Prisoner’s Diaper-lima Chapter 5: A
Lapine Learning Experience
By: Monica Vix
Scarlett held on tightly to the hand of her mousy mommy. Her large brown eyes looked forward
in apparent determination to have a good time and relax, but just below the surface she was a bubbling
pot of nerves. The white rabbit’s knees shook every other step. Ms. Taylor helped her get to the living
room one step at a time, the shorter mouse girl holding onto her lapine little every step of the way. The
anxiety faded for Scarlett as she held onto the mouse and her plush fox alike, as if losing either would
cost her millions.
Chatter of their hosts in the living room became more and more audible, the soft hum of another
bunny and a white tiger talking away. Scarlett could almost pick out individual words, even if they
were hard to hear. She could only hyper-fixate on the ground beneath her feet, how the wood panels on
the ground creaked in some places underneath her shoes, the soft clack of her cute little Mary-Janes
echoing in her mind each step. Even just the shifting fabric of her clothes and the crinkling of her fresh
diaper got her attention! Long ears were erect and listening to everything. Her pacifier in her mouth
was deafening in its own regard. It’s how she calmed herself. That and squeezing onto the plush
Tangerine and the mouse’s arm.
“Okay, Scarlett.” Ms. Taylor spoke in a low, soft tone. Her free grey hand rest itself on the white
rabbit’s cheek, making those big brown eyes gaze into her gentle teal eyes. “You’re going to be okay,
right? Just take a deep breath and go say hi. If you want, I can ask Layla to take you to the play pen so
you can have some little bunny alone time if you don’t want to play?”
The rabbit hesitated for a moment. Her arms squeezed just a little tighter, until she heard the
gentle pop of Ms. Taylor’s shoulder from her grasp. Releasing and recoiling, Scarlett sighed through
her pacifier. Her shoulders rolled up in a shrug. It was met with a simple hand to the head, patting and
rubbing her white fluffy head between the erect ears.
“It’s okay, don’t worry. Just call for me and I’ll be there to talk to you one on one whenever you
need to.” Ms. Taylor’s soft, caring voice radiated a gentle warmth through Scarlett. That, and the little
kiss pressed to her forehead. All of these little motions made her feel coddled and cared for with barely
a touch. “Alright, go on and say hi. You can do this, sweet little marshmallow.”
Scarlett nodded slowly. She was practically melting under the loving heat of the mouse and it was
painfully obvious. The faded pink blush in her cheeks was the most apparent tell. Slowly, the rabbit
turned, facing the hallway. With a deep breath and a suckle of her pacifier, Scarlett took a few more
steps forward into the gentle heat of the living room. Her plush Tangerine was squeezed lovingly in her
arms, the little fox held so tight in her deceptively powerful arms.
Layla was the first to stop talking as the newcomer entered into her living room. The strong
looking white tiger patted the head of her own rabbit, making Monica stop in the middle of her
sentence. Sapphire and emerald eyes alike gazed at her.

“Hey there, lil bun.” Layla spoke first. She pulled herself off of the couch, taking a few steps over
to Scarlett to reach out an arm. “Don’t worry about needing a change as soon as we met. Happens all
the time with nervous little kids like yourself.” Her voice had a certain bass to it, a low rumble that
could melt hearts. The white tiger was also rather tall, just being about half a head taller than Scarlett!
The white rabbit gingerly took the hand of the white tiger, gently shaking it. “H-hewwo… fank
yoo…” She spoke gently, almost a whisper. Her pacifier muddled with her words, but Scarlett still
spoke! “Caa I haff some milk?” Scarlett asked with all of her effort to fight her anxieties.
“Of course, just give me a moment.” Layla said with a gentle smile. She patted the head of the
white rabbit before walking away. Her strong physique was on display, a simple black tank top and dull
blue jeans working to show off her form. “Monica, can you help our new friend out? Let her know
where things are and all that?”
Scarlett’s attention was put onto the brown and white rabbit lazing on the couch. Monica sat up,
her skirtalls revealing a diaper underneath her crotch. “Hi, nice to meet you.” The rabbit said, hopping
to her feet. “Do you want a little tour, Scarlett?” She took one step closer to the slightly taller white
rabbit, being just about a few inches shorter. “I think we can skip over the bathroom, though. Since you
were… just there. And I don’t think we’ll need to go there again any time soon.” The brown and white
bunny joked with her new shy friend.
