The next thing Andlat remembered was waking up in the crib. The room was dark, lit only by the nightlight. A pacifier was in his muzzle and he was comfortably tucked into the crib. He had always had a bit of an oral fixation, so the pacifier was not unwelcome. Even though he was in such a feminine and infantile room, he was warm under the blankets, so that was all that mattered. He yawned loudly as he closed his eyes and fell back asleep.
	The next time he woke up, it was still dark. He sat up and rubbed at his eyes with his paws. He looked down at his soggy diaper, dim in the dark room, and sighed. There was not even the slightest bulge in the pastel plastic. If he were not aware of his cock between his legs, he would have been hard-pressed to believe that that diaper was taped around a boy’s waist. 
	He looked up and spied the dress that he would be wearing for the birthday party in just a few hours. Its layers upon layers of petticoats and ruffles more than made up for its vaguely boyish color. He would never be mistaken for a boy in that, but there was still no way he could ever let anyone even suspect that he was. He silently resolved to behave as best he was able all day tomorrow. He nodded in affirmation before falling back asleep.
	“She looks so peaceful.” Andlat was dimly aware of the voices as he slowly stirred. He felt warmth all around him. Was he still in his crib?
	“I think she’s waking up.” That was Claire’s voice. He slowly opened his eyes, stretching his arms above him as he yawned. “Aww! So cute!” Andlat looked around. He was being held by Claire with Jenny and Jessie sitting on both sides of their mother, gazing down at the fox. He whimpered, feeling so small in this situation. Jessie reached out and took Andlat from her mother, tickling his belly.
	“Who’s a cutie pie? You are! You are!” Andlat looked away as the girl, who was really younger than him, talked to him like a baby. Claire smiled and stood up.
	“Alright, girls. Keep an eye on Emma. I have to do something real quick.” Jenny and Jessie nodded eagerly as Claire left the room. Jenny held Andlat in her arms, rocking him slowly while she played with the hem of his nightgown.
	“Auntie told us you picked out this nightie.” She said sweetly.
	“I wanted the blue one!” Andlat grumbled. Jenny and Jessie both laughed.
	“Once you’re older, you’ll get to dress yourself, pumpkin.” Jessie said, bopping his nose playfully. 
	“I’m older than you are!” They both laughed.
	“That’s why you wear such puffy pants.” Jenny said, lifting up his nightie to show off his diapers. He yelped as they flipped him over to read the decal on the back.
	“Infant vixen.” Jessie read aloud. “That settles it. Emma is just a little baby girl.” They flipped him back over. 
	“What do you say to that, sweetie?” Jenny asked, grinning from ear to ear. The fox opened his mouth to argue, but it was filled by a pacifier, reducing him to infantile mumbles. Both of the girls laughed at the baby fox. He growled and was about to spit out the pacifier when Claire returned.
	“Alrighty! Let’s get Emma all nice and ready for the birthday party, hmm?” She picked Andlat up and cradled him in her arms as she headed upstairs. Andlat whimpered as Claire set him down on the changing table and started taking off his nightgown. “What’s wrong, angel?” Claire asked, concerned.
	“Jenny and Jessie said that I’m just a baby girl.” Andlat explained around the pacifier. Claire ohed and hugged the fox.
	“If you ask me, you’re not a baby. Some little girls just have trouble keeping their tinkles in.” Andlat looked away, embarrassed. “You’ll be in panties by next summer, don’t worry.” Claire said cheerfully, easing the fox back onto the changing table so she could change him.
	Before long, Andlat was sitting there in a fresh diaper as Claire grabbed the dress. She smiled as she carried it over, the light petticoats floating majestically. Andlat blushed as he stared at it.
	“Why’s it so short?” He asked shyly, worried that his diapers would be on full display at what was a big girl party.
	“Does Emma like her pretty dressie?” Claire ignored his question, asking one of her own. Andlat whimpered. “It’s blue! Just like whose dress?” The fox stared at her in confusion. “Which princess wears a pretty blue dress?”
	“Cinderella.” Andlat realized. The wolf nodded.
