At the Early Bloomers daycare, Madoka was playing with HotWheels on the city play mat in the middle of the 2-6 year room. Almost 4 years old, wearing pull-ups that matched the cars he was playing with, the bunfox didn’t exactly get the concept of training pants just yet. Pheobe, the early teenage cotton-candy colored Braixen, a staff at the daycare, happily kept an eye on him as he played.
Madoka looked back at Pheobe, giving her a warm smile as he saw her leaning against the changing table. He continued playing, but soon felt a heavy twinge in his bladder. He relaxed, letting go without thought. His training pants developed a pink, slightly dark wet spot as the trainers absorbed his strawberry milkshake urine. Once he finished, he went from his hands and knees to laying on his tummy, wiggling a little as he drove the cars around the flat city. He soon blushed softly, feeling his rather massive member (for a cub, of course) tent out his soggy trainers. He rolled over onto his back, supporting himself with his elbows as he looked up at Pheobe. Their gaze met, and Pheobe glanced down to his soggy, tenting training pants. She giggled. “Need a change, little guy?” she asked. 
He shook his head, blushing deeper as his tummy gurgled abnormally loud. “Gotta poopy…” he said, laying back. He then reached under his thighs and pulled his legs up, taking a deep breath. He pushed lightly, and felt his tailhole spread rather wide, a huge, firm log of chocolate poopy pressing out against the seat of his absorbent undies. Pheobe gave a soft laugh at seeing the sports cars on his seat stretch and distort as the padding formed into a pointy tent behind his cheeks. “You aren’t supposed to potty in those- you know that, right?” she said.

Madoka tilted his head, taking a break from pushing to talk. As he did, the log slipped back inside him a little, decreasing the size of the tent. “Den wha’s the point of weawin’ ‘em?” he said, before squinting a little with effort and continuing to push out the unusually firm poopy, the tent stretching farther now.

Pheobe giggled and shrugged. “I dunno- I think they’re pointless.” She said. The herm braixen was rather busty and had quite a thick butt- but she fit into most medium adult diapers. Having an affinity for diapers that are a size too big, (loving how much diapers that were too big for her sagged after being totally soaked and loaded, and how much extra they held) her rear was clad in a nice, Large Poofville Heavy Dooty diaper, with orange and yellow zig-zag designs. She walked over to the pooping bunfox, squatting down next to him and watching with a smile. “I think it’s cute, though, to see little rebels like you fill them up~” she said.
He blushed hotly, giving a soft smile in return as he pushed yet again. The big log slipped out and fell against the padding, and a massive pile of hot cocoa play-doh followed in its footsteps, slowly filling out the tent that the firm log left behind and making a nice, round bulge in his seat. Pheobe purred as she smelled the wonderful combo of strawberry milkshake and milk chocolate scents coming from his pants, getting down on her paws and knees and sticking her nose near his poopy trainers. “Mmmm, that smells really good.. almost makes me wanna load up my diaper too!” she said, wiggling her padded butt playfully.
‘Doka giggled. “Do it! Da more, da bettuh!” he said, relaxing, the slow flow of chocolate from his tailhole piling up in the absorbent undies, oozing up towards the middle of his cubby vagina! Pheobe smirked and reached over, placing a handpaw on the poopy bun’s tummy and pushing lightly, massaging his bowels. Madoka responded with a light groan, as a burst of mud gushed from his butt, filling the already loaded garment around his waist up past his balls, coating the base of his shaft (which was still standing at attention.) Pheobe then hiked her tush up in the air, lifting her tail in a similar manner. “If you say so!” She pushed lightly, and purred even deeper as she felt her tailhole spread wide and a massive amount of cotton candy sludge squeeze out against the seat of her diaper, piling up and spreading about the back and bottom of her pamps. She pushed a little harder on his tummy after she finished her first load.
