Fievel’s First Underwear.

Scat.
Pee.

Characters; momma and Fievel Mousekewitz.

“Well Fievel, it’s time to get out of those diapers.” said momma.

“You mean poopy in the potty?” asked Fievel.

“Well of course, you are three-years-old, you need to be using the potty.” said momma.
Fievel looked down at his diaper, and had to go to the bathroom, but didn’t do nothing about that. Instead he held it in, as momma handed him a pair of underwear.

“Do I have to?” asked Fievel.

“Fievel, you are too old to be wearing diapers yet.” said momma.

“But momma.”

“Don’t but me Fievel, you are wearing these.” said momma.
Fievel reluctantly took off his diaper, he wanted to pee in them first, but did not, as he accepted the underwear momma had for him.

Fievel went to his room, underwear on, as he began to play with his stuffed toys. He wanted a diaper, as he had to pee so badly.
Fievel could feel the difference, even without doing anything to the underwear he had on, and did not want them on.

Never the less he was made to wear them, regardless if he wanted to or not. He mounted one bigger plush, and then dry humped it, even though he did not know why.

Fievel soon headed to bed, as he slept well. Morning came fast, as he had no idea what he wanted to do. He did not have school yet, so he just went into the living room to play.

Yasha wasn’t born yet, and Tanya was in school. This gave Fievel lots of playtime, as he played with his stuffed toys in the middle of the living room.

After Fievel’s afternoon nap, which was uncomfortable, as his bladder hurt, but Fievel wanted to sneak and get a diaper. Fievel schemed to cross the hallway, and into the closet.

He had to first walk down the hallway, just to get to the closet.
But momma saw him.

“What are you doing Fievel?” asked momma, as Fievel stood outside the closet, he was gonna go in.

“I was just trying to, sneaking into.”

“The closet for a diaper?”

“Yeah, I mean no. I just wanted to check something.” said Fievel.

“If you need the bathroom, use the potty.” said momma.

“Oh momma, I was just going into my room.” said Fievel.
Fievel lied through his teeth, as he walked into his room anyway.
Now Fievel did not know what he wanted to do, as he stood in himself and Tanya’s room, at least until Fievel would turn an age that momma and poppa would give them separate rooms. Fievel stood there with the door open, looking across the hall at the bathroom door.

Fievel knew he had to pee, as he stood there. His body was kicking him on two sides though now, as his intestines pushed him at the same time.

Momma came down the hall, and then peered in on Fievel. Fievel looked back, as he stood there in just underwear. Fievel hadn’t an idea what to say.

“Son, you need to use the potty, as you shouldn’t be wearing diapers yet.” said momma.

“Cant I have a diaper?” asked Fievel.

“No… you must use the potty.” said momma.
Fievel stood there for a moment.

“Oh momma, I don’t have to go yet.” said Fievel.
Momma shook her head, “well Fievel, when you need to go, go in the potty.” said momma.
Time past, as Fievel finally decided to use the bathroom. Only Tanya was home from school at this point, and she’d went into the bathroom. Fievel stood at the door for awhile, as he held onto his little penis.

Fievel really had to go badly now, as he’d held it all night to start with, and now, was waiting on his sister. Fievel moaned as he stood there, holding onto himself.

“Tanya, I need to potty.” said Fievel.

“Be out soon.” said Tanya.
Fievel stood there, feeling pee squirting from his body, as he partway collapsed at the door. His bladder escaped his body, or at least the contents of his bladder, as he lost the battle with his system.

Fievel cried as he felt pain come to his anus, he was pooping the underwear he had on too, as he cried. Fievel pooped to the point his underpants were all lumpy with poop. Tanya got done soon after.

“Oh Fievel, you messed up your underwear already.” said Tanya.

“Well I had to wait on you.” said Fievel.

“I didn’t take that long, you must have held it too long.” said Tanya.
Fievel moaned, and then started balling his little head off. He couldn’t believe he’d held it for so long, just to lose it all over himself anyways.

“Fievel Fievel Fievel, next time you might just go when you have to.” said momma, as she’d worked her way down the hallway.

Fievel and momma went to the laundry room, where’s  momma helped Fievel to change. She dumped the poop out, and then gave Fievel new clothing.

“Momma, cant I have a diaper?” asked Fievel.

“No Fievel, or you won’t learn.” said momma.
Fievel went to his room, dressed in a new pair of underwear, as he sat on his bed. He grabbed up a bunny plushie, as he laid with it for awhile. He did not know what he wanted to do.

“Brother, you’ll get it, trust me.” said Tanya.

“But Tanya, I don’t want to use the potty, I’d rather go in my diapie.” said Fievel.

“It’s time you start using the potty Fievel, you need not to have to be changed like that.” said Tanya.

“I guess, but I still like doing so in a diapie.” said Fievel.
Fievel laid down in their bed, and then drifted off to sleep.

(FIN!)