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"Not you, Jay-Jay. You are on time out, remember? Come with me...." The words hung in the air, and Jay-Jay's heart sank. He had hoped Daddy would forget all about his tantrum and swearing during their walk back to the house.

Jay-Jay looked up at the boar and tried to give him his pleading eyes. "I will be good from now on! I promise! I don't need a time-out."

Byron was clearly unswayed by the boy's charms and led him upstairs to a large den. "This is where I go when I need to relax. It is off-limits to cubs unless they need discipline. I told you that you would get a timeout, and that is what you are getting." Byron peeled the boy's shirt over his head, leaving him in just his diaper. "So, you are going to sit in that corner and think about why you are here while I read. No talking and no causing trouble."

Jacob looked to the corner where Byron was pointing and flattened his ears; he hadn't been treated like this since he was a toddler. The humiliation made his face feel hot as he shuffled over to the corner and plopped down grumpily without saying a word. It was hard for Jay-Jay not to imagine all the diaper butts that had spent time in that particular corner over the years. It gave him a bit of solace, but not much.

Meanwhile, Byron took a seat in a big overstuffed chair and picked up a book while the boy stewed. The awkward silence in the room was palpable. Every turn of the page, every sip of coffee, every little noise cut through the deafening silence. Even the soft crinkling of Jay-Jay's diaper seemed almost painfully loud when he shifted even slightly. It was strange that something as simple as Byron forcing him to be alone with his thoughts could be such an effective punishment.

Time seemed to pass at a glacial pace. The only clock in the den was hung on a wall behind Jacob, forcing him to turn and look at it if he wanted to check the time. After his fifth peek in ten minutes, Byron cleared his throat. "Looking at it won't make it go any faster... You have until the big hand is on the eight."

Jacob fumed and harrumphed, folding his arms over his belly. "I know how to read a clock...." He grumped, even though he had never seen an old-style cock in person. It was going to be another half an hour in time out.

After getting chastised for clock-watching, Jay-Jay tried to keep his mind occupied with anything but what had landed him in time out. Games, holovids, even his old job. That just led down a path he wasn't ready for, though. The more he thought about it, the more he realized Byron had been more than fair with him. Not swearing was easy enough. Why did he keep breaking that one stupid rule? He wasn't in time out and wearing a diaper because he pissed himself. He was there because he shot his mouth off and broke the one rule that Byron seemed to be a stickler on enforcing.

Byron could see the boy deflating slowly into a slump and hear his sniffles starting. The boy had another fifteen minutes left on his timeout. It would do him good to finish processing what had happened and why he was in trouble. When his time was finally up, the big boar got up and walked over to the little bear. "Okay, chubby boy. Come here and get some love," Byron consoled, hefting the boy up and onto his big belly. "No more sniffles, okay?"

"I-I'm sorry...." It was supposed to be an apology, but it came out as a sob. Jay-Jay's face felt flush and hot as he buried it in the hog's huge chest, unable to look his Daddy in the eye.

"It is okay, Jay-Jay. Papa is here. Now, why don't you tell me why you got all these tears?" Byron softly stroked the boy's head as he tried to coax a bit more out of his bear cub.

"I-I dunno! I just... It is stupid," Jay-Jay sniffled and tried to dry his nose on his sleeve. Byron pulled his paw away and made him blow into a handkerchief before he made a mess.

"That isn't an answer, little bear. I know it has been a rough day. I mean, look at you. You are becoming a baby bear and have had to wear training pants in public for the first time since you were little. I would be more surprised if you didn't have a meltdown at some point," Byron comforted, gently nosing the boy and kissing him on the top of his head.

"No, it isn't that... I just.... A-am I a bad person? I don't want to be bad," Jacob asked, finally able to lift his gaze; the look on his face was one of pure desperation.

"Oh, sweetie. You aren't bad. That is why you are here. If you were truly rotten, we wouldn't have taken you in. Sometimes good boys do bad things, though, and we are going to fix that," Byron explained as he rubbed the boy's back and rocked him in his arms.

"Am I going to get in more trouble?" Jay-Jay worried, feeling smaller and more vulnerable than he ever had before.

The way Jay-Jay asked the question so sincerely made Byron chuckle softly. "Probably, I haven't known you for very long, but I get the feeling you like mischief, little cutie. I know you want to be a good boy right now, but once you are a happy little cubby again, you will get all sorts of naughty ideas in that head of yours."

"I-I don't want to be bad, though!" Jacob exclaimed, confused and worried. Byron seemed to be almost encouraging him to be bad.

"Jay-Jay, what can you do here that is so bad? Steal my booze, use swears? Why do you think we run this program here? There isn't any serious naughtiness a boy can get up to, and Jasper and I will be there to straighten you out again if you do. Even if we have to use a firm paw or a timeout and long talk," Byron assured, patting the boy on his crinkly butt. "Once you take your punishment, no more hard feelings, all is forgiven, understand?"

Hearing those words made Jacob want to squirm. Byron was right. Even if he wanted to be truly bad here, how could he? This place was created as a playground for oversized babies and their caretakers. "D-do I still have to get more spanks?"

"You tell me cubby. Do you feel bad about what you did? Do you feel like you need more punishment? Would it make you feel better?" Byron challenged in an even tone. He gave no hint of his true feelings as he led his boy back to his big stuffed chair and took a seat with Jay-Jay standing in front of him.

Jacob was taken a bit aback by the question. So far, the punishments he had received were far from his decision. His instinct was to say no and spare his bottom, but some strange craving made him hesitate. "I-I don't know...." He muttered quietly, trying to deflect the question.

Byron slid his paw down and groped the boy's very tented front. Jay-jay was rock hard. Something was clearly getting him excited, even if the cub didn't fully understand what himself yet. "Are you sure? I think part of you might want some more swats."

Jacob sputtered and started to stumble all over his words. He hadn't realized the front of his diaper was tenting again until Byron groped him. "H-hey! I just... I don't know! I like it... kinda. Am I weird?"

"No, sweetie. You aren't weird. You just want someone to take charge and show you how to behave. So, that is what we are going to do. Now, you were a naughty boy, and you threw a bit of a tantrum. Didn't you, little bear? You even used some swears; you know how I feel about that. So, you will get the rest of your spanking, as I said. First, you are going to tell me what you did wrong and what you want Daddy to do about it," Byron comforted as he teased the boy's stiff cock through the soft crinkly padding.

Jacob gulped. He had never been put in a situation like this before. Still, it was making him leak into his diaper front needily. "I-I was a bad boy, and I yelled at D-Daddy." Saying the word, Daddy made the Jay-Jay squirm in Byron's lap. It still felt strange to be calling Byron Daddy. "I used swear words and threw a fit in front of everyone."

"Yes, you did, and that was very naughty. What should we do about that? Should Daddy paddle your butt or give you an hour in time out?" Byron asked as he teased Jay-Jay's stiffy through his diaper."

"C-can you spank me, Daddy? I don't wanna spend an hour in time out," The cub's response came out as a bit of a squeak when Byron slipped his paw into the boy's diaper front and fondled his little pecker.

"That's my boy. I bet you want to go play with your brothers, huh? Timeouts are no fun. Let's get your spanking over with so you can go back to being my happy little baby bear," Byron replied. He wanted to give the boy an excuse for choosing his spanking other than it made his little dick hard. He knew it would be hard for Jay-Jay to accept that part of himself so soon after discovering it. The boar gently tugged the seat of Jay-Jay's diaper down over his plump round cheeks and let his paw rest on Jay-Jay's round bubbly ass.

With his fat rear exposed, Jacob knew what was coming next. It felt wrong but also very right to willingly submit to punishment. His pokey front ground and squished against Byron's thigh, letting the boar know how much his boy was secretly enjoying himself.

