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"I'm sure someone else saw this coming. \n\nPart 2 to follow... Eventually.\n\n(Commissioned by anon)", "description_bbcode_parsed": "I'm sure someone else saw this coming.

Part 2 to follow... Eventually.

(Commissioned by anon)", "writing": "\"This is the one of me and dad when we went to Japan!\" Jenny announced, pointing to the picture in her photo album of herself and a much older man standing in front of a tall mountain in the background, showing it to the smaller anthro kitten besides her.\n\nLike with most of the other pages she had shared with him, Oliver's eyes lit up at the sight of his beloved owner & friend bonding with her father abroad.\n\n\"I like the color of the leaves.\" He said, referring to the changing foliage on the trees and blowing through the wind.\n\n\"Yeah, they're all different colors in Japan. Not just red and green, but yellow and purple and pink, too.\" The young lady responded, stroking her pet's head. \"They're really pretty over there. Not like what we have in New York. I bet you'd like to see them sometime.\"\n\n\"Maybe if we do, then we could take some back with us and plant them here.\" He offered, which made the young human giggle at his adorable optimism.\n\n\"I don't think we have room for a whole tree in the house, Oliver. They don't really do well indoors, unless it's a tiny potted one.\" She explained, the pair of them laughing before returning to their quiet browsing through the photo album.\n\n\"Aww, I remember this.\" Jenny said, turning the page and coming across an image of her sitting on the floor, surrounded by various stuffed animals. \"It was my birthday 3 years ago, and I got all these toys from the other kids in my class.\"\n\n\"How old were you?\" Oliver asked.\n\n\"5.\" She replied, looking at the picture. \"I'm really glad we didn't have any cameras in our houses back then, or else I'd have more embarrassing stuff about me...\"\n\nThe younger kitten rubbed the back of his head at the idea of photographed humiliation.\n\n\"Yeah, I know how that feels...\" He muttered, recalling the devastating little \"playtimes\" that Georgette set up for him a little while ago, and how much he wished to forget it.\n\nNo matter how much better he felt afterwards or how she chose to reward him, he wished he never agreed to doing either of them.\n\nSpeak of the devil, the sound of expensive heels clinging down the stairs caught the girl and kitten's attention, signalling her grand entrance.\n\nSure enough, the pristine mature anthro poodle graced the two kids with her presence, sporting a brand new lavish attire.\n\nShe wore a pink long-sleeved shirt, sky blue jeans and dark brown high-heeled shoes, all topped off with a gold necklace around her neck, matching her new earrings.\n\n\"Hello there, darlings~\" She cooed gracefully, leaning on the banister halfway down the stairs, striking a model-like pose.\n\n\"Oh, hi Georgette.\" Jenny said, closing her photo album as she turned around. \"We're looking through our old album. Wanna see it with us? We were just about to look at the stuff I got for my 5th birthday.\"\n\n\"Hmm...\" The elegant canine pondered, placing a hand under her chin, pretending to consider the offer, rolling her eyes to her real target.\n\nOliver could see she was looking at him, and that sinister look on her eye gave him anxiety of what she was thinking.\n\n\"Actually, I was hoping to see Olivia- pardon me; Oliver. You don't mind if I borrow him for a bit, do you?\" She said, putting on her most charming smile.\n\nThe kitten knew what she was referring to and was dreading her proposal. He was also hoping Jenny would object to her request, but alas...\n\n\"Oh, sure! We were almost done looking at my album anyway. We can talk later, okay?\" Jenny answered on his behalf, completely oblivious to the impending activities.\n\n\"Thank you, dear.\" The older dog said, turning back to her little prey, smiling and beckoning him with a single finger. \"Come with me, dear. We have a lot to discuss.\"\n\nHe really didn't want to. He wanted to tell Jenny what she had planned for him and get her to convince her to call it off. But he couldn't.\n\nFor one, telling him that he was being dressed up like a little girl and having a photoshoot of him being done by the poodle and her ritzy friends was too embarrassing.\n\nBut also, as much as he resented her for it, he knew Georgette really looked forward to these things, and it made her so happy whenever she did them to him.\n\n\"Alright...\" He muttered, hopping off the sofa and following her upstairs.\n\n\"Have fun, Oliver!\" Jenny called out as the two pets disappeared.\n\n\"He will~\" Georgette chimed with glee as they ascended the stairs. \"Or rather, SHE will~\"\n\nThe second he stepped foot into his sister figure's bedroom, Oliver knew he was doomed.\n\nAll around him, he saw various outfits, shoes, hats, jewelry, make-up and accessories, some of which he was sure Georgette had purchased specifically for her \"little princess\".\n\nHe gulped nervously as he looked around, spotting a familiar pink and white frilly dress sitting in the middle of her bed.\n\n\"Don't just stand there, darling.\" Georgette's voice snapped him back to reality, even more so when he gelt her hand gently push him forwards to the lavish sleeping quarters. \"We've got a special day ahead of us~\"\n\nThe second the bedroom door was closed behind them, Oliver was pushed onto the bed, the weight of his body pressing down on the soft mattress and sinking in.\n\nHe tried to get up, but felt Georgette's paws pushing him back down.\n\n\"Hold on, just listen to what I'm going to propose, before you get all mopey.\" She instructed, letting the poor kitten sit up. \"Now then, my little princess, as you may have guessed, your big sissy is going to do her usual routine and play dress-up with you, but today's going to be a little different than before...