Fur Camp

[JessePup]

The setting is an outdoor camp with cabins, a mess hall, a playground, even a computer lab with computers specially programmed to be nothing more than an online library. The campers normally wear shorts but it is not uncommon for them to go without.

the campsite cant be seen from the entrance to avoid people entering without being signed up for camp.

now the story...

I had always been a little lazy and not one for the outdoors. I had just wanted to stay home all summer playing video games. But my mother had sent me to a summer camp called Fur Camp.

"You are gong to camp and you will get active. You are 14 and you need to be outside and making friends."

Mom just scanned the phone book and found the first camp she could and signed me up without taking the time to read the information about it.

I arrived at camp and went to my cabin to unpack.

"Hmm. Ah. Cabin 7."

I entered to find that only one bunk out of about eight bunk beds had a bag on it. I found my own bunk and just sat there wishing I had packed some diapers.

In the middle of my grieving the cabin door swung open and a gray wolf walked in. He went over to the bunk that had the bag and started unpacking not noticing me sitting across from the wolf's apparent bunk.

As the wolf was unpacking I noticed him pull out a small bag of Pampfurs. Seeing this made my heart pump and mind to race. I decided to be discovered and ask the question plaguing my mind.

"What are those?"

The wolf spun around quickly startled by the break in silence.
"These," he asked confused, "they're just some Pampfurs. Nothing special."

"What do you mean nothing special? You brought diapers to camp! Aren't you worried someone will find them?" I said trying not to let my words reveal my feelings.

"Everyone already knows, in fact everyone here wears diapers. Its the only place where diaper wearing furs can get together. Don't you where them?" the wolf asked as if it were an everyday question.

"I uhh. Well ummmm-,"

"No need to worry, everyone here wears them, here even the administrators." the wolf reassured.

"Well I... do but I'm still in the closet about it. So you say everyone here wears them?" I asked relieved.

"Uh duh! Its a diaper fur camp. Its why everyone came." he replied.

"Wow. Thanks for telling me all that. I think its gonna be easy making friends here, ummm... whats your name anyway?"

"My name's Peter. Call me Pete," the wolf raised his hand to shake.

"Jesse, nice to meet you." he grasped Pete's hand and shook it enthusiastically, "you wouldn't happen to have any spares would you, I didn't pack mine."

"Sure. Hope you're a 29 inch waist."

Pete handed me a crinkly, baby powder smelling diaper.
"Can you umm."

"Turn around? Sure." Pete turned and waited for me to clothe myself.

I hadn't done this sort of thing while someone was in the room but the feeling of having a diaper on me was enough to curb my embarrassment.

We both went to bed without speaking. Apparently Pete understood my position. Tomorrow we would talk.

I woke up to the sound of walking on hardwood and felt a nudging on my shoulder. I assumed it was my little sister trying to get me to play with here outside. I rolled over and grumbled quietly signaling her to let me sleep. Then I felt her grab my arm and yank me out of bed. I hit the floor but my butt felt like it fell into some warm jelly. I opened my eyes expecting to see my sister but I was given the image of a gray wolf, staring at me and grinning wildly. Then all the events of yesterday came rushing back. I wasn't at home, I was at a camp for diaper wearing furs. I felt embarrassed to be at such a place and at the same time I felt like I belonged. I also felt exposed as I was lying on the floor in nothing put a wet diaper.

"Get up," Pete said excitedly," we're gonna miss breakfast!"

He grabbed the shirt I wore yesterday with a 1up mushroom on it and tossed to me. "Get dressed!"

"Okay. Keep your shirt on so I can get mine." I said, pun very much intended.
No sooner did we get our shirts on did he start for the door.

"Wait! What about pants? We can't go outside in just our diapers. Speaking of which I'm wet. Shouldn't I at least change myself?" I said nervously.

"We don't have to wear pants. We are wearing diapers after all, It would be hard to squeeze them into pants. Plus by the look of it your only half full. No one really changes until after breakfast." Pete said flatly and out the door he went.

