The New Baby Dragon
An Adult BabyFur to Regression Story 
A Naughty Foon Writing
Started 5/4/2014
Finished  9/20/2014

The New Baby Dragon

Part One: Meetings

	Roan a large foxtaur yawned and stretched out his large lower body as he woke up from a long restful night. Like most taurs his bed was simply a large cushion laid down on the floor and covered with layers of soft blankets. After his morning routine of going to the bathroom, spending two hours in the shower, and getting a large breakfast the large taur sat in front of his custom made table. With his large semi opposable lower paws he turned on his large computer. “I wonder if I got any messages yet.” He blushed as he waited for the machine to boot up. Finally the desktop appeared and straight away Roan clicked the icon marked FoxFire_Extreme. His home page loaded and right off the bat the big fox was smiling. He had three messages in his inbox. The first two turned out to be spam for clothing that he as a taur would never be able to wear. The third however was an email from a website he frequented quite often. Smiling he clicked the link leading to his profile page and eagerly wagged his tail. It had been a long time since someone had messaged him on DaddyCare.com.  Happily he clicked it and smiled big as he read the message.

Ummm hello, Daddy Taur I’m Diapered_Dragon and I um um would like you to be my daddy. 

The taur sat back and thought about just deleting the message. It seemed it was from another wannabe baby. Just another pretender looking for a quick session, ending with him doing some rather unbabish things. As he was about to press the trash button, he decided to at least give the dragon’s profile a quick glance. Sitting back on his haunches the large hybrid foxtaur smiled as he scanned the dragon’s page. It was unremarkably different than any of the other baby pages on the site for the lack of one thing. There was a lack of flirty pictures or even mention of adult things. Just a few baby pictures of a handsome dragon and a short list of activities he was interested in. An impish grin crossed the big taur’s muzzle as he read deeper into the dragon’s background information. As it turned out he was located only a couple of miles away.  His paws flew over the keyboard as he typed a response

Hello Diapered_Dragon. I would like to get to know a bit more before I decide to be your daddy. Would you like to meet me in person?

The large taur pressed send and leaned back. Both his hearts fluttering wildly as he stared at the screen. His last meeting was over three years ago, a cute grey and blue foxcoon with the brightest lavender eyes. Sadly it turned out he only wanted to be a baby for a short time, so he grew up. Thinking back only on the happy times with his last little baby Roan stood up slowly making his way to an expansive closet that was almost as big as a normal bedroom. The old dusty sliding doors creaked as the taur slid them open. Battering aside a thick layer of silky cobwebs he flicked on the old light and dug around neatly folded baby clothes till he found an old cardboard box. Smiling softly to himself he lifted the box up and retreated from the lonely closet. Settling in front of his computer again the taur carefully opened the box. Hidden deep inside was his treasures, a large pacifier, a plain white bib, and several thick diapers. He pulled out the paci and ran his paw over it longingly. After a few moments of being lost in past happiness he set the precious object down.

Beep

“Hmm?” Roan nearly fainted there on his screen was message back. Taking his time he read the note. Smiling happily he sent a response back and powered down the computer. Tomorrow is going to be great he thought to himself as he started to gather what he would need. He started with his side packs, filling them with his wallet, a large sitting blanket, and the pacifier. Next he padded his way to the living room, the poor room had been neglected over the years. It had an old dusty book shelf, a rug, and not much of anything else. Whistling to himself the big fox started to dust and clean-up his home in hope of having a new visitor soon. Several hours later he flopped on the now clean floor and yawned. After a good night’s rest Roan headed out, a happy spring in his step. On his back was his side bags. For the occasion he had chosen to wear the rarely used taur pants and a matching shirt. His hearts beat wildly as he worked his way through the city till he found the park, where he would meet his new hopeful baby.

“Now where could he be?” Roan muttered to himself as he padded through rustling trees and neatly trimmed bushes. Just as the big canine was about to turn around and head home, his normally puffy tail slack and lifeless with disappointment, he spotted a twenty-something year old dragon leaning against a tree. The young adult was shifting back and forth in a nervous fashion. It was very clear this was the dragon he had been exchanging messages with. Taking a deep breath he padded forward and calmly approached the younger male. “Hello Deven is it?”

