"...W-What? But I've been watching that stuff for a long time!" the babied dark-type protested.
Leafeon just shook her head and changed the channel to a kids' cartoon. "I just think something like this would be better for your baby roleplay."
"Hey! I don't have to go completely into this…" Umbreon whined. "Gimme the remote back!"
"No. I won't let you have it," Leafeon told him. While her voice still sounded as quiet and monotone as always, Umbreon couldn't help but feel an underlying annoyance. "Don't make me spank you, mister."
He was right. He stopped reaching for the remote and shuddered. "S-Spank me…? You wouldn't actually do that, would you?"
His sister thought for a moment and shook her head no. "I suppose not. But I could easily get Jolt to do it for me."
"But that sounds way worse!"
"All the more reason to behave, baby."
Umbreon whimpered and sat back into the couch, forced to watch this mindless, animated shlock. As the day progressed, it only went downhill as more of his siblings teased him with more babyish actions and names. He didn't know what was worse, hiding his secret in shame or having his siblings make a big stink about it. Speaking of big stink, he needed to do just that before dinner. He hid away in his bedroom and relieved himself in peace. For a moment, everything was right. Just quiet in his room with cranky bowels and a diaper in need of filling.
Sadly, this moment of euphoria would be short-lived, as Vaporeon would knock on his door before entering. "Hey, Umbrie~! Dinner's here if you want to- Oh! I'm sorry, I should leave you to that…"
Feeling his heart nearly stop, Umbreon looked up and yelped, "D-Don't look!"
Vaporeon hid behind the door and giggled, waiting for Umbreon to finish his business. After a minute or two, she came back in and asked, "Do you want a change before dinner?"
"I… Y-Yes, please." Knowing she already saw him mess himself, he figured he might as well let her have this as well. He was laid on a changing mat and freed from his poopy padding. "Bleugh…"
"No kidding… What did you eat~?" Vaporeon teased. She wiped his bottom clean and got him all changed into a clean diaper. "There we go, stinky. Now dinner's in the kitchen if you want it."
Umbreon nodded as he sat up. "What's on the menu tonight?"
"Sylvie suggested we just order pizza for this time. But I can gladly feed you some baby food if you want~"
"N-No! Pizza is fine with me, ha!" he nervously told Vaporeon as the two went back downstairs. Taking his seat next to Glaceon, the dark-type noticed an awful smell coming from nearby. He just changed, didn't he? Looking down, he saw his sister was now the stinky one, not giving a care about her squishy backside while at the table. "Eww…"
Glaceon turned and smiled. "Hm? Oh yeah, sorry about the smell! It makes a really nice seat cushion~"
Umbreon just shook his head and took some pizza from the center of the table. "Good thing I changed, at least…"
A couple minutes into dinner, and everyone was perfectly content with the babyish lifestyle, especially when it came to teasing their little brother. Soon enough, Umbreon could feel himself relapsing into the same melancholy feeling as the day prior. Even with their acceptance of his kink, he still felt uncomfortable, this time for the opposite reason. He didn't need everyone shoving it down his throat all the time, he just wanted some calm downtime. Possibly even with a single caregiver, but no more.
Vaporeon once again took notice of his mood and asked, "What's wrong, Umbrie? Don't you feel better about your diapers?"
"W-Well, yeah, I feel more accepted… but I-"
"That's great! Because I really went all out with this, hehe…" the water-type interrupted.
Umbreon sighed and tried to explain, "N-No, I mean I don't need everyone being overprotective or teasing towards me…"
