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", "description_bbcode_parsed": "Just a quick and dirty story for a commenter about a short life swap between a thirteen year old and his younger challenged brother. ", "writing": "\tThe ten-year-old gray wolf barked at the butterflies in the front yard of his home, gnashing playfully at the air around them without trying to hurt them. In his exuberance, he bounds around the yard, but the toddler harness around his chest would stop him if he got too far from the stake in the ground that it was tied to. Aside from his harness, the only thing the boy wore was the Sesame Street diaper around his waist - a diaper that was drooping very low. \n\n\tWhen the canine felt an urgent call to nature, that diaper rapidly began to drop lower. Just as the school bus pulled up in front of street, Cloud popped into a squat and responded to his body to get into a more comfortable position for the accident he was actively happening. \n\n\t\n\n\t``Hi Rain,'' Cloud called to his little brother who was disembarking. \n\n\t\n\n\tThe younger gray wolf hurried past the scene, fleeing from the jeers of his kindergarten classmates.\n\n\tCloud repositioned to get on all fours, growling and barking at the younger cubs. Although once his little brother was in the house, he realized that they weren't yelling at River, but instead at him. His ears flattened against his head when he registered their words. ``Diaper baby, poopy pants, etc.'' they cried out through the windows as the bus continued its route down the street.\n\n\tThe boy whimpered, walking back towards the house to follow his little brother, only to have the leash tug him back onto his seat with a SPLAT! The boy, suddenly overwhelmed by the sensation of the mush around his nethers, began to cry.\n\n________________________________\n\n\tEarlier, Cloud's older brother Storm was inside doing his homework. The thirteen-year-old was ``babysitting'' his little brother when the younger boy had come to him for a change. Storm hated changing his little brother's diaper. Rather than deal with the constant pestering of his little brother, the teen decided that he'd let his little brother play outside until his parents got home. \n\n\tBecause Cloud had a bit of a learning disability, he had been specially clicker trained by a psychologist. The younger boy was still a growing boy and it would've been difficult to care for him if he was constantly resisting. Storm consistently leveraged that training to keep his little brother out of his fur.\n\n\t``Take off your onesie,'' Click. \n\n\tCloud needed help to get his onesies off normally, but Storm had specifically dressed him earlier and left the onesie snaps undone. This was less because of foresight and more because Storm had trouble doing and undoing the snaps as well because they held so tightly.\n\n\tWith his onesie off, Storm clicked again. ``Hold still.'' Click.\n\n\tStorm then affixed the toddler leash to him, which confused the younger boy. \n\n\tCloud was still ``nakie'' since his mommy and daddy didn't like it when he walked around with just a diaper on outside of the house. ``Walkies?'' the pup asked, not understanding. Despite this, confusion, his tail wagged with anticipation.\n\n\tStorm didn't respond and instead simply walked the younger boy out to the stake in the front yard. \n\n\tCloud was disappointed when he was tied up, but he quickly cheered up, as he always did.\n\n\tAnd this brings us back to the current moment.\n\n\tWhen Rain came inside the house, he went to grab Storm - ``You gotta let Storm back in! Everyone's gonna laugh at him!'' the youngest of the wolves pleaded to his eldest brother. \n\n\tStorm shrugged, ``he's fine. He doesn't know any better.''\n\n\tRain pouted when Storm dismissed him and went back to his homework. ``You're a meanie!'' the younger wolf declared before going to rescue his crying sibling outside. \n\n\tThe older wolf rolled his eyes. Cloud was fine. His little brother was always using his diapers in embarrassing and inconvenient places like when they were at the movie theaters or at the mall. It had even bled into his social life. \n\n\tStorm went viral online because his little brother had walked into the room in nothing but a wet diaper and asked to be changed. The viral moment was Storm's shocked face when Cloud suddenly and explosively filled his diaper, punctuated by an ``Uh-oh.'' Despite that happening over 2 years ago, he still got ``Uh-oh'' yelled at him in public places.