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How will the overweight babysitter deal with his new ward?? \n\n\nHah I have no idea where the inspiration come from for this, but enjoy those of you into this funky stuff :D", "description_bbcode_parsed": "Fresh out of College, 26 year old Maximilian starts off his cub-rearing career by being a specialist babysitter for cubs with late-development issues. 7-year-old polar bear Presley is way too happy being in a diaper and has been denied a start in 1st grade, much to the chagrin of his parents. How will the overweight babysitter deal with his new ward??  


Hah I have no idea where the inspiration come from for this, but enjoy those of you into this funky stuff :D", "writing": "After doing his Masters on Childcare, Maximilian had decided to follow a lifelong dream of starting his own business. The 26 year old pig had specialized in late-development issues and had put up an add as for \"Therapeutic Babysitting\", anxiously awaiting his first costumers as the student loans had begun to loom large in his mind and his previous part-time job had been furloughed a month back. \n\n*Ding* his phone said, the notification an email sent to his professional mail, and within it was a hastily written cry for help, a young professional couple with a son who wore diapers even though he was seven years old. Just up this babysitter's alley! \nHe called back and they set up a session of therapy later the same day, his doorbell soon ringing, two sharply-dressed polar bears, the woman with a black leather briefcase, the man with his paw weighing down on his son's shoulder. \n\"Hello, I am Maximilian, and you must be Presley isn't that right?\" The babysitter said, squatting down to get at eye-level with the little guy, who was wearing a blue t-shirt with a famous cartoon dog on it, alongside red shorts that bulged out noticeably from the diaper within. \n\"Uh-huh..\" The boycub said, clutching a well-worn plushie tiger against his stomach, a pacifier in his mouth. \n\"We hope you can help us out,\" the male polar bear said with a grimace, \"Presley simply doesn't want to act his age. They wouldn't even let him start in school, even though he's smart enough, he's just different..\" \n\"I dun wanna grow up!\" The cub said, voice babylike, muffled by his pacifier. He looked at Maximilian with suspicion, black eyes narrowing. \n\"And I won't force you!\" The pig said with a smile, grunting as he stood up, his form quite pudgy and heavy. He then focused on the parents. \"This kind of issue is what I did my Specialty in. Your son is in the best of paws!\" \n\"I really hope so.\" The woman said, then took a call, instantly speaking twice as fast, turning away, 'acquisitions', 'mergers' and 'metrics' being picked up by the babysitter. \nThe male polar bear had the decency to look shameful as he practically pushed his son into the pig's apartment, before he too took a call, the cub waving his distracted parents goodbye with somewhat moist eyes before they headed out to their very important lives. \n\n\"They are quite busy aren't they?\" Maximilian leaned down to whisper conspiratorially to the cub, who nodded eagerly, as if he finally met someone who understood. The pig gave the ursine a friendly smile and then got his shoes off before they headed into his living room. \nHe had been lucky enough to inherit some money and the apartment was a spacious 3-room affair with a bathroom with a tub, living room, nice kitchen with all the appliances, as well as 2 more rooms, one of which was his special therapy room he could never ever show anyone other than the cubs he had always dreamed of taking care of. \nThe living room was presently adorned with a variety of toys, the pig having chosen to pick out the more age-appropriate ones, and he nodded to himself as Presley began to play with action figures, sounding out booms and whooshes and clanging them together. And then it happened, just as he had expected, just as he had learned on the side and not actually at the school. The boycub grew bored, his facial fur got a bit flushed and he sat down on his hunches, grunting, poofing sounds emitting as he filled his diaper. Presley's parents were health freaks, with a diet to suit that lifestyle, and Maximilian grinned as he imagined just how [i]stretchy[/i] those agrarian-sized logs must feel as the polar bear pushed them out, the boy obviously enjoying the strain, rocking back and forth with mushy and crinkly sounds. \nAs he had learned, the cub, like so many others, had been taught not to rub themselves, but his keen eyes could discern how the brown bulges travelled underneath, rubbing up against his purse and what was probably his now-erect dicklet. The cub rocked back and forth, faster and faster, and Maximilian felt a bulge underneath his trousers as he saw the flushed expression grow even redder, the cub huffing and even moaning. \nMost parents would misunderstand that as a sign of distress, and make a big fuss, just magnifying the problem, and the pig grinned wider as he stood up, Presley suddenly going still, his rounded ears splaying backwards as his special playtime was interrupted. \n\n\"It looks like you need your diaper changed!\" The fat pig said as he came close, his nose now able to take in the earthy scent of the boycub's waste. \n\"Nuh-uh!\" Presley nibbled on his pacifier, crossing his arms and looking away, almost pouting. \nMaximilian just lifted up the cub, who whined, his shorts almost pushed off by how much he had filled his diaper. \n\"Tell you what, we'll make a game out of it, you get to change me first, and then I change you afterwards! How does that sound, little guy?\" He blushed as he said it, the reverse-psychology he had taught himself online only something that had stuck due to his own perversions. He was now holding the cub by his butt, the [i]very[/i] squishy and clumpy diaper being massaged by his pink-skinned paw, his other cradling the polar bear against his chest. \nHe was [i]sure[/i] he could feel a little stiffy hidden behind that diaper, especially when the ursine made a little buckle, grinding his crotch against the man's belly. Black eyes stared up in wonder, \"Change you?\" Presley's voice uncertain.\n\"Yeah. Have you ever tried changing anyone else? Maybe your little brother?\" That toddler 2 years old according to the mail the parents had sent.\nThe ursine just shook his head, looking up in confusion.\n\"Okay, I'll walk you through it, although you should know all the steps by now.\" Maximilian said with friendliness in his voice, although an undercurrent of arousal had it shake a little. His member was poking out of its sheath, pushing wetly against his underwear and he briskly ferried the diapered 7-year-old into his special room, where he slept and kept all his fun toys. It was a bit of a hassle to unlock the door with his paws full of diapered cub, but the pig managed with a grunt, paw straining as it held the weight of Presley, mushy poop spreading out even further. His erection strained properly by now as he felt the heat through his palm and he sat the cub down with a cringe as his cocktip dragged against his underwear. \n\"So, first you need to put a diaper on me, or else you can't change me.\" Maximilian said matter-of-factly, the polar nodding as if that made sense. He headed over to his bed, getting down on his back, reaching for his night-stand and opening up a drawer. He procured a big, adult-sized diaper, and then a blinky, oversized as well, stuffing it into his maw and resting back. \n\"I'll lay still like a good boy and then you can play the parent~\" The pig said through the blinky, giving the still-confused cub an innocent look. \n\nIt only took a couple of moments before Presley gave a start, his black eyes widening in realization, and he pulled his own pacifier out of his mouth, saliva slurping, before he said in a surprisingly mature tone of voice, \"Lift your legs up, young man!\" He then climbed the bed, diaper crinkling and mushing, as he got near the pig, reaching for his crotch, unbuttoning his trousers. \"Now stretch out,\" he said with a strain in his voice, as he pulled the denim off with some difficulty, Maximilian helping him out by squirming about, the boy almost falling off the bed when he finally got them off. \nWith zero hesitation, the polar bear got close to the man again, who was now huffing, his porcine erection straining against his precum-soaked underwear which incidentally had the same comic book dog on it as the cub's t-shirt. Presley bit his lip as he grabbed at the waistband, knowing fully well that this was some kind of strange and naughty game, but he still pulled at them, Maximillian lifting his legs appropriately to help him drag them off. \n\"Wow....\" Now he acted like a cub again, suckling his thumb as he stared down at the adult's penis, which had a funky corkscrew shape and sorta acted like a spring, getting very long and then coiling up again, dribbling out some kind of clear fluid. \"You are already peeing yourself?\" He almost reached to touch it out of curiosity, but then remembered his task, shuffling over to the side, the pig laying utterly still like the good boy he was pretending to be. \nWith a bit of assistance from the adult, Presley managed to put on the diaper, even getting the straps set right, and soon the pig was on his footpaws again, standing in front of the polar bear, big, crinkly diaper at his head-height. \n\"I weally have to go!\" Maximilian said with cub-like urgency and then leaned forward, his knees buckling a bit as he began to push out in the same instance. \n\"You are too old. You should use the potty!\" Presley said, his voice once again surprisingly mature compared to just a few minutes ago, and the pig fought off a smirk, his reverse-psychology already taking effect. \n\"But I dun wanna!\" He complained in his best cub-voice and then pushed again, feeling his sphincter starting to bulge out, a poofing fart announcing his defecation. It felt so good and so bad and so naughty to do this in front of the cub, and his corkscrew dick bounced about against the padding as he began to fill his diaper. Presley couldn't help but be curious and walked around the straining adult, eyes wide as they saw the big man push out an appropriately-sized load, the fabric browning and bulging out to the point where it got close to a blowout.\nThe pig then sat down, still pushing, and mushed around on his butt, the poop travelling underneath his plum-sized balls, the hot mess coating his leaking dick. \n\"It feels good on my willy~\" Maximilian said in his best cub-naughty voice, and Presley's eyes widened as he finally met someone who understood. He sat down too, and the two males looked at each other's brown-stained crotches as they rocked back and forth together. The pig reached for the polar bear's paws, holding on to the white-furred little fingers and then he strained his bladder to power through his erection, a hiss soon spattering against the brown-stained from of his diaper, the fabric turning a deep yellow. Presley followed suit, and soon the both of them wore very stained and [i]incredibly[/i] soggy diapers that squished against the linoleum floor. \n\n\"I weally need a changie!\" Maximilian then exclaimed, and the polar bear struggled to get to his footpaws due to his overfilled diaper which bulged out his shorts. The pig held out his paws to let the cub \"help\" him up and he was soon on his back on his bed, the boy sitting right in front of his yellow and brown-stained crotch. It was easy to see that the boy was huffing in the hefty stink that wafted up and he almost eagerly got close to unstrap the diaper, Maximilian rotating his hips like a good boy, the big, well-filled fabric soon opened up completely, the stench magnified tenfold. \n\"Uhhhh...\" Almost in a trance, the polar bear looked down at the squished logs and the stained fabric, paws extented to roll it up like his parents and caretakers had done so many times, always denying him the sights and scents of his waste. There was just [i]so[/i] much, and his white-furred paw shook as he extended it downwards, curiously pushing a couple of fingertips into the soggy mound of poop. He felt his stiff cubhood twitch as they sunk into the scat, and he noticed how the pig's strange member throbbed and squirted out more of that clear fluid, the droplet running down his utterly brown dick around and around as if on a water-slide.