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I yawned softly and opened my eyes trying to ignore the feelings that were still hammering at my soul like a hammer at a forge. My lawyer had brought up a lot of good points when he'd said that my life was a mess, but the truth was even worse than he'd imagined. My sister had died in an accident, that much was true, what he didn't know was that the accident that she'd been in had been intentional. She'd taken her own life rather than suffer the abuse of our father for even one day more. He'd not only emotionally abused me, but also abused her in a manner which made her feel used, dirty, befouled with soil that would never come clean.

"Awake I see," I heard a soft male voice say from above me and I opened my eyes again to look up. I was surprised to see my lawyer looking down at me with a gentle smile on his face. "Welcome back to what you were before your life was ripped apart." He said before reaching down, towards me with arms that looked like they belonged on a giant.

"What happened? Where am I?" I asked as he got his, huge, hands on me and lifted me up with barely a hint of effort.

He laughed and smiled, "We're the same place we were two hours ago, just your perspective has change a little bit." He said before stepping in front of a mirror. The body that I'd seen floating in the tank was now... mine with one notable exception, wrapped around my waist was... a pull-up.

"Why am I wearing that? What happened to my old body?" I asked trying to tear my eyes away from what I was seeing in front of me.

"You're wearing that because most clients who come through here and take a new body take some time to learn to get used to it, and one aspect of that is learning how to control their bodies." The doctor from before said before Jack, my lawyer, added,

"I also think that they look really cute on you. In fact, if you're comfortable in them we might just keep them. Also from this point on I'm not really your lawyer... I'm your new caretaker. Ever since I first met you when you were fourteen I could see that you weren't really suited to what you were. Now your body matches what I see in your eyes." He said before turning me around in his arms and hugging me tightly while patting my seat with a hand.

I shivered, though his hug and the pats were sending comforting feelings to my head. "Please I just wanna go home." I said trying to ignore some of the feelings that I was getting. I didn't want to be this vulnerable and unable to care for myself.

"We are going home, as soon as the doctor has checked and made sure that the procedure took properly, but so far I think all signs are that it did and that you are properly in control." He replied looking at the doctor who I knew was already scanning me with a device.

"He looks good. His toilet training should come back in a few days, though I would say that he does look adorable in that pull-up. From what I can see here everything is good, it will take him some time to get used to this body, but from what you've given me, he has plenty of that. Nice working with you Jack. Guess you're going to keep this one for yourself, I can see it in your eyes." I heard the doctor say.

"You got that right Reg, ever since I first met him when he was fourteen something about him spoke to me, I don't know why but my heart has always ached when I've seen the trapped look in his eyes."

I leaned against Jack and rested with my ear against his chest, I could hear the steady thump of his heart, smell the slight tinge of his cologne and feel his hand as it gently patted the padding on my bottom under my new tail.

Humans didn't have a tail, but now I did and it felt strange to have the fuzzy new appendage attached to my bottom.

After talking for a few more minutes about technical details of what they had done to me Jack turned to leave, pausing for a moment. "Doc, I was considering letting him decide wether to maintain his toilet training or not, but..."

"Now that you're here holding him in your arms you aren't really sure if that is the best plan or not."

I looked up to see Jack nod. "I mean I know it would ease my workload when it comes to taking care of him, but on the other hand I don't think I'd really mind if he didn't use the toilet... It would be one less thing for him to worry about."

I softly spoke up, not sure if I was allowed to speak at all, though my words were a bit muddled due to my new mouth structure. "Uh Jack? Can I say something?"

He looked down at me and smiled, "Of course you can kitten."

"Uh, well I don't remember ever being in these things before, I was potty trained pretty early and my big sister was the one with issues at night. That's why dad treated her the way he did, I don' want that to happen to..."

"Daren you don't have to worry about that at all, I would never do something like that to you, or any child for that matter." He told me while he gently ran his fingers through the soft fur around my ears. He paused for a moment and then nodded slightly before turning around "Reg you've got the other type of underwear here?"

"Of course, I do, I don't have to use them very often, but I do have them if you want them."

I yelped softly as Jack laid me down on my back on what I assumed was a cot and tugged softly on the pull-up that I had on. "Jack I wanna be trained again, I don'..."

"Relax Daren, this isn't going to hurt you, and I think that it's going to help you relax and allow you to finally put the past behind you." He said with a soft twinkle in his eyes before a cool, damp, wipe caressed my bottom and around my privates. "I am not that thing that would torture his own children when they clearly can't help it."

I found that the way that he was treating me left me with somewhat conflicted emotions. On the one hand the aspect of finally having somebody who seemed to care about me and wasn't worried about if I had accidents or not was deeply comforting, while on the other I still wasn't sure about it. I didn't want to become a burden and eventually be thrown away when the novelty of taking care of me wore off.

