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The room they stepped into was a pink and white nursery with all the furniture and accoutrements one would expect to see. A crib stood against one wall, a changing table against the opposite next to a little pink and white dresser. White lacy curtains allowed light in from the windows. In one corner was a small collection of dolls in dresses near a bookshelf and a rocking chair. Between one of the windows and the crib was a walk-in closet stuffed full of frilly dresses in a veritable rainbow of colors. Andlat looked around the room with eyes wide with concern. What was the wolf planning? He did not like the look of this. Someone playing a joke would not go to these lengths.

"Someone looks like she loves her new nursery." Jack cooed, kissing the fox's cheek.

"Nuh-uh." Andlat muttered as the wolf carried him over to the changing table.

"Daddy can feel how excited his baby girl is." He replied, removing the towel and setting the fox down on the changing table's padded surface. Andlat glanced down, but he was not erect at all. The wolf had lied! "Hold still for Daddy while he gets you into your diaper."

"Diaper?"

"Yes, sweetie. Baby girls need diapers and we both know you're Daddy's baby girl." He chuckled, holding the fox down as he ran a strap across his chest to keep him from getting up. "I've said it enough today, haven't I?" Reaching under the changing table, he held up a pink diaper with fairies and butterflies on it. "Here's your baby vixen puffy panties! Is that a better name than diaper?"

"Not really!"

"Watch the tone, baby girl." Jack said, unfolding the diaper and lifting the fox's lower half to slip it under him. Enough was enough for Andlat though.

"I am not a baby girl!" He yelled, fighting against the strap that crossed his chest. He tried to kick his legs, but Jack held his ankles firmly in one paw. He gave the fox's raised bottom a few times. They were by no means the hardest he could spank the fox, but they were still pretty hard for a baby girl. The fox yelped, staring up at the wolf with newfound obedience. With a smile, Jack slipped a pink pacifier into the fox's mouth.

"I wouldn't recommend spitting that out, baby girl." He said, watching the fox closely. He lowered Andlat's bottom down onto the diaper and sprinkled powder into his fur. He lifted the diaper up between the fox's thighs, but stopped. "Who am I?" He asked, pointing at himself.

"Daddy." The fox mumbled into the pacifier.

"Attagirl." He praised, pulling the diaper over Andlat's front and giving it a gentle rub with a smile.

"And who are you?" The fox remained silent, sucking on his pacifier. Jack wondered if he was trying to look adorable to keep the wolf from making him say anything more. "Do you need Daddy to help you?" The fox shook his head, glaring over the pacifier at him. Jack smiled and taped the diaper around his waist, rubbing the front again. "C'mon, don't be shy. Who are you?"

"Baby" was all Andlat said.

"That's a good start, but you're missing a word before and after it." He inspected the fox's diaper, making sure that he would not leak. "Let's start over. Who am I?"

"Daddy." The fox said dutifully.

"And you?" The fox grimaced. "It's three words. Daddy's said them a hundred times today."

"Daddy's baby girl..." He mumbled.

"Daddy's baby girl is so smart! Yes, she is!" He smiled and kissed the fox's nose. "Daddy was worried he might have to take baby girl's diaper off and play with her again to get her to say it!" Andlat tried to hide it, but he could not hide his disappointment that he had succumbed before it had come to that. Jack blew a raspberry into the fox's belly, catching him by surprise. Beaming at the fox's giggle, he returned the pacifier to his mouth and unstrapped him, quickly picking the fox up before setting him on the plush carpeted floor. Before the fox could really get his bearings, Jack gently took his wrists and lifted him to his feet, holding his wrists above his head. "Show Daddy what a big girl you are and walk all the way over to the closet." He cooed.

"This is ridiculous." Andlat muttered, trying to pull his arms down. Jack just lifted them back up.

"C'mon, baby girl. Show Daddy how good you are at walking!" Andlat's face burned, but he knew that there was nothing he could do but comply. The thick diaper pushed his thighs further apart than he was used to and he took a couple shaky, crinkly steps forward, waddling along with the wolf following, still holding his arms up. Andlat knew he could not fall as long as the wolf was holding him up, but he wished he could provide his own balance.

Crossing the room like this seemed to take an eternity, but they finally reached the closet. Jack scooped Andlat up and held him in one arm as he began to look through the dresses hanging up in the open closet.

"Which dress for Daddy's baby girl?" He asked aloud. Andlat whimpered as he saw the frilly dresses go by one by one. "Sorry, baby girl." Jack said. "Your tomboy phase is over. Time for Daddy to make his baby girl into a proper young lady again." Andlat looked so crestfallen that Jack actually stopped looking at the dresses. "Maybe silly Daddy's getting ahead of himself. You know what every baby girl needs more than a pretty dress?" He paused, but Andlat had no idea and did not want to hazard a guess for fear of giving the devious wolf ideas. "You need a name, silly!"

"I have a name." Andlat mumbled into the pacifier. "Andlat." He added, in case the wolf had forgotten. Jack chuckled.

"That's not really what Daddy had in mind."

"But it's my name!" Andlat whined, but the pacifier turned his words into mush just enough that Jack did not mind ignoring him when it suited him.

