"Wait. So, you're Coy Lee's daughter?", Timmy asked Vanessa, as she carried him through the winding corridors. The hedgie responded as she cradled the little raccoon in her arms, "Well, that's quite a story, sugah. Daddy Lee used to be an adult like I am now. Back then he liked to play exclusively with girl cubs. So much so, in fact, that he got one pregnant with me. After I was born, he was, shall we say, put off by my extra boy part". 				Vanessa gave a playful squeeze to the crotch of Timmy's fresh diaper before continuing, "But, eventually, his curiousity got the better of him. He started playing with me. And through that, he learned to that boy cubs were just as fun to play with". Timmy felt himself start to stiffen, but chose to ignore it, not wanting to mess his new diaper just yet. Instead he decided to continue the conversation, "And he chose to come to Playland after that?". Vanessa chuckled slightly, "Oh, no. He was arrested and was serving several life sentences. He was lucky that Cub Play Industries was looking for test subjects for what would become Playland. Daddy Lee jumped at the opportunity".						Timmy thought about this for a moment, digesting the information, before a question came to mind, "So how did you become a nurse here?". Vanessa pulled Timmy into a firm hug, "I would love to tell you the whole story, darlin, but I'm afraid we've arrived at our destination". They stood in front of a plain wooden door. To Timmy it looked liked every other door they had passed, but Vanessa seemed sure. She set him on his feet in front of the door.												"You ready, sugah?", Vanessa asked with an encouraging smile. Timmy took a deep breath and nodded, ready to meet his mystery guest. Vanessa opened the door and Timmy stepped through. 											"Hello, Timani".

	The room looked identical to the room where Timmy and Vanessa had 'met', except in place of changing tables, there was what the boy could only describe as a really tall, barless crib. The man sat on the end of it, his dangling legs just shy of an odd step sticking out of it. The man himself seemed vaquely familiar to him. He was a cheetah, with a lanky build, wearing just a pair of jeans. There appeared to be some other clothes and a pair of shoes in a bin beside the weird bed thing.									"It's good to see you in person, again. I've missed you", the man said, looking at Timmy with a fondness in his eyes. "I'm sorry, sir. I don't think I know you", Timmy replied, feeling rather uncomfortable. The man chuckled softly, "Oh, sorry, man. I was so happy to see you, I forgot for a moment that you wouldn't recognize me now that you're a cub". The little raccoon scrunched up his face, trying to understand, "So we knew each other before I came to Playland?". "We were boyfriends". "I-I, uh, have a boyfriend, though". "Oh I know all about Jess". "So, you're one of the people on the other side of the cameras?".				"Here, let me show you", the man said as he pulled a strange object out of the bin. The object was flat with a screen taking up most of the surface space. The man poked at the screen for awhile before turning it to Timmy. "That's Jess!", Timmy said, as the screen showed his kitten boyfriend being mounted by a kangaroo cub while he served customers at Coy Lee's restaurant. "Yep. And here's the playground, and the nursery, and even your bedroom", the man said as he made the device show different parts of Playland.			"Anyone outside of Playland can watch, assuming they pay anyway", the man said as he put the device back in the bin. "Why would anyone waana watch us, though? All we do is play with each other all the time", Timmy asked, struggling to understand. "Well, some people enjoy watching. In fact, you used to watch Playland all the time with me", he replied. 		Timmy took a moment, asorbing more information in one day than he could remember ever learning in his life. One thought rose above the others, though. "So, you came here because you wanted me to know that even though I forgot you, you have been watching my every move?", Timmy said, now more than a little uncomfortable around the man. "Whoa whoa, man! That's not at all what I'm here for!", the cheetah said, waving his arms in front of himself defensively, "I'm here because I finally raised the money to get myself into Playland. And... You made me promise that I would let you 'carry me in'".			"I wanted to give birth to you? Why?", Timmy said, now more curious than uncomfortable. "Well, like I said we were boyfriends. And we liked little boy cubs. So when we learned about Playland, we started saving money so we could go there. It's actually quite expensive. We originally were going to wait til we had enough to go in together, but then you got sick. Really sick. So we used what money we had to get you in. The procedure basically makes a new body for you so you wouldn't be sick anymore. Before you went through with it, you told me that when I got the cash together, you wanted to get pregnant with me. That way.."											"We could go in together!", Timmy said excitedly. The man smiled for amoment, but then frowned, "Of course, it's all up to you now. That's what you wanted then, but is it still what you want now?". Timmy's face scrunched up, "I was told that they wanted me to be a breeder, but I've never been pregnant before. There's so much work involved, things I would have to be worried about...". The man gave Timmy a concerned look, but let him work through his thoughts. "But! I'll try anything once! Let's do oit!". The cheetah cheered and suddenly pulled Timmy into a tight hug, "I knew you'd do it, man! I love you so much!". 		The man froze mid celebration, "Oh, I'm sorry. You don't know me like that anymore. I shouldn't have..". He sat Timmy back on his feet. The coon cub placed a paw on the cheetah man's forearm, "It's okay, I kinda liked it". They both stared into each others blushing faces before locking lips. They share a passionate kiss for a few moments before breaking for air. The man seemed unsure how to proceed, but Timmy just raised his arms, "Up! Up!". The cheetah chuckled lightly as he obliged and lifted the little coon onto his lap.				