THWACK!  Tyler slammed the door to his room and immediately locked it.  The young fox cub knew that his parents hated it when he slammed his door, but he didn't care in this moment.  "Stupid Jason!" he yelled into his pillow, letting out a primal scream.  

	Minutes earlier, Tyler's older brother, Jason, had been picking on him by calling him names.  Usually, the 8-year-old cub would ignore them, but one of them had stung more than he cared to admit.  "Bed-wetter," he'd called him.  Jason knew that he was sensitive about having to wear GoodNites for his occasional accidents.  When Tyler called him out for wetting the bed at the same age, Jason had pushed him down.  He hadn't wanted to, but the young cub started crying.  

	So here he was, sobbing into his pillow like, well?a baby.  If his parents were home, he would've told them about his brother, but they were overseas on vacation.  Even if he called them, they wouldn't be able to answer their phones.  Why did Jason have to be such a butt?

	Hours later, Tyler woke up, his pillow soaking wet from his tears.  Apparently, he'd cried himself to sleep.  What time was it?  "Midnight!?" he exclaimed, pulling out his phone, the bright light forcing him to squint in the darkness of his room.  The bright phone had one other surprising secret to hold, as he adjusted his eyes to its light.

"Unread text messages?"  This was weird.  The young fox had friends that would occasionally text him, but he'd never had any of them text him during summer.  "Number unknown?  Maybe Mom and Dad found a phone that could text overseas!"  As the kit read the message, however, his face scrunched up in thought.  This was not his parents?  "'New app.  Tired of being bullied?  Try Magic Wand!  It uses aether and the user's anger to power its reality-changing powers!  Click here to try!'"
	
	"I might be a kit, still, but I wasn't born yesterday!" he said, scoffing and setting the phone down.  As he started to sit up, his phone vibrated, lighting up once more.  '1 new message.'  Curious, the cub read it, "'As a 1 time trial offer, this spell is on the house'?What spell?"  The phone vibrated once more.  This time, his heart was pounding as he read through it.  "'Check your brother's room'?No?it couldn't be."

	Tyler stared suspiciously at his phone, but decided it couldn't hurt to check.  He crept down the hallway, phone in his paw.  Surprisingly, his brother's door was wide open.  Typically, his brother had not only closed his door, but also locked it.  He knew because last week, he'd tried to get his Wii U out of his brother's room, but couldn't, even when his older brother was out of the house.

	As the young cub crept closer, his mouth was agape, blinking over and over as if to verify what was right before him.  Jason was wearing one of his GoodNites.  Not only that, but there was an open package of them right next to his bed.  He'd wondered where his spare box had gone.
	
	Once more, his phone lit up, although it strangely hadn't vibrated.  '1 unread message.'  "'Just to be clear, the free spell was unlocking the door.  Click here to download.'"

	Thousands of questions raced through the cub's mind, but all doubts disappeared as he thought back to this afternoon, when Jason had called him a bedwetter.  Without another second's hesitation, Tyler clicked the download button.  

His phone went completely dark, and it may have just been his imagination, but the entire room went with it, turning a shade of dark he'd never experienced before.  When he blinked, his phone was still in his paw, and along with it, there was a small black rod, almost like a stylus in size and appearance.

The light returned to his phone and with it, a message read across the screen, "thank you for downloading."  As soon as he'd finished reading, a strange image now infiltrated his screen.  It was a picture of the rod in his paw with some sort of progress meter which was nearly full.  Above the bar, it read, "'Level 0 - to next level.'"  

It was a lot to take in, but Tyler didn't want to waste any time.  He had a general idea of what to do, somehow.  As he waved the tiny rod at his brother, he envisioned what he wanted to happen.

Jason breathed heavily, curling up in a ball on the toilet seat of his school.  "No, please.  Not again," he cried, sobbing into his paws as shadows crept to the door.   

All of a sudden, the stall door burst open, and the fox was grasped from his hiding place by large paws.  "What do we have here?" a deep masculine voice cried, "a bedwetter fox?"

