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Despite Jasper and Byron's best efforts, Jay-Jay was not looking forward to going to school. As Byron fed and dressed his boys, the morning had been a blur of activity. They walked hand-in-hand, with Byron leading the way. Part of him was jealous that Terry got to stay home with Jasper, but then he remembered the punishment for not going to school, and it didn't seem so bad. Anything sounded better than staying home and being babied like Terry all day.

At first, Jay-Jay had been quite embarrassed to be forced to walk holding hands like a small child, but as they strolled through the rolling parks of Roosevelt, he started to see they were hardly the only ones. All around, small groups of cubs were waddling towards the schoolyard, holding the hands of plush caretakers or daddies. Some of the smaller boys were even on toddler leashes which made the bear cub very thankful that Byron wasn't that cruel, though he suspected that Collin the husky would have loved it. He was already trying to run ahead excitedly, only to be scolded by Byron.

"Collin, you know better. Be a good example for Jay-Jay no running off." The boar chastised, trying not to chuckle.

The School Yard wasn't exactly what Jay-Jay had imagined, but it was far more expansive than he expected. It was a cluster of buildings on a fenced-in field. Play areas were dotted around, and boys were racing around playing before classes started. Some boys were as small as Terry, and some looked near adult height, though still shorter than any of the caretakers.

Jay-Jay huffed when he saw one young colt who looked more like a teen on the cusp of manhood than a cub. "Why does he get to be big?"

Holt waved a bit shyly to the colt and then whispered to Jay-Jay. "That is Charlie. He is in primary school and a Big Brother too."

The bear cub cocked his head, looking a bit confused. The way Holt had said Big Brother, Jay-Jay could tell he didn't mean he was just the oldest. "Big Brother?"

"Yeah, they are, um... They are kind of like a Daddy, someone who wants to be bigger. If you want to be a Daddy someday, you must be a Big Brother first." Leaning in close, the calf whispered. "Daddy says I can try for it even if I'm... Um, you know, in trouble."

That perked Jay-Jay's interest. It meant that some of the boys didn't have to be babied like the rest. "How do you get to be one?" He asked curiously as Collin kissed Byron goodbye and raced off to play with a friend.

"Daddy Byron just has to say you can try, and then you can start training. I think there is a test of something, but once you are a big brother, you get fewer rules and can even start your own family here. You still need to have a plush like Jasper, but everyone loves the plushies!" Holt explained with a grin.

"You two about ready to go inside?" Byron prodded, noticing that Jay-Jay wasn't budging from the front gate. "I bet Mr. Porter would love to meet you. I think you are going to get along."

The calf jumped and flicked his tail excitedly as he tugged on Jay-Jay's sleeve. "You need to meet Mr. Porter. He is the best! Come on!" Leading the way, Holt took the bear cub's paw and dragged him into the schoolyard.

Jay-Jay had to work to keep up with his older brother, and Byron was just behind him, so he couldn't sneak off. In a way, he almost felt like he was being carried swept downstream, and there was nothing he could do about it. The bear cub tried not to look too embarrassed as the boys waved excitedly at him. New faces always drew attention, and Jay-Jay was no exception.

It was still a little before the bell rang, but Mr. Porter was cheerily changing a lion cub's diaper when Holt dragged Jay-Jay into the classroom. The boy seemed at ease while the big bull dusted his tawny bits with baby powder and rubbed it on. The changing table was off to one side of the teacher's desk and up against the wall. It seemed that anyone who needed changing had to do it in front of the whole class.

"Well, hello there, Byron! I was hoping to talk to you before your new little guy started! Just to give me a moment to finish up with kitten here." Mr. Porter greeted the newcomers with a powdery hand before taping the lion into his diaper. Once it was nice and snug, he helped the boy into his shorts and hugged him. "Go have fun with your friends. This is your last warning, though. If I see damp shorts one more time, you will be wearing just your diaper for a week. You need to tell us when you need a change, even if you just got here."

The little lion boy flushed and nodded quickly before darting back out to play before school started. Holt waved to him and smiled as he ran past. The black-furred bull turned to wash his hands in a cleaning station next to the changing table before coming to properly greet Byron and his boys. "Sorry about that! The little guy had already soaked his shorts before he even got here!"

"Sounds like a few boys I know. They never seem to think they need a change, do they?" Byron chucked, shaking the teacher's hand. "Well, Dale. I would like you to meet Jay-Jay. He is the new boy at Hammond house I told you about last week."

"I got his enrollment taken care of; it looks like his naturalization went smoothly. Such a little cutie." Mr. Porter knelt beside the bear cub and rubbed his cute cookie ears making Jay-Jay squirm and look bashful. He hugged Holt before letting the calf go play while Jay-Jay and Daddy talked boring stuff.

Byron patted Jay-Jay on the shoulder. "Jay-Jay, this is Mr. Porter, one of the teachers here at the school. You are going to be in class with him most days. Isn't that fun? Do you need anything before I go?"

Jay-Jay was pretty embarrassed that Daddy would even ask him that in front of the teacher. He wasn't some little kid who needed help. Jay-Jay shook his head no quickly. The polar bear boy was far from convinced that it would be fun, but he shyly held out his paw to shake hands with the big bull. "Hi, Mr. Porter..."

"It is nice to meet you, little guy. How about I show you your cubby, and then you can play until the bell rings." Mr. Porter offered and smiled warmly.

Looking nervously between Byron and the bull, the cub suddenly found himself gathered up into a big bear hug and smooched. "Not before he says goodbye to his Daddy."

Daaaadddy! No! It is embarrassing!" Jay-Jay was flustered as he tried to push away from Byron's kisses, but by the end, he was giggling like a madman.

"It is my job to make you all squirmy remember." Byron laughed as he set the cub down and patted him on his thickly padded butt. "Be a good boy for Mr. Porter. I will be back to pick you boys up later."

Eager to escape further embarrassment, Jay-Jay quickly followed the bull to the cubbies and was assigned one next to Collin's cubby hole. Jay-Jay couldn't help but laugh a little when he saw that it was currently filled with a collar, some sticks for fetching, and a few well-chewed tennis balls. Most of the boys on Roosevelt he had seen didn't really act any different now that they were fuzzy. On the other hand, Collin seemed to have jumped in feet first into being a puppy. Holt had his milking, but that was more of Daddy's doing.

Jay-Jay stuffed his backpack into the cubby and wandered back into the play area to look for his brothers. They weren't too hard to find. Collin and Holt were out playing with two familiar faces, Benny and Lee. He had briefly met them during the family's walk through the park. At the time, the two boys had been doing some very naughty things with their daddy Tristan.

Collin saw Jay-Jay heading to the playground and romped over to give him an excited hug before dragging him over to say hello to Benny and Lee. The last time Jay-Jay had seen Lee, his little muzzle wrapped around his daddy's pole in the middle of the park while Benny fed the rabbit treats. Remembering how fun that looked made Jay-Jay a bit squirmy. It would have been horribly embarrassing but seeing someone else doing it gave him weird feelings.

"H-Hi again..." The bear cub offered nervously and tried not to look the other boys in the eye.

The tiger cub Lee, busted up giggling and gave Jay-Jay a hug. It seemed to be how nearly all the cubs greeted each other on Roosevelt. In fact, snuggling, cuddling, and touching, in general, appeared to be not only accepted but encouraged.

"What do you think of Roosevelt so far!? You are new, right?" The tiger's tail lashed behind him excitedly.

"Y-yeah, I am new. Still getting used to stuff, I guess. Everything here is so different...." Jay-Jay hesitated, not wanting the other boys to know he was only on Roosevelt for rehabilitation.

Benny was nearly a head shorter but twice as round as Jay-Jay. He giggled and squished in for a hug. His diaper appeared so over-capacity that his snap shorts were straining to contain it, the buttons barely holding on.

Lee just giggled. "Yeah, my old station wasn't anything like this. Everyone was so serious! Then I met Papa Tristan...." The stripped feline trailed off and adjusted the front of his diaper when he thought about his fat Daddy rabbit. "Things are way more awesome here!" He quickly added, realizing he was blushing.

The badger was still clinging to Jay-Jay and was looking up at him with big, begging eyes. Jay-Jay felt uncomfortable with the clingy cub stuck to him when Holt nudged the bear with an elbow and whispered. "He wants you to hug him back... Benny doesn't talk much."

Jay-Jay felt a touch embarrassed that he had not figured that out himself and wrapped his arms around the fat badger and gave him a tight squeeze. "Nice to meet you again. You look even cuter with clothes on...." Jay-Jay teased playfully.

Benny flashed Jay-Jay a huge grin and squeezed him back tightly but buried his face in the bear cub's chest, clearly embarrassed about how they first met. Both he and his brother Lee hadn't been wearing anything but diapers when Jay-Jay and Byron had stumbled across them with Papa Tristan.

Lee just laughed. "You should see him without anything on! My little brother is the cutest little fatty! Aren't you thickness?" The tiger giggled as he started to tickle Benny's thick sides, making him squeal and laugh as he tried to run away. His much more svelte tiger brother easily chased him down and tickled him until suddenly his ears pinned back. A large wet spot formed in his shorts, and one of the buttons holding back his diaper sog popped. His thick yellowed diaper peeked out, making the other boys giggle.

"Boys... Play nice." A large plush teddy bear scolded as it softly padded over and helped Benny to his feet. It tsked and shook its head when it groped that huge soggy bulge. "You need a change, mister! Come along. We will get you changed." Benny tried to protest, but the huge plush scooped him up and carried him into the school effortlessly.

Before he could even get to the changing table, the bell rang, and the boys all started to head in. Mr. Porter stood at the classroom's back door and waved all the boys inside. Making sure to count each one as they slid past, some of them clearly tried to avoid an inevitable diaper check, but the bull checked each boy as they entered. If a boy was soggy, the big bull stripped off their shorts and directed them to one of the two teddy bear helpers.

There were only two changing tables in the classroom and enough wet cubs that a line was forming. Jay-Jay tried to hide behind Holt and Collin, not that he was afraid his diaper was wet, but getting checked seemed humiliating.

