The Prisoner’s Diaper-lima Chapter 2: A Little Goes a Long Way
By Monica Vix


It was a calm and relaxing feeling as Scarlett lay helplessly in her crib, the bindings over her body forcing her into a cuddly position surrounded by the obviously new plush toys. There was a small nightlight in the room. It shone stars and moons across the ceiling and walls in pastel hues. The helpless bound bunny sat there, sighing through the pacifier gag as she watched the colors. A baby monitor right above her head was shining a dull green light onto her white furred face, being an ever-present sign that she was being observed.


It was early in the morning, as far Scarlett could tell. Her brown eyes felt heavy as she sat in the oversized crib, which was completely full of straps and constraining bindings. She could’ve sworn she fell asleep, but there was no way to know in the room void of any time, date, or even location! From the prison the violent bunny was picked up from, there was no way to know that she was even on the same continent or anything else from how she was brought here. If she could bet on it, she would go all in. There was a long sigh coming from her gag, the desire to roll over and face away from the room growing stronger and stronger. However, the bindings to her chest were far too tight for it, barely allowing her to twist. 


Scarlett stopped her in deep thinking for a moment, her ear twitching as a sound was heard just in the other room. Turning her head to look, the white rabbit was able to see a warm glow cut in by a shadow slowly approaching. A grey mouse walked in, wearing a green, stereotypical 60s style wife dress. She flipped the light switch to bathe the main room in that same warm, golden light. Ms. Taylor gave a warm smile as she approached the bound bunny, crouching down with her heels by the large crib before pulling down the side of it.


“Good morning, Scarlett. I hope you slept well?” She said in that soft, motherly tone, even if Scarlett stared at her. She knew that it was just a perverted fantasy to have a helpless baby like herself. Comparing herself to a baby made the white rabbit blush, getting the mouse giggling. “Today’s a special day. You know why? Does my little bunny want to guess?” Ms. Taylor spoke down to the bound bunny in a sort of sing-song voice, teasing the rabbit in her predicament. 


The rabbit shook her head slowly, her long ears running against the wooden bars of the crib’s topside. Her brown eyes watched as the mouse reached forward, slowly starting to undo the bindings of the chest strap and move down towards the gloves. Scarlett almost forgot how her hands were bound to be completely useless, just balls, but now the mouse was… freeing her? It didn’t stop there, the curious rabbit watching as the mouse continued down, undoing the spikey booties that forced the rabbit to crawl.


“It’s going to be your first time taking a bath with me! But, before we do that, I thought we could have some breakfast first. How does that sound, my sweet little marshmallow?” Ms. Taylor kept giving Scarlett these cutesy pet names as she helped the white rabbit out of the crib. Her hand instantly went to the exposed diaper, checking if the bunny made a mess while sleeping, only to find a dry diaper. “Do you want mommy to carry you to the kitchen? Get you sat down in your high chair?”


Scarlett struggled for a moment to answer, slowly nodding with an embarrassed look away. As the grey mouse almost effortlessly scooped up the lightweight rabbit, all the white bunny could think about was how she was originally in prison for being a bad bitch. All she did was fight and even had a kill count running, but now she was here. Just… here of all places. Helplessly submitting to a mouse who she could now take in a fight, with the freedom offered by having no spiked shoes on or even the plush mittens. All the rabbit wanted was to submit and feel the gentle, although overly horny, warmth and care of her new motherly figure. It was more embarrassing than streaking in a public mall during Black Friday.


Ms. Taylor carried Scarlett away just to set down the white rabbit in an oversized highchair. The bunny was strapped down to it with her wrists to the wooden arms and her back pushed all the way back. The mouse sighed and moved a great big stack of pancakes in front of Scarlett, watching her face light up upon seeing such a delicious and perfect stack of battered gold. The bunny’s pink pacifier gag was removed, her jaw given a chance to relax without the large orb filling it. As the rabbit got readjusted to a free mouth, the mouse began to slather the pancakes in that dark brown syrup.


“Oh,” The mouse began, “Scarlett, are you okay? You weren’t struggling or complaining much when I got you out.” She spoke simply while cutting at the pancakes with a dull knife, piercing it with a fork. Ms. Taylor brought the delicious bite to the bunny’s mouth, waiting for her to take it off of the fork with a big bite. “When I offered you this, I thought you were going to be a big brat for weeks, but you’re already settled down. Or is it because we haven’t officially decided to go ahead?” The rodent spoke slowly and carefully, choosing her words while feigning the impromptu nature of her thoughts. A smile did cross her face when she saw the white rabbit eat the sweet breakfast that she prepared, however. 