	“That’s right! You’ll be auntie’s little Cinderemma, won’t you?” Andlat rolled his eyes at the pun, giving the motherly wolf the opportunity she needed to pounce and start dressing him. The dress had a two-tiered skirt just below a large dark blue sash that went about the waist. The bodice was decorated with a large dark blue bow right in the center, flanked by two smaller bows of the same color. The bubble sleeves were hemmed with blue lace and had blue bows on them as well. Andlat made a face as he saw himself in the mirror, but Claire was not done yet. 
She took out a few lengths of blue ribbon and tied a big bow on his tail before putting his headfur into pigtails with ribbons too. 
“Emma asked auntie why her dressie was so short, right?” Andlat nodded, blushing. “This is why.” The wolf set him down on the floor. “So it doesn’t get under baby’s knees when she’s crawling around. She smiled at his thick diapered butt. A moment later, she gasped. “Auntie forgot baby’s plastic panties, didn’t she?” While the little fox sat there, completely still, she went over and found the frilly pair of matching plastic panties. She had planned to coerce the fox into this dress anyway, not actually imagining that he would choose it himself, so the name “Emma” was embroidered on the front of the plastic panties. She found no trouble in grabbing the fox and slipping the panties over his legs and thick diaper. “Who’s a pretty princess?” Claire said sweetly, scooping the fox up. “Your cousins will think you’re so adorable! And so will everyone else!”
	Sure enough, Jessie and Jenny cooed at him the moment they saw his pretty dress. Andlat was made to curtsey repeatedly until they were happy. Jenny smiled at the little fox and handed him Rose.
	“Wouldn’t want to forget her, now would you, Emma?” She asked sweetly. Andlat shook his head silently, blushing. “Does she have a soggy diapee?” He sighed and kneeled down carefully, changing the doll as his frilly butt was clearly visible to all three wolves. Once he had finished changing the doll, Claire picked him up again.
“Emma and I will be back in a few hours.” Claire announced, nuzzling the fox’s cheek lovingly.
“Have fun, baby Emma!” Jessie and Jenny said in unison, grinning. Andlat blushed and whined, but Claire calmly put a pacifier in his mouth and headed outside, a diaper bag on her shoulder as she carried the oversized kit.
The bus trip was largely uneventful, but Andlat still did not meet the eyes of any of the other passengers, for fear that one would peg him as a big boy dressed as a baby girl. Before he knew it, though, Claire carried him off the bus.
Claire walked right into the house and Andlat’s ears were immediately assaulted by the sounds of little girls talking to each other. He shyly looked around as Claire set him down. All of the other partygoers were also in dresses, each as feminine as his own. As far as he could tell, the only boy was a toddler in the playpen. He was also the only other in diapers, but his were plain white, not frilly and pink like Andlat’s.
Amy came skipping over, her dress’s skirt bouncing with each hop, revealing her Barbie panties. Andlat tugged down on his dress, trying to hide his crinkly diapers. 
“Emma!” She squealed. “Thanks so much for coming!” She kissed his cheek.
“Happy birthday, Amy.” Andlat said shyly. The bunny hugged him and took his paw, leading him over to the other girls. Before he knew it, he was sitting down in their circle, playing with Rose. His puffy panties were quite obvious to the other girls and soon it was no secret that the late-coming vixen was diapered, despite her large size.
They played with their dolls for a little while before Amy’s mother came in and clapped her paws to get their attention. 
“It’s time to play musical chairs, girls.” Andlat tried to hide off to one side as all of the girls giggled excitedly, but one of the girls grabbed his paw.
“C’mon, Emma!” She said gently. Andlat could not believe that a toddler was talking to him as though he were a baby. A ring of pink chairs were set up in the center and the girls stood around them, chattering away. Andlat stayed silent, trying to form a plan that would let him lose in the first round. The soundtrack to “Pretty Ponies of Periwinkle Park” began to play and the girls moved around in a clockwise fashion, taking Andlat along with them. The music stopped and Andlat, thinking quickly, pretended to be a confused baby girl, moving slowly toward the chair as the other girls giggled and dashed. Yet, there was an open chair. The only other girl was busy fixing her sock. Andlat sighed and plopped down. The left-out girl sighed, but shrugged and sat down on the couch to watch the game.
The second round began and again, Andlat tried his hardest to be eliminated. This time, however, one of the girls dashed off to use the bathroom, so again, Andlat was left in the game. As more and more girls were eliminated, Andlat became aware of how much they enjoyed watching him waddle around. He realized the truth. They were letting him win to keep him in the game!
