The Prisoner’s Diaper-lima Chapter 1:
A Fresh Start
By Monica Vix

Laying back in the solitary confinement cell, there was a defeated white rabbit wearing a simple
orange jumpsuit. She lost count of how long she’s been here alone after starting a fifth or sixth fight out
with other prisoners, the grey walls getting all too familiar. The only sort of furniture decorating the brick
walled room was a clock, a bed, and a tiny bathroom set including a toilet and sink. Scarlett, clothed in
the only source of color in the room, laid face down in her bed to just sleep her sentence away.
The plan to rest through the punishment was stopped abruptly with a clanging at the door, a sign
of food. Instead of the floor slot opening, the slot higher up for the face was opened! There was a gentle,
yet firm voice calling out to the lapine as she laid there, pretending to sleep.
“Hello? Are you awake, Scarlett?” The feminine voice said in that oddly soft tone for the prison.
“If you’re not… I think you’ll miss an offer you can’t refuse for a little bit more free time and fun~” The
obscured figure tried to entice the bunny, getting one of her long white ears to perk up. “Oh, good, you’re
awake! Hello there, sweetheart. The warden sent me down here to give you an ultimatum: you stay here
for the rest of your sentence, or you take part in an experiment to reduce aggression. They said, depending
on the results, you could leave early!” The idea was enough to get Scarlett sitting up and looking to the
shadowy slot, brown eyes wide in interest. “How does that sound?” The energetic voice spoke again.
Hesitating for a moment, feeling like this might be a trap, the rabbit’s brow furrowed before she
spoke in a cold voice. “Depends. What’s the experiment? Going to lobotomize me or something? Shock
me till I’m too braindead to think on how to hurt people?” There was a tiny, trapped bit of hope in the
back of Scarlett’s throat as she spoke the venomous words. She wanted to believe this was a chance to get
out of the suffocating grey box, but it was hard to believe in any way. “How much will get shaved off if I
go?” Her questions continued one after another, not a word coming from the figure behind the door.
Once the bunny prisoner finished talking, a paper was slipped through the bars of the upstairs
slot, a pen following after. “As I said, it depends how well it goes. Best case scenario, you’re out in a
month. And I’m not allowed to tell the experiment, but you best believe we’ll be seeing a lot of each other
if you say yes~ It’s something I came up with myself.” The lady stifled a giggle as she spoke. “You can
call me Ms. Taylor, if you have any questions. Just sign the paper and we’ll get everything set up.”
“Sign myself to an experiment I know nothing about to reduce my aggression?” Scarlett spat out
near instantly after the person spoke. A coy, planning expression grew on the bunny’s face before
speaking again. “How about we make a deal?”
Those words got an excited jeer from the person behind the door, a bit of her face being shown
with the light from Scarlett’s cell as the mouse girl bounce up on her heels. Those teal eyes were wide and
gleaming with joy. “Okay, tell me your idea. It’s my experiment and I’m willing to… bend the rules to try
this~” The eager mouse was listening intently, waiting to hear whatever the rabbit had to say.

Surprised by the enthusiasm, Scarlett was shaken for a moment before she spoke. “One day of
this, whatever it is, and I can choose to keep going or not. If I choose to stop, you’re staying in here with
me.” There was a violent edge to her voice, maybe a little over the top as those big brown eyes glared to
the bars. The rough words coming from a cute bunny made them lose all their bite!
“Done and done! Go on and sign it, write down the deal, and I’ll talk to the warden about it.” Ms.
Taylor spoke energetically, seemingly not taking a single second to consider what the deal implied for
her. “I’ve been watching you for a minute, seeing your files and such, so I wouldn’t mind being on either
side of control with you. But… being in control is safer for me. No offense.”
As the mouse spoke her mild admiration for the violent rabbit, Scarlett began scribbling down the
deal on the paper as well as her name. The pen glided along the paper pressed to the wall, signing herself
away to a mostly unknown fate. There was a shudder trickling down the bunny’s back as she felt Ms.
Taylor looking at her from behind. Once the entire thing was written up, Scarlett slowly walked towards
the door and held the paper and pen close to the grate, pausing for a moment. She just realized the trap
she put herself in, assuming it would be a long-term thing and not a short-term experiment, like a
lobotomy!
Before she could think, let alone act, grey fingers reached in and snatched the paper from the
white furred grasp of the bunny. “Thank you for participating! You’re the perfect candidate anyways, so I
was sure I could count on you. Violent, but with a soft side; just a lovable bunny!” Ms. Taylor snickered
while holding the paper just out of reach of Scarlett, taunting her a bit. “Look forward to seeing you! Ah!”
