Nero woke up in the large bed instantly realizing Stehen wasn't embracing him as the bear usually was every morning. The large male's absence served to put a disappointed frown on his face. Then there was that other feeling he'd been starting to get more accustomed to, what many bed wetters felt every morning. Cold, clammy and squishy. The pink pull-up was soaked between his thighs, and it wasn't the first one. 

It had been three days since he fell asleep after daddy coerced him into trying on a pair of the protective underwear. He was put down for a nap and woke up wet soon after. It was at that moment Nero decided Stephen was right, the pull-ups were what he needed. No one with a rational mind could ever deny that. So  every night following that, he stepped into the trainers his sugar daddy (now rapidly becoming a more paternal daddy) held  open for his girly boy. It was becoming routine for Stephen to pull them up over his hips and kiss his bunny goodnight with soothing pats on his padded rear. Nero was starting to like it to the point he almost felt eager to be cared for at bed time.

"Sigh" Nero removed the covers and sat up on the edge of the bed, soon looking down at his discolored butterfly printed pull-up. Swollen it was, with his pee he couldn't hold through the night like a toddler. He wished Stephen were there to hug him and call him sweeti-buns, he wanted the reassurance that he couldn't help it.

As he thought about that and the way the bear made him feel about his bed wetting, he had absentmindedly placed his paw of the front of his padding and pressed. A chill went up his spine as his cock pushed against the cold wet cotton prison in response. Nero was rock hard in a matter of seconds and it didn't take much thought to continue rubbing the wet pull-up against his cock to fulfill his delight

He was already wet and his mind was telling him he might as well beat off that morning wood and enjoy himself. Hence why he was now leaning back supported by his right hand while his left squished and rubbed the padding against his eager crotch. It made him shiver and moan as some fluid squished out and trickled over his member . "I-uuhnh, oh god~" He huffed and closed his eyes whilst panting up at the ceiling. If it felt this good, he wondered how much better a freshly wet pull-up would feel.

Suddenly a familiar large paw shoved the horny bunny all the way on his back, causing him to let out a surprised squeak and open his eyes to look at Stephen blushing. "What's the matter little bunny? You have a daddy to help you out with this problem"

He said those words and at the same time had Nero's head rolling back as his bear paw pressed and rubbed that drenched padding "Soaked this morning to hmm?" the daddy figure asked, giving his dick a squeeze through the layering with an audible squish.

Nero's breath became quicker, his slender stomach heaving up and down while he squirmed a bit and at some point stuck his tumb in his mouth. At the time he was too focused on Daddy rubbing him off with his own piss soaked training pants, he hadn't the time to realize his thumb was already wet from a night of nursing on it. The bunny was falling into the bear's trap and never realized it.

A whining from the smaller male joined the noise of his squishy padding as suddenly the bear's paw paid off, pushing him to climax. Nero moved his hips moaning as he shot his cum into the front of his training pants, the thick substance making the material slip and slide against his twitching shuddering cock until the spurts of seed stopped.

After that occurrence Nero lay on his back panting, nearly paying no mind when he felt his legs being moved around and lifted before his wet and now cum soaked trainers were carefully yanked away from his behind and pulled  off from his feet.

Cold air hit his genitals and made him shiver like anyone might in his predicament. Next the bear wiped him down front and back with a newly introduced feature to Nero's gradually changing life.
"Are those baby wipes?" He asked while picking his head up to look between his legs at Stephen.

"Yeah, I figured you wouldn't want to take a shower every morning you wake up wet" Stephen replied in a way that casualized the situation at hand. Nero was being programmed to put up little resistance, but still there were many aspects of being treated like a toddler that made him blush red as a cherry.

"Well... You're right. I do hate showering every morning.  But I think I can do that part" Nero claimed sitting up "You do enough for me as it is, y'know? I'm starting to feel spoiled" The bunny smiled up at his bear daddy and Stephen was actually quick to relinquish control with his own smile. What was the harm in giving Nero a false perception that he was in control? After all, it would be fitting for today. For today was the third phase.

The bear left Nero with the pack of wipes and the bunny finished the job while standing up, then used a second wipe to clean off his hands.
He strode over to his dresser and today decided to be more discreet, picking out a pair of purple panties and black jeans with a skeleton rib cage tshirt.

