“Hello, hello!” Andlat grinned as he looked at the wolf standing on the porch. Jack’s sister Claire was one of the warmest and kindest furs he knew. 
	“Hello, Claire.” Jack hugged his sister while Andlat pulled his suitcase out of the trunk of Jack’s car.  He still didn’t quite understand why he couldn’t accompany Jack on his business trip, but at least it was only for a few days.  In the meantime, he had to stay with Claire and her daughters.  He sighed.  Their house was being fumigated or something, so this was necessary.
	He joined Jack on the porch.  “You can go ahead and head up to the guest room, okay?” Claire said, patting the fox on the head.  Andlat nodded.
	“See you, Jack!” He said with a wave.  Jack smiled and came over, embracing the little fox in a big hug and lifting him up into his arms as he dropped the suitcase.  With a soft whisper into the fox's ear, Jack intoned.  "You'll be a good boy for your Auntie, won't you?"  Andlat, embarrassed at being held like a little boy in his daddy's arms, nodded shyly, receiving a kiss on the cheek and a pat on his bottom once he was back on the ground.  He blushed as his diaper crinkled. He glanced up at Claire, but she didn’t seem to have noticed. After retrieving his suitcase, the fox shuffled toward the door.
	“Don’t worry, little guy. You’ll have fun.” Andlat nodded and walked inside. Jack said he would have fun, yet he could feel the ever-present pressure of the tube around his cock. What fun could he have if he wasn’t  even allowed to cum? He headed up the stairs, marveling at how silent the house was.  Maybe Claire’s daughters were at a friend’s house.  He passed a picture of them on the stairs and made a face.  He had only met Jenny and Jessie once, but that had been enough for him.  They were twelve-year-old twins who found great joy in tormenting the fox.  He reached the second floor and sighed as he looked down the hallway toward the door at the end of the hall.  There was the guest room all right.  As he walked down the hall he was forced to pass by the twins' rooms, the doors facing one another across the hall.  To his chagrin he found both doors open, and as he passed by them he noticed both Jenny and Jessie lying on their respective beds, looking at him with broad grins half-hidden by teen magazines.  
	“Well, hello girls.”  He said, clearing his throat and trying to sound as mature as possible.  “How are you?” 
	Jenny abandoned the magazine with a giggle, hopping off her bed and joining Andlat in the hallway.  Soon her twin was at Andlat's side, taking his bag and guiding Andlat into her room.  “We’re excited to get to see our favorite little cousin.” Jessie said. 
	Andlat smiled at this show of hospitality, releasing his grip on his bag of big boy clothing, following Jesse into her room. “That’s very nice, but I’m more your uncle than your cousin, right?”  Jenny and Jessie both giggled. It sounded like a completely cold sound to Andlat’s ears.
	“Andlat’s our uncle, but Emma’s our cousin,” the twins said in unison, grinning broadly at the fox.  Andlat’s ears flattened and suddenly he wished to melt into the pink shag rug he was standing on.  This could be very bad.  
	“Well, I’m Andlat. Emma was just a one-time thing,” he said, trying to keep himself from blushing. The girls’ grins were downright predatory.  The fact they were already taller than Andlat didn’t help.  "And I really should go get settled in the guest room." 
	“Oh, of course.” Jessie said, pulling her sister away from the door. “Sorry about that, uncle, I'll bring your bag.” Andlat nodded and reached for the doorknob.  He was on the floor the next moment as Jessie held him down.  With a wicked smirk, Jenny began to undo his pants. Andlat whimpered and tried to get free, but Jessie sat on his chest as Jenny tugged down his pants to reveal a thick, pink disposable diaper.  Both girls erupted into a fit of squeals.
	“Oh, good. Baby Emma’s still dry. Such a big girl.”
	“I’m not a baby!”  Andlat growled.  “I just wore a diaper in case. It’s a long drive.”  His cheeks were beet red as Jenny removed his pants and Jessie stood up, letting him get a look at his own pink puffy pants. 
	“Oh, of course” Jenny nodded.  She stood up and grabbed Andlat’s large suitcase, laying it on her sister's bed.  “I think your suitcase will tell the truth.” Andlat smirked.  He hadn’t packed even the most remotely frilly thing, so he was in the clear.  Jenny opened it and smiled. 
	“Look at all the pretty dresses Emma brought! Far too many for only a few days!” Andlat gasped as he stared at the suitcase’s frilly contents. He growled as he realized what had happened. Jack had switched suitcases on him!
	“I guess you really are a girl!” Jessie said. 
