Ding dong!
Peter the panther walked out of his kitchen, moving for the front door.
"Yay! That's gotta be Benjamin!" Peter's five-year-old son, Percy, eagerly followed.
"Yeahh!" Another cub followed them: Percy's seven-year-old friend Daniel, a brown bear.
Halfway to the door, Peter stopped, turned around and knelt down in front of his son. "Now, are you sure you're ready for this?" He asked Percy firmly, "If you're not comfortable with another cub knowing about your... new problem, then it's not too late. I could have Benjamin's mother take him home."
"No Daddy, I want Benji here too!" Percy insisted, "He, uh... he'll understand, he's got the same problem."
Peter did a double-take. "Wait, what?"
"He - he wears diapers too!" Daniel stated, then clapped his paws over his mouth.
"Come again?" Peter asked them both, firmness rising in his voice.
"I'm sorry, I thought if you knew you wouldn't want him here!" Percy stated, apologizing profusely. "P-please let him stay over, I wanna see him! Please?"
Peter sighed, trying to quickly process what he had just heard. His eyes flickered over his son's lower half, where beneath Percy's shorts there was a distinctive bulge: Percy was wearing a diaper.
Due to a recent health crisis, Percy was now back in diapers for the foreseeable future. To cheer his son up, Peter had offered to host a sleepover night for him, and Percy had requested two friends: Daniel, who had already arrived, and Benjamin, a seven-year-old lynx.
"Siggh... okay, okay, he can stay over, I'll just have to talk to his mother first," Peter sighed. He badly wished that Benjamin's mother had given him that piece of news before. "And are you sure you want Benjamin's mother to see you like that, Daniel?" Peter asked the brown bear, "You can run and put your shorts back on."
"N-no, I'm okay," Daniel stated. In a show of support that Peter found both touching and a little silly, Daniel was also currently wearing a diaper. The bear did wear good nites at night due to bed wetting, Peter was aware of that, but he was fully continent during the day, so accidents were not an issue. Still, the idea of looking after now three cubs with bladder problems, plus his other son Pierre, was daunting for Peter. "Very well," Peter stood back up, went to the door and opened it.
In the doorway stood two lynxes. The smaller one was Benjamin, a nervous-looking boy with drooped ears and hunched shoulders, and the larger one holding his paw was his mother, Hazel. Peter had met Benjamin once before while picking up Percy from school, and Hazel he spoken to once on the phone regarding the sleepover. "Hello again, Benjamin," he greeted the lynx warmly, now seeing a bulge beneath his shorts that he hadn't noticed when they first met, "Hi, Hazel."
"Hello, Peter," Hazel greeted him.
"H-h-hello, Mister Peter," Benjamin replied nervously; he had a stutter.
"Hi, Benji!" Percy came out and hugged the lynx. "I'm so glad to see you, I've missed you!"
"H-hi, Percy," Benjamin smiled now, having not seen his friend for a couple of weeks. "Hi, Dan- "
Then he stopped, noticing the diaper that Daniel was wearing.
"Hi Benji," Daniel said, acting nonchalant, "Yes, I'm wearing a diaper. It's a long story."
"I'll bet it is," Hazel said, an eyebrow raised.
Percy and Daniel both looked at Peter, thinking that he should be the one to explain things. Peter decided to just say it straight out: "Percy is back in diapers, and Daniel is wearing one in a show of support."
Percy nervously lifted up his T-shirt, showing the waistband of a diaper peeking out of his shorts, before putting it back down. Benjamin and Hazel both looked shocked.
"And according to them, just now..." Peter continued, "Percy isn't the only cub here who needs diapers. Is that true?"
Benjamin blushed furiously and instinctively pulled down the bottom of his shirt to hide his bulge. A new look of surprise came over Hazel's face. "Wait, didn't you know already?"
She turned and snapped at her son, "Benjamin! You told me that Percy told his father you need diapers, why did you lie to me!?"
"I'm s-s-sorry, Mommy!" Benjamin wailed. Percy and Daniel rushed to his defense, hugging their friend and standing between him and his mother.
"They were afraid that if I knew Benjamin needs diapers too, I wouldn't have allowed him to sleep over," Peter explained. He had a feeling that Hazel had thought the same thing, but he chose to let it go. "I'm still mad at them, but I understand. You, however, really should have confirmed it with me when we spoke on the phone before. That's on you."
Hazel flushed, the insides of her ears turning red. "I... yes, you're right," she admitted, "I'm sorry."
"I accept your apology," Peter said, lightening up, "Now, Benjamin can stay the night, but I'd like to talk to you before you leave. Boys, go on in."
"YAAAY!" Percy and Daniel cheered.
"Th-th-thank you, Mister P-Peter!" Benjamin stammered a thanks and quickly hugged his mother, then went inside with the other boys, carrying his backpack. "Goodnight, Mommy!" He waved to her.
