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The 10 year old housecat hated going to school. He managed to get good enough grades, but school always meant \"running into'' Conner as many times as the 8th grade bully could manage. James often found himself picking up his school supplies after they were kicked around by the older wolf and his 8th grade friends in the hallway.\n\nIt wasn't fair! James had skipped third grade, and was probably the shrimpiest boy in the school. Conner had been held back a year in 7th grade, and the 14 year old used his superior strength to his advantage any chance he got, delighting in humiliating anyone he could, though James was undoubtedly his favorite target.\n\nThe bell rang and James quickly dumped his binder and pencil into his backpack. He would have been ready to bolt out the door, but Mr. Baker always made anyone who packed up early stay a minute after the bell.\n\nJames hurried through the hallways, hoping he could get to his bus quickly, and Conner wouldn't have a chance to harrass him. To his surprise, he actually managed to get seated on his bus without incident. He played with his phone as his busmates sidled onto the bus, but looked up when he heard familiar laughter. Conner and his usual buddies were outside the bus. Conner was saying something to them and they laughed and waved. James' heart was in his throat as he watched Conner get onto the bus. The older fur looked around before his eyes settled on James, slouched down into the seat looking like he wanted to disappear into it. Before James could react, Conner threw his backpack onto the seat and assertively sat himself down next to him.\n\n\"Heya Jamie,'' the teenager grinned and headlocked the boy while giving him an aggressive noogie.\n\n\"Oww, Conner get off!'' James struggled and the older boy let go without fuss. James was pretty sure any real bullying here would get Conner in trouble when the bus driver saw it.\n\n\"Why are you even on this bus?'' he finally asked.\n\nConner just grinned. \"Wouldn't you like to know.''\n\nThe wolf was absorbed in his phone for the rest of the bus ride, leaving James to stew in his nervousness as he tried to distract himself. When at last his bus stop came, Conner stood up to let him pass. James couldn't help feeling confused as he stood up and sidled into the aisle, but his dread grew as Conner, instead of sitting back down, followed him off the bus.\n\nThe young cat wasn't sure what to do, and Conner must have noticed the younger fur's panic.\n\n\"Relax, I'm invited. 724 Meadow Lane, see?'' the teenager held up his phone so James could see the bottom half of an email, but drew his phone away when James tried to scroll up in the email to see the context.\n\n\"Ah ah ah,'' Conner tutted, \"that's all you need to know for now. Now let's go.''\n\nWith that, Conner started walking towards the cat's house, and James tentatively followed.\n\nJames opened the front door and entered the house, Conner close behind him.\n\n\"Jamie, is that you?'' James cringed at the childish nickname. He had managed to get everyone at school to call him James (well, everyone but Conner). His dad stepped out of the office looking frazzled and putting a coat on. It took him a moment to notice the second boy. \"Ah, you must be Conner?'' he held his paw out and Conner shook it firmly.\n\n\"Yes, sir. Pleased to meet you.''\n\n\"Good, good,'' he leaned down to address his son. \"Listen buddy, the guys at the office really need daddy to come in for a while. I know I usually work from here, but it's an emergency. I don't know how long I'll be gone, and I know you don't like having a babysitter. Conner's daddy told me how Conner was looking to get into babysitting, and he really needs me to come in. But look at it this way: you get to hang out with your schoolmate now!''\n\nJames balked, his face instantly reddening and he couldn't get his protestations out quickly enough, they all wanted to come out at once. \"Dad! I'm too old for a babysitter! I can stay here myself!''\n\nHis father favored him with a condescending smile. \"I know you can, big guy. But I don't want you having to cook for yourself or put yourself to bed, especially with, well you know.'' He tousled his son's hair. \"I've talked with Conner already and sent him a list of the house rules. Now I'm sure you guys will just be playing videogames, and I left money for pizza, but remember that Conner is in charge, so behave yourself. I'll call the house when I know what time I'll be back.''\n\nWith that, he hurried out the door. James stood, stunned, as Conner's bright and cheery attitude melted away to the grin of a predator having cornered its prey.\n\nOut of sheer instinct, Jamie ran up the stairs into his room and slammed the door, locking it behind him. He could hear Conner coming up the stairs to stand outside the door.\n\n\"Jamie, open this door!''\n\n\"No way! I'm staying in here until my dad gets back!''\n\n\"Your [i]daddy[/i] doesn't even know when he's getting back. I'm in charge and I'm telling you to get out here right now!''