\n\n\tIn many ways, Storm was jealous of Cloud. His middle sibling didn't have to go to school. He didn't have to go to boring functions or do chores. His parents never disciplined him or argued with him. He didn't even have to potty train. They'd attempted a couple times, but Cloud seemed content to just use his diapers. Although he didn't understand why, Storm was most jealous of that last fact. \n\n\tFeeling a pang of guilt, he put his pen down from his homework and mulled over his actions. Perhaps he'd been harsh to his little brothers. Then he grumbled. No. They had it easy. They didn't understand how hard he had to work as the eldest. He picked up his pen once more, ``I wish I had it as easy as Cloud,'' he jested. \n\n_______________________________\n\n\tThe next morning, Storm stretched underneath his covers only to feel a presence in the bed beside him. He was startled by this and bumped his head when he tried to roll out of bed to get away from it. The wolf yelped loudly, looking in the direction of the foreign sensations only to discover them all around him.\n\n\tHe was in a crib. Cloud's crib, to be exact. In the spot where he'd sensed something beside him was an oversized teddy bear that never left the cub's bed. He'd bumped his head on the railings. \n\n\tWhile Storm wasn't sure how he'd gotten there, he had more shocking revelations that were grabbing his attention. He was in a diaper. One of Cloud's thick overnight ones with a teddy bear design that faded when it got wet. Not just that, but it was soaked! \n\n\tNo! There was no way he had wet a diaper. This must be a prank of some kind. It was punishment by his parents...But wasn't this going a bit far?\n\n\tRetracing his steps, he remembered finishing his homework, but couldn't remember what had happened after that when his parents came home. Had he fallen asleep at his desk? \n\n\tFirst, he needed answers. He looked for the latch of the crib so he could get out before anyone saw him like this. Yet try as he might, he couldn't find it. He stood up in the bed and walked all along the perimeter, but there didn't seem to be a way to open it. That was impossible, though...He couldn't get out if there wasn't a way to open it.\n\n\tHe had made many discoveries along the way, although most inadvertant. There was an old calendar covered with dust from several months ago. It was from when Cloud said he wanted to try potty training, but ended up giving up when he couldn't manage to stay dry. Except the name underneath that layer of dust wasn't Cloud...it was Storm. Also, the crayon drawings hung around the room which had previously had Cloud's name and age now said Storm. \n\n\tA nervous feeling welled up in his gut. No...wait...that was more than a nervous feeling. He couldn't save his dignity if he messed himself! ``MOM! DAD!'' he yelled urgently, fighting the feeling in his stomach.\n\n\tThere was no response and in a more primal and desperate voice he cried, ``MOMMY! DADDY! PLEAAAASE!'' \n\n\tTheir father was the first to arrive and it was lucky for Storm that he had, because he instantly recognized what was happening. The elder male slid down the gate of the crib and carried his son in his arms to the restroom.\n\n\tUnfortunately for both of them, Storm's willpower faded right around the time that his father managed to get him seated on the toilet, but before the teenager could pull down his diaper. \n\n\tStorm sniffled and held tightly to his dad instinctively, unable to unlatch as the back of his diaper expanded comically drooping below the toilet seat lid below him. ``I-I'm sorry daddy,'' he said, accidentally using a more childish form of his father that he hadn't used in almost a decade whilst he filled his diaper uncontrollably. \n\n\t``Shhhh, it's okay. I'm so proud of you for making it to the potty. You tried really hard, son,'' the adult said, consoling him with pets and seemingly not minding the situation that had unfolded before him. \n\n\tOnce Storm finished his business, his grip loosened and his father seemingly knew that he was done. ``D-dad...'' the teenager asked, daring to inspect his father's face to see if he was angry ``are you mad?''\n\n\t``Noooo,'' the male assured him, embracing his son once more. ``Everyone has accidents, son. It's normal.''\n\n\t``B-...but why am I wearing a diaper?'' Storm continued, wanting answers.\n\n\t``Well...'' his father started to say, furrowing his brow in serious thought. ``That's hard to explain. It's cause you still have accidents unlike Cloud and Rain. Although I guess Rain still wears pullups from time to time.''\n\n\tStorm blushed. No...his dad wasn't punking him, right? He'd already messed himself. Whatever game they were playing was over. He'd lost. Yet as he tried to explain himself, he couldn't find better words. ``Umm...but I don't need diapers.''