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Continued from chapter 1 ( http://sofurry.com/page/125011/user )

Not a whole lot to say here. Again, if you just want the naughtiest part, skip to the triple rows of asterisks

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Rattle. Click.

I sleepily started to open my eyes. Mind still thick with the groggy haze of waking up, the first thing I processed was the feeling one of my paws being elevated, as if being held slightly above the bed. I was laying on my side, and tried to roll so I was face down, feeling a squishy, puffy mass around my waist. It dawned on me that I was diapered, and soaked. As I tried to roll over, there was a tugging sensation at my side, preventing me from doing so.

Rotating my head up, my eyes finally focused, and as I registered what they were seeing, I started to remember the night before. Smiling back down at me was Aaron. He was holding up my right paw, unlocking the mitt that was still on it. As I continued to come to, I realized that the tugging sensation at my side was Ryan's arm; the Husky was still snuggled up behind me with his arm across my tummy.

Apparently, I'd fallen asleep padded, mitted, and sandwiched between the two canines. My thoughts were interrupted as Aaron broke the silence,

"Sleep well you two?" asked the Wolf

Ryan, clearly more awake than I, replied first "Very well. This lion is quite the snuggler"

I just nodded up at Aaron. He finished removing the one mitt, and leaned down to pat my head before reaching for my other paw. Still waking up, I let my arm go limp as he removed the other mitt.

"We'll let you have your paws back. Its almost time for breakfast, and I think you're at least big enough to feed yourself"

The Wolf smirked as he teased me. He must have talked to Jake last night. I wasn't about to complain though; it was nice to be able to stretch my paws out.

Ryan slid out from behind me, taking the blankets with him. The cool air helped wake me up. Almost fully alert now, I realized I had no idea what time it was. I didn't know what time we went to bed either. I didn't even know where in the house we were. All I knew was what Aaron was telling me; that is was time to get up.

One thing I did know; I loved it. I would be lost without a Daddy right now, and I don't think I'd ever felt safer or more at ease. It was a strange feeling, to know that I was fairly helpless. It was stranger still, to realize that I enjoyed it.

My thoughts were once more pushed aside by Aaron's voice,

"Lions would sleep all day if they could, but its time to get up! Come on now, I need to get you changed before we eat."

He was right. I crawled my way out of bed, standing up and rubbing my eyes. Not wasting any time, the Wolf gently wrapped his paw around my wrist, tugging me towards the door. As wet as I was, I had to almost waddle behind him. Stepping out into the hall, Aaron, used his key to open the next door down. It might have been the same changing room that Ian had initially brought me into, but I wasn't sure. I still didn't know where in the house we were.

There again was that feeling of not quite being lost. As long as Aaron was watching over me, I was just fine not really knowing what was around, what was happening. I stayed close behind the Wolf as he led me into the room.

"Okay kitty, I think you know what to do"

I obediently got up on the changing table and layed back, closing my eyes. Aaron's paws quickly found their way to my padding, expertly undoing the tapes and sliding it out from under me. I brought my own paws up to my face, hiding behind them. Even though Aaron had been watching over me since last night, I still felt a bit embarrassed.

"I don't get it. You cubs are always so shy about getting changed, but just last night my pup had his paw down your diaper and you were just fine with it"

I let out a small whine, still hiding behind my paws. Aaron started to clean me up with some wipes and said

"Aww, I'm just teasing you. You'll get used to being changed"

The Wolf finished with the wipes, and reached for something I couldn't see.

"You're lucky you have paws to hide behind. Normally I'd strap you down. You little ones can get pretty squirmy during a change"

Just as he said that, I felt Aaron's paws start to spread lotion over my diaper area. It was cold, and his paws were rubbing some pretty sensitive territory. I twitched reflexively at his first touch, and tried not to fidget too much as the Wolf made sure the lotion went where it needed to be. He chuckled,

"See?"

I didn't respond, and instead focused on trying not to squirm from the attention. I kept my paws plastered to my face as I felt my tip start to poke out of my sheath.

"Not now! Dammit, not now!" I thought to myself, trying my hardest not to get excited from the paws working over me.