The dragon jumped up, a faint crinkle emanating from his tan slacks. His large wings flared a bit as he hovered in spot out of reflex. When he was calm enough to land back down he blushed a deep crimson under his scales. “Umm hello, you are Roan right?” He curled his tail around himself shyly as he looked at the large foxtaur.

“Yes I am. Its nice to meet you little one.” Roan gave the young drake a smile as he studied the dragon he hoped would soon be his little hatchling. The dragon had a well built chest and muscular arms but overly so. All in all he was a very attractive male, just the type the big foxtaur would go for if he was the dating type. His gaze drifted down from the dragon’s chest to his pants, the loose slacks just barely hiding the outline of a thick diaper. Looking back up he admired Deven’s long horns, cute snout, and bright eyes. Indeed he thought to himself, this one will be a very cute baby.

Deven relaxed a bit, now he knew the stranger wasn’t going to make fun of his wrinkled butt. To look a moment to give his possible daddy a good look over. The double fox was clad in a fluffy blanket of pure white fur. His lower body was shaped like a very large nonev vulpine. The real difference was connected to wear a norm fox would have its head Roan had a normal fur’s upper body. What surprised the young dragon most was the taur’s bottom rear was covered. Of the few taurs he had seen in the city, all of them had their lower body in the buff. He blushed a little remembering they had been fully exposed down there. He looked up into the warm smile of the larger male and felt strangely comfortable with this fox. 

“So um what do you want to do now?” Deven asked a bit curiously. He had fully prepared himself for a no show so hadn’t brought anything with him to do. His gaze kept going back to the two large saddle bags on Roan’s back. He hoped that if the fox had brought something it wasn’t too embarrassing.

“Well I thought we could hang out here in the park and get to know each other a little bit.” He sat under the tree Deven had been leaning on and murred softly, enjoying the cool shade it provided. Deven followed suite and smiled as he snuggled close to Roan’s large flank. the dragon blushed softly as the fox-taur smelled faintly of pine, not the overbearing pine of floor cleaner but that of an arctic forest.  

“May I ask you something Roan?” Deven blushed softly as being so close to the large vulpine made him feel very little again.
“Sure ask anything. I’m an open book.” Roan looked down warmly at the dragon imagining the adult shrinking down till he was just a tiny little newborn.

“Well um was wondering what yeah have in sacks.” The dragon was curious but didn’t want to offend the large fox.

“Hehe I’m so glad you asked.” He blushed softly. “If you would be so kind to open them. Its a real pain in the butt for my to reach back and do it.” He shifted position giving the dragon easy access to the right bag.

Deven nodded as he lifted the side bag’s buckle and flap. Inside he found a large blanket, a small cloth bag, and to make him blush an empty bottle. He laid the blanket out under the tree and set the cloth bag on it. He hid the bottle behind the bag so no passerby would see it and opened the other large bag. Inside this he found a small lunch box and another cloth bag. He laid them out on the blanket and looked back at Roan in a mix curiosity and embarrassment. “Okies all done”

Roan smiled as he rolled over and patted the blanket covered ground. “Sit and we can continue getting to know each other.” Deven sat across from the taur with his back to the sidewalk. “Lets see do you have a job?”

Deven shooked his head and blushed. “Nah not really my parents left me a small portion of their treasure hoard. I’ve got my own place but don’t get out much.” Shyly he looked at the two bags on the blankets trying not to move in a way that made his diaper crinkle too loudly. Roan nodded as he reached over to open the smaller of the two bags.

“So you are alone pretty much of the time?” Roan asked as he tipped the bag upside down. Deven blushed and nodded yes as he watched baby toys spill out onto the blanket. Among the small squishy blocks and plastic keys was a small plush fox. On it’s back was two small wings, on its head two little plush horns, and its tail had a big poof of fur. Squealing softly the dragon grabbed and hugged the soft toy tightly.

The big taur smiled happily as he opened the other bag setting a jar of mashed peas, a spoon, and a small bag of cookies next to the toys. Afterwards he took and filled the empty bottle with apple juice from the lunch and set it out for the big hatchling. From the lunchbox he took a sandwich and laid it out for himself. “Oh? You like the foxdraggie plushie?” He effortlessly popped the lid to the baby food and patted the blanket next to him. 

