“Mo-ooom!” Rebecca called into the other room, her hands balled into fists. “Saffron’s sitting on the trunk, an’ won’t get up!”
Saffron, the family pet, looked very relaxed on her chosen resting spot, that being the old steamer trunk where the family kept their diaper changing supplies. One of the changing mats, rather than being put away properly, had been left folded up on top of the trunk - this was where the Purugly had made herself comfortable. The cozy kitty turned to Rebecca, the bell on her light blue collar tinkling with her movement. “Puurrr,” she said with a yawn.
“I’m making dinner, sweetie,” Rebecca’s mom replied from the other room, “You’re going to have to move her yourself if you want to change out of that yucky diaper.”
Rebecca, having only just come home after a long day at school, was still in her school clothes. Not only was she still wearing her blue and yellow uniform, but also the same diaper she had been wearing all day long. The thick cloth garment, secured by a dark blue snap-up cover matching her sweater, was very wet, heavy, and ripe.
The girl’s blue eyes lit up as she got an idea. Rebecca turned around and waved her sodden rear in Saffron’s face. “Smell that? My diaper’s icky and wet, and I can’t change it until you move!” Her sandy blonde pigtails, decorated with blue bows, bounced as she swished back and forth.
Saffron decided she didn’t care for the human’s antics, silently turning her gaze toward the wall instead.
“Hey, don’t ignore me!” Rebecca stopped swinging her behind around, instead shoving it closer to the Purugly’s face. “You’ll hafta pay attention to this!’ The schoolgirl balled her hands into fists again, puffed out her cheeks, and pushed.
A quiet groan escaped Rebecca’s lips as she strained; after a few seconds, a solid, heavy mess slowly pushed its way out of her and into the seat of her diaper. A strong stink quickly filled the room.
After a couple of minutes, the girl finished, sighing with relief. “Ahh, I’ve been waiting to do that all day.” She quickly resumed waving her dirty diapered butt in Saffron’s face. “How ‘bout now? Wanna get up an’ let me change yet?”
Saffron, growling and grumbling, did get up, but not to move out of the way. The grumpy cat turned around, stuck her padded rear up into the air toward Rebecca, and pushed. A loud fart sounded as the cat’s saggy diaper, white with a light blue fishbone print across it, started bulging out in the back. The blue-and-white tape-up garment quickly filled up with a soft, fishy-smelling mess.
“Ew!” Rebecca exclaimed, pinching her nose. “Mo-ooom!” she called again. “Saffron’s pooping! It smells super bad!”
“Still cooking, sweetie,” the girl’s mom reminded her.
Saffron, having finished, stood back up. She looked at Rebecca and stuck out her tongue. “Rugly!”
“Okay, fine,” the young girl said as she slumped her shoulders. “If you move, I’ll change your diaper first, then mine. Okay?”
“Purugly,” the cat Pokemon replied with a nod before jumping onto the floor.
Rebecca crossed her arms. “You’re a brat.”
