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From Meetings to Naptime

By Horatio Husky

Commission for TheAnon

West Hospital, Psychiatric Ward - 2.14.19 - 11:28 A.M.

The smell was truly overpowering. One wouldn't expect such a stench to come from a 28 year old vixen, whose appearance at first gave the impression of a very refined, well toned body with sharp, blue eyes.

However, the line of drool that was now pooling on the front of a large bib wrapped around her neck, as well as the noticeable sag of the poop filled diaper around her waist quickly did away with such initial impressions.

"Bwah bwah gack! Hehehe, bwuuuuuuuh!"

The vixen wore nothing but the bib and large, medical diaper around her waist, which she seemed to have quite enthusiastically filled with poop just minutes earlier.

She pawed at the front of her diaper, cooing excitedly as she reveled in the feeling of her poopy diapers. An orderly opened the door quietly, a kindly looking cow fur whose sensitive nostrils were immediately bombarded with the stench of the vixen's pooped diapers.

"My my Heather! I think you really did a number on that diaper! Let's get you changed out of that poopy mess before you catch a rash, how does that sound?"

"Goo... Guh guh!" came the vixen's witty response, as much to the orderly' chagrin she teetered on the two feet she was standing on, before falling down on her rump, the poop in the diaper pressing against her backside with a squish, causing a giggle to escape from her maw.

"Now now none of this, let's get you cleaned up."

The vixen placed a paw in her muzzle and began to suckle and drool over it as she allowed herself to be picked up by the surprisingly strong orderly and placed atop an oversized changing table, obviously designed for much larger babies.

Heather let a gurgle loose from her throat as the orderly gently strapped her down, scrunching her face instinctually at the smell of the vixen's poopy diaper.

"We've got a visitor for you today sweetie, apparently somebody from your old place of work! They've come to bring you some... treats, was it what the memo said?"

Heather, having barely understood most of the words that came out of the orderly's mouth, gurgled appreciatively and let out a soft, delicate grunt.

A series of soft, wet sounding 'blorps' came from inside of the already well pooped diapers, causing it to sag slightly further underneath its poopy mess. Her facial expression blanked and her jaw dropped open as the plastic from the diaper crinkled loudly from the strain that her pushing her poop into it gave it.

The distinct noises coming from her butt could not make it more apparent of what she was doing, she left out a series of grunts and panting noises as the mess fell from clinging to the fur in the bottom to the front part of the diaper, radiating warmth throughout the bottom and front of her now slightly brown diaper.

She moved to sit down and rock back and forth in her own steaming mess, as the orderlies often caught her doing when they had forgotten to change her diaper for a while. The bovine clucked her tongue and pushed the vixen back down onto her back, preventing her from doing so.

"Looks like you weren't finished pooping that diaper just quite yet little thing. Gosh you smell strongly though, we really need to get you out of that diaper now before you poop it again and leak!"

The female bovine made quick work of the poopy diapers which were now almost desperately hugging at the sides of the vixen's delicate waist, the strain of the mess she was producing taxing the poopy diapers to their limits.

Soon enough the still drooling vixen had gotten changed out of her heavily pooped diapers and into fresh, crisp white ones.

Sticking a limp paw into her muzzle, Heather quickly covered it with drool as the front of her new diaper grew warm and slightly yellow, wetting the diaper almost instantly after being changed into it.

The bovine nurse only tsked to herself, before picking up the vixen underneath her arms and placing her down on the soft carpet on the floor of her room, depositing a teething ring gently in her paws.

The vixen giggled, revealing her gums as she happily started to gently gnaw on the ring, drool dripping down into her lap.

A tall, muscular elk entered the room. His expression was a mixture of apprehension, disdain, and concern as he gave the vixen the up and down.

"If only you weren't so obsessive with checking your email all the time, this wouldn't have happened," he muttered to himself, as he knelt down next to the vixen.

He did his best to smile sweetly at her, and cooed as he withdrew from under his arm and oversized, cheerful looking teddy bear.

Instantly it drew the vixen's attention, and scooting over on her diaper she moved her arms up over her head, making grabby hands with her paws as she exclaimed.

"Guh! GUH! G-gIB: Duh duh! Duhuuurr grshh... Gah goo..."

"Here you go sweetie, a nice teddy bear to keep you company at the hospital while we figure out how we can help you."