\"\n\nThe little orange feline could only imagine what she meant by that, but he wasn't sure if it was good or bad.\n\n\"Since you've gotten so much better at acting like a cute little doll for mommy, I thought it would be time for a little...\" The poodle began, picking up a flyer from the dresser and bringing it to the kitty for him to witness his own torture. \"Maternal~\"\n\n\"W-What do you mean?\" Oliver asked, looking at the pamphlet, reading it over.\n\n\"As you can see, I've decided to take you to a littlr tea party.\" She clarified, enjoying the look of despair on his face as he saw exactly what he had in mind for him and his alter ego.\n\nSure enough, the picture showed a bunch of ladies with their daughters (and possible cross dressing boys) at a fancy table filled with cake and teacups.\n\nBut it was the detail around the smaller and/or younger girls' waists that gave away her plan for spicing up their little game. The soft plastic padding all either plain white/pink or decorated with flowers, hearts and/or stars that even he could tell they were too old for.\n\n\"W-Wait, no! I don't want to wear a dia-\" Oliver began to protest, but was silenced by the anthro poodle shushing him, holding a finger over his mouth.\n\n\"Shhhh, no need to raise your voice, Olivia~\" She reassured him, patting him on the head. \"Mommy's already got it all figured out for you.\"\n\nGeorgette took hold of the pink and white frilly dress, holding it out for him to see, the kitten's eyes widening in fear when he saw what was lying beneath it.\n\nSure enough, to his dismay, there was a little white diaper, complete with a pink ruffle, a little white bow, and a heart-shaped design at the crotch area.\n\n\"I picked out a nice, fresh, clean one just for you~\" The older canine said, picking the babyish garment off her bed and holding it up for the little cat to see closer.\n\nIt was his size, and looked similar to the ones the other little girls were wearing in the flyer.\n\n\"And if you're wondering, yes, the little party is in honor of the toddlers and infants... Well, \"toddlers\" and \"infants\". They're all around your age, but they find them quite comfortable.\" She continued, teasing him with the added detail. \"In fact, the little boy in the pink and purple dress is the same age as you. Isn't that nice, honey?\"\n\nOliver's eyes widened and his cheeks burned red as she went on, knowing what she was implying.\n\nIt was then that he finally stood up with a fierce gaze, looking at her smug mug in the eye defiantly.\n\n\"No way!\" He shouted, standing his ground. \"That's crossing the line, Georgette! The dresses & makeup, showing me off to your friends and your gross kisses were bad enough!\"\n\nThe poodle raised an eyebrow at this newfound courage, clearly neither impressed with his sudden confidence, nor taking him seriously.\n\n\"But I will NOT let you put me in a diaper, just so you and your friends can make fun of me! I'm sorry, but I'm not doing it! It's not happening, so there!\" He finished, his fists balled up at his sides.\n\n\"Well, if that's your choice, sweetie...\" Georgette assured, the cat's eyes lighting up as she set the diaper aside.\n\nShe intentionally bent over in front of him when he put it down, showing off her ass in her tight jeans, probably to entice him to doing it.\n\nIt didn't work too well, if that was her plan, since all she succeeded in doing was making Oliver turn around and cover his eyes with his paws, trying not to look at her rear end.\n\nWhether it was out of being a gentleman or trying not to succumb to his deep-rotted desires.\n\n\"It's a good thing I kept the receipt.\" She said, walking up to the head of her bed, where her many pillows sat.\n\nHearing her say this, the cat let out a sigh of relief and turned back round, looking pleased that he finally stood up to her and she took \"no\" for an answer.\n\n\"Y- Yeah, well... Y- You should've asked be- before you bought it!\" He stuttered, regaining his composure and pointing a finger at the mature dog, who had her back turned to him.\n\n\"Hmm?\" She hummed sarcastically, picking up one of her larger pillows, the side facing him obscuring whatever she was looking at, which caused him to become a little curious what she was going for. \"Oh, the diaper?\"\n\nThe poodle chuckled to herself, reaching down to grab whatever she was hiding from him.\n\n\"No, no, that cost means nothing to me, sweetie...\" She continued condescendingly, picking up something that sounded like the rustling of plastic packaging and thin paper, before the secret content was revealed. \"I was referring to this~\"\n\nOliver took one look at what it was and his jaw hit the floor.\n\n\"O- Oh... My...\" He breathed out, unable to believe what he was seeing.\n\nBefore him, the older canine held up a one-of-a-kind, limited edition, mint-condition, exclusive, original version of the rarest comic of the Wildcat series he had become so fond of.\n\n\"I- Is that...\" He began, slowly stepping closer to her, his eyes locked onto the priceless artifact, his tail wagging uncontrollably. \"Is that a real first edition of #1 of the Wildcats?!\"\n\nShe just nodded, savoring his stunned yet passionate reaction.\n\n\"It took a bit of searching and cost a pretty penny. I just thought it'd be a nice reward for after our tea party, if you behaved well. But...\"\n\nThe canine let out a loud, exasperated sigh, looking down at the comic and shaking her head, as if disappointed.\n\n\"It's a shame you don't want it THAT much...\"\n\nThe anthro cat's ears perked up and he immediately shook his head and waved his paws in front of him frantically.\n\n\"No, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait!\" He pleaded, trying his best to reach up to the comic's level, his fingers twitching as he attempted to grab it.\n\n\"I'm sure a more grateful and better behaved girl would be deserving of a gift like this.