Panther Cub

I totally forgot about Seems Too Good! Gotta re-read that one!

I'll try not to! But I just have so many stories going on at once! (And yes, I know I did this to myself... blegh. Dang 'ol consequences!)

Hehehehe, it's going to be interesting.

WOOOO! Hiya there, readers! I am just so PUMPED to be able to bring to you the latest chapter of Tracey's Story! But not only that, I am also SUPER-DUPER PUMPED to announce my latest project, my comic The Misadventures of Kana the Conqueror! A cute story that involves isekai, bunnies, an OP character, diapers, love, and loads of fun embarrassment! You can find a link to page 1 here! https://www.dailydiapers.com/board/index.php?/topic/84802-the-misadventures-of-kana-the-conqueror-updated-to-page-3-11152022/ Please consider leaving a comment or review! For Tracey's Story and for The Misadventures of Kana the Conqueror! And please, have a wonderful day! Tracey's Story (Chapter 14) by Panther Cub Tracey took in a deep breath as she closed her eyes. She was doing her stretches, trying to ignore the snickers and the coos coming from the girls on the other team, as well as several of her own teammates. A large paw came to rest of her shoulder, and the teen tigress turned and looked up a bit to see the smiling familiar face of an older black bunny woman. "How're ya feelin', Tracey?" Coach Trosta asked. Tracey smiled back at her, the coach being one of only a few of the people in her life that didn't treat her like a toddler. She winced a little as she saw the diaperbag slung over the coach's shoulder. Correction. The coach mostly didn't treat her like a toddler. "Really good, Coach," Tracey said, a light blush on her face as she said it. She was standing there on the track field, wearing her school's green and white striped tight track uniform shirt. In lieu of the matching shorts, she was instead wearing a matching green and white striped diaper cover over her padding. She knew it was rare to see an MSer running track, this emphasized by people in the stands staring at her, or so it felt. It certainly didn't help that the opposing team, Calneri High's, coach, a very boisterous mouse woman, had loudly inquired of one of the refs if an MSer could even be allowed on the field when 'like a big girl'. Coach Trosta and the ref's had quickly shut her down, but still, the damage had been done. Now instead of just being a casual oddity, Tracey was starting to feel some weird sense of obligation to show that ignorant woman up. She felt her coach give her shoulder a squeeze and looked back to her. "Good. Because you've been setting new practice records thanks to all the hard work you've put in. No matter what, you are gunna show them all that you more than belong on this field." Tracey smiled and felt a sense of pride start to well up in her chest. "Now, it's almost time to get started, so do you need a fresh diaper?" And now the sense of pride had been diminished a little. Still, Tracey grinned. "Nope," she proudly stated. She let the coach check and confirm this, bringing back some of her blush. After a few more minutes of stretching, it was time. Walking to the starting positions, something in the stand caught her eye. It was Travis, hopping up and down while waving both arms, trying to get her attention. She giggled at the silly antics of the wolf boy, spotting that he was just wearing a shirt and nothing to cover his Snuggies. She spotted an exasperated slightly shorter wolf boy holding a pair of red shorts, desperately trying to get Travis' legs through the holes. Undoubtedly that was Travis' little brother, Jimmy, who apparently had babysitting duty today. Next to the energetic wolf sat Lyra, wearing a yellow sundress with puffed sleeves and a hem that let her diaper be visible to all, in Nora's lap, being fed a bottle. The vixen waved to Tracey when she saw her looking in their direction, which Nora also joined in. Right next to them was Bethy, the pink alligator girl wearing a green and white striped skirted legless onesie. She hugged her stuffed kitten and waved, looking shy. And last in the lineup was Tiffany, the eagle girl still wearing her daycare uniform and sucking on a binky. She excitedly waved to Tracey, one of her feathery hands smacking into the side of Paul's head. She looked like she was apologizing, but Tracey could hear her Daddy's chuckle all the way down on the field. The large lion was clearly reassuring the remorseful girl. Katherine beamed down proudly at her daughter. Tracey saw her cheering section and simultaneously blushed and grinned. Despite everything that had happened so far, she not only still had her family, but now a new group of friends she had never expected to be in her corner. "Don't worry, baby, if you trip and fall, I'll kiss your booboo and make it all better," a snobby voice said to Tracey's left. She looked and saw the sneering face of a panther girl from Calneri. She was wearing the tight red and yellow striped track uniform of her school, clearly eyeing Tracey's puffed