A short story trade with  Labaiser based on their artwork “Nap Time”! This was really fun and I love the piece that she did in return. Thanks a bunch for it!
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Story:
Mari rubbed her eyes and surveyed her surroundings. The young, 8-year old rabbit sported white fur with splotches of black and brown dotting her, and her long ears served to highlight her equally long hair.

She was a typical eight year old to most onlookers if they saw her out and about, but here in the safety of her and her father’s home, she was wearing a pretty, solid pink shirt, and no pants or panties to speak of. Rather, a diaper. To be specific, it was a Hello-Kitty designed training pant, but what it meant was clear to her and others that saw it.

Satisfied with herself, she got out of her small, overly-childish bed and trodded over to a small drawer, her puffy cottontail bouncing as she did, making her pull-up crinkle.

She opened the drawer and uncovered a pink haired doll that she enjoyed to play with. She spent hours playing pretend with a whole happy family that she had meticulously managed to be, in her own eyes, ‘perfect’. Though she didn’t know it until later in life, what she already had was more perfect than any fantasy.

A knock on her door and the opening of it signaled the end of a short playtime.

‘Or was it long…?’ Mari thought. She had lost track again. Putting a hand to her diaper, she found it to thankfully be dry. She sat down, and confirmed that the back was also completely clean.

“Daddy!” Mari jumped up to greet the figure. He chuckled in response and opened his arms. Mari ran in for a hug and nuzzled his fur.

Zed’s spotted tail wrapped around and stroked Mari’s back. His light gray coat was being pressed into by his daughter’s face, particularly on one of his patches of purple fur, the same unique color as his eyes. He squeezed just a bit harder until Mari’s grip loosened and he let up instantly.

“Daddy, what’s for breakfast?” Mari asked, excitedly.

“I’ll see what I can come up with, just for you.” Zed replied, ruffling Mari’s hair as she giggled. “First though, let’s get this over with.”

The feline put his hand on her waist and the other to her pull-up, pulling open the back to check it, and with the back of his hand, he pressed against the front gently, yet firm enough to tell. Mari groaned.

“Daddyyy… I can tell you if I have an accident…!” Mari whined, her voice dropping lower as Zed embarrassingly diaper checked her.

“Well, little princesses like you shouldn’t have to check yourselves. Think of me like a royal escort. I’ll make sure you’re feeling great as much as you can.” He flashed a smile. “Anything that you need.”

Mari shed her shy demeanor. “A unicorn?”

“Except that.” Zed chuckled. “I’ll leave you to your dolls, blocks, or whatever you like, but for now, I’ll start cooking.” He gently pecked her on the forehead and shut the door as he left her alone with herself.

Mari turned back towards her toys. The drawer was right next to her changing table, and next to that was her stuffed animals, which she had many of. Anything from forest animals, sea creatures, or ones from media like Pokémon, she was already a princess of a kingdom of cotton-stuffed subjects.

She cracked open a drawer and got out another doll to accompany the first, and she plopped herself on the ground, her pull-up crinkling as she shifted in her seat, and began to delve into her own world while she waited.



“You can’t! What will happen to you?”

“Ahm sawhy love. Mah hart’s just for you always!”

The woman in pink hair sobbed as she watched her lover jump off. Falling, falling, risking his life for hers, true devotion in play, falling until the end.

At which the plastic doll hit the bottom of her bed.

“But now you’re safe forever because he risked his life all for you!” Mari comforted her doll. “Be grateful!”

The doll stared at nothing. Mari glared in response, her ears falling flat against her head to add to the intimidation.

“Fine! You two get together again and live happily ever after. But that’s not what I would’ve wanted, so be grateful!” Mari huffed, putting away her dolls. Sometimes they could be so disobedient…

She approached her door to be let out and reached for the knob to unlock. She could hear the sizzling of a pan in the distance. The air smelled like spices from Zed’s hometown.

She walked over to the kitchen in time to see Zed flipping something in his pan, only to set it down on the flames. He added some black liquid in a big bottle, then he added some dust, and some… stuff. It looked so weird, but it smelled too good.

