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Sandra and Johan decide that new punishments must be devised!\n\n\nThis is a work of fiction and fantasy. It does not and should not represent anything in the real world!", "description_bbcode_parsed": "3-year-old Bartholomew has stopped pooping his diapers instead of using his potty, but he still has night-time accidents! Sandra and Johan decide that new punishments must be devised!


This is a work of fiction and fantasy. It does not and should not represent anything in the real world!", "writing": "Lewd moans and gentle plaps were heard in the room, coming from underneath a king-size duvet. There the two arctic foxes Johan and Sandra were entangled with one another, constantly shifting position, their lips locked all the while in sensual french kisses. The bedsprings creaked and the duvet lifted up again and again until finally the man's voice groaned out, his load shooting directly into his wife's womb, knot popping inside muted by the covers. \n\n\"Hah- Think- You think he's had an accident today?\" Sandra whispered into her husbands ear, the white-furred appendage flickering wildly as it heard her words and their sordid implications. \nJohan smiled down at his wife, taking in her lustful deep blue eyes. He gave her a peck on the snout and then wrenched his cock out of her pussy, the woman squealing in surprise as it popped out fully inflated. He stroked it then, milking the last of his cum out to land on her pubic mound before he crawled further up until he straddled her chest, her breasts cushioning his butt. He angled the softening member at her mouth and she lifted her head from the pillow, pursing her lips, taking just the sensitive tip into her mouth. \nA hiss came out as he relaxed his bladder, and his morning urine poured into her mouth which puckered up from the intense and acrid taste.\n\"I guess we'll wait and see. It seems like the last couple of times being woken up and forced to eat his own shit has that little pottymouth too scared to do that. What has it been, 3 weeks now?\" Sandra just gurgled and nodded a fraction of an inch, her eyes locked on his prick as it marked her mouth with his piss. \"Maybe you were right. Maybe we need that solution of yours~\" \nThe woman blushed even more heavily as she gulped and gasped like a cub drinking a glass of water, her husband's volume close to overflowing her muzzle. \n\nThey had only recently discovered each other's dirty sides and were now making up for lost time, taking every chance they got to play around with their depraved desires. Just as she finished her salty morning drink, Johan stroking his cock to get the last of it out, Sandra's butt emitted a loud fart and she waggled her eyebrows seductively. \nJohan, however, just got off the bed and proceeded to get dressed, his green eyes glinting mischievously as he noted the woman's pout. He blew her an air kiss and then left the bedroom to go wake up their son, Sandra leaning back with a needy huff, one paw rubbing her tits, one schlicking her pussy until she climaxed, femcum marking her cumstained paw. \n\n\n---------------------\n\n\n\"He's knocked out cold...\" Johan muttered, pulling his son's arm up and letting it drop limply to the sheets.\n\"I told you it would work~\" Sandra said in her daytime voice, embracing him from behind, reaching for his crotch. He was wearing sweatpants and she could easily drag at his sheath, soon feeling it swell in her grasp.\n\"So do you want to or...?\" \n\"Your dumps are almost twice as big as mine,\" the woman huffed, squeezing her breasts against his back, imagining their son munching them down. \n\"A challenge he can't complete? I'm not sure that will be good for his development..\" Johan crossed his arms in thought, even as he leaned back, his prick at full mast now and throbbing against the fabric.\n\"Maybe we want him [i]un[/i]-developed...\" Sandra whispered, feeling the cock surge at those words. \nThe arctic fox huffed and then pushed her paw away, then went to work undressing little Bartholomew and himself, the three year old toddler mindless as he was left naked with his diapers opened up and pulled down. Sandra took position at the end of the kid-sized bed, which creaked to high hell when the older male climbed it, wobbling from side to side as he straddled his son. His fluffy white tail was held high, revealing his slightly moist pucker which quickly began to bulge out while he grabbed the cub's hips and bent them so he was almost completely lifted off the diaper. \n\"A little further to the back.\" Sandra instructed as she leaned in, making sure the load her husband pushed out would land in the middle of the absorbent fabric. Her nostrils flared as a silent fart whooshed her way and then the sphincter crowned, a thick and furrowed turd oozing out. Johan was grunting, trying not to push too fast, and his bladder control slipped causing a single jet of piss to mark his little son's chestfur. He smiled, pushed a bit harder, and the first turd was soon out.\n\nSandra huffed at the sight, her vantage point from the end of the bed letting her see it snake down and break off, hitting little Bartie's rumpcheek before it plopped onto the diaper. The next one did the same for the opposite cheek and the two hefty manshits threatened to overflow the toddler-sized diaper. Creaking even more ominously, she climbed the bed and put her maw on Johan's bulging sphincter, the last of his turds long enough to slide halfway down her throat like a proper cock would. She hurk'd and moved back, just keeping the big shit in her mouth, working it around with her tongue so it wasn't deepthroating her. \n\"Phew, yeah that's a proper set of turds!\" Johan said lewdly as he climbed off, noting his wife's serene expression as she slowly worked her muzzle up and down, not yet chewing. When he stood by the side of the bed he let his son's legs fall down and a hefty squelch could be heard as his small asscheeks came into contact with and began to push against the twin snakes. Using just the tip of one finger, Johan pushed around until they were properly aligned with the middle again and then he wrapped up the diaper, the big manshits bulging out both the front and the rear.\n\"There, that should do- Wait. What are you doing?\" He was flabbergasted as Sandra climbed the bed and manhandled their deeply slumbering boy until she was on her back with him resting with his back on her stomach, neck cradled by her motherly bosom. She then spread her legs and gave him a seductive look, while she grabbed the toddler's legs. Like this, the bulging diaper was protruding above her pussy. \nShe raised an eyebrow then. \n\"You.... Want we stir it up a little so he won't get suspicious?\" \nBingo, she nodded with a lusty smile, opening her maw and showing off the still unchewed shit in her mouth, the thick turds impossible to attribute to the three-year-old. \n\nOnce again the bed creaked, and then it clanged as the headrest impacted the wall. Johan's cock plowed his wife's pussy, with their cub held between them, every push of his pelvis impacting the soiled diaper and mushing up the shit inside. Now Sandra began to chew, slowly and methodically working apart the furrowed manscat to a thick paste, Johan leaning in, meeting her lips, tasting himself, adding his saliva to the mix while their cub was between them, the contents of the diaper getting more and more broken up. \nFinally Sandra could begin to swallow, barely retching even though the garlicky flavour of her husband's shit was at the far edge of her preferred spectrum. His knot was bulging in her pussy and he leaned back, having slurped up a good amount of his own, and he swallowed as he pumped hard, the sleeping tyke between them almost forgotten in the throes of their passion. \n\"Don't come inside me. Get it into one of the legs~\" \n\"I fucking love you,\" Johan moaned out, quick to pull out, instead angling his tapered meat at one of the leg openings, fabric tearing as he powered through until the warm mass of his own turds enveloped half its length. \nThe two french kissed again, working the last of his shit to the point where they could swallow, moaning into each other's mouths, his nutsack plapping against her moist cunt until he growled and climaxed, rope after rope of his semen blasting into the mushed-up scat. \n\n\"Ahhhh....\" Johan groaned in pleasure as the shit-covered shaft was being cleaned off by his wife right next to their son, the sleeping pill she had administered meaning they could stand right there, right in front of his innocent little face and do the most perverted things on earth. He scritched her ears, licking his lips, tasting his own shit and swallowing it down until his member had fully retreated to its sheath. \n\"Let's check the damage.\" \nThe cub was on his back. The bloated toddler-diaper had an obvious tear down one leg where shit was leaking out, but they had him on a bedwetter's sheet anyways so it wasn't too big of a deal. Sandra noted something and reached down, her finger catching a strand of cum from the boycub's inner thigh and she suckled it off while staring seductively at her husband. He came up to her and they kissed again, lips still soiled, tongues muddy while they groped one another. \n\"Got a load of your own?\" Johan rumbled and smiled as the blue-eyed woman nodded eagerly. \"Good, let's take this to the bathtub.\" \n\n\n-----------------------------\n\n\nThe next morning was Saturday, but the two perverted foxes didn't sleep in. Instead an alarm blared so they could get a jump on their little pottymouth. \n\n\"BARTHOLOMEW!\" The three-year old's grey eyes shot open with a start and he gasped as he saw both of his parents standing at the bed, paws on their hips, stern expressions on their faces. \nOh no! \nHe could feel the massive and mushy scat pushing against his rump and even his little coinpurse and sheath. \nBecoming alert far too quickly for comfort he failed to note the leers his parents sent him, his grey eyes welling up with tears as he knew his breakfast wouldn't be sugary cereal today.