out diaper cover with amusement. "Don't worry about me, Luca. Even waddling with a full diaper, I'd still beat you to the finish line," Tracey clapped back, without even thinking. She saw the look of surprise on the opposing feline's face. She heard Luca let out a growl as she turned back to her starting position, getting in the crouch. Focusing, Tracey drowned everything else out and simply looked ahead. Her muscles coiled and tensed and, with the pop from the starting capgun, she was off. To her, there was only herself and the single stretch of track she was running on. This was the 800 meter dash, and Tracey was pumping her arms and legs, keeping proper form as she had been trained to do. Halfway through she proceeded to fill her diaper and had no clue. Before she knew it, she was running through the finish line tape, tapering off her run to a jog before stopping, her thumb in her mouth. Looking around she saw Luca panting, glaring at her, before some of Tracey's teammates pulled the tigress into a hug, surprising her with a squeak. Amazingly, despite the slight waddle her diaper did give her, Tracey had come in first, setting a brand new record and shaving off thirty seconds from the previous record, which shocked the teen tigress. Unfortunately for Tracey, once it became clear she had pooped herself, she wasn't allowed to leave the field for a diaper change, so Coach Trosta had to lay out the changing mat and supplies near the equipment. She let Tracey hug her stuffed dragon as she got to work cleaning her up, and soon enough was taping up a fresh pair of Pawpers Big Li'l Athletes, which depicted cute chibi pictures of little foxes and kittens playing basketball on her butt and baseball on the front. Needless to say, Tracey was grateful when the coach pulled up her diaper cover and gave her a pat on the bottom to send her on her way. As Tracey sucked on the pacifier she had been given, she heard a familiar voice bellow out in the distance. "YEAH!!! THAT'S DADDY'S LITTLE PRINCESS!!!" She looked over to see her father now jumping up and down like Travis had been earlier, the aforementioned wolf boy having been settled down by what appeared to be a bright yellow security blankie he was hugging, his tail still wagging in a blur as he smiled down at Tracey. "Aw, look how happy she is with a clean diaper on!" Tracey inwardly groaned before she turned to look towards the source of the annoying voice. She spotted Leslie with her two cronies, a pair of hyena sisters named Tera and Mera. Said hyenas cackled at the smug snow leopardess' joke. "Joke about my diapers all you want, I still took first here and in practice, with you three eating my dust," Tracey snapped back. "More like eating your baby powder," Tera or Mera, Tracey honestly couldn't tell since they were in uniform and both styled their headfurs the same way, said snarkily. "Whatever," Tracey said, striding past them. Had she looked back, she would have seen Leslie watching her not with an amused grin like her cohorts, but instead with a frown, looking concerned about something. Leslie was about to reach out to apologize, when she stopped herself and shook her head, wondering why she would ever do that. As she stalked off, Tera and Mera chatting about rumors and gossip behind her, she started to wonder if she had hurt Tracey's feelings. Next up was the relay race, and Tracey was competing yet again. She would be the last one on her team to get the baton, with Leslie, their second fastest sprinter, being the third. Tracey stood on her designated spot, an arm outstretched behind her, ready to start running. She watched the first girl, Mel, a fox girl with pink highlights in her headfur, running with the baton, taking a quick early lead. It was passed to Victoria, a green gecko girl who unfortunately started to lag a bit, with the girl from Calneri's team passing the baton to the next teammate before she could pass it to Leslie. Leslie, while initially behind, pumped harder and managed to keep up with the opposing zebra girl. She and Luca both got their batons at the same time and took off. It was odd, as Tracey felt Leslie pass her the baton, she could have sworn she heard the snow leopardess say "Go get 'em, sweetie," under her breath, but she figured she had heard her mother's voice carried on the wind. Luca started to pull ahead, but Tracey pushed herself harder and they were neck and neck again. When Tracey would pull ahead, Luca would do the same, undoubtedly spurred on after losing the first race to Tracey. The two felines pushed themselves more and more, neither one wanting to come in behind the other. Incrementally, though, Tracey started to pull ahead again, tearing through the finish line tape. She smiled and turned in time to see Luca bearing down on her, knocking the two of them down. They tumbled in a heap, with Luca growling at her. "You should go back to daycare where you belong!" Luca snarled at her, grabbing the collar of Tracey's uniform. Tracey saw that Luca's claws were out. The sounds