Mari approached him and grabbed onto his long tail, wrapping it around her like a scarf.

“Whatcha cooking, Daddy?” Mari asked. She unraveled his tail and herself, spinning out before going to do it again.

“I can’t leave you for a second without you asking, can I? You’re much too hyper for Daddy, you’re lucky that it’s the summer time, else I’d send you off, booger!” He set his pan down and pinched her cheek softly.

“Hehe! Nooooo! I just wanna stay with you!” Mari complained, latching onto his leg. “I’ll just never let go, then you can’t send me to school!”

She buried herself in his leg and held on tight. Zed sighed and killed the heat on the stove, and he grabbed her to pry her off, but was having a bit of effort taken, but eventually got her to be pried out.

Being hoisted off so fast left a bit of s shock to Mari, and her pull-up, too, as unbeknownst to the two of them, her easy-up quickly filled with her morning pee, sagging under her and warming itself.

“Take a seat, alright? It’ll be done in a minute. Why not try and go potty?”

Mari’s eyes widened as she was set down, noticing her pull-up. Zed noticed, and sighed; he didn’t need his hand to check that.

“Wet accident, huh? That’s alright, let’s go get you changed, sweetheart.”

“No!” Mari shook her head and pouted. “I wanna eat first!”

Zed raised an eyebrow. “I’m not so sure you do. Are you sure you wanna sit down in a wet diaper?”

“Mmhm! I’m the princess, so I make the rules.”

“Hmm. I suppose you’re right. But the princess can only get away with being so adorable for so long.” Zed picked her up and sat her down in a chair, an audible squish being heard, but thankfully not a leak.

And thankfully, too, that her daddy didn’t pick up the squelching noise.

Brought onto her supposed dias was a hot plate of egg and rice curry, smelling as fragrant and pungent as all of his cooking was. Mari didn’t even wait for any words, instead choosing to dig in, sloppily making a mess of her meal, but at least most of it made it inside her mouth.

“Jeez, such a messy princess. If I were the princess, I’d eat with a bit more manners, hm?” He grabbed a napkin and hummed as he wiped her face, Mari squirming and whining as she did.

But as she continued to softly whimper, Zed noticed her plight and softly stuck his paw under her diapers’ leak guards.

“Mmm. I knew my little princess just couldn’t be dry all the time. Just a princess in training for now, right?” Zed teased, and gave her an affectionate kiss on the head. Mari giggled as she was lifted up, her diaper sagging under her legs, and was led off.


Back into her room, the colorful surroundings distracted Mari from her change. The diaper was taken off, trashed in a pail that was already smelling quite horrible; thankfully technology prevented most of the smell from escaping, and Mari was henceforth cleaned up and re-diapered. It would be some time before the princess would be precariously potty trained in pull-ups. Zed stared lovingly at his daughter as he attended to her; being in such a position of responsibility brang a good feeling to the feline, his large tail swishing happily behind as he worked.

“There, all finished.” Zed said, standing her up and patting her crinkly bottom. “And I think it’s ‘bout naptime before you get even more hyper, okay? A nice warm stomach should help you sleep.”

“Mmm, okay, Daddy. Can I have a stuffie?” Mari asked politely, and Zed nodded. Mari pointed to a small plush bunny and Zed grabbed it and gave it to her as Mari eagerly wrapped her arms around it in an embracing hug.

She was about to thank him when suddenly a pacifier interrupted her, being stuck in her mouth as she couldn’t speak.

“Mph!” She sounded.

“I know it helps you sleep, princess,” Zed assured, carrying her over to the crib. “, and as your royal advisor, I have to manage the money and other… not-royal things while you take a nice nap.”

He began to walk out and killed the lights. Mari sucked her pacifier rhythmically, never faltering. It was rather calming for her…

“Good night, Mari.” Zed whispered, leaving her alone to her crib.

Mari laid down, setting her plush next to her. She closed her eyes for a sleep taking a few hours out of her productive day, her fresh diaper crinkling under her legs. Her pacifier didn’t let her say good night to Zed.

She didn’t need to say anything, though. She was confident he knew she meant the same.