“Tani! Do I have to?” Hunter whined as he climbed up onto the changing table. The lioness frowned and smacked his butt. 
	“What did you just call me?” Hunter frowned, disappointed in himself for forgetting.
	“I meant mommy.” He said as he rolled onto his back. She tugged down his shorts and set to work untaping his diaper.
	“Now then. Yes, you do have to play with her. It’s raining out, so the tea party was canceled and Lily was so looking forward to it.” Hunter rolled his eyes and grumbled. 
	“But I’m a boy!”
	“I know, sweetie. Tell you what. You can either play tea party with the fox for a little while or” She paused to wipe his bare crotch. Hunter had no pubic fur other than his mane, one of Tani’s many rules for the babied lion.
	“Or what?” Hunter asked nervously, dreading what it might be. Tani had a lot of strange ideas, like the time she had taken him out to a peewee football game for big cubs like himself. They had formed two teams and played touch football in just their diapers, waddling around the field with a soft Nerf football, pacifiers in their mouths in place of mouth guards.
“Or you can sing and dance to your Barney DVD while Lily and I watch.” 
	“The diaper dance?”
	“Of course the diaper dance.” Tani replied, knowing how much Hunter despised the dance that required him to shake his diapered butt and move in the most toddler fashion he could.
	“I’ll do the stupid tea party then. But no dresses.”
	“Of course not. You’re going as Hunter.” Tani said as she wiped his butt
	“Can I bring Simba with me?” Hunter asked, peering at the lioness between his legs.
	“Remember what happened last time Lily got her paws on Simba?” Hunter blushed and nodded. His beloved plushie had been diapered and put in a dress, as well as decorated with bows. Hunter had been furious, but Tani had made him gently take off the doll clothes and return them to the fox. To make matters worse – and possibly as punishment – Tani had decreed that since Simba was a boy lion, he had to be diapered at all times from that moment on. Hunter hated changing the plushie before naps and bedtime every day, but Tani insisted. Worse yet, every time that Hunter did it, Tani made him explain to Simba why they both had to wear diapers. It was simple enough. Boy lions did not know how to use the potty and needed to wear diapers. Since only cubs wear diapers, they must just be big cubs.
	“Are we done yet?” Hunter asked impatiently.
	“Someone’s eager to get to the tea party!” Vitani teased, patting Hunter’s thigh. He blushed and shook his head, mane flopping left and right. The lioness chuckled and taped him up snugly. She moved on to stripping the lion until he was in nothing but his Pampers.
	“Mommy!”
	“Shush. I sissied Lily as much as I could for this, so she needs something to tease you about or she’ll cry.” She kissed Hunter’s cheek as he sat up, regretting his decision somewhat. “Now, crawl out to the living room and ask her if you can play tea party with her.” Hunter grumbled under his breath, but obeyed. He tried his best to ignore Vitani’s soft giggles as his diapered butt waggled back and forth.
	The fox sat in front of a pink plastic table among a small gathering of dolls. Hunter realized how sad the fox appeared and knew that he was doing something good. The fox wore a baby blue dress festooned in white lace, his headfur in pigtails, his brush covered with white bows. His legs poked out from the bottom in white tights with a frilly rump that barely concealed his pink and white Barbie panties.
	“Lily?” Hunter said shyly as the fox watched him crawl into the room.
	“Yeah?”
	“Can I play tea party with you?” He asked softly, looking down at his paws. To Hunter’s surprise, the fox leaped up and dashed over to him, hugging him.
	“Yes, yes, yes!” He said with glee, kissing Hunter’s cheek. He cleared a place for Hunter to sit right next to him. “We’ll have to get you ready for high tea though.”
	“High tea?” Hunter repeated nervously, shifting on his padded butt. Andlat nodded. 
	“Ladies have high tea.” He noted Hunter’s expression. “Gentlemen too.” He added quickly. Hunter allowed himself to relax ever so slightly.
	“Mommy said I didn’t have to wear a dress.” Hunter blurted out. The fox frowned, having just pulled out a purple dress from his dress-up trunk.
	“Alright, how about this?” He grabbed a frilly white baby bonnet.
	“Will that fit over my mane?” Hunter stammered nervously as the fox approached. Andlat shrugged and pulled it down over Hunter’s head. Much to Hunter’s chagrin, it fit, albeit somewhat snugly. It had a high brim covered in frills and bows, baby blue against the white of the rest of the bonnet. Hunter glowered as Andlat tied the ribbon in a big bow under his chin. 
	“Baby looks so cute!” Hunter blushed out of habit, but being called ‘baby’ was nothing new, even if the bonnet was. 