"Goodnight, Dear!" Hazel waved back, relieved. "So, umm..." She started, "How is Percy? I heard about his collapse in class a couple weeks ago, but I still don't know any details other than that he went to the hospital. Is he alright?"
Peter sighed a little. "Yeah, mostly. Let's talk outside."
He stepped outside with Hazel, leaving the kids in the house, and closed the door. "I'm sorry," he said, "But there's a lot going on, and I don't have a lot of people to talk to."
Hazel nodded, sensing that the panther had a lot on his shoulders.
Peter gave a long, heavy sigh. "It's been a really rough year. My wife broke up with me, and then I got primary custody of the boys because I have the work-from-home job. That was rough, but then Percy started kindergarten, and it was so easy for him. He was always a bright boy, but when they suggested moving him up to first grade, I was over the moon. But in hindsight, maybe he should have stayed in kindergarten, and maybe then he wouldn't have been so stressed."
"Stressed?" Hazel asked.
"Yeah; I didn't see it, but he must have been," Peter admitted, "Anyway, Percy started having these bad headaches, and then two weeks ago, as you heard, he collapsed in class. He was having this huge headache and then started having chest pains so bad that they called an ambulance. I raced to the hospital as soon as I found out, and when I got there, the doctor took me aside and told me that Percy was suffering from hypertension. My youngest son has high blood pressure."
Hazel's eyes widened in surprise. "High blood pressure? In a five-year-old?"
"Yeah, I didn't know it was possible either," Peter said, "Maybe it was from the stress of the divorce, or maybe the stress of jumping grades in school, or maybe it's something genetic; probably all three. But he definitely has it; they did a few tests to confirm it."
"What did the doctor recommend?" Hazel asked, wondering how wearing diapers factored into it.
"The doctor prescribed diuretics," Peter answered, "You know - water pills. I think they've been helping, he hasn't had any more headaches or chest pains, but as a side effect, he is peeing a lot. And his bladder fills up so fast that he often can't make it to the toilet in time. His bladder was never that strong anyway; even before the incident he was still wetting the bed most nights."
And Pierre still wets the bed occasionally too, he thought. It must be a genetic thing.
"And...?" Hazel asked despite now seeing where this was going.
"And as of now, Percy is back in diapers," Peter sighed. "So, I'm keeping him out of school until things settle down. The doctor is still working on his case, making sure he has the right dosage and all that, but so far it looks like this may be going on for a long time."
"That sounds like a lot to take on all of a sudden; is anyone willing to help you?" Hazel asked.
"Oh sure, but it's not easy," Peter said, "My ex-wife can only take the boys one day a week. My parents and Percy and Pierre's other grandparents live over an hour away. I don't have any brothers or sisters. And all my friends are too busy with their own kids - especially my friend Olivia, she just had her own baby. And people aren't usually willing to change diapers on a five-year-old, you know."
Hazel nodded. Benjamin's own diaper usage made it difficult to find a babysitter for him when she and her husband wanted to go out; that was why she had been so eager to take him to this sleepover in the first place. "I'm so sorry," she said, "If I'd known this was happening, I swear I never would have brought Benjamin for a sleepover; I really thought you knew."
"It's okay," Peter insisted, "Maybe it's not ideal, but Percy is really happy to see Benjamin, and if your son really does have bladder problems like Percy, well, maybe now they can help each other feel better."
"I guess..." Hazel admitted, still feeling guilty at letting Benjamin stay over when Peter had so much going on.
"It really is okay, I'm willing to help Benjamin," Peter insisted, "At least he behaves well, right? He won't fight me when I try to change him?"
"Oh yes, Benjamin is a very cooperative boy," Hazel assured him, "But he gets very nervous, as I'm sure you noticed."
"Oh yeah, I could tell," Peter said, "And just to be clear: it's only his bladder that's the problem, right? He can at least go number two on his own?"
"Yes, of course," Rachel replied, "He may need help with the tabs, and he will need help getting his diaper back on, but the rest he can do himself."
"Phew, I was nervous about that," Peter admitted.
"He's got this problem with the nerve endings in in his bladder," Hazel explained, "Like there's no connection between his bladder and brain, so he has no awareness of needing to pee. At least, that's what the doctor said."
"Do you not believe him?" Peter asked, sensing a skeptical tone in her voice.
"I... I want to believe that Benjamin will eventually get better," Hazel admitted. "It's just so hard having an older boy who still needs diapers, you know?"
She then did a double-take as she remembered who she was talking to. "Sorry... I guess you do know."
"Yes, I do," Peter said, "Since our boys have similar issues, maybe in the future we can help each other out. Like you babysit for me, or I babysit for you. What say you?" He held out his paw to shake hers.
