Prologue.
Luan, who recently found himself engaged in infantilism, seeks help of a therapist to "heal" his illness, only to find out that he isn't ill, but still needs some education.
Luan, the lion, sat down on the couch. - Hi, Luan - said Doen, the rabbit. - Hi... - answered Luan, visibly embarrassed. - So, why are you here? - asked Doen, sitting behind her desk and ready to take notes. - I... am very shy about this... but... I dunno... I have been recently in some sort of crave for... - Luan took a pause to breath deeply; she was a therapist, Doen probably heard a lot of creepy stuff before. - diapers... - You have a craving for diapers - Doen listened attentively and took note of the words and actions of her lion friend. - Yes... I have been fighting it for a while now... It started last year, but now it's getting out of paw... - How so? - she asked, looking at him, leaving the notes aside for a while. - Well... it isn't normal and I thought that your job was to put people in the limits of normality... She chuckled. - That's what most people think - said Doen. -, but normality is ideal, Luan. You can't be normal all the time. The quirks of the animals is what makes them unique and they are necessary for evolution. Our actual job is to filter these abnormalities when necessary, to put them into use or, sometimes, accept and live down with them. We seldom have to "cure" animals here. - Ah... but I don't want it... Isn't a cheap habit... plus, what would my girlfriend think? - Luan said, worried. - I see... but, Luan, this isn't exactly harmful... but you said you want to quit, is that right? - Doen asked. - Yes. - Then I suppose you are having difficulties. - Every time I try to quit, I fall back into it again - Luan lowered his head. - I start to feel an urge... First, it eats away my focus on my responsibilities... then I can't focus on entertainment. Finally, when it reaches the peak, I have insomnia. - Mm... - Doen took notes. - Well, Luan. Can you tell me more? What do you feel when you are using the diapers? - Well... - Luan scratched behind his head. - I feel very aroused... When I go too long without them, I get... "needy"... I tried to masturbate without them, hoping that it would sane the craving, but it didn't work well, because I still need to think about diapers when pleasuring myself... - What you have is a paraphilia - Doen got up and walked to her bookshelf. Doen got a big book and set it on the desk. - A paraphilia, or sexual deviance, is the, usually permanent, directing of sexual interest to something that isn't sexual in nature or to a single aspect of sex that isn't it's main point - explaining Doen, while flipping the pages. - Often, it isn't harmful. Certainly, not "normal", but it most times does no harm to the participants, unless one of them isn't in consent. - Well... I'm skeptical... - confessed Luan. - Do you think it will make
you crazy? - asked Doen. - Like, when you have a paraphilia, you most likely won't be able to overcome it completely. Once the sexual energy is directed towards something, it's too hard and painful to put it back, most times it isn't possible. It's like asking to a straight male to stop liking girls. - Then I can't really overcome it? - asked Luan. - You tried already, right? Luan sighed. Doen walked towards him and gave him a piece of paper with an address written on it. - What is this? - asked Luan. - There's a reason why you were sent to me - said Doen. - I'm specialist in paraphilias and I run a center designed to education of animals with urges similar to yours. Please, go there and we will work upon your deviance. I'm letting you know that we won't "cure" you, since you aren't ill, but teaching you a few things about the rulings and tricks to deal with paraphilias. Luan got the paper and looked up at her. - It's simpler than you think, in your case, that is - said Doen. Luan looked at the address. "The Ruins, coordinates 13/47, near to the waterfall." - Let's see where it goes - Luan got up. - Anything else? - We see it tomorrow. You can go home now. If you have privacy today, I suggest you to indulge in your paraphilia and pay close attention to your feelings while at it. Luan left. While walked through the quiet streets of the City, he spotted a drugstore. It was night, no one was around, and a tigress was the only animal in the drugstore. - Hi - said Luan, entering. - Can I help? - asked the tigress, chewing on bubblegum. - Yes... I need some diapers, G-size if you have. The tigress pointed to the aisle. Her face was still bored and she made a bubble with the gum she was chewing. Luan walked to the aisle and grabbed the first fitting pack he saw, than walked to the check-out. - Need a plastic