"Typical cub" I heard a voice say, rather confidently. It wasn't Aaron.

"You're next, diaper butt" the Wolf replied.

I heard a short whimper from the door, and a much less confident "Yes, Daddy". It was Ryan, apparently watching me get changed. My paws couldn't have been more stuck to my face if they had been literally glued.

Thankfully, the Wolf finished quickly. He wiped his paws with a towel before powdering me and taping up a dry diaper. Aaron took me by the paw again, pulling to help me sit up.

"Next time, you're definitely getting cuffed."

Splaying my ears, I too muttered a "Yes, Daddy", before standing up off the table. Ryan switched places with me. I moved to where he had been standing at the door, and leaned up against the frame, watching him. The Husky sat down, but didn't lay back; he'd noticed me watching him, and hesitated. Even before I could tease the dog, Aaron chimed in,

"Only fair. Lay down, pup."

Begrudgingly, the Husky did as he was told. He seemed to automatically put his paws over the cuffs; it was obvious he'd been changed here quite a few times before. Aaron cuffed him down before sliding the Husky's shirt up, and proceeding to change him. I couldn't help but giggle as I watched. After letting Ryan up, the Wolf gave us both a pat on the rump to send us out the door.

"To the kitchen, both of you. Ryan can show you where it is; I'll meet you there in a minute"

My ears drooped ever so slightly. I hadn't been without a Daddy watching over me since dinner last night, whenever that was, and I didn't really like the idea of being without one now, even just on my way to the kitchen. At least Ryan was with me. I followed him out the door and down the hall. Turning around a corner, we were in the kitchen.

It must have been later than I thought. In the nearest living room, I could see quite a few furs watching cartoons and munching on their breakfast. The kitchen was likewise crowded, but Ryan and I found a table against a wall that was still empty. As we sat down, I looked towards to stove. There again was Jake, happily bouncing around as he tossed ingredients left and right. I began to wonder if he ever left the kitchen.

A few minutes fox-watching transpired before Aaron came in through the other end of the kitchen, stopping to talk with Jake before joining us. As he turned to come our way, he picked up a pair of plates. The Wolf set them down in front of us, and I licked my lips as I saw the syrup-drenched pancakes that had been piled on top. I realized that I was actually very hungry, but hadn't really noticed, and pancakes sounded like the best food in the world right now.

"How'd you know what I wanted?" I asked

"There isn't a single cub who doesn't like a big pile of sugar for breakfast, silly", Aaron chuckled in response.

I giggled as well. "Aren't you hungry though?

"I already ate while you two lazy cubs were still sleeping. Now come on, enough talking, eat before it gets cold"

I didn't need to be told twice, and eagerly dug into my breakfast. I still had no idea what time it was, but being rather late would explain why I was so hungry. After a few bites, I turned to ask the Wolf, who was simply standing there watching Ryan and me eat, what time it was.

"Time for you to finish your breakfast. I don't have to feed you myself do I?..."

I looked back down at my plate and mumbled,

"No, Daddy, I can do it myself"

"Well then, get to it kitty"

Even though I felt a bit embarrassed from the teasing, I was again met with an extremely contented feeling. I still couldn't explain why, but I loved being treated like a cub. My tail started to twitch involuntarily as I returned to eating. Looking across the table, I could see a Husky busily doing the same as me, his tail similarly swishing from side to side. We hungrily worked through our food, and breakfast was over before I knew it. Aaron began clearing the dishes, instructing us to move to the "big" living room, as he put it. Not knowing what he meant, I simply stood up and looked to Ryan, who motioned for me to follow. We walked out through an entryway in the corner of the kitchen, stepping into a part of the house I was certain that I hadn't seen before.

I was again amazed by the size of this house. This living room was even larger than the other two that I'd already seen. There were no fewer than eight couches, and fully half the room was a sea of beanbags and plushes arranged in front of a projector screen that was currently playing some cartoon or another. The Husky headed for that end, wading through the bean bags until he found us a spot. He plopped down on one, and I took the one next to him.

