Match Notes: - 2 male characters - both lions - One in his 50s other in his teens while laying he’s 20 - younger lion saught out older in hopes of having him as his kink “Daddy” - Older lion eventually finds out and chastices younger about it - Older lion guilts younger into signing off on some adoption papers for his own protection - After younger is “his” he starts slowly working the boy into more and more boyish and babyish getups until he’s fully babybrained and boypilled. - Once he’s fully sworn himself over to “daddy” he’ll want his new boy to “match him” - Over a few sexual ecnounters, daddy will get his boy familiar with his circumcised form and all the minor details such as the “railroad tracks” of his freehand circumcision stiches. - One night daddy after having gotten the little tiger fully engrossed in his littlespace will lay him down in front of the fire place for a typical diaper change but instead subject him to a circumcision so he’ll finally “match daddy like all boys are supposed to” - younger lion will protest and plead to stop but the older lion will rebutt about how his adoption papers gave him full autonomy of the little lion to make decisions in his stead - include some aftercare scenes depicting the changes in care needed for a freshly circumcised boy The hum of the neglected wiring of a decades old street lamp can be heard buzzing amongst the hustle and bustle of passerbies of this unnamed city’s nightlife. The pattering of paws across the cracked pavement and small talk of it’s various citizens created a muffled sound barrier as all but the piercing sirens of police fell into a muffled sea of noise. Amongst this busy city were two lions of quite the noteable age gap, one would even hazard a guess that they were son and father at first glance. “Thanks for meeting me at a local place. I mean I could’ve taken the bus, but you saved me a pain in the ass.” Said the younger lion. As the older lion looked across the table at his younger object of infatuation he begun to take in all the delectable features of this blossoming man. The younger lion was well in shape, no athelete or ripped muscleman by any measure, but it certainly seemed he at least got his one hour of exercise in per day. His orange-tan fur was shimmering in the background lighting of their outside seating at the cafe, the short furred boy’s pelt looking smooth and soft to the touch. As the older lion’s gaze shifted back upwards he sat there adoring the younger lion’s baby-faced features as he had an adorable look of focus with his attention turned towards the menu in front of him. The older lion smirked and chuckled, such a scene reminding him of a little cub buried in a picture book. “Oh this little trip down here? Don’t worry about it. I’m just glad we were able to finally find a time that worked for both of us. Afterall, this is the first time we’ve met up offline. Charles, by the by.” He said with a warm smile. Taking a moment to peer up from the menu, the younger lion turned his gaze to the older gentleman. As the little lion looked the other up and down, he took note of the older one’s many matured features. His fur was ever so slightly lighter near the edges, with tufts frayed and widened on the ends with a airy and puffy look to them. A few furrowed wrinkles adorned the matured lion’s face, the long slightly wirey strands of hair melted into the rest of his mane of his aged pelt. The younger lion’s eyes drifted ever so downward and took ample note of the older one’s broad chest with stury shoulders supporting them, a round belly with some squished thighs below supporting the older lion’s stocky physique. By all means, he was happily working that typical “dad-bod” he had become all to familiar with hearing about. After getting an eyeful, the younger lion composed himself and looked back up. “Pleasure to meet you in person, Charles. I’m Leon. My paren’t weren’t exactly the most origonal people ehehe...” Leon remarked with an embarassed chuckle. With an arm behind his back mid-chuckle, Charles reached out and held the younger lion’s paw in his own as he stared into Leon’s eyes with hiw own deep emerald greens. “I think it’s a beautiful name.” He said with a reafirming squeeze to the now-steaming with a blush little lion. Such a gesture of affection turned Leon into a blushing grinning mess as he kicked his paws around in place while his tail widly flicked back and forth like the exciteable romantic he was. “T-thank you C-Charles.” He sheepishly replied, practically melting into the older lion’s paws. Clearing his throat, he looked back into the menu. “So uh... what do you feel like? My treat.” “Oh your treat? Yeah... you are a treat alright.” Charles said with the kind of shit-eating grin only a dad could. “In all seriousness though, I’ll probably just go with a cup of de-caff with some cream. I’d rather not get wired this late into the evening.” He said before putting the menu down. “Right... de-caff with cream.” Leon called back. (“Oh thank god he’s a cheap date. My allownace will barely cover my own stuff tonight.”) He thought to himself as he peered over the menu once again. Not too soon after, a waiter came by and took their order before trailing off and leaving the two of them some quiet time to themselves. "So... Leon... Now that we've got some time to ourselves. What does a daddy mean to you?" Asked Charles, his gaze turning serious as he pierced through the younger lion with his intense look. Taken aback, Leon stirred around in his seat as his mind raced for answers. "Well I uh... Hmm... Daddy to me means someone who will care for me, treat me as their own, and indulge in my rather... Uh... Odd interests in being... In being baby..." Leon finished in a hushed tone, his cheeks blushing up a storm. Shying away in his chair he looked up to Charles for approval. "Atta boy little tyke!" Charles answered, paw reaching out to ruffle Leon's headfur with a hearty chuckle. "I'd be more than happy to meet the needs of my baby boy. Of course, a relationship is a give and take... And daddy wants something in return. I expect you to behave, listen to everything daddy tells you, and when you're feeling comfortable enough, to sate Daddy's adult urges. I am a bit of an old perv after all hahaha." Charles continued. From the background footsteps could be heard as the waiter returned with their orders. With the clink of cheap porcalin, their drinks were laid out as the smell of coffee and fresh baked sweets filled the air around them. “Just give it a thought Leon, I don’t expect an answer tonight.” Charles said as gently blew into his cup. “Y-yeah... It’s certainly a um... prospect I’m considering. I enjoyed the daddy/son stuff we’ve done online but I didn’t really consider how much you’d be into it IRL.” Leon responded before popping a sugar powdered pastery into his maw. “Oh? Was I coming on too strong Leon?” “No... not at all. I guess I’m just a bit shy about how much I actually wanted a daddy like you.” “Aww... such a sweetheart.” Charles purred. “Tell you what, how about you come over to my place next weekend and we can explore those baby boundaries of yours. We’ll fit you into some kiddy-clothes and I’ll help ease you into that adorable cubspace you’ve shown me online. Consider it your adult self dropping your inner cub off at daycare.” Charles mused, reaching out and grabbing one of Leon’s paws for some gentle comforting rubs. His gaze taking a soft nuturing expression as he gave the younger lion a sweet gentle smile. Leon sat there, stunned and speechless by the offer. It took him a few moments to collect himself, burying his face in his own hot drink to buy his scrambling brain some scant moments to form a coherent thought. “Geeze da- I mean Charles... that’s uh... Oh gosh... I’d be more than happy to. When should I arrive?” Leon asked, coming off as a total stammering mess. “Whenever you’d like to. Daddy’s got the whole weekend available. The sooner you arive, the more time you’ll have to spend with Daddy.” Charles responded, laying his head into his paw with an amused smirk. The prospect of spending the entire weekend with his daddy crush had Leon’s heart racing, his blushy cheeks and eagerly flicking tail showing Daddy just how eager the little lion was. Watching his little lion cub squirm around, Charles chuckled as he started getting himself ready to leave. "So, this weekend Boy?" "Y-yes Ch- I mean.. Yes Daddy" Leon finished. With a swift pat on his bottom, Charles smirked and gave Leon a warm hug. "Run along now, I'll cover tonight's tab."