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, and writing this Zootopia couple is as fun as I remember. It works as a stand-alone story, but is also a sequel of sorts to the previous 'In Daddy's Arm's' story. It takes place in the same timeline, but I still actually have to write the story where the two of them get started with ABDL games.", "writing": "[b]Caught in the rain[/b]\n\n[i]When Nick and Finnick get stranded in a rainstorm, their good friend Gideon comes to the rescue. While Gideon has known Finnick's secret for a while, this is the first time the three of them get to spend time together away from prying eyes. And they soon find out that Gideon is much more willing to play along than any of them had realised.\n[/i]\nNick frantically jiggled his drenched paw, hoping to shake off some of the chilly water. He hated feeling this wet, but at least it was not getting worse anymore, shielded as they were by the leaves of the Willow tree. Still, it was not how they had hoped to finish off their day of disappointing cons. Nick just wanted to go back home and take a long hot bath with the little fox who was clinging closely, but there was no way they would make it through the rainstorm.\n\n``We could have just taken my van.'' Finnick said softly, around his pacifier.\n\n``You're too young to drive it, kiddo.''\n\n``Then you should get a driver's license, daddy.'' Finnick bit back.\n\nThe little fox had been caught out twice that day, which was embarrassing in general but especially when it was because of a slip-up Finnick was personally responsible for. It had put him in a terrible mood and that was when he started saying things without meaning them. Finnick knew they did not have the money for Nick to take driving lessons. And on most days Finnick did not mind staying out longer because they walked instead of using the van.\n\nBut that day it had started raining and his sour mood had turned bitter.\n\nNick rubbed at his eyes. That morning the weather had seemed perfect. Walking took a little longer, but Nick genuinely enjoyed being outside with Finnick and playing the daddy. He liked giving Finnick public diaper checks and making a sport of embarrassing him. Ever since they had started their relationship, the cons had been more fun, the teasing was more rewarding, and when they finally got back to the privacy of their own home, the naughty games were all the more intense for how long the foreplay had lasted.\n\nBut then there were moments like these, where they were stranded with limited supplies. In the van they could have undressed and warmed themselves by the car's radiator. And they would probably be taking advantage of their state of undress too.\n\n``Hey Nick!'' A voice came from the rain. Nick did not immediately recognise it. Whoever it was coming quickly towards them at a small jog. And once he was close enough, his identity was unmistakable.\n\n``Good to see you Gideon.'' Nick smiled. They could certainly use the distraction. ``Say hi, little fella.'' Nick pushed Finnick.\n\nThe small fox acted his usual coy self, waving shyly. That was good. Finnick always made more of an effort staying in his little space when there were other people around, and enjoyed it all the more thoroughly. \n\nThe broad fox was wearing his standard pink apron over blue checkered shirt, but with a bright yellow raincoat over that. He also had a big umbrella protecting him. ``Got caught in the rain?''\n\n``Unfortunately, yeah.'' Nick said. ``Hoping it'll clear up soon.''\n\n``Sorry. The forecast said it would last at least a few hours more.''\n\nNick flinched. ``Really?''\n\n``Yeah. But my bakery is just a block away if you want to get warm and dry while you wait out the storm.''\n\n``That would be amazing.'' Nick said in relief. ``But isn't the bakery closed by now?''\n\n``The shop, yeah. But the oven never stops.''\n\n``What do you say, bud?'' Nick said, getting to Finnick's level. ``You wanna go with Uncle Gid?''\n\nFinnick nodded happily, in that special way that made Gideon blush ever since they had met him. Gideon shifted his umbrella invitingly.\n\n``Can't argue with that.'' Nick lifted Finnick up and stepped next to Gideon. With his paw supporting Finnick's diaper, it was clear that more than just the elephant suit was wet. ``Maybe you'll even get a cookie if you're nice.''\n\n~*~\n\nThe sight of the bakery brought back nothing but good memories for Finnick and Nick. In Zootopia it was a rare shopkeeper who was happy to see the two foxes, yet Gideon always wore a smile on his face. It might have helped that the first time they had met, Gideon was being harassed by some tough guys thinking they had found an easy mark in the country boy.\n\nEven though Nick and Finnick had been walking hand-in-hand and trying to blend it, the pretence dropped away as soon as their help was needed. The wolves had pushed Gideon into an alley and Nick had immediately straightened himself in order to impersonate a law officer. Finnick had snuck around them and while Nick distracted them, Finnick surprised them with nothing more than a lead pipe, curses that would make the devil blush, and more rage than anyone could expect trapped inside of such a small fox.\n\nThat was also the first time that Gideon had invited them to the bakery. A bakery that Gideon would open one week later backed with nothing more than his life savings and a passion for baked goods. He had gotten band-aids for Finnick's scrapes, and automatically picked the cutest ones he had for him. The only question he had about an adult dressed like a cub was how Finnick preferred to be treated by Gideon, reassuring Finnick that he was fine with whatever his little rescuer preferred. And Finnick admitted it was mostly for cons, and said he preferred to be treated like a cub when other people were around if he were dressed like this. Otherwise there would be too many questions.\n\nEvery time after, when Nick and Finnick visited, Gideon treated Finnick no different than any other cub that visited the shop to help keep their secret. He referred to himself as Uncle Gid, gave away a free cookie like he did with the other kids, and never let the smile fall off his face. He convinced the other customers that Finnick really was little, just like Gideon had promised.\n\nIn a city of crooks, Gideon was one of the good ones.\n\n``I'm actually happy to have the company.'' Gideon said as he unlocked the back door and led them inside. ``It can get lonely baking all by myself.''\n\n``Is there much to do?''\n\n``Most of it gets done early tomorrow morning and I have help coming then. But the more delicate baking I like to do after everyone's gone. Here, come sit by the fire.''\n\nGideon had not been kidding when he said Nick and Finnick would be able to get warm here. There was a giant wood fired oven taking up one wall of the bakery. ``You do all your baking in that?''\n\n``Not all of it. I have some modern ovens when I need more precise temperature control. But there's nothing like the rustic taste of a traditional oven for breads.''\n\nJust standing near the fire was already warming up Nick.\n\n``Oh, I almost forgot!'' Gideon chuckled, quickly searching through some jars until he found what he was looking for. ``Here's your cookie, little Finnick.''\n\nFinnick accepted it with some confusion. \n\n``There's nobody around.'' Nick said. ``You don't have to keep up the act.''\n\n``Oh.'' Gideon sounded a little disappointed. ``Is that not okay? Finnick did say he preferred to be treated this way and I always like how his face lights up when he eats it. It's so cute.''\n\n``I do prefer it, if you don't mind'' Finnick admitted softly, grabbing the cookie before Nick could say anything else. His face lit up even more than usual when he bit into it. ``Thanks, uncle Gid.''\n\nNick could not help but smirk. ``For someone who insists he's a big boy so often, you sure cave at the smallest bribe.''\n\nFinnick stuck out his tongue and then went back to his cookie, nothing distracting him from his sugary sweet.\n\n``Let me get you some towels.'' Gideon said. He slipped off to another room while Nick and Finnick warmed themselves by the fire. When Gideon returned, he was holding two big towels and some clothes. ``I'm afraid I don't have anything that'll fit Finnick. They'll already be very loose on you, Nick.''\n\n``Oh, that's going to be fine.'' Nick said, a grin on his face. If Finnick was going to play the baby, Nick was going to make sure he was treated like one. Nick started undoing the elephant costume. \n\n``Hey...'' Finnick started, before his shock quickly deflated. He spared a look for Gideon but was not actually fighting back as much as Nick had thought he would. It seemed the little fox was staying in little fox mode even though there was someone else nearby. Perhaps precisely because of it. Nick found that very interesting.\n\nFinnick himself did not know why he felt so relaxed. There was something confusing about being in this strange new environment. The rules for how to behave were clear outside, where he acted the cub and nobody knew he was actually an adult. That nobody knew made Finnick comfortable getting into little space. The rules were clear at home too, where Finnick acted the cub and knew how to press Nick's buttons. Nick was the only one there, and he knew both that Finnick was an adult and how much he liked acting the cub. And Nick accepted that fully.\n\nThis was new. Gideon knew that Finnick was an adult, but Finnick had always been at ease around him anyway. He had always imagined Gideon would be a tolerant friend if they met up in private like this. But instead he was being a doting uncle. And it was making Finnick feel smaller than he had in a long time.\n\nHe did not protest for even a moment as Nick took off the costume and revealed Finnick's poofy diaper. He was just a little fox after all. He was too young to feel shame about being exposed.\n\nNick looked to see Gideon's reaction and hoped the teasing was not too much for him. While Nick had been expecting Gideon to look away, instead the fox was flustered but clearly intrigued. Nick was standing between Gideon and Finnick to block the view, but he finally moved fully out of the way as if that had been his plan from the start. ``The towel?''\n\n``Th-the towel, right.'' Gideon thrusted the towel and clothes in Nick's paws, his gaze unable to move away from the adorable little fox nearby.\n\nNick had intended to only embarrass Finnick. From his cons he had a lot of practice putting Finnick in compromising positions and using his own body as a shield. He would have wrapped the towel around Finnick so that Gideon would not have had to see anything. Finnick would be teased with the possibility of exposure, while Gideon would not be bothered with their game.