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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.
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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…
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?”






