Two Hedgehogs and a Fox: An Ageplay Story
by milesprower06
Back to Cubhood
"Yes. Absolutely, and thank you so much."
Sonic and Amy smiled warmly at the fox who had accepted their week-long birthday present.
"Alright. In that case..." Amy began, turning him around, putting a hand on his back and gently guided him over to the changing table, before turning him around again, and placing her hands under his arms.
"I'll go get dinner started." Sonic said, turning and heading back out into the hall, leaving Amy alone with Tails next to the changing table.
"Up we go!" She said, lifting him up and sitting him down on the pad of the changing table, before rotating him and putting a hand on his chest to gently coax him down onto his back, as she began to remove his shoes, leaving him in just his socks. She then took the diaper from his hands, and began unfolding it. There were three sets of tapes on the back; one pair on the left wing, one pair on the right, and one pair in the center, allowing for a comfortable fit for tailed mobians.
"And up!" Amy said, holding his ankles up and getting the top split right between his dock. "Can you hold your legs up for me sweetie?" Amy asked, and Tails reached forward and hooked his arms behind his knee.
"What a good boy!" Amy praised, as she got the middle tape securely fastened around the base of his tails. She then grabbed the bottle of baby powder and gave his backside a quick sprinkling, before taking his legs and lowering them onto the diaper. The fox had begun to unsheathe, and he blushed fiercely. "Now don't you get all embarrassed. I don't doubt that this is something we're going to have to get more than used to during changes." Amy said, continuing to sprinkle powder over his diaper area. With that done, she twisted the cap closed, returned it to its place on the shelf, then brought the front of the diaper up between the fox's legs, and smoothed it against his stomach. Holding it there with one hand, she brought the back wings up and around, fastening each tape one at a time on the blue sky landing zone on the front. When she fastened the fourth tape, she gave the front of the diaper a light pat, then checked the leg gatherers, making sure they were facing out.
"There, all done! How does that feel?" Amy asked, as Tails sat up. The fox realized he couldn't really bring his legs together all the way.
"Wow, Amy. You're pretty good at that." Tails said, astonished.
"Well, to be fair, I have been practicing on a doll for a couple weeks. Just had to increase the scale a bit for you, sweetheart."
Tails came in for a hug, which Amy eagerly returned, while also picking him up to set him on the floor.
"But we're not done just yet." She said once his feet were on the ground. She left him standing in front of the changing table while she went over to the closet, and got one of the hanging articles of clothing down from the rack. Turning back to him, he saw her holding a pair of light blue denim shortalls. There were snaps that went along the crotch, four pockets on the stomach and chest, and lastly, two straps that hung on the shoulders that she immediately opened as she walked towards him.
"Alright, one foot at a time." Amy said, lowing the article of clothing almost down to the floor, and the fox carefully put his legs through, and Amy slowly brought it up, pausing to button the snaps that went around his dock and tails, then brought it up to his chest, bringing the straps over his shoulders, and made some last-minute adjustments so it was just a bit snug, but not so tight that the bottom snaps would come undone with the slightest bending or twisting motions.
Lastly, Amy brought a large pacifier out of her pocket, clipped it to the right breast pocket of his shortalls, and popped it into his mouth.
"And don't you just look the part now!" Amy said, clasping her hands together as Tails looked at himself in the mirror, his reflection looking like he had stepped back in time ten years.
He couldn't help but smile.
"Alright, are you ready for dinner, you cute little fox?" Amy asked, and Tails nodded excitedly.
She waved him forward as she walked to the doorway, and stepped out into the hallway.
He heard his diaper's muffled crinkle underneath the denim with each step that he took, following Amy out to the hall and began to descend the stairs, where he now heard the whirring noise of a food processor from down in the kitchen. The fox's pace wasn't exactly brisk, as he had never worn a diaper this thick, and had never really stepped outside his bedroom when he did have them on. When they came to the bottom of the stairs, Amy took his hand and led him down the foyer into the kitchen, and it seemed that the surprises weren't over yet, for set at the round table was a large high chair, once again sized for someone considerably bigger than an infant.
"You guys weally did fink of everyfing." Tails said, his speech impeded by the large pacifier in his mouth.
