Diapered Animal Planet -- (Author) BloncoCraven

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Author: BloncoCraven
Timestamp: Jun 10, 2025 at 3:49 AM
Content: (This is a new open source world I've been fantasizing about for year. Anyone who wants to can make a story in this world. Mines gonna be a long one)

I bring you now to an alternate world in a not too distant future. A world in which 400 years ago humanity was about to reach its end. Due to obscene amounts of solar radiation our DNA was deteriorating. The Humans of the time gathered their best and brightest to assemble a machine that would fill in the blanks of their genetic code with that from other animals. Most of us are born “normal” until around the end of puberty when our DNA deteriorates too much. The computer at the centre of the earth finds us and repairs our DNA with that of a species which matches our personality, wants and desires. We don't have a choice which animal we get and often it can lead to changes in behavior and a decrease in certain mental faculties. Skunks will often defecate when scared, Cats, Dogs and Herbivores are entirely turned on by submission and most Predator species feel an aching need to dominate and insure the safety of those they dominate.

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Chapter 1

There I was in the living room of my apartment, wearing nothing but a crop top and a diaper, arguing with my much taller wolf boyfriend over our latest bit of frivolous drama.

“FINE IF YOU THINK YOU’RE SO CAPABLE THAN YOU CAN LIVE HERE BY YOURSELF!” He said as he stormed out.

I sat on the couch and cried for a few minutes before realizing where I was and what I was wearing. “Shit!” I thought. “He left me alone in a diaper and I've got a shift at the restaurant in two hours!” I felt the diaper and knew it didn't have much time left. Maybe it could handle an hour worth of my wettings, but then it would ultimately leak. In our culture, because of 98% of the population’s love for BDSM dynamics, changing your own diaper is considered strictly immoral. It was even worse for me, a two striker with only one potty infraction left until I got demoted to pull-ups for real, outside of a sexual context.

I asked my digital assistant what the rules were on potty training again “Yep, you can have as many accidents as you want if you're choosing to wear a diaper and you can have 5 accidents in a pull-up before you lose your potty training license. But three accidents in your underwear that's straight down to pull-ups, 5 accidents in forced pull-ups brings you down to diapers. And of course removing your own diaper will get you brought up on charges in front of the disciplinary council.”

“Like I would ever do such a horrid act.” I scoffed. “But I've gotta get out of this thing before work.” I stood up and thought for a moment “I suppose I could ask a neighbor to help me out. There's some predators next door, Dan and June. I'm sure they'd be thrilled to see me desperate like this!” I walked out the front door in my exposed, soaking wet diaper and knocked on my neighbor's door.

An elderly bear with a grey muzzle and kind eyes opened the door and looked down at me. “Why hello Liam!” He said, with an adoring half smile.”

“Hi Dan!” I said.

“Come to buy more weed?” He asked. (Weed is legal here)

“No, my boyfriend left but he left me in this diaper and I need to get out of it before work.” I made my cutest begging face.

Dan got down on one knee to look me in the eye “Ok, can you ask me in big boy words for what you need?”

“Can you please help me out of my diaper Mr Groff?” I asked with even wetter more desperate eyes.

“No, but I can change you into a fresh one!” He scooped me up easily, supporting me by my diapered butt. I'm a petit 5’2 cat boy and he's a 7 foot tall bear man.

“Well what's this little guy doing here?” June, his thicc bear wife asked.

“He just needs a quicky diaper change before work.” Dan said.

“Oooh that's so cute.” She got up and walked over. “I've always wondered how little a cat boy’s penis must be!” she said with a smile and I hid my face from embarrassment.

Dan laid me down on the floor then grabbed a loose diaper from underneath the coffee table he untaped me and his wife finally learned.

“I knew it! Teeny Tiny!” She exclaimed, pushing her fingers together.

Dan wiped me down and taped me into a fresh diaper. Then he lifted me up by my armpits and stood me up “Now does that feel better, kiddo?” He asked.

“Yes sir.” I said

“Now go get ready for work.” He said, smiling as he patted me on the butt in the direction of the door.

I walked back over to my place and started getting ready for work. I put on deodorant because I couldn't shower, then I brushed my head fur and cheek fur and I changed into my uniform.

The knee length black skirt was hard to get over my diaper, but with some struggle the zipper came up. I put on a white button up and tucked it into my diaper. For unpotty trained folks it's illegal to conceal a diaper, I'm still potty trained, but it's not worth the hassle of proving myself to potty enforcement agents. I put on a short black vest over the top. I looked like the perfect little waitress. I grabbed a diet soda for the walk and left through the front door.

As I walked down the stairs I saw a cute bunny girl just a little bit taller than me coming up.

“Oh hi!” I said

“Hi!” She said back.

“Did you just move in here?”

“Yeah, My brothers were the gorillas here making a ruckus yesterday. They were carrying my stuff up for me.”

“Oh yeah, I saw them! One of them checked my diaper.” I smiled.

“Oh! Are you unpotty trained or just kinky?”

“Just Kinky!” I said, bobbing my head.

“Great! Hey, I'll see you around!”

“Yeah, for sure!” I smiled and we both started walking again.

I walked down the street about 2 kilometers to get to my restaurant. A mean crocodile grabbed my soda out of my hand and chugged it in one go.

“HEY!” I shouted, "You drank my soda!”

“Here, I'll refill it for you.” He smirked as he hawked the grossest loogy into the can and handed it back to me. He grabbed my chin and pulled it up “Now what do you say?”

“Thank you for the refill.” I said, sadly.

“Good boy.” He said as he patted the butt of my skirt and sent me on my way.

I opened the door to the restaurant. Everything was made of black wood and fancy looking people sat at every table. I went to the back and my manager was there

“Did you finally get demoted?” Mr Samson, a dorky antelope/manager, asked.

“No, my boyfriend just left without changing me this morning.”

“Alright. If you have an accident I'll change you. But I'm done two hours before your shift ends so find someone else after that.”

“Yes sir.” I said. I clocked in and grabbed a pen and note pad before walking over to my first table of the night.

“Hello everyone!” I smiled. “I'm Liam, I'll be your waitress for the night. Can I start you off with any drinks and does anybody have any questions about the menu?”

a decrepit old hyena touched my butt “Listen, diapah boy.” He said “I'll have a vodka coke, my wife will have a strawberry daiquiri and my kids are gonna share a pitcher of margaritas. Ya understand that?”

“Yes sir, I got everything.”

“Show me your paper.” he said, waving his fingers with one hand and still groping my butt with the other. I showed him the paper and he straightened out his glasses to read. “Good girl. He said as he swatted my butt to send me along.”

I didn't say anything because this was a restaurant where touching the wait staff is allowed, as with the majority of restaurants in this world.

I made the drinks and brought them out. I handed each one to the right people and the old hyena rubbed my hip. I looked over to him and he handed me a $1 bill.

“Thank you, sir.” I said as I took it gently.

“There'll be more where that came from.” He winked.

I ran around to different tables, getting drinks and food and being disrespected. At one point a 21 year old wolf man sniffed my butt to see if I needed changed. I was clean and only a little wet. I wrapped my tail around his head flirtatiously, since I was back on the market. Then I walked back to the Kitchen.

“Hey, was that guy sniffing your butt?” asked Rico, a tall Gorilla man and line cook.

“Yeah, he was just checking my diaper.” I blushed.

Rico picked me up easily and sniffed my butt, “Yep, you're clean.” he confirmed “So was you flirting with him?”

“I don't know, maybe.” I hid my smile as my tail gently moved back and forth.

“Well, you should get his number. I think that Rodney's no good for you anyway. You're always fightin’.”

“Yeah, I guess maybe.” I walked back over to the wolf man, swaying my hips back and forth trying to be as seductive as possible. “Hey Handsome, I was wondering.” I stroked the bottom of his chin softly with my claw “If you'd like to take me out sometime?”

“Ahem.” I heard a female racoon say from across the table “He has a girlfriend.”

“Girlfriend is a strong word.” The Wolfman said, as he grabbed my pen and pad, writing down his number on it. Text me, we'll talk.” He smacked me on my butt gently and I stuck my tongue out and winked at the racoon lady.

“How'd it go?” Rico asked.

“Got his number!” I cheered, in a sensual bragging tone.

“Great job, little man.” He held out his hand to high five me.

The shift was normal for a few more hours until eventually I couldn't hold it any longer. I was doing a potty dance at the blender, mixing a Pina Colada when suddenly *blarp* I messed my diaper.

I poured the drink then walked it over with a weird wide sort of step.

“Does this smell funny to you?” Asked a beautiful dog woman in a red sequin dress.

A chimpanzee man sniffed the glass and said “Nope, I think it's diaper boy over here.” He pointed at me.

“Sorry yeah, I had an accident.” I said, embarrassed.

The Chimpanzee man climbed out of his seat and he was taller than me. Around 5’10. He pushed me by my butt back to the kitchen. “This little one, shit his pants. Anyone wanna handle that?” He asked.

“Oh yes sir, right away.” Said my Mr Samson. My Manager grabbed me by my arm and dragged me to the staff bathroom. He pulled down the changing table and said “Hop on.”

“But you're a Herbivore. We're both subs.” I cringed.

“I know, but somebody needs to change you so we'll have to make do.”

“Can't I ask Rico? He's at least an omnivore.”

“Just get up, you're wasting time.” I crawled up onto the changing table and he tugged down my skirt. He fiddled with my tapes for a little bit then looked up a YouTube tutorial. He finally got the tapes undone then he opened me up. “Hold on, I'll be back.”

He left the bathroom, leaving the door open and me fully exposed. I played with my thumbs and thought about how hot it would have been if Rico were changing me. Eventually Mr Samson showed back up with some wipes. He wiped me down then balled up my diaper and threw it out “Shit! hold on.” He said, leaving me in an open bathroom again.

Eventually he came back again, this time with a diaper. It was clearly a baby diaper but because I'm so small he was able to tape it on me with some struggle.

I got off the table and he helped me back into my skirt which fit better with the thinner diaper.

“Um , thank you sir.” I said, uncomfortable.

“Good job, little boy?” He said, also unsure as he patted my head.

We didn't make eye contact as we walked back out to the front.

The rest of the shift was normal. I got groped a few times and people tipped me well, then I walked home. It was 10pm and I noticed I was pretty wet.

As I walked up the stairs I thought “I should ask Mr Groff to change me into something more substantial.”

“I knocked on the bear family's door and nobody answered. I knocked a couple more times and still nothing “Shit.” I thought “How am I gonna get out of this now. I'm gonna get diaper rash. “Desperate times, but maybe that Bunny girl can help me. I already got changed by an antelope today.

I knocked on her door and she opened it in a sexy black lace thong and bra combo. “Oh shit!” She said, “You're not the tinder guy.”

“No, I am not.”

“Can I help you?”

“Yeah, Mr Groff isn't available and I need my diaper changed.” I said nervously.

“I'm a bunny.” She cringed.

“I know, I just need help.”

“Ok, but right in right out I've got a leopard coming.”

“Yes, I understand.”