The elk gently deposited the teddy bear into her reaching arms. She responded in kind by giving the stuffed animal a big squeeze, happily giggling to herself.

Suddenly her tail raised itself poignantly behind her thick, white diapered bottom, almost like a question mark.

The elk frowned, and suddenly paled as he realized what was going to happen.

Using the teddy bear as a degree of leverage, the adult vixen grunted and squealed a little as she squeezed the teddy bear.

"FFFFRRRRRRRTTTT!"

A large fart escaped her behind as she began to heavily poop into the back of her recently fresh diapers, she could feel the shit pile up underneath her bottom and spread throughout the backseat of the diaper, a steaming pile of sticky mush that immediately clung to her backside, coating her bottom in her own poop and giving her a feeling of total release and bliss.

She felt her mind go completely blank as the only thing she could focus was the poop violently escaping from her open butt, completely helpless and unashamed as she felt her maw move into a goofy grin, a line of drool pooling onto her bib as she let out a few more farts and grunts, her bottom wanting to completely vacate itself of the large amount of poop that she now was producing and pushing right into her diapers.

The stench immediately hit the elk's nostrils and he grimaced, holding them shut with two fingers as he watched the vixen helplessly and almost violently poop her diapers.

A relieved sigh escaped her once she had finished, and she giggled as she wiggled around in her mess, hugging the teddy bear with glee.

"Duhhhhhh... I poopoo... poopoo diaper! Poopoo diaper! Haha! BIG poopoo diaper..."

And with a pained look on his face, the elk turned around and knocked on the door of the room, indicating to the orderly outside that his visit had come to its conclusion.

As he passed the orderly, he mentioned the vixen pooping her diapers right in front of him, and suggested that she might need to be changed out of them.

The bovine nodded and motioned to go inside, but the elk continued, "Is she... Always going to be this... retarded?"

The bovine stopped, and raised an eyebrow, "I believe the lab is still looking to figure out the cause of her break down, but frankly I don't know. We've been getting a lot of people that have undergone extreme mental retardation like her over the past few days. We're not sure whether we could call it an epidemic, but something is definitely happening. We'll keep you informed, however."

The elk nodded, and awkwardly excused himself. The bovine watched him for a while as he left, before she returned to her own duties.

Heather was feeling no such feelings of disgust as she rocked around on the floor in her now well pooped diapers, the mess coating her behind but well contained in the diapers as a faint memory sparked in her infantile head.

She had been at a meeting, she could still remember that word. There had been many furs and scalies in front of her wearing very fancy clothing. She giggled, remembering how dignified and uptight they looked sitting there in the oak and leather chairs.

She had stood up, turning around to retrieve something out of her bag. Completely unabashed she had proceeded to shamelessly strip off her own suit, much to the horror of the majority of the members of the board meeting, and to the secret, perverse pleasure of more than one of them.

To add to their surprise she retrieved a large, white diaper that she had recently purchased at a drug store on the way to work that day.

Heather giggled to herself, letting out a few more farts into her poopy diaper and soaking the front more, she was recalling her favorite part.

She had laid herself on the table, and surprisingly expertly diapered herself up once she had fully stripped. At this point several members of the meeting had raised their objections, and several people moved towards her with concerned looks on their faces.

But what she did next stopped them all in their tracks.

"I make poopy in my diaper! Dhur hur! Goo-goo gaga dur hur pfft frt pfft!"

She had announced with gusto, making raspberry noises with her lips as she raised her arms with glee. She clambered up on the table, now in full view of everyone in the room as well as the office workers now watching the spectacle through the glass of the meeting room.

She crouched and grunted, her face reddening slightly as she pushed with all her might.

"PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFT!"

A colossal fart left her behind as she pushed all of her poop into the back seat of the diaper, a noticeable brown sag forming instantaneously. She felt her senses grow numb as she did so, her mouth opening and tongue lolling out in an expression of utter ecstasy and release.

Drool dribbled out of her mouth onto the meeting room table and her eyes almost crossed as she felt the shit leaving her body and pushing into the diaper around her waist, a large pile of steaming poop contained and pressed against her backside, causing a noticeable droop much to the horror of everyone at the table.

The entire room stood still, shocked at what they had just seen. Unashamedly she sat down on top of her now poopy diaper, spreading the mess around by rubbing her diaper and giggling to herself.

"All done! Heather make big poopoo in her diapers! Goo' girls have poopy diapers on their behinds!"

