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I mean, you barely got out of them. You clearly still need them,” his eldest brother, Dale teased. \n\n\t“Yeah, you gonna pee your pants at Grisleyworld again?” his second oldest brother, Dunn, jeered.\n\n\t“No!” Simon said, unconvincingly.\n\n\t“You totally are!” Dale said, a big teethy grin on his face.\n\n\t“Am not!” Simon argued.\n\n\t“Are too!” Dunn replied.\n\n\t“Shut up! Shut up, shut up, shut up!” Simon begged. He was losing the battle, and arguing with his older brothers was not helping. He knew that he was running out of time. He thought about running ahead, and cutting everyone in line. No one else seemed like they even needed to go, so why did it matter if he cut? He was the one potty dancing, holding his crotch like a baby, after all. \n\n\t“Yeah, come on Stinky Simon. Just pee your pants already and get it over with, we all know you’re going to,” Dale said, rolling his eyes.\n\n\t“No I’m…I’m not….” Simon said, groaning. But he knew it was no use. He gasped as he felt his paw grow warm, and he looked down in horror. “Oh no…” he whimpered. A large dark blotch was clearly showing on his cargo shorts, and quickly growing. The dark spots blossomed out from behind his paw, and streaks ran down the legs of his shorts. It was too late. Simon was peeing his pants. He let out a hitched sob as he lost control, and just stood there peeing in his pants in line for the bathroom. \n\n\t“Hey! Look everyone! My little brother is peeing his pants!” Dale called out, nearly shouting at the top of his lungs.\n\n\t“What a baby! He’s done this two years in a row!” Dunn said, just as loudly.\n\n\t“Stop it…” Simon mewled weakly. He kept peeing. It felt like he couldn’t stop. He peed for what felt like hours. His pants were soaked. Even the back of his shorts was soaked, and he was still peeing. No matter how much he peed, it was like he couldn’t get any relief. “I can’t stop!” he cried.\n\n\t“And he was next, too! He couldn’t even hold it long enough to wait for just one person,” Dale called out.\n\n\t“What? The line was taking forever! There’s like 100 people ahead of me!” Simon said. But when he turned to look, he was right in front of the bathroom. There was only a crowd around him, staring at him as he peed his pants. The puddle grew around him, stretching out nearly five feet in diameter.\n\n\t“Hey look, it’s Sheriff Shepherd! Isn’t he your favorite hero hound?” Dale teased, pointing at the Sheriff Shepherd mascot standing nearby, watching Simon pee his pants. \n\n\t“N-no! Don’t look!” Simon cried, watching his hero shake his head at his antics. He couldn’t believe it. He was having a potty accident right in front of Sheriff Shepherd! He’d never believe he was a big boy now. \n\n\t“Wow, I thought my biggest fan would be potty trained by now,” Sheriff Shepherd said suddenly lifting Simon off the ground, holding him under his arms. “Look everyone! My biggest fan is a big pants wetting baby kitten!” Sheriff Shepherd said, howling with laughter. \n\n\tSimon was mortified, but he just kept peeing. His bladder ached and it felt like he was getting no relief no matter how much he peed. “Stop it…” he sniffled. \n\n\tThe rest of the Hero Hounds crew showed up, and began pointing and laughing at Simon as well. “Wow! What a baby! Sorry little kitten, only big kids are supposed to watch our show. You clearly still need diapers. You’re definitely not big enough to watch us on TV yet,” Lava Lab said, rolling his eyes. \n\n\t“Awwww, what a cute kitten! But someone definitely isn’t ready for big boy undies,” Princess Pup cooed.\n\n\t“You’ll get there one day, little hero! But for now, the only villain you should be worried about is the potty monster,” Rocket Retriever said, hiding a laugh.\n\n\t“I dunno guys, he sure is peeing a lot. Maybe he’s got a super power too…super soaking!” Demo Dog said, howling with laughter. The rest of the Hero Hounds joined him in his laughter, and Simon just pouted as he kept peeing. It was endless. It poured out of him like a faucet. He tried to stop, but it was no use. He just hung in the air in front of everyone, held up by his favorite Hero Hound, peeing his pants like a kitten. \n\n\t“Super Soaker! Super Soaker! Super Soaker!” the crowd chanted as he peed. \n\n\t“Soaky Simon!” Soaky Simon! Soaky Simon!” his brothers jeered. \n\n\tSimon just closed his eyes, wishing he was anywhere else in the world. He pressed his paws over his ears, and tried to cover the sound of everyone teasing him. It seemed to work! The sounds of everyone chanting faded away.\n\n\tSimon groggily opened his eyes, and found himself laying on the naptime mat in his classroom. He let out a sigh of relief. It had all just been a nightmare. \n\n\t“Okay boys and girls, it’s time for our book reports! Simon, come up here now, it’s your turn first,” his teacher said.\n\n\t“Can I use the bathroom first?” Simon asked. His need to pee from his dream was still strongly present. No wonder he couldn’t feel any relief, he had never actually peed!\n\n\t“No! You should have gone to the bathroom before naptime,” his teacher said, then ushered him to the front of the class. \n\n\t“But I really need to go!” Simon protested. His urge to pee felt even more dire than in his dream.\n\n\t“Too bad! You’ll have to hold it,” his teacher said with a shrug. \n\n\tSimon turned to face the class. Despite his best efforts to stop it, his paw grabbed needily at his crotch. He grabbed his member through his school uniform shorts, and his legs shook. “P-please, I don’t think I can hold it,” Simon whined, looking at everyone in the room. They stared back at him, giggling as he held his crotch like a baby. \n\n\t“If you have to pee so bad, then just pee! But you’re not allowed to leave the front of the class until you’re done giving your book report,” his teacher commanded. “So if you gotta pee, you better hold it, or pee your pants!” \n\n\t“Y-you can’t make me do that!” Simon protested. But it was no use. He was stuck in place. His need to pee had reached its limits. Even if he made a run for it, he’d never make it. He tried to take steps toward the door, but his body gave way. \n\n\t“Noooo!” the tiger cried out. The quiet classroom was suddenly greeted by the loud sound of fresh, warm, kitten piddle spraying into his shorts. It darkened the fabric of his blue uniform shorts, and very clearly showed to everyone that he was wetting himself. And if the big wet stain running across his crotch and down his legs wasn’t enough to let it be known what he was doing, the pee puddle growing under his feet gave him away even worse.\n\n\t“Oh my gosh! Simon is peeing his pants!” a girl called out. The class erupted into laughter, pointing at Simon.\n\n\t“Even my little brother is potty trained!” A boy called out.\n\n\t“Simon still needs diapers!” a second girl teased.\n\n\t“Ewwww it’s getting everywhere!” the first girl said, getting another big laugh from the class.\n\n\tSimon tried to move, to make a run for the door, but he was stuck in place. He just peed, and peed, and peed, and it wasn’t stopping. No matter how much he peed, it felt like he only had to go.\n\n\t“Oh Simon, you’re clearly too little for my class. We’re going to have to send you back to pre-school to start over,” his teacher said, clicking her tongue disapprovingly. \n\n\t“No! It was just an accident! You didn’t let me go!” Simon protested, feeling the warm liquid pouring out of him, running down his legs, and splashing on the floor.\n\n\t“Big boys can hold it as long as they need to. You clearly aren’t a big boy after all,” his teacher said. She reached in her desk, and grabbed a diaper. “I’m gonna have to put a diaper on you and send you to the daycare with the rest of the babies until you learn how to keep your pants dry.”