Second Childhood
By SnowtheBear
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Kodiak never had any doubt he would be a cop. The police force was in his family’s blood, his father was a cop, as was his grandfather and great grandfather. Being a cop in New York had made him a hard man. As a beat cop working the streets he had faced high pressure situations and made life & death decisions. Now as a Captain at Precinct 56 the pressure was even higher, and his life & death decisions also affected those under his command. Stress fueled eating, and the mostly sedentarily nature of the Captain’s post had added quite a few pounds to the once fit & trim grizzly. Lately the burden of his command felt increasingly like a huge weight that threatening to crush him at any moment. He knew he was close to burning out and needed to find a way to destress.

 Today featured a refreshing change from dealing with society’s scum. His precinct had been asked to visit a daycare and talk with the cubs. Normally Kodiak would have assigned a Jr officer this duty, but the daycare’s owner was a family friend and he had decided to do it personally. When Kodiak entered the daycare his friend Todd waved him over. Todd assembled the cubs by having them sit on a circular patch of carpet, and once they were under control he introduced Officer Kodiak.

Kodiak spent the next 20 minutes going through the standard set of preschool topics like pedestrian & bike safety, stranger danger, and when to call 911. Just as he was about to start Q&A a little girl sprung to her feet and saying ”excuse me I gotta potty!” Todd stood up, took the girls hand and led her to the washroom. As she walked by Kodiak could hear the crinkling sound of her training pants. Suddenly a fierce jealousness surged within him. He looked at the kids and saw furs with no worries or responsibilities. All their needs lovingly taken care of by their trusted caretakers. He envied them, but maybe there was a way he could enjoy a little of their life.

After the daycare visit Kodiak rushed back to his office. He started searching for case file he had heard about several months ago. Detectives had thought they discovered a ring of pedophiles, but when they investigated they found the children were actually adults roll playing as cubs. The investigation had been dropped since all the participants were consenting adults and no other crimes had been committed. Kodiak reviewed the case file and found this particular kink was something called Age Play.

At home that night he started to research age play. He found the kink had two main sides Adult Babies called AB’s and Diaper Lovers called DL’s, and didn’t necessarily involve sex. For the AB’s it was mostly about the power exchange, letting go of life’s burdens and reliving a simpler period in life. Intrigued he started searching for a someone that might offer this service. After a few days he had narrowed down his choices, top of his list was Nanny Beatrice in Pittsburgh.  Kodiak researched Nanny Beatrice and found glowing testimonials about her service. Most importantly previous clients stressed about her professionalism and commitment to confidentiality. Using the name Cody, Kodiak submitted the application form on her website. Over the next few days several emails were exchanged, and finally a video chat interview was conducted to discuss terms, activities and set the dates for his visit. 

Two weeks later he was on a train to Pittsburgh for a stay with Nanny Beatrice. After disembarking the train, he rented a car and proceeded to Beatrice’s address. The GPS led him to a private road on the outskirts of the city, which lead to a house concealed from the main road by the trees. Kodiak got out of the car and proceeded to the front door. He reached for the doorbell and paused. Now that he was here he had become a bundle of nerves and was gripped by last minute doubts. Before he could regain his composure the door opened reveling the plump female elephant from their video chat. 
“Hello Cody, I hope you had a good trip. Please come in” said Beatrice. Kodiak entered and followed her to the kitchen. “Please have a seat. Since its your first time how about a nice soothing tea while we clear up some final details”. Kodiak sat down and gladly accepted the tea. “now then Cody, you are looking to let go of life’s worry’s and be fully cared for. You want an immersive roll play as a toddler, you will be able to speak but with a limited vocabulary. Is this correct?  Kodiak nodded yes.

“You understand my house rules, the potty is off limits, you will use diapers while here. Also I am not a prostitute. There may, at my discretion, be some minor naughtiness, but if you’re expecting anything more you’re in the wrong place”. Blushing Kodiak said “I understand and accept those terms”.

“Excellent, and I have free reign to shape your activities, except if you use the safe word siren? A very apt choice of safe word … Captain Kodiak”. Kodiak who had just taken a sip of tea started to nod yes, then choked on the tea. Beatrice chuckled at the shocked expression on the bears face. Before he could say anything she put her finger to his lips and said “shush my little cub. Before you try and fib to nanny let me explain”.  

“Nanny may be a big strong elephant but she still needs to checkout her new clients and make sure they’re not dangerous. I captured your picture during our video chat and with other details you inadvertently divulged I was able to look up your image online”.