She led me inside by the hand and laid me down on the couch. “Listen, the only diapers I have here are for much bigger animals. So they'll be quite thick and I'll have to wrap them around quite far.” She reached for a bag labeled jungle cat, they were a plain medical diaper specifically intended for potty failures. (They don’t make cute diapers for Carnivores)

She untaped me and wiped me down. She was surprisingly more sensual than Mr Samson was. She balled up the diaper and then placed the new one beneath me. The padding was so thick it lifted me about a centimetre off the couch cushion. She folded it up and it was waist high, just above my belly button. She taped it on and the tapes went so far back they were on my butt and the other side went all the way to my butt too so the sides overlapped.

She helped me stand up and I said “Thank you.”

“You're welcome.” She smiled, “you behaved so well!” she scratched my head in a really nice way that I liked and I leaned into it. “You're such a good kitty aren't you.”

“Yes mommy.” We both blushed and I scampered out of her apartment saying “Thanks for your help!”

I got in my apartment and closed the door panicking. I thought “Did I just enjoy getting changed by a sub?”

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Author: BloncoCraven
Timestamp: Jun 16, 2025 at 3:08 PM
Content: Chapter 2:

I sat in my apartment the rest of the night thinking about how kind it was of that Bunny Girl to change me. I also wondered why I had asked to be changed instead of simply taken out of my diaper. The diaper I was in now was huge and bulky. I couldn't close my legs no matter how hard I tried. “It's meant for bigger kitties.” I said out loud.

I walked to my bedroom then laid in bed playing with myself through my diaper while scrolling through pictures on my Chome. I looked up diapered leopards. Putting two and two together I decided that was what was happening next door and it intrigued me.

Most of the results were inspiring stories of leopards who are paralyzed and recovered or insult posts making fun of unpotty trained leopards. I felt bad for the poor things, they couldn't help it. “But I suppose they are predator species and predators are supposed to be better at it than us.”

When I got bored of scrolling I went to the bathroom and brushed my sharp teeth. Then I took my pills and laid back in bed. I peed my diaper and tried to sleep but I couldn't stop thinking.

I grabbed my Chome from the bedside table and scrolled to the bottom and pressed include sexual results. I found pictures of leopards embarrassed to be wearing colourful or patterned diapers “Holly shit.” I said out loud. They were in all sorts of poses that made them look like subs. They looked like bigger versions of me.

“This goes against every rule I know, but why is it so hot.” I thought. I scrolled through these despicable photos until I accidentally fell asleep with my Chome awake…

When I awoke the next morning and saw my chome still awake and I panicked. I leaped over to it, grabbing it and seeing what I may have done while tossing and turning.

I saw I had sight shared with all surrounding chomes, the range was set to just this building, but that still meant I had to worry about the Groff’s and that sweet bunny girl who probably knows now that I know what she was up to. I cringed with embarrassment then turned off the sight share.

I got out of bed and thought “I don't have work today so maybe I can just stay indoors and avoid embarrassment.” I looked down at my diaper “Oh yeah, it can hold a lot more. I peed a whole nights worth in there and it soaked it up excellently.” Then I walked out to the kitchen to pour some cold brew.

I was just pouring in my caramel creamer when I heard a knock at the door. I cringed “That must be someone who saw my leopard search.”

I opened the door in nothing but my giant wet diaper and saw the much taller Jaguar lady from downstairs.

“Liam, why were you looking at pictures of diapered jungle cats last night?”

“I- I'm sorry ma'am I had a weird day yesterday.”

“Well regardless of your day that material is inappropriate for submissives to look at and it's even more inappropriate to share it with others.”

“Sight sharing was an accident ma'am I fell asleep with my chome awake.” I tried to explain, panicked.

She brushed my hair back “It's ok to make mistakes baby, but it's not ok to think of jungle cats as anything other than your superiors.” She got down on ons knee and grabbed both my wrists, pulling me over her knee. “So I'm going to spank you to remind you of your place.”

“Oh god please no. I'm really sorry ma'am I'll never-”

I was cut off by a rapid fire set of slaps on my diapered bottom. The padding was so thick it barely even hurt, but I still cried from the humiliation.

The bunny girl stepped out of her apartment and looked at me sadly.

“Mind your own business, bunny girl or your next.” the Jaguar commanded.

“Yes ma'am.” She said as she went back in her apartment.

Finally after about 60 spankings the Jaguar woman stood me back up. “Now have you learned your lesson?”

“Yes. I'm sorry.” I cried.

“Good.” With that the Jaguar left.

I fell to the floor in the hallway and rubbed my butt, still crying. The Bunny girl stepped back out and I felt embarrassed.

“Hi, are you ok?” She asked.

“Yeah, I think so.” I whined. “How much did you see?”

“I watched the whole thing through the peephole. what was that about?”

“She was punishing me because of what I sight shared last night.”

“Right, that's what I wanted to talk to you about too.”

“Ok, please be gentle.” I put my butt in the air and braced for impact.

“No, not punish, just talk.”

I put my butt down and looked at her curiously.

“Do you want to come in and chat about what happened last night?”

“Ok.” I said.

The bunny girl helped me up and led me by the hand into her apartment. She sat me down on the couch and then sat down across from me. Knees apart, confident and with strong eye contact.

“I'm Lucinda Lorry by the way. You can call me Miss Lorry.”

“Oh I'm Liam Paine, people call me Liam or little Liam or baby Liam. I've never met a prey animal who goes by an honorific before.”

“I'm different than most prey animals. I'm not so much into being hunted. I assume you figured that out.”

“I did. You were so smooth when you changed me and you were having a leopard over and you had jungle cat diapers. The pieces all fit together.’

“So you were looking up leopards in diapers last night, because you were curious?” She raised an eyebrow.

“Yes ma'am. I mean we're both submissive species. How would one of us take charge over one of them? It was confusing, but also, weirdly hot.”

Her eyes sparkled and she began to smile. “Isn't it! The swapping of the rolls, the violation of the rules of our society. To have a jungle cat bend to my will! Nothing makes me feel more powerful.”

“But that leopard. It would have been stronger than you. What reason would it have to listen to your authority?”

“Consent.”

“What is consent?”

“He just likes it! Back in the 21st century before the DNA crash people had a concept called consent, in which it was wrong to do things people didn't want you to do. But as the great computer altered our DNA everybody was into BDSM so those social constructs fell to the wayside.”

“And that's why the predators are able to be so mean to us.”

“Exactly, because of culturally assumed consent.” We stared at each other for a second and then she spoke again “I’m able to dominate the jungle cats because they want me to, because I make them feel safe to explore feelings our society doesn't allow for. Lord knows I've been bent over and spanked just like you were today, but in my private apartment with a willing predator I'm the spanker.”

“Wow, that's amazing. Ya know I always wandered back before we got animal DNA how people divided up into Doms and subs.”

“It was all consent based, you took the position you wanted. Ya know it's even steeped in our language. The terms man and woman were for all adults. Boy and Girl were terms everyone grew out of.”

“So in the old days we would have been a man and a woman?”

“Exactly, I actually refer to myself as a woman out of protest and use honorifics like you mentioned earlier to denote my chosen dominance.”

“You should talk about this more!” I said, excitedly. “If more people knew about con- ah con seeent.” I struggled to pronounce it. “I think the world would be a safer place for us!”

“I'd love to, but our society hates it. We've been taught from so young that we are who we are that so many people see it as morally wrong.”

“I guess you're right, the predators are stronger because they're better than us and we should listen to them.” I lowered my head in disappointment.

“Hey, don't say that. Just because it has to be hidden doesn't mean it's actually wrong. We're a rebellion. We're gonna change the world from the shadows.”

“Ok.” I said, still unsure.

“Liam, would you like to go on a date with me and have me show you what it feels like to be dominated consensually?”

I looked up, panicked, I really did want that, but I knew it was wrong. I knew predators could date other predators and omnivores could date anyone. But a Herbivore dating another herbivore, who would be the one who knows how to do stuff? “Yes.” I said, before I was even done thinking.

“Great, go home and get some nice clothes on. We'll be going out dancing.”

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Author: BloncoCraven
Timestamp: Jun 21, 2025 at 1:25 PM
Content: Chapter 3:

“Can you come over to my apartment and help me get ready?” I asked. “I just need help getting into a me sized diaper.”

“Oh, sure thing kiddo.” Miss Lorry, the bunny girl, Smiled.

She grabbed my hand and we walked across the hall. My apartment was still wide open. We closed the door behind us and I laid down on the floor. She tickled my tummy and I laughed then she untaped my diaper.

“Decent size penis.” She said, “It'll do for what I need it for.” I blushed and hid my face, curling up into a ball. Miss Lorry slapped my butt and said “Go take a shower, pee pants.”

“Yes ma'am.” I replied as I got up and scampered to the bathroom.

I hopped in the shower and the hot water relaxed my muscles. After a few days without one I really needed it. I used coconut scented shampoo all over my body and strawberry body wash on my critical stink zones. I got out of the shower and dried myself off, checking myself out as I did it. I walked back out into the living room naked as a jaybird. As I approached the Bunny Girl she looked up at me.

“Hi ma'am.” I said, flirtatiously, as I bent over putting my face near hers “Is there anything you'd like me to do for you before I get diapered up again.”

Miss Lorry smirked her cute little rabbit smirk, but not like any I’d seen out of a bunny before. It was cold and confident. Like she knew something I didn't. She had the eyes of a wolf. Hungry.

She grabbed my balls “Down boy.” She commanded. I knelt down and she let go. She lifted herself up just enough to take her black leather pants down to her ankles and said “Lick.” I did as I was told and she held me in there with her hands so tight I could barely breathe. Her thighs were tight on my head. We went for quite a while, her hips gyrating until I felt a spray in my mouth and her thighs closed even tighter. “Good boy.” She said, pushing me back.

She sat back on the couch breathing heavily until she stood up and pushed me on my back. She pulled her pants back up and grabbed a diaper I had sticking out from under the couch. She put my ankles together and lifted my butt, sliding the diaper underneath me and helping my tail through the hole. I sneakily used my tail to fondle her thigh and butt as she taped the diaper securely onto me.

“Thank you ma'am.” I said.

“You're a good boy.” She said as she pulled me to my knees. She started giving me scritches. All over my head and face, squishing my face around “Oh you're just the cutest little thing aren't you?” I started uncontrollably purring as I moved my face deeper into her hands. She stopped petting me then put her hand behind my butt. She leaned me over and started gently patting and rubbing my diaper. “Now are you gonna keep this clean for mommy?”

“No!” I said, playfully.

She swatted my butt “Are you gonna keep this clean for mommy?” She said more strictly.

“Yes Mommy.” I submitted.

“good boy. Now get up and go get dressed.” She helped me up and I waddled into the bedroom.

I picked out a little red dress and some gogo boots that were leather and the same colour. The dress was strapless and showed off my ass well. The bottom of my diaper could be seen just barely out the bottom too. “How embarrassing.” I thought, as I smiled.