“Yeshies I dos” Deven slipped into cub speak without meaning too as he blushed at seeing the baby food. “Peas ickies I no wanna eats dem.” He puffed out his chest and pouted. The big taur just smiled and pulled the big baby closer.

“Now now lil one keep fussing and I just may have to spank you right here in the park.” The fussing adult baby meeped at the threat and passively sat still as Roan scooped a bit of the horrible mushed peas on the spoon. He opened his muzzle accepting the bitter food begrudgingly. Several minutes of fussy feeding later and Roan handed the bottle of apple juice to the dragon. “See that wasn’t too bad now was it?” He offered the big cub a cookie.

Deven gulped a little as he sipped at the juice. This was a lot more embarrassing than he had thought it would. Already he was speaking like he was five, drinking from a bottle, and to make matters worse he felt his diaper was a bit damp. This was a bit much he thought as he nibbled on the offered chocolatey cookie. Before he could speak again, could feel himself falling backwards. As he looked up he saw the face Roan staring down at him and it was getting closer and closer. Epping he wiggled as his tight shirt was lifted up exposing his tan colored belly scales. 

“Here I come lil baby!!!!” Roan rumbled as he started to blow loud raspberries on the vulnerable dragon belly. Deven’s soft blue eyes widened as he start to writhe around.

“No No AH HAHAHHA STOPIES STOPIES PWEASE!!!! IT TICKLES!!!!!!!” Deven gasped and wiggled under the white taur. Roan kept blowing and teasing the big hatchling till both collapsed to the blanket completely out of breath. He wiped a tear from his eyes as he panted to catch his breath. Once he had recovered enough he noticed the sun was getting dangerously low in the sky. Sitting up he clutched his new favorite toy and shyly looked at Roan, who now was busy nomming on his almost forgotten sandwich.

“Errr I probably should get home......” blushing Deven down at his feet before continuing “Daddy.” He tugged his shirt back into place and looked around glad the park had remained empty other than the two of them. He shyly looked up at the sky as Roan started to pack up the day’s activities. Switching, into grownup mode, Deven started to help pack the blanket back into one of the side bags. The two each worked in silence as they each reflected on the day’s activities. With everything fully packed away Roan turned to the blushing dragon.

“Before you go I want to have these...” The large arctic fox held out the fox-dragon plush and a pacifier. Deven looked at them and blushed softly. Reaching for the plush toy he epped as the pacifier was unexpectedly pushed into his muzzle. Sucking on it as he clinged to the plush tightly, Deven looked up into the eyes of the arctic fox taur. Roan gave the cute paci sucking cub a pat on the head. “Dang, you are sure cute. When you are ready to see me again just go ahead and send me a message ok?”

Nodding Deven started to pull the pacifier out of his muzzle. That was till Roan’s large paw stopped it. “Nope, I want you to head all the way home with it in ok?” As Deven stood there blushing furiously, Roan’s sensitive nose picked up on the faint traces of the dragon’s diaper. ‘I must remember to stock up on some more diapers,’ he thought as Deven gave him a tight hug then started to fly home.

Part 2: Regression

Deven was blushing deeply under his green and tan scales as he finally landed at the entrance to his cave. ‘That was really nice. Nice, but very embarrassing.’  The dragon thought as he worked his way past the stalagmite filled passage leading into his inner sanctum. Still sucking on the large soother he headed straight for his bed. His cave was littered with all manners of shiny objects, but his bed was the shiniest. It was made out of a large pile of gold, silver, and gems. The perfect resting spot for an adolescent dragon. Coins clinked as the dragon flopped on top of them and started to undress. Blushing he felt the front of his wet diaper, he had been enjoying the time with Roan he hadn’t noticed that the diaper was dangerously close to leaking. Laying back he quickly changed into a fresh clean diaper and rolled over clutching the plush fox dragon close to his chest.

‘He seems like a nice daddy and I really had a good time today.’ He thought as he curled sucking on the pacifier that hadn’t left his mouth since it was placed there. ‘Definitely better than some of those other daddies that just want naughty fun. I wish I could be his baby forever.’ Happily Deven imagined himself as a tiny hatchling being held by the strong and nice smelling taur. He drifted off to sleep happily, lost in dreams of a second childhood. As he slept the soothing device in his muzzle hummed and pulsed, creating a soft glow around the slumbering dragon. 

