Kobi is back...

Hey there,

Due to the popular outcry of the many important furs I've talked to, I have decided to bring back the Kobi Series, and what better way to do that then to re-post the original story...for suspence, or something.

I have Edited many parts of the story, and have changed the characters to furs you may already know and love, So here's the story...

Enjoy,








The carnival light flared, as the air was filled with the sounds of mixture of laughter and screaming from the roller coaster and it’s onlookers. The sweet aroma of popcorn, cotton candy, and numerous other fried treats, intermingled and permeated through out the hot and sticky night air. Many badly decorated games were spread out among the littered fairgrounds, along with some rather unsafe looking carnival rides, but still people rode on them; I guess they just like the thrill of a near death experience.

At a small ball-toss game with the words “come one, come all” painted on a sign that hung above it stood a young, and tall brown haired teenage boy in denim jeans, blood red t-shirt and a black jacket. That’s me, Kobi. I had been waiting in an enormous line for about fifteen minutes so I could win this gigantic fluffy stuffed red fox. I loved foxes, anything that had to do with then just attracted me to it, I don’t know why, but for as long as I can remember it had always been that way.

Anyways, back to the story…

As the person in front of left with a disappointed look on their face, I walked forward to give the leather-faced old man who ran the game my tickets. It was finally my turn. As I retrieved the tickets from my pocket so I could play the game a group of older teens stepped in front of me and pushed me out of the way.

“Hey!” I cried, “Wait your turn.”

But they just replied with a, “Whatever Kid,” and they laughed, as I was helpless to stop them. I watched as they played and won. I couldn’t believe that someone so horrible could win, but when the game director pulled down the giant fox stuffy, I was heart broken. Tears formed in my eyes as I angrily trudged away from the game and rejoined my friend who had been waiting for me.

Her name was Julie; she was waiting for me on a bench by cotton candy machine. She was wearing her favourite outfit that consisted of black jeans, a pink spaghetti strap top, and a leather jacket. She had never been to keen on playing games of chance, especially when it came to loosing money. That’s why she didn’t come with me.

“Let’s Go,” I said a little angry.
“What happened?” she said standing up, concerned I was so upset
“Nothing,” I lied as I wiped the tears from my eyes.
“Then why are you so…” but I cut her off.
“Nothing Happened!” I raised my voice, “It doesn’t matter.”

As the night went on I decided to put it out of my mind, and just start having fun. We went on a couple more rides together, and ate some food that really wasn’t good for our health. Julie headed back home when she was supposed too, but it didn’t help that her family didn’t like her hanging out with me. I guess that was the only real difference between her and me. She had a family, I didn’t. I stayed for a little bit after Julie left because I wanted to waste my left over tickets on the rides that Julie didn’t want to go on. As the wind picked up I finally decided it was time for me to go, so I headed towards the entrance of the fair grounds.
I was a couple feet away from the entrance, and I felt that familiar powerful pressure on my bladder.

“Can’t leave yet,” I thought to myself, “got to pee”

As I headed towards the Porte-potties, I passed by a strange dark multicoloured tent that I hadn’t noticed before. It had a sign that read “Japanese Palm Readings.” I contemplated going to the washroom first but my curiosity over powered my urge to pee so I decided to enter the tent. When I pulled back the front flap to the tent a strong smell of incense hit me in the face. I coughed a bit, and that’s when I noticed and old Japanese gypsy woman.

“I’ve been expecting you,” she said in a mystical voice, “please sit down.”
“Okay…” I thought to myself as I sat down, “A little cliché but Okay.”

The moment my butt hit the chair she grabbed my hand causing me to startle. She then started to stare into it like they were close friends.

“Ahhhh,” she exclaimed, “I see change in your near future, great change.”
“What?”
“Yes, Yes I see it,” she continued, “Taiga see everything,”
“Ummm…yeah I don’t really believe in this kind of stuff,” I explained as I pulled my hand away,
“Oh but you must believe!” she insisted,
“You’re crazy.”

Her eyes went wide and her fist clenched in anger as she started to shake.

“Get out!” she screamed, “and I hope the Kitsune come get you tonight, and I hope they give you what you deserve.”

