One year old Denny, poopy diapers.

Short.

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

Scat and watersports.

My day started fine, but I had a need to poop. I also had a need to pee, as my bladder was full. I got up, and then headed for downstairs, where’s I began playing with my toys.
But it wouldn’t be long until I would need to potty, as I sat playing.
My belly made noises, as I knew I would have to potty, but instead of even giving the potty any thought at all, I just sat playing.
It pressed me harder and harder, as I knew it would soon begin snaking from my body. My bladder was full too, as I began to cry. Of course I am only one, so I am not exactly potty trained. I moaned as I stood, my poop sliding from my butt into my diaper.
Momma and poppa were in another room, as I stood pooping in my diaper, my diaper filling fuller and fuller. My bladder began to empty, I moaned as I peed, poop still sliding from my anus.
I stood and began to cry, but no one came, as I stood still pooping and pissing into my diaper. My diaper beginning to puff out, as I pooped piece after piece of poop into my diaper.
I screamed and cried now, my diaper filling fuller and fuller, poop and pee filled my diaper. It was getting heavy now with pee, and poop as well. I continued to scream and cry.
Poppa finally came, as I continued pooping and peeing. Poppa placed one paw on the front of my diaper, and one on the back.

“We should wait until you are done.” whispered poppa.
I was calming down a little, but was still pooping and peeing, my diaper getting heavier and heavier, as I pooped into fourteen and fifteen piece, and still pooping, as poppa rubbed my diaper.

“Attaboy, just finish, then poppa will change you.” whispered poppa.

I moaned as I pooped into sixteen and seventeen pieces, and was still pooping into my heavy diaper. Heavy with excessive amounts of poop, as I continued pooping into my diaper.
I wasn’t finished until I dropped twenty six pieces of poop, and peed my diaper to the point it was leaking on the floor. Poppa carefully took my diaper off, as I stood there.
He didn’t make me move at all, as he cleaned my butt. But he didn’t clean my butt with wet-wipes, he licked my body clean.
He picked me up afterward, as he rubbed his peenee against my butt. Holding me facing the carpet, my butt against poppa, he rubbed my butt. Me legs just dangling there.
I felt something against my little hole, as poppa pressed his huge peenee against my hole. Momma wasn’t even home, but I thought she was. Poppa pressed harder against my hole.

“NOOOOO!” only word I knew.

“Need to teach you a lesson.” said poppa.
Poppa’s huge peenee went into my hole, I screamed at the top of my little lungs.

“Momma!” as poppa ignored it.
My belly got a lump in it, as poppa pressed his peenee into my hole all the way. I screamed and cried, popped moved his paws over the front of my body. He moved a paw over my little peenee.
I moaned as I was balling my head off, wishing poppa would take his huge peenee out of my hole. My arms and legs dangling toward the floor, as I was facing the floor.
Poppa moved his peenee out some, as I cried, wanting him to stop. But no matter how much I cried, poppa ignored me, and kept moving his huge peenee in and out of my body.
He moaned as he breathed heavily, moving his peenee in and out of my poor little hole. I continued crying, wishing it would all end, as poppa moved a paw over my little peenee.
The lump in my gut appeared, disappeared, and appeared again. Poppa’s peenee was just so huge. My body squirt with pee a little, as my peenee was being played with by poppa. Poppa moved his huge peenee in and out of my body, as I continued crying.
I wanted him to stop so badly, but he did not, no matter how much I was screaming and crying, he continued moving his huge peenee in and out of my poor little body. Blood was dripping on the floor, as my little hole was dripping with blood.
I cried and screamed as my butt was getting wetter with something else now. There was some sort of white stuff dripping from my body, as my poppa moaned heavily.
He continued moving his peenee in and out of my body, as I screamed again.

“MOMMA!” I yelled.
No one came, as poppa moved his huge peenee in and out of my body. White stuff dripping onto the floor, and mixing with my blood some… I wished harder that it would all end.
Poppa moved a little faster, as this white stuff was near running onto the floor now, poppa continued moaning.
My legs and arms dangled as he moved his huge peenee in and out of my body. I continued crying as more of this white stuff continued leaking from my butt.

“Attaboy, take it in.” whispered poppa.
Poppa moaned as I squirt a little pee again, as I suddenly felt more pain, as poppa pulled his huge peenee out of my body. The white stuff squirt all over the floor below me, as my butt dripped.
It was dripping a mixture of blood, and what ever this white stuff was, which must have came from my poppa’s huge peenee.
He moaned as he soon stopped peeing this white stuff all over the floor. He took me to a changing table.

“See son, that wasn’t so bad was it?” said poppa.
Poppa placed a diaper onto my body, but not before cleaning me up. He did so the same way he cleaned me of my poop. He licked my blood and his white stuff from my butt.
And then, he placed on a clean diaper, and then left me to play with my toys again. I continued crying some, as I slowly began to calm down. After-all it was over, so at least a huge peenee was no longer in my hole.

(FIN!)