"Now count them out for Daddy," Byron ordered before lifting his paw and delivering a hard swat to the boy's rear, making the fat mound of white fur jiggle.

"O-one!" Jacob yipped and bucked as the blow landed on his sore rump but didn't twist off Byron's lap. He wanted to be a good boy for Daddy. With his cock trapped in the diaper, all Jay-Jay could manage was a tiny bit of sensation as he squirmed. Byron made him count out 20 swats, double the amount of his previous paddling, but this time, the boar was gentler with his cub's butt. He frequently stopped to tease and rub the boy's chubby ass cheeks while Jay-Jay sniffled and squirmed. Unlike his earlier spanking, Jacob didn't cry, but he was teary-eyed at the end.

"That is a good baby bear. You took your swats like Daddy's little champ, didn't you?" Byron praised as he pulled up the seat of the boy's diaper and checked his front again, only to find that the boy had soaked his diaper again. Jay-Jay hadn't even noticed he had emptied his bladder again. "Now come on, once I get you changed, it is off to the nursery. I think it is high time you went down for a nap with your brothers."

The little bear huffed and blushed in response. He was not a fan of being put down for naps, no matter how much he wanted one after the exhausting day. "Daddy! I don't need a nap...."

"Not open for discussion, baby bear. Now up we go." Byron rumbled as he scooped up the boy like he weighed next to nothing and carried him into the bathroom across from the nursery. He laid Jay-Jay down on the changing table.

Jay-Jay started to fuss, but he was too drained out to put up much of a fight. He quickly quieted when Byron began to rub his belly and soggy diaper front calmingly.

The boar let out a pleased rumble as he slowly popped the tapes and laid open Jay-Jay's diaper. The cub's pecker was leaky and wet, his little-puckered tip dripping onto his crotch fur. Even more embarrassing than the wetting, his cock was much smaller than the last time Jay-Jay had seen it. His regression was entering its final stages, and his once large thick body was now a plump little fuzz ball with a tiny package.

"M-My cock! What did you do!?" The bear cub whined pitifully when he realized what had happened to his manhood. His cock was no bigger than his thumb and painfully stiff.

Byron delivered a single hard swat on the boy's rear. "That is not a cubby word. That is a Daddy word...."

"What am I supposed to call it then?!" The bear cub asked incredulously, fuming at being denied the use of the word "cock". It wasn't even a real swear!

"Wee-Wee, Pee-Pee, Weenie... You have heard the other boys. You are a cute little cub, so you need to talk like one," Byron explained while his paws lovingly cleaned Jay-Jay's stiff privates. When he was satisfied the boy was clean, he pulled out a thick white diaper and slid it under his rear.

Jay-Jay's eyes went wide, and his heart began to flutter when Byron pulled out a small tube of gel that looked like sex lube. Was Byron going to fucking him again?

"This will feel a bit funny, but I think it is about time for it. This is called everlube. It will go way up inside that cute little rear of yours. It will make sure you stay nice and ready for humps whenever you want," Byron warned as he squirted some onto his fingers.

The bear boy felt himself blush under his fur. He couldn't believe the boar was going to use that on him. Some submissive friends of his had sprung for it back on Armstrong. It ensured a bottom was ready to be fucked at the drop of a hat for days at a time. That way, their dom could bend them over and take them whenever they wanted. It wasn't cheap, but this whole station had been an excess exercise, wasn't it? The fact that they had it didn't shock Jacob at all. His cock throbbed and drooled needily at the idea of Byron and Jasper using him like that, not that he could admit it, though.

"Do you h-have to use that? I mean... Couldn't you-" He squeaked before Byron cut him off.

"Cub, your tailhole isn't good for much besides making little bears feel extra good. Even if you don't want to have Daddy under your tail, you boys have toys you can use to play with, and you always have each other." Byron explained as he teased the boy's pucker, gently working it in with a thick finger and watching his boy squirm beautifully.

Jay-Jay moaned and bit his lip. He didn't hate the idea. Even if he had been a switch/top back home, he could be anything he wanted on Roosevelt. It was a new start, after all. Working up some courage, he nodded and managed to squeak out. "O-okay, Daddy. W-we can um... Play with each other?" He wasn't sure he could do anything like that with the other boys.

"Why wouldn't you? I know how pent-up you boys get. I don't want you playing with yourself or stuffing your paws down your diaper for now. That is a privilege. You boys can always hump and play with each other as long as you don't try to be sneaky about it and only do it at home." The boar explained as he gently sunk his finger deeper into the boy's pucker and prodded his prostate. "You also need to take turns. Even little Terry likes to make creamy messes, now and then."

"W-why can't I play with myself?" Jacob yelped out the question as Byron teased his rear with that thick finger.

"You need to focus on asking for help and letting others take care of you. If you want to play with yourself, ask Jasper or me first. Cubs don't take care of their own needs," Byron stated evenly, like it made total sense. Somehow Jay-Jay was even more confused, but that might just have been the wonderful things Byron was doing to his rump with his thick fingers.

Byron knew the gel felt strange as it worked deeper and deeper. Some cubs liked the odd sensation quite a bit, while others squirmed for hours after getting it applied. Judging by how stiff and leaky the bear cub was, it was clear he was having fun. "That is my good boy. Now, this is going to be a little cold." Byron warned as he reached for a rather innocent and cute-looking dildo. It was shaped like a rather phallic rocket and made of jelly-like material.

Jay-Jay let out a little yip as the toy slid deep into his tight little passage with just a hint of resistance. Jacob couldn't remember the last time he had taken something so easily. The toy felt wonderfully warm and slick as it sunk deeper into his rear. "Mmmf, that feels... Mmmm! Daddy!" The little bear moaned as he was teased. No toy had ever felt quite so good before as Byron worked it in and out of his hole.

"Feels good, huh? Like I told you last night, your cute little butt isn't good for much more than getting stuffed anymore, so we make sure it feels extra good." Byron beamed. He had yet to find a boy that didn't like their body mods once they discovered the benefits, a nice tight hole that could take even incredibly large cocks with no pain to start. Then there were the added pleasure receptors that made it much easier for a boy to cum from anal pleasure alone. The mods turned a boy's hole into a playground, and few were willing to give it up after trying it out.

All the polar bear cub could do was whimper and writhe while he was teased. He was having trouble even catching his breath, and they had barely touched his aggressively hard little cock. Jay-Jay thought he was about to squirt when Daddy suddenly pushed the rocket in, and it swelled up into a plug.

"Now, you will have a nice long nap with that in. When you get up, we can see about having some more fun." Byron said as the toy started to throb and buzz in Jay-Jay's rear, making him squirm even harder. A thick rope of precum drooled from the bear's tip as Byron quickly rediapered his baby bear.

"N-no fair!" Jay-Jay whimpered as Daddy Byron rubbed the buzzy toy through the seat of his thick diaper. "Please, Daddy! I am so horny...."

Papa Byron gave Jay-Jay a playful thump on his diaper seat to make him squeak before heading to the closet to pick out pajamas for the little bear. Byron decided on baby-blue footy pajamas like Terry usually wore. After wrestling the bear cub into them, he scooped the boy up and carried him to the nursery.

Terry and Holt had already been put down for their nap in the crib when they entered the room. Both wore colorful pajamas and thick diapers underneath, making their bottoms bulge. Collin was sleeping quietly on Jasper's pillow-like belly.

"Make room now, boys," the hog gently instructed. The two cubs squirmed apart, making a spot for the little bear to snuggle into. He was trying to be quiet, but his boys could nap through nearly anything. They were used to full changes while still sound asleep. "Have a good nap, sweetie bear," Byron whispered. The two boys on either side of Jay-Jay yawned and rolled over to hug the blushing bear cub.

