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Kuper was a red fox. He was a small fox with red fur and a small cute face. Despite being in his early 20s, he could pass for a young cub. He was off to his new work place with a spring in his step. As he got up to the door and press a button on the speaker, a buzz went off before he heard someone on the other end, "Who is it?" The little fox smiles, "It's me, Kuper. I'm here for my new job." Sitting at a desk, a big ram with long hair and a small goatee beard pushed a button on the intercom, "Okay, come in." The door buzzed, and Kuper push it open as he walked in, slowly looking at the big ram behind the counter. "Hi," he said happily. The ram lifted up his eye glasses baaing softly.
"Oh, hello you must be here for the job in the club." The ram led the little fox down the stair into a club that was very odd looking it had posters of people in diapers on the wall. In the back room there were cribs and large change tables. The little fox ruffled his head wondering what was going on. He tugged on the ram's arm, "I don't think I want to work here... I thought you wanted me to work at the bar or something," the fox blushed deeply.
The ram smiled at the blushing little fox as he smiled back, "Oh we do, we just want you to wear some padding and nothing else when you work behind the bar. We can help you feel less shy if you are worried about people seeing you. I know hypnosis." The ram smiles and pets the blushing foxy's head with a baa. "Aw... so cute... Look how red you've gone." The fox growls a little, "There is no way I am ever, ever going to wear diapers. I'm a big fox not a little baby!" The fox huffs and turns towards the door. The ram grabs him by the arms, "Oh I'm afraid, little fox, that since you've seen this place there's no way you are going to be able to leave... At least not until you are properly programmed." The ram drags the fox by his arm as he struggles. The big ram smiles pulling him into to the back room through another door.
There was a crib clearly designed for girls, and the fox started kicking and growling more and more. The rest of the room was creepy looking; it had monitors, speakers, and lots of other things. The fox was still making a big fuss kicking and huffing, as he was brought over to an adult-sized changing table. The little fox was mad as he kicked and clawed. The big ram just picked him up and plunked him down on the changing table, pulling out some pink mittens and slipping them onto his paws. "Bad little foxy girl... Don't claw and growl!" The fox hissed and stuck his tongue out. The ram giggled, "And you say you're not a kid..." The big strong ram pushed the poor helpless fox down against the change table, tying his arms down before pulling his legs apart. The fox continues to struggle, "Stop fighting, foxy... It will only hurt more if you resist." The little fox kicked and huffed until his legs gave out, the ram tying his legs down and slipping a spreader bar between them. "Now good little foxy girls will learn their place, won't they?" The fox blushed and wondered if the ram knew one of his guilty pleasures was to be a sissy sometimes.
"I don't think I like being a girl... I'm a boy..." he struggled a little more blushing deeply. "Aw... but I know all about your kinks... See, you can find out anything nowadays; the web may be a wonderful place, but when you post something there is never goes away." The ram pulls a monitor down in front of the little foxy's muzzle and plays a video of him dressed in a French Maid outfit, someone in the background calling the little fox a sissy little girl. The fox moaned and blushed deeper, "How... how did you find this?" The ram chuckled and smiled, "Aw... don't worry little foxy, you will get to wear pink frilly dresses and all things sissy when I am done with you." The fox blushed deeper and growled a little, "But... but I don't want to be a sissy all the time..." He petted the little fox again, "Well you will be paid. I have all your bank details, and for everyday you spend here you will get your money." The fox stuck out his tongue again and huffed, "You said I can't get away anyways... so it looks like I have no choice, do I?" he said wriggling in his bonds.
The ram smiled, "Ok, well there is something else I need to do now. You just try to calm down a little, I'll be back soon." The ram walked away, his hoofs clicking against the floor, leaving the little fox all tied up and helpless. The ram was giggling to himself, knowing exactly what was going on in the fox's mind, playing over and over again, "What have a gotten myself into? How am I going to get out of here?" It was the same as with the rest of the staff the ram made work at his bar. All of them once like the little fox, so full of pride; now they were all programmed to obey. Some were made to be sissy-furs, while the others were little baby boys dressed in cute tuxedos for working behind the bar. He walked back into the room with some sort of mask. The fox huffed, "What is that for?" The ram smiled, "It goes over you muzzle to help you feel sleepy and relaxed." The fox growled, "I'm not letting you drug me...don't put that on my muzzle." "No, no... not drugs, just the relaxing scent of baby powder."
The ram was of course lying, there was a little bit of sleeping powder mixed in with a baby powder's smell inside the mask. The little fox didn't need to know, as the ram slipped it over the fox's muzzle and watched as the fox breathed in and out, his breath slowing. The little fox would not fully pass out, but it would make it harder for him to move or focus, as long as the intoxicating scent filled his lungs. Meanwhile the ram cut off his clothing, making short work of the fox's clothing. He loosened the ropes, slowly pulling up the fox's legs, raising them in the air. He pulled out a nice pink puffy diaper, slid it under the little fox, and taped it up around the fox's legs. The fox was not completely asleep nor quite awake, but his sheath stared to throb in the diaper. The ram rubbed it slowly with his hoof, "That's a good little girl foxy, in her big pink puffy diaper. She looks so cute!" He pawed more and more as he removed the mask from the fox's muzzle. As the fresh air returned to his lungs, he found himself panting from the lusty feeling he was getting from the diaper rubs, "Oooooh...!" "I think someone is lost in pure joy, aren't they little foxy?" The fox moaned and drooled a little more. "Aw... you look so cute like that, like a helpless baby girl." The fox moaned even more as he finally started to come around. As he panted he barked, "How the... heck...oooh... did I get into... nnn... this diaper..!? You...erf... told me there were... no drugs in... ahh... the mask..." "You like? I'm sorry little fox, but I had to get you into a diaper somehow! I don't want you messing up my changing table now, do I?"
The fox growled again and wriggled as the ram started pawing faster. "Mmm... does my little princess like feeling good?" The ram chuckled, pawing more and more on the front of the fox's diaper, making him moan and wriggle. "I bet you're getting close to being a good girl for this big strong ram, aren't ya?" The fox moaned and whimpered, feeling his sheath throb and drip with pre. He was panting pretty hard now, getting lost in the soft diaper rubbing up and down on his cock. "No... no I... I will never... ah... give in to this..." The ram giggled and smiled, "Oh... I know you will. There's no point in fighting me." He pawed a little faster as the fox yipped, "Ooooh... oh god... oh please st..stop please..!" The ram pawed at him more and more, giggling still, "Aw... don't worry little one. Soon you will submit to me, and it will feel good!" The fox moaned and started humping up into his bonds; he moaned as his cock shot a load of wet sticky seed into the diaper. After a final bit of rubbing, the ram stuck his hoof in to make sure if the fox had made a sticky mess. He was very pleased, petting the fox, "That's a good little girl... Now that your body's given in I just need to program your mind." He pulled a monitor in front of the little fox's muzzle and started a program. Making his way out of the room, he turned back, smiling, "Soon you will be a good little girl, and you will love you new life."