“Be assured that if we proceed you will not be blackmailed. To be honest you would be a very small fish compared to the senators and CEO’s on my client list. To Nanny Beatrice her client’s confidentiality is king. Now shall we get started or would you like to call this off?”

After several moments of silence Kodiak said “I want to play Nanny, but please call me Cody”.
“Of course, Cody is a much more appropriate name for such a little cub” said Beatrice. 
“Let’s start by getting you all cleaned up”. 

Beatrice took Cody’s hand and led him down the hall until they entered a bathroom. Like elsewhere in the house, everything was sized for an adult elephant. Along with Beatrice being several times his size it certainly made Kodiak feel like a little cub. On the toilet seat sat some sort of blanket and an extremely thick diaper. Nanny spread out the plushy changing pad which was bigger than the bears body, and guided him to stand on it.

“Now don’t fuss and let nanny undress you”. Beatrice hummed a familiar nursery rhyme while she stripped her new cub, neatly folded his clothes and put them in his bag. “OK you’re ready to be cleaned” she said. 

The bear was embarrassed to be naked, but pointed to the bath tub and giggled “bath time”?
“Not quite yet, little cubs need to be clean inside and out, so insides first. Sit down please” said Beatrice.
Cody sat down on the pad, he was confused until he saw Beatrice retrieve an enema bag from under the sink. “Don’t fret little one, I promise this won’t be so bad”. “Nanny knows best how to keep her cubs healthy” she said while filling the bag. 

“OK get on your hands and knees. Good now lower your shoulders so that cute tushie is in the air”. Beatrice sat down next to her cub and stroked his back. “You need to take all the water, I know you can do it and nanny will help you”.

Expecting that retention would be an issue Beatrice had attached a double balloon nozzle to the hose. She gloved her hands, squeezed o dollop of lube onto her fingers, and started to work them into Cody’s anus. She took it slowly allowing the ring of muscle to relax and open up from the constant but gentle pressure of her finger. Cody moaned when her finger finally slipped inside.

Beatrice noticed her little cub had quite the erection hanging between his legs but ignored it for now. She changed into a fresh pair of gloves and lubed the nozzle to the start of the second balloon. Then she slipped the nozzle in until the second balloon rested against Cody’s butt, and inflated both. Cody moaned as the first balloon pressed on his prostate, and Beatrice slipped a towel between his legs to catch any drips. 

“OK little one we are ready to start. Let me know if you feel any discomfort”. Beatrice opened the clamp half way to start the flow. The click of the clamp opening sounded loud as a gunshot to the apprehensive bear. For the first few minutes the warm water flowing into his bowels felt quite relaxing, but as the pressure grew he started to grunt in discomfort. Beatrice noticed the bear start to fidget and said “try to relax and take slow deep breaths, that will help draw the water deeper in”. Cody did as instructed while Beatrice began rubbing his belly, expertly coxing the water deeper into his bowels. As the pressure was distributed Cody’s discomfort decreased.

To the bear it felt like it had been hours since his enema had started. Unable to see the bag from his position it seemed the flow of water would never end. Finally he heard the click of the clamp shutting. “That’s it my brave cub, it’s all in. Now I need you to hold it so the water can do its work”. Beatrice placed an egg timer set for 15 minutes, on the floor in front of the bear. “I expect it would be difficult for you to hold it that long, so I’m leaving the balloons in for now. Just try to relax, and I’ll keep rubbing your belly to help with the cramps”. After what seemed like an eternity the timer finally dinged. 

“OK little one slowly roll onto your back so we can get the water out”.
The bear was shocked at the sight of his distended belly. He hadn’t imaged it could hold so much. 
He pointed to the toilet and asked “potty time?”
“You know the rules little one, the potty is off limits to you”.  

Beatrice retrieved the huge diaper from the toilet seat. The bear blushed deeply as he realized how he was to expel the enema. Beatrice took one ankle in each hand and raised the bears legs, then grabbed both ankles with her trunk to keep them up and free her hands. She quickly spread the diaper out, lowered the bear and taped it shut with the enema hose exiting through a leg hole.

Beatrice deflated the external balloon.
“OK little one here we go”. She deflated the internal balloon and quickly pulled the nozzle & hose out. For a few seconds he was able to hold it back, but with nothing to plug him the bear had no chance against the next cramp. With a grunt his anus opened and unleashed a torrent of mess into his waiting diaper. For the next several minutes he could do nothing but bear down and push out more of the muck.  
 
Beatrice prepared a nice bubble bath while waiting for her cub to finish empting his bowels.
The humiliated bear looked at Beatrice and asked “clean me please”.
“Not yet, I don’t think your quite done”. Beatrice started to massage his belly and instantly the bear felt and heard more water gurgling with-in him. It took another 10 minutes before Beatrice considered him done, and the bear was exhausted from the experience.