I bolted from the tent. As I rounded the corner I slowed down and started panting. I headed for the side exits of the fair grounds. Everything was finally closing down so it started to get really dark. I looked around a little worried about what the old woman had told me.

“That lady was crazy,” I thought to myself as I laughed, “no one can really see into the future, and this curse is a bunch of rubbish…hah…Kitsune.”

As I continued on it felt like someone was following me, so I picked up my pace of walking I had finally reached the exit but it was locked. That was when I really started to worry. I pulled on the lock to the fence a couple more times to no avail, and as I turned around to start heading towards the entrance of the park, something hard hit me in the back of the head. I collapsed to the ground, and I felt someone rummaging through my pockets.

I couldn’t move, and someone was stealing everything I had. I didn’t know if it was the fear, the head trauma, or a mix of both, but I felt something warm growing slowly in the front of my pants, I was wetting myself. Disgusting. The last thing I remember before passing out was, the person running off, and then someone approaching me.

“Kobi!” a woman’s voice called out in worry.

I tried to speak but no words came out, and before I could get a good look at the person I blacked out.

* * *

When I woke up I had a pounding headache, and everything was blurred, but at least I was dry. I felt the back of my head where I had been struck, and whimpered. I opened my eyes but everything was still blurry. I felt a blanket covering me. I closed my eyes, and then something caught my attention. A smell. It was sweet but somehow it was so familiar. Was it baby powder? I sniffed to see where it was coming from. It didn’t seem to be coming from the blanket. It was coming from me, and I was covered in the scent.

Confused and still exhausted I decided to just go back to sleep. I rolled over and I felt something crinkle between my legs.

“That’s weird,” I said as I felt around the area,

It was weird it was smooth but durable, and it was really thick and form fitting to my body, and that’s when it hit me.

“Am I wearing a Diaper!”

I sat straight up, a little confused and excited, and that’s when my vision came into focus. I was in a strange house, it was nothing like the halfway house I lived in, it was bigger, much bigger, and I was in what seemed to be on a leather couch in a living room. The couch and everything around me was abnormally large for some reason, and whoever owned this place had to have quite a bit of money, because they had all the latest appliances.

When I looked down at myself, I realised I was covered in a red-orange fur. I began to panic, and I started to feel around my body with my hands and knew there was fur all over my body. I even had a big bushy tail. I didn’t know what was going on but I had the sneaking suspicion the Gypsy woman’s curse had worked.

“What happened to me, wh-where am I?” I thought out loud.

I felt sick with worry. I hopped off the couch and started to pace along its side trying to calm myself down.

“This has to be a dream. Yeah, that’s it, it’s just a fever dream, I’m really back in my own bed sleeping soundly, but…why haven’t I woken up?”
“Wake up,” I said slapping myself,
“Wake Up,” I slapped myself again.
“Wake Up!” I cried as I slumped to the floor.

In hearing the commotion a tall attractive Anthro-Fox walked in. She was wearing beige form fitting pants, and a pink sweater, and she looked like she was in he late thirty, or early forties. She looked like one of those Furries I was always looking up on the Internet. She smiled sweetly at me, and she seemed extremely pleased that I was awake.

“You’re finally awake,” she said cheerfully, “I thought my little Kobi would never wake up.”
“Where am I?” I said choking back some tears, “who are you, and why am I in a diaper!”
“Oh hunny, you must be confused from your fall,” she explained, “you’re at home, I’m Maria, your Mommy, and you know that you not potty trained, your only four.”
“But I’m sixteen!”
“Oh baby,” she said empathetic tone as she wrapped him in a hug, “you were so unhappy with your life, and I brought you back here.”

I knew she was right. I was unhappy with my life, my parents had died when I was two, and I was living at a halfway house, with friends that only wanted to get me in trouble. I did want to leave my old life, but I never expected my wishes to be granted like this. Beside no one would miss me, except Julie. I looked up at the smiling fox, and for some reason, I knew I was safe.

