Chapter XXIX: Rise above this doubt
Aran felt a lot better in his clean diaper. There was still no way to escape having to wear one, but it beat the mess he had made. When Jennifer took him upstairs, to the bathroom, the wolf expected that she was going to bathe him again. However, the...
Chapter XXVIII: The princess is in another nursery
"Eventually, a badger showed up and pulled me from the edge. He asked who I was and why I was standing so close to the edge. I begged him to let me go, but he refused and his grip was too strong to break free." The wolf was fascinated by her story...
Chapter XXVII: 'Ah, look at all the lonely people!'
No matter how hard Aran tried, he could not stop thinking about the contrast between how Gina had spoken to him earlier, and how she behaved now. Her change of mentality bothered the wolf, until he could not take it anymore and decided to speak up. ...
Chapter XXVI: Return and remember
The next morning started in a haze for Aran. He woke up in his crib, again with little memory of how he ended up there. Additionally, he noticed that he was wearing a thick diaper. At first, he thought this was just because he was wearing a nighttime...
Chapter XXV: Brush and brunt
Aran felt satisfied. Not only because he just had lunch, but more because of what Jennifer had explained. Even though she did not explicitly mention why he was at her place himself, knowing more about what she did was unraveling some of the mystery...
Chapter XXIV: 'Where do they all come from?'
Both handles of the clock in the living room were pointing upwards, at the 'twelve'. The wolf had no idea about this, until Jennifer came to collect him from the playroom. Upon entering the living room, peering into the kitchen, the wolf noticed a...
Chapter XXIII: White darkness
Aran still had not said a word since his bath. His caregiver decided that some quiet time might do him good and brought him to the playroom. She rummaged through one of the toy boxes and produced the sketchbook and the canister of colored chalk,...
Chapter XXII: Clean slate
"Time will tell, little one. Don't let that bother you for now, okay?" Jennifer tried to comfort her charge. "It doesn't work like that. I can't tell myself to _not_ think of something." "You'll be okay, Aran. I'm here for you." She ruffled his...
Chapter XXI: Cycles, chains and timelines
"That's not true, Aran," Jennifer consoled. She lowered the side of the crib and sat down next to her charge. "But it is! How can I _not_ be a bad person when I've done all this? I mistreated someone else to cope with my own abuse. Do I even...
Chapter XX: The second take
The next morning, the wolf woke up in Jennifer's arms. She had unlocked the crib and lifted Aran from the mattress, a disturbance that abruptly ended his sleeping. Still groggy and half awake, he felt her take him to the chair next to his crib. The...
Chapter XIX: The first take
Jennifer made quick work of changing her charge. She then announced that it was time for dinner. Back in a fresh diaper, Aran braced himself to be put in the highchair. Fortunately, the antidote was doing its job and it did not even hurt when the...
Chapter XVIII: Story of an image
Rummaging through the toy box, Aran eventually found a sketchbook and a tin of thick colored chalk. The sketchbook had obviously been used, as it showed clear signs of the first few pages being torn out. The wolf laid down on the floor, flat on his...