She then untapped the bears diaper. “oh what a stinky cub I have, but nanny will make him nice and clean”. The bear covered his face in humiliation while the elephant used a mountain of wipes to clean the mess. Then she picked up the bear and lowered him in into the tub. She scrubbed his fur clean and rinsed him off while singing him nursery rhythms. She them pulled him from the tub and dried his fur.

Beatrice bundled the bear up in the towel and carried him to the nursery. There she laid him on a changing table and closed the safety belt to ensure he wouldn’t fall off. Then she went to a corner with a small fridge and microwave. She took out a bottle of milk and placed it in the microwave to warm up. Returning to the cub she removed the towel. Again she raised the bears legs and grabbed both ankles with her trunk. She spread a new diaper out and lowered the bear onto it. This time she massaged baby oil into the bears butt and groin. In his exhausted state the bear became only semi erect as she rubbed oil onto his sheath. Beatrice waited for the erection to fade, then powdered the bear and taped the diaper up. 

From a closet beside the changing table she retrieved a fuzzy blue footed sleeper, and dressed the bear in the PJ’s. Then she carried him over to a rocking chair, retrieving the bottle of milk on the way.
She sat in the chair and cradled the cub in her lap. When she placed the bottles nipple to his lips he immediately began to suck. The milk tasted a little strange to the bear… was it baby formula? Whatever, it’s still delicious and very soothing, he thought. While he drank she rocked them and hummed a lullaby. Once the bottle was finished she burped him, then got up and lowered him into the crib. She tucked him in, with a pacifier in his mouth and a teddy in his arms. Then she closed the blinds and left him to a much needed nap.

A few hours later Cody woke up and slowly opened his eyes. Even though his vision was still blurry with sleep he could tell something was wrong. As his vision cleared the shapes before his eyes became more distinct … are those bars? The bear bolted into a sitting position thinking am I in jail? He rubbed the sleep from his eyes, and the room came into focus. Now he remembered where he was, not in jail but the cozy crib in nanny’s nursery. Standing up he could just look over the railing. He was alone but spotted a baby monitor nearby. He let his pacifier fall from his mouth, which he hadn’t even realized he was sucking, and called “Nanny?”. He waited a couple of minutes and was going to call out again when he heard footsteps approaching.

Beatrice walked to the crib and picked the bear up. With her trunk she retrieved the fallen pacifier and returned it to the cub’s mouth. She took him to the changing table, stripped off the sleeper and checked his diaper. “Just a little wet no need for a change yet” she said. The bear blushed with humiliation. 
Wet? How did that happen? How did he not notice?

Beatrice dressed the cub in a onesie with matching booties. Then she carried him to the living room and placed him in a baby bouncer. She turned the TV to a cartoon about dinosaurs riding a train through time periods. “Nanny has to finish cooking your dinner num nums. Just call out if you need me I’ll be right over there” she said pointing to the kitchen doorway. 

Cody had expected to be bored by the kiddy show but was surprised at how entertaining it was. The combination of the show, along with his slow rhythmic bouncing and sucking was deeply relaxing. How lucky little cubs are, no responsibly or concerns. Then he got a delicious whiff of his dinner and his stomach grumbled loudly.

“I heard that little one, seems someone is ready for his num nums”. Beatrice removed the cub from the bouncer and sat him in a high chair at the kitchen table. She tied a bib around his neck and placed his plate in front of him. Dinner was roast chicken cut into child sized bites, along with a melody of corn, peas & carrots. He also had a large sippy cup of juice. No utensils here, he would have to use his hands.

“Nanny has some delicious chocolate pudding for good cubs who finish their dinner”. Nanny didn’t need that bribe to get the hungry bear to clean his plate, or the bowl of pureed fruits that followed – which nanny spoon fed him. True to her word there was chocolate pudding for desert – and it was delicious. Nanny cleaned her cubs fur of the food that hadn’t quite made it to his mouth and then removed the bib. “

How about we relax with a movie little one?” The cub nodded yes and Beatrice carried him over to the couch. Beatrice started an animated move and sat on the couch. She encouraged her cub to lay on his side, head propped on her thigh like a pillow. While they watched she lovingly stroked his back. As the movie neared its end the bear began to yawn. “Looks like my little one is ready for beddie bye”. 

Beatrice picked up the bear and carried him back to the nursery. She laid him on the changing table and stripped off his clothes. Then she undid his diaper and wiped him clean. The sensation when she wiped his sheath and balls enticed several little moans from the bear, and resulted in an erection.

