A new beginning
This is my first story that I upload to sofurry or any site in fact, so I expect some comments be as descriptive as you can. I really hope you enjoy ~cubby
ps if you have any questions just message me or shout; I'm not really good with requests but I can try.
There I was being lowered on the changing table, and into another diaper. My last one had been only wet but I've been it all night and Amenti deemed it worthy of being changed. "Amenti... how did we meet?" I asked innocently. To most the question may seem very strange but to Amenti it was completely normal a lot had happened before we met that my mind had to build mental blocks to seemingly erase those memories from me to prevent going crazy. "Well Ari." his face serious like he was about to pass a terrible burden onto me which he sort of was.
"First of all when you were about five years old your father died in a gruesome house fire." As the first barrier was broken I had the faint memory of my school counselor tell me that my daddy wasn't coming to pick me up from school. I asked her why and she said that he had died in a fire. As the memory flooded tears filled up my eyes as I listened to the rest of his story... my forgotten life. "The next year you were put through what I'd describe as torture. You were incontinent so you were diapered all the time like you are now. Your mother had almost never changed your diaper and you were always sporting a diaper rash and/or a new bruise because your mother had beaten you countless times only about two years later when you were in second grade did the child protective service take part in liberating you from your mother." Another memory even too gruesome for me to explain in this story came to mind but it was just like Amenti said I had been beaten with whatever weapon my mother had in mind. I began to feel the countless rashes and bruises that I have felt over the horrible period of my life and I began to cry, Amenti let me cry for awhile and was cuddling me the entire time saying things like "It's okay cubby she can't hurt you now" and "I'm here to protect you now cubby" after about ten minutes I began to stop. "I'm sorry cubby I didn't mean to bring out a memory too painful I'll stop if you want me to." his fur was wet and he'd been crying with me. "No, It's okay I'd like you to continue." by then I had a very wet diaper and he changed me quickly but just as lovingly as he always did.
Once he was done the tragic story resumed "This is where your life seems to get slightly better but all the same it's still bad. You had lived in an orphanage for the entire part of your life between meeting me and being with your mother" thinking of it made me shiver with fear again "The kids constantly picked on you for being in diapers so you didn't make many friends. All the friends you made you felt were out of pity and you felt that they got a kick out of your being in diapers but there not strong enough to actually pick on you." The video of the bullies in the orphanage pushing him around and making names for him flooded in on me but I managed not to have another crying fit but I did cry a little. "The routine was simple for you until you had to go to school. It seems like everyone pitied you and it made you depressed. After you made it into fifth grade the pity and bullying had ceased because everyone had known you to long and it seemed like it hadn't gotten to you in a while." All of the memories replayed in my head buzzing like a chamber of angry bees and I began to whimper. Amenti quickly noticed and put a paci in my mouth and I suckled and immediately felt better then I listened to his story very attentively determined to control whatever was to much for me before. He smiled as he always said I looked cute with a paci in my muzzle. I gave a weak smile and a small giggle from behind my paci and he resumed with the story
"One day after school ended I was waiting to catch the bus to go to work and I saw you with a group of kids picking on you. The sight of bullying made me sick so I went over there to break it up. Hey kids what are you doing to this poor child, what did he do to you? The kids were stuttering over their answers and you were just staring at me with bewildered eyes. If I see any of you kids picking on this little boy again you will all be in big trouble got it? Then the kids scrambled away hey you I said to you who was still looking at me. What's your name kid, you seemed like you forgot for a second before you said Amari sir but my friends call me Ari. Okay then Ari I have another question for you, why are you in a wet diaper? The question seemed to bring you to tears and you told me your whole story. Your diaper began to soak and I noticed at once, Lets go get you into another diaper okay cubby?" I remember the title "cubby" just stuck to me when he called me it "Okay you said smiling then I walked you up to the orphanage and changed you. A woman came up to me and said 'you have a real knack with children' I guess so I replied 'would you think of adopting one?' I smiled and said actually I was thinking of taking Amari 'are you sure he's completely incontinent' yes I replied I'm sure in about a hour you were adopted but I needed two days to get everything ready for you"
Amenti seemed a bit proud of himself when he said "'I ordered express delivery' so in two days exactly you were in my house and in a new diaper. That, cubby is how you we met" The story Amenti told me was pretty much me re-living my life in a few hours so I began a crying fit again and again Amenti used the same loving voice he used that he always did I cried for more than an hour this time "I'm okay now Amenti I just need to rest" i finally said after a while somewhere i estimate between two and three. So he fed me a milk bottle and some apple sauce and I went to bed after another diaper change. "Ni ni Amenti." I said sleepily. Amenti kissed my forehead and said goodnight to me. I knew that now that the barriers put in my mind were broken my path would be bumpy I still have Amenti to help me through it and I drifted into a semi-peaceful sleep.