the goal was more than that tonight, and neglecting her friend’s well being would do no good in this effort.

Their ears perked up at the sudden embrace before they relaxed, almost letting out a bubbly purr into their friend as they hugged them back tightly, looking up at Kita. “I’m okay, thanks Kita. Besides, how can I NOT be okay when I’m this adorable?” they asked, letting out a giggle as they pulled away, kinda hopping from foot to foot, almost losing balance and crinkling in the otherwise quiet parking garage as they performed this display.

Years of self-restraint were almost broken by this adorable showing of childishness, held back by the vixen biting her knuckle, shuddering a little. Oh tonight would be a damn good night indeed. “Fffair enough, now cmon, lets get inside before ALL the punch is gone, shall we?” The bunny nodded and giggled following Kita, carefree and innocently as they called the elevator and stepped inside, ascending towards the 13th floor…


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The party was a bit bigger than either had expected, rather than being a smaller ordeal based out of the break room, it had spilled out and encompassed the entirety of the office’s floor, mostly in the space between cubicles and desks, with some folks seeing fit to use their cubicles for more private encounters.

Kita grinned more at this, glad to see people enjoying themselves to this extent, while Cindy was less pleased at the state of the party on two levels. First, this was a bit more rambunctious and less controlled than they had expected, and on top of that… their baby costume seemed to be the most detailed outfit in the entire party.

They spotted at least 7 ‘office vampires’ people with simply a witch’s hat on, or a pair of demon horns. It was clear that the emphasis was less on the ‘costume’ and more on the ‘party’.

As they stepped out into the waiting group of revelers, they noticed Kita and shouted about how it took her long enough, complimenting her costume.

A devilish grin came over the fox’s muzzle as she stepped to the side, exposing the shy kitten to the group. “If you think MY costume is good, look at how all-out my friend went!” she said posing to show off the deeply blushing bunny.

The gushing about how adorable the big baby bunny was came in waves as they were led closer to the crowd of inebriated partygoers, all awwing over how adorable they were, hugging, petting, complimenting how THEY went all out, all while Cindy tried to stare daggers at the one who really put in the effort.

Cindy’s focus was broken by a firm swat to their padded behind, strong enough that they felt it through the costume, they yeeped and hopped forward, looking back for the assailant, a giggling racoon who smiled and got closer to them as they caught their balance. Just as the now peeved bunny was about to raise their voice, he racoon cut in.

“Wow, you’re even more adorable than Kita said yknow.” She admonished, catching the kit off guard, reddening their cheeks more. They planted their hands on their hips and opened their mouth to respond, only to have the large rubbery nipple of their pacifier slipped into their mouth, much to their chagrin. Things were getting out of control here as the ‘coon gave an ear-to-ear grin, getting inches from kissing the shield of their pacifier. “Awww, is the widdo baby lost for words? Someone needs a li’l lovin from their auntie, don’t they?”

Cindy’s eyes widened at this as they started reflexively sucking the paci out of nervousness, as the coon swooped in, dipping the purple rabbit backwards, and scooping them up, getting in close and nuzzling them on the nose. “You must be thirsty, don’t worry, Auntie can help” she said, carrying the fluffy mass of embarrassment and confusion into the break room, where the food and drinks were kept.

The big baby bunny had no real say in what was going on, and the embarassment kept them sucking the pacifier rather than whimpering and trying to protest this treatment. It was very strange compared to what they were accustom to, and on one hand, it kinda made them feel nice and fuzzy inside… This lady clearly DID know Kita, and was nice enough… th… this was a one-off party anyhow, and besides, even if someone here DID know them, there was no way that they’d be recognised in this outfit. They squirmed gently in the coon’s arms as they were smiled down at in a loving manner.

It was hard to pay attention to anything other than the coon’s big green eyes that stared deeply into theirs, as their ride sat down, adjusting the bunny to sit in her lap, and tugging the pacifier out by the ring, letting it hang down from their overalls. Cindy swallowed the excess saliva and opened their mouth to talk, only to be cut off again, this time by another large nipple, one of an oversized baby bottle filled with fruit punch. Jackie chuckled softly as she leaned the bunny back in her arms, letting her start suckling on the nipple on her own. “Jeez, I’m kinda jealous here, wish I had as adorable of a baby as you!” she said leaning in and nuzzling their cheek as they drank from the bottle.

Despite how almost everyone seemed quite drunk here, this punch was clean, just fruit juice with no hint of alcohol or anything else, it was quite relaxing drinking like this somehow, Cindy was barely aware of the occasional person complimenting Jackie’s baby as they just suckled like a good little kitten, drinking the entire two litre bottle, almost asleep by the end, so relaxed at this treatment. The outfit was so soft, the diaper was more of a snug comforting embrace than a strange restrictive garment somehow, and this treatment had turned the thought of being baby-like from a major negative into a warm ordeal.

While this was far from what they expected, this party was exceeding their expectations