“Uh oh, someone’s all pokey. Such a big problem for such a little cub, nanny won’t be able to get his new diaper on”. The humiliated bear was blushing so hard he was sure his fur had turned red.

“Don’t worry little one it’s a normal reaction. You can’t help it, and nanny knows just how to take care of it”. The elephant gloved a hand and started to lube the bears anal ring. As with the enema she massaged it tenderly while applying gentle pressure. Slowly her finger started to slip in deeper. The bear let out a deep moan as it finally popped in. Holding him down with her other hand she started to probe with the finger. The bear bucked when she found his prostate but she held him firmly down.

“There’s the spot, just try to relax little one”. Beatrice began to rub the bears prostate varying the speed and pressure. Long sticky strings of semen started trickling from his penis and he moaned with each rub.
The bears mind was hit with a whirlwind of feelings – shame, pleasure & lust all fought for control. Suddenly pleasure & lust joined forces driving shame out of his head. A tidal wave of ecstasy was building. His breath became rapid and his penis twitched, a few more rubs and the wave would hit – he would cum!

Beatrice read these physical cues and quickly pulled her finger out. His wave of ecstasy seemed to implode on itself and the bear could do no more than dribble copious amounts of semen. With his prostate drained there would be no orgasm tonight. He looked up at nanny, his face asking the question his lips didn’t – why?

“Silly cub. Your much too little to cum, that’s grown up stuff”.
Beatrice waited while the bears still dribbling and twitching penis retreated into its sheath. Then she cleaned up the mess his milking had made. She fastened the safety belt on the changing table and went to the corner to prepare his bedtime bottle. Then she returned to the table and slid a thick night time diaper under the bear. She inspected his butt and groin for any signs of rash but found none. She thoroughly massaged baby oil into the bears butt and groin, powdered him, and finally taped the diaper up. Then she dressed him in a new footed sleeper, one with a locking zipper and built in mittens.
“That will keep my cub from any naughty mischief during the might” she said patting his diapered groin.

Then She carried him over to the rocking chair after retrieving his bottle of milk, and began his bedtime feeding. Once the cub was fed and burped he was placed into the crib, pacifier in his mouth and hugging teddy in his arms. Beatrice gave him a kiss on the forehead and started out of the nursery. She said “sleep tight little one, tomorrow is another big day” as she closed the door. 

Laying in the crib the bear reflected on his amazing day. He felt very relaxed, the stress and pressures of his real life had faded throughout the day. The only true low point had been the ruined orgasm – but nanny was right, he was much too little to cum. As he drifted off the sleep he thought what a wonderful life to be a cub, their only job is to eat, sleep, play and be cute. He had forgotten their last job – poop.
 
The bear in the crib started to stir as bright sunshine streaming in through the window coxed him awake. The drowsy cub stretched, loving the feeling of the soft, cozy sleeper. But as he shifted he felt something thick and slimy squish and spread in his diaper - his eyes shot open in shock.  

The bears mind raced.
I shit myself? 
How could I? … In my sleep? … Without waking up?
He couldn’t deny it, even if he ignored the felling in his diaper there was no denying the scent in the air. 
Then he did what felt natural, he called out for his nanny.

When Beatrice arrived she found the bear standing in the crib with a stunned expression on his face.
Walking to the crib she sniffed the air and exclaimed “someone’s stinky!” She had intended the comment to elicit a laugh from her cub, but instead it was the final blow needed to shattered his pride, and he began to cry. 

Beatrice picked him up and hugged him tight. 
“No need to cry, nanny is here. What’s wrong little one?”
“I shit myself … in my sleep!” said the cub between sobs.
“Don’t use naughty words, you mean you messed your diapers. It’s perfectly natural, that’s what little cubs do. And a poopy diaper is nothing nanny can’t take care of.”

Beatrice laid the whimpering bear on the changing table and cleaned him up. Then she took him to the bathroom and gave him a nice bubble bath. By the time she had him dried off and diapered he was smiling again. Nanny is right, thought the bear, little cubs do mess their diapers so why was I so upset?

Once the bear finished his breakfast nanny cleaned his face.
“It’s such a beautiful morning, you should play outside“ said Beatrice.
“But what if someone sees me?” asked the cub.
“Don’t be silly, except by plane there is no way to be seen in my backyard”. 
She pulled him from the highchair, then took his hand and led him outside. As soon as they were outside the bear knew what he wanted to do, “Castle!” he shouted pointing to a castle shaped playset with slides and swings.