‘Yawn!’ Deven’s mouth opened wide, letting the pacifier drop to the pile of coins under him. After rubbing his eyes he looked down in puzzlement. Some how his tightly placed diaper had become loose. What was the most strange thing about it was that the tapes were still tightly strapped to the front of his diaper. Sighing softly he placed a paw inside glad to find the padding was still dry. ‘Good just need to reset the diaper,’ he thought as he laid back down. Reaching down the dragon pulled the sticky velcro tabs free. With the front free, he pulled the plain white diaper nice and snug against his crotch. He taped the front extra tight just in case then and patted the padding happily before getting up for the day. Noticing, right away the paci had fallen out sometime during the night he looked around his coin bed till he found it. It was glowing faintly and had a comfortable warmth as he picked it up. Feeling a strange calmness wash over him as he picked the glowing soother, Deven plopped it right back into its proper place in his muzzle. For some reason it just felt right to the dragon as he went about getting ready for the day. 

‘Strange?’ He thought as he looked at himself in the mirror. ‘I’m definitely shorter than before,’ ran through his mind as he cleaned his scales and reached for his clothes. The shirt and pants certainly were larger than last night. As he puzzled over the strangeness he headed over to his computer and turned it on. Blushing he started to think of spending the rest of his life being the comforting fox. “Yes I do!” He proclaimed out loud as he brought up the program to message Roan. He quickly sent a message and leaned back thinking on how his life would change if Roan accepted. Quickly he jumped up and started to pack everything he would need to take, several packages of thick diapers, his special bottle, the plush, some clothes, and lastly a large bag filled with coins and gems. Blushing he looked around the cave that had been his home ever since he left his parent’s nest.

Roan yawned and began the day with some stretches, like he did every morning. After his morning work out the fox taur headed to the shower. After a quick shampoo he dried off. As he headed back to the living room he let himself think back on last night. The dragon certainly seemed like he was ready to be his baby. Perhaps a bit shy and easy to embarrass. ‘I hope he is enjoying my present.” Roan thought as he sat down at his computer. Just as sure he would, there was a message waiting for him.

Daddy Taur, can we meet again? I really enjoyed the park yesterday. Just like you asked I kept the paci in all the way home and all night. Though something strange happened when I woke up that I want to talk to you about. Other than that can I stay a couple days with you to really be sure?

Roan leaned back, his muzzle open in a wide grin as his heavy tail wagged in great joy. ‘He really wants to stay with me. Oh, this means I got a lot of cleaning to do!” He thought as he started to type back.
Deven nervously shifted as he waited for the daddy taur to write back. It wasn’t a very long wait till he saw the notification of a new message. Rapidly, he pressed the link to opened it and began to read.

Hello lil Deven. I had a good time as well. Yes I would like to have you over at my place for a few days.

‘I hope its more than that,’ Deven blushed thinking to himself as he continued to read. The rest of the message was simply directions to the taur’s house, what to bring with, and a few ideas of things to do. Happily he shut down his computer and started to head out of his cave. One advantage of being a dragon was nobody would dare enter his cave, so his shiny treasures would be safe for a long time. He gave his home one last look and shouldered the bag before starting to fly off.

Roan ran around the house making sure everything was nice and clean, as well as baby proofed. It had been a very long time since he had a guest. By the time he had everything just right there was a knock on the door. Smoothing out his fur Roan took a deep breath and opened the door. There standing there was Deven. Smiling, he ushered the dragon inside and closed the door. Right away he was happy to see that the paci was still in the large cub’s muzzle. He took the dragon’s bag and set in a corner as he tsked tsked.

“Well welcome home my little baby.” Roan looked the dragon over. He did look a bit different than last night. The green and tan wings were smaller, he was a bit shorter, and his clothes didn’t seem to fit right. “OK, first rule of being a baby is proper attire.”

Deven blushed beet red as he let the big fox pull off his too large shirt and ill-fitting pants. He stood there blushing just in his plain white diaper. “I... I wanted to ask you about dah paci.” Deven spoke softly as he pulled the glowing object out of his muzzle. Roan smiled softly as he took it out of the big cub’s paw.