Holt and Terry clung to the squirming bear and gently started to kiss him sleepily. The calf's nose ring tickled his muzzle a bit, but it felt so good to be held. The boys gently stroked his fuzzy belly while Daddy played with Jay-Jay's diapered butt.

Jacob fumed and huffed. He could feel heat flushing to his face. How could he sleep with that naughty buzzy toy in his rear end? It was hard to be too grumpy with the rocket ship toy buried in his rear still buzzing. "No fair... I can't sleep."

"It is absolutely fair, little bear. Now hush. It is nap time." Byron corrected quietly as Jasper laid the sleeping puppy, Collin, down in the crib. Byron turned on the nightlight on the way out, and it started to play a soft melody. Mercifully the toy's buzzing got weaker and weaker until it was just a gentle throb keeping the bear boy aroused and on edge. After all that playing at the park, Jay-Jay's brothers drifted off to sleep. They all cuddled up together while he squirmed and wiggled in the crib.

The buzzy toy wasn't nearly enough stimulation to get him off, but more than plenty to keep the whimpers coming and his cock drooling into his diaper. When the bear didn't calm down, Holt huffed and rolled on top of him, pulling his little brother in tightly. Holt's own thick diaper pressed against Jay-Jay's rear and pushed the plug even deeper.

"Shhhh, try to nap." Holt yawned sleepily. "Daddy makes me wear one when I am naughty. It makes you have happy sticky dreams."

Jay-Jay hadn't expected to hear that, but it made him feel a bit better. The sensations the toy gave him were gentle enough to allow him to nap if he wanted. He was so focused on it that he was having trouble relaxing. Eventually, sleep did come. Being all wrapped up in Holt's arms was almost as good at calming the bear as sleeping with Papa Byron.

Holt had been right. The toy in his rear gave him vivid and naughty dreams. Images of Byron's big cock filling his little hole, again and again, percolated through his dreams. When he woke, the front of his diaper was wet with precum and a little bear seed but nothing else. He had managed to stay dry, but his bladder was screaming. His little cock was still hard as ever, almost taunting him. It felt so good to press down into the squishy front. He couldn't resist humping and rubbing against his paw.

Jay-Jay whimpered and started to push back into Holt. The calf must have already been awake because he snorted and humped the seat of Jay-Jay's diaper teasingly. Jay-Jay yelped and squirmed, the rocket ship was starting to wake up with him, and the buzzing was growing more and more powerful as the big calf teased his butt.

"H-Holt no fair...," Jay-Jay complained, but the way he pushed back signaled his real feelings. "I have to pee!"

"No fair, huh? You were squirming and moaning during your whole nap! Rubbing that cute butt on me until I was rock hard," Holt taunted playfully. The other two giggled as they watched.

"S-Sorry...." Jay-Jay mumbled, sounding embarrassed that he could be so slutty in his sleep.

Holt just licked the bear's ear and squeezed him even tighter. "Don't be. You are freaking adorable." His big bull-calf cock was tenting his diaper as he ground against Jay-Jay's crinkly padded rear. Byron must have heard them on the baby monitor because he came striding into the room with a big grin. "You boys finally up? I was going to come in anyway if you slept much longer. I'll tell you what, you can stay up for an extra hour for being such good boys and taking a long nap."

Collin and Terry cheered and raced to the edge of the big crib, both obviously wanting hugs from Daddy Byron. "Thank you, Daddy!"

The big boar gave them each a hug after lowering the side of the crib. He went straight to Jay-Jay first for his diaper check, groping and squeezing the cub's mostly dry front. Collin used the distraction to escape the crib. Jasper grabbed him and pulled the pup into his lap for snuggles.

"So pokey! Does this mean you had a good nap? You are dry too. I am not sure that is how I should find a good baby after a nap." Byron chided as he rubbed the boy's belly.

"Daddy, I have to use the potty, please! Daddy Byron, I need to go really bad!" Jay-Jay whined pleadingly.

"You have a diaper, baby... Use it like a good boy." Byron reminded with a terse tone. "You don't have potty privileges anymore. You lost those today when you acted like a baby. Use your diaper like a good cub if you need to because you won't be using the potty."

"B-but I don't have to! I am a big boy!" Jacob protested weakly. "I don't wanna wet like a baby! I stayed dry!"

"Yes, you have to use your diaper, and no, you aren't a big boy... You are a little cubby, now be a good boy and use your diaper." Byron corrected as he waited to see if the bear would do as he was told.

Being told to piss his pants was humiliating, especially with their whole little family watching. "No! I don't want to! I am a big boy!" The entire day had just been too much. Jacob was exhausted and still very sleepy from his nap. He wasn't in any mood to play along with the weird games anymore.

When it was clear that he was on the verge of another tantrum, Byron knelt, so he was eye-to-eye with the cub and gave him a stern look. "We talked about this, Baby. You were going to be a good boy for Daddy, weren't you? You're a little cub now. You need to learn to use your diaper like one." The hog stressed as he put his big hand on the boy's shoulder.

Jay-Jay flushed and stammered a little. He had just promised Daddy he would be good, and with everything that had happened in the den, the thought of disappointing Byron made his tummy knot up. With a defeated whimper, the polar bear scrunched up his face and tried to piss. Try as he might, he couldn't get his bladder to cooperate. He was suddenly having trouble now that he was on the spot and nervous. Giving up with a frustrated whimper Jay-Jay looked up at his Daddy pleadingly. "I-I can't make myself go... I'm trying, Daddy. Do I have to?"

"Do you need help, cutie? Daddy can help you know, come here and give papa a hug. The big boar pulled Jay-Jay into a big warm embrace. It was obvious that Jay-Jay was trying; it was actually a good sign that he couldn't force himself to go. Byron felt boys should piddle without thinking about it. "It's okay, baby. This is what we are going to do. I am going to spin you around, and then I am going to gently tug on your scruff."

Jay-Jay let out a cute little whimper as his Daddy did just that and spun him around, making sure the other boys could watch. Byron gripped the nape of Jay-Jay's neck, slowly increasing the pressure. At first, Jay-Jay didn't feel much, but then the warm, happy haze flowed over him. Byron propped him up as his legs began to quake and gave out. Slowly the front of his thick diaper started to yellow as his bladder emptied.

"Such a good baby boy," Byron cajoled, gently kissing and rubbing Jay-Jay's fat little body.

The little polar bear seemed to be melting into his Daddy. It felt so strange and floaty but oddly safe. Daddy was in charge now. He could feel his bladder starting to empty but had zero control over it. The boy's diaper swelled up as a bladderful of pee soaked the front completely. Just that morning, he had been the big older brother, but over the course of the day, he had been reduced to a diaper-wetting baby.

Byron kept a tight hold on his scruff until every drop of pee was in the front of Jay-Jay's diaper where it belonged.

The worst part was that his erection hadn't subsided at all during his humiliation. It seemed like every time the boar took charge, Jacob got a raging hard-on. The other boys noticed how excited he was and started giggling. "Aww, the baby bear likes piddling!" Terry teased with a cute little laugh.

"No, I don't... It is just the toy!" Jacob pouted huffily, the firm grip on his scruff still making it hard for him to squirm or wiggle away. When Byron finally released his hold, Jay-Jay was scooped up into the boar's big strong arms again before he could waddle away.

Byron rumbled happily as he gently rubbed and teased the boy's bulge. He knew how wonderful it felt for a pent-up boy to have that warm, soft gel rubbing on his stiff weenie. "I think something in your diaper likes it even if you don't."