The mouse felt the pen be thrown from the barred slot and hit her hard in the chest, making her groan in
shock.
Turning up her nose and slamming the little door closed, Ms. Taylor left Scarlett alone in the
confined space. The retreating footsteps were easily heard, the high heels clacking along the tile ground.
Standing there for a moment in an uncertain, uneasy mood, the white rabbit waited until the footsteps
fully faded away. Sighing and sitting down, Scarlett was completely worn out from the one true
conversation she carried with anyone in days upon days, if not weeks. She’s barely been in solitary, but it
was already eating away at her. In the back of her mind, there was a fear that she would keep going
through the experiment even if she didn’t want to, just to be able to talk and interact with people again.
Surrendering her feelings for sleep, Scarlett felt all too tired from the talk. Laying down and
relaxing on her back, those sleepy brown eyes looked up towards the clock. It was either seven in the
morning or at night, neither were really good to be talking to someone else about something so serious.
With a yawn and gentle groan, Scarlett turned from her back to laying on her side, facing the wall of her
cell. The stiff pillow wasn’t the best comfort in any position, but it was better than nothing; it was still
enough to help the bunny get to sleep.

...
When Scarlett woke up, everything felt different. The bed she was laying in was soft and cradled
her instead of being barely better than a metal slab. The pillow under her head being just as refreshing. It
was a suspicious form of refreshing, thinking she was trying to make it feel better by thinking it was
different. Scarlett reached up to rub the sleep from her eyes, trying to wake herself up from the weird

feelings surrounding her. Those feelings, however, only amplified as she felt some form of glove over her
hand as it touched her eye! The plush fabric restrained her hand into a fist, the softness of it making it
near impossible to do anything with it.
“What… the fuck is… this?” Scarlett whispered to herself, opening those great brown eyes to see
the pink glove that held her hand in a ball. “I… what?” There was more confusion than terror as she held
her other hand up to see it was equally bound! “This is a… strange dream. Wait, no? Not a dream?” Her
confused voice carried through the air, looking forward to see the bars of her cell. Was it her old cell? No,
these were wooden, not metal.
Sitting up with a start, the rabbit frantically looked around to only find she was cradled within a
large crib! Scarlett found herself dressed in a pink, frilly dress, an odd softness between her legs as she
shuddered. It was a lot to take in, the lapine reaching her gloved hand up and bringing it down on her
knee to try to hurt herself, trying to wake herself. She did that only to find her knee had a pad on it,
protecting her from getting it scraped! It was far too realistic and cohesive to be a dream, even if she did
feel somewhat out of it and loopy.
“Oh, good morning, bun-bun!” A cheery and familiar voice called out from the other end of the
room, stealing Scarlett’s attention. Ms. Taylor, the grey mouse the rabbit met at her cell door, was looking
over from a comfortable looking sofa. “I’m sorry you had to come here while drugged and asleep, I hope
you’re not too sore or upset. Oh, are you hungry? I saw reports of how you didn’t always eat your food.”
The mouse got up from her chair as she spoke. She was wearing a simple blue dress and black leggings
underneath, her short-heeled shoes carrying her to Scarlett’s crib. “Now, I know you’re confused and a
little fussy, but don’t worry! Nothing bad is going to happen, you’re completely okay! Well… as soon as
those tranquilizers fully leave your system.”
Scarlett looked on in disbelief, her big brown eyes slowly blinking while looking at the mouse. A
myriad of emotions worn on her face as she was talked to, slowly culminating in an angry frown. Just as
the white rabbit was about to speak her mind, her stomach betrayed her upset mind and growled loudly!
“Am I in a fucking diaper? And, what, are you going to feed me baby food? What’s even this
‘experiment’ about? Are you sure it’s not just you wanting to be horny with someone who can’t help but
be in this hellish situation?” Her stomach continued to growl, the noisy bunny tummy and the pink outfit
detracting from the intimidation she would rely on to get answers.
With a smile, Ms. Taylor was leaning in and looking deep into those pretty brown eyes. Her own
teal eyes sparkled with interest as she listened to the uppity bunny. “One at a time, one at a time~” The
mouse squeaked with a giggle, walking away for a moment to get an oversized baby bottle. “Yes, you are
in a diaper. You’re getting big girl food, but made to look like baby food. And this is regression to test to
see if it’ll decrease aggression in the long term. Lastly… that’s debatable~” The mouse answered one at a
time, bringing the bottle over to the crib. “Now open up, Scarlett sweetie~ If you do good with the bottle,
I’ll let you drink from the tap later on, okay?” She said as she groped her breast through the blue dress.