Hazel shook his paw gladly, "You've got a deal."
"Great," Peter turned to go back inside, "Have a good night, Hazel, see you in the morning."
"You too Peter, thank you!" Hazel waved bye and turned to go back to her car. "I'll be here around eleven, and I told Daniel's parents I'd take him home too!" She added.
Peter nodded and went in the house and closed the door. He clapped his paws together. "Okay boys, gather around!" He called out.
Percy, Daniel and Benjamin all emerged from the kitchen to come towards him, Benjamin looking skittish as he lagged behind the others. And then another boy emerged from the hallway that led to the bedrooms: Peter's eight-year-old other son, Pierre.
"What's up, Dad?" Pierre asked as he joined the other boys in front of Peter.
"Well Pierre, as you know, Daniel and Benjamin are here for a sleepover," Peter gestured at the other boys, "I invite you to join in and have fun with them, but you are not obligated to."
"Thanks Dad," Pierre said, "But I think I'd rather do my homework than hang out with a bunch of babies."
"Hey!" Peter snapped firmly at him, "I will NOT have you speaking to your brother or the other boys like that!"
"But they're all wearing diapers!" Pierre pointed out, "Daniel doesn't even need them!"
"Nonetheless, you are not allowed to call any of them babies, or make fun of any of them," Peter said firmly, "that is rule number one for this sleepover."
"There - there are rules, sir?" Daniel asked.
"Yes, just a few," Peter answered. "Rule number one: the point of this sleepover may be to help Percy feel better, but I want all of you to feel safe and comfortable here. That means no bullying or teasing about wearing diapers. Is that clear?" His eyes flickered over all of them, especially Pierre.
"Yes, Sir!" The boys all stated, Pierre with reluctance on his face.
"Good," Peter said, "Rule number two: I will be working in my office for some of the sleepover, so if you need something while I am in there, you must knock before entering. Does that sound fair?"
"Yes, sir!" The boys repeated. That was already the rule that Pierre and Percy had to follow, anyway.
"Good!" Peter smiled. He looked at the three younger boys: "If anyone needs a diaper change, or any kind of help in the bathroom, just ask, and I will help you. No one will get in any trouble for that, I promise. And finally, rule number four..."
He paused for dramatic effect, "Just have fun, okay?"
"Yeah!" All four boys cheered.
"Great. now, there are a lot of fun things that you boys can do..." Peter pointed at the TV, "For streaming I have Disney Plus and Netflix, and for video games I have a Nintendo Switch and a Wii. There are also board games, and lots of hiding places so you could play hide and seek, and also just a short walk from here is a playground. I would love for you all to get out and run around for a bit, but it's up to you. Dinner will be in a few hours."
"What's for dinner?" Daniel asked.
"Can we order pizza?" Pierre asked, hoping for some traditional sleepover junk food. Daniel and Benjamin and Percy looked eager for that too.
"I'm sorry, but no. Percy can't have stuff like pizza now, too high in sodium," Peter said reluctantly.
"Awww..." the cubs sighed in disappointment. "Sorry, guys," Percy said to the other boys.
"For dinner we're having salmon and Ceasar salad," Peter said, "And for dessert a big fruit salad. Don't worry, it'll be good, I promise."
"Siggh... okay." Pierre left the group for his room, not pretending to act enthused for the dinner choice.
"Mmm! Mmm!" Percy suddenly clapped his paws to his groin and ran out of the room into the hallway.
"Percy! Are you okay?" Peter quickly followed his son and found him standing in the doorway of the bathroom. Percy had his paws against the doorway as he hunched over.
"Percy...?" Peter stepped forward, familiar with this pose: Percy was peeing.
"I'm sorry, Daddy," Percy mumbled, "I - I thought I could make it. But then I had to pee SO bad..."
Despite being back in diapers for two weeks now, Percy still had a hard time telling his father when he needed help.
"That'll be the medicine, doing its thing," Peter reminded him. He gently hugged his son, "It's okay... c'mon, let's get you changed."
Percy quietly nodded, embarrassed, and they stepped into the bathroom and closed the door behind them. "Go ahead and take it off," Peter prompted Percy, and he opened a drawer and pulled out a new diaper and wipe box.
To spare his son some dignity, Peter had Percy do as much of the job as he could on his own. Percy pulled down his shorts, then undid the tabs of his diaper and Peter took it away. Peter handed Percy the wipe box, and Percy wiped himself down while Peter rolled up the sodden wet diaper into a ball. Then came the part where Percy really needed help: Peter unfolded the new diaper for Percy and brought it up between his son's legs, threading Percy's tail through the hole in the back. Peter held one end of the diaper against Percy's lower belly and the other end against his lower back, and with that Percy was able to take the tabs and tape them up as tightly as he wanted them. "Nicely done," Peter smiled with praise as Percy adjusted the new diaper and pulled his shorts back up.
