“Niko!”
        	“Huh?” Nikoli was distracted by the patterns of glistening tiles on the floor, because that’s how absolutely bored he was. He was lured on this trip to the mall with the promise that he could pick out a new plushy if he was a good boy, and, he’s here, and he’s been a good boy for what feels like forever!
        	“You have to keep your chin up Niko.” His mother raised his chin and held the collar of a dress shirt up to his neck. She tilted her head and squinted, sizing up the shirt and the little pink kitten behind it.
        	“Find a good size?” Niko’s father asked, appearing with the same shirt but presumably in a slightly different size that didn’t even look that different to Niko.
        	“I don’t know, I think we should try this one on.”
        	“Awww…” Niko whined, his ears flattening. That meant this store stop would be ultra-long.
        	“Sorry buddy,” Daddy pat his frowning son’s head. “We gotta make sure everything fits, you wanna look handsome right?”
        	“I guess.” He mumbled. “Are we still gonna look at the plushies?”
        	“I promise, but we gotta do a little more shopping first.”
        	 “Ok…” Niko replied despondently, he doubted it would be ‘a little.’ As his parents walked along he started to lag behind, a bit caught up in his thoughts. He didn’t understand why he even needed more clothes, he already has a ton at home! When he grows up, he’ll only shop for stuff he actually needs, like new plushies, and new games too! Oh, and probably food…but no veggies! And maybe some new underwear from time to time…n-not because the old ones got stained or anything but…just in case…and maybe some new pajama bottoms too…also just in c-oh.
        	Niko stopped. He felt just the lightest tinge in his tummy. He looked down…that came out of nowhere. Hmmmm…but it didn’t really hurt or anything. He’s probably fine. “Nikoli!” Mommy called after him.
        	 He scurried up to his parents, and his heart sank when he saw his mother ruffling through pairs of pants. “Am I gonna try those on too?” He asked with a frown.
        	 “Only a few, Niko.” And thus began the long, boring process of trying on clothes. Different sizes of the same exact thing, doing little struts back and forth so Mommy and Daddy can see if it fits right or something. All the while that little tinge in his belly started to grow stronger. The posing wasn’t helping either, Niko could feel the little sharp pains rise and shift each time he twisted for a turn or bent over. A boring mall trip and a tummy ache. Worst day ever. 
        	Niko sat in his underwear on the dressing room bench, his arms crossed over his belly and looking rather glum. The contrasting cold under him only made it more uncomfortable. “Aww…” Mommy pinched a pouty cheek, which only made him poutier. “This is the last pair, promise.”
        	It was the last pair, for that store at least, but Nikoli was still sad. They’re going to another store, there’s always another store, and his tummy’s situation was getting worse. A pressure was growing at the very bottom of his belly, along with an ominous added heat. This was officially more than just a tummy ache, that’s the characteristic burn of diarrhea. He’ll need a potty break soon and it won’t be pretty.
        	It made Niko antsy while waiting for his parents to pay for the shirt. He shivered against the bubbling and squeezing in his guts. He fiddled with his fingers trying in vain to distract himself. He couldn’t even remember what he ate to make his tummy so angry, all he had this morning was his favorite breakfast of pancakes, and those never betrayed him before. Maybe the milk was a little spoiled? Or maybe he’s allergic to shopping and this was the day his body had enough. Yes! That had to be it. He officially can’t go on shopping trips anymore…unless they’re shopping for toys. Just too bad really.
        	His tummy let out a low grumble with an added squeeze to get his attention back, making him stiffen up. Attention received. He wrapped his arms around his midsection, how long had they been standing at the register? He looked up at his parents making light talk with the cashier. He chuffed through his nose in frustration, grown-ups gotta do everything so slow! 
        	He thought of telling them he had to go to the bathroom, that’ll hurry them up, and it would be the big boy thing to do. Though, he didn’t really need to go, it wasn’t an emergency…yet? And from what he remembered from previous, um, near-misses, the bathrooms were pretty far. As much as he wanted to do anything other than shop, it would be un-big boy like to make them trek all the way across the mall and back for a mild urge that he could’ve held in. Plus, he didn’t really want to use a public bathroom either, especially not for the mess his tummy might make of the potty. He decided to just wait, then if he really had to go, he’d just let them know then. Simple, and big boy status still held.