\" Georgette stated, turning away and walking off, feigning disinterest.\n\n\"Wait, please, I- I want it, really! I do, honest!\" The desperate kitten called out, following her, his hands together as he begged for the precious comic book.\n\n\"Hmm, are you sure, sweetie?\" She asked, looking down at him and smirking, seeing the little feline nodding and pawing at her arm, desperately wanting the fictional work like his life depended on it. \"Because only good, polite, diciplined, well-behaved girls can have gifts from their mommy. Not angry boys who shout and say \"no\" when they're asked to dress up in nice, pretty, frilly clothes and look their best for her parties...\"\n\nThis seemed to do the trick, as Oliver took a deep breath, and closed his eyes, resigning to his fate.\n\n\"I'm sorry... Mommy.\" He said, slowly opening his eyes and giving her the best puppy dog eyes he could muster. \"Can you forgive me?\"\n\nThe adult poodle's smug smile turned into a warm, motherly one, and she bent down, pulling the kitten into her arms.\n\n\"Of course, sweetheart.\" The poodle cooed, stroking his head. \"You know mommy can't stay mad at you... After your spanking, that is.\"\n\nHis ears perked up again, this time in confusion.\n\n\"Sp- Spanking?\" He questioned.\n\n\"Well, you did have an attitude and talk back to your mother, didn't you, young lady?\" She reminded him, tenderly and sternly. \"That's not how a good girl behaves. But don't worry, I'm sure a few swats will teach you some manners.\"\n\nWith that, she carried the cat over to her bed, sitting down on the edge and laying him down across her lap.\n\n\"What do we think? 10 on the bare, and we'll leave it at that?\" Georgette suggested, pulling down the kitten's shorts, exposing his underwear.\n\n\"Yes, ma'am.\" Oliver mumbled, gripping the sheets of the bed.\n\n\"Excellent.\" She continued, pulling down his underwear as well, revealing his naked behind.\n\nTaking a moment to appreciate the sight, the poodle lifted her right hand up, and brought it down hard, the sound of her paw connecting with the anthro kitten's backside echoing throughout the room.\n\nOliver winced even she felt him smack him, knowing there was still 9 more to follow.\n\n\"Good.\" The canine began, raising her hand and striking his adorable bottom again.\n\n\"Girls.\" She followed up, with another spank, eliciting another reaction from the kitten.\n\n\"Do.\" She went on, giving him another smack.\n\n\"Not.\" Another one, making Oliver grip the sheets tighter.\n\n\"Raise.\" Another spank, causing him to bite his lip.\n\n\"Their.\"\n\nOliver could feel that she was being more assertive with her spanking than usual, like he actually was in trouble for something.\n\n\"Voices.\" She said, delivering a swift blow to his ass, causing the feline to yelp.\n\n\"At.\" She said, hitting him harder this time.\n\n\"Their.\" Came the next response and spank, befoeliciting she raised her hand even higher.\n\n\"Mommy!\" She finished, bringing down the hardest and last spank of them all.\n\n\"OW!\" Oliver cried out, feeling his rear end sting and burn with each strike.\n\nGeorgette didn't respond, and just laid a gentle hand on his reddened buttocks, patting and rubbing his sore bottom to comfort him.\n\n\"There, there. Good girl.\" She whispered, kissing the cat on his head.\n\n\"I'm sorry...\" He whimpered, tears forming in his eyes.\n\n\"It's alright, sweetie. We all lose our temper sometimes, but that's no excuse for bad behavior. Remember that the next time you want to throw a tantrum, okay?\" She said, picking the kitty up and setting him down in front of her.\n\n\"I will.\" He promised quietly, trying not to cry too much.\n\n\"And we certainly won't be acting that way when we're at the tea party, will we? I don't want my little princess embarrassing mommy like that.\" The poodle instructed him, making sure he was clear on what she wanted from him.\n\n\"No, mommy.\" He said, rubbing the tears from his eyes.\n\n\"That's my good girl.\" Georgette cooed, holding his face in her hands.\n\nOliver could only blush and nod, not wanting to ruin his chances at getting that comic.\n\n\"Now, let's get the little crybaby dressed.\" She said, turning her attention to the rest of the attire, the kitten doing the same.\n\nHe looked back to the dress, which still hung over the diaper.\n\nThe poodle grabbed hold of the latter, holding it up and shaking it at him, the kitten gulping nervously, his legs pressed together.\n\n\"Come on, lie down. We don't have all day.\" Georgette beckoned him, patting the area of her bed he had been spanked on, indicating him to lay down and present himself.\n\nTaking a deep breath, Oliver obliged, lowering himself to the ground, resting his head on the pillow.\n\nThe poodle did most of the work, removing his shorts and briefs and spreading his legs, placing the white diaper beneath him.\n\nOliver could only close his eyes and grip the pillow he was resting on, not wanting to look.\n\n\"Just relax, dear. It'll be over before you know it.\" Georgette said, lifting his legs up, allowing him to lay his lower half down on the padding.\n\nOliver took a few breaths to calm himself down as she sprinkled powder onto his genitals and butt.\n\nAfter that, she taped the straps around his waist and hips, making sure it was secure, the cat feeling the warmth of the crinkly plastic against his private parts.\n\n\"All done, dear.\" Georgette said, tapping the side of his diaper, causing him to jolt. \"See? Now wasn't that easy?\"\n\n\"I guess so...\" The embarrassed kitten admitted, slowly getting up, hearing the sounds of the padding moving with his legs.\n\nIt was definitely a lot thicker than he expected, and it was kind of difficult to walk around in it. He didn't think he stood much chance of escaping the situation now.\n\n\"Good. Now, let's see you try them on.\" She commanded, picking the pink and white frilly dress off the bed, holding it out for the kitten.