“But, Mommy I don’t want to where diapers,” I told her wondering why I called her mommy, “I’m potty-trained”
“Oh, you are potty trained? She said in a humouring fashion, “and that’s why when I found you, you had peed your pants?
“But that was an accident,” I explained now knowing this couldn’t be a dream, “I don’t do that all the time.”

Maria thought for a while, and then she got a large grin on her face.

“All right,” she said, “if you can prove to me you don’t need diapers you can stop wearing them and I’ll treat you like you’re an adult, but if you do use them, your right back down at the toddler status, agreed.”

“Okay,” I agreed, and I was determined not to use them, although I did enjoy the feeling, I knew I was too old.
“All right, my big boy let’s get you dressed,” she explained as she took my hand and lead me out of the living room and down a hallway.

It was kind of awkward to walk in diapers, although it did feel good, it was still awkward. She opened a door to what looked like a nursery. I guess she was really hoped I would just give in to being a baby. She stood me in the middle of the room, and I looked around the room as she rummaged through a dresser. The room was a soft shade of blue, in the corner there was a changing table, under the windows was a crib, and there was a selection of toys spread neatly across the room.
She pulled out a legless short-sleeved sleeper with a button up bum, obviously for easy access while changing a diaper. I gave her a, “I’m not wearing that look.

“Oh come on this will look adorable on you,” she explained, “do it for mommy,”
“Okay, “ I agreed.

After dressing me in the Onesie she then led me over to a mirror to have a look. My jaw dropped.

“Oh my god!” I thought to my self, “I really am a four year old fox.”

I was really covered in red-orange fur, except for my paws, which were black, and my muzzle, neck, and tummy which were a light cream colour. I did look quite cute in the Onesie, with the diapers bulging out. It all started to feel so natural to me.

“Maybe I will use the diapers,” I thought to myself, “wait, no!”

I shook the thought form my head. I looked up at the older fox and gave her an unsure look as she pinned a pacifier to me.

“Come on let’s get out of here Kobi,” She said enthusiastically.
“Okay,”

She put the Pacifier in my mouth, but I spit it back out and followed behind her. We walked back into the living room where I had woken up. She sat me down on the couch, turned on the big screen television to a children’s show and went into the kitchen. The bright flashing colours of the show mesmerized me. As I watched the show, I felt that same familiar pressure on my bladder, but this time it was followed by a pinch in the abdomen. I guess I shouldn’t have eaten all the carnival food.

I stood up and looked around. I didn’t know where the bathroom was. Not really wanting to wear diapers, I began to panic as the pressure began to build up. I looked around for the Bathroom in a hurry, but couldn’t find my desired room.

“Mommy!” I cried out, but no answer came.

I waited for her, by this point afraid to move do too intensity of the pressure on my bowels and bladder. After a while it became too much for me, I broke down and began to cry as I released the contents of my bladder and bowels, into my diaper. I didn’t even look up when Maria entered the room carrying a bottle and a coffee mug.

“Kobi, what’s wrong?” she said as she rushed over to me placing the bottle and mug on a table, she knew automatically by the smell,

She held me for a while as I calmed down; when she felt I was calm enough she let go of me.

“I thought you said you were potty trained,” Maria said in a loving but I told you so manner.
“I…thought…I was,” I sniffled, “I’m sorry Mommy,”
“Oh Kobi don’t apologise,”
“W-why?”
“You’re still a cub and this is expected,” she explained. “Now let’s get you changed,”

We were about to get up and leave when there was a loud click at the door, and a handsome lanky teenaged male fox walked into the house. At this point I began to wale. I wrapped my arms around Maria’s neck and buried my face in her shoulder, in a feeble attempt to hide from the new boy.

“Oh great,” I thought to my self, “now more people are going to see me in this diaper.”

The boy walked over to Maria.

“Is this who I think it is?” the boy said in a loud inquisitive manner trying to talk over the crying.
“Yes Julian,” she replied as she tried to calm me down, “This is your little brother.”

Happy with the answer Julian left the room to get away from the noise. When I finally calmed down a little, Maria took me into the nursery, and put me on the changing table.