“Two can play at that game.” Andlat muttered. When the music stopped, he sat down on the floor and crossed his arms, sticking out his bottom lip. All of the girls whispered to each other. One of the adults came hurrying over and lifted him up. 
“What’s wrong, baby Emma?” She asked.
“This game is dumb.” Andlat muttered.
“Does baby need her diapee changed?” He yelped as the strange husky slipped her finger into his diaper. “Oh! Yes, she does!” Andlat whimpered. When had he wet? All of the girls cooed up at him, saying comforting things they had heard their mommas say to babies. The husky smiled and stood there for a minute, letting Andlat absorb their words. “Wave bye-bye, Emma! We’ll get you back to the game in just a minute.” Andlat sighed and waved as the husky carried him into the dining room, where most of the adults were. Claire looked up as the husky headed toward her. “Tell your auntie what happened, Emma.” The husky instructed.
“Oh, Emma! Did you meet Nancy? Isn’t she nice?” Andlat whimpered in the husky’s arms. “Does Emma have something to tell me?”
“I need a new diaper.” Andlat said, ashamed. Claire smiled and nodded.
“I have her diaper bag right here.” She said to Nancy, handing the husky the small pink bag. “Are you willing to change her?” Nancy nodded with a smile.
“Of course. I changed my three girls for years. Emma’s a polite little lady. She won’t be any fuss.” Claire smiled and thanked the husky.
“You can just head upstairs and change her in the bedroom.” Amy’s mother said, poking her head in from the living room, where she was leading the girls in another game.
“Wave bye-bye, baby Emma.” Nancy instructed as she patted the fox’s diaper and headed upstairs. Andlat whimpered. How would this stranger react to the secret in his diapers?
She entered the large bedroom and set the diaper bag down at the foot of the bed. She smiled at the blushing fox cub.
“How old are you, Emma?” She asked gently as her agile fingers began to undo the fox’s dress. He thought about it. He had been told to answer four at one point, but that was too old.
“Two.” He said softly. Nancy smiled and nodded, although the cub seemed far too big to be only two. She removed his dress and set it aside, laying the fox, clad only in his diaper and plastic panties. She smiled and traced the fox’s embroidered name. 
“These are so pretty. I’ll have to ask your auntie where she got them, hmm?” Andlat nodded absent-mindedly as the husky slowly eased the plastic panties down his legs. She left them around his ankles before moving up his body and starting to undo his diaper. He closed his eyes and tried to wake up from this nightmare. His ears twitched as he heard the diaper crinkle as she pulled it away. “Oh, my!” Something about her tone made Andlat suspect that she had expected what she found in his diaper. He looked up at her sheepishly as the husky smiled warmly. “Emma, you’re really a little boy, aren’t you?” Andlat sniffled, feeling like he was going to cry.
“Yes.” He managed. 
“How old are you? Really?” She reached down and rubbed his thigh comfortingly.
“Sixteen.” Her eyes widened.
“Now, now. No need to lie, pumpkin. Auntie Nancy knows you aren’t that old.” Andlat wanted to argue, but he was too embarrassed as it was.
“Ten?” He said softly. She nodded.
“That sounds right. Now why is a ten year old boy in diapers and a dress, Emma?” He whimpered as she kept calling him Emma.
“I don’t know.” He said shyly as she busied herself with wiping his groin.
“Oh? I think you do, sweetie.” She tickled his belly playfully. “Don’t be embarrassed.” Andlat sighed and took a deep breath.
“My daddy put some diapers in my suitcase and Jenny and Jessie found them and they made me into a baby and then took me to a movie”
“Whoa! That’s a lot of excitement, isn’t it?” Nancy slipped a fresh diaper under the fox’s rump. She grabbed the baby powder and heavily powdered him. “Why did your daddy put diapers in your suitcase, Emma?”
“I have trouble holding it sometimes.” Andlat whispered.
“Well, that’s practical of him. And such pretty diapers too.” Nancy said, taping him up. “Now then, let’s get this dress back on you, hmm?”
“But why? You know I’m a boy!” Andlat whined. Nancy smiled.