Jacob just huffed fussily and covered his blushing face with his paws. He didn't know what else to do; it was all so embarrassing. He was thankful when Byron laid him back down in the crib between his brothers, despite their giggling and teasing. The truth was he liked it a lot; the attention and the gentle teasing. It wasn't mean, and he knew the other boys were just as naughty.

"Now that you have had a good nap and your diaper is all pokey, is there anything you want to ask Daddy before dinner?" Byron inquired as he adjusted the bulge in his trousers. Seeing Jay-Jay so excited was getting the boar quite stiff.

The little bear bit his lip and whimpered softly. "I-I need to get off. Please... Can I, Daddy?" Jay-Jay asked with a whimper hoping it was cute enough to sway the big boar.

"So adorable. I know you are all worked up, aren't you? I think Daddy can help with that, cutie-pie. Do you want Daddy under your tail again, too, baby bear? I know it made you feel better last night." Byron teased with a smile. His paws worried the tapes free and laid open the soggy diaper.

Jay-Jay wanted to say yes so badly, but some part of him was still afraid of saying what he wanted. To give in to Byron and be a good little bear cub. He wasn't sure what was holding him back, but he still felt like he should be resisting this place... It was supposed to be his punishment.

Daddy Byron was slowly unzipping his fly and flopping out his massive cock when he noticed the cub hesitating. Jay-Jay couldn't help but stare at the huge slab of meat laid over his own hard little prick, totally eclipsing it. "Tell Daddy what you want, baby boy. "

Jay-Jay couldn't keep his composure. He squirmed and flushed, making the other boys giggle. Would Byron really hump him right here next to his brothers? He wanted to say no. Part of him was worried about giving in. Byron had already got him to start pissing himself and had even turned him into a polar bear cub. The boar had mounted him for the first time only the night before. Now he wanted to fuck him right there in front of everyone!

Jay-Jay was clearly pained and frozen with indecision until Holt leaned in and whispered in the bear cub's ear. "Go on, it feels so good." The calf urged gently, giving Jay-Jay's cookie ear a lick.

Terry just giggled and started to snuffle around Jay-Jay's stiff weenie, giving it a little taste. Holt scooted down and joined the fat little mouse in teasing Jay-Jay with his muzzle. They took turns kissing and slurping away lovingly. The boys kept switching between licking the little bear's stiffy and Bryon's huge manhood until Daddy broke up their fun.

"I didn't hear an answer, little bear? Do you want Daddy under your tail?" Byron asked, turning down the vibration's in the boy's rear to give him a breather.

Y-Yes, Daddy, please! I need it... Mmmf...." Jay-Jay squealed out when the teasing stopped. He was so horny he felt like he was going out of his mind.

"Good boy Jay-Jay...Such a good baby," the boar cooed as he rubbed and jiggled the boy's chubby belly.

"Now, Holt, you were good as well today. You earned your evening milking, so why don't you move here? Just like that...." Byron said, quickly repositioning the cubs in the crib so Holt was straddling Jay-Jay's chest and his wet diaper front pressing into the bear's face.

The calf beamed happily as he bumped his sodden wet front into Jay-Jay's snout. "Thank you, Daddy! I wanna be milked so bad!" He moaned needily, grinding against Jay-Jay's face.

"Jay-Jay, you want to help take care of your big brother, don't you?" Byron asked, giving the bear cub an encouraging rub and pushing his snout into the warm soggy diaper front.

Jay-Jay bit his lip and squirmed. He snuffled eagerly into Holt's soggy diaper while his little cock flagged and drooled. "Y-Yes, Daddy." The bear cub admitted he was nearly drunk off the musky wet diaper scents. He tried to reach down to play with his stiff weenie, but his big brother made sure he kept his paws away from his parts.

The diapered calf giggled again, giving his little brother a slurp across his muzzle. "Thankoo Jay-Jay!" Holt scooted back so Jay-Jay could suck on his cock properly.

"Jay-Jay, you are going to make sure he empties those big balls of his. I want you to work hard to help milk your brother. Don't stop sucking until he stops squirting," Byron explained as he popped the tapes on Holt's diaper and laid it open on the bear cub's chest. As soon as it was free, the calf's big cock sprung straight out and started to dribble into the open diaper. "Don't be shy now, cub. You know what to do."

Jacob was stunned. The boar had instructed him to suck the frisky young calf while he got his ass fucked. With his heart racing, Jacob nodded and slowly started to lick and fondle the huge set of bull nuts in front of him as the calf settled back down onto the open diaper.

Holt let out a long, happy moo when Jay-Jay hesitantly started to suckle on his cock. The little cub blushed hotly as the salty taste of piss filled his muzzle with every slurp. Jay-Jay shuddered as he took the big bull cock into his muzzle and lovingly sucked on the dribbling cock. He got so caught up in Holt's milking that he almost forgot what Byron was about to do to his backside. He got a quick reminder as the hog's hot, fat cock head pushed between his cheeks and kissed his hole.

"There's a good cub. So happy to help your brother, aren't you?" Byron rumbled as he slowly sank that huge cock into Jay-Jay's tight hole. His big paws gently stroked his boy's tummy lovingly as he pushed into Jay-Jay's rear little by little.

Jay-Jay squealed as the boar's thick member slid into his tight hole. It felt amazing to have Byron inside him again. He hadn't realized how much he had been craving it again until Byron was balls-deep in his fat rump. Jay-Jay tried not to get lost in the sensation of being stuffed, he had Holt to take care of for Daddy, and the calf's big cock deserved as much attention as he could muster. Jay-Jay had developed a bit of a soft spot for the calf, and he was more than eager to play with him for the first time.

After the first few happy moans, Collin started to squirm in Jasper's arms. He licked and nuzzled the big bunny, but after watching the others play, it was clear the pup was getting frisky too.

"Such a pokey puppy! Look how stiff you are!" Jasper teased as he rubbed the pup's tented diaper front. "Why don't you go get Terry, and we can have our own snuggle pile while they are having fun?" The plush said helpfully, patting the pup on the butt.

Collin quickly raced to the crib. Terry was already giggling before the husky pup practically tackled him and showered the mouse in licks. The mouse's paws were in mittens, so when he playfully bopped the puppy with them, the curly tail husky didn't even flinch. Collin struggled to lift his fat little mousy brother out of the crib and onto the floor, but they both crawled to Jasper as quickly as they could. Terry by necessity, and Collin because he was deeply in puppy headspace.

The big plush welcomed them both into his lap with kisses. First, he gave the mouse a quick diaper check before laying him over one knee. Next, Jasper popped the buttons on the crotch of Terry's onesie and tugged his diaper down below his plump little ass. "Puppy needs some loving. Do you want to help him out, baby? I think it is time for your bottle anyway," Jasper crooned as he groped and jiggled Terry's plump cheeks, spreading them wide to tease Collin with that inviting pink little pucker.

Collin let out a little whimper when he saw that wonderfully plump mouse butt. He was so pent up and eager it was hard for the husky not to tug on his diaper front, but he knew how to be a patient pup.

Terry blushed but didn't answer. It wasn't until the big plush reached for a full bottle of formula that the plump mousey nodded shyly and wiggled his fat butt at the eager whimpering puppy. Turning to Collin, Jasper held up a finger. "Pup, say hello... but don't mount."

Collin yipped and whimpered as he inched closer to Terry's plump ass and buried his snout in the mouse's rear. The mouse squirmed and whined as Collin began to lick and slurp between Terry's cheeks and down his little sack with his eager puppy tongue.

Back in the crib, Jay-Jay could hear the other two starting to play and making all sorts of cute noises, but he was almost entirely focused on the big bull cock in his muzzle and the boar up his ass. Jay-Jay had not been used like this since he was back on Armstrong, and he loved every second of it. His little paws lovingly stroked Holt's stiff member as his muzzle worked on the calf's knob. It took a little bit to get used to his new muzzle, but after some experimentation, he had the kinks worked out and slurped away on Holt's bullhood like a champ.