While I tried to come to terms with the feelings in my head Jack finished the process of getting me into the thicker garment and picked me up. "There that's better, and you're right Reg. This does look even better on him that that pull-up did."

"Jack you should know by now to trust my judgement on these things. After all I've been doing this longer than you have."

"Yes, you have, and for the most part you've managed to build a fairly successful enterprise out of it." Jack conceded softly. "The person across the street from my house recently had it done to her daughter, poor girl was deeply depressed, and now..."

"Yes, I remember, I mean I understand that gothic is a thing, but that girl took it to extremes and it was affecting her day to day living. Her mother was deeply worried that sooner or later she was going to wake up one morning and find her daughter had done something drastic and permanent."

Jack nodded while softly patting my bottom, in my new thicker underwear the pats seemed softer and even more comforting than they had been before. "I wasn't really worried about Daren doing something like that, indeed I was more worried that he'd end up in prison or get killed out there doing something dangerous and foolish."

"Right he's been your client for years, hasn't he? How did he ever manage to afford you?"

"Reg the first time I met him I was a public defender, before I'd really established myself, and ever since then I've done my best to represent him in court whenever he's gotten into trouble with the law. I don't really know why but there's something in this cub here that has always called out to me."

The doctor nodded slightly, "You realized that there was more to him than what other people were seeing right?"

"Precisely, I could see in his eyes a little boy that was so hurting and confused about the world he was living in that he didn't know what way to turn."

I opened my mouth to protest that assessment but then closed it as I rested against Jack's chest as I recalled the Judge telling me that this was my last chance to make something of myself that wasn't criminal. I hated being called a criminal, it wasn't what I'd ever wanted to be when I was a kid. Then again, I doubt anybody really sets out to be a criminal when they are a kid.

"You ready to go home Daren?" Jack asked, his question snapped me out of my self-contemplation.

I looked up into his green eyes and nodded softly, "Uh huh Jack. I wanna go home, but can I have more than jus' a diaper please?" I asked him. I was going to try my best not to use it, but it was probably better safe than sorry.

He looked down at me and smiled, "I guess that would probably be a good idea wouldn't it kitten?"

"Uh huh." I conceded. "I really would rather use the toilet, but if I am gonna be stuck wearing one of these things I'd rather not show it off to the entire world."

Jack nodded and then set me back down on my foot-paws before he walked over to a backpack that was leaning against one of the tables. "I was prepared kitten. Now let's see what we have..." He mused out loud while searching through the bag. I took the chance that he'd given me, to try out my balance and walking ability.

It was a challenge, but I enjoyed it, though I did fall on my padded bottom more than once as I tried to get used to my new gait.

"Ah here we go," Jack said pulling a small blue t-shirt from the bag before turning and then smiling at me as wobbled my way towards him. "That's a boy, good job." He commented with a smile on his face, and in his eyes.

I looked up at him and tried to smile back, though my tail, and ears moved more than my mouth did. "I wanna walk again as soon as I can." I told him.

"I can see that," He answered smoothly before leaning back on his heels and waiting for me to reach him.

When I finally did reach him I sat down, once more on my padded bottom and panted softly as my legs were already complaining about the short distance that I'd covered. "Why are my legs so weak Jack?"

He looked up at the doctor before the doctor crouched down beside us. "Daren the reason that you are panting and your legs are tired already is because your new body had never had to do this before. Like any newborn cub your muscles have never been used for moving around, so they are a little weak right now, though if what I just saw here is any indication you should be up and about within the month."

I looked down as I digested the new information before nodded and putting my arms up so that Jack could slip the t-shirt down my torso. It didn't quite manage to even reach the waistband of my diaper and I found myself whining softly. "Pants please?"

Both Jack and the doctor nodded before Jack brought a long pair of denim shorts out of his bag. "These look okay kitten?"

I looked at them for a moment before nodded and letting Jack slip them up my legs and over the diaper before buttoning up the tail-button. "Thank you, Jack, I like these, an' they hide my uh... underwear from the rest of world."

Jack and the doctor simply smiled before Jack slung the backpack on his back before picking me up and heading for the door. "Reg should I come by next week so you can check him out?"

"Yes, I was about to mention that. How does Friday at 10 sound to you? Or do you have to work that day?"

Jack chuckled, "That sounds perfect Reg." He said before heading to the door. "I will talk to you then Reg, for now I think that both Daren and I would like to go home and get settled in."

"Of course, Jack, now you take care and drive safely you hear." The doctor said before the door closed behind us.