“Now tell me Kobi, why were you so upset when Julian came home?” she asked me as she picked up the necessities for changing me.
“I didn’t want him to see me with a messy diaper Mommy,” I explained, “because I’m a big boy.”
“Awww, Kobi,” she said a she unbuttoned my Onesie and started to untape the diaper, “you are a big boy, but your not old enough to go with out diapers, you shouldn’t be ashamed you wear them.
“But,” I sniffled, “I don’t want to wear them.”
“I know you don’t,” she explained as she took the diaper from underneath me and threw it out, “but you know the deal we had, you’re going to be wearing diapers for a long time, until I feel you’re ready.”

Maria then took a wipe and gently cleaned my soiled private areas, as she threw it away, she grabbed a bottle of ointment and put some in her hand. She then started to rub it into my fur, and then powdered my soon to be diapered areas. As she finished changing me she rebuttoned my Onesie. She set back on the ground and brought me into the living room. The television was now displaying a grotesque monster, in some sort of badly made horror film. When I noticed Julian was there, I hid behind Maria.

When the boy realised I was in the room he was quick to turn off the movie, and he turned his attention to us.

“Come on Kobi, you two need to get better acquainted,” she explained as she scooped me up and put me on Julian’s lap, and handed him the bottle she had set on the table earlier.

A little nervous of the teenager whom I was now sitting on I was a little reluctant to do what he wanted me to. After a couple of minutes and a feeble struggle Julian finally got me to lie back in the cradling position; then he put the bottle to my lips. I opened my mouth to tell him I could do it on my own, but I was cut off when he stuck the nipple in my mouth.

Instinctively I began to suck on the nipple, and it expelled warm secretion of formula. As I swallow the liquid, it soothed me; it made me feel as if I were surrounded in warmth. As I drifted off to sleep I mumbled through the bottle’s nipple “I could get used to this.” I hoped no one understood what I said, and soon enough I drifted off to sleep.



When I awoke I was in the crib in the Nursery. I guess I was glad it wasn’t a dream. I yawned and stretched out, then stood up. As I looked around I realised that there was something weird about the Nursery. It was twisted and strange. Scary music started to play and it sounded like there were people screaming. Just then the door blew open and I fell back. A tall shadowy figure started to approach the crib.

“It’s time to go back Kobi,” the shadowed figure told me in an inhuman voice.
“No!” I screamed.
“Fine, do it the hard way” the shadow then started to surround me in darkness.
“No, please no,” I whimpered, “I’m finally happy...MOMMY!



I then woke up screaming and crying, Maria was already in the doorway so she came in, picked me up, and started to comfort me.

“Mommy…” I said through the constant sobbing.
“Oh Kobi, did you have a bad dream?” She asked as I continued to cry.

I nodded as I calmed down and started to sniffle.

“Well don’t you worry, nothing can get you cause I’ll always be here.”

She checked my diaper as she brought me into the living room, where Julian was watching a movie in his pyjamas.

“That must have been a scary dream,” she explained, “because you wet yourself.”
“Your silly mommy,” I said as I gave her a tearful giggle.

Maria set me down beside him and went into the kitchen, and I started to watch the movie. Something was strange about the movie. It was playing the same music as from my dream, and there were people running around this old mansion. It wasn’t until the monster from my dream popped up on the screen, that I screamed. I hid my face in the couch. Julian being a little shocked and confused paused the film.

Maria entered the room when she heard me scream.

“Julian, What are you watching?” she said to him in a stern voice.
“Ummm…”he gave her a nervous smile, “It came from the black gate.”
“Well that’s probably why Kobi had a bad dream,” she explained, “he heard the music and noises in his nursery while he was sleeping.”

Julian then turned off the television, picked me up, and sat me on his lap so that I was facing him.
“Is this true?” He asked me looking concerned.
“Yah,” I said nodding.
“ All right, no more horror movies when your around” he told me.
“Okay,” I said smiling weakly.
“It’s time for bed you two,” Maria cut in as she picked me up, “its way past both your bedtimes.”

As Julian got up and headed for his room, Maria took me back to the nursery, and put me in the crib. She tucked me in, and began to sing to me as I slowly drifted off into sleep.