\n\n\t``Awww, kiddo,'' his father winced. ``How about we get your diaper changed first and then we talk about it a little more?''\n\n\t``C-changed? Can't I just shower and put on my undies?'' Storm asked, pulling away from his father. \n\n\tThe man sighed. ``Storm...''\n\n\t``Dad...I don't need diapers,'' Storm asserted, pushing his father away and starting to undo the tapes to get rid of the thing around his waist. He didn't care if his father saw. This was partially his fault.\n\n\t``I didn't want to have to do this,'' the man cried. ``Be still.'' Click.\n\n\tStorm felt his whole body freeze. It was like his brain froze and wouldn't listen to him when his father made that noise. What was that noise? It sounded familiar. But all he could do was focus on that command. Be still? I guess it was important.\n\n\tBy the time his brain booted back up, he realized he was on the changing table and his father was in the middle of wiping his butt with a baby wipe. Seeing that Storm was about to fuss, the adult wolf shook his head. ``Be still.'' Click. \n\n\tOnce more, Storm's brain went to a funny place where all it could do was focus on the command. What was happening? He couldn't even summon the thoughts and as time passed, he felt like something strange was taking over his normal thought patterns. \n\n\tThis time when he shook himself out of the command, he was still on the changing table, but the scent of baby powder was heavy in the air and around his crotch. One of Cloud's onesies - a rubber duck onesie had been snapped over his diaper change. ``D-dad...'' Storm blushed. He went to undo the straps, but found them as difficult to undo as always. The onesie was tight on him. It made sense. It was Cloud's, not his. The diapers too had barely fit him. Surely he would've noticed this if this wasn't a prank? \n\n\t``Sorry, kiddo. I love that you want to get out of your diapers, but you aren't ready for that quite yet. You'd make a mess everywhere. But if you want, we can try potty training. You just have to let mommy or I know when you've got to go potty, okay?''\n\n\t``But...I am potty trained. These aren't mine!'' Storm cried, still trying to take off the onesie.\n\n\t``Honey!'' his father cried out. ``Storm is fussy again. Do you have any of his medicine?''\n\n\t``Medicine?'' Storm thought more than asked. That word sounded familiar. What did it mean again?\n\n\tOnce his mother came in with a bottle of red liquid, Storm realized what medicine was. He didn't want any of that! They didn't understand! Something was wrong and they weren't listening! ``No!'' he yelled, trying to roll off of the changing table away from his father. \n\n\t``It's time to take your medicine.'' Click.\n\n\tStorm stopped mid-roll and his muzzle went slack. This time he was partially conscious as the red substance was dripped onto the back of his tongue with an eyedropper.\n\n\t``Swallow.'' Click.\n\n\tStorm gulped back the liquid and only then did his brain return to that special place where he couldn't remember where he was or what he was doing. It was different this time, though. He felt happy. Giddy. Warm. \n\n\tWhen he could once more sense his environment, he was sat down in front of some building blocks. Someone was talking to him, but nobody was around. It was like they were talking directly into his ears. His paws went up to his ears and they felt fuzzier than normal and the source of the noise was from that. Some voice talking into his ears from this fuzzy band. ``Diapers are normal...It's okay to have accidents at your age...Getting diaper changes makes you feel clean and happy.'' The words were funny and kept repeating, but in his current state, he didn't mind that so much.\n\n\tYeah, accidents were normal. It was okay to have accidents. As he stacked another block on top of his tower, he felt the urge to urinate for only a moment before he realized - he had already wet his diaper multiple times. This was just the first time he'd noticed. And that was okay. \n\n\tInevitably, the medicine began to wear off and Storm slowly began coming back to his senses. But at that point he was sitting in a very wet diaper with Cloud standing in front of him, seemingly enjoying the show.\n\n\t``C-cloud?'' Storm asked, half hazy still. This was normally when he'd come home from school and his parents would go out to take care of anything they needed to. \n\n\t``Yes, Storm?'' came the smug response.\n\n \n\n\tWhen he was wet he was supposed to ask for a change. Good boys asked to have their diaper changed before they leaked. ``I think I had an accident.''\n\n\t``You sure did. Come with me,'' Cloud said, grabbing his older brother's paw.