	Andlat blushed crimson.  “Okay, fine. I’m a girl, but I’m not a baby!” The girls giggled, guiding the poor fox to a seat on Jessie's bed, making his diaper crinkle loudly on the pink bedspread. 
	“Oh, okay then. Let’s see what your suitcase has to say about that.” Jenny said as she lifted an item out of the suitcase.  “Baby wipes.”
	Andlat thought fast.  “I like to have them, just in case my paws get sticky.” 
	Jenny nodded. “Of course. All girls worry about that.” She reached into the suitcase for the next item, smiling.  “Baby powder.” 
	Andlat blushed and he searched his mind for a plausible use.  “I chafe easily.” He replied. Jenny and Jessie shared a knowing nod. 
	“How thoughtful of your daddy to include that.” Jenny said, grabbing the next item.  “Baby oil. Now what would a big girl be doing with baby oil?”
	“Keeps my fur soft.” Andlat replied, squirming a bit on the bed while trying to hide his nervousness. Jessie sat beside him and gently stroked his tail.  “My, my, Emma! Your fur is really soft!”
	“That’s the baby oil.” Andlat said, sticking to his lie. 
	Jenny smiled and reached in for the next item.  “A pretty pink pacifier.”  She said, holding it up. “What would a big girl need a baby’s pacifier for?”  
	Andlat mumbled to himself as he tried to think of something.  His teeth rubbed against each other and he had it.  “I grind my teeth in my sleep, so that helps keep it from happening.” 
	Jenny nodded. “Very smart.” She handed the pacifier to Jessie. “Why don’t you show your cousins?”  Jessie helpfully slipped the pacifier into Andlat’s muzzle and the fox instinctively began to suck on it.  The girls awwed and smiled down at the fox, his pink diaper puffing out around his waist and matching pacifier making him look quite cubby.  Jenny returned her attention to the suitcase and giggled as she saw the last item, or rather, items, as there were a lot of them.
	“Well, well, look at all these diapers!” She said, turning the suitcase so both Jessie and Andlat could see.  Besides dresses, nighties, and various other embarrassing items, Jack had included at least a dozen thick pink disposable diapers in the fox's suitcase.  Andlat's ears flattened and he silently cursed the cunning wolf.
	“So many!” Jessie exclaimed.
	“Far more than even the soggiest vixen would need for a car trip.”  Jenny said with a smile. “There are more than enough here for Emma’s entire stay.”  Andlat mumbled angrily around the pacifier.
	“I think she wants to say something.” Jessie said, reaching for the pacifier.
	“No, no. Leave it in. Baby vixens need their pacifiers.” Jenny said, smiling down at the fox. Andlat growled and tried to stand up, but Jessie easily pulled him back down onto her bed with a loud crinkle as his bottom landed.
	“Uh-oh!” Jessie said, wrapping a pair of surprisingly strong arms around the diapered fox. “Our little cousin is grumpy. She needs a nap!”
	“Look! Her Daddy put her cute Little Mermaid nightie right on top!” Jenny lifted it up with a smile, the organza and satin falling majestically down. “She’ll look so pretty!” Jenny exclaimed. “Jessie, get her silly t-shirt off so we can put baby Emma down for her nap!” 
	Jessie whispered into his ear.  "Raise your arms like a good girl, Emma."  Mumbling the beginning of a protest around his pacifier, Andlat was soon giggling uncontrollably as Jessie tickled his ribs and under his arms.  Soon he gave up and raised his arms as Jessie easily tickled him into submission, removing his t-shirt and leaving him in just his girly diaper.  In a flash his boyish shirt was replaced with the flowing, satiny nightgown that always made him feel like a helpless baby vixen when his Daddy put him in it.   
	Jessie helped him to stand up, and he whined around his pacifier as he saw his reflection in her closet mirror.  The nightie did precious little to hide his thick diapers, and made him look just like a toddler.  Jenny closed and locked the suitcase, taking it in her paw and heading down the hall, while Jessie led the embarrassed fox by the paw.  Jenny opened the door of the guest room and, grabbing the fox’s paw, pulled him inside. Andlat gasped as he saw that what had been an unremarkable spare bedroom on his last visit had been completely redecorated as a little girl’s nursery.  Where there had been a bed there was now a giant crib, complete with a mobile hanging down from the ceiling above.  Where a desk had been he now saw a changing table with a padded top, much like the one Jack changed him on at home.   What had been plain white walls were now pink with little white sheep hopping over fences all around the walls.
	“B-but” Andlat stammered, the pacifier tumbling out of his mouth.  