Amy removed the large wooden tray, set it to the side, and helped Tails climb in, before picking the tray back up and locking it in place. Amy went to the center island and opened one of the drawers, coming out with a full-sized bib, tying it loosely around his neck as Sonic came to the table with a platter, containing a plate of chili dogs, a baby bottle of white milk, and a bowl of pureed fruit with a spoon already in it. The top of the spoon had a little red biplane on it.
"Well you look simply adorable, little buddy." Sonic said, sitting to his left, while Amy sat on his right, pulling the pacifier out of his mouth, before sliding the bowl of mashed pears and apples over, and lifted up an adult sized silicone spoon full of fruity puree.
"Here comes the airplane!" Amy said, tilting and waving the spoon closer to his mouth. Grinning, Tails opened his mouth in time for Amy to deposit the juicy goop into his mouth.
"So glad we found this. Feeding you with a baby spoon would take forever." Amy commented as she got another spoonful.
"Where did you guys find all of this?" Tails said when he had swallowed the mixed apples and pears.
"We found all most all of it at a specialty store downtown." Sonic answered after he had taken a bite of chili dog.
"There's a store with this stuff? I just ordered my stuff through the mail." Tails replied after his second bite.
"Yup. There seems to be enough of an interest to cater to big babies like you." Amy said with a smirk. Tails smiled as he was given his third bite of mash.
"I always thought I was the only one... Most of my stuff is sized for babies, except the diapers, which I always thought were only in this size for medical reasons." The fox admitted.
"Well, then this week should be quite the experience for you. For all of us, I certainly hope." Amy said, setting the spoon back in the bowl, and grabbed the bottle of milk. As with absolutely everything else, this was a larger bottle, at least 20 ounces of fluid, and when Amy put the long rubber nipple into his mouth and tipped it up, he also discovered that the flow was much faster than the one he had at home in his bedroom. He took two swallows of milk before Amy withdrew the nipple and returned to the bowl.
The liquid hitting his tongue and traveling down his throat reminded his bladder that it hadn't really been emptied since late this morning. He was fairly used to wetting his diaper, but not from a high chair, and certainly not in front of friends. It was enough of a system shock that he wasn't able to let it go in this current situation.
For the next spoonful, Amy was purposefully sloppy, spilling some on his chin, upper lip, and even dripped some on his bib.
"Such a messy baby." The pink hedgehog commented, getting a giggle out of the fox.
When Sonic was done with his chili dogs, the fruit mash and bottle of milk was about half gone, so to give Amy a chance to eat, he took over feeding duties, taking the spoon in his hands.
"Alright, open up, little guy." Sonic said, twisting the spoon as it spiraled towards his mouth. Sonic caught the corner of his mouth, smearing a little on his muzzle before dropping the rest in his mouth. The next two bites went without incident, but then Sonic took the bottle of milk and tipped it up a half-second before getting the nipple in Tails' mouth, dribbling a bit down his chin, and a few drops got on his bib before he got his lips around it and started to suckle, getting down to a quarter of the bottle left before Sonic pulled the nipple out of his mouth.
"Alright, getting down to the last of it, squirt. Ready?" Sonic asked, beginning to scrap the sides of the bowl and put another spoonful in Tails' mouth.
"Hope you guys are gonna mix it up and give me some food that doesn't taste so great." Tails said, licking his lips
"We'll certainly keep that in mind." Amy said as she was finishing off her chili dogs.
Scraping the bowl one last time, Sonic came forward with one last spoonful of apples and pears, and Tails closed his lips around it. When Sonic gave him the last of the milk from the bottle he actually felt full. Amy came up to him with a damp wash cloth and gave his muzzle a few good wipes before untying the bib from his neck.
"Was that good?" She asked. Tails immediately nodded.
"Alright, now let's go get you acquainted with your playpen while we get the dishes taken care of." Sonic said. Amy unlatched the tray from the high chair, and Sonic picked him up, and actually held him, and carried him out of the kitchen and down the hall. Tails laid his head on his shoulder as he was carried up the stairs. Coming back into what would be his bedroom for the week, Sonic carried the fox over to the playpen, and set him down inside, but left the gate open.
"Alright, you have fun while Amy and me clean up from dinner. You can play in the entire room, but stay in here." Sonic told him, ruffling the fur on his best friend's head, before turning and walking back the way he came. He descended the stairs, and went back to the kitchen, where Amy had already gathered up the dishes and had gotten the sink full of hot soapy water.
