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15: Tails’ Progress
Tails stood in the shadow of a ruined castle with beige-grey walls and many dark-blue spires. The castle held a captive princess.
Between the two stood a green dragon, with steam rising from its nostrils.
Tails charged ahead, a sword in his righthand and a shield in his right. His tails twirled behind like a propeller.
The monster let loose a stream of fire atthe armored fox. It had all the force of a fire hose.
It seemed to push Tails backwards, but theboy was able to slip under and roll toward its legs. He dropped his swordduring the roll. Thinking quickly, he drew the dagger from his belt and jammed it into the beast’s gizzard.
The monster let out a loud shriek.
Tails rushed backward and grabbed his sword. While the dragon was still off guard, the young knight made a wild dash at the creature’s belly. The blade went straight into it.
The dragon’s hide was thick, but Tails pushed it in with all his might.
Finally, the monster fell.
All that was left was for the young knight to save the princess.
It wasn’t much of a chore for Tails to navigate the castle. He soon got to the princess’ room near the top of the complex. “Princess Mariposa! I’m Tails and I’m here to rescue you!”
The princess was a fox, like her rescuer, but had orange fur rather than yellow. She was also about twice Tails’ age. “I saw your great feat from here. Thank you.” She kissed him on the cheek.
Tails couldn’t help but blush.
Mariposa sniffed. “Tell me,” she said, with a warm smile “does my brave knight require a diaper change?”
Tails froze. Looking down, he noticed that the bottom half of his suit was gone… and his diaper was completely in view. Did it fall off in the middle of the fight? Was he wearing it out in the open all this time and didn’t notice?
The princess giggled. “Don’t worry,” she told him. She opened a cupboard, revealing wipes, powder, and a bag of baby diapers. “I can change you!”
No… NO!!
Tails snapped awake. Princess Mariposa and the castle were gone; replaced by his and Sonic’s bedroom. It was still dark.
“Let me guess,” Tails whispered, “number two.”
He descended from his bunk and turned on the lamp at his desk. Sonic was such a heavy sleeper that the light didn’t bother him.
Tails dropped his pajama pants and patted the bottom of his diaper. Sure enough, it was the same aftermath of his first dream. He couldn’t help but groan.
He grabbed a clean one out of the package and left the room. It seemed that Vanilla didn’t have the foresight that her son would have woken up in the middle of the night to get a change.
Tails approached the bathroom; the sink sounded like it was running, but soon stopped. He knew his mother had to be in there, since Sonic was asleep in bed. He thought it would be best to wait until Vanilla was out of the bathroom and back in bed to avoid any more embarrassment.
But before he could even turn around, Vanilla opened the bathroom door.
“Miles,” she said “what are you doing up so early?” She took a good look at the boy. He had his shirt on, but his pajama pants had been discarded. The diaper he’d been put in was obvious to anyone with eyes.
Tails started to get nervous, and quickly tried to hide his messy diaper from his mother by pulling the back of his shirt down over it. “M-Mom…I was just…Uh..”
“Miles, did you wake up to get a change?” she asked.
“No!” Tails was trying to lie about his change. He knew if he were to say yes, Vanilla would be the one to change him.
Vanilla didn’t buy it; his face and weird behavior was giving it away. “Miles, tell the truth.”
Tails sighed. He knew he could tell by the look in his Mom’s eyes that he wasn’t going to win no matter what he were to say. “Yes…”
Vanilla sighed. He was going to his sister’s room to get wipes and powder. He was too proud to admit it. She even eyed the unused diaper he’d brought with him.
Tails blushed and looked down at his feet.
“I’ll be right back,” she said. Vanilla quietly went to Cream’s room to get the wipes and baby powder.
It didn’t take long for her to return. She took Tails by the hand and led him into the bathroom.
Getting ready, she opened the diaper to reveal a pretty sizable mess. “Well, this wouldn’t have waited until morning,” she admitted.
Tails groaned and covered his face.
Vanilla felt bad. “I’m sorry about all this, Miles, but this is why you’re wearing them.” She slipped the poopy diaper off and began to wipe.
