The month of June brings many reasons to jump for joy, several reasons to smile over the start of summer. For all the grade school kids longing for the last day of school, summertime is their much needed reprieve, their terrific two months full of fun and relaxation before the start of a new school year. For all the college kids once saddled with schoolwork, summer is their chance to return to the comforts of their hometown and reunite with fellow friends and family. Even tiny tots like Emily who have yet to be burdened by such educational obligations, who have no personal responsibilities beyond playing with their toys and pooping their pampers, can still appreciate summer for its bounty of beautiful days, for its splendid sights of sunflowers and satisfying sensations of sunshine stroking their skin.
Of course, kids are far from the only group to benefit from the boons of summer, as adults have their own share of advantages too. For parents, summer is the perfect opportunity to plan family vacations and similar excursions, to satisfy their wanderlust and enamor their eyes with the sights those exotic locations have to offer. For parents that aren’t the traveling type, summer is the opportune time to organize family barbecues, pool parties, and all sorts of ways to amplify one’s enjoyment of the outdoors. Even parents who aren’t filling their schedules with summer activities still have to much to appreciate about this time of year for the extra time off work, and in the case of Elizabeth, she’s more than happy to spend that time in the simple form of sitting on the couch and watching her daughter stack alphabet blocks on the carpeted floor.
However, despite all the gifts the summer season so generously graces the community with, a particular problem arises from time to time, a problem that plagues both kids and adults alike, and it’s none other than the scorching summer heat. Even in the slightly cooler comforts of her home, even as she partakes in the most sedentary pursuit of sitting on the couch, Elizabeth feels sweat forming on her forehead, feeling the heat of today’s triple-digit weather. The same can be said for the three year old toddler, who, even with her general surplus of playful energy, even despite wearing the relatively light get-up of a t-shirt and a diaper, starts to feel slightly sapped as she continues to play with her blocks.
“Hoo boy, it’s really hot today.” Elizabeth says as she wipes the sweat off her head. “You feel the heat too, Emily?”
“Yea, ish hot, Mommy.” Emily says as some drops of sweat slide off her face, feeling a little discomforted by these conditions; while the little skunk was often a fan of warm weather, she thought it was getting a bit excessive at the moment, and she wasn’t too fond of these sweating sensations either.
The mother skunk stands up and tries to think of solutions to beating the summer heat, wanting to find some ways to cool off for her daughter’s sake as well as her own. Fortunately, it’s not too long until an idea comes to mind.
“Oh! I have something that’ll cool us off! I’ll be right back sweetie!”
Elizabeth then leaves the living room and steps into the garage, scanning some of the compartments surrounding its perimeter as she searches for what she wants.
“That fan’s gotta be lying around here somewhere. I’m pretty sure I still have it.” the skunk says to herself as she continues her search. “Ah! There it is!”
Elizabeth picks up a gray table fan and takes it back inside, causing Emily to stare with eyes full of curiosity as she watches her mother walk back into the living room with this unfamiliar object in her hands.
“Woah! What is dat, Mommy? What is dat?” the toddler asks as she continues to stare at the gray-colored contraption.
“I’m glad you asked, Emily! It’s called a fan, and it’s gonna cool you right off!” Elizabeth says as she sets the fan down and plugs its cord into one of the outlets. “Once I turn it on, it’ll let out a big blast of air, like this!”
FWOOOOOOOOOSH!!!
Shortly after flipping the switch to “on”, the fan’s blades start spinning at high speeds and a consistent stream of cool air follows suit, filling the living room with a refreshing breeze.
“Woah!” Emily is blown right onto her padded tush, completely caught off guard by this sudden surge of artificial air, though this only serves to amuse the little skunk as she giggles and laughs.
“Oh! Well that’s one way to know it works!” says Elizabeth with a giggle of her own, quite appreciative of the cool air circulating around the room. “Feels nice, doesn’t it, sweetie?”
Emily nods her head in agreement as she stands back up, comforted by the air blowing across her body, satisfied by this solution to the high heat. Desiring to do more than simply bask in this cool breeze, she starts to toddle closer to the circular contraption, curious about the mechanisms of this unfamiliar machine, eager to learn more about the ins and outs of the fan’s functionality.
“Hmmm…”
For several seconds, the little skunk stares at the blades swiftly spinning round and round, wondering how anything would be capable of moving at such breakneck speeds. In an attempt to answer such a question, Emily steps closer to the fan and reaches out to touch it, though not before receiving a sudden rebuke from her mother.
“No no no! Don’t touch that, Emily!” Elizabeth says with utmost urgency.
“Hm?” Emily turns around before her finger touches the fan’s blades, confused as to why her mother has an issue with that.
“Those blades spin really fast, sweetie. I wouldn’t want you to hurt yourself.” says the mother skunk in a softer tone.
As Emily gets a closer look at the fan, she realizes that her mother has a point, that touching an object capable of slicing what it comes in contact with is, in fact, not the best of ideas. After learning this brief lesson on safety around sharp objects, the toddler looks down at the black switch on the bottom of the fan, another aspect she’s eager to learn about.
“Can I touch dis tingy, Mommy?” Emily asks as she points at the switch.
“Hehe, yes, you can touch that, Emily.” Elizabeth responds.
Emily then squats down and sets the switch to “off”, staring with awestruck eyes as the cool air dissipates and the fan’s spinning blades slow down before coming to a complete stop, amazed that such a small switch can have so much power, that with just a single finger, she can radically shift her surroundings and alter the environment around her.
“Ooooooh!” Emily looks back down at the switch with a wide smile, having lots of fun with this particular facet of the fan.
“Yes, Emily, that’s how you turn the fan off.” Elizabeth says with a chuckle. “Now go ahead and turn it back on! It’s not getting any cooler right now!”
Emily nods and turns the fan back on, giggling as the breeze makes its return and the blades start spinning around again.
“Hehehehe!”
Enjoying herself far too much to stop her toying around, Emily continues to flick the switch from side to side, giggling at the sight of the fan constantly fluctuating between its on and off state, amused by the sporadic sounds of it spinning and stopping, captivated by the complete control she now wields over this cooling contraption.
“Silly Emily! We’re not gonna beat the heat if you keep messing around with the fan!” Elizabeth says in response to her silly shenanigans. “Keep it on so we can cool off, okay?”
“Hehehe, okay!” says the skunk, flicking the switch for the final time.
As the fan continues to serve its function, Emily further appreciates its purpose, comforted by its coolness combating the warm conditions, satisfied by the feeling of her hair flowing in the wind. Still wanting to have more fun with this machine, the toddler then sticks out her tongue and starts making funny faces at the fan, humored by the sight of her tongue swinging around as a result of the strong surges of air.
“Hehe, looks like you’re having a lot of fun with that, huh?” Elizabeth says with a laugh, content to spectate such silly antics while cooling down on the comforts of the couch.
Expanding on her silly shenanigans some more, Emily turns around with her bottom facing the fan, bursting into laughter while she watches her bushy tail shake around and get blown back by the powered gusts of wind.
“Be careful, Emily! Don’t get your tail caught in that!” Elizabeth suggests.