"Let's see. What's a good name for Daddy's baby girl?" He bounced the fox slightly as he thought. Andlat tried to reassure himself. Even if the wolf gave him a girl name, he knew that his name was really Andlat. He was a boy! "What was that?" Andlat realized that he had said the last bit out loud and the wolf had heard.

"Um... I said Imma boy." Andlat repeated bashfully.

"Emma boy?" Jack repeated. "Emma! That's perfect!" The fox's eyes widened. What had he done? "Daddy thought he'd have to name his baby girl, but she told Daddy her name! What a good girl!" He kissed the flabbergasted fox's nose and bounced him up and down joyously, the fox's pink diaper crinkling. "Of course, baby girls need middle names too." Andlat's ears flattened and he closed his mouth tightly. He would not say a word. The wolf was just too tricky.

Jack returned to looking at the dresses, holding the fox against his side as he did so. He delighted in pausing on a dress for a moment, considering it, before dismissing it as not appropriate for baby Emma. Andlat sucked on the pacifier, nervously watching the wolf go through them. Why was he taking so long? Andlat did not want to wear a dress, but he hoped he might be able to at least get out of the wolf's arms once he was dressed. Then he could devise some way to escape.

Andlat shifted slightly, still trying to get used to the diaper between his legs, so thick and so different from the underwear he had been wearing only a short while earlier. The diaper was not uncomfortable, other than being a little warm. He just wished that it was not so pink and girly and everything. He might be curious to try a diaper under controlled conditions, but in this strange, confusing scenario, he just wanted to get his clothes back.

"Felt baby girl move, so this must be the one!" Jack said, pulling a dress out of the closet. It was a brilliant pink with lots of fluffy petticoats, white bows and lace, as well as a sash to tie around the wearer's waist, bubble sleeves with little bits of lace around the ends and a Peter Pan collar. Andlat looked at it with revulsion, trying desperately to get out of Jack's clutches. There was no way he would be wearing that! "Look how excited baby girl is!" Jack cooed. "Does Daddy's baby girl want to put her pretty dress on?" He carried the wiggling fox back over to the changing table, seemingly unaware of the fox's efforts to escape. He sat him down on the changing table. The fox knew that jumping off of the changing table would only land him right in the wolf's arms.

"I don't want to wear that!" Andlat said, spitting the pacifier out. "I want my clothes!" Jack looked him over.

"First of all, your clothes are still dirty. I'd have put them in the wash already, but someone's throwing a temper tantrum over every little thing Daddy does. Secondly, your clothes won't really fit over your puffy baby vixen panties and you better believe that Daddy won't be letting his baby girl out of those for a while." When the fox opened his mouth to protest once again, Jack returned the pacifier to his mouth. "Once your clothes are dry, maybe Daddy will consider letting you wear those clothes again, but for now, Daddy needs to get little Emma Rose into her dress." Andlat had no idea how, but somehow, he had earned himself a middle name. "Arms up for Daddy!" Jack said bubbly. Andlat did not listen. With a smile, Jack gently took his wrists and lifted them up into the air, giving the fox just a split second of a look that made it clear he would be in big trouble if he lowered his arms.

Jack slipped the dress over the fox's head, fumbling for a moment, playing trying to find the fox's head. He threaded Andlat's arms through, but his head remained inside the dress. Jack began to sing a little ditty to the tune of Frère Jacques.

"Where is Emma? Where is Emma?" He sang, pulling the dress down over Andlat's head. "There she is! There she is! Daddy's little vixen, daddy's little vixen, oh so cute! Oh, so cute!" The wolf carefully buttoned the dress up Andlat's back, tying the sash snugly around his waist. "There we go! Such a pretty baby girl!" He picked the little fox up and set him in front of a full-length mirror where Andlat could see just how far he had fallen, from big boy to baby girl. As embarrassed tears welled up in his eyes, he sucked on the pacifier. "What's wrong?"

"I don't like this!" Andlat whined, tears flowing down his cheeks. The wolf picked the fox up and hugged him tightly, carrying him over to the rocking chair and holding the fox close to his chest. He did not speak, just allowing the fox's tears to flow. He had wondered if this was too much at all once and clearly, it was. He gently rubbed the fox's back, giving him a moment to come to terms with all that had happened.

"I'm sorry." The wolf said softly. The fox looked up at him curiously. This seemed different. The wolf seemed like he was no longer teasing him. "I know that this is a lot and it's easy to feel overwhelmed." The fox wiped some of his tears away.

"Well, I mean, it's not all bad..." he admitted. The wolf felt his heart leap, but he remained outwardly calm.

"What do you like?"

"Um..." the fox blushed and looked away.

"The naughty fun in the tub?" The wolf asked, a smile leaking through his serious exterior. The fox nodded bashfully. "Anything else?"

"I kinda like you taking care of me and being all warm and stuff." The wolf's smile came out in full force.

"And I take it you don't like the diapers and baby girl things?" He could tell that the fox wanted to nod, but was nervous about hurting his feelings. "So, you want me to be your daddy, but you still want to be a big boy?"