"So, not a bad start, wouldn't you say?" Sonic asked, coming up next to her as she started dropping dishes into the water, doing the cleanest ones first, which barely needed a light wash, before passing it to Sonic to wipe down with a towel and deposit it on the drying rack.
"He is so adorable. You could tell how much this is like a dream to him." Amy said.
"I'm glad he took it so well. Think we'll be able to handle all the twists and turns of the next week?" Sonic asked as he began to dry another dish.
"Twists and turns?"
"Yeah. I doubt that this week is going to go exactly how any of us are picturing it, so going with the flow is probably going to be a good indicator of how ready we'll be when we have an actual baby of our own."
"Well, we'll just have to play it by ear. This is just the first evening, after all." Amy replied, glancing at the clock. Tails had been back in diapers for just about an hour now, and there'd be many, many more hours to come.
For Tails, this was much more familiar to him; alone in a room, with his thoughts and fantasies. He had to do a few double takes that this was no longer a fantasy, that his two caretakers for the week were right downstairs.
But still, the air of familiarity still hung around him, and now when his bladder came back with its urgency, he now had no trouble letting go. The stream of urine hit the waiting diaper with a hiss, and the fox briefly felt a warmth spread around his groin before the absorbent layers of the garment wicked it away. He looked down and saw the front of his shortalls swell up just slightly. He squirmed his legs a little as the stream finally tapered off after about ten seconds, and heard audible squishing along with the muffled crinkles underneath the denim.
Putting himself in the mindset of an infant as best he could, he popped his pacifier into his mouth, and figured the best way to entertain himself for the time being was to try and make a tower of alphabet blocks as high as he possibly could. His first attempt toppled at eight high, so he went slower and more carefully on his second attempt. First the 'G' block, then the 'D', then the '4' and so on, until this was was leaning precariously at ten blocks high before finally tipping over and scattering around his play area. His mind tingled in his little headspace when his wet diaper crinkled as he crawled around the playpen, gathering up the blocks. Knowing that the carpet likely was a disadvantage, he changed up his game, and merely stacked them six high, arranged in a city block fashion, before going over to grab the six-inch tall Sonic plush and send the giant stuffed hedgehog on a rampage through the city of wood and letters, before the heroic response in the form of die-cast cars gave chase down the streets of the wide open play mat.
"Alright, how's, our little guy doing in here?" He heard Amy's voice, and his head raised to the doorway to see the pink hedgehog come into the room and kneel down next to him. She lightly felt around his diaper area, and quickly surmised that a closer inspection was necessary. She laid Tails down on the play mat, and unsnapped the crotch of his shortalls, then used an ungloved hand and stuck a finger into the left leg hole of his diaper, finding significant wetness down in the middle.
"Oh my, that didn't take you very long to soak this. I think we could do with an early bath tonight, what do you say?" She asked. Tails nodded with a smile. "Alright, I'll go get the water ready, and you get all your toys put away."
Amy got to her feet, leaving the crotch of his shortalls unbuttoned, and walked down the hall. As the fox started to return the blocks and race cars to the far wall of the playpen, he heard the bath faucet turn on. Once everything was put away, he had a momentary thought, then picked up the Sonic plush, and walked over to the crib, pushing the stuffed version of his best friend and dropped him on the crib mattress right next to the pillow, then patiently waited for Amy. He figured it wouldn't be long, as he heard the faucet shut off. Sure enough, she returned to the room a minute later.
"Good job, Tails. The room is so clean! Alright, let's get you cleaned up." Amy praised him picking him up and carrying him out of the room, down the hall, and into the bathroom. When he was set down on the bathroom rug, he saw that a sudsy, half-full tub of bath water had been prepared. He couldn't remember the last time he had taken a bath. He had taken showers ever since he had gotten his workshop up on the plateau, and that was years and years ago.
Amy unbuttoned the shoulder straps and let his denim garment drop to his ankles, exposing the wet diaper he had on underneath. Carefully cupping the bottom of it in one hand, she undid the four tapes with the other, and let the weight of it drop into her hand before rolling it up and disposing of it in the small trash can next to the sink. After that, she quickly tugged his gloves and socks off, and dropped them on the rug in the corner next to the door.
"Alright, here we go, I was careful about the temperature, let me know if it's too cold or too hot." Amy told him as she helped him step up over the rim of the tub, and his right foot stepped into the water.
