Infantile Bliss (Patreon)

Disclaimer: This story was written for a commissioner who specifically requested a very narrow vocabulary to be used and a single, highly focussed piece of fetish writing.

It contains a lot of messy diapers, a lot of the words “poop” and “diaper” and very little else. If you like that idea as much as the commissioner, hopefully it’s good kinky fun!

Infantile Bliss

There wasn’t really anything Britney could do except look at the ceiling. She was naked except for a huge adult diaper, six tapes snugly keeping it to her slim frame. Her chest fur was matted, her drooling from the day before having dried between the hairs around her breasts. Her adult vixen form laid flat against a luxuriously comfortable mattress inside a small glass chamber with holes along the side.

She could see what lay outside of it, but to the curious eye it would’ve looked like an oversized baby incubator from a hospital. No tubes or oversized equipment was around it, but it was clear there was space for mechanical arms to enter and leave the chamber. They were hanging from the ceiling to the left and right of it, swaying from side to side and awaiting a new input.

Britney felt a spark come across her brain. A memory of sorts, or maybe a dream. She had been studying psychology. Or something like that. An experiment had started, then finished. She had moved from room to room until she arrived here.

Her thumb went to her mouth and her other hand started to rub the front of the diaper. Nothing but these sensory inputs seemed to matter to her, her mind focussed solely on the squishing feeling that was now at her thighs.

“P…Poo…”

Her mouth moved up and down with the start of the word as her bowels noisily moved and pushed poop into the back of the diaper round her waist.

“Poo…poopy…”

Monitors around the room blinked on, showing visible recordings of the vixen in the chamber. Her long flowing hair lay flat against the bed, its blonde color mixing with the red of her fur and contrasting against the increasingly discolored diaper around her waist.

Another grunt came from her muzzle as her body reacted to the cramps again, another huge load of poop filling the back of the diaper. Her hand started to rub further down the front of it, pushing in the padding at the front into her nethers. She moaned, little flickers of understanding of what was happening spreading around her brain as the poop spread around her butt.

“Pooooop…. Poopy….”

The chamber started to vibrate at the bottom, slowly massaging the vixen's diaper and moving the mess around inside. She moaned, the feeling forcing her to squirm in place as her legs spread further apart, the diaper barely holding on to the contents inside as she smushed it against her inner thighs.

Again the monitors flickered, showing updates to money flowing in from various sources. She didn’t understand any of the symbols, but the noise of the electronics made her feel funny. Drool started to dribble out of her muzzle, around the thumb in her maw.

“Me… diaper… poopy”

Speakers in the room clicked into life as the large arms around the chamber also began to move into action.

“You love your poopy diapers. You love your poopy diapers. You love your poopy diapers”

The voice bounced around the room and echoed in her head over and over. She pushed more poop into her diaper, another huge grunt coming from her muzzle. One of the arms came through a hole and carefully removed the thumb from her maw, patting the sides of her muzzle before another arm came in with a huge oversized baby bottle.

“You love your baba. You love your special formula. You love making big poopies in your diaper”

She nodded along as the nipple of the bottle was moved into her muzzle. She took it with gusto, suckling down quickly and desperately as if her life depended on it. Her memories flickered to a friend who would feed her from her breasts. She wanted that too. She wanted to lie on a lap and suckle from her nipple as she pooped her diaper even more. As these memories flowed around in her head, her hands started to help move the contents of the diaper around, moving it to the front and causing her to buck against her own hand.

“Mommy… milk… poopy…” more formula dribbled onto the pillow behind her, catching in some of her hair and sticking it together. She wanted her mommy, she wanted to suckle on that now and she wanted to keep pushing poop into the diaper round her waist.

She focussed on the bottle again, trying to get the formula to flow down her throat and towards her stomach. She understood, barely, that it was filling it up with everything needed for her to have a happy healthy stomach.

And one that just couldn’t stop pooping a diaper.

The hands pulled her legs into the air as another grunt came from her muzzle, the diaper filling with more and more poop. She moaned as the leak guards were pulled closer to her butt, forcing the contents of the diaper to stay inside as she continued to push more mess out.

“Pooooop….pooopy…” her voice was gurgling around the bottle, dribbles of the milk coming out as she tried to speak around it and spit out some of the mixture.

Another arm with a fresh diaper was hovering overhead. More arms were holding out more parts of the changing process, a bottle of powder, a diaper pail that was already nearly filled to capacity and some heavy duty wipes.

“You love having your diaper changed. You want to poop your diaper until you need it changed”

She moaned and bucked against her hand again, desperately rubbing the front to try and make the good feelings in her brain get better and better. She had vague knowledge of what would happen if she rubbed enough, she’d get a huge big smile, a new diaper to poop in and all the praise from the speakers that she got several times a day.