\n\"It's alright Presley, you can give my poop a sniff or a lick if you wanna!\" The swine said through his pacifier, smiling naughtily at the blushing cub who did just that, nostrils flaring as he took in the smell of his partially softened scat. He then extended his tongue and the pig shuddered as he saw his eyes scrunch up from the bitterness as he dragged off a little smear on the tip. For a few moments, the cub's lips quivered as he worked it around inside his maw, and then he swallowed, licking off a bit more. \nIt was almost too much for the perverted babysitter, who came close to reaching for his member to paw off. Instead he huffed, another squirt of precum dribbling out, and when Presley's eyes opened again, he noticed those black eyes follow the drops as they caruselled down his prick. \n\"You can lick me peepee too, if you want~\" Maximilian huffed, his tone more deep, finding it hard to stay in the cub-role, and he saw the polar bear's ears flutter as they heard his urgency. \n\"It's so dirty...\" The boy muttered. Then crawled forward, his stiffy rubbing against his own waste, twitching madly from all the naughty sensations inside his body and brain. His knees were just in front of the well-filled adult diaper when he had the correct angle, and he leaned forward, almost cross-eyed as he lowered his maw towards the pig's stomach, where his corkscrew dick was bobbing madly about. \n\nMaximilian knew he wasn't the thickest, a bit bigger than his own thumb, but when his member extended fully it reached almost 10 inches in length, and he imagined burying it inside the cub's soiled tailhole. Firstly, he watched with bated breath as that white-furred maw came closer and closer, breaths washing over his twitching cock, Presley's nostrils flaring as he huffed in the scent. His tongue extended and he dragged it over his piss-slit, growling with annoyance as the member bobbed and twitched, evading him. The polar bear grabbed on to the brown-soiled cock and the swine moaned in pleasure as his tip was finally engulfed by the cub's lips, Presley murring as he tasted the sweet pre and the bitter shit, slurping on the dick like a natural. \nThe pig moaned out loudly as the boy licked at his dick from different directions, getting in-between the coils, cleaning him slowly but thoroughly with his tongue. He gagged when he swallowed, but the babysitter had assessed the situation correctly, the cub showing himself to be every bit as perverted as his research had him anticipating. \nMunching, slurping, murring and panting, the white fur of Presley's chin grew more soiled as he worked his way down until the whole cock had been cleaned off. He pulled back with a mixture of a mewl and a yuck as his mind and body struggled to process the perversion and Maximilian was quick to divert his attention. He sat up, butt mushing the poopy diaper around, and was happy he had an accident-proof sheet underneath. The pig grabbed the cub and leaned back, hoisting him against his body, meeting his dirty mouth in a lusty kiss, the polar bear quick to reciprocate with a high-pitched moan as Maximilian's paws grabbed at his sodden rump and squeezed his own poop against his butt-cheeks and in-between. He rolled around with the cub in his grasp, making sure to not disturb the mound of poop on his used diaper, and ended up with the cub on his back, their muzzles still connected. His paws dragged at Presley's shorts and only when he had thrown them off to the side did he let off, grinning down at the boy. \n\"Let's take off our t-shirts before they get dirty!\" \nBoth of them pulled their clothes off, and the pig's flabby chest dripped with horny sweat while the boycub's stomach was revealed to be as nicely flat, hemmed in by the waistband of his heavily-filled diaper. \n\nThe pig couldn't help himself and ground his cock against the soggy and warm fabric, leaning in to kiss the boy, who mewled out as his corkscrew hardness rubbed against his tingling stiffy. After a five-minute, murring, poking and rubbing make-out session, Maximilian began to undo the diaper, the cub acting all good and proper and lifting his legs to help him out. \nSeeing that nasty diaper open up had the swine pant even more heavily, with earthy and deep smells wafting up. The cub's dicklet was at full mast, just as browncoated as his own had been, and he leaned down to give it a lick. Presley grabbed on to his headfur as the man swallowed up his stiffy, moaning loudly as his tongue snaked around his foreskin, sliding along his cocktip, making sure he was properly clean before he began to bob his head slowly. Mewling with need, instincts made him push his babysitter up and down faster, to which the pig smiled, his paw reaching for his own diaper, dragging it along the sheets, until it was close to the polar bear's head. He got his fingers underneath and then hoisted it through the air, Presley barking out in surprise, as the log-filled, adult diaper landed straight on his face, a thick manturd plopping directly into his maw.\nThe cub gurgled and Maximilian suckled him harder, feeling his chin grow strained from all the chunky poop it rested on. He kept his paw on the upended diaper, mashing it about, dragging his scat and wrung-out piss all over the white fur, Presley whining, dicklet twitching, teeth munching as he instinctively sought out the meal he had never known he craved.\nIt was called the Oral Phase, and it was obvious it had been denied to the cub by overprotective yet busy parents. \n\nThe pig's cock twitched and he moved to up the ante, shifting his weight, releasing the trembling stiffy, the couple of inches of humanoid dick leaking a tiny bit of precum. \nAfter the Oral Phase came the Anal Phase after all. \nHe dragged his manhood through the most sloppy of the cub's shit first, getting it all lubed up, and then squeezed the thumb-sized head against his soiled pucker. He still had a paw on the upended diaper, and was about to use the other to keep the cub's leg up, but Presley showed himself to be a good boy and rotated his hips as far back as possible, grabbing under his knees, allowing the swine to gain full access to his virgin ass. \nWith how slippery it all was, the length drove in easily, the fat pig slowly pushing in, with inch after inch of corkscrew cock entering his rectum and then travelling further inside. Maximilian teased the boy by flexing his pelvis, his cock extending to full length, which made him cry out with need at it suddenly poked four inches deeper up his colon. \n\"You like that, huh?\" The perverted babysitter said as he shifted his weight ever forward, his huge balls now resting on the cub's mound of scat, the heat and mess closing in on all sides turning pink skin brown. \n\nMeanwhile Presley had munched down one whole full man-turd and was dragging his maw around, tongue extended, searching for another, piss and softer shit getting into his mouth. He gagged and burped as he swallowed down, his stomach already feeling bloated, with his backside sending out surges of strange pleasure and that wonderful fullness as Maximilian soon bottomed out, his corkscrew dick feeling like it was almost hitting his throat when it surged and straightened out, snaking its way through his bowels. \nHe mewled loudly as the adult diaper finally revealed another big turd and he plunged his muzzle against it, the pig helping him out by holding it in place now he understood what it was the cub wanted. \nAt first it had been sheer newfound perversion that drove the polar bear, but Presley now found the headspace to fully acknowledge the putrid flavours of the shit he was chomping on, that occasional crunch, that sensation of sweet fluids from some undigested veggie. His nostrils were clogged, so some flavours were muted, others magnified, and as his whole face was under the man's diaper, he also enjoyed the sensation of turds and piss grinding into his forehead, squishing funnily against his eyelids, some even running into his ears. \nHis babysitter buckled his hips then, that long and strange length filling him up from bottom to top and he just suckled on the big turd almost like a pacifier as he was rutted, his little stiffy rubbing against the fat pig's thick stomach. Waves of euphoria crested higher and higher inside his young body as he mewled through the diaper, letting the man know to keep going and please a bit harder too. \n\nMaximillian upped his tempo, really laying it into the cub's not-so-virginal ass, the boy's insides clenching all along his corkscrew shaft. The polar bear's legs had wrapped around his waist and his ballsack was lifted out of the cub's full diaper, scat-smeared plums plapping against the base of his stubby tail. He lifted off his own diaper, revealing the utterly soiled face of Presley and he leaned in, braving his own taste, lips meeting stained lips, tongue travelling inside to roll around his own turd, sending surges of perversion through his brain that had his stones clench up tight against his body. All this was enough to send the cub over the edge, and Maximilian felt his stiffy throb and tremble against his big belly, even shooting out a couple of drops of cubmilk, his tailhole clenching up and milking him in the throes of his passion. \nHe moaned into the polar bear's mouth as he helped him break up the shit, cramming his hips as hard as he could and finally unloaded inside the orgasming cub, the man shivering and doing slow and strong strokes that coated Presley's insides with rope after rope of cum. They kept up their heated kissing, the man's orgasm prolonged, the cub huffing and gurgling as he swallowed down his shit, feeling more and more bloated from both sides.\n\n\n\n\"That's alright, let it all out~\" The pig said, Presley complaining as he pushed out, swollen ring-muscle expelling what felt like a diaper's worth of swine semen. It all squirted out, some of it brown, most of it fully white and frothy, to coat the mound of cubshit in his own diaper. \n\"Now dig in!\" The man had hid him on knees and elbows, the sea of cum and cubscat wafting up nasty and musky aromas. His babysitter had licked his eyes clean and he looked at the slop with some amount of trepidation. Presley mewled as his perverted babysitter licked at his well-stretched pucker for a while, eyes focusing in on his own diaper, and when he felt the welcome pressure of Maximilian's leaking cocktip he finally committed, full stomach protesting as his open maw sucked in a big load of slimy cum and a good bite of his own, cooling shit, the mess quickly swallowed and followed by another big gulp. The pig praised him and pushed in and the polar bear simply sunk his whole head into his own mess, moaning out in pleasure as he was rutted again. \n\n\n---------------------------\n\n\nThe polar bear grunted as he lifted up his son, the freshly-washed cub snoring gently.\n\"How long until you have him potty-trained?\" The woman asked, handing Maximilian a couple of bills. \n\"With how intense a regimen I am having him under, I expect no more than three months of daily visits!\" \nShaking her head, yet hopeful for the best, the sharply-dressed woman opened the door for her husband, the latter complaining that it smelled like his son had eaten something foul and definitely needed his teeth brushed before bedtime. \n\nMaximilian sat himself down on his couch, rubbing his crotch absentmindedly, thinking of all the perverted things he would do with the boy. \nAlthough...\nThere wouldn't be much time for reverse psychology if they were rutting all the time.\n\nHe nodded to himself. Next time he would take a different approach. \n\nSomething chastity-based maybe?\n ", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "After doing his Masters on Childcare, Maximilian had decided to follow a lifelong dream of starting his own business. The 26 year old pig had specialized in late-development issues and had put up an add as for "Therapeutic Babysitting", anxiously awaiting his first costumers as the student loans had begun to loom large in his mind and his previous part-time job had been furloughed a month back.

