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After having finished being fed his applesauce and subsequently getting his muzzle thoroughly wiped down by Kyrogan, the teenager blushing all the while, he had finally been released once more, now idling on the living room couch while the caregiver cleaned up everything else after him. Examining what all just happened back there, Renoke's concern had started grow. He had gone from relatively okay, to nearly crying, to somehow feeling somewhat happy in the span of a minute. His emotions were all over the place, but he was mostly stuck on the fact that Kyrogan managed to make him feel better about accidentally wetting himself so easily.

Even now, he was finding he didn't mind the soggy feeling between his legs nearly as much as he thought he should. He'd normally be fairly certain he should be freaking out and wanting out of this as soon as possible, but he hadn't even so much as requested a change at his chance to. He could've done so before leaving the dining room to sit in here, but he just... Maybe he felt too embarrassed to ask? Or maybe he was just feeling submissive to the larger male's casual declaration that he could go longer before requiring a change. The moment flashed in his memory.

Kyrogan had just finished cleaning his face up with a wet rag, and then started checking his diaper without a word. Renoke's snout was growing warm all over again as he recalled it, the feeling of that big paw having entered his sleeper for the second time today, squeezing at the front of his recently warmed padding... Even now, the words following that check echoed in his head.

"Yep, you sure gave this one a good soaking," Kyrogan had teased. "But it definitely feels like you could go a while longer. This is quite the premium brand your parents got you. If you really want a change, though, I'm all ears. Just remember what I told you earlier. Accidents are no big deal here, and I should also mention..." The dragon gave him a sly grin at this point before continuing. " Well, if having accidents upsets you that much, then, while you're here, they don't need to be accidents," he said, winking.

The message between the lines there to Renoke was loud and clear. He was being told to just use his diaper on purpose!

"I'll let you know that my job isn't to potty train you, especially since you arrived in a diaper. That's on your parents. My only concern is that you're happy and healthy during your stay here."

The flashback in his mind ended as he switched back to thinking about how he felt about it. He could've asked for a change right then and there, or do anything but shyly nod his head to the suggestion he'd just been given! Kyrogan just somehow made him feel so okay with it in the moment... *Was* he okay with peeing himself again, but without it being an accident next time?

Renoke squirmed, perplexed at how he was even okay enough with the idea to actually ask himself that. He should be thinking of how to get out of this entire situation right now, not debating if wetting his diaper on purpose was okay!

As if on cue to keep him from doing that very thing he was determined to do, fate decided Kyrogan would enter the living room at this point, the purple dragon striding over to sit with the conflicted hatchling he was so ready to comfort right now!

"What ya watchin' there, bud?" The purple's arms reached out to grasp the smaller dragon, picking him up temporary only to sit him back down in his own lap. He softly hugged the little one to his torso.

"Uh..." Renoke hadn't actually been paying attention to the television in front of the couch. He was so deep in thought about the event that had just gone down. Now that he did pay attention, it was clearly a cartoon for extremely young children. It had dancing, singing, quadrupedal dinosaurs that seemed to be made of fabric rather than scales and bone. It was very colorful and things were constantly moving, as if it knew its target audience had a short attention span for still shots that lingered too long on moments of inaction.

"I 'unno..." He truly didn't recognize it. Not even his five-year-old brother was small enough to be interested in something like this. As he actually paid it attention, however, he started to focus on the scene playing out, slowly becoming less aware that he'd now begun legitimately watching the toddler show!

"Surprised you haven't seen this one," Kyrogan commented. "Very popular with all the kiddos I watch over here." He spoke while summoning his menu again, this time producing a clear baby bottle pre-filled with a white liquid partially obscured by those very same dino characters printed randomly along the smooth, curved surface of the plastic.

Kyrogan figured since Renoke needed so much help being fed earlier, he probably still didn't quite qualify for using a sippy cup yet. As a test, though, he slowly raised the bottle up to the little guy's muzzle, gently letting the nipple poke against his lips. If he fussed, he consider at least trying a sippy cup.

Once more, Renoke found himself losing track of time, fully engrossed in the show at the point he felt smooth silicone lightly pressing for entry at his maw. He didn't think before loosening his jaw so it could slip in. It felt natural to just let it happen, as if he were that young again... until he realized what was actually going on, that is! He blinked a few times, blood rushing to his face now that he was fully aware of the offer he'd just distractedly taken. The plastic of the white cap twisted onto the top of the bottle was touching his snout by this point, the nipple fully hilted in his muzzle.