I grabbed a small red purse and loaded my chome, my wallet, some pepper spray and a granola bar. I walked back out to the living room and asked “Ok Miss Lorry, is it time to go?”

“Yes, baby.” She said as she stood up off the catch and rubbed my butt as she walked by. We walked to the door to my apartment and she said, “We'll be going to two clubs today, one is a normal all day dance studio by the beach. There'll be normals there so I want you to make a safe word in case you get into trouble, also we'll have to be discreet about me dominating you.”

“Oh that sounds fun!” I smiled and folded my hands behind my back, “I guess our safe word can be Brussel Sprouts.”

“That's great, complex enough to never be said by accident.”

“What will the second club be?” I asked, very curious.

“Once it gets dark out we'll head over to a dive I know. It's a diaper punk bar. There’s punk music and cool people and everyone there feels like they were screwed over by the system. Herbivores who wanna be Dom's, supposedly unpotty trained folks who’ve never had an accident in their life, Lots of skunks too.”

“Oh yeah, skunks.” I said, sadly, “Those poor people are always being bullied by potty enforcement agents.”

“Exactly!” She said, putting her hand on my shoulder “You get it already.”

We headed out the door and down the stairs. Once we were on the walkway I asked “How are we getting there?”

“I'm gonna drive, silly.” She ruffled my hair.

“Wow! You can drive?” I asked, excited.

“Yep! I know it's frowned upon for people like us to drive, but that's why I do it!” She smiled and skipped to the parking lot.

I followed quickly after her. “Aren't cars a little big for you?” I asked.

“Nah.” She said as she approached a mini cooper “That's what they make these for.”

We climbed in and she was absolutely right, I had never been in a mini cooper before. “Wow, This must be what it's like to be a jungle cat in a normal car.” I said with sparkles in my eyes.

Miss Lorry giggled and started the car. “So did you just decide to never learn how to drive because society said so?” She asked.

“No uhh. I actually really wanted to, but my parents said no. Ya see my mother was an Elephant Seal and my father was a RazorBack Pig. Both very strong and very violent. Most of my older siblings were carnivores too so When it came time it was a hard no. My sister could drive me everywhere.”

“Wow, that really sucks. You should've done it anyway. Go full rebellious.”

“Haha, could you imagine.” I fake laughed, “They would have been furious.” I turned my head away, in deep thought.

We pulled out of the parking lot and drove towards the beach. It was strange being in the car without a predator. No watchful or hungry eyes. Just us.

We pulled up at the beach and found a spot to park. We climbed out of the car and Miss Lorry guided me to the walkway. We walked for a few minutes until I heard Music. Upbeat Spanish music. I started shaking my hips and She laughed at me. Eventually we saw a raised platform with a dance floor full of people.

“Is that it!?” I asked, excitedly.

“Yes it is!” She replied.

I ran over to it and she chased after me. As I approached the line to get in. I saw more of the place. The raised purple and black checkered dance floor was fenced off and within the fence was a pool full of almost naked hot people. There was also a swim up bar that could be accessed outside of the pool through the back. There were seats but most people were standing and at least dancing a little. It looked like a very fun area.

We stood in line, waiting for a while in silence and when we got to the front the bouncer, a hyena, looked down at us and lowered his shades “Alright, you two are hot, come on in.”

We high fived each other as he opened the velvet rope and we ran inside. We stood there looking around and as a new song came on I started to sway my hips and tail again.

“Come on, dance with me.” I said to her.

“Nah, babes, Dom's don't dance. I already look submissive enough just being a bunny.”

“Don't be ridiculous, there are predators dancing here.” I kept dancing and I gestured over to a twerking hippo in a very slutty outfit and a wolf woman getting low, in a lady’s elegant pantsuit.

“Actually Hippos are herbivores.” She said.

“Then explain the wolf.” I said, smarmy.

“Don't get smart with me, little boy!” She scolded.

Just then an Alligator in a stunning white suit strolled up to us “Hello, little ladies. Have you ever been here before?”

“We have, thank you.” Miss Lorry said, trying to shew him off.

“I haven't, also I'm a boy!” I said, completely oblivious to the danger I was in.

“Hmm, that's cute.” The alligator smirked at me. “How would you ladies like to come to my VIP section and sit on Daddy A’s lap?” He said pridefully.

“Are you Daddy A?” I asked.

“Don't ask him that.” Miss Lorry scolded.

“As a matter of fact I am, you cute young thing. and who might you be?”

“I'm-”

She slammed me in the face “Don't tell him your name. He can find you.”

“I'm not gonna find you. I just wanna give you ladies a good time.”

He had hungry eyes, but not hungry for me. He wanted something else. I didn't know what.

“HEY! Lucy! Can we go to the dancefloor now?” I asked.

“Yeah, let's go.” She said and we walked over to the dancefloor together.

“What was with that guy? He seemed nice at first but then he got creepy near the end.”

“That's Daddy A he's a prolific Submissive trafficker. He kidnaps herbivores like us and sells them to be sex slaves in the Middle East.”

“Oh my god! It's a good thing we got outta there. Thanks for telling me not to give my name.” I put my hand on my chest and fell into her.

“Of course. I'm in charge of you. I'm not gonna let anything happen to you.” She said it and I knew it was true. I felt safe up against her.

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Author: BloncoCraven
Timestamp: Jun 23, 2025 at 5:46 PM
Content: (I hid the very sexual part under a spoiler warning, if this is still too much, just tell me and I'll take it down and post a new version without that paragraph)

Chapter 4:

I leaned away from her and started dancing, swaying my hips and rubbing my hands up and down my body. Miss Lorry, being a bunny, was still too uncomfortable to dance. She didn't want to be seen as a submissive so I had an idea.

I backed up on her and began to twerk against her. I looked back at her and pushed my bangs out of my face. I could see her lighten up, as if she was finally allowed to do something. She grabbed a handful of my diapered butt and began to move it around and grind on me. I went back harder and before I knew it we found a flow.

We danced for a while and I slowly worked my way into an upright position until we were face to face. My arm wrapped around her and we began to rub each other's curves. I leaned in for a kiss and she bent down slightly to receive it. We kissed, our lips tenderly interlocking. She grabbed my butt and lifted me onto her half stuck out thigh and I grinded on it through my diaper. The pleasures of our flesh on flesh and fur on fur.

After some time of us moving in and out of our touching groping dance a tall tiger walked up to us in a grey suit and purple tie. He poked me on my shoulder and said “Hey I couldn't help but notice you two subs dancing together.”

“Yeah, we're having fun!” I smiled.

“You’re cute together.” He said as he grabbed my hip “But you get to dance with a grown up now.” He was so much stronger than me I was powerless to stop him. He ushered me away from her, his hand firm and big enough to cover my entire diapered butt.

Miss Lorry tried to pursue, but a bear grabbed from behind with his whole hand around her stomach. “Where do you think you're going, little missy, you get to dance with a grown up now too.”

“Let me go!” She shouted, “I am a grown up!” She took her high heel shoe and stomped into the Bears foot.

“Ah! FUCK!” the bear shouted, “That's a bad girl, no dancing for you!” He grabbed Miss Lorry's hands and put them together then he knelt down and forced her over his knee.

“No please stop! I need to rescue my friend!” She begged.

“He's safe and sound with a Dom now and you will learn to obey.” He pulled Miss Lorry’s leather pants down to her thighs leaving her in only her black lace thong with butt cheeks exposed. He smacked her rear and she whimpered. Miss Lorry looked around and saw everyone was staring at her. The bear hit her hard again and again and again. “Are you getting it now?” The bear asked.

“Yes, I'm sorry!” she cried.

“Then just 10 quick ones and then we'll dance. ok?”

“Hup uh, ok.” She submitted, through tears.

The bear hit her exposed butt 10 times in quick succession. Miss Lorry cried out in pain, but people just kept staring. The bear stood her up by her armpits, then pulled her pants up for her. “Now are you gonna be a good girl for me?” he grabbed her chin so she had to look him in the eyes.

“Yes sir.” She said, ashamedly.

“Then twerk up on me.” He commanded.

“Yes sir.” She said as she turned around and bent over in the same position I was in mere moments ago and he grabbed her hips to grind on her hard.

Meanwhile I was back with the tiger.

“You're a cute little thing, aren't you?” He said, inspecting my body with his eyes and hands. He lifted my dress to get a better look at my diaper. “Tell me, are you unpotty trained or are you just wearing these for fun?”

“Just for fun, sir.” I said, avoiding eye contact and smiling politely.

“That's good. I wouldn't wanna potty train you myself.”

“You're not gonna kidnap me, are you?” I made a begging face.

“No no no, sweet thing.” He grabbed my face and put his thumb in my mouth, “I was just meaning if we started dating it would be a hassle.”

I started sucking his thumb out of habit. It was so big it filled half my mouth.

A new song came on and it was one I knew and really liked. I spat his thumb out and exclaimed “Dance with me!” I grabbed his arms and began to jump up and down. We danced, the party style dance you would do at a rave, then he came close to me, grinding his junk on my lower back. I moved into it. This guy was mean, but he was undeniably hot. “It's been a while since I've been fucked by a giant Tiger dick.” I thought. We found our motion together, it was mostly dominated by his movements. No eb and flow like with me and the bunny girl.

Some time went by of us dancing together then he took my head and turned me around. He bent down far to kiss me. Squeezing my diapered butt and lifting me to his height. His breath smelled like cigarettes and cocktail olives. But his arms were so big and strong. I was rock hard under my diaper.

He loosened his arms to let me away from his mouth and then he asked, “Would you like me to take you to the bathroom and fuck you?”

“Yes Daddy.” I said, practically drooling.

He smiled softly and carried me to the bathroom.

Back with the bear Miss Lorry was struggling. They were now dancing face to face and the bear rubbing her all down her body as she grinded on his thigh.

A dorky diaper salesman strolled up to them. An antelope in a pinstripe suit with a box strapped to his shoulder filled with childish diapers with clown fish on them.

“Hello.” the antelope said, “I couldn't help but notice your submissive is not wearing a diaper.”

“I'm potty trained, thank you.” Miss Lorry said in a huff.

“I believe that's up to your master little one.” He condescended and flicked her nose.

“Yeah, we'll take two just in case she has an accident.” He let go to grab the diapers and Miss Lorry bolted into the crowd.

“I have to find Liam, I have to find Liam.” She thought, panicked and running, “Where is he? That tiger was huge, he should be easily visible.” Eventually she was out of breath and had to stop “What if that tiger was a trafficker. Liam could be miles away by now.” She got a sickening sorrowful feeling. “We never should have come here.”

“Excuse me, little girl, are you lost?” She heard a woman's voice from behind and turned around. Two leopards were standing there in white button ups and brown cardigans, their tails intermingling.

“Yes, I'm looking for my friend Liam. He's a cat boy twink in a dress.” She begged.

“We saw him.” one of the leopards said.

“Yes, he went to the bathroom with a tiger man.” said the other one.

“They were going there to have sex.”