“How about I give the big boy a choice?” Andlat frowned at how she mockingly said ‘big boy’, but nodded. “You can go downstairs as sweet baby Emma in a pretty dress and diaper. Or you can go downstairs as a big boy, completely naked.”
“I’ll wear the dress.” Andlat grumbled, rolling his eyes. She smiled sweetly. 
“That’s a good girl.” She gently coaxed him back into the dress and picked him up. “Who’s a little cutie pie? You are, you are!” Andlat frowned and the husky slipped a pacifier into his muzzle. “Cute little baby girl.”
“Am not.” He whispered into the pacifier, too quiet for the husky to hear as she took him back downstairs. He sighed as they neared the living room where the girls were still playing, mentally preparing himself for the rest of the party. Nancy surprised him, however, by setting him down within the confines of the playpen.
“You can watch the big girls play from in here, dumpling.” She explained with a maternal smile. Andlat pouted as she left. He stood up, but even at his big size, the playpen was too high to climb over. None of the other partygoers seemed to notice or care that Andlat was trapped, playing happily together without a care in the world. He sighed and looked over at the baby boy who shared the playpen with him.
Amy’s baby brother was clearly curious about the vixen who had been a big girl not too long before, but he remained distant from Andlat. The fox paid the boy no mind as he sat there and sulked. His ears perked up as he heard Claire come into the room.
“Ms. Claire?” Amy said sweetly. “I think Emma’s grumpy.” The girls all watched as the wolf walked over and checked Andlat’s diaper.
“She’s still dry.” Claire mused. “Maybe she just needs to go home and take a nap, hmm?” She smiled down at Andlat. “Is that what you need, baby?” Andlat looked up at her. Was she serious? He nodded, just in case. “Alright then. Wave bye-bye to the nice girls.” Andlat did as they left Amy’s house, all of the girls waving back to him.
“What was the point of that?”
“It’s good for you to spend time with other little girls.” Claire explained simply as she held the fox in her arms. She handed him Rose, although Andlat was not sure where she had gotten the doll from. He held the doll as they headed back to Claire’s house.
Jenny and Jessie were bustling about as they entered, both teenagers in bikinis. Andlat felt overdressed even more so in his party gown and such.
“Back already?” Jessie said with a smile, coming over and tickling under Andlat’s chin. The fox grumbled, and pushed her paw away.
“Emma got a little grumpy when she was put in the playpen.” Claire explained. Andlat squirmed, but Claire held him tight in her arms.
“You know what’s the perfect cure for hot-headed little vixens? She can come swimming with us!” Jenny exclaimed. Claire hmmed. 
“I’m not too sure about that. We don’t have a baby pool and she’s too little for our big pool.”
“But mom!” Jenny whined. “She can just stay in the shallows and you can watch her yourself.”
“Do we even have a swimsuit that can fit her?” Jenny and Jessie exchanged a look which made Andlat’s stomach drop.
“We thought of that.” Jenny said. “I went up to the attic and found our old swimsuits.”
“Plus there were water wings up there too!” Jessie added. Claire grinned. 
“You girls are perfect.” She said proudly. She handed Jenny Andlat, making the fox whimper. “You two get her ready while I go put my swimsuit on. We don’t have any swim diapers, so she’ll just have to hold it.” As Claire left the room, Andlat was left to the mercy of the two teenage wolves.
They set him down on the floor before they began undressing him, taking care not to damage his delicate dress. He fell onto his back as they tugged off his plastic panties and lay there in just his diaper, which soon came off. Andlat whimpered and covered his tubed cock as the girls giggled. Jenny immediately slapped his paws away.
“Naughty girl! Good girls don’t touch themselves down there.” She pulled his paws up to his head and held them there as the Jessie played with his tubed cock. Andlat looked away, sucking rapidly on the pacifier that remained in his muzzle.
“Where did you put her swimsuit, Jenny?” Jessie asked. Jenny thought about it. 
“I can’t remember.” She smiled and helped Andlat up. The fox wrapped his tail around his waist. It felt weird to be completely naked. He stared up at the girls as they each took one of his paws. “Let’s go find it, Emma!” Jenny said cheerfully. Andlat sighed, but had no choice but to go along with them.