\n\n\t“No! Please!” Simon begged. But it was no use. His teacher walked over to him quickly, and tugged his shorts down, revealing his soaked cartoon briefs. His Sherrif Shepherd briefs were drenched, and visibly yellowed. \n\n\t“You’re MUCH too little for big boy undies, Simon,” his teacher said, shaking her head. She tugged them down to his ankles, and the class erupted in laughter once again.\n\n\t“Look at Simon’s peepee!” a boy called out.\n\n\t“It’s so little!” A girl said, giggling.\n\n\t“Wow, he really is a baby!” a boy in the back of the class called out.\n\n\t“I-it’s not small!” Simon said, aghast. 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I was worried I’d have to get the car detailed…again,” his dad grumbled from the driver’s seat. \n\n“Yeah, I think Simon should just stay in his baby car seat until he can stay dry,” Dale said, grinning widely.\n\n“Maybe…” his mom said, looking back at Simon.\n\nSimon opened his mouth to argue, but his urge to pee suddenly was all he could think about. He forced his paw into his lap, and squirmed. “C-can we pull over?” Simon begged.\n\n“Uh oh! Simon is gonna pee his pants again!” Dunn said excitedly.\n\n“I am not!” Simon spat back.\n\n“We’re stuck in traffic, bud. No where to pull over,” his dad rumbled. \n\n“Please…I really gotta go,” Simon begged. \n\n“I knew I should have put you in a diaper instead of just a Pull-Up,” his mom sighed.\n\n“A Pull-Up?!” Simon said in shock. He poked his crotch, and sure enough, he felt the unmistakable feeling of a Pull-Up between his legs.\n\n“Well yeah. You don’t get undies back after a potty accident until the end of the week, bud. 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Simon just sat in his accident, holding his head in his paws as he ruined his pants like a kitten.\n\n“Stinky Simon strikes again!” Dale teased. \n\n“Shut up!” Simon spat.\n\n“Hey, that’s not nice, Stinky Simon. Be nice to your brothers,” his mom said, giving him a look.\n\n“Mom!” Simon said in shock. He couldn’t believe she called him Stinky Simon too.\n\n“Stinky Simon! Stinky Simon! Stinky Simon!” his brothers teased. His mom and dad joined in on the chorus, and Simon whimpered in shame, sitting in the mushy puddle he’d created in his car seat like a real kitten. \n\n“Diapers for a month! No…diapers for a year!” his mom teased.\n\n“Diapers until he moves out…” his dad growled. “Tired of buying him undies if he’s just gonna ruin ‘em.\n\nSimon closed his eyes, and pressed his paws to his ears, and the teasing subsided. \n\nWhen he opened his eyes, he found himself in a doctor’s office. He was snuggled up against his mom’s shoulder, waking up from a light nap.\n\n“Good nap, sweety?” His mom asked kindly.\n\n“Lots of weird dreams…” Simon said, rubbing his eyes. \n\n“Oh? Like what?” she asked him.\n\n“I don’t wanna talk about them,” he said sheepishly.\n\nHis mom wrapped her arm around his shoulder and gave him a small hug. “That’s okay. Just dreams. I think we’re up next!” his mom said. \n\nSimon nodded, then jolted upright as he felt his need to pee come on strongly. He shoved his paw in his lap, and looked at his mom desperately. “C-can I go pee first?” he asked.\n\nHis mom opened her mouth to reply, but was interrupted by a nurse. “Simon?” the kangaroo nurse called out.\n\n“That’s us!” Simon’s mom said, then got to her feet. She reached her paw out for Simon. “Come on, let’s go get your check up.”\n\n“B-but I really need to pee,” Simon protested, looking around desperately.\n\n“No time for that, we really need to get going, we’re very busy,” the nurse explained. \n\nSimon whined, but obediently walked behind his mom as they followed the nurse into the doctor’s office. He kept his paw clamped securely around his member as he waddled into the doctor’s office.\n\n“So, anything we need to be concerned about?” the nurse asked, looking at Simon’s mom.\n\n“Well, he just can’t seem to keep his pants dry during the day, and he’s still wetting the bed. And that’s only part of it. Sometimes he’ll even have messy accidents. I don’t think he’s kept his bed dry once since we got him out of diapers, and he messes his pants in bed a few times a week too. I think he should be back in diapers, what do you think?” his mom said.\n\n“Mom! Th-that’s not true!” Simon said in shock.\n\n“Oh hush dear, we both know you’re barely potty trained. I don’t know why I even let you wear big boy undies today. I mean, look. You already peed your pants!” \n\n“No I didn’t!” Simon started to argue, then he looked down. He was shocked at what he saw. His pants were soaked from crotch to ankle. He didn’t even remember peeing. There was a puddle under him, and he still needed to pee, badly. To make matters worse the pressure in his bowels was growing to be unbearable. \n\n“Hmmm…I see. I think your son might have hit the age where he failed potty training. I recommend putting him back in diapers, or you’re going to be doing a lot more laundry. I think he’s a lost cause,” the nurse said, looking at a clip board. \n\n“That’s not true! I’m potty trained! I swear!” Simon pleaded. \n\n“Honey, it’s not nice to fib,” his mom said sweetly. “Now go on and poop your pants. I don’t want the nice nurse putting you in a diaper, just to change your messy diaper right away.”\n\n“M-mom! Please!” Simon begged. But as though his mom’s command took over him, he felt his tail lift, and the seat of his pants began to droop as he pushed warm mush into his pants. \n\n“Hmm…definitely a potty-training failure to launch. Sorry miss, I don’t think he’ll ever be out of diapers,” the nurse said, matter-of-factly. \n\n“That’s okay, I kind of suspected that was the case,” his mom said casually, as thought Simon going in his pants was no more unusual than him eating breakfast. \n\nSimon opened his mouth to argue, but just grunted and felt his knees buckle as he pushed more and more warm mush into his pants. Fresh pee began pouring out of him. But as much as he went, he didn’t feel any better. His bladder felt like a balloon at its limit, ready to pop, and his guts churned achingly. “M-mommy…” he sniffled. \n\n“Go on hun, finish up and the nice nurse will put you in a diaper for me,” his mom said sweetly.\n\nHe whimpered as he continued pottying his pants. \n\n“Do you think he’ll ever get out of diapers, nurse?” his mom asked.\n\nThe nurse shook her head. “I think he’ll always be a little diaper kitten,” the nurse teased.\n\n“H-hey!” Simon stammered.\n\n“Awww, well that’s okay. I don’t mind my widdle baby boy staying in diapees,” his mom cooed.\n\n“Mom! No…” Simon whined.\n\n“Let’s get him undressed,” the nurse said. Without a word, she suddenly tugged down his pants and underwear, leaving him exposed in the middle of the examination room. His messy butt came into view, and he didn’t know what to hide, so his paws stayed frozen at his side.\n\n“Well, that explains everything. He still has a baby penis,” the nurse explained.\n\n“I did think it was a bit small,” his mom said in agreement.\n\n“It’s not small!” Simon whined, covering it.\n\n“Hun, it’s teeny tiny. It can hardly even be called a peepee, let alone a big boy peepee,” the nurse explained. \n“Unfortunately, you’re going to stay a baby your whole life.”\n\n“Awwww someone is gonna stay mommy’s widdle baby boy fowever,” his mom lisped babyishly at him. “Is someone hungry? Does someone want mama’s numums?” his mother asked, opening her shirt. She revealed a breast to him, and lifted him from his puddle on the floor. She cuddled him into her lap, pressing her breast to his muzzle. Simon tried to fight it, but his mom tickled somewhere under his chin and it made his muzzle open. He felt his mother’s breast enter his muzzle, and he began suckling instinctively. He tried to fight it, but the milk pulsing into his muzzle was too tasty to let himself stop.