\n\nOliver looked at the garment, then back at the poodle, who was awaiting his reaction.\n\nReluctantly, he reached out and held up the new frilly attire, taking a few moments to study it.\n\nThe skirt was shorter than the others, stopping a fair bit above his knees. Probably to show off more of the diaper.\n\n\"Go ahead, put it on.\" She told him, watching him intently. \"Or do you need mommy to help you, again?\"\n\n\"N- No, I can do it.\" He replied, slowly turning the dress around, looking for the openings.\n\nHe eventually found them, and carefully lifted the dress over his head, his paws poking out the ends of the sleeves.\n\nIt wasn't too difficult to get on over his torso, and once he got the head hole through, his orange fur poked through.\n\nGeorgette smiled as she helped him out, buttoning the back up and pulling the bow on the back to tighten it up.\n\n\"You look gorgeous, sweetheart! You'll be the center of attention!\" The mature canine complimented, holding his arms and doing a small spin, admiring his dress.\n\n\"Thanks, Georgette.\" He said, smiling awkwardly. In truth, he actually felt comfy, and even safe, being dressed up by her.\n\nHe'd never tell her, since she was already smug enough as is, and he didn't want to encourage her anymore than she already is.\n\n\"Now, for the finishing touches~\" She chimed, letting him go, and heading back over to the table of accessories.\n\nThe older dog picked up a hairbrush and some ribbon, and brought them back over to the younger pet, placing them on the bed.\n\n\"Let's do your hair.\" Georgette said, motioning the kitten to come over, which he did.\n\nOliver sat himself on the bed, and the poodle came over and began running the brush through his messy head fur, making sure each individual strand was straight.\n\nThis was the easy part. It was the tying up part that always hurt.\n\nShe started with a simple ponytail, which she did without any difficulty.\n\nOnce it was secure, she placed the bow in the center of the tie, and gave it a tug, which made the kitten wince.\n\n\"Ow! Easy...\" He groaned, not enjoying the pain.\n\n\"Oh, you big baby. You'll live.\" She teased, grabbing hold of his ears, folding them back, and tying a little pink bow onto each one.\n\nHe really did look like a little girly kitten, and she didn't even need the makeup this time.\n\n\"And we're all done, dear.\" The canine announced, standing the boy up and turning him around to face her.\n\n\"Do I look okay?\" He asked, feeling a little uncomfortable with the dress.\n\n\"Okay? Sweetheart, you look amazing.\" She responded, holding his hands. \"You're a natural at being a girl. I knew you'd grow into it.\"\n\nThe little kitty blushed and looked down at his feet, a little embarrassed.\n\n\"Now...\" She cooed, leaning down to look at him at eye level. \"I believe mummy is owed a nice \"thank you\" kiss~\"\n\nOliver knew what she wanted. She didn't even need to ask him for it, because they both knew what he was in for.\n\nGulping, the orange-furred boy reached up and took her by the cheeks, and closed his eyes, pursing his lips. But he couldn't bring himself to do it.\n\nThe older dog raised an eyebrow and chuckled.\n\n\"You don't want your gift, do you, dear?\" She said, smirking and crossing her arms. \"I could always just use it as fireplace fodder instead...\"\n\nHearing that, Oliver's eyes shot open, and he immediately shook his head, not wanting to imagine her wiping her throwing the priceless comic into the fire.\n\nKnowing it was destroyed was even worse than someone else having it.\n\n\"No, I'm sorry!\" He pleaded, looking up at her pleadingly.\n\nThe poodle decided to tease him more, and turned around, about to walk away, feigning disinterest, until...\n\n\"Ooooh, well, if you say so-\"\n\n\"NO!\" He shouted, reaching up and grabbing her hand, pulling her back.\n\nShe gave him a condescending and smug look, placing her hand on her hip.\n\n \"What did we say about raising our voice at mommy?\" She chided, pointing a finger at him.\n\nThe anthro kitten was silent, quickly letting go of her his eyes closed as he tried to calm down.\n\n\"S- Sorry...\"\n\n\"Does mommy's little princess want another smacked bottom? Is that why she's acting up?\" She continued, not giving him an inch.\n\n\"N- No, mommy... I'll be good.\" He promised, looking back up at her.\n\n\"Then prove it.\" Georgette said, leaning down again, holding his chin and tilting his head up, waiting for him to kiss her.\n\nWith that, the younger pet shut his eyes, and leaned forward, pressing his lips against hers.\n\nIt was torturous for the kitten, but at least it was quick and easy.\n\nThe canine smiled and stroked his head, in a somewhat authoritive manner, keeping him looking into her eyes.\n\n\"That's better. Now, you're on your last chance, young lady. I don't want to hear another peep out of you.\" She said, making sure the kitten understood that she was in control here. \"You will speak only when spoken to, and be on your best behavior. Understand, Olivia?\"\n\n\"Yes, mommy.\" Oliver replied, looking down at the floor, a little ashamed at himself.\n\nFor him, there was no winning this situation.\n\n\"Good. Now, we'd better get going. We don't want to keep the girls waiting, do we?\" Georgette said, picking him up and carrying him over to the door.\n\nThe trip downstairs didn't last long enough for the kitten. The longer he could stay away from this party of theirs, the better.\n\nBut he knew it was inevitable. Unless a miracle happened, like this was all a bad dream, she had a sudden change of heart, or even if they were kidnapped by someone like Sykes, he was going to be utterly destroyed on the inside.", "writing_bbcode_parsed": ""This is the one of me and dad when we went to Japan!" Jenny announced, pointing to the picture in her photo album of herself and a much older man standing in front of a tall mountain in the background, showing it to the smaller anthro kitten besides her.