\n\"Mommy! Daddy! I'm sorry, I didn't mean to!\" He whined, already feeling tears run down his cheeks, his throat constricting on itself as he vividly imagined the disgusting taste. \n\n\"Go on then Bartie, take it off, you know the drill.\" His dad said, his green eyes so scary! Bartholomew had always seen his dad as the more lenient parent. He spanked him half as hard as mom, he didn't order him around as much, but that had changed recently, and this new scary and mean dad had little Bartie hiccup-cry as he worked with the straps of his overloaded diaper. \nIt landed with a loud splat, the cub having tinkled in his sleep as well, although the faint yellows were nothing compared to the thick browns of the shit inside. The stench that wafted up had him gag instantly. He looked away and pinched his nose, another gag making his fill up with saliva.\n\"Don't just stand there. Elbows and knees. Use your little pottymouth~\" His mom said, the toddler noting the strange tone in her voice but not at all capable of understanding the connotations. He whined but obeyed, the threat of heavy spankings hanging in the air.\n\"Stop covering your nose!\" His dad said in his mean voice. \"This is how it smells for us when we have to change you and that's why you need to grow up and stop doing this!\" \n\"But I didn't mean to!\" Bartholomew sobbed as he put his paw on the tiled floor, the full stench of the shit hitting his nostrils as his maw was only a few inches away from the hefty mass of brown and slime. Strange slime. The little arctic fox cocked his head as he saw something he hadn't before, slimy streaks that mixed in-between the mushed up scat.\n\n\"Get to work pottymouth!\" Johan growled, his paw underneath his wife's short dress, digging to fingers up her tailhole. His cock strained against his pants, snaking down the inner thigh, but luckily the toddler was far too pre-occupied with his foul task to take note of the couple's perversions. The man felt his heart hammer as his son dug his muzzle straight into the muck, his own flesh and blood now putting his shit inside his mouth alongside a decent amount of the patriarch's cum.\n\"Fuuuuuuu-\" Sandra whisper-moaned as Bartie instantly gagged from the cloying taste, his stomach not nearly ready for such an arduous task this early in the morning. \n\"Daddie it tastes so bad!\" The three-year-old complained, his tongue out of his mouth, shit and cum dribbling down on to the diaper again.\n\"Must be the garlic..\" Johan mused, their boy absolutely hating the taste while the father often indulged in garlic bread and butter and other dishes that featured copious amounts of the herb. His grin grew wider, crazed almost, imagining just [i]how[/i] bad it must be on the tyke's tongue.\n\nAnd he hadn't even swallowed any yet.\n\n\"Get eating!\" Both parents yelled out, grinning to one another as they said it in unison. \nLittle Bartie mewled, his whole body shuddering as he tried to summon the courage. \n\"Or you'll get the paddle~\" Sandra said in a singsong voice, the newly purchased punishment tool being what had scared him out of soiling while in bed. The toddler's fur stood on end as he whined again, ears splaying backwards, and he finally dug his muzzle into his dad's shit, slowly chomping and gagging and retching as he began his morning meal. \n\n\n---------------------------\n\n\n*SMACK*\n\"OWWWWW!\"\n*SMACK!* \n\"I'LL DO IT STAAAAAHP!\" \n\nThe paddle clackered against the seat of the toilet as Sandra put it down, Johan in front holding the toddler by his arms. She had gotten to the count of seven before he broke fully down, but Bartie already had raised welts on his buttocks from the wooden instrument. She had almost wanted to make him lick it clean, but the lacquered surface would be easy enough to wash off, as would the porcelain seat. \n\n\"Get to it then.\" Johan said, releasing his son, letting him get on his knees in front of the half-eaten pile. Even if he had rutted his wife with vigor during the night, the squeezing and mushing about hadn't broken all the shit into a paste, and he watched with bated breath as his son had to use his tongue to pull a three inch piece of manshit into his muzzle. It could barely fit and he whined and stared plaintively at his mom, who just pointed at the soiled paddle.\n\"Chew chew chew little guy~\" She said, her pussy moist from the lewd display, the cub rearing back his head to avoid the turd to fall out, gurgling as it tickled his strained uvula, face scrunched up as he struggled to chew it up.\n\"It's probably too dry for him, wait..\" Johan left the room and came back with a toddler cup with a sucker on it, even though Bartie had already learned to drink from regular, if plastic, drinking glasses. \nHe ran the water which wasn't loud enough to overcome the retching gags as the three-year-old kept on trying to process the thick manshit that stuck to [i]everywhere[/i] inside his little mouth. \n\"Here, some water will help.\" Johan said, putting the sucker in his son's mouth and tilting the glass so that a trickle could enter his mouth. \"Just keep chewing. Just like that, mush it up with the water. You are almost done..\" \nThis was so far the biggest load they had subjected their little boy to, and Sandra huffed, barely capable of constraining herself as she observed her husband helping out their poor boy until the diaper was almost completely empty. \n\n\"Now you hear me young man! We'll do this again if you have another poopy accident, understand?\" Johan waggled his index finger threateningly in front of the toddler's grey eyes. Bartie nodded quickly, burping queasily, his paws holding his stomach which had bulged out cutely from the large meal.\n\n\n--------------------------\n\n\n\"Those knock out pills are really powerful!\" Johan grunted, the two of them once again in their son's bedroom, the toddler knocked out and sleeping soundly.\n\"I bet you could fuck him even...\" Sandra said breathlessly, before she gasped and put her paws to her mouth, the suggestion a bit too much even to her. It was Johan who blushed, his green eyes flickering from her to their boy who was on his back. The diaper was fully off, they intended to fill it even more this time, eager to see where the cub's limits were. Johan grabbed the cub and rotated him so that his small rump pointed upwards.\n\"Get under him, prop him up a bit..\" The arctic fox muttered as he stroked his hardness with his thumb, getting it well and slick with precum. Sandra understood his meaning as their little boy now had his soft pecker squeezed against her pubic mound, rump sticking out. \nJohan climbed up then, lifted the white-furred tail of the way and spat a hefty glob into the toddler's crack, instantly pushing against it with his thumb, making all of three circles before popping the digit in to the base.\nBartie mewled in his sleep and Sandra scritched his headfur. \"There there, it's alright, Mommy's here..\" Her husband then proceeded to fairly roughly thumbfuck the tiny sphincter, the flesh soon growing red and raw looking. \n\"He's too tight. Even when knocked out. I would just hurt him.\" The man said, suckling his finger, a streak of brown cubshit on its tip. \"Mmmm! Tasty!\" \n\"Must be all the sugar!\" Sandra laughed out, moving about to place the toddler on his stomach so she could inspect the damage. She spat on her index finger, struck it inside, noted the pressure and then pulled out it out, getting a taste of her own. The woman looked at the reddened hole which bulged out from the thick load within. \n\"What if we fill it like yesterday and cut a hole in it? You'll be fucking shit mostly then..\" She put the smelly finger to her lips in thought, nostrils flaring as she took in her boy's dirty scent. \n\n\"I'll go first then.\" He climbed the bed and squatted down, bushy tail held high as he pushed out. His shit was a bit less furrowed this day, with black specks of undigested foodstuffs, and he pinched off the more creamy shit with a grunt, then leaned forward and moaned as his wife's mouth sought out his soiled anus, cleaning him off before he climbed down.\n\"My turn!\" She squeaked as her bladder acted first, a splash of her urine marking the backfur of their three-year-old son. She then clenched and pushed, fighting nature and succeeding. \n\"Fuck me...\" Johan growled, seeing the turds plop out. Three and four inchers pinched off, then a more mushy and splattering one.\n\"That's enough I think.\" \n\nThe bed creaked like it was gonna collapse as they figured out a position that would work, finally setting on the cub with his stomach against Sandra's back, legs hanging limply down. She had her knees at the edge of the bed and Johan was standing up, a sharp vegetable knife in his paw. Tongue sticking out the side of his mouth, he pushed the blade against the brownstained and [i]bulging[/i] diaper, a bit of scat already leaking out.\n\"Good thing he's so knocked out. Clean up is going to be messy!\" With that he presented his member to the tiny hole and pushed inside, soggy and mushy padding and scat giving way until he felt the tip of his tapered cock pushing against something springy and firm.\nHis son's tailhole.\nThe knowledge made his hackles raise, the sheer perversion of his actions, the whole situation, his wife propping up their baby boy so he could assfuck him. He growled in savage dominance and pushed in, precum and shit acting as lube. The toddler fuzzed and he just grabbed his shoulders tighter, keeping him in place with his stubby legs dangling as forced a half inch more inside. \nSandra could feel the somewhat pained grunts of the sleeping toddler. She knew that he might wake up a little, but that things would seem like as if in a dream and she kept her position, allowing her husband to pump their son. He was really getting into too, his pelvis smacking almost wetly against the well-stacked diaper. \n\"Go on baby, fill up our little pottymouth~\" She reached underneath herself, playing with her clit with two fingers, her cunt squelching wetly. \n\n\"God I want to knot that diaper, but it'll go too far inside!