When I awoke the next morning I felt different, like a great stress had been lifted off me. I yawned, stretched, and ribbed the sleep from my eyes. As I sat up in my crib the contents of my diaper squished against me.
“Gross,” I said as I scrunched up my face.
“You think so too?”

I looked up to see Julian standing over my crib. He smiled at me.

“Let’s get you changed,” he said as he listed me out of the crib, “let’s see what the damage is.”

He walked over to the changing table and set me down. He started to untape my diaper.

“Oh gross,” he exclaimed making a face as he noticed I had really messed myself.

I blushed deeply. I found it kind of embarrassing laying here, having my diaper changed by someone who is my age in the other world.

For the rest of the change I got comments like, “Ew, Oh my god, and how does such a big smell come out of a little person.” When he finished cleaning me up he didn’t put a diaper on me.

“Aren’t you going to put a diaper on me?” I asked him very confused.
“No,” Julian explained, “I’m going to give you a bath.”
“But I don’t want a bath,” I pouted.
“Well too bad.”

Julian picked me up, put me over his head and flew me like an airplane to the bathroom, with me giggling the whole way. When he reached the bathroom I saw that Julian had already filled the tub. The older fox put me in the bathtub and the warm water enveloped my body. I noticed there were a plastic pale, a boat, and a small ball floating around in the bathtub. I picked up a plastic pale, and started to splash around while Julian took a soft cloth and started to wash me.

“Arms up,” he told me.
I lifted my arms and he started to wash my sides.

“Where’s Mommy?” I asked him as he washed me.
“She went out to buy some things for us,” he explained, “okay you can put your arms down.”
“Okay,” I said with a devious smile on my face, and I brought my arms down with a splash, soaking Julian.
“You little stinker,” he grinned dumping a pale of water on my head.
“Yup!” I grinned widely.

After the bath Julian dried me off with a towel, put me in a diaper and dressed me in a t-shirt with short-alls. Later he brought into the kitchen and put me in high chair. He poured me a bowl of cereal, and sat down at the table with a bowl of his own. I looked down at my cereal and awkwardly tried to eat with my new body.

“Guess where we’re going today,” Julian told me.
“Where?” I asked with the spoon still half in my mouth and milk spilt down my chin.
“The park,” he smiled, waiting for a reaction. “Aren’t you excited?”
“Yay! The park,” I said trying to humour him.

After we finished eating, Julian cleaned up the half a bowl of cereal that was on the floor, which had somehow missed my mouth while I was eating. Julian opened his mouth to say something but before he could ask me to do anything I ran out of the room and into the living room to get ready for the park.

I guess I was excited to go.

I pulled on a pair of shoes and waited. A little while later Julian walked into the living room.

“I’m ready,” I smiled, as I was proud of myself.
“No you’re not,” he told me, “you have your shoes on the wrong feet.”
“But I do have them on the right…” but stopped myself and looked at my feet, only to see that Julian was right.
“You want some help buddy?” he asked me which only made me more upset.
“I can’t do anything on my own,” I said as I crossed my arms and pouted, “Why do I always need someone to help me?”

Julian sat me down on the couch and pulled my shoes off.

“You’re just a little too young to do stuff on your own,” he told me as he put my shoes on the right feet, “you’re still just a toddler.”

Still a little angry at my incompetence, we left the house but not before picking up a softly coloured diaper bag, and a mesh sac with sand castle building tools in it. Julian held my hand and we began to walk.

The town they lived in was a little small but everything was in great shape. The houses all looked really well kept, the sky was a cloudless blue and it was a perfect day to go to the park. As we walked down the sidewalk to the park, which wasn’t that far, I noticed that this world wasn’t just inhabited by foxes, there were so many others species.

As we reached the park, my eyes went wide and I forgot about my frustration. This place was huge, or at least it seemed that way, being turned into a four year old will have that effect on you. I looked around excitedly.

“Now Kobi,” Julian said trying to keep my attention, “Don’t talk to strangers, and if you need any help I’ll be on this bench right here.”
“Okay,” I said not really paying attention.