Jay-Jay was flushed under his fur as he watched Collin and Holt get checked and sent to their desks. Neither boy seemed to have a problem with it. "Okay, cubby. Your turn." Mr. Porter rumbled as he dropped Jay-Jay's shorts and checked his diaper for wetness. Mercifully he was still dry. It was getting harder and harder to tell when he had wet. "What a good baby boy! All nice and dry, go take your seat."

"I'm not a baby...." The polar bear cub mumbled grumpily as the bull pulled up his shorts and sent him off with a satisfying thump on his diapered ass.

Suddenly there was a fit of giggles behind Jay-Jay. Almost in a chorus, Jay-Jay heard the other cubs giggling and singing. "Notta baby! Notta baby! Thinks he's big, but he's small! Says he's dry, but there's a puddle in his pants!"

Mr. Porter smirked and stopped Jay-Jay from leaving just yet. "Notta baby? Is that so? We have a rule here, everyone who goes to school here is a big baby. So, if you think you aren't a baby, you clearly need a reminder!" The bull instructed gleefully, pulled out a big pacifier, and stuffed it into Jay-Jay's muzzle. At first, the bear was too stunned to spit it out, but once he tried, he found that the nipple seemed to swell up and gag him. Even yanking on it seemed to have no effect.

"That is a good baby. Now you can suck on a binky until the little hand gets to the 9, okay baby?" Mr. Porter patronizingly inquired before resuming the last few diaper checks and leaving the silenced cub fuming.

Jay-Jay looked at the clock and whined, realizing it was nearly an hour away. The bear cub huffed and fussed as he hurried over to where Collin and Holt were sitting. The class was divided into 6 big tables, each capable of seating 6-8 cubs. Holt had kept a seat for his little brother between him and Collin. As soon as he sat down, Jay-Jay tried to start complaining, but the paci did a wonderful job making sure the only sounds he could make would be babyish babbling.

"Sorry, Jay-Jay. I should have warned you about that. It, um... isn't too serious, but you can't say that here. If you are big, you go to Elementary School. We have to go to preschool cus' we are still in diapers. You get training pants when you go to the big kid school." Holt whispered, trying to keep his voice down.

Of course, didn't change the fact that he was sucking on a pacifier for his first day but knowing he wasn't entirely alone in this kind of punishment made him feel a bit better.

Once everyone who needed to be changed was clean and seated, Mr. Porter ambled slowly to the front of the class and collected stacks of print-outs. More paper... It still seemed strange seeing it in person. He passed them out to each table with a jar of coloring supplies. Collin nearly dove on the stack and passed them out to everyone at the table.

Jay-Jay had been worried about sitting with other boys, but it was just Lee and Benny who had decided to sit with the Hammond houseboys and a cute bunny boy named Remmy, that had dyed his fur a very lovely shade of baby blue. Remmy seemed even more timid than Jay-Jay and said little as he started to color his handout.

Jay-Jay pouted for a bit, refusing to even look at the coloring papers for a good 10 minutes. He was still fuming from getting silenced and most of the snickering he was still hearing directed at him. It didn't help that the pacifier had a huge muzzle guard that made him look even more babyish.

Boredom got the better of him, and he pulled one of the sheets over and instantly flushed when he saw the drawing he was supposed to color. It was a teddy bear in a thick diaper held by an even chubbier cub. Reaching for another, Jay-Jay realized they were all different, but all were baby and diaper themed. A few were even a bit naughty, with cubs in the middle of a change and their little packages exposed.

Jay-Jay looked around the table and was surprised to find that only one of the other boys was working on a naughty one. Cute little Remmy had a huge grin on his face as he colored his picture of a puppy getting changed by a big plush.

Still unsure what to do, the bear cub nearly jumped out of his skin when Mr. Porter put a hand on his shoulder. He was so distracted by the chatter and giggling from all the other cubs he hadn't noticed the bull move up behind him. "Having trouble picking which one to color? Don't want you want to color with the others?"

Feeling quite embarrassed that he was holding one of the naughtier pictures of a naked little bear spread out on a changing table to color, Jay-Jay quickly tried to shuffle it back into the stack. Still unable to speak, he tried to mumble a defense, but the bull laughed.

"Why did you put that one back?" the teacher challenged, pulling it out of the pile. "That one is one of my favorites. He is such a cutie, like you. Want to color it together?"

Jay-Jay's defenses melted a little. Mr. Porter seemed too much like Byron. He couldn't help but want to say yes. He was still very grumpy about the pacifier and quickly shook his head before grabbing a crayon and filling it in the bear, hoping the bull would leave him alone.

"Well, okay. If that is what you want. Have fun. I will be back to check on you later." Mr. Porter reassured before going to check on the next table.

It felt so stupid working on coloring, but Jay-Jay started having some fun with it. If they were going to make him color like a toddler, he would at least try getting a rise out of the teacher. He grinned as he started working on the naughty little bear on the sheet. It was a cute picture, the innocent naked little bear with a tiny flaccid cub cock and coin purse on display, getting his diaper changed.

With a mischievous grin hidden behind his pacifier, Jay-Jay carefully added a cummy mess onto the drawing's ass and tummy before he added about nine inches to the cute little cock. Thinking he was up to very naughty mischief, Jay-Jay had to suppress his fits of giggles. Maybe school wasn't going to be that bad after all.

Mr. Porter gave the boys half an hour to work on their coloring before coming around to check on everyone's drawings. He started to Holt and showered the calf with praise. He had managed to stay all the lines and was quite proud of it. When he got to Jay-Jay's, the bear cub was waiting eagerly to hear the shocked reaction, but his heart sank when the bull started laughing.

"Well, look at that! Are you trying to tell me something, little bear? Is that what you need? Though I don't remember seeing anything like that hiding in your diaper when I peeked earlier. You did very well, though! You stayed in the lines and even added fun parts!" Mr. Porter held up his drawing for the other students to see, which caused lots of giggling to erupt from the class.

Jay-Jay fumed and huffed silently behind his pacifier, unable to defend himself from the students giggling about him wanting to get humped by Mr. Porter. Even Holt and Collin were snickering at him. "Such a frisky boy. You clearly need to spend some time in the snuggle room later." The bull said with a wink before moving on to the next student, leaving the bear huffing and looking embarrassed that his mischief had been turned on him.

By the time Mr. Porter was done going around and checking on the colorings, it was time for the pacifier to come out. The thick bull came over and plucked the pacifier from the bear's muzzle. The cub was still huffy, and when the paci was finally free, he couldn't help but smart mouth. "Ah! 'Bout damn time. My j-"

Before Jay-Jay could even finish his thought, he found himself bent over the table, and his padded butt thumped hard. "Jay-Jay, we don't use that kind of language! I know your Daddy taught you better than that! You will get a real spanking and a time-out if you swear again."

It wasn't particularly harsh, but the fact that he had been instantly reprimanded and scolded in front of the whole class had his eyes welled with tears. "Not my fault you have stupid rules! I'm not...." He almost said he wasn't a baby, then thought better of it. "I'm not some little kid! I'm an adult, and I will swear if I want!" The bear said, stomping his foot defiantly and starting to tantrum.

"That is it, mister! Time-out corner NOW!" Mr. Porter commanded, pointing to a clearly marked time-out corner. There was a taped-off box with a little stool for cubs to sit on. "You can come out when you're ready to apologize and behave."

Jay-Jay was already too worked up, and he could hear the other boy's in class giggling at him. Folding his arms in the chubby bear cub folded his arms across his chest and huffed, digging in his heels. "No! I not going to time out! You can't make me!"

"Okay, cub, have it your way. If you won't go to time-out, and you won't behave, you will get a spanking and the paci until naptime." The bull explained, sounding a touch disappointed. Grabbing Jay-Jay by his scruff, he popped the pacifier right back into the cub's muzzle. The little bear mumbled angrily and tried to swear, but it came out as baby babble.

Then Mr. Porter bent Jay-Jay right over his own desk and yanked down his shorts, exposing his big poofy diaper butt. Jay-Jay whimpered when he felt the seat on his diaper slide down, so two round little snowball cheeks were on display for everyone to see.

The boy's heart pounded as he looked across the big desk at the other students, all staring in shock as they watched the new cub get disciplined. Holt looked embarrassed by his little brother's outburst. His expression made Jay-Jay uncomfortable in ways he didn't like. The cub wasn't used to feeling guilty about his bad behavior, and that look of disappointment from Holt and Mr. Porter had cut deep.

Jay-Jay was already starting to cry when the teacher brought his hand down hard with a slap on the boy's ass. The room was nearly silent as the first pop made the misbehaving boy yelp out around the pacifier gag. Unlike some of his gentler spankings from his Daddies, this was purely a corrective spanking, delivered for maximum embarrassment in front of the whole class. Jay-Jay squeezed his eyes shut and tried to ignore all of the other cubs watching as he was punished. Each swat seemed to sting a bit more than the last. The bull was very good at making sure they hit on the meatiest part of the cub's plump cheeks to make them jiggle and bounce.

Jay-Jay lost count, but the bull delivered twelve hard spanks without saying a word. When it was over, he slid the back of Jay-Jay's diaper seat back up and helped him pull up his shorts. "Now, no more outbursts from you. You will spend the next 15 minutes in time out, now march, mister!" Mr. Ported instructed as he pushed the cub bodily to the time-out corner and forced him down onto the stool. "If you get off this stool, we will have a more serious discussion in my office. You understand me, cub?"

Fuming but unable to speak, Jay-Jay folded his arms and huffed angrily. As he brooded, Mr. Porter went to the front of the class and explained that they would be doing finger painting for the rest of the morning until lunch and then nap time. From how the cubs cheered, it was clearly a class favorite activity. The cubs got up and raced to the art area to get their supplies. A few boys put on painting smocks, while the majority simply stripped down to their diapers.