“I wish I knew why this keeps happening to me.”
Vanilla dropped the used wipe into the toilet. “Was it a bad dream? I’d thought you easing back on your work would help a bit.”
“I have, but this wasn’t a bad dream. It was a good dream, But then it turned into something else…”
Vanilla slipped the new diaper under her son. “What happened?”
Tails sighed. “Well I was a Knight, saving a princess from a dragon. I slayed it and saved the princess… however, when i got to the princess, something… odd happened.”
“Go on,” said Vanilla, applying the powder.
“When I got to the princess…she asked me if I needed a change. So I looked down and saw that I was wearing a diaper and I messed it.” Tails covered his face with his hands again. “It was so embarrassing, She even treated me like a baby!”
Vanilla fastened the new diaper on the boy. “So if you have an accident in a dream you have one in real life?”
Tails nodded. “It seems so. It happened all the other times too.”
“Do you not like getting your diaper changed?” Vanilla asked.
“To be honest, Mom, it’s really, really embarrassing.”
“But son, you don’t have to feel bad because I’m doing it,” she said. “But if you want to change yourself, I can let you do it from now on.” She gave her son a hug.
Tails was still quite abashed.
“We’ll have to get you some wipes and powder for yourself then,” she said. “Good night, Miles. I’ll see you in the morning.”
Tails went back to bed, leaving his mother with a stinky diaper to take care of.
Thankfully, Tails didn’t have another dream where he’d wind up in need of another change. He learned this when he got up and to change out of his PJs.
He gave a good look at his diaper: as babyish as it looked, he tried to look on the bright side. At least they felt good.
I wonder what a day in these would be like, Tails thought. I’ll try them out.
He wouldn’t use them, he’s just wear them.
No underwear for him today.
Special thanks: KoopaTeen007
13: Padded For the Night
A few hours passed before Sonic, Tails, and their mother were back in the boys’ bedroom. Tails’ bunk had been dried off and redressed… saved for one pillow.
Tails was using it for the inevitable diapering Vanilla was giving him right now. But before he knew it, she was finished. The boy wasn’t completely surprised because of two reasons:
1) He didn’t do anything in his pants, so all she had to do was powder and fasten.
2) Their mother was a diaper-changing expert with eight years of experience.
He turned to face Sonic. His brother was in his T-Shirt and a pair of boxers, listening to his MP3 Player.
“All finished, son!” said Vanilla.
Tails sighed and sat up. He looked down at the diaper his mother put on him: it looked exactly like the last one he saw his sister wearing; Cream’s was smaller, of course, but it had the same panel of graphics on the waist shield.
He poked the padding with his finger. It crinkled softly.
He was not happy about wearing it.
It smelled nice, though.
Vanilla gave her son a hug and a kiss on the cheek. “You’ll be fine,” she said. “It’s just till morning.” She got up and left the room.
Tails stood up and looked down at the diaper one more time. He just couldn’t stop looking at it.
It felt good, but it was so babyish. Of course, it was made for babies, but he was small enough to wear it. It fit better than Cream’s, that’s for sure.
Sonic chuckled softly.
Tails turned and faced the hedgehog, a bit ticked. “This isn’t funny, Sonic.”
“I’m sorry, dude, I didn’t mean to laugh,” his brother said. “It’s just that it’s been forever since I’ve seen you wear a diaper.”
“Well, I don’t like it,” the boy walked around a little. He crinkled with every step. It was soft though — inside and out.
“Dude,” Sonic said, “nobody in this house is going to treat you like a baby just because you have to wear diapers to bed!”
Tails threw his pillow onto his bunk and propelled himself up there. “At least I can still fly with this on,” said the fox. He wasn’t even going to change into his pajamas; he was too disappointed to do anything right now. He crawled under the covers in just his diaper, socks, and the shirt he was wearing. He just wanted to go to sleep and hope this day was just a dream.
“Already going to bed?” asked Sonic.
“Sonic,” said Tails “I don’t want to talk right now.”