Jason looked down, and he was completely naked, except for a GoodNite.  He watched in horror as he watched the stars slowly fade from it.  "No!  No!  I'm a big boy!  I don't wet the bed anymore!" he cried in vain as the disembodied voice immobilized him and kept him from covering his shame.

A grin crept across Tyler's face as he slowly watched this scene play out in front of him.  He could hear his brother's soft protests as he watched his brother wet his GoodNites in front of him.  "Serves him right!" he harrumphed, switching his phone to the camera mode and capturing a video of the scene in front of him.  

"No!  No!" I'm a big boy!  I don't wet the bed anymore!" Jason mumbled, tossing in his sleep.  

"Oh my god!  This is too perfect!" Tyler said, giggling.  He couldn't have hoped for better from this.  

"Wh-what?" Jason mumbled, slowly coming to conscious to a strange smell.  "No!  Not again!" he cried, sitting up in his sheet and grasping his crotch futilely.  At first, he didn't notice his younger brother in the room, but out of the corner of his eye, he saw a small red light.  "What the fuck are you doing in here, twerp!?  Get out!" he yelled, throwing one of his pillows at the cub, embarrassed and furious all at the same time.

"No way!" Tyler proclaimed, leaving his phone recording as he stowed it in his pocket, "you gave me shit earlier for being a 'bedwetter.'  Little did I know, my 17-year-old brother still wet his bed too!  I think I deserve an apology!"

"Fuck off!" Jason yelled, trying his best to cover his shame while shoving his brother towards the door.  "I don't owe you shit!  You do wet the bed!"

Tyler was pissed.  Here his brother was, standing in a wet GoodNite, calling HIM a bedwetter?  No, he wouldn't stand for that!  A ding went off in his pocket, and the cub remembered the rod.  He pulled it out, and something was strangely different about it, but he didn't care enough in this moment to inspect it.

"What the fuck is this?  Get out!  I'm not going to play your stupid Harry Potter game!" Jason yelled, moving to shove his little brother again.

Tyler swished the wand in the air at his older brother and when Jason went to shove him once more, he was pushed back instead.

"What?" Jason said as he tumbled back onto his bed.  He did a double take.  His little brother was just standing there with a shit-eating grin on his face, completely unfazed.  He stood up once more, trying to shove the little twerp again, but he simply found himself flying backwards back onto the bed once more.  "What did you do!?"

"None of your business!  Now apologize!  Or this is going to get a lot worse!"

"Hell no!  Get the fuck out of my room before I thrash you!"

"If that's how you want to do this."  Tyler flicked his wand at the package of GoodNites, then pocketed his wand and approached his brother, knowing that he was completely safe as Jason threw a punch square at his face.  

"YOWCH!" Jason cried, whimpering and clutching his paw.  "No!  Get away!"

"Nope, no way!" With one paw, Tyler successfully held his older brother down against his thrashing, grabbing one of the plastic garments beside the bed.  With little effort, his free paw disrobed the wet GoodNite from his older brother's rear.  He focused his efforts then on lifting his older brother's legs into the air as he slid the new plastic garment under his brother.  "Last chance!  Apologize!"

"Hell no!  Fuck you!" Jason cried.  His voice was less irritated and more terrified at this point.  Instead of fighting off his brother, he focused on covering his penis.  He couldn't tell what his brother was doing, but it was scary.

"Fine." Tyler said with an air of finality as he easily flicked away Jason's paws.  Moments later, he finished wrapping up his older brother in a much bulkier, much more childish version of the GoodNite that he'd had on previously.  It was thick enough that he'd had to spread his brother's legs a little just to get it on.  Additionally, unlike the blue military fatigue print that was on the GoodNites, this one had stars, baby bottles, and pacifiers.  In the process of diapering his brother, he noticed how small his brother's cock was, but he didn't make a remark on it just yet.  "If you want to keep calling me a bedwetter, then I guess you'll get to be a full-time wetter until you learn your lesson."

"What!? No!  Get this off of me, you freak!" Jason pawed and scratched at the tapes to no avail.  He tried kicking and pushing it off of him, but none of it seemed to be working.  