	“But what, Emma? Mom’s been so excited for her favorite little niece to come visit!”  She pointed to the crib.  “See?  There's a special dolly, just for you.”  Sitting on the pillow was a fox that looked strikingly like Andlat, down to the green eyes and white mask of fur across them.  She was dressed in a cute little dress with a pink diaper peeking out.  The fox's mouth hung open, until Jessie reached down and retrieved his pacifier, wiping it on the sleeve of his nightie before popping it back in his muzzle.
	“Mom even bought you a dress that matches your new dolly.”  Jessie said, pointing to the dress hanging by the closet door.  It was pink with two white bows at the waist, each with a pink rose in the center.  A third pink rose was displayed prominently on the chest between two frilly sleeves.  The skirts were pink organza and quite transparent, sure to show off the diaper of any little girl wearing it.  “Jenny, could you pull down the side of the crib?  Emma needs to take a nappy!”  She tickled the fox under his chin, making him giggle around his pacifier.
	“What is going on here?” Claire asked as she walked in. “Why isn’t Emma in her crib yet?” Andlat whimpered, feeling entirely helpless.
	“We were just about to, mom.” Jenny said as she lowered the side of the crib. “Hop in, Emma.” Andlat shuffled slowly toward the crib, feeling like he was going to his execution.  He yelped, his pacifier again falling out of his muzzle as he was suddenly picked up from behind by Claire.
	“You can’t expect such a little vixen to climb up all that way.” She said as she effortlessly plunked the fox down in the crib.  Both his diaper and the mattress crinkled under his weight, and Andlat whimpered as Claire agilely tucked him into the Care Bear sheets and pink quilt and raised the barred side of the crib. 
“Mom!” Jessie said, picking up the pacifier. “Baby Emma told us that she grinds her teeth in her sleep, so she sucks on a pacifier.” Claire smiled.
“She must have wanted you to think she’s a big girl.” Claire said, retrieving the pacifier and slipping it into Andlat’s muzzle. “Babies suck on their paci because it reminds them of their momma’s nipple.”  She patted the fox on the head and turned on the mobile above the crib, filling the room with a soft nursery tune.  “Sweet dreams, baby Emma. Auntie will be back after your nap.”  With that, the wolf shepherded her giggling daughters out of the room, flipping the light switch and leaving Andlat to his thoughts.
	The fox whimpered as he stared up at the rotating mobile in the soft glow of the night light. There was no escape.  He was trapped as a baby girl until Jack came back.  He wiggled around slightly under the pink quilt, feeling horribly helpless, and clutched the plush fox tightly to his chest.
	He did not sleep a wink, whimpering and worrying through all of his nap time.  Slipping a paw under his nightie and into his diaper, the fox whined anew as he felt the tube encasing his cock. To make matters worse, his cock was quite excited by all this.  With nothing to entertain himself, it felt like an eternity before Claire came in at last.
	“Hello, Emma! Did you have a nice nap?” Andlat whimpered around his pacifier, but did not answer.  Claire frowned slightly, her paws on her hips.  “Now, now, I’m not letting you out until you answer.”  She said, shaking her finger at him.  “So, did you have a nice nap?”  
	Andlat sighed.  “Yes.”
	“Yes what?”
	“Yes, I had a nice nap.”
	“Are you a well-rested vixen?” 
	Andlat growled.  “Yes, I’m a well-rested vixen.” Claire smiled and held up a large pink baby bottle filled with milk.
	“Good, because well-rested vixens get babas.” She said, lowering the crib and slipping the nipple into the fox’s mouth. Andlat began to nurse, much to Claire’s delight.  Claire sat down on the crib's mattress and Andlat sighed as he rested his head on her lap, nursing his bottle hungrily.   
	“Such a good girl!” She held the bottle in place with one paw as she checked Andlat’s diaper with the other.  “Still dry!” She exclaimed.  “It’s a good thing I brought the twins' old training potty down from the attic, because you may be becoming a big girl!”  Andlat grumbled, horribly embarrassed by all this. 
	Once he had finished the bottle, Claire lifted him out of the crib with surprising ease.  “Let’s get you out of your nightie and into your pretty new dress, hmm?”  She sat him on the changing table and began to remove his nightgown. “Your daddy’s so nice to buy you such a pretty nightie, hmm?”  She tickled Andlat’s belly playfully, leaving him in just a diaper on the changing table while she went to grab the dress.  She puzzled Andlat by also heading over to a dresser, and he whimpered when she pulled out a few lengths of pink ribbon and worse, a pair of frilly plastic panties.  Andlat was no stranger to the trappings of cubhood, but that did not mean he was thrilled by them.  “Don’t fuss, sweetie. Auntie will have you in your pretty clothes soon enough.”  Claire set the pile of clothing to one side and retrieved his pacifier from the crib, gently slipping it into Andlat’s muzzle. “Isn’t that better, princess? Any time you feel nervous or scared, you just suck on your paci, okay?  Andlat whimpered, but began to suck as Claire unfolded and readied the dress.  