Unfortunately for him, Kyrogan had already taken this as complete acceptance and had begun to lean back into the couch, getting the hatchling at a better angle to allow gravity to assist in the bottle feeding.

Before he could protest, he felt a single drop of the fluid seep out onto his tongue. He was immediately in heaven. It was milk, but sweet to just the right degree. How could something so mundane inflict so much pleasure upon him? Just like the applesauce, he couldn't stop himself. He began to suck on the tip meant for actual babies, his eyes half-closing to the rush of chilled liquid running across his tongue and then straight to his belly as he started swallowing it down.

Kyrogan smiled, seeing the boy starting to nurse without hesitation. So much for being worried about if he would refuse being bottle fed. Maybe he hadn't been introduced to sippy cups yet, after all.

Renoke smiled, too, very much enjoying his drink while getting to watch the vivid display of dinosaurs prancing around on the television. It was somehow fully entertaining his adult mind. Of course, if he had the ability to analyze himself right now, he'd realize his attention was so easily captured because of how those alterations had affected his mental abilities. His ability to focus on complex thoughts was severely reduced, and the simplicity of something like this was easily preferable to his downgraded mental prowess, even if he would never admit it to himself.

The older male stayed silent, just letting the hatchling lose himself in the episode of Dino Friends while nursing from his bottle... even when he'd begun to get squirmy, little gurgles emanating from his lower belly every now and then. Instead of inquiring if the little guy needed to potty, he simply started gently petting Renoke's tummy, wordlessly telling him to just relax. He was clearly too far interested in the show to have wanted to miss any of it now, Kyrogan determined, and with that nod he'd received back in the kitchen, he was fairly certain that was an admission from the toddler that he agreed with his caregiver's suggestion of no more 'accidents.'

It didn't take very long for things to progress from there. While the occasional muffled noise rudely escaped his rump, Renoke suckled his milk and watched his show, completely oblivious to the fact anything out of the ordinary was beginning to occur. The pets to his belly had indeed settled his subconscious squirms down, their soothing nature making him feel more relaxed.

The eventual escalation from dry vibrations to wet-sounding toots, which were definitely somewhat dirtying the padding under his tail, was lost on him, and as he childishly giggled at a particularly toddler-friendly slapstick moment in the show, his bowels gave the slightest spasm.

*Blorp!*

Along with that announcement of an obviously muddy discharge, the shrunken teenager's diaper lightly crinkled to the disturbance of its seat being pushed outward. Suddenly finding his attention back to his reality, rather than in cartoons for tots land, he froze, tensing up, the muscles down there very quickly beginning to tell him they would not be holding on to the rest for much longer as he did this! They burned and cramped, showing a clear lack of refinement as if not at all used to holding his movements!

Kyrogan could feel the slight bit of heat on his thigh coming through the several layers between him and the hatchling-butt resting there. Thoughtfully, he shuffled the smaller dragon over, letting the center of that rump settle in between his legs to give more room for Renoke's diaper to expand. However, when all he felt was the trembling muscles of a toddler struggling to hold it in, he spoke up.

"You'll feel better if you don't let it be an accident," he reminded in a soft tone. Then, being extra clear, he continued. "Just let it happen, buddy. They aren't accidents if you make the choice to do it, yourself. If your parents ask, you only need to tell them you had one accident today when you peed. We'll keep everything else between us, hm?"

The sooner he could get the kid to let go, the less he'd suffer unnecessarily. Even though his attention was clearly no longer on the show, it was too late to be taking him to the bathroom now, judging by how dirty-sounding that last release was. He was definitely already packing a small lump of mush in that diaper of his!

The obvious technicality the dragon was presenting him with, of course, wasn't at all what Renoke was worried about. It's not like his parents even knew he was here, much less he that he was currently diapered and being taken care of like a toddler! Instead, it was his pride. While he had considered *maybe* allowing another wetting, he hadn't at all considered the possibility he might have to do *this*!

But, somehow... he began to feel bad for not listening to Kyrogan's gentle urging. He didn't want the bigger scalie to continue worrying or be disappointed with him. Everything about him was just so... genuinely fatherly. A deep sense of affection was forming in his heart for the purple dragon.