\n\nJamie sat on his bed fuming. How could his dad do this to him? He was 10 years old, he could stay home by himself! And Conner as a babysitter? Conner?! His thoughts were interrupted by a click and his door flying open.\n\n\"You stupid little twerp, the key is always on top of the door frame,'' Conner taunted, advancing on Jamie. \"Not that you would be tall enough to get it anyways. Now do you know what was in the rules your [i]daddy[/i] sent to me?''\n\nThe 8th grader grabbed his phone and zoomed in on some text in the email, shoving it in front of Jamie's face:\n\n\t\"If Jamie is uncooperative or misbehaves severely enough, you may punish him by sending him to his room, grounding him from electronics, or if necessary, spanking him.''\n\nJamie was frozen in his bed. The word spanking seemed to stick in his vision as Conner grabbed the younger fur and in one motion, sat on the bed while throwing Jamie over his lap. Conner roughly yanked Jamie's pants down and started laughing.\n\n\"I'll tell you a secret,'' he said between guffaws. \"The email mentioned this, but I honestly didn't believe it until now.''\n\nThere, over a school bully's lap, Jamie's biggest secret was exposed in all its embarrassing glory. The spiderman goodnites were easy enough to hide at school, but as Conner poked and prodded it, eliciting the sound of crinkling plastic, Jamie was harshly reminded how much like diapers they looked and felt.\n\nConner drew his paw back and smacked the seat of the absorbant undergarment. Jamie's body jerked at the shock, but Conner tutted. \"No no no, this won't do at all. Naughty little boys need to be spanked bare bottom.'' Jamie could hear the grin on his tormentor's face, even if he couldn't see it. Suddenly, the goodnite was yanked down to his ankles with his pants, his bare bottom exposed to the world, and more importantly to Conner.\n\nConner rubbed his paw over Jamie's bottom menacingly. \"You know, little boy, if you promise to obey your babysitter, I might go easy on you.'' Jamie clenched his mouth, barely managing to avoid making things any worse with a biting remark.\n\n\"No? Okay then, [i]little boy[/i]...'' Jamie felt Conner's paw move from his bottom, and a sudden sting as the first smack fell. His body jerked, as much as he tried to stop it, and Conner's paw came down a second time, his second spank arriving almost directly on top of the first.\n\nConner quickly set out spanking his wayward ward. He had always wanted to do this, it was why he started looking into a girly job like babysitting in the first place. He watched with glee as the red pawprints visible through the white fur on his victim's bottom blurred together to shade the twerp's butt pink. Soon, Jamie was squirming and reached his paw back to shield his bottom. Conner easily grabbed it and held it against the small of the small cat's back.\n\n\"What do you think you're doing?'' Conner spanked Jamie's bottom in rapid succession. To his delight, Jamie started to let out small yelps. The older boy redoubled his efforts, each spank stinging his paw, but he couldn't care less with his captive prey.\n\nJamie was biting his lip softly. There was no way he would give Conner the satisfaction of crying in front of him. This wasn't his first spanking, though his father had spanked him sparingly, and, he realized with sudden trepidation, it was never this hard.\n\nDespite all of his squirming and yelping, Jamie's eyes began to water and he cried out as Conner went from rapid fire spanks to slower but harder smacks.\n\n\"Oh, is the baby gonna cwy?'' Conner teased. But Jamie was beyond pride, and began crying over Conner's lap, reduced to a sorry little boy who just wanted his spanking to be over.\n\nConner continued the spanking, teasing the crying boy as he finalized the punishment with 5 spanks as hard as he could manage. He pushed Jamie up and guided the cat into the corner as he stumbled over his pants and goodnite at his ankles.\n\n\"Now you stay in time-out for 10 minutes, little boy. Keep your paws on your head and don't you dare move from that corner.''\n\nConner stepped out of the room, grabbing at the tent in his crotch as he listened to the little nerd sniffle. In that moment he knew that there was no way this would be the last time he spanked Jamie. He made his way to the bathroom and did a double-take as he noticed a calendar on the wall. But this wasn't just a plain calendar, this one had \"JAMIE'' written on it in crayon, with a container of rainy cloud stickers and sun stickers. So... a bedwetting calendar, hmm?\n\nBut, no... there were 2 stickers on each day. Sometimes a sun and a raincloud, sometimes two rainclouds, and - he flicked through the previous months - almost never two suns. At the beginning of the calendar, a paper fell out. 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James eyed the clock at the front of the classroom, the minutes ticking down to his doom. The 10 year old housecat hated going to school. He managed to get good enough grades, but school always meant "running into'' Conner as many times as the 8th grade bully could manage. James often found himself picking up his school supplies after they were kicked around by the older wolf and his 8th grade friends in the hallway.