“Oh thank God.” Miss Lorry breathed a sigh of relief. “But Liam came here with me. How dare he hook up with someone else!” Miss Lorry walked over the men's bathroom and knocked on the door. “HEY!” She shouted. “What's going on in there?!”

Spoiler: Explicit

I heard her voice and my butt hole tightened. The tiger man lost control and began to pump outrageously. Then I felt him pause and tremble then finish inside me and fill me up. He removed his giant penis and his hand that was holding me up and I fell to the floor.

“You're a good boy.” He said.

I smiled and said “Thank you.” I pulled my dress back down and didn't put my diaper back on as I left the stall and opened the bathroom door.

“Hi, Lucinda!” I said with a relaxed smile.

“Hi. Did you enjoy what you did in there?”

“Yes I did!” I smiled brightly.

“Come on, let's get out of here.” She said as she dragged me by the wrist out of the fenced area and back to the normal beach.

As she continued to drag me I got curious. “It's not nighttime yet, where are we going?”

“We're gonna grab an early supper. I had to get out of there.”

“Ok.” I shrugged.

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Author: BloncoCraven
Timestamp: Jul 5, 2025 at 7:44 PM
Content: Chapter 5:

We walked back to the mini cooper, Miss Lorry was furious with embarrassment. She was pulling me by my hand and she opened the door for me and then buckled my seatbelt. She walked around the car and got in.

“Are you ok?” I asked, detecting some frustration. “What happened while I was gone with the tiger man?”

“Nothing, don't worry about it.” She said, sharply.

“Yes ma'am.” I submitted. Some time passed of us driving in silence. “I have to pee.” I said, pleading.

“Just go in your diaper.” She said.

“I'm not wearing a diaper anymore. The Tiger Man took it off me for our special time.”

She Sighed and dragged her hand down her face then pulled over into a solar station parking lot. “Get out. You need to be in one.”

We both climbed out and she opened the trunk. I looked in and saw diapers of all shapes and sizes and many different types of fetish gear. She pushed everything to the side then hiked up my dress and guided me to lay down in the trunk. She grabbed a diaper that looked to be about my size. It had the childish designs I was used to, a picture of a children's show character on the front, a cute tiger boy and underneath it wrote "keeps big babies dry”. She unfolded it and slid it under me then taped it on snug.

“Thank you for changing me.” I said, hoping that submitting more would cheer her up.

“We're not done yet, little one.” She tickled my tummy and I giggled and waved my feet around. She grabbed some beige straps and slid them under me too, guiding them around me in a similar way to the diaper, then she tightened it before locking in the front.

“Huh?” I asked, concerned at what I'd been put in.

“Just a little Insurance. For the rest of the night I'm the only one who takes your diaper off.”

I pulled at the thing but it was no use, it was locked above the wide part of my hips. The bunny girl now had complete control over my diapers. I looked up at her sadly. “But I still have to pee, why can't I use the potty in the solar station?” I whined.

“Potties are for big boys who don't take off their own diapers. You can re-earn your independence by behaving for the rest of our date.” She smirked.

“No, no, I didn't take off my own diaper, the tiger man did.” I tried to defend myself.

“But is the tiger man in charge of you?”

“No.” I pouted.

“Who's in charge of you?”

“You are.” I looked away.

“That's right.” she said as she pulled me to my feet and pulled my dress back down over my diaper. “Now get back in the car, baby.”

We climbed back in and got driving. Eventually we arrived at a chain sit-down restaurant. It was called St Ronaldo's Chicken. Miss Lorry unbuckled my seatbelt for me and we climbed out.

“Hold my hand please.” She said authoritatively.

“Yes Mommy.” I said, taking her hand.

Miss Lorry opened the door and we walked in. A tall hyena man in a suit with long coattails stood at a podium.

“Hello.” He said before asking, “Table for three?”

“No just the two of us today.” Miss Lorry replied.

The hyena man looked confused “And who's going to be paying for this?”

“I will be.” Miss Lorry said, proudly.

“Ok, come with me.” The hyena man said “and hold my hand please.” he continued in the same tone Miss Lorry used on me.

Miss Lorry put her head down embarrassed and took his hand then he began to pull us through the aisles. Most of the restaurant was classy, dark brown wood and chandeliers and warm paintings. Eventually we came to a bright colourful area with hard metal seats painted red. The floor was white tile instead of hardwood and the paintings on the walls were instead farm animals. Toys and coloring books were scattered on the floor.

The waiter gestured towards a table as if he wanted us to sit there.

Miss Lorry spoke up. “Actually I was really hoping to eat in the classier area back there.”

The hyena man reached down and ruffled her hair. “Sorry kiddo, but unaccompanied submissives have to sit in the kid zone. It's just so you don't bother the grown up customers while you play, ok?”

“I'm not here to play, I'm here to eat.” She said flatly.

“That's adorable, it's always so cute when submissives try to act big. Rules are rules though, kiddo. So you can sit here or you can leave.”

“Fine.” Miss Lorry accepted her fate and we sat down on the metal chairs. “Can I get a Prosecco?”

“Sorry no alcohol in the kid zone and I'm not a waiter either. You'll have to wait until they show up to order.” He said condescendingly.

Miss Lorry let out a huge sigh. “Fine, just get out of here then.” with that hyena man left.

We began to look at the menus and everything looked fancy but had silly, childish names. I saw a simple chicken dinner with potatoes and carrots labeled Big 2 piece clucker meal. There was a chicken Parm labeled Chicky Wicky Parmy Party.

“Umm mommy, can you just order me whatever you want so I can go play on the floor?” I asked, I don't really like eating food anyway so I was utterly bored by the menu.

“Oh, ok baby. Go ahead.” She said.

I immediately jumped off my chair and grabbed a robot toy, I made mouth sounds and had it doing flips and running super fast. Miss Lorry looked down at me and giggled. Seeing her face light up made me happier than the toy did.

Now that I was down on the floor and in a different position I could feel my bladder really aching. “Well I'm not getting out of this anytime soon.” I thought. I immediately peed myself. I really flooded my diaper. I could see through the bottom of my dress that the word dry was a wetness indicator as it disappeared. I felt the pee drift back to my butt and the warm squishiness of my diaper turned me on. Me and Miss Lorry were alone in the kid zone so I started pawing at the front of my diaper.

Just then the waiter strolled up and grabbed my arm. I saw the tall chimp man and he said “Save that for home, ok kiddo?”

“Yes sir.” I looked away, embarrassed.
He bent down and picked me up by my armpits. I stretched out, letting my legs and hips dangle then he set me down back at the table. “Now what would you, kids, like for supper?”

“I will have the Cajun Vegetable Stew and Liam here is gonna have the Chicken Stips with Fries.” Miss Lorry said confidently.

“I don’t think that’s what it says on the menu.” The Chimp man smiled down at her, smugly.”

Miss Lorry cringed, then swallowed her pride “I will have… Mommy’s Cajun Veggie Stew and Liam will have the Kid’s Chicken Fingey Meal.”

“Great. We’ll get that right out to you.” He smiled and took our menus before he walked away.

I looked over at Miss Lorry and she was clearly fuming.

“Are you ok?” I asked, genuinely.

“It’s just bullshit, ya know. We shouldn’t be treated like this, just because some computer assigned us these bodies. This is humiliating.”

“I don’t know. I like it. It can be fun if you let it be.”

“Well it’s not fun for me! There’s no choice in this. No option to be anything else. I’m an adult, a grown woman. I should be able to sit in the grown up section, unattended.”

“I’m sorry. It must be really hard, when you don’t like this stuff.” I placed my hand on her hand.

“Thanks.” She looked down. “It really is.”

Just then the Chimp man came back up and smacked his hands together. “Alright, I’ve got your orders in.” He said, with a big smile. “Now if you’d like a drink I'll take that order now.”

“Are the rules on no alcohol in the kid zone real or was the Maitre d just fucking with us?” Miss Lorry asked.

“Language.” The Chimp man said sharply. “And I don’t know what rules you’re talking about so he must’ve been messing with you. If you can show me your adulthood licence you can have a drink.”

We both pulled out our chomes and and showed the man our adulthood licences. He studied them carefully and said “All good. You’re adults. What kind of drinks do you want?”

“I’ll take a prosecco please.” Miss Lorry said.

“Do you have Cherry Brandy?” I asked.

“We do.” Said the Chimp man.

“Great! Then that!” I smiled.

The Chimp man smiled and walked away.

We stared at each other for a while and then I spoke up. “So that Hyena guy was messing with us.”

“Oh my God! That’s all I want to talk about!” She said with a fervor.

“Like what’s with that guy? We’re paying customers.”

“I know. I wonder if we’re not even supposed to be in the kid zone.”

“You should ask. We may be able to move. I enjoy the toys, but you feeling comfortable is more important to me than entertainment.”

“No, I want you to have fun and this is really where we should be anyway. After all, I have a kid with me.” She smiled at me and winked. “Now, go play.”

“Thanks mommy!” I slid back off the seat and felt my wet diaper squish against the tile floor then I crawled back to the robot toy.

I sat and played with the toys for a few minutes while Miss Lorry scrolled on her chome. Eventually the Chimp man came back with a wine glass full of prosecco for Miss Lorry and some cherry brandy for me in a sippy cup. “Just to be safe, while you’re playing, little one.” He ruffled my hair and smiled.

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Author: BloncoCraven
Timestamp: Jul 9, 2025 at 3:08 PM
Content: Chapter 6:

Some time passed and the waiter brought us our food. “Come on, sprout.” He said as he gestured for me to come to the table.

I put the toys down and looked up at him “But I wanna play.” I said, just a touch grumpy.

“Come on now, your bunny friend ordered you a nice supper don't you wanna be a good kitty and show how much you appreciate it?” I sat and thought for a minute before the monkey man moved towards me and picked me up by my butt and back. He squeezed the seat of my diaper. “Uh oh, feels like somebody's wet.” He said, before he sat me down on the chair. “Do you need me to get someone out here to change him?” He asked Miss Lorry.

“No, I can change him.” Miss Lorry said with a mouthful of potato in her mouth.

The chimp waiter looked confused then he walked over to Miss Lorry. He grabbed her shoulders and stood her up before pulling her pants back and checking down in.

“Do you mind? I'm an adult and I'm trying to enjoy my meal.” Miss Lorry said, indignantly.

“Oh sorry, so you're in panties and he's in diapers?” The chimp man asked.

“Yes.” Miss Lorry grew more frustrated.

“Ok.” He said, as he let go of Miss Lorry's pants and allowed her to sit down. “Can I see your potty training license?” He asked.

“What, why?” Miss Lorry asked.

“I'm just trying to figure out why you two are friends when he's so clearly little and you're trying your best to be big. It's suspicious, like maybe you're supposed to be in diapers and lying for independence.”

Miss Lorry sighed and pulled out her chome. She lifted it to his face and he grabbed it, studying it closely.

“Wow, you really are fully potty trained. It's not even provisional and only one accident in the last six months. That's impressive for a submissive.” He smiled and handed it back.

I quickly handed him my chome “I'm actually potty trained too!” I smiled, “I just wear diapers because I like them.”