"Thanks, Daddy!" Percy hugged his father, and then they both went to the sink to wash their paws. Once they finished and exited the bathroom, they found Benjamin waiting out in the hall, looking scared.
"Muh-muh-mister Peter?" Benjamin trembled, his paws over his crotch.
Peter quickly put two and two together, "Wait, you're wet already?"
"S-s-sorry!" Benjamin stammered, "W-when my m-mom yelled, I g-got so s-s-scared I peed!"
Peter sighed a little, "Alright. Percy, you go play with Daniel, I'll take care of Benjamin."
Peter ushered Benjamin into the bathroom and closed the door behind him. He felt plenty of trepidation, but Benjamin easily looked more nervous than him. "Okay... let me see what you've got," he said to Benjamin, gesturing for his backpack. Benjamin quickly handed the bag over to Peter and then withdrew his arms away over his chest. Peter opened the backpack and looked: there were a few diapers in there, similar to Percy's but at least a size bigger. Some wipes and powder and spare clothes were in there too; at least Benjamin's mother had prepared him. "Okay..." he said to Benjamin, "Would you rather be changed lying down or standing up?"
"L-lying down," Benjamin said quietly.
"Alright, go ahead and lie on the bathmat," Peter instructed him. Benjamin obeyed instantly, still instinctively holding his paws over his chest. He hadn't even pulled his pants down; despite being seven years old he still acted a little like a toddler. Taking a breath, Peter got to work. He unbuttoned Benjamin's shorts and pulled them down, exposing his visibly wet diaper. He could feel Benjamin trembling a little as he undid the tabs on the diaper and opened them, exposing Benjamin's wet privates. Peter quickly took wipes and cleaned Benjamin's front and then instructed him to lift his butt up. Benjamin slowly obeyed, and Peter cleaned the pee out of his fur. Finally, he unfolded a new diaper and slid it under Benjamin, and Benjamin put his butt down and Peter lifted the front of the diaper and taped it up. "There you go," he said with a smile.
Benjamin looked surprised. "Th-that's it?" He asked, "You're not m-mad or anyth-thing?"
Peter was surprised to hear that. "No - you needed a change, and I helped you. Do your parents get mad when you have an accident?"
"Y-y-yes," Benjamin admitted, "Th-th-they get mad a lot, and they t-tell me I sh-shouldn't be wearing d-diapers because I'm seven. But I-I can't help it, I-I don't know how to hold my bwadder! I don't!"
Peter felt like he should have been surprised, but somehow, he wasn't. Hazel had already shown skepticism at Benjamin's apparently medical lack of bladder control, and given the boy's stutter, it was clear that he gotten in trouble over this issue before. However, he, Peter, was not going to perpetuate that in his home. "It's okay," he whispered, helping Benjamin to his feet and pulling his shorts back up, "It's alright, I believe you. I'm not mad at you for wetting your diaper, I promise."
And for emphasis, he gave the boy a hug.
Benjamin stiffened under Peter's touch, but then he returned it, starting to feel like he really could relax while at Peter's house. "Th-th-thank you, Sir," he said.
"You're welcome," Peter said, "Go ahead and rejoin your friends while I clean up."
"Okay!" Bejamin turned the doorknob and left the bathroom while Peter tidied up and washed his paws, feeling surprisingly pleased with himself.
"How did it go?" Percy asked Benjamin when the lynx returned, "Was my dad okay with helping you?"
"Y-yeah," a smiling Benjamin said, "He's s-so nice."
"Yeah, he is!" Daniel agreed, "Your dad's really cool."
Percy happily nodded in agreement. "So, what do you guys want to do first?"
"Can we go out to the playground?" Daniel asked. He was the most active of the three.
"I'm okay with that, Daddy?" Percy said to his father who has just entered the room, "Can we go to the playground for a bit?"
"Fine with me," Peter agreed, "Let me go check with Pierre."
He left to see if his eldest son wanted to join them.
"You better get your shorts on," Percy said to Daniel, indicating the bear's pants-less state.
"Hm? Oh yeah!" Daniel ran over to his backpack, pulled out his shorts and put them on over the diaper he was wearing.
Peter came back, "Pierre doesn't want to come. It's okay, he can be by himself for an hour or so. Let's go." He led the boys to the door.
"H-how f-far is the p-playground?" Benjamin asked. With his diaper-wearing, going out in public places always made him nervous.
"Don't worry, it's just a minute's walk from here," Peter stated, "If anyone needs a change we can come right back."
"G-good," Benjamin was assured, and the group went out the door. Peter locked it, and he led the cubs down the path to the playground.
"Wow, that is close!" Daniel stated once they arrived at the playground; it really had only taken a minute to get there.