case for that? - she asked. - Yes, please. Luan, after paying, left the store. He wondered what the tigress thought of him. But, if they sell diapers, it's probably because there's a demand, so he surely wasn't the first nor the last one to buy. He arrived in his home, a stone house between two competing bars. He entered, locked the door behind him, walked upstairs, locked his room, closed the window and turned the lights on. His room had no sins: everything in order, everything clean, everything perfect as it's supposed to be. However, he wasn't perfect like his room. He wanted to be "normal"... even if Doen really thought that he shouldn't be trying to and that it's a waste of effort. Indeed, for the past year, it was a waste of effort. Luan sighed and took his clothes off. His body was also healthy, not really toned, a little pudgy, but not obese, one would say that it's the ideal weight for his size. Luan ripped the pack of diapers,
laid one (open) on bed and sat on it. He taped the diaper over himself, laid on the bed and got a pacifier that was over the drawer. He sucked on it and covered his almost naked body with a thick blanket. He had a wonderful night of sleep. In the next day, he woke up and moved the blanket out of the way. He saw his thick diaper, now containing a firm morning wood. He caressed his privates through the diaper and, as Doen demanded, paid close attention to everything he felt while doing it. He felt very good, but a bit of guilt was present. He noticed that the guilt becomes prominent when he finishes or when he is about to start, but it leaves him when he is actually indulging, because the good feelings it brings push the guilt away, taking his focus. He felt the urge to urinate and the idea of just doing it in his diaper tempted him. He had indulged a week before, so the desire wasn't so strong. Still, Doen said that he needed to indulge (or did she just say that he should indulge?). He felt scared because it was like he was using the advice of his therapist as excuse to take part in such lewd action, but maybe Doen would need that information. But she said that he should do it, not that he needed to, so it was just recommended, not required, right? When the word "recommended" crossed his mind, he didn't care anymore. Luan wet his diaper, feeling very aroused, like last week. Without thinking much, he ran his paw on his padded crotch and rubbed his erection until he had a long-lasting orgasm in his diapers. Lust sated, he disposed himself from them and placed his pacifier on the drawer once again. The put the diapers inside a plastic case and then inside his bag. Luan dressed himself and walked his way to the kitchen, cooking himself some meat. After the meal, he walked outside and then into an empty alley. He opened his bag, took the plastic case from inside and threw it in a trash can. Luan sighed, a little guilty, but somewhat relieved. He couldn't deny the fact that his body felt good, it was just his mind that bothered him. Luan then checked the address and walked his way to the Ruins. On the way, Luan forgot about the events in that morning, but not those of last night. He kept thinking about what Doen said. "I can't be cured, because it isn't an illness", he thought, "What does it mean? I'm clearly ill". He looked down at the address again. "My answers are here", he thought, "For now, it's better to just trust in the professionals". He walked outside the city and into the Forest. He walked in a lost trail, following wooden signs with coordinates. "15/33", he thought, looking at a sign, "I'm near". He saw a squirrel happily sitting on a branch, chewing on nuts. - Hey, squirrel - Luan called. The curious squirrel looked at him. - What is it, stranger? - he asked, feeling safe since he was on a tree. - Can you tell me where's the waterfall? The
squirrel thought for a while. - The one in the Ruins? - he asked. - Yes - answered Luan. The squirrel couldn't help, but think that Luan was a pervert; he knew that the Center of Paraphilias was destined to animals with sexual deviances and it's the only reason why would someone go to the waterfall in the Ruins. The squirrel recorded the face of the lion. - Turn to the left and follow it to reach the Ruins, then follow the sound of water - explained the squirrel. - Ah, thanks - said Luan, then continued the way. - Wait. Luan turned back. - What is your name? - asked the squirrel. - Why would you ask? - Luan asked back. - Well, I helped you, I guess we are friends now... - Mm... Liontari. - Okay, Liontari! Thanks for telling! The squirrel climbed down the tree and run into the bushes. "It was weird", thought Luan. He walked through the woods following the instructions of the squirrel.