It was a confusing situation to be in, but mostly frustrating to the white rabbit as she watched Ms.
Taylor grope herself. That part was arousing, to say the least. However, the nipple of the bottle being
pressed to her lips… only got a pouty face expression from the slightly blushing bunny. Scarlett was
willing to go along with this for the time being, slowly drinking the nutrient rich milk out of the bottle.

Her pink gloved hands reached up to take the bottle from her captor, the warmth of the drink cushioned
between the two plush gloves. Ms. Taylor surrendered the bottle to the hungry rabbit, a smile on her face.
“If you want, dear, I can tell you all about the experiment as a bed time story later today. Do you
want to come out of your crib and watch TV with mommy?” The grey mouse asked, tilting her head to
further accentuate the question. Seeing the scowl of Scarlett’s face as she suggested it, the mouse
shrugged and backed away. “Well, what about sleeping more? Maybe come out of your crib to play with
your toys? We have a lot of stuff here we can do, if you don’t want to watch TV with me. I can… leave
you alone, if you want.” Ms. Taylor spoke the biting words that made Scarlett recoil only for a moment.
The white rabbit continued to drink the milk, slurping it down bit by bit. She was barely a quarter
of the way when she pushed it away, groaning in frustration as her helpless gloved hands dropped it onto
her stomach, spilling milk onto the pink dress. “I can… watch TV with you, I guess. Or we can just talk?
Talking about… all of this? Or what I’ll do to you when I’m the one in control?” Scarlett spoke with a
precedingly more aggressive tone as she was trying to get out of the cage of a crib. “Fucking hate these
gloves….” The bunny spoke more to herself while struggling to get bottle off of her stomach, only
splattering more milk around.
“Here, let me help you, sweetheart.” The mouse reached in slowly, taking the warm milk bottle
off of Scarlett’s belly and set it aside. “I’ll let you out, take you to the couch, and we can sit together.
Okay?” Ms. Taylor was so sure of the answer that she pulled the wall of the crib down, giving Scarlett a
better exit from the restraining crib.
Floundering for a moment as the bottle was taken away from her, the white rabbit’s attention was
fully on the barred wall of the crib opening. Her wooziness from the tranquilizers was much better, almost
barely noticeable, so she thought to run. “Okay, but… there’s no way in hell that I’ll start calling you
‘mommy’ or any other kinky pet names you want.” Scarlett said, moving to stand up from the crib. As her
feet touched the ground, she instantly felt small, dull spikes driving into the bottom of her foot! Whining
as she got up, the white rabbit felt them digging in; not enough to break skin, but enough to make walking
on Legos feel comfortable in comparison.
The grey mouse was quick to act! Ms. Taylor wrapped her arms around Scarlett from behind,
bringing the bunny into a hug initially before slipping up to her armpits. The surprisingly strong rodent
was able to bring the white rabbit up off of her feet, huffing as she began to push the dolled-up bunny
towards the couch. “I should’ve warned you about that, sorry! Those spikes are there to encourage you to
crawl instead of walk. That one’s on me, I’m sorry.” Ms. Taylor spoke in a startlingly sincere tone while
apologizing, helping Scarlett over to the couch before sitting her down on it. The couch was just as
comfortable as the crib the bunny was in, the white rabbit looking up with a silent scowl.
Dark brown eyes watched as the grey mouse walked away to grab the bottle again and sat down
next to the bunny, on the corner seat of the couch. “Can I just… start drinking that again?” Scarlett
hesitantly asked, groaning while putting her face in her gloved hands. “God… I just know you’re
drugging me to actually like this stuff….” The rabbit spoke with a quiet, angry tone, more upset with
herself for allowing it to work on her.
Grabbing the bottle and holding it away from Scarlett, the mouse smiled at her for a moment with
a gentle giggle. “Oh, we are drugging you, too, but it’s not to make you like it.” Ms. Taylor admitted

while wrapping one arm around Scarlett, drawing the bunny close and having her rest on her chest. “I-”
The mouse was quickly interrupted as she began her explanation.
“Oh, let me guess: you’ve been studying my eating habits and crafted this shit just so I’ll like it.
Right?” She rolled her eyes, initially struggling against Ms. Taylor’s gentle embrace before just allowing
it to happen with a frown. “God… I bet you even know my heartbeat by heart, you data reading pervert.
