Two-Year-Old Fievel In, Locked In One’s Own Bedroom.

Characters, Fievel Mousekewitz.

Fetishes and kinks; Plushies and or stuffed toys. Poop slash scat, and watersports slash (Golden Showers.)

1.

Fievel had headed to bed at about nine thirty and laid down for some needed sleep, but at about twelve thirty Fievel woke up feeling a bit disoriented and having to pee really badly.
His young intestinal track was full too as Fievel could feel the pressure of his poop pressing against his body. It was pretty large too as felt as though there was loose stuff around his poop.
He laid there in bed for awhile but knew he would need to getup to go to the bathroom. He didn’t know that his door was all the way closed, and little Fievel couldn’t really reach the knob, as he lay there. He had a one piece pajama set on and was getting himself up now, as he swung his foot-paws to the floor, then stood upright.
He walked to his bedroom door which he found was completely closed and little Fievel couldn’t reach the knob. Fievel began to silently sob to himself as he didn’t know what to do now.
His bladder hurt badly and he was locked in his bedroom as he could not reach the knob, as he went to retrieve a chair. He had two but needed only one… but as he headed to get a chair he ad to pass his closet. And as he got to his closet he realized just how full his bladder really was, he had many stuffed toys in there too.
He knew by the time he might get a chair and then open his door, it was possible he might piss his pants. So instead of working on getting to the bathroom as went into his closet then looked about some. He had lots of bears and some actually were Care Bears as he pulled out Share Bear and then also pulled out a Funshine.
He pulled out a bear which was very white as this bear might just be the one he might play with. He pulled the white bear to nearer to his bed, and then mounted its crotch area, as he moaned some.
Fievel didn’t know what an orgasm was but as he stripped his clothes, he humped the white bear. His little thingie got erect as he continued to hump the white bear, as he moaned feeling really good. His body had to pee pretty badly as he tore off his Goodnites Training diaper, now he was completely naked as he humped.
The humping felt really nice but his gut hurt him having to pee and poop at the same time. He moaned as he rubbed his little penis or peepee to Fievel, as this felt so damn good that he kept doing so.
With every hump against the white bear his body felt like it would piss, as he continued to hump the bear. His little body went deep into strong orgasm as he humped with some speed now as he moaned. His body would actually climax but with nothing coming from it, as Fievel moaned humping this white bear as his orgasms grew. His having to pee was bringing on another kind of peeing feeling as he humped the bear, and it felt really good to hump too.
Although Fievel had no idea what his little peepee was for he did like this have to pee feeling he was currently feeling. Hump after hump he felt that peeing feeling keep growing in his body strongly.
Suddenly he felt like he was pissing but there was nothing coming from his little body, as Fievel felt kind of awesome. Hell he didn’t even know the word but it felt really good as his body peaked.
His climax felt a lot like peeing as he humped the white bear, as he moaned. His peaks hitting him multiple times now as he moaned, his cum would be squirting if his body was ready for that.
He moaned as his body was soon finished peaking as he soon got up looking at the bear. Fievel’s little balls felt kind of funny as his entire body had fully peaked, and now his bladder was a factor.
He sat on the bear fiddling with his young peepee as he had to pee pretty badly, as he would piss on the bear. At least he was naked so he wouldn’t mess them up at all, but he was messing up a bear.

2.

He moaned as his body had recuperated and his little peepee was hard again. He fiddled with it wondering why it was all hard and stuff, what made his little peepee get hard like a little bone.
He moved a paw over his little cock as he felt his bladder hurting him even more, he wanted to scream out, but then didn’t.
He wondered if he did scream what momma and poppa would see, then Fievel would feel embarrassed and would be speechless.

“Oh god here it comes.” Fievel whispered to himself.