Emily nods her head and takes a couple steps forward in response, though her silliness doesn’t stop there as she stands on her fours and starts shaking her thickly padded rump at the fan, joyfully laughing while she looks between her legs and sees her tail wildly swishing around in response to her playful movements paired with the fan blowing from behind.
“Hahaha, you’re cracking me up, Emily!” Elizabeth says with a hearty laugh, genuinely impressed by her daughter’s ability to create such comedic scenarios out of the blue, to get so much silly fun out of something as simple as a table fan.
Emily laughs alongside her mother as she continues to partake in her goofy antics, enjoying the silly sight of her tail moving to the whims of the artificial wind as the fan’s breeze blows on her diapered bottom. Although, as the skunk continues to immerse herself in her own amusement, an all too familiar pressure forms in her bowels, prompting the presence of a far fouler form of air.
PFFFFFFT!! BRAAAAAAAAAAAP!!!
Emily stops her silly movements and loudly breaks wind, boisterously expelling a gassy gale from her bowels. Inadvertently, due to such a deed being done in front of the fan, an odorous breeze blows in Elizabeth’s direction as well, making a literal stink out of her strategy against the summer heat.
“Oh my! Excuse you, Emily!” exclaims Elizabeth as she tries to wave the smelly scent away, being at the mercy of far more of Emily’s flatulence than intended. “Something tells me there’s gonna be more than just gas.” she says shortly afterwards, anticipating a dirty diaper from her daughter.
In just a few seconds after making such a statement, Emily lifts her bottom a bit higher and quickly shifts into her peculiar pants-filling pose, staring at her mother with an innocent smile before transitioning to a tense, scrunched up face signaling the big deuce she’s about to drop.
“Mmmmmmmph!”
PBLOOOOOOOORMPH!!!
The toddler’s tail flicks upward as she dumps a mound of mess into her diaper, causing it to sag and slump down to her knees as a large lump protrudes from her pampers, all while the little skunk sighs in relief after getting that big load out of her bowels.
“Yep, there it is.” Elizabeth says, her prediction being right on the mark as she plugs her nose, the increased ventilation proving incapable of masking the stink bomb her daughter just dropped as the fan continues to blow the scent of dirty diapers in her direction. “Oof, sweetie, that really stinks!”
“Mommy, I made poopy!” Emily says with a dopey look on her face, never one to fret over a full diaper.
“I can see that, Emily! I can certainly smell it too.” Elizabeth says as she gets up off the couch, turning off the fan before picking up the stinky skunk. “Alright, let’s change your diaper.”
While Elizabeth carries the toddler back to her bedroom, a satisfied smile remains on Emily’s face, having thoroughly enjoyed her time with the table fan, wondering what else will be in store for her on this especially scorching summer day.
“And…down you go.” Elizabeth says as she lays Emily on the changing table.
With an ideal combination of quickness and precision, the mother skunk undoes the dirty diaper and lifts up the little skunk’s legs, grabbing some baby wipes and cleaning her bottom until it’s completely spotless. Elizabeth then applies a bit of baby powder and swiftly diapers up her daughter, more than accustomed to the process by this point.
“All done!” Elizabeth promptly plops the poopy diaper in the trash and lifts the toddler off the changing table, affectionately kissing her on the cheek before gently setting her back down.
As fun as it is to fill her pants, Emily can’t deny the comforts of a clean diaper either, happily shaking her pristine and powdered bottom to briefly celebrate this diaper change. However, Emily quickly realizes her diaper isn’t the only thing that’s dry, feeling parched from this particularly warm afternoon.
“Mommy, I’m thiwsty!” says the skunk as she smacks her lips, wanting to satiate this dry sensation in her mouth.
“Now that you mention it, I’m pretty thirsty too!” Elizabeth replies. “Let’s see what we’ve got in the fridge!”
As the two skunks walk back downstairs, Elizabeth thinks about what they should have to drink, wondering what would be the best beverage for quenching their thirst; she’s well aware that water or apple juice will get the job done, though the mother skunk eventually ends up with a different kind of drink in mind, one that’s highly associated with such summer conditions.
“Oh, I know! Let’s have some lemonade!” Elizabeth says with a wide smile.
“Wemonade? What’s dat, Mommy?” Emily asks, having rather limited knowledge of beverages beyond water, milk, and a few fruit juices.
“It’s a really refreshing drink, and it tastes great too! Lemonade’s like water that’s a whole lot sweeter!” Elizabeth enthusiastically responds.
A wide smile forms on the skunk’s face at the sound of that, pleased by the prospect of a sweet-tasting substance.
“Oooooh, den I want some! I want some wemonade, Mommy!” Emily says as she energetically jumps in place, quite eager to give this drink a try.
“Then it’s time to make some lemonade, and you can help out too!” Elizabeth says as she pats her daughter on the head. “Go ahead and grab some lemons from the fridge, sweetie! They’re the round and yellow fruits in a plastic bag.
Emily nods and opens up the fridge, briefly basking in its chilly breeze before starting her search for the fruit in question; the skunk’s eyes scan the area for a few seconds, eventually stumbling upon a sealed bag containing several lemons.
“I found dem, Mommy!” Emily says as she takes out the bag and shows it to her mother, feeling quite proud of her quick find.
“Thank you, sweetie!” Elizabeth says as she takes two lemons with each hand. “Alright, I’ll give you something else to do after I cut these up!”
While her mother gets to work, Emily looks at the remaining lemons in the bag, wanting to get a better look at this unfamiliar fruit as she grabs one for herself. The colors alone are enough to captivate the curious toddler, its beaming bright yellows beckoning her to take a bite, reminding her of other yummy yellow fruits like the banana; surely, surmised the skunk with her little kid logic, if bananas are yummy, then a similarly yellow fruit should yield equal amounts of yumminess as well.
MUNCH!
Quick to follow through on this assumption, the toddler takes a big bite into the lemon, but hardly a second later, Emily realizes the faults of her hypothesis, her taste buds immediately telling her that lemons and bananas have vastly different degrees of flavor despite their strikingly similar color schemes. Any excitement on Emily’s expression is abruptly replaced with a prominently more puckered face in response to this sudden surge of sourness, certainly not liking the lemon’s harsh and bitter flavor.
“Bweh! Yucky! Yucky!” Emily says shortly after swallowing, disappointed that the lemon turned out to be far less tastier than anticipated, her excitement about having some lemonade now soured by this sour fruit.
“Hm? What’s the matter, Emily?” Elizabeth asks shortly after slicing up the lemons, though she quickly answers her own question upon spotting the bitten fruit in her daughter’s hands. “Haha, sweetheart, lemons aren’t meant to be eaten on their own!”
“Dey not?” Emily asks with a raise of her eyebrow.
“Oh no, lemons are way too sour to enjoy by themselves, as I’m sure you found out after that first bite.” says the mother skunk as she grabs a measuring cup and puts it on the table. “But, lemon juice is super yummy when you add it to other foods and drinks, and lemonade is one of the best things to make with it!”
“Ooh, it ish?” asks the little skunk.
“Indeed it is!” Elizabeth cheerfully responds, grabbing the cutting board containing the lemon slices and placing it next to the measuring cup. “Now come on over here, Emily! I’ve got something else you can do!”