\" Johan's cocktip was already massively pressured by the immense tightness as well as the load the cub had inside his bowels. Despite his urge to wreck the toddler, he held back and grasped the base of his knot instead, growling wildly as he came, his cock pulsing again and again and again. \n\nWhen he pulled out, as slow as possible to avoid too much spillage, he felt the tyke's intestines gurgling, his semen and the looseness of Bartie's hole making the toddler shit himself as pulled the soiled tip out of the diaper. He had prepared a length of duct tape and quickly slammed it down, mashing his paw against the brown-stained fabric which bulged out ever more as the toddler's bowels vacated themselves. \n\n\n----------------------------------\n\n\nBartholomew was slightly woozy, his steps laden with tiredness as he was taken to the bathroom, the hefty weight of his diaper making him waddle like a duck. It was like there was static in his brain, or a fog, and he couldn't gather his thoughts. \nHis tailhole hurt. A lot. His diaper had poop in it. A lot. \n\"Mommie... Daddie... My tushy hurts...\" He whimpered, swaying on his feet. \n\n\"We can't do this several days in a row..\" Sandra whispered, biting her upper lip in a sign of worry. \"No matter.. Bartie! You know what you have to do!\" \nHer command made the cub stand up straight, his mind growing more clear. \n\"I've got the cup.\" Johan said as he entered the bathroom. Sandra looked back over her shoulder, then leaned to whisper. \"Fill it with your piss, he's still drugged~\" \nMeanwhile the toddler struggled with the straps on his diaper, the immensely heavy garment tearing off the last and falling to the tiled floor with a loud smack, spilling open, shit flowing out, a compressed turd rolling a few inches away. \n\"Start with that one.\" Sandra commanded, Bartie weakly getting on his knees, whining as the motion had his battered tailhole twinge. \n\"Mommieeeeeeee, my tushy weally hurtssssssss...\" He sobbed and whimpered, staying on his knees, moving his paws back as if to touch his butt. \n\"[i]Paws on the floor![/i]\" Johan barked, fully into his dominant persona, the drugged up cub whining sharply and complying from the snap of that mean voice. He crawled towards the mashed-up turd that had rolled away, both parents noting how it contained streaks of brownish semen. The toddler had to use his tongue, scraping off the seed, before he could hoover the turd into his mouth. \n\"That's a good pottymouth~\" His mom coo'd, getting close, a sloshing coming from behind her as Johan filled up the blue plastic cup with frothy and dark-yellow piss. \"I bet your tushy hurt because you pooped so much! You really need to go [i]before[/i] heading to bed, alright?\" Her singsong voice was laced with cruel malice and she met the grey and tearfilled eyes of her boy with a lusty stare of her own. \"Now chew it up. Chew chew chew.\" \n\nBoth parents huffed as he chewed with his mouth open, semen and scat making slimy strings between his teeth before he could finally swallow it down with a nasty burp. His eyes were slightly unfocused, the residual effects of the sleep drug, and he almost mechanically crawled back to the massive heap on the diaper, looking down at the stinky mess, belching, gagging, dry-heaving, then steeling himself and woozily lowering his maw into a creamy mound of his mom's shit. \n\"Fuck that looks good~\" Johan said, pumping three fingers into her wet snatch from behind, the sordid act kept hidden from their boy who was making good progress, the soft-serve nature of the scat enabling him to swallow on repeat. \n\"He's so pretty when he's all messy~\" Sandra said breathlessly, her snatch tightening up against her husband's digits, the sight of the toddler's brownstained muzzle, cheeks and chin almost enough to make her climax right then and there.\n*Bleaughhhhh!*\nThe three-year-old spewed out all he had already consumed, the mess spilling over and coating the mound on the diaper.\n\"Tut-tut. Try again, or you'll get the paddle!\" \n\nThe minutes slowly dragged on while Bartie went to work again with fearful gusto, his stomach convulsing as he struggled against it. But it somehow got better, the bitter and disgusting flavours slowly becoming more manageable. He bit into one of his dad's compressed turds and had to pull his head up like a seagull, glk-glk'ing as he worked the thicker piece into his mouth so he could swallow it. \n\nThree minutes later he barfed again, coating the diaper with a whole stomach-full of runny, chewed-up shit. \n\"It's too much for him..\" Sandra said, already turning to go fetch the paddle. \n\"Let's change the game instead. Hey buddy! I think you need a little drink and then we will change your punishment!\" He grabbed the lukewarm plastic sippy-cup and put it into Bartie's mouth, gently raising the height as the crying toddler eagerly swallowed down the first quarter before tensing up as the acrid saltiness washed away the scat on his tongue and made his mouth pucker up. Still, confused as he was about the taste of the \"water\" his brain could not connect any dots as woozy at it was. \n\"Okay,\" Johan said as he finished the cup, handing it wordlessly back to his wife so she could fill it up a second time, \"now your punishment is simple. You have to get the poop into your potty mouth and spit it into the toilet. That's it~\" \nThe challenge had the tired grey eyes of the toddler widen as his monumental punishment seemed to have just gotten a lot easier. Keeping it in his mouth? He could do that. With a cute little \"rawr!\" he pushed his muzzle into the increasingly watery poop, sucking a lot of it in, then crawling over to the toilet which his dad had opened so he could get neck over the rim.\n*Bleh!* The runny shit spattered into the water and down the sides of the bowl. \nHe went back for a second helping, more energetic now. \n\"Keep you eyes upwards, you are spilling on the floor. Look at the ceiling. Yeah, like that!\" \nNow it was difficult again. Bartie was craning his neck backwards and that made it easy for some of the runny poop to run down his gullet which he had to swallow if he wanted to breathe.\n*Bleh!* Brown water splattered about, some of it flying up and hitting his face. \n*Bleh!* There was a chunky bit that got stuck in his throat, and he had to swallow half of what was in his mouth to dislodge it, not wanting to spew on the floor and get a punishment.\n*Plop!* A thicker turd that he carried like a dog would a bone. \n\nTheir pottymouth boy was chewing and slurping on what proved to be his own shit, Sandra and Johan noting the stringy sliminess of it. The man stepped forward and stopped the toddler before he could spit it into the bowl. He stared menacingly into the tear-filled grey eyes of his son whose entire face was a mess of brown and black, stinking to high heaven. \n\"Try swallowing that down~\" Johan coo'd and the slightly glazed look he got in return had him wondering if he would comply, but then he heard the subtle gurgling noise as the toddler's throat did its work. \n\"Hah-\" A string of brown cum ran down from Bartie's tongue to spatter on the tiles, but Johan said nothing. \n\n\"Let's try that again. You seem to be able to keep it in your stomach now..\"\nTheir broken-down and broken-in pottymouth was now eating the shit directly like a dog would his wetfood. Bite, chomp-chomp-chomp, swallow. \nThe two perverts who looked on both jumped into action when he suddenly stopped, Sandra moving in with the plastic sippycub, Johan pulling his son's headfur somewhat brusquely so that his grey eyes stared unfocused at the ceiling. More lukewarm and salty-sharp piss washed shit down and by some unspoken arrangement they both knew that playtime was over. \n\n\n---------------------------\n\n\nJohan and Sandra looked at their little boy as he hurped and stifled retches, one paw clamping his muzzle shut, the other on his bulging stomach that struggled to hold in all the cummy shit. He hurped and they could hear the wet as he swallowed down like a good boy, both of them sharing bedroom eyes.\n\n\"You tired sweetie?\" Sandra said, the almost catatonic toddler nestled in her bosom, a regular cup of slightly fizzy water being poured slowly into Bartie's mouth. He finished his drink and nodded and she diapered him up before getting him under the covers, the tyke soon falling into a deep sleep, his filthy gags stinking up his room. \n\n\"Did you get it into his water?\" Johan growled before he bit the nape of her neck, his knot cresting her sphincter, locking inside, both of them moaning loudly and without fear of disturbing their cub. \nShe nodded and smiled, already on to the next step of their perverted journey. \n\"His asshole was really red, and those welts from the paddle..\" She commented, squeezing her ass, milking her husband.\n\"We'll have to stretch him then.\" The man huffed, his cock surging inside her hole.\n\"I'll have to stretch him you mean. You're too rough for him right now!\" \nJohan grinned and then plopped his knot outside with a loud squelch and a gasp, before popping it right inside again.\n\"Good thing you can take it then, I'll handle the spankings~\"\n\n\n\nMeanwhile, knocked out little Bartholomew had his thumb in his mouth which was still brownstained despite a thorough bath and two whole brushings, the digit's white fur soiled by now. \nSo was his diaper. The fast-acting laxative had his stomach work overtime, the re-processed shit quickly pouring down his intestines and just as quickly splattering out his blown-out diaper. \n ", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Lewd moans and gentle plaps were heard in the room, coming from underneath a king-size duvet. There the two arctic foxes Johan and Sandra were entangled with one another, constantly shifting position, their lips locked all the while in sensual french kisses. The bedsprings creaked and the duvet lifted up again and again until finally the man's voice groaned out, his load shooting directly into his wife's womb, knot popping inside muted by the covers.