"Nope!  Not until you learn your lesson.  Good night, BED WETTER!" Tyler yelled at him as he slammed his brother's door behind him.  

As soon as he was out of sight, the young cub started panting.  That was amazing!  He was shaking!  Adrenaline ran through his body and he felt a strange feeling in his crotch.  A tent had formed in the front of his pants, something he'd never experienced before.  A vibrating in his pocket grabbed his attention.  His phone read "max video size reached.  Auto cancelled."  A strange urge overcame him, and he went to the bathroom, disrobing.  He didn't know why, but he knew that he needed to this.  He played the video, watching his brother slowly wet his diaper, listening even as it went dark and he could hear Jason struggling against him, powerlessly.  His paw found his way to his cock, stroking it over and over as he thought about his older brother wetting his diaper with that tiny little cock of his.  Then, a feeling of exhilaration came over him as, for the first time in his life, Tyler orgasmed.

Hours later, Tyler awoke to a banging on his door.  In a panic, the cub looked down at his sheets.  Thank goodness!  He'd forgotten to wear his GoodNite that night, but he was dry.  His parents would always bang on the door in the morning when he'd locked it since one time, he'd tried to hide his wet GoodNite.  But his parents were gone?

"Open up!" Jason called from the other side of the door.  "I need you to undo this thing!  I can't get it off!"  

"Wait, that wasn't a dream?" Tyler thought as he slowly got up to unlock his door.  As soon as he had, his door flew open, although he managed to step out of the way.

"Where the heck is that stupid wand of yours?  Use it to undo?this!" Jason said, pointing towards his crotch.  The older fox was wearing pants and a t-shirt, but they were fit to bursting and the top of the diaper peeked over the top.  It was obvious that the fox hadn't been able to remove it on his own.

Tyler remembered everything right then.  "Are you ready to apologize?"

Jason sneered.  "I don't need to apologize to a little twerp like you.  I'm bigger than you!  If you won't do it, then give me the wand, before I take it from you!"

"Nope!  You obviously haven't learned your lesson.  You can stay in it."

Jason calmed down at that moment, although his eyes betrayed his held-back rage.  "Look?come on?I can't be wearing this thing.  I have friends that I want to meet up with."

That was when Tyler noticed - Jason was doing the potty dance.  "Apologize."

"No!" Jason cried, wincing in pain.

"I guess you can just wet your diaper then.  I wonder what's more embarrassing?wetting a GoodNite at night when you're 8-years-old, or wetting your diaper when you're fully awake at 17?"

"Punk!" Jason said whimpering, reaching out in an obvious attempt to grab his younger brother, before a palor came over his face, "Oh, no!"  The larger fox let out a whimper and a loud hissing could be heard as his tail came and tucked itself between his legs.

"I guess you're the wetter in the family now, huh?"

"Sh-shut up!" Jason said in a defeated tone, whimpering, his eyes watering.

Tyler felt a pang of guilt hit him as he watched his older brother tear up.  "Listen?I'm sorry?you hurt my feelings.  Can't you just say I'm sorry too?"

Jason sniffled, not saying anything.

"Fine, fine?" Tyler pulled out the wand from his pocket and flicked it at his older brother.  "It's undone.  Just don't be mean to me anymore!"

As soon as he'd finished the sentence, Jason grabbed the wand from Tyler's paws.  "Hah!" he declared, waving it at his younger brother.  "What the hell!  Why isn't it working?"

Tyler was fuming.  In that moment, another ding went off in his pocket, and just like it had the first few times, he knew exactly what to do.  He reached out his paw in an open palm and the wand flew back into his paw.  He flicked it again at his older brother and the older fox fell to his knees.  "I guess you still haven't learned your lesson, yet.  I gave you a chance!  Now you're going to regret it!"

Jason was terrified.  He wasn't sorry, but he was ready to say it to placate this new change that had occurred in Tyler.  When he went to open his maw, however, only a muffled yip came out.  