Emily nods and toddles to the table before climbing onto a vacant seat, wondering what activity her mother has in store for her.
“See all these lemon slices, sweetie? We need to get their juices into that cup!” Elizabeth says, picking up a slice to demonstrate what needs to be done. “All you gotta do is take a slice and squeeze it like this!”
Elizabeth then squeezes the slice between her fingers, all while the little skunk watches it secrete its juices into the cup.
“Now you give it a try!” she says before handing Emily a lemon slice.
Mimicking her mother’s motions, the toddler squeezes at the lemon slice, a wide smile appearing on her face as she sees several droplets of lemon juice dripping into the cup. For many, this is merely a simple step towards making lemonade, but for Emily, it’s the most revolutionary of mechanisms, and it absolutely astounds her that with just a subtle motion of her hand, by simply applying a little bit of force with her fingers, she can bend nature’s bountiful harvest to her will and wield complete control over this peculiar piece of produce.
“Yea, just like that, Emily! It’s easy peasy, lemon squeezy!” says Elizabeth with a giggle, humored by the perfect opportunity to use this funny phrase.
“Hehehe! Easy peasy, wemon squeezy!” Emily repeats with some giggles of her own, easily amused by such silly rhyme schemes.
One by one, the two skunks continue to squeeze the contents of the remaining slices into the cup, with Emily’s playful laughter periodically making appearances as this goes on. Eventually, the measuring cup is completely filled, causing content smiles to form on their faces.
“Alright, we’ve got all the lemon juice we need! Now we just gotta add a couple more ingredients and we’re good to go!” Elizabeth says, giving Emily some approving pats on the head as well. “You did such a good job squeezing the lemons too, sweetie!”
The mother skunk then stands back up and acquires the rest of the needed ingredients, holding a pitcher of water in one hand and a bag of sugar in the other before placing them on the table.
“Ok, I’ll be the one to pour the lemon juice!” says Elizabeth.
While she empties the measuring cup’s contents into the pitcher, Emily watches the water’s clear color change to a light shade of yellow, intrigued by the visual shift taking place.
“Alright, now it’s your turn to add the sugar! That’ll make things taste a whole lot sweeter!” Elizabeth says as she hands the bag of sugar to the little skunk. “Just fill up that measuring cup and pour the sugar right in the pitcher!”
Emily nods and tips the container towards the measuring cup, watching the sugar particles pile up inside. After completely filling up the cup, the little skunk lifts it up and pours its contents into the pitcher, leaving only more step until the lemonade is complete.
“Awesome job, Emily, and there’s one more thing you can do as well!” the mother skunk says as she retrieves a long wooden spoon and hands it to the toddler. “Mix the ingredients around for a bit and then it’ll be all done!”
“Oooh! Okay!” Emily responds, figuring that sounds simple enough.
The little skunk then puts the spoon in the pitcher and moves it around with both of her hands, appreciating the sight of the sugar dissolving while the pitcher’s contents start to swirl around, enjoying the fun and simple act of moving the spoon in circles. After a solid minute of mixing, Elizabeth grabs Emily’s sippy cup, now ready to serve the refreshments.
“Mmm, this lemonade looks so good, and you did such a good job helping out, sweetheart!” Elizabeth smiles and lifts Emily up before giving her a big kiss on the cheek, very appreciative of her assistance. “Now then, I think Mommy’s little helper deserves a refreshing reward!”
After setting her daughter back down, the mother skunk grabs the lemonade pitcher and pours its contents into Emily’s sippy cup, filling it up until it’s completely full.
“Enjoy!” says Elizabeth as she hands the tot her sippy.
Extremely eager to know what this different drink tastes like, Emily quickly moves the cup to her mouth and takes a big sip, causing her to crack an even bigger smile in response; the sweet flavors swimming around her taste buds prove to be very appealing, a far cry from the sour and bitter flavors of the lemon she recently bit into. As if the lemonade’s sweetness wasn’t satisfying enough, its cool temperature is yet another crucial factor to the skunk’s satisfaction, making for the most refreshing of drinks on the hottest of days.
“Mmmm! Ish so yummy!” Emily says shortly after that first sip.
“Glad you like it, sweetie!” says Elizabeth as she pours a big glass of lemonade for herself.
Desiring to have a larger dose of that lovely lemonade, continues to take big sips from her sippy cup, thoroughly enjoying its fruity flavors, contented by the coolness coursing through her body as the lemony liquid smoothly travels down her throat.
“Aaah….”
After finishing off the last of her lemonade, the little skunk sighs in satisfaction and cracks a content smile, her thirst thoroughly quenched by the best of summer beverages. Now feeling hydrated enough to take on the heat, the toddler walks to the front door, for not even a hundred degree heat can suppress her desire to play outside, to apply her newly acquired energy beyond the confines of the house.
“Mommy! Mommy! I wanna pway outside!” she says.
“Are you sure about that, sweetie? It’s gonna be even hotter out there than in here.” Elizabeth says shortly after finishing her lemonade, approaching the toddler with an expression of slight concern.
“Pwease, Mommy? Pwetty pwease?” Emily pleads, never wanting to pass up an opportunity to put her playful energy to good use.
Now placed in a bit of a pickle, Elizabeth starts to ponder over Emily’s pleas; on one hand, she doesn’t want to deprive her daughter of precious playtime, but on the other hand, she also wants to prioritize her safety, well aware that toddlers and triple degree heat can make for a troubling combination. The mother skunk thinks this through for several seconds, though it’s not terribly long until she comes to a solution.
“Alright, you can play outside, but I don’t want that shirt making you too stuffy!” Elizabeth says as she takes off the toddler’s shirt.
A look of slight confusion appears on Emily’s face, initially unsure how to feel about the abrupt absence of her cutesy clothing. Although, as she looks down at the diaper between her legs, the skunk realizes that’s all she really needs, prompting her expression to quickly shift to a smile.
“There! That should cool you off!” says Elizabeth as she opens up the door. “In the meantime, I’ll see what else we can do to beat the heat!”
Emily gleefully giggles and rushes out the door, promptly bursting into playful laughter while the diaper-clad child runs around the grassy ground.
“Hehehehe!”
As Emily begins to engage in her playtime, she notices several somatic shifts in her shirtless state. For one thing, she’s far more receptive to the environment around her, feeling more of the sun’s shining rays caressing her body, all while this is contrasted by the cool breeze blowing across her bare skin and the extra coolness that comes with wearing limited attire; all in all, the toddler is quite fascinated by this phenomenon, amazed that the absence of a single article of clothing can elevate her senses to such a significant degree. On top of additional exposure to the elements, the little skunk notices a certain sense of lightweightedness while she roams around the grassy terrain, exhibiting an ever so slight increase in her freedom of movement now that her top half isn’t constricted by any kind of clothing. Frolicking in the grassy fields without a single care in the world, solely donning her diaper while she continues to enjoy this summer day, Emily now develops a sense of ambivalence towards the concept of clothing. Although she appreciates such additional attire for their cute and colorful designs, as she continues to take part in the diaper-clad experience, Emily also learns that clothing can be a suppressing force, that, to a certain extent, it has inhibited her body from the elevated sensations she is experiencing at this very moment; perhaps, the toddler thinks to her herself, she should spend more of her days wearing nothing beyond her diapers, casting aside her clothing so long as she has the comforts of her crinkly garments.
