One Year Old Denny, A Poopy Mess At Fievel Mousekewitz’s.

Short.

References to toddlercon, read as you wish.
Rape. Blood. Semen vomit.

Scat and watersports. (To the point of excessive.)

Characters; one year old Denny mouse. One year old Fievel Mousekewitz. Poppa Mousekewitz, (adult)

1.
“We’re going to Fievel Mousekewitz’s, I think you’ll like that.” said poppa, after I’d been playing on the floor for awhile. My hole still hurt me from last time, and somehow I had to poop badly again. I also had a pretty full bladder, as my body hurt down there.
Poppa soon picked me up, and then carried me to the car. He placed me in the child safe seat, and then strapped me in. soon we were underway, heading to the Mousekewitz’s place.
It would be fun to play with Fievel, as he was my same age. I did not have any idea what we might do though, as I was somewhat excited to go. I sat smiling as poppa drove.
My eyes went shut, and then suddenly poppa woke me up, it was a four hour drive to the Mousekewitz’s, but it seemed like a blink of my eyes, as I slept just about the whole way there.

“Well son, here we are.” said poppa.
Poppa un-strapped me, then carried me to their door. Poppa knocked on the door. Poppa Mousekewitz answered the door.

“There you guys are, I’ve been expecting you.” said poppa Mousekewitz.

“Just watch him until tomorrow, and I’ll give you a twenty.” said my poppa.
Soon I was inside, as Fievel lead me to the wreck room. The carpets were mostly white, with the exception of a few little messes from here to there. There were spots of blood as well.
I paid it little mind, as Fievel and I soon began to play. But my gut would soon be a factor, as would Fievel’s as well.
Fievel and I both had to poo and pee, I didn’t know Fievel had to go, but I knew I had to. We played for a few more minutes, before I stood up, having to poop really badly.
Fievel stood up too, as he came over to me. He placed his arms around my waist, as I did the same. Holding each other, we actually began to kiss, even though we’re only one.

“Poopoo?” I asked in a word.

“Peepee?” asked Fievel in a word.
I didn’t push to go though, and I don’t believe Fievel was pressing either. We stood there in each others arms for a little while. Then Fievel farted, and then I did soon after Fievel did.
I moaned and cried  some, as I could feel my poop begin leaving my body. Fievel was crying too, as we both pooped some. I screamed some, as I pooped another piece.
Fievel screamed, as now Fievel pooped a piece or two too. We left our arms go of each other, and then squatted some toward each other. We both screamed, and then cried some.
Both of us were pooping our diapers, as I suddenly got it into my mind to yank off my diaper, as I was still pooping. I pulled and pulled, without success at first.
I finally ripped off my diaper, pulling it into pieces, as my poop fell on the floor from my diaper. Fievel saw that I ripped apart my diaper, as he clawed his diaper, pulling it to pieces too.
Neither one of us were done pooping yet, as we were now pooping right onto the carpet. We also were not done peeing either, as we peed everywhere. Some went onto each other.
Fievel’s poppa and my poppa were still talking, but poppa Mousekewitz did hear us crying, as he told my poppa he’d better check on us soon. Fievel and I continued pooping onto the carpet, as it was making brown spots onto the white carpet.
I moaned and cried, as did Fievel, pooping piece after piece onto the carpet. Ten, eleven, twelve pieces, and still pooping. Poppa Mousekewitz came into the room to witness us finishing.
We pooped a total of sixteen or seventeen pieces, as poppa Mousekewitz saw us finishing, as he shook his head.

“Well boys, you need to be taught a lesson.” said poppa Mousekewitz.

Poppa Mousekewitz made me to separate my legs, and then he cleaned my butt and hole the same way which my poppa had down to me. He seemed to enjoy it, as he did a great job of it.
But then instead of placing his huge peenee into my hole, he had his son do the same, as he then cleaned his son Fievel of his dirty butt. Then after he got done, he looked back at me.

“Well little Denny, time for your lesson.” said poppa Mousekewitz.

Poppa picked me up, and then placed his huge peenee against my butt. My poppa had done the same thing to me. He had me in the same position, facing the floor, my arms and legs dangling.
I looked up at Fievel, who had sat on the floor, near our mess. I began rubbing his paws all over my body, as he held me, his peenee against my butt. I still had to pee, and just went.
Poppa Mousekewitz seemed not to mind my peeing, as I felt his huge peenee against my hole. He’d pulled it out of his clothes.
He didn’t get completely naked, but he didn’t need to. He began pressing his peenee against me hole, as he toyed with my little peenee. I moaned as it kind of felt somewhat good.
But then I felt poppa Mousekewitz’s peenee against my hole, as he pressed it against me harder and harder. At first I only moaned, but then when I felt his huge peenee penetrate my hole, I screamed.
I cried hard, as poppa Mousekewitz pressed his peenee into my little hole, all the way in, my tears falling from my eyes. Poppa Mousekewitz began moving his peenee in and out of my body.
His huge peenee caused a lump in my gut, just like my poppa’s peenee had caused.

