“Do you have any idea what time it is?” Tyler rolled his eyes.
	“What do you care?” The larger wolf frowned.
	“I am in charge, so it’s my problem that your curfew was an hour and a half ago.” Tyler scoffed and tried to get around his brother, but the larger wolf refused to grant him to pass.
	“So what? Mom and dad won’t find out!” His brother smirked.
	“Really? What makes you so sure?” Tyler caught on immediately.
	“You can’t tell them, Jake!”
	“Says who?”
	“You can’t Jake!” Tyler whined. Jake stood over his little brother menacingly.
	“Listen to you. You’re just a sniveling little kit!” Tyler shook his head.
	“I’m fifteen, Jake!” Jake scoffed.
	“Sure, but you still act like a little cubby!” Tyler growled.
	“No I’m not!” He threw himself at Jake, but the larger wolf simply caught his little brother and punched him in the stomach. Jake fell over, groaning loudly. Tears began to slip down his cheeks.
	“Look at you, crying like a little cub!”
	“You punched me in the stomach!” Tyler shouted through his tears. His retort fell on deaf ears.
	“You should be in diapers, shouldn’t you?”
	“You punched me!” The smaller wolf repeated. Jake lashed out, kicking Tyler in the stomach. He howled loudly, rolling back and forth.
	“You just stay here while I go get something.” Jake said cruelly as he turned away. 
	Tyler focused all of his energy on stopping his crying. A moment later, he had succeeded, although it only seemed to make his stomach hurt more. He was only getting up onto all fours when Jake returned, a plastic shopping bag in his paw. Behind him came his best friend Nate, a mountain of a lion, who stood by as Jake stood over the wolf.
	“Seeing how you can’t tell time like a big boy, you must be a little cubby, hmm?”
	“I am not a” The sound of Jake slapping him echoed through the house. Tyler rolled over onto his back as he moaned, the perfect position for Jake to go through with the next phase of his plan. Putting the bag close by, Jake pulled down his brother’s sweatpants, exposing his blue boxer briefs. “These’ll have to go.” Tyler tried to struggle, but Nate snapped into action, holding him down as Jake removed the younger wolf’s underwear. Jake grabbed the bag and pulled out a camera, handing it to Nate. “You’ll need this in a minute.” He said with a wink. Nate grinned as Jake returned to digging through the bag. Tyler’s eyes widened as he saw what was in Jake’s paws.
	“No! No!” He began to thrash about wildly, but the larger boys held him down with ease. Jake opened the pack of diapers, slipping one out. Tyler struggled all the more, but to no avail. Jake picked his legs up, slipping the diaper under his brother. “No!” Tyler yelled at the top of his lungs.
	“Shut it!” Nate snapped, slapping Tyler. Jake skillfully pulled the diaper up and over Tyler, taping it snugly around his waist. Nate immediately took a series of pictures of the wolf, laughing. Jake grabbed Tyler’s paw and lifted him onto his footpaws.
	“You have fifteen minutes.”
	“For what?” Jake smiled.
	“To wet your diaper, of course. If you don’t, it won’t be good.” He pulled a stopwatch out of the bag and started it. Tyler stood there, unwilling to wet his diaper as time ticked by. What, after all, was the worst that could happen if he didn’t play along? 
	“Five minutes left.” Jake mused, smiling. He knew that Tyler wouldn’t willingly wet quite yet. It was a part of the plan. 
	The stopwatch beeped loudly as time expired. 
	“Hold him Nate.” The lion grabbed the smaller wolf, holding his arms behind his back. Jake pulled a bottle of pills out of the bag and gestured for Nate to turn Tyler around. Nate obeyed, forcing Tyler’s muzzle into his stomach. Jake pulled Tyler’s diaper down to his knees and quickly slipped three of the pills up Tyler’s bottom, the younger wolf yelping loudly each time. “Don’t worry, little bro.” Jake coaxed as he pulled the diaper back up. “You’ll feel a lot better in a few minutes.” Nate pushed Tyler over to the couch and they forced him to lean over onto it, his butt high in the air. Tyler stared up at them, wondering why he was being kept in this position. A moment later, his bowels explained everything as they began to rumble ominously. Jake made sure to hold Tyler in the same position as Nate stood ready with the camera. The younger wolf tried to resist as long as he could, but within five minutes, a telltale lump appeared in the back of the diaper. Nate and Jake cackled, taking pictures of the wolf. Tyler looked at his brother pleadingly.
	“Do you want us to change you?” Nate asked. Tyler nodded.
	“You have to ask.” Jake said teasingly.
	“Would you please change me?” 
	“Only after you wet your diaper.” Jake decreed. Tyler moaned.
	“Do I have to?”
	“You’ve already pooped. How bad is peeing?” Jake retorted. Tyler nervously shifted from foot to foot, spreading the stench of his messy diaper throughout the room. With a sigh, he nodded.
	“Fine.” He stood still and Nate focused the camera on his crotch, chuckling as it began to yellow.
	“Smile for the camera!” Nate teased as he snapped picture after picture. 