*Ding* his phone said, the notification an email sent to his professional mail, and within it was a hastily written cry for help, a young professional couple with a son who wore diapers even though he was seven years old. Just up this babysitter's alley!
He called back and they set up a session of therapy later the same day, his doorbell soon ringing, two sharply-dressed polar bears, the woman with a black leather briefcase, the man with his paw weighing down on his son's shoulder.
"Hello, I am Maximilian, and you must be Presley isn't that right?" The babysitter said, squatting down to get at eye-level with the little guy, who was wearing a blue t-shirt with a famous cartoon dog on it, alongside red shorts that bulged out noticeably from the diaper within.
"Uh-huh.." The boycub said, clutching a well-worn plushie tiger against his stomach, a pacifier in his mouth.
"We hope you can help us out," the male polar bear said with a grimace, "Presley simply doesn't want to act his age. They wouldn't even let him start in school, even though he's smart enough, he's just different.."
"I dun wanna grow up!" The cub said, voice babylike, muffled by his pacifier. He looked at Maximilian with suspicion, black eyes narrowing.
"And I won't force you!" The pig said with a smile, grunting as he stood up, his form quite pudgy and heavy. He then focused on the parents. "This kind of issue is what I did my Specialty in. Your son is in the best of paws!"
"I really hope so." The woman said, then took a call, instantly speaking twice as fast, turning away, 'acquisitions', 'mergers' and 'metrics' being picked up by the babysitter.
The male polar bear had the decency to look shameful as he practically pushed his son into the pig's apartment, before he too took a call, the cub waving his distracted parents goodbye with somewhat moist eyes before they headed out to their very important lives.

