AUTHORS NOTE: Here's the next one everybody. This one is something i wrote for halloween so ti features a fox girl demon, and some diaper and gender play shenanagins. It's a touch on the darker side of things, but that was just to fit a bit of a spooky mood. Hope you all enjoy. By the way to stay up to date with me and where all i post be sure to check out my link tree https://linktr.ee/bigred0603

Terry passed through the picture in his room, into his escape, the other world. Some time ago Terry had discovered that the beautiful Japanese style painting he hung on his wall was more than just a painting. It was a portal into another world. He simply had to walk through it with his eyes closed and he would be on the other side, in the other world. He hadn’t come up with a name for this other world, he hadn’t had time. It was simply the other world.

He opened his eyes and found himself in the Japanese style living room. The picture he passed through, which was a stylistic Japanese print in his world, was now a photo of the real-world statue of liberty. No doubt it was the artistic styled painting in this world that his painting was in his own. Everything here looked as if it was painted, it was difficult to explain, but it very much felt like being inside of a painting.

Terry had never been outside of this little cottage in this world, it looked rather secluded honestly, and he doubted he could make it to civilization if there was one. It had a living room and several bedrooms, all separated with paper doors. It was quaint and quintessentially, almost stereotypically, Japanese. There was a back porch that looked out into a dense bamboo forest. One Terry had never explored since it appeared to go on for a long distance. Well that was one reason, the other one was …

“Ah dear Terry,” a sweet doting voice breathed out in a happy sigh as a kitsune emerged from one of the rooms. Wearing a very revealing dress that was basically a cloth over her ample bosom, and the same could be said for her bottom. More so even since her fox tail would frequently brush the clothing aside. She was sexy, and she knew it. It was very typical dress for her.

“Hisashi,” Terry gave a loving sigh at the kitsune’s appearance.

“It’s good to see you,” Hisashi gave Terry a warm hug, making sure his head was buried into her chest. “Have you finally come to stay with me.”

“No Hisashi,” Terry had to pull himself out of the kitsune’s hug. “You ask that every time. It makes me thing you don’t really enjoy my company; you just want to eat the world.”

“It can be both,” Hisashi smiled. Terry wasn’t overexaggerating here. Hisashi was something like a demon. Her whole demon shtick was attempting to convince Terry to stay in her world. Once he agreed to it, the real world would be devoured by the more horrific, traditionally demonic looking Hisashi. It was because of this that Terry tried to avoid coming here all that often. He knew that every nice thing about this world was just another ploy. Another tactic to try and convince him to stay so Hisashi could devour his existence. Yet he came here all the same, and with increasing frequency. He needed the escape from the real world.

“I can’t tell to be honest,” Terry said crossing his arms.

“Terry, that hurts my feeling,” Hisashi put her hand to her chest in an offended manner. “You need to come get dressed sweetie, you are much less mean to me when you’re properly dressed.” Terry just blushed as Hisashi gently took his hand and lead him into another room.

This song and dance had been going on for long enough that the preamble to things had long since been dropped. Hisashi smiled as she took of Terry’s shirt and pants and opened the closet.

“I made just the perfect thing for you I think,” Hisashi said, her tail swinging as she removed it from the closet. It was a short and frilly dress. With a pink white polka dotted skirt, giving the skirt the appearance of a strawberry. Terry smiled excitedly and raised his hands for Hisashi to pull the dress over him. He looked at himself in the mirror while Hisashi zipped the back of it up. “You like it?” she said looking at Terry in the mirror with an eager look.

“I love it,” Terry said bashfully. “It’s really cute, I think maybe it’s a little bit short though.”

“Well, I based it off of a little girls dress, and usually little girls are wearing something else underneath their dresses.”

“Yeah, bloomers or something?” Terry questioned. Hisashi smiled.

“That is one thing yes,” Hisashi said delicately. “Sit down on the bed here. I need to do your hair.” Terry smiled and sat on the mattress that was on the floor. Hisashi was naturally tall enough to sit behind him and still comfortably reach terry’s longer hair with her brush. “I was thinking you know,” Hisashi spoke as she gently brushed terry’s hair into a more feminine shape. “You know last time we were here you had that tea party, and before that you played with some of my dolls, and then we cuddled while I read you a story.”

“None of that bothered you, did it?” Terry said in concern.

“No sweetie, nothing you do bothers me,” Hisashi was quick to correct. “I really love this side of you. It’s so genuine.” Hisashi smiled as she put up part of Terry’s hair into a pig tail. “I just noticed that you like to play kids games, and are always really childish when you visit.”

“I mean I guess,” Terry blushed and looked away. “I dunno I just don’t get to let go like that back home,” Terry said thoughtfully.