The calf mooed and grunted happily, his whole body shaking and shuddering as he started to hump Jay-Jay's muzzle. "D-Daddy I am gonna!" The big calf cried out as he felt his climax building.

Byron chuckled softly and kissed Holt on the side of his neck. "You earned it, calf. You show that little bear what a big load can make." The boar whispered into his calf's ear as he slowly sawed his powerful hips. Each thrust drove his whole length into the bear cub's tight ass.

Jacob whimpered and moaned when he heard Holt cry out. He wanted to taste that big load so badly. The little bear cub tried to focus on making his brother feel good. Still, with Daddy's big cock sinking into him again and again, he couldn't shake the dreamy trance-like state creeping over his mind. Almost on auto-pilot, the bear began to beg. "C-Cum in my muzzle... I need it... Daddy feels so good. Please, Holt!" Jay-Jay pulled off Holt's big member just long enough to plead before slurping enthusiastically back down on the calf's drooling member. He swirled his tongue around the bigger boy's plump head and loved on the underside of his cock, making the calf buck and huff.

Byron gave Jay-Jay a hard thrust and snorted. "Please, who, baby bear? That isn't what you call him. He is your big brother."

Jay-Jay whimpered and moaned as that huge cock plunged deep into his plump fat ass, the boar's powerful hips slapping against his ass. The bear cub whined in frustration. He didn't want that cock out of his muzzle for even a second. He huffed and pulled off again before crying out. "Please, big brother! Cum in my muzzle!"

Holt grunted and panted, dangerously close to cumming now that his new little brother was begging for his big load. "Mmm, baby bear wants it? Mmmmf! Here it comes... Ahhhh!" Holt let out a bellowing moo as he emptied those huge full nuts of his into his little brother's muzzle.

To the little bear, it felt like a geyser of cum flooding his muzzle as the bull calf pumped out pints of cum. Struggling to swallow it all, Jay-Jay whimpered but kept milking Holt like a good boy. Just like Daddy had told him to. By the third muzzle full of cum, Jay-Jay was starting to feel dizzy.

Suddenly his fat little bear body shook and shuddered as Daddy managed to fuck a hot load out of his floppy little bear cock. Electric shocks of pleasure jolted through his body as a cascade of ecstasy made his toes curl and his everything tense up. Jay-Jay had not realized that he had lost his erection sometime during the fun. He could feel Byron playing with his soft creamy little weenie with his big hand while it squirted all over his fuzzy tummy.

It only took a few more thrusts after that before the huge boar was seeding his tight hole. Bryon snorted and grunted as he pounded out a huge piggy load into that fat bear rump. Once again, it felt like pints of cum were flooding his ass. Filling him to the brim with hot boar seed until it leaked out around that thick member.

"That is Daddy's good boy. You like your brother's bull milk, don't you? Such a big mess for a little bear." The big boar praised while playing with Jay-Jay's spent, drippy little cock. "You were a very good baby. I can tell you like cumming for Daddy, even if you're a floppy little baby. It is okay. Lots of cubs can't stay hard when their Daddy is under their tail." Byron smirked. "Daddy isn't quite done with you yet, little bear.

Jay-Jay was still quite busy trying to suck down the huge load Holt was feeding him and couldn't respond to Daddy's teasing. Instead, he let out another little whimper around the bull's thick member to show Daddy he did like it, a lot, in fact.

The calf shuddered and mooed happily with each thick squirt of cum, but eventually, it started to subside. Spent and exhausted, the calf collapsed onto Jay-Jay and began to nuzzle and lick the little bear. "Wow, you are a good bull-milker..." he said with a big goofy grin.

The little polar bear was not quite sure how to take that compliment, but it did feel weirdly good to be praised by his big brother. He let out a little squeal when Papa Byron rolled Holt off of him and started to clean up his messy fur. With his head beginning to clear after getting off, Jay-Jay noticed that Collin was eagerly humping away at Terry's plump rear while Jasper fed the mouse from a bottle. Terry looked like he was in heaven as he let out pleased little squeaks around the bottle's nipple.

The husky pup had a short lead attached to his collar, and Jasper was helping guide his humping. Jay-Jay watched curiously while Byron cleaned his bits and hole with a warm wet wipe. It was hard not to get turned on a little while the other two finished up, which didn't take too much longer. Collin huffed and yipped until he started squitting his load into his mousey brother. Spent and drooling, the husky collapsed on top of Terry and snuggled in, looking quite pleased.

Jay-Jay was so caught up watching the others he hadn't noticed he was getting hard again until Byron made it bounce and slapped his belly. "What is this? So frisky already? I thought we already took care of that baby bear. You like watching them play, don't you? Don't worry that is good. We like having fun together. Isn't that right, Holt?"

The calf nodded quickly and gave Jay-Jay another kiss, which surprised him. "Yeah! It's the best when we all get to play together!"

Jay-Jay blushed a bit and leaned into Holt, and nuzzled. "D-Do you do this a lot?" He asked as Byron lovingly wiped the bear's stiffening weenie clean as he lazily stroked.

"Not every day, but we do like having playtime together," Byron explained with a grin. "I am very happy you had fun! I was a little worried you would be a shy bear cub, but you did amazing!. I am very proud of you, baby."

Being praised like that had Jay-Jay grinning despite his embarrassment. He didn't even complain as Byron put him into another thick diaper and taped him up before letting him out of the crib. Holt was next with Byron, while Jasper worked on changing Collin and Terry on the nursery's changing table.

"If you want to have fun with your brothers, don't hesitate to ask. Poor little Terry was pent up for weeks before overcoming his shyness. Didn't you, little mousey?" Jasper said to Jay-Jay when he waddled over to watch Terry get changed.

The mouse giggled and nodded; he looked content as Jasper cleaned up his cum coated bottom. His tiny little cock was wet with some seed but nothing like the other boys. Jay-Jay almost felt bad for him, but he didn't seem to mind having just a little weenie. Once he was clean, he swapped places with Collin.

"Now, all of you out into the kitchen. It is time for dinner," Byron said. He swatted Jay-Jay on his freshly padded butt until he waddled out of the nursery.

Jay-Jay was feeling awfully hungry after all that fun. His tummy rumbled a bit as he hurried to the kitchen. He hadn't had real food in what felt like forever. He wasn't used to only one non-formula meal a day, and his tummy was still adjusting.

A huge pot of spaghetti was waiting for the hungry cubs next to a loaf of garlic bread on the kitchen table. It was simple and tailored to a cub-like sensibility, but it looked amazing to Jay-Jay.

The cubs were all helped into high chairs and given bibs, except for Holt, who only got a booster seat. Collin was wagging his tail happily as he was served. He quickly dug in, not even waiting for utensils. Holt laughed and shook his head. "He always gets it everywhere."

Terry looked humiliated as Jasper made sure his mittens were tight and attached to the high chair. "This little one can't be trusted to feed himself, so we always make sure he is nice and secure," Jasper explained as Terry flushed and squirmed. "Imma big mouse!"

The big oversized rabbit chuckled and shook his head. "I will believe that when I see it..." he said before feeding the plump mouse a fork full of noodles.

Jay-Jay was mercifully given a set of plastic utensils, but when he tried to use them, he found his paws were too shaky to get the spaghetti anywhere other than all over his bib. He tried to take it in stride, but after the third forkful ended up all over him, he started to get frustrated. It wasn't fair. Now he couldn't even feed himself! The little bear's mood turned sour, and he threw the fork down angrily onto the highchair tray.

"Having troubles, baby?" Byron asked as he scooted his big chair closer to the little bear. "Do you want Daddy to help?"

