Aww this cat sure have ended up in an embarrassing blushing situation. This sure is one special stroller and when you put your cub in this stroller you sure know that he or she is not going to be able to escape from it. This sure can end up in allot of blushing situation and other furry s looking.
Poor thing i sure wounder what is going to happen whit this cat.
Too humiliated to even speak Star finds herself at the mercy of a land of the giants style situation where she’s tried to escape several times but only gotten caught and spanked for her efforts. The giants dont seem to beable to understand her anyway or maybe theyre just pretending to not understand her. Either way it looks like Star’s been well and truely adopted. How can she prove she’s not a baby when she’s forced into these stupid clothes and has no choice but to use the diapers shes put in.
Things have settled down a bit since the dominant ladies caught me being naughty and decided to make me their sissy baby slave. Kept in diapers and dresses 24/7 now and treated like their baby girl whenever they aren’t using me for kinky purposes, I can only try my best to be a good girl and hope they go easy on me.
Today I was bundled into my stroller and taken down to the Adult Boutique where I was told that my new mommies needed to stock up on some things for my “Coming Out” party. I didn’t like the sound of that but a pacifier gag quickly put an end to my complaints. Now I can only sit here in my stroller and helplessly wet my diaper as my mommies slowly find everything on their naughty shopping list. Each check mark fills me with dread because with a list like that, my coming out party is bound to be quite an experience that I am sure to remember.
“This is stupid, no one is going to believe I’m a baby…” Judy protested.
“Maybe if the little fluff would stop talking, it would be more convincing…” said Nick as he wheeled the stroller down the path, not even batting an eye to passers by as they shot contemplative looks at his somewhat oversized charge.
A gazelle walking opposite to the couple paused for a moment as she locked eyes with Judy. Judy looked back and immediately flushed, then pulled her long ears over her eyes in a desperate attempt to hide. Nick spotted the awkward moment between the two and continued his stroll with a smug smirk. He even gave the passing pedestrian a friendly “‘Morning!” before continuing on his way.
“No one ever said undercover work was easy. Didn’t they cover this at the academy?” Nick whispered to Judy, once they were out of earshot.
“I must have missed the class where they covered ‘Little Pawz and Pacifiers 101’. Remind me again why you couldn’t get Finnick to do this?.” Said Judy, still irritated that she had let herself be talked into this.
“Important family business, or so he tells me. Who knows when he will be back. Lucky for both of us you and Finnick fit in the same size diaper. It’s the perfect disguise.” said Nick.
Judy scoffed, “Psh, I could think of a dozen better disguises.” she said bitterly.
“Then why didn’t you back at the station?” Nick retorted.
With that comment, Judy’s protests were quelled. But even without seeing her, Nick knew she had to be blushing furiously.
“If you really wanted to sell this, you could always do what I suggested from the start, and put that diaper of yours to good use.” Nick suggested, “If people see a saggy diaper, no one will think twice about the ‘cute wittle fwuff and her wittle bwushy face and her wittle wet daipies’, believe me, I know from experience carrots.”. Nick then reached down and pinched Judy’s cheek.
“S-stop it!” said Judy as she winced away. “That’s gross! Fennick actually wets his diapers?”
“Oh more than just that, and he got over the embarrassment years ago. He is nothing if not dedicated to his craft.” Said Nick.
“A-and you… change him?” said Judy, incredulously.
Nick shrugged, “It’s really no different than changing a toddler.”
Judy said nothing, and stewed on that information for a while. They continued on their patrol without conversation. Until, after a good amount of time had passed since they began this charade, the ‘call of nature’ became much louder in Judy’s mind.
Judy started to squirm in her seat, growing more desperate by the second. After it became almost too much to bear, she weighed all the options. They could stop to use a restroom, but someone might find out their already pretty flimsy ruse, and she didn’t want her personal embarrassment to get in the way of her dedication to the force.
Factoring in Nick’s experience with the matter, how it would reflect on her as a ZPD officer if this assignment went poorly, and how she really really had to go, she came to a decision.
She relaxed herself, the paw print designs on her padding faded, and her diaper started to sag.
Within 30 seconds of Judy wetting herself for the first time since she was a toddler, Nick pulled the stroller over to a bench on the side of the path and unbuckled Judy from her seat.
“W-what are you doing!?” she said.
“What kind of daddy would I be if I let my cute wittle fwuff get diaper rash?” said Nick as he pressed a paw into her diaper with an audible ‘squish’. He then picked her up under the arms and hoisted her soggy tush onto the bench seat and laid her down.
“How did you know!? I-I-I.. Y-you cant! Here!?!” Judy whispered, trying to sit upright.
Nick put a paw on her chest and pressed her back down onto the bench, then promptly shoved her pacifier back into her mouth.
“Be a good little fluff for daddy while he changes you, and we can go get some carrot flavoured ice-cream after this, won’t that be fun?” chided Nick.
Judy was less focused on Nick’s words and more on the multiple bystanders that were making their way up and down the path looking at her. If she said anything, it would only draw attention to them. She began to tear up from embarrassment, but there was nothing she could do. So she did the only thing she could do, bite down on her pacifier and cover her face, as her partner spread her legs and undid the tapes on her wet diaper.