Three Year Old Fievel In, Dirty Diapers And Other Things.

Characters; Three-Year-Old Fievel. And Denny Mouse Also Three-Years-Old.

Kinks and fetishes.
Scat and watersports.
Excessive amounts of scat.

1.

Fievel and I were sent into bed at one, as we were to take a nap. Saturday as Fievel and I didn’t exactly just go to sleep. We lay there side by side looking at the ceiling.
We had just pull-ups on, and nothing else, as they sometimes let us go around with just a diaper in this hot weather. Instead of sleeping though, we soon turned around and faced each other.

“Are you sleepy?” I asked.

“No I am not, why do we have to nap?” asked Fievel.

“Cause grownups say we have to.” I said.

“I have to go potty.” said Fievel.

“Me too. What do you have to do?” I asked.

“Both peepee and poopoo.” answered Fievel.

“Well we do have pull-ups on.” I suggested.

“You mean mess our pull-ups even though I am suppose to use the potty?” asked Fievel.

“Yeah if you want to.” I said.

“I don’t like the potty anyways.” said Fievel.

“Well then lets make a mess of these.” I suggested.

“Press your front against me.” said Fievel.

“Yeah lets I would love to.” I said.
We pressed our fronts against each others, our diapers making crinkling sounds as we rubbed against each others fronts.
I don’t know about Fievel, but my little peen was hard in my diaper, as Fievel moaned a little. I would piss these soaked and then poop in them too. Fievel and I rubbed front to front.
I moaned again, and then let me pee begin to come out of my body, into my pull-ups. I felt them getting warm with my pee, as Fievel was releasing his bladder at the same time.
We both moaned as we peed, peeing our diapers full, as we kissed.
Fievel farted while we were kissing, and then grunted hard. So was I for that fact, as my poop was pressing at me to go.
I moaned as my poop begun to slide from my body, with a bit of pain, as it was pretty big. And then that piece cut off, as I panted.
Fievel did the same, as I placed my paws on his diaper.
Fievel placed his on my diaper, as we could both feel lumps in our diapers. We knew we’d both pooped a bit, as we started again.
We pooped a second piece of poop, as we could both feel it filling our diapers little by little. We were feeling each other’s diapers, as we pooped, so as to feel the mess we were making in them.
Fievel’s bed was a little wet, as our diapers were leaking, but we didn’t care about that anyways, as we pooped a third, fourth, and fifth piece into our diapers. We could feel this in our paws.
We both moaned as we soon got up, and then got to Fievel’s floor.
I pulled my pull-ups down, as did Fievel. We carefully took off our diapers, with about five pieces of poop in them both.
Fievel went over to his closet, and then looked at me, standing in nothing at all now. As I came to the closet with Fievel.

“What are we doing in here.” I asked.

“Want to poop on a stuffed toy?” asked Fievel.

“Would I?” I asked.

“Yeah you want to?” asked Fievel.

“Please.” I said.

“Here’s a rabbit, want that?” asked Fievel.

“I don’t care what it is, I’ll love pooping on it.” I said.
He handed me a white and pink bunny, as I lay it below myself.
Fievel grabbed a white bear, which looked in a way new.

“You going to watch me poop?” asked Fievel.

“If you make it visible to me.” I said.
Fievel leaned over backwards, we hovered his anus over the bear. He moaned a bit, as he pressed to push a piece out of his body.
I grunted a bit, as I lifted me ass up enough to poop on the bunny’s white parts. What were left of them that is, as this bunny was stained with what looked like many bladders full.
He was dry, but somewhat musky as I grunted laying back in somewhat of the position Fievel was in. Fievel was able to watch me poop, from the position I was in I could watch Fievel too.
I pooped my sixth and seventh pieces of poop onto a bunny, having some of my poop sticking on the bunny. Fievel pooped the same number of times now, as he pooped his third piece.
Fievel grunted as poop began to pile on the bear. The bear would have brown spots on it now, as Fievel pooped piece after piece.
I moaned as I pooped another piece onto the bunny, it piling up some as I pooped it. I moaned as I played with my little peen, while pooping another piece on the bunny… moaning as I did.
We both pooped about five pieces of poop on our separate plushies, before we moved toward each other. We let the messy plushies sit, as Fievel and I hugged each other for a kiss.

“So you want to mess anything else up?” asked Fievel in a whisper.

“The loveseat is kind of clean, what if we poop on that some?” I suggested in a question.