"They are quite busy aren't they?" Maximilian leaned down to whisper conspiratorially to the cub, who nodded eagerly, as if he finally met someone who understood. The pig gave the ursine a friendly smile and then got his shoes off before they headed into his living room.
He had been lucky enough to inherit some money and the apartment was a spacious 3-room affair with a bathroom with a tub, living room, nice kitchen with all the appliances, as well as 2 more rooms, one of which was his special therapy room he could never ever show anyone other than the cubs he had always dreamed of taking care of.
The living room was presently adorned with a variety of toys, the pig having chosen to pick out the more age-appropriate ones, and he nodded to himself as Presley began to play with action figures, sounding out booms and whooshes and clanging them together. And then it happened, just as he had expected, just as he had learned on the side and not actually at the school. The boycub grew bored, his facial fur got a bit flushed and he sat down on his hunches, grunting, poofing sounds emitting as he filled his diaper. Presley's parents were health freaks, with a diet to suit that lifestyle, and Maximilian grinned as he imagined just how stretchy those agrarian-sized logs must feel as the polar bear pushed them out, the boy obviously enjoying the strain, rocking back and forth with mushy and crinkly sounds.
As he had learned, the cub, like so many others, had been taught not to rub themselves, but his keen eyes could discern how the brown bulges travelled underneath, rubbing up against his purse and what was probably his now-erect dicklet. The cub rocked back and forth, faster and faster, and Maximilian felt a bulge underneath his trousers as he saw the flushed expression grow even redder, the cub huffing and even moaning.
Most parents would misunderstand that as a sign of distress, and make a big fuss, just magnifying the problem, and the pig grinned wider as he stood up, Presley suddenly going still, his rounded ears splaying backwards as his special playtime was interrupted.

