Your new "mother" brings you inside, cooing to you and tickling you all the way. The house is small but respectable, its antique furniture seeming oddly timeless. From the kitchen you can hear the soft tick-tock of a grandfather clock, and something good seems to be cooking in the oven.
Your head practically spins from all the new sights and sounds. Thankfully, the vixen finally sets you down on a small white table.
Wait a minute...
Lovingly she peels off the old-fashioned dress the orphanage gave you, exposing your thick white diaper. You blush under your fur, maneuvering your tail to cover your crotch.
"Aw," she says, saddened. "You don't need to be scared, honey. I just wanna check your diaper."
You've gone through this process more than a few times at the orphanage...but that was different. They were just anonymous caretakers: you never learned any of their names, and they were only doing their jobs. But now you're being absorbed into this strange fox-woman's family as her new daughter. From this day onward, she will regularly invade your privacy. She'll check your diaper, she'll change you, she'll bathe you, she'll take your temperature, eventually she'll potty-train you...it's more than a little frightening.
You hear a childish squeal of delight, and look out the window to see a neighbor and her child frolicking out on their back lawn. The golden-eyed female wolf watches as her young pup races around a chugging sprinkler, naked and screaming with joy. The wolf toddler yells out again, wagging his tail as he prepares to charge through the sprinkler.
"Look, it's Sarah and Andy," your "mother" says brightly. "Andy isn't much older than you. Maybe I should let you meet each other sometime--you're both such cuties!"
Your stomach sinks even further at this idea. Then, to your shock, the fox-woman briefly sticks her finger inside your diaper. You know that the gesture is innocent, but it doesn't make it much less violating.
"Hm. You're pretty wet," she observes. "I think we'd better get you changed. Then I'll take you out and you can play with Andy! How's that sound?" she says as starts to get out the powder and wipes.
What do you do?