"No! I wanna feed myself!" Jay-Jay angrily picked up the fork again to show he didn't need someone to feed him like a little baby. When it invariably ended with him getting it all over his bib, Jay-Jay started to whimper and cry.

Byron put an arm around his boy and gave him a big hug. "Baby, it is okay to need help. I know you have been going through a lot of changes, and everything feels wrong and strange, but that is why Jasper and I are here. We take care of you, little guys." Byron said, trying to dry the cub's tears.

The little bear was starting to lose it again, though. It just seemed like one unending humiliation after another. "I wanna be a big boy... Why can't I feed myself? I wanna be big!" He said, starting to tantrum.

"We talked about this baby. You will be a little wobbly and shaky while you go through your changes. You may look mostly like a little bear now, but you are still changing and will be for a while. Until you are used to it like Collin and Holt, you might need help sometimes like little Terry," Byron explained, hoisting the cub out of his high chair and planting him on his lap.

The little white bear must have looked shocked when Byron mentioned he might need help like Terry because Holt and Collin both giggled a bit. He didn't want to be like Terry at all. The mouse wasn't allowed to use his paws for anything most days and could barely toddle more than a few steps before resorting to crawling.

"I don't wanna need help. I wanna be big!" Jay-Jay said through sniffles and tears as Byron rocked him in his arms. It felt strange, but he couldn't help but nuzzle into Byron's chest and cling. The big fat boar was the one that had done all this to him. Why did it feel so good to be in his arms?

"Hush... now, we have already talked about this baby. You don't have a choice remember? You were a naughty boy, and now you get to be a cub for a while. There are worst things, aren't there? Instead of going to some penal station, you get to be with your new family. Sometimes that means you will have to have someone take care of you." Byron said, kissing away Jay-Jay's tears.

Starting to feel a bit calmer, Jay-Jay nodded and squeezed Byron's big thick belly. The boar was, of course, right. If he hadn't been sent to Roosevelt, he would have ended up in a penal station and worked half to death. It was still a bit much for the little bear. Every day he felt smaller and even more powerless. "I'm sorry, Daddy...."

"You are okay, baby. Now, why don't we get something into that belly of yours? It will make you feel better and give you energy for your big day tomorrow. It is your first day of school! Isn't that going to be fun?" the boar asked, grabbing Jay-Jay's portion of spaghetti and offering up a bite to the fussy boy in his lap.

Jay-Jay bashfully opened his muzzle and took the offered fork-full. Even after his little meltdown, he was still awfully hungry. Byron had mentioned school a few times, but Jay-Jay hadn't paid too much attention. "I-I already went to school. Do I have to go again?" Jay-Jay questioned after gobbling down a few bites.

"You haven't gone to school here yet. Besides, it isn't like school back on Armstrong. Here it is more about fun and exploring being a cub. That is something you still need to learn, isn't it?" Byron explained, giving Jacob a playful tickle until he nodded and grinned.

"Tomorrow, we are finger painting, and Mr. Porter will be there!" Holt exclaimed, flicking his tail. Holt was pretty fond of the big bull that taught at the school and was always happy to see him.

Collin giggled and playfully tugged on Holt's tail tuft. "You just like him because he is a bull!"

The calf flushed and looked a little embarrassed before grinning. "Nah, that just makes him more awesome."

Jay-Jay spent the rest of dinner in papa's lap getting fork-fed spaghetti. It was embarrassing, but he mostly listened to the other boys excitedly chatting about school. They all seemed to like going, so it couldn't be that bad.

After everyone ate, Jasper sent the boys to the big playroom for a few hours while they cleaned up the kitchen before bath and bedtime. The boys had all sorts of games and toys to keep them occupied for a few hours. Jay-Jay played nervously with a plush toy and some building blocks until Holt came over and kissed him on the ear.

"Doing okay?" The calf asked curiously as he plopped down on his diapered butt and nuzzled into the bear cub.

"Y-yeah, it has been a... weird day," Jay-Jay admitted feeling off about everything.

"Yeah, I had lots of weird days, too," Holt admitted as he pulled Jacob into a hug. "When I first got here, there was a guy who was my big brother. He is still here. On Roosevelt, I mean. He passed rehab and couldn't stay here anymore. He helped me a lot, though."

Jay-Jay squirmed but nodded slowly as he started to melt into the bigger calf. "If he is out of rehab, why is he still here? I mean, I know lots of people come here on purpose, but why would someone from rehab want to stay when they could go anywhere?" the bear asked curiously.

Holt just laughed and bumped noses with Jay-Jay, making the bear giggle. "Because it is awesome here! Everything is really weird right now, but it gets a lot better. I mean, all we do is have fun every day."

The bear cub looked a bit unconvinced but hugged a bit tighter around the calf. "Are you going to leave when you pass the program?"

"No way! I wanna stay right here!" Holt said with a giggle. "Maybe someday, but not right now!"

"But... You have to wear diapers, and they treat you like a baby!" Jay-Jay was still having trouble seeing the silver lining in that.

"And? It is fun and cute! I like being little and silly. Back home, I had to work almost every day. Here I can have way more fun," the calf beamed, giving Jay-Jay a snuggle.

Still not entirely convinced, Jay-Jay didn't press the point any further, but he huffed and pressed back into Holt. The boys played for a long while before Byron and Jasper came to check on them. The little polar bear flushed hotly when Daddy Byron carried him over to the changing table and laid him out on his back.

The fat boar popped the buttons on his onesie for a proper diaper check. It was wet, of course. Ever since Byron had taken away his training pants, the bathroom doors had stopped working for him. Even the plastic training potty in the nursery had refused to open for him. After multiple public pissings, he had simply given up trying to hold it. Even taking a bit of twisted pleasure, knowing they would have to clean up his piss-soaked diaper.

"Good boy! Using your diapers like a proper cub!" Byron smiled as he gave his cub another kiss on his fat tummy. "You will get another gold star once I get you changed."

Jay-Jay flushed a bit at being praised for wetting himself like he had a choice. It was enough to get him worked up a little and huffy. "Not like I had anywhere else to go...." The bear cub muttered defiantly.

"We talked about this, Jay-Jay. Remember, you said you would be a good cub for the rest of the night? That means using your diaper like a good cubby. That means no potties for little bears," Byron explained in an even tone as he laid open Jacob's soaked diaper and started to clean the boy's little package and tushy.

"Yeah, but..." Jacob started to protest a bit, but Byron cut him off before he could get anything out.

"But nothing. Potties are off-limits until I say otherwise. Until then, you will keep using your diaper like a good boy. If I hear one more word, you can kiss your gold star goodbye," Byron rumbled as he hoisted the cub's legs and thoroughly cleaned between his plump ass cheeks.

Squirming uncontrollably at the attention his rump was getting, Jay-Jay huffed and pouted, desperately trying not to get an erection. Mercifully Byron finished cleaning him up quickly. The bear was surprised when Byron helped him down bottomless, then finished stripping him totally naked. "Now go tell Holt it is his turn and...."

"But I'm naked!" The bear protested, folding his arms across his chest. It looked silly with his little weenie flopping around as he fussed.

"I was going to say, go tell Holt it is his turn and tell Jasper you are ready for your bath. I didn't think you would be so shy after earlier," Byron laughed, letting his amusement show through.

"I um... That was different. I mean... Hmmmf..." Byron did have a good point, but Jay-Jay wasn't about to give in so easily.

"Totally different. This time you don't have his weenie anywhere near your muzzle or Daddy under your tail!" Byron retorted as he knelt and gave Jay-Jay a hug from behind. His big paw slid up between the cub's legs making him huff and squirm. Byron gently tugged and jiggled Jay-Jay's floppy little foreskin teasingly. "I seem to remember you were far less shy about it when this was all hard, and you were worked up. Should Daddy get you all pokey, so you are a brave little bear again?"

