Chapter 17

Scott's mind whirled with questions and excitement. The rabbit had accomplished a project that he'd be sweating over for several years in a matter of a single night! He thought to himself, "Whoever wrote the AI learning for this thing must be an absolute genius!" He laughed at himself giddily, but still felt almost numb with awe at what the rabbit had just presented to him. The animated wolf plushie, whose ears had perked up at the sound of the chirping budgie in Scott's hand, had now padded over and had jumped up to place its paws on Scott's knee and tilted his head inquisitively to the side, its floppy tongue hanging out the side of his mouth as he gave the leopard a goofy, ecstatic expression, the epitome of canine friendliness. Scott leaned down, and with his free hand scratched the dog behind the ears, to which the living stuffed animal responded by attempting to lick his hand with its soft, plushie tongue. The movements of the creature were perfectly fluid and natural, and its eyes sparkled with a degree of liveliness and intelligence that Scott had rarely even seen in actual living feral dogs.

Scott was delighted with the little zoo that the rabbit had arranged for him, he felt a soft patting on his bottom and realized looking up that he was quite comically sticking his padded butt out towards the rabbit as he had reached down to give the wolf his attention. His cheeks reddened, and the rabbit giggled softly, "I see my little baby is quite excited to meet his new friends!" she chimed sweetly, her eyes like warm pools of honey looking kindly at him. He smiled sheepishly back at her past the pacifier in his maw. The little, animated wolf plush took advantage of his distraction to jump up on his leg and yip gently, continually wagging his tail in delight of seeing his new friend and licking the leopard on the cheek.

"That little guy's got a special job too! He'll let me know if you've done anything in your padding that mommy should know about!"

She grinned cheekily at him, and the white cat's blush turned even more flushed as he realized that she may have seen that particular blueprint as well, "Personified Olfactory Sensitivity," was the official name had dubbed that particular plan, however its intentions weren't too far off from his own infantile fantasies, and the ever so sharp rabbit seemed to have figured that out. The pooch sniffed idly at the front of his padding, and then looked up at Scott with his mouth agape once again and blinked one eye at him, Scott wasn't sure whether the blink had been an intentional wink or something else, but he had the feeling it was the former. The rabbit patted his bottom once again, and gently guided him up by placing a paw on the small of his back over to the baby bouncer. Scott's heart raced as he examined the blue baby swing.

He noticed that the height at the waist seemed to be just slightly higher than his own, meaning that his toes would barely be grazing the soft carpeted floor, placing all of his weight on his diaper. He suckled absentmindedly on his pacifier as his excitement and nervousness grew, then to his slight surprise he found himself behind lifted effortlessly by the rabbit by the waist. He squealed reflexively, and with a bit of a flail found himself being placed legs first into the swing. Nuzzling him in the cheek reassuringly, he calmed down slightly and met the eyes of the rabbit. Any resistance melted as she gazed at him briefly, her entire being radiating affection and she leaned forward to gently kiss him on the forehead.

"Now now, be my good little kitten," she spoke to him softly, gently but firmly reassuring him. Scott melted like butter in a frying pan at that, and smiled a little into his pacifier, contentedly suckling at it as if almost to prove to the rabbit what a good baby he was.

The rabbit then gently grasped his wrists and led them up to tops of the straps of the swing. To his surprise, she teased out two loops, one in each strap of the swing where she then swiftly slipped each of his wrists into them. He let his arms drop and found that the loops had tightened not uncomfortably around his wrists, preventing him from lowering his arms let alone from attempting to extricate himself. He suckled nervously and whimpered a little bit, his long fluffy tail curling around his right leg apprehensively. Cooing sweetly, the rabbit bumped her nose on his playfully and placed a paw on his diapered front, squeezing gently much to Scott's pleasure.

"Here's the deal kitty, if you manage to keep your little kiddies clean, I'll let you have a little treat inside your diapers. But if this little wolfie here comes running that my little baby has used his diapers, then I'll have to make sure my baby is extra safe from now on."

As she said the word safe, she squeezed his front with a little bit more pressure. Scott's ears were pinned against his head and mewled reflexively as she squeezed his front. Blushing at his own infantile noise he nodded solemnly to the rabbit, not wanting to disappoint the incredibly motherly being. He wanted to no had to be a good little boy for her, he would feel ever so bad if he did anything that she didn't approve of. She smiled sweetly at him and leaned over to give him a gentle hug, which made the leopard feel a little relieved. Cheerily padding over to the large flat screen television she herself must have mounted to the wall opposite to the windows, she glanced back at Scott, and with a little smug but happy grin she maintained eye contact, raised his paw, and snapped one of her fingers. Immediately after her finger landed on her palm the television turned on, and to Scott's surprise, one of his favorite childhood television shows was playing. He looked at her admirably, and she winked at him as she padded out of the room, her short fluffy tail swaying from side to side behind her.

Scott experimentally pounced up and down on the tips of his toe pads, the bouncer jumped appreciatively, which each downstroke putting extra pressure on his diaper bottom. His tail moved elegantly through the air in obvious pleasure, and the tip twitched excitedly as he suckled on his pacifier, allowing his mind to slip into a state of ease as he watched the television contentedly; a few of the little birds flew up to his shoulder and nestling there comfortably much to his delight. The wolf padded up next to him, and giving the air one more inquisitive sniff, settled down on his front paws and settled down for a nap. Scott felt at ease, the wrist restraints held his arms up at not too of an uncomfortable angle and his thick padding felt like a cloud around his waist, supporting him from underneath him. A few hours passed, and his head began to droop to the side as he slowly found himself nodding off.

Then, as if to interrupt his half-awake slumber his stomach announced its presence to the room, and he awoke from his stupor. A familiar pressure began to form in his lower abdomen, and he gulped nervously, the suckling on his pacifier increasing in intensity. He squirmed and whimpered a little bit and, unbeknownst to the leopard, the wolf's ears perked up at his fussing. Scott knew that he should try and hold out until the rabbit came, he called out, his words slightly muffled by the pacifier but received no answer in return. He squirmed, the pressure was beginning to feel rather painful as he tried to hunch over in pain, but his wrist restraints prevented him from grasping his aching tummy.

His fight soon became futile, as the pressure rapidly increased to a point of significant discomfort, and with a soft farting noise, the contents of his bowels ballooned into his thick padding. His scrunched his legs up in the effort, which unfortunately shifted all of his weight onto his padded bottom, spreading the mess throughout his diaper area. He winced, feeling the warmth of his messy bottom pressing against him as he helplessly bounced in the swing, completely unable to do anything about his situation.  His bladder released along with his bowels and the front of his padding soon felt significantly harder pressed against him and much, much damper than before. He thought back to what the rabbit had said and apprehensively looked down at the wolf beneath him.

While he had been busy taking care of his potty problem, the wolf had sat in front of him and was happily panting up at him. Scott's ears twitched apprehensively and his tail once again curled around his leg underneath his now very messy bottom. The animated wolf plushie stood up on his hind legs and sniffed the front of his diaper. Landing once more on four legs it padded around him and performed the same ceremony, Scott feeling the animal's nose brushing against his thick, padded behind. Scott let out a concerned, "Mmpf!" into his pacifier as he saw the canine cheerily parade out of the room, turning back only to blink that same one eye at him. Scott, however, was now sure that that blink was in fact, a wink.