\n\n“That seals it. Simon is going to remain a little diaper baby for the rest of his life,” the nurse said, as though diagnosing an illness. \n\nSimon just closed his eyes, and suckled his mom’s breast for comfort, until the room went silent. \n\nThe tiger woke up, suckling his thumb. He heard giggles coming from around him, and he looked to his left, then his right. Kendall and Rick were next to him, each in their own sleeping bags. \n\n“I thought you stopped sucking your thumb,” Rick said, a foxy smirk on his muzzle.\n\n“I-I never said that…” Simon said, embarrassed.\n\n“You always teased me for it! I knew you sometimes did it for pretend, but you totally were doing it for real!” Kendall giggled. \n\n“So what! You still do it,” Simon grumbled.\n\n“You said only babies suck their thumbs still. So that makes you a baby!” Rick said eagerly.\n\n“Well, then Kendall is a baby too!” Simon protested. \n\nKendall shrugged. “I don’t pretend to be a big boy like you do.”\n\n“I’m not pretending!” Simon fussed.\n\n“Oh yeah? Then how come you wet your sleeping bag?” Rick asked, giggling.\n\n“I-I didn’t wet my sleeping bag!” Simon denied.\n\n“Did too!” Kendall said. “We heard you peeing, and then we both smelled it! You totally peed your sleeping bag! You wet the bed!”\n\n“I bet it was you!” Simon said defensively. But as he said this, he felt the wetness between his legs. He definitely peed in his sleeping bag. And to make matters worse, he still had to pee. He didn’t want to get out of his sleeping bag and reveal what he’d done, though\n\n“No way, Kendall and I are both dry, see?” Rick said, getting out of his sleeping bag to show off his dry pajamas. Kendall did the same, showing off his bone dry pants. \n\n“See? We didn’t wet the bed like a baby. Only you did! And you were sucking your thumb too!” Rick teased.\n\n“No I didn’t!” Simon lied. “I totally didn’t wet my bed!” \n\n“Prove it!” Kendall said, grinning and wagging his tail.\n\n“N-no…” Simon said, looking away.\n\n“You won’t prove it cuz you can’t! You peed the bed!” Rick giggled.\n\n“I did not!” Simon pouted. “Did not did not did not!” \n\n“Did too did too did too!” Kendall parroted. \n\nSimon whined, and grabbed at his crotch. He needed to pee worse than he could ever remember. “S-stop teasing me..”\n\n“We won’t tease if you just admit it,” Rick said with a shrug.\n\n“Yeah, it’s not like we don’t go in our pants too. You just do it the most,” Kendall said.\n\n“Do not!” Simon protested.\n\n“Do too!” Rick and Kendall said in unison.\n\nSimon opened his mouth to fight back, but instead gasped as he suddenly began peeing his pants in his sleeping bag. He felt the cold wet fabric of his PJs suddenly warm up, and a very obvious hissing sound came from between his legs.\n\n“You’re peeing your pants right now!” Rick said, giggling.\n\n“No I’m not…” Simon sniffled. “I’m not a baby…”\n\n“Awww come on Soaky Simon, it’s okay. You can tell us. We’re your best friends!” Kendall said sweetly. \n\n“Yeah, we don’t care if you’re a widdle baby kitty. We will still hang out with you,” Rick said. \n\n“Yeah! We can even help change your diapers!” Kendall agreed.\n\n“I don’t need diapers!” Simon whined.\n\n“You don’t? How come you’re wearing one?” Rick asked.\n\n“I’m not! You just said I wet my sleeping bag!” Simon said, confused.\n\n“No I didn’t? I said you needed a diaper change,” Rick said, also confused.\n\nSimon shook his head. He put a paw into the sleeping back, and was shocked to feel a swollen soaked diaper instead of the wet fabric he’d only felt moments before.\n\n“H-how…” Simon whined.\n\n“It’s okay if you still need diapers, Simon. Owen still needs em too!” Kendall explained. “Sure he’s younger than us, but that’s okay! That’s not that big of a deal.”\n\nRick nodded. “Yeah! You and Owen wear the same kind of diaper,” Rick said with a big grin.\n\n“But I don’t…I’m potty trained,” Simon whimpered.\n\nThe other boys giggled. “Simon, you’ve NEVER been potty trained,” Kendall said. \n\n“B-but…” Simon said, unsure what was happening. As he pondered this, he felt his tail twitch, an he let out a grunt as he suddenly began filling his diaper.\n\nKendall and Rick giggled again. “See, you’re even pooping your pats!” Rick said, pretending to hold his nose.\n\n“He definitely smells like Owen in the morning,” Kendall agreed.\n\n“But…I’ve seen you guys potty your pants too!” Simon whined.\n\nKendall and Rick looked at one another confused. “Uh…we’ve never once had a potty accident,” Kendall said, tilting his head. “Maybe you’re thinking of Owen.”\n\n“N-no! We have a club, and we all go in our pants!” Simon said between grunts, pushing more and more mush into his pants. He felt his bladder give way, and sighed in pleasure as an overwhelming sense of relief came over him. As he pushed out another heavy load of mush into his diaper, peeing more and more, he felt his diaper begin to overflow. The sleeping bag soaked up his extra piddle as it spilled out of his completely full diaper. His diaper expanded, the diaper tapes straining as the diaper did its best to contain all of his mess. The relief was almost orgasmic. His bladder was no longer a stone in his stomach. The balloon was deflating, and the pressure in his guts was finally going away. He pushed out the last of his mush, and felt the pee stream eventually die off. He closed his eyes in relief, and a different sensation overcame him.\n\nSimon laid in his bed as waves of tingling pleasure coursed through him. Cassy laid next to him, fully awake as she watched her boyfriend have a wet dream next to her. His tongue hung loosely out of his muzzle, and she watched his cock twitching in his ruined underwear. The pearlescent spunk pushed its way through the wet fabric of the briefs stretched around his erection. Jet after jet of tiger spunk filled his ruined underwear, and Cassy just watched eagerly.\n\nShe’d been woken by the feeling of spreading wetness coming from Simon, and had pulled the blanket back to see that her tough tiger boyfriend was wetting the bed. Again. Moments later, a curious bulge began pushing the seat of his Hero Hounds briefs out, and Cassy watched in awe as Simon messed in his sleep for the first time in months. His stream of pee seemed to go on forever, and the mush that pushed out of him threatened to spill out of his underwear, but miraculously stayed contained. Cassy didn’t bother moving, instead just letting the pee stain spread under her. She rubbed at the front of her panties, growing more and more horny as she watched her jock boyfriend wet his bed like a kitten. \n\nOnce Cassy had seen enough, she gently shook Simon awake.\n\n“Hey, wake up,” she said gently.\n\nSimon snapped awake. The sounds of Cassy’s voice was blended with the voices of his dreams, and it took a moment for him to get his bearings. He reached out, and gently swiped a paw at her. It brushed her fur, and she batted his paw away.\n\n“What was that for?” Cassy asked, confused.\n\n“Are you…is this…real?” Simon said groggily.\n\nCassy just grinned, then rolled her eyes. “Do you want me to pinch you?” she asked.\n\nSimon shook his head. “I just had the wildest dreams. I kept dreaming that I was having accidents, but in a bunch of different places. Everyone kept teasing me and calling me a baby…every time I thought I woke up, it was just another dream. I was like, a kid again,” he said, still not aware of what was happening. \n\n“Well, at least it seemed like good dreams. Been a while since you’ve had a wet dream,” Cassy said, waiting for him to realize what else he’d done.\n\n“Yeah, guess even in my dreams I like going potty in my pants,” Simon said, yawning.\n\n“Yeah…your dreams,” Cassy said coyly.