	“Now will you change me?” Tyler whined. Jake nodded.
	“You’re right. That t-shirt has to go.” He nodded to Nate and they worked together to remove Tyler’s t-shirt.
	“That’s not what I meant!” He whined. Jake put his paw to Tyler’s lips.
	“Shh… we’re not done yet.” Jake went over to the plastic bag and pulled out a frilly pink dress and matching panties.
	“No way!” Tyler yelled. Jake shrugged.
	“Okay. We’ll just share these pictures of you with everyone. I’m sure your friends will love to see you in a messy diaper!”
	“You said you’d change me!”
	“We will!” Jake replied. “But first, you need to put on these panties and the dress.” Tyler whimpered.
	“Why?” He whispered.
	“Fine.” Nate said. “We’ll just e-mail these pictures to everyone.” Nate turned to walk away. With another whimper, Tyler waddled after him.
	“Okay, okay! I’ll do it!” Nate turned toward him with a grin.
	“We knew you’d see the light.” Jake held out the panties for Tyler to step into, which he meekly did, groaning as the panties pushed his mess into his fur. Jake wasted no time gathering the dress up and pulling it down over Tyler’s head while Nate took still more photos.
	Tyler’s tail wrapped around his leg as he looked down at his paws.
	“Aren’t you cute?” Jake teased, causing Tyler to turn even more red. Jake and Nate took picture after picture of the sissy fox.
	“Aren’t you just the cutest little sissy?” Nate teased. Tyler frowned.
	“Well, aren’t you?” 
	“Yes.” Tyler said begrudgingly. Jake and Nate laughed.
	“Yes what?” Jake asked.
	“Yes, I’m a little sissy.” Jake held out Tyler’s boxers.
	“Then why were you wearing boy’s underwear?”
	“Maybe she’s ashamed of being a sissy.” Jake turned to Tyler.
	“Could that be it? Are you ashamed of being a sissy?”
	“Well, her face is red. She must be ashamed.” Nate decreed. Jake nodded seriously.
	“We’ll just have to show her how great being a sissy is.” Nate handed the camera to Jake and walked over to Tyler, who he forced down on his knees. Tyler’s face was right in front of Nate’s crotch and in an instant, he knew what he was expected to do. With trembling paws, he began to pull down the lion’s sweatpants. Jake and Nate laughed.	“She knows just what to do. Just like a good sissy.” Nate said. Even before Tyler pulled down Nate’s black briefs, he knew that the dick within would be the largest he had ever seen. Sure enough, once his underwear was removed, Nate had a gigantic cock with two glorious globes hanging in a sack of flesh and fur beneath it. He cautiously opened his mouth and took the erect cock into it. Nate moaned and thrust his hips, pushing his length further into the young wolf’s mouth. Tyler began to lick the lion’s cock and balls, silently praying that this would be over soon. Nate moaned, humping Tyler’s face, filling the wolf’s snout with his musk. That odor, mixed with the messy diaper taped around his waist overloaded the wolf’s senses. Yet, he could feel himself stirring to attention within his diaper. Some part of his mind enjoyed the intense humiliation. 
	Nate moaned louder and louder as he approached climax. Tyler’s tongue danced around his cock, every once in a while tickling his balls. With one rapturous gasp, Nate came in Tyler’s mouth.
	“Swallow like a good sissy.” Jake instructed, the only one who was level-headed. Tyler obeyed, if only because the hot semen was flowing down his throat of its own accord. “How was it?” Jake asked as Nate tucked his dick back into his underwear. 
	“Sissy needs more practice.” Jake chuckled.
	“Maybe later. First, let’s get Sissy out of that stinky diaper.” He took Tyler’s paw and led him into the bathroom. “Just a quick shower before you run upstairs and get back into boy clothes.” Jake said. Tyler gratefully stripped nude and showered, making sure every last bit of poop was gone from his fur. He headed upstairs with a towel around his waist, anticipating putting on boxers and putting this entire ordeal behind him. However, there was a problem.
	“Jake!” He yelled. Jake dashed upstairs.
	“Yeah?”
	“Give me my boxers back!” Tyler pointed to his underwear drawer. Where once there had been boxer briefs, there were now panties and plenty of them. Jake grinned from ear to ear.
	“Nope. You admitted you were a sissy, and I want you to always feel like a sissy, even when you’re dressed as a boy.” He paused. “However, I will give you your boxer briefs back, but only if you give me permission to show everyone your sissy pictures.” Tyler knew Jake had him. He took a pair of panties out and pulled them on. Jake mussed up his headfur.
	“Good sissy.” He turned to leave, but hesitated. “Oh, by the way. We only used one diaper tonight. There’s still about twenty more, so you’ll be getting a lot more sissy training and soon.” He closed the door, but not before getting one last word in. “Good night, sissy.”
	Tyler put a t-shirt on and climbed into bed. He felt tears slip down his cheeks as he thought about all that he had endured and would surely endure in the future. Yet, it wasn’t all bad. He slipped his paw into his panties and began to stroke his rigid cock.
The End