\n\nInstead, it seemed Nick had underestimated both of them. Finnick was more at ease than Nick could have imagined, while Gideon had more interest than he had let on. \n\nNick used the towel to give Finnick a quick drying rub and made sure to give the diaper a quick squeeze when he could. It made the smaller fox blush, even as Nick found out Finnick was just a little damp, not as wet as he had thought. The much more noticeable thing was how much Finnick was tenting in his diaper. He really was a little exhibitionist. The cutest thing was that Finnick looked confused about his own excitement. \n\nGideon swallowed, taking in the treatment. Ever since he had met the other foxes, he had been drawn to them. Nick was as sly a fox as they came, but with a heart of gold just underneath the surface. And Finnick... Gideon's face lit up every single time he thought about the adorable little fox. He knew that Finnick wore diapers, intellectually, but it was a whole different thing to see it. And it was hard to articulate precisely what about Finnick was producing such an intense reaction.\n\nThe only thing that finally pulled Gideon's eyes off Finnick, was when Nick started undressing. There was no music, there was no dancing, and yet the grace with which Nick was taking off his clothes made Gideon think it was a striptease. Eventually he was left in only his underwear, black boxers that fit tightly around Nick's tight bottom and that seemed to be poking at the front. Or it could be just in Gideon's imagination. Though, to be fair, his imagination was filled with many naughty things. Nick was Finnick's boyfriend as well as his daddy and he had always been a little confused how both things could be true at the same time. His mind was busy filling in the blanks and even if he did not understand, he could feel it. His whole body heated imagining diapered fox on Nick's lap, doing the kind of things forbidden in Sunday School.\n\nGod. He was such a hopeless gay fox.\n\nNick looked at him with a smirk. ``I thought you still had baking to do, Gid.''\n\nThe larger fox gulped before nodding and turning his focus to his kitchen. Baking was usually enough to distract him from one of these moods, though he wondered if this time it would be enough. It had been a very long time since he had been with someone and it was making him desire things from a friendship that he did not want to ruin.\n\nNick made sure he had the extra privacy with his back turned to Gideon, before slipping off his underwear. Finnick could see everything, including Nick's leaking erection. It made the little fox blush and part of Nick wanted to do something more with all this excitement.\n\nIt was not something they had ever discussed before. Finnick liked acting the cub and Nick liked treating him like one. They had both assumed that was rare enough that even if they found people who would tolerate them, they would never find anyone else who would get equally excited about the game.\n\nHe imagined rubbing Finnick's diaper in front of Gideon, while they both verbally teased the little fox. He imagined feeding Finnick his special bottle and Gideon not only watching but tenting in those cute jeans. He imagined getting into a bath with all three of them together, with Finnick bouncing first on Nick's cock and then on Gideon's.\n\nHe was being ridiculous. Just because Gid was willing to play the game, did not mean anything else. Just because Nick had his mind in the gutter, didn't mean every fox they met did as well. There were countless reasons why this would be a bad idea. He could ruin their friendship with Gideon if he went too far. Heck, Nick had no idea how he himself would react if any of those sudden fantasies became reality. Finnick being an obedient kit for Gideon sounded hot, but jealousy was a thing. Nick's fanatasies made him think he would be fine with it, but it wasn't like Nick had the best track record understanding or predicting his own feelings.\n\nNick had never been good at reigning in his hormones, but he did his best. They could just have some innocent quality bonding time together. It was his own perverted mind that had jumped from undressing to sexual tension. Just because Nick had problems with controlling himself when he got horny, didn't mean everyone did. Gideon just liked being a caregiver. And that was certainly something Nick could understand. And encourage.\n\nHe left his wet clothes over a chair by the fire to dry and then got dressed in the clothes Gideon had provided. Gideon's clothes were indeed a bit big, but with a belt they worked fine. And by the time he was dressed, he had already calmed down considerably.\n\n``How much is there to do?'' Nick asked as he took a seat near Finnick.\n\n``Not so much. Just some cookies for tonight. I've been experimenting with different glazes.''\n\nFinnick stood up on his stool to try to get a better look.\n\n``You want to see, little guy?'' Nick asked, before picking Finnick up and carrying him closer.\n\nFinnick squeaked cutely at the way he was being handled, a combination of the immersion Finnick always felt while they played outside with the extra embarrassment he only experienced when they played in private.\n\nNick always enjoyed carrying Finnick. His fox paw under that padded tush and Finnick's body pressed against his chest. No matter how tough Finnick made people think he was, he was so light. And so easy to handle when he wasn't fighting back.\n\n``I'm just rolling out the dough.'' Gideon said. His eyes kept darting to Finnick before returning to his table. He reached over the table for his bag of flower, which was just out of reach. ``Could you hand me that?''\n\n``Do you want to be Uncle Gid's little helper?'' Nick asked the fox in his arms.\n\nFinnick nodded with enthusiasm, reaching his paws to the bag of flower. Nick could easily step around the table and lift Finnick down so he could grab it. But where would be the fun in that? Instead Nick lowered Finnick down on the table next to Gideon. ``Flour's right over there.''\n\nFinnick nodded with a blush, before crawling over. Finnick moved a bit clumsily, like he had just recently learned to move.\n\n``That's adorable.'' Gideon said, clearly enjoying how immersed Finnick was in his role.\n\nFinnick grabbed the flour and then scooted back, to hand it to Gideon.\n\n``Can you spread some out for me over the dough? A handful should be fine.'' Gideon asked.\n\nFinnick nodded, reaching into the bag and taking a handful. When his arm came out, it was completely white, but he did as told and sprinkled it over the dough with the practiced ease of a new-born infant.\n\nMore flour reached the floor than the work service.\n\nGideon did not seem to mind, patting out the flour he did get and then rolling again. ``You're so good at that! I didn't have half the coordination at your age.''\n\nFinnick preened.\n\nNick laughed and gave the padded bottom a few crinkly pats. ``You hear that, little Toot Toot? You make such a good baby.''\n\nThat made Finnick blush again.\n\nAnd Gideon had a strange expression, drawn away from the baking again in the way he watched.\n\nNick hesitated for just a moment. But then his desire to see Finnick blush far outweighed any of his earlier reservations. ``You know, you can pat his bottom too if you think he's doing a good job.''\n\nGideon's eyes widened.\n\nFinnick huffed, but did not actually object as Nick turned him around and held him in place with the diapered butt facing Gideon.\n\nThe other fox hesitated, his face turning pink. But then he reached out and gave the tiniest little pats imaginable, like he was touching a soap bubble he didn't want to pop.\n\n``Little harder than that, Gid, or he won't know he did a good job. Just imagine it's a ball of bread dough.''\n\nGid nodded, trying again. This time there were crinkles and Finnick gave another tiny huff. Finick's tail wagged from side to side, clearly expressing his happiness.\n\n``Much better.''\n\nGideon went back to work, cutting out shapes and lining a baking sheet with the cookies. Finnick eyed the left-over dough. But what Gideon didn't use right away was combined and rolled out again for more shapes. Gideon let Finnick press some shapes out. He only managed one or two, slow compared to the professional baker.\n\n``That should be the last of it.'' Gideon said, sliding the trays into one of his ovens. ``I'll put on some tea and we can sit by the fire some more.''\n\n``Hold on there, Gid.'' Nick said with a smirk. ``My little fox is all covered in flour from helping you. Shouldn't you clean him up a bit first?''\n\n``Wh-what?'' Gideon gulped.\n\nFinnick looked down at himself, only then realising how bad it had gotten. He started dusting himself off, but Nick stopped him. ``Come now. You're far too small to do that by yourself. Uncle Gid will help you. He's basically responsible for the state you're in.''\n\n``R-right.'' Gideon stepped closer. He placed his paw on Finnick's arm and very gently started brushing off the flour. But his touch was so timid that nothing was actually getting done. ``I'm sorry. Nick, can you do this? I'll make the tea.'' He stepped back before anyone could protest.\n\nNick hoped he hadn't pushed the fox too far. He grabbed Finnick and dusted him off with a force he knew Finnick could more than handle. The point was to make him clean after all. And to make him feel small and handled at the same time. Then he picked Finick up and brought him back to the fire. Now that Nick was wearing new clothes, there was no more reason for Finnick to have his own seat. Nick's lap was far more comfortable.\n\nWhen Gideon returned, he still looked off. He handed Nick a cup of tea and then took one himself, sitting down. \n\n``I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable.'' Nick said, gently.\n\n``No, I'm not...'' Gideon took a breath. He was still avoiding looking at them. ``I keep feeling like I'm doing it wrong.''\n\n``Doing what wrong?''\n\nGideon waved his hands to Finnick, indicating everything. ``I'm worried I'll hurt him if I'm too rough.''\n\n``Finnick isn't so easily broken.'' Nick said.\n\n``I wouldn't know. I haven't spent much time with cubs. Young ones or old ones.''\n\nNick was a little relieved. There were no complaints about the fox's behaviour. Just Gideon's anxiety, which could be dealt with. ``But you do like taking care of him?''\n\n``I do. I just get anxious. And I'm not sure why you keep suggesting these things like I've done anything to earn it.''\n\n``That's silly. You're a good friend and you took us in from the rain. You don't need to earn our company, Gid. We're happy to be here.''\n\nFinnick nodded. ``A-and I'm grateful and such. That you're letting me act like this and that you're treating me just like any other kid. It's... it's new. But nice.''\n\nNick looked at the two of them. ``So all three of us like playing the same game. At this point it would be rude of us to exclude you.''