\n\nSimon reached a paw down to scratch at himself, feeling a bit itchy, and froze when his paw touched his underwear. He sat upright, and felt something squish under him.\n\n“I didn’t…” he mumbled.\n\n“You did~” Cassy cooed.\n\n“No…this is a dream too, right? Tell me I didn’t mess the bed,” he pleaded, looking at her. \n\n“I would, but I don’t wanna lie to you,” Cassy said, giving his nose a small boop. She leaned in and kissed him on the cheek. \n\nSimon laid back down and sighed, feeling the wet spot under him. He’d wet the bed plenty of times with Cassy in bed with him. The two of them regularly peed in his bed, so that was no real problem. Generally, though, they kept their messing outside of the bed. It was more annoying to clean. \n\n“Awww don’t act so embarrassed,” Cassy said, snuggling up to him. \n\n“But…I haven’t done that in so long,” Simon said with a sigh.\n\n“So what? It’s not like you never do it,” Cassy said, sleepily yawning and nuzzling into him. \n\n“So now I gotta make sure the other guys aren’t using the laundry,” Simon grumbled.\n\n“You mean Mac and Rick? You really think they stayed dry last night? You were all hammered. If either of them are dry, I’ll go without diapers in class for a week,” Cassy said with a giggle. \n\n“Good point…” Simon groaned. \n\n“Awww don’t pout. You know I think it’s cute,” Cassy said. \n\n“Yeah well, you’re not the one with a load in your undies,” Simon grumbled. \n\n“Oh yeah? I can fix that if you want~” Cassy said quietly, nuzzling Simon’s ear.\n\nSimon felt himself getting hard again. \n\n“Is that right?” Simon purred.\n\nAs if to respond, Cassy let out a sigh. Simon suddenly felt warm wetness spraying against his thigh as Cassy cuddled up to him. She had her leg wrapped over him, wetting her panties directly against his leg. Simon let out a moan as he felt his cock spring to life, slowly sliding out of his sheath and pressing into his pee-soaked underwear. He waited for Cassy to finish peeing, then felt her grip him a bit more tightly. He heard her grunt, and then heard the telltale crackling of her beginning to fill her panties. He reached a paw behind her, and let his paw rest on her rump, feeling her panties slowly expand into them as she filled her pants with warm mush of her own. \n\nSimon’s cock throbbed as he waited for Cassy to finish her own “accident”. He felt her paw slowly make its way up his soaked inner thigh, then to his groin, and then to his erect cock. The kangaroo woman rubbed at his tented, soggy cartoon briefs, slowly playing with his cock. \n\n“Guess we really should be quick if we’re going to get in the wash before Mac an Rick find out….THAT YOU TOTALLY WET AND MESSED YOUR BED!” Cassy suddenly loudly announced. \n\nSimon hissed. “Cut it out! They’ll hear you!” he said. The walls of the apartment were paper thin. If Mac or Rick were awake, they would have surely heard her.\n\n“Dude!” Simon heard Mac call out. “I totally peed my bed too! But I didn’t mess myself,” the coywolf said, openly laughing from his room.\n\n“I’m soaked too but I definitely didn’t mess. Stinky Simon is back!” Rick teased from his own room.\n“Shut up! Both of you!” Simon yelled out. \n\nCassy put a finger over his muzzle, and stopped his response. She sat up, straddling Simon. Her own mushy undies rested on his soaked groin, and he immediately quieted down. “Come on, Stinky Simon. Let’s make them wish they had a girlfriend who doesn’t mind a big stinky tiger in her bed,” Cassy cooed, grinding her messy rump just above his crotch. \n\nSimon nodded, and pulled his briefs down just enough to reveal his shaft as it slid out of his sheath. He carefully pulled Cassy’s panties down, enough so to gain access to her nethers, but not so much he risked her mess spilling out of her panties. He maneuvered himself between her legs, and stuffed his hard shaft into his girlfriend’s pussy. There was no way he was dreaming now, he knew it. Something that felt this good could only come from reality. \nCassy rode Simon cowgirl style, rewarding her boyfriend for doing something he hardly ever did for her. She loved when Simon messed himself, but the tiger she was fucking generally only ever wet himself. He enjoyed messing, just not as much as she did. He hated the cleanup. She wanted to give him a reason not to worry so much about that. She figured she could train him to mess himself, and maybe even his bed, more often by fucking him as a reward. Not to mention she was wildly horny herself. Not only had she watched Simon wet and mess himself, then have a wet dream in his ruined undies, she’d enjoyed her own fun with soaking her panties, and filling them up nicely. With her morning needs taken care of, there was nothing stopping them from fucking one another in their soaked bed. \n\nSimon grunted and thrusted, not sure how long he could hold back. Everything was too overwhelming. The memories of his dreams were flashing through his brain. The memory of his wetting at the theme park, made into a different sort of horny dream. The memory of him wetting his carseat between his brothers, paired with the humiliation of having to return to diapers that week. The memory of him wetting his pants while giving a book report, mixed with the threat of being put back into diapers for school. The memory of old sleepovers, bickering over who was the bigger baby as they laid in their wet sleeping bags. And finally, the memory of his mother threatening to breastfeed him for dinner if he didn’t stop fibbing about the mess in his underwear. All of these combined into a strange series of fantasies that made him cum in his pants. The faded memories of his dreams, combined with the sounds of Cassy’s pleasured moans and the warm wetness of her soft perfect pussy were too much for him. He let out a screeching yowl as he came hard, and deep into her. \n\nCassy heard Simon cum before she felt it. But only moments after his signature yowl, she felt his cock twitching, loading her up with his potent tiger spunk. The feeling sent her over the edge. She cried out dramatically, making sure that Rick and Mac heard her cumming. Making sure that the other boys knew just how good her boyfriend was at fucking her. That out of their childhood group of friends, she’d chosen him. And she was letting them know that she chose correctly, as she came over and over again. \n\nThe two came together until their orgasms faded away, and they were left panting in their soaked bed, and messy undies. \n\n“I think we’d better get cleaned up,” Simon mumbled sleepily.\n\nA second after he said this, the two heard the washing machine in the shared bathroom start up.\n\n“Well…no hurry now,” Cassy said, giggling a bit as she snuggled on top of Simon. “More time for round two.”\nSimon nodded, and rested his eyes, hoping that if he did fall back asleep, his dreams would be half as good as the ones he’d just had. \n\t\n\n\tCassy stood in front of her classroom, aghast, with her panties loaded down with mush, and a puddle at her feet…\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Simon stuffed his paw between his legs, not caring who saw. He squirmed, and danced his potty dance as he looked at the long line ahead of him for the bathroom. It felt like he had been waiting for hours. He cursed his luck. Every bathroom except for one stall in the entire amusement park was broken! So, everyone that needed to use the bathroom could only use the one bathroom. The line went on for a few hundred yards. He wondered if he was even standing in the right line. He squirmed and groaned as his bladder complained at him.  But despite the line and the long wait, he was the only one who really seemed like they needed to pee. Everyone else was casually chatting and seemed unbothered. His older brothers rolled their eyes at his antics. Simon was bursting, though. He felt like he’d burst at any second.