"Scooch over, leave room for Aaron"

I was a bit put off, surprised even, by his remark, but I guess it made sense. I moved over one spot, waiting for the Wolf to find us. It was only a minute before he did. He took a seat on the beanbag between the Husky and myself, and the wrapped his paws around both of us, pulling us in for a snuggle. Our muzzles each rested on one of Aaron's shoulders, and he scritched our headfur with his claws. The Husky yipped happily as he was pulled against his Daddy, and I started to purr.

I initially had my head positioned to watch the screen, but soon found I cared more for snuggling with the Wolf. Turning my head to rest more against Aaron, I closed my eyes and just purred. I nearly fell asleep again as the canine slowly petted me head. While I layed there, I started to think about how different I had felt during my time at the house. Being taken care of like this brought up emotions that I hadn't even recognized in myself before.

Aaron especially seemed to understand me. Ian was a good friend, and I did have a bit of fun with Tyler, but nothing compared to how I felt when Aaron was watching over me. I began to wonder if he would consider having me as a cub as well. Not just another cub at the house, but "his" cub, like Ryan.

Then came the paralyzing shyness. I knew it wouldn't be that hard to just ask, but I felt as if I shouldn't. It was pretty clear he at least had some inclination to being my Daddy, but how would he react if I asked for more than he'd already done?

My thoughts fought back and forth. I couldn't think about anything other than having a Daddy, a dedicated Daddy. I wanted so much just to ask, but I couldn't work up the courage. Both Aaron and Ryan were watching the screen, and I felt like even getting Aaron's attention would be a feat.

"Ok, at the beginning of next commercial I'm going to ask him" I kept telling myself. I sat through an entire commercial break, telling myself the same thing over and over. Then another. Finally, I worked up the will to ask. As the cartoon went into its final commercial break, I tilted my head up and shyly said,

"Aaron?"

He looked down at me, simply replying "Hmm?"

I almost choked on my words "W-ww... Will you be my Daddy? I mean, can I be your cub too?"

I hard Ryan gasp, and he turned to look at me with his jaw literally hanging open. Aaron had a nearly stunned expression on his face.

My heart sank.

The Wolf sat up, sliding his paw out from around my back.

"I.... really don't know what to say about that. I like taking care of others sometimes, but Ryan is my one pup. I thought Ian had made that fairly clear."

I couldn't do anything aside from flatten my ears.

"I'm actually rather shocked that you even asked me that, you've only really known me for one night"

I felt like I could die. I slumped over and sat there speechless as Aaron started to stand up. He looked over to Ryan, nodded, and looked back.

"I think it would be best if Ryan and I got going. We've been here for over a day now and should probably head home."

Without another word, the two left the room.

I couldn't believe it. Feeling crushed, I started to sniffle. I had cried in years, but it felt like I had just alienated two of my closest friends. The wolf was right; outside of our Friday night dinners, it had only been one night that I'd really gotten to know them. But still, his rejection got to me in a way I hadn't really felt before. I felt truly lost. Sniffling more and wiping my nose with my forearm, I did my best to fight back tears.

Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed something moving towards me. For a second, I could have sworn it was a wolf. Looking closer, I realized that it was in fact a Wolf. Was Aaron coming back? Theres no way I would be able to say anything to him. And what more did he want from me? He'd already turned me away.

I gathered the courage to look up, and was met with a face that was not Aaron's. This was a different Wolf, one I had not yet met. He lacked a collar, and wasn't missing pants, and therefore was a Daddy. He had a strange, quizzical look on his face, almost as if he was sizing me up.

I started to think that maybe I had seriously overstepped some bounds, and that he was here to throw me out. The judging look on his face didn't help. Instead of explaining himself, the Wolf just reached down and turned my tag up to read it. I was still too devastated to even ask him what he was doing.

In a tone far more amiable than I was expecting, the Wolf asked,

"I over heard Aaron. You were just looking for someone to take care of you, weren't you?"

Still not entirely sure of his intent, I meekly nodded as a reply, my head still hung low as I raised my eyes to maintain contact with his.

What came next still brings up powerful emotions in me to this day.