I followed him to the mess hall and upon entering I noticed that Pete was right. No one wore pants unless you count the select few who wore footed sleepers. Most everyone just wore a shirt and a diaper like me. Pete and I got some pancakes, eggs, and bacon. There were some milk laid out on the table at the end of the line. The milk was either in a baby bottle or glasses. Pete urged me to let loose and we got the very last two bottles left. Now everyone else had to take the glasses which no one previously had picked. We found a seat and started eating. Mid-way through the meal we started talking.

"So," he asked, "what are you anyway?"

"What do you mean," I replied confused, "it's obvious that I'm a husky."

"No. I mean I'm a Baby fur/Diaper fur,"he clarified.

"Oh. Just DF." I answered.

"Cool. So I'm finished eating, you?" Pete asked.

"Yeah, I'm done. Can't eat anymore." I said picking up our dirty dishes and putting them in the return slot in the wall where they would be taken to be cleaned.

We headed back to the cabin slowly so we could enjoy being outdoors. This just made me nervous. When we got back to the cabin he started unpacking some changing supplies.

"Need changin'?" he asked.

Until now I hadn't realized how wet I was. This diaper looked like it was gonna blow.

"Just teasing, I know you do." Pete chuckled.

"Yeah thats true. Uhh... where do I go to get changed?"

"Well the camp has people for that but they're probably way to busy changing the kids who just got back from breakfast." He paused to consider the options though didn't look like he was thinking of that, "I can change you!"

This threw me. I didn't want a dude to change me, but then again I didn't have many choices and I needed a change, bad.

"You don't mind?" I finally said.

"Of course not. We are cabin-mates after all." He answered a little too enthusiastically.
"Lie down on your bed." he commanded.

I obeyed, still uncomfortable but thankful for a change. He undid the tabs and disposed of the wet diaper. With a wipe he quickly cleaned my diaper area and went on to powder me and diaper me. The process took less than thirty seconds. He was good.

"Hehe. Now you do me." he giggled.

He lay on his bed ready for a knew diaper. I was a bit clueless but he instructed me on how to do it. I did pretty well if I do say so myself.

After I taped him up he stood up, laughed, and pointed at my diaper and said, "Looks like you enjoyed that more than I did."

I looked down to see that he was talking about the bulge visible under my diaper and quickly covered myself blushing madly.

"I'm kidding, It happens to everyone after a change."

He loved messing with me.

We started playing connect four and started talking

"So what's your favorite diaper brand?" he started.

"I normally get Pampfurs but my favorite is Molihare." I replied

"Molihare?"

"You know. They were named after their inventor, Charles Hare, a German rabbit. They're hard to find cause they're from Europe."

"Oh yeah. I tried them but my mom stopped getting them cause they're too expensive."

"Your mom knows?!" I asked surprised.

"Yeah doesn't your's?"

"No. Like I said I'm still in the closet about that."

"What does that mean?"

"It means It's still a secret."

We continued on like that for a while and I'm proud to say I won every single game of connect four.

We played board games for at least two hours and like the name suggests, we eventually got bored. So we decided to play outside. Even though it was summer, the wind chill made it just cool enough to force us into pants. I wore some jeans and still had on my 1up mushroom shirt. Pete merely wore a legged, long sleeve onesy that was camo colored for some reason.

"What should we play?" I asked after we got outside.

"HIDE AND SEEK!" He exclaimed, waisting no time to think.

The rules were augmented slightly to make it more fun. First I had to count to one hundred. Second, we had no home free."1...2...3..." I started and I could here hime running like a madman. "...47...48...49..." I continued. He must have been far away cause I couldn't here him anymore. "...98...99...100! Ready or not here I come!" I shouted gleefully. Suddenly I realized why he wore a camo onesy, he planned to play this game. He could be anywhere.

"RAAAAAH!" I heard from behind as something dropped down and wrapped around my neck.