He took the chome and read for a while then scrolled down. “Wow two underwear accidents and you're only three months into your 6 month cycle. You're likely to end up in pull-ups for real soon. But you are officially potty trained for now.”

I blushed and smiled nervously. “It wouldn't be my first return back to pull-ups. I was thinking about taking a potty training course to get my record expunged.”

“Probably a good idea, you've still got three months until your record resets and it wouldn't be a bad idea for you to re-learn some of the basics. Since you're having so many accidents.”

I cringed and bowed my head.

“Ok I'll leave you to your meals.” The chimp man said as he walked off.

“Man, what was that guy thinking?” Miss Lorry complained as she shovelled more stew into her mouth.”

“I know. I mean of course it's a good idea to check licences and make sure no one's breaking the law, but a potty training check before our meals, our food’s getting cold.”

“It's not even that. I wanna know what made him think I might need diapers. I'm clearly mature, sitting up here at the table, scrolling on my chome, reading the news.”

“I don't know, maybe it's like reverse psychology. The more one of us tries to act mature the more incentive they have to prove we're not.”

“That's an interesting way to look at it.” Miss Lorry said. She sat and thought for a few seconds before beginning to eat again.

We ate for a while in silence as we scrolled on our chomes. I read a comic book about a cat boy who when he stays out late transforms into a wolf man. Miss Lorry scrolled on her social media, browsing stuff like the Peko Peko islands being flooded

Miss Lorry ate the last bite of her stew and I still had a lot of chicken and fries left.

“Mommy, do you want some of mine?” I asked.

“No baby. That's an omnivore meal. If I ate that I would get really sick.”

“What about the fries? Those are potatoes.”

“But they're fried in beef tallow.”

“Oh, I'm sorry. Maybe we can ask for a doggy bag to take them home.” I pitched.

“That's a great idea.” Miss Lorry Smiled. She waved her hand to call the waiter over.

“Hey, you kids finished?” He asked.

“Yup.” Miss Lorry groaned. “Liam wants a doggy bag for his meal though.”

“No problem.” The waiter took Miss Lorry's bowl and walked off.

“He called us kids.” Miss Lorry complained again.

“I think he meant kids in the colloquial term. Like ‘you crazy Kids' or ‘kids these days’.” I tried to explain.

“Still not fun.”

The waiter walked back up with a doggy bag and a receipt. “Will that be coin or chome?”

“Chome.” Miss Lorry replied.

The waiter held out a chome with the restaurant's logo on the back and Miss Lorry tapped her chome against it. We heard a peaceful bong and knew the money had been transferred.

I packed my food into the doggy bag and the chimp man patted my butt as we left.

We approached the car again and Miss Lorry said “Let's lay you down in the trunk and get you changed again.”

“Ok Mommy!” I smiled and bounced.

She unlocked the doors and opened the trunk. I layed down and she unlocked my straps. Next she untaped my diaper and wiped me down. She removed my wet diaper from underneath me and then taped me into a new one of the same brand. She pulled the straps back up over me, pulled them tight and locked them. “Good boy.” She said as she pushed in on the diaper massaging my boy parts. Lastly she helped me up and closed the trunk.

She pulled down my dress for me then took me to the passenger door. She helped me in then buckled my seatbelt for me. She kissed me on the cheek then closed the door.

Miss Lorry Walked around to the driver's side, got in and drove away.

We drove for quite a while, deep into the slums. It was getting dark out but there were a great deal of people still out. Half dressed subs, some going clubbing others selling their bodies. Dom's out and around selling drugs or buying the subs. I shivered at the thought.

We pulled down a street with nothing on it. Brick buildings with no doors. We came to a parking lot with a run down shack on the other side. We stepped out of the car and I could hear the bass inside the old bar. Three skunks stood outside smoking weed and wearing exposed diapers and studded leather jackets. Two of them, a boy and a girl, were in their late 20’s. The older boy was fat and sat in a chair, he looked to be in his mid 40’s

We stepped on to the rickety deck and the skunks looked at us “Hey Luci! How's it going? Who's the fresh boy toy?” The older skunk asked.

“His name's Liam. He's a sub through and through, but he's learning to get dommed by herbivores so I'm taking him under my wing.” Miss Lorry said proudly.

“That's great. Hey kid! My name's Rolland, I'm kinda the elder here. You have any problems, you come to me.” He coughed a few times and continued “The three of us attend a mandatory court ordered daycare service in the day, but we're here all night every night.”

“Thank you, sir. I appreciate it.” I smiled.

Miss Lorry grabbed the screen door and opened it. A shockingly muscular gazelle in a tight black security T-shirt stood by the entrance. “Hi Luci, how are you tonight?” He asked.

“Good and you?” She asked.

“Great, Rolland has a new batch of my product and I get paid tonight so I will be juiced tomorrow.” He spoke in an enthusiastic voice. “Can I check your ID, Big Man?” He smiled down at me. “Just gotta be careful, this is a shady bar, but if we get shut down our clientele have nowhere to go.”

“Oh, sure.” I said as I pulled out my chome and showed him my adulthood license.

The jacked Gazelle studied it closely and handed it back. “Looks good, have fun you two.”

“Oh believe me, we will.” Miss Lorry Smiled and did finger guns as we walked deeper into the bar.

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Author: BloncoCraven
Timestamp: Jul 9, 2025 at 11:54 PM
Content: I drew a picture of what Liam and Miss Lorry look like

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Author: BloncoCraven
Timestamp: Jul 10, 2025 at 1:23 PM
Content: Chapter 7:

Miss Lorry continued deeper into the bar and I followed, desperate to stay close with someone who knew what they were doing.

Miss Lorry approached the bartender, “One whiskey please, Lauren. Neat.”

The bartender, a bone thin, middle aged leopard looked down at us. “And what about your little friend?”

“Oh! Liam, what do you want to drink, baby boy?” She pinched my cheek.”

“Can I get a vodka Pepsi?” I asked.

“Sounds gross, but sure.” Lauren said. She poured our drinks and handed them to us. It seemed like Miss Lorry already had a tab because we just walked away.

I finally decided to look around. There were a great many herbivores in the bar. Mostly sitting at tables and in all kinds of clothes. I saw many of them wearing diapers. Many of them tried their best to hide them as I looked. Others wore them proudly either as a part of kink or from pure rebellion.

There were predators too, not all of them carnivores. They looked at me like I was fresh meat. When they saw Miss Lorry grab my hand they went back to sniffing the other herbivores.

I saw three people stroll up on stage. A handsome skinny tiger in a black band t-shirt and a babyish looking diaper. He grabbed the microphone as a fat bear sat down at drums and a sexy female cougar picked up a bass guitar.

“What's up Degradees?! We're back from intermission, sufficiently high and now let's fuckin’ rock!” The tiger picked up an electric guitar and began to shred as the drums went crazy and the bass was stable and in my chest.

I started to dance around and Miss Lorry Smiled and danced too. A few people stood up and danced with us. The ones standing in the corners moved closer to the centre. Before we knew it the whole place was rocking.

Miss Lorry and I danced up on eachother and swung each other around and before I knew it I was drenched in sweat. I was really getting some exercise to the point that I felt myself pee and didn't care. I fully wet my diaper again.

With a huge strum on the guitar and some tumbling beats the song ended. “So what do you wanna hear next!?” The tiger man shouted.

“Sex Pickle!” Called out a donkey in a button up shirt, tie and dress pants, an obvious diaper poking above his waistband.

The crowd cheered as they played sex Pickle and it was a truly awesome song. I danced hard until I ran out of breath. Then I stepped outside to get some fresh air.

“Hey Liam, enjoying the show?” The younger boy skunk asked.

“Hell yeah!” I exclaimed and then gasped.

“That's great.” He smiled.

“Struggling to breathe?” Rolland asked.

“Yeah, I was dancing pretty hard.” I admitted.

“Ehh, there's no ventilation in there.” Rolland said. “That's why we go outside to smoke.”

“Wow, I'm surprised this building’s allowed to stay standing with no ventilation.” I said.

“Well it's not technically. But we love this bar so to stop the government from tearing it down we make sure there's always someone in the bar. They can't legally tear down the building with someone inside.”

“Oh wow, that's a smart idea.”

“Thanks. It was an old friend of mine’s idea. But I used to be the one who stayed in the day. That's why they sentenced me to daycare. They caught us moving some meth, which isn't even illegal anymore, but too much of a controlled substance is a misdemeanor. I could've done 6 months community service but when the city found out who I was they saw an opportunity to get rid of the bar.”

“That sucks man. How long do you have to attend daycare for?”

“Don't know, they didn't put a time stamp on it. Could be the rest of my life. Ya see they downgraded me to a provisional independence license, so I have to check in with an ‘adult’ to supervise me after every four hours on my own. They sent out a court order for us three to attend a daycare service for a minimum of eight hours a day, Monday to Friday. They set the court order to end when I regain my full independence license, but they barred me from retaking the independence test with no time stamp on it.”

“Wow, that's total bullshit man. Those government fucks are such ass holes always picking on skunks.” I said.

The girl skunk spoke next. “Yeah, we skunks have no choice but to come to places like this. It's the only place we can feel normal.”

Rolland looked away. “That place is humiliating. It's a prison of childhood. I'm a grown man. I've always paid my bills and my debts, but every day I have to go back there and be bossed around by 19 and 20 year olds, younger than my daughter. Ya know I got put on time out twice today. It's infuriating.”

“I can definitely understand that.”

“Luckily I got my wife at home to check in with every four hours. Lauren, the bartender, you would've met her in there.”

“I still live with my dad, but Lauren babysits me while I'm at the bar.” Said the young male skunk.

The girl skunk said “And my girlfriend shares an apartment with me. She's a Komodo Dragon and my dom so she was excited when I got demoted.”

“Well it's good that you all had support systems. You could have ended up at adult orphanages.”

They all grew sick expressions on their faces.

“Yeah, we're lucky for that.” Rolland said.

“So why do you guys all wear diapers?” I asked.

They all looked at eachother and the boy skunk spoke first “Oh the daycare we go to is super strict about what counts as an accident. So any dribble or skidmark at all they report it in the system.”

The girl chimed in. “Yep, we were all back in pull-ups by the end of the first month and then in diapers after three.”

“Did you never claim a false report?” I asked, aghast.

“Who would they believe?” Rolland asked “The student attending daycare or the teacher, supervising them.” That sentiment hung heavy in the air.

“That's so fucked.” I said.

“Yep, but that's life, for us anyway.” Rolland replied.

The boy spoke again “Plus everyone knows the punishment for denying a ‘real’ accident is removal of your adulthood license. Then we wouldn't be able to come to the bar at all.”

“Oh so you guys are all still adults?” I asked.

“Yup, at least we got that going for us.” Rolland said.

“Interestingly enough.” The girl spoke again “We all still have our babysitter's licenses too. So in the four hours we can be independent we could technically babysit someone.”

“Man, ya never realize how weird the system is until you start talking to people who have really gone into it.”

“Yep, the system’s twisted.” Rolland said and then he took a big drag from his joint.