“I know sweetie, but you can here. So, I thought we might explore that a little.”

“What do you mean?”

“I made that dress to be worn with a diaper sweetie, not bloomers,” Hisashi said calmly. Terry only gave a hint of a shock at this revelation, but managed to stay calm. This kind of exploration was part of what Hisashi was about. Letting you live the life you really wanted to live, at least that’s what Terry assumed. She had facilitated everything he wanted so far, and that was part of why he kept coming back here. This was a little different though. She hadn’t ever suggested something new like this, at least not to this level. “You can say no,” Hisashi was quick to add. “I do have bloomers if you prefer but I think you might like it.”

“Hmm,” Terry was thinking for a moment. Were this the real world, he wouldn’t even entertain this idea, but here he was in tune with his real self. Hisashi had already seen him in some ridiculous outfits, honestly a diaper wouldn’t be that much worse. Plus it’s not like she would tell anyone, at least not anyone Terry would know. Above all through, Terry just really wanted to wear that diaper now that the opportunity was presented to him. “I can give it a try. If you think it’ll be fun.”

“Well then just lie back sweetie,” Hisashi gently pushed Terry back. “And let your mommy handle it for you.”

“Mommy?” Terry questioned laying back.

“Seems appropriate don’t you think?” Hisashi said fluffing out a large disposable diaper. It too had a strawberry theme, decorated throughout with the fruit. Terry wondered where Hisashi acquired, or how she made the things she had. This rang especially true for these on theme diapers.

“It’s just that you don’t usually go that far,” Terry commented as Hisashi lifted his legs and slid the diaper underneath him.

“I want you to feel at home here Tali,” Hisashi wiped Terry down and applied rash cream over his bottom.

“Tali?” Terry asked.

“I want this to be a place where you can explore things,” Hisashi said, applying powder to Terry’s bottom. “You’re so stifled in your world. Everyone is putting you in these boxes that you don’t fit into. It makes you sad. I want you to be who you really are here,” Hisashi smiled as she brought the diaper up and taped it shut. “Give Tali a try. I think you’ll like it. How does the diaper feel?” Tali wiggled around a bit getting a feel for the diaper.

“It’s big and,” Tali blushed. “Comfy.”

“I knew you would like it,” Hisashi smiled. “You look really cute in it too. Ooo one final touch,” Hisashi reached behind her and grabbed a pacifier, large enough to fit into Tali’s mouth comfortably, and that’s exactly where it went. Tali was almost too shocked to spit the thing out. After a moment of Hisashi ogling over how cute Tali was Tali took the pacifier out.

“You’re uh,” Tali paused. “You’re really working to get me stay here this time.” Hisashi sighed and forced the pacifier back into Tali’s mouth.

“Hush baby you’re upsetting your mommy,” Hisashi helped Tali stand up. “Now you’re going to play with dolls today, but I think playing with dolls may be feel a little different now.” Tali was silent as she was led back into the living room. Thinking of how hurt Hisashi seemed just there. Tali thought for a second that maybe there was more to Hisashi than just trying to keep her there so she could eat her world, that is also just what she would want Tali to think.

Hisashi sat Tali down on the living room floor, giving her some plush dolls to play with. Tali looked at the dolls and then back at Hisashi not sure of how exactly she was supposed to play with the dolls, but she was already gone into the kitchen, probably to make some snacks.

Tali was left alone to think about things. She felt the diaper around her waist, and the pacifier she was still suckling, which made today feel odd compared to the other days, but it wasn’t bad. It was Hisashi that helped Terry realize he liked girls’ clothing, her new name and gender today was the logical conclusion of that kind of play that she and Hisahi had been building on the more Tali had come here. It seemed that Hisashi may have tuned into another quirk with the diapers and pacifier. Tali would never have expected it, but she quickly found herself enjoying the comfy diapers.

What was nagging Tali the most was whether or not this was all genuine. Hisashi was a demon. Her whole purpose was to try and seduce Tali to stay with her, and in so doing allow her to consume her world. In the most cynical view all of this, no matter how sweet it seemed, was just a ploy. Something to convince Tali to stay here, and let her get on to what she really wanted to do. Tali hadn’t broken yet though, and she never thought she would. So what was the fault in indulging in this fantasy? She definitely needed the break from the stresses of the real world. Hisashi was right. Increasingly she felt trapped in her expectations. The expectations of her job, of her gender, of her responsibilities.

Tali stopped for a moment, as she had drifted off in thought she actually did start to play with the plush dolls.