\n\n\tStill mostly catatonic, Storm didn't fight when his onesie was undone. He still didn't fight when the leash went on. Even once Storm was outside on the same stake that he'd set Cloud on, he didn't register what was happening.\n\n\tAs the sun continued to shine on the immobile and pacified wolf, the medicine continued to leave his system. Until finally he felt a gurgling in his stomach right as his youngest brother's bus came around. ``N-noooo, not like this!'' he whimpered. \n\n\tThe cubs already had their phones out when his body squatted of its own accord and he wasn't able to hold back a messy accident for the second time that day. ``Uh-oh!'' the cubs all cried as if in practiced unison. And that was when Storm saw that one of their screens was pointed towards him from the bus window. It was barely discernible but he'd seen the video a thousand times. Except this time, it was his silhouette in the background beginning his little brother for a change. \n\n\tYet while he was cognizant, the medicine and training was still in effect. Against his wishes, he felt that programming take effect while his little brother zoomed past him and the cubs on the bus were recording him. ``I-I made poopy in my Pampers, daddy!'' he howled, calling for a change as he was trained to do when he had an accident. \n\n____________________________________\n\n\tStorm shot awake at his desk. The sheet of homework on his face clung momentarily before drifting back to the table. He panted heavily, sweating profusely from the blanket that had been draped over him, likely by his parents. ``It was a dream. Just a dream,'' he thought with a sigh of relief.\n\n\tThen he noticed it. A sticky sensation in his nethers. Feeling down around his waist, he felt the goop consistent with a wet dream. This was the 3rd time this week he'd dreamt of switching places with his little brother and came from it in his sleep. \n\n\tThe worst part about it was that he always woke up horny despite the wet dream. He'd gotten by so far with masturbating, but he wanted a solution that wouldn't leave him frustrated. \n\n\tGroaning inwardly, he shook himself awake and made his way to Cloud's room. The cub was in his crib, as always. With horniness guiding his actions, the boy boldly lowered the crib gate and climbed in. He took off the pair of earmuffs that played the clicker reinforcement training and set them to the side.\n\n\t``Cloud?'' Storm asked, whispering so that their parents wouldn't wake up. \n\n\t``Storm?'' the cub asked looking around for their parents to see if something was wrong. \n\n\t``Are you mad at me?'' Storm asked, giving the cub some space but staying close. His eyes were drawn towards the cub's soaked diaper. \n\n\tCloud hesitated for a brief moment, but nodded.\n\n\t``Do you want to get back at me?'' \n\n\tCloud started to shake his head, yet nodded after he thought about it again. When they were really little kids, Storm used to be a much more playful big brother and they'd play fight all the time to get over stuff.\n\n\t``Do you know what would really make me embarrassed the same way I embarrassed you?'' Storm continued, growing nervous and thankful that the dark room hid his bashfulness in this moment.\n\n\t``No? What?'' the wolf said, his tail wagging with the prospect of getting back at his brother.\n\n\t``If I had to wear diapers instead...''\n\n\tCloud giggled. ``That would be funny.''\n\n\t``Mmhmm...but Mom and Dad would just angry if they knew. We'd have to trick them.''\n\n\t``Ohh,'' came the disappointed response. \n\n\t``It's okay. It'd be a fun game. Like pretend. Except we'd be the only two who knew,'' Storm explained. \n\n\tCloud smiled, giving his thumbs up approval.\n\n\tStorm hugged his brother, but was shocked when he felt his little brother's penis tenting against his own. ``Ummm...do you really like the thought of me in a diaper, Cloud?''\n\n\tCloud tilted his head in curiosity then nodded. ``Uh huh! It makes me feel funny!'' \n\n\tThe older brother pulled back the waistband of his little brother's diaper and saw it pulse once. ``I think I wanna teach you a bunch of fun games that we're gonna play.''\n\n\tBoth boys' tails wagged as they plotted their games throughout the night. \n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "\tThe ten-year-old gray wolf barked at the butterflies in the front yard of his home, gnashing playfully at the air around them without trying to hurt them. In his exuberance, he bounds around the yard, but the toddler harness around his chest would stop him if he got too far from the stake in the ground that it was tied to. Aside from his harness, the only thing the boy wore was the Sesame Street diaper around his waist - a diaper that was drooping very low.