“Oh this?” He pretended to look it over. “Its a special thing. It has the power to make your wildest dreams come true.” Deven nodded and blushed even more. “It was made for my dream but sadly it only works when someone shares the same dreams as I do.”
Deven gulped as he stood in his nappers. ‘Shared the same dream?’ He questioned himself as he looked back at the big fox. ‘What could his dream be?’ The dragon wondered. It didn’t take long for him to find out as he was swept up by the big fox’s upper arms and carried off to where a large playpen was set up. “Oh!!!” He exclaimed a little too loudly as he was laid down in the center of the large ring. 

Roan, give the big baby a tummy rub be heading out of the pen. Before he left he turned around locked the pen. “OK, be good lil one. Daddy has to go get you some proper clothes.” 

Deven nodded as his large daddy padded off. Blushing he looked around the pen finding a small stack of squishy blocks, a toy piano, and a ring stacking game. Really feeling cubbish he decided to try something he only ever done in a roleplay before. As he started to play with and stack the blocks he grabbed one and started to chew on it. It felt nice but wasn’t quite the same as the pacifier. ‘Still it was rather fun,’ he thought as he looked up to see his daddy had returned. In the fox’s paws was a new diaper and some other changing supplies. Blushing he looked down and poked his still dry diaper. “Changies?” He asked in his best baby speak.

“Yes little one, that plain diaper doesn't suit you.” He showed the big hatchling a diaper, its front was blue with little dragons laying on clouds. Blushing he laid down as Roan opened the gate and started to untape his diaper. Fully naked he covered his face as he felt the cool air of his daddy’s home waft over his privates. He felt as the fox’s warm paws lifted his legs up and start to wash his butt with warm rag. His legs were then spread open as a light touch over his privates sent shivers up his spine. He half expected something naughty to happen but was surprised as the rag just cleaned and a crinkly diaper was slide under his tush. He watched as the big fox lightly sprinkled baby powder over his privates then as the diaper front was pulled nice and tight. Finally it was tapped up and his belly was attacked.

“EPPPPPP!!!” Deven shrieked in surprise as his tummy was assaulted by kiss after kiss. Wiggling he squealed happily as his daddy tickled and showered his baby with love. Weakly he tried to push the big fox off as he looked around for his paci. The pen and his daddy really looked bigger now as he found the pacifier waiting for him by the block. Daddy smiled and sat up looking down.

“Awws, they get little so fast.” He chuckled as the big baby no longer was so big as he once was. Instead of twenty something the cute dragon looked like he belonged in high school. Roan know it would only be a day or two before the pacifier stored enough of the dragon’s life to let the little guy start all over from scratch. No memories, all of them stored just in case inside the pacifier. He sat next to his cub as he let the dragon suck on his paci and get used to getting younger and younger.

“Ish smaller again?” Deven asked as he sat in front of the toy piano and clumsily played with the keys. He smiled as he kept playing not even caring as the song he was trying to play was more noise than music. The teen baby smiled and giggled happily as he mashed the keys. 

“Thats right lil one.” Roan stated as watched the happy dragon play. After a few minutes he got up and looked down at the teen baby. “Daddy will be right back, its time to start lunch.” Deven nodded as he followed with his eyes the big fox head off to the kitchen. When he was out of sight Deven laid back and smiled, ‘This wasn’t so bad.’ He mused as he looked over at his bag. Roan had gone through it and only looked half surprised at the treasure. He had set the fox-dragon inside the pen for his baby to play with. Smiling the dragon crawled over to the plushie and curled up for a much needed nap.
When he woke he found that he was laying in a large crib, next to him was his plushy and a full baby bottle. Blushing he rolled over and grabbed the bottle, noticing his paws were once again much smaller. While drinking he took the opportunity to look around the room. The walls were painted a soft blue with little clouds. On the clouds were happy little babies. There was a raccoon, a fox and much to his surprise a little green and tan dragon. Gulping down the cool milk he looked over the crib bars to see his shinies in a small pile at one corner of the room. To the other side was a large playmate complete with soft baby cars. At the center of the room was the largest teddy bear he had ever seen.

“Oh I see my baby is up.” Roan appeared at the door and smiled as he bent down giving the diaper a light pat. “Ohhh someone is a stinky baby.” He giggled and picked the now five year old dragon under the armpits.

