It was a fairly normal Friday night for Sal the salamander, he had picked up a gig to take care of one of those kids that couldn’t be left alone at home while their parents took a night off from the woes of parenthood, and he got paid! He was seeing off the parents before the real fun could begin, they had given him extra to get pizza and a mandate that their precious tot was to be bathed before bed~
“I’m sure he won’t be any trouble at all!” Sal grabbed the little runty fox he was babysitting and thoroughly rubbed his hair, making it far messier than it had been a few moments before, Brandon for his part scowled and yapped as he got a minor headlock from the much older teenager. “Daaaaaaad I don’t need this nerd to watch me!” he scowled and stamped his paws, but no tantrum was going to dissuade his dads that he was a independent toddler that could stay up all night if he really wished, maybe one day. 
Brandon was clearly upset even as his parents left, crossing his arms as Sal was on the phone ordering the pizza, he hadn’t even asked Brandon what toppings he wanted! Not that as a literal baby he wanted anything other than pepperoni and plenty of cheese of course but it was the thought that mattered! 
Brandon continue his cold war and attitude even as he pulled out a loose dollar from a unknown place “Ya know I got money too, if you leave early ya can have this too” he smiled, expecting to have his offer taken. Sal for his part laughed immediately at the fox who couldn’t have looked more desperate even as his paws uncrumpled the dollar that looked like it had been ran through the dryer one too many times. “Your a riot kid, gonna have to tell your parents that I’m gonna have to babysit you again for sure!” he bapped the fox on his diaper as a sign for him to move on from the attempts to get him out. Soon enough the two were snacking happily away on pizza, but puzzling the fox’s demeanor hadn’t let up at all, in fact he seemed to be a little too happy almost devious in nature. 

“Pizzaaaa” Brandon murred as he eyed Sal out of corner of his eye, Brandon had given him a chance to leave earlier but he had rejected the fox’s offer of cash money. Now Sal was slowly starting to shrink, his clothes fitting far less than they had even a few minutes ago. Sal was too busy eating pizza to notice how his clothes were quite empty on his frame and his stomach didn’t quite protrude nicely from under his shirt. 
It wasn’t the shrinking that alerted poor Sal to his misfortune, it was that he had suddenly lost an essential part of growing up. He stood up and yelped out, in a much younger voice than the one he had minutes ago “G-gotta pee!” he stammered as he tried his best to move, but his clothes wear now far too large for even the youngish boy he was now and he struggled to keep them up, to keep some part of his modesty still intact as he moved for the toilet.

But, Brandon laughed and smirked as he watched the salamander struggle to move and decided to speed up his curse as he moved. Making sure Sal would never reach his destination even as a wet spot started to spread across his crotch, the soft sound of a boy pissing himself as he put his paws down his pants to try and keep his penis from peeing, but it was far too late for the toddler rapidly facing infancy. “N-nooooo I’m a big boy!” he wailed as any maturity in his voice and face had vanished without a trace leaving just a baby doing what babies doing, pee their pants, but Sal for his part wouldn’t accept it and started to crying as he liberally soaked his jeans. He looked back at Brandon but realized that he was smiling with a wicked, almost devilish look and his ears seemed to be more pointed than normal. 
Brandon got up, he was now taller than his babysitter and he was still shrinking albeit at a lower rate. Sal couldn’t stop crying as he was left a snot and tear covered mess, his paws came up to try their best to rub away his tears, but all he succeeded in doing was rubbing his eyes with stinging urine from the accident he was still actively participating in. The tyke for his part couldn’t keep his soaked underwear and jeans up anymore and left them behind as he tried to crawl away, his destination more uncertain as his tiny baby dick and balls went up deep inside of him and Sal was left unable to really crawl anymore.” I-Imma biiiiig!” he wailed as he rolled over onto his back and peed a nice little baby fountain onto himself as he bawled like any other near infant would do. 

“Told ya you should’ve taken my offer!” Brandon smirked as he stood over the wet babysitter and picked him up. “You really do make a cute baby though, lets make some new baby photos!” he laughed as he rubbed the emasculated little tot’s little dinky as Brandon took the lil guy to the bathroom to clean him up. Couldn't let a little pants piddler like him be naked ya know? Brandon laid the newly babified tyke up on the changing table that was mainly meant for him, but had a new little guy fittingly.. Brandon for his part took ample photos of the mess in front of him, next time Sal will have ample opportunity to leave with knowledge of what happens to the people who babysit Brandon. Sal was still obviously upset and tried his best to cover the basically non-existent dick between his legs, not that hard to be honest with how small it was. 

Brandon laughed and swatted it paws away “Don’t you want to be clean lil guy? Don’t want ya getting a rash” he pulled plenty of towelettes from the freezer next to the baby area and started wiping the pee soaked salamander clean.
“C-cold!” he yelped as Brandon cleaned the tyke up, making sure to wipe extra well on dinky and between his buttcheek and on his lil hole. 
All the wiping from Brandon had stirred and awakened Sal’s little member between his legs, it jutted up in start contrast to the rest of the baby smooth body on the lil guy.
“Awwww, how cute! Guess ya like being a pants wetter don’t ya?” Brandon snickered and got another extra cold wipe and started rubbing Sal’s peepee, up and down sliding his bit of foreskin over his dinky. 
“N-nooo-hrrmmm” Sal whimpered as Brandon jacked him off, it felt too good to tell the fox to stop even if he was using the coldest possible wipes. Sal didn’t last lost and his climax left him kicking his legs and cooing happily as the funny feelings exploded his adult mind into pieces.

Brandon powdered the lil dinky as it started to soften, making sure the baby was pretty covered from tummy to butt. Sal murmured approval as he legs were brought together and a poofy diaper were slid under and his legs were allowed to rest on it. The naked freedom the lil toddler had didn’t last long as Brandon expertly taped the salamander into a diaper, returning him to how he used to look a good fourteen years ago or so. Brandon chuffed a satisfied murr as he took a few more photos as Sal finally started to come down from his climax.

Unfortunately for Sal he whimpered as he felt his diaper warming up. He was wetting his diaper and couldn’t stop. The first of many for sure for him as Brandon carried him off the table, grinning ear to ear.