"Hah- Think- You think he's had an accident today?" Sandra whispered into her husbands ear, the white-furred appendage flickering wildly as it heard her words and their sordid implications.
Johan smiled down at his wife, taking in her lustful deep blue eyes. He gave her a peck on the snout and then wrenched his cock out of her pussy, the woman squealing in surprise as it popped out fully inflated. He stroked it then, milking the last of his cum out to land on her pubic mound before he crawled further up until he straddled her chest, her breasts cushioning his butt. He angled the softening member at her mouth and she lifted her head from the pillow, pursing her lips, taking just the sensitive tip into her mouth.
A hiss came out as he relaxed his bladder, and his morning urine poured into her mouth which puckered up from the intense and acrid taste.
"I guess we'll wait and see. It seems like the last couple of times being woken up and forced to eat his own shit has that little pottymouth too scared to do that. What has it been, 3 weeks now?" Sandra just gurgled and nodded a fraction of an inch, her eyes locked on his prick as it marked her mouth with his piss. "Maybe you were right. Maybe we need that solution of yours~"
The woman blushed even more heavily as she gulped and gasped like a cub drinking a glass of water, her husband's volume close to overflowing her muzzle.

They had only recently discovered each other's dirty sides and were now making up for lost time, taking every chance they got to play around with their depraved desires. Just as she finished her salty morning drink, Johan stroking his cock to get the last of it out, Sandra's butt emitted a loud fart and she waggled her eyebrows seductively.
Johan, however, just got off the bed and proceeded to get dressed, his green eyes glinting mischievously as he noted the woman's pout. He blew her an air kiss and then left the bedroom to go wake up their son, Sandra leaning back with a needy huff, one paw rubbing her tits, one schlicking her pussy until she climaxed, femcum marking her cumstained paw.


