I decided it has been too long since I wrote, so here is my random story that will continue till I feel like it! Hope you like what I got sofar.


I always felt summer was my favorite season. I mean, snow is fun, fall is always very pretty, and spring is a great time full of rebirth and renewal and –according to some of my younger buddies–another chance to jump in rain puddles and play in the mud...yuck. But, there was always something about summer that made me squeal with joy! You know, playing in the sand, swimming in the ocean, not needing to wear (many) clothes, those sorta things! The sun always makes me feel full of life and makes me all bouncy inside...and outside according to Daddy and my brothers; I can be a little un-containable at times. Besides that, whenever I get hot I can always come inside to the cool air-conditioner to manage the heat. But besides that, I sometimes feel sorry for some of my friends, cause when its hot out you get all sticky, and even more uncomfortable if you wear diapers, like my brothers Dee and Sol.

None of us really do well in the sun anyways, us being species more suited for the cold, especially since me and Dee are both covered with black fur and Sol is a Snow Leopard. Despite having really thick fur, Miles always did well, because even though he was an American Eskimo dog with tons of fluff, he was all white so the sun reflected off him and usually onto us. Also, it makes dirty diapers stink much worse, so that also puts Sol and (sometimes) me at a disadvantage because we tend to do the worst in that aspect.

Anyways, I tend to have a lot of time during school to write down my memories and stuff, only because I have half the day off because of spares. Dee and Miles on the other hand decided not to take any spares because they wanted to get ahead of their classwork, so I'm usually just sitting alone in the student lounge typing up a storm. Its a shame really, I kinda wish my friends and brothers would be around to chill with...their loss.

So yeah, I'm just sitting on a couch while typing, occasionally tugging at my pull-ups out of random compulsion. Thats right; I wear pull-ups, is that a crime where you live? Well, if whoever is reading this is from another universe or planet, lemme explain something about our world. Because of a virus that swept over this planet, about ten percent of the world population is completely incontinent, so diaper wearing is common, as well as various bladder and bowel control problems. Because of this, wearing them isn't a big deal. People got used to it, and those with the problems largely became adult baby's or diaper lovers to cope or compensate and make the most of things. On a related note, our society (especially areas that have a low birth rate) love their cubs to death, so they nurture them the best they can. That said, children get babied even after they aren't toddlers anymore. Heck, most of the grade one's are still in diapers, and there are caretakers to change any cub up to grade 3. After that you can still get someone to change you, but ya gotta actually have a problem. In high school, where I am right now as a junior, you are expected to change yourself most of the time, but you can get assistance from others when its really needed. So what's my deal you ask? I wear diapers to bed because I am a bed wetter, and pull-ups in the day just in case; I have accidents at both ends every so often. I don't mind it, I actually like it to be honest!

Now we got that crap out of the way, I will continue. I always have loved summer, and this last summer was no exception. Where I live, the summers are wicked hot, going past 100 degrees sometimes, and the winters mild and rarely going lower than twenty. To me, it was perfect, and the heat rarely got to me. The five of us –including Daddy Raikan– all live in a fair sized house in a nice neighborhood. We only have three bedrooms, so me and Dee share one, Sol and Miles another, and the last one was left all to Daddy, although his bed is always available to crawl up in. Daddy always makes sure we're all happy, and is always available with a helping hand. For me and Dee, Rai has always been our daddy. He adopted us, but we hardly remembered anything from our lives before him. He's always loved us unconditionally and has always supported us like an real parent should. So now, before I get distracted again, I will show you what life in the eyes of Sirius Logan Two looks like. It can get random at times, but then again, how predictable is life anyways?

More coming soon

Wow. Cute beginning. Wish I knew Raikan had adopted four kids instead of just the one. I would have mentioned them all in the last short. I'll be looking forward to this.

This is very adorable and well written Sirius! Very nice job. I look forward to reading more on this. Hmmm. Might even write up something like this myself. ^^

Wow Sirrius that is freaking Adorable. Sooo soo cute and so good to know your getting back into writing. Oh and Riolu Yeah i tend to have a big family. Since daddys are so rare it seems, Sirius just tends to send cubs like Dee to me.

How many are constantly at your place? I'm sure of sirrius but what about all the others?

In my story canon, Rai has 4 kids: Sol, Miles, Sirius and Darkpaw! However, Miles and Sol are my characters ^^ Other than that I have no idea how many other cubs Rai has

Well let me thinks.. Offically theres Sirius, sol, Miles, Darkpaw, Forest, Zan and a few others. In cannon its Generally Miles and Sol living with me, most of the other cubs I visit

But with the internet, who can tell?

Okay, got another page done. I decided it will be better for me to post every time I get something done so you guys will always have something to read.
Also, please let me notify you that this story will contain language, horny teenagers, suggestive themes and male/male partnerships. There will be NO SEX OR PAWING OFF during the story, or any described scenes of nudity. You have been warned.