Meanwhile, Elizabeth grabs a hose reel from the garage and takes it to where Emily is playing, watching the toddler happily run around while she unwinds the hose from its reel and connects it to the valve faucet, smiling at such an adorable sight. Even though her daughter was partially nude out of necessity, such scenarios acutely represent the liberating nature of the summer season, a time for the young and old to ease their restraints and do as they please, a time where the community can let serious mannerisms slide to the point where kids can publicly prance around in their poofy pants without any cause for concern.
“Oh, Emily! I’ve got another fun way for you to cool off!” says Elizabeth as she approaches the tot with hose in hand.
Excited to know about another cooling contraption, Emily stares at the apparatus with awestruck eyes, curious about its long, snake-like appearance, but even more curious as to what it does.
“Woah! What is dat ting, Mommy?” Emily asks.
“It’s a hose! It sprays water to keep you super cool!” Elizabeth responds.
“Oooh, dat sounds awesome!” says the skunk with an excited shake of her tail, certainly liking the sound of that.
“Yea, and you wanna know what’s even more awesome? It’s got lots of fun settings too!” says the mother skunk as she turns the nozzle to “shower”. “For example, with this setting, I can do this!”
Elizabeth then points the hose to the sky and swiftly moves it back and forth as she sprays a continuous stream, causing a cascade of water droplets to start falling to the ground.
“Woah! Ish waining! Ish waining!”
For many moments, Emily stands in the middle of this downpour of droplets, not only refreshed by this manufactured rainfall, but also bewildered by the existence of a device that creates water at will, a machine that allows her mother to harness the very powers of Mother Nature herself. More than content with this new set of conditions, the toddler resumes her running around and continues to fill the air with her joyful laughter, satisfied by the sensation of water droplets soaking into her skin, greatly enjoying the extra coolness being paired with her energetic movements.
“Sounds like someone’s having a lot of fun! I’ve got another cool setting to show you too!” says Elizabeth as she starts shifting the nozzle to “Mist”.
The little skunk stops in her tracks as the flow of water comes to a sudden stop, wondering why this is the case.
“Huh? Where da watah go, Mommy?” she asks.
“Don’t worry, darling, there’s more water on the way!” Elizabeth responds with a giggle. “I only stopped it so I can do THIS!”
The mother skunk then sprays the hose at Emily, this time emitting a gentle mist covering a wider area.
“Hehehehe, woah!” the toddler bursts into laughter in response, caught off guard by this sudden spray.
As her initial surprise subsides, Emily cracks a relaxed smile as she takes in the soothing mist, liking the way it lightly showers her skin, comforted by the way the cold water covers her whole body.
“Feels nice, doesn’t it?” Elizabeth says as she lets the mist linger for a little while longer, eventually turning the nozzle to the “Full” setting. “Now, what if I spray you like…THIS?”
After a brief pause, Elizabeth blasts a more concentrated beam of water at the toddler, causing Emily to let out a fit of laughter.
“Hehehe, Mommy, dat tickwes!” she squeals and squirms as she gets soaked by the strong stream, happy to be on the receiving end of this refreshing blast.
“Haha, I’m glad you like it!” says Elizabeth as she continues to spray the skunk, eventually letting up a few minutes later.
With lots of water now dripping from her fur, Emily giggles and laughs some more, greatly enjoying her soaking wet state. The toddler then discovers that her diaper is noticeably waterlogged as well, having become saggy and swelled up as a result of several sprayings. Of course, this doesn’t bother her in the slightest, for it provides her with yet another source of silly fun.
“Hehehe! Big diapee! Big diapee!” Emily says as she starts slapping her diaper, thoroughly amused by the sights and sounds of it swaying and sloshing around, laughing over the fact that her crinkly garment has become something similar to a big water balloon.
“Oops! Perhaps I went a bit overboard with the hose!” says Elizabeth with a laugh of her own, not intending to soak her daughter’s diapers so heavily, but finding the situation to be quite funny nonetheless.
After playing around with her damp diaper, Emily looks up at the hose in her mother’s hand, eager to try it out for herself.
“Oooh, can I pway wif da hose, Mommy?” she asks.
“Sure you can, sweetheart!” Elizabeth replies.
After being handed the hose, Emily attempts to read all the labels signifying each setting, having no idea what most of them mean, but still fascinated by the variety of options at her disposal. Initially unsure of what option to settle on, the toddler twists and turns the nozzle for a little while before finally stopping on the “Jet” setting.
“Oooh, what does dis one do?” Emily says as she starts to hold down on the lever, adorably oblivious to what’s about to happen next.
FWSSSSSSSSHHH!!!
A highly pressurized stream suddenly shoots out of the hose, causing a shrub in its line of fire to receive a hefty dose of water. However, said shrub is far from the only thing to get soaking wet from this surge, as the little skunk quickly starts to lose control due to the recoil coming from the hose’s high powered blast.
“Woah….woah!”
With the hose becoming too unwieldy for Emily to handle, the stream starts to erratically move in many directions, causing the windows, the roof, the plants, and especially Elizabeth, to get caught in the crossfire.
“Ah! Emily! You’re getting everything wet!” says Elizabeth as she tries to shield herself from the unstable stream.
Unable to withstand the pressure pushing back on her body, Emily drops the hose and falls back on her padded tush, causing the stream to come to a sudden stop. As she stands back up, the toddler stares in shock at all the soaked surroundings, now realizing all the chaos she’s caused. However, it’s not too long before that shocked expression shifts to silly laughter, finding it especially funny to see her mother soaking wet.
“Hehehe, you so wet, Mommy!” Emily says in between fits of laughter.
“Yea, I wonder why!” says Elizabeth with an equally amused laugh. “How about you try a different setting, sweetie.”
Emily nods and picks the hose back up, deciding to change it to the “Center” setting this time. With a silly smile on her face, she then points the hose at her mother, figuring it’d be funnier to make her more wet than she already is.
“Hey, why are you pointing the hose at m-“
FWSSSSSSSSHHH!!!
Before Elizabeth can finish her sentence, Emily sprays the hose right at her, playfully laughing while doing so.
“Ah! Woah!” Elizabeth reflexively covers her face from the spray, her clothes getting wetter all the while. “Haha, you got me again, Emily!”
Although the mother skunk didn’t expect to receive a second soaking, she couldn’t exactly complain about the skunk’s silly shenanigans presenting her with another chance to cool off, leaving her satisfied in spite of her sopping wet clothes.
“Okay, I think it’s time to put the hose away. Wouldn’t want to use up too much water, now would we?” says the mother skunk as she disconnects the hose from the valve and coils it up before carrying the reel back to the garage.
While her mother puts the hose away and the summer heat starts to dry her off, Emily toddles around the terrain some more, giggling while her waterlogged diaper sloshes and sways with each step she takes, humored by the concept of her diaper being filled with substances beyond those of her bladder and bowels.
“Oh, right, we gotta get you out of that soaked diaper too!” says Elizabeth once she comes back. “Come on, let’s head back inside so we can get you changed.”