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"He's knocked out cold..." Johan muttered, pulling his son's arm up and letting it drop limply to the sheets.
"I told you it would work~" Sandra said in her daytime voice, embracing him from behind, reaching for his crotch. He was wearing sweatpants and she could easily drag at his sheath, soon feeling it swell in her grasp.
"So do you want to or...?"
"Your dumps are almost twice as big as mine," the woman huffed, squeezing her breasts against his back, imagining their son munching them down.
"A challenge he can't complete? I'm not sure that will be good for his development.." Johan crossed his arms in thought, even as he leaned back, his prick at full mast now and throbbing against the fabric.
"Maybe we want him un-developed..." Sandra whispered, feeling the cock surge at those words.
The arctic fox huffed and then pushed her paw away, then went to work undressing little Bartholomew and himself, the three year old toddler mindless as he was left naked with his diapers opened up and pulled down. Sandra took position at the end of the kid-sized bed, which creaked to high hell when the older male climbed it, wobbling from side to side as he straddled his son. His fluffy white tail was held high, revealing his slightly moist pucker which quickly began to bulge out while he grabbed the cub's hips and bent them so he was almost completely lifted off the diaper.
"A little further to the back." Sandra instructed as she leaned in, making sure the load her husband pushed out would land in the middle of the absorbent fabric. Her nostrils flared as a silent fart whooshed her way and then the sphincter crowned, a thick and furrowed turd oozing out. Johan was grunting, trying not to push too fast, and his bladder control slipped causing a single jet of piss to mark his little son's chestfur. He smiled, pushed a bit harder, and the first turd was soon out.

Sandra huffed at the sight, her vantage point from the end of the bed letting her see it snake down and break off, hitting little Bartie's rumpcheek before it plopped onto the diaper. The next one did the same for the opposite cheek and the two hefty manshits threatened to overflow the toddler-sized diaper. Creaking even more ominously, she climbed the bed and put her maw on Johan's bulging sphincter, the last of his turds long enough to slide halfway down her throat like a proper cock would. She hurk'd and moved back, just keeping the big shit in her mouth, working it around with her tongue so it wasn't deepthroating her.
"Phew, yeah that's a proper set of turds!" Johan said lewdly as he climbed off, noting his wife's serene expression as she slowly worked her muzzle up and down, not yet chewing. When he stood by the side of the bed he let his son's legs fall down and a hefty squelch could be heard as his small asscheeks came into contact with and began to push against the twin snakes. Using just the tip of one finger, Johan pushed around until they were properly aligned with the middle again and then he wrapped up the diaper, the big manshits bulging out both the front and the rear.
"There, that should do- Wait. What are you doing?" He was flabbergasted as Sandra climbed the bed and manhandled their deeply slumbering boy until she was on her back with him resting with his back on her stomach, neck cradled by her motherly bosom. She then spread her legs and gave him a seductive look, while she grabbed the toddler's legs. Like this, the bulging diaper was protruding above her pussy.
She raised an eyebrow then.
"You.... Want we stir it up a little so he won't get suspicious?"
Bingo, she nodded with a lusty smile, opening her maw and showing off the still unchewed shit in her mouth, the thick turds impossible to attribute to the three-year-old.