The Wolf's paw moved away from my tag, and found its way to my head. Rubbing his paw between my ears for just a second before running it down my neck, the Wolf cooed,

"Poor little guy"

I nearly winced as the Wolf placed his paw on my head. As soon as I realized what he was doing, though, I felt an unbelievable sense of relief and security. A feeling of warmth flowed over me, and even though his paw rubbed my head for only an instant, its felt like an eternity.

I shuddered as the Wolf reassuringly ran his paw down my back. I can't describe just how safe and at peace I felt, even though it had only been a second or two since the Wolf first spoke.

In those seconds, the Wolf's paw slid down just under my collar.

"C'mere you"

I felt the Wolf pulling me closer. Leaning forward and sitting up on the bean bag, I nearly dove into him, burying my muzzle against his chest as I wrapped my paws around him and clung tightly. I was still sniffling, feeling like I was going to cry, but now from the feeling of sanctuary the Wolf gave me, instead of the crushing feeling I had from my incident with Aaron.

The Wolf kept his one paw tight across my back, his other softly petting my ears some more,

"There there, it'll be ok" he continued to reassure me, "I'll make sure you're not alone"

My only response was to squeeze my arms tighter around him. I don't know how long he let me hold onto him, but he eventually stopped petting my head and said,

"I think we should go elsewhere. Do you want to come with me, lion?"

I opened my eyes for the first time since he laid his paws on me. Looking up at him, I nodded once more, saying nothing as I stood up. I held onto his paw, waiting for him to show me the way. There were a few doors off of this living room, and the Wolf led me over to one which he unlocked. It was another bedroom, quite similar to the two I had previously seen. Pulling me inside, the Wolf closed the door, and guided me over to the bed, gently pushing down on my shoulders so that I would sit. He sat next to me, and began to explain,

"My name is Luke, and as you certainly already know, I'm a Daddy. I tend to take care of cubs who aren't necessarily needy, but who get very attached. I haven't seen you around here before, but you seem to be quite the cub."

"Its my first time...." I replied shyly

"Really now? Few cubs get so into their role that quick."

Luke placed his paw on my leg, rubbing it affectionately

"I think we'd be a good match. Would you like to hear more about me?"

I perked up my ears and nodded again.

"I'm not a strict Daddy, but I am stern. Some cubs like me because I almost constantly watch them, but others don't. You seem like the type that would enjoy that."

I continued nodding as he spoke. The Wolf slid closer to me, wrapping a paw around my side and pulling me so that I was leaning against him.

"Good. Now, in addition, I can also be a very playful Daddy, and I expect my cubs to do what I tell them regardless of circumstance. Your tag indicates that you would be inclined to obey, but I need to make sure you can handle listening to Daddy"

Unable to reply visually, I responded "Yes Daddy"

"Mmmm, good boy. Thats what I was hoping to hear."

Luke moved his paw to my belly, scritching softly. "I'm glad to see I was right about you. I have a thing for you cats, especially white ones."

His paws gripped tighter, as if asserting control over me already as he talked about his affinity for felines.

"Theres one last thing. I have on cub already, Steven. You may have seen him out in the living room"

I had

"From your request to Aaron, I assume you are ok with having a cub brother?"

It was more than ok to me. Having a Daddy and a brother would be wonderful.

"Yes Daddy, I would love to have a brother"

"Excellent, I'll go get Steven. Stay there."

Luke stood up, open the door, and stepped out, returning after a few minutes his Tiger. Steven was dressed similarly to me; wearing only collar, diaper, and t-shirt. He smiled as he saw me, and happily climbed on the bed to sit next to me. Luke must have talked to him briefly outside, as the tiger crawled towards me on the bed, pulling me into a snuggle. I wasn't about to stop him, and started to purr as I felt his big paws holding me close.

"As I expected" I heard Luke say, "The two of you are adorable together. I'm going to set some rules to help you get to know each other better. But I can't change your tag without another Daddy overseeing the change as well. Is there anyone you think would help me with that, lion?

I peered out from under the Tiger

"Ian"

"Figures. That Jaguar is behind everything. I'll be back. I want the two of you wearing nothing besides collars when I return, but you aren't to take your own clothes off. Understand?"