"Pretty warm, but that might just be the ambient temperature." Tails said, stepping in with his other foot. He took a moment, letting his feet get used to the heat, due to the chilly November air likely making the ambient temperature a few degrees cooler before they kicked the heater on. One he figured he was as used to it as he was going to be, Tails slowly sat down in the sudsy bath water. Amy grabbed a large cub from the corner of the tub, dunked it into the bath water, and brought it towards the fox.
"Alright, hold your breath and close your eyes!" She told him, before holding the cup directly over his head and slowly pouring it out onto him.
Another all too distant memory in the dark recesses of Tails' mind was suddenly reignited as he sat under the pouring water, as his ears, head, neck, and shoulders became soaked. Amy repeated the motion, getting his back and chest, and before he knew it, he was drenched from head to toe, as Amy set the cup back on the rim of the tub and grabbed a clear plastic bottle full of translucent orange shampoo, drizzling it over his head and shoulders before putting more onto her hand.
As she began to lather the soap into Tails' fur, she felt him shudder as he slowly closed his eyes and smiled lightly.
"Everything okay, sweetheart?" She said, getting behind his ears and the back of his head.
"Just... Early childhood memories starting to flash, that's all."
"Well, I'd like to think we're doing things right, then." Amy said, carefully getting his nose and muzzle, before going down to his neck.
"Thank you so much for doing this, Amy. I really hope you don't get sick of hearing that. Here I thought I was all alone, and lucky enough for Sonic to accept it. But the two of you getting involved..."
"I'll try not to think of you as a broken record, Tails. I'm hoping to get some good experience out of this as well. You're a lot bigger, but it'll still be some of the fundamentals of making sure someone entirely in your care is, well, taken care of."
"So you're not at all freaked out? At all?" Tails asked her as the hedgehog left a trail of soap suds where she had lathered up the shampoo.
"Well, Sonic made sure that I wasn't going to get too judgmental when he finally got around to telling me. And not really, no. You want to return to the carefree innocence of babyhood. I'd say there are much, much more freaky, not to mention damaging things you could be obsessed with. In the grand scale of things, sweetheart, I'd say this is completely harmless. Not to mention completely adorable." Amy told him, pausing in her washing to tickle his stomach, getting a laugh out of him for her efforts.
The fox blushed momentarily as she began to gently wash him between his legs and under his tails, but she made no mention of his expression, perhaps wanting to maintain the illusion of innocence.
When he was completely lathered up, she again grabbed the cup and got it full of mostly clear water, and began pouring it over him. As the suds flowed off of him into the surrounding bathwater, she knew a quicker solution would be needed.
"Alright, stand up, kiddo." She told him, and he stood up as she began draining the tub. Keeping the temperature at what it was at, she closed the shower curtain halfway, and turned on the shower head, letting the water spray down onto him for about thirty seconds as she got the remaining soap off of him.
"Alright, I'm gonna close these curtains all the way, shake off what you can." Amy said. She pulled the curtain all the way to the opposite end, and heard Tails shake himself off as best he could, and she pulled the curtain back and helped the dripping fox step onto the bathroom rug. As he continued to stand there dripping, he started to shiver. Amy went to the cabinet underneath the bathroom sink, grabbed her hot air dryer, and plugged it in. She grabbed a towel and brush, and turned the dryer on, starting at the tips of his ears and making her way all around, toweling off the rest of the water, and giving him a gentle brush to finish off, before making her way lower.
To Tails, this grooming was heavenly. She did his head, chest, back, arms, and tails, before finishing off with his legs and feet, before finally shutting the dryer off and setting it on the counter.
"Well, I can confidently say I don't believe I have ever seen you so clean and fluffy." Amy told him, getting a bashful smile in return. Making sure he was completely dry, she led him back into the nursery, and without any coaxing, he turned towards the changing table. She helped him up, and she grabbed a fresh diaper, and he was changed into a fresh diaper much like he had been earlier this evening. The change complete, she helped him off of the table, and set him on the floor.
"Alright, just a couple more things..." Amy said, returning to the closet again, and came back out with a single article of clothing that made Tails' eyes widen again.
It was fleece footie pajamas; sky blue with white clouds. Amy unzipped it all the from the neck down to the right ankle, and helped him into them, one foot at a time, taking care to get his tails through the elastic hole in back. When his arms were through the sleeves, she slowly brought the zipper up, careful not to get any fur caught in the teeth. When it came up to his neck, and he walked to the crib, he was wondering how this night would get any better.