Jay-Jay peeked back over his shoulder a few times, jealously watching as the other students raced back to their desks and started finger painting. He tried telling himself it was just stupid baby stuff, but hearing all the fun everyone had, the cub began to get antsy. It did look fun, and he hadn't gotten to finger paint in... years. By the time Mr. Porter came to let him out, he had cooled off, and joining in the fun was all he could think about. All of his feelings of indignation had slipped away as his childlike excitement took over.

"You ready to go join your brothers?" Mr. Porter asked, kneeling down so he was at the boy's eye level. "If you promise to be a good boy, I will even take out your pacifier if you promise not to use naughty language anymore."

Jay-Jay looked more embarrassed than angry now. He was being talked down to like he was a toddler throwing a tantrum. Starting to sniffle a little, he nodded quickly and tugged on the pacifier ring to get his point across. This time when the bull plucked it from his muzzle Jay-Jay just rubbed his jaw and gave Mr. Porter a shy look. "Thank you... S-sorry, I was bad. Can I go finger paint now?"

"You are welcome, sweetheart. You can go paint, but first, I want to check your diaper. I saw quite a bit of sog squishing around that stool." Mr. Porter replied, helping Jay-Jay to his feet. Before the bear cub could react, his shorts were down around his ankles, and the bull had a finger stuffed into the leg of his diaper. "You are pretty wet, but I think you will last a bit longer, but you might leak. Why don't we get you down to just a diaper so you can have fun? You would just get these wet anyway if I left them on."

The cub watched nervously as the bull folded his shorts and carefully put them away in the cubby hole with his name. Jay-Jay Hammond... Only that wasn't his name. He was Jacob Brower... He couldn't remember the last time he had someone use his real name on Roosevelt. Seeing his new name made him feel nervous and mixed up again. He hated being forced to come here and do all this stupid baby stuff, but... Byron and Jasper had shown him what family felt like, someone who looked after him and cared for him.

He was so caught up in his head and anxious that he didn't notice the bull return until he started taking off his shirt and cute little clip-on tie. "There we go, almost naked! Go have fun, cutie. I think Holt and Collin are saving a seat for you."

Still feeling wound up, he looked up to the bull, confused. He wished Byron or Jasper had been around. They would give him a hug and tell him everything was okay. Maybe even a nap with a bottle. "C-can I go home? I-I miss my Daddy...." Jay-Jay whispered very quietly so only the teacher could hear.

Mr. Porter was only half listening as he watched a certain otter getting dangerously close to the aquarium. "No, I need you to be a good boy and at least try. We aren't even halfway through the day, I know it has been rough, but you can't go home the first time you get a few swats. Now back to your desk." The bull instructed, patting the cub on his poofy butt and giving him a push toward his brothers. The teacher's attention was focused solely on the otter now as he raced off. "Steve, get your head out of there this instant!"

Jay-Jay shuffled nervously back to his desk, afraid his brothers would tease him about getting spanked. Mr. Porter was off fishing an otter boy out of the aquarium and looking frazzled. Jay-Jay almost felt bad for him for looking after a bunch of mischievous pretend babies, but then he remembered his spanking and wasn't so sure.

Holt waved and patted the spot between Collin and him. No one said a thing until Jay-Jay joined in painting. He wasn't sure what he was making other than a mess, but it was fun and kind of relaxing. "Sorry, you got a time-out. Lee got swatted almost every day for a week once. I still think he likes it." The calf teased, knowing it would get a rise out of the tiger.

"Nuh-uh! I just didn't want to do stupid stuff...." The tiger huffed as heat rose to his ears.

Jay-Jay watched as the other boy's gently teased each other. They all had decided to strip down to their diapers to finger paint. Seeing all of them like that was a bit distracting. Especially Benny, with his round plump tummy and shy demeanor. He was exactly the type that Jay-Jay had liked back on Armstrong. He was drawn to the cutie despite being a cub and a badger. Feeling too shy to act on it, he stayed put. Squished between his brothers as he tried to crudely draw Jasper with his cute vest that didn't even cover his tummy.

Jay-Jay sighed. He had been thinking of Jasper for a while and was starting to miss the big silly plush. Most of all, his gentle words and caring touches. The school was dumb, and he would have rather been home with Jasper and Daddy playing with Terry.

The bear cub was starting to feel anxious when a burst of laughter from Lee shook him out of it. "Holt, get up on the table! We can give you spots!"

The calf seemed embarrassed by the idea, but he agreed when the tiger offered his snack as an incentive. Climbing up onto the table on his hands and knees, the mostly naked bull-calf let out a long moo and then giggled as fingers started to touch him all over. There seemed to be no agreement on what color his spots should be, so each one ended up a different color. Mr. Porter was not paying much attention, as he was very busy keeping all the other cubs out of trouble. By the time he noticed, Holt's white fur was covered head to toe in rainbow spots. Only his diaper area had been untouched. The boys knew better than to take off his diaper; some rules weren't worth breaking. Jay-Jay joined in eagerly, it was a good distraction, and it was fun seeing Holt giggle from the tickly touches.

"What do we have here? Having fun? Aren't you handsome baby bull! From the look of it, you need a change, though, look at that...." Mr. Porter groped the calf's bulging diaper, making him squirm and blush. "Here, let me help with that. On your back, little moo...."

Holt chuffed and mooed as he was rolled onto his back, and his diaper opened right there on the table. Mr. Porter had an amused grin when he saw the boy's spotless crotch. "Well, well... Looks like we missed a spot or two. Here let me help." With a chuckle, the big black bull dipped his fingers into the paint and cheerfully added a few spots on Holt's round ass and crotch. Each touch made the calf look more and more embarrassed as his cock stiffened.

"So excited to have spots! What a good boy!" Mr. Porter teased as he let the paint dry before pulling out a fresh diaper and sliding it under the calf's rump. "Now you will be extra adorable when you go home to your Daddies."

Turning to the rest of the boys, the bull grinned. "Okay, how about the rest of you? Up you go! I need to see those diapers. Are you all soggy boys like the calf here?"

Jay-Jay kept his butt firmly planted in his seat. The last thing he wanted was to be changed out in public like Holt had. Unfortunately for the bear cub, he had not been changed since leaving for school, and his weak bladder had betrayed him by filling his diaper nearly to capacity while he painted. Like a good cub, he had not even noticed until Mr. Porter had mentioned it. One by one, the other boys stood and let the big bull slip a finger into the crotch of their diaper for a wetness check. Even Collin, whose diaper was hanging nearly to his knees, got "checked" before being sent off to the front of the room to use the automated changing station. Jay-Jay had seen a few boys get up and use it during the morning, usually the "bigger" boys. Collin skipped right up to it, and the table's arms scooped him up and deposited him on the table before keeping him occupied with a cookie while it quickly changed him.

The bear cub watched and marveled at the automated machine, forgetting about Porter until he cleared his throat. "Jay-Jay, it is your turn, up and atom. I don't want any pouty faces from you, boy. Let me see... I bet you are hiding a lake in there."

"I-I don't need a change. I'm not a... I'm not a cub. I-I can use the thing... Like Collin!" Jay-Jay exclaimed, pointing to the chubby husky getting his butt powdered by the auto-changer.

Porter was having none of that, though. He dealt with reluctant cubs all day, and he had heard everything. "You are still getting checked, and that is final... Now up you go...." Porter said as he lifted the tubby bear cub out of his seat and knelt to inspect him thoroughly. The bull groped and teased the front and back, making it squish around Jay-Jay's bits. "That is what I thought, nearly bursting, poor thing. If you want to use the auto-changer, you need to be a good boy and not fib about needing to be changed. No, I think you need a proper change. Come on."

Jay-Jay squeaked as he was scooped up and held by the huge bull. "No, put me down! I don't wanna be changed!" The bear cried out as he pawed uselessly against the giant bull's broad chest. Even Byron didn't make him feel tiny like Mr. Porter could with his massive bulk. He carried more muscle than Daddy Byron and was nearly a head taller. He could lift the fussy little cub like he weighed nothing.

"You don't get a say in this, little bear. Now stop fussing, or you will get a sore bottom." Mr. Porter warned gravely as he walked over to the nearest free changing table while the boy continued to squall in his arms.

"Put me down! You can't! You're not the boss of me! I want my Daddy!" Jay-Jay was so frustrated he was in tears as he started to pound on the bovine's chest and shoulders, only to have Mr. Porter ignore the thrashing until he was unceremoniously dumped onto the changing table.

Like the ones at home, they could restrain a boy if necessary, and with all his fussing, it went to work pinning him down. Two arms popped out from beneath the table and grabbed Jay-Jay by the shoulders.

"That's it! I have had just about enough out of you, cub!" Mr. Porter scolded as he roughly stripped off Jay-Jay's sodden diaper, leaving him totally naked. Using one big hand, he grabbed Jay-Jay's ankles and hoisted high to expose his fat chubby butt. The bull's hand came down hard with a crack on the bear cub's little rear, making him squeal.

The class had gotten very quiet as it became clear someone was getting disciplined. The only sounds at first were the hard swats raining down on Jay-Jay's rear while the bear cub threw an absolute tantrum. Jay-Jay wasn't sure if he had ever been this embarrassed before. Even getting spanked in the park hadn't been this humiliating. The whole class was staring and snickering at him. It wasn't fair! He was big! Not a little baby! Tears rolled down Jay-Jay's chubby face as he howled and cried.

Mr. Porter delivered 30 hard spanks, alternating between thick little rump cheeks. The big bull wasn't terribly surprised when he noticed the cub had gotten rock hard during his punishment despite the fat tears rolling down his face. Naughty boys almost always acted out for attention.

Feeling surprisingly sorry for the bratty little boy, Mr. Porter quickly wiped the cub's fur with a warm wipe before swaddling the bear cub in a soft baby blanket. He wanted to cover the boy before the other students noticed and started teasing him about his erection. Mr. Porter then carried him towards his office, still buck-naked under the soft blanket. One of the plush caretakers would have to watch the class while he had a one-on-one with his newest student.