"Yep, it's such a great location," Peter agreed. There weren't any other cubs around, he and the others noticed with some relief.
"Come on, let's play on the swings!" Percy pointed at the empty swing set, and they went over to it. After a quick negotiation Daniel agreed to help Peter give the other two pushes for a bit, and soon Percy and Benjamin were happily swinging up into the sky.
A few minutes later Benjamin and Daniel swapped places, and then soon after Benjamin and Percy swapped places again. Eventually the three were tired of swinging (and Peter was tired of pushing), so Peter went and sat down on the bench while the other three ran around and climbed on the jungle gym. As he sat and watched the boys, Peter was quite pleased to see the smiles on Percy's face; this get-together truly was doing good for his son.
Ten minutes later, Daniel suddenly felt the urge to pee. He got off the jungle gym and ran to Peter. "Mister Peter," he asked, "Where's the bathroom?"
"Little building over there," Peter pointed, "Do you need any help?"
"No, I'm good!" Daniel turned and left before he really thought about his answer, but once he got inside the boys' room and stood at the urinal and got his shorts down, he remembered that he was still wearing a diaper.
"Oh no, oh no!" Daniel frantically clawed at the tabs on his diaper, but his need to pee was growing super-strong super-fast and making him shaky, and he struggled. Just when he finally got the diaper off and it fell to the floor, his bladder let go and he began to pee on his shorts and the floor.
"Oh no!" Daniel quickly aimed at the urinal and managed to get most of his pee in there, but the damage was done. The diaper was wet, and he needed a change of shorts. Feeling like crying the little bear pulled up his wet shorts, used the diaper to mop up some pee and put that in the garbage, then he washed his paws and went to the door. Taking a deep breath, he went out to face the music. "Mister Peter?" He asked once he reached the panther, "I, um... I had an accident."
"What?" Peter looked down and saw the dark patch on Daniel's shorts, "What - what happened?"
"I forgot about the diaper, and I couldn't get it off in time," Daniel said.
"Ohhh..." Peter sighed. He hadn't seen that issue coming at all. "Don't worry, I'm not mad, but maybe you should stick to wearing underwear for the rest of your visit. Come on, let's go home so you can change."
Daniel nodded and he and Peter went up to Percy and Benjamin. Daniel awkwardly explained what happened, and the group left the playground. A minute later, they entered the house and found Pierre in the living room playing on the Switch.
"Woah! You guys are back early!" Pierre jumped up, having expected them to be at least another half an hour. "Alright, who peed?"
"No one that you are allowed to tease," Peter reminded him firmly. None of the cubs spoke to Pierre as they went by, but Pierre spied the wet patch on Daniel's shorts and smirked at him. Daniel went to his backpack, pulled out underwear and fresh shorts, and ran to the bathroom to change.
"Wh-what are you playing?" Benjamin asked, looking at the screen on the Switch.
"Pokemon Sword," Pierre showed him the dynamax pokemon battle he was currently doing.
"Is that something you could play with the others?" Peter asked.
"No, it's okay, Daddy!" Percy interjected, knowing that Pokemon was not a multiplayer game, "Daniel and Benjamin and me can play, uhh, Snakes and Ladders!"
"Alright," Peter agreed, "I'm going to go work in the office for a bit, then I'll start dinner. If you or Benjamin need a change, come and see me."
"Thanks, Daddy!" Percy ran to the hall closet where some board games were kept. He brought out several of them and brought them to the kitchen and set them on the table. Feeling thirsty, he down a glass of water and then waved Benjamin over to sit down, and they waited until Daniel returned before they started setting up the game.
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After an hour of playing, Percy felt a familiar pang from his bladder. "Exc-c-cuse me!" he mumbled and quickly jumped off his chair and ran for the bathroom. He came closer to making it to the toilet on time this time, but the moment he grabbed at his waistband to pull his short down, his bladder released, and his diaper grew suddenly warm. "Ohhh nooo..." he groaned, having hoped to make it at least once today.
"Baby." Pierre whispered in his direction as Percy did the walk of shame out of the bathroom. Ignoring him as best he could, Percy timidly knocked on the door of their father's office. "Daddy...?" He whispered.
A few seconds later Peter opened the door. "Need a change?" He asked gently. Percy nodded, embarrassed.
"Don't worry, it's okay." Peter reassured him and followed his youngest son back to the bathroom. He changed Percy's diaper, and once they were done, he followed Percy back to the kitchen, where his nose caught the smell of some more pee. "Benjamin?" Peter asked the lynx gently, "Did you go pee too?"
Benji's ears shot up; he hadn't noticed himself going at all. He felt the front of his diaper and felt an all-too-familiar warmth. And as he got up, he realized that he had peed enough that his diaper had leaked, wetting the back of his shorts and his chair underneath. "Oh no... I'm s-sorry!" he cried.