And if you try to kiss me, I’m going to bite you right on the nose.” Her aggression only continued through
words, unable to act on any of it.
Allowing Scarlett to finish her entire explanation and thoughts, Ms. Taylor slipped the nipple of
the bottle back into the bunny’s mouth. She held it and the bunny close, watching the boring nothingness
of a kid friendly reality TV show. “You’re right about the drink, but not the heartbeat. I do know you’ve
been tased enough times that we needed to amp up the voltage just to stop you last time, since you’ve
grown resistant to it. You’re a naughty girl, aren’t you, my little bunny?” The mouse teased, almost
leaning in for a kiss before pulling away.
Scarlett glared at Ms. Taylor as she got closer to her, a kiss just barely an inch away from
happening. Taking the quiet stance while in the arms of her captor, the bunny sighed and accepted this
was going to be the rest of her day. It admittedly wasn’t all that bad, especially since she got to rest her
head on the soft boobs of a rather pretty mouse. Then, Scarlett felt a bad sensation down in her stomach as
her belly growled again, this time not in hunger but in… need. The bunny needed to go to the bathroom
as she finished the entire bottle, allowing it to leave her lips as a distressed expression came over her face.
“H-hey, uh… I need to go take a shit. Can you… let me out of this diaper so I can go do that?
Maybe take these fucking spiked things off, too?” She suggested, if not demanded. “So I can walk to the
bathroom without you carrying me or crawling like a fucking worm?” Scarlett desperately asked her
captor.
Ms. Taylor held the bunny close, sighing as she requested that freedom. “Shh, shh, it’s okay. You
can use your diapee. I can clean you up after you finish going potty, okay? Then I’ll give you a reward for
being a good girl. One you’ll really enjoy, okay~?” Ms. Taylor ran her hand down Scarlett’s back,
bringing her to sit up in the mouse’s lap. “You’re a good girl and good girls go potty in their diapee~”
The grey fingers rolled down the rabbit’s front, gently kneading her stomach through the pink, frilly
dress, attempting to help the bunny poop.
Hesitating to fight back, Scarlett groaned in protest against the moving and touching to her slim
stomach. “F-fuck off, I’m not going to use a diaper. Stop talking to me like I’m an actual fucking baby!”
The bunny started to struggle harder, her elbow aimed for Ms. Taylor’s head! Then, something else
happened, without any impact. With a soft hiss of piss in her diaper, Scarlett blushed hard in
embarrassment as she was made to use her diaper sitting in the lap of a kinky experimentalist! A fart
came out as she whined, trying to hide her blushing face in her arms, abandoning her brief attack
instantly.
Hearing and feeling the initial wetting of the once fresh diaper, Ms. Taylor smiled wide. “There
you go, just take nice, deep breathes~ In… and out…~” The mouse began to rub a little higher, groping
the bunny’s boob to give her some positive reinforcement for using a diaper.

“F-fuck….” Scarlett groaned and reared her head back, starting to push out the first bit of poop
into her diaper! Messing her diaper and slowly filling it with her waste, the rabbit was too overwhelmed
with the sensation of pushing out all the warm crap and feeling it squish against her. “Th-there were
laxatives in that drink, weren’t there?” The angry rabbit asked while farting, spurting out another log of
shit into her diaper.
“Mhm, just to get you acquainted with the feeling. Acted faster than I thought. But you’re doing
so well! Are you almost done, sweetie?” Ms. Taylor held the rabbit close, one hand groping a boob and
the other gently massaging the belly. “Looks like your diapee’s pretty full. Let me know when you’re
ready, Scarlett, I’ll carry you to get changed. And you’ll get a nice reward after, like I said~” The mouse,
taking the opportunity, gave the distracted bunny a kiss on the cheek!
Huffing and pushing out the last of her waste, Scarlett glared at the grey mouse. “It better be good
if I’m using a diaper… oh you’re gonna wish you didn’t agree to my deal….” The white bunny panted
while laying back in the relaxing grasp of the mouse, even though she didn’t like admitting that Ms.
Taylor’s warm grasp was calming. “Just… carry me, you horny freak.” She spat out like a brat.
Rolling her eyes, the grey mouse slowly shifted the bunny in her lap. For a moment, she stared
right into the eyes of the rabbit and raised her hand. Then, Ms. Taylor started to spank Scarlett hard, right
on the messy diaper butt! It was a shock to the bunny, who squirmed and groaned in disgust with the
action, barely even feeling the actual pain meant by it. However, spreading her waste and getting it stuck
in her fur… was enough of a pain alone, being all that Scarlett needed to be quiet.