Jay-Jay would have fussed and pounded against the bull again, but he had been swaddled tightly with his arms tucked down at his sides. Sobbing from his public humiliation and the hard spanking had drained the bear. "I-wanna go home! I want my Daddy...." The little white polar bear demanded once they were alone in Mr. Porter's office.

"Hush, just take a deep breath and relax. If you need a minute, I have a crib for when boys need some quiet time alone. Does that sound good? Maybe one of your brothers wants to come back and give you a snuggle?" The bull offered helpfully.

Jay-Jay sniffled and nodded, "C-can I go home after that if I want?"

"That is between you and your Daddy, baby boy. If you really want to go home, I can call your Daddy. I have to admit I wasn't expecting this from you, cutie-pie. I am used to fussy boys here in school. When you acted out, I thought you were looking for a paddling. I forgot you are one of the rehab boys and probably aren't too familiar with how things work here yet, huh? School gives boys something to do, rules, and structure. Not all cubs go, you know. Just those that still want those things in their life. Some, like your little brother Terry, prefer the nursery where he is watched all day and can just be a silly baby. Maybe I better talk to your Daddy about your joining Terry...."

Jay-Jay bristled at being sent to the nursery because he couldn't act like a big boy. "I-I don't wanna go to the nursery! Imma, big boy! I don't wanna be here either!" The cub complained as he struggled in the tight swaddling. Realizing that he couldn't get free, he huffed and pouted.

"Well, right now, I think you need that nap. After that, why don't we call your Daddy?"

Jay-Jay squirmed in the swaddling and tried to fuss more. "I don't wanna nap. I wanna go home! I wanna talk to my Daddy! I want my Daddy...."

"Are you sure, Jay-Jay? Big boys go to school? I thought you were telling me you want to be a big boy." Mr. Porter asked patiently as he slowly rocked the cub in his arms and stroked him until he settled.

The cub's mind was set, and he had no intention of taking a nap. "I want to talk to Daddy! Please..." Jay-Jay added the please after a slight hesitation.

"Okay baby, let's call your Daddy. Just sit tight." Mr. Porter replied with a disappointed sigh. "There is always later if you ever want to come back and be a big boy with your brothers." The bull used a comm on his desk to call up Byron while Jay-Jay silently dreaded what Byron would say to him. It couldn't be worse than going to preschool like a toddler.

When Byron's face appeared on the holo, it looked more concerned than annoyed. "Ah, Byron. How are you doing? Sorry to bother you, but someone here is insisting on talking to you."

He had pushed hard to go home, but now that he was getting his way, a sinking dread was spreading over Jay-Jay. "H-Hi, Daddy.." He said meekly as he waived to his Daddy boar.

"Well, hello there, Pumpkin. What are you doing calling me at school? Why aren't you having fun playing with your brothers and making friends?" Byron inquired gently, but it was clear the question was more directed at Mr. Porter.

Before Jay-Jay could even answer, the bull hugged him tightly to his chest and replied for him. The cub huffed, but Mr. Porter talked over him like he was just little. "Well, he has been having a bit of a rough day. He made a few friends, but I think preschool might still be a bit much for him. Poor thing is terrified of cubs thinking he is a baby. Doesn't seem to realize all of his friends are poofy butts like him." The teacher explained teasingly, almost like he was still trying to get a rise out of Jay-Jay.

"I was a little worried it was still too early. Does he want to come home? I can be there in a few minutes if you need me to. I was just about to put Terry down for a nap, but I am sure Jasper won't mind taking over story time. He does better voices anyway." Byron asked with a chuckle.

"I think that would be for the best, we had a bit of a meltdown, and he is insisting on coming home." The bull replied, still cradling and rocking the bear cub. The boy started fuming as the "adults" talked about him like he wasn't right there. "Jay-Jay, is there anything you want to say to your Daddy?"

Caught off guard, the cub stammered. "D-daddy, I wanna come home... Please. I don't like school; it is stupid, and everyone is mean!" His protests had been more eloquent in his head but faced with Byron's warm concern, all he could think about was Byron saving him.

"Hey now, school isn't stupid. You are just too little for school, I should have known that. I'm sorry, baby boy. I will be right there to pick you up. Make sure you get your things ready." Byron's expression was a mix of concern and hidden amusement. School had been a bit of an experiment; he hadn't expected it to blow up quite so quickly. Before disconnecting the call, he added. "I love you, baby bear; I'll be there in just a few minutes."

"Okay, you heard him, little guy. Let's get you changed and dressed and pack up your things." Mr. Porter ordered as he carried the boy to the crib for a fresh diaper.

Calling Byron hadn't gone quite as Jay-Jay had imagined, his cheeks were still flushed from being called a baby repeatedly, but he wasn't about to complain now. If he fussed after getting what he wanted, Daddy would probably just punish him with a time-out again.

Mr. Porter changed his diaper with a practiced hand and then held Jay-Jay's paw while walking him out to the cubbies to collect his things and get dressed again. The rest of the class was still finger painting and playing as he sullenly packed up his backpack and pulled on his clothes. The big silly plush running the class was busy making funny poses for the boys still finger painting.

Jay-Jay could awkwardly feel the sly glances in his direction as Mr. Porter helped him dress and pack his bag. When ready to go, he looked up at the bull and tugged on his sleeve. "C-can we wait outside?"

"Don't you want to say goodbye to your brothers before you go?" The teacher asked, patting the cub on the back comfortingly.

Holt and Collin were still finger painting with Benny and Lee, having fun. Jay-jay felt a small pang of uncertainty. Why couldn't he just have fun like they were? It was too late now, though. He was the cub who had a meltdown on his first day in class. "Nuh uh, I wanna go home. Please don't make me." The thought of having to go explain to his new brothers that he was going home because he couldn't handle preschool was more than he could take.

"Okay then, come on. Let's go wait out front. Your Daddy will be here any second anyway." The big bull replied gently before escorting Jay-Jay out front to the playground. Mr. Porter insisted on holding him until they saw Byron arrive with a stroller.

Seeing Daddy Bryon again, tears welled up in the bear cub's eyes, and he raced over to the big boar and clung to his waist. His emotions felt like a dam bursting, and the waterworks started as Jay-Jay found himself overwhelmed completely. "Daaaaaddy... I-I w-wanna go home!" He sobbed into Byron's pants.

"Hush, hush.... It is okay Daddy is here, baby." Byron comforted as he scooped up his little bear and started to rock him in his arms. "Let it all out, Daddy is here now, and we can go home. Poor little thing, you aren't big enough for school, are you?"

Jay-Jay wanted so badly to protest when Daddy lightly teased him, but he was too distraught to disagree. He wanted Daddy Bryon to hold him and never let go. Byron might be strict, but since coming to Roosevelt, he was Jay-Jay's foundation. The rock that kept him from losing it, even the spankings and punishments, were part of it.

The adults talked quietly about how his day went while the little bear bawled his eyes out, not really listening and only catching snippets.

"Maybe in a few months, we can try again...."

"I can talk to Martin at the nursery... Baby boys need lots of one on one time."

"Jasper will be back later to pick up the boys... I think someone needs some Daddy time."

After Mr. Porter returned to class, Jay-Jay was laid on his back and put into Terry's stroller. The cub was shocked to find that he fit. If a bit tight. "Okay baby, you feeling any better after your cry? I brought you a bottle I want you to drink on the way home." The boar explained, pulling out a pair of mittens like the ones Terry wore. Jay-ay didn't have any fight left in him and simply let the hog secure them on his paws before handing him the bottle. With the mittens on, it would take both paws to hold the bottle like a baby, but Jay-Jay nodded and took it without complaint. "That is my good baby. Now let me get you tucked in...."

Byron didn't skip any chance to treat his boy like a little baby, making sure he was safely buckled in the stroller and covered with a yellow ducky baby blanket with his bottle. Byron had never really treated him like a little baby before, a pants-wetting kid maybe or a toddler, but not a baby like the way he treated Terry.

Jay-Jay was very glad that Daddy gave him a stuffy toy to hug. He could use it to cover his face while he nursed. That didn't stop Daddy from stopping and talking to other daddies on the way back, though. Not once did he let Jay-Jay talk, though. A zebra colt poked his head into the stroller and giggled before hiding behind his Daddy. It was humiliating hearing Byron talking about him to the other adults like he wasn't there. He wanted to pitch a fit, but he just flushed and huffed, trying to make his displeasure apparent. Of course, that just led to the other Daddy teasing him.

"Aww, what a grumpy baby, and such a big boy too... What has you so pouty? I bet you are late for your nap, aren't you? Poor thing. I should let you get your little guy home. We should get to the arcade anyway. You have a good baby boy Byron." The tiger wore an amused smirk on his face as he leaned down to tease the little bear. As they wandered away, Jay-Jay was relieved and still a bit huffy.

"Why can't we go to the arcade? School is dumb." Jay-Jay mumbled, not really expecting Byron to explain himself.

"We can go on the weekend with your brothers. Zeke isn't a rehab boy, so he gets a lot more say in what he does every day. Now no more complaining. I expect that bottle to be empty by the time we get home." Byron warned, putting the bottle back into Jay-Jay's muzzle.

Byron's answer had gotten gears turning in the cub's head, and something occurred to him. "S-so all those boys at school go because they want to?"

The hog laughed and rubbed Jay-Jay's head. "Of course, cubs are citizens here just as much as daddies. No one is forced to do anything unless they have agreed to it first. You and your brothers are special cases, you know that.

"But it is so embarrassing! I did all that stuff in the crèche with Danny! When I was just little! Why would they want to do that?! He spanked me!" Jay-Jay blurted out, ignoring the instruction to finish his bottle.

"Baby, think about it for just a little bit. They are all here because they want to be little cubbies again. Have someone take care of them. Some little boys get awfully pokey when they get their bottoms paddled, don't they? I seem to remember a certain little bear gets pretty worked up when his rump gets a few swats." Byron teased as they turned down the last stretch of the path to Hammond house. There were fewer people around now but still plenty within earshot to hear Byron's gentle teasing. "Now, this is the last time I will say this. No more talk. Just suck on your baba like a good baby and relax. Daddy is going to take good care of you from now on."

