Playtime Priorities
Trying to get back into the swing of things. A really short story about carefree cubs being carefree cubs!
Starring the wonderful Bobkitty! :http://www.furaffinity.net/user/bobkitty/ & https://twitter.com/BobBkitty
One sunny morning at Sunny Paws Daycare Center the caretaker let their charges outside to play. The baby section, reserved for babies and toddlers, had recently received a huge, bright red slide. Of the fourteen little ones let into the baby section only a single cub didn't queue for the slide. Instead, the cub went to play in the sandbox.
In the queue for the slide stood Bob, a off black furred kitten with deep blue hair and a silver underbelly. Directly behind Bob stood Mark, an orange haired raccoon kit with a white underbelly. As a cub slide down the slide the line shifted forward, allowing Bob to take his first steps up the latter.
Another cub slid down the slide, again prompting the line forward. Bob took a few steps up and Mark planted his feet on the bottom Step. Yet another cub went down the slide and the line shifted forward once more. Excitement welled up inside the kitten, he was next!
Finally the last cub zipped down the slide and Bob reached the top. From the top of the slide the kitten could see the entire daycare playground. The excited kitten sat down and prepared to push himself down the slide. However, before he had a chance to slide down his attention was caught by a loud "Phew!" from behind.
Bob turned to see Mark covering his nose. "Something stinks!" The raccoon kit exclaimed. Without any hesitation Bob replied, "I pooted." With that Bob turned his attention back to the slide sitting before him.
Before Bob had a chance to slide down he was again interrupted. From behind, an annoyed Mark summoned a whiny tone. "Bob! Why did you fart?" the kit demanded to know.
Not even turning the acknowledge the raccoon Bob responded, "Cause I have to poop." Saying nothing more Bob pushed himself forward and slid down the slide. On the way down he threw his paws in the air and emitted a joyous squeal before reaching the bottom.
Bob Stood up and began toddling to the back of the slide's queue. Before he reached the line of cubs he again heard Mark's voice from behind. "Bobby! Shouldn't you tell one of the teachers that you have to go potty?" he asked.
The kitten thought to himself for a split second before replying with a dismissive, "nah." Not only was the potty silly, but the little cat didn't feel the urge to go anymore. Mark accepted the answer and followed Bob to the back of the line.
The two cubs stood in line and went down the slide a second time. This time when Bob reached the bottom he turned towards the sandbox and saw that the other cub had left it vacant. As Mark slide to the bottom Bob turned to him and asked, "Do you wanna play in the sand box?" In response the kit nodded his head.
The two cubs ran full speed to the sandbox and Bob immediately began hunting for something. In the meantime Mark collapsed himself into a sitting position, allowing his thick, poofy diaper to absorb the force of the fall. Soon, Bob found his target.
Half buried in a pile of sand a toy train locomotive patiently waited for a cub to pick it up and play. Bob grabbed the toy and hoisted it into the air. The kitten waited a few seconds as the sand drained out of the toy's compartments before giving it one last shake. Now that the locomotive was kind of sand-free Bob was ready to play with it.
The kitten lowered himself down until he was resting on his shins. He learned forward to set the toy in an upright position in front of him. The shift in the kitten's abdomen as he leaned forward triggered a sharp sensation. The urge to poop returned to the kitten with a vengeance.
"Mmph!" Bob exclaimed as he felt his bowels loosen. Rather than try to fight the pressure Bob relaxed his body and began softly pushing. A shiver ran up the kitten's spine and the mess began pushing its way into the seat of his diaper.
Mark watched as Bob let go of the toy and planted his paws firmly n the sand. A soft crackling sound, punctuated by soft grunts, filled the air. The raccoon kit watched as a bulbous lump formed in the back of Bob's pants.
By the time Bob had finished the bulging part of his shorts were touching the sand. Bob quietly stayed in his messing stance for a few seconds after finishing. Suddenly Bob grabbed the train and began pushing it through the sand.
Completely ignoring the state of his trousers the kitten pushed the train over to Mark. The entire way he happily mimicked the train with a "Toot! Toot!" Despite the scent that filled the air Mark didn't hesitate to join in with Bob. The kit began pushing a toy monster truck he had found. Side by side the two set out around the sandbox.
The cubs would have been content to play in the sand until they were called inside. However; their play session was interrupted almost as soon as it began by an approaching caretaker. "Heya, Bobby, Whatcha doin'?" A tall male graphite-colored wolf asked.
Bob stood up and held the toy train high until it was even with the 'SUNNY PAWS' printed on the wolf's t-shirt. "I'm playin with the train!" Bob cheered
"I don't think that's the only thing you're doing!" the wolf continued to tease the kitten. The truth was the caretaker had watched the boys break away from the slide queue. Having been at the daycare for a year now he had learned every cub's body language, including Bob's. He saw the kitten displaying the signs that he needed to mess, and Bob proved the wolf right in no uncertain terms.
"How about a quick diaper check?" The wolf asked as he lifted Bob's shirt and pulled back his pants waistband. Though the smell in the air combined with Bob's earlier mannerisms had given the kitten away, the caretaker was still surprised and impressed to see what the little guy had been able to do.
"Wow Bob! You really had to go huh!" The wolf exclaimed. The comment caused Bob to giggle and smile before nodding his head at the caretaker.
"Alright, let's get you into a fresh diaper!" the wolf said as he slide his paws under Bob's shoulders. The kitten frowned as he was lifted into the air. He hated that his valuable playtime was being interrupted by a silly diaper change.
As the caretaker began carrying Bob towards the building the kitten shouted to Mark. "Make sure no one takes the train!" Mark pulled the toy locomotive to his chest and shouted "Kay!" in response to Bob's order.
Bob relaxed as they entered the daycare building. He knew that the change wouldn't take long, and then he could get back to what was really important.