“Say, I wonder if there's an exploit there. Like since you can all babysit. Couldn't you just check in with each other every four hours and be independent. Since you're friends anyway.”

“Haha that would be weird.” The boy skunk laughed.

“No, hold on.” Rolland was clearly thinking “The chomes are very literal, it's bureaucratic, the kind of bureaucracy that that kind of exploit would normally work for. I've only got 45 minutes until I need to check in with Lauren and I already have Kate on the babysitter app from when she used to watch Alice, my daughter.” Rolland took out his chome and flipped through some pages.

We heard a ding on Kate's chome and she took it out. “It's asking if I'm willing to babysit you!” Kate exclaimed. Kate clicked yes and we heard a ding on Roland's chome.

“Check in complete, it says.” Roland and the others looked astonished. “Liam, you may have just saved us a lot of trouble.” Roland stood up and put his arm around my shoulder. “Anything you want done, you say it and I'll come running. I cannot thank you enough.”

“I'm glad I could help!” I smiled incredibly widely.

I went back inside and the skunks followed me in. We all walked up to Lauren and explained the news. Miss Lorry saw us all chatting and came up to us.

“Hey baby. What are you talking to them about?” Miss Lorry asked.

Rolland spoke with joy “This genius son of a bitch just saved my ass a whole lot of effort. He figured out an exploit in the babysitter system so now we can just check in with each other!”

“Wow.” Miss Lorry was clearly astonished. “Liam, that’s extremely impressive. How did you think of that?”

“Oh, I was really into system hacking when I was young. My friends and I wanted to buy adults only products before we had our adulthood licenses. Ya know just plants and glass workings heh heh.” I made a devilish smile.

“So how did you get around that?” Kate asked.

“If you buy old chomes they still have old licences on them and because shapeshifting happens so often nowadays you can just upload your photo to their chome and essentially have a fake identity. If it shows a different age you can just say you were forcibly deaged.” I explained.

“Wow, so are you like a tech genius?” Miss Lorry asked.

“Yeah kinda. I was going to college to be a system technologist. But I got caught rigging tests and they kicked me out.”

“And now you’re a femboy waitress.” Miss Lorry said.

“Yep.”

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Author: BloncoCraven
Timestamp: Jul 13, 2025 at 2:16 PM
Content: Chapter 8:

We partied the night away. Doing shots and grinding on each other. Walking around and talking to everyone I saw how everyone loved Rolland. He was a pillar of the community.

I was pretty drunk when I made the decision but, “Hey Rolland.” I said. “What if I came to daycare with you tomorrow and helped you find some exploits there?”

“Really man?” Rolland said, “That would be awesome. If you could find something like you found today it would make me feel so good.”

“I'll book myself in now.” I took out my chome and opened the babysitter app. I switched my profile from babysitter to child. “Hey Rolland, what daycare do you go to?”

“Sunny Side Children's Learning Centre.” He said.

I looked up the daycare and filled out the survey, then I pressed submit and booked myself for one day. It cost $25 for the day, but it was worth it to make Rolland happy.

Eventually it got quite late and Rolland brought me back to his place to sleep. That way we could carpool to daycare in the morning.

I woke up in the morning with a massive headache and feeling crazy nauseous. I was laying on a carpeted floor in a leaking wet diaper. “Shit.” I said out loud.

Just then Lauren came in and said “You're up, good. I have to get you changed before daycare. Look, you leaked all over the floor.”

“I'm sorry ma'am.” I bowed my head.

“It's ok Liam, you're gonna help my husband today and besides you're not the first drunk person to leak in this carpet.” She put her hand on my chest and laid me back down. She quickly picked the lock on my straps with a paperclip, bending it into different shapes. Once I was out of the straps she untaped my diaper and wiped me clean. She put me into a fresh diaper. This one was plain white with some lines going up and down. It looked medical.

She grabbed a hold of my dress and lifted it off of me, leaving me naked in just a diaper. “Can't wear this, it's covered in pee.”

“I can't go to daycare in just a diaper though.” I pleaded.

“Come on, you can borrow some of our daughter's old clothes.” She helped me up and took me to her daughter's bedroom and I searched through everything.

I found a pair of loose fitting acid wash blue jeans that were shaped out by the diaper. The waistband of the diaper peaked just an inch above the jeans. I also found a forest green guns and roses crop top and put it on. “I look really cute, kinda grunge or punk.” I thought.

I walked out and showed Lauren.

“Wow, you look so good!” She said, “Rolland is still asleep, but I'm gonna wake him up and change him then I'll drive you both to daycare.”

“Ok!” I smiled as we both walked into the master bedroom.

She shook him and he groaned “Wake up ya drunk idiot, it's time for daycare, or do you wanna be there until 6 o'clock?”

“Fuck I'm up. I'm fine.”

“Scooch down the bed, I need to change you, you're soaked.

“Oooouuugh.” He groaned as he scooched to the edge of the bed.

Lauren untaped him and wiped him down. I saw him get hard and his penis was big. “Put that thing away.” Lauren said, “We've got stuff to do. I’m taking care of two babies here.” She taped him into a new diaper and then he got up.

He looked at me “You saw that?”

“Yeah, she did the same for me a few minutes ago. Nothing to be embarrassed about.”

Rolland put on a shirt. It was light green and had a logo, yellow words in a circle “Sunny Side Children's Learning Centre”

“Oh, does the daycare have a uniform?” I asked.

“Only for long term stayers. Guests like you won't have to wear one.” He didn't put on any pants, which was normal in our society for the un potty trained. It's illegal to conceal a diaper if you don't have a potty training license. Most people opt to wear low rise pants or shorts skirts though.

He waddled down stairs slowly, while Lauren and I followed. He poured himself a cup of coffee and grabbed a handful of precooked bacon from the fridge. He downed the coffee and shoved the bacon down his throat and walked out the door.

Lauren and I followed. Rolland sat in the passenger seat and Lauren got in the driver's seat. The car was clearly intended for bigger people so I climbed in the back and buckled myself into a child seat. We started driving without a word.

We pulled up to the daycare, a midsize two story building with windows all around. Rolland and I got out and walked in. The outside door was metal and opened easily. Once we were inside there was a sign with arrows, pointing left said “Little kid room” pointing towards the stairs said “Big kid room” Rolland walked up the stairs and I followed him.

He pulled out his chome at the door and scanned it. We heard a beep and the door unlocked as he walked in. I tried to follow but he stopped me. “You have to scan in too. So they know you signed in.”

“Ok.” I said. Then I pulled out my chome and scanned it.

I walked in and a daycare teacher was standing there in a white shirt that said Teacher in big block letters. “Good morning boys!” She smiled, her large tiger teeth given a pleasant facade from her kind eyes. “You must be Liam the new kid here just for today?”

“Yes I am.” I smiled.

“Well I see you've already met Rolland. He's our biggest brat here, always getting in trouble.” Rolland scowled at her so she walked over and swatted his diapered butt twice. “We had to put him on time out twice yesterday, he threw a little tantrum because we threw out his marijuana when we searched his backpack.”

“Oh man, that sucks, poor little guy.” I chided, playfully.

“Anyway.” The teacher said “We're doing a lesson on fractions in there if you wanna join or you can play quietly in the corner if that's too advanced for you. I know little Rolland usually takes an extra nap this time of day.”

“Ok, thanks ma'am!” I said as we walked in.

“Oh don't call me ma'am. I'm Mrs Pep.” She smiled.

Rolland walked in and right passed the tables where the lesson was being taught. I saw Kate and Kenneth, the two younger skunks from last night sitting at a table, building Legos. Rolland sat in one of the chairs and I sat next to him.

“Good morning.” Said Kenneth.

“What's good about it?” Rolland asked, surlyer than ever.

“I brought a thermos full of vodka in my lunch box today. If a teacher doesn't sit with us at lunch time, we can share and get totally smashed.” He smiled.

“Good on you Kenny.” He said and leaned back.

Just then a daycare teacher walked over to us. A young rat, looking to be in her early 20’s. “Alright kids, it looks like you've got a new friend today and I don't want you sitting around doing nothing all day. So I have some activities for you to do.” She smiled.

“OO! What kind of activities?” I asked, a little excited.

“The little kid room has offered us a basket of shapes for you four to use as study aids.” The rat girl pulled out a green basket full of laminated paper shapes in many colours. “I want you to sort through them and match all shapes and then sort the shapes into different colours. It's a two in one lesson that'll help you learn shapes and colours, since fractions are too advanced for you.”

“What about my nap?” Rolland asked, clearly annoyed.

“You can go down for a nap later today, ok kiddo? I'll be sending you downstairs to the little kid room for potty training class anyway and nap time is right after.”

“Yes, Miss Clark.” Rolland submitted. He dug into the basket of shapes, grabbed a handful and started organizing.

I didn't want him to get a head start so I dug in too and the others followed. Kenneth slid his Legos onto the floor so we had more room and I let go into my diaper so I could really focus.

The task wasn't super challenging. As an adult it was fairly basic. We argued over some of the colours. If teal belonged with blue or with green. Within an hour we had them all sorted.

We got talking again. It was very fun and Rolland seemed a little less grumpy. I said something funny and Kenneth laughed hard. A daycare teacher heard the laugh and came over to chat with us.

“Hey kids, is everyone still working?” Mrs Pep asked.

“Nope we're all done!” I smiled.

“Well that's just great.” She said as she looked over our work. She quickly moved the teals over to Blue. “There we go. I see you kids need help with colours. That's ok.” She patted me and Rolland on our heads.

Mrs Pep smelled the air and made a face “I smell poopies. Did somebody make a mess?”

“No Mrs Pep.” I said.

Kenneth and Kate both shook their heads and Rolland didn't wanna look at her.

“Well it's about time for an all around diaper check anyway. Kate, can you stand up please?”

“Yes Mrs Pep.” Kate stood up and Mrs Pep bent her over then pulled out the back of her diaper, studying it closely, she squeezed the front.

“Clean and dry, you're such a big girl, aren't you Katie?” The tiger woman praised.

“Yes Mrs Pep.” Kate smiled softly.

Mrs Pep walked over to Kenneth. “Stand up please Kenny.” She said in a sing-song voice. Kenneth stood up and the tiger woman studied his diaper. “Good job Kenny! You're clean and dry too!” She lifted up her hand for a high five and Kenneth high fived her.

She walked over to me. “Now Liam, your profile says that you're potty trained, but I can see you're wearing a diaper. Do you mind if I check you?”

“Ok.” I said as I stood up. She leaned me over and I placed my hands on the table. She pulled down my pants and then squeezed my diapered butt, looking at it intently. She stood me back up and turned me around, squeezing the front of my diaper.

“Well you're not poopy,” She said, “But you are wet so we'll take you for a change. She pulled my pants down the rest of the way and helped me out of them. “Go stand with that line of kids near the door, ok?” She pointed.

I looked over at the door and there was a kid standing there. Just the one and then two adults, a bunny and a golden retriever, all three with visibly used diapers.