Fievel moaned then let some of his pee escape his body as it was a darker yellow than he expected… not that he cared about that. He moaned as his body was making the bear yellow everywhere he peed. The white bear now had yellow stains on it as Fievel’s bladder was still rather full, as he fiddled with his little peepee.
He peed some again as every squirt turned the white bear more yellow, as he moaned in pee orgasm. He pressed to pee as every drop just made his bear more and more yellow with piss.
His gut was kicking hard as he felt the need to poop as he moved over the plush and got to its tummy. Fievel still had to pee pretty badly as he managed to hold most back, as he pressed some.
I managed to get some of his constipated poop to slide from his body, as his piss shot from his body, all over the bear’s head.
The bear was turning yellow the more he peed on it, the more yellow the bear actually got. He moved down the bear some so as to pee on a little more of it, as his poop sat there on the surface.
Fievel’s pee was soaking into the bear’s fabric but Fievel didn’t care, and was going into orgasm. With nearly every squirt of piss his body quivered in further orgasm, he wouldn’t cum but it would feel like it. He peed some then pressed to poop onto the bear’s crotch area, as his poop was large but somewhat slimy as it stuck.
He peed on his poop then dropped another piece of poop on the bear’s crotch area again, then moved up the bear some, as he pooped yet some more. As he pooped on the bear’s body and some on his face and mouth, he was really messing up this bear a lot too.
He moaned as he moved his right paw over his little peepee as he moaned, he lost more poop on the bear’s stomach and chest too.
He they began to hump the bear and was pressing the poop in further as he made out with his bear. He ate little bits of his poop too, as he licked and lapped at the bear’s mouth humping it.
The poop making a mess of Fievel’s fur and mashing all over the bear, which was nearly as big as Fievel, but he pooped a lot on it.
He moaned as he humped his bear as his body felt like it would piss again, as that feeling was sweeping his body again. He moaned as his body peaked then peed, then peaked hard again.
His body was in full climax if there was anything to cum he would be cuming it now. He moaned as his body continued to peak over and over again as it continued to feel like he was peeing something. His body felt pretty damn good as he was experiencing orgasmic climax, as he continued to squirt with little bits of piss.
He soon felt it subside as he got up then headed for a chair to open his door. He went to the room which is considered the bathroom, where’s there’s a potty pan to go to the bathroom as he walked to it. He stood there for awhile before lighting more candles for better light, just to see what he was doing, as he fill the bath tub.
This was a large bucket more than an actual bathtub as he washed himself off first, as he had poop crusted in his fur.

3.

He cleaned himself up well as he then walked over to the waste tub for pee and poop, as he stood there for a little while. He hung his cock over the potty container then just still stood there doing nothing. He wasn’t sure what he wanted to do really, he still had to go to the bathroom but he stood there not going at all.
His bladder hurt him again and thought he’d got rid of everything, his gut was kicking him too. He now realized that his body also still had poop in it, as he wasn’t sure what he actually wanted to do. He walked about some wondering what to do as he wanted to feel that peeing feeling again, and wished it would last longer too.
He didn’t know what stuff would someday come from his peepee, other than pee of course. He did know what he was doing he was enjoying doing quite well what he was doing, as he went to the door. He walked the hallway then went into his own room, as he hid the bear in his closet and as he hid his mess he had to go bad.
He wasn’t sure where he might go but wanted it to be someplace elsewhere other than in the potty pot. He walked to a corner on the other side of his bed, as he thought it seemed a good hiding place.
He was nearer to one wall but nearer to another wall so he had himself in a corner. He sat his back against the corner as he spread his legs, he also had placed on a pair of underwear, but not to wear.
Well to wear in a way really but this time to wet them so he placed them on for no other reason then to piss on them. He began to toy with his peepee as he pointed it toward himself to take a piss.
He moaned then allowed a long stream to escape his body as he peed all over the underwear and on himself. He moaned as he still had to poop and was going to poop on the floor, as he peed some more. He moved his paw over his shaft with speed as he pulled the underwear off then spread his legs to poop on the floor near the corner. He allowed himself to pee on himself some then pressed to take a poop onto the floor, as he grunted pressing to poop.
He moved his right paw over his little member as he felt orgasm slamming his body, as he continued to masturbate. He pressed out one, then two, then three pieces of poop as he was making a mess.
He moaned as his peepee squirt with pee from time to time as he moved his paw over his little shaft. He moaned as he peed in short squirts, as he pressed out a fourth piece of poop, as he moaned.
His body going into deep orgasm as he continued to masturbate… not that Fievel knew it was called masturbation. He did know that playing with his little peepee turned on his body quite a lot.
His orgasms were spine tingling as he pooped a fifth piece of poop, then emptied for of his bladder at one time. The carpet was getting rather wet as he peed and peed, feeling orgasm hitting his body.
Suddenly his body peaked as the peeing feeling was back as it felt like his body was peeing. He moaned as the feeling seemed to strengthen as he moaned, his climax hitting him, as he moaned.
Soon his body would be finished as he soon was ready to get up, when his bedroom door swung open. Suddenly there was poppa looking at Fievel still sitting in the corner, feeling great actually.

“What are you doing back here lil son?” asked poppa.

“I kind of sort of, it felt kind of nice.” said Fievel.

“Well we’ll have to get this cleaned up.” said poppa.

“Am I going to be punished?” asked Fievel.

“No… but get to bed, it’s late.” said poppa.

Soon Fievel was laying in his bed and dressed in a clean one piece pajama set, as he fell asleep. No one ever did punish Fievel for anything, as he slept soundly as there would be other times.
Fievel had no clue when he might fool around like that again but it had felt great.

(FIN!)