of running footsteps grew and Luca retracted her claws, releasing Tracey's collar. The panthress got up and offered a paw to Tracey, no doubt to try and make it look like the collision had been an accident, but the tigress ignored as she got up instead, checking to make sure she was okay. She turned and saw one of the refs reading Luca the riot act. "This is your only warning for unsportsmanlike conduct," the deer man wearing a shite t-shirt and khaki shorts said, looking sternly at the girl. "It was an accident," Luca insisted, but the buck was unmoved. "Not to me, it wasn't. One more incident like that and you will be disqualified, do I make myself clear?" "... Yes sir," Luca said sullenly, shooting Tracey daggers. Tracey ignored her and walked over to where Coach Trosta was waving her over. "Hey, you alright, kiddo?" the bunny woman asked, looking Tracey over. "I'm fine, coach," Tracey said, blushing as her diaper was checked. "You're slotted to compete in two more events. Think you're still up for that?" "Yeah, like I said, I'm fine, coach," Tracey said, stretching her legs and arms to prove her point. Coach Trosta still looked concerned, but smiled and ruffled Tracey's headfur. Out of the corner of her eyes, she spotted Leslie getting into a confused Luca's face. She vaguely remembered something about Luca stealing her boyfriend last year and all the drama that came with it, but she hadn't thought Leslie would still be upset by it. She then saw her parents now further down in the stands, waving her over. She jogged over to them, to be quickly picked up and hugged by Paul. "Oh, Princess, are you alright? You didn't get any serious boo-boos, didja?" "I swear I'm okay, Daddy," Tracey said, giggling a little as she was nuzzled. "That other girl should have been more careful! You could've been seriously hurt," Katherine said, leaning over to kiss Tracey's forehead. Tracey blushed. "Mommy," Tracey said with a roll of her eyes. "Please don't make a big deal out of this. I'm okay." She opted not to tell her parents about Luca's claws, as they would probably make her leave. Other events took place and Tracey rested, watching and cheering on her teammates as they competed. She was surprised to see Leslie do far better in shot putting and the hammer throws than she had previously. Thinking back on it, Tracey remembered noticing a steady improvement in Leslie's strength. Watching her hammer sail past everyone else's markings on the field was a testament to that fact. Whereas Tracey was the team's leader when it came to long distance running, Leslie appeared to be slotting herself in the top strength spot. Then came time for the third event for Tracey, being allowed a maximum of four to choose to compete in. The javelin throw. She watched as a sparrow girl took a running start and hurled her javelin. It arced beautifully before sticking into the ground at 62.4 meters. Tracey winced, her longest throw with a javelin being in the mid fifty meter mark. She took a deep breath when it was her turn. Gripping her javelin tightly, she started to run. When she stopped, out and away it went flying. The spear-like projectile embedded itself into the ground at 60.3 meters. A personal best for the tigress, but not enough to take the current lead. Two more sets of girls, two from Calneri and two from Tracey's team, went after her, with none of them getting past 52.7 meters. Tracey was okay coming in second, with the fact that she threw the furthest for her team helping a lot, as did her previous two victories. After some more resting and watching the pole-vaulters, Tracey's last event was up. Hurdling. This would be her toughest event, as she couldn't just let her mind go blank like with regular running. She had to focus for each consecutive leap, ensuring that she cleared the bars of each hurdle. Working discreetly, she felt her diaper squish, and immediately set off to find the coach. The last thing she'd need would be any kind of sag from her padding to so much as graze a hurdle. In practice, a dry diaper alone had proven a bit of an extra bit of challenge for Tracey, until she had gotten used to it and overcompensated. With a deep blush on her face and her thumb subconsciously slipping between her lips, Tracey approached Coach Trosta and asked her for another diaper change. Her blush deepened when she looked over and saw Luca watching and snickering, and tried to ignore it as she was being powdered and taped into an fresh Pawpers, this one with a pair of chibi dragons lifting weights on the front, and a tiger smiling and running dressed in a track and field uniform and diaper on the back. If Tracey had seen it, she would have appreciated the irony. Once more, Luca was to her right, the panthress seemingly oozing confidence. Tracey got into starting position and waited, looking ahead. There were cheers coming from the stands, and Tracey heard her father bellow out encouragement that made her smile. With the pop of the starting pistol, they were off. Tracey and Luca were keeping