\tWhen the canine felt an urgent call to nature, that diaper rapidly began to drop lower. Just as the school bus pulled up in front of street, Cloud popped into a squat and responded to his body to get into a more comfortable position for the accident he was actively happening.

\t

\t``Hi Rain,'' Cloud called to his little brother who was disembarking.

\t

\tThe younger gray wolf hurried past the scene, fleeing from the jeers of his kindergarten classmates.

\tCloud repositioned to get on all fours, growling and barking at the younger cubs. Although once his little brother was in the house, he realized that they weren't yelling at River, but instead at him. His ears flattened against his head when he registered their words. ``Diaper baby, poopy pants, etc.'' they cried out through the windows as the bus continued its route down the street.

\tThe boy whimpered, walking back towards the house to follow his little brother, only to have the leash tug him back onto his seat with a SPLAT! The boy, suddenly overwhelmed by the sensation of the mush around his nethers, began to cry.

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\tEarlier, Cloud's older brother Storm was inside doing his homework. The thirteen-year-old was ``babysitting'' his little brother when the younger boy had come to him for a change. Storm hated changing his little brother's diaper. Rather than deal with the constant pestering of his little brother, the teen decided that he'd let his little brother play outside until his parents got home.

\tBecause Cloud had a bit of a learning disability, he had been specially clicker trained by a psychologist. The younger boy was still a growing boy and it would've been difficult to care for him if he was constantly resisting. Storm consistently leveraged that training to keep his little brother out of his fur.

\t``Take off your onesie,'' Click.

\tCloud needed help to get his onesies off normally, but Storm had specifically dressed him earlier and left the onesie snaps undone. This was less because of foresight and more because Storm had trouble doing and undoing the snaps as well because they held so tightly.

\tWith his onesie off, Storm clicked again. ``Hold still.'' Click.

\tStorm then affixed the toddler leash to him, which confused the younger boy.

\tCloud was still ``nakie'' since his mommy and daddy didn't like it when he walked around with just a diaper on outside of the house. ``Walkies?'' the pup asked, not understanding. Despite this, confusion, his tail wagged with anticipation.

\tStorm didn't respond and instead simply walked the younger boy out to the stake in the front yard.

\tCloud was disappointed when he was tied up, but he quickly cheered up, as he always did.

\tAnd this brings us back to the current moment.

\tWhen Rain came inside the house, he went to grab Storm - ``You gotta let Storm back in! Everyone's gonna laugh at him!'' the youngest of the wolves pleaded to his eldest brother.

\tStorm shrugged, ``he's fine. He doesn't know any better.''

\tRain pouted when Storm dismissed him and went back to his homework. ``You're a meanie!'' the younger wolf declared before going to rescue his crying sibling outside.

\tThe older wolf rolled his eyes. Cloud was fine. His little brother was always using his diapers in embarrassing and inconvenient places like when they were at the movie theaters or at the mall. It had even bled into his social life.

\tStorm went viral online because his little brother had walked into the room in nothing but a wet diaper and asked to be changed. The viral moment was Storm's shocked face when Cloud suddenly and explosively filled his diaper, punctuated by an ``Uh-oh.'' Despite that happening over 2 years ago, he still got ``Uh-oh'' yelled at him in public places.

