Rise of Pee-Utopia
Chapter 2: The Doctor is In


There’s A pile in this world, like a big filth pit
And the people within love naught but shit
And they’re covered in their filth, from tail to tit
And they call it Pee-Utopia…


The stench permeated through walls, keeping hold over the lower levels of the city like an encroaching greenish-brown miasma, maintaining dominion over the stink-lustful lower class. How long had it been since The Empress’ complete domination? Weeks? Months? Years? No one but her could really say, and even SHE lost track of time once in a while. That being said, plenty of things slipped her mind from time to time, what with all the horny, moaning pleading coming from the outskirts of the palace from out her window, the slow, droning whir of the television in her room (Tuned to the ‘Sally Worship 24/7 obedience channel, of course), or the hedgehog nose that was firmly pressed against her filthy anus, huffing up chipmunk farts and begging between moans and kisses for release, for the ability to cum, all which would only be welcomed by another fart and another exponential wave of pleasure to the cerulean shit-sniffer.


“Empress Sally!” A voice rang from outside her room, a familiar, chipper female voice. One of a trusted advisor, and after a warm “Come in~” From the chipmunk, in stepped the buxom bat. Rouge had foregone with her old thieving outfit, leaving it neatly tucked far away, far out of reach. Her new outfit consisted of similar thigh high boots, though with adorable brown poop curls at the tip instead of hearts, and instead of her normal skin tight suit, she now war a tight-fitting white labcoat, which looked much more brown now then white.


“Sonic, you whore, tend to Miss Rouge’s footgear~” Sally would command as Rouge sat with a thick SQUELCH! As her diaper contacted with the hard chair, squeezing a bit of her noxious guano through the leg holes of her padding. Sonic, obedient as ever, nodded fervently and instantly was bent over, kissing, licking, and sucking the shit clean off the bat’s boots, shaking his ass lovingly at his mistress, showing off the thick purple buttplug that Sally herself had stuffed there to prevent the blue blur from shitting before his meal times. “Now, Rouge honey, what is it?~”


“We’ve had a breakthrough with patient 1231-1975!” She exclaimed, beaming with glimmering, twinkling eyes, that sally would smile at. “A breakthrough, hmmm? Elaborate…”

“Well, after weeks of working on weakening her mental endurance, we think she’s finally snapped to an extent. She’s…. She’s wet herself, Empress. To be fair, it isn’t that mu-” ''That’s enough, Rouge dear.” Sally would proclaim, which instantly made Rouge stop, bowing her head timidly. “Although, that is acceptable. Alright. Take me to her. Maybe a bit of pushing from Empress physically will cause her to completely fall~” Sally would say, before standing up, Rouge gasping and nodding. “Of course, Empress!” Rouge would say, standing up so quick, she ended up stepping lightly on Sonic’s tongue. He’d yipe, whimpering softly before Sally would smile. “Sonic, you faggot, stay and watch the telly. No touching your cockie until I get back!” She commanded, and sonic nodded, before slowly pawing over to the television and kneeling in front of it, his stomach gurgling like mad as he stared into the spiral on the tv, suckling on his thumb as he thought of the love of his life and the commander of his body.












The re-education wing of the castle was either hell or heaven, depending on how far gone you were from treatment. Either way, the main hall was complete chaos. Everywhere, something different was happening- In one corner, a dazed rabbit pooping her pants was getting pissed on by a guard while constantly exclaiming “Thank you, Daddy, I love you~” Over and over between mouthfuls of salty piss, In another, a pair of dazed skunks were pushing their greasy assholes against either side of a raccoon’s face, farting loudly while the completely lusty raccoon was jerking himself off furiously, and in yet another place there were guards surrounding a still seemingly aware and worried cat, trembling with fear and gagging at the stench as a person in a labcoat pushed through the guards with a syringe filled with a purple liquid.


“Rather calm today, Isn’t it Rouge, Dear?” She’d ask the head of Re-Education Sciences. “Yes, Empress, only a few new patients were slated for induction today. On the bright side, all of our solitary re-education rooms are still full, and at least one is churned out a day!” She said. “Though, I am worried when we run out of pati-” “Silence, Rouge. If you’re lucky, that problem will be solved by the time the next few months have passed. Just take me to her.” She said, and wordlessly, as if the stern, dominating voice of the empress shut her brain off, rouge nodded, pissing her diaper for the fourth time today as she led the empress to the Re-Education Clinics, walking past door after door of moaning, panting, and babbling individuals respectively, until they reached a quiet cell, with the number 1231-1975 slotted in under the darkened window. “Very good. Allow me in, put a guard patrol on duty here, and keep watch as I shatter her old world into tiny bits~” Sally commanded. Rouge, Again, wordlessly nodded and opened the door, allowing Sally to enter before closing it again and following her orders.








As opposed to the moans, groans, and farts heard in the adjacent rooms, all that came from the highchair in the center of THIS room was the occasional gurgle from the seat’s occupant and the growling of their stomach. The occupant of the highchair wore a pair of large, pink, noise-cancelling headphones over her ears, pumping new thoughts and delightful hypnotic tunes into her head. In front of her sat a screen, filled with pretty colours, spirals, footage of hot, horny girls being good stinky sluts, and of course, shots of Sally and her magnificent shit-caked asshole.


Sally would foray over to the main control module for the apparatus, slowly lowering the hypnotic stimuli’s intensity just enough so the patient would be well aware of whom and what was toying with her, before slowly approaching from behind… Brushing the poor thing’s yellow bangs away from her eyes, the fox’s breathing turning to pants through her gag as she realizes who it is. “Awww, There’s widdle Tailsy-Wailsy~ Happy to see empress?~” she asked lovingly, gently tracing a grimy digit along the fox’s lips, causing his (her?) glazed over eyes to quiver with lust. The high chair would squeak a bit as the bound vulpine tried desperately to relieve his burning hot and rock hard diaper tent, trying to hump it against the high chair’s table but coming up short.