“That would be kind of fun, lets.” agreed Fievel.
We left the closet, leaving our mess in there. We went to the loveseat, as we sat on the loveseat facing each other in the middle.
We were close enough to press our little peens against each others. We would poop as we might make out, kissing each other, holding paws as we would choose these positions to start pooping.
I don’t know how many pieces of poop we had now pooped, as we let a bunch in our diapers, we let piles on the plushies. And now we were on the fairly clean loveseat, but not for long.
We smiled at each other as our lips touched, our legs slightly apart, just enough to allow pooping. We were both on our knees, but being nearly the exact height and size, it was a perfect fit.
Our peens touching as they were and had been hard this whole time. Throughout pooping on what we’d pooped on or in so far.
Our peens managed to stay hard the whole time. Something in me told me, something was getting wet. Though coming to think of it, nothing ever came out before when I had that certain feeling.
This feeling that your body is peeing, and hard, but nothing coming from my peen. Something was telling me that it would go all over Fievel, and it seemed like I would actually pee something.
What I mean is, that this time it felt like something would actually really come from my peen this time, but not pee.
Fievel moaned too like I was moaning, as we both allowed just one piece to escape our body’s, and then we quit kissing for a moment.

“Did you poop?” asked Fievel.

“Yeah, did you?” I asked.

“Yeah but my body feels like its going to peepee something.” said Fievel.

“That’s strange Fievel, but my body feels the same.” I grunted, and then dropped another large piece from my anus.

“Did you just drop another piece?” asked Fievel.

“Didn’t you?” I asked.

“I, I am now.” said Fievel.
Our peens still together, as they were hard as heck and were for awhile now, but this sensation of peeing was getting stronger.
There still wasn’t anything coming from our peens, as we were rubbing them together some. The more we rubbed our penises the more we both kept feeling like peeing, and getting stronger.
I tried to pee anyways, as I believe Fievel might have been trying the same thing. Nothing was coming from either of our body’s.
My body suddenly began to have one of them things, a peak. Came on really strong as I was expecting nothing to come out of my peen. Boy was I wrong, as something squirt from my peen.
I was in the middle of grunting out another piece of poop, as my body actually spat something from my peen. It came out kind of like peeing, but it was all slimy like, but came from my peen.
Fievel’s was doing it too, did he and I just break something in our body’s?, either-way we were both squirting it what ever it is.
It felt like peeing, but slimy stuff instead of pee, all gooey all over both our furry fronts. We squirt in on each others fronts. One after another, as I squirt about eighteen times.
So did Fievel, as it ran down us both, and on the loveseat. We were making the loveseat wet with our seminal fluid. We both moaned as it squirt from our body’s many times.
We soon hugged each other, kissing with our fronts covered in little boy cum. I say it that way as I am no older than Fievel.
We finally climbed into Fievel’s bed, after leaving a mess on other things other then just our diapers. We made plushies dirty and a use to be fairly clean loveseat messy with poop.
We now lay in Fievel’s bed, as we fell asleep. It was a very relaxing nap, as my dreams were weird, but when are dreams ever making too much sense?

“Get Up You Two.” said Fievel’s momma to us.

“Huh?” I got up.

“You two go out to that living room, I have to clean this.” said momma. Momma Mousekewitz begun to clean our mess, as we went into the living room, and then sat on the living room loveseat. Momma Mousekewitz never made us dress.
So here we sit, on the living room loveseat, as momma Mousekewitz came threw the living room with the loveseat’s cushions taking them outside to air out, after removing the poop.
When she had a moment, she finally stopped working on cleaning the mess.

“You two will need to learn to clean this someday.” said momma Mousekewitz.

“Sorry maam.” I said.

“Well in the future, I will make you two clean your mess.” said momma Mousekewitz.
Fievel and I were sitting side by side in nothing at all, as we watched some TV. Dinner would be pretty soon Fievel and I probably wanted to do more, but not for just now.
No, we just sat watching TV, as momma came in the room with new and clean pull-ups.

“Do we have to?” asked Fievel.

“As long as you make a mess of them, you must wear them. You too Denny.” said momma.

“Yes maam.” I said reluctantly as I grabbed the pull-ups from momma Mousekewitz’s paw.
We were now sitting on the living room loveseat with pull-ups on. She said nothing about the wetness of our fur, of slimy peepee.
She either didn’t notice at all, or just didn’t care. A couple of little boys won’t figure out sex, that’s too far. But she probably knew just the same, just cared that they got along with each other.
Of course two boys our age shouldn’t probably be interested in it at all, but we both liked to hump each other. And now we found that this slimy stuff sometimes comes out of our peens.
For now though, we sat side by side watching TV, paws in paws and arms around each other. Momma was sitting on the EZ-chair.

2.

We were paw fingers in paw fingers as we sat watching television. But my mind was on my peen for some reason, as I sat watching what was on the TV screen. Fievel and I both smiling.
Time passed like a bullet, and it was bedtime already.

