Tom looked out over the campgrounds and lake from his favorite spot. This was always the first place he went when he arrived, to just sit on the grass in his crinkly padding, and enjoy being here again. He was a short, chubby, light brown furred beaver, with blond hair and glittering green eyes. As he sat he took a breath of the fresh air, and heard a soft squish from under his clothes. Today he was wearing a onesie under a babyish shortalls, with a Camp TOMKAT logo on the bib. He began to reminisce about his first time here, remembering how shy and bashful he had been to come to a camp in which he could truly be himself. He had arrived that first time in mundane clothes and a plain, discreet diaper. Knowing no ABDL's at the time, he had come alone, and knowing no one. It was his first time meeting anyone with this particular interest, a fetish that for many years he thought was his alone.
Intimidated he had looked back at his car several times, wondering how he had the nerves to come here. He had seen other campers already running about; many wore nothing but a diaper. He envied their self-confidence, even as it made him feel less confident about himself. Feeling overwhelmed he started to walk back to his car, just noticing that fear had caused him to soak his padding. His thin diaper wasn?t designed to hold so much, and had leaked onto his pants.
When he felt his wet pants he had blushed and started to run. The sanctuary of his car seemed so far away at that moment. He should have worn thicker diapers, but that would be babyish; and his fear of them being seen has prevented it.
"Are you OK?" asked a soft but firm voice from behind him. Tom stopped, whimpered and turned to see who had spoken. He saw a black furred female lynx with brown eyes and long hair in a ponytail. She was dressed in a TOMKAT onesie, and a yellow skirt that didn't hide the thick diaper under it. Pinned to the onesie was a badge saying "Hi; I?m Kattie.'' and under that ``Staff." Tom was caught, he froze not knowing what to say or do.
He babbled something incoherent. The lynx just smiled. "Relax, lil? one. My name is Kattie, but you can call me Kat.'' Wanting to comfort him she opened her arms offering a hug, and waited to see if he accepted. His need for comfort overpowered his fear and the beaver accepted the hug enjoying the embrace. "I'm Thomas, but friends call me Tom." Kat whispered "Now Tom I know you feel overwhelmed, many campers do at first. It can be hard to believe you can be yourself here without others mocking you. But don?t let your fear ruin this for you. Why don?t we try to ease you in and see how it goes?"
``I'm here to help... and you clearly need a change and dry clothes, so let's get you changed.'' Feeling babyish,Tom whispered "My diapers and clothes are in my car" But instead of his car the lynx led him down a short path and into a tent. Once inside she started to remove his clothes. Too stunned to fight or complain, he just let Kattie do her job. Embarrassing as it was this felt so right to him. The feline looked his diaper "Tsk, tsk, these diapers are for big boys who are almost potty trained, not for little cubs like you. Good thing I have the diapers you need. Tom blushed bright red, but with his wet pants as proof he had to agree.
She expertly cleaned his diaper area before sliding a thick pink diaper under his bottom, and pulled his tail through before closing the tailtape. Then she generously powdered him, taped the diaper nice and snug, and finishing with kiss to the front of it. "There you go little champ, dry and protected. Now how about some clothes ?" The younger mammal moved off the changing mat, and was about to go fetch his onesies from the car when Kattie said "Hey lil? guy, you sure you want to go out in just a diaper?" making him stop. "Let nanny Kattie take care of your clothes. I have a yellow dress right here that looks like your size. Would you want to try it?"
Thomas blushed as he remembered that moment. It was his first time he had been changed by someone and he had loved it. This camp had been a source for many first times for him, and he was sure there were more to come. "Hey lil? champ, it?s time for your speech." said his mommy fur Kattie, snapping Tom out of his memories. The beaver got up and rushed to the lynx, who immediately checked his diaper. "Already soggy as expected, but no time to change you until after the speech." Tom nodded, and went to get in front of the crowd. As every year since he had joined the staff it was his job to make their time memorable and great. "Hello everyone and welcome to Camp TOMKAT, I?m Tom. Let me tell you about the next week."