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Brotherly Love: Day 3: School Embarrassment

Brotherly Love: Day 4: Mischievous Planning
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Keywords male 1115022, female 1004790, pokemon 175413, feline 139161, raccoon 34088, otter 33642, diapers 19337, crossdressing 17306, humiliation 11305, chastity 8179, school 8155, umbreon 6994, wetting 6624, violence 4032, vulpix 3970, messing 2507, zorua 2208
“Wakie, wakie little ones” Katie said as she peeked into the tent in James’s room. “Time to get ready for school, it’s 6 o’ clock.”

Once Katie had gone back down stairs to cook up some pancakes, the 4 boys crawled out of the tent and got themselves stretched. Once they got themselves all stretched out and fully woken up they got to getting dressed for the day. Fred dressed himself in a plain red T-shirt and shorts while Andrew wore a sky-blue T-shirt with a picture of a Master Ball on it and shorts. Once the two boys got themselves dressed, Fred made his way over to his backpack that was still by the door.

“Now then, let’s get you two dressed up for the day. Go ahead and get out of those pajamas” Fred said as he held up a bright yellow top with sunflowers on it with a matching skirt and a smaller red top with apples on it with a matching skirt also.

“Do we really have to wear those” James asked as he and Justin stood at the end of the bed in nothing but their diapers that were, unknowingly to them, wet.

“Yup and it looks like you two need a change” Fred chuckled.

“What!?” Justin and James exclaimed looking down at themselves and realizing that Fred was right.

“Come on” Fred said as he led the two diapered boys into the hallway and over to the bathroom to get them changed.

Once Fred had got them changed and into some fresh pink day-time diapers so that they could walk around easier with the consequence of being extremely crinkly whenever they moved. Much to James’s and Justin’s liking Fred had taken the butt-plugs out of their tail-holes, but gave them fair warning that due to the laxatives of last night that they were almost guaranteed to mess themselves at school today; which made them both terrified. Once they were done Fred led them back into James’s room to get them dressed, Justin in the yellow dress and James in the red one, and then down stairs to eat.

“Hey there cuties” Katie said as she came in balancing three more plates of pancakes.

“Moooooom, do Justin and I really have to wear this to school? Everyone is going to bully us at school” James whined. “And what’s up with the diapers and laxatives? We’re gunna be totally mortified and shunned if we have to . . . you know.”

“Well you’ve seemed to be so up-tight and grumpy recently this past month all over nothing and so I thought I would teach you a lesson” Katie replied. “And don’t worry if the laxatives kick in, I’ve called the school nurse and told him that you two got a virus and that you will be needing them for the next 3 days or so.”

“You mean we’re stuck like this for three whole day!?” James shot back. “What type of lesson are you trying to teach us!? We’re gunna get bullied all the way back to tim-buck-two and back!?”

“I figured if you’re gunna be grouchy and grumpy for no reason, then you might as well have a reason to be grouchy and grumpy” Katie said, crossing her arms in front of her.

“But what about me?” Justin said.

“Jasmine’s demand” Fred replied flatly with a grin.

“Figures” Justin mumbled.

“Well come on you three and eat up” Katie said as she set the plates down on the table. “You guys got a big day ahead of you.”

They all ate in silence for about 10 minutes before getting their backpacks and heading out the door to walk to school. James was grateful that he had the smarts to skip a grade back in Elementary School so that he and Justin could endure their humiliation together for the next 3 days with him as a freshman and Justin as a junior. It was about a 15 minute walk to school which allowed the two boys to get somewhat comfortable walking in public dressed as they were and with all the loud crinkling from their diapers. They had been passed up by some classmates driving past them whom honked their horns and laughed at them as they drove by, as well as some other fellow classmates who gave them weird stares and snickered at an intersection while they waited for the walk symbol.

“God I just want this day to end” James said to himself.

“Don’t worry. At least we got P.E. together 6th period” Justin said putting a paw on James’s shoulder. “We’ll be able to support each other then.”

“Maybe” came Jasmine’s voice from behind.

“Hey Jasmine” Justin said turning around to see her and Fred chuckling and taking pictures on their cell phones.

“Is that really necessary?” James asked trying to hide his face.

When the walk signal lit-up, Jasmine grabbed Justin by the paw while Fred draped his arm around James and they continued their walk to school. By the time they got to school, news of them had already spread all around school and everyone was yelling embarrassing comments at the two boys. As they walked into school, Jasmine kept her grip on Justin’s paw and Fred held James closer to try and reassure him that no one was going to beat him up, at least not now anyways. When the bell rang, the four of them had to go their separate ways to their respective first periods.

As the day went on, Justin and James were constantly bullied during the passing periods and even by some of their own teachers. They were shoved into lockers, books pushed out of their hands, punched in the gut, and teased. By the time lunch came around after 4th period, the four cubs had all gathered together out by the main quad in the school to see how each one of them was doing. Not to Fred and Jasmine’s surprised, both Justin and James were bruised up and their self-esteem lowered considerably.

“Hey there hun” Jasmine said, giving Justin a big affectionate hug. “How are doing so far?”