\t“Jeeze, little bro. We shoulda put you in a diaper before coming here. I mean, you barely got out of them. You clearly still need them,” his eldest brother, Dale teased.

\t“Yeah, you gonna pee your pants at Grisleyworld again?” his second oldest brother, Dunn, jeered.

\t“No!” Simon said, unconvincingly.

\t“You totally are!” Dale said, a big teethy grin on his face.

\t“Am not!” Simon argued.

\t“Are too!” Dunn replied.

\t“Shut up! Shut up, shut up, shut up!” Simon begged. He was losing the battle, and arguing with his older brothers was not helping. He knew that he was running out of time. He thought about running ahead, and cutting everyone in line. No one else seemed like they even needed to go, so why did it matter if he cut? He was the one potty dancing, holding his crotch like a baby, after all.  

\t“Yeah, come on Stinky Simon. Just pee your pants already and get it over with, we all know you’re going to,” Dale said, rolling his eyes.

\t“No I’m…I’m not….” Simon said, groaning. But he knew it was no use. He gasped as he felt his paw grow warm, and he looked down in horror. “Oh no…” he whimpered. A large dark blotch was clearly showing on his cargo shorts, and quickly growing. The dark spots blossomed out from behind his paw, and streaks ran down the legs of his shorts. It was too late. Simon was peeing his pants. He let out a hitched sob as he lost control, and just stood there peeing in his pants in line for the bathroom.  

\t“Hey! Look everyone! My little brother is peeing his pants!” Dale called out, nearly shouting at the top of his lungs.

\t“What a baby! He’s done this two years in a row!” Dunn said, just as loudly.

\t“Stop it…” Simon mewled weakly. He kept peeing. It felt like he couldn’t stop. He peed for what felt like hours. His pants were soaked. Even the back of his shorts was soaked, and he was still peeing. No matter how much he peed, it was like he couldn’t get any relief. “I can’t stop!” he cried.

\t“And he was next, too! He couldn’t even hold it long enough to wait for just one person,” Dale called out.

\t“What? The line was taking forever! There’s like 100 people ahead of me!” Simon said. But when he turned to look, he was right in front of the bathroom. There was only a crowd around him, staring at him as he peed his pants. The puddle grew around him, stretching out nearly five feet in diameter.

\t“Hey look, it’s Sheriff Shepherd! Isn’t he your favorite hero hound?” Dale teased, pointing at the Sheriff Shepherd mascot standing nearby, watching Simon pee his pants.

\t“N-no! Don’t look!” Simon cried, watching his hero shake his head at his antics. He couldn’t believe it. He was having a potty accident right in front of Sheriff Shepherd! He’d never believe he was a big boy now.

\t“Wow, I thought my biggest fan would be potty trained by now,” Sheriff Shepherd said suddenly lifting Simon off the ground, holding him under his arms. “Look everyone! My biggest fan is a big pants wetting baby kitten!” Sheriff Shepherd said, howling with laughter.

\tSimon was mortified, but he just kept peeing. His bladder ached and it felt like he was getting no relief no matter how much he peed. “Stop it…” he sniffled.

\tThe rest of the Hero Hounds crew showed up, and began pointing and laughing at Simon as well. “Wow! What a baby! Sorry little kitten, only big kids are supposed to watch our show. You clearly still need diapers. You’re definitely not big enough to watch us on TV yet,” Lava Lab said, rolling his eyes.

\t“Awwww, what a cute kitten! But someone definitely isn’t ready for big boy undies,” Princess Pup cooed.

\t“You’ll get there one day, little hero! But for now, the only villain you should be worried about is the potty monster,” Rocket Retriever said, hiding a laugh.

\t“I dunno guys, he sure is peeing a lot. Maybe he’s got a super power too…super soaking!” Demo Dog said, howling with laughter. The rest of the Hero Hounds joined him in his laughter, and Simon just pouted as he kept peeing. It was endless. It poured out of him like a faucet. He tried to stop, but it was no use. He just hung in the air in front of everyone, held up by his favorite Hero Hound, peeing his pants like a kitten.

\t“Super Soaker! Super Soaker! Super Soaker!” the crowd chanted as he peed.

\t“Soaky Simon!” Soaky Simon! Soaky Simon!” his brothers jeered.

\tSimon just closed his eyes, wishing he was anywhere else in the world. He pressed his paws over his ears, and tried to cover the sound of everyone teasing him. It seemed to work! The sounds of everyone chanting faded away.

\tSimon groggily opened his eyes, and found himself laying on the naptime mat in his classroom. He let out a sigh of relief. It had all just been a nightmare.  

\t“Okay boys and girls, it’s time for our book reports! Simon, come up here now, it’s your turn first,” his teacher said.

\t“Can I use the bathroom first?” Simon asked. His need to pee from his dream was still strongly present. No wonder he couldn’t feel any relief, he had never actually peed!

\t“No! You should have gone to the bathroom before naptime,” his teacher said, then ushered him to the front of the class.

\t“But I really need to go!” Simon protested. His urge to pee felt even more dire than in his dream.

\t“Too bad! You’ll have to hold it,” his teacher said with a shrug.

\tSimon turned to face the class. Despite his best efforts to stop it, his paw grabbed needily at his crotch. He grabbed his member through his school uniform shorts, and his legs shook. “P-please, I don’t think I can hold it,” Simon whined, looking at everyone in the room. They stared back at him, giggling as he held his crotch like a baby.

\t“If you have to pee so bad, then just pee! But you’re not allowed to leave the front of the class until you’re done giving your book report,” his teacher commanded. “So if you gotta pee, you better hold it, or pee your pants!”

\t“Y-you can’t make me do that!” Simon protested. But it was no use. He was stuck in place. His need to pee had reached its limits. Even if he made a run for it, he’d never make it. He tried to take steps toward the door, but his body gave way.

\t“Noooo!” the tiger cried out. The quiet classroom was suddenly greeted by the loud sound of fresh, warm, kitten piddle spraying into his shorts. It darkened the fabric of his blue uniform shorts, and very clearly showed to everyone that he was wetting himself. And if the big wet stain running across his crotch and down his legs wasn’t enough to let it be known what he was doing, the pee puddle growing under his feet gave him away even worse.

\t“Oh my gosh! Simon is peeing his pants!” a girl called out. The class erupted into laughter, pointing at Simon.

\t“Even my little brother is potty trained!” A boy called out.

\t“Simon still needs diapers!” a second girl teased.

\t“Ewwww it’s getting everywhere!” the first girl said, getting another big laugh from the class.

\tSimon tried to move, to make a run for the door, but he was stuck in place. He just peed, and peed, and peed, and it wasn’t stopping. No matter how much he peed, it felt like he only had to go.

\t“Oh Simon, you’re clearly too little for my class. We’re going to have to send you back to pre-school to start over,” his teacher said, clicking her tongue disapprovingly.

\t“No! It was just an accident! You didn’t let me go!” Simon protested, feeling the warm liquid pouring out of him, running down his legs, and splashing on the floor.

\t“Big boys can hold it as long as they need to. You clearly aren’t a big boy after all,” his teacher said. She reached in her desk, and grabbed a diaper. “I’m gonna have to put a diaper on you and send you to the daycare with the rest of the babies until you learn how to keep your pants dry.”

\t“No! Please!” Simon begged. But it was no use. His teacher walked over to him quickly, and tugged his shorts down, revealing his soaked cartoon briefs. His Sherrif Shepherd briefs were drenched, and visibly yellowed.

\t“You’re MUCH too little for big boy undies, Simon,” his teacher said, shaking her head. She tugged them down to his ankles, and the class erupted in laughter once again.

\t“Look at Simon’s peepee!” a boy called out.

\t“It’s so little!” A girl said, giggling.

\t“Wow, he really is a baby!” a boy in the back of the class called out.

\t“I-it’s not small!” Simon said, aghast. He was still peeing, arcing his stream out in front of him pathetically.

\t“It’s super duper small!” another girl said through her laughs.

\t“Dinky Winky Simon!” a boy said in a sing song voice.


\t“Dinky Winky Simon! Dinky Winky Simon!” the class sang together, pointing and laughing at Simon.