"Sigghh..." Peter sighed as quietly as he could. He opened the cupboard under the sink, pulled out a box of sanitary wipes, and cleaned the chair. "Don't worry, it's okay, you're not in trouble. Let's just get you changed."
Without saying a word Benjamin followed Peter out of the kitchen and to the bathroom, avoiding Pierre's teasing gaze from nearby. Peter retrieved Benjamin's backpack and pulled out a diaper, then after some searching, he managed to find a spare pair of shorts. "Looks like this is your last pair of shorts," he noted to Benjamin. "If you get these wet too, I'll wash them for you."
"Th-thank you, Mister Peter." Benjamin replied, hoping that the older panther wasn't mad at him.
"I'm not mad, I promise. I just... it's been a bit of a rough day." That was as well as Peter could sugarcoat it. He changed Benjamin's diaper like he had before, put the wet shorts in a grocery bag for him to take home, and when he was finished cleaning up the little lynx gave him a hug again, much more enthusiastically than the first time. "Thank you, Mister Peter!"
"You're welcome," Peter sighed as Benjamin left the bathroom. He certainly was a nice boy; at least he didn't make changing difficult. Peter checked the time and decided to start dinner a little early. He went to the kitchen and started getting things going.
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After dinner was over (during which Pierre mumbled several comments hinting that pizza would have been better), Peter began setting up space in the living room for Percy and his friends to enjoy their sleepover. He moved aside the coffee table in front of the TV and then dug a big foam mattress and some sleeping bags out of storage for the boys to sleep on.
"Oboy, this looks great! Thanks, Mister Peter!" Daniel praised Peter's set-up, and Percy and Benjamin expressed their thanks as well.
"You're welcome, boys," Peter smiled before turning to his eldest son. "Pierre, are you sure you don't want to join in?"
"Yeah Dad, I wanna enjoy having the bedroom to myself for once." Pierre stated. He turned around and went to his and Percy's shared bedroom.
"Alright then." Peter watched a little sadly as Pierre left, then he turned to Percy and the others. "Alright boys, you have free reign of the living room. Percy, what would you like to do?"
"Can we do a movie marathon, Daddy?" Percy asked.
"Sure, it's your choice. What do you want to watch?"
Percy and the others looked around on Disney Plus for a few minutes before they agreed on a choice: "Can we watch the Toy Story movies, Daddy?"
Peter nodded. "Alright, but only the first two. I know this is a special night, but I still want to you to go to sleep at a decent time. Does that sound fair?"
"Yes, Daddy," Percy nodded, "Can we have popcorn?"
"Sorry, no. Too much salt, remember?"
"Right..." Percy's ears drooped. This heart-healthy diet he was on cut out so many delicious snacks.
"I do have some unsalted nuts and raisins," Peter offered instead, "And as an extra treat I'll sprinkle in some dark chocolate chips. Okay?"
"Okay..." Percy mumbled. Benjamin and Daniel nodded too, not wanting to make Peter angry by asking for popcorn for themselves. Peter started the first Toy Story for them, then went to get the snacks while Percy and his friends sat down on the couch to watch.
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By the time the second Toy Story movie was nearly over, at the scene where Woody and the other toys had made it back home to Andy's room, Percy and Benjamin were starting to nod off while Daniel was practically bouncing in his seat.
"D-Daniel, are you okay?" Benji asked.
"Uh-huh," Daniel nodded quickly. In truth he had needed to pee for the last half hour, but he hadn't wanted to interrupt the movie. Finally, a minute later, when Wheezy sang his song and the blooper credits started, Daniel couldn't hold it any longer. "Gotta go!" he leapt off the couch and scrambled for the bathroom clutching the front of his shorts. He managed to just make it to the toilet in time, practically screaming in relief as he peed.
Daniel's sounds alerted Peter, and he came out to the living room to find Percy and Benji resting against each other on the couch. Smiling fondly, Peter turned off the TV, went and locked the doors, then returned to the couch. "Okay boys, bedtime." He whispered, helping Perci and Benji get up. He felt the front of their diapers: they were both bulging.
"S-s-sorry, Mister Peter," Benjamin mumbled.
"It's okay, Benji," Peter picked up Benjamin and Daniel's backpacks and started leading the two to the bathroom. "Forgive me - I thought you would come to me when you needed a change. Guess you really got into the movie, huh?"
"Yeah, thanks Daddy." Percy smiled as Peter knocked on the bathroom door and they entered. "Oh! Hi guys." Daniel greeted them. He had only just pulled his pants up.
"Hello Daniel," Peter greeted the little bear. He handed him his backpack. "There you go, time to get dressed for bed."
"Okay, sir," Daniel took the bag, pulled out his pajamas and good nite, and began to strip down.