“Glad you’re having fun,” Hisashi said coming from the kitchen and seeing a full view of Tali playing with the dolls. Tali couldn’t help a blush as Hisashi sat behind her, enveloping her with her legs. “Here I made you an appropriate snack,” Hisashi said happily, as she tied a bib around Tali’s neck. She popped open a jar of fruity baby food. Tali looked at the mush unsure. “Don’t be pouty baby.” Hisashi scolded lightly. “It’s just some applesauce basically.” Still a little unsure Tali opened her mouth to find a spoonful of baby food put in. It was as Hisashi had said, just applesauce. The taste wasn’t offensive, even if it looked like it should be. “What were you playing?”

“Nuthin really,” Tali blushed picking the dolls back up. She found another bite of the food put into her mouth. “Jus thinkin.”

“What about?”

“You, this diaper stuff, home.” Tali had another bite fed to her.

“That’s a lot on your mind little girl,” Hisashi kept feeding Tali. “I hope you’re having fun though.” Tali nodded as another bite was put into her mouth. “Good. I had a feeling you might. You know you try very hard to hide this part of you, this real you, but I can see right through it.”

“You think this is the real me?” Tali asked more for an explanation than as a question. She was fed another bite.

“Mmmhmm, and I want you to know I don’t think that’s a bad thing. I think it’s beautiful. This part of you is so pure, gentle, and happy. It’s nice to get to see you be happy. You just light up.” Tali looked back up at Hisashi. “Come on, we need to be on the couch for the rest of your dinner.” Hisashi closed the jar of applesauce and helped Tali up. She sat down on the couch and put Tali into her lap, cradling her gently. “This is why I want you to stay here.”

“Not this again Hisashi,” Tali wriggled, but Hisashi held her still.

“Hush sweetie,” Hisashi moved her thin covering exposing her breast. “You’re going to give me a few minutes to talk while you drink your milk.”

“Drink milk?!” Tali was shocked for a moment, but before she could complain too much, she found Hisashi’s nipple forced into her mouth. Milk flowed from the nipple easily, almost like Tali was drinking from a fountain, and the milk was sweet and seemingly strawberry flavored. Hisashi was magical, so it wasn’t totally strange that she could do something like this. Still the shock of there being ample milk, that was delicious as well, was enough to keep Tali latched on for more than a moment. After that moment she looked at Hisashi, the nipple still in her mouth, and Hisashi smirked back.

“Finish up sweetie,” Hisashi said gently. Really she was asking. Tali could unlatch here and stop their game. She didn’t though. Even if she was still unsure about all this, Tali stayed latched onto Hisashi’s breast and started suckling regularly. Appreciating the delicious milk that was coming out at a steady pace. “I worry about you. You’re hiding yourself, and those people in your world are killing you, you just don’t see it like I can. I want you to stay here, and live like this forever, live like you forever. I just want you to be happy. Are you happy in your world?” Tali blushed as she kept suckling.

Hisashi was making good points, really, she always did. Real life was slowly killing Tali. She was stuck living a lie. She could feel it now as the sweet milk flowed into her, that Hisashi was right. This was the real her, and she wanted to keep being the real her, but that came at the cost of the rest of her world. What was waiting for her though? A world full of people who would never see her for who she was, who were constantly forcing her to be something she wasn’t? What would be lost if it all went away?

Tali unlatched finally and looked at Hisashi with glossy eyes.

“You’re right,” she said quietly. “I want to stay with you. I want this.”

“Good girl,” Hisashi smiled. She moved her tail to be in front of Tali, and it glowed ominously. Hisashi had explained how this had worked before. For a few moments, Tali would be absorbed into the Kitsune’s fox tail, and that would power her transformation into her demon form and the destruction of Tali's world, though for Tali nothing would happen. She would touch the tail and, in a moment, she would be right back where she was.

Tali reached out and grabbed the tail with both hands. When she should have hit skin, she kept going until she found herself falling into the tail, and everything went dark.

***

Hisashi gave a sad smile as she placed a small handmade jar into a small hole she dug in the bamboo forest behind her house. Her time with her children was always so brief, but in that brief time their light always shone so bright. Tali was no exception. An eager happy ball of joy for all the years Tali had her. She buried what was left of her in the graveyard where all here children were. Each one of them growing into a shoot of bamboo. She smiled as she looked at the forest of bamboo, the forest of grave markers around her house.

It was time to make another painting, time to welcome another ball of joy into her life for a fleeting moment. She sat up her painting easel in the living room. Tali’s painting was still there, the once picturesque shot of the statue of liberty was now a smoldering ruin. The aftermath of her rampage. Hisashi closed her eyes and got a vision of another world, of another lost little girl needing her mommy to show her the way. It was another cruel world dimming her new little one’s bright light. Another world she’d love to devour, and another beautiful soul for her to love. With here two eyes closed a third eye opened on her forehead, and with that eye she painted another picture.