        	Ooh. Niko jolted when the pressure in his stomach lifted with a gurgle. He looked down, wondering if he could see where that mean funk suddenly went to. Hmm. Well, guess he doesn’t have to go anymore. He smiled to himself, his big-boy prowess is really coming through!
        	 “You ready Niko?” Daddy asked with an outstretched paw. Yes! They’re done!
        	 “Yeah!” Of course, he was! Finally, they were out of the store and back into the lively mall corridor. It was like a breath of fresh air. For a moment, everything felt right with the world, but all that movement seemed to have reawakened his guts. Niko flinched as that pressure suddenly returned, and he clenched mid-stride to stop it from slipping out.
        	 “You Ok there, bud?” Daddy asked, feeling Niko’s little paw shake in his grip.
        	 “Yeah.” He nodded back a bit stilted. His back straightened while straining to keep that gas bubble at bay. He could feel it pushing and prying at his exit, getting awfully close to escaping. A blush grew on his cheeks, there were furs everywhere he looked, they’d all laugh at him if he let out a big, loud, stinky fart! Never mind how mad his parents might get at such an un-big boy act, he has to hold it in. His face scrunched as he squeezed his little tush as hard as he could. No, no, not here, not here! Ngnnn…ah…
	The bubble dissipated inside his colon while his tummy rumbled its discontent. He sighed letting some of that strain go. Whew…crisis averted. But it triggered his stomachache’s return. He silently whined to himself, this was truly the worst day ever. 
        	 And it looked like it was about to get worse. A feeling of dread washed over him as they entered another store, another hindrance to finally leaving. He whined a mewl. “I know buddy,” Daddy put a paw on his shoulder and leaned down to whisper. “Mommy’s such a slooooow shopper.”
	 “I heard that!” She snapped in mock offense. 
	Niko stayed didn’t have much to say through the usual picking through pairs of identical clothing and Mommy’s fussy discriminating between them. The contents of his stomach laid a constant fiery pressure on his bottom, he put all his focus on not letting it escape.
	 “Someone’s all quiet now,” Mommy said as she held up a pair of pants at Niko’s waist. “You Ok sweetie?”
	 “Uh-huh.” He nodded. His mouth contorted and he clenched as Mommy pressed the pants against his lower tummy. Her touches dangerously prodded a pocket of gas in his belly, prompting an eager gurgle.
	His parents chuckled. “Is that a little tummy I hear?” Daddy asked.
	 “You could’ve said you were hungry Niko.” Mommy said, patting his stomach. Niko pondered if this was the right moment to maybe ask for that bathroom trip. “We’ll go get something to eat right after trying these on, Ok?”
	 “Ok.” He said with a hopeful smile. The bathrooms are right next to the food court, he’ll be able to go soon! All he has to do is…try on more pants…uugggghhhhh.
	Niko found himself yet again semi-bottomless on a cold dressing room bench again, waiting for his parents to come back with another pair of pants to try on. His knees shook, he grinded his brief clad butt onto the frigid surface. Ooh, he could feel another fart pressing against his ring. He held his stomach and doubled over as it moaned for its release. Well…he’s by himself…if he lets it out really quiet…no one would ever know.
	His cheeks warmed up again considering such a rude, un-big boy action, but it just hurt too much. He stuffed his paws between his thighs and leaned to his side. He breathed out little huffs feeling that hot gas so roughly bulge his butthole out, threatening a loud explosive release. He did the gentlest pushes to try teasing it out…
	 “Found a good size!” Mommy announced as she suddenly whooshed back in the room. Niko flinched and clenched his rump back tight. The pressure that was just at a precipice of release flew right back inside him and made his stomach roar in anger. He mewled and held himself. “Niko? What’s wrong?” She asked, a paw cupping his face.
	“I-I have to go to the bathroom, Mommy.” He admitted, a red tinge on his face. It was the big boy thing to do, but it didn’t make him feel that way. A big boy probably wouldn’t be all shaky and whiny from a tummy ache.
	“Can you hold it sweetie?”