Also, This is a Teen baby and babyfur story, and most characters will be in high school.

If none of that bugs you, enjoy!
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I
Summer Morning

From what I could tell, it was just another morning, but that morning I wasn't woken up by a blaring alarm clock. I have no idea what made me wake up, but it was like my body had just enough sleep for the time being. At first I didn't open my eyes. As each sense awoke, I got an increasingly more vivid picture of the lazy surroundings of the room. The first thing I felt when I woke up was the refreshing feel of the cool air conditioned air on my fur. The second was that I was not alone in bed, where I felt my paws wrapped around something warm and soft...my arms were wrapped around Darkpaw. As I lay on my side, I slipped a paw down from what felt like a soft cotton shirt, to a warm, smooth plastic material that squished at my touch and gave off a slight crinkle. Yup, he was soaked again. I sniffed the air of the room which smelled of my three brothers, daddy, baby powder and urine...and observing the warm sensation on my crotch, Darkpaw was not the only one who had an accident over the night. In the meantime Dee began to stir, his paw reaching for mine and wagging his tail softly against my crotch. Holding him close I playfully groped his wet soggy diaper and moved up a little to nibble on his ear. We were laying on our sides snuggling comfortably in our own curves, Dee's butt to my crotch. Opening my eyes I could finally see the sun pouring through the window on this lazy morning.

The two of us yawned at the same time, Dee chuckling slightly and breathing in, turning his body to take a look at me with a playful yet sleepy smile, yet not speaking at all. We stared in each other's eyes for a moment, then he gave me a kiss on the cheek. “Good mornin bruthuw...” He said in a fresh juvenile tone, “Didja sleep well?” I grinned and gave his cheek a lick, then nosed my brother lovingly. He really was a sweetheart. It was wonderful. Here we were cuddling side by side, both dressed in only a tee shirt and a soggy diaper, laying in an adult sized queen sized crib. It felt like we were cubs again...just the way I liked and wanted it. My tail began to wag playfully. I stared into his big purple eyes for only a second, then nuzzled his cheek and got up to my knees, sitting so my heels caught the back of my thick, soggy diaper. I don't remember, but I think I blushed, because it wasn't too often that I wet so much in the night that I would use ALL the padding throughout the diaper. I put that thought aside however and pet Dee's black scruffy headfur.

“Yup, I slept really good sis,” I said with a deep yawn, stretching back. “No bad dreams or anything...” I lazily pawed at his pink frilly night shirt. “God...what time is it anyways?” I asked groggily, shuffling over Dee and over to the bars on the crib, squinting at the clock. It was one o'clock on the nose, so no wonder we were both so wet! I think Dee laughed at that time, giving me a sleepy smile. The smile that little black wolf gave me always managed to lift my spirits.

“It doesn't matter...but I see a cute sissy crinklebutt in front of me that needs lotsa tickles!” I honestly tried to dodge it, but it was all over before I knew it! Just like that my brother pounces on my and started ticking me to death! All I could do was laugh and hold my sides as he relentlessly took assault on my helpless tummy. I squealed and barked, Dee playfully barking back, both of us laughing up a storm.

“Not fair!” I yelled, Dee sticking his tongue out at me. “No tickles!”

“Yes tickles!” he responded “Sis got soggy last night and needs to be punished!”. To think I was hearing this from someone who was 16. I just pointed at his own crotch and squirmed.

“But Dee, you're soggy too!” Changing from offensive to defensive, Dee stopped tickling and started to pout.

“Am not” he said all fake grumpy-like. “I'm a big tuff puppy who's gonna bite ur butt!” I just chuckled, sticking my tongue out, Dee glancing over and giving a cheesy grin.

“Nobody's gonna bite anyone's butt!” The voice was neither mine or Dee's. We both looked up to the edge of the crib and crawled over, wagging our tails happily. It was Daddy Raikan. “I was wondering when my puppers were gonna get up, you sleepyheads missed breakfast!” he said in a playful manner, grinning down at us in our crib.

Rai is an odd one, I'll tell you that. Its a little hard to explain, but he isn't from our universe. His cover story was that he was a hybrid between a kangaroo and a ocelot which seemed to work very well for most, but that wasn't really true: He's a psychic type Pokemon called a Mewtwo. It was weird for me at first, especially since Pokemon in this universe only exist in media and fiction, but it turns out that there are an unlimited number of universes out there. As a dimensional traveler, Rai has been able to see many different places. In fact, he got much of his ninja training from a Naruto universe. Its weird I know, but hey, isn't it kinda awesome? His form is slightly different from what you see on television or games though. His hips are a little thinner, he actually has a crotch, he has more muscles on his torso, and he has 4 fingers. Color wise, he can be any color he wants, but his base scheme is yellow with a brown tail and belly. He was sure different, but he's our daddy we love him. Also a side note: psychic powers are awesome.