\n\n``I suppose...''\n\n``It sounds to me like you need some exposure therapy.'' Nick declared with a wicked grin on his face. ``How would my little guy like being on Uncle Gid's lap?''\n\nEven as Gideon automatically protested, Finnick beamed at the idea. And with a face like that, Gideon's protests soon faded away.\n\nNick carried Finnick over and Gideon nervously accepted. He sat straight and stiff, and it took Finnick leaning back against his chest before Gideon finally relaxed a little.\n\n``The little guy is still chilly from the rain and needs lots of cuddling to warm him up. I'm entrusting that task to you, Gid.''\n\n``Y-yes, sir.'' Gideon smiled. The big fox wrapped his arms around Finnick and held him close. He immediately seemed to light up from such a small act. ``Oh, I forgot. I had an extra spoon of dough for a snack.'' He started to get up.\n\n``Stay right there.'' Nick laughed, looking and finding the spoon to hand it over. ``You're not getting out of your exposure therapy just because you're feeling a little peckish.''\n\n``It's not for me.'' Gideon said, passing the spoon over to Finnick. \n\nAnd Finnick accepted it happily. He licked the tasty dough off slowly, enjoying the weight of Gideon's arms around him. Much as he liked Nick's hugs, there was something extra special about Uncle Gideon's. The fox smelled of sweet treats and was almost as warm as the fire in front of them. Good in a different way. Nick had been Finnick's friend for years and him accepting both Finnick's diapers and his little side had meant a lot. But even so, there would always be a part of him that suspected that Nick only tolerated that part of him because of the years of friendship. Nick was turned on by diapers, Finnick had experience the proof of that many times, but Finnick sometimes wondered if that was only by association. That Nick liked Finnick, and only liked diapers because Finnick wore them.\n\nFor a new friend to accept this side of him as if it was nothing without years of friendship to fall back on as an excuse, Finnick felt more accepted than he had in a while.\n\nGideon could not keep the smile off his face. He tried to keep himself from fidgeting, worrying beyond reason that Finnick might not be comfortable. But Finnick was completely relaxed and showing his delight in having this cushion to sit on and his treat to munch.\n\n``Was that really so scary?'' Nick asked, sitting down.\n\n``No.'' Gideon admitted. ``It's just... can I confess something?''\n\n``Of course.''\n\nGideon nodded, slowly forming the courage to speak the words. The cuddly baby fox in his lap helped. ``It's been a long time since I could do something like this. A long time since anyone trusted me to babysit. I... I used to be a bully. I got into the predator mindset that I was better than prey animals. There was this bunny that I used to babysit and he really looked up to me. But I pushed him away by being obnoxious. By the time I realised how wrong I was, it was too late. I apologised, but it was never the same.''\n\nFinnick nestled into Gideon's lap. ``I don't think you're obnoxious.''\n\n``And I trust you with my little Toot-Toot.'' Nick added.\n\n``That means a lot.'' Gideon had to wipe away a tear. ``You know, I'm jealous of what the two of you have. I'd be way too anxious taking care of a real cub. I'm already doing so bad with Finnick even though I know he can just tell me if I'm doing something wrong.''\n\n``You're not doing anything wrong, Uncle Gid.''\n\nGideon smiled more, nuzzling the top of Finnick's head.\n\nNick felt warmth as he looked at them. Gideon really was special. The baker had a sweetness and innocence about him that made him feel bad about being a bully even as he had completely turned his life around. There was something so good in him, beyond what Nick and Finnick had inside themselves. For someone like that to accept this game and play along, it meant a lot to Nick. And it seemed to mean even more to Finnick.\n\nPerhaps Gideon could provide something to Finnick that Nick couldn't. And that didn't make Nick jealous. It made him happy there would be a way to give even more happiness to his little fox. \n\nAnd no matter what limits he had thought were wise, Nick could not help but want to explore this further and see how far this could go. ``Hey little Toot-toot. How would you feel if we let Uncle Gideon take over a few more babysitting duties for the evening?''\n\n``Wh-what?'' Gideon's eyes widened.\n\nFinnick rubbed his soft back against Gideon's belly, trying to comfort him. ``I'm sure you'll be good at it, Uncle Gid.''\n\n``I think you're long overdue a fresh diaper. It's the only thing still wet on you.''\n\nFinnick whimpered, but could hardly deny the charge. He could not help but squirm though at the idea of being even more exposed than he already had been.\n\n``Is that okay with you, Gid?'' Nick asked carefully.\n\nGideon's maw was open. Of course it was okay. But... how could they so easily let him in? How could they so easily trust him? ``Are you sure?''\n\n``You kidding?'' Nick smirked. ``That little baby fox goes through so many diaper changes in a day, I'd love to get a little help.''\n\nNick riffled through one of his bags and started unpacking. A small matt on the floor by the fire. A packet of wipes and a bottle of powder. And then a fresh new diaper, just as cute as the one Finnick was already wearing.\n\n``Just place him down there. I've got his favourite plush ready so he doesn't make a big fuss.''\n\nGideon looked adorable as he lifted Finnick up, face white as a sheet. He gently put Finnick down, caressing the little fox's chest.\n\n``You know what to do?''\n\nGideon swallowed. ``I've changed diapers before.''\n\n``Then show us what you've got.''\n\nGideon untaped the diaper with experienced ease, though he had more hesitation as he started cleaning with the wipes. It was strange for him. One moment this was something he had practiced and was familiar with. The next he remembered his paw was touching another adult fox's crotch, and all the nerves came back.\n\nFinnick for his part tried to suck on his pacifier and concentrate on his plushie. Being changed always made him feel small, and it was even more intense with Nick so casually giving the task to someone else. And thinking about Gideon's kind paws so close to his sensitive bits, that had a reaction.\n\nA reaction Gideon didn't know what to do with. He looked to Nick for help with panic in his eyes.\n\n``Because our little fox acts like such a little baby, it's easy to forget he has one lingering adult need that requires just as much help.'' Nick took one of the wipes and reached over, gently wrapping it around Finnick's excitement and hide it away from view. They could just ignore it and keep everything innocent. Or... there was another option. ``Would you like to see what I would normally do when this happens?''\n\nGideon's mouth was open but he had trouble speaking. He just gave a coy nod.\n\nNick started a slow steady movement up and down. He looked to Gideon for his response.\n\n``I... I see.'' Gideon licked his lips, his paws shaking from nerves, excitement and repressed hormones. He could not look away.\n\nFinnick bit down on his pacifier, trying not to moan. But it felt so good. Nick always knew just how to press his buttons.\n\n``It's quite easy.'' Nick said, gently. ``Would you like to give it a try?''\n\n``I... I'm not... I don't...'' Gideon's face flushed and he hid behind his paws.\n\n``Sorry little Toot-toot. I think we need to slow down a bit.''\n\nFinnick whimpered. \n\n``There, there.'' Nick gave one more teasing squeeze, before pulling the wipe away. Like it had all just been a funny joke. ``We'll find some other way to have fun.''\n\nGideon gulped at the sight of Finnick's throbbing excitement, paralysed.\n\nNick gently took over, pressing the erection down so the new diaper could fit over it. He did up the tapes and it was like nothing had happened. Only the tent in Finnick's diaper betrayed the diaper change had not been so innocent.\n\nAnd the tenting in Nick's and Gideon's pants to the same account.\n\nNick helped Finnick stand again, giving him a few pats on his diapered rump. And the first thing Finnick did was waddle over to his uncle Gideon for a hug. ``Thanks, uncle Gid.''\n\n``I hardly did anything.'' Gideon said, but he welcomed the warm embrace.\n\n``I'm sorry if you didn't like it at the end.''\n\n``I did...'' Gideon admitted. ``A bit too much. I didn't know what to do with myself.''\n\nNick smirked. He had been perfectly willing to stop there. But if the other fox really had been enjoying himself, then it only made sense for Nick to stop resisting his urges. ``Then perhaps we should have fun in a way that you don't have to do anything. Because you liked watching, right?''\n\n``I did...'' Gideon admitted.\n\n``And the two of us like showing off. Would you like to see something else we often do after little Toot-toot gets his diaper changed?''\n\nGideon nodded without even having to think about it.\n\nNick slipped his pants down a few inches, freeing the erection that had been straining in his pants. ``Come get your bottle.''\n\nFinnick turned to look, his face flushing right away. But there was no way he could resist such an offer. Especially when he had been so worked up. He waddled back over, and took Nick's foxhood in his muzzle.\n\nNick petted the smaller fox affectionately. ``Such a good little kit.''\n\nGideon's eyes were wide, his jaw open and speechless. Just before he had been surprised to see Finnick's dick, and now he got to see Nick's. He got to watch that adorable little Finnick get his bottle in the naughty way that he had been thinking about.\n\nFinnick wrapped his lips around Nick's cock quickly, sucking and drawing more of it into his muzzle bit by bit. He licked eagerly, trying to forget about the audience. But he couldn't. Because he kept thinking about Uncle Gid admitting that he wanted to see this. And by doing this he was being a good fox for his daddy and for Uncle Gid.\n\n``This sure feels good.'' Nick said with a drawn-out moan. ``Do you like watching us?''\n\nGideon nodded, completely speechless.\n\n``Would you like to do more than just watch?''\n\nGideon had to swallow. Because god how much he wanted this. He managed to nod.\n\n``Think you can take those pants off for us then?''\n\nGideon's paws were shaking. It was only fair. He had just been able to see theirs. But still he could not set himself to it.\n\n``That's okay. Uncle Gideon is having some trouble undressing, little Toot-toot. A problem you know all too well. Why don't you try to help him?''