Once again the bed creaked, and then it clanged as the headrest impacted the wall. Johan's cock plowed his wife's pussy, with their cub held between them, every push of his pelvis impacting the soiled diaper and mushing up the shit inside. Now Sandra began to chew, slowly and methodically working apart the furrowed manscat to a thick paste, Johan leaning in, meeting her lips, tasting himself, adding his saliva to the mix while their cub was between them, the contents of the diaper getting more and more broken up.
Finally Sandra could begin to swallow, barely retching even though the garlicky flavour of her husband's shit was at the far edge of her preferred spectrum. His knot was bulging in her pussy and he leaned back, having slurped up a good amount of his own, and he swallowed as he pumped hard, the sleeping tyke between them almost forgotten in the throes of their passion.
"Don't come inside me. Get it into one of the legs~"
"I fucking love you," Johan moaned out, quick to pull out, instead angling his tapered meat at one of the leg openings, fabric tearing as he powered through until the warm mass of his own turds enveloped half its length.
The two french kissed again, working the last of his shit to the point where they could swallow, moaning into each other's mouths, his nutsack plapping against her moist cunt until he growled and climaxed, rope after rope of his semen blasting into the mushed-up scat.

"Ahhhh...." Johan groaned in pleasure as the shit-covered shaft was being cleaned off by his wife right next to their son, the sleeping pill she had administered meaning they could stand right there, right in front of his innocent little face and do the most perverted things on earth. He scritched her ears, licking his lips, tasting his own shit and swallowing it down until his member had fully retreated to its sheath.
"Let's check the damage."
The cub was on his back. The bloated toddler-diaper had an obvious tear down one leg where shit was leaking out, but they had him on a bedwetter's sheet anyways so it wasn't too big of a deal. Sandra noted something and reached down, her finger catching a strand of cum from the boycub's inner thigh and she suckled it off while staring seductively at her husband. He came up to her and they kissed again, lips still soiled, tongues muddy while they groped one another.
"Got a load of your own?" Johan rumbled and smiled as the blue-eyed woman nodded eagerly. "Good, let's take this to the bathtub."  


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The next morning was Saturday, but the two perverted foxes didn't sleep in. Instead an alarm blared so they could get a jump on their little pottymouth.

"BARTHOLOMEW!" The three-year old's grey eyes shot open with a start and he gasped as he saw both of his parents standing at the bed, paws on their hips, stern expressions on their faces.
Oh no!
He could feel the massive and mushy scat pushing against his rump and even his little coinpurse and sheath.
Becoming alert far too quickly for comfort he failed to note the leers his parents sent him, his grey eyes welling up with tears as he knew his breakfast wouldn't be sugary cereal today.
"Mommy! Daddy! I'm sorry, I didn't mean to!" He whined, already feeling tears run down his cheeks, his throat constricting on itself as he vividly imagined the disgusting taste.

"Go on then Bartie, take it off, you know the drill." His dad said, his green eyes so scary! Bartholomew had always seen his dad as the more lenient parent. He spanked him half as hard as mom, he didn't order him around as much, but that had changed recently, and this new scary and mean dad had little Bartie hiccup-cry as he worked with the straps of his overloaded diaper.
It landed with a loud splat, the cub having tinkled in his sleep as well, although the faint yellows were nothing compared to the thick browns of the shit inside. The stench that wafted up had him gag instantly. He looked away and pinched his nose, another gag making his fill up with saliva.
"Don't just stand there. Elbows and knees. Use your little pottymouth~" His mom said, the toddler noting the strange tone in her voice but not at all capable of understanding the connotations. He whined but obeyed, the threat of heavy spankings hanging in the air.
"Stop covering your nose!" His dad said in his mean voice. "This is how it smells for us when we have to change you and that's why you need to grow up and stop doing this!"
"But I didn't mean to!" Bartholomew sobbed as he put his paw on the tiled floor, the full stench of the shit hitting his nostrils as his maw was only a few inches away from the hefty mass of brown and slime. Strange slime. The little arctic fox cocked his head as he saw something he hadn't before, slimy streaks that mixed in-between the mushed up scat.

"Get to work pottymouth!" Johan growled, his paw underneath his wife's short dress, digging to fingers up her tailhole. His cock strained against his pants, snaking down the inner thigh, but luckily the toddler was far too pre-occupied with his foul task to take note of the couple's perversions. The man felt his heart hammer as his son dug his muzzle straight into the muck, his own flesh and blood now putting his shit inside his mouth alongside a decent amount of the patriarch's cum.
"Fuuuuuuu-" Sandra whisper-moaned as Bartie instantly gagged from the cloying taste, his stomach not nearly ready for such an arduous task this early in the morning.
"Daddie it tastes so bad!" The three-year-old complained, his tongue out of his mouth, shit and cum dribbling down on to the diaper again.
"Must be the garlic.." Johan mused, their boy absolutely hating the taste while the father often indulged in garlic bread and butter and other dishes that featured copious amounts of the herb. His grin grew wider, crazed almost, imagining just how bad it must be on the tyke's tongue.

And he hadn't even swallowed any yet.

"Get eating!" Both parents yelled out, grinning to one another as they said it in unison.
Little Bartie mewled, his whole body shuddering as he tried to summon the courage.
"Or you'll get the paddle~" Sandra said in a singsong voice, the newly purchased punishment tool being what had scared him out of soiling while in bed. The toddler's fur stood on end as he whined again, ears splaying backwards, and he finally dug his muzzle into his dad's shit, slowly chomping and gagging and retching as he began his morning meal.


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*SMACK*
"OWWWWW!"
*SMACK!*
"I'LL DO IT STAAAAAHP!"

The paddle clackered against the seat of the toilet as Sandra put it down, Johan in front holding the toddler by his arms. She had gotten to the count of seven before he broke fully down, but Bartie already had raised welts on his buttocks from the wooden instrument. She had almost wanted to make him lick it clean, but the lacquered surface would be easy enough to wash off, as would the porcelain seat.

"Get to it then." Johan said, releasing his son, letting him get on his knees in front of the half-eaten pile. Even if he had rutted his wife with vigor during the night, the squeezing and mushing about hadn't broken all the shit into a paste, and he watched with bated breath as his son had to use his tongue to pull a three inch piece of manshit into his muzzle. It could barely fit and he whined and stared plaintively at his mom, who just pointed at the soiled paddle.
"Chew chew chew little guy~" She said, her pussy moist from the lewd display, the cub rearing back his head to avoid the turd to fall out, gurgling as it tickled his strained uvula, face scrunched up as he struggled to chew it up.
"It's probably too dry for him, wait.." Johan left the room and came back with a toddler cup with a sucker on it, even though Bartie had already learned to drink from regular, if plastic, drinking glasses.
He ran the water which wasn't loud enough to overcome the retching gags as the three-year-old kept on trying to process the thick manshit that stuck to everywhere inside his little mouth.
"Here, some water will help." Johan said, putting the sucker in his son's mouth and tilting the glass so that a trickle could enter his mouth. "Just keep chewing. Just like that, mush it up with the water. You are almost done.."
This was so far the biggest load they had subjected their little boy to, and Sandra huffed, barely capable of constraining herself as she observed her husband helping out their poor boy until the diaper was almost completely empty.