“Boys, go brush your teeth and get your pajamas on.” said momma.

“Yes maam.” I said.

“Yes momma.” said Fievel.
We headed for the bathroom, and then as momma Mousekewitz had said, we brushed our teeth well. We went to Fievel’s room, and then we did as we were told, and placed on once piece pajamas.
Would they stay on?, something in me said no, as Fievel and I found rubbing our peens, to peepee slimy stuff. And it felt really good to lose the stuff from our body’s.
We got into bed and then just laid there for the moment. We got into positions facing each other. We gazed at each others different colors, or at least the fact I had white around my right eye.
Fievel thought this was really cute, as soon we began to kiss. 
Fievel and I made out for a little while, pressing our fronts against each other. We grabbed each other’s butts, as we rubbed.
Rubbing against each other’s fronts, making our peens hard as we began to hump each other. We were doing this instead of sleeping, as we humped each other’s fronts.

“You want to try something?” I asked.

“Oh Denny yes, I am unbuttoning my pajamas.” said Fievel.

“Me too I guess.” we unbuttoned just the front of our pajamas.

“Are we wetting our pajamas?” asked Fievel.

“If we take our peens from our diapers we could.” I said.

“Maybe we will.” said Fievel.

“What if we move?” I asked.

“Why move from the bed?” asked Fievel.

“To re-wet the loveseat cushions.” I answered, as they were already dry.

“Oh yeah that would be fun, and we could wet down these pajamas.” said Fievel.

“Sounds good to me. I have to poop though too.” I said.

“Me too, we could poop our diapers.” suggested Fievel.
We got on either side of the loveseat, facing each other, our knees touching each other’s knees. We pulled down, and held down enough of the front of our diapers, to get our peens out.
The back of our diapers were up far enough to catch our poop.
We would pee on each other, soaking each other and our pajamas in pee. We would end up in bed naked for momma to find us tomorrow. She wouldn’t probably say too much.
Holding my diaper with one paw, holding me peen with the other, I peed a bit, all over Fievel’s front, and on his pajamas. Fievel smiled as he took a turn soon after me, liking him peeing on me.
We moaned as we peed, short squirts at first, as I suddenly let go of my bladder. Fievel done the same, as it ended in us both farting.

“We going to fill our pull-ups?” I asked.

“Yeah, and then I want to try something.” said Fievel, somewhat excited about what ever he wanted to try.
We held our diapers down, or continued to I should say, as we rubbed our penises against each other. I grunted as I left a piece slide from my anus, and into my pull-ups training pants.
Fievel grunted a bit, as he himself pressed out a clump of poop.
He moaned as he rubbed his peen against mine, as we were both messing up our pull-ups training pants. I grunted as I pooped a second piece into my diaper, as Fievel did too.

“We’re poopy buddy’s.” I said.

“I guess we are.” said Fievel.

I moaned as I dropped a third and fourth piece, into my pull-ups. Fievel was doing the same thing, as we pooped piece after piece into our diapers. We seemed to like our poop poking us.
We pooped to the point a piece was sticking in my anus. Fievel was moaning, as he too shit so much it was poking him.
Poop poking our asses, we pooped pieces on top of this, as they were seeming to be poking us, trying to go back in our body’s.

“What if I want to try to place my peen in your hole?” I asked.

“That is what I want to try.” said Fievel.

“That’s good, I never tried this though.” I said.

“Me either, but I want to try this.” said Fievel.
We took off all our things, including of course our wet pajamas.
We moved to Fievel’s bed, as he grabbed his foot-paws laying back first on his bed. He made it real easy to get at his ass.
I moved onto Fievel’s bed, as Fievel squeezed his cheeks… his butt cheeks of course. He was welcoming my peen into his anus.
I pressed my peen at Fievel’s anus, as we both were just kids really. Even still we were ready to try full anal sex. I pressed my peen into Fievel’s body, as he grunted a bit.

“Should I pull it out?” I asked.

“No please leave it in.” said Fievel.

“As you wish Fievel.” I replied.

“So Nn, now what do we do?” asked Fievel.

“I believe I am suppose to move my peen.” I said.

“Well move it then.” said Fievel.

“Am I suppose to move it in and out of you?” I asked.

“I don’t know this is the first time I’ve done this.” said Fievel.

“This is the first time I’ve done this.” I said.

“Me too.” answered Fievel.

“I guess I move my penis out a little.” I said.

“Then back in?” asked Fievel.

“I don’t know, maybe that’s what you do.” I said.
I moved my penis in and out of Fievel a few times.

