Marshall's being babysat by Rhonda Toomey, lead singer and guitarist for the AB/DL rock band "Wabbit". However, things didn't go in Marshall's favor as he tried to sneak out during nap time...
Most furries know Rhonda Toomey as the leader of a band known as "Wabbit", a AB/DL themed heavy metal band where she performs as the band's lead vocalist and lead guitarist, and is easily recognized by her red shirt that reads "Diapers Rock!", her matching top hat, and the big baby designed diapers she proudly wears on stage. When Rhonda isn't recording new songs or performing on tour, she makes some easy money by being a babysitter in the neighborhood.
One of Rhonda's customers just happens to be The Foxstones. And Marshall just happens to be one of Wabbit's biggest fans. He has all of their albums and has recommended the music of Wabbit to his friends. Rhonda's very nice and friendly to Marshall and his family, as well as Marshall's friends (except for Priscilla who has thrown rotten eggs at Rhonda and the band during one performance). And Rhonda's also friendly to Marshall's mommy, Laura Foxstone, who in return saying that Rhonda's a nice respectable lady, though sometimes Laura questions about the heavy music she plays.
So when neither Dukey or Bally or even Mr. Victor could be available to babysit Marshall (or Xerry when he's around), Rhonda would get the job. And since Rhonda wears diapers 24/7, she easily qualifies Marshall's number one rule that all babysitters must be thickly diapered to look after him. (Yeah, it's a silly rule, but Marshall insists that since he's still in diapers, it's only fair that the babysitter must be in diapers too, no matter if it's looking after him for a few hours to even 5 minutes!)
So one Saturday, Marshall was being babysat by Rhonda. And after a few hours of playtime between the two diapered furries, it was about 1:00 pm, the time that Marshall takes his two hour nap. Most of the time, Marshall would obey the babysitter and take his nap without any problem. But if Marshall's still fully energized, he would rather skip nap time and continue with his playtime. But Rhonda insisted that Marshall takes his nap.
"But I don't wanna take a nap!" whined Marshall while he tried to stifle a yawn. "I'm not even tired yet!"
"You may not be tired right now, but sooner or later, you will be." replied Rhonda. "So come on Marshall, it's nap time."
With nothing else left to say, Marshall had no choice but to follow Rhonda upstairs to his nursery. And after changing Marshall's diaper and gently tucking him in his crib with Rusty Raggs at his side, Rhonda gently petted Marshall's head and turned off the light. But Marshall still wanted to play some more. He could've stayed in his nursery, but Marshall wanted to play with his building blocks, but he left them downstairs. So Marshall made a decision that if he quietly crawled downstairs, he can continue his playtime without Rhonda noticing!
Marshall then jumped out of his crib, quietly opened up the nursery door, and quietly crawled downstairs to the living room where he left his building blocks. Marshall carefully looked around the rooms, hoping that Rhonda wasn't near by. Rhonda was nowhere in sight. The coast is clear! And since Marshall was yards away from his blocks, Marshall happily crawled into the living room.
"And where are YOU going, you silly fox?!" came a voice from behind that made Marshall stop in his tracks. "Trying to escape from nap time again, are you?"
Marshall slowly turned around and there was Rhonda sitting near him with a smirk on her face. Right away, Marshall knew that Rhonda was waiting for him all this time, and his plans for a extra playtime was now foiled.
"But... but... but..." squealed Marshall. "How did you know that I was down here?"
"Oh Marshy, you silly fox" said Rhonda as she scooped up Marshall and gently consoled him. "You should know by now that when you crawl around wearing those ultra thick diapers, you're gonna make some loud crinkling." She then tugged at one of her long ears. "And these long ears of mine never fail me at all! Now tell me the truth, you weren't so quiet with your breakout, now were you?"
"I... guess I wasn't... was I?" said Marshall sadly as Rhonda walked back up the stairs while carrying a very distraught Marshall in her arms as they entered back inside Marshall's nursery. While Rhonda was tucking Marshall back into his crib, she made a deal with him.
"Tell you what, Marshall. If you can take your nap without any more escapes, I'll treat you to a pizza. And you can have any toppings you like. But only if you take your nap." Upon hearing that little bargain, Marshall's ears perked right up.
"Can we have BBQ chicken pizza?" pleaded Marshall. "BBQ chicken's my favorite!"
"You can have anything you want." replied Rhonda as she handed Rusty to Marshall. "Even Rusty can have his very own pizza. Now please go to sleep."
"Deal." replied Marshall followed by a yawn. And after Rhonda turned off the light, Marshall fell fast asleep. And for the next two hours, Marshall took his nap without any more sneak outs. And as Rhonda promised, she and Marshall had BBQ chicken pizza for dinner that night. Even Rusty has his own small pizza too! And after another round of playtime, including a round of Wabbit Karaoke where Marshall got to sing a few of Rhonda's self-penned favorite songs.
But now, Howard has returned home from work and it's time for Rhonda to return home. And after Howard paid Rhonda for her services, she then scooped up Marshall and gave him a gentle hug.
"Well, I have to go home now, Marshall." said Rhonda. I had such a ball looking after you! So, now it's time to say goodbye, and remember, no sneaking out during nap times!"
"Okay Rhonda." yapped Marshall. "I promise, no more sneak outs. And thank you for looking after me today. I too had lots of fun today!"
And after that, Rhonda walked down towards the road where her house is a few houses down while Marshall went back inside his home and helped himself with two more slices of BBQ chicken pizza.
Marshall, Rhonda, Howard, art and story copyrighted by
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Most furries know Rhonda Toomey as the leader of a band known as "Wabbit", a AB/DL themed heavy metal band where she performs as the band's lead vocalist and lead guitarist, and is easily recognized by her red shirt that reads "Diapers Rock!", her matching top hat, and the big baby designed diapers she proudly wears on stage. When Rhonda isn't recording new songs or performing on tour, she makes some easy money by being a babysitter in the neighborhood.
