Tails: The Substitute Teacher: Lesson 3 - The Physical Activities (Patreon)

(Note: So this has never really happened before. I made a poll asking what the next course of action would be for the story and quite literally it was an even split between all who voted. Both options have 10 votes each as of my typing this. So, I figured, I'll just do them both.)

"Everyone LINE UP! NOW!" Tails snapped at the children as he stood outside, one hand on his hip and another holding up a kickball. The angry looking pout on his face would look adorable to anyone who wasn't currently supposed to be taking orders from him.

It also looked adorable to people who did though. Let's not kid ourselves.

Either way, the fox boy watched as he lined up the children outside and saw them put their hands at their sides with their heads looking forward, as if at attention.

Tails had re-visited the principal again after he was fished out of the garbage in his underwear by the Janitor. These kids needed some serious discipline and after mulling the rules past the man and the parents, he was given the okay to try out his next idea.

"Hey, where's the robot today Mr. Prower?" One kid asked with his hand raised.

"He's not here today!" Tails snapped. That robot assistant needed some serious issues ironed out of it. No doubt about that. "Today, we're going to go for a more methodical approach to things. We're going to have some fun."

The kids smiled brightly, having a feeling that being outside was a nice clue to what was assuredly going on. Of course. They were going to have a nice, fun, happy time playing ball with one anoth-

"It's called Science Ball!" Tails grinned brightly.

Immediately, a deadly cloud of misery floated over the heads of the kids. 

More Science bull honkey. 

"It's easy. You play it like Dodgeball only if the person gets hit with the ball they have to answer the equation or the question on the ball. If they get it right then the person who threw it is out instead. Sounds alluring isn't it?"

Most of the kids were wondering what the deal with Science equations was. Answering questions seemed to make enough sense but equations just sounded like fancy math to them. 

It basically was. They didn't feel at all convinced it was necessary to learn all this trite.

"Now, I'm going to separate you into teams and you'll stand on two sides of the court. I'll play along too and switch between the two teams as well." Tails said, also a kid and feeling like he would make a decent competitor. 

He held up his hand for emphasis. "You all are going to play nice and easy too. If you don't, I've been given permission to take the ideal punishments up a notch. Behold!"

From behind his back, Tails produced a single white diaper. It had some nice, if not embarrassing, flower patterns and a nice couple of artful pictures of Dora the Explorer and the wacky characters from her show dawning it.

The kids all stared in shock, mouths hanging open in surprise.

They knew what this meant and were flabbergasted by the idea that he got the okay to do it.

Diaper punishment?! 

This school was pretty strict and even stuck in the dark ages when it came to dealing with kids but come on.

Really?

Really?!

"Anyone caught acting out or being unruly in a manner that I don't feel could be passed off as a warning will be given this to put on privately in the bathroom and have to stay by the sidelines while everyone else plays. If you couldn't tell, I'm done being the nice and kind friend to anyone who crosses me. But I still wish to be as kind as I can be. So let's have ourselves a nice, jolly-old time!"

The kids looked among one another with looks of indifference and slight confusion. However, they eventually began to all smile and grin in unison, almost as if concocting a counter measure on the spot, just by looking into the eyes of each other. 

With an almost scary amount of devotion to his plan, they all nodded and accepted the proposal dutifully.

Tails spun the ball on his finger, feeling rather proud of himself.

"Good. Now we shall begin."

The two teams set themselves up rather quickly. It was about 8 kids on each side with Tails making things a bit uneven by putting himself on the left.

"Alright. Begin!" Tails shouted and got the balls going.

The tossing of the dodgeballs among the students was a sight to see. They were incredibly aggressive and didn't seem to mind when they got hit. They laughed it off, pretended to give the science question some thought, gave a dumb answer like "Peanuts" or "Oatmeal" then walked off to be called in again later.

Tails, despite having fun knocked some of the brats back with his shots, took notice of how they were kind of just... not trying with any of the questions. So he felt it was time for a nice demonstration of what to do.

He saw a kid swing his arm back and get ready to toss a ball at him.

Tails decided he was going to get hit with it and read the answer to the question off of it to get the kid out to show them the value of this savory tactic.

With a mighty "SWOOSH" the young boy tossed the ball at Tails and the fox let it hit the side of his body.

"OoF!" Tails winced a bit, having not expected it to hit so hard. Still, he brushed it off and picked the ball up. "Hahaha! Shouldn't have gone after me Kyle. Now let's see. The answer to this question is-"

BAM!

Tails was beamed upside the head from a ball on the other team, thrown by a little girl while he was in the middle of dishing out the answer.

Immediately Tails's eyes crossed and his tongue flopped out the side of his happy smiling mouth.

"Dah answah is Video Games mamma! Wots uf uhm! Wanna pway aaaaaall night wong! No homewerk fer me!" Tails sighed and drooled before he fell back onto the ground, spread eagle and eyes now rolling in his sockets.

The kids all stared at their downed teacher and began to point and laugh at him. Oh what a marvelous sight that always ended up being.

"Let me help you up." One boy said as he grabbed Tails under his armpits and hoisted him to his feet. The fox boy wobbled in place and moaned in pain, trying to get his eyes to uncross.

"Urhgh... th-that doesn't count. I gotta read off the answer before I get out..." Tails said quickly. He wouldn't be able to show off the value of reading the correct answer to the question if you could just beam someone upside the head with the ball and get them out again before they had a chance to save themselves.

Luckily (or unluckily) the kids weren't too bothered by this.