It wasn't fair! James had skipped third grade, and was probably the shrimpiest boy in the school. Conner had been held back a year in 7th grade, and the 14 year old used his superior strength to his advantage any chance he got, delighting in humiliating anyone he could, though James was undoubtedly his favorite target.

The bell rang and James quickly dumped his binder and pencil into his backpack. He would have been ready to bolt out the door, but Mr. Baker always made anyone who packed up early stay a minute after the bell.

James hurried through the hallways, hoping he could get to his bus quickly, and Conner wouldn't have a chance to harrass him. To his surprise, he actually managed to get seated on his bus without incident. He played with his phone as his busmates sidled onto the bus, but looked up when he heard familiar laughter. Conner and his usual buddies were outside the bus. Conner was saying something to them and they laughed and waved. James' heart was in his throat as he watched Conner get onto the bus. The older fur looked around before his eyes settled on James, slouched down into the seat looking like he wanted to disappear into it. Before James could react, Conner threw his backpack onto the seat and assertively sat himself down next to him.

"Heya Jamie,'' the teenager grinned and headlocked the boy while giving him an aggressive noogie.

"Oww, Conner get off!'' James struggled and the older boy let go without fuss. James was pretty sure any real bullying here would get Conner in trouble when the bus driver saw it.

"Why are you even on this bus?'' he finally asked.

Conner just grinned. "Wouldn't you like to know.''

The wolf was absorbed in his phone for the rest of the bus ride, leaving James to stew in his nervousness as he tried to distract himself. When at last his bus stop came, Conner stood up to let him pass. James couldn't help feeling confused as he stood up and sidled into the aisle, but his dread grew as Conner, instead of sitting back down, followed him off the bus.

The young cat wasn't sure what to do, and Conner must have noticed the younger fur's panic.

"Relax, I'm invited. 724 Meadow Lane, see?'' the teenager held up his phone so James could see the bottom half of an email, but drew his phone away when James tried to scroll up in the email to see the context.

"Ah ah ah,'' Conner tutted, "that's all you need to know for now. Now let's go.''

With that, Conner started walking towards the cat's house, and James tentatively followed.

James opened the front door and entered the house, Conner close behind him.

"Jamie, is that you?'' James cringed at the childish nickname. He had managed to get everyone at school to call him James (well, everyone but Conner). His dad stepped out of the office looking frazzled and putting a coat on. It took him a moment to notice the second boy. "Ah, you must be Conner?'' he held his paw out and Conner shook it firmly.

"Yes, sir. Pleased to meet you.''

"Good, good,'' he leaned down to address his son. "Listen buddy, the guys at the office really need daddy to come in for a while. I know I usually work from here, but it's an emergency. I don't know how long I'll be gone, and I know you don't like having a babysitter. Conner's daddy told me how Conner was looking to get into babysitting, and he really needs me to come in. But look at it this way: you get to hang out with your schoolmate now!''

James balked, his face instantly reddening and he couldn't get his protestations out quickly enough, they all wanted to come out at once. "Dad! I'm too old for a babysitter! I can stay here myself!''

His father favored him with a condescending smile. "I know you can, big guy. But I don't want you having to cook for yourself or put yourself to bed, especially with, well you know.'' He tousled his son's hair. "I've talked with Conner already and sent him a list of the house rules. Now I'm sure you guys will just be playing videogames, and I left money for pizza, but remember that Conner is in charge, so behave yourself. I'll call the house when I know what time I'll be back.''

With that, he hurried out the door. James stood, stunned, as Conner's bright and cheery attitude melted away to the grin of a predator having cornered its prey.

Out of sheer instinct, Jamie ran up the stairs into his room and slammed the door, locking it behind him. He could hear Conner coming up the stairs to stand outside the door.

"Jamie, open this door!''

"No way! I'm staying in here until my dad gets back!''

"Your daddy doesn't even know when he's getting back. I'm in charge and I'm telling you to get out here right now!''

Jamie sat on his bed fuming. How could his dad do this to him? He was 10 years old, he could stay home by himself! And Conner as a babysitter? Conner?! His thoughts were interrupted by a click and his door flying open.

"You stupid little twerp, the key is always on top of the door frame,'' Conner taunted, advancing on Jamie. "Not that you would be tall enough to get it anyways. Now do you know what was in the rules your daddy sent to me?''

The 8th grader grabbed his phone and zoomed in on some text in the email, shoving it in front of Jamie's face:

\t"If Jamie is uncooperative or misbehaves severely enough, you may punish him by sending him to his room, grounding him from electronics, or if necessary, spanking him.''