Scarlett chewed and swallowed the incredibly fluffy pancakes, even though the syrup was a little too sweet for her. Hesitating on answering, the rabbit watched her caretaker and new warden take a bite of the pancakes for herself. “Well…” The white bunny struggled to think, getting an answer after a moment, “What good would it do to struggle? And where the hell would I go wearing something like this?” Her answer came out with that passive aggressive tone she practiced day in day out when she was out of this weird place. Teal eyes of the mouse instantly snapped to her as she finished her sentence, a glare in the irises. “And I don’t r-” She began to speak, getting another bite of pancakes stuffed into her mouth!


“Scarlett, bad girl!” Ms. Taylor cut in, interrupting the little bunny by forcing her to chew her food. “Good bunnies don’t use curse words. Eat, apologize, then tell me what you wanted to say. WITHOUT those words.” The forceful and motherly tone shot something deep within the rabbit, making Scarlett stop talking and simply nod to her new commands.


After swallowing the delicious bite of food, the white rabbit groaned lightly. “S-sorry. I was saying th-” The bunny was cut off again, a smaller bite of pancakes being pushed into her mouth.


“You got to tell me what you’re apologizing for, sweetheart. How else would I know if you’re apologizing for your bad bunny words or for messing your diapee?” The mouse teased. She dragged over a bottle of warm milk for the rabbit, holding it just out of range of the bunny’s mouth.


Scarlett’s brain was alight with the helplessness she experienced, even though it was all safe and made her a little fuller with each and every bite. After swallowing and taking a deep breath, the big brown eyes closed as the blushing bunny spoke. “I-I’m sorry for cursing and I didn’t mess my diapee- diaper.” She corrected herself in the instant, catching herself talking babyish words. “And I was going to say that I, uh… d-don’t really want to leave…” Scarlett refused to elaborate further, falling silent on that note. Any confidence in her voice from earlier has left the building.


Ms. Taylor slowly nodded. A great big smile formed on her face, a sigh trailing out of her lips. “Oh, thank you for agreeing to this. I didn’t want to go into that cell with you, especially when you’re not bound up.” The mouse spoke with unfettered relief, leaning in and giving the rabbit a hug. Scarlett got a face full of the mouse’s plump chest, the soft muzzle of the rodent against her ears, speaking in a low whisper. “You did scare me before, but now? You’re just my good girl, aren’t you~?” From the rabbit’s wiggling, Ms. Taylor knew it was working and getting her more flustered. “Can you call yourself mommy’s good girl for me? I’d love to hear it~”


Snarling lightly, the rabbit had no leverage to push the mouse off of her! Only flustered by the chest in her face and the lovely words whispered into her sensitive ears, Scarlett succumbed. “I-I’m mommy’s good girl…” She whispered quietly, almost to the point where Ms. Taylor could only feel Scarlett’s words vibrating against her chest rather than actually hear them. “Get off of me… p-please….” The rabbit was quickly succumbing to the simple yet effective baby and affection training the grey mouse put her through, already being far more polite!


The grey mouse slowly backed off, snickering to herself while offering the bottle of warm milk to the rabbit. With a slight huff, Scarlett took it into her mouth, looking away as Ms. Taylor held the bottle for the bound bunny. “That’s a good girl. Oh, and that’s another thing: you’ve been talking with me a lot! I have a very talkative baby bunny. From your file, it said you hardly ever talked with inmates or guards while you were in the big girl prison.” The mouse sat down and continued holding the bottle, curiously looking at the bunny with a great big smile. “Does that mean you love your new mousey mommy, sweetie? I’m really happy you like me so much~”


Scarlett couldn’t reply, drinking her milk down quickly as the mouse continued to speak and tease her. With her freed hands, all the bunny wanted to do was flip off the perverted mommy figure taunting and teasing her, but she knew that she would get punished for it. There was a faint groan as the white furred middle finger slowly spurted up, the disobedient and bratty rabbit giving Ms. Taylor a middle finger for all the teasing.