12: A Mother-to-Son Talk
Tails sat on Sonic’s bunk in the two boys’ bedroom. Their mother told him to go in there because she and Sonic had a surprise for him. The top bunk was reeling from the earlier accident: it was free of the boy’s sheets and still quite damp.
The sky was a darker shade of blue now: it was getting late.
What was this idea? It wasn’t a punishment, Vanilla said; he didn’t deserve punishment.
Vanilla entered the bedroom with the paper grocery bag that Sonic brought home.
“You wanted to see me, Mom?” Tails asked.
Vanilla put the bag on the ground in front of her feet. “Son, I know you don’t like having these accidents when you’re asleep,” she said. “Personally, I think it might be the end result of you working yourself too hard.”
“What? I’m not working too hard,” Tails said.
“Son,” said Vanilla “half the nights this week, you’ve been down in the lab repairing your submarine and those robots of Eggman’s for the museum. You rarely went to bed before 1:00 AM.”
Tails looked down at his feet. “But Mom, repairing and inventing is what I do…”
“And I don’t want you to stop,” she said, softly. “I just don’t want you to burn out doing too much. That’s partially why Sonic took you out the night when… well… you know.”
Tails blushed. “Yeah… I know…”
“Sonic got you these, just in case,” she said, bending over at the bag. Its contents were obscured by the brown paper.
Tails lifted his head, he was curious about but what she had for him. But his curiosity turned into shock when he saw what his mother pulled out.
Out of the bag came a pale-violet-and-green plastic package. The words “Comfies Ultra-Dry” were emblazoned across the rectangular bag about mid-way between the center and top of it — the very brand of diapers they get for Cream! The only difference was that they were two sizes bigger than hers.
“DIAPERS?! YOU’RE PUTTING ME IN DIAPERS?!”
“Calm down, calm down,” she said “Let me explain.” The rabbit half-expected the boy to freak out like this, but these were needed for him.
“I thought you weren’t going to punish me!” Tails complained.
“We are not punishing you,” said Vanilla, trying to level with her son. “Sonic got these just in case you wet your pants again.”
Tails was starting to get embarrassed.
Vanilla could see that the boy was troubled by the fact that he was given diapers. He probably felt like he was going to be a baby like his sister. “Miles,” said Vanilla “I don’t think you’re a baby.” She was one of the few people who had the privilege of saying Tails’ real name; she was, after all, his mother. Sonic and Cream couldn’t do that.
“But I don’t want to wear them, I don’t need them!”
“That’s right,” Vanilla said. “You don’t need them — when you’re awake. The two accidents happened when you were asleep.”
Tails covered his face with his hands and groaned.
“Doody!”
That was Cream’s voice. Something happened!
Sonic poked his head in the room, carrying his sister. Cheese was with them, looking concerned; Cream was crying her eyes out, her head on his shoulder.
“How are things going, Mom?” Sonic asked in a slightly raised voice.
“Tough,” she said. “What happened?”
“Cream was playing around in the den and fell on her butt,” he explained. “She’s not hurt, but she took a dump before it happened. I’ve gotta change her before I need a hearing aid.”
With that, they were gone.
To Vanilla’s eyes, all the crying didn’t seem to affect Tails. “Son, your sister wears diapers all the time. You just need them for when you go to bed.”
“Fine, I’ll wear them…” Tails sighed.
“It won’t be so bad,” she assured him “When morning comes around, you can change and be back in your underwear!”
Cream’s crying was starting to subside. Her change was almost finished, it seemed.
Tails nodded. He still didn’t like the idea though. He somehow had a scary feeling that what he saw with his sister right now might be him someday…
10: Family Assembly
The washing machine was rumbling in the background. It contained the bed sheets off of Tails’ bed.
Only ten minutes ago, Tails had an accident on them when he was taking a nap. Cream was napping with him and she had to get clean clothes.
Now the whole household was gathered in the den for a family assembly. After what had happened, it was inevitable.
“I-I don’t know what happened honest,” said Tails, sinking into the sofa.
Sonic knelt before his brother. “Bro,” he said “how long has this been going on?”