Still feeling quite silly due to her soaked padding, the little skunk continues to look down at the damp diaper between her legs while she toddles behind her mother, sporadically slapping it to salvage more silliness out of its saggy, sloshy state.
PFFFFFFT! FRRRRRT!!
However, as her bowels start to emit their crude sounds, Emily notices a particular pressure from down below, one that had been building up from the time she spent playing around. Quick to prioritize the release of such pressure, the toddler stops to pop a squat before stepping back inside, grunting and pushing as she prepares to pair the liquids in her diaper with some solids.
“Mmmph…mmmph…”
PFFFFFFT! BLOOOOORT!!
Emily’s tail hikes up as she drops a stinky load into her diaper, causing it to significantly sag some more as several lumps start to protrude from her pampers. The little skunk’s dopey sighs soon follow this dirty deed, her diaper drooping down to her feet due to the additional weight. Hardly a moment later, Elizabeth stops in her tracks as well, now noticing a familiar smell filling the air.
“Emily, did you-“
“Mommy! I made poo poo!” Emily emphatically declares before the mother skunk can finish her sentence.
Elizabeth then turns around and spots all the telltale signs affirming that Emily had in fact made poo poo in her poofy pants. Along with the foul stench, there’s the dopey smile on her daughter’s face, the lumpy diaper slumping onto the ground, and the squatting position signifying the ritual of relief that had recently taken place, all signs pointing to the mother skunk being on diaper duty for reasons beyond having lots of fun with a hose.
“You sure did, sweetie!” says Elizabeth as she walks back to the toddler and promptly picks her up. “Phew, now you really need a change!”
The little skunk giggles and laughs while her mother quickly carries her back inside, amused by the two substances settling in her diaper, getting a good laugh out of its significantly larger size. Although, as Emily eventually notices the presence of another pressure from down below, her bladder now wanting to let loose all the lemonade she drank, the skunk’s silly smile widens at the idea of introducing a third substance to her diapers.
PSSSSSSSSSHHHHH!!!
Emily promptly relaxes her bladder and a loud hissing sound follows suit, her diaper further expanding and starting to stain a prominent shade of yellow as a result.
“Hehehe, Mommy! I’m making wemonade!” Emily bursts into laughter while she continues to empty her bladder, extremely amused by the fact that her diaper is now sporting the same colors as the sweet summer beverage.
“Haha, yea, and it looks like you’re making a lot of lemonade too…” Elizabeth says with a nervous chuckle, a little concerned about whether her daughter’s diapers can handle this triple threat of solids and liquids.
The hissing sound persists for several more seconds as Emily is carried back to her bedroom, for it is only fitting that a sippy full of fluids would provide her bladder with ample ammunition for a very thorough soaking.
“Aaaaah….” Emily expels another dopey sigh of relief once her bladder completely empties its contents, supplementing her diaper’s soaked and stinky state with a significant scent of ammonia.
Although Elizabeth isn’t exactly thrilled about the abrupt additions of waste to what was once just a waterlogged diaper, at the same time she can’t help but be further impressed by how these heavy duty diapers are are handling things, showcasing that the containment capabilities of “Sturdy Stinkers” don’t stop at the toddler’s sizably stinky deposits.
“Well, I guess I can’t be upset at you for getting good use out of these diapers.” the mother skunk smiles as she lays Emily on the changing table, figuring she shouldn’t let fuller diapers sour what’s been quite the fun day so far.
Fortunately, three years of diaper duty leave Elizabeth well equipped for even the more unconventional diaper changes, not missing a beat as she carefully undoes Emily’s diaper and dumps it into the trash. She then lifts up the toddler’s legs and takes out several wipes, thoroughly cleaning her bottom before applying a fair share of baby powder as well. With all that done with, Elizabeth acquires a new diaper and snugly secures it around the kid’s waist, the diaper change now coming to a close as she picks Emily up before promptly setting her down.
“Alright, now that we’re done with that, I think it’s time for lunch, yes?” suggests Elizabeth.
“Uh huh! Uh huh!” Emily nods her head in agreement, wanting something to eat after having expended a notable amount of energy from her outdoor escapade.
Once the mother and daughter head back downstairs, Elizabeth takes some bread out of the pantry along with jars of peanut butter and jelly, laying out four bread slices on a paper towel before taking out a butter knife and spreading the cherished condiments onto each slice. After putting each sandwich on a paper plate, she grabs a few strawberries from the fridge and cuts them into bite sized slices, a suitable supplement to this simple yet substantial meal.
“Here you go!” says Elizabeth as she places one of the plates on the table, prompting her daughter to seat herself.
Emily satisfyingly smacks her lips at the sight of the savory sandwich and the sweet strawberries, but before she takes a bite, the toddler quickly realizes a way to make this lunch even lovelier, all thanks to a certain sweet beverage she’s quickly come to like.
“Ooh! Can I have some mowe wemonade, Mommy?” she asks.
“I don’t see why not! We’ve still got a lot left over!” says Elizabeth as she takes the pitcher out of the fridge and pours its contents into Emily’s sippy cup, placing it next to her plate a few moments later.
With all the preparations now complete, Emily and Elizabeth begin eating their lunches, enjoying the simple pleasures of PB&J sandwiches and the sweet juices of strawberry slices. After messily finishing her meal, the little skunk washes it down with her lemonade, much appreciating the refreshing reminder of the delights this drink has to offer.
“Quite the messy eater, aren’t ya?” says Elizabeth shortly after finishing her food, grabbing a napkin and cleaning off the skunk’s sticky face. “Now then, I think it’s about time I change into a dryer pair of clothes.”
The mother skunk then heads back upstairs and into her bedroom, scanning her closet for a different pair of clothes.
“Hmm…what to wear…”
However, as the skunk spots her purple swim shirt and swim trunks, she quickly comes up with another solution to beat the heat, a trip to the public pool; not only would this be an ideal way for the both of them to further counteract the warmer weather, not only would such an excursion satisfy Emily’s propensity for play, but it would also be an avenue for Elizabeth herself to unwind and take a well-deserved reprieve from her obligations, making such an opportunity too perfect to pass up. Content to go through with this decision, Elizabeth sets her soaked clothes aside and swiftly replaces them with her swim attire, eager to inform her daughter of this newly developed idea as she heads back downstairs.
“Huh? What awe you weawing, Mommy?” Emily asks, wondering why her mother is now in radically different attire.
“It’s a swimsuit, silly!” Elizabeth replies with a giggle. “I thought it’d be fun for us to head down to the swimming pool!”
“Swimming poow? What’s dat?” asks the toddler with the raise of an eyebrow, feeling more confused by these unfamiliar words.
“Swimming pools are super fun places where you play in the water! Think of them like bathtubs, but way bigger!” Elizabeth responds.
Emily cracks a wide smile in response to such a concept, as she always had fun making a splash in the bathtub, and so the idea of a bigger equivalent to that sounded even better to her.
“Oooh, den I wanna go to da swimming poow! Dat sounds so much fun!” Emily excitedly jumps in place before turning around and toddling to the front door. “Wets go, Mommy! Wets go!”