“That fe-feels kind of funny, but I like it.” said Fievel.

“So I should do it some more?” I asked.

“Oh Denny please, make my body peepee slimy stuff.” said Fievel.

“What if my body does?” I asked.

“Then just pee it into my hole.” answered Fievel.

“Oh Fievel, are you sure, I could pull my peen out first.” I said.

“Don’t worry about that, just pee it into my hole.” said Fievel.
I moaned some as I moved my peen in and out of Fievel’s hole.
Fievel moaned as he grabbed his peen in one of his paws. He began to masturbate as I moved my peen in and out of his body.

“What are you doing?” I asked.

“It just seems natural to play with myself for some reason.” Fievel paused, “and it feels good.” said Fievel.

“I wonder if we’re doing this right?” I asked.

“Something seems both about it.” said Fievel.

“What do you mean?” I asked.

“Like something seems wrong about what we’re doing. But on the other paw, it seems to feel good too.” said Fievel.

“So I should keep my peen in your dirty hole?” I asked.

“Yes just keep moving your peen, it’s doing something to my body.” said Fievel.

“Is it good, do you like it?” I asked.

“Oh yeah Denny, your turn next though.” said Fievel.

“Oh yeah, I’d love to try this.” I agreed, I’d take Fievel’s peen next. And if we both peepeed clear slimy peepee, his would be in me this time… instead of the other way around.

I moaned as I moved my peen in and out of Fievel’s body, we fit so perfect that I could kiss him at the same time… didn’t have to reach at all, our body’s each nearly the same size and build.
I continued moving my peen in and out of Fievel’s hole, as I kissed his lips… Fievel kissing back as well. The weird have to pee feeling began coming over my body, low at first.
I moaned as did Fievel, moving his paw over his young peen. What am I saying?, we’re the same age. Fievel seemed right too, there was something wrong about it, but felt so right who cares.
I moved my young peen in and out of Fievel’s body, as his peen began to dribble. It wasn’t coming out like peeing, it was just forming droplets, and then dripped off of Fievel’s peen.
I wondered if mine was dripping but couldn’t see that up Fievel’s hole. Not that I was looking, as I made out with Fievel.
At the same time, he made out with me, as we enjoyed each others company while having sex. A word I didn’t really know.
Well maybe I knew the word, but wouldn’t say it aloud. That’s what Fievel and I were doing though, having full sex.
Neither of us knew the words, “having anal sex.” but that’s what I was doing to Fievel as he moaned liking it a lot.
I myself moaned as I moved my peen in and out of Fievel’s hole. Fievel moved a paw over his peen, as I moved mine in and out of him. This was just making Fievel orgasm harder.
I continued moving my peen in and out of Fievel’s hole, as Fievel continued moving a paw over his peen. We both moaned in orgasm, as Fievel continued moving a paw over his peen.
Suddenly we both had something dripping from our penises, or at least I assumed as I couldn’t see mine. My peen was deep in Fievel’s hole, as something did seem wrong about it.
Something like maybe we’re too young to want to do these things? What ever it was, I knew it somehow, but I didn’t care. It felt so good at the same time, that I did not want to stop.
Fievel moaned as he found himself in orgasm to the point it felt like his anus would peepee slimy stuff too. He was able to massage his balls as I moved my peen in and out of his body.

“Are we going to peepee into each other?” asked Fievel.

“You want to?” I asked.

“Yeah I do Denny.” said Fievel.
Moaning, I could tell my peak was coming, and building in my body. Fievel’s body was going into orgasm too, as his body quivered in orgasm, we would both peepee pretty soon.
I moaned as my peak came on strong, that feeling of peeing, as I would peepee slimy stuff into Fievel’s hole. Fievel moaned as I moved, taking his paw over his peen masturbating himself.
Fievel’s clear slimy peepee would go all over himself, as I continued moving my peen in and out of his body.
I moaned as I felt my body squirt its first squirt of slimy peepee. 
Fievel’s body went at near the same time, as I watched him squirt onto himself. We both peed it into three, four and Fievel times.
We continued peeing this slimy fluid, as the count went up, and over ten times. Not so good with counting, but getting better.
We both squirt a whole lot of times, as we finished someplace around eighteen or nineteen squirts. I pulled my peen from Fievel’s hole. Fievel grunted a bit, as it dripped onto Fievel’s bed.
We kissed for a period of time, as we laid front on front, me on top of Fievel. We laid there for a little while on each other, we smiled at each other.

“Well Fievel, want to stick it in me?” I asked.

“When I recup, ahh, recuperate?” said Fievel.

“I don’t know, I guess that’s right.” I said.

“So what position are we doing this?” asked Fievel.