“I-I, uh…” Scarlett hesitated for a moment. Even if she was a tad over six foot tall, she was as
nervous as if she was barely two feet. The pacifier was taken out of her mouth, being tucked into the
nearly invisible pocket of her skirt. “Sure, sure. I can, uh… go on a tour.” The rabbit forced enthusiasm
with an uncertain smile.
Monica’s white furred paw rest gently on the shoulder of the white rabbit. Her glove like pattern
on her other free hand would gesture around the room. “There’s the TV, we have a lot of games down
there. It’s even hooked up to our computer so we can do other things like watch streams or do computer
only games.” Shifting around Scarlett, Monica pointed to the back of her own feline mommy. “Over
there is the kitchen. Don’t mind the mess, I’m cleaning it tomorrow.” The tour continued as the brown
bunny escorted Scarlett across the room, making the tall bunny move a little quicker than she would
otherwise. “Over here is the play pen.” Monica gestured downward to an entire corner of the living
room!
Scarlett’s eyes were wide in awe from this. She thought her room at her new home was full of
baby stuff, but this was ridiculous! There were plush toys scattered all across the floor, babyish wooden
toys sized for adult size play. A large set of building blocks was stacked in a plastic box, neatly set in
the corner. There was a cute little plastic table made for kids to sit at, the legs lifted up on small wooden
stilts to make it comfortable for an adult sized body. Everything about this corner screamed little and
cute to her. Even the large carrot plush that was sat at the table, tucked in with a little chair to support it.
“Cute, isn’t it?” Monica spoke gently. Her floppy ear moved as her arm lifted to cup her cheek,
whispering into Scarlett’s ear. “I designed it and Layla paid for it.” She laughed with a soft hissing
snicker. “Anyways, do you wanna see the BIG big kid stuff?” The mischievous rabbit spoke aloud
normally. It clearly piqued Scarlett’s interest for a moment.
“Wait.” Ms. Taylor stepped in. She walked over to the two bunnies, both of which were taller
than her. “No veiling what that is, Monica.” The mouse scolded. She shook a fresh bottle of milk as if

she was shaking her finger. “Scarlett’s a little sensitive, so tell her exactly what it is and don’t let her
answer blindly.” The little grey mouse came to the defense of her patient and daughter in kink. Teal
eyes were furrowed under the grey brow. The milk bottle was handed to Scarlett.
With surprise with the entrance of her motherly mouse, the white rabbit recoiled for a moment.
Her hands quickly took up the milk bottle, the warm drink placed in a sippycup with handles on either
side. “Th-thank you, mommy…” Scarlett whispered out as Ms. Taylor interjected herself between the
two lapines. “What, uh… what’s the big big kid stuff?” Her voice got a more sturdy, words coming out
cleaner and with a little weight behind them.
“Sorry, Ms. Taylor.” Monica whined softly. Her bratty behavior was quickly fixed with a sudden
swat from the grey mouse’s hand, hitting her exposed thigh! “O-ow! Well, Scarlett, the big big kid
room is our BDSM studio we have on the back porch.” The rabbit explained slowly and carefully, in
case her friend wouldn’t understand. It was enough to get the mouse content with the little smore of a
rabbit, enough to walk away and leave the bunnies be. “Stuff like being tied down, being hit with
paddles, that sort of stuff.” It was like Monica was walking on egg shells with her tone of voice. “We
don’t have to go if you don’t want to. We can just… sit around and play games? Watch something on
TV?” She suggested with a little shrug.
Scarlett’s brown eyes grew wider with each comment and detail about the studio. “I, uh… no
thank you.” She spoke softly. The sippycup was gingerly brought up to her lips, starting to drink from it
a little at a time, gulp after gulp. Both hands held it, the fox plush Tangerine pinned between her elbow
and ribs. “What do you… want to watch? I don’t really watch any shows usually, but I’d be happy to…
watch?” She sounded uncertain. Once Ms. Taylor left, the anxious bunny returned front and center in
Scarlett’s mind, finding it hard to ascertain her own feelings.