The grey mouse looked down towards Scarlett’s hand, letting out a loud sigh and seeing the middle finger. Her free hand reached over and slowly pinned down the erect digit, giving a disappointed look towards the bunny. There wasn’t a word Ms. Taylor slowly shook her head, taking the pacifying baby bottle out of Scarlett’s mouth. Upon setting it down, the mouse pushed the partially eaten plate of pancakes away, leaning over to begin undoing the rabbit’s bondage. The wrist cuffs and chest strap were popped open, allowing the white bunny to move. a confused and slightly anxious expression worn on her face.


“C’mere, lay down in my lap.” Ms. Taylor spoke firmly, commanding the white rabbit as if she would obey any words that came out of her mouth. “If you want to be a bad girl, you’ll get punished like a bad girl should.” Those teal eyes were as cold as frozen knives, staring deep into the white rabbit’s chocolate eyes full of uncertainty.


Scarlett hesitated. Knowing that if she wanted to, she could refuse and walk away with no consequence, but everything about the situation surrounding her drew her into obeying. There was no way she would go through with this if it was anyone else in any other place in the world, but the white rabbit slowly and shakily got to her feet, her bare paws touching down on the cool hardwood floor. Now embarrassed and blushing hard, Scarlett allowed herself to lay down in Ms. Taylor’s lap, her dry diaper poking out from under the pink outfit she was unwillingly dressed in.


The soft paw rolled against the plush bunny thigh, the grey mouse sizing up Scarlett and judging how much she would react and how hard she should go. “I’ll give you five spankings. You must count them out loud like a big girl, okay?” Ms. Taylor spoke coldly as she held the rabbit close. “I know my little girl can at least count to five. Right?” Without an answer from the blushing bunny questioning a lot about herself, the mouse sighed and brought her hand up, bringing it down onto Scarlett’s plush thigh with a loud thwap! “I’ll help you count, since you’re such a small baby bunny. What’s the first number you learned, sweetie?” She asked with a firm voice, pulling her grey furred hand away from the rabbit’s leg.


“O-one…” Scarlett weakly spoke, blushing hard as her thigh was stinging from the strike. It was humiliating, how she wanted to submit and allow it to happen to her without protest, a feeling that was expressed with a sharp whine bordering on a moan. As Ms. Taylor’s hand slapped down again, the white bunny squirmed and partially moaned out, “T-two…” trying to keep her pleasure and internal conflict secret. Huffing and groaning with the third slap to her thigh, starting to get read, Scarlett slammed her fist into the chair while fighting the pain as best she could, forcing herself to not moan. “Th-three… f-fuck…”


Sighing, the mouse shifted the bunny close to her body, Ms. Taylor running her hand along the untouched thigh. “Scarlett… what did you just say?” The grey mouse could feel the tension running through the rabbit, even though the layers of cute clothes and padding. “Does mommy need to get rough? Is that what you want, sweetie?” Ms. Taylor spoke simply and firmly, a low boiling sense of anger trailing her words as she pressed her hand to the first thigh. “Ten slaps each, you don’t have to count. No cursing, no hitting things.” She laid out her conditions for the extended punishment without hesitation.


Before Scarlett could even get a groan of acceptance out of her maw, the grey mouse began to hit both thighs with all of her force! Each slap made the rabbit’s slim body jiggle, the whimpering bunny taking the pain rather easily, only blushing and whining from the situation and how she submitted. With her brown eyes closed and trying to ignore it all around her, Scarlett hated feeling so much bliss with every slap! The idea of being put in her place underneath her mommy mouse permeated her mind no matter how much she tried to think of other things, only driving her squeals of pain filled bliss more and more as she was punished. Slap after slap, Ms. Taylor turned Scarlett’s thighs a nice shade of red with all the pain she gave the little bunny, gently rubbing the slapped areas while making the dressed-up bunny sit up in her lap.


“I’m sorry I had to punish you, sweetie. It’s for your own good.” Ms. Taylor spoke with a soft and soothing voice, holding the rabbit up a few inches away from her. “Mommy had to make sure her bunny knew right from wr- '' The mouse was surprised as Scarlett quickly went in, the rabbit’s arms embracing the grey mouse in a sudden hug! It took a moment to completely verify that she wasn’t getting revenge on her for the painful spankings, but Ms. Taylor let out a long sigh before embracing the bunny right back. “Scarlett, do you forgive mommy?” The rodent whispered quietly into the erect bunny ears directly in front of her, softly rubbing the back of the rabbit to console her.