pace with one another, other girls from their respective teams in their own lanes lagging behind. Approaching the first hurdle, Tracey leapt, her right leg clearing it, followed by her left leg. Keeping her mind on the race, Tracey did the same for the second hurdle. By the seventh hurdle, Tracey was starting to feel a bit of fatigue, but pushed onwards. She cleared the eighth and ninth hurdles, with Luca pulling just a little ahead. Tracey sped up and together the leapt for their tenth hurdles. Tracey cleared hers, but Luca's left paw didn't for her own hurdle. Luca tumbled as a result, landing in a heap, and Tracey passed through the finish line. She slowed to a jog and turned to see Luca glaring at her, as through Tracey had somehow caused it. Milly, a deep forest green crocodile girl on Tracey's team cleared her tenth hurdle and passed Luca as the panther was getting up, snagging second place. There were a couple more events, and then it was time to hand out the medals. Tracey received three gold medals and one silver, smiling down at the decorated medals hanging around her neck. Luca had a gold medal, two silvers, and a bronze, and was pouting as she limped over to her own coach. Tracey ignored her and Leslie and her crew, high fiving several other teammates, congratulating others and being congratulated. Coach Trosta beamed with pride, and gave Tracey a hug. When she let go, Tracey let out a yelp of surprise as she was picked up and swooped in the air. Turning, she saw her Daddy, a goofy grin on his muzzle, as he cuddled her close. "You did amazing, Princess! I am just so proud of all the effort you put in!" Paul said, bouncing Tracey a bit in his arms. "Thanks, Daddy," Tracey said, before she was passed to her Mommy. Katherine cradled her girl in her arms, checking her diaper before nuzzling her. "All your training and hard work showed today, sweetie," she said, planting a kiss on Tracey's cheek and handing her Felicity. Katherine then pulled out a bottle of juice and, before Tracey could complain, popped it in between the big kitten's lips. Tracey automatically began to suckle, her smile quickly returning as she started to relax in her Mommy's arms. "OMG Tracey that was so cool!" Tracey looked to see Lyra, being carried on Nora's hip and holding a set of large brightly colored plastic keys on one paw. Lyra started chewing on them, looking at Tracey with bright eyes. "Woah there, slow down, buddy. You don't want to get hurt, do ya?" Tracey watched as Travis jogged over to them, straining in some kind of large baby harness, which was attached to a leash being held by his brother. Travis, his tail a helicopter rotor, came to a stop next to Tracey, looking full to bursting with pep and energy. They were followed by the timid Bethy, being led by her scaly hand by Tiffany. They too congratulated Tracey on her medals. It turned out that their parents were not far behind them, and Tracey was set down to interact with her friends with Nora and Jimmy supervising, while the adults talked, and most likely set up playdates. Despite what she was wearing and her new status in school, Tracey couldn't help but feel the warmth in her chest grow, feeling like she had accomplished something more than just winning. For the first time in a long time, she was feeling... normal. Later that afternoon... "Oh, kitten, I'm just so sorry," Katherine said, looking down at Tracey over the railing of the playpen. They were in the living room, and Katherine was wearing a professional skirtsuit, her make-up done. After getting home, Tracey was given a bath and put down for what turned out to be a short nap. After a snack of apple slices, and some more time being cuddled by her Mommy, Tracey learned that her parents had completely forgotten about a meeting that they both had to attend. Tracey wasn't sure about the details, being distracted by trying to solve what Red was Hinting at this time. It turned out that the hints were all algebra-related and had something to do fractions. Tracey sat on her tummy, wearing a yellow t-shirt, a purple skirt-all, with her regular Pawpers on, this just having butterflies on it. She hugged Felicity and made a continuous Nuk sound as she sucked on her binky. "It's okay, Mommy," Tracey said, looking forward to having Nora babysit her again. While patronizing, Nora was still loads of fun, and promised a shadow puppet show the next time she babysat. Tracey smiled around her green binky as she was kissed by her Mommy again. The doorbell rang, and Paul, wearing a suit and tie, walked by to get it. "Well, how about this weekend, you, me, and Daddy all go somewhere fun, just the three of us?" "'Kay!" Tracey said, feeling excited and giddy. She looked over and in walked Paul... but instead of Nora, it was someone else trailing behind him. "Hi, baby girl!" Leslie said, grinning practically from ear to ear. Ooooh! Quite the cliff-hanger to leave off on, huh? Sorry about that, but I just couldn't help myself! Tune in next time to find out what happens next!