\n\nFinnick pulled back from Nick's cock, slightly out of breath. He wanted to keep sucking and get his milk. He wanted to get on Nick's lap and ride his daddy. He wanted to rub his pampers until they were sticky. He was turned on and when he got in one of those moods, it was hard to be patient. But somehow, it was always easy to obey.\n\nHe went over to Gideon, who was covering his face with his paws. But the tent in his pants showed how much he wanted this. And so Finnick fiddled with the button and unzipped them. He lowered them and let Gideon's excitement free.\n\n``Wow.'' Nick said. ``You have nothing to be embarrassed about.''\n\n``Th-thanks.'' Gideon said.\n\nFinnick had to gawk. He had always thought Nick was large, but Gideon seemed even bigger. Finnick wasn't sure it would all fit in his muzzle. But he was sure he wanted to find out.\n\nHe gently took the length in his paws and guided the tip to his tongue.\n\nUncle Gid's pre tasted sweeter than Nick's. It lacked the saltiness that he always craved. But this could be a new kind of addiction. He like the way Gideon's breathing was already deeper, how Uncle Gid had already lowered one of his paws to Finnick's, warmly touching. And he really liked the cute moan that passed through his lips the moment Finnick took Uncle Gid's dick inside his muzzle.\n\n``Feels good, right?'' Nick asked.\n\n``Y-yeah.'' Gideon said.\n\nNick walked over, slowly stroking his dick as he enjoyed the show. There was something so hot about seeing Finnick giving head to someone else. \n\nFinnick quickly got into his regular rhythm, sucking as he bopped his head up and down Gideon's length. Each time he tried to take more of the foxhood, and each time he was amazed there was still more to go. He had never felt as filled.\n\n``I'm sure you two won't mind if I join in with the fun.'' Nick kneeled behind Finnick, and slipped a finger under Finnick's tailhole.\n\nFinnick whined around the cock in his muzzle, from helplessness and desperation. He was worried he would start doing a bad job. But he wanted Nick more badly than he ever had before. He pushed his padded rump back into Nick's fingers, desperate to be stretched.\n\n``No complaints, Gideon?''\n\nGideon swallowed, unable to speak. He was too busy moaning. Finnick's muzzle felt so good, and he could not keep his eyes open too long. Because then he saw the diapered cutie on all fours between his legs and it all became too much. He really wanted this to continue. And he opened his eyes to say yes, but then he saw Nick ready in position behind Finnick, getting ready to rail the diapered fox that was giving him head. And all that came out was a whimper.\n\nNick smirked and took that as a yes.\n\nFinnick moaned around Gideon's dick as he felt the fox cock pushed inside of his tailhole. He shut his eyes tight, trying to stay concentrated enough on his job while Nick brought such intense pleasure into his tiny body. He had just a moment of reprieve as Nick retreated, before he slammed back in more enthusiastic than ever.\n\nIf Finnick thought he was the only one hornier than he had ever been, he would be so, so wrong.\n\nGideon's mouth felt dry. He covered his eyes with his paws and then peeked through them. There was something about seeing that dick not only moving in and out of little Finnick, but seeing that cutely diapered bottom that he could hear crinkle with every thrust. It did things to Gideon that he had never imagined possible.\n\nAnd Nick was unable to control himself. He usually tried to take his time slowly building up, but he was too pent up to hold back. This was not even his favourite position, with him usually preferring to have Finnick in his lap for bouncing, or Finnick on his back during a change so he could see the little fox's expressions (or seeing him suck on a pacifier). But now he was seeing his little fox slobbering over Gideon's dick like a good boy, and it made Nick crazy.\n\nHe slammed into Finnick's bottom again and again, harder and harder, filling the room with the sound of crinkles and moans. Finnick's tailhole felt so good and he needed more of it. He was more crazed than he had ever been before.\n\nFinick felt dizzy from the sheer intensity of the pleasure his little body was enduring. Each time Nick pushed his cock in, Finnick's muzzle was pushed onto Uncle Gid's thick cock and Finnick was forced to taste more of him than the thrust before. It was hard to breathe, and Finnick didn't want to. He just wanted to feel himself get filled. He sucked hard like a pacifier on Gideon's member, but somehow it was not calming him down like it usually did. It just made him fussier.\n\nBefore Nick realised it had happened, he pushed his knot in. He moaned loudly, arching his back as his cock released its first wave of orgasm, many more to come. Finnick whined and moved his hips, tugging on the fox's knot.\n\n``Poor little guy.'' Nick panted. ``You wanted the mounting to last longer, didn't you? Well, you get to enjoy the feeling of daddy's knot right now. And I know just what will make it up to you.'' Nick reached around Finnick's back and between Finnick's legs, his strong fox paw on Finnick's tenting diaper. He rubbed, filling the room with the sound of crinkling and fussy fox sounds, soon getting Finnick the release he so desperately wanted.\n\nWith all that had been happening, it didn't take much.\n\n``Y-you can stop.'' Gideon said, gently petting Finnick's head.\n\nFinnick whined, sucking desperately.\n\n``Aren't you enjoying the feeling anymore?'' Nick asked.\n\n``I am.'' Gideon hurried to say, moaning for good measure as Finnick had heard all he needed to resume his earlier vigour. ``But the both of you have come. It takes me a long time. It's not fair to make you keep going.''\n\n``You'll notice that our little Toot-toot hasn't stopped yet.'' Nick smirked. ``This eager little fox likes getting his bottle even after he's had some of his hormones rubbed out. Trust me on that. Growing foxes need their milk and he won't be satisfied until he's tasted it.''\n\nFinnick's ears dropped, his face flushing. He had just come, but still Nick's words were having such a big impact on him. It made him think of all those times Nick had helped Finnick with a sticky ending to one of his diaper changes, and then been surprised how hard Finnick could beg to still taste Nick's foxhood.\n\nHe was in one of his moods. He had been mounted and the knot was still firmly inside of him, stretching him and pushing buttons that only Nick could push. He had come inside of his diaper, and could still feel the sticky mess against his bits. And none of it was enough. He wanted to feel little. He wanted to be used. He wanted to taste Gideon's milk and find out what if it tasted as nice as his pre.\n\nHe was so concentrated on his task, he hardly noticed when Nick's knot started deflating until it was ready to come out. His tailhole ached in the good way, semen and lube under his tail.\n\nGideon sat down now that he did not have to be on his knees anymore, and Finnick found a better position too, one that let his use his paws as well as his muzzle.\n\nIt was hypnotic, just bopping up and down, squeezing gently yet firmly, that lovely taste a constant on his tongue.\n\nGideon wished he could be faster than this. But with his size it had always been difficult to work himself to orgasm. It was not often he found someone willing to take the time to try. Warm little Finnick was filled with determination, and if there was ever a moment where Gideon thought the mood was lessening, he had only look at that cute diaper, that cute muzzle going up and down his dick, that he could feel himself harden and approach orgasm again.\n\nIt came to him in waves of almost-climax, each one higher and more intense than the last. Until finally it pushed him over the edge. He warned Finnick, but the little fox just beamed with pride and braced, taking every drop of Gideon's seed and swallowing it all down.\n\nNick was watching with a fond smile. Gideon made the cutest sounds when coming.\n\nThe two foxes lay against each other in exhaustion, completely collapsed.\n\nWhen Nick checked the time, he was startled how late it had gotten. If they wanted to make it home, they had to go within the next few minutes. But a quick check outside showed that the rain had not let up even a little bit.\n\n``This was a lot of fun.'' Nick said. ``But unless you're willing to host us for the night, we should try bracing the rain.''\n\n``I wouldn't mind.'' Gideon hurried to say. ``My alarm goes off pretty early so it'll probably wake you, and I only have one bed so we'd have to cuddle together, and I really don't have much of an apartment to speak of compared to what you're used to, and I'm probably already overstepping by offering, but...''\n\n``We'd love to stay over.'' Nick said. ``Are you sure you don't mind?''\n\n``Are you kidding?'' Gideon smiled. ``After the fun we just had, I'd feel weirder sending you off into the rain.''\n\n``Let me just check...'' Nick patted Finnick's crinkly bottom. ``As I thought. Pretty much dry. Bit of duct tape to fix the hole I made, and this bad boy will last us till morning.''\n\n``I'm a sticky mess, Nick.'' Finnick complained, though it was only half-hearted.\n\n``Just how you like it.''\n\nThe apartment was right above the bakery. It was basically a queen-sized bed and a door to a small bathroom, nothing else.\n\n``I told you it was small.'' Gideon said.\n\n``But you can't get a shorter commute.'' Nick said. He put Gideon's borrowed clothes to the side until he wore nothing but a pair of boxers, and then carried Finnick with him to the bed, snuggling under the covers. He could already feel his dick stirring again with Finnick's diaper pressed tightly against him. ``Come. Join us.''\n\n``I'll just brush my teeth.'' Gideon said. ``Leave some cuddles for me.''\n\n``Only if you hurry.'' Nick smiled. Finnick was sucking on his pacifier and already close to sleeping. The poor little guy had been completely puckered out.\n\n``I like Uncle Gid's house.'' Finnick mumbled, eyes closed.\n\n``You think we should visit like this more often?''\n\n``Can we?'' Finnick asked.\n\nNick thought back. He had been so worried about pushing too far, but Gideon had enjoyed their game every step of the way. Coming more often would mean sharing Finnick. And Nick could not imagine feeling bad about that. Something about Gideon just fostered nothing but trust. ``I think I'd like that a lot. But only if he agrees too.''\n\n``Yes, daddy.''\n\n``Sleep tight, little Toot-toot.''\n\nGideon joined the bed a few minutes later, still nervous and wearing pyjamas that covered most of his body. But just like Nick had expected and Finnick had already learned, Gideon's cuddles were amazing.\n\nAnd yes. They would be doing this a lot more.\n\nThey had been caught by Gideon's warmth and none of them wanted to let the other go.\n\nThe end\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Caught in the rain