“Sure. Wanna take that big carrot with us? I saw you eyeing it, so… we can take it if you want
another couch cuddle buddy.” Monica asked with a smile. She was back pedaling, trying to make the
rabbit before her feel more comfortable after making her a little uneasy with talk of the BDSM studio.
“Oh, right! I meant to ask earlier. What did you name your little guy there?” Monica pointed a white
furred finger at the plush fox. As she did so, she strafed around Scarlett, starting to head back to the
couch.
The white bunny followed the gaze of the consistently moving rabbit before her. “Oh, uh… their
name’s Tangerine.” Scarlett’s voice was smooth as she talked about that. Her feet led her to follow
Monica towards the couch. “Mom- Ms. Taylor got them for me pretty recently.” She spoke softly.
Blush brightened her cheeks as she almost slipped and called her motherly mouse figure her mother
right in front of a new friend.
“Aw, that’s cute!” The brown rabbit said before casting herself down to the couch. From the side
cushion, she dragged a black and white plush dog into her lap, the canine toy looking thoroughly well
loved. “I got my Puppy here. Wanna make them kiss?” Monica joked. She held up the canine plush,
their head flopping limply to the side before her free hand helped it sit upright.
Scarlett couldn’t help but to smile at that. She gently set herself down next to Monica, her diaper
crinkling as she sat next to the other bun. Sippycup in her lap, she held Tangerine out to Puppy, setting
the two of them up to kiss right between their laps! Each of the rabbits moved their little plushies
closer, making the two kiss in the middle. It was enough to bring a smile to both of their faces. After
that, Monica rest her Puppy down on her lap, letting the dog lay against her. Meanwhile Scarlett held

her Tangerine nice and close, keeping their small body pressed against her slender belly. The sippycup
the white rabbit held was placed on the head of the little fox.
“Monica! Scarlett!” Layla called from behind the couch. “Taylor and I are going to have some
fun of our own. If you need anything, just call, we’ll be here.” The white tiger gave the pair a warm
smile from across the room. There was a faint snickering of the mouse that could be heard as well. “Oh,
and it goes without saying, but stay out of trouble! I can spank one of you and the one I can spank
knows damn well that I mean it when I say to stay out of trouble.”
The warning from the white tiger struck fear into Scarlett. She would sit up a little, looking over
the couch to give a thumbs up in return. Her other arm held her drink and plush, pressing the sippycup
into her diapered crotch while holding the plush fox between her body and arm. This little girl had her
arms full!
“Alright, we won’t do anything bad!” Monica called out. “We’re just gonna watch some Bluey
and hang out! Maybe do stuff in the play pen if we get bored.” The brown rabbit laid out the itinerary
their activities for the play date.
There was a sound of giggling of the two motherly figures down the hall. “Scarlett, sweetie, if
you need anything and go quiet, just come by and knock on the first door on your right.” Ms. Taylor
added to Layla’s comments. “And I know you won’t get into trouble. Too pure to even try to, aren’t
you?” The grey mouse teased from around the corner.
Scarlett let out a soft whine as her face filled with blush. The white rabbit dropped down next to
Monica, accidentally brushing up against the slightly shorter rabbit. With the soft crinkling of her
diaper, the white rabbit shuddered. She felt so small. She felt so needy and helpless in all the ways that
made her spine tingle excitedly. All the tall, small feeling bun could do was pop the nipple of her
sippycup into her mouth, gingerly drinking and sucking on it to calm herself down bit by bit.
The brown bun next to her took notice. She set down the remote control within her hand, making
a display of it to get Scarlett’s attention fixated on her. Monica turned just a little, the crinkling of her
padding audible to both of them. White furred hands slipped over the shoulders of the white rabbit, the
taller of the two buns being pulled back into get gentle embrace of the smaller brown bunny. Scarlett
wasn’t sure what to do. She just allowed Monica to manipulate her body as she wished. The brown bun
set her new friend’s head against her chest, gently coddling and holding the white rabbit as if she was a
plush, too.
“Comfy?” Monica asked softly. It was like she did this hundreds of times before with her casual
nature. “Thought you might like something like this, a little bit of cuddling without too much
grabbing.” She explained her thought process. One of her white furred hands dipped under Scarlett’s
back, tugging her own plush out from under the weight of the taller rabbit.