	“Uh-huh.” He nodded. His tummy really hurt, and he really wanted to fart, but it’s still not an emergency yet…right? Even if it was, he didn’t want to seem more like a whiny baby.
	“Do you think you could wait to try on this last pair?”
	“No.” Sometimes it can help to be a little bit of a baby.
	“Yes you can, I see that little smile!” Mommy leaned in to pinch his now giggly cheek. “But alright, we’ll just come back. You can go ahead and get dressed.”
	Just knowing they were taking a break from shopping made Niko feel a little bit better already. He stepped into the pants he originally wore and bent over to pull them up. But the moment he did, he felt a stab of pain from his angry compressed insides. Immediately, the bout of gas returned and raced through his colon to reduce the pressure. He could barely gasp before a hot wet blast burst through his rump with a loud FLLLRRRBRBRBRBT!
	 “Niko!” His mother yelled through paws over her mouth.
	 “Sorry, sorry!” He shrieked, his face deep red. He whipped back up and used both paws to help his tail fan the air from his backside, but it didn’t help much. Foul, humid air quickly engulfed the small room.
	 “O-oh my goodness…” Mommy sputtered through coughs, a paw clamped over her nose. “You really do have to go!”
	 “Did those fit? I found this pa-woah!” Daddy came in to present yet another identical pair of pants, only to choke on the smell of rotting eggs.
	 “Someone has to go potty.” Mommy said with a wry tone, muffled by the paw still on her nose.
	 “S-sorry.” Niko mumbled, shamefully buckling his pants. Though, for the moment at least, his tummy felt way better.
	 “Oh my god, that came out of you!?” Daddy asked, cough-laughing. “Good job!”
	 “Good job!?” His mother’s voice went high-pitch out of exasperation. “You boys are terrible!” She ended with a choking laugh of her own.
	Nikoli agreed with that last statement. Big boys, at least the ones who are also good boys, don’t do that in public! He took solace in that it at least didn’t happen in school. He’d be teased for the rest of his life!
	Suffice to say Niko was glad to leave the now fumigated dressing room. His parents took their time on the way to the bathrooms, after all Niko did say there was no emergency, though he was starting to have second thoughts. During just the short walk through the store to the exit a cramp started to brew. The kind of cramp that warned a potty a break was imminent regardless of if you were ready or not. The pressure at his bottom came pushing back hard ready to relieve it. Niko tensed, he couldn’t hold it back at their pace. He grit his teeth as a poot slipped out of him with a gentle pop, and whisped away unnoticed. He huffed an exhale, getting just a few seconds of relief before his stomach rumbled and bloated back up. 
        	He vocalized a tiny squeak as the next popcorn-poot slipped out of him. And another tiny mewl on the next, and the one after that, and after that. For the next minute or so, poot after greasy poot silently bubbled out of him on each step. The kitten kept his eyes on the floor as the stream continued, hoping nobody could smell it. The tiny toots were no longer relieving, the bloat in his stomach was constant and the cramping strengthened in waves. His walk gained a slight hunch and his tail cricked as it grew more intense.
        	Niko passed a strained glance up at his parents, they weren’t paying him any attention between their small talk. Augh, it’s pushing! He sucked in his cheeks and his stomach, trying his hardest to will it back, but he could feel his hole twitching. M-maybe if he just gave it a little push along, the resulting fart won’t be too loud? Ooh, he couldn’t take it! His steps rose to his tiptoes when the pangs reached a fever pitch. 
        	As he lifted his foot for another step it was all too easy, he barely even had to push for a massive FLLLURRRRP to thunder out of him. “Ah!” Niko froze in place and a paw pressed against his backside. His face flushed hearing all the gasps, all of the stopped conversations, knowing suddenly every eye was on him. It was almost drowned out by the searing pains in his raging guts, they screamed for him to keep pushing. He pressed his thighs together and faced the floor. Maybe if he tried hard enough, he’d completely disappear.
        	 “Come on sweetie, it’s Ok.” His mother said, patting his head. But no, it wasn’t Ok. Niko was already horrified that another loud, stinky, explosion happened in public, but to make the whole thing worse…the back of his undies was wet. When he smacked his paw against his butt, he felt a squish, and then the gentle drip of something hot and viscous slowly treading down his crack. He…h-he pooped himself…in public too! What a dumb, giant, stinky baby!