It was all she wanted, all she needed. Just a life of pooping diapers and sucking on bottles and breasts. Her head swam with nothing else but that simple binary of feeding and pooping. Sleeping was just something she did between these things, it was so she could do them better. She even pooped while she slept, she wanted to wake up in a poopy diaper every time.

“Mommy is here baby girl”

The voice made her move her head to the side, a huge dumb smile coming to her face. The arms held still, holding their items out above the transparent crib and waiting for the next command.

“MOMMA!” Britney cried out around the bottle, little bubbles coming from her muzzle as more milk failed to make it down her throat and instead soaked into her hair as it dribbled down.

Her eyes focused on the figure now standing above her. Another vixen, her hair tied back and a tight fitting medical uniform covering her body, was looking at her like she was a newborn in a maternity ward.

“Drink your baba baby. Mommy is going to change your diaper”

Britney squirmed in place, her diaper full to capacity from the poop she’d pushed out into it over the last few minutes. She felt like she’d be ready to push out more soon, but Mommy had to get her in a new diaper first.

The hands let her legs down and left the incubator as Momma opened the glass top. If she noticed the smell she didn’t respond to it, simply pulling Britney's legs up to observe the damage.

“Wow! What a good girl! You made such huge poopies in your diaper didn’t you?! Yes you did!”

Britney giggled and squirmed as the last of the bottle was drained into her mouth. Her mouth was coated in a thick layer of formula and drool, a lot of the bottle having failed to make it to its intended destination.

“POOPY!”

“That’s right! Poopy! You love being poopy don’t you Britney! Mommy Tanya made sure you did!”

Little memories of Tanya flickered and then vanished from Britney’s mind. A friend at college? No, this was Mommy, she was there to put her in new thick diapers to fill with poop every day and feed her. That was it.

Tanya took the huge diaper from the hand of the machine and ripped the tapes of Britney's diaper open one by one. The six tapes had been holding it firmly in place but the whole thing was filled to the brim with poop, totally unable to handle the contents. Tanya gave the rear one final smush into Britney’s rear before pulling the diaper out from under her.

“What a poopy bottom you have! Yes you do! You made such a big poopy diaper for Mommy didn’t you?!”

The heavily used adult diaper was held above her head so she could see. She really had filled it, if she’d been able to stand it would’ve been hanging down to the floor.

“POOOOOOPY!”

Tanya just chuckled as she pulled Britney’s legs into the air and grabbed some of the wipes “Now I’ve got to wipe your poopy bottom don’t I Britney! Yes I do! Because you made such a big poopy diaper for me didn’t you?”

The vixen’s thumb went back to her mouth as she nodded and giggled “Pooooopy…”

Tanya laughed again as she dragged the huge wipes across Britney’s poopy butt. It took a long time, but eventually she was cleaned up, her furry butt finally back to a shade of red rather than brown.

“And now you get a brand new diaper to poop in, don't you?! You’re going to make such big poopies for Mommy Tanya aren’t you Britney?!”

The vixen nodded enthusiastically as a new diaper was slipped under her, Tanya quickly threw a huge amount of powder over her lower half and stomach to make sure that her ex-college roommate wasn’t going to be any less than the most comfortable diaper-pooper in the world.

“Look at your big diapers Britney! They have to be this big because you make so much poop, don’t you?!”

More nodding, more thumb sucking and more bucking from the vixen as the front of the diaper was pulled up over her front. The repetition had been happening day after day, every change reinforcing that she wanted these diapers, she wanted to poop in them, and that’s all she wanted. She felt Tanya’s hand start to rub at her nethers and, with no control over her functions, came hard into the diaper. There was barely any lead up, she didn’t need it, she just wanted to be a poopy diaper vixen again.

“Such a good girl!” Tanya reassured her, affixing the diaper onto the vixen with the massive heavy duty tapes “All ready for you to make even more poopies isn’t it?!”

Britney giggled around her thumb as the arms came down and lifted her from the crib. She knew what that meant. It was time for lunch.

She was lifted over to a couch just outside the incubator. She still couldn’t move much at all, her head too heavy to lift and her legs and arms barely under her brain's control.

Tanya sat next to her head as the arms adjusted it to lie on her lap

“Open up for Mommy, it’s time for your extra special num-nums!”

“Pooo…” she couldn’t finish the word before Tanya had opened her tight-fitting top and let her breasts fall free, bouncing onto Britneys muzzle before she adjusted her to fit it around her nipple. Milk flowed freely from it, faster and less controlled than the bottle she’d been fed earlier. It was getting all over her upper body, her face and neck getting coated in thick breast milk as Tanya simply allowed even the slightest suckle to release the contents of her breasts without any control.