“Oh I’m  just fabulous princess” Justin said angrily sarcastic

“And what about you little one” Fred asked James.

“Not any better” James replied. “As if being teased and called a nerd all year wasn’t enough, now I have this to deal with.”

“So any of you need a change yet?” Jasmine asked.

“I do” James said, blushing furiously and holding onto one of  his tails. “I wet myself in 2nd period”

“Same here but it was in 3rd period for me” Justin said.

“Well that’s nothing too serious” Fred said. How about we all head to the cafeteria to get something to eat and then head over to the nurses office so you too don’t get a rash?”

“Fine” Justine and James said in unison.

Along the way Justin and James were constantly teased and called names such as “freaks”, “fags”, “sissies”, “babies”, and others. Once they managed to get their lunch, the four cubs headed back to the quad and sat down in the grass under a tree. While they ate, the four cubs talked about what their plans were for the summer as well as how they wanted to celebrate the last day of school on Wednesday since it was a minimum day. Everything was going fine until about 10 minutes later when both Justin and James had a sudden pain in their stomach, a pain that they wished they wouldn’t feel until they got home.

“Fuck” Justin said clenching his stomach. “I gotta take a crap.”

“Same here” James said also clenching his stomach.

“I advise you just let loose because postponing it won’t make it any better” Fred said.

“But the Nurses Office is half way across campus” James whined.

“If you want I could always spray you two with perfume” Jasmine offered.

“Guess that’s gunna have to do because I can’t hold it anymore” Justin said as he repositioned himself so he was on his knees and relaxed; shortly followed by James.

As Justin and James loaded their diapers up in the middle of the quad, which was luckily unoccupied for the most part at the time, Jasmine and Fred took some more embarrassing photos of them on their phones. When the two boys were finally done humiliating themselves, Jasmine went ahead and pulled out a bottle of perfume from her bag and sprayed Justin and James from head to toe. Once finished eating, they threw away their trash and headed towards the Nurses Office, which to Justin and James, felt like a thousand-mile walk. Luckily though the perfume did the trick to hide the odor and they managed to make it to the Nurses Office with only having to deal with snickering, staring, and other various forms of teasing from fellow school mates. When they entered the Nurse’s Office they saw an older male raccoon sitting behind the desk finishing up some paper work.

“Hello Nurse Thompson” Fred said as they closed the door behind them.”

“Why hello there Freddy-boy” Nurse Thompson replied in a somewhat feminine tone, “and please, you know there’s no need for formalities, you can call me by my first name, hehe.”

“Sure thing Jesse” Fred said with a grin.

 “You know each other?” Justin asked curiously.”Outside of school that is.”

“Yup. Lil Freddy here is my next door neighbor” Jesse said as he got up and tussled Fred’s head fur.

“Hey cut it out,” Fred giggled, “I’m not little anymore.”

“Suuuure,” Jesse chuckled. “Now then, let’s get down to business shall we. I do believe that there are two very cute, but very stinky cubs that are need of changing.”

As Jesse got up from his desk to get the changing supplies that Jasmine and Fred had dropped off earlier in the day, Justin and James were led over to the bed in the office. Once they laid down on the bed, Fred and Jasmine sat next by them on chairs rubbing their bellies. Jesse returned shortly after holding two pink diapers with floral designs, baby powder, and baby oil. Justin was the first to get changed as Jesse pulled up his desk chair to the bed and proceeded to change Justin’s messy diaper. Jesse chuckled at seeing the boy in a chastity device as he rubbed in the oil in a teasing manner before powdering and tapping up Justin’s fresh diaper. After doing the same for James he gave them both a Tootsie Pop before patting their rear ends out the door. It was close to the end of lunch so the four cubs decided to part ways and head to their 5th period classes.

After 5th period was over with it was time for what would be Justin and James’s worst hour of the day, Physical Education. As both Justin and James made their way into the locker room they were meet with fierce harassment being heavily shoved up against  the lockers, punched, and hit with various sporting balls that the cubs had in their lockers such as basketballs, soccer balls, and a couple footballs. When the pair finally made it to their own lockers, which luckily for them were side-by-side, Fred was there waiting for them already dressed in his P.E. clothes.

“Hey there gals, ready for a work out,” Fred asked.

“Not really,” Justin replied.

“Ya, me neither. I just want Thursday to hurry up and come so we can get out of these stupid diapers,” James added.

“Well we’ll see about that depending on how well you two behave,” Fred grinned, “Now hurry up and get dressed.”

Once the two were dressed in their P.E. gear they followed Fred out into the Field where they sat down for the teachers to take attendance. Once attendance was taken the cubs were given a list of various activities that they could choose to participate in for the day such as flag football, soccer, baseball, and jogging laps on the track. James and Justin decided to just jog for the period so that they could avoid as much trouble as possible while Fred decided that he’d go ahead and play soccer with some of his other friends. As Justin and James made their way up to the track they were yet again bombarded with harassment from their fellow classmates but by now they just learned to block it all out for the remaining hour of the day. It was awkward at first as Justin and James started jogging the track do to the extra padding between their legs but they both managed to find a certain pace that made it possible. As the minutes ticked by and the class coming to a close, the students were corralled back to the lockers to get back into their regular clothes.  Once the final bell rang for the day marking 3 o’ clock, Justin, James, and Fred all started making their way to the front of the school to meet up with Jasmine so they could all walk to James’s home together to do homework.