"It looks like you need your diaper changed!" The fat pig said as he came close, his nose now able to take in the earthy scent of the boycub's waste.
"Nuh-uh!" Presley nibbled on his pacifier, crossing his arms and looking away, almost pouting.
Maximilian just lifted up the cub, who whined, his shorts almost pushed off by how much he had filled his diaper.
"Tell you what, we'll make a game out of it, you get to change me first, and then I change you afterwards! How does that sound, little guy?" He blushed as he said it, the reverse-psychology he had taught himself online only something that had stuck due to his own perversions. He was now holding the cub by his butt, the very squishy and clumpy diaper being massaged by his pink-skinned paw, his other cradling the polar bear against his chest.
He was sure he could feel a little stiffy hidden behind that diaper, especially when the ursine made a little buckle, grinding his crotch against the man's belly. Black eyes stared up in wonder, "Change you?" Presley's voice uncertain.
"Yeah. Have you ever tried changing anyone else? Maybe your little brother?" That toddler 2 years old according to the mail the parents had sent.
The ursine just shook his head, looking up in confusion.
"Okay, I'll walk you through it, although you should know all the steps by now." Maximilian said with friendliness in his voice, although an undercurrent of arousal had it shake a little. His member was poking out of its sheath, pushing wetly against his underwear and he briskly ferried the diapered 7-year-old into his special room, where he slept and kept all his fun toys. It was a bit of a hassle to unlock the door with his paws full of diapered cub, but the pig managed with a grunt, paw straining as it held the weight of Presley, mushy poop spreading out even further. His erection strained properly by now as he felt the heat through his palm and he sat the cub down with a cringe as his cocktip dragged against his underwear.
"So, first you need to put a diaper on me, or else you can't change me." Maximilian said matter-of-factly, the polar nodding as if that made sense. He headed over to his bed, getting down on his back, reaching for his night-stand and opening up a drawer. He procured a big, adult-sized diaper, and then a blinky, oversized as well, stuffing it into his maw and resting back.
"I'll lay still like a good boy and then you can play the parent~" The pig said through the blinky, giving the still-confused cub an innocent look.