When Nick and Finnick get stranded in a rainstorm, their good friend Gideon comes to the rescue. While Gideon has known Finnick's secret for a while, this is the first time the three of them get to spend time together away from prying eyes. And they soon find out that Gideon is much more willing to play along than any of them had realised.

Nick frantically jiggled his drenched paw, hoping to shake off some of the chilly water. He hated feeling this wet, but at least it was not getting worse anymore, shielded as they were by the leaves of the Willow tree. Still, it was not how they had hoped to finish off their day of disappointing cons. Nick just wanted to go back home and take a long hot bath with the little fox who was clinging closely, but there was no way they would make it through the rainstorm.

``We could have just taken my van.'' Finnick said softly, around his pacifier.

``You're too young to drive it, kiddo.''

``Then you should get a driver's license, daddy.'' Finnick bit back.

The little fox had been caught out twice that day, which was embarrassing in general but especially when it was because of a slip-up Finnick was personally responsible for. It had put him in a terrible mood and that was when he started saying things without meaning them. Finnick knew they did not have the money for Nick to take driving lessons. And on most days Finnick did not mind staying out longer because they walked instead of using the van.

But that day it had started raining and his sour mood had turned bitter.

Nick rubbed at his eyes. That morning the weather had seemed perfect. Walking took a little longer, but Nick genuinely enjoyed being outside with Finnick and playing the daddy. He liked giving Finnick public diaper checks and making a sport of embarrassing him. Ever since they had started their relationship, the cons had been more fun, the teasing was more rewarding, and when they finally got back to the privacy of their own home, the naughty games were all the more intense for how long the foreplay had lasted.

But then there were moments like these, where they were stranded with limited supplies. In the van they could have undressed and warmed themselves by the car's radiator. And they would probably be taking advantage of their state of undress too.

``Hey Nick!'' A voice came from the rain. Nick did not immediately recognise it. Whoever it was coming quickly towards them at a small jog. And once he was close enough, his identity was unmistakable.

``Good to see you Gideon.'' Nick smiled. They could certainly use the distraction. ``Say hi, little fella.'' Nick pushed Finnick.

The small fox acted his usual coy self, waving shyly. That was good. Finnick always made more of an effort staying in his little space when there were other people around, and enjoyed it all the more thoroughly.

The broad fox was wearing his standard pink apron over blue checkered shirt, but with a bright yellow raincoat over that. He also had a big umbrella protecting him. ``Got caught in the rain?''

``Unfortunately, yeah.'' Nick said. ``Hoping it'll clear up soon.''

``Sorry. The forecast said it would last at least a few hours more.''

Nick flinched. ``Really?''

``Yeah. But my bakery is just a block away if you want to get warm and dry while you wait out the storm.''

``That would be amazing.'' Nick said in relief. ``But isn't the bakery closed by now?''

``The shop, yeah. But the oven never stops.''

``What do you say, bud?'' Nick said, getting to Finnick's level. ``You wanna go with Uncle Gid?''

Finnick nodded happily, in that special way that made Gideon blush ever since they had met him. Gideon shifted his umbrella invitingly.

``Can't argue with that.'' Nick lifted Finnick up and stepped next to Gideon. With his paw supporting Finnick's diaper, it was clear that more than just the elephant suit was wet. ``Maybe you'll even get a cookie if you're nice.''

~*~

The sight of the bakery brought back nothing but good memories for Finnick and Nick. In Zootopia it was a rare shopkeeper who was happy to see the two foxes, yet Gideon always wore a smile on his face. It might have helped that the first time they had met, Gideon was being harassed by some tough guys thinking they had found an easy mark in the country boy.

Even though Nick and Finnick had been walking hand-in-hand and trying to blend it, the pretence dropped away as soon as their help was needed. The wolves had pushed Gideon into an alley and Nick had immediately straightened himself in order to impersonate a law officer. Finnick had snuck around them and while Nick distracted them, Finnick surprised them with nothing more than a lead pipe, curses that would make the devil blush, and more rage than anyone could expect trapped inside of such a small fox.

That was also the first time that Gideon had invited them to the bakery. A bakery that Gideon would open one week later backed with nothing more than his life savings and a passion for baked goods. He had gotten band-aids for Finnick's scrapes, and automatically picked the cutest ones he had for him. The only question he had about an adult dressed like a cub was how Finnick preferred to be treated by Gideon, reassuring Finnick that he was fine with whatever his little rescuer preferred. And Finnick admitted it was mostly for cons, and said he preferred to be treated like a cub when other people were around if he were dressed like this. Otherwise there would be too many questions.

Every time after, when Nick and Finnick visited, Gideon treated Finnick no different than any other cub that visited the shop to help keep their secret. He referred to himself as Uncle Gid, gave away a free cookie like he did with the other kids, and never let the smile fall off his face. He convinced the other customers that Finnick really was little, just like Gideon had promised.

In a city of crooks, Gideon was one of the good ones.

``I'm actually happy to have the company.'' Gideon said as he unlocked the back door and led them inside. ``It can get lonely baking all by myself.''

``Is there much to do?''

``Most of it gets done early tomorrow morning and I have help coming then. But the more delicate baking I like to do after everyone's gone. Here, come sit by the fire.''

Gideon had not been kidding when he said Nick and Finnick would be able to get warm here. There was a giant wood fired oven taking up one wall of the bakery. ``You do all your baking in that?''

``Not all of it. I have some modern ovens when I need more precise temperature control. But there's nothing like the rustic taste of a traditional oven for breads.''

Just standing near the fire was already warming up Nick.

``Oh, I almost forgot!'' Gideon chuckled, quickly searching through some jars until he found what he was looking for. ``Here's your cookie, little Finnick.''

Finnick accepted it with some confusion.

``There's nobody around.'' Nick said. ``You don't have to keep up the act.''

``Oh.'' Gideon sounded a little disappointed. ``Is that not okay? Finnick did say he preferred to be treated this way and I always like how his face lights up when he eats it. It's so cute.''

``I do prefer it, if you don't mind'' Finnick admitted softly, grabbing the cookie before Nick could say anything else. His face lit up even more than usual when he bit into it. ``Thanks, uncle Gid.''

Nick could not help but smirk. ``For someone who insists he's a big boy so often, you sure cave at the smallest bribe.''

Finnick stuck out his tongue and then went back to his cookie, nothing distracting him from his sugary sweet.

``Let me get you some towels.'' Gideon said. He slipped off to another room while Nick and Finnick warmed themselves by the fire. When Gideon returned, he was holding two big towels and some clothes. ``I'm afraid I don't have anything that'll fit Finnick. They'll already be very loose on you, Nick.''

``Oh, that's going to be fine.'' Nick said, a grin on his face. If Finnick was going to play the baby, Nick was going to make sure he was treated like one. Nick started undoing the elephant costume.

``Hey...'' Finnick started, before his shock quickly deflated. He spared a look for Gideon but was not actually fighting back as much as Nick had thought he would. It seemed the little fox was staying in little fox mode even though there was someone else nearby. Perhaps precisely because of it. Nick found that very interesting.

Finnick himself did not know why he felt so relaxed. There was something confusing about being in this strange new environment. The rules for how to behave were clear outside, where he acted the cub and nobody knew he was actually an adult. That nobody knew made Finnick comfortable getting into little space. The rules were clear at home too, where Finnick acted the cub and knew how to press Nick's buttons. Nick was the only one there, and he knew both that Finnick was an adult and how much he liked acting the cub. And Nick accepted that fully.

This was new. Gideon knew that Finnick was an adult, but Finnick had always been at ease around him anyway. He had always imagined Gideon would be a tolerant friend if they met up in private like this. But instead he was being a doting uncle. And it was making Finnick feel smaller than he had in a long time.

He did not protest for even a moment as Nick took off the costume and revealed Finnick's poofy diaper. He was just a little fox after all. He was too young to feel shame about being exposed.

Nick looked to see Gideon's reaction and hoped the teasing was not too much for him. While Nick had been expecting Gideon to look away, instead the fox was flustered but clearly intrigued. Nick was standing between Gideon and Finnick to block the view, but he finally moved fully out of the way as if that had been his plan from the start. ``The towel?''

``Th-the towel, right.'' Gideon thrusted the towel and clothes in Nick's paws, his gaze unable to move away from the adorable little fox nearby.