	“Oh, my!” Claire exclaimed as she held up the dress.
	“Mom!” Jenny burst in.
	“What is it?” Claire said with a sigh, slipping the dress over Andlat’s head.
	“Nothing, I just wanted to come see my favorite little cousin.” Andlat blushed as his arms were put through the short sleeves.
	“Isn’t that nice of your big cousin Jennifer?” Claire said. “I think you should thank her for coming to see you.”
	“Thank you, Jenny.” Andlat mumbled around the pacifier.
	“You look so pretty, Emma! Do you feel pretty?”  Jenny grinned as Andlat was lifted off the table and onto his feet, and Claire quickly zipped the dress up the fox's back.
	“Yes, I feel very pretty.” Andlat’s cheeks were beet red and he felt tears of humiliation welling up in his eyes.  Claire took the frilly plastic panties and held them open for Andlat to step into.  “Isn’t my diaper pretty enough?” whined Andlat.  
	Claire chuckled.  “Well, it is very pretty, baby girl, but it’s not frilly enough to truly be the diaper of an adorable little princess like you.”  She tickled under Andlat’s chin.  With flattened ears, the fox stepped into the crackly panties and grimaced as they were pulled up his legs and over his crinkly diapers.   Claire placed her paws under his arms and again lifted him up onto the changing table, his bare paws hanging over the side.
	“Mom? Can Emma wear these?” Jenny held up a pair of booties, pink except for white pawprints on the bottom and a large white heart on the top.  Claire nodded.  “Just go and grab her matching mittens.” 
	Jenny nodded enthusiastically and retrieved them in a flash.  “Here you go, mom!”
	“Thanks.” Claire slipped the booties over the fox’s dangling footpads, tying them around his ankles with white lacy ribbons. Soon his paws were covered by matching mittens, leaving him as helpless as a real baby.
	“She looks like a doll!” Jenny exclaimed.
	Claire began to tie one of the ribbons in a big bow on Andlat’s tail.  With Claire occupied, Jenny came over and tickled his bootied footpaws, teasing him playfully. 
“Emma's such a pretty little girl.”  She cooed. Andlat fussed and kicked his legs a bit as Jenny helped her mother tie bows around each of his ears.  
	Claire cooed softly at him as she picked him up, placing a paw under his padded rump.  “Time to go downstairs.” she said, lifting him off of his changing table and out of the nursery.
	“Can’t I walk?” Andlat grumbled.
	“This’ll be quicker than letting you waddle your way down the stairs, princess.” Claire replied.  Andlat clung to the wolf and rested his head on her shoulder, whimpering softly around his pacifier.  Once they reached the bottom of the stairs, she put him down.  “Now you can, cutie pie.”  Andlat moved as quickly as he could to get away from Claire, his plastic panties rustling loudly.
	“So cute!” Jessie exclaimed, coming into the entry way from the living room. She kneeled down to eye-level with the frilly fox. “Do you wanna come see my friend Sarah?”  Andlat whimpered and shook his head.
	“Emma’s shy.” Jenny said.
	“Well, Sarah won’t bite!” Jessie grabbed Andlat’s mittened paw and gently led him into the living room.  The toddling fox noticed a pretty young doe sitting on the couch.  She smiled as they came in, his mittened paw held tightly in the wolf girl's. “Who is this little princess?” 
	“This is my cousin Emma.” Jessie replied, leading Andlat over to the couch.
	“She's just adorable!  How old are you, cutie?” Andlat whimpered. He couldn’t tell the truth! No sixteen-year-old, boy or girl, would ever dress like this!
	“She’s four. Aren’t you Emma?” Andlat looked up at Jessie with a whimper and nodded shyly. Sarah smiled and leaned forward, tickling under the fox's chin.
	“What a cutie.  But, isn’t four a little old for diapers?”
	“She’s a late bloomer.”  Jessie replied at once.  Andlat blushed as the wolf lifted him up and placed him on the doe’s lap.  The doe hugged him tightly.
	“She’s so cute!”  Sarah exclaimed.  “Like a little fairy!”  Jessie laughed as Andlat’s cheeks turned red.