It only took a couple of moments before Presley gave a start, his black eyes widening in realization, and he pulled his own pacifier out of his mouth, saliva slurping, before he said in a surprisingly mature tone of voice, "Lift your legs up, young man!" He then climbed the bed, diaper crinkling and mushing, as he got near the pig, reaching for his crotch, unbuttoning his trousers. "Now stretch out," he said with a strain in his voice, as he pulled the denim off with some difficulty, Maximilian helping him out by squirming about, the boy almost falling off the bed when he finally got them off.
With zero hesitation, the polar bear got close to the man again, who was now huffing, his porcine erection straining against his precum-soaked underwear which incidentally had the same comic book dog on it as the cub's t-shirt. Presley bit his lip as he grabbed at the waistband, knowing fully well that this was some kind of strange and naughty game, but he still pulled at them, Maximillian lifting his legs appropriately to help him drag them off.
"Wow...." Now he acted like a cub again, suckling his thumb as he stared down at the adult's penis, which had a funky corkscrew shape and sorta acted like a spring, getting very long and then coiling up again, dribbling out some kind of clear fluid. "You are already peeing yourself?" He almost reached to touch it out of curiosity, but then remembered his task, shuffling over to the side, the pig laying utterly still like the good boy he was pretending to be.
With a bit of assistance from the adult, Presley managed to put on the diaper, even getting the straps set right, and soon the pig was on his footpaws again, standing in front of the polar bear, big, crinkly diaper at his head-height.
"I weally have to go!" Maximilian said with cub-like urgency and then leaned forward, his knees buckling a bit as he began to push out in the same instance.
"You are too old. You should use the potty!" Presley said, his voice once again surprisingly mature compared to just a few minutes ago, and the pig fought off a smirk, his reverse-psychology already taking effect.
"But I dun wanna!" He complained in his best cub-voice and then pushed again, feeling his sphincter starting to bulge out, a poofing fart announcing his defecation. It felt so good and so bad and so naughty to do this in front of the cub, and his corkscrew dick bounced about against the padding as he began to fill his diaper. Presley couldn't help but be curious and walked around the straining adult, eyes wide as they saw the big man push out an appropriately-sized load, the fabric browning and bulging out to the point where it got close to a blowout.
The pig then sat down, still pushing, and mushed around on his butt, the poop travelling underneath his plum-sized balls, the hot mess coating his leaking dick.
"It feels good on my willy~" Maximilian said in his best cub-naughty voice, and Presley's eyes widened as he finally met someone who understood. He sat down too, and the two males looked at each other's brown-stained crotches as they rocked back and forth together. The pig reached for the polar bear's paws, holding on to the white-furred little fingers and then he strained his bladder to power through his erection, a hiss soon spattering against the brown-stained from of his diaper, the fabric turning a deep yellow. Presley followed suit, and soon the both of them wore very stained and incredibly soggy diapers that squished against the linoleum floor.