“Awww, VERY happy to see me~” She said, squeezing the boy’s padded hard-on softly, causing Tails to moan loudly. “I’ve heard you’ve been a good girl lately, dear~ Just for that, I have a surprise~” She’d say, all lovey dovey, as the dazed and confused fox stared at Empress with deep interest in her eyes, fluttering occasionally as a new round of hissing proved that the fox was indeed pissing her pampers like a good girl. Sally would duck away for a moment, and after just a few moments, a sack of dung that was a used pamper landed on the table of the highchair with a SPLAT! The sound and the stench made Tails moan and pant and drool all at once, sending his indoctrinated mind into a lusty fit.




“Now, now, sweetie, quit fidgeting~ Mommy will help you by feeding you~” She’d say, giggling as she pulled out a large silver spoon, gently yanking out Tails’ gag, allowing the torrent of drool to journey out of her mouth and all over her bare chest and her at least c cup breasts… wait… were those always there? It was too hard to think, more easy to focus on Sally’s humming and watching the spoon scoop up a thick, heaping spoonful of thick, disgusting Chipmunk dung, Sally giggling as she’d mimic an airplane flying into Tails’ waiting mouth, before the fox quickly clamped down on the spoon, pulling back, cleaning the spoon in one go and moaning loudly as he let the disgusting, bitter filth dissolve on his tongue, chewing the hard bits and swallowing it down in the span of a few seconds. “Patience, dear…. Savor it~ Don’t want you getting a tummyache!” Sally would chide, as she prepared the next spoonful.


This would go on over the course of a half an hour, spoonful after spoonful of filth, moaning fits and dirty giggles galore from the fox, and by the time it came to the last bite, the yellow vixen’s body was matted with a thick layer of sweat, his diaper was filled with piss and precum, and he was teetering on both cumming and pooping his brains out. “Now, my dear little foxslut…” Sally would say in her motherly, dominant tone. “As soon as you swallow this last spoon of mommy’s nummy shit, you’re gonna forget all about the old you. There’ll be no chance of getting him back again. You’ll cum and shit and fart and giggle until he’s completely gone~ You can do that for mummy, can’t you?~” She’d ask, and the little fox sissy would nod fervently, drooling brown drool, desperate for mommy’s noxious waste. “Good girl~” She’d say, which sent Tails reeling forward into the spoon,grabbing up all the filth and savoring the flavor, letting it melt and coat his mouth, letting it taint his drool all over, letting it taint his breath, and then soon after, letting it slide down his gullot, into his belly, engorged with the Empress’ pre-deposited excrement, and thusly, sealing the fox’s fate.






It happened almost immediately, and simultaneously. A loud moan, a loud fart, the crackling of filling padding, and the signs of leaking padding from the front. In a deep, and final blast of euphoria, the fox formerly known as Miles Prower was purged from his body forever. In his stead now was nothing more but an empty canvas, a blank slate, with a rapidly deflating cock, a diaper filled to the brim with piss, shit, and cum, and eyes that are as empty as that of an actual infants. “Mmmm, very good dear~ So good~ Such a good girl….” She said, before squishing her filthy padding to the kit’s ass. “Now, be a good dear and keep your eyes on the telly~ Your new life is about to start… As my new obedient, sissy, slutty head of technological advancement~ You, dear, will forever be known as Piles “Turds” Snacker. Hmm…. Far too formal. I think Turd Snacker, or Turdy for short~” She said, as the doll just smiled wide and empty, showing she liked the name. Or the lusty, filthy situation she was in, either or. With a few keystrokes and clicks, a new program of mind indoctrination was created, and in naught but a few hours, 10 tops, the stinky fox would be the knew head of the re-education wing.


As Sally left Turdy’s room, relieving the guards, Rouge would be seen storming up to the Empress. “Empress, with all due respect, what makes you think you can just waltz in and give some lowlife fox MY JOB?! WHY MUST YOU REPLACE ME WHEN I’VE DONE SO MUCH FOR Y-” SNAP! Rouge instantly stopped speaking, eyes going half lidded as she farted again, filling her diaper to a respectable lower thigh sag. “Enough of your whining and idle prattle, Rouge. All you do is talk. Sure, you do give results, but with someone MUCH smarter at the helm, and more obedient as well, things will go along more swimmingly.” She said, as the bat would nod mindlessly. “Yes, Empress… All G-glory to Pee-utopia…. All hail… Ro… Robotnik… Indust….ries….” She said, before falling to her knees, nodding off into an entranced sleep.






Sally would smirk, and look down the hall, where a very familiar cloaked figure stood. Slowly, almost menacingly, they approached the k.o’ed bat. “She will become accustomed to her new purpose under you, I suppose, dear. Keep her, and do with her what you must.” Sally would say, patting the cloaked figure on the head. “Thank you for this generous gift, Empress… I will use her in any and every way I desire. I trust that means the fox has been…?”


“Dealt with, yes. Turdy will now be the head of our re-education wing.” Sally said, smiling. “You can come and meet her tomorrow morning. But for now, You’ve brought me enough resistors, go and have fun with your toy~” She commanded, and the cloaked figure chuckled. “Of course, empress…” The figure bowed deeply, as they picked up the prone bat, whisking her out of the castle entirely.


With a final look back at Turdy’s room, she’d smile wide. “With her intellect under my thumb, surely Phase 1 will be finished in record time…. After that… Oh, THAT is when things will get interesting…”


Fin