"AAAAAAHHHH!!!!" I screamed.

"Haha! I got you!" It was Pete.

"I'll say. You scared me crapless." I said jokingly.

"Quite literally." He said while on my back, sniffing the air.

"Oh my God. Are you serious," I felt the back of my diaper through my jeans, " I'm so embarrassed. I've never messed before...Pete could you-"

"Sure."

We arrived at the cabin. Once again Pete changed me, once again he laughed, once again he had gotten me. And strangely once again he needed to be changed. This confused me.

"Wait, you shouldn't be wet we haven't had anything to drink since breakfast."

"I know that."

"Then why are you wet?"

"Cause I'm incontinent." He said with a hint of a grin.

"Oh..." I didn't know what to say.

"Yeah. For two years now. I was crossing the street one day and a drunk driver rammed me. Funny thing is he was a ram. Anyway, the doctors said I had a concussion and I had damaged the part of my brain that controlled my bladder. I've been a urinary incontinent ever since. My mom started buying diapers after she heard the news and kinda liked it. No she loved having to take care of here baby boy again so she started buying me onesies, pacis, and a crib but I'm not complaining, because little does she know I enjoy it much more than her." Pete explained throughout his changing.

"There you are, all clean." I said after I had finished.

"Thanks. So why do you like diapers?" He asked seeming genuinely interested.

"Well... I've loved diapers ever since I could remember. I was sad when I stopped wetting the bed but I got over it. Still I couldn't stop wishing I could wear them again. Recently those feelings resurfaced with a burning intensity that kept getting stronger until I finally worked up the courage to buy some. I always thought that I was weird but shortly afterward I learned about the diaper wearing community. It felt good to know that I belonged."

"Great story. So lunch is in thirty minutes what should we do till then?"

"I don't know about you but I'm gonna relax and listen to my iPawd."

I reached down into my bag and right as I got to the zipper I heard a noise.

"RRRRRIIIIIIPPPPP!!!!"

Pete was doubled over laughing on the floor.

"What now?" I complained.

"Your pants ripped!!!" He shouted as he continued laughing.

"Aww man. This is my last clean pair to."

Pete's ears perked up and he suddenly stopped laughing," You can borrow this."

He was holding up a onesy. It had little teddy bear images on it and was the kind that snapped at the crotch.

"Thanks but do you have anything else. I'm not to into the babyish stuff." I said quietly.

"It's either this or nothing and I don't think you'd like getting cold."

I reluctantly agreed and put on the onesy. It was surprisingly comfy and warm. And the little bears did seem kinda cute.

"Come on it's almost time for lunch." He said and away he was.

We were headed to the mess hall. Two canines in onesies. My face couldn't have been redder.

We arrived at the mess hall dressed in our onesies and no one paid any attention to us. This was a relief but I was still embarrassed out of my mind.

Lunch was simple, a grilled cheese with a side of chips and a soda. Not that big a meal but they made up for it by making it an all you can eat meal.

Lunch went by quietly, partly because we couldn't think of anything to talk about and partly because we finished lunch in under five minutes.

"Hey want to check out the computer lab?" Pete asked with his usual enthusiasm.

"They have a computer lab?!" I asked surprised.

"Yeah c'mon." Pete grabbed my arm and led me to a rectangular building that was called the "Annex". Inside there must have been at least a hundred computers. A wide grin danced across my face as I picked a computer in a corner far away from everyone else. Pete must have seen the gears turning in my head and decided to burst my bubble.

"It's not what you think Jess. These things are programmed to be nothing more than an online library." Pete said giggling.

My smile quickly vanished but I didn't think I could get away with it anyway.

"Hey you read a book I have to go do something I'll be right back." Pete said soberly.

This surprised me because he has never been so calm. And he has never wanted to leave my side ever.

So I found a book called Pendragon book 1: The merchant of death and it was pretty good. I was half way through it when Pete arrived about an hour later.