Before the toddler can reach her destination, Elizabeth grabs her by the bushy tail, knowing there’s more to be done before either of them can step out of the house.
“Hold on, honey!” says Elizabeth as she pulls Emily in and picks her up. “First things first, you need a swimsuit if you wanna play in the pool!”
The little skunk sports a wide-eyed expression as she’s carried back to her bedroom, curious about the new attire in question. After being set back down, she watches her mother open up the closet and scan through its contents, eventually taking out a yellow swim top with an orange smiling sun at its center along with an orange, skirt-like augment at the bottom.
“Ooooh, ish so pwetty!” Emily says with a shake of her tail, very fond of its warm colors and cutesy design.
“That’s right, and it’ll look even prettier on you!” says Elizabeth as she dresses her daughter up. “Now we just gotta get you in a swim diaper and we’re ready to go!”
“Swim…diapee?” Emily asks, her excitement suddenly shifting to confusion once again.
“Yes, sweetie. You need to be a swim diaper if you wanna play in the pool! Wouldn’t want your regular diapers to get waterlogged!” says Elizabeth with a giggle.
This explanation only further confuses the toddler, for if her time with the hose told her anything, it’s that waterlogged diapers made for a far more enjoyable experience. After all, not only was the sight of a soaked and soggy diaper very amusing to the little skunk, but there was so much fun to be had from watching the waterlogged garment slosh between her legs, from immersing herself in all the silly shenanigans of her diaper becoming a big, bloated water balloon.
“Hehe, but dats so much fun!” Emily replies with a laugh of her own.
“Haha, maybe for you it is, but not so much for the one who has to clean you up!” the mother skunk responds as she picks Emily up. “Now then, where did I put those swim diapers?”
Elizabeth then walks to the changing table and searches around for a few moments, eventually finding the bright blue pack of “Sturdy Swimmers”.
“Ah, there they are!” she then opens up the pack and takes out a swim diaper before laying Emily down, swiftly replacing the regular one. “Okay, just one more thing to do!” she says as she lifts her off the table.
While her mother grabs the necessary supplies, Emily curiously looks down at the new diaper between her legs, captivated by its blue color scheme; this in of itself is very intriguing to the toddler, as it amazed her to learn that diapers can come in different kinds of colors, that pure whites aren’t the only appearance poofy pants must assume. The swim diaper’s aquatic-themed designs of seashells and starfish are also very appealing to her, providing a cute contrast from the other diaper designs of suns and sunflowers.
A few moments later, Elizabeth walks back upstairs with a bottle of sunscreen, lathering herself with the substance before squirting some more onto her free hand.
“Huh? What is dat stuff, Mommy?” Emily asks.
“It’s sunscreen, sweetie! It protects you when you’re in the sun for a long time.’ says Elizabeth as she rubs it on both of her hands.
The mother skunk then rubs the sunscreen on Emily’s body, lathering her chest and back before moving on to the arms and legs.
“Alright, now to lather up that cute little face!” Elizabeth chuckles and gives Emily a boop on the nose before squirting out another glob of sunscreen.
Emily giggles and squirms while she rubs her face and cheeks, feeling quite ticklish in those areas.
“Hehehe, dat tickwes, Mommy!” Emily says in between bursts of laughter.
“Hold still, silly! Your face will be red as a tomato if it isn’t properly protected!”
“Hehe, but dat sounds so funny, Mommy!” the toddler says with another giggle.
“Maybe for a silly girl like you!” says Elizabeth as she finishes applying the sunscreen. “Okay, now off we go!”
Elizabeth then picks Emily back up and puts a pink bag over her shoulder, putting on a pair of sandals before making her way to the car., buckling the toddler in the booster seat, and stepping in the driver’s seat. Throughout the short drive, Emily’s body teems with playful energy, looking forward to what awaits her at this “pool” they are headed to. Considering how much fun she had with the hose, she can’t imagine how much fun it’ll be to play with the water once again, and her mother’s limited description is more than enough to excite her.
“Here we are!” Elizabeth says as she parks and exits the car, taking the tot out of the booster seat and setting her down.
As the two skunks approach the pool, Emily hears the sporadic sounds of splashing, something to be expected from what she now knows to be a water based setting. However, what she doesn’t expect to hear are the sounds of laughter from several people, the cries of “cannonball!”
and other terminology unfamiliar to the toddler, and many other sounds providing the impression of a very playful atmosphere. All of this stimuli is of great interest to the little skunk, and upon entering the area, Emily quickly learns that the pool is not just a big bathtub, but a big social hub packed with people of all ages, a fun-filled environment begging to be explored.
“Wow!” Emily says with a wide smile as she toddles towards the big pool, immediately wanting to immerse herself in all of this aquatic action, only to be pulled away before she can do such a thing.
“Slow down there, sweetie pie! That’s not the pool you’re gonna play in!” says Elizabeth as she lifts the kid off the ground.
“But, Mommy, dat wooks so much fun!” Emily says as she squirms in her mother’s grasp, a little annoyed that she’s not allowed to play in there.
“I know, sweetheart, but that’s the big kid pool! It’s hard to have fun in there when you don’t know how to swim!” Elizabeth says as she takes her to the kiddie pool, being quick to assure the squirmy skunk. “Don’t you worry, Emily, I’ve got the perfect place for you!”
Emily is soon met with the sight of a shallow, circle-shaped pool, and while not as eye-catching as the big pool, it’s more than enough to pique the toddler’s interest.
“Ooooh, dat wooks fun too!” Emily says as her expression quickly shifts back to a wide smile, thinking this’ll be an enjoyable expansion to her previous bout of water-based activities.
“Oh yes, it’s lots of fun!” says Elizabeth, eventually reaching the kiddie pool and gently lowering the toddler into it.
As Emily enters the pool, the water reaching her knees, she is quickly comforted by its coolness, contently sighing in response to its soothing sensations. The toddler then plops her padded tush onto the shallow surface and her smile widens as her body is further submerged, relaxed by the refreshing waters that provide a much needed balance between hot and cold.
“Feels nice, doesn’t it, dear?” asks Elizabeth.
“Uh huh!” Emily says with an emphatic nod.
“Good! Now it’s time for Mommy to cool off as well!” says the mother skunk as she starts to step into the big pool, clearly needing to cool off herself. “I’ll be right here if you need anything!”
With the kiddie pool to herself for the time being, Emily sits around for a little while longer, content to continue letting the cold water course through her body. Of course, given her energetic disposition, the little skunk is only idle for so long before quickly transitioning to a staple activity for the toddler in the water.
SPLISH! SPLASH! SPLASH!
The silence surrounding the kiddie pool is quickly shattered by the sounds of splashing, causing Emily to burst into gleeful laughter while water droplets forcefully shoot up into the sky and fall around her, enjoying the sight of ripples pulsating from the pool while she forcefully slams her paws into the water.
“Hehehehe!”
Her cheerful laughter fills the air while she continues to splash around, deriving lots of fun from such a simple activity. Although, as her splashing soon comes to a stop, the little skunk realizes that’s not all she can do in this kiddie pool, for it has so much space for moving around, for playing in ways that don’t warrant such stillness. With a wider smile, the toddler starts scooting her bottom around the pool’s perimeter, giggling in response to the splashes coming from her silly movements.