\tIn many ways, Storm was jealous of Cloud. His middle sibling didn't have to go to school. He didn't have to go to boring functions or do chores. His parents never disciplined him or argued with him. He didn't even have to potty train. They'd attempted a couple times, but Cloud seemed content to just use his diapers. Although he didn't understand why, Storm was most jealous of that last fact.

\tFeeling a pang of guilt, he put his pen down from his homework and mulled over his actions. Perhaps he'd been harsh to his little brothers. Then he grumbled. No. They had it easy. They didn't understand how hard he had to work as the eldest. He picked up his pen once more, ``I wish I had it as easy as Cloud,'' he jested.

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\tThe next morning, Storm stretched underneath his covers only to feel a presence in the bed beside him. He was startled by this and bumped his head when he tried to roll out of bed to get away from it. The wolf yelped loudly, looking in the direction of the foreign sensations only to discover them all around him.

\tHe was in a crib. Cloud's crib, to be exact. In the spot where he'd sensed something beside him was an oversized teddy bear that never left the cub's bed. He'd bumped his head on the railings.

\tWhile Storm wasn't sure how he'd gotten there, he had more shocking revelations that were grabbing his attention. He was in a diaper. One of Cloud's thick overnight ones with a teddy bear design that faded when it got wet. Not just that, but it was soaked!

\tNo! There was no way he had wet a diaper. This must be a prank of some kind. It was punishment by his parents...But wasn't this going a bit far?

\tRetracing his steps, he remembered finishing his homework, but couldn't remember what had happened after that when his parents came home. Had he fallen asleep at his desk?

\tFirst, he needed answers. He looked for the latch of the crib so he could get out before anyone saw him like this. Yet try as he might, he couldn't find it. He stood up in the bed and walked all along the perimeter, but there didn't seem to be a way to open it. That was impossible, though...He couldn't get out if there wasn't a way to open it.

\tHe had made many discoveries along the way, although most inadvertant. There was an old calendar covered with dust from several months ago. It was from when Cloud said he wanted to try potty training, but ended up giving up when he couldn't manage to stay dry. Except the name underneath that layer of dust wasn't Cloud...it was Storm. Also, the crayon drawings hung around the room which had previously had Cloud's name and age now said Storm.

\tA nervous feeling welled up in his gut. No...wait...that was more than a nervous feeling. He couldn't save his dignity if he messed himself! ``MOM! DAD!'' he yelled urgently, fighting the feeling in his stomach.

\tThere was no response and in a more primal and desperate voice he cried, ``MOMMY! DADDY! PLEAAAASE!''

\tTheir father was the first to arrive and it was lucky for Storm that he had, because he instantly recognized what was happening. The elder male slid down the gate of the crib and carried his son in his arms to the restroom.

\tUnfortunately for both of them, Storm's willpower faded right around the time that his father managed to get him seated on the toilet, but before the teenager could pull down his diaper.

\tStorm sniffled and held tightly to his dad instinctively, unable to unlatch as the back of his diaper expanded comically drooping below the toilet seat lid below him. ``I-I'm sorry daddy,''  he said, accidentally using a more childish form of his father that he hadn't used in almost a decade whilst he filled his diaper uncontrollably.

\t``Shhhh, it's okay. I'm so proud of you for making it to the potty. You tried really hard, son,'' the adult said, consoling him with pets and seemingly not minding the situation that had unfolded before him.

\tOnce Storm finished his business, his grip loosened and his father seemingly knew that he was done. ``D-dad...'' the teenager asked, daring to inspect his father's face to see if he was angry ``are you mad?''

\t``Noooo,'' the male assured him, embracing his son once more. ``Everyone has accidents, son. It's normal.''

\t``B-...but why am I wearing a diaper?'' Storm continued, wanting answers.

\t``Well...'' his father started to say, furrowing his brow in serious thought. ``That's hard to explain. It's cause you still have accidents unlike Cloud and Rain. Although I guess Rain still wears pullups from time to time.''

