Finally! The first Nappy Halloween stroy is here! Well, half of it anyway. This one's gonna be a two parter.

I've had so much going on lately that it was hard to find time to work on this. Next year, I'm gonna start writting these in September.


Anywho, enjoy!


Here's part two: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/49562796/


Nappy Halloween:
Messing with a Witch

“Come on Jordan!” Lindsy huffed. For reasons she couldn’t quite remember she had let her roommate talk her into letting him come with her and her friends to the Halloween party they had been invited to and now he was going to end up making them late.

“Yeah just a minute,” he huffed rifling through his bag. Next to it sat a couple bags of candy that Jordan had swiped from two young trick-or-treaters that they had passed by a few moments before. Jordan was a bit of a prick, always had been. Lindsy had known him since highschool and just sort of tolerated him. She only shared an apartment with him because she was looking for a way to help cut down on the cost of rent and he just so happened to be looking for the same thing. Although, she sometimes suspected that he had an ulterior motive for asking her. If she had known what he was gonna be like then, she probably would have chosen just to pay the extra rent money.

Lindsey’s friends Stacy and Hanna both sighed and rolled their eyes, both girls were getting pretty sick of Jordan’s crap by this point. Hanna was a tall slender german shepard and Stacy was a shorter but lean gray and white husky. It wasn’t exactly common for humans to be friends with anthros, but it wasn’t unheard of either. The three of them had met in highschool and afterwards they had all taken a couple years off before applying to attend the same college. Like many young women their age, they did very little actual work in college and instead chose to spend a lot of their time partying.

This party they had been looking forward to for months. There was a girl at their school that had a rich family and always threw the best Halloween parties. Lindsey, Hanna, and Stacy had planned out their costumes and everything weeks in advance. Hanna had gone with a sexy vampiress costume that consisted of a black and red corset that ended in a short, black ruffled skirt that did very little to hide the tight black panties she was wearing underneath. She had black, thigh high stockings with matching elbow length gloves. A black cape was clipped around her neck and hung down to the backs of the black heels she wore. Stacy had gotten a very similar outfit except she had made it into a witch costume by getting a black and purple corset and adding a large pointed hat. Lindsey had gone for something at least a little more modest. She went with a take on the classic Little Red Riding Hood costume. She had a bright red and black bodice with a pleated skirt that ended just above where her thigh high, white stockings did. Her red, hooded cape reached down to the ground and brushed against her black mary-jane shoes. Topping the whole look off was the set of fake wolf ears that sat on her head and the fluffy wolf tail that she had attached to her lower back. She had been worried at first that these accessories would insult her friends who had very real pointed ears and fluffy tails, but they had thought they were cute and went well with the outfit. Looking at the three ladies now, it wasn’t hard to figure out what kind of attention they were looking for at tonight’s party.

Jordan had gone for a very different approach. He was simply wearing what was pretty normal attire for him with blue jeans and the letterman’s jacket that he had gotten for playing football in highschool but still wore all the time as if he still played. Jordan didn’t seem to have put really any real effort into his appearance or have any real interest in it outside of probably trying to hook up with some girls or just make trouble. Which made it even more frustrating for the girls that he was the one holding them up.

Jordan smirked as he finally pulled out what he had been looking for; a roll of toilet paper.

“Ugh, really Jordan?” Hanna huffed as Jordan turned his attention to the house he had stopped in front of. “What are you five?”

“Do you even know whose house this is?” Lindsey asked. The house was kind of an older one that sat by itself on a corner. Lindsey always walked by it on her way to see her friends that lived in the more wealthy part of town but she never really paid much attention to it.

Jordan cocked back his arm, ready to throw the roll. “Some of the guys said it’s just some creepy strange lady,” Jordan replied, “relax, this’ll just be a minute.” Jordan gave the roll a hard toss, but to everyone’s surprise it just stopped a few feet after it left his hand and then plopped down onto the grass in front of the house.

“‘Creepy strange lady’ huh?” said an unknown voice, “well, always nice to know what the people think of you when you're not around.” The group turned to see the owner of the voice standing in the walkway that led up to the house. She was a tall slender woman that couldn’t have been more than thirty. She had long dark hair and wore a full-length black dress and a tall, pointed hat. Her green eyes sparkled in the dim evening light.

“You know, it’s quite rude to throw things at other people’s houses” she said, locking her eyes at Jordan.

“Yeah,” he shot back, “and what are you gonna do about it?” Lindsey mentally facepalmed, unable to believe that Jordan could be that stupid.

“Oh, someone fancies themselves a tough guy!” the lady chuckled, “well, we’ll have to see about that, won’t we.” She grinned mischievously as she snapped her fingers.

Suddenly, Jordan began to change. He lost a few inches of his height, his bottom rounded out, his chest expanded, and something felt very different in his pants. The three ladies stared in disbelief at what was happening while Jordan seemed to be in complete shock. The woman stood watching this, chuckling to herself.

“Cute,” she said, “but I think we can do better.”

The changes continued. Jordan’s face elongated and changed shape, his ears shifted and moved upwards, black fur began to spread across his body and something began to emerge out from the waistband of his pants. Something that looked oddly tail-like.

“Wha, what?” Jordan managed to stammer, his voice sounding a lot higher than it used to.

The changes weren’t done yet. Now, it was Jordan’s outfit that began to shift and change. The yellow and blue letterman’s jacket and the old denim bluejeans morphed together and began to turn orange and black.

Now, a short, black-furred cat girl stood where the cocky, twenty-four year old man once was. She was dressed in a cute little orange and black dress with a cheery black jack-o-lantern face on the front and a short ruffled skirt that stuck out from her body and bounced when she moved, as well as a pair of thigh high black and orange striped stockings. The now feline Jordan looked down at herself in disbelief, her eyes settling on the two round breasts that now protruded from her chest.

