Pampered Piggy

By Fern

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Gentle laughter fills the air as people dine on their meals. Light jazz and lounge music play through all the rooms. Families and complies enjoy their dinners as waitstaff bustle from table to table. One such couple sits next to the window as they stare lovingly into each others' eyes.

On one side is Bruce, a tall... tall bull. When standing, he's ten feet. His arms and legs bulge with muscles, although his gut is round and mostly taut. People would be amazed he even found clothes to fit, but the Big-and-Tall stores around here can handle many tasks.

Sitting across from him, is a very feminine pig who's half the bull's height. Despite the pig's appearance, he is very much a male. Not that anyone would easily know. His skin looks soft and bright even from a distance. His hair looks silky smooth. Even his name, Sasha, is feminine. Any male bulge he would have is easily hidden by the large heart-studded diaper between his legs. With how puffy it is, it is easily the most noticeable thing about him.

Regardless they don't notice, let alone care, about anyone who stares at them. They're having a wonderful date, and they're letting nothing spoil their night.

"This has been divine," Sasha swoons while resting his chin on the back of his hand. "We haven't even gotten to the movie yet, and I already feel like a queen~"

"Only the best for my puffy pampered piggy," Bruce coos.

The two lean over the table, rubbing their snouts together. Sasha might have stretched a little too much for his body though.

Frrrrmp... Sasha lets out a silent fart... along with whatever was in his bowels. The bottom of his diaper stains with a light brown as the flatulence wafts through the room.

"Oh lord, who did...?" The crowd mutters as they start to catch a whiff of his gas. The couple tilt their heads as they start to make out. They pay no attention to any complains about Sasha's smell, especially since Bruce rather enjoys it. It reminds him how loose his asshole is from all the constant anal he delivers on a daily basis.

Nevertheless, the two aren't ignorant. As soon as they break their kiss, Bruce asks for the bill. The waiter holds his breath as he deals with the smell. Sasha isn't exactly someone with a low profile, so he's afraid to say anything that might make things awkward. The bull promptly pays and leaves a generous tip as the two make their way to the exit with light giggles.

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The street lamps are now lit as the city experiences it's twilight scene. Bruce and Sasha hold hands, gathering some admiration from passersby. Of course, their expression changes rather quick when they're close enough to smell Sasha's mess hanging behind him.

"You picked a lovely evening to go on a date, my big bully," Sasha compliments while leaning closer on Bruce.

He wraps his arm around him and pulls him closer before responding, "you're worth preparing for, my cutie ass-packer~"

"Oh, Bruce~ With words like that, you're going to make me-"

BFRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRT!!

"Oops! Too late~"

The crowd tries to make room as the stench becomes even more empowering. Bruce ignores the constant sounds of gagging while Sasha relishes in it. After all, it tells him how putrid his farts are. By the time they make it to the theater, they have a three foot area all to themselves.

"Two tickets to My Open Backdoor please," Bruce requests to the clerk.

"That comes out to $18.50," he nastily replies due to holding his nose shut.

The bull goes through his wallet. It feels like a century for the clerk before he responds.

"Whoops, a slight miscalculation. I'm short. Do you take Visa?"

"Yes, whatever you want. Please."

The clerk goes through the transactions with finger-speed even he didn't know he had.

"Have a good day, sir."

"Likewise," says Bruce as he gives a slight nod to the clerk. As the two make their way to the one that checks the tickets, all the staff in the booth gasps for fresh air. One of them even makes a mental note to not take life for granted.

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The pair scooch on over past several patrons to take their seats. Luckily for them, Sasha has gotten into a new diaper in the restroom. It doesn't change their bewilderment when they feel and see the huge puffy diaper pass by them. A few of them get worried that the look isn't just for show.

Sasha sits down with his box of sugar-free gummy bears. As they're known for causing a case of the shits, Bruce chuckles at his date's plan.

"I tried to warn you, Richard. They installed a camera pointing to the backyard this time."

"Good, then let them watch."

The couple makes out on the screen as the piggy finishes his third and final box of gummy bears. Romantic tensions are high between the two of them thanks to the scene currently playing. Just in time too as Sasha is about to take the lead.

Her stomach grooooowls so loud that the patrons hear it over the movie. It was their only warning and a rather short one.

OuuuupfraaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAFT!!

"Oh lord, what was that!?"

"My eyes are watering!"

"Let's just get out of here!"

The crowd near the date tries to slide away from their seats as fast as they can. Bruce grins the entire time; he knows what time it is.

"Donovaaan~," Sasha cries out. "I made a messss~"

"Does my sissy-wissy need a change~?"

"Yes please!"

The two calmly gather their things while the retreating customers are high-tailing it out of there. As the couple make their way to the aisle, the smell spreads toward that side. Needless to say, everyone over there starts to get the heck out too. It wouldn't have mattered which side he went towards though; the smell is going to cover most, if not all, of the room before long.