The girls seemed in no hurry to find the swimsuit, taking the little fox all over the house, giggling at how he continued to blush about his visible cock and balls. He sighed as they returned to the living room for the third time. He was growing tired of their games. He grumbled as Jenny pulled a swimsuit out from under one of the pillows on the couch. It had been there this whole time!
The garment in question was fairly typical of a little girls’ swimsuit, one piece, purple with a cute pink skirt. Jenny turned it around in her paws and Andlat saw that it had three rows of ruffles on the seat as well. He felt his cock twinge in its tube, but did not speak.
Working together, the girls made short work of putting the little fox in the girly swimsuit. They urged him over to a mirror where he could see himself fully. Somehow, he felt even more feminine in the swimsuit than he had in all of his other outfits. The swimsuit clung to him, drawing attention to the feminine curves of his body. He held his paws behind his back and blushed, tail wrapping around his leg.
“I think she likes how she looks!” Jessie giggled happily. They stepped into the view of the mirror and Andlat immediately noticed just how different the two teenage wolves looked to him in his little girl swimsuit.
“Is everyone all set?” Claire asked, entering the room.
“We’re just going to the backyard, mom.” Jenny rolled her eyes good-naturedly. Claire smiled down at Andlat.
“But your uncle Jack wouldn’t be too happy if anything happened to his precious little girl.” Claire kneeled down and pulled Andlat close to her. With agile paws, she split his hair into two bunches, making pigtails. Seemingly from nowhere, she produced lengths of white ribbon and tied them into bows at the end of each pigtail. Andlat’s eyes widened as he stared at his reflection. His hair was a little too short for proper pigtails, but the feminine hairstyle still added to his sissy appearance.
“I look ridiculous.” He mumbled, too soft for anyone to hear. Claire took his paw and led him out the door to the backyard, where the pool waited.
Andlat genuinely enjoyed swimming, but he was sure that Claire and her girls would figure out some way to ruin this for him. Jessie and Jenny jumped right in at the deep end, but Claire held firmly to Andlat’s paw, slowly walking the sissy fox to the shallows. She stopped at the top of the steps that descended smoothly into the water.
“Is little Emma all set to swim?” She asked, her voice sugar sweet. Andlat sighed as he glanced over at Jessie and Jenny, who were practicing their swimming with considerable skill. He nodded.
“Yes, auntie.” He said as eagerly as he could muster. She smiled and stepped down one step, grabbing one of his paws in each of hers and easing him down. Andlat was tall enough that the first step was not too far up his body. He rolled his eyes at how careful she was being. They slowly moved down another step and the water got up higher on Andlat’s body, reaching the bottom of his swimsuit. He mumbled slightly at the cool temperature of the water, but tried to keep a happy expression on his face. Claire sat down on the second step and held his arms, smiling at the sissy fox.
“How am I supposed to swim?” He asked softly. Claire smiled at him.
“Just splash around.” She said cheerfully. Andlat sighed and hopped from footpaw to footpaw, the water splashing around him. “Good girl!” Claire praised as Jenny and Jessie watched from the deep end. She let go of Andlat’s paws, but kept a close eye on him, grabbing him just before he could get out of reach and returning him to right in front of her. Andlat whimpered and tried to get away from her, but the wolf kept him in place.
“Let me go!” He growled.
“You can play right in front of auntie, sweetie.” Claire replied, gently playing with his pigtails.
“I don’t wanna!” Andlat whined. Claire frowned.
“Does baby Emma need a spanking?” 
“No.” Andlat said with a sigh, crossing his arms.
“Then be a good baby girl. Can you do that for Auntie?” She slipped her finger under his chin and gently lifted it up, smiling at how feminine he looked with the pigtails and little girl swimsuit. She silently resolved to pack the swimsuit with his things so that Jack would have it to put him in. Andlat nodded, but he knew that she would make him say it.
“Yes, auntie. I’ll be a good baby girl.” She smiled and scooped him up into her lap. Andlat sighed and let her hold him between her legs, petting his head. She took one of his paws and stuck his thumb in his muzzle. He blushed as he heard Jenny and Jessie giggle.
“Look at baby Emma sucking her thumb!” They swam over with surprising speed, surrounding Andlat. He could not help but feel very small surrounding by the three wolves, his thumb in his muzzle and his hair in pigtails. 