Scarlett could only nod. It was rude to talk with your mouth full, after all; whether it was milk or
food. It was nice to simply rest her head on the soft chest of the other bun. The boobs on her new friend
were definitely a little larger than her own, making them the better of two pillows. There was a moment
of surprise as the plush puppy Puppy was placed on her chest, the white furred hands of her guest and
fellow little draping over her shoulders to hold it there.

The two bunnies shifted for a moment to get comfortable together. Then, Monica grasped the
remote once again, turning the screen on and flipping between channels for a moment. It only took a
few seconds for the image of an Australian children’s show to come on screen.
“Hey, Scarlett, guess what.” Monica said with a soft voice into the erect ears of the rabbit in her
arms. With a soft curious sound, the brown bunny began to speak. “One publisher actually censored
parts of this. Simply because of accents. It’s rare, but there are a few lines that are completely cut while
others were altered.”
The white rabbit gently tugged her sippycup out of her mouth for a moment. “Wow. Do you,
uh… watch this show that much?” Scarlett asked in a hesitant voice, hoping she didn’t offend her
fellow little bun with a question like that.
“Kinda? Layla shown me one of them and then I delved into the Wiki page just to see what else
was changed.” Monica answered. “There are five of them I know of, only two I noticed myself.” The
brown rabbit gingerly rubbed her hands along Scarlett’s shoulders, occasionally playing with her own
plush Puppy every now and then. “It’s a good show just to have on in the background.” During her
explanation, there was a gentle hiss of pee filling a diaper. Since Scarlett didn’t feel any warmth, she
could only assume who else it could be.
There was a soft blush on the white rabbit’s face. “O-oh, uh… you’re peeing?” Scarlett stated in
an unsure way. “Do you, uhh… need to wear diapers all the time? For real? Or do you just… act like
you do?” She hesitated as she spoke. “You don’t have to answer if it’s mean or anything like that to
ask! Sorry, I just… ugh… I’m so new to this I don’t really know what to do or say.” The flustered
rabbit floundered with her words.
“Shh, shh.” Monica calmly took action to pacify the taller rabbit. Her hand carefully held onto
Scarlett’s, pushing it towards her mouth to make her suckle on her sippycup again. “Don’t worry,
you’re okay. And, uh… it’s complicated? I have hypnotic triggers to make me, well… lose control
when I’m wearing a diaper like this. Right now I don’t have control of any of that stuff, piss or shit.”
The curse word clearly got a reaction from the milk drinking bunny.
Scarlett weakly protested against the sippycup being pushed into her mouth. She waited until
Monica retracted her hand to take it out herself. “So, uh… mm…” The rabbit wanted to speak, but
couldn’t find the words. Her pacifier was dragged out of her pocket just to be plopped into her mouth.
One of her hands drifted back down to her skirt, pushing into her pampers through the soft cloth. There
was an anxious heat rising in her crotch from the simple comment. The sound surrounding her
seemingly grew louder. The show, the heartbeat of her friend, and even the crinkling of her own diaper.
“What? Do you want to be kinda diaper dependent like your big sis bun?” Monica joked with
Scarlett. The brown bunny leaned in and kissed right on Scarlett’s forehead. “I think you’re already
there, though. You peed yourself so bad your diaper was full the moment you got here. Honestly, I
thought it was cute.”
The taller, stronger rabbit was just putty in the iron grasp on Monica’s teasing voice. Her legs
buckled a little as she was held so gently, so carefully. Scarlett closed her eyes and sighed a gentle
breath out.

“You like being praised, huh? Are you my good little sister, Scarlett?” Monica’s voice took on a
higher pitch as she teased and praised the white rabbit in her arms. Her white furred lips kissed the
erect ears gently. “What a good girl, cuddling and oh so snuggly for her big sis~” Her voice was
unrelenting, talking to Scarlett as if she was just a tiny baby bunny.
That was until Scarlett took control, just a little. She flipped herself over onto her belly, hiding
her face into the soft chest of the brown rabbit underneath her! There was little to no care about the
plush Puppy trapped between their bodies and the little Tangerine pressed between their two pairs of
padding. The soft whines and flustered noises were muffled now by supple flesh as well as the show
still playing in the background. Monica chuckled lowly upon seeing this.