\tStorm blushed. No...his dad wasn't punking him, right? He'd already messed himself. Whatever game they were playing was over. He'd lost. Yet as he tried to explain himself, he couldn't find better words. ``Umm...but I don't need diapers.''

\t``Awww, kiddo,'' his father winced. ``How about we get your diaper changed first and then we talk about it a little more?''

\t``C-changed? Can't I just shower and put on my undies?'' Storm asked, pulling away from his father.

\tThe man sighed. ``Storm...''

\t``Dad...I don't need diapers,'' Storm asserted, pushing his father away and starting to undo the tapes to get rid of the thing around his waist. He didn't care if his father saw. This was partially his fault.

\t``I didn't want to have to do this,'' the man cried. ``Be still.'' Click.

\tStorm felt his whole body freeze. It was like his brain froze and wouldn't listen to him when his father made that noise. What was that noise? It sounded familiar. But all he could do was focus on that command. Be still? I guess it was important.

\tBy the time his brain booted back up, he realized he was on the changing table and his father was in the middle of wiping his butt with a baby wipe. Seeing that Storm was about to fuss, the adult wolf shook his head. ``Be still.'' Click.

\tOnce more, Storm's brain went to a funny place where all it could do was focus on the command. What was happening? He couldn't even summon the thoughts and as time passed, he felt like something strange was taking over his normal thought patterns.

\tThis time when he shook himself out of the command, he was still on the changing table, but the scent of baby powder was heavy in the air and around his crotch. One of Cloud's onesies - a rubber duck onesie had been snapped over his diaper change. ``D-dad...'' Storm blushed. He went to undo the straps, but found them as difficult to undo as always. The onesie was tight on him. It made sense. It was Cloud's, not his. The diapers too had barely fit him. Surely he would've noticed this if this wasn't a prank?

\t``Sorry, kiddo. I love that you want to get out of your diapers, but you aren't ready for that quite yet. You'd make a mess everywhere. But if you want, we can try potty training. You just have to let mommy or I know when you've got to go potty, okay?''

\t``But...I am potty trained. These aren't mine!'' Storm cried, still trying to take off the onesie.

\t``Honey!'' his father cried out. ``Storm is fussy again. Do you have any of his medicine?''

\t``Medicine?'' Storm thought more than asked. That word sounded familiar. What did it mean again?

\tOnce his mother came in with a bottle of red liquid, Storm realized what medicine was. He didn't want any of that! They didn't understand! Something was wrong and they weren't listening! ``No!'' he yelled, trying to roll off of the changing table away from his father.

\t``It's time to take your medicine.'' Click.

\tStorm stopped mid-roll and his muzzle went slack. This time he was partially conscious as the red substance was dripped onto the back of his tongue with an eyedropper.

\t``Swallow.'' Click.

\tStorm gulped back the liquid and only then did his brain return to that special place where he couldn't remember where he was or what he was doing. It was different this time, though. He felt happy. Giddy. Warm.

\tWhen he could once more sense his environment, he was sat down in front of some building blocks. Someone was talking to him, but nobody was around. It was like they were talking directly into his ears. His paws went up to his ears and they felt fuzzier than normal and the source of the noise was from that. Some voice talking into his ears from this fuzzy band. ``Diapers are normal...It's okay to have accidents at your age...Getting diaper changes makes you feel clean and happy.'' The words were funny and kept repeating, but in his current state, he didn't mind that so much.

\tYeah, accidents were normal. It was okay to have accidents. As he stacked another block on top of his tower, he felt the urge to urinate for only a moment before he realized - he had already wet his diaper multiple times. This was just the first time he'd noticed. And that was okay.

\tInevitably, the medicine began to wear off and Storm slowly began coming back to his senses. But at that point he was sitting in a very wet diaper with Cloud standing in front of him, seemingly enjoying the show.

\t``C-cloud?'' Storm asked, half hazy still. This was normally when he'd come home from school and his parents would go out to take care of anything they needed to.