Jay-Jay was fuming as he was told to just suck on his bottle like a little baby. He knew Byron wouldn't hesitate to punish him publicly and huffily finished the bottle. It started to feel a bit relaxing, and being pushed around in the stroller was surprisingly comforting once he got past his embarrassment.

By the time they reached Hammond house, Jay-Jay was starting to lid and drift off sleepily. Jasper was sitting on the front porch with Terry lying on his soft belly, gently rocking him. The mouse was swaddled tightly in a baby blanket and snoring gently. "Little guy didn't want to nap in the crib." The plush explained in a whisper as Byron scooped Jay-Jay out of the stroller, not allowing him to walk on his own.

"I am going to take Jay-Jay to my den, so we don't make too much noise," Byron whispered back as he carried the mittened bear cub inside the big house and straight up the big staircase. The last time Jay-Jay had been taken to Daddy's den, he had gotten his butt paddled and given a serious talking to, so even in his drowsy state, he was starting to get worried.

"Noooo, I will be good... I am sorry...." The cub complained weakly, feeling oddly wobbly, almost like his limbs were weak.

"Shhhh. No, baby. No spanks. We are just going to read a book and maybe take a nap. That doesn't sound bad, does it?" The boar asked as he stopped by a bookshelf and picked out a children's storybook. It was a long one, but Byron found those were the best for putting cubs down for a nap.

Before taking a seat, he grabbed one last thing from the wall console, a fresh bottle for baby Jay-Jay. "I know you probably aren't feeling hungry, but I want you to nurse on this while I read, okay. Think you can do that, baby?" The big boar explained as he set Jay-Jay down and stripped the polar bear down to just his diaper before pulling him into his lap. The boar nuzzled his boy as he held the bottle's nipple to Jay-Jay's lips and softly encouraged him to nurse.

The little bear cub didn't want to say no, even if he wasn't hungry. He wanted to make Daddy happy with him after his meltdown at school. Using his awkward mittens, the little bear clumsily took the bottle and started to nurse on it.

"That is a good boy, now just relax." Byron rumbled as he stripped Jay-Jay- down to just his diaper and wrapped him in a soft baby blanket. Once settled, the boar turned to the front of the book and started to read. His baritone voice came from deep inside that barrel chest and seemed to resonate in a deeply calming way.

Jay-Jay was instantly engrossed. He hadn't been read to like since he was a little human boy. Time seemed to vanish as Daddy stroked and petted him beneath the blanket. In a way, the words or even the story didn't matter. Listening to that deep rumble felt nearly hypnotic and made him calm down and feel at ease.

Before he even finished the bottle, Jay-Jay was starting to drift in and out of consciousness. Daddy Byron kept reading while he nursed on the bottle. It was so sweet and thick he couldn't help himself. He hadn't been hungry before, but now he just wanted to fill his tummy with that wonderful formula.

Byron's big paw kneaded the cub's fat little tummy and cute little rolls. The boy wasn't sure how, but all of the lovely touchings made him horny, but not in a way he had ever really experienced. He had always relied on his dick to tell him when he was horny, but the more Daddy Byron fondled and teased his belly and rump, the urge started to grow. Like an itch he couldn't scratch. It made him want to squirm his bottom on Daddy's lap. He was almost hyper-aware that Daddy's big bulge was starting to plump beneath him.

Byron could tell his baby bear was starting to get squirmy and backed off just a little. "Hush... Just relax. There is plenty of time for that later, baby boy...."

The cub tried squirming, but he was still tired and weak. His limbs felt oddly floppy. He eventually settled down, and when his bottle was gone, he just listened to Daddy read to him. Slowly he started to yawn and rub his eyes. He was fast asleep in Daddy's lap in no time.

Having drifted off, the bear boy woke sprawled out on a changing mat on the floor with Daddy above him. His diaper was so swollen and thick that his fat little thighs were forced wide apart.

"Shhh, just close your eyes and let Daddy take care of you, baby. No more fussing or silly big boy thoughts." Byron rumbled, giving Jay-Jay a soft yellow baby blanket and a little stuffed toy to hug.

Feeling confused and sleepy, the cub couldn't muster the effort to protest as Daddy Bryon slowly peeled open his diaper. He drifted back off in seconds after closing his eyes again.

Terry was curled up next to him in the crib when he woke, softly letting out the cutest little mousey snores. Jay-Jay couldn't remember how they ended up together, but it was nice to wake up next to his little brother. Wrapping himself around Terry, Jay-Jay nuzzled and licked Terry's big radar dish ears making him whimper.

For some reason, the hug seemed a lot more... squishy? The bear cub was trying to figure out why when Terry started to wake up and giggled sweetly. "Jasper said you are a baby like me now. You are gonna be so cute and round." The mouse rolled over, pinned the bear cub in the big crib, and sat on his hips with a crinkle squish.

Any aggressiveness from Terry was a bit of a shock but getting pinned down was an even bigger one! Terry was just a little baby, not like him and the older boys. Jay-Jay tried to struggle, but his limbs felt wobbly and weak. Terry gave him a kiss on the nose and nuzzled. He felt strangely bigger than before. "Why are you big? D-Daddy said we are going to be babies...." In his sleepy-headed haze, things started to click. Terry didn't get bigger. He was smaller, much smaller. Small enough that the mouse was nearly equal in height if you counted his big ears.

"Silly bear! You are a baby now! Only babies stay home with Daddy! Now you get to stay home with Daddy and me. Sometimes, I haffa go to the nursery, but most days, I stay home with Daddy and Jasper." Terry explained with a giggle as he kissed Jay-Jay on his nose and cuddled him tightly.

The bear cub wanted to pitch a fit but seeing Terry so excited and happy to have a stay home brother made him feel oddly better about his situation. Jasper must have been listening on the baby monitor because as soon as they started talking, the big plush was hopping into the boys' room with a big grin on his muzzle.

"Well, look at you two! All snuggled up, so cute! Did you have a good nap?" Jasper lowered the side of the crib and gave them both a quick diaper check. Terry was absolutely soaked, and Jay-Jay was even worse. Thanks to his shrinking size, he had soaked badly that his inner thighs and the blanket beneath him were drenched. He hadn't even noticed until Jasper clucked his tongue and started to separate the cubs. "Both of you are soggy babies! Jay-Jay even had a blowout! I think you both need change."

Jay-Jay huffed and started to fuss as Jasper peeled off his diaper and tossed it into the diaper pail. Terry was equally naked just a moment later and instantly trying to play with his little flaccid weenie through his paw mitts

"You know better than that, Terry! Don't make me have Daddy spank your bottom because you can't keep your paws off your weenie." Jasper corrected, sounding more exasperated than upset. "You must set a good example for your little brother Jay-Jay and show him how a good baby boy behaves. Besides, you know that won't get you anywhere, baby. Babies don't make sticky messes by playing with themselves. That is for big boys, and you are just a little baby."

Terry huffed and whimpered, but he did as he was told and stopped trying to get himself hard. He hadn't made even a tiny bit of progress anyway. Jay-Jay laughed, the naughty little baby mouse was probably the horniest one in the whole family, but he only ever seemed to cum when Daddy or Jasper was pounding his fat little butt. Sometimes he wondered why the frustrated little mouse even tried to get off on his own.

The sudden realization that he was a baby like Terry worried him more than a little bit. When Jasper looked away to get a fresh diaper, the fat little bear cub pawed at his little pecker. He could barely feel it when he rubbed it with the soft mittens. Letting out a soft whimper, Jay-Jay huffed and started to whine.

"Found your new little wee-wee, didn't you, baby? Don't worry that isn't for you to play with anyway. If you want a Daddy to help you with your lil urges, you need to ask like a good baby." Jasper teased as he continued to clean and diaper Terry. Jay-jay couldn't help but notice that the mousy got a special plug pushed right up his pucker before Jasper taped up the diaper. It looked small, but it made the mouse squeal as it was pushed in.

"I don't wanna, lil weenie! I wanna be a big boy." Jay-Jay huffed as a strange cloudiness filled his head.

"Hush, Jay-Jay. We already tried making you a big boy, and you couldn't even go one day to school before getting sent home. If you are going to act like a baby, you will be treated like one." The big plush scolded as he taped up Terry nice and snug and set him down with a fresh bottle before giving him a thump on the seat of his diaper, which seemed to make the mouse squirm.

Turning his attention to the very soggy bear cub, Jasper's big paws started lovingly cleaning and massaging the round fat little bear's folds and jiggly parts. It was extra embarrassing. It was a reminder of just how plump he had gotten when Daddy regressed him further, "Such a fat little bear, so cute and squishy. I just want to eat you up, little dumpling."

"Not fat!" Jay-Jay huffed, which just made the plush laugh.

"Oh, then what's this?" Jasper teased, groping those baby bear rolls and giving him a jiggle. "So wobbly and perfect."

"Just how Daddy likes his babies, isn't that right, dear?" Byron rumbled as he wandered in to check on his boys. "Well, look at that... Such a cute little thing? Do you mind if I take over? I think it is time for Terry's snack anyway."

Jasper nodded and gave his boar partner a kiss before scooping up the fat mouse and carrying him over to a highchair in the boy's playroom. Jay-Jay had only ever seen it used to feed Terry when he was being fussy.

Byron looked down at his chubby boy and gently kissed his fat tummy. "Much better, being little suits you, baby bear. Now, do you want animals or bottles and blocks?" Byron asked, holding up two diapers. Both were incredibly babyish, unlike his trainers or even the diapers he had worn to school.

"I don't want em'! You made me too little! I can't do nuffin! I can't even feel my pee-pee!" Jay-Jay cried and squirmed.

The big boar grabbed the cub's little weenie and pinched his little snout before giving it a jiggle. The boy barely felt anything at all. "There are drawbacks to being a baby, Dear. Not getting to play with your pee-pee is one of them. Not that you should have been doing that on your own anyway." Byron used his other finger to start swirling around the bear cub's hole and then slowly pushed in. The ever-lube let it push right in with no resistance.

