"Stop picking on Lily, Mark," I chastised the 4-year-old red dragon, shaking my finger at him.  In response, the serpent folded his arms and stuck his tongue out at me.  I sighed, kneeling down and placing my paws outstretched for the toy in his paw.  I gave him a moment, but he then turned around and walked away with the doll in his arms.  "Alright mister, that's enough.  Time out for you." I said in an assertive tone, leading him to the corner and pressing the button to raise the bars that would prevent him from leaving the corner.  He sneered at me as the wall went up, but not before I appropriated Lily's doll for her.  
	
Dealing with Mark was frightening, at times.  Sure, I'm 17 years older than him, but he weighed just as much as I did and was almost as tall, being a dragon and all.  Most of the cubs in this room were difficult, for one reason or another.  There were dragon children like Mark, of course, but there were also children that were just too much to handle for the other caretakers.  Being the only male that worked in the daycare, I got tasked with these cubs that didn't quite fit the mold.  Lily, for instance, wore diapers.  If she were a puppy, then this wouldn't be as much of an issue, but calves got to be quite big at her age and no one else could lift her safely.

Mark, in particular, didn't respect me because I was a stunted dragon.  My mother was a dragon but my father was a wolf.  This meant that while I still had scales like a dragon, I would never grow to be the 16 feet tall fire-breathing behemoth that Mark would eventually become.  My horns never got any bigger than Marks' were now.  Thankfully, that embarrassing fact was obscured by my father's traits.  I'd grown a decent mane that covered a lot of my more draconic features like my horn and tail spikes.  Most people just assumed that I was some other sort of hybrid, since dragons were so rare, even rarer for them to date outside their species.  How Mark had found out about me is anyone's guess.  

After a few minutes in time-out, I checked in with the beast himself, "are you going to behave now, Mark?"  He still wouldn't say anything and only pouted at me.  I breathed another sigh and called over to Lily.  "I think he's fine, now, but let me know if he keeps picking on you."  The bovine nodded, clutching her doll closely to her as she sped off to rejoin the other girls in a tea party they were having.  

I lowered the gate but the young dragon stayed silent, choosing to plop down nearby and stare.  Maybe he was just cranky?  He rarely said anything more than a syllable or two, but he was being especially quiet today.  It was almost nap time anyway.   

In another 15 minutes, I wrapped up everyone's games and got them in their sleeping areas.  Mark, however, was over by his backpack.  "Come on, Mark.  It's time to sleep for a little bit, okay?"  To my surprise, he brought a container.

"Here," he said, not offering further explanation before plopping down on his rest spot, actually quiet for once.

After everyone had been tucked in, I revisited the strange container.  It appeared to be a tea of some sort.  That was thoughtful.  I usually was in too much of a hurry to bring anything for myself, and when I wasn't, it was usually mistakenly drunk by one of the cubs.  It would be nice to have something other than water fountain tap water for once.  I took a few sips, admiring the taste.  It was a good blend of herbs.  Very relaxing.  My eyes grew heavy as I sipped the drink.  I could nap.  After all, the alarm would wake all of us up after about an hour and a half longer.  I let out a yawn, closing my eyes and letting everything go blank.

When I woke up, the room was still dark.  It was still nap time, apparently.  Sitting up, I felt very strange - cold, mainly.  A very confusing sight rose me from the typical stupor of my post-nap?bars raising.  As I came to my senses, I realized that I was in the corner and the bars were being raised on me!  My eyes shot to the button where a very pleased looking lizard in the employee uniform stood. No, wait?Was that Mark!?  He was wearing my spare clothes!  I opened my mouth to question what the meaning of this was, but as I spoke, only unintelligible babble came out.  I was saying the words in my head, but my mouth wouldn't properly form them.  It was like coming home from a dentist's visit x 1000.  

"Hi, drakey." He teased from behind the bars, waving with a huge smile on his face.  "Time to go back to napnap for you."  I tried to form a sentence to tell him to stop, but he walked out of the class without another word, leaving me alone to sit in silence.

I was still incredibly sleepy?and I was also incredibly cold all over, now.  As I looked down, my confusion turned to dread.  I was completely naked except for one of Lily's diapers.  Mark had stripped me down and put me in a diaper?  That wasn't all - I caught a glimpse of my tail spikes from my periphery and brought it forth to inspect?I was completely hairless!  I grabbed my mane, or at least, where there once was a mane, because all I could feel were my hatchling-like nubbed horns.  Oh no!

There was a mirror in the time-out corner and as I approached it, I dreaded what I would see.  What returned a shocked glance to me wasn't a 21-year-old dragon hybrid but what looked to be a dragon hatchling younger than Mark!  What was worse was that with the pink diaper, I would've guessed that this cub was a female.