I began to walk over, then I heard the daycare teacher talk again. “Well I guess since no one else was dirty we know who the poopy pants is. Rolland can you stand up for a diaper check?”

I looked back and saw Roland roll his eyes and stand up. The teacher squeezed the back of his diaper and he lifted his arms in panic of how gross it was.

“How can such a little boy make such big poopies?” The teacher teased.

“Please stop doing this. I'm 45.” He begged.

“Well it's too bad you don't have the mind of a 45 year old, or else you'd know not to poop in your pants. Head on over to the changing line, diaper boy.”

Rolland hung his head and walked over to the changing line. I followed in front.

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Author: BloncoCraven
Timestamp: Jul 19, 2025 at 1:40 AM
Content: Chapter 9:

Mrs Pep came to the front of the line and called out to the other daycare teachers, loud enough for everyone to hear, “Alright! I'm taking these kids to get their diapers changed!”

“Alright!” the other staff called out.

“Follow me.” Mrs Pep said and we followed her through the hallway and back to the entry door. She opened it up and stepped out then she adjusted some settings in the door’s entry machine.

As each of us walked through we heard a ding on our Chomes. I checked mine and a message had appeared saying “Diaper accident recorded. Change in progress.”

Mrs Pep walked us down stairs then adjusted more stuff on the entry machine to the little kid area. We walked through and heard more dings. I could see on the right there was a room full of all ages, with one thing to be noted. Diapers and pull-ups on almost everyone except the teachers. Toys, pacifiers and baby bottles too.

Mrs Pep guided us to a room to the left, away from where the other kids were, then she guided the actual kid away from us and into the room with the other kids.

“Where's he going?” I asked.

Mrs Pep smiled down at me. “He's going to the little kid room to get changed with them. You'll all be changed here in this private room because you're much older.”

“Ok.” I smiled back.

Mrs Pep laid down a big blue mat. “Ok Rolland, you're poopy so you go first. Lay down please.”

Rolland cringed, then did what he was told. I walked over and talked to the dog and bunny girls.

“Hey.” I said, “Why do you guys go here?”

The short bunny girl spoke first. “I'm only here for the time being. Had to move back in with my parents after the divorce and they didn't want me moping around the house all day. I'm working on finding a job so I can move out, but it's hard to find time to apply when I'm here every business day 8 til 8.”

“Oh, ok. I can understand how that would be hard. Did you get put back in pull-ups after coming here?”

“Yeah.” She said as she bowed her head in shame, “I was a bedwetter before though and I wore pull-ups at night for that. I've only ever had a provisional potty training license, but for a while there I even lost that.”

“What about you?” I asked the dog girl who was quite a bit taller than me.

“Oh I'm still a kid, I guess. My dad never let me apply for my adulthood license or any others really. I've just been doing this my whole life. I'm 34 and I don't know if he'll ever let me.”

“That sucks.” I said “It's a terrible system that you need your parents signature to take the adulthood test.”

“Reilly!” Mrs Pep called out, “Rolland’s all clean so it's your turn next.” The dog girl got down on the mat and sighed as Mrs Pep got to work.

“So, might I ask. You seem like a smart bunny. Why do you voluntarily take the classes here?”

“Oh well actually there's a grade system here!” The bunny girl lit up, “If you can work your way up they graduate you out of the program and the fact you attended a daycare program is exchanged for a grad badge on your public profile. I figure since you can organize achievement badges however you want I can put this one at the bottom and make it look old. That way I won’t have to deal with a youth councilor at my next job.”

“ooh. That's smart, I wouldn't have thought of that. I wonder, when you graduate from the program do you still come afterwards?"

“Nope. You're done and they send it off to other systems too. Graduating here can even grant people an independence license if they don't already have one.”

“Wow, that changes everything in my mind.” I said out loud and then got thinking. “If Rolland and the others take the classes and graduate then they'd get their independence licenses back. That's why the courts didn't put a time stamp on the punishment. They were supposed to work through and graduate.”

“Liam!” Mrs Pep called out, “It's your turn.”

“Thank you for your help, miss.” I smiled at her as I laid down on the mat.

The bunny girl looked confused at being called miss. “I'm Lyra, by the way.” She said.

“I'm Liam.”

Mrs Pep began to untape my diaper and as she unfolded it off of me Lyra stared intently at my private parts. Mrs Pep moved my legs around and wiped the pee off of me, then she removed the diaper from underneath me. She grabbed another diaper and unfolded it. The diaper looked exactly like Rolland’s, it was thick and purple with stars of the night sky on it. She slid it underneath me and taped it on snug.

Mrs Pep helped me up and slapped my butt. “Good boy.” She said, “Now Lyra.”

“Just a reminder.” Lyra explained, “I’m in pull-ups now, because I took the potty training written test last week. So I need to be changed into a clean Pull-up.”

“Yes Lyra.” Mrs Pep rolled her eyes, “We can all see you're in pull-ups again. Just a reminder for you though, this is one of your five accidents before you flunk back to diapers, so try a little harder. ok?”

“Yes Mrs Pep.” Lyra said as she laid down on the mat. Mrs Pep ripped the sides of her pull-up open and tugged it out from under her. The patchy White and Brown rabbit winced as she wiped her down. Mrs Pep lifted her legs and slid a fresh pull-up up them.

“Lift your bumm.” Mrs Pep said and Lyra did as Mrs Pep slid the pull-up up around her butt. Mrs Pep helped Lyra to her feet. “Ok, Rolland Lyra you two are going to the little kid room for potty training class. Liam and Reilly you'll come back upstairs with me.”

“Actually Mrs Pep,” I interjected, “I was hoping to sit in on potty training class. Ya know brush up on everything, I'm only one strike away from being back in pull-ups.”

“It'll take a full six week class for you to get your strikes wiped.” Mrs Pep reminded me.

“I know, I just wanna learn.”

“Ok.” Mrs Pep said, before she walked us over to the little kid room and then she took Reilly back upstairs.

A tall, broad shouldered alligator man walked up to us. “Hey kids, looks like we've got a new student today.” He held out his hand “My name's Mr Green, I know ironic, but still. Why don't you come on over and we'll get your name on the success wall.” I put my hand up to shake his and he grabbed me and pulled me over to a big blue tapestry with a bunch of names written in paper ordered from top to bottom. I looked at the names and saw Lyra was in third place. “What's your name, kiddo?” Mr Green asked.

“I'm Liam.”

“Ok.” He said as he grabbed a slip of paper and wrote my name on it. “Everyone starts at the bottom, ok Liam?” He said as he slid my name in underneath Rolland’s. “Look Rolland!” He called out “You've finally got someone beneath you!” He said with a smile, almost as if he meant it as a complement, but Rolland just looked down at his feet, even more defeated than before.

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Author: BloncoCraven
Timestamp: Aug 8, 2025 at 11:10 PM
Content: Chapter 9.5: Miss Lorry Solo Adventure.

I woke up in the morning with a bad hangover. I could hear my blood rushing and my head ached terribly as I rolled over and grabbed my chome.

“What happened last night? How did I get home?” I thought.

My chome didn’t have any information on it. Location services say I walked home, at least.

“Shit I’ll have to walk across town and get my car.” I thought, as I stood up and got out of bed. I peeled off my sweaty leather pants and shirt, then threw on a white sun dress with red flowers I had hanging over the back of my desk chair. I had only worn it for a couple of hours a few days ago so it wasn’t quite ready for the laundry. I sprayed myself with some perfume, to smell better and walked outside.

“I wonder if Liam wants to come with me?” I thought before I walked across the hall and knocked. There was no answer, so I knocked a few more times, before I gave up. “Shit, I wonder where he might be.”

I pulled out my chome and texted him as I walked down the stairs, trying not to vomit from the hangover, headache and motion combination.

“Liam. Where are you? Did you make it home last night, baby boy?” I asked. I put my chome away and made it to the bottom of the stairs, then stepped out to a bright sunny noon.

“uuuh.” I groaned, “I need something to deal with this. Baxter’s.”
I began my walk by heading to Baxter's, a nearby coffee shop with really great breakfast options. It’s greasy, cheesy and delicious.

As I walked I passed an elderly couple, two women in their 60’s, an otter and an owl. The Otter stood in my way. “Aww, now look at you.” She cooed as she pinched my cheeks. “Aren’t you just the cutest thing?”

“She really is, isn’t she? Where are you going in this adorable little sundress?” The Owl asked, as she groped my butt and held my arm as if she was stilling me for a diaper check.

“I’m just going to get coffee and grab my car across town.” I smiled politely, they’re old, they don’t know about personal boundaries.

“Wow! You drive a car huh?” The Otter exclaimed.

“Yep!”

“Well that’s very impressive for someone so little. You have a good day now.” The Owl said as she let go of my arm and swatted my butt to send me on my way. I kept walking to Baxter’s.

When I walked in there was a little bit of a line so I pulled out my chome and looked for a message from Liam, still nothing. I scrolled through the news and luckily there were no reports of dead cats, so that was good, although I was getting worried.

When it was my turn I stepped up to the counter and mumbled because of my hangover “I’ll have an Iced Americano and a Cheesy Hashbrown burrito.”

“Great, you want that with all the veggies?” asked the monkey man behind the counter.

“Yep.” I agreed.

“And can I see some ID for the coffee?”

“Oh yeah, no problem.” I pulled out my Chome and pulled up my independence licence. Nowadays you need an adulthood licence for alcohol, but you only need an independence licence to buy caffeinated drinks.

He grabbed the chome from my hand and studied it carefully. “Looks good. That’ll be $12 or 860 SC.”

“Oh for real, 860 SC?” I asked. “Yeah, I’ll pay in SC.”

“Yeah, it’s a special deal on now. The owners really want people to pay in SC because of government contracts.”

“That’s awesome.” I held my chome up to their payment chome, I heard a ding and the payment went through. I stepped aside to the pick up bay to wait for my order.

I stood there, waiting patiently, with a woozy sort of half smile on my face. Trying my best to look normal as my head pounded from the lights and sounds. Eventually my food came and I grabbed it. I thanked the man and walked outside to the sitting area. I placed my food down and got right into it, with three big bites, then I chugged five huge gulps of Americano. I immediately regretted it. I took a moment to steady myself before I began eating at a regular pace.

A potty enforcement agent walked up on the pavilion, an extremely tall and out of shape Puma man. He approached a couple, who were sitting and eating. They were calm even though he was very aggressive. He grabbed the deer woman’s wrist and held it as he took her chome and cycled through her ID’s. He sighed and let go of her wrist, throwing it a little as he did. He recklessly tossed her chome onto the table. The Agent snatched the donkey man’s chome next and cycled through his ID’s, then tossed it down as well. Luckily the Donkey man caught it.

The obese puma man speed walked up to me next, a little out of breath. “Stand up, huf, I’m gonna check you.”

“Umm. I could show you my licences.” I said nervously. “I promise I’m not in diapers.”

“Well that remains to be seen. Stand up or I’ll give you a penalty strike for disobedience."