“Hey there boys,” Jasmine said waving them down.

“Hey there Jasmine,” the four boys said in unison.

“So how did P.E. go little ones,” Jasmine asked as they all started to make their way towards James’s house.

“Horrible, how else could it have gone,” Justin said.

“Exactly, and jogging didn’t help out at all,” James said pulling down on his skirt. “I wound up shitting myself again and pissed twice more.”

“And you buddy-boy,” Fred asked elbowing Justin.

“Same,” Justin replied.

“Well let’s get home quickly then so we can get our homework done and change you gals,” Jasmine said with a grin.

“Hey, just because you stuck us in dresses and sissy diapers doesn’t mean you can call us gals,” Justin shot back.

“Now now, watch your attitude there mister,” Jasmine said. “Don’t want to be stuck wearing diapers and chastity any longer than you want do ya?”

“No,” Justin mumbled.

“Good,” Jasmine said. “Now come on, we’re almost to James’s place.”

Once the four made it to James’s house they went straight up to his room where they began to do their homework. Jasmine and Fred decided that in order to motivate the boys to hurry with their homework that they would not get changed until everything was finished. This obviously did not make them happy, but with little room to argue and not wanting to be stuck in diapers any longer than they wanted to be they agreed. By the time they had all finished their home and Justin and James in fresh pink diapers, it was 5 o’ clock and both Jasmine and Fred decided that it was time for them to head home for dinner. Justin had decided to call his father to ask if he could stay over at his cousin’s house till Wednesday to which his father agreed and said that he’d be over after dinner to drop off some clothes. Once Justin had hung up with his dad Katie yelled from down stairs that dinner was ready.

“So, how was your day sweeties,” Katie asked the boys.

“Great, i got an A+ on my test today,” Andrew said excitedly.

“Very good honey, I think that calls for a special treat,” Katie said happily.

“Oh oh, can we get ice cream,” Andrew exclaimed.

“Sure, but not tonight sweetie. How about we go on Wednesday once I receive your report card,” Katie said.

“Okay, your gunna be super happy with it I bet,” Andrew said happily.

“I hope so,” Katie said with a smile. “So how about you two?”

“Dreadful,” they said in unison.

“Hey, it would have been worse if I hadn’t been nice enough to not give you two a full dose of laxatives,” Katie said with a grin.

“Thanks…I guess,” James mumbled

“I’m gunna go out on a limb here and say our food has more laxatives in it huh,” Justin said, ears laid back poking at his food with his fork.

“Yup,” Katie said with a grin, “Now eat up or I’ll make it worse.”

Once they were done eating and Justin’s father had dropped off his clothes, the boys headed up to James’s room to ply some video games before the night was over. After a few hours of playing Katie came up to tell the boys it was time for bed and to start shutting everything off. Once the game was off and controller stored away, she changed Justin and James into fresh extra thick pink diapers and helped them into their footed sleepers.

“Can I sleep in here mommy,” Andrew asked.

“Sure honey,” Katie said.

“Yay,” Andrew shouted in joy.

“Alright settle down now little one,” Katie said lifting him up and laying him in bed between Justin and James. “Sleep tight you three.”

“Night mom,” James and Andrew said together.

“Good night,” Katie said.

As Katie turned the light off and shut the door she decided that she would turn in early for the night as she headed towards her room. She walked over to the computer that was in the corner of her room. As she sat down she took out her camera from her purse and plugged it in to the computer. After downloading all the pictures and a couple videos from her camera to her computer she started scrolling through them, giving herself a pat on the back for learning how to remotely snap pictures and shoot videos with it via a app she found for her phone so that she could hide the camera somewhere in a room without the boys even knowing it was there.

“Hehe, they make such cute girls,” Katie said, giggling to herself. “Jasmine is gunna love these pictures of Justin.”

Once Katie sorted through all the images and emailed the ones of Justin to Jasmine she shut off her computer and went to bed.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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First in pool
Brotherly Love: Day 4: Mischievous Planning
Keywords
male 1,115,022, female 1,004,790, pokemon 175,413, feline 139,161, raccoon 34,088, otter 33,642, diapers 19,337, crossdressing 17,306, humiliation 11,305, chastity 8,179, school 8,155, umbreon 6,994, wetting 6,624, violence 4,032, vulpix 3,970, messing 2,507, zorua 2,208
Details
Type: Writing - Document
Published: 10 years, 2 months ago
Rating: Mature

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AnimeKidForever21
10 years, 2 months ago
I imagined something else in mind those two were doing when I read this.
Teisu
9 years, 3 months ago
wow... this story is going great so far! Those guys are really having a bad time >.< I hope everythings get better for them! (Gonna read part 4 sooner or later, this story had/have caught my attention! Owo
Diapergoten
6 years, 10 months ago
Sorry I liked most of the story but I think you went a bit to far with the mum being way to mean to send the boy to school like that especially since she was so nice at the beginning chapters
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