	“Yes, she is. We’re so excited that she’s going to stay with us until her Daddy comes to pick her up.”  Andlat squirmed in the doe's lap, trying to hide his face.
	“How long will that be?”  Sarah asked, petting the little toddler in her lap.  Andlat's ears perked, as he was wondering that himself.
	“I’m not sure. He said it’d be a week at most.” Andlat gasped. That was so long! Sarah, sensing his distress, began to bounce the fox on her knee.
	“That’s good! I’ll get to see her a whole bunch before she goes back home.” She kissed the fox on the top of his head.  “Won’t I, baby Emma?”  Andlat mumbled something around the pacifier in his muzzle.
	Sarah continued to bounce the fox on her knee and he soon felt a pressure in his bladder.  He whimpered and both girls immediately caught on.
	“What’s wrong, Emma?”  Jessie asked.
	“I gotta pee.”  He whispered around the pacifier.
	“Baby Emma has to make tinkles?”  Jessie said with a malicious grin.  Andlat nodded. “Say, ‘baby Emma has to make tinkles’.”  
“Baby Emma has to make tinkles.”  Andlat blushed and reluctantly whispered the words around his pacifier.  
	Jessie’s grin widened as Sarah giggled.  “So adorable.”
	Jessie helped the little fox out of Sarah's lap and onto his feet.  “Does Baby Emma wanna use her diapee or try to use the potty like a big girl?” Andlat groaned as his bladder ached, desperate for release.
	“The potty.”
	“Like a big girl?” The fox groaned. He wouldn’t be able to hold it much longer.
	“Like a big girl.” Jessie nodded and went to the hall closet, where she pulled out a pink plastic training potty. She set it in front of the doe and guided Andlat over to it, unzipping his dress and lifting it over his head.  Andlat began to squirm, doing the pee-pee dance and clutching the front of his plastic panties while Jessie carefully placed his dress over the sofa. 
	“Don’t worry. Your big cousin Jessie will help you pull down your diapee.” Andlat whimpered as the doe watched with great interest.  He tried to whisper around his pacifier, but lisped too loudly. 
“I don’t want Sarah to see.” Sarah frowned. 
“You don’t want me to see you make tinkles in the potty like a big girl?” Jessie scoffed. 
“Emma’s just being shy.  She’ll warm up to you in no time.”  She pulled down the fox’s plastic panties, followed by his diaper.  Andlat blushed deeply as the doe set eyes on his tubed cock and balls.  The doe just smiled as Jessie placed the fox on the potty.  Thanks to the tube, he thought glumly, his penis pointed right down into the plastic container.  His cousin clapped her hand enthusiastically, as if cheering on a true toddler.  “Go ahead. Make tinkles for Jessie and Sarah!”
	“Oh my! Look at little Emma on her potty!” Claire said as she came in. “Someone’s gonna be ready for big girl panties soon enough.” Andlat whimpered, hiding his face in his knees and wishing he could disappear from this horrible experience.  He looked down at his diapers bunched around his ankles as he sat on a plastic potty for everyone to see.  His bladder ached and despite his audience, the tinkle of his urine hitting the plastic bowl soon sounded loud as thunder in his ears.
	“She did it!” Jessie exclaimed with delight, clapping her paws.  “Baby Emma made tinkles on the potty!”  Andlat blushed, but held his head a bit higher from the praise.  He should not be feeling as proud as he did about it, but the atmosphere just caught him up in it.
	“Look how proud she is!” Sarah observed. Jessie nodded and kneeled to help Andlat up, but her mother stopped her.
	“No. You always leave baby on the training potty for at least ten minutes. Maybe she’ll make messy too.”  She stared down at Andlat and the fox whimpered, having received his orders. He stared up at Sarah and Jessie, his gaze moving over to Claire, who joined the two girls on the sofa.  The three women began to talk about boring big girl things, ignoring the overgrown toddler fox as he squirmed on the uncomfortable potty seat.  He knew all three were watching him closely, waiting to see if he would use the potty further.  The fox whimpered as he sat there, still wishing he could just disappear.  He was far too self-conscious to lift his tail and poop in the potty, even though he felt a pressure in his bowels.  
	The ten minutes elapsed and Andlat was helped up, his tailhole daintily wiped with a baby wipe by Claire and his diaper and plastic panties pulled back up.  Andlat blushed as he realized he welcomed being put back into girl's clothes, and the relative privacy it afforded him.  As his dress was being slipped back over his head and zipped back up, Jenny came in, holding Andlat's plush doppelganger.  