“Since the night before…” the fox admitted.
“Dude, you didn’t pee in the bed the other night,” said the hedgehog.
Tails blushed and twittled his fingers. “Well…You see…I-I kinda…”
“I gave Tails one of my diapies,” said Cream.
“You gave Tails a diaper?” said Sonic
Vanilla held one out. It was stretched a bit, but it was clean. They’d found it in the boy’s pillow case when stripping the bed. “Is this it?”
Tails blushed and nodded nervously. “Uh huh…”
Sonic faced his sister. “Cream, why did you give Tails a diaper? He’s too big for them.”
“Because he was so upset about pooping in his bed that night,” the little bunny explained. “I didn’t want him to be sad… I’m sorry… I didn’t know what I did was wrong, I just wanted to help.”
“Son,” said Vanilla “is this true?”
Tails nodded. “Yes, she didn’t want to see me upset… but when I had it on, nothing happened.”
“Tails, did you… hide your, well… present so we didn’t know what happened?” asked Sonic.
Tails was getting really nervous. He didn’t know how much trouble he would get in but he knew he had to tell the truth. “Y-Yes… I threw my ruined underwear in Cream’s diaper pail…”
Sonic zipped off for the nursery.
Vanilla sat next to her son.
Tails started to whimper. He was feeling really embarrassed by this whole situation.
“Son, I’m not mad at you,” she said softly.
“Ugh! Hey, Mom!” Sonic called “I think I see something that looks like underpants, it’s the only bit of red in here!” It seemed that the groan came from Sonic smelling his sister’s recent accidents in the bin.
Tails blushed even more. “That’s them… So now what?”
Vanilla sighed. “It wasn’t your fault,” she said “but you could have told me what happened when you pooped that night.”
“I’m sorry, Mom… I-I thought you’d get upset at me… and Sonic would think I’m just a big baby…”
“Tails,” said Vanilla “I’m your mother. I’d love you no matter what. So does your brother and your sister.” Maybe he’s working himself too hard, she thought. I mean, the Sea Fox, those robots…
Cream got into a crawling position. “So now what Mommy?” she asked.
The older rabbit winked. “I think I might have an idea just in case your brother goes potty in the bed again, Cream.”
Tails gulped.
Vanilla saw the boy do this. “Don’t worry,” she said “I am not going to punish you. You don’t even deserve anything of the sort! Give me a hug.”
Tails hugged his mother and softly cried, feeling embarrassed about this whole ordeal.
“It will be alright,” she told him. “Things will be alright.”
Cream and Cheese also latched onto him.
9: Tempting Fate
Beneath the Rabbit residence was a large facility built by Tails. This was his underground laboratory: a place for research and experimentation, as well as a garage for his vehicles like the Tornado and Sea Fox.
It wasn’t secret at all. In fact, the Sonic Museum had come by that morning to pick up the repaired Silver Sonic prototype for an exhibit and check the status on the other robot.
Currently, the “bead worm” (as Tails code-named the machine) was almost damage-free again; with the robot nearing completion ahead of schedule, the boy told them to return in the morning.
Taking a break, Tails left the lab and came back to the house.
He saw Sonic seated on the couch, playing video games on the TV; however, he didn’t have the energy at the moment to play with him.
He wanted a nap. That banged-up bot took a lot out of him.
He made for the stairs.
8: Tails’ Resolve
Tails climbed out of the bathtub and pulled the plug out. As the water level got lower and lower, a growling sound came from the drain.
After drying himself off with a towel, he looked over on the toilet. On the cover were his pajamas, a pair of briefs with a blue trim… and the diaper his sister gave him.
“There is no way that this is going to fit,” he said, studying it. Cream was still able to fit in regular baby diapers — she wasn’t even big enough to wear Sizes 5 or 6 yet.
He only had two options: either lose another pair of underpants to another possible accident or squeeze into something that he was seven pounds too heavy to wear.
He thought back to Cream. She gave him her diaper because she didn’t want him to be sad in the morning.
“Well,” he said, swallowing his pride “here goes nothing.”