        	 “Y-yeah, i-it’s alright buddy,” Daddy stuttered in between what may have been laughter or coughing. Either way it didn’t help Niko feel better. “U-uh, b-better out than in, right?” Niko looked up at his parents through tears. He couldn’t let them find out about this accident, and he for sure couldn’t let the rest of it out right now, they’d stick him in diapers forever.
        	 “It’s Ok, it’s Ok.” Mommy kneeled to wipe his tears and give him a reassuring cheek kiss. “Come on, let’s hurry.”
        	 “O-Ok.” He nodded and took a deep breath to sniff back his tears. As Niko started his stilted walk once more, he was painfully aware of how his undies clung to his rump. It felt so grimy and stick, it’s gonna be a real mess when he makes it to the bathroom. He might even have to throw his undies away, some big boy he is… “Mmh!” Niko tripped when a sudden cramp rocked through him.
        	 “Need us to go slower?” Mommy asked, seeing Niko holding his stomach.
        	 “N-no.” He didn’t want to risk slowing down, even if his tummy didn’t like the faster pace. “Hoh…” He sighed when it shifted. The soiled fabric wedging further up his butt almost seemed to tease him. He could feel it on every urgent wink of his hole, reminding him an accident already occurred, just goading him to finish the job. Niko’s hips started to squirm at the thought, it would feel so, so good to just push the rest of it out. No more tummy ache, no more cramps and bloating, just one satisfying push could end it all in a nice sloppy blowout. Mmmm, he might not even have to push, at this rate all he needed to do was just squat and let it all rush and blast its way out. He might be diapered for the rest of his life, but gosh it would be worth it. He’d feel all warm and empty afterward…and his bowels seemed to agree.
        	 “Aaah, oh, oh!” Niko wailed. He stopped and clenched as hard as he could, arching his back as new waves of pain washed over him. He felt his dirty undies squish between his cheeks, soaking the greasy into his fur. During his messy daydream he didn’t consider all the eyes that surrounded him. His heart raced as that reality suddenly wasn’t as comforting.
        	 “Niko, Niko, look! There’s the bathroom!” Daddy said pointing the at the door that held his salvation. When did they even get here?! Perhaps Niko’s own ‘accident’ overpowered the smells of the surrounding food court. “Do you want me to come with you?” Niko only shook his head, straining too much to even speak. He didn’t want Daddy to be there while he tried to salvage his undies. “Go buddy, go!”
        	Nikoli grunted against the pangs and sucked his stomach before starting an all-out sprint to the bathroom. In that moment, he was invincible. Fueled by the adrenaline he was big boy beating the odds, beating his dirty undies to fulfill his big boy duties, he’s gonna make it! Well, through the door at least. The second he burst through, his stomach caught up to him. A heavy squeeze came down on his colon, he nearly fell over with his sudden stop. He had both paws holding his rump as he writhed in place. He could feel it. He could feel all of his heavy, watery, foul load bearing down on his exit. His hole twitched and puckered, greasy drips of ‘something’ seeped through and soaked into his already brown undies. 
        	Niko panted, his heart racing. He’s gonna burst in a matter of seconds but he didn’t dare open his legs for a run. Instead, he limped. He desperately dragged himself across the bathroom to the closest stall. Tears rolled down his cheeks, his trembling paw reached for the stall door, but it never made contact. He couldn’t move one more inch, it hurt too much. His legs threatened to give out on him as the most intense cramps tore through him again. More greasy drips of ‘something’ streamed down as Niko’s hold started to weaken. He whined, tensing every muscle in his body, scrunching his eyes closed and gritting his teeth to give him the strength just to step inside the stall…but it was too late. 
        	Like turning a faucet, that stream of liquid dung picked up pace. A second later, the full weight of his colon’s contents pushed down and forced his anus open. A loud wet BLLLLOOORRRRT exploded out of his backside, soft semi-liquid chunks flooded his underwear, followed by a near endless flow of hot runny mud that started down his thighs. 