“Now, now, girls. Be nice to your little cousin. She’s been very good about holding her tinkles. It’s strange that her daddy didn’t pack any swim diapers for her.” Claire remarked, ignoring the squirming fox.  Jessie and Jenny nodded and Andlat knew that they both were remembering the trip to the movies. “Oh!” All three of them looked at Claire as her eyes widened. “Jessie. Could you please run inside and check the time?” Jessie nodded and got out of the pool, her fur dripping. She hurried inside, returning a few seconds later.
“It’s 11:30, mom.” Claire nodded.
“Thank you, dear. C’mon Emma! Let’s go inside and make some lunch for your cousins. You can be auntie’s little helper!” Andlat grumbled as Claire lifted him out of the pool, but she let him walk inside. It was only once they were inside that he realized that he was still sucking his thumb. He pulled it out shyly as Claire picked him up and headed upstairs to the nursery.
Before long, Andlat was diapered again and Claire put him in a plain white sundress. He grumbled at this.
“You know, other babies get to wear t-shirts.”
“You’re too pretty for that, Emmakins. Besides, a nice white sundress goes so well with your pigtail ribbons. Plus it’ll keep you cool since you didn’t want to stay in the pool.”
“You’re a historical revisionist.” Andlat grumbled. Claire ignored his “big cub” words and put a pacifier in his muzzle. Claire studied him, clearly thinking. Andlat stayed still, nervous about what the wolf was thinking. She picked him up and set him down in front of the mirror. 
“Stand up, Emma.” He obeyed, confused by the wolf’s actions. He blushed at the vixen in the mirror with her pigtails and sundress, her legs bowed from the diaper underneath. “Now turn your back to the mirror and bend over.” Andlat grew more perplexed, but obeyed, the wolf lifting his dress slightly so he could see his face between his legs, his pigtails hanging down. “What do you see?”
“Me.” He lisped around the pacifier.
“Be more specific.”
“My butt.”
“That’s a naughty word, princess. It’s your tushie.” Claire explained calmly. “What color is your diaper?”
“Pink.” The fox replied dutifully.
“That’s right! But there’s a problem. Your dress and pigtail ribbons are white. Don’t you want to match?” Andlat’s puzzlement grew even worse. What was she getting at?
“But all the diapers are pink.” He said slowly. Claire smiled and nodded.
“Yes, so we’ll have to find some panties to go over Emma’s diaper. Would you like that?” Andlat stayed silent, fully aware that the wolf would not like his answer. “Of course you would.” She said with a smile, going to the dresser and grabbing a white pair of plastic panties, all frilly and lacey.  Claire soon had him lying down on the floor as she slipped them up his scrawny legs. “Doesn’t that look better?” 
They headed downstairs, making a stop in the living room, where Claire picked up Rose, handing the doll to Andlat. She then headed to the kitchen.
“You can play with your dolly while auntie makes lunch.” She kissed Andlat’s forehead lovingly. She set him down in the middle of the kitchen floor and got to work making sandwiches. Andlat fussed with the doll for a bit, but grew bored quickly. Being in the kitchen did not provide much entertainment. He put Rose down and stood up, planning to leave the room. He waddled quickly, diaper crinkling. Surprisingly, Claire simply watched him go, making no effort to stop him. She reached for the phone as he left earshot.
Andlat looked around the living room, wondering what he could do.  Escape was impossible, both because of how he was dressed and because of how far away home was from here. He sighed sadly. When was daddy coming to get him? His ears perked up as he heard the back door open. Jessie and Jenny were coming inside! Thinking quickly, he hid behind the couch. He tried to listen in to Jessie and Jenny talking to their mom, but they were talking too softly. He wanted to sneak closer, but he did not want to be caught by the girls, so he stayed hidden. They left the kitchen and headed upstairs. He sighed with relief. He watched Claire come out of the kitchen and go to the foot of the stairs. 
“Change quickly, girls. It’s lunchtime.” Andlat quickly ducked down as Claire turned around to look for him. “Hmm.” She said, stepping into the living room. “I wonder where Emma is.” She smiled to herself, knowing just how to get the fox to come out from wherever he was hiding. “A big girl who comes out right away gets to eat sandwiches. Only a baby girl who still needs to eat baby food would stay hiding.” Claire smiled as she saw the fox come out from behind the couch. “That’s a good girl.” She kneeled down and checked his puffy diaper, nodding before picking him up and carrying him into the dining room.