Letting out a soft whine and tensing up, the blushing face Scarlett hid couldn’t get redder without any paint. “Y-yes… mommy…” She squeaked out, growing tense and squeezing the mouse in her arms.


Huffing with the tight squeeze, Ms. Taylor gave a soft pat on the back and slowly rolled her hand to rub the head of her babied rabbit. “Aw, I really appreciate it, sweetie. Can you… let go a little? You’re hugging mommy… a-a bit too hard….” With that sudden realization, it was like Scarlett just dropped her arms and let them uselessly and affectionately dangle down Ms. Taylor’s shoulders.


The mouse gently squeezed the rabbit and slowly turned her little bunny around, making her face the other way towards the pancakes. Patting Scarlett’s head as she reached for the fork, the grey mouse scooped up another bit of pancakes to continue the feeding time. For a moment, Scarlett wouldn’t open her mouth, making a soft whine as the fork of food was right in front of her. Ms. Taylor made airplane noises as she brought the fork closer to the whining and squirming bunny the second time. Scarlett hesitantly opened her maw for a small bite of the pancakes.


After a moment of feeding, Scarlett blushed heavily and looked away from the meal in front of her. She did her best to avoid the gaze of the mouse every time she tried to get a look at her. The warmth that began to fill Ms. Taylor’s lap as the bunny began to use her diaper right there helped the grey rodent realize what was happening. Only smiling and pulling the white rabbit closer, Ms. Taylor chuckled. Running her hands along the cute, pink dress and down to the pee filled diaper, the mouse squeezed and hugged the warm bunny.


“That’s it, that’s my good girl, going potty in her diapees.” Ms. Taylor teased, only hearing a sharp whine of embarrassment from the bunny too stunned to speak. “Mommy’s so proud of you for being a good girl!” The rodent continued, planting a soft kiss to Scarlett’s cheek. Assuming the embarrassment of the little bunny in her lap, the mouse wrapped her arms around the slim yet muscular belly of the bunny, drawing the lapine in close with a warm hug. “Does my little girl want to get changed? We can go on and take our bath, if you wanna get out of that messy diapee.” Ms. Taylor whispered each sentence in one ear at a time, partially showing that Scarlett was now in the deep end and had absolutely no escape from this point onward. 


Attempting to keep her blushing expression mostly hidden from her caretaker-warden, the white rabbit was completely unable to form words! The embarrassment and the overwhelming feeling of wetting herself on purpose sent the rabbit into shock. “Y-y…” She began, only finding it harder to speak. Scarlett’s mind was completely flooded with embarrassment, much like the soft padding beneath her butt was filled with her pee. Feeling the encouraging hands along her body, watching the grey digits rolling over the pink frills of her dress… only static filled her mind. Scarlett’s open mouth was barely able to produce a single squeak.


“Just nod or shake your head, sweetie.” Ms. Taylor said, slowly taking the pacifier gag being held in front of the white rabbit’s mouth. “If you don’t want to use big girl words, that’s okay. You can just nod or let mommy choose for you.” With a comforting pet along the head, running those ears down before they naturally sprung back up. “Now, sweetie, do you want to go take a bath and have mommy wash you? Yes,” She said, moving Scarlett’s head in a nod, “Or no?” She said, making the bunny shake her head.


Being babied even further and accepting the paci without any fuss, the white rabbit’s face grew calm, the red blush slightly fading as she suckled. Hesitating for a moment as Ms. Taylor’s grey furred hands moved away from her head, Scarlett slowly began to nod by herself. A moment after nodding and not getting a reaction, Scarlett nodded just a little more as if she really was sure about it. As she nodded again, the surprisingly strong mouse wrapped her arms underneath the bunny, lifting her into the air with an arm pressing snuggly against the used diaper!


“Then you got it, sweetie. I’ll get that messy diapee off you, get you all cute and clean, and get you dressed up!” The final surprise of the bath was revealed! Scarlett’s ears perked up substantially while hearing that she was going to be put into a new outfit. Part of her wished it wasn’t as embarrassing and babyish as the one she wore, but the newly awakened baby bunny side was hoping it was even cuter. Ms. Taylor maneuvered the rabbit to be resting in her arms facing her, carrying the rather lithe and small bunny towards the bathroom.