This resulted in another gush of cocoa caca, bloating the trainers from front to back with his foodscat, and making the leg cuffs bulge quite obviously. She giggled and gave the tip of his tent a poke. “You’ve certainly got a lot of brownies in you, don’t you, buddy?” she said, smiling. He nodded, and with a giggle, gave another heave! As he kicked his legs lightly, his diaper bulged hard, the bulge rapidly spreading around the entirety of the pull-ups, before the leg cuffs gave way and unleashed a smooth flow of muddy foodscat onto the floor of the daycare. 
Pheobe laughed. “What a super-pooper!” she said, before leaning back a little and grunting, pushing out another big pile of cotton candy into her own pants, the diaper sagging downward nice and hard.
“Mmhmm! I wuv poopin’ my pants!” he said, beaming proudly at being called a “super-pooper.” He leaned to the side to see Pheobe’s seat expand and turn a mix of baby blue and soft pink, and he responded by giving another grunt! Wet, muffled farts were heard occasionally from his rear between the sounds of mushy crackling as his mess continued to pile up on the floor. 
Pheobe just watched, in a mild state of awe as she sat down on her full diaper, watching the piles of poo around his leg cuffs grow! He sat up, smiling as he felt the poop in the bottom of his trainers rapidly squeeze out the sides and up his lower back, oozing out of the waistband front and back! He stood up, spreading his legs a bit, getting ready for a massive push! 
Pheobe’s eyes widened. “Uh oh… I know that look~” she said, with a giggle. He smirked deviously, before bending his knees a little, clenching his fists, and scrunching up his face! He gave a heavy, strained groan as he heaved, going red in the face and trembling lightly with the immense effort he was putting forth! 
Pheobe’s jaw dropped a bit as she watched his efforts get rewarded- his trainers sagging lower and lower on his hips as the leg cuffs stretched and gave little to no resistance against the chocolate onslaught, his excrement waterfalling out of the sides. He was filling so rapidly that he was still oozing out of the waistband, front and back, despite there being massive gaps between the leg gatherers and the underside of his thighs! The sides of the pull-ups were stretching, straining to hold up the immense weight and pressure of his poopy apocalypse almost as hard as he was! She reached forward and rubbed his tummy, not minding the mush she got on her paw. “Let it all out, cutie.” She said, smiling in amazement. 
He stopped pushing for a minute to catch his breath, still letting out clumps of muddy mush at a much slower rate even though he was making no effort to. Pheobe tilted her head, looking at the side of the trainers as they sagged off of his hips- they were sagging down to just past his knees, the leg cuffs drooping so hard that there was at least 6 inches of clearance between the center of the cuff and the bottom of his thigh. She could see the clumps squishing against the taut back of the training pants, then tumbling down to the middle of the garment. She was also able to see his naughty bits- his messy balls hanging down in front of his slit, and the base of his cock, which was still tenting out the front of the destroyed training undies quite hard. She grinned as she had a mischievous idea, grabbing the sides of his pull up and holding them tight, before pulling up fast and firm! He squealed as he felt his messy pants tighten around his crotch, nearly the entire contents of the trainers spilling out of the sides and waistband as he was lifted off the floor! She began laughing, setting him down gently and watching the ensuing fireworks! He huffed and squatted even lower! “I gotta replace all dat poopy now!” he said, his paws glowing lightly as he held his belly, making it bloat a little! She meeped and stepped back as he clenched his fists and went back to straining- a rock-hard log plowing into the bottom of his pull-ups and stretching them even lower than before! Down to his knees, halfway down his calves, until it stopped a few inches above the floor. He panted, then gave a yell of ultimate effort! The sides of the pull-ups snapped clean off as the hard log became too much for the trainers, and both the absorbent undies and the firm log hit the floor! Madoka panted as the log broke up on top of the destroyed pull-ups, sitting down hard on the pile of mush on the floor of the room, splattering it a few feet around him and getting himself covered in the chocolate muck.

Still having a bloated tummy, he got up on his knees and lifted his tail above the poopy pile, relaxing deeply. He allowed the remaining messies to leisurely squeeze out of his now exposed tailhole at their own pace, the pile growing to a small mound behind him. He got so relaxed, in fact, that he started openly peeing too, a stream of strawberry milkshake arcing gracefully for a couple feet, before splashing down in the massive chocolate puddle around him. His spewing cock still stood at attention, and he smiled proudly at Pheobe.