Light blinded me from the mirror as the naptime wakeup alarm went off.  It was a gentle sort of noise, but the sudden light forced a couple cubs to wake up out of their naps.  As cubs often do, they noticed the new presence in the corner and came to investigate.  I tried to hide myself, but there wasn't anything really to hide with as I merely stood there and endured their gazes.

They started asking me nonspecific questions like why I was in the corner and what my name was, none of which I could answer even if I wanted to.  The feeling only got more uncomfortable as a somewhat familiar looking face reentered?but he wasn't wearing my clothes anymore.  He was redressed as a cub.  What's more, there was another caretaker with him?but not one that I recognized.  He was a muscular looking wolf.  Was this the new hire who was supposed to take some of these guys off my hands?

"Thanks for coming to get us, Mark.  That was very mature of you.  Everyone, my name is Cody.  Josh had to leave."

"No I didn't!" I wanted to say.  Instead, babyish noises came out of my mouth and it sounded like I was doing baby babble.

"And what's this little guy?" Cody asked, stepping closer as Mark followed closely behind.

"He's my baby brother!  It's his first day."

"Why is he in time-out, Mark?"

"He's a bad baby!" Mark said, shaking his finger at me very similarly to how I'd done to him earlier.

"I can see that." Cody said, pressing the button to release the bars.  As soon as the bars were up, I booked it?or at least, I tried to.  I took two steps before my legs got all wobbly and I fell over onto Mark.  My attempts at an apology fell on deaf ears as Mark let out a wail.  Without further warning, I was picked up by the muscular wolf and given a boop on the nose.  "It's okay, Mark.  It looks like it was an accident.  But this big guy's a little too big to be running around freely."

I whimpered, legitimately embarrassed that this wolf was able to manipulate my body so easily.  The feeling intensified as I was placed into a jumper meant to immobilize the younger kids.  I tried to climb out but my struggles only made me bounce around in the rolling toy.  What made it worse was that each subsequent bounce made me crinkle and forced me to remember that I was wearing a diaper.  

My struggles and babied protests continued for several minutes as the cubs started playing around, completely ignoring what they perceived as a baby in their midst.  My cries eventually caught the attention of Cody eventually, who tried to place a pacifier in my mouth to calm me down, but that obviously wasn't what I wanted!

"What's wrong with your brother, Mark?" he asked, obviously confused.

"I think he needs his baba!" he giggled, grabbing a familiar looking liquid from his backpack.  Only this time, it was in a baby bottle.

I kicked and tried to speak protests, but I think the wrong message was getting across, because Cody replied, "I think you're right, little guy."  Ignoring my protests, he placed the bottle against my mouth and I tried my best not to drink from it.  I shunned his attempts, moving my maw every which way.  Just as he was about to give up, a pair of paws grabbed me from underneath the romper and I began to laugh uncontrollably as Mark tickled my sides.  Meanwhile, Cody inserted the nipple and as the first drips of the tea went down my throat, the tickles subsided and I felt myself pass out once more.

I groaned when I woke up later, a huge headache as I struggled to focus.  Thoughts were difficult and all the images in the room were hazy.  My body felt weak and cold, except for my crotch.  As I felt myself being bounced up and down, I came to the slow realization that I was now wearing a very wet diaper.  The tea had sapped me and I couldn't find the energy to react appropriately even as I felt myself change from a set of furry hands into a set of scaly ones.  The further bouncing and the surprising comfort from the warm padding returned me to my blissful rest.

Once more, I drifted awake, feeling securements on me.  I was much more lucid now.  The numbing sensation was almost entirely gone.  As I studied my surroundings, I saw Mark sitting next to me, buckled into a car seat that was almost comically big.  I, too, found myself buckled in, but instead of the booster seat that he rode, I was in the full baby seat, fully fastened in.

"Wher-" I started to ask lazily, shaking my maw to shake off the residual numbness.

"Awww.  Is your friend awake, Mark?" a male voice asked from the front.

"Mmhmm!" the young drake replied, bringing himself closer to me and whispering a "shhhh" into my ear.

I had no idea what was going on.  Should I explain myself?  Then it dawned on me.  I was in a dragon's car.  If they found out I was some sort of half-breed adult in a diaper, this wouldn't turn out too well for me.

"Mark says your name is Cody.  I'm thinking we're going to need to get you some more boyish diapers, though.  Those princess ones don't suit boys.  I'm sure you'll love staying at our house for the summer.  Mark has always wanted a little brother."