Exploring a new part of the house that the pampered prisoner has never seen before, Scarlett looked over her shoulder to watch where her new mommy figure took her. She did her best to remember the path. Upon hearing the bathroom door open and being escorted into the pale blue room, the white rabbit blushed while seeing a changing station in the new room! Scarlett could only huff as she sat down on it, her motherly figure gently placing her on it. Completely able to hop down from it, Scarlett hesitated as Ms. Taylor began to undress the white rabbit. Grey hands slid off the dress to expose the bunny’s bare boobs and belly. Completely embarrassed, there was no way for the practically petrified rabbit to move as her wet diaper was also taken off by the experienced mommy dom. Scarlett’s white furred back was pressed to the changing station, forcing her to lay down and reveal her lower half. 


Ms. Taylor saw the blushing and embarrassment on Scarlett’s face, just simply smiling as she whipped down the bunny’s private parts with a wet wipe. “Don’t worry, it’s nothing I haven’t seen before. You can uncover your chest, pretty bunny, I won’t stare.” She said, leaning in and pinching the rabbit’s nose, drawing those brown eyes to look into her own. “Are you ready for a bath, sweetie?” To which a slow answer came with an anxious yet eager nod. A restrained glimmer of pleasure within the white rabbit’s eyes upon being babied with such sincerity, absolute submission feeling like heaven.


With her answer, the grey mouse turned to the bathtub and flipped the knobs to get a stream of warm water flowing into the tub, dropping in a little flower-like stopper into the drain. As Ms. Taylor was distracted getting the perfect temperature of water, Scarlett’s eyes wandered to the closed and curtained window just a little out of reach where she was laying. Leaning for the window with an open hand, the blushing rabbit hesitated to peek. There was a mysterious wonder to know what was outside this little baby bubble she sat in, even with anxiety of understanding her true situation. Hearing the opening of water running and distracting her caretaker, the white rabbit reached and grabbed the cloth for a moment, pulling at the curtain with a hard yank.


The outside world was… different than what Scarlett was expecting. It was actually in a real suburban area, with other houses on the outside where she could see other people going about their business and even a car or two going by. The rather pessimistic rabbit believed that this was all an illusion, a Hollywood stage to make a fake reality. With muffled words of confusion, Scarlett stared for seconds. The seconds felt like hours. Suddenly, the rabbit jumped while feeling the curtain pulled away from her! A muffled curse came out of the gag as Ms. Taylor closed off the window to the outside world swift enough to startle the bunny.


“Sweetie,” The grey mouse said, clearly choosing to ignore the sudden cursing bunny, “If you want to play outside, you’ll have to be good for mommy for a few days. Okay?” She said, slowly pulling Scarlett up into her arms, holding the naked rabbit very carefully. “Regardless, we got bath time to worry about!” Ms. Taylor said with a smile as she set Scarlett down into the warm bath. A cute little rubber duck was dropped right between the white rabbit’s legs as she was sat in the tub. 


The grey mouse grabbed a washcloth, slathering it up with a pink, bubbly soap that already started to get the bathwater bubbly. The caretaker kneeled just at the edge of the tub, running the soft and sudsy cloth over the bunny’s back, sighing softly while traveling over a plethora of scars. Scarlett noticed how Ms. Taylor acted upon seeing her back, which has been through a decent bit of abuse over the years within her little crime ‘business.’ The sigh and expression on the mouse’s face gave the babied bunny a tinge of guilt, feeling bad for making the one taking care of worry so much over these old marks.


Those thoughts of guilt were forced out of the rabbit’s mind as she tried to think on the positive here. Suckling the pacifier did precious little to help her emotional state, but she continued. Being washed was pleasurable, feeling the gentle yet firm cloth being pressed into her shoulder blades, along the small of her neck, and down to her somewhat plump chest. Scarlett didn’t even notice for a moment as Ms. Taylor moved her hand and the cloth to a rather sensitive and erotic zone on her body! The large brown eyes widened upon realization, Scarlett’s muscles tensing up as she felt the cloth along her chest. The mouse’s second hand gave a gentle rub along the back, helping to soothe the agitated bunny who only huffed loudly like a typical brat. 