Suddenly flushed with embarrassment, Jay-Jay scampered off before Byron could make any more uncomfortable points. Clutching his boyhood in his paws, the bear cub hurried over to Holt. "Daddy says it is your turn," Jay-Jay glumly mumbled as he cupped his little package.

When the calf eagerly got up and raced to Daddy for his diaper check, it caught the bear off guard. It was still surprising to him that the other rehab guys were eagerly going along with the program. Jay-Jay couldn't wrap his mind around wanting to be a big baby!

Jasper noticed the cub's uncomfortable hesitation because he hopped over and scooped up the little bear while distracted. "What are you thinking about, little one? Something on your mind?"

"Holt, um... Holt likes it, doesn't he?" Jay-Jay whispered to the big plush as he watched the white calf wiggle his way up onto the changing table and spread his legs for Byron.

"He has told you himself he likes it here. Is it really so hard to believe?" Jasper asked, squeezing the boy tightly in his arms as they watched Holt get his diaper laid open.

Holt and Byron got a pretty good laugh when Holt's seemingly insatiable cock sprung from his diaper and slapped wetly on his belly. Byron gently started to work and milk that big bull cock, quickly trying to bring his boy to climax again so he could be changed.

"I would probably like it better if I got handjobs instead of spankings, too," Jay-Jay grumbled, clearly a bit jealous.

"Boys in the rehab program get rewarded for good behavior and punished for bad behavior. It is really that simple, cutie. Holt had his share of swats when he first came here too. You have no reason to be jealous. I am sure Daddy Byron told you about Holt's needs, but if you had asked sweetly, I know Byron would have done the same for you." Jasper explained as he had Jay-Jay watched the calf squirm and moo cutely while Byron stroked a load out of him.

"Not likely. I don't think Byron likes me much." Jay-Jay lamented, still wanting to pout. "I mean, I haven't even been here that long. You guys don't really even know me."

Seeing that the boy's concerns ran deeper than he had thought, Jasper hopped out of the playroom with Jay-Jay still in his arms. The big plush made his way into the bathroom, where the large family-sized bathtub was already drawn with warm water. "Jay-Jay, you may be new here, but as long as you are under our care, we will do everything we can for you. If things seem unreasonable or strange, you need to understand you did something very naughty. You are here to get better. We also know you can't just change overnight. I know spanking and punishments can seem unfair, but they don't mean we don't like you. It just means you needed a lesson on how to behave."

Feeling strangely emotional, Jay-Jay clung to the stuffed rabbit and hung on for dear life. "I-I think you like me... Byron is the mean one. Always teasing me."

"Jay-Jay, you only think that because I haven't put you over my knee. Yet," Jasper bluntly adding the final word as if making a point. He went on, though, trying to explain things to his boy. "When and if I think you deserve it, I will put you over my knee just like Byron did. Neither of us likes disciplining you, but we will if it is what you need. You aren't a real cub. You know right from wrong. This is simple stuff, play nice, share with others, no naughty language. If you don't want spanks, you just have to behave. It isn't hard like back where you came from. I will let you in on a little secret. You could be getting daily spankings here and still pass rehab. I know one piggy who was getting put over Daddy's knee until he was released from the program. You aren't committing big crimes here. You can't do anything that will end you in real trouble. We aren't trying to turn you into a robot who only does what he is told."

At first, Jacob was too shocked at the threat of spankings from Jasper to say anything. Slowly what the rabbit had to say sunk in. Jay-jay pinned his ears back and tried to hide his face in the plushie's big fluffy chest. "T-then, how do I pass?" Jay-Jay asked in a cute little voice.

"You need to figure that one out for yourself, cutie, but I will tell you that you should stop worrying. You will be here for four years. You have a long time to figure it out," Jasper hooked a finger under the cub's chin, making him look him in the eye before adding. "Right now, you just need to be a good cub, not a good adult. You tried being an adult, and that didn't work out, did it? So, try this for a while. You might start to like it."

"I don't want to be a cub. I want to be big again! I want to see my friends and get drunk! Have sloppy sex and get fucked up! I don't want to be little again! It isn't fair!" The naked bear cub fumed, finally reaching his breaking point.

Jay-Jay liked Jasper a lot. The big plush reminded him of Danny in ways that almost felt uncomfortable. He had longed for that stupid old robot caretaker secretly for years after leaving the creche. Jacob just couldn't take his strange new environment anymore and lashed out.

Before he could say another word, the big plush made the cub look him in the eye again and gave him a disapproving look. "Do we use that kind of language here?"

Scared witless suddenly about getting yet another spanking, the Jay-Jay whimpered weakly. "N-no, Papa Jasper. I-I'm sorry."

"You are right. We don't. Just this once, I am going to let it slide. Just don't tell Papa Byron. You have had a rough day, and all boys make silly mistakes. Now, you know what happens if you leave Roosevelt as well as I do. Is staying here so bad when you know what the alternative is?"

"N-no sir..." Jay-Jay replied glumly. He could kick up as much fuss as he wanted but when the alternative was a penal station, pretty much anything was better.

"Don't you start calling me sir now, boy. I'm just Jasper or Papa if you want to call me something else. I think it is high time I got you in the bath, though. The others are going to be done getting undressed with Daddy Byron sooner or later.

Jay-Jay shifted a bit uncomfortably on Jasper's lap. He was trying to process everything, but he wasn't making much headway until something finally clicked. All the baby stuff on Roosevelt wasn't a punishment, just... different. Even the swats were his fault; he wasn't a child, not really. He could have just behaved and spared himself a sore bottom. Byron had never lifted a hand against him for something out of his control. He was here by his own choice, after all.

Suddenly feeling humiliated and crushed by how he had been acting since arriving, Jay-Jay buried his face in Jasper's chest fur and started sniffing. "P-Papa Jasper..."

"What is wrong, Jay-Jay? I thought you were doing better. Why all the waterworks?" Jasper comforted, giving the cub a few gentle kisses.

"I-I was bad... I used a swear and was mean to you and Daddy Byron. Even the other boys." Jay-Jay sniffled quietly. He was still hesitant, but after his alone time with Byron, he knew what to do.

"I know you did, baby bear. Something tells me you don't think I should let you off with a warning. Is that it?" The big plush bunny asked, rubbing his paw over the boy's rear.

Not sure he could answer properly, Jay-Jay nodded and squeezed onto the bun tightly.

"I see. Byron told me you might need some special attention when you are bad. I am just a big softy, but I know what you need," Jasper noted, gently laying the naked cub over his lap face down.

Lifting his plush paw, Jasper counted out five swats, enough to assuage the boy's conscience. Jay-Jay yelped and squealed with each one, but it was mostly for show. The plush was far gentler than Byron had been.

"There we go. Now give Papa a hug and no more tears, okay? It is time for bed, and you still need a bath, don't you, little one? "Jasper said as he cradled Jay-Jay in his arms lovingly.

It was strange, but Jay-Jay did feel better after those swats. He dried his face and nose when Jasper held up a dry washcloth. "T-thank you, Jasper. I am sorry I was naughty."

"You are forgiven, baby bear. Now let me see that cute little smile of yours." The plush comforted, giving the cub a tickle on his ribs, trying to lift his spirits. "We better get you washed up before Holt comes streaking in here with that big dingus flopping around." Jasper joked as he hefted the bear into the tub and started to wash up his fur.

Bath time was gentle and relaxing. The shampoo that Jasper used smelled of lavender and honey. The plush's big paws worked it in lovingly, making Jay-Jay feel warm and tingly. He seemed to melt into the tub as Jasper massaged the shampoo into his fur with long, firm strokes. Jay-Jay could almost feel his stress dissolving into the warm bath water.