“I thought I got to eat sandwiches.” Andlat whined as she set him in the highchair and grabbed a bib.
“You do, sweetie. But you’re still a baby, so I’ll put a bib on you, just in case.” She tied the bib around the fox’s neck. Andlat glared down at the bib, ‘Princess Emma’ embroidered on it. “Now we’re just waiting on your cousins, pumpkin.”
Andlat tapped his claws on the tray of the highchair. Where were Jessie and Jenny? He whimpered as he felt his bladder twinge. He just let it go into his crinkly diaper, as had become the norm. Claire smiled, but he was not sure if it was because of him wetting or some unknown reason.
His ears twitched and he turned to look at the foot of the stairs as the two teenage wolves came down. They were both wearing jeans and tops, making him feel even more feminine in his sundress and pigtails.
“There you two are! Emma’s a hungry girl and she’s not too happy about waiting.” Claire said cheerfully.
“Sorry, Emma!” Jessie and Jenny said in unison, kissing Andlat on both cheeks. He grumbled and pushed them away. They giggled and sat down at the table as Claire disappeared into the kitchen to get lunch. She returned with three plates, setting two of them in front of Jessie and Jenny.
“Roast beef for Jessie and Jenny.” Claire said cheerfully. “And peanut butter and jelly for Emma.”
“What kind of jelly?” Andlat asked nervously. He had a deep dislike of grape jelly.
“Grape.” Claire said, setting it down on the tray. “Eat up and become a big girl, Emmakins.” Andlat made a face, but Claire ignored it, sitting down on the opposite side of the table, across from the fox in his highchair. She gave him a good, hard look and Andlat looked down at the sandwich. The crusts had been cut off and the sandwich was cut into four small squares. He could smell the grape jelly and saw it oozing out of the wheat bread. He whimpered softly, unsure of what to do.
After a moment, he resolved to at least try it. He picked a square up slowly and took a nibble. It tasted as though Claire had saturated the sandwich with grape jelly. He quickly returned the small sandwich square to his plate and pushed it as far away from him as the tray of the highchair would allow.
“Eat up, Emma.” Claire said softly, more a reminder of what she wanted him to do than a command. Andlat frowned and shook his head.
“I don’t like grape jelly.”
“No picky eaters in this house, sweetie.” Claire said gently. “Eat it up or you’ll get nothing.” Andlat’s stomach grumbled, but he remained firm.
“I don’t like grape jelly.” He repeated. Claire sighed and stood up.
“Fine. Auntie will go make her baby niece something else to eat.” Andlat grinned. Had he really won for once? She picked up the plate and disappeared into the kitchen. Andlat practically beamed. Things were finally going his way! He heard the sound of the blender, but thought nothing of it until Claire returned with a bowl of mush. His nose twitched as Claire sat down in front of him. “Since you can’t be a good big girl, Auntie’s going to feed you like a baby.” Claire explained, getting a spoonful of the mush and bringing it to his muzzle. Andlat sighed and let the spoon go into his mouth.
“Ew!” He whined as he forced the spoonful down. Claire had simply blended the sandwich down to mush!
“We will sit here all day, missy.” Claire threatened as Andlat closed his muzzle and tried his best to keep it shut. Andlat turned his head away.
“No.” He said through clenched teeth. 
“Emma. Now.” Claire said forcefully.
“That’s not my name.”
“What did baby Emma say?” Claire asked, her tone implying that she had not understood the fox through his clenched teeth.
“That’s not my name.” Andlat enunciated more. Claire took the opportunity to sneak the spoon into his mouth.
“Good girl!” She praised. “We’ll be done in no time if you just behave.” She prepared another spoonful and Andlat reached up to hold his nose to at least dull the taste. Claire gently took his paw from his nose. “Keep them on the tray, princess.” She coaxed. Before Andlat could protest, another spoonful plunged into his mouth. 
The mush slowly disappeared from the bowl, but the more that went into his mouth, the sicker Andlat felt. As Andlat’s stomach grumbled, he forced the last bits down. Claire let him out of the highchair, but only to hold him in her lap as she fed him a bottle of milk. He did not care how babyish he looked as he sucked down the milk, desperate to get the taste of grape jelly out of his mouth.
