Chapter #9Tails by: Kazoo   “Hi Cream.” Tails greeted.
“Tails, you’re here.” Cream cheered. Cream threw herself at Tails to give him big hug. “II haven’t seen you since your last adventure. Please, come in.”
Cream hasn’t been the only one who’s been interested in diapers. Tails has been a padding pursuer since Cream introduced her. A long time ago, Tails came to visit Cream to spend time with her. During a game of the two playing pretend with Cream’s plushies. Cream, being too infatuated with the game, bounced around her room wildly; dashing from each space and committing to the act. It all came crashing when Cream slammed into her closest, knocking some things loose.
The collision exerted enough force to knock a few items out, including a pack of diapers. Tails spotted the diapers. Cream rushed towards the diapers in full panic, hoping to avoid embarrassment, but it was too late. Tails grabbed the diapers to examine.
“Cream, why do you have these?” Tails asked.
Cream sobbed heavily and scuttled out of her room. Tails followed and found Cream whimpering in the bathroom. Cream worried that Tails would relentlessly tease her for her undergarments and their comfort, but she was wrong. Tails tried to comfort her that he was okay with her wearing diapers; it wouldn’t change their friendship. Cream, in her pitiful state, refused to listen. Tails needed a way to lure her out of the bathroom. Then, it hit him. He needed to be changed, fast.
“Cream, can you check my diaper for me?” Tails asked.
“Very funny, Tails” Cream said irritated.
“No, I’m serious. I need to see if I’m wearing this properly.” Tails said.
Then Cream heard a familiar plastic crinkle. She opened the door to find Tails clad in one of Cream’s diapers. Tails face burned red when Cream spotted her like this. Cream, first confused by Tails’ action, was pleased that he went that far for her.
“I told you it wouldn’t change our friendship.” Tails said.
Cream embraced Tails tightly, never wanting to end this moment. From then on, Cream introduced Tails to the enjoyment of diapers. He learned the fun, the comfort, and a few secrets of Cream and of Vanilla’s too.
Cream escorted Tails into her living room. Passing by the living room was Vanilla, carrying a load of dirty laundry to be washed. She spotted Tails and Cream.
“Hello Tails, so nice of you to visit. Cream told me when you’d be showing up.” Vanilla chimed
“Hi Ms. Vanilla.” Tails said, shyly. “You look very cute in your diaper.”
Vanilla blushed. “Aww, thank you Tails. You’re so sweet. Speaking of diapers, why don’t I change you into a fresh diaper?”
“Yeah, and I can help.” Cream said
Tails twiddled his thumbs, embarrassed to ask. “I – I guess so.” He stuttered.
“Good, let me just put in this load of laundry. Cream grab the supplies.” Vanilla said.
“Okay mommy.” Cream said. She flew off. Vanilla left to deal with the laundry.
Tails waited on the couch, nervous of what’s to come. Tails had always been squeamish of infantilism ever since Cream introduced her. It made him feel foolish for liking this. But, even though he felt like dying from embarrassment sometimes, he didn’t want to give it up. He loved feeling vulnerable and being babied. And he loved the support he’s gotten from Cream and Vanilla; they made him feel safe. Cream retuned with the changing supplies, with Vanilla not too far behind. Vanilla lied out the changing mat, then a fresh diaper on top.
“Alright, Tails sit down.” Vanilla instructed.
Tails lied on the clean diaper, ready for services. Vanilla powdered Tails’ area and rear, leaving a solid layer. Cream held his hand through the whole process to ease him. Tails covered his face. Vanilla sealed the diaper up in a snap. Tails sat up after the change.
“Yay, you’re done.” Cream said. Cream cuddled up to Tails, happy for her friend being clean. Tails, caught by surprise at first, accepted her affection. “You look super cute, Tails. Isn’t he such a cute baby mommy?”
“He sure is.” Vanilla exclaimed. “He’ll always be a cute baby.” Vanilla hugged both Cram and Tails. She then kissed Tails forehead. “He’ll always be one of own babies too.” Tails felt fuzzy inside at the rabbit’s warmth.
“Ok kids, I have to go deal with the laundry. You two have fun.” Vanilla said, leaving the room.
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