a teen celebrates his 16 birthday, but his parents have a surprise for him






A little back story: Flynn is a 15 year old wolf, that has good friends, two loving parents, and has a pretty good life. Flynn however has a secret, he is a teen puppy, he wants to go back to diapers, pacifiers, bottles, and all the other aspects of a puppies life, but no one knows about this. Most days he is nervous about his secret, but not today, today is his 16 birthday, and his parents told him they have a surprise for him, and he cant wait.

11:30 am
Flynn was awoken by the sound of his door being opened, and he opened his eyes to see his parents walking in. he sat up on his bed, and saw his mom come in, a tabby cat, followed by his dad a grey wolf, carrying a large and medium box, covered in wrapping paper. Both of his parents sat down on the foot of the bed, and gave Flynn a big hug “good morning honey” she said, and his mom start talking, “Flynn, we would like you to open these now, we know you will like them”. Thoughts of what was in the boxes ran through his head, as his dad handed him a small envelope, that he had missed. He ripped it open, and saw a sheet of paper, written in big bold letters, said “we know your secret honey”. Flynn looked up, into his parents eyes, and started bawling like a puppy. He cried on his moms shoulder, and his mom slowly rubbed his back, like when he was a puppy, calmly saying “shh, shh its ok puppy”. After he dried his eyes, he looked at his parents, and asked “how did you find out?” they calmly said “remember when you got on the Internet, and asked to be alone, you never ask to be alone, so your father want down after you got done, to see what you had been doing, and found what you had searched, and he called me, and we did some research, and realized what we were looking at. Flynn, open the first box. So Flynn opens the first box, and saw bright colors, and after he opened it, his jaw dropped, it was a package of diapers, but they looked like he could fit them. He looked up at his parents, and they read his mind “do you like them?” he tried to answer, but was too stunned to speak. “ub” was all he could say, and then he mumbled something under his breath, and his mom saw this, “what was that honey?”. He looked up, and said rather fast “coulditryoneon?” and blushing beet red. His mom giggled, and smiled. “ok then, we need to make some room”. So she moves the packages off the bed, and opens the package up, and gets a diaper out. “ok honey, lay down” so Flynn lays down, as his mom starts to remove his shirt, then shorts, and finally his underwear, which he blushes, and covers himself. “Flynn, im your mother, there is nothing I haven't seen” he removes his paws, and his mom lifts his butt up, and slides the diaper under him, and sets him one it. Intently a feeling of peace washes over him, as his mom brings the diaper up, and tapes it snuggly around him. He sits up, with a slight crinkle, and his mom says “ awww look how cute you are” which causes him to blush. Then his dad gets the larger box, and sets it on the bed, and tells Flynn “we both think this will help you relax, son”. So he tears off the paper, and sees a brown box, and when he opens it, he sees lot of clothes. He pulls one out, and its a footed sleeper, with snaps around the crotch. He goes in again, and pulls out a onesie, and goes back again to see short tails, rompers, and lots of other puppy clothes, but they look like they could all fit him, and at the bottom there were bottles, and pacifiers. He looked up at his parents, and they read his mind, “Flynn, your father and I decided, that for your birthday, you could relax today, as our puppy again” Flynn was shocked by this, and looked at the clothes, and the diaper he was in, and looked back at his parents, “yes, I would like that. So his mom ask “what would you like to wear? And Flynn looks in, and pulls out a red onesie, and some blue short tails, along with a green pacifier. His mother takes the clothes, and ask him to lay down. So he lays down, and his mom slides the onesie over his head, and snaps it around his diaper, then grabs the short tails, and slides them up, and snaps them together, then she clips the pacifier to the onesie, and pops it in his mouth.

12:00 pm
He blushes, but secretly loves it. His mom ask if he wants to be carried, or walk downstairs. He decides to walk downstairs, but has trouble with it, not used to so muck bulk between his legs, and toddles off to the kitchen, where it has been decorated for a party. His mom comes up from behind him, and sets him in a chair at the front of the table, then she goes over and turns off the lights, as his dad comes in, with a small chocolate birthday cake, with one candle on it, singing happy birthday Flynn. As they sing happy birthday, he watches the cake come closer, and closer to him, until its right in front of him. As they finish the song they tell him to blow out the candles, and make a wish, so as he takes in a big breath, he thinks of a wish, and blows out the one candle. Both of his parents applaud happily, causing him to blush deeply. His parents sit down next to him, and he looks at the cake “how do I eat this?”, his mom responds “your a puppy, use your paws, silly”, so Flynn plunges both hands int his cake, and takes out huge chunks, and tries to eat them, but gets it all over his face and paws. He continues to make a mess of his cake, leaving chunks all over his face, and paws, and some small chunks on the plate, until there is nothing left. He looks up at his parents, and sees his mom taking a picture of him, blushing behind the mess of cake on his face. His mom comes over, with a wet washcloth, and starts to wipe his face clean, until there is nothing left. Then she picks him up, and carries him to the living room, where he sees puppy toys all over the floor. He is set down, with a slight crinkle, and his mom pats him on his padded butt, telling him to go play, so he does, crawling over to some blocks, and plops on his butt, and starts to stack the blocks. His mom brings him a bottle of milk, and more toys, and occasionally takes a picture of him, acting cute.

2:00 pm
Soon he starts to need to go to the bathroom, and he gets up, and walks to the bathroom, but his mom catches him “where are you going?” “the bathroom” “silly Flynn, puppies can't use the potty” “but where am I going to go” the pressure was building “your diapers silly” Flynn blushes “i don't think I can mommy” he stopped, he hadn't called his mom “mommy” in years “just relax, and let it release” so he toddles back in the living room, and sits on the floor, and relaxes, and the moment he relaxes, he start wetting himself, and he couldn't stop. His mom came in, and saw he had finished “does my puppy need his diaper changed?, he can only blush as she sets him on the couch, grabs the changing mat, powder, and a fresh diaper. She unsnaps the short tails, unsnaps the onesie, and removes his wet diaper, powders him, and puts on him, resnapping everything, and setting him back on the floor.

5:00 pm
Flynn's mom comes in, and carries him upstairs, to his bedroom, where his father is waiting. He is set on the bed, and his parents start talking “Flynn did you enjoy today” “yes mom, I loved today” “would you like to do this tomorrow?” “but tomorrow is not my birthday” “yes dear we know, but your father and I have been thinking, if it makes you happy, would you like to stay our puppy?” Flynn looked at them, and saw only love in there eyes, and looked at the box of clothes, then the diapers, then himself, then back at his parents, and said only one word “yes”. His mom smiles, and ask him to lay down, and close his eyes, and to not peek, so he lays down, and closes his eyes, as he feels his clothes being removed, a new diaper being taped on, and suddenly being encased in warmth. His mom tells him to open his eyes, and sees he is in a footed sleeper, and has very thick diapers on, and had a pacifier clipped to the sleeper. His mom sat by him, and started to cradle him in her arms, as his dad comes back up, with a bottle of milk in one hand, and a brightly colored book in the other. She took the milk, and propping Flynn up, started to bottle feed him, while his dad was rubbing his chest. Slowly he started to feel tired, ad as he finished the bottle, it was replaced with the pacifier, that he happily sucked on, and his mom tucked him in, and they both kissed him on the forehead. The two things he heard before he fell asleep is from his mom “good night, little angel” and from his dad “where are we going to find a crib that big?”