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Here's the second chapter. Its short for the time being; please read the note at the end and let me know what you want to see!

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Chapter 2

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"OOPS! almost forgot!"

Just as she almost had the one cuff undone, Alison stopped. She slid the plastic pants back up, firmly cinched the waistband, and locked it back together. Patting my now thick and crinkly front, the Otter chimed,

"Have to make sure you'll be a good cub at school today"

I just whined, waiting to be let up from the bed. Alison unbuckled all the cuffs and sat me up. She handed me my pants, and as I stood up to put them on, I felt the bulk between my legs. Thankfully, this diaper wasn't quite as puffy as the last one, and my pants fit over it reasonably well. I felt another pat, this time on my rump. Alison giggled and commented

"Good, you can barely see that diaper at all!"

My heart sank. I was having a hard enough time dealing with just wearing diapers, but having everyone else know? I don't think I could handle that...

"Just kidding! You can't even tell its there"

I almost growled at her, but thought better of it, and instead just sighed. She giggled and patted my rump once more.

"Lets get going. Outside, Lion"

I obviously knew the way, but she lead me out of the bedroom by the paw anyway. Her other paw carried the black duffel bag. Was that coming to school with us too? I blushed slightly but followed without a word. She let go of my paw only to pick up her backpack by the front door, before taking my paw again and leading me out into the driveway.

"Keys."

I tilted my head, a bit confused. Of all my friends, I was always the driver. Most of my friends had cars, but I liked driving, and had by far the most experience. The Otter gave me a playful look.

"Aww, how cute! Little cub thinks he can drive!"

She snickered to herself and simply reached into my pocket, taking the keys with one paw and patting me on the head with the other. Pointing to the other side of the car, she unlocked it and climbed in. I huffed to myself but walked around to the passenger side. We didn't say much during the ride to school.

When we parked, Alison turned to me and explained that I was to meet her at the car at lunch time. Even before she said it, I knew it was for a change. But the tone with which she said it was surprising. It was authoritative, and definitely left me with the sense that I had been bad. But it also had a hint of enjoyment in it. Not only was she still serious about my punishment; she still -wanted- to implemented it. She liked doing this! I could only imagine what was in store, and how long this would go on. The 5-minute bell rang, and we both scrambled out of the car. As I headed off to my first class, I could feel the bulk between my legs giving me a small waddle. I could only hope that no one noticed.

First period was tense and agonizingly slow. Every time I shifted, I could hear the faint rustle from my pants. No one noticed, of course, but in my mind it was as if there were loudspeakers and a microphone hooked up to my chair. Second period was no better, but I at least started to relax near the end. No one had looked at me weird or said anything, so maybe, just maybe, I was in the clear.

There was a short break between second and third period, and as usual I bolted out the door. In no time, the hallways would be crowded 10 furs across down their entire lengths, but in that first 30 or 40 seconds, I could sprint. I made it halfway to the cafeteria in under a minute, but spent another 4 wading through the sea of bodies that flooded out from the classrooms. I stepped inside the cafeteria and bought my usual breakfast. I scarfed down the sausage and cheese roll, and virtually chugged through my first can of soda. I popped the second one and nearly finished it too before stopping. This was going to cause a problem for me later on, and, though I didn't realize it yet, I had just sealed my fate.

"Oh well", I thought, "it can't be THAT hard to hold it in". With that, I finished the second can, tossed the trash, and shuffled off to my third period. I nervously padded in the door and looked around. Bryan was in this class with me, and it would be just like him to tease me. He was already at his desk at the back of the room, and I took my seat right next to him. He again had a large grin across his face, but didn't say or do anything as I sat down. Nor did he say anything while everyone trickled in. In fact, class went on for almost 10 minutes before he said something. He waited until the teacher was is in mid sentence and writing on the board before he slid his paw under my desk and squeezed the front of my diaper.