It was like an explosion of pleasure as the boy's hole was explored with that fat digit. He even seemed to get some of the sensations in his little weenie back. "Ahhhh! What did you do! Why? Ahhh! Mmmmf!" Jay-Jay was having trouble even thinking straight. It felt so good. He would have done nearly anything to have his hole played with again.

"I bet you have a good idea why Terry is always begging for attention during his changes. Feels good, huh? Well, that is because when you decide to be a little baby boy, we rewire a few things, so your weenie is just a numb little limp noodle, and your bottom is extra sensitive."

Jay-Jay was stunned, his face burning with anger and embarrassment. "I don't wanna be a baby! I wanna be big again! You didn't tell me! No fair!" The bear cub started to flail and fuss, but his mittens kept him from doing anything more than squirm.

"I told you that you would have to be a little baby like Terry if you stayed home. It isn't our fault you didn't ask the right questions, cub. Maybe you can try being big in a few months." Byron chastised, picking out the animal print diaper and sliding it under the fat little bear's bottom.

"Months! You never said I had to be a baby for months!" Jay-Jay cried and started to fuss harder, but he managed to roll off the diaper entirely.

Byron snorted angrily, hoisted Jay-Jay's legs, and gave him three quick swats on the bottom. "I am your caretaker and warden, young man! You grow up when I say you can. Until then, you will behave and show me you can be a good baby before I even think about letting you be a big boy again...."

Feeling utterly powerless as he was spanked and scolded, tears started to well up in the boy's eyes. "But I don't wanna!"

"You were such a good baby boy for me earlier, Sweetness. I can tell you are a little cranky after your nap, but we can fill that belly and get a smile back on that face... Now hold still, and let me put your diaper on. These ones are a little special for boys like you and Terry." The boar explained, manhandling the cub onto the diaper and quickly getting it taped up. "Extra thick for lots of piddles."

The diaper felt huge between his legs and forced them apart. Even if he could walk, he would have been forced to waddle. Still feeling weak and wobbly, Jay-Jay wasn't even sure he could stand on his own. He wondered if he would be forced to crawl like Terry.

"I don't wanna... Please, I will be a good big boy... I will go to school! Anything, please!" The bear cub cried as Byron scooped him up into his arm and gave him a kiss.

"Hush, I know, baby. This isn't up for debate. You are a little baby now. Prove that you can be a good baby, and we can talk about it." Byron carried the bear cub out into the kitchen where fat little Terry was nursing on a bottle.

Jay-Jay was stewing and pouting as he was put into his high chair. He had gotten everything he wanted, and somehow it was more terrible than he expected. He could barely walk or even waddle on his own. Daddy didn't even let him try, instead carrying him everywhere like an infant.

Jay-Jay was about to pitch a fit when the front door opened, and Collin and Holt came bursting through the front door. Smiling and laughing, they raced to the kitchen. "Daddy! Look at me! I got painted!" Holt said with a smile. Collin let out a long arroooo and piled in to hug Bryon.

"Glad you boys didn't mind walking home. I couldn't leave little Jay-Jay just yet. You look very handsome, Holt. Why don't you use the auto changer? I can see your snaps popping from here." The big boar suggested with a laugh. "Take Collin with you and make sure he gets changed too."

The bull calf beamed with excitement and nodded. Before running off, he waddled over and gave Jay-jay a kiss on his nose. "Sorry you had a bad day. Are you feeling any better little bro?"

Jay-Jay flushed hotly under his fur and squirmed in his fresh diaper. He wasn't sure how to respond. Part of him wanted to cry from the reminder of everything that had happened at school, but another part was thankful that his big brother was worried about him. "Y-yeah kinda... Daddy made me little and fat!" The boy pouted, folding his mittened arms.

"Yeah, but you are way cuter now... Want me to hump your bottom later? It will feel really good now. Just ask Terry...." Holt said with a grin before heading off to get changed. His diaper was so soggy it had burst out of his shorts and was hanging down nearly to his knees.

Collin followed him like the eager puppy he was after giving Jay-Jay and Terry a slurp, his own diaper nearly as bulging as Holt's.

After that, Daddy fed him another bottle and gave him a cookie to nibble on. Once they were fed, the two babies were put down in the playroom with Holt and Collin. Jay-Jay was shocked to find himself showered with affection and love from his two "big" brothers. Both had been worried when he went home from school so suddenly.

The bear cub tried to explain himself, but Holt hushed him and gave him more kisses. "No need to get all weird about it. You should have seen Terry's first meltdown at school... There is a reason he goes to the nursery, you know. Some of us rehab boys can have it hard the first time we go. I didn't like it at first, either. Eventually, you realize no one cares if you are a big diaper butt here or like having your tail stuffed. No matter how weird and freaky you are here, there is always someone worse."

Not long after that, Jasper hopped into the playroom and grinned. "Okay, I think it is bathtime for some stinky boys... Who wants to go first, or do you want to all go together?" The plush asked helpfully.

"Can we wash up together, please?" Collin begged, and Terry nodded in agreement, his muzzle occupied with a pacifier.

"Okay then, boys. Up we go!" Jasper said as he picked up Jay-Jay and Terry, one under each arm, carrying them to the bathroom.

Terry was the first to get stripped and eagerly hopped into the tub filled with soapy bubbles. Jay-Jay was next; for once, he didn't make much of a fuss. Jasper peeled off his slightly damp diaper and tossed it away. Naked and feeling oddly small and little, the bear cub looked up at Jasper and had a sudden realization. He had been a brat all day and caused problems for Mr. Porter and Daddy. Even made his big brothers worry about him.

"Something the wrong, cutie?" The plush asked, scooping up Jay-Jay.

Leaning in close, Jay-Jay whispered to the bunny as he started to tear up and feel really bad about himself. "I was a bad boy today, huh?"

"I am not going to fib and say you weren't cutie. You used swears and threw a tantrum in class. You should know we watched the video of your meltdown while you were napping." Jasper said, holding Jay-Jay tightly in his arms as Terry watched from the tub.

"Why aren't I in trouble?" The polar bear asked, almost whimpering. "I thought I would get spanked again when I got home."

"Would that make you feel better, now?" the plush asked seriously. "We know you had a rough day and already got punished for your misbehavior. Daddy Byron didn't see a point in more spanks."

"B-but I was bad...." Jay-Jay whimpered as he realized that having his Daddies disappointed in him was far worse than any physical punishment.

"What are you asking, cub? Do you need a spanking to feel good again?" Jasper asked sweetly.

Jay-Jay wasn't sure how to answer at first. He didn't want a spanking, but his submissive side needed it. He had broken the rules and was a total brat all day. His guilt just wouldn't go away until he had been disciplined by his Daddies. "M-maybe?" He answered, sounding unsure.

"Do you want Daddy Byron to take you into the den, or do you want me to do it in front of everyone..." the plush caretaker asked as Holt and Collin appeared naked with Daddy Byron in the doorway.

With a gulp, the boy looked at his big brothers and huffed out, looking frustrated. He just wanted to get it over with and almost didn't care if the others watched. In fact, part of him wanted Holt and Collin to see after everything that happened. "C-can you do it?" feeling that familiar pang as a memory of his childhood came crashing back into the forefront of his mind.

Danny, his childhood caretaker, had only really spanked him once when he ran away from the creche. Later whenever he did something naughty, he would ask the big plush to give him a few swats. Never hard, just a little pop in the butt to assuage his guilt.

He was having flashbacks to those times spent over Danny's lap as he was laid out on Jasper's lap, and his now very fat little butt was given four quick little swats. "You were a bad boy today... We were very disappointed that you couldn't make it work at school...." The plush gently scolded as he counted out a total of 10 swats. By the end of it, Jay-Jay was completely hard once again, his first erection since becoming a baby.

"Now, part of your punishment is being a baby from now on... So I don't want any more of this "Notta baby" talk. If you really feel bad about what you did, you will behave and accept your punishment." Byron said, walking into the bathroom and gently petting Jay-Jay as the boy laid over Jasper's lap and sniffled.

Collin went wide-eyed when he saw Jay-Jay like that and bolted over to kiss his face as the cub continued to cry, consumed with his guilt. Holt raced behind the pup and gently rubbed the bear's smarting rump.

"There we go. How are you feeling now, baby bear? Better?" Jasper asked, helping Jay-Jay sit up.

Jay-Jay managed to nod through this burning embarrassment. The other boys had seen him getting paddled again and just how hard it had made him. The bear's cock was again stiff as a rod after his swats, and once Jay-Jay realized he was showing off for an audience, he quickly sat in the tub and tried to hide it with a pile of bubbles.

"Y-Yes Papa Jasper, s-sorry I was naughty," Jay-jay said, still feeling quite embarrassed at how hard the spankings always made him. Though he was starting to come to grips with his spanking kink. He had always fantasized about this kind of thing. Having a big dom bending him over and paddling his ass. Part of him worried it all stemmed from his time with Danny.

"It is okay, baby bear. We all make mistakes sometimes." Jasper leaned down to whisper in Jacob's ear, adding, "And sometimes we just want to feel a paw on our backside, don't we? Maybe we should find a different outlet for that...." It made Jay-Jay's face burn even hotter before the rabbit turned his attention to the other boys.

"Okay, kiddos pile in and don't squish Jay-Jay," Jasper said, helping chubby puppy Collin into the bath. The puppy was unable to heft his fat ass over the side of the bathtub.

Holt managed to get himself in without any help, but with all four of them, it was starting to be a bit cozy. Byron kissed them each before returning to the den to read his book while they were bathed. The big bun produced a whole basket filled with bath toys and dumped them into the warm soapy water. "Okay, you boys can play a little while I get changed into something I don't mind getting soaked," Jasper said with a big grin, which seemed to make the other cubs giggle.

Once the big plush caretaker had hopped out of the bathroom, the boys started to push around the bath toys and play. At first, Jay-Jay tried to act like he wasn't interested in joining in, but Terry pushed over a toy submarine, and he couldn't resist making it sink and pop back up.