“Ish nots!” Deven protested and wiggled as he was laid on the floor and changed swiftly. As his daddy started to set a new clean diaper the dragon started to suck his thumb. There was something important he wanted to tell his daddy, but for some reason he just couldn’t remember. All it seemed he wanted to do now was get smaller and smaller. The dragon started to whine in frustration at not being able to remember, that is till the big taur set the paci right into his muzzle.

“There there little one, this will make it better.” Deven started to suck and relax, a soothing calmness over taking his cranky mood. “Now, what should we do my little draggy?” Playing his part as a baby, Deven just cooed softly as his daddy thought of something to do. Smiling he hit on an idea rather quickly. “Would you like to go to the zoo?” Deven squealed and clapped his paws nodding happily. “OK then little mister lets make sure you are ready.” He patted the kid’s tush and nodded. “Safety diaper check, hmm we seem to missing a pair of shorts and a shirt.” He lifted his little dragon up and set him on his back. Deven epped and clung tightly to the fox-taur’s as the headed off to Roan’s large closet. Once inside the fox set his little one on the floor and started to look through various outfits till he found one that would fit the five year old. Quickly the dragon was dressed and another thing was checked off the list. Daddy Roan next took his baby out to the kitchen and started to prepare the kit a couple bottles and a jar of baby food.

Deven watched as his daddy reached down offering the little dragon a cookie. Not one to refuse such a treat the cub grabbed the cookie and traded his paci for the cookie. As he stood there chewing the sugary snack, he held his plushy in the other paw. Soon daddy finished and placed lunch into a bag. “Ok I think we just need one more thing then we can go.” He set the bagged lunch, along with a fresh pack of diapers into the side bags he always wore out. Lastly he opened the coat closet and pulled out a small booster seat. Smiling he strapped the little cub in the strapped to his back right between the side bags. “There we go off to the zoo little one.”

Roan trotted off with his cub on his back. By the time he reached the zoo’s entrance poor little Deven was sleeping. Daddy paid for the tickets and walked inside. “Hey Hey we are here little one.” 

The little dragon yawned cutely, his pink tongue sticking out as he rubbed his eyes. “Wions?” He asked looking around looking for the big cats.

“Sure we can go see the lions, tigers, otters, and even bears if you want to.” The little dragon nodded and pointed to where a large lion laid in the shade of a tree. “OK OK we’ll start with the lion.”

Deven clapped his paws as they approached the enclosure. Happily he watched as the lion yawned showing giant teeth. Tugging on Roan’s fur the cub signaled he wanted to look at something else now. Roan just let the little dragon tug as he started to walk. He turned right when the dragon pulled with his right paw. After a little bit of walking they stopped in front of the otter pool. The playful water-dogs were diving in and out of their pool, splashing each other. After watching the playful non-evs a bit Deven’s stomach started to rumble.

“Hungwy daddy!” Roan smiled as he walked over to a shady area under a tree. He turned around unlocking his little dragon out of the booster seat and setting the hungry tyke down. Fishing around in the side bag, Roan produced a bottle of milk and pulled the little dragon close. Scooping Deven up with his large forepaws Roan held the rubber tip of the bottle to the cubs muzzle. Soon after the dragon was happily sucking down the creamy milk. After greedily guzzling three of the four bottles that had been packed, Deven yawned. Roan set the sleepy kit back into the booster seat and latched him in. He carried the little dragon home and laid him down in the playpen. While Deven slept Roan started up a bath of warm water. 

“Hey lil sleepy head, it is bath time.” Roan spoke softly as he lifted the little dragon. Deven yawned and rubbed his eyes.

“Bwaff?” The five year year old asked in a sleepy fog. Daddy Roan smiled as he nodded. 

“Yes my adorable little hatchling.” Roan smiled as he lifted the cub’s shirt to a big raspberry on his little tummy.

“EHH HAHAHA!” The little dragon wiggled and laughed as Roan set up for another raspberry. “Daddy! TOPPY! Twickles!”

Roan chuckled as he stopped and tugged the cub’s shirt and pants off. “Ok then lets get you all washed up.” Deven wiggled as his diaper damped from wetting as he was tickled, was removed. The naked dragon wiggled as he was put into the warm water. 