"Not just yet, Tails. We've got one more thing. Wait here."
With that, Amy left the nursery and went downstairs. Two minutes passed, and Tails was pretty sure he heard the microwave go off. After another minute, Amy was back in the room, and in her hands was a bottle of off-white fluid.
"Time for your bottle before it's bedtime." She said, going over to the rocking chair, and sitting him down, patting her lap to coax him over and letting him know what she wanted him to do. Tails carefully got up into the chair with her and laid down in her lap, and she gently put the plastic nipple between his lips, and he began to gently suckle.
Although he didn't think it possible, Tails relaxed even more when the warm, slightly sweet formula hit his tongue and flowed to the back of his throat. Every swallow made him melt just a little more, and as more of the bottle's contents settled in his stomach, he felt more and more content, and knew that right now, he was the luckiest fox in the world.
It took only a couple minutes to finish the bottle of formula, and when he was done, instead of putting him down, Amy turned him to face her, and brought him into a very gentle hug, and began lightly patting his back.
Ten seconds later, he let out a hearty burp.
"There we go. Now I think you're all ready for bed." She said, carrying him over to the crib. She lowered the bars with one hand, and gently laid him down, making sure his head was on the pillow, and put the Sonic plush into his arms before bringing the blanket up to his chest.
"Sweet dreams, little one." She said, leaning down to kiss his forehead, before standing up and locking the bars in place. With that, she set the mobile hanging above him to a fifteen minute slow rotation, then turned back to the door, and hit the light switch, closing the door until it was barely open a crack, and the two nightlights plugged into the wall lit up.
She walked back down to the bedroom that she shared with Sonic, and found him already in bed, reading a book by the light from the lamp on his nightstand.
"He all set for the night?" Sonic asked, looking over to his girlfriend. She nodded.
"Right now I'm hoping I don't become addicted to this. He's so sweet." Amy said, going over to her full length mirror, kicking off her shoes and beginning to unzip her red dress. Grabbing her satin nightgown , Sonic noticed her wince as she gently touched her breasts.
"Hey, you okay, hun?" Sonic asked.
"I'm honestly not sure." Amy replied as she let her hands fell from her developed chest, and she reached up and tugged on her gown from overhead.
"They've been bothering you for almost a week now."
"I know, I've got a doctor's appointment late tomorrow morning, so I'm hoping I can count on you to take care of our new little one until I get back. I'm hoping it won't take long, but you may have to feed him lunch." She said.
"You got it, Ames. No problem."
Sonic set his book down and turned off the lamp on his side of the bed as Amy crawled in and got under the covers. Before she turned off her light, the last thing she did was flip on the baby monitor that was connected to the unit right next to the crib down the hall. Sinking her head into the pillow, she was about to let sleep take her when she heard... Crinkling? No, creaking...?, coming from the baby monitor.
Sonic felt her get out of bed.
"You good?" He asked.
"I'm just going to see if everything is okay in there." Amy said, exiting the room and going down the dim hallway, not turning on any lights, and instead quietly approached the nursery door. Without moving the door an inch, she learned towards it and peered through the crack, and her eyes widened at what she saw.
Tails was no longer laying on his back, but was now on his stomach, and he was currently slowly grinding his diaper and pajama-covered crotch into his pillow, while he hugged the plush that he had put into the crib before his bath.
Amy took a silent step back from the door, her cheeks noticeably warmer.
'Oh my...' She thought to herself as she quietly made her way back to her bedroom, where Sonic had turned on his bedside light again.
Amy didn't say a word as she climbed back into bed and turned down the volume of the baby monitor by half, until the noises on the other side were no longer noticeable.
"You good, Ames?" Sonic asked, seeing that she had not laid back down yet, and appeared to be in considerable thought.
"It's funny you mentioned the twists and turns we'd probably have to deal with, because I think we've got our first one." Amy said. Sonic turned to her completely, letting her know she had his attention.
"We've got quite the horny little cub under our care down the hall."
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A/N: Well, in case you were once again thinking that this was going to be nothing more than cute, adorable, PG-rated role play, then those last few paragraphs should obliterate those expectations. Things are going to descend into glorious degeneracy from here on out, so you have been warned, for the last time.
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