“But… I’m a guy,” Jordan said in a quiet frightened tone.

“You’re a what sweety?” the lady asked before snapping her fingers yet again.

“I said I’m a gir… I mean I’m a gi… I’m a gi…” Jordan stammered, looking more frightened by the second.

The woman smiled, “that’s what I thought.” She rested her hand on her chin, looking thoughtfully at Jordan. “You’re looking pretty cute,” she said, “but I think I know how we can make you even cuter.” She snapped her fingers again.

Suddenly, whatever Jordan had previously been wearing under her skirt was replaced by something large, white and puffy. As if that wasn’t enough, an orange and white pacifier also appeared in the cat’s mouth and clipped its strap to the front of the cat’s dress. Jordan let out a surprised and embarrassed squeak and lifted her skirt a bit to examine her new diaper.

“Awww, now that’s just precious,” the strange woman said.

The other three ladies had been watching this all unfold silently in disbelief. Finally, Lindsey found her voice.

“What did you do to him?” she asked nervously.

“Her sweetheart,” the woman corrected, “I doubt your friend can even think of herself as a boy at this point.” She turned to face the trio of friends. “Now, what about you three?”

“What about us?!” Stacy asked, panicked.

“God, look at those costumes,” the woman said, ignoring the husky entirely. “No doubt you three are just out looking for somewhere to get pounded, am I right? Halloween always seems to bring all the naughty little sluts out doesn’t it? No respect for the holiday.”

The three friends wanted to say something in protest, but after seeing what that lady did to Jordan, none of them dared.

“Well, if you girls are going to be so immature about it…” the woman snapped her fingers again and fear shot through the three young women. Lindsey braced herself but she still wasn’t prepared for the sensation of her underwear suddenly changing. She heard her two canine friends yelp as their panties were also suddenly replaced by thick, white disposable diapers.

Lindsey lifted her skirt and stared with shock and disbelief. Hanna grabbed the bulky padded garment with both paws as if she couldn’t believe it was actually there. Stacy blushed and immediately went for the diaper’s tapes.

“Oh, I’d leave that on sweetheart,” the lady said grinning, “you may find it necessary later on.”

All three blushed at the implication and slowly lowered their hands, all three trying to stretch their short skirts down to hide the infantile padding, steadily turning bright crimson.

“Aww, you three are so much more precious now,” the woman cooed, “but, there’s still something out of place.” She tapped a finger on her chin as she thought to herself. “Ah, I know!” She approached Lindsey. The younger woman tried to back away, but found herself rooted to the spot. The woman looked her over, then smiled and snapped her fingers.

Lindsey shut her eyes, not wanting to see what was going to happen to her now. She felt a tingle run through her whole body making her shudder. A pressure ran through her skull as her face began to stretch and deform. Her fake ears and tail suddenly twitched. A prickly sensation washed over Lindsey as thick, gray fur began to coat her body. She heard her friends gasp and slowly opened her eyes to look down at herself.

“There,” the woman said, “now you fit in with the rest of your little friends.” Lindsey was in shock as she looked over herself, taking in the new, lupine form she had been given. The gray wolf girl spun around to try and look at her back. The woman gave a short chuckle seeing the new pup chase her tail for a bit. Lindsey grabbed hold of the tail, finding that it now felt very real. No longer was it attached to a belt around her waist, instead it protruded from the base of her spine, sticking out from a special hole in the back of her diaper. She reached up and felt the ears that she’d placed on top of her head about an hour before. There was no headband to be found. She could feel everything that touched the fluffy, sensitive ears. They twitched and flicked. There was no denying that they weren't fake anymore.

The woman chuckled, “such cute pups. Maybe now you’ll learn not to show off your underpants to everyone in town, although they are much cuter to look at now.” She turned back to Jordan, “and maybe a certain little kitten will learn to be nicer to others, especially when there is a witch about.”

“Please,” Lindsey whimpered, “you can’t leave us like this.”

“Actually, I can,” the witch said. “I can leave you like that for as long as I want, maybe forever.” All four young women whimpered. “But,” the witch continued, “I suppose I could give you an opportunity to return to your former selves.”

“Yes please!” Lindsey cried.

“We’ll do anything!” Hanna added.

“Now that’s what I wanted to hear!” the witch said with a grin. “I will turn you back to normal, but you have to complete some conditions first.” The four glanced nervously at each other. “First,” she continued, “find those kids that you stole that candy from,” the witch gestured to the bags of candy that Jordan had taken, “and return it to them.” The witch snapped her fingers again and the four anthro girls braced themselves for another change. However, four jack-o-lantern themed candy buckets appeared at their feet. “Secondly,” the witch went on, “go from house to house and fill those up by, let’s say, midnight. The sun just went down not that long ago; should be plenty of time.” The witch turned to Lindsey and a big blue bag appeared in her hand. “You seem to be the leader of this bunch, so you get to be in charge of the diapers. Believe me, you’ll need them.” She handed Lindsey the diaper bag with a grin. “And that leads me to your final condition. One of you will need to have your diaper changed on one of the benches in the public park!” The four girls all blushed even deeper when they heard that. “When you’re finished with all your tasks, you come back here, understand?”

No one said anything, they were all too caught up in their shame, but they nodded. “Good,” the witch said, “you better get going then, clock is taking babies.” She chuckled to herself. The four diapered girls looked at each other, fear and shame written on each of their faces. Lindsey slung the diaper bag over her shoulder, and the four turned and began waddling their way down the street into the night.