Daddy Rai is ageless: he still looks like a teenager despite being at least 20 years older than us. He also loves to baby us; if the crib hadn't already given that away. Almost effortlessly, he pulled both from the crib one by one, giving us a big snuggle and a pat on the butt, making our padding crinkle and squish, making both me and Dee blush mutually. Quickly, he checked our diapers with a finger and shook his head with a smile. “My my are you two ever soggy, you pups did a good job here...how about a change?” Me and Dee nodded eagerly, both knowing he was going to change us if we liked us or not. “Alright then, Dee goes first.” With a slight waddle, Dee hopped up on the table and Daddy quickly changed him into a new Pawpers Teen Princess diaper, a thick pink diaper with frills, applying plenty of lotion and powder. Even though Dee would deny it graciously, they were his favorite diapers. Besides, he looked (and of course still looks) absolutely adorable with them on.

Nice story, Siri! ^.^ You really capture Dee's personality just right! And it's a very cute set-up!

Hehehe. Awww very adorable. ^^ Fantastic Job!

That is so cute! That described Raikan more in depth than I've seen even in some of his stories here.

Gahhhhh.... *Blushes deeply* Sirrius you loving lil pup you really put me well. *Kisses his nose* Let me tell you, coming back to this makes me really happy. Also reminds me i should put up a quickie story of Rai's backstory sometime.

Finally got the time to read this thing and...I think its very cute Sirius, keep up the great work!

Hey guys! I'm working on the story again, here's a little more for you to feast on while I decide what's gonna be happening for the rest of the story.

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After finishing the job, Dee sat up and slowly slipped off the table, making sure to give dad a nice kiss on the cheek and a warm hug.

“Thanks dad,” he said, giving him a tight squeeze before letting go, “I love you lots and lots!” Rai kept mostly silent, purring gently as he scooted Dee to the side, petting his head before turning to me. He picked me up and kissed me on the forehead.

“Breakfast's on the counter Dee,” He said glancing back, warmly gesturing out the door, “Get your clothes on too sweetie. They're all washed and ready to get dirty again.” Dee quickly threw on some shorts and a tee shirt before he left the room, looking back to stick his tongue out at me and dad before running off without me. As dad put me down on the table and cleaned me off, I stared him in the eyes, smiling lazily. In return, he gave a cheery grin and pulled out a pair of my training pants. Course, he knew what I was thinking as I started to blush, but he continued to slide them between my legs. I whined, looking at him with puppy eyes.

“Dad, I don't really need those anymore...why can't I just...like, not wear them and see wh happens?” Daddy simply poked my nose with a grin, sprinkling baby powder over me before sliding the trainers all the way up and leaning me to the side to slip my tail through its place.

“Always going to protest aren't you? Just relax,” he cooed calmly, “Nobody thinks you're uncool because of them.” I shook my head, slowly sliding off the change table. I really had no idea to explain why I was embarrassed.

“Its not that dad,” I said with a sigh, “Its just so hot out today...” Rai rolled his eyes as usual.

“Well, thats an improvement from before,” He said with a chuckle, helping me into some clean, dark clothes, “You were so paranoid about wearing them when you were in grade school, you never wanted people to know.” Rai mused for a second, quickly fussing over my hair. “You always tried to hide even though other cubs were padded in your class, just so you could look like a bigger kid.” I nodded in agreement; he was right. Ever since I was young I was embarrassed about wearing diapers, and even though I loved them, I never had the guts to admit to it. By the time I hit puberty, I had a diaper fetish. I fantasized about being in them all the time, but I controlled that urge. Since at least two of my brothers had to wear diapers 24 hours a day, I felt bad for wanting something that they had to sometimes suffer with.

When Darkpaw was a little cub, he was quite distraught about being incontinent. Its not something he wanted, and he has to live with it for the rest of his life. From birth, both of us were diagnosed with spina-bifida, and because of that Dee has urinary incontinence and I have quite a few accidents. It wasn't the best thing in the world, and once we got older, we decided to embrace the problems we had. Thats why Dee became a babyfur. Its not the main reason, but in the end, I became a babyfur as well as my brother. We're very happy this way. We would love to solve our problems so we could wear diapers for choice, but for now we just have to cope.

After I got dressed, Rai ushered me downstairs and into the living area, which consisted of the family room, the dining room, and the kitchen. All three rooms were openly connected, with the Dining room in the north-west corner opening to the family room on the east side, and an open bar-top on a half wall that had a direct view from the family room to the kitchen in the south-west. This was where most of the action happened, with the den down the hall behind the garage, where we had a fireplace and a cozy place to cuddle. As I walked in, Miles, Dee and Sol were engaged in their own activities. As I reached the bottom of the stairs, and walked into the family room, Dee was already laying on top of Miles, pinning him to the couch and wagging his tail rapidly, Miles giggling and struggling slightly.

Awwww. Cute. More! More!