Once his fur was nice and washed, Jasper moved onto the boy's more tender places. His paws gently cleaned Jay-jay's little weenie, tugging his hood back and washing his sensitive head under the water. The bear cub got plenty stiff by the time Jasper was done getting his weenie and rear clean, but the plush caretaker seemed to ignore it as he scooped Jay-Jay out of the tub and toweled him off. Even when he vigorously worked the soft, warm towel between the boy's legs. Jasper pretended he didn't notice the hard-little bear weenie flopping around.

"Okay, up you go, sweetie. Let's get you into a fresh diaper," Jasper said, scooping Jay-Jay into his arms and carrying him into the nursery. It was empty, so the others must have still been in the playroom with Byron. Jasper laid him on the changing table and slid a thick overnight diaper under his butt. The caretaker was gentle but quickly diapered up the bear cub and stuffed him into a bedtime onesie.

"There we go. Now we have to finish up with the others. I want you to get snuggled in and have a bottle before bed. Some nice warm formula will help you relax and sleep tonight." Jasper said, laying Jay-Jay in the crib and tucking him in tightly with a bottle. "We want to chase away those bad dreams, don't we?"

"D-do you have to go, Jasper? I um... I like it when you hold me." Jay-Jay asked with a shy look.

Jasper paused and turned back to Jay-Jay, "You know what, baby bear? Daddy can handle those three troublemakers," Jasper cooed in a soothing tone. He then picked up Jay-Jay and carried him over to a chair he frequently sat in when watching the boys at night.

Settling in, the big plush made sure Jay-Jay was nice and swaddled in his blanket, his arms tightly bound at his sides. "Just relax and enjoy your bottle, baby."

Blushing, Jay-Jay took the nipple and started to hungrily suckle while Jasper softly hummed a lullaby. He was hungry, but most of all, he was craving a gentle, loving touch. Being gently rocked in Jasper's arms as he was fed quickly had Jay-Jay yawning, his eyelids drooping. He didn't remember falling asleep, but he didn't wake until the next morning, having slept through the night for the first time since he had come to Roosevelt.

When he woke the next morning, Jay-Jay struggled to break free of the swaddling, only to realize that at some point during the night, Jasper had moved him to the crib with his brothers. Collin was pressed right up next to him and cuddled in. He was letting out the cutest little barks as he slept, and Jay-Jay couldn't resist putting an arm around the little husky pup and hugging him.

Collin wiggled back into the hug; the pup was used to getting loved on while he slept. It would take more than that to wake him. Jay-Jay lay there holding him for almost an hour as his mind drifted over the past few days' events. He was surprised at how most of those memories were happy ones. Between all the changes and punishments, he was actually having fun with his new brothers. Even if he was forced to act like a kid again.

The dreamy bear cub was pulled out of his reverie when Byron quietly opened the nursery and slipped inside. "Rise and shine, sweeties. It is a big day for Jay-Jay. It is his first day of school! Won't that be fun?"

The three sleeping cubs started to wake slowly, with only Terry seeming to put up much of a fight when he tried burrowing further under his blanket to hide from the light.

"I wanna sleep. School is dumb!" Terry said grumpily from under the covers, his little tail sticking out and lashing with annoyance.

Byron just laughed and stripped the blankets off the mouse before scooping him up. "Well, that is too dang bad, isn't it, little one? Little mousey boys don't get a choice on this now, do they?"

"Nooooo, I don't wanna go!" Terry huffed and pouted, looking grumpy. He tried flailing in Byron's arms, but with his little paws still in his mittens, he couldn't do much to overpower Byron or wiggle out of his grasp. When one of his mittens caught the boar right in the snout, he looked almost as shocked as Byron.

"That is enough!" Byron growled as he marched the fat little mouse over to the changing table and ripped down his soggy diaper. His tiny mouse bits flopped around as Byron forced him onto his fat tummy. When his open hand came down hard on the mouse's plump little ass, it jiggled quite nicely.

Jay-Jay felt bad for Terry. He clearly hadn't meant to bop Byron in the snout. The way he was flailing and carrying on, though. It wasn't too shocking that someone got bopped. The polar bear winced as he watched Byron paddle the little mouse's rear end, even if he was carrying on and squalling over only ten swats. Jay-Jay had gotten way more than that in just a few days. Next, Byron stuffed the mouse into an overnight diaper normally reserved for bedtime.

"If you want to stay home, fine! You know what happens when you do." Byron growled as he handed Terry off to Jasper before turning his attention to the other three.

Once the rest of the boys were changed, it was time for their morning formula bottle. Like always, it was sweet, tasty, and surprisingly filling. Jasper bottle-fed Terry, gently rocking him as he sniffled from his swats. Byron let the other three boys have the run of the nursery while they had their bottles but kept an eye on them from the corner to make sure they didn't fool around too much.

Holt and Collin wanted to play their favorite holo-game, but it didn't interest Jay-Jay. He kept sneaking looks back to Byron, arranging the boy's clothing for school. Jay-Jay fidgeted, worrying about what school was going to be like. He didn't exactly like going the first time around.

The boar noticed and gently patted his lap. "Come here, cutie..."

Jay-Jay was still hesitant, but after talking with Jasper during his bath, he started warming up to the idea that he was here for the long haul, so he might as well get with the program. He waddled over and let Byron pull him into his lap. "Hi, Daddy..." The polar bear cub had not noticed how obviously nervous he was acting.

"Something the matter, cutie pie? It is okay to be nervous, you know. You have a big day with lots of changes." Byron comforted, cradling the cute little bear in his arms and slowly rubbing his tummy.

"W-will everyone know about me? You know, about how I came here?" That, most of all, scared Jay-Jay senseless. The thought of a whole class judging him about his past made his stomach knot.

"Well, your teacher will know, but don't you worry. They won't treat you any differently. The other boys won't know a thing. As far as they know, the Hammond house boys are like any others." Byron said, gently stroking the boy's belly fur, trying to comfort him.

"W-what if I have an accident or um... I don't want to be there?" Jay-Jay questioned, still sounding unsure and trying to find a way out of going to school.

Byron just laughed softly. "Well, the teachers there know how to take care of the leaky pants and a scraped knee, but if you absolutely need one of us, we can be there in just a few minutes. If you don't want to go, you don't have to, but I have strict rules about that. Boys who don't go to school are obviously babies, and if you stay home, you will be treated like one."

The bear cub looked slightly confused and a touch grumpy, hearing the boar's response. "You already make me wear diapers! How else can you make me a baby?" The boy asked a bit louder than he probably should have. Jasper turned to look curiously at him, making the boy blush.

"Well, you know how Terry has to wear his mittens and how shaky he is when he walks? Like that, but you would need to be carried and fed, not even crawling." Jasper explained in a serious tone. "At least until you go to school like a good boy."

Jay-Jay looked horrified at the boar's explanation, but it was a fantastic motivator. Going to preschool again didn't sound so bad after all. Not wanting to push that particular conversation any further, the bear cub nursed on his bottle and tried to relax. Pre-school couldn't be that bad. Could it?

Once everyone was fed, Terry was put in the crib with a stuffed animal and some infant toys while Byron and Jasper got the rest of the boys all dressed. Unlike their normal clothes, it appeared that the preschool had a uniform. All the boys had white button-up shirts and navy blazers with an embroidered teddy bear crest. Then for the bottoms, a simple pair of snap-crotch khaki shorts to cover their diapers but still allow for easy changes.

Byron had already packed their book bags for them, and soon they were on their way out the door, and Jay-Jay was on his way to his first day of school.