The threat of a penalty strike was enough for me to do what he said. You only get 3 strikes on a potty training licence and they only reset every 6 months. I stood up and he walked to my side of the table. I felt him lift up the back of my dress and stare for quite a while. He bent me over and I put my hands on the table.

“So you’re not wearing a diaper, and you seem to be mostly dry, now let’s see what you’re supposed to be wearing. He grabbed my chome off the table and cycled through my ID’s. “Adulthood, Independence, Babysitting and even Driving. Wow, you’ve got a lot of ID’s. Now here’s potty training.” He scrolled down to the bottom, then he saw something that peaked his interest. He took out his chome, which had the PIA logo on the back. He held his chome up to mine and I heard a chime. Then he spoke again. “This says you haven't been revaluated in 6 years.”

“I haven't needed a reevaluation, sir. I’ve had no accidents. I live on my own. I pay my bills.”

“I’m gonna put you down for one.” He began typing on his chome.

“What?! Why?” I begged, “What have I done? I’ve done nothing wrong.”

“Well I can’t be sure. There is some moisture in your under garments. It seems to be all around so it’s likely just sweat, but I’ve got a quota to make and it’s better to be safe than sorry.” He tapped his chome on my chome. “Appear at this office on this date or your potty training licence will be removed, with the possibility of a 5 year ban after review by the disciplinary council.” With that he gave me my chome back and speed walked away, breathing heavy.

“Shit.” I said outloud, as I sat down. I ate the last 3 bites of my burrito, grabbed my coffee and began my walk across town.

I walked for a while, with the blazing sun in my eyes and periodically panicking about this new appointment I can’t miss. I walked and walked, wishing I had brought my ear chomes so I could listen to music or a podcast. Eventually I made it to the shady part of town. I was grateful the buildings were so tall that it was literally shady. A breeze swept through and cooled me off.

A crocodile in a hoodie stepped out. “Hey.” He nodded, “What chu want? You lookin’ for somethin’?”

“No, I just left my car here last night. I’m walking to get it.”

“So you ain’t got wheels, who are you here with?”

“Um. No.” I began to get nervous. I had made a major mistake. “But he wouldn’t kidnap me in broad daylight, would he?” I weighed the probabilities in my head. He took a step closer and reached for my arm and I bolted. Headache be damned, I ran as fast and as far as I could. When I stopped I was only 20 feet away from the bar. I threw up in between breaths then I walked over to my car.

“Hey! Luci!” Called out my jacked Antelope friend from inside the bar.

“Batch! Why are you still here?!” I asked.

“I stayed for the morning. I’m the guy that hangs here to keep the bar safe from the city now.”

“Oh that’s great. That's so nice of you.”

“Hey, it’s my job. I can’t have this place gettin’ torn down.”

“You’re absolutely right.” I checked my chome again and saw there were still no messages from Liam. “Hey, did you happen to catch where Liam ended up last night? He wasn’t home when I woke up and he’s not texting back.”

“Last I heard he went home with Rolland and Lauren. It’s weird he wouldn’t have messaged you. Rolland would have to be in daycare by now and I know Lauren wouldn’t leave a stranger alone in their house.”

“Shit, he could be anywhere by now.”

“I think he said something about looking into the daycare for Rolland. Like trying to figure out a solution to his situation.”

“Thanks. I’ll look there I guess. Maybe Liam went for a tour.”

“Yeah, no problem. You coming to the meeting tonight?”

“Maybe. If I can find Liam and if I’m less hungover.”

“Well if you can’t find him we’ll help you look for him tonight.”

“Tight! Thank you so much!”

“You know it girl!”

And with that I climbed into my car and drove off, on my way to Sunny Side Children’s Learning Centre.

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Author: BloncoCraven
Timestamp: Aug 12, 2025 at 11:45 PM
Content: Chapter 10:

Mr Green put his hand on my diapered butt and ushered me over to the table where a bunch of people were sitting, including Rolland and Lyra. I sat down in an empty chair in between them. Rolland with his much larger body barely fit in the small chair and his gut caused his arm to rub up against me.

“Ok, Gang, looks like we have a new potty trainer joining us, so today we're going to go over the fundamentals.”

All the other students groaned so I knew I had to act. “I actually still have my potty training license, so I don't really need to be shown the fundamentals.” I said.

“It's ok Liam, you're here to learn and I'm here to teach. Besides, everybody needs a refresher now and again.” Mr Green walked up to a flip board and put the pages all the way back to the beginning. “So, who can tell me what the three main qualities someone needs to potty train are.”

Lyra put up her hand with a big anticipating smile.

“Rolland, do you know?” Mr Green asked.

Rolland cringed, looked away and mumbled. “Self Awareness, Maturity and a desire to…uh” he couldn’t think of it.

“Oh, oh OH!” Lyra was shaking in her chair.

“Lyra, can you help him out?” Mr Green said.

“It's maturity, basic intelligence and a willingness to learn.” She blurted out happily.

“That's right Lyra. Remember this is very basic stuff. Most five year olds are fully potty trained, so anyone over ten who's still struggling with it” He circled a word on the flip board “should be embarrassed.”

“Man, I forgot how heavy handed these lessons were.” I thought to myself.

“Now Liam. Earlier you said you still have your potty training license, but here you are taking my class, in a diaper. How many accidents have you had in your current cycle?”

“I've had two sir.” I admitted.

“So you're only one accident away from ending up back in pull-ups.”

“But he's in diapers now.” one of the little kids called out.

I quickly got flustered. “Oh I'm just wearing them as a precaution, because accidents in these don't count.”

“So you know you're going to have accidents and you were responsible enough to non officially demote yourself.” Mr Green took out his chome and began to flick around.

“I’m just being careful until my strikes reset at the end of my cycle.”

“Well what can be more careful than trying your best to learn?” Mr Green smiled. He went on for a while and it was very boring. He didn’t say anything I didn’t already know. He spoke about the basic mechanics of a toilet, about the morality of potty training and the environmental impact of having so many people in diapers. Apparently nowadays diapers take up around 25% of landfills and the wood milling industry, even though it’s not as bad as the 21st century, is still doing a lot of damage to the ecosystem with diaper manufacturing being a major contributor.

A young student raised his hand and asked. “Do the immature species contribute to the decay of the environment to a greater amount than the rest of us?”

“That’s a great point Toby.” Mr Green smiled, “Actually the answer is yes. Take skunks for example.” He pointed at Rolland. “Skunks are notoriously hard to potty train because the DNA transmutation they get gives them a stink gland. These stink glands cause them to produce a poop like odor when startled. It’s a hotly debated topic amongst authority figures whether or not to count those expulsions as true accidents. These expulsions are difficult but not impossible to control. As we all know, after getting your animal mutation you’ll go through a period of getting acclimated to your new body, your size, your strength, your desires and even your organs can change, so many go through a phase of second potty training. With most species this phase lasts maybe two weeks, with no return to pull-ups necessary, for many submissive species it may last months and for skunks I’ve seen it last years. Look at Rolland, he’s in his 40’s and still hasn’t mastered it. I’d imagine skunks in his position have used more diapers than all of us combined.”

I began thinking to myself “Wow, I didn’t know there was a reasoning behind why potty enforcement agents were so cruel to skunks. This seems like propaganda, but it makes sense, skunk spray does create a smell which may as well be an accident.” I looked over at Rolland and saw him bowing his head in shame and chewing on the inside of his cheek. I put my hand on his hand to help him feel better, a soft touch from a sub may be what he needs.

He looked me in the eye and wrapped his hand around mine. As we looked into each other's eyes a feeling rose between us, understanding. I truly felt his pain, not just pretending to relate because that’s what you’re taught to do, but really feeling it in your chest and cheeks, a burning shame, a desperation for freedom.

Before I knew it class was over. Mrs Pep came in and spoke to me and Lyra. “Liam, Lyra. Come with me please, we’re gonna be watching a movie upstairs.”

“What about Rolland?” I asked.

“Rolland’s going down for his nap. It’s late in the day for him, You get to come back up to the big kid room, unless you want to take a nap too.”

I looked Rolland in the eyes and tightened my grip on his hand. “Will you be ok?”

“Yeah.” He said, with a gentle half smile.

I let out an empathetic breath. “Ok.” I stood up and let go. Then I walked over to Mrs Pep.

Mrs Pep pulled my pants and my diaper back to check me, then she squeezed the front. “Good boy.” She said. Lyra walked by and Mrs Pep held her still and examined her exposed pull-up. “Good girl.” She said. Then she guided us back upstairs.

We walked upstairs and I saw Kate and Kenneth sitting on the floor, with the dog girl from earlier. Mrs Pep guided us to the carpet with them, the strength of her tiger arms were irresistible to my small house cat body. I sat down on the floor next to Kenneth and Lyra sat down next to me.

“Hey Liam.” Kenneth said, smiling at me.

Miss Clark, the rat from earlier walked up to the front and held out a CVD, a Crystaline Video Disc. I always liked CVD's. They were a combination of two technologies. The DVD’s of the 21st century and the Chomes of the post crystalline age. Of course nowadays everyone can watch everything on their chomes, but there's a certain charm in having a device specifically for one movie.

“Today we’ll be watching ‘The Bunny Who Thought She Could’.” Miss Clark announced with a big smile.

“Oh I love this one.” I whispered to Kenneth and Kate, “It was one of my favourites when I was a kid.”

“It’s not as good as you remember.” Kate said.

Lyra spoke up. “Yeah, the morals are kinda disheartening. I mean I’m a bunny and I was very successful in the business world.”

“What do you mean?” I asked, “The whole movie’s about finding your place in the world. Ya know, figuring out what you can do.”

“Just watch it. It’s total propaganda.” Kate went on.

Miss Clark slid the crystalline disk into the giant old player chome and a large video appeared above it. The intro, I remembered, scary music played as the camera bobbed and weaved through a scary city full of crime until we came across a cartoon bunny who gets hit by the ‘camera’ and falls on her butt, in her nice business suit. I laughed hard, it was the first joke of the movie and I was already in. I looked around and all the kids were laughing, but not Kenneth or Kate, and Lyra had a look of silent rage.

“Owiiee.” The bunny girl in the movie whined.

“Are you ok, little girl?” Asked a cool looking crocodile as he stopped his skateboard and offered out his hand.

“Put that hand away, Alligator man! I’m no little girl! My name's Lola McBabe and I’m about to conquer this city!” She said as she struggled to her feet. “Today's my first day as an intern at Mylo Sports Entertainment and I’m gonna work my way up that ladder lickity split!”

“Well two things are wrong with that.” The Croc smiled. “One: I’m a crocodile, not an alligator and two: You got mud all over your suit!” He patted her on the head with a smug look.

The bunny girl gasped and turned around cartoonishly, revealing her mud covered butt. “Noo, oh no. I’ve only got 15 minutes before I have to be at work. I’ve gotta find something to change into.”

“I’ve got just the thing.” The crocodile smirked.

The movie smash then cut to the bunny girl walking into the office in a frilly yellow sunday school dress with flowers and little duckies all over it.

“Alright I get it, this is fucked.” I whispered to Lyra.