“What a good baby for Mommy! You love Mommy’s milk don’t you?”

Just as Britney went to nod again, her face scrunched up. Her bowels once again released, poop filling her new diaper in a fresh wave as she tried her best to both poop and suckle at the same time.

“You really love Mommy’s milk! You can’t help but suckle more and more until your tummy is full!”

Britney’s bowels didn’t stop emptying, her huge adult diaper hugging her hips keeping the poop smushed up against her rear. She only had two feelings in her head, the warm milk flowing down her throat and the warm poop flowing into her diaper.

“Come on baby, I know you can poop more than that. Mommy wants you to be the poopiest baby in the whole world! Can you do that for Mommy?”

Britney smiled as Tanya moved her away from her nipple and onto a mat on the floor. She lay there looking back up at the ceiling as her Mommy pulled her legs up into the air. She pushed harder, she wanted to make Mommy so proud of her, to be the poopiest diaper vixen in the whole world!

“Pooooppppyyy!”

“That’s right! You’re such a poopy vixen! Yes you are! Just a big poopy diaper vixen that Mommy loves very much!”

As the diaper expanded, Tanya got in closer to the padding. Whatever thoughts had been in her brain prior, they started to slowly vanish. Her nose started to curl, but as it hit the now horrendously discolored padding, a moan came from her muzzle.

“Good… good poopy diaper girl! Yes you are!”

Tanya could feel her head starting to spin into ecstasy as she pushed her muzzle into Britney’s full, poopy diaper. There was nothing she wanted more in that moment, to snoof and smush her face against the full poopy diaper on Britney’s waist, the six firm tapes now starting to sag as the contents of it started to hit its limit.

“You’re… you’re gonna need… poopy… new… poopy”

Tanya was losing it. She knew she was but she didn’t care. The poopy diaper she was shoving her muzzle into was the greatest thing she’d ever seen, smelled or felt.

The screens around the room started to flicker back on again, showing the two girls engaging in the ridiculous scene. The two of them were now openly moaning, openly engaging in the play that was helping to fund the entire enterprise.

Neither Tanya or Britney cared anymore. Even as one knew that she was about to fall into the same ignorant bliss that the other had been put into, she didn’t want to stop. Poopy diapers were the best thing, and she wanted to feel them.

“Oh dear, I guess I’ve got two poopy diaper girls on my hands now”

A wolf, tall and imposing in a scientist coat and a suit, stood over the two of them.

“I’ve got another diaper with your name on it right here Tanya. You love poopy diapers so much, well I guess you and Britney can share the room from now on.”

Tanya fell to one side of the mat, drool coming from her mouth as the only concept that now filled her brain was the poopy diapers that Brtiney had made for her. She’d been the Mommy, she’d been the caretaker, she’d been the big girl and now she was going to be a poopy diaper girl just like Britney.

“Of course, this is my favorite part. Watching the two of you trying to be big while doing my college classes was very amusing. But now you get to just be the poopiest girls around. We’ll keep you here for a while, so everyone can see how many poopy diapers you make, how much you love them and how big you can make them before we change you”

The two girls didn’t even understand the words anymore. Britney was still pooping, grunts and moans coming from her muzzle as she bounced up and down on the mat. Tanya squirmed around, her thumb heading to her mouth as the wolf pulled her legs into the air and pulled off her pants and underwear.

“This diaper is extra thick, extra strong and specially made for poopy diaper girls. Like you’re about to be Tanya” he grinned, slipping the diaper under her butt and pulling it up between her legs. While Britney’s diaper had six tapes, this had eight, going all the way up to just under Tanya’s breasts.

“Wouldn’t want to cover up Britney’s lunch would we sweetie? Of course you’ll be able to share now. Your vixen friend will be happy to let you suckle her boobies as well, won’t you?”

Britney giggled and nodded, the commands finding purchase in her otherwise totally addled brain.

“Pooooooopy…”

Tanya pushed, her legs pushing down on the floor as her immense diaper expanded to contain the huge amount of poop she was pushing out into it. She didn’t want to stop, she just wanted more and more to come out and fill her diaper. She rubbed the front of it, desperately trying to cum and managing to in seconds as the mess spread around her butt. Even the slightest amount of the stuff set her off and put her in an orgasmic haze now.

“You’re quite the poopy pair!” The wolf stood back and left the two girls lying in the center of the room “I’ll come in and check on you every day, don’t worry. You’ll have plenty to eat by suckling on each other I’m sure… Plus a few extra strong fiber supplement bottles…”

He grinned as the screens flickered off and the arms brought both girls into the glass case. They were tightly packed in, placed reverse ways up so they were both face first into each other's seats.

They would stay there for a very, very long time.