Finally Julian handed me the mesh sac, and I ran over to the sand box, today was going to be a great day…or at least I thought it would…

The park was amazing. It had two jungle gyms, both with full-length slides, a sand box, monkey bars, and a soccer field. There were kids everywhere, and all the trees and plants where in full bloom. I could tell today was going to be a great day. I scanned the park and found where I wanted to go first, finally Julian handed me the mesh sac, and I ran over to the sand box.

I started to build some sand castles, and I could tell that people were amazed because as they walked by they could help stare, and say comments like, “Wow,” “he’s good,” and “he’s so talented.” I continued building, not paying attention to the passer-bys, and one by one they stopped coming. It wasn’t until my castle came crashing down, by fault of foot, that I snapped back into reality.

“Hey! Watch it,” I exclaimed spitting out sand that had flew into my mouth.
“Awww, is the little baby fox going to cry?” the voice said while another laughed.

I looked up to see who the perpetrators were. It was two bloodhounds, if I wasn’t mistaken they looked like twins, both were wearing blue overalls, red t-shirts and they were at least four years older than I was. Well, at least in this body.

“Why did you wreck my castle?” I asked them.
“Why did you wreck my castle?” The hound mimicked.
“Because you’re in our sand box,” the other replied in a tough but childish manner, “and you better do what we tell you to, or you’re going to get hurt.”
“This is everyone’s sandbox,” I said in an assertively. “Besides you can’t hurt me, there are to many adults around.”

As I looked around I soon regretted saying that, there were no adults around, and Julian was to busy, talking up some teenaged vixen. One of the bloodhounds kicked at the ground, sending sand flying, into my face. Taken back a bit, I stood up and went to push the “kicker,” but the other hound, tripped me sending me to the ground, scraping my hands and knees.

“Look at the baby trying to stand up to us Marty,” one of the hounds laughed menacingly as he took my mesh bag, and the other contents that were spread across the sandbox, “look he’s still in diapers.”
“Yeah Hunter, looks like the baby’s going to cry,” the other hound joined in pointing, and laughing, “Why don’t you go and play with the other babies.”

I stood up, with my bottom lip quivering. Tears streamed down my face as I ran towards where Julian, and the Vixen where sitting. The two hounds, Marty and Hunter laughed as I retreated to safety.

“Julian!” I cried as ran to him, and buried my face in his thigh.
“What’s wrong?” he asked me, turning his attention away from the vixen, “tell me what happened, why are your hand and knees all scratched up?”

I lifted my head and pointed towards the sandbox where the two bullies destroyed what was left of my latest accomplishment.

“The Deagle brothers,” he said not sounding very surprised, “their whole family are a bunch of racist ass-…umm, jerks.
“Don’t worry about them,” The vixen that was talking to Julian told me, as she knelt down beside me.
“Bu-but they have my toys,” I said remembering that they had taken them, “what if I never get them back?”
“Don’t worry,” the vixen assured me, “I’ll get them back.”

She stood up and walked very confidently to the sand box as Julian tended to my scrapes. The vixen was very attractive pure white artic fox, she was wearing a halter-top, and some low ride jeans, and she had the best pair of…shoes I had ever seen. To bad I was four years old.
I don’t know what she said to Marty and Hunter, but they handed over my toys right way. As she walked back she had a very smug smile on her face.

“Here you go Hun,” she smiled as she set the toys by the bench, “why don’t you go and play with some other kids for a while?”
“I don’t want to,” I said forcefully, “they’re all big and mean.”
“No they’re not,” Julian explained, as he picked me up and led me to a group of kids that seemed to be around my age, “these kid are nice, I baby-sit them all the time.”

The group of kids all watched as Julian walked me over to them. There were four kids in all, a male Irish wolfhound, a female calico cat, a small Liger, and a golden fox. Their faces lit up when they saw it was Julian bring me over.

“Julian!” they all said at the same time, as if they had been practicing it all morning.
“Hey guys,” he replied as I shyly hid behind him, “this is my brother, and he’s kind of new and needs some friends, do you mind if he plays with you?”
“Of course he can pway with us,” the Liger said, as the others agreed with him.
“Thanks, I knew I could count on you,” he then sat me down with them, “this is Kobi,”
“I’m Macy,” the cat introduced herself.
“My names Sirius,” said the wolfhound.
“I’m Lig,” The Liger introduced himself, "and this is Kin"

He pointed at the golden fox.

