{"sf1_id":1123174,"sf2_id":null,"title":"Playtime Priorities","author":"LittleRaccoonToddler","words":1227,"posted_at":"2017-01-13T00:37:00.000Z","tags":["Babyfur","Cat","Cub","Cubs","Diaper","Diaper usage","Kit","Kitten","Messsing","Raccoon","Short","babies","daycare","playground","pooping","toddlers"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1123174-playtime-priorities","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/view/1123174","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=1123174\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"Trying to get back into the swing of things. A really short story about carefree cubs being carefree cubs!\nStarring the wonderful Bobkitty! :http://www.furaffinity.net/user/bobkitty/ \u0026 https://twitter.com/BobBkitty","content":"One sunny morning at Sunny Paws Daycare Center the caretaker let their charges outside to   \nplay. The baby section, reserved for babies and toddlers, had recently received a huge, bright red   \nslide. Of the fourteen little ones let into the baby section only a single cub didn't queue for the slide.   \nInstead, the cub went to play in the sandbox.  \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;  \nIn the queue for the slide stood Bob, a off black furred kitten with deep blue hair and a silver   \nunderbelly. Directly behind Bob stood Mark, an orange haired raccoon kit with a white underbelly. As a   \ncub slide down the slide the line shifted forward, allowing Bob to take his first steps up the latter.  \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;  \nAnother cub slid down the slide, again prompting the line forward. Bob took a few steps up   \nand Mark planted his feet on the bottom Step. Yet another cub went down the slide and the line   \nshifted forward once more. Excitement welled up inside the kitten, he was next!  \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;  \nFinally the last cub zipped down the slide and Bob reached the top. From the top of the slide   \nthe kitten could see the entire daycare playground. The excited kitten sat down and prepared to push   \nhimself down the slide. However, before he had a chance to slide down his attention was caught by a   \nloud \"Phew!\" from behind.  \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;  \nBob turned to see Mark covering his nose. \"Something stinks!\" The raccoon kit exclaimed.   \nWithout any hesitation Bob replied, \"I pooted.\" With that Bob turned his attention back to the slide   \nsitting before him.  \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;  \nBefore Bob had a chance to slide down he was again interrupted. From behind, an annoyed   \nMark summoned a whiny tone. \"Bob! Why did you fart?\" the kit demanded to know.  \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;  \nNot even turning the acknowledge the raccoon Bob responded, \"Cause I have to poop.\"   \nSaying nothing more Bob pushed himself forward and slid down the slide. On the way down he threw   \nhis paws in the air and emitted a joyous squeal before reaching the bottom.  \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;  \nBob Stood up and began toddling to the back of the slide's queue. Before he reached the line   \nof cubs he again heard Mark's voice from behind. \"Bobby! Shouldn't you tell one of the teachers that   \nyou have to go potty?\" he asked.  \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;  \nThe kitten thought to himself for a split second before replying with a dismissive, \"nah.\" Not   \nonly was the potty silly, but the little cat didn't feel the urge to go anymore. Mark accepted the answer   \nand followed Bob to the back of the line.  \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;  \nThe two cubs stood in line and went down the slide a second time. This time when Bob   \nreached the bottom he turned towards the sandbox and saw that the other cub had left it vacant. As   \nMark slide to the bottom Bob turned to him and asked, \"Do you wanna play in the sand box?\" In   \nresponse the kit nodded his head.  \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;  \nThe two cubs ran full speed to the sandbox and Bob immediately began hunting for   \nsomething. In the meantime Mark collapsed himself into a sitting position, allowing his thick, poofy   \ndiaper to absorb the force of the fall. Soon, Bob found his target.  \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;  \nHalf buried in a pile of sand a toy train locomotive patiently waited for a cub to pick it up and   \nplay. Bob grabbed the toy and hoisted it into the air. The kitten waited a few seconds as the sand   \ndrained out of the toy's compartments before giving it one last shake. Now that the locomotive was   \nkind of sand-free Bob was ready to play with it.  \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;  \nThe kitten lowered himself down until he was resting on his shins. He learned forward to set   \nthe toy in an upright position in front of him. The shift in the kitten's abdomen as he leaned forward   \ntriggered a sharp sensation. The urge to poop returned to the kitten with a vengeance.  \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;  \n\"Mmph!\" Bob exclaimed as he felt his bowels loosen. Rather than try to fight the pressure Bob   \nrelaxed his body and began softly pushing. A shiver ran up the kitten's spine and the mess began   \npushing its way into the seat of his diaper.  \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;  \nMark watched as Bob let go of the toy and planted his paws firmly n the sand. A soft crackling   \nsound, punctuated by soft grunts, filled the air. The raccoon kit watched as a bulbous lump formed in   \nthe back of Bob's pants.  \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;  \nBy the time Bob had finished the bulging part of his shorts were touching the sand. Bob quietly   \nstayed in his messing stance for a few seconds after finishing. Suddenly Bob grabbed the train and   \nbegan pushing it through the sand.  \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;  \nCompletely ignoring the state of his trousers the kitten pushed the train over to Mark. The   \nentire way he happily mimicked the train with a \"Toot! Toot!\" Despite the scent that filled the air Mark   \ndidn't hesitate to join in with Bob. The kit began pushing a toy monster truck he had found. Side by   \nside the two set out around the sandbox.  \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;  \nThe cubs would have been content to play in the sand until they were called inside. However;   \ntheir play session was interrupted almost as soon as it began by an approaching caretaker. \"Heya,   \nBobby, Whatcha doin'?\" A tall male graphite-colored wolf asked.  \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;  \nBob stood up and held the toy train high until it was even with the 'SUNNY PAWS' printed on   \nthe wolf's t-shirt. \"I'm playin with the train!\" Bob cheered  \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;  \n\"I don't think that's the only thing you're doing!\" the wolf continued to tease the kitten. The   \ntruth was the caretaker had watched the boys break away from the slide queue. Having been at the   \ndaycare for a year now he had learned every cub's body language, including Bob's. He saw the kitten   \ndisplaying the signs that he needed to mess, and Bob proved the wolf right in no uncertain terms.  \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;  \n\"How about a quick diaper check?\" The wolf asked as he lifted Bob's shirt and pulled back his   \npants waistband. Though the smell in the air combined with Bob's earlier mannerisms had given the   \nkitten away, the caretaker was still surprised and impressed to see what the little guy had been able to   \ndo.  \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;  \n\"Wow Bob! You really had to go huh!\" The wolf exclaimed. The comment caused Bob to giggle   \nand smile before nodding his head at the caretaker.  \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;  \n\u0026nbsp;\"Alright, let's get you into a fresh diaper!\" the wolf said as he slide his paws under Bob's   \nshoulders. The kitten frowned as he was lifted into the air. He hated that his valuable playtime was   \nbeing interrupted by a silly diaper change.  \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;  \nAs the caretaker began carrying Bob towards the building the kitten shouted to Mark. \"Make   \nsure no one takes the train!\" Mark pulled the toy locomotive to his chest and shouted \"Kay!\" in   \nresponse to Bob's order.  \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;  \nBob relaxed as they entered the daycare building. He knew that the change wouldn't take   \nlong, and then he could get back to what was really important.  \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;  \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;  \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;  \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;  \n  \n  \n  \n\n"}