\t``Yes, Storm?'' came the smug response.

 

\tWhen he was wet he was supposed to ask for a change. Good boys asked to have their diaper changed before they leaked. ``I think I had an accident.''

\t``You sure did. Come with me,'' Cloud said, grabbing his older brother's paw.

\tStill mostly catatonic, Storm didn't fight when his onesie was undone. He still didn't fight when the leash went on. Even once Storm was outside on the same stake that he'd set Cloud on, he didn't register what was happening.

\tAs the sun continued to shine on the immobile and pacified wolf, the medicine continued to leave his system. Until finally he felt a gurgling in his stomach right as his youngest brother's bus came around. ``N-noooo, not like this!'' he whimpered.

\tThe cubs already had their phones out when his body squatted of its own accord and he wasn't able to hold back a messy accident for the second time that day. ``Uh-oh!'' the cubs all cried as if in practiced unison. And that was when Storm saw that one of their screens was pointed towards him from the bus window. It was barely discernible but he'd seen the video a thousand times. Except this time, it was his silhouette in the background beginning his little brother for a change.

\tYet while he was cognizant, the medicine and training was still in effect. Against his wishes, he felt that programming take effect while his little brother zoomed past him and the cubs on the bus were recording him. ``I-I made poopy in my Pampers, daddy!'' he howled, calling for a change as he was trained to do when he had an accident.

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\tStorm shot awake at his desk. The sheet of homework on his face clung momentarily before drifting back to the table. He panted heavily, sweating profusely from the blanket that had been draped over him, likely by his parents. ``It was a dream. Just a dream,'' he thought with a sigh of relief.

\tThen he noticed it. A sticky sensation in his nethers. Feeling down around his waist, he felt the goop consistent with a wet dream. This was the 3rd time this week he'd dreamt of switching places with his little brother and came from it in his sleep.

\tThe worst part about it was that he always woke up horny despite the wet dream. He'd gotten by so far with masturbating, but he wanted a solution that wouldn't leave him frustrated.

\tGroaning inwardly, he shook himself awake and made his way to Cloud's room. The cub was in his crib, as always. With horniness guiding his actions, the boy boldly lowered the crib gate and climbed in. He took off the pair of earmuffs that played the clicker reinforcement training and set them to the side.

\t``Cloud?'' Storm asked, whispering so that their parents wouldn't wake up.

\t``Storm?'' the cub asked looking around for their parents to see if something was wrong.

\t``Are you mad at me?'' Storm asked, giving the cub some space but staying close. His eyes were drawn towards the cub's soaked diaper.

\tCloud hesitated for a brief moment, but nodded.

\t``Do you want to get back at me?''

\tCloud started to shake his head, yet nodded after he thought about it again. When they were really little kids, Storm used to be a much more playful big brother and they'd play fight all the time to get over stuff.

\t``Do you know what would really make me embarrassed the same way I embarrassed you?'' Storm continued, growing nervous and thankful that the dark room hid his bashfulness in this moment.

\t``No? What?'' the wolf said, his tail wagging with the prospect of getting back at his brother.

\t``If I had to wear diapers instead...''

\tCloud giggled. ``That would be funny.''

\t``Mmhmm...but Mom and Dad would just angry if they knew. We'd have to trick them.''

\t``Ohh,'' came the disappointed response.

\t``It's okay. It'd be a fun game. Like pretend. Except we'd be the only two who knew,'' Storm explained.

\tCloud smiled, giving his thumbs up approval.

\tStorm hugged his brother, but was shocked when he felt his little brother's penis tenting against his own. ``Ummm...do you really like the thought of me in a diaper, Cloud?''

\tCloud tilted his head in curiosity then nodded. ``Uh huh! It makes me feel funny!''

\tThe older brother pulled back the waistband of his little brother's diaper and saw it pulse once. ``I think I wanna teach you a bunch of fun games that we're gonna play.''

\tBoth boys' tails wagged as they plotted their games throughout the night.

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