After the introductions, Julian wandered off to find his Vixen again, and left me all alone with the group of kids. As I looked around, I noticed a group of mothers glancing over at the group every so often, so I decided it would be safe to stay here.

“You got a booboo,” Macy gasped pointing at my knees, “What happened?”
“These two bullies pushed me down,” I said as I looked over at the sandbox.
“Those guys are jerks,” Sirius explained, “they made me eat bugs once.
“Yeah, they pushed Kin and me into the mud,” A Lig added, as Kin nodded.
“They haven’t done anything to me since I scratched them,” Macy told me smiling bearing her claws.

We talked for a while about how mean Marty and Hunter were. It made me feel a lot better about what happened. A little bit later Macy announced that she was bored so we decided to play hide and seek. After we told what we would be doing to the Julian and the parents, we all ran off in different directions, as Sirius attempted to count to ten. I found a nice place behind an old oak tree, and watched as the others disappeared into their own hiding places.

“Hey kid,” a raspy voice said, sending chills down my spine.

I spun around, with my hair standing on end. In front of me stood one of the most ugly, filthy, and smelly hyena I had ever seen. He was wearing a long dirty trench coat, and flashed me a crooked rotting smile.

“I’ve got something for you,” he said holding back a nervous smile.
“…” I turned to run. I knew this wouldn’t end well.

He grabbed me from behind, and covered my mouth. I kicked and scratched at him, but it was no use in this body. He tried to run off, and one of the mothers yelled, “oh my god he has that child!” The Hyena started to run. He made it out of the park and started running down the sidewalk towards a black van with no rear windows as a large non-Anthro German Shepard tackled him to the ground with his fangs in his arm.
He released me and I started running it wasn’t long until someone stopped me. I looked up and saw it was a cabbit in a navy blue police officer’s uniform. She picked me up and said something into her radio that I didn’t understand, but all of a sudden a police car came down the road, and a bulky reptilian man wearing a similar police uniform, hopped out and arrested the pervert.

“Let’s go find your family little guy,” the cabbit said as she put her hat on me.
I stayed quiet.

The officer walked back towards the park, and a panicking Julian darted by us. He screeched to a halt when he realised the Police Officer was holding me.

“Oh my god…thank you so much,” Julian was out of breath.

I wasn’t sure if he was talking to the police officer or a higher power.

“No problem,” the Policeman said, handing me over to Julian, “If it wasn’t for Sparks over there we probably wouldn’t have caught the guy.”

After thanking the police officer profusely, Julian brought me back to the park, and explained to the Mothers that I was safe. They scolded him for a while, for not watching me. After that was done Julian gathered my toys and the diaper bag, and explained what had happened to me and why I couldn’t stay with my friends. Which was pointless because I knew what the guy was doing, but I still wanted to stay with my friend.

After talking to me about what happened, me, him, and surprisingly, the Vixen all walked home together.

* * *

When we got home, Julian put everything away. He brought to the kitchen and washed my hands, for lunch. When he checked my diaper it was dry, which was kind of surprising after everything that happened today. He set me in the highchair, the table had already been set, and on the plates were Peanut butter and jelly sandwiches.

“Thanks Val,” Julian said to the Vixen as he walked behind her caressing her shoulder.
“Anytime, Julian,” She replied as they both sat down, “You two have had a pretty eventful day, it’s the least I could do.”

When I picked up the sandwich I noticed Val had cut the crusts off. I took a bite of the sandwich. I looked over at the Vixen; I found it kind of weird that I hadn’t heard her name until now.

“Thank you Val,” I gave her a grateful smile, “it’s really good.”
“Anything for the cutest little fox cub I know,” she replied making me blush.

When we finished eating, Julian, and Val sent me out into the living room to play. They seemed a little eager for me to leave. When I entered the living room I climbed up on the couch, turned on the television, and started to watch a show called, “Jidou and friends” which stared a little cat. I caught myself laughing and giggling at the show’s corny jokes but after a while, I got bored of watching the program, so I decided to see what Julian was doing.