One of Rhonda's customers just happens to be The Foxstones. And Marshall just happens to be one of Wabbit's biggest fans. He has all of their albums and has recommended the music of Wabbit to his friends. Rhonda's very nice and friendly to Marshall and his family, as well as Marshall's friends (except for Priscilla who has thrown rotten eggs at Rhonda and the band during one performance). And Rhonda's also friendly to Marshall's mommy, Laura Foxstone, who in return saying that Rhonda's a nice respectable lady, though sometimes Laura questions about the heavy music she plays.
So when neither Dukey or Bally or even Mr. Victor could be available to babysit Marshall (or Xerry when he's around), Rhonda would get the job. And since Rhonda wears diapers 24/7, she easily qualifies Marshall's number one rule that all babysitters must be thickly diapered to look after him. (Yeah, it's a silly rule, but Marshall insists that since he's still in diapers, it's only fair that the babysitter must be in diapers too, no matter if it's looking after him for a few hours to even 5 minutes!)
So one Saturday, Marshall was being babysat by Rhonda. And after a few hours of playtime between the two diapered furries, it was about 1:00 pm, the time that Marshall takes his two hour nap. Most of the time, Marshall would obey the babysitter and take his nap without any problem. But if Marshall's still fully energized, he would rather skip nap time and continue with his playtime. But Rhonda insisted that Marshall takes his nap.
"But I don't wanna take a nap!" whined Marshall while he tried to stifle a yawn. "I'm not even tired yet!"
"You may not be tired right now, but sooner or later, you will be." replied Rhonda. "So come on Marshall, it's nap time."
With nothing else left to say, Marshall had no choice but to follow Rhonda upstairs to his nursery. And after changing Marshall's diaper and gently tucking him in his crib with Rusty Raggs at his side, Rhonda gently petted Marshall's head and turned off the light. But Marshall still wanted to play some more. He could've stayed in his nursery, but Marshall wanted to play with his building blocks, but he left them downstairs. So Marshall made a decision that if he quietly crawled downstairs, he can continue his playtime without Rhonda noticing!
Marshall then jumped out of his crib, quietly opened up the nursery door, and quietly crawled downstairs to the living room where he left his building blocks. Marshall carefully looked around the rooms, hoping that Rhonda wasn't near by. Rhonda was nowhere in sight. The coast is clear! And since Marshall was yards away from his blocks, Marshall happily crawled into the living room.
"And where are YOU going, you silly fox?!" came a voice from behind that made Marshall stop in his tracks. "Trying to escape from nap time again, are you?"
Marshall slowly turned around and there was Rhonda sitting near him with a smirk on her face. Right away, Marshall knew that Rhonda was waiting for him all this time, and his plans for a extra playtime was now foiled.
"But... but... but..." squealed Marshall. "How did you know that I was down here?"
"Oh Marshy, you silly fox" said Rhonda as she scooped up Marshall and gently consoled him. "You should know by now that when you crawl around wearing those ultra thick diapers, you're gonna make some loud crinkling." She then tugged at one of her long ears. "And these long ears of mine never fail me at all! Now tell me the truth, you weren't so quiet with your breakout, now were you?"
"I... guess I wasn't... was I?" said Marshall sadly as Rhonda walked back up the stairs while carrying a very distraught Marshall in her arms as they entered back inside Marshall's nursery. While Rhonda was tucking Marshall back into his crib, she made a deal with him.
"Tell you what, Marshall. If you can take your nap without any more escapes, I'll treat you to a pizza. And you can have any toppings you like. But only if you take your nap." Upon hearing that little bargain, Marshall's ears perked right up.
"Can we have BBQ chicken pizza?" pleaded Marshall. "BBQ chicken's my favorite!"
"You can have anything you want." replied Rhonda as she handed Rusty to Marshall. "Even Rusty can have his very own pizza. Now please go to sleep."
"Deal." replied Marshall followed by a yawn. And after Rhonda turned off the light, Marshall fell fast asleep. And for the next two hours, Marshall took his nap without any more sneak outs. And as Rhonda promised, she and Marshall had BBQ chicken pizza for dinner that night. Even Rusty has his own small pizza too! And after another round of playtime, including a round of Wabbit Karaoke where Marshall got to sing a few of Rhonda's self-penned favorite songs.
But now, Howard has returned home from work and it's time for Rhonda to return home. And after Howard paid Rhonda for her services, she then scooped up Marshall and gave him a gentle hug.
"Well, I have to go home now, Marshall." said Rhonda. I had such a ball looking after you! So, now it's time to say goodbye, and remember, no sneaking out during nap times!"
"Okay Rhonda." yapped Marshall. "I promise, no more sneak outs. And thank you for looking after me today. I too had lots of fun today!"
And after that, Rhonda walked down towards the road where her house is a few houses down while Marshall went back inside his home and helped himself with two more slices of BBQ chicken pizza.
Marshall, Rhonda, Howard, art and story copyrighted by
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Oh yes, Rhonda does know about Rusty's alive mode. So it's only fair that he gets a pizza to himself. Rusty's favorite is triple cheese and ham.
And Rhonda did get even with Priscilla too. After the little brat threw those rotten eggs at Rhonda, Rhonda threw one of her dirty diapers back at Priscilla. And Rhonda has deadly aim too, hitting the little brat right smack in the face!
And Rhonda did get even with Priscilla too. After the little brat threw those rotten eggs at Rhonda, Rhonda threw one of her dirty diapers back at Priscilla. And Rhonda has deadly aim too, hitting the little brat right smack in the face!
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