	“Emma! You left your dolly in your crib!”  She handed the doll to Andlat, who took it reluctantly, clutching it shyly to his chest.  
	“Oh! Her dolly is so cute!” Sarah exclaimed. Andlat blushed. “She looks just like Emma!” Sarah smiled at Andlat and leaned down, addressing him at eye-level.  “What’s your dolly’s name?” 
	Andlat froze up.  “Tell Sarah, sweetheart.”  Jenny said, patting Andlat’s head.  Andlat tried to think of a name, any name, yet he wanted some time to think about it.  After all, he would be forced to call the doll by that name for the entirety of his stay. 	
“Her name is…” he madly searched his brain for something, anything. “Rose.”  Everyone smiled.
	“That’s such a pretty name for such a pretty dolly, Emma.”  Sarah said, rubbing the fox’s head.  Andlat blushed, hugging the doll tighter to his chest.  Sarah guided Andlat back into her lap, where he examined his newly named plush more carefully, lifting her skirt to examine her diapers and prompting a giggle from the four women.
	“So cute.” Claire said with a smile. “So, girls, what shall we do? It doesn’t seem right to keep our sweet little guest in the house all day.”  They began to think of things to do while Andlat sat in Sarah’s lap, nervously awaiting their decision. He hugged the doll to his chest, finding slight comfort in it.  He cringed as Sarah spoke up.  “My little sister went to see ‘Pretty Ponies of Periwinkle Park’ and loved it. I bet Emma would too!”  Jessie and Jenny gasped with glee.
	“That sounds perfect!” Claire said. “You three can take her while I get some work done around the house.” The girls all smiled at each other and Andlat whimpered with fear. “Oh, but since Emma managed to make tinkles in the potty, she can wear training panties to the movie.” Andlat let out a happy gasp at his Aunt's words. At least training panties were better than a diaper!
	The girls took him by his mittened paws and led him back up to the nursery.   Sarah helped by slipping his plastic panties and diapers down and letting him step out of them, making him tug his skirt down to hide his tubed little boy bits.  After much searching in the drawers of the changing table (and some argument between the twins over which pair was cutest) Jessie and Jenny selected an appropriate pair of training panties.  Jenny stood in front of the blushing fox,  holding out a pair of thick pink cotton panties with little faeries flying all over them.  Andlat whined softly around his pacifier, but consoled himself that at least they were better than a diaper.  From a distance, he thought hopefully as he studied the toddler pants, they might even look like big girl panties! 
	Jenny held the panties open as Sarah and Jessie helped him to step into the panties, holding his arms and whispering soft encouragement.  As the panties were slid up his legs and over his bottom and privates, Andlat lifted up his skirt to take a closer look.  They felt far thicker than any underwear he'd worn before (except diapers, of course), and they crinkled softly, betraying a layer of plastic under the outer layer of fabric.  Andlat wiggled his bottom a bit and blushed as it set off a wave of giggles from the three girls.  At least they didn't crinkle like a diaper would.
	“You’re such a big girl, Emma!” Jenny exclaimed, hugging him.  Andlat smiled and let her lead him out of the room, walking proudly like a big girl with only the hint of a toddle. 
	“Whoops!” Jessie said. “You almost forgot Rose!” She handed the doll to Andlat, who took it but whined softly.  “Do I have to take Rose to the movie?”  
	Sarah mock-gasped, getting in on the fun.  “You don’t think Rose wants to see ‘Pretty Ponies of Periwinkle Park’?” Andlat sighed, knowing he was beaten.  
“Oh, I forgot.” he said, in a soft voice.  
	Sarah nodded and tousled his headfur.  “Silly Emma! It’s a good thing you’ve got big girls here to show you how to do things.”
	“Sarah makes a good point.” Jessie said. “I think you need to thank her for helping you.” Andlat sighed and looked at his footpaws.  “Thank you, Sarah.”
	“Thank you for what?” Jessie asked.
	“Thank you for helping me to be a good girl.” Andlat said, red-faced.
	“You’re very welcome, Emma.” Sarah said, kissing his forehead. Jenny took his free paw and they all headed downstairs. 
	“Are we set to go?” Sarah asked once they got downstairs. Jessie shook her head.
	“I think Emma should go show Auntie her training panties.” Andlat looked up at his cousin.  She frowned and nodded.  Andlat whimpered.
	“Do I have to?”
	“Yes.” Jessie and Jenny said in unison.
	“Run into her office and say, ‘Auntie! Look at my pretty panties’.” Jenny instructed.