"I guess" the fox mumbled. Jack thought about it as he slipped the pacifier back into the fox's mouth.

"Well" the wolf began. "I'm afraid that you can't have one without the other." The fox looked up at him sadly. "But, I don't want you to feel like you're being forced to be my baby girl." He moved the fox onto his lap, facing toward him as he thought. "How about this? You be daddy's baby girl, but daddy will still give you naughty fun. When you deserve it." Andlat considered this. Would he be willing to wear baby girl clothes if it meant getting to see the sexy wolf in his underwear, as well as getting the more adult perks?

"I guess that works." Andlat said slowly. Jack smiled and hugged the fox before returning him to his lap.

"Daddy's very happy to hear that, baby girl."

"So," the fox said, struggling to speak around the pacifier, let alone keep up the mature tone he clung to. Jack did not reach to remove it. He was curious to see if the fox would do it himself, plus it did wonders to make him sound as adorable as a baby girl. "I'll be like your boyfriend? If I agree to this, that is."

"I suppose you could think of yourself like that." The wolf said slowly, as if the concept seemed altogether foreign to him. He began to gently bouncing the fox on his lap so that his diaper crinkled and his petticoats rustled. "Maybe you've never had a boyfriend before, but most boyfriends don't wear puffy vixen Pampers or pretty pink party dresses. They certainly don't spend their days playing with dollies or taking ballet classes or whining for Daddy to change their diapers or feed them bottles." For Jack, it was like nothing had happened. He could see cracks in the fox's defenses and he planned to keep pushing.

"That's all stuff I'll be doing?" The fox mumbled around the pacifier. Jack smiled and kissed his nose.

"Of course. Being Daddy's little baby princess comes with a lot of responsibilities, but I know you're excited and eager to try your very best, aren't you?" He kissed his nose again and leaned in close, whispering. "Here's the best part. As long as you try your very best to be Daddy's little girl, Daddy will always love you very much."

"But I'm not really a little girl." Andlat protested meekly. Jack could not help but smile at the fox's persistence.

"Daddy knows that and Daddy's baby girl knows that, but once Daddy's through with his baby girl's training, the only ones who will know that are anyone who changes daddy's baby girl's diapers." He smiled, watching the fox closely. "And anyone who changes Daddy's baby girl's diaper will love Daddy and love his baby girl too much to care about the little surprise she has in her diaper." Andlat was so taken aback by this that he finally managed to get the pacifier out of his mouth. He stared directly up at the enormous black wolf.

"I thought this was just a play thing. I didn't know you were going to show me to other people!" He looked like he wanted to stand up, but knew it would not work sitting on the wolf's lap. "I am not a baby girl." He said with only the slightest nervous tremor in his voice. "I am a big boy!" He did not care how childish it sounded. He had to be firm!

"Oh, I'm sure." Jack said, bouncing the fox on his lap again and tenderly returning the pacifier to his mouth. "That's why you remained so quiet and docile while Daddy got you out of those muddy, icky boy clothes and into the pretty dress and diapers that you practically salivated over. You were so very against the idea of being Daddy's baby girl that you put your arms up willingly when Daddy pulled the dress over your head. Is that right?" The fox did not respond. "Emma Rose, Daddy asked you a question. When Daddy asks a question, baby girls answer, even if the answer makes baby girl shy and squirmy."

"I don't remember." Andlat mumbled into the pacifier.

"Emmakit, don't be silly. If you don't remember, why are you arguing with Daddy about it? If Daddy remembers and baby girl doesn't, Daddy must be right, right?"

"Yeah."

"Aren't you happy that Daddy helps his baby girl remember things she's forgotten?" Andlat did not say anything. "Remember the rule, Emma."

"Yeah." Andlat mumbled. Jack nuzzled him, giving his cheek a little loving lick.

"Here's how Daddy sees our relationship, Emma." He said. "You're Daddy's baby girl. Daddy will change your diapers, keep you fed and dressed in pretty baby girl outfits, make sure that you stay out of trouble, things like that. In return, you'll behave and obey Daddy." He tapped the fox's nose. "That means no fussing, even when Daddy signs you up for ballet and girly things like that. That also means accepting that you are Daddy's baby girl. Even when you're naked for diaper changes and baths, you're expected to behave as a proper baby girl." He put a finger to the pacifier in the fox's mouth. "I know you don't understand why Daddy's made you into a baby girl, but you'll get used to it." He bounced the fox for a moment before continuing. He could tell that the fox had a question growing on his tongue. "You've already experienced the ways Daddy can reward good behavior and punish naughty behavior. Daddy will also consider letting his baby girl have big boy days, but that will only be occasionally and always in secret."

"Why?" The fox interjected before Jack could shush him again.

"Well, think about it. Daddy's friends are going to get to know you as Daddy's baby girl Emma Rose. They'd be awfully confused to see Emma dressed the way she was when Daddy let you inside earlier, wouldn't they?" Andlat felt confused himself right now. "Face it, sweetie. Daddy knows that, deep down, you've always been a baby girl. It may just be a little spark that you've had to keep hidden, but Daddy will fan it and make it grow. You don't have to pretend to be a big boy anymore."