“NOOOO!” I screamed, but poppa Mousekewitz ignored me, just like my poppa, as he began moving his penis in and out of my hole.
It hurt like crazy, as I balled my head off. All Fievel could do at this point, is watch as his friend’s hole was violated.
Poppa Mousekewitz held me in his paws, as he moved his peenee in and out of my hole faster and faster. Blood began dripping from my hole, just like when my poppa had done this to me.
Fievel had began playing with his toys again, but was looking at his poppa from time to time. I continued crying as poppa Mousekewitz moved his peenee in and out of my poor little hole.
He moved a paw over my little peenee, as it was hard and stuff. My poppa hadn’t done this, at least not as well as poppa Mousekewitz.
He seemed to be making it somehow feel somewhat good, as his peenee was deep in my hole. I continued crying as he moved his peenee in and out of my hole. My peenee was hard for some reason.

He moved his paw over it, faster, as he placed some stuff on it, sliding over it smoother. My blood dripped onto the floor. As poppa Mousekewitz moved his peenee in and out of my body.
Poppa Mousekewitz would peepee that stuff which my poppa peed into my body too, as I cried, never stopping. It was quite a strain on my little body. Fievel just sat playing.
Poppa Mousekewitz began panting, as I was sure he was going to peepee that white stuff into my body. I screamed again.

“NOOOOO!” but no one came to my rescue.
I wanted it to be over, as poppa Mousekewitz moved his peenee in and out of my body. My tears falling on the floor, as I felt poppa Mousekewitz squirt his first squirt into my body.
As I watched this white stuff dripping onto the floor, I felt as though I might vomit. And did, as it was as white as the liquid which poppa Mousekewitz was peeing into my body.
As he was squirting it, something peed from my body, or at least it felt that way. I moaned as this weird good sensation filled my body. Poppa Mousekewitz continued moving his paw over my peenee.
My belly was blowing up like a balloon, as he filled my stomach. White stuff was running onto the floor, as well as my mouth.
White slimy stuff ran from my mouth, as well as from my hole, my poopy hole that is. I moaned as this good sensation continued.
I didn’t know why it felt good, at the same time, hurt like crazy. His peenee deep in my body, as he panted. He pulled his peenee out of my body, as this white stuff spat all over the floor under me.
That same white stuff which my poppa squirt into me. He soon placed me on the floor to play, as at first I was playing with Fievel.

2.

“Well Fievel, it’s your turn.” said poppa Mousekewitz.
Poppa Mousekewitz grabbed up his son, and then held him the way he had held me. He placed his still dribbling peenee against his son’s butt. Not long after, he savagely penetrated his son’s hole.
Fievel screamed out, as his poppa pushed his penis into his body. Fievel cried as much as me, as his poppa moved his peenee in and out of his son’s body. His son Fievel crying, as his poppa moved his peenee in and out of Fievel’s body.
Fievel cried as his poppa moved his peenee in and out of his body. He also moved a paw over Fievel’s little peenee. Fievel seemed to like that part of this, as he squirt some pee. His poppa didn’t mind, as he moved his peenee in and out of poor Fievel’s little hole.
I was having at least some problems sitting, as my hole hurt. First my poppa placed his in me, then Fievel’s poppa placed his in me.
Now poppa Mousekewitz was moving his peenee in and out of my friend Fievel, as Fievel cried constantly. His hole bleeding as poppa Mousekewitz moved his peenee in and out of Fievel’s hole.
Fievel’s little peenee was hard, as poppa Mousekewitz moved his paw over it, encouraging his body to like it. Fievel moaned in orgasm, not that either of us boys knew what it meant.
Fievel knew something felt good though, as his poppa moved his paw over his little peenee. He moaned as he continued crying, knowing that his poppa would peepee that white stuff into him too.
The same white stuff which he’d spat onto little Denny, as all I could do is watch with a painful hole. Poppa Mousekewitz was moaning as he moved his peenee in and out of poor Fievel’s hole.
Poppa Mousekewitz continued moving a paw over Fievel’s little peenee, as Fievel moaned, his hole dripping with blood, as poppa Mousekewitz would probably pee that white stuff pretty soon.
Fievel squirt more pee onto the floor, as his poppa moved his peenee in and out of his body, beginning to pant now. Poppa Mousekewitz would soon peepee his white stuff into his son.
He was breathing heavily, as his body went into further and further orgasm. Poppa moaned long, as he did start.
He moaned as he squirt into his son’s body. Fievel still crying, as I saw Fievel’s belly blow up like mine. That white stuff leaking from Fievel’s hole, as it was also coming from Fievel’s mouth.
Fievel gagged a little, as the white stuff leaked from Fievel’s mouth and little hole, poppa moaning as he continued squirting it. Into Fievel’s little body. Fievel felt as though his body was doing it too.
Poppa pulled his peenee from Fievel’s body, as white stuff leaked from Fievel’s hole. Poppa spat the rest onto the floor, below Fievel.
Fievel was still crying, but it was slowing, as Fievel realized it was all over. Poppa Mousekewitz sat Fievel on the floor next to me.

“Well boys, the lesson is over.” said poppa.
Fievel and I were allowed to run around in nothing, as we went back to playing. Our holes hurt us, as they were both red. Fievel seemed to be crying a little yet, as his hole hurt him.
But us boys seemed to be able to play, and it was kind of nice to be allowed to run around naked. Our holes hurt us, but running around naked was fun.

(FIN!)