“It’s a good thing I didn’t dress you, you would be full of grass stains in 5 minutes!” chuckled Beatrice.
In his excitement the bear had forgotten he was naked except for the diaper! But what did that matter? No one could see him here. That’s why he came here, to be free of adult concerns.

“I’ll be right here if you need me” she said pointing to a lawn chair. She let him run off to play while she sat and enjoyed both the glorious morning and watching her cub play.

Inside the castle the bear found some basic costumes pieces for kings, princesses and knights. They were cheap Halloween quality gear but he didn’t care. He donned a silver colored shirt embellished with a crest and a plastic helm. Foam sword in hand, he spent the next few hours defending his castle from all manner of imaginary threats.

Beatrice was so proud, her cub had finally let go and embraced the fantasy.
She called him over for a diaper check and found it damp but not messy. 
“No need for a change yet. It’s time for lunch, let’s get Sir Cody out of his armor and cleaned up”.
Cody was certainly hungry but still wanted to play. “Aw … 5 more minutes?” pouted the cub. 
“10 more minutes, but then in we go”.

Being a good cub, Cody put away his knightly trappings as soon as nanny said time was up. Ten minutes later he was cleaned up and sitting in his highchair. He cheered happily when he saw lunch was grilled cheese sandwiches cut into star shapes. He gobbled up his sandwiches, the bowl of pureed fruit that followed, and washed it down with plenty of juice.

After lunch nanny suggested story time on the couch. During the story nanny saw the cub getting both fidgety and sleepy. The cub had been trying to hold off messing his diapers since he came in for lunch. Unfortunately all the energy he used playing had caught up to him. He was starting to nod off, and so the control over his bowels was slipping. Suddenly nanny’s voice was drowned out by a loud wet squelching sound. The blushing cub glanced at nanny’s face, but she just smiled back. Then she stroked his back and whispered “go ahead and finish up. Then we can finish our story and get you changed for a nap”.  She continued to stroke his back while he grunted and pushed out his remaining load of poop, and then soaked it in piss. He felt much better once he was done. Story time continued, and by the time the story was done the drowsy cub could barely keep his eyes open.

Nanny carried her cub back to the nursery, covertly squeezing his diaper to squish the mess around. Once in the nursery he was cleaned, diapered, dressed in his PJ’s, and put down for his nap. With her cub soundly sleeping Beatrice returned to the kitchen to tidy up. 

Once done she sat on the couch, and reflected on how much progress the cub had made today. Other than the little setback when he woke up messy, he had really immersed himself in the life of a cub. I wonder if he’s ready for the next push? Ready to let go of one of the big, foolish restrictions society places on adults. If he’s not ready it could undo some of the progress, but I’ll give it a try. I just have to be ready to pull back if he’s not willing. After creating a plan, she got up and started preparing for the afternoons activities.

Cody woke up with a start. He was alone, the room was quiet, and his diaper still felt clean. He couldn’t figure out what woke him. He was settling back down when the room was shaken by a peel of thunder. Startled he called out for nanny. He felt a little foolish at this, he hadn’t been afraid of storms as a cub and certainty wasn’t now.

Beatrice entered the nursery and found the cub sitting up in the crib.
“What wrong sweetheart, did the thunder frighten you?” she asked. 
“Not scared nanny, it just surprised me when it woke me up” said the bear.
“What a brave little cub you are” she said, and the cub beamed with pride at her comment.
She brought him to the changing table and removed his PJ’s, then blew a raspberry on his belly making him giggle. A quick diaper check confirmed he was still clean.

“Looks like we have to play inside this afternoon, but nanny has an idea. You had a lot of fun this morning pretending to be a knight didn’t you?” she asked.
“Yes nanny, it was so much fun!” the cub answered.
“Well how about we try something different, instead of pretending to be a knight … how about pretending to be a princess?” she asked.

For several seconds the cub just lay on the changing table, a blank expression on his face. The only thing he could think to say was ”but nanny … I’m a boy”.

“Yes you are, your nanny’s brave little boy! But being a boy or girl doesn’t matter when playing pretend. I think you would have fun playing princess, but if you don’t want to you can pick something else.” she said, and pensively waited for his reply.

The bear considered nanny’s words. She had been right about everything so far. 
He didn’t think he would enjoy the cartoons, but he did.
He didn’t think he would be comfortable naked or in just a diaper, but he was.
He never expected he would get comfortable with using a diaper, but he had almost gotten used to it.
And he never expected to love and trust his nanny as much as he now did.
Nanny had been right about everything so far, he trusted she was right again.
Bashfully the cub replied “I wanna be the bestest princess ever”.