“Ok Deven, want to play with some toys?” Deven splashed in the water as he nodded. Happily he he took the rubber duck and toy boat his daddy set in the water and started play an amusing game of Ducky Submarine. Roan let his little one play for a bit as he started to lather up a soft washcloth with soap.

“Close your eyes little one.” Roan said as he started to scrub the dirty little dragon with the cloth. Once Deven was covered in suds Roan dumped a bucket of warm water over his child.

“Cwean?” Deven sputtered as he wiped the water out of his eyes. The dragon watched as his daddy pulled the plug on the bathtub. Giggling the cub splashed as the water was sucked down the hole.

“Lets get you all nice and dry little one.” Deven squeaked cutely as he was wrapped up in a large fluffy towel. Cooing softly the little tyke snuggled into it as his daddy started to dry him. Once the wet dragon was nice and dry, Roan carried him to the bedroom. He laid the little one on the floor and set a new diaper on the kit. After the thick padding was firmly in place the taur slipped the dragon into a onesie and picked the cub out.

“Awwws sweepy time aweady?” Deven pouted slightly as he was laid in his crib. Daddy Roan nodded and scooted the Kit’s plush fox-dragon up close. He bent down giving the yawning dragon a kiss on the forehead. As he left he heard the cub whisper, “I wuv you daddy...” ,a yawn and then “I wish I could be wike this forever.”

Roan just smiled as he closed the door, leaving just a little creak so the hallway light would leak in. “I love you to my lil Deven.” He whispered back as he padded off to his room to sleep for the night.

Part 3: A Father and His Hatchling

Dawn brought new excitement for Roan the arctic fox-taur. It was day three since he meet a blushing dragon named Deven. Thier first meeting at the park went well. Perhaps just a bit embarrassing for adult dragon but he had a good enough time to accept Roan’s gift. The gift, a large paci had only one purpose, to fulfill both their dreams. Getting up he stretched out his large body, working out the kinks of sleeping on the floor. With his morning exercise complete the large taur worked his way to his baby’s room. 

The little dragon was curled up happily sucking his them as he clutched tightly to his plushy. The pacifier had worked its magic once again overnight as dragon had lost almost 5 more years. The little tyke was barely a hatchling for real. Roan wrinkled his nose as he smelled the inevitable poopy diaper. He gently picked up the still sleeping dragon hatchling and untangled the fox-dragon. 

“My my such a little stinker you are aren’t you?” Roan spoke softly as not to wake the cub as he unbuttoned the leg flap of the onsie. Quickly he got the messy padding off the kit. Just as he started to wipe the dragon’s tush Deven woke up. 

“Gah?” The baby asked curious as what the big fox was doing. Drooling as babies do he watched as his daddy wiped over his front then sprinkled a thick coating of baby powder. Deven sneezed then giggled. His daddy’s muzzle was covered in the powder, making his fur even more white. Roan smiled set  a brand new tiny daiper the wiped his face clean.

“What should we do today lil one?” Roan asked as he picked up the tiny dragon. 

“Goobah!” Deven exclaimed excitedly as he was carried into the living room. The fox nodded as he pondered the baby’s word. 

“Hmmm?” Roan puzzled as he set the baby in the pen.

“Goobah!!” Deven exclaimed again as he laid on his belly. The little hatchling was too small to even crawl. However he stared at the object he desired. “GOOBAH!”

Roan followed the gaze of the little baby as the little tyke shouted out his word again. Finally he figured out what Deven wanted. He reached into the pen and handed the little baby one of the soft chew rings. “There we go.”

Deven cooed and nommed on the ring happily as he played with a soft block. He could barely lift the toy but was having fun rolling it around in front of him. Roan watched the baby play for a while then set about to his daily tasks. Over the next few hours the baby was changed and fed several times. Roan played a game of peekaboo that had the little hatchling rolling on the ground giggling.

By the time bedtime rolled around both daddy and baby were very tired. Daddy set his cub in his crib and smiled. This was going to work out greatly. The last thing he did after giving the baby a kiss was set the glowing magical paci into Deven’s sleeping muzzle. “Good night my forever baby.” He whispered as he headed off for a good night’s rest. The only sound was the soft hum of the pacifier making sure the little dragon stayed a cute lil baby for as long as they both wished.