"If you're going to be a baby about it.  Then fine, you get to crawl around and yip like a baby fox.  No more of these, either!" Tyler said with authority as he stripped his older brother down to just his diaper, which sagged heavily between his legs at this point.  

Jason made a series of yips in protest, trying desperately to say, "I'm sorry," but only muffled yewls and whimpers would come out.  

"If you're trying to say sorry, it won't work.  I know you don't mean it.  The spell only lets you say it when you mean it.  And when you do, it'll undo itself.  For now, I guess you're stuck wearing just a diaper.  I'd change you, but I don't think you're quite done with it yet."

Jason panicked, not sure what it meant.  But as he wondered, he felt a strange sensation in his rear.  Suddenly, his backside felt much warmer.  Defeated, he'd started crying in full force.  It couldn't be?had he just?  He had - the air was thick with it.  He'd messed himself.  

"There, there," Tyler said disparagingly.  "You can do some time being the baby brother for a little while.  I always wanted a baby brother anyway."

When Jason looked up at his younger brother, panic filled him.  His phone was out once more, and the red 'recording' light was on.  A hundred times, he tried saying "I'm sorry," but each time, kit noises were the only thing that came out.  All he could do was cry himself to sleep as his younger brother seemingly effortlessly carried him back into his bed.  He wanted to say that he noticed something different about it - bars?But he'd tired himself out.  He was up all night trying to take off the diaper.  He needed a nap.  And the weird thing was, he enjoyed this feeling.

Watching his older brother sleep in the oversized crib was strangely fulfilling for the young kit.  The arousal he felt the other night was just as intense now, knowing that he'd just forced his older sibling to soil himself.  "Jason?" Tyler asked in a low whisper, as if checking to see if he was awake.  

Moments passed, but Jason laid perfectly still aside from the rise and fall from his chest.  

At first, Tyler lowered his pants, seeing if it would elicit a response from the older fox.  Nothing.  His eyes focused on the tent in his pants.  He thought back to how he'd diapered his brother.  How much bigger his cock was than his, especially now.  A soft moan escaped his lips and he stifled it abruptly, making sure that his brother hadn't awoken from it.  Gently, he lowered his Funderoos and began to stroke the package within.  The feeling was just as intense as before, with the need to 'finish' being preeminent in his mind.  He felt himself begin to rock his hips instinctually into his paw.  There was an almost feral need to bite down on something that he couldn't explain.  With one arm, he grasped the cages of his brother's crib, thrusting his cock through the bars and imagining dominating his brother once more.  Then, with a grunt, he released his seed into the crib, landing almost perfectly on his older brother's chest and maw.

"Oh no," Tyler whispered, thinking that he'd just had an accident.  Last night, he'd climaxed, but nothing had come out.  He felt bad until he realized that it didn't quite smell the same.  It smelled more like musk - like his older brother did when he worked out.  This was something different.  It also looked different.  It was white and sticky and made his brother's fur clump up.  

Pulling up his Funderoos, Tyler hopped onto his brother's computer.  He had to know more about this.  Once it had booted up, he scoffed.  "Password, really?  Dad got this computer for both of us." He said as he blew a silent raspberry at his brother sleeping just a few feet away.  "No matter.  I'll just magic it away."

Tyler grabbed the rod out of his pocket, and made a halfhearted wave at the screen.  Something was wrong.  Every time he'd used the rod, it had 'told' him what to do.  This time, he wasn't certain.  He tried a few more times before giving up.  

"Maybe my phone can tell me," he reasoned, grabbing the phone from his pocket.  Before he could load up the browser, however, he noticed something different about the display.  The progress bar was further down than before.  "Level 2 - To next level," it read.  "I leveled up?  Twice?" He questioned.  As with most children his age, Tyler lost interest in his previous inquiry and began his track down this new rabbit hole.

This was his first time clicking on the actual app itself, and he wasn't entirely certain how to use it.  "Ah!  A guide!" he exclaimed, clicking through it and reading, 'You will slowly level up even if you do nothing, but you can gain extra xp through certain actions.  As you level up, new spells become available to you, although there are limits to how many times they can be cast.  To memorize a spell for the day, go into the spellbook and select a spell to be loaded into the wand.  Exceptions for known spells and limits on casting may be granted during 'profitable' encounters.'