"Now you hear me young man! We'll do this again if you have another poopy accident, understand?" Johan waggled his index finger threateningly in front of the toddler's grey eyes. Bartie nodded quickly, burping queasily, his paws holding his stomach which had bulged out cutely from the large meal.


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"Those knock out pills are really powerful!" Johan grunted, the two of them once again in their son's bedroom, the toddler knocked out and sleeping soundly.
"I bet you could fuck him even..." Sandra said breathlessly, before she gasped and put her paws to her mouth, the suggestion a bit too much even to her. It was Johan who blushed, his green eyes flickering from her to their boy who was on his back. The diaper was fully off, they intended to fill it even more this time, eager to see where the cub's limits were. Johan grabbed the cub and rotated him so that his small rump pointed upwards.
"Get under him, prop him up a bit.." The arctic fox muttered as he stroked his hardness with his thumb, getting it well and slick with precum. Sandra understood his meaning as their little boy now had his soft pecker squeezed against her pubic mound, rump sticking out.
Johan climbed up then, lifted the white-furred tail of the way and spat a hefty glob into the toddler's crack, instantly pushing against it with his thumb, making all of three circles before popping the digit in to the base.
Bartie mewled in his sleep and Sandra scritched his headfur. "There there, it's alright, Mommy's here.." Her husband then proceeded to fairly roughly thumbfuck the tiny sphincter, the flesh soon growing red and raw looking.
"He's too tight. Even when knocked out. I would just hurt him." The man said, suckling his finger, a streak of brown cubshit on its tip. "Mmmm! Tasty!"
"Must be all the sugar!" Sandra laughed out, moving about to place the toddler on his stomach so she could inspect the damage. She spat on her index finger, struck it inside, noted the pressure and then pulled out it out, getting a taste of her own. The woman looked at the reddened hole which bulged out from the thick load within.
"What if we fill it like yesterday and cut a hole in it? You'll be fucking shit mostly then.." She put the smelly finger to her lips in thought, nostrils flaring as she took in her boy's dirty scent.

"I'll go first then." He climbed the bed and squatted down, bushy tail held high as he pushed out. His shit was a bit less furrowed this day, with black specks of undigested foodstuffs, and he pinched off the more creamy shit with a grunt, then leaned forward and moaned as his wife's mouth sought out his soiled anus, cleaning him off before he climbed down.
"My turn!" She squeaked as her bladder acted first, a splash of her urine marking the backfur of their three-year-old son. She then clenched and pushed, fighting nature and succeeding.
"Fuck me..." Johan growled, seeing the turds plop out. Three and four inchers pinched off, then a more mushy and splattering one.
"That's enough I think."

The bed creaked like it was gonna collapse as they figured out a position that would work, finally setting on the cub with his stomach against Sandra's back, legs hanging limply down. She had her knees at the edge of the bed and Johan was standing up, a sharp vegetable knife in his paw. Tongue sticking out the side of his mouth, he pushed the blade against the brownstained and bulging diaper, a bit of scat already leaking out.
"Good thing he's so knocked out. Clean up is going to be messy!" With that he presented his member to the tiny hole and pushed inside, soggy and mushy padding and scat giving way until he felt the tip of his tapered cock pushing against something springy and firm.
His son's tailhole.
The knowledge made his hackles raise, the sheer perversion of his actions, the whole situation, his wife propping up their baby boy so he could assfuck him. He growled in savage dominance and pushed in, precum and shit acting as lube. The toddler fuzzed and he just grabbed his shoulders tighter, keeping him in place with his stubby legs dangling as forced a half inch more inside.
Sandra could feel the somewhat pained grunts of the sleeping toddler. She knew that he might wake up a little, but that things would seem like as if in a dream and she kept her position, allowing her husband to pump their son. He was really getting into too, his pelvis smacking almost wetly against the well-stacked diaper.
"Go on baby, fill up our little pottymouth~" She reached underneath herself, playing with her clit with two fingers, her cunt squelching wetly.

"God I want to knot that diaper, but it'll go too far inside!" Johan's cocktip was already massively pressured by the immense tightness as well as the load the cub had inside his bowels. Despite his urge to wreck the toddler, he held back and grasped the base of his knot instead, growling wildly as he came, his cock pulsing again and again and again.

When he pulled out, as slow as possible to avoid too much spillage, he felt the tyke's intestines gurgling, his semen and the looseness of Bartie's hole making the toddler shit himself as pulled the soiled tip out of the diaper. He had prepared a length of duct tape and quickly slammed it down, mashing his paw against the brown-stained fabric which bulged out ever more as the toddler's bowels vacated themselves.


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Bartholomew was slightly woozy, his steps laden with tiredness as he was taken to the bathroom, the hefty weight of his diaper making him waddle like a duck. It was like there was static in his brain, or a fog, and he couldn't gather his thoughts.
His tailhole hurt. A lot. His diaper had poop in it. A lot.
"Mommie... Daddie... My tushy hurts..." He whimpered, swaying on his feet.

"We can't do this several days in a row.." Sandra whispered, biting her upper lip in a sign of worry. "No matter.. Bartie! You know what you have to do!"
Her command made the cub stand up straight, his mind growing more clear.
"I've got the cup." Johan said as he entered the bathroom. Sandra looked back over her shoulder, then leaned to whisper. "Fill it with your piss, he's still drugged~"
Meanwhile the toddler struggled with the straps on his diaper, the immensely heavy garment tearing off the last and falling to the tiled floor with a loud smack, spilling open, shit flowing out, a compressed turd rolling a few inches away.
"Start with that one." Sandra commanded, Bartie weakly getting on his knees, whining as the motion had his battered tailhole twinge.
"Mommieeeeeeee, my tushy weally hurtssssssss..." He sobbed and whimpered, staying on his knees, moving his paws back as if to touch his butt.
"Paws on the floor!" Johan barked, fully into his dominant persona, the drugged up cub whining sharply and complying from the snap of that mean voice. He crawled towards the mashed-up turd that had rolled away, both parents noting how it contained streaks of brownish semen. The toddler had to use his tongue, scraping off the seed, before he could hoover the turd into his mouth.
"That's a good pottymouth~" His mom coo'd, getting close, a sloshing coming from behind her as Johan filled up the blue plastic cup with frothy and dark-yellow piss. "I bet your tushy hurt because you pooped so much! You really need to go before heading to bed, alright?" Her singsong voice was laced with cruel malice and she met the grey and tearfilled eyes of her boy with a lusty stare of her own. "Now chew it up. Chew chew chew."