Nick had intended to only embarrass Finnick. From his cons he had a lot of practice putting Finnick in compromising positions and using his own body as a shield. He would have wrapped the towel around Finnick so that Gideon would not have had to see anything. Finnick would be teased with the possibility of exposure, while Gideon would not be bothered with their game.

Instead, it seemed Nick had underestimated both of them. Finnick was more at ease than Nick could have imagined, while Gideon had more interest than he had let on.

Nick used the towel to give Finnick a quick drying rub and made sure to give the diaper a quick squeeze when he could. It made the smaller fox blush, even as Nick found out Finnick was just a little damp, not as wet as he had thought. The much more noticeable thing was how much Finnick was tenting in his diaper. He really was a little exhibitionist. The cutest thing was that Finnick looked confused about his own excitement.

Gideon swallowed, taking in the treatment. Ever since he had met the other foxes, he had been drawn to them. Nick was as sly a fox as they came, but with a heart of gold just underneath the surface. And Finnick... Gideon's face lit up every single time he thought about the adorable little fox. He knew that Finnick wore diapers, intellectually, but it was a whole different thing to see it. And it was hard to articulate precisely what about Finnick was producing such an intense reaction.

The only thing that finally pulled Gideon's eyes off Finnick, was when Nick started undressing. There was no music, there was no dancing, and yet the grace with which Nick was taking off his clothes made Gideon think it was a striptease. Eventually he was left in only his underwear, black boxers that fit tightly around Nick's tight bottom and that seemed to be poking at the front. Or it could be just in Gideon's imagination. Though, to be fair, his imagination was filled with many naughty things. Nick was Finnick's boyfriend as well as his daddy and he had always been a little confused how both things could be true at the same time. His mind was busy filling in the blanks and even if he did not understand, he could feel it. His whole body heated imagining diapered fox on Nick's lap, doing the kind of things forbidden in Sunday School.

God. He was such a hopeless gay fox.

Nick looked at him with a smirk. ``I thought you still had baking to do, Gid.''

The larger fox gulped before nodding and turning his focus to his kitchen. Baking was usually enough to distract him from one of these moods, though he wondered if this time it would be enough. It had been a very long time since he had been with someone and it was making him desire things from a friendship that he did not want to ruin.

Nick made sure he had the extra privacy with his back turned to Gideon, before slipping off his underwear. Finnick could see everything, including Nick's leaking erection. It made the little fox blush and part of Nick wanted to do something more with all this excitement.

It was not something they had ever discussed before. Finnick liked acting the cub and Nick liked treating him like one. They had both assumed that was rare enough that even if they found people who would tolerate them, they would never find anyone else who would get equally excited about the game.

He imagined rubbing Finnick's diaper in front of Gideon, while they both verbally teased the little fox. He imagined feeding Finnick his special bottle and Gideon not only watching but tenting in those cute jeans. He imagined getting into a bath with all three of them together, with Finnick bouncing first on Nick's cock and then on Gideon's.

He was being ridiculous. Just because Gid was willing to play the game, did not mean anything else. Just because Nick had his mind in the gutter, didn't mean every fox they met did as well. There were countless reasons why this would be a bad idea. He could ruin their friendship with Gideon if he went too far. Heck, Nick had no idea how he himself would react if any of those sudden fantasies became reality. Finnick being an obedient kit for Gideon sounded hot, but jealousy was a thing. Nick's fanatasies made him think he would be fine with it, but it wasn't like Nick had the best track record understanding or predicting his own feelings.

Nick had never been good at reigning in his hormones, but he did his best. They could just have some innocent quality bonding time together. It was his own perverted mind that had jumped from undressing to sexual tension. Just because Nick had problems with controlling himself when he got horny, didn't mean everyone did. Gideon just liked being a caregiver. And that was certainly something Nick could understand. And encourage.

He left his wet clothes over a chair by the fire to dry and then got dressed in the clothes Gideon had provided. Gideon's clothes were indeed a bit big, but with a belt they worked fine. And by the time he was dressed, he had already calmed down considerably.

``How much is there to do?'' Nick asked as he took a seat near Finnick.

``Not so much. Just some cookies for tonight. I've been experimenting with different glazes.''

Finnick stood up on his stool to try to get a better look.

``You want to see, little guy?'' Nick asked, before picking Finnick up and carrying him closer.

Finnick squeaked cutely at the way he was being handled, a combination of the immersion Finnick always felt while they played outside with the extra embarrassment he only experienced when they played in private.

Nick always enjoyed carrying Finnick. His fox paw under that padded tush and Finnick's body pressed against his chest. No matter how tough Finnick made people think he was, he was so light. And so easy to handle when he wasn't fighting back.

``I'm just rolling out the dough.'' Gideon said. His eyes kept darting to Finnick before returning to his table. He reached over the table for his bag of flower, which was just out of reach. ``Could you hand me that?''

``Do you want to be Uncle Gid's little helper?'' Nick asked the fox in his arms.

Finnick nodded with enthusiasm, reaching his paws to the bag of flower. Nick could easily step around the table and lift Finnick down so he could grab it. But where would be the fun in that? Instead Nick lowered Finnick down on the table next to Gideon. ``Flour's right over there.''

Finnick nodded with a blush, before crawling over. Finnick moved a bit clumsily, like he had just recently learned to move.

``That's adorable.'' Gideon said, clearly enjoying how immersed Finnick was in his role.

Finnick grabbed the flour and then scooted back, to hand it to Gideon.

``Can you spread some out for me over the dough? A handful should be fine.'' Gideon asked.

Finnick nodded, reaching into the bag and taking a handful. When his arm came out, it was completely white, but he did as told and sprinkled it over the dough with the practiced ease of a new-born infant.

More flour reached the floor than the work service.

Gideon did not seem to mind, patting out the flour he did get and then rolling again. ``You're so good at that! I didn't have half the coordination at your age.''

Finnick preened.

Nick laughed and gave the padded bottom a few crinkly pats. ``You hear that, little Toot Toot? You make such a good baby.''

That made Finnick blush again.

And Gideon had a strange expression, drawn away from the baking again in the way he watched.

Nick hesitated for just a moment. But then his desire to see Finnick blush far outweighed any of his earlier reservations. ``You know, you can pat his bottom too if you think he's doing a good job.''

Gideon's eyes widened.

Finnick huffed, but did not actually object as Nick turned him around and held him in place with the diapered butt facing Gideon.

The other fox hesitated, his face turning pink. But then he reached out and gave the tiniest little pats imaginable, like he was touching a soap bubble he didn't want to pop.

``Little harder than that, Gid, or he won't know he did a good job. Just imagine it's a ball of bread dough.''

Gid nodded, trying again. This time there were crinkles and Finnick gave another tiny huff. Finick's tail wagged from side to side, clearly expressing his happiness.

``Much better.''

Gideon went back to work, cutting out shapes and lining a baking sheet with the cookies. Finnick eyed the left-over dough. But what Gideon didn't use right away was combined and rolled out again for more shapes. Gideon let Finnick press some shapes out. He only managed one or two, slow compared to the professional baker.

``That should be the last of it.'' Gideon said, sliding the trays into one of his ovens. ``I'll put on some tea and we can sit by the fire some more.''

``Hold on there, Gid.'' Nick said with a smirk. ``My little fox is all covered in flour from helping you. Shouldn't you clean him up a bit first?''

``Wh-what?'' Gideon gulped.

Finnick looked down at himself, only then realising how bad it had gotten. He started dusting himself off, but Nick stopped him. ``Come now. You're far too small to do that by yourself. Uncle Gid will help you. He's basically responsible for the state you're in.''

``R-right.'' Gideon stepped closer. He placed his paw on Finnick's arm and very gently started brushing off the flour. But his touch was so timid that nothing was actually getting done. ``I'm sorry. Nick, can you do this? I'll make the tea.'' He stepped back before anyone could protest.

Nick hoped he hadn't pushed the fox too far. He grabbed Finnick and dusted him off with a force he knew Finnick could more than handle. The point was to make him clean after all. And to make him feel small and handled at the same time. Then he picked Finick up and brought him back to the fire. Now that Nick was wearing new clothes, there was no more reason for Finnick to have his own seat. Nick's lap was far more comfortable.

When Gideon returned, he still looked off. He handed Nick a cup of tea and then took one himself, sitting down.

``I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable.'' Nick said, gently.

``No, I'm not...'' Gideon took a breath. He was still avoiding looking at them. ``I keep feeling like I'm doing it wrong.''

``Doing what wrong?''

Gideon waved his hands to Finnick, indicating everything. ``I'm worried I'll hurt him if I'm too rough.''

``Finnick isn't so easily broken.'' Nick said.

``I wouldn't know. I haven't spent much time with cubs. Young ones or old ones.''

Nick was a little relieved. There were no complaints about the fox's behaviour. Just Gideon's anxiety, which could be dealt with. ``But you do like taking care of him?''

``I do. I just get anxious. And I'm not sure why you keep suggesting these things like I've done anything to earn it.''

``That's silly. You're a good friend and you took us in from the rain. You don't need to earn our company, Gid. We're happy to be here.''

Finnick nodded. ``A-and I'm grateful and such. That you're letting me act like this and that you're treating me just like any other kid. It's... it's new. But nice.''