"You want to get changed first, Percy?" Peter asked. His son nodded. "Okay, here we go." He pulled down his son's shorts and undid his diaper. Percy blushed a little as he cleaned himself, not used to having his friends in the room while he was changing, but he was comfortable enough with them that he didn't want them to leave. Soon his father had a new diaper on him. "Okay, go get your jammies on." Peter told him. Percy nodded and left the bathroom. "Do you need any help, Daniel?" Peter asked the bear.
"No thanks, I'm okay, sir," Daniel replied. He pulled up his good nite and got to work on his pajama pants.
Peter then turned his attention to Benjamin. "Your turn, Benji," Peter told the little lynx.
Benjamin nodded a little nervously and laid down. Peter took off his shorts and undid his diaper and began to clean him while Daniel started brushing his teeth. Benjamin stayed quite calm and gave Peter another big hug when the older panther was done changing him. Percy soon returned to the bathroom, dressed in his pajamas and carrying his Toothless dragon plushie. Peter helped him brush his teeth, gave him his evening diuretic pill, and tucked the three boys into their sleeping bags.
"Goodnight, boys," Peter said fondly to his son and his friends.
"Goodnight, Mister Peter."
"Goodnight, sir."
"Goodnight Daddy."
Peter kissed his son's forehead and turned off the light and left the living room.
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Hours later, Benjamin was the first kid to wake up. He blinked awake, stretched, and instinctively checked his diaper. Wet, as usual. His ears drooped, and he hoped that Peter was already awake so he wouldn't have to disturb the panther's sleep for a change. Then he felt a familiar pressure in his abdomen: he had to poop. With sudden urgency he crawled out of his sleeping bag and ran on tiptoe for the bathroom. He went inside and closed the door and frantically pulled down his pajama pants and clawed at the tabs of his diaper, which had always been tricky for him to undo. He felt a little poop actually come out into the diaper before he finally got it off and he jumped on the toilet as the rest started to come out.
Meanwhile, having heard the little noises of Benjamin, Daniel woke up. Feeling the need to pee he got up to go to the bathroom, only to find the bathroom door closed. "A-anyone in there?" He knocked, beginning to do a potty dance.
"Y-yeah," Benjamin quietly replied.
"Are you almost done in there?" Daniel asked, the pressure building.
"I'll-I'll be fast as I can!" Benjamin called back, not feeling done pooping at all.
Benjamin hopped around where he stood, not thinking of going to Peter's room to try the master bathroom. Very soon he couldn't stand it anymore and his bladder let go, flooding his good nite. A dark stain began to spread on his pajama pants.
Meanwhile, Percy woke up too, his own diaper wet as usual. But then he felt the sudden urge to pee again and jumped up for the bathroom. He ran over, trying to hold it, only to discover the door closed and Daniel waiting outside. "Aww, c'mon!" He pleaded, beginning to do a potty dance.
"You go ahead, I already wet myself," Daniel said to him, showing the dark patch on his pajamas.
"P-P-Percy? You out there?" Benjamin asked from inside the bathroom.
"Yes, are you almost done in there?" Percy asked frantically.
"I'm t-t-t-trying!" Benjamin whimpered. He'd had a lot of poop in him and made a stink of the bathroom, and his messy diaper practically mocked him from where it laid on the floor. This also reminded him that he had not brought any new diapers in with him.
"What's going on out here?" Another kit's voice then came. Pierre then joined Daniel and Percy outside, seeing the line for the bathroom. "Since you babies both use diapers, would you mind letting the big kid use the bathroom next?" He grumbled at them.
"W-wait your turn!" Percy protested, trying to keep holding his bladder. But then it let go, and he began to release into his already-soaked diaper.
Seeing the familiar look of his brother wetting himself, Pierre smirked. "Baby."
Percy was finally fed up with him. "Who are you calling a baby, when you wear good nites to bed?" he yelled.
Daniel saw Pierre go pale in his ears. "I-I-no I don't!" he denied.
"Yes you do, I saw them in the drawer of your dresser! We share a room, remember?" Percy countered.
"Th-those were yours! I've never worn a good nite!" Pierre continued denying.
"So if I pull down your pants, we won't see you wearing one?" Percy asked.
"N-no, and get away from my pants, you little perv!" Pierre growled at his brother, backing away from him.
Distracted by Percy, Pierre did not notice Daniel sneaking up behind him. The bear suddenly gripped Pierre's pajama pants and yanked them down. "Yoink!"
Pierre's pants came down to his knees, revealing a puffy blue good nite with a superhero on the front. "Wow, you were right, Percy," Daniel grinned.
"Get away from me!" Pierre jumped away, pulling his pants back up, "What's the matter with you?"
"What's the matter with me? What's the matter with you! You tease us for wetting the bed, but you do it too!"