"Little lion wet yet?" he whispered. Chuckling quietly, he pawed again at my front. I wasn't wet, and he knew it, but he also knew the soft crinkling sounds mixed with my boyfriend's paw on my crotch made me nervous and alert. No one could see what was happening, but that could change any instant if the teacher turned around or the students in front of us noticed the crinkling. He kept it up, squeezing my diaper and making me squirm. I grew more and more tense as the seconds ticked away, and all of the sudden he retracted his paw. Just in time too, as our teacher turned around to check for questions from the class. My heart was pounding from the close call, and this, too, Bryan knew. I'd never seen him so smug before. He'd teased me in the past of course, but right now was different. He was able to exercise his control over me, even in public. That damn cat...

Near the end of the period, I felt the familiar urge to head to the bathroom. My schedule was so routine that I went at the same time every day. As the bell rang, though, I simply headed to my next class. It was just a dull pressure, and I was sure I could hold it. I tried to focus on the lecture, which seemed to work, at least for a little while. The urge to go started to build after a few minutes, though. Not even 5 minutes into the class, I started to fidget. Apparently, my body did not like having its routine interrupted, and my bladder was making its displeasure well known. By the 20 minute mark, I was biting my lip. There was no way I was going to make it through the entire class. I uncrossed my legs, and sheepishly tried to wet. I pushed like normal, and then harder. What I first thought would be easy turned out to be quite difficult. Even though I really had to pee, sitting in the front row of my class made it almost impossible. I felt like everyone behind me was staring at me, as if they somehow knew what was going on. After a short time I finally felt that warm sensation again, and my diaper began to swell. It was much slower this time though, and despite my desperation to wet, it still was slow going.

After a few minutes I was soggy. Being in a thinner diaper made quite a bit of difference; I could feel the diaper had gotten wet even under my rump. I blushed ever so slightly, and glanced at the clock. 30 minutes of class left.

"Great, now I have to sit here and wait". The plastic pants kept the diaper tight against me. I was thankful for this before, as it reduced the puffiness, but now it just constantly reminded me that I was sitting in class, a class in my senior year of high school even, in a soaked diaper. Lunch was after this period, and it couldn't come soon enough. The bell finally rang, and I waddled off to meet Alison at my car. She was already there, and had folded down my rear seats and set up the changing mat in the back. She was going to do this right here? I shuffled over, head hung a bit low and ears splayed. Upon seeing me, the Otter smiled reassuringly, and pulled me over behind the jeep. She stuck a paw digit just barely into my padding and knew it was wet. Patting me on the head, she cooed

"Don't be sad kitty. You're supposed to use your diaper like that. Now, lets get you changed"

She put a paw on my chest to guide me into the back of the car. I thought it was a bit risky doing this in the parking lot, but the back of my car had deeply tinted windows and no one would be able to see in. I laid back on the mat, closed my eyes, and tried to relax, but then felt a cuff being wrapped around my ankle. I opened my eyes to see why, and Alison explained,

"You should get used to this. We can't have you running off before I have a chance to put your crinkly cub pants back in place."

I realized now that I had no more choice in the matter. Always having me tied down, she could safely change me and then lock the plastic pants up before letting me go. There was no way I was going to get out of this. I had thought before that if things went too far I could just back out, but now I was 100% stuck. I was going to wear diapers until Alison and Bryan agreed that I had learned my lesson. As Alison clipped the cuffs down to the cargo tie-downs in the back of the car, I was held motionless. As she unlocked the plastic pants and slide them down, she pointed out just how wet I was. I blushed, and thought to myself,

"This has already been a long week, and the first day isn't even over"

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Thats the end of the story for now. I want to thank everyone who read the intro and first chapter, and left me feedback. I would love to hear what you think so far, and what you would like to see more of. I have quite a bit more already planned, and even this chapter isn't quite complete yet. There are a few possible endings here, and the feedback I get will determine which course I take.

Option 1 is a continuation with Alison

Option 2 is a continuation of the day where our Lion then meets up with Bryan for the night

Option 3 is a flash forward to where the story started, with Reyna

Rest assured, whichever option is picked, there will be some yiffy bits >:3

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