Like with most of the other pages she had shared with him, Oliver's eyes lit up at the sight of his beloved owner & friend bonding with her father abroad.

"I like the color of the leaves." He said, referring to the changing foliage on the trees and blowing through the wind.

"Yeah, they're all different colors in Japan. Not just red and green, but yellow and purple and pink, too." The young lady responded, stroking her pet's head. "They're really pretty over there. Not like what we have in New York. I bet you'd like to see them sometime."

"Maybe if we do, then we could take some back with us and plant them here." He offered, which made the young human giggle at his adorable optimism.

"I don't think we have room for a whole tree in the house, Oliver. They don't really do well indoors, unless it's a tiny potted one." She explained, the pair of them laughing before returning to their quiet browsing through the photo album.

"Aww, I remember this." Jenny said, turning the page and coming across an image of her sitting on the floor, surrounded by various stuffed animals. "It was my birthday 3 years ago, and I got all these toys from the other kids in my class."

"How old were you?" Oliver asked.

"5." She replied, looking at the picture. "I'm really glad we didn't have any cameras in our houses back then, or else I'd have more embarrassing stuff about me..."

The younger kitten rubbed the back of his head at the idea of photographed humiliation.

"Yeah, I know how that feels..." He muttered, recalling the devastating little "playtimes" that Georgette set up for him a little while ago, and how much he wished to forget it.

No matter how much better he felt afterwards or how she chose to reward him, he wished he never agreed to doing either of them.

Speak of the devil, the sound of expensive heels clinging down the stairs caught the girl and kitten's attention, signalling her grand entrance.

Sure enough, the pristine mature anthro poodle graced the two kids with her presence, sporting a brand new lavish attire.

She wore a pink long-sleeved shirt, sky blue jeans and dark brown high-heeled shoes, all topped off with a gold necklace around her neck, matching her new earrings.

"Hello there, darlings~" She cooed gracefully, leaning on the banister halfway down the stairs, striking a model-like pose.

"Oh, hi Georgette." Jenny said, closing her photo album as she turned around. "We're looking through our old album. Wanna see it with us? We were just about to look at the stuff I got for my 5th birthday."

"Hmm..." The elegant canine pondered, placing a hand under her chin, pretending to consider the offer, rolling her eyes to her real target.

Oliver could see she was looking at him, and that sinister look on her eye gave him anxiety of what she was thinking.

"Actually, I was hoping to see Olivia- pardon me; Oliver. You don't mind if I borrow him for a bit, do you?" She said, putting on her most charming smile.

The kitten knew what she was referring to and was dreading her proposal. He was also hoping Jenny would object to her request, but alas...

"Oh, sure! We were almost done looking at my album anyway. We can talk later, okay?" Jenny answered on his behalf, completely oblivious to the impending activities.

"Thank you, dear." The older dog said, turning back to her little prey, smiling and beckoning him with a single finger. "Come with me, dear. We have a lot to discuss."

He really didn't want to. He wanted to tell Jenny what she had planned for him and get her to convince her to call it off. But he couldn't.

For one, telling him that he was being dressed up like a little girl and having a photoshoot of him being done by the poodle and her ritzy friends was too embarrassing.

But also, as much as he resented her for it, he knew Georgette really looked forward to these things, and it made her so happy whenever she did them to him.

"Alright..." He muttered, hopping off the sofa and following her upstairs.

"Have fun, Oliver!" Jenny called out as the two pets disappeared.

"He will~" Georgette chimed with glee as they ascended the stairs. "Or rather, SHE will~"

The second he stepped foot into his sister figure's bedroom, Oliver knew he was doomed.

All around him, he saw various outfits, shoes, hats, jewelry, make-up and accessories, some of which he was sure Georgette had purchased specifically for her "little princess".

He gulped nervously as he looked around, spotting a familiar pink and white frilly dress sitting in the middle of her bed.

"Don't just stand there, darling." Georgette's voice snapped him back to reality, even more so when he gelt her hand gently push him forwards to the lavish sleeping quarters. "We've got a special day ahead of us~"

The second the bedroom door was closed behind them, Oliver was pushed onto the bed, the weight of his body pressing down on the soft mattress and sinking in.