        	Niko gasped, the sudden pressure relief made his legs give out. He sunk to the floor taking heavy breaths, leaning against the door of the stall he had placed so much hope in. That release, it was so big, it was so warm, it happened so…hard, it left him shaking. He spread his knees wider just to give the onslaught an easier way out and started pushing almost subconsciously.  “H-hah…” He moaned as wet farts continued to thunder and flarp through the mess in his pants, pushing more ‘waterfalls’ of brown fetid liquid down his pantlegs. 
        	His eyes rolled back, and a dreamy smile slowly grew on his face. Gosh, it all felt so good. His tummy ache was completely obliterated, his insides all had a pleasant warm buzz. He popped his thumb in his mouth and gnawed to stay grounded to reality. He kept pushing just make that feeling last, to feel the relief and gentle stretch of another fart or thick wet chunk. He sighed out loud around his thumb each time a push ended. Even when he was empty, he shivered with pleasure just to be able to flex his colon muscles after holding them back for so long. His big boy goals were quickly forgotten, his body finally got what it truly wanted. 
        	Niko stayed like that for a while, kneeled against the stall door while his body regained strength and the messy cushion in his pants started to lose warmth. How long had he been down there anyway? Mommy and Daddy are gonna be worried if he doesn’t…oh. When he moved his leg to stand up, he felt all the clumps his pants shift. His heart sank and his thumb fell from his open mouth. He…he didn’t make it.
        	He settled back to sit on the floor and flinched when he landed with a loud squish. All the mess still trapped in his underwear suddenly lodged in every crevice. It shot into the spaces of his crotch, coating his privates in warm, squishy, grimy waste. Sludge packed deep into his crack and into his formerly pink fur. He was scared to move, every little action shifted the mush further through his pants. But at the same time the steamy soft waste against his sensitive parts made him want to squirm. 
        	As Nikoli came back to reality so did his other senses. The absolutely putrid hot stench coming from his pants stung his nose. It made a shiver go up his spine and his eyes water, or maybe that was just the shame. He could hear all the concerned voices of grown-ups staring at the little kitten on the floor with a lumpy backside. 
        	The little baby kitten who couldn’t even make it an extra step into the bathroom stall. The dumb baby kitten who couldn’t even survive a single day with a little tummyache. The dumb stinky baby kitten who kinda liked pooping his pants. He’s gonna be shoved in a diaper for the rest of his life and he’s gonna deserve it, stupid, dumb, little, b-big b-baby…
        	Niko was so angry, so sad, so uncomfortable. It was too much, he couldn’t stop the tears. He sat there full-on sobbing, his body wracking with every heave and further squishing into his messy seat. He cried so hard his face went red, he truly was nothing but a helpless little baby wallowing in his accident. The thought of it, and how he could do nothing to stop it only made feel more deserved.
        	 “Niko?” Nikoli turned when a paw landed on his shoulder. Even through a vision blurred with tears he could recognize his father kneeled next to him. “Aww buddy, what happened?”
        	 “D-Da-Daddy!” He sobbed, holding his arms out. Daddy was gonna find out firsthand how big of a dumb stinky baby this little kitten was, but he didn’t care anymore. He needed a hug to heal his broken heart. 
        	 “Aww it’s Ok buddy…” Daddy pulled his poopy baby into a hug and rubbed his back. His embrace felt really good, so safe and kind after a day of harsh pains. For a moment his sobs calmed to whimpers, and his failure as a big boy didn’t seem so bad. Until Daddy picked him up that is, and globs of horrid brown sludge flowed down his pantleg and slapped onto the floor. A humiliating reminder of his accident, and right in front of Daddy too. He started bawling hard again, until Daddy sat him on the toilet seat and went to fetch him some new clothes, leaving Niko with his thumb for bittersweet comfort. At least in the stall, Niko could be a big baby where no one could see. 
        	Daddy took a while to come back. Long enough for the tears to dry and Niko’s head to clear. He cringed as he peeled off his ruined pants and underwear, it really wasn’t pretty. Absolutely no salvaging that, it’ll be the first pair Niko’s had to throw away since potty training. He pouted, some big boy he was… 
        	He took a deep breath to stop himself from crying again but coughed on the stench of his accident. Is it possible to be too much of a baby to even cry? While wiping his dripping legs with toilet paper, he tried to look on the bright side. His tummy didn’t hurt anymore, and he was brave enough to tell Mommy he had to go instead of having an accident at the store. That still counts for something…r-right?
