You point at the kitten and giggle at his messy diaper. Soon, a few other kids notice and begin to join in. Almost all of the children were laughing at the poor kitten, who had now been reduced to tears. You continue to laugh. Laughing at the misfortune of others felt kind of fun. The fun didn't last long. The kitten was carried into another room to calm down. Almost as soon as he left, you feel your diaper become heavier, and much stinkier. You ignore it, in hopes of avoiding the same treatment as the kitten. A female cat, about 27 or 28, leaves the room where the kitten was. She looked furious. "Who started all of the laughing at my son?" she asked. Almost every cub points to you. You instinctively try to escape, but she catches you easily. "Let's see how you like being made fun of." she growled. You gulp, frightened of her. Your diaper grows a bit heavier. The cat notices the smell an removes your pants, reveiling your messy diaper. The cubs point and laugh. You blush a deep crimson.
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