“You better watch that tongue while I’m in control, understand?” Ms. Taylor spoke in a firm,
commanding voice. “I’ve been lenient so far today, but the next curse word or any bad mouthing of me
will not be tolerated.” The mouse wrapped her arms around the helpless rabbit. She wiggled the dolled-up
bunny to be laying in her arms bridal style, looking with a tense glare into Scarlett’s eyes.
Allowing herself to be maneuvered around and physically manipulated, the white rabbit looked
up to meet the intense stare. “Okay, okay. Sorry.” She said in a half-hearted apology as she was carried
off to a table that looked like it came from a pretty pink BDSM dungeon.
Scarlett was set down on a table with a white top and many straps in a pastel pink. The leather
bindings were put around her wrists, the babied bunny just succumbing to being bound and accepting the
situation she was in. With her hands bound above her head and her legs being strapped down to the
corners of the table, Scarlett was ready for the mouse before her to change and clean her up.
The dirty diaper was cut off with safety scissors, which were then set back in a small
compartment on the changing station. Ms. Taylor slowly slid off the filthy diaper, bundling it up and
tossing it in a diaper pail before focusing on the sticky butt of the bunny. Scarlett could only look away
and close her eyes, pretending it wasn’t happening as the wet wipe was rubbed along her body, getting all
the filth off of her white fur. Moments after the final wipe was taken away from her butt, the white rabbit
sighed before tensing up again. This time a pleasant surprise caught her off guard! Something warm and
slim entered her cunt, the device being wedged in deep before its base pressed against the dry lips of her
slit.

“Wh-what’s that?” Scarlett said while feeling a bit of general pleasure, squirming in bliss as the
device buzzed to life! “A-ah, god… f-” Scarlett stopped herself from cursing to avoid punishment. “Is this
my reward? A vibrator? Y-you’re gonna… have to do better than THAT!” The white rabbit bucked
against her bindings as the buzzing got stronger and pulsed from base to tip, sending wave after wave of
buzzy bliss through the bunny’s slit.
With a devilish snicker, Ms. Taylor held up her hand to show the remote control for the vibrator.
“Yes, it is! And for being so good and apologizing when I got onto you, you’ll get an extra hour of your
little buzzy~” The mouse leaned in over the rabbit, pressing her chest to Scarlett’s with a soft giggle.
“See? It pays to be a good girl for mommy. Do you want to feel it at max power, sweetie~?” Her teasing
words played with the rabbit’s needy emotions, not getting anywhere near this sort of pleasure in months!
Gasping while feeling the added pressure of chest-to-chest contact, Scarlett’s brown eyes began
to roll back in her head in the pure bliss she felt through this single, metal vibe! “O-oh da-” It was such a
struggle to stop herself from cursing to keep this pleasure “Y-yes, I want more, I want it all! Buzz me
until I cum my brains out!” The rabbit submitted fully to her desires, letting her sexuality and arousal be
on full display while laying their bound and helpless.
“Oh, you want it that bad, sweetie?” The mouse teased, Ms. Taylor running her finger down the
control to lessen the potency of the vibrations. “Then I want you to do a few things for an hour longer and
to go all the way, okay? Just call me mommy and give me a little kiss. Nothing too much for my good
girl, is it~?” The grey mouse leaned in, nuzzling noses with the panting and moaning rabbit.
Scarlett groaned and leaned up, straining against her bound arms over her head. Her lips locked
with Ms. Taylor’s with pure lust, her tongue slipping down the grey mouse’s maw and properly making
out with her captor. It was a degrading sensation, but the buzz growing more and more violent between
her quivering thighs was enough for Scarlett to continue the kiss until breathless. Drawing away and
looking onward with defeated, aroused eyes, the white bunny hesitated on the final part of the deal for full
pleasure.
“P-please, mommy…” Scarlett began to squeak out, adverting her gaze while being made to say
it. “P-please give me it all…~” She begged with a needy arousal, struggling as her warm cunt got
moistened to the point of being close to orgasm.
Pleasantly surprised by the depth of the kiss, Ms. Taylor was still recoiling for a moment while
Scarlett begged and fully fulfilled the deal they agreed on. Without a word, the smiling mouse held up the
remote so that her prey of a bunny could watch the simple flip of a switch and slide of a dial. Turning the
vibe from pulsing to full got Scarlett shuddering and groaning. The rabbit’s maw opened with tongue
lulling out in bliss! Then, the slide up to full power got Scarlett moaning and spasming in the power of it,
filling the sensitive lapine ears with a noise as intense as a jackhammer!