“Oh, you’re a naughty little girl, aren’t you? Want to play like big kids with your big sister, huh?”
Monica spoke in a lustful voice. Her crotch humped forward, pressing into Scarlett’s diaper using the
plush fox as a lewd toy. “Just use one big girl word, Scarlett~ Yes or no?” There was a soft hand
pressed to the head of the white rabbit, moving her head up and down and side to side with each option
presented before her.
Gasping, shuddering, Scarlett tried to control herself. The pacifier fell out of her mouth and onto
Monica’s chest, a bit of drool and slobber staining the white shirt under the brown bunny’s skirtalls. “Yyes…” The helpless little bunny squeaked out. With a big breath, she continued “I-I wanna… mm… be
your little sister… your horny little sister who’s good for cuddling and playing like big kids….” The
arousal and embarrassment were palpable in every syllable of her speech.
“Such a good girl! I have the bestest little sis ever~” Monica cooed lovingly, planting little kisses
along Scarlett’s head. “How about we head over to the play pen? We got some fun toys over there.”
The brown rabbit suggested, pushing the pacifier back into Scarlett’s mouth.
Happily taking the pacifier in her maw, Scarlett would look up to Monica. Her large brown eyes
were shimmering, completely entranced in her new sister in kink. A shudder went down her body, the
soft hiss of her peeing into her diaper! There was a gentle blush that grew and grew, just as the wetness
of her soft padding grew. Monica held the peeing bunny, gently rubbing a hand over her back.
“Oh, wow, you’re pretty strong.” The brown rabbit sounded surprised. “Guess you hit the gym a
lot, huh sis?” She continued this stint of play after recovering from her initial shock.
Scarlett slowly nodded. With a soft sigh, she finished her peeing, now dragging herself off of
Monica’s front. The way her tall frame towered over the reclining rabbit was contrasted with her
pacifier and cutesy appearance was rather funny. With a gentle, overly cautious motion, the white rabbit
dismounted the couch and stood on the carpeted ground with her plush fox and empty sippycup in her
hands. Scarlett suckled on her pacifier like it was second nature. Her dark brown eyes gazed down at
the equally brown bunny, almost wondering what she was going to do.
Monica heaved herself up to her feet, her diaper crinkling under her weight as she shifted and
sprung up to her barefoot paws. Her arms were cast around Scarlett’s neck, tugging the taller bunny
into a surprise hug! The brown rabbit left her Puppy on the couch. She slowly and carefully pulled the
rabbit along with her towards the play pen corner.
Along the way to the pen, Scarlett set down her sippycup on the coffee table. The pair arrived at
the high walls of the pen, able to step over them one foot at a time. It would’ve been easier if Monica

didn’t silently insist on hugging and holding onto each other the entire time, however. Then the pair sat
down on the soft, puzzle piece foam that lined the bottom of the pen. Monica practically dragged
Scarlett down to rest her head on her crotch.
The gentle warmth of Monica’s partially filled diaper was foreign to Scarlett, but she accepted it.
She could only look up with half closed eyes at the bunny. She felt safe and secure in this house. As a
guest, she felt completely welcome and cared for, like she could ask for anything in the world and it
would be granted! Right now, that uncomfortable desire for pleasure was all that Scarlett wanted. She
could feel that heat of erotic need bubbling away in her slightly pee filled pampers.
Big sis Monica ran her hand down Scarlett’s belly. The gentle, teasing presses over her body got
a cute giggle from the pacified bunny. With the pressure to her stomach and innards, the white rabbit
unwillingly let out a rancid fart! The sound was loud enough to make the two of them stop in their
tracks. Both of them began to giggle after a moment as they relaxed on the play pen floor.
“So.” Monica began. Her voice was soft, almost motherly in a weird way. “How do you want to
start?” Her words hung in the air for just a moment.
Scarlett didn’t know how to start, just knowing what she wanted. The end result was the only
thing her mind could even imagine. There she drew a blank, staring into nothingness in Monica’s lap.
All she knew what to do was to lay there and hold her Tangerine nice and close, listening to the Bluey
show theme playing in the background as a new episode began.