"Sure, sure. Try again teach." The boy said, dusting off Tails's butt for him.

"Th-Thank you... also don't touch my bu-" Tails began before a ball was smashed hard into his crotch!

Tails' eyes widened and his mouth formed a hilarious "O" shape.  His eyes immediately re-crossed as he grabbed himself, bending over and sticking his butt out.

"OOOGHHHHH~!" Tails blushed, feeling humiliated having just got crotch-smacked in the middle of a game with his students. "T-Time... Time out... I-I gotta get to the potty... I mean the bathroom..."

He was holding himself as he started to trot off to the side to try and leave... but another ball smashed hard into him like a rocket, fired off by a slightly more physically endowed little boy, and spun him in the air so hard that like a Charlie Brown comic-strip, all his clothes, except his Superman Tighty Whities and socks, flew off of him.

Tails was back on the ground, laying there, spread-eagled again. 

Only this time, the kids watching began chuckling and then laughing louder at a new development about the downed fox.

They could see a small wet spot growing on the front of his briefs.

"I think the teacher needs that diaper himself." One of the smaller girls perked up, feeling her confidence shoot through the roof after these past couple of days. 

"Oh yeah. Look at that. He can't even hold in his pee." A boy said, tugging at Tails's limp leg.

Tails himself was seeing stars circle his head and making dazed baby noises while drooling out the side of his mouth.

"Colonel Custard. Dats what day call mee~! Sailn' da high sea wookin fer dah potty ta pee pee in~!" Tails sang dumbly, eyes glazed over in a humiliating stare.

"Well... we can't just leave him like this..." One girl said, holding up the diaper Tails had discarded.

"Oooooooo~!" The kids all responded with wild interest.

They gathered around the downed fox and saw that the wet spot on his undies had grown to a sizable puddle. He hadn't fully wet himself though which meant they weren't too late.

"Who wants to take his undies off?" One boy asked.

"Eww. Not me." One girl said.

"I do! I do!" Another girl said, rather quickly.

She gripped the edge of his briefs' waistband and gulped. They all looked rather nervous as they watched her tug the briefs down and shimmy them off of him. They were tossed to the side with a wet splat so that the naked lower body of Tails could be exposed to all of them like a piece of modern art.

"Wow~! He's naked!" A few of them mused.

"Okay. I took them off. That's all I can do. Someone else diaper him." She said, sounding shy but happy she had the initiative to take the first step.

"Oh I got it. Let me do it." The boy who shot the spitball that first day of class stood up and grabbed the diaper. He grabbed Tails by his legs and laid the diaper underneath the derpy, smiling, drooling, dazed fox boy.

They had no powder so he just tapped it on as best he could and patted the front. That pat seemed to give a signal to Tails's bladder to finish it's business and the fox finished wetting up the diaper right in front of them.

The kids all began to laugh and high five one another as Tails started to stir.

The fox sat up and rubbed his head, wondering what the deal was with all the laughing... he then blushed and yelped, jumping up in shock as he saw the now tinted yellow Dora diaper on HIM!

He began sweating and clenching his fists in anger as well as humiliation before snapping.

"THAT'S IT! YOU BRATS ARE GONNA-!" Tails began before a ton of dodgeballs were held up in front of him, scaring him enough to stop. "Wh...What are-?"

"You said it doesn't count if you don't get to read the answer of the question off yet right? Which means you're still in the game." The boy at the head of the pack explained with the most wicked grin.

Tails was sweating all over with wide, scared eyes as they all drew back their hands with the balls at the ready.

"AAAAAH! WAIT! I FORGOT THE QUESTION! LET ME READ IT AGAIN! NOOOO!" Tails turned to try and run but they fired their balls at him almost all at once.

"OOOOFH!!"

"GGGUH!"

"GAAAGH!"

"HOOOGH!"

Tails was dizzied over and over again as each new ball smacked him in the face, butt, crotch, stomach, chin, arms, legs, head; you name it.

He was eventually hit so hard that he ended up being knocked clear across the playground and landed in a swing. The swing spun with him in it, making him go over the top of it numerous times before launching him off of it and sending him flying towards the turntable.

He smacked into the hot metal bars of the turntable in the playground which also spun around so fast it sent him flying off of it and headed for the seesaw. 

One kid snuck a rock onto one end of the seesaw when he saw that Tails was headed for it. Tails ended up smashing his chin down on one end of the seesaw and launching the rock on the other end up in the air.

The fox wobbled into a sitting position with swirly eyes and drool pouring out of his mouth right before the rock smashed onto his head!

Stars exploded in his field of vision before a lump grew on his head and got the rock to land off to the side.

"Fidaganalllannnn..." Tails muttered some nonsense before he fell onto his back, twitching with his eyes now anime spirals, his tongue out again, and a bunch of laughing blue birdies circling his head.

It didn't help that the bully from before and his mates came across Tails here when they were on their way to play on the seesaw. 

"Hey! It's that loser again! And he's wearing a diaper!" The bully laughed and pointed.

"Wow. So this is the new kid you were talking about? He does look like a dork. Can we take turns whooping his butt next?" The bully's friend asked.

"Me too!" The other one there grinned.

"Don't have to ask me for permission. Look at him. He's begging for it." The bully boy grinned as he grabbed Tails by his leg and dragged him off so the three of them could have their fun.

Meanwhile, in the background, the kids continued to have their fun, playing dodgeball and ignoring the equations on them until the school day ended.