"Who did that!?"

"Is that even legal!? That smell is like chemical warfare!"

"It's that diapered bitch, wasn't it!?"

The pair ignore any comments coming their way as they make their way towards the exit. Anyone who has thought about giving that pig a word or two changes their mind rather quickly when they see he's with a rather tall and muscular bull. Round belly or no, those biceps aren't just for show.

The couple make their way towards the toilets as the crowd disperses into different directions away from the pair.

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Bruce and Sasha enter the restroom, the girl's restroom that is. The bull loves to tease his girlfriend's feminine side at every chance he gets. Although the room itself is rather bland with neutral colors including accenting browns. It's kept relatively clean compared to most public restrooms at least. While the room isn't exactly "sissy," it's the message of coming in here that counts. After all, Sasha is trying very hard to hold his giggling as they enter.

Before the two other patrons in there would question why a big and obviously male bull is in the ladies room, the smell has made them decide on a swift exit instead. They figure addressing them is simply not worth it as they're finished with their business anyway. The couple now have the place to themselves.

The both of them smile as Bruce opens a stall. He was hoping they would get to this sooner rather than later. "Let's see how much of a mess you made this time, missy."

Bruce easily lifts the gentle piggy up as they both go inside. Even the pounds of excrement hanging off of his behind are not enough to slow him down.

"Your diaper is hanging at least a decimeter towards the ground," he notes. "I might have to up the size of your diapers that this rate, manure-packer."

"Oh gosh," Sasha blushes. "If my diapers get any poofier, then they'll be touching the ground rather than my hooves~"

"Don't tempt me, sissy," he replies. "You know I'll do it with even the smallest of pushes."

Bruce gently turns his date around before undoing the straps to his diaper. It all plops to the ground with a wet thud.

"Are you eating food to intentionally make larger dumps again? Naughty pig..."

"Mmmm~" Sasha's lips are sealed, but his grin tells the whole story.

"And look at the size of that asshole! I think you grew a few more inches from that monster of a dump."

Sasha's donut is gaping right open. Bruce could charge small rodents a fee to go spelunking in there. It might be loose for even his dick. There's only one way to find out though.

"I think it could still be a bit wider," Sasha suggests. "Don't you~?"

She hears the sound of a zipper going down before Bruce replies, "indeed~"

The bull's 12-inch monster of a cock points upward. He's been erect for quite some time, and now he's going to cure his case of "blue balls."

"You're going to feel a lot more for keeping me waiting, sissy. I think you were holding that load on purpose."

"Moi? What makes you think that when I could have held it all the way home?"

"Because you always like a crowd, you showoff!" Bruce shoves his cock inside without any hesitation. Sasha falls over and grabs the edges of the toilet bowl. The bull can feel that it's still tight but just barely. Time to make due on that claim and make his pig even looser.

Sasha, of course, has his own raging boner. That first powerful thrust was enough to already make him let loose a gob of pre-cum.

Bruce pulls back as he begins an onslaught of thrusts. His sack smacks against Sasha's bare skin with balls the size of baseballs. Every slap makes that pig's gentle pink skin redder and redder.

"Ah fuck," Sasha exclaims. "I swear you're somehow bigger every time...!"

"Good. All the better to make your asshole a huge gaping tunnel. They're going to put road signs on your ass cheeks by the time I'm done with you. If that's something that tickles your fancy, then keep the feeling of 'bigger' at the forefront of your mind."

"A-Anything you say, my big slab of beef~"

"You pink sissy diaper-lover.

"You pile of muscle with a huge sausage~"

"You lace-wearing girly-man."

"Y-You... You... aaaaah...!"

Sasha loses his train of thought as he starts releasing more shots of pre onto the tile floor. Bruce hasn't even started firing anything yet, but he still gets faster and faster. It's not like he needs that much lube for a butt as loose as his girlfriend's.

"I haven't let out a drop and here you are making another mess. Tsk tsk tsk, what am I going to do with you~?"

If the bull is slowly becoming out of breath, then he isn't showing it. There's not a pause or a gasp while he speaks. He fucks his ass with tremendous vigor. His cock fills as it widens. His anus is stretched even wider, but the increased tightness has not slowed his boyfriend down even an iota.

And then Bruce lets out a huge bellow. His throbbing cock lets out a torrent of precum as it splatters inside of his butt. At this point, Sasha is speechless. There's just too many sensations for his to fully comprehend.

"Too much to handle? Good. That means I know I'm pushing your body past it's limits. You're going to grow another couple of centimeters on your asshole, missy!"

Sasha's hands grip harder on the toilet. His eyes are clenched shut as hard as his teeth. Eventually, his body can tense up no more. He lets out a loud squeeeeeeeeeel that everyone beyond the walls was able to hear. A long rope of cum fires onto the toilet and the floor. Each pulsation of his cock lets out rope after rope of pig seed.