Tails set the diaper under his butt and tried to tape it up. The tabs barely got to the landing zone.
Standing up, Tails walked around in the diaper a bit. It crinkled a little with each step he took; it felt soft too, inside and out. Well, I can see one reason Cream would like these.
He went over to the toilet, got his underwear off the cover, and slipped it on over the diaper. His pajamas went on next.
All that was left was to go to bed. Sonic would be on in a little bit.
This time, he was ready. No pooping this time, if he could help it.
CHAPTER 7: Cream’s Solution
“Okay, Barry,” Tails said into the phone “I can get that Sonic robot from last night restored by tomorrow night. The ‘bead worm’ thing might take a little while longer. Okay. Bye.” He hung up and put the phone on the coffee table.
He stretched out and turned on the TV. Some female body wash commercial was almost over when another one started up — an advertisement that made Tails’ blood go cold:
Outside the BATHROOM. We hear liquid dribbling into the toilet, which soon stops.
Cut to inside the BATHROOM. A little human girl, about six years of age, pulls up her shorts flushes the toilet.
She walks happily out, leaving the rumbling sound behind her.
She goes to the KITCHEN door and pushes it open. The viewer can see a distinct wet patch on her butt; somebody forgot to take something off in there!
Her mother is at the counter with a few paper grocery bags. The girl tugs at the woman’s shirt from behind. The mother turns around.
She checks the seat of her daughter’s pants, sees the dampness, and gives a knowing smile.
She goes over to one of the brown paper bags and pulls out a package of COMFIES SUPERS. The camera zooms in on the pack the mother is holding…
FEMALE NARRATOR: “The new COMFIES SUPERS…”
…and pans over to the “Magic Shapes” blurb.
FEMALE NARRATOR: “…with Magic Shapes that fade when wet.”
Cut to the Bathroom. The child is on the bath mat; her mother is fastening a diaper on her.
FEMALE NARRATOR: “It’s the best way to say ‘bye-bye’ to underwear.”
She rises to her feet.
The mother drops a used baby wipe in the toilet; the girl pulls the handle. They watch the wipe swirl down.
Close up of the child’s face. She takes a deep breath through her nose and squeezes her eyes shut. After a few seconds, she exhales and relaxes. She did something she’d waited to get diapered up for. It may have been happening offscreen, but what she did was obvious.
GIRL: “Ah!”
Freeze-frame; a COMFIES SUPERS package fades up in the lower-left hand corner with text to the right: “ACCIDENTS HAPPEN. LEAKS SHOULDN’T.”
NARRATOR: “COMFIES SUPERS: Accidents happen. Leaks shouldn’t.”
FADE OUT.
Tails cringed at the ending. Right now, he did not want to be reminded of bowel evacuations. There wasn’t anything he could do though: the commercial came right out of left field and this was the first time he’d seen it.
He turned the machine off in frustration and rolled over.
“Tails?”
The boy looked over his shoulder. Cream was standing behind him in a sky-blue romper and holding a plush Ricky in her arms.
“Already home?” he asked. “How was Amy’s?”
“We had a lot of fun. Had a good time with Sonic?”
“Mm-hmm.” The boy didn’t want to talk about last night’s incident with his sister. Knowing her, she’d probably say “But I poop in the bed a lot, too! Don’t feel bad about it.” What else would he expect her to say? She was still small enough for baby diapers.
Cream just looked at her big brother. He was acting pretty pouty, like he didn’t want to do anything with her. “Tails?”
The fox sighed. “Did you go potty?” he said with his back turned “Go get Mom or Sonic.”
“I didn’t,” she answered. “What’s the matter?”
“You don’t wanna know!”
Cream grabbed onto the boy’s shoulder. “You can tell me,” she said earnestly “I won’t laugh. I promise.”
Tails looked at the little bunny and sat up. “Cream, get up here.”
She did so.
Tails looked really worried and blushed a good deal. He leaned over and whispered into her ear: “Cream… last night, when I was asleep, I… I pooped in the bed.”