There was a surprising amount of kissing and cuddling going on as well. After being pent up all day, Jay-Jay wasn't opposed but just a bit shocked to see they were still frisky. "Man, do they put something in the formula? Here... I am always horny...."

He finally asked as he watched Collin snuggling and stroking Holt. The calf looked blissed out as he laid his head back and shut his eyes. The pup eagerly made him feel good as they waited for Jasper to return.

Terry giggled and moved over to the bear cub, climbing over Collin along the way. With some shifting, his fat mousy butt ended up in Jay-Jay's lap. "Kinda, I mean... I've been really horny since they turned me into a mouse. I think all the boys here are like that here."

"Everyone on the whole station?" Jay-Jay asked, blushing hotly, quite aware that he was still hard and the mouse's fat little ass was pressing into it.

"Nah, just here in this section! Daddy told you this is the naughty section, right?" Terry said, wiggling down and making a happy sound as Jay-Jay's cock nestled between his cheeks.

Holt opened one eye and smiled at the nervous bear cub. "They don't make us horny, not really. At least once you are done changing. We just can, um... We are almost always ready to go. We like it when we bathe together because we can all play naked. Usually, we have to wear diapers, which makes naughty stuff hard."

"T-they don't get mad, right?" Jay-Jay asked as he tried to hold back a moan. The fat mouse was cruelly teasing him.

"Nah, Japer loves it. Just wait until he comes back!" Terry said, starting to bounce and grind down into the polar bear's lap.

The other two bust up giggling at that, much to Jay-Jay's confusion, but when they heard the telltale thump of Japer's hopping steps, they all got suspiciously quiet and waited for Jay-Jay's reaction.

"You boys will burn my ears if you keep talking about me...." Jasper said as he waddled into the room. Jay-Jay was just about floored when Jasper, the big soft plush waddled in buck naked and covered in what looked like rubber head to toe.

"Whoa, you are all shiny and rubbery!" Jay-Jay said, appreciating Jasper's still purple exterior. Much to his surprise, the rabbit was sporting his pleasantly fat cock between his legs. It flopped around lewdly as he hopped over to the tub.

"The best part about being a big squishy toy is you can play around with how you look a lot easier than you cubs. If I want to play I the tub with you boys, I need to make myself a bath toy!" Jasper said as he somehow squeezed into the tub with his boys. Moving Terry and Jay-Jay onto his big soft lap, the two boys quickly clung and started to rub all over his smooth, slippery body.

"I was afraid you wouldn't like seeing me like this little bear," Jasper said as he began to rub and stroke all over the little polar bear. Warm suds started to lather up in his paws as he stroked and petted Jay-Jay's back and tummy.

It had never really crossed his mind that Jasper would be able to change his exterior, but it didn't bother him. In fact, rubbing on his soft rubbery body felt really good. "I-I like it... You are so soft...."

"I see Terry got you all pokey somehow, didn't he? What a frisky little mouse he is, huh?" Jasper said, pinching and tugging on Jay-Jay's stiffy. The mouse huffed and buried his face in Jasper's fat pudge, looking embarrassed. "He pretends he is an innocent little thing but don't let him fool you. A fat little mouse has a needy hole, doesn't he?" The rubber caretaker said, teasing Terry until his ears were bright red with embarrassment.

Jay-Jay just laughed and nodded, feeling a bit bad about it, but it was someone else's turn to be embarrassed for once. "He did like sitting in my lap."

"I bet he did!" Jasper said, dumping a bucket of water down the bear's back to wash away the soap. "But you are a little bottom boy like him now... If you tried to hump, you would just get frustrated and tired...." The plush explained matter of factly.

Jay-Jay harrumphed at that, but Daddy had made sure he knew full well he was a bottom boy now. With his weenie and tail rewired, if he wanted pleasure, it would have to come from his butt... Even that spanking had felt weirdly good. Usually, it was the humiliation that got him so hard... Now the sensation itself.

Having been too distracted by Jasper's arrival, Jay-Jay hadn't noticed that Holt and Collin were playing with each other's cocks quite openly in front of Jasper and grinding together, frotting. Holt pulled the pup in for a very un-cub-like kiss as they cuddled. Neither seemed to be in any rush to squirt or cum, just enjoying rubbing and playing.

Once Jay-Jay was clean, Jasper guided him to Holt and Collin, who eagerly accepted them into their little cuddle party. Meanwhile, the plush worked on cleaning up the tubby mouse boy. Jay-Jay couldn't take his eyes off Terry as Jasper manhandled his fat body. Lifting his paunchy belly and kneading it lovingly, spreading the cub's cheeks and teasing his tender pucker just to make him moan.

Back on Armstrong, he had been considered fat and a little odd for not having his metabolism corrected. Now, the two "babies" were even chubbier than he had been back them. Seeing Terry getting his rolls and fat played with and teased was driving him wild. Part of him liked how fat Daddy had made him. He tried not to openly stare, but it was hard not to when Jay-Jay had never seen something like that before. Jasper wasn't shaming him for being a thick chubby boy. He made every inch of the mouse's plump body feel good with gentle touches and singsong praise. Of course, Terry looked embarrassed by it, but even Jay-Jay could tell he secretly loved it.

Holt must have noticed the bear was distracted, watching Terry as they cuddled in a pile with Collin. The bull licked the cub's ear, making him squirm and jump. "Ahhh!" Jay-Jay squeaked, pawing at his ear.

"You like that, huh?" The bull calf whispered, nodding toward Terry and groping Jay-Jay's stiffy. "Better not let Jasper see how hard that is making you, or you will end up sitting on his cock...." The bull calf warned teasingly.

Hearing that, Jay-Jay's cock throbbed even harder in Holt's hand, making the bull giggle. "Not sure if you will be able to hide it when you get like this." The calf said, pulling the bear in for a kiss and sitting him in his lap. "Don't worry, your secret is safe with us...."

Collin moved up behind Jay-Jay and hugged him from behind, the bear cub was sandwiched between the two "older" boys, and he couldn't have been happier. They made sure Jay-Jay could watch Terry and Jasper as they started to grind and rub on his tender places.

The big rubbery plush kept teasing the little mouse until he quite literally started to beg Papa Jasper to get him off. Jay-Jay gasped and moaned when he saw the big plush give the fat little mouse exactly what he wanted. Jasper never stopped kissing and groping the boy as he was hefted up and impaled on the caretaker's turgid rubber cock.

A moment later, Holt slowly started pushing his big member into the bear cub's needy hole. Even after taking Byron's big cock the day before, his hole felt snug and tight, but he felt nothing except pure pleasure as that bull calf cock sunk into his rump. Holt kissed and squeezed Jay-Jay lovingly as Collin nuzzled and joined in teasingly humping at the boy's hole.

Holt and Collin took their time with Jay-Jay, taking turns on his fat little rump as they loved on him. Neither boy was really trying to get off. It was more like exploration and sharing. Jay-Jay was so lost in his own pleasure that he had lost track of Jasper and Terry until the mouse cried out and started squitting thick ropes of cubby seed all over his fat tummy.

Once Terry was cleaned up, Holt and Collin got their turn cleaning up with Jasper. Once they were clean, Collin and Holt begged Jasper to squirt. They were both still rock-hard after playing with Jay-Jay. Jasper grinned and bent over the edge of the tub. "Well, okay, but only because you were so good at taking care of your little brother. I think you earned it." The rabbit said before letting the two older boys go to town on his jiggly rubber butt.

Jay-Jay was more than a bit jealous, almost as much as he had been watching Terry get stuffed. Especially since they had taken turns plowing his butt until he was worked up into a lather, then left him high and dry.

Byron came in wearing only a pair of white briefs, clearly having been getting ready for bed. Seeing that Jay-Jay was already clean and washed up, he scooped the boy out of the bath and dried him off.

"No fair..." Jay-Jay muttered as he watched Collin take his turn, stuffing the big squishy bath toy.

"What isn't fair little one?" The big boar asked as he toweled off Jay-Jay's soft white fur. At first, the bear was too embarrassed to admit what they were thinking, but Byron tickled his fat little belly and made him giggle when he didn't answer. "What isn't fair, squirmy boy?"

"It isn't fair they got to cum." The little bear finally admitted, even if it made his ears burn.

"Oh, do you wish you had asked Papa Jasper to help you make a sticky? They all know to ask Daddy when they have urges they need help with." Byron said, spreading the boy's legs and drying off his little package.

"B-but I...." Jay-Jay protested weakly as he squirmed from Daddy's touches.

Byron just chuckled and gave his cub a kiss on the nose. "What have we been telling you, cubby. All you ever have to do is ask, we might not always say yes, but you can always ask. That is why daddies on Roosevelt are here for. We make our little cuties happy and feel good." The fat boar said as he finished drying off the little bear.

"I-I know, I just... C-can you help me, Daddy?" Jay-Jay asked, looking flustered. He was so hard it almost hurt after watching the other three play with Jasper.

"I think Daddy can help you," Byron said, wrapping Jay-Jay up in a warm towel and squeezing him. Turning to the rubberized Jasper, Byron chuckled. "You got these three little monsters, right?" Jasper was still bent over the tub while Collin and Holt had fun taking turns with his big rubbery butt.

The expression on the plush's face made it clear he loved it as much as his boys did. "Y-yeah.... Mmmf... Of course, aaaah!" The plush said as Holt was clearly trying to make it hard for Jasper to respond.

Byron just laughed and had Jay-Jay kiss Jasper before scooping up the boy and carrying him to the nursery in the soft, warm towel, like a blanket.

Laying the cub on the changing table, Byron spread the towel and started rubbing Jay-Jay's fat little tummy. The boar's big hand groped and jiggled the bear's belly rolls as he looked lovingly down at his boy. "Such a good boy, things got rough, but you still had a good day. Didn't you, baby bear?"

Jay-Jay wanted to huff and pout, but he loved the gentle touches. He reluctantly nodded I agreement. When Bryon reached for a fresh diaper, the cub whined. "I-I thought you said I could cum...."