	“Make sure you hold up your dress so she can see.” Jessie added, plucking the pacifier from Andlat's muzzle.  Sarah helpfully took Rose from Andlat's paw, promising to keep her company while he went to talk to Auntie Claire.  The fox scampered down the hall toward his Aunt's office leaving a chorus of giggles behind him.  Once there, he hesitantly knocked on the door.
	“Who is it?” Claire’s voice emerged from behind the door.
	“It's Emma.” Andlat shyly said, knowing that it was only a waste of time to identify himself by his actual name.
	“Well, come on in, Emma!”  Claire said happily. Andlat complied, closing the door behind him.  Claire sat at her desk, but she had turned toward the door. “What is it, princess?”  She asked with a maternal smile.  Andlat took a deep breath, preparing himself mentally for this.
	“Lookatmyprettytrainingpanties!” He blurted out, lifting up his dress to show her.
	“Very pretty indeed! You’re so proud of being a big girl, aren’t you?” Andlat nodded, knowing it was the answer she wanted. It was not good enough, though. “Aren’t you, Emma?” The fox sighed.
	“Yes, Auntie. I’m very proud of being a big girl.” Claire grinned from ear to ear, rubbing her paw against the fox's cheek in much the same way his daddy would.  He couldn't help but let out a soft murr, even as he held the hem of his dress up.  Claire reached down and gently rubbed the front of his panties with her other paw, pressing the thick cotton against the fox's tubed weewee.  “Good girl. Now, make sure you pay attention to when you have to make tinkles. Those can’t hold as much as your diapers can.” 
	Andlat flushed at the attention and whined a little, feeling his bits throb against the confining plastic of his chastity tube.  Claire removed her paw and helped smooth out his dress, gently patting him in between the bows on his head. “You enjoy the movie, okay?” Andlat nodded again. “I expect to hear a report from you, okay?” Andlat nodded, a bit more grudgingly this time.  With a light swat on his bottom he scampered from the room and returned to the girls, who had retrieved their purses.  He noted that while Jenny and Sarah had little purses typical to teenage girls, Jessie was carrying a larger one, with a rubber ducky design on the side.  As he was much too little for a purse, Sarah returned Rose to his arms with a little kiss on the cheek, making the fox flush as he was led by the paw out the front door.  
	The walk to the bus stop was a short one, for which Andlat thanked whatever Gods might be watching.  There was no one else at the bus stop and Andlat sent another prayer of thanks to the heavens.
	“Now, Emma, you need to hold onto a paw at all times, okay?  We don’t want you to get lost.”  Jessie instructed, bopping the fox’s snout playfully.  Andlat nodded, having no plans to wander off dressed like he was.  He held Sarah’s paw as the bus neared the stop, its brakes squealing as it came to a halt. The tiger driving the bus opened the door and Jenny climbed on first, paying all of the group’s fare.	
“Where are all you girls going?” The tiger asked jovially.
	“To the movies. We’re taking my cousin Emma to see ‘Pretty Ponies of Periwinkle Park’.” Jenny explained cheerfully. The big tiger smiled at Andlat.
	“She looks so excited.” He chuckled. Andlat hid behind Sarah, nibbling on the tip of his thumb nervously, which only made the tiger smile more.
	“Let’s go find our seats, Emma.” Sarah said, leading him down the aisle to where Jenny was already sitting.  “You can sit on my lap to make sure that everyone gets a seat.”  Once he was settled in Sarah's lap, Jessie reached over and popped the pink pacifier right back into his muzzle.  After letting out a soft whine, the fox suckled on his pacifier as the doe bounced him in her lap.  He felt so small that he actually whimpered and clutched Rose as the big scary bus began to move.
	“The movie theater isn’t too far, so we’ll only be riding the bus for a little bit.” Jenny said to Jessie and Sarah. They nodded and Sarah hugged Andlat to her chest.
	“Make sure you hold tight to Rose. You wouldn’t want to lose her.” Andlat nodded and hugged the doll tightly to his chest.
	At the very next stop, a rabbit and her toddler daughter got on the bus and sat across from Sarah and the girls. The little girl stared at Andlat, but he could not bring himself to meet her gaze.
	“Wave to the nice girl, Emma. Maybe you two can be friends.” Andlat blushed, and shyly waved. The bunny girl waved back.
	“My name’s Amy.” the bunny girl said.  Andlat blushed, even as Sarah poked him to get him to respond.
	“This is Emma.” Sarah said, patting Andlat on the head. “How old are you, Amy?  Emma’s four.”