Steven and replied nearly in unison "Yes, Daddy"

The Wolf closed the door behind him, and Steven turned his attention back to me. The Tiger's paws slid up under my shirt, rubbing my chest and sliding the shirt up as they did so. I happily reached my paws around the cat, scratching his back gently with my claws, and likewise sliding his shirt up. Through some warm snuggling, wiggling, and a chorus of purring, we got each other's shirts off. Steven sat up, and looked down at my diaper. I blushed and bit my lip, knowing that the diaper would have to come off as well.

Not nearly as bashful as me, the Tiger immediately started undoing the tapes. Without hesitation, he pulled the only slightly soggy diaper out from under me, tossing it into a trashcan in the corner. Leaning back, Steven started to twitch his tail, waiting for me to help him with his padding. I sat up as well, giving his soaked diaper a playful poke before undoing the tapes and disposing of it. I couldn't help but check to see how well endowed the Tiger was.

I glanced down, seeing a fairly sizable sheath dangling between his legs. He giggled, and I looked up to see him doing the same to me. The Tiger winked and licked his lips, causing me to squirm ever so slightly. He slowly moved forward, pushing me to lay back down with a paw on my chest. As he layed back on top of me, I could feel his sheath and sac lay against mine. He wiggled ever so slightly as we snuggled, the rubbing causing us both to start poking out of our sheaths. I leaned forward and playfully nibbled on the Tiger's ears, both of us still purring loudly.

Luke returned sooner than I would have expected. All he could see from the door was our furry white rears and tails.

"Good, I was hoping to come back to a pair of naked kitty rumps. I trust you did as you were told?"

"Yes, Daddy" we both replied again.

"Good cubs. Now, both of you sit up, I have some rules to go over with you"

Steven rose off of me, and I rolled to sit up as well. Luke smirked as he noticed that both of us were already half hard.

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"I can see you two are getting along well. These new rules will make sure you get thoroughly acquainted with each other. There are only two, and they are simple. The first is this: If either of you gets off, it must be inside the other. Second: If one of you wants to play, the other cannot turn him down. Understand?"

Both Steven and I grew harder, whimpering as the rules were explained to us, but obediently replying "Yes, Daddy", once again when Luke was finished.

"Since you cubs can be shy at first, I'll be in charge of your first interaction. Lion, I want you to just sit there and watch for now. Tiger, on your knees.

I watched as Steven got up on his knees, sitting at the edge of the bed. The Wolf stepped forward, unzipping his pants to reveal his impressive, fully erect cock. He place one of his paws on the back of Stevens head, and pressed his cock up against the Tiger's lips. Steven needed no more commanding, and began the slide his muzzle over the Wolf's member. I could see the Tiger growing harder as he muzzled the Wolf, and I felt myself filling out my sheath as well.

Luke reached down to tease the Tiger's tip with his paw, and Steven was soon fully hard as well. Upon sensing this, the Wolf slide himself out of the Tiger's muzzle, and stepped back, bending down to pull something out from under the bed. It looked almost like a footstool, but a little longer, and a little taller. The top was well padded, as were the legs.

"Your turn lion. On the ground."

I quickly did as I was told.

"Bend over the bench, you should find your legs will rest against one end, and your forepaws should be able to hold on to the other"

Moving into position, I found he was right. The top of my thighs pressed against the padded legs, and I griped the legs at the other end.

Turning to the Tiger, Luke said

"You're free to do as you want kitty. The lions rump is mine, but his muzzle is free."

Steven didn't need any more prompting than that. Being quite turned on from the teasing he'd taken, and knowing I couldn't tell him no, he positioned himself in front of me, his drippy tip just inches from my lips. The Tiger paused for just a second.

"Open wide lion" he nearly cheered

I opened my muzzle, and it was immediately stuffed with Tiger cock. Steven softly placed his paws on the sides of my head, holding it in place as he started to hump.

Luke, meanwhile, had moved somewhere behind me. I heard him step closer, and he explained

"You are to stay right where you are lion. You won't like what'll happen if your paws move from the legs of the bench, I assure you."