“Sweetie, mommy needs to get you all nice and clean. You haven’t been all that clean before I came to pick you up from that mean daycare center.” Ms. Taylor jokingly referenced the prison Scarlett was held at, leaning in to plant a kiss on the bunny’s forehead. “I got to take care of you better than that scary place, don't I? Don’t you want mommy to take care of you and make you nice and clean again?” The mouse spoke with honeyed words, clearly not giving any room with the rhetorical question lovingly spoken into the erect ears of the muted rabbit. While talking, the cloth went down the rather slim belly and to the hips and thighs underwater, scrubbing dirt and grime out of the white fur nice and slowly. “Why don’t you play with your ducky and let mommy work, sweetie?”


Scarlett gave a slight snarl for a moment, her brow furrowing over those agitated brown eyes. Unable to speak her mind, the bunny turned her attention to the yellow duck floating in the water between her thighs, watching the grey paws scrubbing away at her lithe form. Reaching for it, grasping it, the rabbit accidentally squeezed a little too hard and made it squeak! Surprised and letting out a soft snicker at it, the white rabbit almost forgot about Ms. Taylor as she began scrubbing down towards the bunny’s feet, focusing on the duck now as it rests in her hands. The squeaky, floating toy was a good bit larger than a normal one, almost triple the size of a classic rubber duck. The bath toy completely enthralled the bunny as she gave it a big squeeze, making a louder squeak and smiling wide through the gag at it.


As she watched the bunny play with the toy, Ms. Taylor smiled at how easily the rabbit was now entranced with the rather simple rubber duck. Brushing and scrubbing along Scarlett’s arms and up to her head, the mouse hummed a light lullaby-esc tune as she worked, aiming to further soothe the bunny she took care of. Flustered and squirming, the gagged rabbit let out a soft whine as her face was cleaned with the sudsy cloth. Water was gently splashed in her face to wash all of the soap away. It seemed like Scarlett didn’t appreciate any of what Ms. Taylor was doing, especially since her concentration on the ducky was broken. 


Seeing the slightly frustrated glare from the rabbit, the mouse gave a small smile before leaning up. Grabbing and placing down a decently sized toy boat into the bathtub, the caretaker gave a soft kiss to Scarlett’s head. “Be a good girl and play with your boat and ducky for me, okay? I won’t be long. I just need to get your new outfit from my room.” The rabbit, now blushing from Ms. Taylor’s loving kiss, put her attention on the two toys in front of her, idly playing with them as the grey mouse disappeared through the doorway. 


Looking between the large duck and the tri-color boat, the bunny gently moved the two of them together and pretended that the boat was hunting the duck! A smile came across her lips as she played in the warm water, completely overwhelmed with bubbles to the point where she couldn’t see her long legs in the water. As the minutes passed, Scarlett making cute noises while pretending the two toys were going through a grueling battle, she suddenly realized what she was doing. Red blush flooded her cheeks as she stared away towards the front of the bathtub, completely stunned with herself with how easily she got lost in this playtime! It was only meant to be a distraction to make Ms. Taylor leave, but it consumed every part of the bunny’s attention and lulled her into playing more and more. 


The long ears standing on end heard the sound of footsteps approaching, the white rabbit turning in the tub with a slosh of sudsy water to get a look. Appearing with her arms behind her back, the grey mouse gave a wide smile to the naked and wet rabbit. “No peeking, sweetie. Close your eyes and let mommy dry you off, first.” Ms. Taylor whispered with a teasing voice. The mouse set the outfit aside the moment she saw those dark brown eyes close. Approaching and draining the water from the tub, the rodent took the rabbit’s hands and helped her out of the bath, having her sit down on the toilet.


A towel was run across the rabbit’s body, gently running over the wet fluff and cleaning it all. Through the process, the mouse felt the rather sizable muscles under the cleaned fur, running over every part of Scarlett’s body to dry her off. Every drying rub of the towel kept the bunny nice and warm in the somewhat cool bathroom. Upon finishing, Ms. Taylor briefly told the rabbit to keep her eyes closed for longer, starting to slip the outfit over the white rabbit’s head! There was a pale pink, long-sleeved dress shirt with comically large white buttons fitted onto Scarlett’s torso. It was covered with a black silk-like blouse that had small pink bunny emblems all over it! Scarlett took a peek only to get her pale thigh spanked once, getting a whine from the white rabbit. The last part was a comically oversized bowtie that was fitted around the shirt collar, the red bow on the blushing bunny being a sight enough to make the mouse giggle.