Tyler browsed through the app, quickly finding the spellbook thereafter.  Many of the names were words that he'd never seen before.  "Conjuration?Abjuration?Transmutation?This is hard," he exclaimed.  While the cub liked reading, he was still only an 8-year-old and many of the bigger words were difficult for him.  Almost as suddenly as he'd uttered these words, the app seemed to reload itself.

"That's much better!" he said as he browsed the categories with their new names, "Trick Others, Force Actions, Make Stuff, Change Stuff, Know things, Other."  This was much easier to browse.  He noticed that there were only a few spells in each category.  

His search came to a halt when he found something that might be useful in the Know Things category - "Search - finds something nearby instantly."  Tyler knew that Jason had a habit of writing his passwords down somewhere because he always forgot them.  Plus, he wanted to try a spell.  Navigating the menu, he loaded the spell into his rod.  As soon as he had, he immediately knew what he had to do to cast it.  With a flick of the wand, a nearby drawer opened and a post-it note flew into his paw.  Curious, the cub tried to repeat the action, but found that he couldn't remember what he'd just done to cast it in the first place.  He quickly lost interest in the attempt and renewed his efforts on the computer.

"PW: Password1?Seriously?  I could've guessed that!" he muttered as he typed the password into the computer.  As soon as it got past the greetings message, a whole bunch of stuff that he didn't remember being on the computer loaded up.  Unperturbed, he started a Moogle search on what had just happened earlier, typing in, "penis gets bigger and white stuff comes out," which prompted a lot of search results, most of which he didn't understand.   Thankfully, one of the top results was a definition page.  Which led to further searches of that definition.  And then further still.  For a few hours, the fox kit was entranced by what he was reading.  What finally brought him out of his trance was a sudden pop-up on his screen.

"Yo Kai!  What's up?  You've been on for a while and you haven't said anything to me."

Tyler hesitated, not knowing what to do.  This must've been one of Jason's friends, but why was he calling him Kai?

"Is this about the other day?" the pop-up read.  "Sorry if I pushed you too hard, dude.  I know that you're just getting into this stuff?It can be hard at first.  I remember my first time, I felt so guilty about what I'd just done.  But you don't have to!  I love that kind of stuff, and so do a bunch of others!"

What was initially hesitation turned into curiosity as the cub typed out a message, "Yeah?it is scary.  I just learned about orgasms and I felt weird about how I was getting off."

"Wait?you mean you'd never cum before?  That's sorta adorable, dude.  I'm not gonna lie."

A deep blush crossed Tyler's face as he read it.  He didn't like being called adorable, usually, but like this was okay.  "Thanks." He typed.  He couldn't think of anything else to type that wouldn't give himself away.

"So, what happened?  What made you cum?"

Tyler panicked for half a second, not knowing what to say before eventually typing, "well, my brother's diapers."

"You mean you finally did it!?  Dude, I'm so jealous!  I wish I had a little brother who still wore diapers.  It's so cool that you can fit in them!"

Tyler wasn't sure what was going on.  He figured that what he'd typed would've confused the person on the other side of the line.  Did he know?  Then, it clicked.  His brother stole his diapers to wear them?He was cumming in his diapers!  Confusion ran rampant through his thoughts.  He had a million questions.  Maybe this stranger could answer them?  "Does everyone get off to diapers?"

"Haha!  Seriously?  No, dude.  Like 1% of people, tops.  You're special. *wink *wink.

What followed thereafter was an intriguing conversation where Tyler learned much more about his brother and a little about what was happening to him.  Apparently, his brother was an AB/DL, and he was having a hard time dealing with it.  Jason met the person speaking to him now on a teen baby website that doubled as an advice center.  From what Jason told this stranger, he was wetting the bed and discovered a lot about his fetish accidentally, so to speak.  Once their talk finished, Tyler thought it would be nice to share that video with this stranger.  He deleted the second half of it before sending, not wanting to tip the stranger off that he'd been involved.