“My, oh my! Emma’s a thirsty girl!” Claire said, eyes wide. Andlat ignored her, sucking on the bottle. Once it was empty, Claire set it aside and placed the fox against her shoulder, burping him. She set Andlat down and smiled at him. “Show auntie how fast you can crawl, pumpkin!” She watched the frills of his diaper cover as he crawled toward the living room, his legs moving quickly, evidence of how much time he had spent crawling. As the fox moved from the wood floor of the dining room onto the carpet of the living room, Claire dropped to her paws and knees and gave chase. She kept it slow, but Andlat soon became aware of her catching up. He eeped and sped up.
Claire could not help but laugh at how the fox’s diapered bottom wiggled as he crawled away from her as fast as he could. With a playful growl, Claire pounced. Andlat yelped loudly as the wolf flipped him onto his back and lifted up his dress to expose his belly. 
“Baby vixen tummy! My favorite!” Claire growled, leaning down and blowing raspberries on it. Andlat squealed uncontrollably.
“Stop it!” He yelled between his girlish giggles. “Auntie!”
“I’m not auntie! I’m the tickle monster!” She switched her attack to the bottoms of his footpaws, a well-known ticklish place for all cubs. Andlat squealed and laughed loudly, unable to control himself. He kicked at Claire, but the wolf was too quick to get hit, not that his little paws would hurt her much. “Tickle, tickle, tickle!” She teased. Andlat eeped as he wet himself again. She did not let up, continuing to tickle him until they were both out of breath. Andlat stifled a yawn, exhausted by the exertion. “Looks like baby’s ready for her nap.”
	Once upstairs, Claire took off the fox’s dress. She squeezed his chest playfully, but soon grabbed a plain white nightie with a lacy collar and dressed him in it. She slipped a finger into Andlat’s diaper and nodded to herself before setting him in the crib and tucking him in with a pacifier in his muzzle.
	After she left, Andlat spent a little while thinking. How long had it been? Only a few days, but being dropped off here felt like it was a lifetime ago and even longer since he had worn boy’s underwear. 
	He had been woken up the morning they were to leave for Claire’s by Jack picking him up out of bed, the fox in nothing but his white and blue briefs. The wolf was powerfully built and looked even more so in his green boxer briefs that showed off his cock. He held on to Jack’s forearm as he was carried out of the bedroom and over to the nursery nearby.
	“Jack! You told me I’d go to Claire’s as a boy!” Andlat whined. Jack smiled and kissed his forehead.
	“You will, hon. But it’s a long trip and Daddy doesn’t want to stop every time his foxy needs to go potty.”
	“It’s only a few hours.” Andlat’s protests fell on deaf ears as Jack tugged off the fox’s underwear and made them disappear from sight. “I don’t have to ride in the carseat, do I?” Andlat asked softly. Jack smiled and shook his head as he played with the fox’s tubed cock. He had pawed the fox off last night and locked it on while Andlat was still in post-orgasmic bliss.
	“That’s a baby girl carseat, not a big boy one.” He unfolded the pink diaper and slipped it under Andlat’s rump. “You are a big boy, aren’t you?” 
 	“Yes.” Andlat said at once. Jack smiled and nodded approvingly as he put a little powder in the fox’s diaper before taping it up. He patted the front of the fox’s diaper.
	“There we are. It would be embarrassing to show up to Claire’s in wet pants, wouldn’t it? Jessie and Jenny would tease you, would’t they?” Jack said softly. Andlat nodded, whimpering frightfully. “By now, they might even be taller than you, won’t they? You’d just feel more like a little boy in your wet pants, embarrassed and fighting back tears.” 
	“Yes.” Andlat whispered.
	“Then it’s a good thing daddy put you in a diaper, isn’t it? A wet diaper’s easier to hide than soaked pants, hmm?”
	“Yes.” 
	“You’d better thank daddy, hmm?”
	“Thank you, daddy.” Andlat said. Jack smiled and hugged the fox. 
	“Now go get dressed. We need to get going.”
	Lost in his thoughts, the fox soon fell asleep, sucking the pacifier in his mouth. His sleep was dreamless.