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The Sleepover "Oh, my god! Awesome!" Jayden exclaimed as Hunter zipped into first place, thanks to his secret shortcut. "He cheated." Koda muttered between gritted teeth, still focused on beating his brother at the game. Hunter could not help but beam with pride as Jayden reacted fanatically to just about everything he did. "That was so cool!" Jayden said, high fiving Mason, Koda's other best friend, who looked impressed, albeit less so than Jayden was. "Your big brother's really good." Mason said to Koda. "Yeah, yeah." Koda rolled his eyes. "I usually beat him more than half the time, but Jayden's yelling distracted me." "Sorry." The other lion said, with a light blush. Mason, who was a brown bear, looked as though he did not quite believe Koda, reaching for another slice of pizza. "Who's going to play me now?" Hunter asked, trying not to sound too much like he was bragging. He was not sure what it was, but he was on fire tonight and could not be beat. "Jayden's not yelling at the moment, so you boys must be in between races." Koda and Hunter's mom said, poking her head into the living room. "Yep." Koda said. "Well, take a break and get ready for bed, boys." She raised a paw and her voice as they groaned. "You don't have to go to bed yet, but get pajamas on and lay out your sleeping bags. Hunter, how about you leave them alone and head upstairs so that they can actually sleep?" Hunter tried to hide his concerned expression. She was not really planning to tonight, was she? Normally, he would have been in bed long before now, but had been using drinks to stifle his yawns. "Guess someone else will have to beat Koda's butt in every race." He said, trying to make a joke as he walked toward the stairs. There had to be a way out of this. He felt like everyone was watching him, but when he glanced over his shoulder, he saw that they were all digging pajamas out of their backpacks and had barely given him a second thought. "Scoot." His mom said, giving his bottom a smack, albeit a lighter one than she would have if Koda's friends were not there. Hunter started climbing the stairs, very aware of his mom right behind him. "How come I can't stay up?" "Koda and his friends will be lying down for the night once I've got you situated, so it's not like they're staying up much later than you, kiddo." She said as they entered Hunter's bedroom. Anyone who walked in without knowing whose room it was would probably have assumed it belonged to a small cub. There was a changing table not far from the door with three or four stacks of diapers prominently displayed on the shelf under it. It stood opposite a blue toddler bed with Barney bedsheets and rails from the headboard to about a third of the way down the bed. A dresser stood not far from the door with another couple stacks of diapers on top and the top left drawer opened just enough to see Hunter's underoos inside. Right next to the changing table stood a diaper genie that had had the name Koda stenciled on it, but that had been crossed out and replaced with Hunter right below. Hunter knew that his room was childish, but he still was glad that he had gotten the bed for his last birthday to finally replace his crib. "Get undressed." His mom said. Hunter tried his best to hide his sigh, but it still escaped his lips. He knew what that meant. "We're skipping your bath, mister, since I let you stay up so late, so be happy about that. You'll just go wash your paws and face and brush your teeth, okay?" Hunter stripped down to his underwear in silence as his mom watched. He put his pants and shirt in the hamper before pulling off his Scooby-Doo underoos. "Forgetting something?" He turned and handed them to his mom, who inspected them. "No stains! Atta boy!" Hunter blushed and nodded. "That's what, the second time this week?" "The first." He mumbled. It had been two weeks since he had last passed the inspection. He genuinely tried hard to avoid the stains and usually had no idea where they had come from, which only seemed to make his mom more upset about their near-constant presence. Undies checks had been going on for as long as Hunter could remember. Back when he and Koda had still shared baths, the undies check was done right there in the bathroom while they stood side-by-side naked. It had been their dad's idea to make it a competition and at first, Hunter had always won. Once Koda grew more competitive, however, Hunter found himself losing more often than winning. At one point, Koda went a whole month straight without even a single stain and that was what earned him showers instead of baths. Hunter, on the other hand, seemed doomed to baths for the rest of his life. Hunter stepped out of the bedroom, his mom right behind him. Hearing the boys' voices downstairs, he cupped his paws around his crotch and hurried over to the bathroom. His mom smiled and closed the bathroom door behind them. "Sit down on the stool." She said, pointing to the stool that Hunter sat on every single night while she filled the tub. Grabbing the baby blue washcloth that always featured in his baths, she wet it in the sink and then began to wash the preteen's face. "Do you need to go potty before diaper time?" She asked. Hunter blushed and nodded. She stepped back and allowed him to walk over to the toilet. Once he was done, he walked over to the sink, feeling his mom's eyes on him. He washed his paws, taking care to do a more thorough job than he would have if she had not been right there. All the same, she came over as soon as he turned the water off. She turned it back on and grabbed his paws. "This is the way we wash our paws" she sang. "Wash our paws, wash our paws, this is the way we wash our paws after we use the potty." It was a song he had heard countless times from when he had been potty training, as well as when Koda had potty trained too. He stood there, mute, as his mom wet his toothbrush and put a pea of toothpaste on it. She smiled down at him, kissing him right on top of the tuft of mane that he was so proud of. He had always taken more after his mom than his dad, so there had been countless times in childhood that he had been mistaken for a girl. Now that his mane was coming in, however, that would all stop. "Want me to brush your teeth for you?" "No." He took the toothbrush from