Jamie was frozen in his bed. The word spanking seemed to stick in his vision as Conner grabbed the younger fur and in one motion, sat on the bed while throwing Jamie over his lap. Conner roughly yanked Jamie's pants down and started laughing.

"I'll tell you a secret,'' he said between guffaws. "The email mentioned this, but I honestly didn't believe it until now.''

There, over a school bully's lap, Jamie's biggest secret was exposed in all its embarrassing glory. The spiderman goodnites were easy enough to hide at school, but as Conner poked and prodded it, eliciting the sound of crinkling plastic, Jamie was harshly reminded how much like diapers they looked and felt.

Conner drew his paw back and smacked the seat of the absorbant undergarment. Jamie's body jerked at the shock, but Conner tutted. "No no no, this won't do at all. Naughty little boys need to be spanked bare bottom.'' Jamie could hear the grin on his tormentor's face, even if he couldn't see it. Suddenly, the goodnite was yanked down to his ankles with his pants, his bare bottom exposed to the world, and more importantly to Conner.

Conner rubbed his paw over Jamie's bottom menacingly. "You know, little boy, if you promise to obey your babysitter, I might go easy on you.'' Jamie clenched his mouth, barely managing to avoid making things any worse with a biting remark.

"No? Okay then, little boy...'' Jamie felt Conner's paw move from his bottom, and a sudden sting as the first smack fell. His body jerked, as much as he tried to stop it, and Conner's paw came down a second time, his second spank arriving almost directly on top of the first.

Conner quickly set out spanking his wayward ward. He had always wanted to do this, it was why he started looking into a girly job like babysitting in the first place. He watched with glee as the red pawprints visible through the white fur on his victim's bottom blurred together to shade the twerp's butt pink. Soon, Jamie was squirming and reached his paw back to shield his bottom. Conner easily grabbed it and held it against the small of the small cat's back.

"What do you think you're doing?'' Conner spanked Jamie's bottom in rapid succession. To his delight, Jamie started to let out small yelps. The older boy redoubled his efforts, each spank stinging his paw, but he couldn't care less with his captive prey.

Jamie was biting his lip softly. There was no way he would give Conner the satisfaction of crying in front of him. This wasn't his first spanking, though his father had spanked him sparingly, and, he realized with sudden trepidation, it was never this hard.

Despite all of his squirming and yelping, Jamie's eyes began to water and he cried out as Conner went from rapid fire spanks to slower but harder smacks.

"Oh, is the baby gonna cwy?'' Conner teased. But Jamie was beyond pride, and began crying over Conner's lap, reduced to a sorry little boy who just wanted his spanking to be over.

Conner continued the spanking, teasing the crying boy as he finalized the punishment with 5 spanks as hard as he could manage. He pushed Jamie up and guided the cat into the corner as he stumbled over his pants and goodnite at his ankles.

"Now you stay in time-out for 10 minutes, little boy. Keep your paws on your head and don't you dare move from that corner.''

Conner stepped out of the room, grabbing at the tent in his crotch as he listened to the little nerd sniffle. In that moment he knew that there was no way this would be the last time he spanked Jamie. He made his way to the bathroom and did a double-take as he noticed a calendar on the wall. But this wasn't just a plain calendar, this one had "JAMIE'' written on it in crayon, with a container of rainy cloud stickers and sun stickers. So... a bedwetting calendar, hmm?

But, no... there were 2 stickers on each day. Sometimes a sun and a raincloud, sometimes two rainclouds, and - he flicked through the previous months - almost never two suns. At the beginning of the calendar, a paper fell out. The top had large, bold print:

\t\t\t\t\tPOTTY TRAINING LEVELS

Big Boy: 14 dry days and nights - big boys do not have accidents at all and are fully potty trained. Any accident, day or night, means a return to Toddler status

\tDay: Big Boy Underwear
\tNight: Pull-Ups

Toddler: 7 dry days - Daytime accident means a return to Baby status, 14 dry days and nights will result in Big Boy status

\tDay: Pull-Ups
\tNight: Diapers

Baby: Babies wear diapers 24/7 and must ask to use the potty. 7 dry days will result in Toddler status

\tDay: Diapers
\tNight: Diapers

Oh man, this was too good. The runt was wearing goodnites today, so he must still be at the “Toddler” level! A 10 year old who isn’t even potty trained? Conner could barely contain his sadistic glee as he tucked the calendar under his arm and walked back to Jamie’s bedroom.

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