Beatrice was overjoyed at his response. She hugged her cub tight and said “Wait here on the table.” 
She opened the closet and retrieved a scarf. “Let make this a surprise” she said and blindfolded him with the scarf. Then she returned to the closet to assemble an outfit suitable for royalty.

The cub could hear hangers in the closet clink together & drawers being searched as nanny rummaged around the room. She returned a few minutes later, and sat him at the edge of the table with his legs hanging down. 

He felt her slip something on his right foot, then pull it up his leg almost to his diaper. She did the same to his left foot. Too long to be socks he knew they must be stockings. 
Then he felt her strap something on his feet.

“I’m going to take you off the table so you can stand up”. 
She put him down on the ground and got down on her knees. 
“Lift your right foot” she said and she slipped his foot through something.
“Now lift your left foot” she said and she slipped the other foot through too.
Then she pulled whatever it was up his legs and over his diaper. Underwear? He assumed panties.

“Hold your arms up dear” and when he did she slipped something over his head.
It had straps that rested on his shoulders but the bulk of it seemed to hang around his waist. He couldn’t tell what it was. His best guess was a dress but somehow he knew that wasn’t right.

“Arms up again” and again she slipped something over his head.
This time his arms were guided through sleeves, and while this item also rested on his shoulders he thought it covered him much more than the previous piece. The sleeves seemed to cover only half his upper arms, and he could feel elastic at the shoulder and cuffs. Then he felt nanny lace up something on his back and this piece became more form fitting. This item he assumed was a dress.
  
“Almost done little one. Hold your arms out”. When he did she slipped something snug over his right hand. She pulled it up his arm and over his elbow until it covered him almost to his sleeves. His fingers seemed to be poking out of little holes. She did the same to his left hand & arm. What was this?

“Just a couple finishing touches”. She took a hair brush and combed his head fur. Then she proceeded to fluff and preen his clothes. Finally, he felt something light placed on his head partially over & under his fur.

Nanny took the cubs hand and led him to another spot in the nursery.
“All done! I’m going to take the scarf off, close your eyes until I tell you to open them … OK look!”

The bear was speechless, in the mirror before him stood the most precious little girl he had ever seen.
The outfit was fit for a princess, a masterwork of ribbons, ruffles and lace in pink, purple and white.
He turned his shoulders to see his back and giggled at the sight.
His feet were covered by soft pink slippers, like a ballerina’s but with a rounded toe.
His legs were covered by white stockings decorated with purple hearts, the tops ringed with purple lace.
His diaper had been covered by light pink rumba panties which really showed off his butt. The back had so much purple lace his dress couldn’t hide them.
The dress like item was a white petticoat. Its layers of lace fluffed out the bottom of his dress.
The dress itself was light pink with white accents. It was embellished with purple bows including a large one on his back. The shoulders and short sleeves puffed out.
His arms were covered by long white fingerless gloves. The purple hearts and lace ringed tops made them a perfect match for his stockings.
Finally a silver and diamond tiara sparkled on his head.

“Do you like it my precious little cub?” asked nanny. 
Still speechless the bear just nodded yes. 

He looked beautiful … no that was wrong, SHE looked beautiful.
As if reading his mind nanny said “I don’t think the name Cody fits anymore, how about Connie?”
“Yes nanny that’s the perfect name!” the excited cub squealed – just like the girl she had become. 

“Excellent, then we are almost ready to start the Royal Ball. Let me see how well you can curtsy, so you can properly greet our guests”.
“Guests?” asked the cub apprehensively.
“Relax dear, we are still pretending. Now show me your curtsy”
“I … I don’t know how” said the cub.
“It’s easy, just hold the side edges of your dress like this. Now bend your knees to lower your body while placing one foot in front of the other” said nanny as she demonstrated.
The cub tried it and almost stumbled, but nanny quickly braced her. After a few more attempts she had perfected it. Now that she was ready nanny took her hand and lead her to the living room.

A child safety fence split the living room in half. One side was familiar with the couch, TV and other furniture, but the other side had been transformed. Streamers and balloons decorated the walls and ceiling. A line of chairs stood against one wall, each occupied by a life size plushie or doll. A table stood at one end set with dishes that while plastic, looked like fine china. Strangely the remaining area was bare.

“Do you like it princess?” asked nanny.
“I love it … but you did so much work, what if I had said no to playing princess?”
“Nanny was hoping you would say yes, but if you didn’t maybe you would have said yes to being a prince”. Nanny opened the gate to let her in, then closed it. “Queen Beatrice can’t come to the Ball looking like this, I’ll be back in a minute” and she left to get dressed herself.
Queen Beatrice returned in an elegant gown of gold & white. Before entering the fence, she started some music appropriate for a Royal Ball. 

