Gary sniffled underneath the covers of his bedsheets.  "Stupid Ryan!" he bawled into his pillows.  The 7-year-old lion cub had just been spanked by his older brother for not giving up the remote.  It was the younger lion's turn still.  Mom and Dad put a schedule on the wall before they left on their trip for the summer.  Ryan rarely followed it, however, snatching the remote whenever he chose.

	Things would be different soon for the pair.  Gary had learned how to make a voodoo doll from his grandma and he intended on following through.  It had taken some time, but the last piece of the puzzle was completed.  The cub had been saving Ryan's mane trimmings until he could create a realistic duplicate from the doll.  He'd originally hesitated finishing it, but now that his brother was being a jerk, he wouldn't hold back.

	As soon as he'd finished gluing the hair on, Gary peeked out into the hallway and into the living room where his brother sat watching on the couch.  The young cub's mouth was agape as he saw that his older brother was watching the adult shows that their parents said he couldn't watch until he turned 16.  Prowling sneakily, he surveyed the area unnoticed to his brother.  

	Beside his brother was a soda.  "Time to test this out," Gary said to himself as he lifted the voodoo doll's paw to where the soda was.  The cub's heart soared as he watched his brother absentmindedly grasp the soda bottle.  With an inward giggle, Gary lifted the doll's paw over its head and flicked the wrist.

	"GAAAHHHH!" Ryan cried out as he dumped soda all over his head.  The teenage lion stood up and glanced around to find the culprit only to find the bottle still in his paws.  "I must've been really into it.  Weird."

	The older lion didn't even notice the snickering cub hiding in the corner of the room as he went to the bathroom.  "Serves him right," Gary giggled as he changed the channel back to his kids' program.  

	Gary's fun didn't last long, however.  Ryan finished with his shower after just a few minutes and was wrapped in just a towel when he came back out to the living room.  "What do you think you're doing?" the teen asked.

	"I'm watching," Gary said absentmindedly as he continued to watch his show.

	Ryan plopped down on the couch and snatched the remote from beside the cub, switching it to a different show.  "Beat it."

	Gary fumed as he stomped away back to his room.  What could he do to make it to where Ryan wouldn't keep doing this to him?   He obviously wasn't thinking long-term enough with the soda prank.  He stared at the voodoo doll and thought of a fun idea. 

	Meanwhile, in the living room, Ryan had turned the television back to his forbidden show.  He had no idea what was going on in the other room, but he was very quickly going to find out.  A very strange warm sensation covered his nethers down to his legs.  He glanced down only to see a growing wet spot forming all the way down the towel.  The lion yelped as he rushed back to the bathroom once more.  "I...I...pissed myself," the teen groaned, throwing the soaked towel into the bathtub.  It wasn't just a little, either.  It was his entire lower half.  How had he not noticed that he had to go?  The teen whimpered and reluctantly took a second shower being very diligent in cleaning the smelly fluid off of him.

	When he finished, he wrapped up in a new towel and went back to the living room.  Strangely enough, his little brother was nowhere to be seen.  He fully expected the little guy to be watching his kid shows again.  

	No more than 5 minutes later, Ryan felt the sensation once more as his towel was once more sporting a growing wet spot.  The process continued, although the teen was even far more worried when he came out of the bathroom.  He didn't even have to pee.  How was this happening?

	Once more he sat on the couch in just a towel and incredibly fussy from taking his third shower of the day.  This time, he was focusing on his crotch.  Nothing happened.  He wasn't even watching his show.  30 minutes passed and he realized that he'd missed one of his favorite shows by focusing on holding in pee that he didn't even feel.  After an hour, he'd relaxed a little, taking the occasional glance at the screen.  And it was in one of those glances that he felt the sensation once more.  The cat groaned, bursting into tears as he leapt into the bathroom.

	"How can this be happening?" the teen cried, curled up into a little ball against the door of the bathroom.  Out of the corner of his eye, he saw something familiar and all-too-appropriate - his Goodnites from 4 years ago.  He'd had one accident after drinking too much before bed and his parents freaked out.  Sniffling, the teen grabbed one.

	In the other room, Gary was laughing non-stop.  He didn't realize that the voodoo doll would work this well.  The cub had peed into a cup and was dunking the voodoo doll feet-first into it.  Every time the voodoo doll got wet, so would his older brother.  ''Maybe if he keeps wetting himself every time he watches tv, he'll stop'' the cub thought.  He'd just keep doing it until his older brother would stop coming to the couch.  

	Gary giggled as he snuck back out to the living room.  That was his brother's 4th shower.  His mane looked matted and ridiculous.  What's more, he wasn't even wearing a towel anymore.  He was just wearing shorts, now.

	The cub looked into his pee cup and made a little worried expression.  There wasn't a lot left.  He would have to use it sparingly.  The cub went back into his room and poured just a little bit of his pee onto the voodoo doll's crotch.  Enough that he should still need to change his pants.  Then he went back out to watch his brother cry in frustration, but, to his surprise, his brother was still sitting there.  He was shifting awkwardly, but he was still sitting there.

	Gary tilted his head in confusion.  Tentatively, he watched his brother as he poured the last little bit of pee directly onto the voodoo doll.  He furrowed his brow in dismay as he brother merely shifted uncomfortably.  His brother made a soft whimper, but otherwise, he looked completely fine.

	Then, the cub had a brilliant idea.  While he didn't have to pee anymore, he didn't know if Ryan had to.  Plus, he knew exactly what to do!  He watched as Ryan began to giggle uncontrollably, flailing all over the couch.  He was just tickling behind the doll's ears, but he knew that the teen wouldn't last long under that assault.

	The older lion whimpered, clutching his crotch in anguish as a steady stream of urine flowed into his already soaked Goodnites, forming a leak and eventually a puddle as he continued flailing, worsening the situation.  

	Once he looked spent, Gary hid the doll in his pocket before going to inspect his brother.  The older lion looked extremely guilty but was too exhausted to do anything more than pant heavily.  In the flailing, his shorts had dropped enough to expose his overflowing Goodnites.  The cub looked surprised, but his reaction was no difference as he giggled out, "Smile for mom and dad," clicking a stream of pictures.