Timmy bounced happily on the cheetah's lap, as the man started petting him. The man was amazed at how soft his boyfriend's grey fur had become, having been used to a more bristley texture. Having become lost in thought, he didn't notice Timmy leading his paw until it reached the little coon's diaper. The man looked into the boy's eyes, "You sure?". Timmy nodded and gave the man's now noticable bulge a squeeze.					As the man moaned, Timmy reached down and started unstrapping his diaper. "Wait", the cheetah said, grabbing his paw, "Keep it on". "Okay," Timmy said, grinning mischieviously. He instead busied his little paws fishing the cheetah's barded rod out of hiding. As soon as paws met flesh, the man shuddered. He had waited so long for this soft, delicate little touch. He wanted to savor it, but the medical exam he had before Timmy arrived had left him hot and bothered.									The man started rubbing the cub all over, now focusing on the boy's lower back. His paw briefly brushed against Timmy's tail, causing the man to pause. "There's something I've always wanted to try," he said, looking to Timmy for permission. The cub nodded, feeling safe with the big kitty. As the little coon frees the man's member from it's hiding place, the cheetah starts fingering the tail hole of Timmy's diaper, widening it for future use.			Timmy examined the rods in his paws for a moment. Though not the biggest he had seen, that would be Vanessa's (by a wide margin), it was definitely bigger than any he had yet encountered in Playland. To be honest though, this was the first pure male adult he could remember meeting. And the cubs he had played with were definitely not slouches in that department. But even with this in mind, he quickly went to work slicking up as much of the rod as he could to ease the entry.									The man, for his part, had to concentrate so as not to simply tear through Timmy's diaper, the pleasure being more than he had prepared for. His now infant friend's tongue being so much softer than when they were together. But he powered through, nonetheless, having wriggled out a big enough gap under Timmy's tail to fit himself through but still get some nice contact with both the diaper and his tail. And just in time too, as the boy lifted his head, licking his lips from a tool well licked.								The man was about to ask again if Timmy was okay with this but the boy's eyes told him more than enough. The cheetah lifted Timmy up, turning the cub to face away from him, and angling his rod for the newly stretched hole. It was only then that Timmy noticed the full length mirror directly across the room from them. He was aware he was smaller than the cheetah man, but to actually see himself being held by his former boyfriend really made the raccoon feel small. 										He  was so caught off guard he barely noticed the man impaling him through the tailhole of his diaper and burying over half his lenth inside the boy's rear. The man chuckled as Timmy winced slightly, "Sorry, lil' guy. I was hoping that we could get the hard part outta the way real quick like. But I quess not". Timmy took a deep breath before responding, "It's okay, I just gotta get used to the... size".								The man followed the boy's gaze to the mirror, "Oh, heh! Not alot of people my size in Playland, are there? If... if you feel uncomfortable with continuing, just remeber that I'll stop the moment you ask". "No, no! I got this!", Timmy said, wincing through clenced teeth. The boy pushed with all his might, forcing himself down on the man's rod, finally making contact with his hips. The boy took a few deep breathes, his eyes resting on the cute shapes and colors in the reflection of his diaper.								The man calmly waited, content to flex his length inside the tightest tailhole he'd ever had. After a few minutes, Timmy started bouncing on his lap. Slowly at first, sort of just wiggling up and down, before gingerly placing his paws on the cheetah's arms and pulling himself upward. He climbed until only the tip remained inside, before slamming back down, causing both to moan out.										Timmy giggled as the man moaned out right past his ear, tickling the fringes. The cheetah froze for a moment, "Oh!", then moved his paws to the coon's soft tummy. "Is somebody ticklish?". The boy remained quiet, but the man could tell from his blushing reflection that he was right. As his fingers started groping and prodding gently at the boys ribs, the little coon tightened and spasmed upon the cheetah's barbed length.			Timmy watched himself bounce around wildly on the man's lap, laughing like diapered maniac at his own reflection. Aside from the lack of oxygen, it actually felt pretty amazing. The man seemed to notice the boy's need for air because he let up suddenly, much to the boy's dismay. 										"No! Keep going! It feels so good... Um...", Timmy trailed off, realizing for the first time that he didn't even know the man's name. The cheetah looked at the boy's face in the mirror, confused, before suddenly smiling. "Oh! Silly me! I was happy to see you again I completely forgot that you wouldn't even remember my name. It's Amiri. It means prince".		"Amiri", Timmy said, testing the name on his tongue, "And you called me Timani when I came in? What does that mean?". The man chuckled at how curious the boy was even when mid coitous, "Well, I don't know actually. I mean, I think it's a style of music from some island or something, but I can't be sure". The little coon, looked lost in thought, though to the cheetah's surprise, he continued to wiggle his little padded rump. 					"Then, would you please continue to tickle me, Amiri?", Timmy asked, smiling at the cheetah's reflection. "Why of course I would, Timani", the man responded, his fingers resuming there titilation of the boy's ribs and belly button. The boy quickly resumed spasming, much to the delight of the man's rod.							After just three rounds of this treatment, Timmy felt himself reaching his peak. With tears of manic joy streaming down his face, the little coon squeezed around Amiri's length tighter than ever before. Both males cried out each other's name as enter the little diaper from both ends. 										In the afterglow,  Timmy leaned back against Amiri's frame, "I'll do it. I'll become a breeder and carry you into Playland".																					Two days later, Timmy was bouncing happily up and down on Bobby's lap, Jess licking at his length. The little coon stroked his bulging belly. He could hardly wait for his little prince to be born again.