"Where have you been?" I asked sarcastically.

"Well, I left to go get changed by one of the councilors and then-"

"Wait," I interrupted," I could have changed you."

"It was messy and I didn't want to put that on you." He answered.

"But you changed me earlier when... you know." I countered sheepishly.

"Yeah but I'm the one who did that to you so I felt that I owed you. So anyway after the change I went to go get your pants fixed at the arts and crafts center which to forever to get done and here I am. Also I put your pants on your bunk." Pete finished.

"Wow that was nice of you. By the way have you read this book." I scooted back so he could see the monitor.

Pete leaned over to take a quick glance and instantly he recognized it. " Why that’s Pendragon 1 by D.J. MacHale. He is a great author."
We got some headphones and played the audio version of the book so we could both enjoy it.

It took the reader four hours to read it. Dang she was slow. It was six o' clock by the time the book was over. Time for dinner but more importantly, time for a change. I was near leaking and I would bet money the Pete was the same.

We walked haste fully to our cabin for fear of leaking while still trying to enjoy the feeling of a bloated, swollen diaper between our legs. We changed each other but strangely Pete didn't laugh this time his mind was elsewhere.

Dinner was great. We had the greatest pizza I have ever tasted. Still Pete was quiet and that was starting to freak me out so I tried to get him to start talking. But I had to be subtle.

"Why won't you talk?" I asked.

"Huh? Oh! Well tomorrow is the last day of camp." He said sadly.

"What?! But this place is awesome are telling me that it's only three days long?" I asked dumbfounded.

"No it's five days but we got here two days late." Pete explained.

"Well this stinks." I said simply.

We both ate in silence thinking of how close we had gotten over these past two days. After dinner there were some announcements saying that right after breakfast camp would end and our parents would come pick us up. Afterwards there were skits, a stand-up 'Coon, and an eat off between a kangaroo and a cat. After all the events were over we headed back to our cabin to pack our things. We went to bed soon after.

We woke up extra early the next morning so we talk until we had to leave. I changed out of my onesy and wet diaper into my original clothes.

"Man this is one cute onesy. Wish I had one like it." I said.

"You can have it." He giggled.

"Really? Wow thanks that's unbelievably nice of you." I said surprised. I hid the onesy in the bottom of my bag so no one could find it.

We talked for about two hours, skipping breakfast, about anything and everything. But soon we would have to leave for home. We went back inside and Pete was wet so I had to change him but this time I got to laugh at him.

On the intercom they announced who's parents had arrived. Both of ours.

"I'm gonna miss you man." Pete said sadly.

"I'll miss you too." I said equally sad. I quickly looked around to make sure no one could see us. And I gave him a brief hug. Left him there blushing through his gray fur and I escaped into my mom's car.

"So how was camp?" My mom asked.

"I wouldn't mind coming back next July." I replied.

"Well that’s nice but until then we'll need prepare you for school. It starts in two weeks."

To Be Continued...

[JessePup]

hooray my first finished story. the sequal is called Fur School. read it.

[wayward1]

like the story. keep up the good work.

[diaper degraw]

i had to copy and paste the thing on my computer so i could finish the ending
it is awsome very good dialoge that is for sure

[Raul]

Incredible use of animal related puns. Good story.

[JessePup]

wow thanks guys I actually didn't think I did that good a job on the first story I wrote.

[Siddy]

Great story, Could have used some more detail here and there but it was still very good.

[Sephiroas]

Great story indeed, I hope they're both going to the same fur school.

[JessePup]

shhhhhhhh!!! don't spoil the story. lol they do but there is a special twist you could never find out what it is. I have spent all this time eloborating on the story in my head and will get to work right away.

thank you readers for ever so slowly making me viral. rofl.

[Musickid]

Delightful story! I enjoyed it quite a lot, reminded me of my first camp expirience, with a few major dif*fur*ences of course, lol, I would like to read the sequal very much, nice job .