"Holy crap!  This is so hot!  I wish I could wake up after having an accident like that!  That's so cool!"

Groans from behind the office chair alerted Tyler that his brother was waking.  "Hey, I gotta go.  Thanks.  Bye," he typed rapidly before shutting down the computer.  As a precaution, he loaded some more spells into his wand.  Something about the guide earlier made him think that the wand wouldn't always save him. 

Needy mewls grabbed his attention as he saw his older brother nosing the side of his cage.  Tyler walked closer, leaving the wand on the chair but keeping it in mind, in case anything should happen.  "Good morning, sleepyhead.  Ready to apologize?"

Jason looked at his younger brother with guilty eyes, shifting from the cub's gaze back to his diaper, repeatedly.

"What, you want me to change you?"

Jason nodded.

Tyler sighed, lowering the bars of the cage and reaching down to pick up his brother knowing that the enchantment he placed on him should make him light as a feather.  Something was wrong, however.  When he went to lift, his brother was quite heavy.  Moreso than he was able to lift.  It couldn't be? "Jason?why are you faking that you are still under the spell?"

Jason's eyes grew tears as he shook his head, as if denying it were true.  By the blush on his face, it appeared as if it were, however.

"You're wetter than before, too?that means you wet yourself on purpose."

Jason merely shaked more vigorously, his eyes darting from side to side.

Tyler leaned down over his brother, straddling his chest and pulled his muzzle in.

Jason became increasingly evident of his brother's tented Funderoos mere inches from his maw.  He wasn't sure what was happening, but his eyes were fixated on the tent that threatened to press against him.  "I'm sorry!" he cried.  "Look, the spell is broken!" he said nervously.  "No need to do anything rash!"

"Oh, don't worry.  You'll be the one with the rash if this keeps up." Tyler proclaimed.  A primal need came over him, very similarly to before.  Seeing his brother here, scared.  He'd learned something earlier and he wanted to try it.  Deftly, he lowered his Funderoos, tossing them by the wayside.

	Jason's eyes nearly popped out as he saw his brother's cock, dripping with pre.  "What are you doing?"

	"Don't deny that you want it?" Tyler said in a whisper, his paw grasping through his brother's diaper to feel the tented package beneath.  "Mine is bigger than yours.  Doesn't that mean I'm the big bro?  And big bro says what goes.  Big bro says open up for your baba."

	Jason gagged as his brother's cock very suddenly forced its way into his mouth.  His paws went to stop him but the young cub's efforts on his diapered cock muffled his efforts.  It took very little to swat his paws down.  Beside himself, he moaned into his little brother's cock.

	Tyler panted heavily, his thrusts going deeper with each attempt into his brother's maw.  He wanted to own his brother.  Dominate him.  From the conversation with the stranger, he knew just how to do it.  "You really are the bedwetter in the family.  With a cock as small as yours, I'm surprised that you could control it at all.  I think we need to keep you in diapers permanently until that cock of yours grows to be at least as big as mine was when I got to Kindergarten."

	Jason's continued moans made it evident that it was working.  Unbeknownst to him, his paws had bent in at his chest in the universal canine sign of 'I surrender.'  It did not go unnoticed to his brother.

	"Why don't you show how much you love your brother's cock, hmmm?" Tyler said with glee, accelerating his handjob through his older brother's diaper. 

	It didn't take long.  A loud yowl escaped Jason's maw, muffled by his brother's cock as he bucked over and over into the air, a sticky pile forming from his diaper to his bellybutton.

	"Good boy!" Tyler cried, switching his paw from his brother's diaper to his head, pulling his headfuzz in closer as he blew his load deep into his brother's maw.

	Moments passed in the afterglow.  Their eyes met in an awkward silence.  When Tyler pulled out, Jason said shyly, "can I?be alone for a bit?  Please?"

	Guilt.  "I-I'm sorry?Can't we just?" he stammered.

	"No?I want to be alone?Sorry, just?Go, please."

	"Okay?"