The fox sat down next to him, giving the lion a flash of his Barbie panties. Andlat ignored the lion’s giggles as he set to work pouring the tea for all of his dolls. Hunter squirmed nervously, unaccustomed to the sensation of the bonnet on his head. 
“Ladies, today we’re joined by Mr. Hunter. He’s a successful businessman in his home town of the Nursery.” Andlat said. “Why, yes, Nala.” Andlat said, nodding to the Nala plushie on the other side of the small table. “He does look a lot like your Simba. Diaper and all.” Hunter whined softly. Simba was his pride and joy, especially since Simba was a diaper lion just like him. He wished Simba could be there with him, even despite what Andlat would do to him. 
Andlat filled Hunter’s cup and then his own. He smiled at the bashful lion as he set the teapot in the middle of the table.
“Bon appetit.” He said before taking a dainty sip from his teacup. Hunter cautiously sniffed the tea and took a small taste.
“Orange kool-aid?” Hunter said in surprise.
“No! It’s tea.” Andlat said. “Don’t you know how to use your imagination?”
“Shut up, panty butt!” Hunter retorted, sticking his tongue out. Andlat huffed and kept drinking his tea, muttering under his breath about the unladylike behavior of lions.
They played tea party for a while, Hunter remaining silent as Andlat chatted away with his dolls.
“Oh, my!” Tani said as she walked in. “Doesn’t someone look so cute in his little bonnet?” Hunter fidgeted, staring down at his tea. “Did you thank Lily for letting you wear that?”
“No, he didn’t.” Andlat replied, smirking sadistically at the lion. 
“Thank you, Lily.” Hunter mumbled.
“You’re welcome.” Andlat replied, but it was not enough for Tani.
“What are you thanking her for?”
“For letting me wear this.” Hunter said, pointing up at the bonnet.
“I think you should do something extra special as thanks to Lily for letting you play with her.” Tani suggested. Hunter’s jaw dropped. What was the lioness planning? Was the fox in on it?
“Like what?” He stammered. Tani’s smile grew.
“I think this calls for the diaper dance, of course.” Hunter’s face fell.
“But mom!”
“What’s that, sweetie? You want to wear Lily’s tutu while you dance?” Hunter blushed and shook his head. He stood up and started to shamble from one footpaw to the other.
“Diaper, diaper, diaper dance.” He sang as he turned and shook his butt.
“More energy, Hunter.” Tani urged. Hunter obeyed, clapping his paws and shaking his crinkling butt.
“Diaper, diaper, diaper dance.” He sang with a fake grin. Andlat fell over as he laughed, not even caring that his panties were on full display. Tani and Andlat both clapped appreciatively as Hunter bowed shallowly.
“That was very nice, Hunter.” Tani said.
“Good job!” Andlat added. Hunter blushed as his embarrassment returned.
“You two can go back to your tea party now.” Tani picked up a book nearby and started reading. Hunter sighed, hoping that the tea party was over, but Andlat took his paw and led the lion back over to the table.
“Would you like some more tea, mister lion?” Andlat asked, adopting a fake British accent.
“Sure.” Hunter replied with a shrug.
“That’s not how you do it!” Andlat whined. “You’re supposed to say, yes please, mister fox.” 
“Mister fox?” Tani repeated from the couch. “I don’t recall a boy fox getting an invitation to your tea party, Lily.”
“Yeah!” Hunter said with a giggle, pleased to see the fox blushing. “You wear panties, Lily. You’re a sissy girly girl!”
“Just answer my question the right way.” Andlat mumbled.
“Yes, please. Miss Sissybutt!” Hunter stuck his tongue out at Andlat, who turned to Tani for help.
“Tani! Hunter’s ruining my tea party.”
“He said it just fine, princess.” Tani said, rolling her eyes. “It’s almost his naptime anyway, so just play nice.”
“Naptime?” Hunter repeated as Andlat refilled his petite teacup.
“Yep. Babies like you need naps.” Andlat teased. “Baby, baby, baby.”
“You know what?” Tani said, setting her book aside. “A certain sissy girl seems crabby. I think you need a nap too, Lily.”
“Do not!” Andlat protested, but that only affirmed Tani’s suspicions.
“C’mon, Hunter. You can help me get Lily ready for her nap.” Without hesitation, Tani pounced on the fox and Hunter joined in, diaper crinkling and bonnet flopping. Between the two lions, it was the work of only a moment to bring the fox to his bedroom.
Tani had spent nearly a week painting and decorating the guest room before declaring it to be Andlat’s new room. The walls were pink. Lacy white curtains hanged on the windows. A white dresser stood beside the open closet filled to the brim with dresses and nightgowns with a matching vanity nearby. The centerpiece of the room was the enormous bed, the bedclothes of which rotated weekly through Cinderella, Beauty and the Beast, Strawberry Shortcake, and My Little Pony, among others. To say that Tani spared no expense would be an understatement.