With the final bit of preparation before letting the babied bunny see her new look, Ms. Taylor picked up the lithe bunny by the armpits. Carrying the helpless bunny away just to be set on the changing table, back against the firm mat. Under the new cute clothes, a diaper was firmly strapped in and ready for any messes Scarlett made. Pink bondage gloves were fitted on the white rabbit’s hands without too much of a fuss, the matching set of internally spiked booties being placed on her feet as well.


“Okay, sweetie, you can open your eyes now.” Ms. Taylor whispered out, pressing her hand to the bunny’s fresh diaper. “Does it feel good? Do you like it?” She asked, watching the huffing and blushing face of Scarlett grow red while looking at her new outfit.


The soft whine from the rabbit and the uselessly bound hands being pressed to her paci-gag was enough to ask for a bit of freedom, which the mommy mouse quickly obliged. Giving her now emptied mouth a moment to adjust to the freedom, the white rabbit let out a soft squeak.  “I-I… mmm… it’s better than the last one…” She begrudgingly liked the outfit, crossing her arms as she sat up, not even minding the extra padding on her butt at this point. “But, uh…” The hesitant words from the bunny got Ms. Taylor’s attention, leaning down in front of the lapine to look into those dark brown eyes. “C-can I, uh… have some more playtime?” Scarlett attempted to look away, but was unable to as Ms. Taylor grabbed her cheek. The excited teal eyes stared into her own with an excited gaze.


“Aw~ Well, I’m glad you like it, sweetie. And of course! We can have some more playtime, but you need to ask nicely.” Ms. Taylor ran her hand along the white bunny’s cheek, drawing herself closer to the blushing bunny. “What do big girls say when they want something? Hm~?”


Letting out a soft squeak, Scarlett leaned in and hid her face into the soft chest of the mouse, feeling a slight wetness along the clothes from splashed bathwater. “Please?” Scarlett initially said. After not getting a response, the flustered lapine furrowed her brow with a blush. “P-please, mommy?” The rabbit eventually squealed out, letting out a soft gasp as she was effortlessly lifted into the mouse’s arms. 


With a sigh, the grey mouse gingerly pulled the light weight rabbit to her chest, helping the dolled-up bunny hold on. Her high heeled shoes clacked against tiles as she started to walk away from the bathroom, bunny in tow. “You’ve been such a good girl for me today, so I don’t see why not. I got to make my lovely little bunny happy, that way you stay out of trouble while I work~” Ms. Taylor snickered, rolling her eyes happily at the embarrassed whine from Scarlett, who squirmed within her arms. 


Being brought over to the living room, the white rabbit felt herself being placed down in an area she hasn’t visited before, encircled with a net wall that was about three or so feet tall. Initially reaching out with her feet to land, that idea was quickly shot down as the spikes gently pressed against the bunny’s soles, forcing her down to her knees as she was lowered into a large playpen! The soft, foam floor was multicolored with a collection of baby-ish toys sprawled around the floor. Initially hesitant, Scarlett crawled over with her bound hands reaching for a soft fox plush, one that was a little bigger than her head! Looking over towards Ms. Taylor, the questioning expression on the bunny’s face was silently asking if this was okay, only getting a simple smile in return.


The slight bit of encouragement led Scarlett’s attention to fall back on the orange fox plush held between her useless hands, giving it a soft squeeze. As the toy squeaked, she smiled and let out a little laugh, laying on her stomach and holding the plush toy close. Finally being able to hold one of the toys she was teased with in the crib, the content bunny finally realized how tired she was while laying on the soft foam floor. Closing her brown eyes and holding the fox close, she began to drift off. Before she knew it, she was fast asleep!


The great day was barely even half over as the white rabbit fell asleep on the soft ground of the playpen. Getting used to this new life full of a doting mommy figure in her life as well as the simple pleasure of being with people that care was such a heavenly feeling. Even the little stuff, like wearing diapers, was becoming a normal thing and it hasn’t even been two whole days of this! All those thoughts of her new life faded as sleep took the rabbit, Scarlett laying down along the soft cushion of the playpen, starting to wet her diaper as she slept.