Yay indeed!

ANNOUNCEMENT! 1, I am starting the next chapter of Tracey's Story. 2, I started up my own comic! I'm still new to drawing, but I will improve as I go! Currently posted page 3, and you can find it here! https://www.dailydiapers.com/board/index.php?/topic/84802-the-misadventures-of-kana-the-conqueror/ The Misadventures of Kana the Conqueror! It follows the story of Kana, a bunny girl who was a human man that got isekai'd. They found themselves in a magical, quasi-modern-ish, fantasy world of magic and adventure. They also found that apparently their strength stat is boosted to a ridiculous amount. Tune in to find out what kind of padded hijinks she inadvertently gets into!

Kana making her way through the dungeon, so far it's a breeze. But it seems like she's stumbled onto something she wasn't expecting...

Hehehe, I did.

Oh geeze.

OMG! I did NOT get that that was the same Eve! GAH!

Call it arrogance, but Kana really does feel like this dungeon's just going to be a breeze. Thanks to her broken strength stat, pretty much every dungeon, quest, bounty, and even escort mission has been a cakewalk. Of course, even if one is the strongest, that doesn't mean that letting one's guard down is a good idea...

Makes me wonder if he'll go full "Daddy" mode at some point. Still recognizing, somewhat, her adulthood but also treating her like his little princess.

Okay, after re-reading this story again it just has to be said... Katherine, despite her general Amazonness, is adorable. And I do have to wonder. I James starting to view Dawn as their little? I.e. l looking at her through slightly parental eyes?

Hehe, but seriously, this is all just such a great new take on the DD! Groundhog's Day For The Win!!!

WOOOO! 2 chapters in and now I am an addict!

Kana used to be a human man, living their dull day-to-day office drone life. And then, at age forty, they unfortunately met their demise. Luckily, when they opened their eyes, they were in a world of magic, anthropomorphic animal people, and adventure! Our newly renamed hero found, in addition to becoming a bunny girl, that their strength stat was over 1,000, with the normal max level for it being 500, thusly their OP isekai adventure began. And now, here she is, on the cusp of making her name one to be remembered by all, about to enter the legendary ruined Temple of Lunelia, thought to be lost to the ages. The Goddess of Love, Family, and Babies. What could possibly go wrong? :3 Here is page 1!

Hmmm... maybe the universe will implode in upon itself as a result?

Oh wow! What a rollercoaster!

Oh geeze! Now I gotta know what happens!

And here is my first attempt at digital art! I traced the lines in 3d paint and filled in the colors! (And adding in some text and additional diaper designs because cuteness!)

Hehehe, thanks!

Here is a drawing of Sarah! It seems to me that she has had a surprise attire change while she slept, hence the look of shock on her face!

WOOOO! I'm so excited!

I think you accidentally used Tom in the cab when you meant Simon.

EEEEP!