        	A knock on his stall. “Niko?” Daddy’s back.
        	 “Yeah?”
        	He entered, a paw behind his back and an apologetic look on his face. Uh-oh. “I got some bad news buddy.”
        	 “H-huh?” Bad news? Nothing could ever be worse than what just occurred.
        	 “Well…you know how Mommy always plans for emergencies, and…she brought this.” From behind his back Daddy revealed a diaper.
        	 A part of Niko deep down felt kind of relieved to see that. The thought of putting on a new pair of underwear so soon made him uneasy. It felt too risky, what if he had another accident? He thought he was enough of a big boy to make accidents a thing of the past, but clearly not…and as much as he hated to admit it, the feeling of a nice soft diaper would be of much comfort right now. “Oh, Ok.” He said, a tiny smile rising on his face. 
        	 “But, we also couldn’t find you any new pants.” And Niko’s smile shattered, along with the rest of his heart. “There really just…wasn’t any in your size.”
        	 “I-I’m…g-gonna be n-naked?” Nikoli asked barely above a whisper.
        	 “Well, no. You got…this.” Daddy said, holding the diaper up. “I’m sorry buddy.” He ended with a sympathetic rub on Niko’s shoulder.
        	Niko’s lip trembled. That’s worse than being naked! “O-Ok.” He reached for the diaper that’ll seal his fate, but Daddy pulled away.
        	 “But, we gotta get you cleaned up first. And that means…”
        	 “M-means w-what?” Niko felt a sob in his throat again. What could be worse than this?
        	 “…I’m sorry buddy.” 
        	The changing table. That’s what was worse than everything. It was worse than the walk out of the stall where Niko’s stretched shirt was the only thing barely shielding his muddied bottom half from the public. 
        	He sniffled laying back on the unwelcoming hard surface, then spreading wide for every passersby to see his dirty bits. He was surprised to see he could still fit on it, guess he really is a baby… “I know buddy, I know…” Daddy said, wiping tears away. “I’ll try to be quick.” 
        	Niko flinched feeling the cold wet wipe scrub all over his most sensitive parts. In and out of his crack, underneath his balls, the short length of his shaft, and all the intimate spaces in between. He strained trying not to shake and took deep breaths to keep himself from sobbing again. He tried just staring at the ceiling, the judgmental glances of strangers at the former big boy were too painful. But even seeing Daddy in his field of vision, who was probably so disappointed in his regressed son, hurt just as much. Niko closed his eyes as more tears seeped through. 
        	 “Could you lift up a little?” With his eyes still shut, Niko raised his backside off the table, just long enough for Daddy to slip the diaper under. His flustered face went red hot thinking of how many strangers just saw his most private parts at eye level, or the diaper this ‘big boy’ was about to wear. “And…done. That wasn’t too bad, right?”
        	Niko opened his eyes to Daddy’s encouraging smile. He heard that familiar crinkle and felt the soft padding compress as he leaned up. He looked down and saw the white puffy bulge of the diaper staring back at him from between his thighs. Well, it didn’t feel as bad as moments ago at least. “Come on Niko, we’ll head straight back to the car, no stops.”
        	On just the short walk from through the hallway leading back to the food court, Niko was battered with weird looks and snickers. It hurt to see the faces of cubs younger than him light up when they saw a ‘big boy’ who apparently wasn’t potty trained yet. They probably felt extra proud heading to the bathrooms to prove how much bigger they were. And anyone who didn’t see him certainly heard the ‘crinkle-crinkle’ echoing through. 
        	Though that still may have been less shameful then locking eyes with Mommy in the food court. She smiled understandingly at her new ‘baby’, but Niko knew all the exasperated thoughts that must’ve been going through her head. And now the big baby was starting to cry again. “It’s Ok, it’s Ok…” She cooed, rubbing his head. 