He tried to get up, but felt Georgette's paws pushing him back down.

"Hold on, just listen to what I'm going to propose, before you get all mopey." She instructed, letting the poor kitten sit up. "Now then, my little princess, as you may have guessed, your big sissy is going to do her usual routine and play dress-up with you, but today's going to be a little different than before..."

The little orange feline could only imagine what she meant by that, but he wasn't sure if it was good or bad.

"Since you've gotten so much better at acting like a cute little doll for mommy, I thought it would be time for a little..." The poodle began, picking up a flyer from the dresser and bringing it to the kitty for him to witness his own torture. "Maternal~"

"W-What do you mean?" Oliver asked, looking at the pamphlet, reading it over.

"As you can see, I've decided to take you to a littlr tea party." She clarified, enjoying the look of despair on his face as he saw exactly what he had in mind for him and his alter ego.

Sure enough, the picture showed a bunch of ladies with their daughters (and possible cross dressing boys) at a fancy table filled with cake and teacups.

But it was the detail around the smaller and/or younger girls' waists that gave away her plan for spicing up their little game. The soft plastic padding all either plain white/pink or decorated with flowers, hearts and/or stars that even he could tell they were too old for.

"W-Wait, no! I don't want to wear a dia-" Oliver began to protest, but was silenced by the anthro poodle shushing him, holding a finger over his mouth.

"Shhhh, no need to raise your voice, Olivia~" She reassured him, patting him on the head. "Mommy's already got it all figured out for you."

Georgette took hold of the pink and white frilly dress, holding it out for him to see, the kitten's eyes widening in fear when he saw what was lying beneath it.

Sure enough, to his dismay, there was a little white diaper, complete with a pink ruffle, a little white bow, and a heart-shaped design at the crotch area.

"I picked out a nice, fresh, clean one just for you~" The older canine said, picking the babyish garment off her bed and holding it up for the little cat to see closer.

It was his size, and looked similar to the ones the other little girls were wearing in the flyer.

"And if you're wondering, yes, the little party is in honor of the toddlers and infants... Well, "toddlers" and "infants". They're all around your age, but they find them quite comfortable." She continued, teasing him with the added detail. "In fact, the little boy in the pink and purple dress is the same age as you. Isn't that nice, honey?"

Oliver's eyes widened and his cheeks burned red as she went on, knowing what she was implying.

It was then that he finally stood up with a fierce gaze, looking at her smug mug in the eye defiantly.

"No way!" He shouted, standing his ground. "That's crossing the line, Georgette! The dresses & makeup, showing me off to your friends and your gross kisses were bad enough!"

The poodle raised an eyebrow at this newfound courage, clearly neither impressed with his sudden confidence, nor taking him seriously.

"But I will NOT let you put me in a diaper, just so you and your friends can make fun of me! I'm sorry, but I'm not doing it! It's not happening, so there!" He finished, his fists balled up at his sides.

"Well, if that's your choice, sweetie..." Georgette assured, the cat's eyes lighting up as she set the diaper aside.

She intentionally bent over in front of him when he put it down, showing off her ass in her tight jeans, probably to entice him to doing it.

It didn't work too well, if that was her plan, since all she succeeded in doing was making Oliver turn around and cover his eyes with his paws, trying not to look at her rear end.

Whether it was out of being a gentleman or trying not to succumb to his deep-rotted desires.

"It's a good thing I kept the receipt." She said, walking up to the head of her bed, where her many pillows sat.

Hearing her say this, the cat let out a sigh of relief and turned back round, looking pleased that he finally stood up to her and she took "no" for an answer.

"Y- Yeah, well... Y- You should've asked be- before you bought it!" He stuttered, regaining his composure and pointing a finger at the mature dog, who had her back turned to him.

"Hmm?" She hummed sarcastically, picking up one of her larger pillows, the side facing him obscuring whatever she was looking at, which caused him to become a little curious what she was going for. "Oh, the diaper?"

The poodle chuckled to herself, reaching down to grab whatever she was hiding from him.

"No, no, that cost means nothing to me, sweetie..." She continued condescendingly, picking up something that sounded like the rustling of plastic packaging and thin paper, before the secret content was revealed. "I was referring to this~"

Oliver took one look at what it was and his jaw hit the floor.

"O- Oh... My..." He breathed out, unable to believe what he was seeing.

Before him, the older canine held up a one-of-a-kind, limited edition, mint-condition, exclusive, original version of the rarest comic of the Wildcat series he had become so fond of.

"I- Is that..." He began, slowly stepping closer to her, his eyes locked onto the priceless artifact, his tail wagging uncontrollably. "Is that a real first edition of #1 of the Wildcats?!"

She just nodded, savoring his stunned yet passionate reaction.

"It took a bit of searching and cost a pretty penny. I just thought it'd be a nice reward for after our tea party, if you behaved well. But..."

The canine let out a loud, exasperated sigh, looking down at the comic and shaking her head, as if disappointed.

"It's a shame you don't want it THAT much..."

The anthro cat's ears perked up and he immediately shook his head and waved his paws in front of him frantically.

"No, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait!" He pleaded, trying his best to reach up to the comic's level, his fingers twitching as he attempted to grab it.