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"Yeesh... that's the only shirt of yours I hate" Stephen commented on his attire as he was joined in the living room by the fully dressed lapine. 

"Yeah well... I hate blue jeans and you wear them every day" Nero shot back with a smirk pulling at his lips"

This is normally how they were around each other, poking fun and teasing one another. They hadn't gotten to do this much lately what with Nero settling into wetting himself at night. He would usually be mopy all day and timid. Only difference was now, he was getting used to the bedwetting. He was beginning to accept it as an inevitable part of every night. Nero didn't realize this was because Stephen fed him hypnotic suggestions in his sleep, programming him to wander far away from worry and to always trust in his daddy.

"I'm going into town and I didn't have time to cook breakfast" Stephen cut the shenanigans short as he stood up from the couch "I know how awful you are at cooking, so if you want something to eat... y'better come with me"

Nero chuckled because it was true and they both knew it. He couldn't cook worth a damn and Stephen jokingly chided him for being a terrible housewife because of it. "Alright, I don't want to eat my cooking. Even I know its a fate worse than death" They both looked at each other and laughed before Nero spoke up again.

"I'll meet you out in the car" He exclaimed and literally hopped up the stairs. Stephen shook his head and walked out, grabbing his keys for the car. It was a near forty minute trip into town and he knew the bunny was getting his portable gaming system, as he tended to get bored easy.

Nero came bounding out soon after the blue car's engine roared to life and the bear wasn't surprised to see his suspicion true. He had not only his system, but a small armful of game boxes too.

"You need to learn how to choose what you really want" The ursine commented with the vehicle beginning to move back and around a corner. "We're not getting to Wendels to have you look at the menu all day"

"Oh come on, that only happened one time... and I was high" The bunny said smiling sheepishly at the male driving next to him. "heheh, I mean okay. Yeah, I'll start thinking on that order"

Stephen sighed and shook his head, continuing down the road while Nero started up his game. He would soon be immersed in that hand held virtual world, not paying any mind to the things in his surrounding area. He could tune out the bear's music he often thought boring. The older male was forty five after all, so their tastes were bridged apart.

The two traveled for a good twenty minutes down a stretch of highway in the country, farm land to the left and to the right. This is why Nero would become bored and easily miserable. There was nothing to see out here, and that made a trip last forever. He would swear traveling a road like this for eternity would be his own personal Hell.

Stephen caught the bunny fidget out of the corner of his eye and quickly put focus back on the road. He knew by this time his bunny's bladder was becoming uncomfortable. But Nero would think of himself as big enough to hold it. It might be uncomfortable, but he was awake. There was no reason he couldn't hold it!

Only there was, and it was all because of the bear who was more dastardly than Nero could imagine. He'd never think Stephen was drugging his food and feeding him hypnotic mp3 tracks that made him lose bladder control at night. He would never think Stephen had that package of pull-ups hidden in his car long before he started wetting the bed. At this stage Nero was beginning to accept his daddy's "Accidents happen" for a good enough reason.

They hit a pothole. Not a big one, but enough to give Nero a jolt and gasp as he was ripped out of the virtual world. But no later than that something else happened before he could yell his usual curse after being disturbed.

 A sound rose up. It was the trickling of fluid as the damn in his bladder became too critical to hold the flood back. Nero sat up straight, eyes wide with a deep blush on his face at the warm pee soaking his pants and the seat beneath his butt. He was wetting during the day...
It was mortifying as he sat there unable to do nothing but finish what he started.

It wasn't long after that the bear realized what happened thanks to the scent of urine filling up the car. "That's alright, we'll go back home and I'll take care of everything" Stephen spoke and reached over to pet the bunny's floppy ears and down his back, the lapine soon leaning against  his daddy.

"I-I guess... I should wear 'em in the day too, huh?" The whimpering smaller male clung to the larger one in need of his attention and affection.

Stephen was surprised to hear Nero propose the idea of day time training pants, but he couldn't deny that's what his goal was after this third phase. 

"I'm fraid so, sweetie-buns" Daddy said his pet name, luring him further into contentment with growing incontinence. "But only daddy will know, just like night time"