Cream didn’t know what to say. He, along with Sonic and Amy, confirmed that this was something that big kids don’t regularly do. For her, pooping in her pants wasn’t something alien. “Tails, I’m sorry that happened,” she told him with a hug.
“I haven’t done it in years,” Tails said, frustrated. “Just… how?”
Cream looked down at her feet, trying to think. She looked back her brother; he was wiping a tear from his eye. He was upset with himself, more than anything.
If only she could do something about it.
BINGO!
She hopped off the sofa and ran off.
“Where are you going, Cream?” Tails asked.
She didn’t answer. She had an idea.
Cream had run out of the room; Tails followed after. The pursuit led upstairs and to Cream’s nursery.
As soon as the young fox went in her room, he found Cream pulling a fresh diaper out of a COMFIES ULTRA-DRY package leaning against her changing table. She turned around, toddled up to him, and held out the diaper.
Tails just stared at it and didn’t utter a word.
“When you go to bed tonight,” Cream told him “put this on.”
“You want me to wear one of your diapers?” Tails said, puzzled.
Cream looked at him, caring and serious, and spoke again: “Tails, I love you. You’re my big brother and I don’t want you to feel bad if poop in the bed again.”
“But, Cream…”
“Go on, Tails.” She insisted “Please take it.”
The fox relented. He held the diaper up and stared at it. It did smell nice, but that didn’t do much to bolster his confidence. Size 4, he said to himself, am I even going to fit in this?
Chapter 6: Tails in the Bathroom
Everything around Tails was bigger as he ran down the hall.
He reached the bathroom door, but the handle was too high. Frantically, he kept jumping and trying to reach the handle.
Soon, he was able to grab it and turn it.
The door opened. Nobody was in the bathroom, but the toilet was ahead. The little stool Sonic used to get up there was already in front of it.
Looking down, Tails briskly tried to remove his diaper. Having been changed by his mother a bunch of times, he had an idea how to get off. After a few seconds, the tapes came loose and he darted for the toilet.
Even with Sonic’s stool, he still had to climb up onto the seat.
He had to remember how his brother did it. He started to strain and wiggle.
“YES! I WENT POTTY!”
Tails opened his eyes to see that he was no longer a little kid sitting on the toilet in the bathroom. He was back in the top bunk in his and Sonic’s bedroom. It was still dark, very early in the morning.
Blushing a little, Tails tried to go back to sleep.
For some reason he was dreaming of the first time he’d ever used the toilet. Back then, he wanted to learn from Sonic; he was, as still was, the most awesome guy he knew. Prior to that, he came into the bathroom with him to see how it was done. During that one brave moment, he accomplished doing his first stinky outside of a diaper.
He wanted to do it, especially since his sister was due in the near future.
Their mother was proud and their father, God bless him, was too.
It felt great to be a big boy.
As he tried to relax, something wasn’t right. Something didn’t feel right.
It wasn’t that he felt guilty or ill. Something felt sticky.
After a second or two, Tails remembered what he was dreaming about. All he could think was “Oh no”.
He flew down from his bunk and made his way to the door. Sonic was face-down in his pillow. The outburst didn’t wake him.
Tails crept into the bathroom and turned on the light.
He dropped his pajama pants and paused for a moment. “Please don’t have anything, please don’t have anything,” he whispered as his briefs came off.
The fox’s heart sank and every follicle of fur felt like it was standing on end when he looked into his underpants. It was something he hadn’t done in eons and it just happened again.
WhatamIgonnadowhatamIgonnadowhatamIgonnadowhatamIgonnado?, he thought frantically. Then it hit him: Cream’s diaper bin!
Fortunately, Cream was still over at Amy’s house, so waking her was impossible. The bin was right next to her changing table and nobody would probably notice.
In went the underwear.
He also borrowed a few baby wipes to clean up, and then it was back to the bathroom to get the rest of his pajamas.
One change of underwear later and it was back to bed.
Climbing back under the blanket, Tails tried to go back to sleep. One question, however, prevented him from doing so: “How could this happen?”