\tThis was even worse than his dream, Simon thought. He hung his head and sniffled, still peeing.  He closed his eyes again, and pressed his paws to his ears. The laughter and jeers quieted down, and soon all he could hear was the sound of tires on concrete, and passing wind.

\tSimon opened his eyes, and found himself looking out the windshield of his parents’ car. He was securely strapped securely a five point car seat, instead of his usual booster seat between his two brothers.

\t“Have a nice nap there, baby bro?” Dale teased.

\t“Shut up, I’m not a baby,” Simon hissed.

\t“How come you’re still in a baby’s car seat then, baby?” Dunn asked.

\t“C-cuz…because…” Simon said, failing to find an answer.

\t“Oh hush, you two. Simon peed all over his booster seat yesterday so we had to get it cleaned. His old car seat will have to do for now,” his mom said, looking back at the three of them.

\tThat got a laugh out of Dale and Dunn, and a pout from Simon.

“But I…I didn’t…” Simon said, trying to remember peeing his pants in the car.

“We’re lucky it was just the booster seat. I was worried I’d have to get the car detailed…again,” his dad grumbled from the driver’s seat.

“Yeah, I think Simon should just stay in his baby car seat until he can stay dry,” Dale said, grinning widely.

“Maybe…” his mom said, looking back at Simon.

Simon opened his mouth to argue, but his urge to pee suddenly was all he could think about. He forced his paw into his lap, and squirmed. “C-can we pull over?” Simon begged.

“Uh oh! Simon is gonna pee his pants again!” Dunn said excitedly.

“I am not!” Simon spat back.

“We’re stuck in traffic, bud. No where to pull over,” his dad rumbled.

“Please…I really gotta go,” Simon begged.

“I knew I should have put you in a diaper instead of just a Pull-Up,” his mom sighed.

“A Pull-Up?!” Simon said in shock. He poked his crotch, and sure enough, he felt the unmistakable feeling of a Pull-Up between his legs.

“Well yeah. You don’t get undies back after a potty accident until the end of the week, bud. You know the rules. And if you don’t keep that Pull-Up dry, it’s diapers for the rest of the month.

“And it’s only the first day of the month!” Dale added, unhelpfully.

“B-but that’s not fair!” Simone argued.\t

“What’s not fair is a big boy like you still going potty in your pants,” his mom said, giving him the “mom look”.

“But…I really have to pee. Please, dad, pull over…” Simon begged, squirming. His stomach growled, and his bladder ached. Not only did he have to pee more than he’d ever needed to pee in his life, but it felt like at any moment he was going to fill his Pull-Up too.

“Uh oh! Sounds like someone has to do more than just pee!” Dale teased, poking Simon’s belly.

“Stoppit!” Simon said, squirming.

“Oh just stop trying to hold it,” Dunn said, rolling his eyes. “We all know you’re barely potty trained. Just accept you’re going back to diapers this month.”\t

“N-no! Please! I can make it, just pull over!” Simon pleaded. But it was too late. He felt his body give up, and felt himself begin wetting his Pull-Up. He whimpered and mewled as he felt the warm pouring into his crotch, flooding the Pull-Up which was woefully too thin to hold his accident. His pee began pooling under his rump, and he buried his face in his paws. The sound of his hissing urine spraying into his Pull-Up filled the cab of the car. His brothers giggled quietly as he peed his pants, too afraid to openly laugh in fear of being chastised by their mom.

“Oh Simon…” his mom sighed.

“Buddy…you know better,” his dad grumbled.

“I told you to pull over!” Simon whined. As he squirmed in his puddle, something worst than pee began to push its way out of him as well. “Nooooo….” Simon whimpered as he began to mess his pants. The Pull-Up could only do so much as he filled his pants with warm mush, his body pushing it out of him with no effort. Simon just sat in his accident, holding his head in his paws as he ruined his pants like a kitten.

“Stinky Simon strikes again!” Dale teased.

“Shut up!” Simon spat.

“Hey, that’s not nice, Stinky Simon. Be nice to your brothers,” his mom said, giving him a look.

“Mom!” Simon said in shock. He couldn’t believe she called him Stinky Simon too.

“Stinky Simon! Stinky Simon! Stinky Simon!” his brothers teased. His mom and dad joined in on the chorus, and Simon whimpered in shame, sitting in the mushy puddle he’d created in his car seat like a real kitten.

“Diapers for a month! No…diapers for a year!” his mom teased.

“Diapers until he moves out…” his dad growled. “Tired of buying him undies if he’s just gonna ruin ‘em.

Simon closed his eyes, and pressed his paws to his ears, and the teasing subsided.

When he opened his eyes, he found himself in a doctor’s office. He was snuggled up against his mom’s shoulder, waking up from a light nap.

“Good nap, sweety?” His mom asked kindly.

“Lots of weird dreams…” Simon said, rubbing his eyes.

“Oh? Like what?” she asked him.

“I don’t wanna talk about them,” he said sheepishly.

His mom wrapped her arm around his shoulder and gave him a small hug. “That’s okay. Just dreams. I think we’re up next!” his mom said.

Simon nodded, then jolted upright as he felt his need to pee come on strongly. He shoved his paw in his lap, and looked at his mom desperately. “C-can I go pee first?” he asked.

His mom opened her mouth to reply, but was interrupted by a nurse. “Simon?” the kangaroo nurse called out.

“That’s us!” Simon’s mom said, then got to her feet. She reached her paw out for Simon. “Come on, let’s go get your check up.”

“B-but I really need to pee,” Simon protested, looking around desperately.

“No time for that, we really need to get going, we’re very busy,” the nurse explained.

Simon whined, but obediently walked behind his mom as they followed the nurse into the doctor’s office.  He kept his paw clamped securely around his member as he waddled into the doctor’s office.

“So, anything we need to be concerned about?” the nurse asked, looking at Simon’s mom.

“Well, he just can’t seem to keep his pants dry during the day, and he’s still wetting the bed. And that’s only part of it. Sometimes he’ll even have messy accidents. I don’t think he’s kept his bed dry once since we got him out of diapers, and he messes his pants in bed a few times a week too. I think he should be back in diapers, what do you think?” his mom said.

“Mom! Th-that’s not true!” Simon said in shock.

“Oh hush dear, we both know you’re barely potty trained. I don’t know why I even let you wear big boy undies today. I mean, look. You already peed your pants!”

“No I didn’t!” Simon started to argue, then he looked down. He was shocked at what he saw. His pants were soaked from crotch to ankle. He didn’t even remember peeing. There was a puddle under him, and he still needed to pee, badly. To make matters worse the pressure in his bowels was growing to be unbearable.

“Hmmm…I see. I think your son might have hit the age where he failed potty training. I recommend putting him back in diapers, or you’re going to be doing a lot more laundry. I think he’s a lost cause,” the nurse said, looking at a clip board.

“That’s not true! I’m potty trained! I swear!” Simon pleaded.

“Honey, it’s not nice to fib,” his mom said sweetly. “Now go on and poop your pants. I don’t want the nice nurse putting you in a diaper, just to change your messy diaper right away.”

“M-mom! Please!” Simon begged. But as though his mom’s command took over him, he felt his tail lift, and the seat of his pants began to droop as he pushed warm mush into his pants.

“Hmm…definitely a potty-training failure to launch. Sorry miss, I don’t think he’ll ever be out of diapers,” the nurse said, matter-of-factly.

“That’s okay, I kind of suspected that was the case,” his mom said casually, as thought Simon going in his pants was no more unusual than him eating breakfast.