"I weally need a changie!" Maximilian then exclaimed, and the polar bear struggled to get to his footpaws due to his overfilled diaper which bulged out his shorts. The pig held out his paws to let the cub "help" him up and he was soon on his back on his bed, the boy sitting right in front of his yellow and brown-stained crotch. It was easy to see that the boy was huffing in the hefty stink that wafted up and he almost eagerly got close to unstrap the diaper, Maximilian rotating his hips like a good boy, the big, well-filled fabric soon opened up completely, the stench magnified tenfold.
"Uhhhh..." Almost in a trance, the polar bear looked down at the squished logs and the stained fabric, paws extented to roll it up like his parents and caretakers had done so many times, always denying him the sights and scents of his waste. There was just so much, and his white-furred paw shook as he extended it downwards, curiously pushing a couple of fingertips into the soggy mound of poop. He felt his stiff cubhood twitch as they sunk into the scat, and he noticed how the pig's strange member throbbed and squirted out more of that clear fluid, the droplet running down his utterly brown dick around and around as if on a water-slide.
"It's alright Presley, you can give my poop a sniff or a lick if you wanna!" The swine said through his pacifier, smiling naughtily at the blushing cub who did just that, nostrils flaring as he took in the smell of his partially softened scat. He then extended his tongue and the pig shuddered as he saw his eyes scrunch up from the bitterness as he dragged off a little smear on the tip. For a few moments, the cub's lips quivered as he worked it around inside his maw, and then he swallowed, licking off a bit more.
It was almost too much for the perverted babysitter, who came close to reaching for his member to paw off. Instead he huffed, another squirt of precum dribbling out, and when Presley's eyes opened again, he noticed those black eyes follow the drops as they caruselled down his prick.
"You can lick me peepee too, if you want~" Maximilian huffed, his tone more deep, finding it hard to stay in the cub-role, and he saw the polar bear's ears flutter as they heard his urgency.
"It's so dirty..." The boy muttered. Then crawled forward, his stiffy rubbing against his own waste, twitching madly from all the naughty sensations inside his body and brain. His knees were just in front of the well-filled adult diaper when he had the correct angle, and he leaned forward, almost cross-eyed as he lowered his maw towards the pig's stomach, where his corkscrew dick was bobbing madly about.

Maximilian knew he wasn't the thickest, a bit bigger than his own thumb, but when his member extended fully it reached almost 10 inches in length, and he imagined burying it inside the cub's soiled tailhole. Firstly, he watched with bated breath as that white-furred maw came closer and closer, breaths washing over his twitching cock, Presley's nostrils flaring as he huffed in the scent. His tongue extended and he dragged it over his piss-slit, growling with annoyance as the member bobbed and twitched, evading him. The polar bear grabbed on to the brown-soiled cock and the swine moaned in pleasure as his tip was finally engulfed by the cub's lips, Presley murring as he tasted the sweet pre and the bitter shit, slurping on the dick like a natural.
The pig moaned out loudly as the boy licked at his dick from different directions, getting in-between the coils, cleaning him slowly but thoroughly with his tongue. He gagged when he swallowed, but the babysitter had assessed the situation correctly, the cub showing himself to be every bit as perverted as his research had him anticipating.
Munching, slurping, murring and panting, the white fur of Presley's chin grew more soiled as he worked his way down until the whole cock had been cleaned off. He pulled back with a mixture of a mewl and a yuck as his mind and body struggled to process the perversion and Maximilian was quick to divert his attention. He sat up, butt mushing the poopy diaper around, and was happy he had an accident-proof sheet underneath. The pig grabbed the cub and leaned back, hoisting him against his body, meeting his dirty mouth in a lusty kiss, the polar bear quick to reciprocate with a high-pitched moan as Maximilian's paws grabbed at his sodden rump and squeezed his own poop against his butt-cheeks and in-between. He rolled around with the cub in his grasp, making sure to not disturb the mound of poop on his used diaper, and ended up with the cub on his back, their muzzles still connected. His paws dragged at Presley's shorts and only when he had thrown them off to the side did he let off, grinning down at the boy.
"Let's take off our t-shirts before they get dirty!"
Both of them pulled their clothes off, and the pig's flabby chest dripped with horny sweat while the boycub's stomach was revealed to be as nicely flat, hemmed in by the waistband of his heavily-filled diaper.

The pig couldn't help himself and ground his cock against the soggy and warm fabric, leaning in to kiss the boy, who mewled out as his corkscrew hardness rubbed against his tingling stiffy. After a five-minute, murring, poking and rubbing make-out session, Maximilian began to undo the diaper, the cub acting all good and proper and lifting his legs to help him out.
Seeing that nasty diaper open up had the swine pant even more heavily, with earthy and deep smells wafting up. The cub's dicklet was at full mast, just as browncoated as his own had been, and he leaned down to give it a lick. Presley grabbed on to his headfur as the man swallowed up his stiffy, moaning loudly as his tongue snaked around his foreskin, sliding along his cocktip, making sure he was properly clean before he began to bob his head slowly. Mewling with need, instincts made him push his babysitter up and down faster, to which the pig smiled, his paw reaching for his own diaper, dragging it along the sheets, until it was close to the polar bear's head. He got his fingers underneath and then hoisted it through the air, Presley barking out in surprise, as the log-filled, adult diaper landed straight on his face, a thick manturd plopping directly into his maw.
The cub gurgled and Maximilian suckled him harder, feeling his chin grow strained from all the chunky poop it rested on. He kept his paw on the upended diaper, mashing it about, dragging his scat and wrung-out piss all over the white fur, Presley whining, dicklet twitching, teeth munching as he instinctively sought out the meal he had never known he craved.
It was called the Oral Phase, and it was obvious it had been denied to the cub by overprotective yet busy parents.