Pheobe just stared at the immense mess he had made in sheer amazement… she couldn’t believe a kid so small could make such a massive mess! She giggled a little as she saw the bunfox lay back in the massive pile of mud, peeing up towards his face and trying to catch the stream of strawberry milkshake in his maw as big clumps of messies slowly squeezed out on top of his tail.
Seeing the whole ordeal had made Pheobe quite horny, and her messy pamp was tenting quite hard, and her pussy was dripping into the fabric of the diaper. “Say…. How would you like to hang out in my diaper, cutie?” she asked, once he had apparently finished going. He nodded eagerly. “But I need a new diapee first!” he said, crawling towards her. She giggled and picked him up, carrying him by his armpits to the padding closet. She set him down and looked around in there- and found some cloth training panties that were rather stretchy. She giggled. “I found you something else to wear- something more fun! It’ll sag just like your pull-ups when you go potty in them, if not more!” she said, showing the cute pink panties to the bunfox. He giggled happily and made grabby paws, his still-inflated dick dribbling a light stream of strawberry onto the floor of the closet in excitement! She squeaked and giggled, quickly helping him get the deceptively thin panties on. He giggled and tugged them up tight to his body, and within seconds his tail (still covered in poo) flagged and a big, lumpy bulge formed between his cheeks in the panties, all the while the bunfox was grinning gratefully at the Braixen in front of him. Pheobe just busted a gut laughing at this, watching the massively tenting front of the panties darken and the back slowly expand. She looked about the closet for a diaper for herself, finding a large Puffball diaper- that would contain the bunfox, along with her waist, and would most likely contain anything they both pushed out for at least an hour of straight pottying from the both of them. She unfolded the massive pamp on the floor, patting the middle of the diaper. “C’mon, buddy! Lay down in the diapee.” She said, untapping her full pamp and scooping the cotton candy mush away from her cheeks, before tossing it in the nearby pail. He eagerly followed directions, laying down and lightly sinking into the poofy, thick pamp. She gently lowered her still messy rear onto him, careful not to put too much weight on him, before pulling the diaper’s front and back against herself and taping it extra snug- no escape for this bunfox. 

Madoka murred as he found himself face-to-face with Pheobe’s rather large, hard member, and his own panty-clad member stuffed between her cheeks. Pheobe waddled out of the closet, and began cleaning up the massive explosion of scat Madoka made, while he lounged in her diaper.
Soon, Madoka got bored of just laying in there, and decided to cause some mischief. He put his lips around the tip of Pheobe’s shaft- stuffing one of his hands in her vagina as well. He began to lightly nurse on her cock, while loosely fisting her with his small, four-year-old handpaw. 
Pheobe gasped as she felt her privates suddenly assaulted with stimulation, giving a shudder of pleasure as she kept cleaning up- occasionally giving out little moans and full-body wiggles as she was covertly fucked by the bunfox’s paw and maw. After having about half of the immense mess cleaned up, she couldn’t hold back any more, and fell to her knees, grasping the front of her huge diaper as she came hard into Madoka’s suckling maw, and squirted all over his paw and chest, moaning out hard. After a few minutes of her being caught in an orgasm loop, Madoka finally gave it a rest, going dormant and taking a nap in her diaper. She sighed, and once she regained her senses, continued to clean.

Madoka was woken up by Pheobe saying “Finally, it’s all cleaned up!” with a heavy sigh. Madoka grinned evilly in her diaper as he came up with a devious idea…. He waited until he heard her put away the cleaning supplies, and go back out into the main room. Once she had reached the area he assumed was the place he made his mess, he charged up an ultra powerful hyperlax spell in both paws. He jammed his brightly glowing handpaws as deep into her vagina as he could with one quick motion, firing off the spell. Pheobe squealed in surprise and jumped as she felt the small hands shoot deep inside her, then went wide eyed as she saw her belly begin to swell… and swell… and swell. 