	“I’m three.” Amy said, holding up three fingers proudly. Her mother smiled.
	“Where are you girls going today?” She asked.
	“We’re taking Emma to see ‘Pretty Ponies of Periwinkle Park’.” Sarah explained, squeezing Andlat slightly. The fox nodded shyly.
	“And Amy and I are going there too!” Amy’s mom said with surprise. “Isn’t that just perfect?” Amy smiled at Andlat.
	“Are you excited, Emma?” Andlat just sucked on his pacifier, but Sarah removed it.
	“Talk to your new friend Amy, Emma.” Sarah ordered. Andlat blushed.
	“I am excited.” He said softly. Amy smiled.
	“I just love ponies! Don’t you?” Andlat nodded.
	“They are really pretty, the way they run through meadows.” Andlat said, getting into the character as best he was able. Amy nodded eagerly.
	“They are so pretty!” She blushed. “So is your dress.” Andlat blushed even more deeply than Amy had.
	“Thanks. I like your outfit too.” Sarah patted his head, showing how pleased she was with him.
	The bus wove its way through the streets, heading more and more toward downtown. The movie theatre, however, was before downtown and Andlat was soon being led by the paw down the stairs, Amy right behind him. Andlat stared at the poster for the movie displayed prominently next to the entrance, the chatter of little girls filling the air. Andlat looked around and did not see a single boy, let alone one who was actually sixteen. He whimpered softly and turned red.
	“Do you need to go potty, Amy?” Amy’s mother asked. The little bunny thought about it.
	“Yes, momma!” She said with a nod.
	“Do you need to go potty too, Emma?” Jenny asked, kneeling down to Andlat’s level. The fox shook his head. 
	“No, Jenny.” He said softly.
	“Are you sure? You’ll have to hold it until intermission. That’s a whole hour from now!” Andlat scoffed. An hour was forever for a toddler, but he was determined to prove that he was no toddler.
	“I am sure, Jenny.” Jenny was not done yet. She lifted Andlat’s dress slightly, revealing his training panties. She poked them gently.
	“Remember, you’re wearing big girl training panties. They can’t hold your tinkles like your diapees could.” Andlat nodded.
	“I know, Jenny.” Amy was staring at him as Jessie kneeled down too.
	“Promise us that you’ll hold your tinkles in until intermission.” Jessie instructed. Andlat whimpered. 
	“Promise!” Jenny added. Andlat studied his footpaws.
	“I promise I’ll hold my tinkles in until intermission.” He said softly. Jessie and Jenny grinned.
	“Good girl!” Jessie said, tousling his headfur. “We wouldn’t want to have to put you in a diaper in front of your new friend Amy, would we?” Andlat blushed and shook his head, not wanting the further embarrassment of that.
	“I want Amy to think I’m a big girl.” He mumbled. Jessie hugged him.
	“You are a big girl, princess.”
	As Amy’s mother led her to the restroom, Andlat was taken into the theater, Jenny holding one paw and Sarah holding the other. Sarah also carried Rose for the fox.
	They found their seats and waited for Amy and her mother to return, as well as for the movie to begin.
	“How long’s the movie?” Andlat asked. It was a genuine question, not even in the character the girls expected him to play. Sarah placed Rose in his arms before she answered.
	“About two hours.” She replied. “But there’s an intermission halfway through.”
	“So little Emma can make tinkles.” Jessie said with a chuckle, having gone to get everyone drinks and popcorn. Andlat took a sip of his cub-sized drink and smiled, delighting in at least a modicum of normalcy.
	Amy returned and her mother sat her next to Andlat.  Amy’s mother and Jenny sat next to Amy, while Jessie and Sarah were on Andlat’s other side. It was not long before the movie began.
	Much as Andlat had expected, the movie was no great film and certainly not destined to be a classic. Its sole target audience was little girls and, despite Andlat’s attire, he was both too old and too male to truly enjoy it. Yet, it held his attention well enough and he took cues from Amy on how to behave and react. It was an enjoyable enough experience as the ponies frolicked in meadows and danced at the Pony Ball. Andlat found himself getting more and more into it as the ponies went on a journey to Fairy Falls, a positively magical place where the water fell musically on the rocks below. The ponies swam in the water and delighted in the falls’ music. For some reason, Andlat was greatly taken in, so much so that he could feel the water splashing on his fur, running down his legs.
	The fox whimpered softly as he realized what had just happened. This was bad. He tried to hide it, but as fate would have it, intermission was just then. When the lights went up, the puddle at Andlat’s paws was quite evident.