"Don't you worry baby, I didn't forget, we are going to have some Daddy/boy time, but you need to be a good baby for me if you want to make a sticky, and that means wearing a diaper." The fat hog said as he spread out the diaper and started to powder the boy's crotch. Jay-Jay whimpered again but didn't protest. His little cock was almost painfully hard as Daddy worked the power in. Byron knew how much he wanted this.

Once the bear's diaper was tightly taped, Byron scooped up Jay-Jay and carried him over to his big stuffed chair. Earlier that same week, Jay-Jay had gotten his ass spanked over Daddy's lap in that chair, but that didn't curb his excitement when Byron plopped down into its soft seat and started to cuddle with him.

"Now, little bear Daddy is going to smoke his pipe a little, but that isn't for little bears, so I don't want you pawing for it. I have a bottle of special formula if you want to feel good like papa, understand? Do you want your bottle, baby? It might make you a little dizzy and giggly, but that is okay because Daddy is here for you." Byron said as he packed his pipe with some kind of leafy herb. Jay-Jay had never seen anyone actually smoke before. It wasn't allowed on most stations, but hearing about the bottle made him curious. He hadn't had any intoxicants since that first night when he broke into Byron's liquor cabinet.

"I-I thought cubs couldn't have that...." Jay-Jay asked hesitantly, a little afraid it was some kind of test.

"Not at all. They just have to be supervised, and only when their Daddy says so. I know we keep saying it, but you aren't a real cubby, and we know that kind of thing can make boys feel really good. So do you want it?" Byron replied as he lit his pipe and took his first puff before setting it on the side table next to him.

Jay-Jay only needed a moment to decide and quickly nodded. Back on Armstrong, he took almost every recreational drug he could get his hands on. "Please, Daddy."

"Okay, baby boy, open your muzzle and just relax," Byron said as he laid the bear back against his huge tummy in a bottle-feeding position. It felt silly at first, but after the day he had, getting to relax and just melt into the big warm boar felt amazing. He took the nipple on the bottle hesitantly and started to suckle. As a reward, Byron began lovingly rubbing the front of the cub's diaper. "That is a good boy... Daddy has you."

The formula was laced with mild euphorics and pheromones to promote deep bonding with his Daddy. The boy's first hypnotic treatments cemented Byron as Daddy in his mind, but this would deepen the bond and help the cub adjust to things a bit better.

As the drugs kicked in, Jay-Jay seemed to lose track of time. He was so horny it was all he could think about as he pushed his bottom down against Daddy's hard bulge. Byron smoked his pipe and gently stroked his boy's belly and fat rolls, thrusting up against that diaper seat with increasing urgency.

Jay-Jay soaked in all the affection drunkenly as he cuddled with Papa hog, squishing against his big belly and drinking in his scent. Slowly he surrendered to the good feeling Daddy was giving him and seemed to float away into a dreamy landscape of pleasure. The boy didn't remember feeling Daddy pull down his diaper until he realized he felt that big boar cock sliding between his cheeks and teasing his little pucker.

He wanted it so badly that he was nearly shaking, he tried to impale himself on that fat cock, but Daddy was in charge now and easily kept him lifted off it. "Such a needy baby... Is that what you want, baby? Do you want to sit on Daddy's fat cock and go for a lap ride? I think we can arrange that... But I want you to answer something for me. Do you want to be a big boy and grow back up or stay a fat little baby for Daddy?" The boar asked in a low sultry tone.

Jay-Jay nearly balked at the question, but he was just inebriated enough that all of his defenses were down. He felt raw and exposed, nearly beside himself with arousal and a deep need to feel Papa's love. He tried to lie, but the hypnotics were strong enough to make the truth come tumbling out. "I wanna be a fat baby for Daddy to hump and f-fill...." The boy almost said another swear but caught himself. "I don't wanna grow up... I want you to care for me and and and ... Feed me, and do naughty stuff with me and play games and and... Daddy, I'm so horny! I just wanna stay home with you and get stuffed and fed. I need you to spank me when I am naughty and teach me how to be a good boy... Please, Daddy."

As the words came spilling out, Byron slowly started to put pressure on that pucker and slowly sunk his fat boar cock into Jay-Jay's eager little hole. "That is my boy. That is what Daddy wanted to hear...." The huge boar growled as he sawed his hips deep into Jay-Jay's hole. "You are going to be my little prince from now on. I am going to watch over you day and night. You can even sleep in our bed if you want... Babies shouldn't be too far from their daddies... Terry used to sleep with us but graduated back to the crib before you arrived. " Daddy explained as he kept sinking into that hole, taking it nice and slow.

Jay-Jay was barely listening, but hearing that deep baritone voice kept him calm and on edge. That huge cock in his ass was making the cub see stars. It was like he could feel every inch sinking in. Rocking him with waves of pleasure, rewarding him for being a good baby for Daddy. The boy could almost feel his mind being rewired. The scents, the sensation, Daddy's deep voice... It all convinced him he should be a good baby for Daddy, a cute little bottom boy to stuff and love. Jay-Jay couldn't have been more content with it if he had tried. When he finally came, daddy had already seeded his ass twice and used a buzzy wand to finish off his cubby. Daddy didn't finish there, though. He spent the rest of the evening with Jay-Jay, teasing load after load into his creamy diaper front. Jay-Jay lost count of how many times Daddy came in his ass, but when they finally finished, Daddy pulled up his seat quickly and made the cub squat to blurt out the massive creamy load into his seat. Each orgasm had felt explosive, cumning out just a little bit more of his size as he settled into his new height. He was only about three feet tall now, shorter than his brother Terry.

"That is my good boy, a good baby for Daddy." Byron cooed as he laid out Jay-Jay for one last diaper change before bed. His big paws cleaned much of the mess though the cub was still drooling from his rump.

"Who is Daddy's, fat lil baby? Is it you? Is it you?" Byron teased in a sing-song voice.

This time there was no hesitation from Jay-Jay, no fussing or complaining. "I am Daddy!"

"That's my boy. Do you wanna sleep with Daddy and Jasper tonight?" He asked, taping his boy into a fresh, clean diaper without a hint of complaint from the bear.

"Please, Daddy, can I? I don't... I don't wanna be away from you.."

*****

Four years later, Jay-Jay found himself sitting for his final review of his time on Roosevelt Station. Tristan, a familiar and welcome face, was doing his last interview.

"You seem well-adjusted and happy in your new role as a big boy... Do you think you will stay on with Hammond house? I hear another expansion is happening. They could always use more paws." The big chubby rabbit asked curiously. The boy had spent nearly half of his four-year stint as a baby. Always bouncing between his urge to be a big boy and to be cared for and loved by Daddy.

"Maybe, Daddy talked me into going back to the university, but I want to help out there as much as I can... I want to stay on Roosevelt and give back to the program. Maybe learn to help boys like Byron helped me." Jay-Jay said, adjusting his button-up shirt and tie. He had dressed up, hoping it would make a good impression, though his bottom half was pantsless, and his button-up shirt had a snap crotch like a onesie.

"And what did you learn at Hammond house? How do you think your rehabilitation went?" The rabbit asked curiously as he took notes on a notepad.

"I-I-I was scared a lot at first and really confused. Once I realized everything was designed to give me a comfortable, relaxed space to contemplate what I had done, things changed. There was a lot of crying and spankings along the way, but I think I have come to terms with what I did and why I was here. I didn't mean for anyone to get hurt. I never did... But people did get hurt because of me, and I am truly and deeply sorry for what I did. The program helped me see that and process what I had done. Looking back on it today, I am horrified by my actions.

"Would you do it all over again, the last four years, I mean?" Tristan asked, following up on that last part.

"Byron and Jasper gave me a home and a family. Before on Armstrong, I had no one. Not a single soul truly cared about me. So I didn't care about anyone back... Sure I had sex and relationships, but none of them was close to what I found here on Roosevelt. This is where I belong, Grandpa Tristan...."

"I think I have heard enough. I am proud of you, boy. You have come a long way from the shy, embarrassed boy who met me in the park all those years ago. Your graduation has been approved, and you are officially rehabilitated. If you aren't ready to give up your diapers and Daddies, we can hold off another year, even two, if you wish. Your rehabilitation is up to you from this point on.

Jay-Jay hadn't ever even considered extending his time with Byron and Jasper. He had just spent the last four years there, learning to be a good boy and how to behave and act right all over again.

"Y-you mean I can stay? With Byron and Jasper and the boys?" Since he had joined Hammond house, Holt graduated and became a Big Brother with his own household. Terry was still there, along with Collin, the new boy Sammy, and two more on the way. So many boys were coming to stay with Byron that they were expanding the house!

"C-can I talk to Daddy about it? Can I still go to the university?" his head swirled. He had been sure his life was about to be turned upside down again. Now he could stay?

"Of course, cutie. Your time in rehabilitation is over, but since you have bonded so well with your daddies, it has been decided that you could stay on and help other boys adjust... You don't have to decide now... Get back to me when you have decided. Before I go, do you need a change?"

"N-no, Sir..." the boy stood and presented his diaper for an inspection. "Right you are... What a big boy, all dry after such a big stressful interview. Go find your Daddies now. I am sure they are waiting to hear back.

Jay-Jay barreled out of the rehabilitation office, straight to Byron's waiting arms out front. The big boar kissed his boy and nuzzled his hair lovingly. "Daddy, I don't wanna go... I wanna stay with you...."

"I know, baby. You can stay with me as long as you need. Forever and ever, you want... " Byron rumbled as Jasper snuck in from behind and joined the hug.

"Why didn't you tell me? Why didn't you tell me I could stay?" The boy huffed, nearly crying.

"Baby boy, I wanted to make sure it is what you really wanted. I can't force you to stay with me forever. I need to know that you didn't want to move on and find your own family here." Byron explained softly.

"But but... I'm your baby bear..."

"You always will be, and if you aren't ready to go... You can stay my baby bear as long as you need."

"Forever and ever?" Jay-Jay asked as he kept his face buried to hide his red eyes.

"Forever and ever...."