Nick looked at the two of them. ``So all three of us like playing the same game. At this point it would be rude of us to exclude you.''

``I suppose...''

``It sounds to me like you need some exposure therapy.'' Nick declared with a wicked grin on his face. ``How would my little guy like being on Uncle Gid's lap?''

Even as Gideon automatically protested, Finnick beamed at the idea. And with a face like that, Gideon's protests soon faded away.

Nick carried Finnick over and Gideon nervously accepted. He sat straight and stiff, and it took Finnick leaning back against his chest before Gideon finally relaxed a little.

``The little guy is still chilly from the rain and needs lots of cuddling to warm him up. I'm entrusting that task to you, Gid.''

``Y-yes, sir.'' Gideon smiled. The big fox wrapped his arms around Finnick and held him close. He immediately seemed to light up from such a small act. ``Oh, I forgot. I had an extra spoon of dough for a snack.'' He started to get up.

``Stay right there.'' Nick laughed, looking and finding the spoon to hand it over. ``You're not getting out of your exposure therapy just because you're feeling a little peckish.''

``It's not for me.'' Gideon said, passing the spoon over to Finnick.

And Finnick accepted it happily. He licked the tasty dough off slowly, enjoying the weight of Gideon's arms around him. Much as he liked Nick's hugs, there was something extra special about Uncle Gideon's. The fox smelled of sweet treats and was almost as warm as the fire in front of them. Good in a different way. Nick had been Finnick's friend for years and him accepting both Finnick's diapers and his little side had meant a lot. But even so, there would always be a part of him that suspected that Nick only tolerated that part of him because of the years of friendship. Nick was turned on by diapers, Finnick had experience the proof of that many times, but Finnick sometimes wondered if that was only by association. That Nick liked Finnick, and only liked diapers because Finnick wore them.

For a new friend to accept this side of him as if it was nothing without years of friendship to fall back on as an excuse, Finnick felt more accepted than he had in a while.

Gideon could not keep the smile off his face. He tried to keep himself from fidgeting, worrying beyond reason that Finnick might not be comfortable. But Finnick was completely relaxed and showing his delight in having this cushion to sit on and his treat to munch.

``Was that really so scary?'' Nick asked, sitting down.

``No.'' Gideon admitted. ``It's just... can I confess something?''

``Of course.''

Gideon nodded, slowly forming the courage to speak the words. The cuddly baby fox in his lap helped. ``It's been a long time since I could do something like this. A long time since anyone trusted me to babysit. I... I used to be a bully. I got into the predator mindset that I was better than prey animals. There was this bunny that I used to babysit and he really looked up to me. But I pushed him away by being obnoxious. By the time I realised how wrong I was, it was too late. I apologised, but it was never the same.''

Finnick nestled into Gideon's lap. ``I don't think you're obnoxious.''

``And I trust you with my little Toot-Toot.'' Nick added.

``That means a lot.'' Gideon had to wipe away a tear. ``You know, I'm jealous of what the two of you have. I'd be way too anxious taking care of a real cub. I'm already doing so bad with Finnick even though I know he can just tell me if I'm doing something wrong.''

``You're not doing anything wrong, Uncle Gid.''

Gideon smiled more, nuzzling the top of Finnick's head.

Nick felt warmth as he looked at them. Gideon really was special. The baker had a sweetness and innocence about him that made him feel bad about being a bully even as he had completely turned his life around. There was something so good in him, beyond what Nick and Finnick had inside themselves. For someone like that to accept this game and play along, it meant a lot to Nick. And it seemed to mean even more to Finnick.

Perhaps Gideon could provide something to Finnick that Nick couldn't. And that didn't make Nick jealous. It made him happy there would be a way to give even more happiness to his little fox.

And no matter what limits he had thought were wise, Nick could not help but want to explore this further and see how far this could go. ``Hey little Toot-toot. How would you feel if we let Uncle Gideon take over a few more babysitting duties for the evening?''

``Wh-what?'' Gideon's eyes widened.

Finnick rubbed his soft back against Gideon's belly, trying to comfort him. ``I'm sure you'll be good at it, Uncle Gid.''

``I think you're long overdue a fresh diaper. It's the only thing still wet on you.''

Finnick whimpered, but could hardly deny the charge. He could not help but squirm though at the idea of being even more exposed than he already had been.

``Is that okay with you, Gid?'' Nick asked carefully.

Gideon's maw was open. Of course it was okay. But... how could they so easily let him in? How could they so easily trust him? ``Are you sure?''

``You kidding?'' Nick smirked. ``That little baby fox goes through so many diaper changes in a day, I'd love to get a little help.''

Nick riffled through one of his bags and started unpacking. A small matt on the floor by the fire. A packet of wipes and a bottle of powder. And then a fresh new diaper, just as cute as the one Finnick was already wearing.

``Just place him down there. I've got his favourite plush ready so he doesn't make a big fuss.''

Gideon looked adorable as he lifted Finnick up, face white as a sheet. He gently put Finnick down, caressing the little fox's chest.

``You know what to do?''

Gideon swallowed. ``I've changed diapers before.''

``Then show us what you've got.''

Gideon untaped the diaper with experienced ease, though he had more hesitation as he started cleaning with the wipes. It was strange for him. One moment this was something he had practiced and was familiar with. The next he remembered his paw was touching another adult fox's crotch, and all the nerves came back.

Finnick for his part tried to suck on his pacifier and concentrate on his plushie. Being changed always made him feel small, and it was even more intense with Nick so casually giving the task to someone else. And thinking about Gideon's kind paws so close to his sensitive bits, that had a reaction.

A reaction Gideon didn't know what to do with. He looked to Nick for help with panic in his eyes.

``Because our little fox acts like such a little baby, it's easy to forget he has one lingering adult need that requires just as much help.'' Nick took one of the wipes and reached over, gently wrapping it around Finnick's excitement and hide it away from view. They could just ignore it and keep everything innocent. Or... there was another option. ``Would you like to see what I would normally do when this happens?''

Gideon's mouth was open but he had trouble speaking. He just gave a coy nod.

Nick started a slow steady movement up and down. He looked to Gideon for his response.

``I... I see.'' Gideon licked his lips, his paws shaking from nerves, excitement and repressed hormones. He could not look away.

Finnick bit down on his pacifier, trying not to moan. But it felt so good. Nick always knew just how to press his buttons.

``It's quite easy.'' Nick said, gently. ``Would you like to give it a try?''

``I... I'm not... I don't...'' Gideon's face flushed and he hid behind his paws.

``Sorry little Toot-toot. I think we need to slow down a bit.''

Finnick whimpered.

``There, there.'' Nick gave one more teasing squeeze, before pulling the wipe away. Like it had all just been a funny joke. ``We'll find some other way to have fun.''

Gideon gulped at the sight of Finnick's throbbing excitement, paralysed.

Nick gently took over, pressing the erection down so the new diaper could fit over it. He did up the tapes and it was like nothing had happened. Only the tent in Finnick's diaper betrayed the diaper change had not been so innocent.

And the tenting in Nick's and Gideon's pants to the same account.

Nick helped Finnick stand again, giving him a few pats on his diapered rump. And the first thing Finnick did was waddle over to his uncle Gideon for a hug. ``Thanks, uncle Gid.''

``I hardly did anything.'' Gideon said, but he welcomed the warm embrace.

``I'm sorry if you didn't like it at the end.''

``I did...'' Gideon admitted. ``A bit too much. I didn't know what to do with myself.''

Nick smirked. He had been perfectly willing to stop there. But if the other fox really had been enjoying himself, then it only made sense for Nick to stop resisting his urges. ``Then perhaps we should have fun in a way that you don't have to do anything. Because you liked watching, right?''

``I did...'' Gideon admitted.

``And the two of us like showing off. Would you like to see something else we often do after little Toot-toot gets his diaper changed?''

Gideon nodded without even having to think about it.

Nick slipped his pants down a few inches, freeing the erection that had been straining in his pants. ``Come get your bottle.''

Finnick turned to look, his face flushing right away. But there was no way he could resist such an offer. Especially when he had been so worked up. He waddled back over, and took Nick's foxhood in his muzzle.

Nick petted the smaller fox affectionately. ``Such a good little kit.''

Gideon's eyes were wide, his jaw open and speechless. Just before he had been surprised to see Finnick's dick, and now he got to see Nick's. He got to watch that adorable little Finnick get his bottle in the naughty way that he had been thinking about.

Finnick wrapped his lips around Nick's cock quickly, sucking and drawing more of it into his muzzle bit by bit. He licked eagerly, trying to forget about the audience. But he couldn't. Because he kept thinking about Uncle Gid admitting that he wanted to see this. And by doing this he was being a good fox for his daddy and for Uncle Gid.

``This sure feels good.'' Nick said with a drawn-out moan. ``Do you like watching us?''

Gideon nodded, completely speechless.

``Would you like to do more than just watch?''

Gideon had to swallow. Because god how much he wanted this. He managed to nod.

``Think you can take those pants off for us then?''

Gideon's paws were shaking. It was only fair. He had just been able to see theirs. But still he could not set himself to it.

``That's okay. Uncle Gideon is having some trouble undressing, little Toot-toot. A problem you know all too well. Why don't you try to help him?''