Renoke honestly wasn't sure which happened first. The moment he'd decided to give in to this feeling was only after his bowels were failing to contain everything left, an on and off sputtering of soft mush pressing out into his crinkly pants as the muscles went between being able to hold it back for a second and spasming in short bursts. At about the same point he decided to just let it happen, a wave of irresistible urgency rippled through his internals and suddenly forced a grunt from his throat, little paws balling into fists and eyes shutting tightly as his body made the choice for him to bear down and finish up in one last big push.

From this point on, he couldn't possibly sink any lower toward infant level, because he was right there on par with them. He had a tummy full of applesauce and milk, both fed to him no different than one would to a hatchling fresh from the egg, and a wet and messy diaper taped securely to his form underneath his footed sleeper, both potty incidents happening entirely out of his control. This was as babyish as it gets, and he made it this far completely inadvertently...

What Kyrogan witnessed was just the toddler finally listening to him, seeing his paws clench as he heard that grunt of effort. To him, it signaled the little guy purposefully choosing to void himself with every bit of strength he could muster. He softly chuckled.

"Don't push too hard, now, kiddo. You might hurt yourself." He gently continued petting that belly, waiting for the hatchling to finish up.

Renoke lightly panted through his nostrils as his body relaxed, his diaper now having a noticeable weight to the rear as the tension of his sleeper on his padding kept the heat of his mess pressed against his scales and tail hole. The bulge would be noticeable underneath his tail if it wasn't hidden in the space between Kyrogan's thighs. With all of that sensation going on, he could hardly notice or devote any attention to the light trickling of warmth seeping out of his slit for a couple of seconds to finish things off as his bladder let loose even the tiniest bit of golden liquid that had accumulated in the short time it'd been since he'd peed himself earlier. The inside of his vent was already saturated completely in urine, anyway.

The fiercest blush he's had all day now crept upon his snout and cheeks. His thoughts were speechless. However, he was relatively well off in the emotional department. With the caregiver's soothing help, he wasn't broken into hysterics or anything. He appeared mostly calm, even if rather stiff as he processed what just happened. It could've definitely been far worse on his emotional state if Kyrogan hadn't managed to convince him to let go as it happened.

However, he's also about to have to consider the fact that he went from feeling perfectly content, to then suddenly badly needing to poop, so much so that he'd already had a bit of an accident back there before noticing! And then he was uncontrollably messing himself in a matter of less than a minute. Just how little control, concerning when and where he pottied, did he have left? Many tots even younger than his current age appearance would've been able to hold themselves much longer!

"Okay, buddy. Bet you're feeling much better after getting all that out of you. I'll let you finish watching your show before taking you a change. Sound fair?" As he said this, Kyrogan shifted the toddler back into place on his right thigh, apparently not minding the smell wafting up through the air at all, nor the very audible squish having come from within that sleeper as he sat Renoke down into his infantile deed, not expecting him to mind, either!

The eighteen-year-old nearly protested about his priority being assumed for him. The older dragon really thought he'd prefer watching the rest of a kiddy show when he now had a big, smelly load resting in the back of his-

*Squirlch!*

Renoke's mind blanked for a moment as his weight was suddenly being plopped down into his mess, smushing the soft mud through the in-between of his legs inside the diaper while the mass of his rump sank into it. He could feel each inch of his scales getting smothered and coated in the gooey heat as it plastered into them, tiny pockets of air bubbling up and lightly tickling him in various areas while he sat there in mild shock. Kyrogan was obviously just putting him back in a comfortable position, thinking nothing of it, but he clearly had no idea the teen was most definitely *not* used to sitting in a stinky diaper! To go along with this, the silicone nipple was pressing back to his lips again, the tiny dragon too stunned to resist.

With the touch of the milk's wondrous taste, Renoke couldn't help but find himself torn between two realities battling for priority of his reaction. One was that he smelled awful, felt dirty, and was in the circumstance of being worse off than an actual toddler as far as his pride was concerned. The other, was that he felt warm, loved, and relaxed with Kyrogan's paw soothingly petting him again, silently saying he had nothing to worry over. The bottle being held in front of his muzzle allowed his maw to effortlessly nurse extremely tasty milk from within, all while his eyes were faced straight toward the cartoon he found himself getting so easily lost in.

...

Renoke softly sighed through his nostrils, and then consciously allowed his mind to get drawn back into the performance in front of him. Once again, with Kyrogan's assistance, he began to feel things weren't so bad, after all. The big dragon had done it again, made him use his crinkly pants as a potty and then feel better about it!

"I'll take that as a, 'you've got a deal.' Heh..." the caregiver commented to his charge's clear, unspoken choice to his earlier question.