Bruce has doubled his efforts. His balls slap twice as more as they did before. With his ass properly lubed, nothing is stopping him from ravaging Sasha's ass. Her ass cheeks are as red as the core of the sun while he lets out the most adorable squeals anyone has ever heard.

The bull is huffing so much that it looks like smoke is coming out of his nostrils. His cock gets wider and wider as it fills with cum. The stall's door constantly makes a banging sound due to how far Bruce is pulling back.

"You ready, you little sissy? Because I'm going to... to...! Nnnnngggh...! Fuuuuuuu," Bruce bellows.

His cock stretches wide as it pulsates and releases its load. Sasha squeals just as loud as the bull. The stall feels like it is shaking from reverb. Everyone outside the door of the restroom can hear the orgasmic bliss these two are in.

Sasha's donut stretches as he feels a ridiculously huge load go right up his colon. Even though he's small, it's still impressive how Bruce's first shot is already making his belly stretch out nice and taut.

Of course, while that is the largest, that was only the first shot. Bruce continues to let out gob after gob of seed right into that stretching asshole. It is so much that a little bit of cum is starting to leak out of his butt.

Sasha gasps and pants as he tries to handle it all. His mid-section is pressing deep against the toilet. Each new surge of cum makes his stomach let out a light sloshing sound.

"You're going to need a wheelbarrow for that gut by the time we're done here," Bruce huffs.

The bull grips harder. His fingers dig deep into Sasha's cheeks as his cock pulsates rapidly. His dick lets out the last bits of cum, making the pig's belly press against the floor. Sweat drips off of Sasha's face as they both bask in the afterglow. Eventually, he tries to push himself up off the toilet.

"Oh Bruce," Sasha swoons between breaths. "You topped yourself once again~"

"Mm-hmm," Bruce responds as he pulls up a new diaper for Sasha. Cum is flowing out of that pig's ass like a faucet that's not quite closed. "It's good you enjoy my cum so much, because you're going to be sitting in it for a while. No other diaper changes until we get home."

"Y-Yes, sir," he blushes with a smile.

The two come out of the bathroom. Management was going to have a word with them, but they, along with everyone else, were stunned when they saw Sasha. His stomach have bloated to ludicrous proportions. It hangs down to his knees. To anyone who didn't know better, it looked like he was a little woman pregnant with octopulets.

"Hmm," Bruce quizzically responds to one of the managers stammering.

"I... uh... just leave please."

"Oh, we're planning to. Have a good night, sir."

Bruce hoists a bag of trash over his shoulder as they both walk towards the exit. Hey, he wouldn't leave a mess in a public restroom!

"I had a great time tonight, Bruce," Sasha compliments as he leans against his arm.

"Had," he replies. "It's not over when we get home, you know."

Sasha squeals while Bruce grins. They both walk into the evening scene, both very eager to get home for a second round.

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The bull opens the door, letting the lady enter first. Sasha gives a curtsy bow (at least as good as one can give with bloated stomach) before stepping inside to his bedroom.

The room itself follows the same theme as Sasha's outfit. There is a heavy use of light pink on the furniture and the walls. Almost every piece of fabric in the room has laces. Everything looks so dainty that it feels like staring at one thing for too long could damage it.

Her bed is a classic princess bed including more lacy curtains. It is clearly way too big for Sasha, but he loves the feeling of being in such a large and luxurious bed.

As Sasha prances into his room, he suddenly stops in place. She puts his hands behind his back before spinning to face Bruce.

"By the way," he begins. "That big dump at the theater? That wasn't the dinner I ate. This is."

A high-pitched whine emits from his butt while he turns to give Bruce a good look at his side. It gradually gets louder and deeper while Sasha looks like he's barely making any effort. Before long, that sound makes way for a bellowing...

FRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRMPFT!

His padded diaper fills up before anyone could blink. It starts to stretch toward the ground as his belly shrinks inward. All that can be heard is one loud and wet fart as his stretched asshole has no problem handling the massive load he's emptying into his pampers.

At this point, almost half of Sasha's diaper is brown. That huge, taut belly is nearly as thin as when their date started. His diaper sags so low that it reaches his knees.

"Sweeeetie," Sasha swoons at Bruce. "I think I shat myself again~ Can you change me before you go home?"

The sissy flutters his eyelashes at his boyfriend, giving the sweetest of smiles.

Bruce leans down close to his face with a smile of his own before answering: "no. You already got your change tonight."

The bull gives him a kiss on the cheek before walking towards the door.

"Can't blame me for trying~"

"No, I certainly can't. Good night, sissy piggy."

"Good night, my slab of beefcake~"

As the door closes, Sasha swoons and sighs. He has to plan another date with him sooner rather than later.