Finnick pulled back from Nick's cock, slightly out of breath. He wanted to keep sucking and get his milk. He wanted to get on Nick's lap and ride his daddy. He wanted to rub his pampers until they were sticky. He was turned on and when he got in one of those moods, it was hard to be patient. But somehow, it was always easy to obey.

He went over to Gideon, who was covering his face with his paws. But the tent in his pants showed how much he wanted this. And so Finnick fiddled with the button and unzipped them. He lowered them and let Gideon's excitement free.

``Wow.'' Nick said. ``You have nothing to be embarrassed about.''

``Th-thanks.'' Gideon said.

Finnick had to gawk. He had always thought Nick was large, but Gideon seemed even bigger. Finnick wasn't sure it would all fit in his muzzle. But he was sure he wanted to find out.

He gently took the length in his paws and guided the tip to his tongue.

Uncle Gid's pre tasted sweeter than Nick's. It lacked the saltiness that he always craved. But this could be a new kind of addiction. He like the way Gideon's breathing was already deeper, how Uncle Gid had already lowered one of his paws to Finnick's, warmly touching. And he really liked the cute moan that passed through his lips the moment Finnick took Uncle Gid's dick inside his muzzle.

``Feels good, right?'' Nick asked.

``Y-yeah.'' Gideon said.

Nick walked over, slowly stroking his dick as he enjoyed the show. There was something so hot about seeing Finnick giving head to someone else.

Finnick quickly got into his regular rhythm, sucking as he bopped his head up and down Gideon's length. Each time he tried to take more of the foxhood, and each time he was amazed there was still more to go. He had never felt as filled.

``I'm sure you two won't mind if I join in with the fun.'' Nick kneeled behind Finnick, and slipped a finger under Finnick's tailhole.

Finnick whined around the cock in his muzzle, from helplessness and desperation. He was worried he would start doing a bad job. But he wanted Nick more badly than he ever had before. He pushed his padded rump back into Nick's fingers, desperate to be stretched.

``No complaints, Gideon?''

Gideon swallowed, unable to speak. He was too busy moaning. Finnick's muzzle felt so good, and he could not keep his eyes open too long. Because then he saw the diapered cutie on all fours between his legs and it all became too much. He really wanted this to continue. And he opened his eyes to say yes, but then he saw Nick ready in position behind Finnick, getting ready to rail the diapered fox that was giving him head. And all that came out was a whimper.

Nick smirked and took that as a yes.

Finnick moaned around Gideon's dick as he felt the fox cock pushed inside of his tailhole. He shut his eyes tight, trying to stay concentrated enough on his job while Nick brought such intense pleasure into his tiny body. He had just a moment of reprieve as Nick retreated, before he slammed back in more enthusiastic than ever.

If Finnick thought he was the only one hornier than he had ever been, he would be so, so wrong.

Gideon's mouth felt dry. He covered his eyes with his paws and then peeked through them. There was something about seeing that dick not only moving in and out of little Finnick, but seeing that cutely diapered bottom that he could hear crinkle with every thrust. It did things to Gideon that he had never imagined possible.

And Nick was unable to control himself. He usually tried to take his time slowly building up, but he was too pent up to hold back. This was not even his favourite position, with him usually preferring to have Finnick in his lap for bouncing, or Finnick on his back during a change so he could see the little fox's expressions (or seeing him suck on a pacifier). But now he was seeing his little fox slobbering over Gideon's dick like a good boy, and it made Nick crazy.

He slammed into Finnick's bottom again and again, harder and harder, filling the room with the sound of crinkles and moans. Finnick's tailhole felt so good and he needed more of it. He was more crazed than he had ever been before.

Finick felt dizzy from the sheer intensity of the pleasure his little body was enduring. Each time Nick pushed his cock in, Finnick's muzzle was pushed onto Uncle Gid's thick cock and Finnick was forced to taste more of him than the thrust before. It was hard to breathe, and Finnick didn't want to. He just wanted to feel himself get filled. He sucked hard like a pacifier on Gideon's member, but somehow it was not calming him down like it usually did. It just made him fussier.

Before Nick realised it had happened, he pushed his knot in. He moaned loudly, arching his back as his cock released its first wave of orgasm, many more to come. Finnick whined and moved his hips, tugging on the fox's knot.

``Poor little guy.'' Nick panted. ``You wanted the mounting to last longer, didn't you? Well, you get to enjoy the feeling of daddy's knot right now. And I know just what will make it up to you.'' Nick reached around Finnick's back and between Finnick's legs, his strong fox paw on Finnick's tenting diaper. He rubbed, filling the room with the sound of crinkling and fussy fox sounds, soon getting Finnick the release he so desperately wanted.

With all that had been happening, it didn't take much.

``Y-you can stop.'' Gideon said, gently petting Finnick's head.

Finnick whined, sucking desperately.

``Aren't you enjoying the feeling anymore?'' Nick asked.

``I am.'' Gideon hurried to say, moaning for good measure as Finnick had heard all he needed to resume his earlier vigour. ``But the both of you have come. It takes me a long time. It's not fair to make you keep going.''

``You'll notice that our little Toot-toot hasn't stopped yet.'' Nick smirked. ``This eager little fox likes getting his bottle even after he's had some of his hormones rubbed out. Trust me on that. Growing foxes need their milk and he won't be satisfied until he's tasted it.''

Finnick's ears dropped, his face flushing. He had just come, but still Nick's words were having such a big impact on him. It made him think of all those times Nick had helped Finnick with a sticky ending to one of his diaper changes, and then been surprised how hard Finnick could beg to still taste Nick's foxhood.

He was in one of his moods. He had been mounted and the knot was still firmly inside of him, stretching him and pushing buttons that only Nick could push. He had come inside of his diaper, and could still feel the sticky mess against his bits. And none of it was enough. He wanted to feel little. He wanted to be used. He wanted to taste Gideon's milk and find out what if it tasted as nice as his pre.

He was so concentrated on his task, he hardly noticed when Nick's knot started deflating until it was ready to come out. His tailhole ached in the good way, semen and lube under his tail.

Gideon sat down now that he did not have to be on his knees anymore, and Finnick found a better position too, one that let his use his paws as well as his muzzle.

It was hypnotic, just bopping up and down, squeezing gently yet firmly, that lovely taste a constant on his tongue.

Gideon wished he could be faster than this. But with his size it had always been difficult to work himself to orgasm. It was not often he found someone willing to take the time to try. Warm little Finnick was filled with determination, and if there was ever a moment where Gideon thought the mood was lessening, he had only look at that cute diaper, that cute muzzle going up and down his dick, that he could feel himself harden and approach orgasm again.

It came to him in waves of almost-climax, each one higher and more intense than the last. Until finally it pushed him over the edge. He warned Finnick, but the little fox just beamed with pride and braced, taking every drop of Gideon's seed and swallowing it all down.

Nick was watching with a fond smile. Gideon made the cutest sounds when coming.

The two foxes lay against each other in exhaustion, completely collapsed.

When Nick checked the time, he was startled how late it had gotten. If they wanted to make it home, they had to go within the next few minutes. But a quick check outside showed that the rain had not let up even a little bit.

``This was a lot of fun.'' Nick said. ``But unless you're willing to host us for the night, we should try bracing the rain.''

``I wouldn't mind.'' Gideon hurried to say. ``My alarm goes off pretty early so it'll probably wake you, and I only have one bed so we'd have to cuddle together, and I really don't have much of an apartment to speak of compared to what you're used to, and I'm probably already overstepping by offering, but...''

``We'd love to stay over.'' Nick said. ``Are you sure you don't mind?''

``Are you kidding?'' Gideon smiled. ``After the fun we just had, I'd feel weirder sending you off into the rain.''

``Let me just check...'' Nick patted Finnick's crinkly bottom. ``As I thought. Pretty much dry. Bit of duct tape to fix the hole I made, and this bad boy will last us till morning.''

``I'm a sticky mess, Nick.'' Finnick complained, though it was only half-hearted.

``Just how you like it.''

The apartment was right above the bakery. It was basically a queen-sized bed and a door to a small bathroom, nothing else.

``I told you it was small.'' Gideon said.

``But you can't get a shorter commute.'' Nick said. He put Gideon's borrowed clothes to the side until he wore nothing but a pair of boxers, and then carried Finnick with him to the bed, snuggling under the covers. He could already feel his dick stirring again with Finnick's diaper pressed tightly against him. ``Come. Join us.''

``I'll just brush my teeth.'' Gideon said. ``Leave some cuddles for me.''

``Only if you hurry.'' Nick smiled. Finnick was sucking on his pacifier and already close to sleeping. The poor little guy had been completely puckered out.

``I like Uncle Gid's house.'' Finnick mumbled, eyes closed.

``You think we should visit like this more often?''

``Can we?'' Finnick asked.

Nick thought back. He had been so worried about pushing too far, but Gideon had enjoyed their game every step of the way. Coming more often would mean sharing Finnick. And Nick could not imagine feeling bad about that. Something about Gideon just fostered nothing but trust. ``I think I'd like that a lot. But only if he agrees too.''

``Yes, daddy.''

``Sleep tight, little Toot-toot.''

Gideon joined the bed a few minutes later, still nervous and wearing pyjamas that covered most of his body. But just like Nick had expected and Finnick had already learned, Gideon's cuddles were amazing.

And yes. They would be doing this a lot more.

They had been caught by Gideon's warmth and none of them wanted to let the other go.

The end

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