"I'm sure a more grateful and better behaved girl would be deserving of a gift like this." Georgette stated, turning away and walking off, feigning disinterest.

"Wait, please, I- I want it, really! I do, honest!" The desperate kitten called out, following her, his hands together as he begged for the precious comic book.

"Hmm, are you sure, sweetie?" She asked, looking down at him and smirking, seeing the little feline nodding and pawing at her arm, desperately wanting the fictional work like his life depended on it. "Because only good, polite, diciplined, well-behaved girls can have gifts from their mommy. Not angry boys who shout and say "no" when they're asked to dress up in nice, pretty, frilly clothes and look their best for her parties..."

This seemed to do the trick, as Oliver took a deep breath, and closed his eyes, resigning to his fate.

"I'm sorry... Mommy." He said, slowly opening his eyes and giving her the best puppy dog eyes he could muster. "Can you forgive me?"

The adult poodle's smug smile turned into a warm, motherly one, and she bent down, pulling the kitten into her arms.

"Of course, sweetheart." The poodle cooed, stroking his head. "You know mommy can't stay mad at you... After your spanking, that is."

His ears perked up again, this time in confusion.

"Sp- Spanking?" He questioned.

"Well, you did have an attitude and talk back to your mother, didn't you, young lady?" She reminded him, tenderly and sternly. "That's not how a good girl behaves. But don't worry, I'm sure a few swats will teach you some manners."

With that, she carried the cat over to her bed, sitting down on the edge and laying him down across her lap.

"What do we think? 10 on the bare, and we'll leave it at that?" Georgette suggested, pulling down the kitten's shorts, exposing his underwear.

"Yes, ma'am." Oliver mumbled, gripping the sheets of the bed.

"Excellent." She continued, pulling down his underwear as well, revealing his naked behind.

Taking a moment to appreciate the sight, the poodle lifted her right hand up, and brought it down hard, the sound of her paw connecting with the anthro kitten's backside echoing throughout the room.

Oliver winced even she felt him smack him, knowing there was still 9 more to follow.

"Good." The canine began, raising her hand and striking his adorable bottom again.

"Girls." She followed up, with another spank, eliciting another reaction from the kitten.

"Do." She went on, giving him another smack.

"Not." Another one, making Oliver grip the sheets tighter.

"Raise." Another spank, causing him to bite his lip.

"Their."

Oliver could feel that she was being more assertive with her spanking than usual, like he actually was in trouble for something.

"Voices." She said, delivering a swift blow to his ass, causing the feline to yelp.

"At." She said, hitting him harder this time.

"Their." Came the next response and spank, befoeliciting she raised her hand even higher.

"Mommy!" She finished, bringing down the hardest and last spank of them all.

"OW!" Oliver cried out, feeling his rear end sting and burn with each strike.

Georgette didn't respond, and just laid a gentle hand on his reddened buttocks, patting and rubbing his sore bottom to comfort him.

"There, there. Good girl." She whispered, kissing the cat on his head.

"I'm sorry..." He whimpered, tears forming in his eyes.

"It's alright, sweetie. We all lose our temper sometimes, but that's no excuse for bad behavior. Remember that the next time you want to throw a tantrum, okay?" She said, picking the kitty up and setting him down in front of her.

"I will." He promised quietly, trying not to cry too much.

"And we certainly won't be acting that way when we're at the tea party, will we? I don't want my little princess embarrassing mommy like that." The poodle instructed him, making sure he was clear on what she wanted from him.

"No, mommy." He said, rubbing the tears from his eyes.

"That's my good girl." Georgette cooed, holding his face in her hands.

Oliver could only blush and nod, not wanting to ruin his chances at getting that comic.

"Now, let's get the little crybaby dressed." She said, turning her attention to the rest of the attire, the kitten doing the same.

He looked back to the dress, which still hung over the diaper.

The poodle grabbed hold of the latter, holding it up and shaking it at him, the kitten gulping nervously, his legs pressed together.

"Come on, lie down. We don't have all day." Georgette beckoned him, patting the area of her bed he had been spanked on, indicating him to lay down and present himself.

Taking a deep breath, Oliver obliged, lowering himself to the ground, resting his head on the pillow.

The poodle did most of the work, removing his shorts and briefs and spreading his legs, placing the white diaper beneath him.

Oliver could only close his eyes and grip the pillow he was resting on, not wanting to look.

"Just relax, dear. It'll be over before you know it." Georgette said, lifting his legs up, allowing him to lay his lower half down on the padding.

Oliver took a few breaths to calm himself down as she sprinkled powder onto his genitals and butt.

After that, she taped the straps around his waist and hips, making sure it was secure, the cat feeling the warmth of the crinkly plastic against his private parts.

"All done, dear." Georgette said, tapping the side of his diaper, causing him to jolt. "See? Now wasn't that easy?"

"I guess so..." The embarrassed kitten admitted, slowly getting up, hearing the sounds of the padding moving with his legs.

It was definitely a lot thicker than he expected, and it was kind of difficult to walk around in it. He didn't think he stood much chance of escaping the situation now.

"Good. Now, let's see you try them on." She commanded, picking the pink and white frilly dress off the bed, holding it out for the kitten.

Oliver looked at the garment, then back at the poodle, who was awaiting his reaction.