        	 “Hey, at least it wasn’t in the car, right?” Daddy mentioned with a chuckle. It was a light tease at a certain prior incident. Remembering it made Niko’s heart sink further, his track record really does seem like one of a baby’s. He deserves this diaper…
        	 “And look, I got you something.” She placed a strawberry-lemonade slushie in Niko’s paws. He blinked, it’s his favorite drink. But…d-did a dumb baby like him deserve it? He felt conflicted, they were already walking again before he took his first sip in between sniffles. It made him feel a little guilty, but its sweetness helped to null his sour mood. 
        	It was a long walk through the mall, filled with gasps, giggles, and endless crinkling. A permanent scarlet stained his cheeks, but with each sip of his slushie, the frown on his muzzle disappeared little by little. Despite all the attention it brought him, wearing a diaper actually felt…nice. He really did like how soft it felt hugging his rump, the cozy cushy feel and satisfying crinkle on each step. It felt so familiar, so calming. If only he had some pants, he might’ve been even happier than when he had first walked into the mall. At least that way he’d still seem like a big boy to the giggling little cubs who passed by…
        	By the time they reached the exits Niko finished off the slushie. He tossed it into the trash with a satisfied sigh. If that was gonna be his first drink as a lifelong baby, then what a pleasant way to seal his fate. The thought of it even brought a giggle to his lips. Babies get free slushies whenever they want, but only if they’re good!
        	 “You feeling better Niko?” Mommy asked as she unlocked the car. 
        	 “Mhm-hmm.” Niko nodded with a suddenly stiff lip. He felt some shame being caught smiling with a diaper on, he’s not supposed to like it! Oh well, his parents already think of him as a baby, this will only confirm it.
        	Niko climbed in the car and felt his diaper squish when he sat. Mmmmm, he leaned side to side just to squish it some more, failing to hide his smile. He let his paws rest between his thighs, and only occasionally gave it squeeze. Ahhh, nice and soft…
        	…Ngnnn…hmmm…h-huh? Niko blinked. He looked out the window and saw they were on the highway. Oh…he must’ve fell asleep. Niko squished his diaper crotch with sleepy grin. So comfy…ow! Ow, ow, ow, ow! He slammed his thighs shut and pressed himself back against the seat. He had to pee so bad! This isn’t fair, he just woke up!
        	He silently whined, his bladder was packed so full it hurt to even lean up. His heart started to race, there’s no way he’s gonna make it home. Turns out he did deserve that slushie, what better punishment than a second accident to really rub it in. His felt the sting of tears in his eyes again weighing his options. He could cry to Mommy and Daddy, and end up wetting his diaper anyway, or, he could just wet now, and at feel a little bit less like a baby for the rest of the ride. 
        	Oooooh, he couldn’t hold it! He grit his teeth and crossed his legs as tight as he could, but the pressure was literally about to burst, looks like it’s option A! B-but, h-he doesn’t w-want to b-be a baby! He’s not a baby, he’s not a baby, he’s not a baby, he’s…n-not…hnnnnng…oh…ahhhhhhh…hoooo…he’s a baby…mmmmm. And for the second time today Niko felt that incredible relief wash over him and lift all that pressure away. Hot steamy urine flooded his crotch and absorbed into the diaper, he could feel it expand and gently squeeze his privates. The crotch of his diaper turned from its formerly clean white to a dull yellow hue. Well, it’s official, he’s baby, and it feels so good. 
        	Nikoli shifted in his now wet seat, feeling his sensitive boy parts brush around the hot squishy material. Mmfh, it made his toes curl. He peeked up front to his parents…seems they didn’t notice a thing. Surely, they won’t notice this either…he squeezed down on his crotch. Warm and moist on the outside, so hot…so sensitive, so wet on the inside. Urine oozed throughout his crotch on every squeeze, the diaper’s tender soaked membrane just rubbed and caressed his bits in the best ways. It made his knees shake and his heart race in a different way. He peaked up front again, he just had to feel inside…
        	Ah, just as hot and moist as he expected. Everything inside soft and plush…except for his budding length. He flinched, he had to bite his lip to stop from making sounds of pleasure just brushing his paw back and forth, covering his privates in a new sheen of hot steamy urine before exploring another part of himself. Gooooosh, his parents really are gonna diaper him for life after this one. Well, if that’s the case, he better learn to enjoy it…ah…ooh…