“Hehehe! Hehehe!”
Emily’s actions become all the more playful as she stands back up, walking, running, and jumping around while she continues to make a splash. In these moments of play, the little skunk realizes that her mother was absolutely right, that pools really are like big bathtubs, and she was thoroughly enjoying the greater freedom of movement. And yet, as happy as she is to play in the kiddie pool, the toddler is still quite curious about the remaining environment around her. While she’s well aware that she’s not allowed to be in the big pool, there’s still so much for her to learn about, so much of the unfamiliar to unpack, prompting her to hop out of the pool and start running around the area. However, her exploration is quickly cut short by the shrill sounds of a whistle.
“No running!” says a cream colored fox wearing a white shirt and red swim trunks, sitting on a tall chair and sporting a somewhat stern expression.
Emily is struck by confusion in response to this command, unsure as to why she’s getting called out over something like this. After all, she’s allowed to run around in other outdoor areas, be they the front yard of her home or the playground of the park, so she couldn’t understand why this would be any different. Additionally, she’s also quite curious about who this unknown adult is, wondering about that small thing around his neck as well. Wanting to answer all of these questions, Emily waddles her way to the adult in question, staring at him with a wide-eyed expression.
“Who awe you?” asks the toddler.
The fox looks at the kid with an approachable smile, dropping his serious demeanor now that nobody is in harm’s way.
“Oh, hello there! I’m the lifeguard of this pool!” he replies.
“Wife…guawd? What’s dat?” Emily asks, quite unfamiliar with this word.
“Lifeguards are there to make sure everyone’s safe, and that’s exactly what I’m here for!” says the fox in simple terms.
Emily nods her head in understanding, but that still doesn’t answer why she isn’t allowed to run, causing her to continue asking away.
“But why can’t I wun, Mistah Wifeguawd?” says the skunk.
“Well, with lots of people playing in the water, the ground can get pretty slippery. I don’t want you to run cause you could fall and hurt yourself.” he gently responds.
Emily nods in understanding again, though that still leaves her with another question, curious about the whistle dangling from a strand of string.
“What’s dat tingie?” Emily asks as she points at the whistle.
“Oh, this? That’s my whistle! I use it to remind people about following the rules!”
“Oooooh! Can I twy it, Mistah Wifeguawd? Can I twy?” she eagerly asks.
Although the fox is initially reluctant to delegate his lifeguard duties to a little kid, he figures it won’t hurt to let her give it a try for at least a few moments.
“Well, it’s hard to say no to that cute little face!” the lifeguard says before lifting up the little skunk and sitting her on his lap. “Now then, what’s your name, little fella?”
“Emiwy!” she happily replies.
“Alright, Emily, here’s what you’re gonna do.” says the fox as he hands her the whistle. “If you see anybody doing something unsafe, you blow the whistle. Sounds simple enough, right?”
“Uh huh!” says the skunk with an affirmative nod.
Emily looks around the area for several seconds, appreciative of the vantage point provided by the tall chair, getting great enjoyment from being able to see everything that’s going on, to now become the overseer of this swimming pool. Searching for any instances of unsafe actions, the skunk suddenly spots a squirrel jumping off a tall diving board and making a big splash, assuming it must be me unsafe to jump from such a height.
PHWEEEEEEEEEE!!
“Hey! Dat’s not safe!” Emily says shortly after blowing the whistle, pointing at the kid in question.
The squirrel looks at Emily with a very confused expression, knowing he had done nothing to warrant the blow of the whistle. This elicits a hearty laugh from the lifeguard, enjoying Emily’s silly mistake before quickly correcting her.
“Silly Emily! That kid wasn’t doing anything wrong!” he tells her.
“But he jumped so high! He coulda huwt himsewf!” Emily responds.
“I like the idea, but he’s using the diving board how it’s meant to be used!” adds the fox.
“Huh? What’s a diving boawd?” she asks.
“It’s something that allows you to jump super high into the pool! People love to use it for doing tricks and making big splashes!” he informs her.
“Ooh! Dat sounds fun! Can I twy it? Can I twy it?” Emily asks.
“Well, you’re a bit too young for that right now, but you can use it all you want when you’re older!” the lifeguard replies. “Now how about another go at being the lifeguard?”
Emily can’t help but feel a bit disheartened about being barred from the diving board, but her annoyance soon subsides at the opportunity to play lifeguard for a little bit longer, figuring it’s a fun enough substitute.
“Hmmm…”
Keeping her eyes peeled for any unsafe antics, Emily slowly looks from left to right, scanning her surroundings for anything to point out. All seems uneventful until she spots a speedy cat committing the same mistake she made, providing her the perfect chance to blow the whistle.
PHWEEEEEEEEEE!!
“No wunning!” says the skunk, causing the culprit to quickly slow to a walk.
“Nice work!You’ll be a pro in no time!” the lifeguard chuckles and gives her an approving pat on the head before setting her back down. “Now then, I’d say your work here is done! Thanks for your help, Emily!”
“Hehehe, bye bye, Mistah Wifeguawd!” Emily says with a smile and a wave goodbye.
The toddler then waddles her way back to the kiddie pool, though not before spotting her mother still lounging in the leftmost corner of the pool, eager to tell her about her most recent role.
“Hey there, Emily! I saw you being a little lifeguard up there!” says Elizabeth.
“Hehehe, yea, it was so much fun! I got to bwow da whistwe tingie, and I got to-“
The tot suddenly realizes she has far more important matters to attend to as she looks down at her diaper, cutting the conversation short as her second helping of lemonade makes its way out. More than ready to release the pressure in her bladder, Emily relaxes her body and starts to crack a dopey smile.
PSSSSSSSSSSSSH!!!
A loud hissing sound follows suit as she soaks her swim diaper, though the skunk will soon realize just how differently they function compared to what she usually wears.
DRIP! DRIP! DRIP!
A puddle quickly starts to form between her feet as the stream leaks right out of her swim diaper, unequivocally unable to handle the toddler’s torrent due to its lack of absorbency. At first, Emily is quite surprised that her padding isn’t expanding as much as usual, confused as to why this isn’t the case, but she can’t help but burst into laughter in response to her swim diaper leaking so profusely, finding this to be an equally amusing sight. However, her mother certainly isn’t reciprocating those feelings.
“Oh no no no! Emily!” the mother skunk quickly gets out of the pool and places Emily on the nearest patch of grass, allowing her daughter to continue doing her business without making any more puddles. “Just stay right there, sweetheart!”
Innocently oblivious to the chaos she just caused, Emily continues to empty her bladder while her mother grabs some wipes and cleans up the mess that was made, the little skunk playfully giggling as her swim diaper leaks its contents onto the grassy ground. Although she’s still quite confused as to why swim diapers work like this, she isn’t really bothered by said confusion, for she was having too much fun with what she just learned about her diapers, cracking up over its leaking capabilities.
“Alright, now we gotta change your diaper.” Elizabeth says with diaper and wipes in hand, quickly laying Emily down.
With great quickness, Elizabeth undoes the soiled diaper and thoroughly wipes Emily’s legs and bottom, making sure she’s completely spotless before snugly securing another swim diaper around her waist.
