‘Running errands with Mommy all day is usually fun, but you’ve needed to mess all afternoon, and you know you can’t hold it much longer…’ and a little line from Mom saying something like ‘I’m not going to stop what I’m doing just to take you to the potty. I keep you in those diapers for a reason. Besides, anyone shopping in this aisle is going to be used to seeing a toddler fill their pants.”
Ohh, I couldn’t have taken another bite” TreBor stated holding the door for two-shoes as the Grey cat exited the Mexican restaurant. His hooves clacking on the concrete outside as they headed for the car,” yes it was good wasn’t it though , you know didn’t have to finish my plate. Eyes bigger then your stomach today? ” she teased prodding his belly inducing a full grunt,” hey I paid for it i wasn’t going to let it go to waste, ,” The stuffed horse smiled opening the car door and flopping on in “just gotta make sure we get home in decent time and ill be fine,” he stated gently rubbing the smooth leather of his cars seats, “don’t want to ruin this baby.”
The drive back home was going splendidly, windows rolled down in the cool bright fall day. Suddenly a rather rude noise announced it self from the drivers side,” did you fart?” Two-shoes complained, staring at the brightly blushing trebor ” sorry, I, my belly “he wriggled bending slightly in the seat.” The meals not quite agreeing with,” Another large eruptions of noisy farts interrupting his thought turning his face bright red, ” I gotta go”, “well there a rest stop up ahead” Two-shoes stated pointing to up ahead to a road side station. Several large families seemed to be having a picnic at the small park next to the restroom buildings their little ones playing well the adults sat at the picnic tables eating and chatting.
Pulling off the road and into a parking space, TreBor quickly staggered out of the car. Heading straight for the rest rooms in a huff as he tried not to mess his pants,” Oh no!”panic filled his voice as he pulled up short. “OUT OF ORDER”. Two-shoes stepped up beside him placing a comforting paw on a shoulder.”oh well, honey do you think you can make it to some were else?” raising an eye brow, “or is it already to late” no, I’m already at emergency but not damage control,” groaning he clenched his stomach as a rather loud gurgle rumbled through his gut,” what am I going to do I can rely move with out a accident.”
“We have the baby diapers,” Two-shoes offered bringing out the diaper bag she had been carrying,” Regress me? here!” A blush covered the stallions face at the thought,” its ether that or fillign your pants like a over grown toddler” two-shoes pointed out, ” Bu, but, In front of everyone, I’m not even sure the baby diaper could hold the size of mess I’m going to put in it,” Fidgeting a rather wet sounding fart caused a wince,” okay,” blushing TreBor set his hands on her shoulders as she took out an epee pen full of the regression drugs they kept for little time.
A prick in his arms and his hands tightened their hold on her shoulders, more importantly he tried to clench his ass closed and not mess his pants right then and there. The sinking feeling was the first sign the drugs were in his system clenching his eyes closed he tried to focus on not embarrassing himself as his body began to feel elastic and tight, chancing a peek he found himself starring up now at Two-shoes face some what far above him, he was right at knockers level and under any other circumstances would have taken the moment for some fun. Eyes closed again he could feel his size drop even as his stomach bulged. Maybe it was a defect of the drug or may be just a common law of nature but even when the rest of the body regressed the bladder and bowls tended to wait till the end to shrink and deposit an adult mess out of a little body.
His muzzle finally bumped her knee and she felt he was small enough, her paws on beginning to strip him down and lay him on his over-sized adult cloths as a make ship changing mat. Whimpering out a “hurry,” The now little colt could feel the pain of a huge mess struggling in his belly wanting out. With swift experiences two-shoes quickly had one of the diapers out and on him turning him over and settling him on the grass beside the side walk, in plain view of the families watching on curiously.
Rolling over onto all fours TreBor felt himself give. Tail flagging behind him as he let loose a string of wet heavy farts. The white diaper did not stay that way for long as his little body unloaded an impossibly large load into the infantile garment, Large messy lumps formed under his butt expanding out ward as more and more shit heavily forced its way out of his ass. Gravity moving the warm stinky mess more and more towards the colts front heavly drooping the back of his diaper against his back end. As the warmth reached his front the colt grunted a loud hissing wet hissing noise like a never ending squirt gun on plastic forced his diaper to droop, yellowing on the front as he pissed himself. The diapers desperately attempting to handle the adult soaking the little colt was pouring into it as Two-shoes just giggled.
“Oh my,” Two-shoes breathed as the diaper suddenly sprung a leak in the front. The soaked yellow and brown padding unable to take any more yellow piss dripping off the front with a spattering as it soaked into the grass bellow.” “WHAT?” Trebors eyes shot open as he felt the start of a warm wet trickling running down his legs. Glancing back he got a good view of his tail lifted stiff his bottom still depositing more mess into his tautly expanded diaper. And he had an audience. All the families at the park had stopped and were starring at the stallion now turned colt as he overflowed and soaked his now already messy diaper.
Page 3 of The Adventures of Nowi Green and her squishy little poofy puppy bro, Fwo. ^^ Little brothers are the stinkiest…especially when fed their milk. That’s about what would happen if I really did drink milk, while wearing me diapey. ^^
I guess it’s time for changies! XD Thank goodness Fwo has a cool big sister to take care of him ..V///v//V..
Also little HofBondage‘s Laura stopped by to see her two baby friends…..but it seems she came at the most awkward time…leave it to Fwo to become a party-pooper… It duh milk’s fault!..>///^//<..
Filling up on so many delicious cookies is every baby’s idea of a good meal….but…..its when we feel that familiar rumbling in our little puppy tummies, that we then must brace ourselves for a very uncomfortable moment….The Call of Duty……We then must put on our cutest and fiercest warrior face, as we engage in the big push. It only lasts a second, and after our diapers get heavier, we know we’ve won.
Yes from the look on sparkypup diaper butt and his relaxing face it sure looks like he won the battle and now have made a stinky messy diaper for his mother to handle when she found out that he have had an accident in his diaper.
Tummy ache is nothing fun and it is always nice when the feeling is gone.