Simon opened his mouth to argue, but just grunted and felt his knees buckle as he pushed more and more warm mush into his pants. Fresh pee began pouring out of him. But as much as he went, he didn’t feel any better. His bladder felt like a balloon at its limit, ready to pop, and his guts churned achingly. “M-mommy…” he sniffled.

“Go on hun, finish up and the nice nurse will put you in a diaper for me,” his mom said sweetly.

He whimpered as he continued pottying his pants.

“Do you think he’ll ever get out of diapers, nurse?” his mom asked.

The nurse shook her head. “I think he’ll always be a little diaper kitten,” the nurse teased.

“H-hey!” Simon stammered.

“Awww, well that’s okay. I don’t mind my widdle baby boy staying in diapees,” his mom cooed.

“Mom! No…” Simon whined.

“Let’s get him undressed,” the nurse said. Without a word, she suddenly tugged down his pants and underwear, leaving him exposed in the middle of the examination room. His messy butt came into view, and he didn’t know what to hide, so his paws stayed frozen at his side.

“Well, that explains everything. He still has a baby penis,” the nurse explained.

“I did think it was a bit small,” his mom said in agreement.

“It’s not small!” Simon whined, covering it.

“Hun, it’s teeny tiny. It can hardly even be called a peepee, let alone a big boy peepee,” the nurse explained.
“Unfortunately, you’re going to stay a baby your whole life.”

“Awwww someone is gonna stay mommy’s widdle baby boy fowever,” his mom lisped babyishly at him. “Is someone hungry? Does someone want mama’s numums?” his mother asked, opening her shirt. She revealed a breast to him, and lifted him from his puddle on the floor. She cuddled him into her lap, pressing her breast to his muzzle. Simon tried to fight it, but his mom tickled somewhere under his chin and it made his muzzle open. He felt his mother’s breast enter his muzzle, and he began suckling instinctively. He tried to fight it, but the milk pulsing into his muzzle was too tasty to let himself stop.

“That seals it. Simon is going to remain a little diaper baby for the rest of his life,” the nurse said, as though diagnosing an illness.

Simon just closed his eyes, and suckled his mom’s breast for comfort, until the room went silent.

The tiger woke up, suckling his thumb. He heard giggles coming from around him, and he looked to his left, then his right. Kendall and Rick were next to him, each in their own sleeping bags.

“I thought you stopped sucking your thumb,” Rick said, a foxy smirk on his muzzle.

“I-I never said that…” Simon said, embarrassed.

“You always teased me for it! I knew you sometimes did it for pretend, but you totally were doing it for real!” Kendall giggled.

“So what! You still do it,” Simon grumbled.

“You said only babies suck their thumbs still. So that makes you a baby!” Rick said eagerly.

“Well, then Kendall is a baby too!” Simon protested.

Kendall shrugged. “I don’t pretend to be a big boy like you do.”

“I’m not pretending!” Simon fussed.

“Oh yeah? Then how come you wet your sleeping bag?” Rick asked, giggling.

“I-I didn’t wet my sleeping bag!” Simon denied.

“Did too!” Kendall said. “We heard you peeing, and then we both smelled it! You totally peed your sleeping bag! You wet the bed!”

“I bet it was you!” Simon said defensively. But as he said this, he felt the wetness between his legs. He definitely peed in his sleeping bag. And to make matters worse, he still had to pee. He didn’t want to get out of his sleeping bag  and reveal what he’d done, though

“No way, Kendall and I are both dry, see?” Rick said, getting out of his sleeping bag to show off his dry pajamas. Kendall did the same, showing off his bone dry pants.

“See? We didn’t wet the bed like a baby. Only you did! And you were sucking your thumb too!” Rick teased.

“No I didn’t!” Simon lied. “I totally didn’t wet my bed!”

“Prove it!” Kendall said, grinning and wagging his tail.

“N-no…” Simon said, looking away.

“You won’t prove it cuz you can’t! You peed the bed!” Rick giggled.

“I did not!” Simon pouted. “Did not did not did not!”

“Did too did too did too!” Kendall parroted.

Simon whined, and grabbed at his crotch. He needed to pee worse than he could ever remember. “S-stop teasing me..”

“We won’t tease if you just admit it,” Rick said with a shrug.

“Yeah, it’s not like we don’t go in our pants too. You just do it the most,” Kendall said.

“Do not!” Simon protested.

“Do too!” Rick and Kendall said in unison.

Simon opened his mouth to fight back, but instead gasped as he suddenly began peeing his pants in his sleeping bag. He felt the cold wet fabric of his PJs suddenly warm up, and a very obvious hissing sound came from between his legs.

“You’re peeing your pants right now!” Rick said, giggling.

“No I’m not…” Simon sniffled. “I’m not a baby…”

“Awww come on Soaky Simon, it’s okay. You can tell us. We’re your best friends!” Kendall said sweetly.

“Yeah, we don’t care if you’re a widdle baby kitty. We will still hang out with you,” Rick said.

“Yeah! We can even help change your diapers!” Kendall agreed.

“I don’t need diapers!” Simon whined.

“You don’t? How come you’re wearing one?” Rick asked.

“I’m not! You just said I wet my sleeping bag!” Simon said, confused.

“No I didn’t? I said you needed a diaper change,” Rick said, also confused.

Simon shook his head. He put a paw into the sleeping back, and was shocked to feel a swollen soaked diaper instead of the wet fabric he’d only felt moments before.

“H-how…” Simon whined.

“It’s okay if you still need diapers, Simon. Owen still needs em too!” Kendall explained. “Sure he’s younger than us, but that’s okay! That’s not that big of a deal.”

Rick nodded. “Yeah! You and Owen wear the same kind of diaper,” Rick said with a big grin.

“But I don’t…I’m potty trained,” Simon whimpered.

The other boys giggled. “Simon, you’ve NEVER been potty trained,” Kendall said.

“B-but…” Simon said, unsure what was happening. As he pondered this, he felt his tail twitch, an he let out a grunt as he suddenly began filling his diaper.

Kendall and Rick giggled again. “See, you’re even pooping your pats!” Rick said, pretending to hold his nose.

“He definitely smells like Owen in the morning,” Kendall agreed.

“But…I’ve seen you guys potty your pants too!” Simon whined.

Kendall and Rick looked at one another confused. “Uh…we’ve never once had a potty accident,” Kendall said, tilting his head. “Maybe you’re thinking of Owen.”

“N-no! We have a club, and we all go in our pants!” Simon said between grunts, pushing more and more mush into his pants. He felt his bladder give way, and sighed in pleasure as an overwhelming sense of relief came over him. As he pushed out another heavy load of mush into his diaper, peeing more and more, he felt his diaper begin to overflow. The sleeping bag soaked up his extra piddle as it spilled out of his completely full diaper. His diaper expanded, the diaper tapes straining as the diaper did its best to contain all of his mess. The relief was almost orgasmic. His bladder was no longer a stone in his stomach. The balloon was deflating, and the pressure in his guts was finally going away. He pushed out the last of his mush, and felt the pee stream eventually die off. He closed his eyes in relief, and a different sensation overcame him.

Simon laid in his bed as waves of tingling pleasure coursed through him. Cassy laid next to him, fully awake as she watched her boyfriend have a wet dream next to her. His tongue hung loosely out of his muzzle, and she watched his cock twitching in his ruined underwear. The pearlescent spunk pushed its way through the wet fabric of the briefs stretched around his erection. Jet after jet of tiger spunk filled his ruined underwear, and Cassy just watched eagerly.