I flopped off the couch and headed to the Kitchen. When I opened the door I was surprised at what I saw. Val was straddling Julian while they made out, up against a wall. I cocked my head as I watched. The Julian slowly slid his hand up Val’s shirt.

“Can you do that?” I asked Curiously.

When I said this, they were startled back into reality, Val squealed and they toppled over and fell onto the black and white tile floor.

* * *

After dinner we all curled up on the couch, and watched a movie. Obviously it was a kid’s movie. It was entitled “The Fox Prince.” About half way through the movie the front door opened. Maria was home. She came in lugging about five plastic bags in each hand all filled with, boxes of all shapes and sizes.

“Mommy!” I said as I hopped off the couch and ran over to her and wrapped my arms around her legs.
“Hello to you too,” She replied as set down the bags and hugged me, “how is my little Kobi?”
“Good,” I said as I tried to peek in one of the bag.
“No Peeking,” she said sternly, slapping my hand, “You know it’s your Birthday soon, you don’t want to spoil the surprise.”
“Okay Mommy,” I agreed, “Wait…it’s my birthday’s soon!?

After she took off her coat and shoes, she picked me up, and pointed out on the calendar by the door what date it was. She was right. It was my Birthday in about a week, but how could she possibly know the exact date. I guess she must have been watching me for a while.
After she hid the many boxes, she joined us on the couch to finish the movie.



I must have dozed off, because I woke up in my crib around the middle of the night. I stood up and looked around the room. The clock on the wall read ten o’clock. I had never been awake this late before in this world.
Once again my curiosity got the best of me, so I decided to unlock the cribs sliding mechanism. Once I finally opened it and slid it down, I climbed out. I then walked over to the door.

“It looks like Mommy left it open,” I thought to my self.

As I left the room I looked around in the hallway, and saw that there was a light on in the kitchen. So I padded over in the direction of the light. I peeked my head in the doorway, and noticed that Julian and Maria were talking.

“How could you let that happen Julian,” she said in an upset voice.
“I’m sorry mom,” he replied, “I took my eyes off of him for a couple minutes.”
“You know we already lost him once,” she raised her voice.
“What do you mean you’ve lost me once?” I said as I walked into sight.

The room went silent. I could tell by the expression on their faces that they were conflicted on telling me something. Maria motioned for me to sit on her lap, so I ran up to her, and she lifted me up onto her. I noticed pictures on the table of an older male fox and a cub that looked just like me only really young.

“Who’s that Mommy?” I said pointing to the picture.
“That’s your daddy,” she told me choking back some tears, “ and he loved you and Julian so much.”

She then looked me in the eyes, and said she would explain the earlier comments. She explained that when I was young cub, that her, daddy, Julian, and me, were in a terrible car crash, and that the force from the impact sent daddy to heaven, and me to the other world.
She then went on to tell me that, the reason I’m still a cub, was that, five years in the human world equal one year here. So if I spent sixteen years in the other world, and I came back here, I would have only aged three years. It was a little hard to understand, but it did explain why I adapted to life here so quickly.

“I love you Mommy,” I said as I rested my head on her chest and listened to her heartbeat.
“I love you to baby,” she said as she started humming a tune that quickly put me to sleep, “Sleep well, my little Kobi.”





As I slept it all came back to me in a dream. I was strapped into my car seat, it was raining, and it was nighttime. Beside me was a thirteen-year-old Julian playing with his mini-game station, Mommy was in the passenger’s seat, and Daddy was driving. I remember hearing the lightning boom. I started to cry, and right away Mommy tried to sooth me.
Julian continued to play his game, and I remember daddy looking over at Mommy and saying, “please make him stop crying, it’s hard to concentrate.” Then that’s when it happened. There was that bright light, and I jerked forward, and when I woke up, everything was gone…

I startled out of my sleep and started to shake. I was still in Maria’s arms, so I looked up at her for reassurance.

“Was it my fault Mommy?” I said with a whimper, “did Daddy die because of me?”

Good story! I never read the original series but I'll be looking forward to the new entries.

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