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"Okay Island, are you all ready for your sleepover?" The young otter nods his head as his mother gathers up her purse and car keys. She continues, "Are you gonna be a big boy and keep your pants dry? You already had an accident this morning and wet the bed three times this week." The otter blushes as he twists his foot paw into the carpet. He then fusses, "I'm almost twelve Mom! I want to wear my Swat Cats undies! I don't need silly baby pants anymore!" His mother sighs, "Well, okay. You can wear your cloth training pants for the afternoon and evening, but I think we should pack one of your Pull-Ups in your backpack for sleep time. I don't think Good Boy's parents would have much fun cleaning up a mess if you wet the bed. Besides, Mrs. Trish said now that Good Boy is ten, she is trying to potty train him... again. I think seeing his older buddy in Pull-Ups may help motivate your little late-bloomer friend. With a huff and a stomp on the floor, Island gives in. He sighs, "Fine I will wear the trainers. Only because Good Boy needs a big boy role model. NOT because I need them!" The otter's mother chuckles as she stuffs a Pull-Up into his backpack, then makes him step into the thick cloth choo choo train-themed trainers. After putting his pajama pants on, the two gather up his game system, backpack, and sleeping bag, before heading out to the sleepover.

Meanwhile, at the Liger house, Good Boy's mother is busy ripping the sides of his wet Pull-Up loose. She cleans up her son, making him step into a fresh one once finished. She smiles, Okay Pumpkin, are you ready to host your first sleepover? The liger nods from behind his pacifier as his mother slides the new Pull-Up up around his waist, "Uh hu! When we were at the playground, Island told me he was going to bring his big-boy game system! Can I bring out some of my big boy toys that you packed away, Mommy? His mother smiles, "Sure thing sweetheart. Now that my little baby liger is trying to be a big cub again, I think we can pull out a few of your old toys. Island probably wouldn't like playing with all your baby toys anyway. Just promise Mommy that you will let me know when you need to go to the potty. That's what big boys do. If you have too many accidents, you know what happens. It's back to diapers day and night for my little baby liger." Good Boy nods his head again, "Yep! I'll be a big boy Mommy!" His mother proudly smiles as she makes him step into his pajama pants and pulls them up and around his fresh Pull-up. Just as she gets them around his waist, the doorbell rings. Good boy squeals out, Yay! Islands here!"

After a quick chat between the two parents, the sleepover celebrations begin. This is the first time Island has visited the liger home, but the two boys have played on the playground many times before. As usual, Island gives Good Boy a hard time about his babyish habits. Sucking his paci as usual, Good Boy gives the otter a hello hug. Island laughs, "Dude, how long are you going to suck that stupid pacifier?" A bit embarrassed, Good Boy spits it out, allowing it to dangle from its lanyard. Wanting to change the subject, Good Boy announces, "Let's go up to my room and play with my big boy toys!" He grabs onto Islands paw and drags him up the stairs and into his room. Upon entering, Island sees that Good Boy's room is not a typical ten-year-old's room, but actually a nursery. He laughs and playfully teases the liger, "You still sleep in your crib? Those are for babies! You have a changing table? Those are for babies! Your mom even still stacks up your diapers on the shelf? What a baby!" Good Boy begins to fuss, "So what?! I like my crib and... and... I only wear my diapers to bed now! I get to wear my big boy Pull-Ups during the day!" Island laughs as confidently points his thumb at himself, "I'm just teasing you, dude! Don't worry, you'll be a big boy just like me before long." As the words leave the otter's mouth, he feels a warmth suddenly spread throughout his pajama pants, followed by the sound of dripping. Good Boy begins to giggle as he points down towards the floor, "Uh... are you sure that you're a big boy, Island?" Island quickly realizes what has happened. He has wet his cloth training pants! The otter begins to panic, "OH NO! I... uh... aww man!" Good Boy laughs again as he yells out to his mother, "Mom! Island peed his pants!"

It doesn't take long for Good Boy's mother to arrive. Oh no Island! Your Mom told me you were having accidents, but I figured it was just at night. Let's get you cleaned up, Hun. With that, Good Boy's mother hoists the otter up onto Good Boy's changing table. She removes his soaked pajama pants followed by the saturated trainers. She then cleans him up and reaches into his backpack, "Well, looks like your mom sent one pair of Pull-Ups. Maybe we should just put these on you a little early. She slides the Pull-Up onto the otter, then sets him down on the ground in just his pajama top and Pull-Up. Upon finishing with Island, Good Boy's mother decides that it's probably time to check her cub and see if he has been a big boy, unlike Island. She pulls down the liger's pants to reveal a soaked Pull-Up. She sighs, "Oh Pumpkin, I thought you were going to tell me when you needed to use the potty!" Good Boy just shrugs as his mother lifts him onto his changing table just like she did with Island. A few minutes later, the liger is in a fresh Pull-Up and ready to go. As his mother goes to pull his pajama pants back up, he notices Island standing in the middle of the room, embarrassed by the fact that he now has nothing to cover the childish Pull-Up he is wearing. Good Boy smiles, "No pants, Mommy! I just want to wear my shirt and Pull-Up like Island!" She laughs and removes the pajama pants as Island smiles, now knowing that his buddy will join him in wearing the childish attire.

The rest of the evening, the two boys play with Good Boy's toys on the floor. After dinner, the two move to the living room to play some video games. As the two begin to play, Island notices Good Boy squirming. He chuckles, "Let's play two games at once. I bet I can beat you at this video game AND not wet my Pull-Up before you." Not wanting to be outdone, Good Boy agrees. He laughs, "Fine! It's on!" and the two boys begin their contest. In the end, the challenger is the one to lose. Seeing Island panic as the little blue screwdrivers and wrenches disappear from the front of his Pull-Up and instead are replaced by a growing yellow stain, he begins to tease. Good Boy laughs as he gives the final blow to both Island's video game character, as well as the otter's inflated big boy ego. "HA! GAME OVER! I WIN! WHO'S THE BABY NOW?" Island hangs his head in embarrassment knowing that he has been defeated. Hearing the ruckus, Good Boy's mother enters the room. She looks down at the soggy otter, "Oh no! You already wet your Pull-Up? Well, it's about time for you two boys to get ready for bed anyway. Island, I think it might be a good idea for you to wear one of Good Boy's diapers along with him tonight. We don't want any more accidents." Grabbing the paws of both boys, she leads them up to Good Boy's room. Looks like they will both be sleeping like babies tonight.

Game Over

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