She’d been woken by the feeling of spreading wetness coming from Simon, and had pulled the blanket back to see that her tough tiger boyfriend was wetting the bed. Again.  Moments later, a curious bulge began pushing the seat of his Hero Hounds briefs out, and Cassy watched in awe as Simon messed in his sleep for the first time in months.  His stream of pee seemed to go on forever, and the mush that pushed out of him threatened to spill out of his underwear, but miraculously stayed contained. Cassy didn’t bother moving, instead just letting the pee stain spread under her. She rubbed at the front of her panties, growing more and more horny as she watched her jock boyfriend wet his bed like a kitten.

Once Cassy had seen enough, she gently shook Simon awake.

“Hey, wake up,” she said gently.

Simon snapped awake. The sounds of Cassy’s voice was blended with the voices of his dreams, and it took a moment for him to get his bearings. He reached out, and gently swiped a paw at her. It brushed her fur, and she batted his paw away.

“What was that for?” Cassy asked, confused.

“Are you…is this…real?” Simon said groggily.

Cassy just grinned, then rolled her eyes. “Do you want me to pinch you?” she asked.

Simon shook his head. “I just had the wildest dreams. I kept dreaming that I was having accidents, but in a bunch of different places. Everyone kept teasing me and calling me a baby…every time I thought I woke up, it was just another dream. I was like, a kid again,” he said, still not aware of what was happening.

“Well, at least it seemed like good dreams. Been a while since you’ve had a wet dream,” Cassy said, waiting for him to realize what else he’d done.

“Yeah, guess even in my dreams I like going potty in my pants,” Simon said, yawning.

“Yeah…your dreams,” Cassy said coyly.

Simon reached a paw down to scratch at himself, feeling a bit itchy, and froze when his paw touched his underwear. He sat upright, and felt something squish under him.

“I didn’t…” he mumbled.

“You did~” Cassy cooed.

“No…this is a dream too, right? Tell me I didn’t mess the bed,” he pleaded, looking at her.

“I would, but I don’t wanna lie to you,” Cassy said, giving his nose a small boop. She leaned in and kissed him on the cheek.

Simon laid back down and sighed, feeling the wet spot under him. He’d wet the bed plenty of times with Cassy in bed with him. The two of them regularly peed in his bed, so that was no real problem. Generally, though, they kept their messing outside of the bed. It was more annoying to clean.

“Awww don’t act so embarrassed,” Cassy said, snuggling up to him.

“But…I haven’t done that in so long,” Simon said with a sigh.

“So what? It’s not like you never do it,” Cassy said, sleepily yawning and nuzzling into him.

“So now I gotta make sure the other guys aren’t using the laundry,” Simon grumbled.

“You mean Mac and Rick? You really think they stayed dry last night? You were all hammered. If either of them are dry, I’ll go without diapers in class for a week,” Cassy said with a giggle.

“Good point…” Simon groaned.

“Awww don’t pout. You know I think it’s cute,” Cassy said.

“Yeah well, you’re not the one with a load in your undies,” Simon grumbled.

“Oh yeah? I can fix that if you want~” Cassy said quietly, nuzzling Simon’s ear.

Simon felt himself getting hard again.

“Is that right?” Simon purred.

As if to respond, Cassy let out a sigh. Simon suddenly felt warm wetness spraying against his thigh as Cassy cuddled up to him. She had her leg wrapped over him, wetting her panties directly against his leg.  Simon let out a moan as he felt his cock spring to life, slowly sliding out of his sheath and pressing into his pee-soaked underwear. He waited for Cassy to finish peeing, then felt her grip him a bit more tightly. He heard her grunt, and then heard the telltale crackling of her beginning to fill her panties. He reached a paw behind her, and let his paw rest on her rump, feeling her panties slowly expand into them as she filled her pants with warm mush of her own.

Simon’s cock throbbed as he waited for Cassy to finish her own “accident”.  He felt her paw slowly make its way up his soaked inner thigh, then to his groin, and then to his erect cock. The kangaroo woman rubbed at his tented, soggy cartoon briefs, slowly playing with his cock.

“Guess we really should be quick if we’re going to get in the wash before Mac an Rick find out….THAT YOU TOTALLY WET AND MESSED YOUR BED!” Cassy suddenly loudly announced.

Simon hissed. “Cut it out! They’ll hear you!” he said. The walls of the apartment were paper thin. If Mac or Rick were awake, they would have surely heard her.

“Dude!” Simon heard Mac call out. “I totally peed my bed too! But I didn’t mess myself,” the coywolf said, openly laughing from his room.

“I’m soaked too but I definitely didn’t mess. Stinky Simon is back!” Rick teased from his own room.
“Shut up! Both of you!” Simon yelled out.

Cassy put a finger over his muzzle, and stopped his response. She sat up, straddling Simon. Her own mushy undies rested on his soaked groin, and he immediately quieted down. “Come on, Stinky Simon. Let’s make them wish they had a girlfriend who doesn’t mind a big stinky tiger in her bed,” Cassy cooed, grinding her messy rump just above his crotch.

Simon nodded, and pulled his briefs down just enough to reveal his shaft as it slid out of his sheath. He carefully pulled Cassy’s panties down, enough so to gain access to her nethers, but not so much he risked her mess spilling out of her panties. He maneuvered himself between her legs, and stuffed his hard shaft into his girlfriend’s pussy. There was no way he was dreaming now, he knew it. Something that felt this good could only come from reality.  
Cassy rode Simon cowgirl style, rewarding her boyfriend for doing something he hardly ever did for her. She loved when Simon messed himself, but the tiger she was fucking generally only ever wet himself. He enjoyed messing, just not as much as she did. He hated the cleanup. She wanted to give him a reason not to worry so much about that. She figured she could train him to mess himself, and maybe even his bed, more often by fucking him as a reward. Not to mention she was wildly horny herself. Not only had she watched Simon wet and mess himself, then have a wet dream in his ruined undies, she’d enjoyed her own fun with soaking her panties, and filling them up nicely.  With her morning needs taken care of, there was nothing stopping them from fucking one another in their soaked bed.

Simon grunted and thrusted, not sure how long he could hold back. Everything was too overwhelming. The memories of his dreams were flashing through his brain. The memory of his wetting at the theme park, made into a different sort of horny dream. The memory of him wetting his carseat between his brothers, paired with the humiliation of having to return to diapers that week. The memory of him wetting his pants while giving a book report, mixed with the threat of being put back into diapers for school. The memory of old sleepovers, bickering over who was the bigger baby as they laid in their wet sleeping bags. And finally, the memory of his mother threatening to breastfeed him for dinner if he didn’t stop fibbing about the mess in his underwear. All of these combined into a strange series of fantasies that made him cum in his pants. The faded memories of his dreams, combined with the sounds of Cassy’s pleasured moans and the warm wetness of her soft perfect pussy were too much for him. He let out a screeching yowl as he came hard, and deep into her.

Cassy heard Simon cum before she felt it. But only moments after his signature yowl, she felt his cock twitching, loading her up with his potent tiger spunk. The feeling sent her over the edge. She cried out dramatically, making sure that Rick and Mac heard her cumming. Making sure that the other boys knew just how good her boyfriend was at fucking her. That out of their childhood group of friends, she’d chosen him. And she was letting them know that she chose correctly, as she came over and over again.

The two came together until their orgasms faded away, and they were left panting in their soaked bed, and messy undies.

“I think we’d better get cleaned up,” Simon mumbled sleepily.

A second after he said this, the two heard the washing machine in the shared bathroom start up.

“Well…no hurry now,” Cassy said, giggling a bit as she snuggled on top of Simon. “More time for round two.”
Simon nodded, and rested his eyes, hoping that if he did fall back asleep, his dreams would be half as good as the ones he’d just had.
\t

\tCassy stood in front of her classroom, aghast, with her panties loaded down with mush, and a puddle at her feet…
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