The pig's cock twitched and he moved to up the ante, shifting his weight, releasing the trembling stiffy, the couple of inches of humanoid dick leaking a tiny bit of precum.
After the Oral Phase came the Anal Phase after all.
He dragged his manhood through the most sloppy of the cub's shit first, getting it all lubed up, and then squeezed the thumb-sized head against his soiled pucker. He still had a paw on the upended diaper, and was about to use the other to keep the cub's leg up, but Presley showed himself to be a good boy and rotated his hips as far back as possible, grabbing under his knees, allowing the swine to gain full access to his virgin ass.
With how slippery it all was, the length drove in easily, the fat pig slowly pushing in, with inch after inch of corkscrew cock entering his rectum and then travelling further inside. Maximilian teased the boy by flexing his pelvis, his cock extending to full length, which made him cry out with need at it suddenly poked four inches deeper up his colon.
"You like that, huh?" The perverted babysitter said as he shifted his weight ever forward, his huge balls now resting on the cub's mound of scat, the heat and mess closing in on all sides turning pink skin brown.

Meanwhile Presley had munched down one whole full man-turd and was dragging his maw around, tongue extended, searching for another, piss and softer shit getting into his mouth. He gagged and burped as he swallowed down, his stomach already feeling bloated, with his backside sending out surges of strange pleasure and that wonderful fullness as Maximilian soon bottomed out, his corkscrew dick feeling like it was almost hitting his throat when it surged and straightened out, snaking its way through his bowels.
He mewled loudly as the adult diaper finally revealed another big turd and he plunged his muzzle against it, the pig helping him out by holding it in place now he understood what it was the cub wanted.
At first it had been sheer newfound perversion that drove the polar bear, but Presley now found the headspace to fully acknowledge the putrid flavours of the shit he was chomping on, that occasional crunch, that sensation of sweet fluids from some undigested veggie. His nostrils were clogged, so some flavours were muted, others magnified, and as his whole face was under the man's diaper, he also enjoyed the sensation of turds and piss grinding into his forehead, squishing funnily against his eyelids, some even running into his ears.
His babysitter buckled his hips then, that long and strange length filling him up from bottom to top and he just suckled on the big turd almost like a pacifier as he was rutted, his little stiffy rubbing against the fat pig's thick stomach. Waves of euphoria crested higher and higher inside his young body as he mewled through the diaper, letting the man know to keep going and please a bit harder too.

Maximillian upped his tempo, really laying it into the cub's not-so-virginal ass, the boy's insides clenching all along his corkscrew shaft. The polar bear's legs had wrapped around his waist and his ballsack was lifted out of the cub's full diaper, scat-smeared plums plapping against the base of his stubby tail. He lifted off his own diaper, revealing the utterly soiled face of Presley and he leaned in, braving his own taste, lips meeting stained lips, tongue travelling inside to roll around his own turd, sending surges of perversion through his brain that had his stones clench up tight against his body. All this was enough to send the cub over the edge, and Maximilian felt his stiffy throb and tremble against his big belly, even shooting out a couple of drops of cubmilk, his tailhole clenching up and milking him in the throes of his passion.  
He moaned into the polar bear's mouth as he helped him break up the shit, cramming his hips as hard as he could and finally unloaded inside the orgasming cub, the man shivering and doing slow and strong strokes that coated Presley's insides with rope after rope of cum. They kept up their heated kissing, the man's orgasm prolonged, the cub huffing and gurgling as he swallowed down his shit, feeling more and more bloated from both sides.



"That's alright, let it all out~" The pig said, Presley complaining as he pushed out, swollen ring-muscle expelling what felt like a diaper's worth of swine semen. It all squirted out, some of it brown, most of it fully white and frothy, to coat the mound of cubshit in his own diaper.
"Now dig in!" The man had hid him on knees and elbows, the sea of cum and cubscat wafting up nasty and musky aromas. His babysitter had licked his eyes clean and he looked at the slop with some amount of trepidation. Presley mewled as his perverted babysitter licked at his well-stretched pucker for a while, eyes focusing in on his own diaper, and when he felt the welcome pressure of Maximilian's leaking cocktip he finally committed, full stomach protesting as his open maw sucked in a big load of slimy cum and a good bite of his own, cooling shit, the mess quickly swallowed and followed by another big gulp. The pig praised him and pushed in and the polar bear simply sunk his whole head into his own mess, moaning out in pleasure as he was rutted again.


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The polar bear grunted as he lifted up his son, the freshly-washed cub snoring gently.
"How long until you have him potty-trained?" The woman asked, handing Maximilian a couple of bills.
"With how intense a regimen I am having him under, I expect no more than three months of daily visits!"
Shaking her head, yet hopeful for the best, the sharply-dressed woman opened the door for her husband, the latter complaining that it smelled like his son had eaten something foul and definitely needed his teeth brushed before bedtime.  

Maximilian sat himself down on his couch, rubbing his crotch absentmindedly, thinking of all the perverted things he would do with the boy.
Although...
There wouldn't be much time for reverse psychology if they were rutting all the time.

He nodded to himself. Next time he would take a different approach.

Something chastity-based maybe?
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