"I don't anymore! I - Dad makes me wear these because Percy does too!" Pierre scrambled for an alternate explanation.
"He doesn't, you're lying!" Percy countered, "You wet the bed last week! You thought I was asleep, but I wasn't! I saw you changing!"
Pierre blushed hard at his brother's accusation and tried to counterargue, but then Daniel put a paw on his shoulder. "It's okay, Pierre. We're not gonna tease you."
Pierre froze. "You're... not?"
"Rule number one, remember?" Daniel said, "No teasing about wearing diapers, that's what your dad said."
"Oh. Uhh... thanks." Pierre said, surprised. After figuring out this secret, he had figured the two would tease him until the end of time.
Just then the door to the master bedroom opened, and Peter came out dressed in his pajamas and bathrobe. "Good morning, boys," he greeted them.
"Dad? Can I use your bathroom? Please?" Pierre asked, beginning to squirm as his need to pee grew.
Peter looked at Percy and Daniel, who both had dark pee stains on their pajamas, and nodded. Pierre took off for his father's bathroom. Peter then quietly knocked on the bathroom door. "Benjamin? You okay in there?" He asked softly.
"Y-y-yes sir," Benjamin mumbled, "C-can you get my backpack? I didn't bring any diapers with me."
"Alright." Peter nodded, and he went and got Benjamin and Daniel's backpacks. He passed Benjamin his backpack through the door, then he led Percy and Daniel to Percy's room to get them changed.
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Once all the cubs were finally cleaned up and dressed, Peter led them to the kitchen. "Alright boys, we have a few choices for breakfast," Peter announced as the four sat down, "There's cereal, there's porridge, some strawberries and yoghurt, or I could make you some nice avocado toast."
"Can I have bacon and eggs, Dad?" Pierre asked.
"Sorry Pierre, I can't serve that," Peter responded.
"But I want bacon and eggs..." Pierre said in a low growl.
"But that stuff's not good for Percy..." Peter started his familiar argument.
"IT'S ALWAYS ABOUT PERCY!" Pierre yelled, "Percy this, Percy that, I'm sick of it!"
Peter was shocked at his son's sudden outburst. "Pierre, please! Percy is sick, I'm just trying to keep him healthy- "
"I know! I'm sorry he's sick and has to wear those stupid diapers and eat bland food, but why do I have to suffer too? Why can't I have something good like bacon and eggs for breakfast instead of that nasty avocado toast?"
Benjamin and Daniel gasped and looked to Peter. The older panther's shoulders slumped.
"I'm sorry, but I don't want us to make Percy feel bad by eating that stuff in front of him, he feels bad enough already! And not to mention, I'd like to keep you healthy, too- "
"But I am healthy!" Pierre insisted, "I don't have high blood pressure! If anything is gonna give me high blood pressure, it's watching Percy get all the attention while I have to shut up and eat healthy food just because he does!"
"Now listen here, you little..." Peter growled, finally reaching his breaking point.
"Daddy, Pierre, STOP!" Percy stepped between them. He was panting hard, and his face was flushed and sweaty. Peter and Pierre stopped fighting immediately, sudden concern overriding whatever else they felt. "Percy - sit down, quick!" Peter sat his son down on a chair before he fainted to the floor.
"P-Pierre's right, Daddy," Percy breathed, trying to calm down. "He - he shouldn't have to eat what I eat. Make him bacon and eggs, please! My friends, too! I promise I won't get jealous!"
"Percy, the whole point of this sleepover was to help you feel better..." Peter started.
"Seeing you and Pierre fight makes me feel a lot worse than seeing you eat bacon and eggs would!" Percy pointed out, "I really miss eating bacon and eggs and pizza and popcorn and all that stuff, but I know I can't have it now. You guys all eat what you want, PLEASE!"
As he watched his youngest son panting and slowly calming down, Peter slowly realized that Percy was right. Pierre and the other boys weren't on special diets, and he couldn't make them eat what Percy had to eat forever. Not to mention he, Peter, greatly missed enjoying foods like pizza and bacon and eggs as well. "Okay son, you're right," he sighed. "Pierre, I'll make you bacon and eggs. Benji and Daniel, you too?"
Benjamin and Daniel looked at Percy, and Percy gave a tiny nod of consent. "Yes sir," the two both nodded.
Peter went to the stove, started heating up a pan and started looking through the fridge for the things he needed. While his back was turned Pierre leaned over to Percy and tapped his shoulder. "Thanks." He whispered.
"It's okay," Percy whispered back, his breathing starting to return to normal. And then Pierre did something that actually shocked his little brother: he leaned over and gave him a hug. A surprised Percy hugged him back, and then Benjamin and Daniel got off their chairs and joined in. And once Peter turned around and saw them, he hugged them all as well.