her and brushed his teeth, taking extra care to do it as thoroughly as possible to avoid his mom taking over. "Don't take all night, kiddo." His mom said. "We're already two hours past your normal bedtime." She kissed the top of his head again as he grumbled. For as long as he could remember, both he and Koda had been put to bed between 7:30 and 8. He knew that Koda usually snuck out of bed to play or read after bedtime, but Hunter had never been able to, at least until his crib had been replaced by his new bed. He had tried a few times to ask Koda to sneak into his room to let him out of the crib, but Koda had always giggled and refused. Now that he had a normal bed, Hunter had tried a few times to sneak out, but usually fell asleep so quickly that he could not even take advantage of more freedom. Then again, he thought a bit bitterly, his diaper at night was so thick that he probably would be caught waddling or even crawling around and his pride could not take that. Rinsing out his mouth, he underwent another face wiping from his mom before they returned to his room and Hunter, knowing the drill all too well, walked up the plastic steps to get onto the changing table. He stared up at the mobile overhead, not even paying much attention as his mom lifted his legs into the air and wiped his bottom to make sure it was clean. He smiled a bit to himself. There was something nice about having someone wipe his butt for him, even if he would have been mortified for anyone to know about it. Even the fact that he still wore underoos at his age was embarrassing enough; he did not need his friends to learn about what he wore to bed every night. He looked down and saw his mom unfold one of his diapers. He had worn Goodnites for a few weeks back when he was eight or nine, but constant leaks had led to them being replaced with diapers, as well as a plastic sheet that still remained under the sheets on his bed. The diapers in question made his underoos look like the most mature underpants on earth. They were very thick and had Barney smiling on them with a nightcap on his head. Hunter's nose twitched as he could smell the distinctive diaper smell rising off of them as his mom set it under his bottom. She chuckled as a soft purr escaped his lips. "I'd almost swear you love diapers." She said, rubbing his thigh. He blushed. "I'm just used to them." He mumbled. "The smell makes me think of bedtime." His mom seemed genuinely touched, smiling a warm smile to herself as she rubbed lotion into his skin to prevent rashes. "Do you want to wear diapers all the time?" She teased. "No way!" Hunter said, a bit too forcefully, he realized. The last thing he wanted was for the boys downstairs to hear him. "Alright. We'll keep you in your big boy undies during the day, but if you change your mind" she winked at him to make it clear that she was still just teasing him. Diapers at night and for car trips two hours long or longer was enough in her mind. "Up comes your diaper!" Once Hunter had the diaper taped snugly around his waist, his mom checked every bit to make sure he was at least unlikely to leak. Satisfied, she gave it her nightly seal of approval, a raspberry blowing into the preteen's tummy. Sliding off of the changing table, Hunter adjusted his stance to accommodate the diaper between his legs. The diaper crinkled at the slightest provocation, but he felt like it was quieter when it was not covered. Just last month, they had gone on a family vacation, which had meant hours in the car diapered. Hunter's shorts barely fit over his diaper, giving him what his mom called peak puffybum. Everywhere they went, Hunter knew that everyone saw his diapered rump and they probably all assumed he was Koda's baby brother. "You promise that Koda and his friends won't come up?" He said nervously as he waddled over to his bed. "I promise, babybuns." She said with a smile. "Koda knows what'll happen if he does." Hunter nodded, but Koda never seemed to mind being diapered for a week since Hunter might never escape from his diapered nights. "Now climb into bed. It's two hours past your bedtime." As if on cue, Hunter yawned one of his loud yawns, which led his mom to decide there would be no more distractions. She patted his bottom and he climbed in. "Up comes your blankey!" She said, tucking him in. "And here come your kissies!" "Mommy!" He said with a tired giggle as she covered every bit of his forehead with kisses. "It'll be harder to do that once your mane comes in, Hunter Huggiesbutt." She said teasingly. "I hope it never comes in!" "Mommy!" His eyes were open wide now. "Mommy's just joking. You're Mommy's pumpkin pants now, but even baby boys grow up." She kissed each of his cheeks. "Love you, baby." "Love you, mommy." He mumbled. Now that he was tucked into bed, he felt the two hours since his bedtime and his eyelids fluttered shut even before his mom shut off the light and gently closed the door.

Hunter opened his eyes just a sliver, taking care to keep his breaths slow and regular to convince Koda, or whoever it was, that he was still asleep. He shifted slightly, feeling his diaper squish a bit. A wet diaper meant he must have been asleep, but for how long? His ear twitched as he heard another almost imperceptible creak. Was his door open? He thought so. He listened as whoever had come in slowly stepped closer. His mom or dad would never be making a point to move that quietly, so it must be Koda. His heart raced as he suddenly wondered if Koda had dared one of his friends to sneak up here and do something to him. But what? Obviously, it would involve his diapers, but what was it exactly? All at once, Hunter felt a breeze as the blanket was yanked off of him. His eyes flew open and he looked right into Koda's startled face. "Get out of here!" He growled, jumping out of his bed and giving chase. At least, he tried to give chase, but it was hard to catch Koda with a thick, soggy diaper pressing against his thighs and forcing him into a sort of crinkly bow-legged waddle as Koda sped out of the room, unimpeded by his clothes. With a sigh, Hunter returned to his bed, pulling the disheveled covers back over him. By the time he drifted off to sleep, he could not be sure if it was a dream or not. If it was true, he smirked, confident that Koda would be back in diapers for a week, at least.