Princess Connie greeted her with a curtsy and the Queen curtsied back. 
Then they greeted each guest the same way. 
“Your highness, what is the empty space for, will we play a game there?” asked the princess.
“Don’t be so silly, this is a Ball, its where we dance!” replied the queen.

And dance they did, at least once with each guest, and many times together.
Eventually their dancing left them hungry & thirsty so the Queen decreed it was time for High Tea.
She left to retrieve the refreshments and Connie picked a lucky guest to join them.
She returned to find the princess and a teddy waiting at the table.
“Your highness, I have invited Prince Bearington to join us” said the princess.
The queen set down a platter of assorted finger sandwiches, biscuits, bite sized brownies decorated as cakes and a large teapot filled with juice

The Queen was pleasantly surprised by the princess’s etiquette as she served their guest first, and ate using her finger tips and taking dainty bites. She giggled with joy to see Connie hold a cake to the teddy’s muzzle to feed him, her cub had certainly embraced being a little girl.
While the princess & teddy returned to the dance floor, she brought the dishes to the kitchen.

Connie had been feeling rumblings in her tummy since she got to the Ball but in her excitement was able to ignore them. Now those rumblings had become cramps she couldn’t ignore. She let the teddy drop to the floor unsure of what to do. Then the old instincts resurfaced – she squatted down, hands braced on her knees for balance, and pushed. The now familiar wet squelching sounds soon followed. 

Beatrice had returned in time to see Connie squatting down and instantly knew what was happening. She could see the cub squinting with effort, and hear the sounds of her bowels emptying into the diaper. Then her face relaxed and the sounds ceased.
“Oh my, it sounds like Princess Connie has become Princess Mush Bottom” said Beatrice giggling.

Connie opened her eyes, saw nanny giggling at her, and blushed. Then she started giggling too.
She giggled so hard that she lost her balance and landed on her butt, creating another a loud wet squelching sound. Then they both giggled until their bellies were sore.

When they were all gigged out Queen Beatrice announced it was almost bedtime, so they should bid their guests goodnight. While the cub was saying good night nanny went to change out of her fancy dress. The princess gave each guest a curtsy as she said goodnight, except for Prince Bearington who also received a kiss. Then nanny led the now yawning cub back to the nursery.

Back in the nursery nanny stripped down her cub, then it was back on the table to be cleaned and freshly diapered. But when she tried to dress him in his PJ’s he stopped her.
“No nanny, those are for boys. I don’t want to stop being a girl yet. Please?” said the cub.
“Oh, I have just the thing for such a precious little girl. Close your eyes” and she returned to the closet.
He felt her dress him in another sleeper. It felt thicker and warmer than the ones he had used until now. It had feet and mittens like the last one, but it also had a hood so only his face remained uncovered.  Like before nanny placed him before the mirror and told him to open his eyes. 

Before him he saw an adorable little lamb. 
Except for its light pink color, the fluffy fleece looked like a lamb’s wool. The feet and mittens were made to look like hooves. The hood featured a pair ears tied with ribbon bows, and a cute little tail completed the look.

“From your smile it looks like you approve of these PJ’s” said nanny.
The cub smiled up at her and said “baaaaaaaaaa”. Which set them both off giggling again. 
“Time for your milk and then to bed. Little girls need their beauty sleep” said nanny as she picked up the cub and carried her to the rocking chair.

As she sat down the cub looked up to her confused, pointed to the fridge and said “milky?”.
“I rarely do this, but my little lamb was such a brave cub today she deserves a very special treat.”
The cub still looked confused until nanny unbuttoned her blouse and presented her breast.
For a few moments the cub just sat stunned, then asked “can I really? … Does it taste good?”
“Yes dear you may. I don’t know how it tastes, but you seemed to liked it when it was in your bottles”.
“The bottles were … were …” stammered the cub.
“Yes dear, only the freshest milk is good enough for my little cubs” nanny replied. 
The cub looked at the nipple, then glanced up at nanny who nodded in approval, then back to the nipple and tried to drink. 

At first the cub couldn’t figure it out, she tried licking it, and wrapping her lips around it like a kiss – both of which made nanny shudder. Then like before her old instincts resurfaced, she latched on and started to suckle properly. While she drank, nanny stroked her head and rocked the chair. When cub stopped getting milk she pulled away.
“Still hungry dear?” nanny asked and the cub nodded yes. She shifted the cub to her other breast and she started to drink immediately. When the cub finally finished, nanny sat her up and burped her. 
She carried her very sleepy and very full cub to the crib and put her to bed. The steady rhythm of the rocking & sucking had been deeply relaxing and had made the cub very drowsy. She was asleep in seconds.