“Ok, now you can head back to the kiddie pool.” says Elizabeth as she disposes of the dirty diaper.
With the diaper change now done with, Emily waddles back to the kiddie pool, though she doesn’t have it all to herself this time around.
“Oh, hi there!” says a red-eyed, white-furred bunny in a bright pink bathing suit, looking to be only slightly older than Emily.
“Hewwo!” says the skunk with a wide smile as she steps into the pool, excited at the prospect of having another person to play with. “Can I pway wif you?”
“Of course you can!” responds the four year old. “What’s your name?”
“Emiwy!” the tot replies.
“Nice to meet you, Emily! My name’s Julia!” says the bunny. “Now let’s play!”
Emily enthusiastically nods her head, eager to know how else one can play in the pool, wondering what kinds of games this kid will show her.
SPLASH!
The little skunk quickly gets an introduction with a sudden splash to the face, causing her to step back in surprise.
“Hey! What was dat fow?” Emily asks, caught off guard by such an action.
“Hehe, it’s a game my friends and I love to play! It’s so much fun to splash each other!” Julia responds.
After thinking it over for a few more moments, Emily realizes the rabbit has a point, already acquainted with the fun times of splashing around.
SPLASH!
Emily thrusts her hands forward and splashes Julia back in response, quite fond of this fun activity
“Haha, yea, that’s it!” Julia gleefully giggles as the water splashes onto her body.
For several more moments, the two kids run around the kiddie pool and splash each other back and forth, with Emily loving all of the extra space for moving around, enjoying this game that could never be experienced in the bathtub back at home. Although, as time continues to pass, as playtime prolongs, a familiar pressure makes its presence once again, begging to be released as a big mess starts brewing in her bowels. The toddler then starts to tense up, not letting a public setting stop her from answering nature’s call.
BRAAAAAAAAP!!!
The sounds and scents of flatulence suddenly fill the air as the little skunk loudly breaks wind, with a visual stimulus also being added to this prelude to poopy pants as bubbles are paired with this release of air.
“Woah! Bubbwes! Bubbwes!” Emily says with a cheerful round of applause.
A silly smile remains on Emily’s face in response to this phenomenon, intrigued by her flatulence developing different properties in this pool environment, bewildered by the bubbles bursting out of the water; for all her life, she thought that bubbles could only come from bubble baths and bubble wands, so to not only learn that she can make bubbles all by herself, but also that they can be made by the daily deeds she does in her diapers, is nothing short of amazing. Her goofy grin widening as she bends down into the deepest of squats, her hands clenched into fists as she starts to push, the toddler’s tail hikes up as Emily prepares to pack her pampers with full force, dedicating all her focus to filling her diapers so that she can make as many bubbles as possible.
“Mmmmph….mmmmmmph!”
PFFFFFFT!! PBLOOOOOORP!!!
Several more boisterous sounds boom from her bowels as the first of many solids dumps into her swim diaper, with many bubbles joining in on this crude cacophony as her crinkly garment slumps onto the shallow surface. The silly sounds and sights surrounding the kiddie pool continue to satisfy the stinky skunk, further incentivizing her to expel what must be expelled as the grunting goes on.
“Mmmmmmmph!”
BRAAAAAAAAP!! BLAAAAAAAART!!!
Rambunctiously letting it rip yet again, the not so majestic melody of bowel movements approaches its second movement as more mounds of mess pile into Emily’s pool padding, her diaper getting larger and lumpier with each passing second, her poopy performance producing so many bubbles that one may mistake this kiddie pool for a jacuzzi. And now, to cap off this silly showcase, to end this bubble bonanza with a bang, Emily gives one final push, one final display of pants-filling prowess to fully empty her bowels and provide the stinkiest of send-offs.
“Hnnnnnnnng!”
PBLOOOOOOORMPH!!!
With a resounding release of gas and another big burst of bubbles, Emily’s diaper expands one more time as she lets out the last of her large load, her tail reflexively relaxing itself to signal that the deed is done. Feeling relaxed with no more pressure to be pushed out, being very amused by her self-made spectacle of bubbles, Emily is all smiles as she exhales a sigh of relief. Unfortunately, the feeling’s not mutual for Julia, who is absolutely flabbergasted by the sight of Emily’s liberally loaded diaper, shocked that a little kid could even be capable of making such a large mess. As much as she enjoyed Emily’s company, as much as she liked having someone else to play with, the smell is simply too strong to warrant staying around the smelly skunk, unable to handle this stench overpowering her senses in the most unpleasant way possible.
“Ewwwwww! Yucky! You pooped in your pants!” the bunny exclaims before speed-walking out of the kiddie pool, quickly distancing herself from the toddler’s dirty diaper.
“Bye bye, Juwia!” Emily waves goodbye to her pool playmate, grateful for the game she showed her.
With the kiddie pool to herself once again, with a significantly loaded swim diaper slumped between her legs, Emily starts to wonder why her new friend had left so suddenly, especially given all the fun they were having together, but before she can ponder over such things, Elizabeth puts the pink bag over her shoulder and slowly lifts Emily out of the water.
“Heh, at least these diapers hold what matters most.” says Elizabeth with a chuckle, so used to such large messes that not even the fullest of diapers warrants a strong reaction from the mother skunk. “On that note, I think it’s time to head back home.”
As Emily is carried away from the kiddie pool, a content smile remains on her face, finding this to be the funnest way to stifle the summer heat. Even better, there was still so much more to learn about this place, so many other things she has yet to try in this environment, prompting her to ask about future pool visits.
“Mommy! I wanna pway hewe again!” Emily says.
“Well, with how hot it’s gonna be this month, this definitely won’t be the last time we’re here. We may even come back as soon as tomorrow!” Elizabeth responds.
“Yay! Yay! Yay!” Emily excitedly exclaims.
After exiting the pool, Elizabeth opens up the trunk and lays out a towel before setting Emily down, swiftly disposing of the swim diaper and cleaning the toddler up before securing a clean diaper around her waist. The mother skunk then buckles her back into the booster seat and hops into the car, leaving the parking space as the two start to head back home.
“So, what should we do next, sweetie?” Elizabeth asks her.
However, before Emily can answer, a wave of drowsiness suddenly washes over her, feeling quite tired from all that time spent in the hot weather, having expended a lot of energy on this summer day.
“Hm?” Elizabeth glances at the front mirror and soon notices that her daughter is sound asleep, eliciting a light chuckle from the mother skunk. “Heh, well, I suppose anyone would be tuckered out by this scorcher of a day.”
Once the car comes to a stop, Elizabeth hops out of the car and carries the sleeping skunk back inside, heading up to Emily’s room and taking off her swimsuit before putting her to bed.
“Sweet dreams, sweetheart.” says Elizabeth before giving Emily a kiss on the cheek.
As Elizabeth exits the room, she fondly looks back on this summer day, having enjoyed the many ways she withstood the heat with her daughter, even with the more eventful delegations to diaper duty that occurred along the way. Likewise, Emily is just as happy with this day well spent, wondering what else the summer season will offer as she drifts off to sleep with a wide smile, excited for whatever fun opportunities await her in the future.
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