Reluctantly, he reached out and held up the new frilly attire, taking a few moments to study it.

The skirt was shorter than the others, stopping a fair bit above his knees. Probably to show off more of the diaper.

"Go ahead, put it on." She told him, watching him intently. "Or do you need mommy to help you, again?"

"N- No, I can do it." He replied, slowly turning the dress around, looking for the openings.

He eventually found them, and carefully lifted the dress over his head, his paws poking out the ends of the sleeves.

It wasn't too difficult to get on over his torso, and once he got the head hole through, his orange fur poked through.

Georgette smiled as she helped him out, buttoning the back up and pulling the bow on the back to tighten it up.

"You look gorgeous, sweetheart! You'll be the center of attention!" The mature canine complimented, holding his arms and doing a small spin, admiring his dress.

"Thanks, Georgette." He said, smiling awkwardly. In truth, he actually felt comfy, and even safe, being dressed up by her.

He'd never tell her, since she was already smug enough as is, and he didn't want to encourage her anymore than she already is.

"Now, for the finishing touches~" She chimed, letting him go, and heading back over to the table of accessories.

The older dog picked up a hairbrush and some ribbon, and brought them back over to the younger pet, placing them on the bed.

"Let's do your hair." Georgette said, motioning the kitten to come over, which he did.

Oliver sat himself on the bed, and the poodle came over and began running the brush through his messy head fur, making sure each individual strand was straight.

This was the easy part. It was the tying up part that always hurt.

She started with a simple ponytail, which she did without any difficulty.

Once it was secure, she placed the bow in the center of the tie, and gave it a tug, which made the kitten wince.

"Ow! Easy..." He groaned, not enjoying the pain.

"Oh, you big baby. You'll live." She teased, grabbing hold of his ears, folding them back, and tying a little pink bow onto each one.

He really did look like a little girly kitten, and she didn't even need the makeup this time.

"And we're all done, dear." The canine announced, standing the boy up and turning him around to face her.

"Do I look okay?" He asked, feeling a little uncomfortable with the dress.

"Okay? Sweetheart, you look amazing." She responded, holding his hands. "You're a natural at being a girl. I knew you'd grow into it."

The little kitty blushed and looked down at his feet, a little embarrassed.

"Now..." She cooed, leaning down to look at him at eye level. "I believe mummy is owed a nice "thank you" kiss~"

Oliver knew what she wanted. She didn't even need to ask him for it, because they both knew what he was in for.

Gulping, the orange-furred boy reached up and took her by the cheeks, and closed his eyes, pursing his lips. But he couldn't bring himself to do it.

The older dog raised an eyebrow and chuckled.

"You don't want your gift, do you, dear?" She said, smirking and crossing her arms. "I could always just use it as fireplace fodder instead..."

Hearing that, Oliver's eyes shot open, and he immediately shook his head, not wanting to imagine her wiping her throwing the priceless comic into the fire.

Knowing it was destroyed was even worse than someone else having it.

"No, I'm sorry!" He pleaded, looking up at her pleadingly.

The poodle decided to tease him more, and turned around, about to walk away, feigning disinterest, until...

"Ooooh, well, if you say so-"

"NO!" He shouted, reaching up and grabbing her hand, pulling her back.

She gave him a condescending and smug look, placing her hand on her hip.

 "What did we say about raising our voice at mommy?" She chided, pointing a finger at him.

The anthro kitten was silent, quickly letting go of her his eyes closed as he tried to calm down.

"S- Sorry..."

"Does mommy's little princess want another smacked bottom? Is that why she's acting up?" She continued, not giving him an inch.

"N- No, mommy... I'll be good." He promised, looking back up at her.

"Then prove it." Georgette said, leaning down again, holding his chin and tilting his head up, waiting for him to kiss her.

With that, the younger pet shut his eyes, and leaned forward, pressing his lips against hers.

It was torturous for the kitten, but at least it was quick and easy.

The canine smiled and stroked his head, in a somewhat authoritive manner, keeping him looking into her eyes.

"That's better. Now, you're on your last chance, young lady. I don't want to hear another peep out of you." She said, making sure the kitten understood that she was in control here. "You will speak only when spoken to, and be on your best behavior. Understand, Olivia?"

"Yes, mommy." Oliver replied, looking down at the floor, a little ashamed at himself.

For him, there was no winning this situation.

"Good. Now, we'd better get going. We don't want to keep the girls waiting, do we?" Georgette said, picking him up and carrying him over to the door.

The trip downstairs didn't last long enough for the kitten. The longer he could stay away from this party of theirs, the better.

But he knew it was inevitable. Unless a miracle happened, like this was all a bad dream, she had a sudden change of heart, or even if they were kidnapped by someone like Sykes, he was going to be utterly destroyed on the inside.", "pools_count": 1, "title": "Olivia & Company: Mommy & Me Part 1", "deleted": "f", "public": "t", "mimetype": "text/rtf", "pagecount": "1", "rating_id": "2", "rating_name": "Adult", "ratings": [ { "content_tag_id": "4", "name": "Sexual Themes", "description": "Erotic imagery, sexual activity or arousal", "rating_id": "2" } ], "submission_type_id": "12", "type_name": "Writing - Document", "guest_block": "f", "friends_only": "f", "comments_count": "3", "views": "595" }