In the morning the cub woke to find nanny smiling down at her and stroking her side.
“Wake up my little lamb, you’re going on a trip today” said nanny.
A trip? thought the cub, where were they going? A park? The mall? Then the cub realized nanny said HE was going on a trip not THEY. Was his weekend with nanny already ending? It wasn’t fair, he didn’t want to go back to stinky work and adulthood.

“Don’t look so sad little one. There’s still a little time before you need to grow up again” she said as she lifted the cub out of the crib. Instead of going to the changing table, this time she took him straight to the kitchen. There she fed him a breakfast of oatmeal with honey, and a bottle of chocolate milk – chocolate breast milk he reminded himself. Then she whisked him back to the nursery for a change.

She removed the sleeper and blew a raspberry on his tummy.
“My little lamb made a lot of manure.  Such a good cub to have so mushy a tushie and not complain”.
The bear hadn’t noticed until now that his diaper was very full.
“Tuck your arms to your side little one” and the cub did as she asked. Nanny fastened the safety belt over him, securing him but also pinning his arms to the table. 

She put her finger to his lips and said “no talking little one, just enjoy”.
First she patted the front of his diaper, and then she started to squeeze his sheath through it. 
She kept gently squeezing while she watched the outline of his erection grow. 
Then she reached into a drawer and retrieved what looked like a ball on a stick.
“Nanny’s magic wand will make her little man feel very good”. She flicked a switch and it immediately began to buzz. The bear now realized it was a powerful massager.

She touched the wand to the diaper under his balls, and the vibrations felt weird but wonderful.
Then she placed it over his balls. The feeling became almost too intense, but still he loved it.
She stroked it up and down his penis several times, then stated tracing around his penis. 
He began to shudder and moan from the sensations. Even with the diaper in the way It felt so powerful.
Then it went back under his balls and repeated the cycle.

After 30 minutes of this treatment the bear was in an agony of ecstasy, it literally felt so good it hurt.
It had been over a week since he had last cum, and several of his experiences here had edged him and left him frustrated. He was at the very edge, he NEEDED to cum … so why couldn’t he do it?
Then he remembered nanny’s words … cubs don’t cum.

The bear looked up at nanny, his eyes pleading for release.
Then nanny kissed his forehead and whispered “your such an obedient cub, even this desperate you won’t misbehave. Go ahead, make stickies for nanny”.
Her words shattered the mental block in his head. His back arched as his ecstasy surged, and his balls erupted with a torrent of cum.

Beatrice turned off the vibrator and set it aside. She released the belt and carried the limp bear to the rocking chair. There she cradled and rocked him while he recovered from his intense orgasm.
“See being a grown up isn’t all bad” she whispered to him. 

Once he had recovered she cleaned him up and gave him a bath.
She took him back to the nursery and laid out his grown up clothes. Except for his underwear which she put back in his bag. Then she unexpectedly placed him on the changing table.
“What are you doing?” he asked.
“Don’t be silly, you know what happens here. I’m going to diaper you” she said.
“But … but … I can’t go out diapered. People will see, they’ll think I’m a freak!”
“Silly boy! Most furs these days are oblivious to the world around them, and the few who might notice won’t think you’re a freak. You’re a policeman, your trained to notice things. I’m sure you’ve noticed diapered adults on the street before, what did you think?” she asked.
“… that they were incontinent or some other medical reason” he said.
“Exactly, so 90% of furs won’t notice and the other 10% likely don’t care. So why the fuss?” she said.
Trust nanny the bear thought, she’s always right. 
Seeing he had relaxed Beatrice finished diapering him and dressing him for his trip home.
 
No matter how many times she did It saying goodbye never got easier.
They both stood on the porch at a loss for words. 
She acted first, leaning over to kiss his forehead.
Then he hugged her, and she could feel tears soak into her blouse.
She wrapped her arms around him, hugging him in return. 
With tears in her eyes she said “don’t be sad cub, your welcome to visit nanny whenever you need me”.
When the embrace finally broke she said “Be a good cub and don’t worry about the diaper. Now hurry off or you’ll miss your train”.

As he turned to go she gave his diapered butt a playful swat, and they both giggled.
She watched him drive away, and once he was out of sight she went back inside.
Chuckling she said to herself “I hope he’s brave enough to stay in that diaper. He’s going to need it before he gets home, his breakfast will make sure of that”. 

Then she started preparing the house for the next cubs visit.