“I’m going to sit on you, shoving it into myself.” I said.

“So I don’t have to change position?” asked Fievel.

“Nope, just lay there, I think I know a way we can do this.” I said.

“Will our peens squirt that stuff again?” asked Fievel.

“Yeah, is that okay for you?” I asked.

“Oh please, but my clear peepee will go in you.” said Fievel.

“I know it will, and I don’t mind.” I said.
I rubbed my butt on Fievel’s peen, as I made it hard for me. We had some Vaseline, which we were using to make it easier.
I rubbed some on my hole, and some on Fievel’s peen.
I pressed Fievel’s peen at my hole, I let Fievel’s peen penetrate my hole, as I moaned a bit. There was more pain than I had expected, but I took the pain as I promised Fievel that I would.

“Oh Denny, your hole feels good.”

“Wha, what if I have to pee?” I asked.

“Then pee on me, I don’t care.” said Fievel.

“But your bed Fievel.” I said.

“So it gets wet, we can change the covers.” said Fievel.

“Okay I just can’t hold it much longer.” I said.
I moaned as I squirt all over Fievel’s front, I wasn’t trying to hold back however, as it came out, but nor all at once. I moved myself up and down a bit, causing Fievel’s peen to go in and out of me.
My peen was erect, as I moved to cause Fievel’s peen to squirt slimy peepee into my body. I would later squirt it too, all over Fievel, as was my pee now. I would squirt it all over Fievel.
But for now I was peeing some, as I moved my butt up and down, doing all the work for Fievel. Fievel had to do nothing besides lay there and enjoy. He knew he would be peepeed on eventually.
But not normal pee, no something different, just the it was slimy. I came out in short squirts like peeing though, and felt good to lose.
I moaned as I peed little bits, Fievel not minding it as his bed got wet with my pee. Momma would have more to tell us about. For now it did not matter much, as I peed on Fievel’s front side.
Fievel did not mind, as I moved my butt up and down at the same time. I peed, moved down some, then peed pulling up some.
I kept Fievel’s peen in my hole throughout the whole thing, as I peed more onto Fievel’s front side. Fievel and I both moaned as our body’s went into orgasm, pissing on Fievel at the same time.
Fievel’s bed was getting a bit wet with my pee, as my pee cut off.
My body was going into stronger and stronger orgasm, as it would soon spit all over Fievel’s front side. My cum was clear, but I was able to lose it. I suspected it would turn white someday.
I moaned as I moved my butt, Fievel going into orgasm, his peen in my hole. I moved a paw over my peen, encouraging it to cum its clear slimy fluid all over Fievel’s front side.
Even though Fievel wasn’t the one being fucked, he grabbed his covers in his paws, and felt his peak coming on in his body.
My peak was building in my body at the same time, I would soon peepee slimy clear peepee. I would be peeing mine all over Fievel, as Fievel would peepee his into my dirty hole.
I moaned as I felt my full peak hitting me, my clear slimy peepee would be all over Fievel’s front. I wanted the feeling to last even longer, but as I wanted it to last longer, my first squirt left my body.

I begun to spit all over Fievel’s front, as Fievel moaned hard beginning to squirt his into my body. I moaned with Fievel’s peen deep in my body, as I squirt seminal fluid all over Fievel.
Fievel smiled as my body squirt seminal fluid, which I only knew as slimy peepee. But what ever this stuff was, it felt great to get rid of it. I moaned as seminal fluid ran from my hole.
We both squirt over eighteen times, as I messed up Fievel’s front side in my slimy peepee. I moaned some as I pulled Fievel’s peen from my hole. Fievel moaned some, as I did myself.
I laid down now aside of Fievel, as we both panted, we lost a lot of slimy peepee, as we rested a little while. There was a noise outside in the hallway, and then momma Mousekewitz came into the room.

“Boys, what were you doing in here?” asked 

“We’re ju, just laying down.” I said.

“You two boys were having sex, weren’t you?” asked momma.

“What if we were?” asked Fievel.

“You two are only three-years-old, you shouldn’t be doing this stuff.” said momma.

“But momma, we like it.” I said.

“Well still, you should wait until you are older.” said momma.

“But we like it maam.” I said.

“Yes momma, we do like it.” said Fievel.

“Well for now, change those wet covers, and then go to bed.” said momma.
We did as we were told, as momma helped us with the covers on Fievel’s bed. We replaced them with clean and dry covers, as momma Mousekewitz tucked us both in.
She kissed our foreheads as she tucked us both into bed. Fievel and I faced each other in bed soon after, as we fell asleep with each others arms wrapped around each other. Momma had us in diapers.

(FIN!)