“Mommy’s going to make you all pretty for your nap.” Hunter said as Tani went to the closet to pick out which nightgown the fox would wear. He held the poor fox in his lap, patting Andlat’s butt every now and again to exert the authority he had over the fox. Vitani came over with a Cinderella nightie with an organza underskirt and bubble sleeves. Andlat blushed, having a special affinity for that particular nightgown. Did Tani know? How could she?
“Let’s get you out of your pretty dress, Lily.” The lioness said, handing the nightgown to Hunter as she took over control of the fox. Hunter held the feminine garment as though he might catch cooties from it as Tani unzipped the fox’s dress, pulling it up and over his head. Hunter burst out laughing. In just his tights and pigtails, Andlat looked even more like a little girl. Tani kindly spared the fox some shame by quickly pulling the nightgown over his head and upraised arms.
“Can I take these off?” Andlat asked, pointing to the tights.
“Remember the rules, sweetie? It’s October now. Tights will help keep you warm.” Tani said.
	“Lily’s pretty.” Hunter teased.
	“Isn’t she?” Tani said as she led the rather red fox over to his bed, where she turned down the Ariel comforter and sheets. Andlat tried to get into the bed, but Tani stopped him with a paw on his shoulder. “Aren’t you forgetting something, missy?”
	“What?” Andlat asked, wondering what more she could possibly do to humiliate him.
	“Give Hunter a nini kiss.” Andlat grumbled under his breath and pecked the lion on the cheek.
	“Nini, Hunter.” He mumbled before returning to bed. Tani tucked him in nice and snugly, kissing him on the forehead.
	“Sweet dreams, Lily. When you wake up, I expect you to be a nice sissy again.” All Andlat heard was Hunter’s giggles as Tani took the lion’s paw and led him from the room.
	Tani took Hunter down the hall to the nursery and Hunter sighed. He had known that it was coming, but he was still not thrilled about his turn to be put to bed. In his case, it was more like put to crib.
	“Do I really need a nap?” Hunter whined.
	“Now, now, Hunter. Your sister didn’t whine this much, did she?”
	“Sister?”
	“Well, she wouldn’t make a very good brother, now would she?” Tani replied, touching a finger to the lion’s nose. Hunter giggled as he thought about that. Tani helped him up on the changing table and it was only then that Hunter realized that he was messy.
	“When did that happen?” He mumbled as he lay back, somewhat nonplussed. He suddenly remembered the bonnet on his head. “Can I take this bonnet off, mommy?”
	“I think it makes you look cute.” She slipped a pacifier into his muzzle and set to work wiping his dirty butt. Hunter knew that a pacifier was Tani’s way of saying that the discussion was over, but he did not like the outcome. He stared pleadingly up at her, but to no avail.
	“Mommy.” He mumbled as she helped him off the changing table.
	“Shush, baby. Mommy’s going to have you all tucked into bed in just a second.” She said as she walked the waddling lion over to the oversized crib. “Oops!” She said, spying Simba sitting by Hunter’s pillow. “Mommy almost forgot about the other baby boy.” She handed him to Hunter. “Go on.” She coaxed, pointing to the small stack of doll diapers next to Hunter’s underneath his changing table. Hunter kneeled down and tried to change Simba as quickly as possible, but kept getting distracted by the bonnet.
	“Mommy.” He whined again. She came over and slipped the pacifier out of his mouth.
	“Make sure to tell Simba why he has to wear diapers.”
	“Simba, you’re a boy lion and the potty is too difficult for boy lions, so we wear Pampers.” Tani nuzzled him.
	“Good boy. Mommy and Lily use the potty because we’re girls.”
	“Lily uses a training potty.” Hunter said with a giggle.
	“Yep, because she’s a silly sissy, isn’t she?” The lioness returned the pacifier to Hunter’s muzzle and led him and the freshly diapered plushie back to the crib. Hunter’s sheets had been freshly changed, from the baby animals ones to Rugrats, which delighted Hunter as Tani tucked him in.
	“Sweet dreams, Hunter.” She said, kissing him. “Sweet dreams, Simba.” She kissed the plushie too.
	“What about the” Hunter began, reaching up to touch the bonnet.
	“Shush. Whatever it is, it can wait until after your nap.” She raised the side of the crib, locking it into place. “Baby boys need their sleep.” She left the room, turning off the light so that only the panda nightlight in the corner illuminated the room. Hunter grumbled, but felt that Tani might spank him if he took off the bonnet. Worse yet, she might make him wear it for longer if he took it off. He closed his eyes and soon fell fast asleep, dreaming cubby dreams.