Ms. Taylor eased away from the quivering bunny about to pass out with a powerful orgasm. She
simply just watched in pure interest, acquiring a fresh diaper with a smile. There was no protest from
Scarlett as she was diapered again under the pretty pink dress, trapping the vibrator deep within her warm
snatch and splattering the inner fluff with her aroused juices. The mouse snickered while watching her,
grabbing a pacifier shaped gag and holding it above the white bunny’s maw, teasing to put it on.

“Be a good girl and wear your gag, dear~ I wanna be able to hold you, please you, AND hear the
TV at the same time.” Ms. Taylor spoke with a sultry voice. She then pressed the sizable bulb into
Scarlett’s maw, the pink pacifier resting on the bunny’s lips. The bunny didn’t struggle, her brown eyes
rolling back in an orgasmic expression as the gag was fully locked in her mouth. “Aw, look at you, what a
pretty bunny! Do you mind if I take a few pictures of you, Scarlett sweetie? You look too adorable to not
have a picture of~”
The gagged rabbit could only moan muffled pleasure into the pacifier gag, not fighting or giving
any inkling of disagreement from the picture suggest. A camera shutter sound played again and again as
Ms. Taylor took pictures of Scarlett, bound on the bondage changing table, the rabbit hearing nothing of it
from her own pleasure. Once she finished, the grey mouse gently undid all the bindings holding down the
white rabbit, her strong grasp wrapping the overstimulated bunny into her arms. Stealing Scarlett away
towards the couch, Ms. Taylor gave the pacified rabbit a kiss on the nose.
Sitting down, the mouse pulled her bunny nice and close, turning the power of the vibrator lower
and lower until it was at a nice, gentle buzzing; just enough to tease, but not too distracting. With a sigh,
the mommy mouse laid back with her head supported against one of the throw pillows, her arms
possessively around Scarlett’s quivering form. Teal eyes looked down towards the once aggressive bunny
with a pleased look. Ms. Taylor loved how the rather violent rabbit was now just laying against her chest
in horny, overstimulated bliss.
“Scarlett? Are you doing okay there, sweetheart?” Ms. Taylor asked with genuine concern, even
though she was sure everything was okay. The small nod that the mouse felt more than saw was enough
confirmation that the rabbit was okay. “Nice and comfortable on my belly, dear?” Another nod came, a
bit of tension in Scarlett’s body coming as her arms slowly wrapped around Ms. Taylor’s midsection. A
mischievous grin came across the grey mouse’s lips as she asked one final question. “Do you want to
keep going with this experiment?”
There was another nod from Scarlett that came out quicker than the others, the blushing rabbit
turning to hide her face in between Ms. Taylor’s breasts. It was, to the babied bunny, admitting defeat in
the worst of ways, but it felt all too perfect to be in this situation. Someone genuinely caring for her after
the shittiest of experiences with the prison system; the juxtaposition of extremes in captivity was a good
change of pace. Whatever they had planned, Scarlett doubted it would work long term, but simply
enjoying this life… was all she wanted to do for the next month, or season, or year.
“Oh, do you want another surprise, my silly bunny?” Ms. Taylor said suddenly, one of her gentle
hands reaching up to the bunny’s cheek and lifting her dark brown eyes to her teal eyes. “Tomorrow’s
your birthday! You might’ve lost track of time while everything was going on for the past few months,
being locked in that naughty girl box, but tomorrow’s your birthday!” Reacting to the visible shock on
Scarlett’s face, the grey mouse leaned in and gave her a kiss on the nose. “I guess however this would’ve
gone would’ve turned out good for you, but… I like this present a lot more. Just know you’re a good girl
and you deserve this present of us being together for a while, okay?”
It was such a shock and brought up so many questions, but none of which Scarlett was able to
deal with for the moment. With a sigh, she nodded slowly while absentmindedly suckling on the pacifier
that gagged her, laying back in the warmth of the mouse’s boobs. Scarlett knew that Ms. Taylor
completely planned this to happen in some way or form, but she couldn’t care as long as it was

pleasurable and she was getting the best of it. Closing her eyes and grunting, the white bunny started to
fill her diaper with warm pee, bringing a smile to her loving captor’s face to see how enthusiastic she was
about fully immersing herself in this new life.