Both parents huffed as he chewed with his mouth open, semen and scat making slimy strings between his teeth before he could finally swallow it down with a nasty burp. His eyes were slightly unfocused, the residual effects of the sleep drug, and he almost mechanically crawled back to the massive heap on the diaper, looking down at the stinky mess, belching, gagging, dry-heaving, then steeling himself and woozily lowering his maw into a creamy mound of his mom's shit.
"Fuck that looks good~" Johan said, pumping three fingers into her wet snatch from behind, the sordid act kept hidden from their boy who was making good progress, the soft-serve nature of the scat enabling him to swallow on repeat.
"He's so pretty when he's all messy~" Sandra said breathlessly, her snatch tightening up against her husband's digits, the sight of the toddler's brownstained muzzle, cheeks and chin almost enough to make her climax right then and there.
*Bleaughhhhh!*
The three-year-old spewed out all he had already consumed, the mess spilling over and coating the mound on the diaper.
"Tut-tut. Try again, or you'll get the paddle!"

The minutes slowly dragged on while Bartie went to work again with fearful gusto, his stomach convulsing as he struggled against it. But it somehow got better, the bitter and disgusting flavours slowly becoming more manageable. He bit into one of his dad's compressed turds and had to pull his head up like a seagull, glk-glk'ing as he worked the thicker piece into his mouth so he could swallow it.

Three minutes later he barfed again, coating the diaper with a whole stomach-full of runny, chewed-up shit.
"It's too much for him.." Sandra said, already turning to go fetch the paddle.
"Let's change the game instead. Hey buddy! I think you need a little drink and then we will change your punishment!" He grabbed the lukewarm plastic sippy-cup and put it into Bartie's mouth, gently raising the height as the crying toddler eagerly swallowed down the first quarter before tensing up as the acrid saltiness washed away the scat on his tongue and made his mouth pucker up. Still, confused as he was about the taste of the "water" his brain could not connect any dots as woozy at it was.
"Okay," Johan said as he finished the cup, handing it wordlessly back to his wife so she could fill it up a second time, "now your punishment is simple. You have to get the poop into your potty mouth and spit it into the toilet. That's it~"
The challenge had the tired grey eyes of the toddler widen as his monumental punishment seemed to have just gotten a lot easier. Keeping it in his mouth? He could do that. With a cute little "rawr!" he pushed his muzzle into the increasingly watery poop, sucking a lot of it in, then crawling over to the toilet which his dad had opened so he could get neck over the rim.
*Bleh!* The runny shit spattered into the water and down the sides of the bowl.
He went back for a second helping, more energetic now.
"Keep you eyes upwards, you are spilling on the floor. Look at the ceiling. Yeah, like that!"
Now it was difficult again. Bartie was craning his neck backwards and that made it easy for some of the runny poop to run down his gullet which he had to swallow if he wanted to breathe.
*Bleh!* Brown water splattered about, some of it flying up and hitting his face.
*Bleh!* There was a chunky bit that got stuck in his throat, and he had to swallow half of what was in his mouth to dislodge it, not wanting to spew on the floor and get a punishment.
*Plop!* A thicker turd that he carried like a dog would a bone.

Their pottymouth boy was chewing and slurping on what proved to be his own shit, Sandra and Johan noting the stringy sliminess of it. The man stepped forward and stopped the toddler before he could spit it into the bowl. He stared menacingly into the tear-filled grey eyes of his son whose entire face was a mess of brown and black, stinking to high heaven.
"Try swallowing that down~" Johan coo'd and the slightly glazed look he got in return had him wondering if he would comply, but then he heard the subtle gurgling noise as the toddler's throat did its work.
"Hah-" A string of brown cum ran down from Bartie's tongue to spatter on the tiles, but Johan said nothing.

"Let's try that again. You seem to be able to keep it in your stomach now.."
Their broken-down and broken-in pottymouth was now eating the shit directly like a dog would his wetfood. Bite, chomp-chomp-chomp, swallow.
The two perverts who looked on both jumped into action when he suddenly stopped, Sandra moving in with the plastic sippycub, Johan pulling his son's headfur somewhat brusquely so that his grey eyes stared unfocused at the ceiling. More lukewarm and salty-sharp piss washed shit down and by some unspoken arrangement they both knew that playtime was over.


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Johan and Sandra looked at their little boy as he hurped and stifled retches, one paw clamping his muzzle shut, the other on his bulging stomach that struggled to hold in all the cummy shit. He hurped and they could hear the wet as he swallowed down like a good boy, both of them sharing bedroom eyes.

"You tired sweetie?" Sandra said, the almost catatonic toddler nestled in her bosom, a regular cup of slightly fizzy water being poured slowly into Bartie's mouth. He finished his drink and nodded and she diapered him up before getting him under the covers, the tyke soon falling into a deep sleep, his filthy gags stinking up his room.

"Did you get it into his water?" Johan growled before he bit the nape of her neck, his knot cresting her sphincter, locking inside, both of them moaning loudly and without fear of disturbing their cub.
She nodded and smiled, already on to the next step of their perverted journey.
"His asshole was really red, and those welts from the paddle.." She commented, squeezing her ass, milking her husband.
"We'll have to stretch him then." The man huffed, his cock surging inside her hole.
"I'll have to stretch him you mean. You're too rough for him right now!"
Johan grinned and then plopped his knot outside with a loud squelch and a gasp, before popping it right inside again.
"Good thing you can take it then, I'll handle the spankings~"



Meanwhile, knocked out little Bartholomew had his thumb in his mouth which was still brownstained despite a thorough bath and two whole brushings, the digit's white fur soiled by now.
So was his diaper. The fast-acting laxative had his stomach work overtime, the re-processed shit quickly pouring down his intestines and just as quickly splattering out his blown-out diaper.  
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