Unable to respond with my muzzle filled, I simply gripped the legs tighter as Steven picked up the pace. At the same time, I felt a paw grip my tail and pull it aside.

"You've been quite well behaved so far, and this will help remind you who is in charge"

The bench made it so my rear was positioned at an ideal height, and I felt a large, well-lubed Wolf pressing up against my tailhole. I tried not to squirm as Luke gripped my waist with both paws, and started to push.

The Wolf was very gentle. His grip on my sides was solid, and he never stopped pushing into me, but he went mercifully slow. I could already taste the Tiger's pre as Luke continued to press into me, stretching me out. I started to purr lowly, which seemed to add a nice vibrating sensation to my muzzling, as the tiger also started to purr with me. My breathing became much heavier, especially as the Wolf hilted himself in me. He didn't begin to thrust, but instead seemed to just be content to have his length buried in me as he watched the Tiger hump my muzzle. One of his paws slide off my side, and back behind one of my legs. Luke chuckled as his paw found my cock, and I whimpered when gave it a few teasing strokes.

"Good lion" he stated in a very controlling tone. Those were his only words as he moved his paw back to my waist, holding me tight once more as he began to thrust. His speed was still relaxed, and he was clearly enjoying the way it made me squirm more than the pleasure it gave him. Still, I managed to keep my ordered position, leaking pre onto the bench as I got it in both ends.

Steven was getting very close, and I could taste more and more of him as he thrusted frantically. The Tigers tail twitched uncontrollably as he let out a load moan, flooding my muzzle with tiger seed. I gulped down every spurt, knowing I'd probably be punished if I didn't swallow it all. Steven kept his cock planted in my maw, panting as he slumped over me. For a minute, the only motion in the room was that of the Wolf, still slowly working his length in and out of my rump.

Finally, the Tiger sat up and moved back, pulling his shaft from my muzzle. As he did so, the Wolf said to me

"Ok lion, scoot back off the bench a little"

I again did as I was told. The bench still supported my chest, and my forepaws still gripped to forward legs, but now my rock hard member was dangling freely below me.

"And Steven, its your to taste the lion. Get your muzzle under him."

The Tiger whimpered, but moved into position. He layed on next to the bench, sticking his head under me. I felt him lap playfully at my tip, tasting the pre on it. I could hear him murr to himself as he leaned further forward, taking my whole length into his maw. I was already quite close, and both the Tiger and the Wolf could tell.

It wasn't long before I couldn't hold back anymore. The Wolf was still working my tailhole, steady as ever, and the Tiger's tongue played teasingly along my shaft. Panting loudly, I tried to hold back my moan as I sent jets of cum down the tigers throat, my claws nearly digging into the bench. My hole tightened around the Wolf, causing me to drain every last drop of seed from my sac into the Tigers waiting muzzle. After I finished, and as I lay against the bench panting, Steven sat back up, winking and licking his lips at me just as he had earlier.

"And now, lion" said Luke "to remind you who's in charge....."

The Wolf maintained his firm grip on my waist, and started to pound me furiously. It would have been a tough ride normally, but with my tailhole still tensed, the Wolf's cock seemed almost unbearably big. I whimpered and whined, biting my lip the whole time until I heard the Wolf howl, burying his cock in me one last time as he pumped me full of seed. His howl developed into snarl as he roughly pulled out of me, and I felt his spunk dripping down my backside. The Wolf growled triumphantly, quickly wiping me off with a towel before ordering both of us cubs up on the bed.

"All fours, both of you. Face the wall"

Steven and I followed his command, kneeling next to each other on the bed, heads turned to see what the Wolf was up to.

"You've both been quite good, and you got to taste each other. Later, I'll make sure you both get to feel each other's length stretching you out."

Luke grabbed two objects from the shelf.

"I'll be replacing your tags momentarily. Remember, at anytime, if your brother wants something from you, you must give it to him."

As he stepped closer, I could see the Wolf was holding two large, identical butt plugs.

"You both probably wont want to play with each other for a little while though, so for the time being..."

Luke stopped right behind us, looking down with an almost evil grin,

"Butts up, kitties"