“Oh no…” she whimpered, feeling her bowels shift and stretch, her belly still slowly growing as an immense pressure formed against her tailhole. She bent over at the middle, giving a long moan as she failed to contain the pressure, and her cheeks spread incredibly wide, a hurricane of cotton candy squishiness blasting into her diaper and immediately filling it front to back. Madoka giggled, using another spell to fill his lungs with a replenishing air source, being buried in her candy caca. Feeling a bit hungry, he took the opportunity to chow down and fill his own belly as the Braixen just kept piling it on.
Pheobe moaned as she started to push and heave, desperate for relief from the insane pressure in her gut- but no matter how much she pooped, it didn’t seem to do much at all to relieve it. Pound after pound of sugarfloss scat piled up beneath her, soon swelling the diaper so much it lifted her off her feet- and all she could do was scrunch up her face and try to relieve the pressure!
Once Madoka had filled his own tummy- he was ready to poop once again. He giggled and pushed lightly, and his pink cloth training panties began to expand as well- he took it easy, however, letting Pheobe make the bigger mess. 
Pheobe heaved, strained, and groaned, a foot-wide river of smooth, muddy cotton candy mush filling the pamp front to back, until she was halfway to the ceiling! The massive diaper had grown so much that she couldn’t close her legs at all- she was stuck doing the splits as she hammered the pamp with an ever-increasing flow! As the diaper got tighter and tighter around her thighs and waist, there was no relief! She helplessly strained, and the tapes got tighter and tighter… luckily, just before they popped, she was able to get relief. She moaned and panted as her messing tapered off- but Madoka wasn’t having any of it. He charged up another spell and fired it through the massive amount of scat above him, causing Pheobe to cry out in frustration as her tummy bloated again! This time though, it was just gas- unrelenting, loud, long farts. She felt something moving, but she couldn’t get it out! After ten minutes of immense pressure- she felt a blockage. The pressure built even worse! She panted and moaned, kicking her legs as best as she could, straining with all her might! She felt her tailhole start to spread… and spread… and spread… and spread… after five feet of stretching, the buildup in her gut let loose with the fury of Thor himself. A five-foot river of mess coming out at insane speeds snapped the tapes of her puffball, the force of her messing making the pile of poopy underneath her splatter in all directions, even hitting the ceiling! She coated nearly the entire room in a layer of her cotton candy messies, before the flow slowly tapered out to nothing. She panted, laying on the remaining pile of cotton candy underneath her in a daze, drooling slightly. 
Madoka, crawling out from a pile near her, giggled lots. His panties were sagging halfway down his knees- and he figured he’d add insult to injury. He waddled over, his cloth trainers sagging and swaying between his legs, standing above her head. He squatted down, his hands on his knees, and relaxed deeply. Pee gushed from his cock, flooding the garment with smooth strawberry milkshake, until it was sagging and sloshing down to his knees. The liquid began to dribble out of the leg cuffs- then flow out in a constant stream, splashing down to either side of the Braixen’s head. Still in a daze from the mess she pushed out, all she could do was drool, her mouth hanging open, and watch. He pushed lightly, then relaxed again, effortlessly letting out load after load of chocolate, his panties sagging lower and lower, until they touched the tip of her nose. He reached into his pants and grabbed his cock with both paws, jacking himself off through the chocolate, coming to climax fairly quickly. He spurted over and over into the front of them, holding his tummy and grunting, feeling a firm log coming on. Sure enough, a rock-hard pillar of chocolate spread his tailhole a foot wide, and plowed into the sagging seat of his panties. He felt the weight of the dense load pull the sides of the panties against his thighs, stitches in the bottom of the garment starting to pop… he relaxed, letting gravity do the work. Sure enough, the center of the trainers gave way, dropping an avalanche of chocolate and strawberry milkshake onto her chin, neck, and chest. He turned around, kissing Pheobe deeply as a thank-you for the fun, and laid down on top of her, nestling his head in-between her huge tits. She soon went from the daze to a deep sleep, and Madoka happily joined her in his destroyed trainers.