Heather started to chew on the ear of the teddy bear, lost in her memories of her first diaper that she had pooped, and with a large audience no less. The idea of pooping her diapers in front of people helplessly brought her no end of pleasure.

She giggled into the teddy bear's ear, "Stinky! I big poopy in my diapew! Poopy diaper me make big poopy! Me r-retard poopy in diapew! Poopy diaper wetard!"

The bovine orderly that had changed her before peeked in, and her mouth fell slightly ajar as she noticed the state of Heather's diaper.

"Again? But I just changed you like ten minutes ago! I wanted you nice and clean for your visitor!"

Striding into the room she scooped her up once more, depositing her onto the changing table.

"It's a good thing we've been ordering these diapers in bulk, you get through them like an inpatient with the flu gets through tissues!"

Heather only responded by giggling and reinserting her paw into her muzzle, now that the teddy bear's ear was nowhere within reach.

"That guy was quite handsome too, do you think he likes you? He seemed pretty concerned about you. Looks like somebody has a crush on our little baby Heather! Hopefully you will get to spend some more time with him in the future hehe."

The vixen was completely oblivious to what exactly the orderly was talking about, but the kindly looking bovine smiled down at Heather, which was enough for her to do so in kind.

She wriggled happily as the nurse wiped her down once again and deposited the poopy diaper in a large, industrial looking diaper pail.

"All nice and clean, now who's my good little diaper pooper? It's you! Yes you are! Yes you are!"

The cooing from the orderly elicited a round of giggles and squirming from the vixen as she was tickled on her belly, right above the crinkling plastic of her diaper front.

The consequences of the tickling were immediately heard as a soft hissing noise came from the front of the vixen's diapers, a warm spreading across her front that felt good to her.

"Why am I not surprised in the slightest, oh well, you'll get another change when you've pooped yourself again, which I believe won't be too long anyway. You big babies have been pooping yourselves more than the little babies have been recently!"

Depositing a soft kiss on top of the vixen's forehead, the bovine picked her up and carried her over to a large, impressive looking crib by the wall of the room, up against the windows which were covered in colorful, plastic looking bars. Unbeknownst to both the orderly and Heather, they were reinforced with steel.

"Time for a nap little one, try and keep that diaper clean for me now can you?"

Heather gurgled back in response, and cooed out a, "Guh!"

"Oh that's right! He brought you a new friend to cuddle up with!"

Picking up the teddy bear from the carpet she strode over back to Heather, who had now laid down in the crib and was fixated with one of her paws in the muzzle.

"Here you go, sweet dreams!"

The bovine raised the bars of the crib, which extended all the way to the ceiling, before securing several locks securely.

All this security, yet they're all so wonderfully helpless. I think I could put her in an actual infant's crib and she wouldn't be able to get out anyway. Well, protocol is protocol anyway.

Shaking her head, but smiling sweetly at her charge, the orderly bid her goodnight once more before exiting the room, flicking the light switch off on her way out.

The last thing she heard in Heather's room was a distinctive grunting noise, but as far as the bovine was concerned, that was going to be the problem of the next orderly after her shift.

Heather's face reddened as she pushed, her mind seemingly wired to vacate her bowels of poop whenever the chance arose. This time it required more effort, and she whimpered softly until it all broke through like water bursting through a dam.

Her mess torrented into the back seat of her diapers, her bowels seeming to spasm violently as she pushed all of the poop out of her which hurled itself into the seat of her diapers.

She panted, feeling the front of her diapers growing warm as she reached over and clumsily grasped the bars of the crib for support and crouched.

She could feel the warm mush ooze and stick to her behind, slightly more liquidy than usual as she felt more streaming out of her butt adding to the reservoir of mess pooling in the bottom of her diapers.

At last she ran out of poop to push into her diapers, and she sighed with relief. Her mouth still hanging open and drooling unabashed onto her bib, eyes half shut with bliss.

After a moment, she gurgled, "Poopy diapew! I make poopy diapew!"

Only her teddy bear was there to hear her ecstatic exclamations about the state of her diapers, she looked at him, sitting next to her with his ear still wet with her drool.

Sitting up she pulled him down into a lying position, before depositing the seat of her poopy diaper on top of his face.

"Stinky poopy diapew! Make poopy!"

She giggled once more, before flopping over on her pillow and bringing the teddy bear close to her chest. Letting out a few long breaths, she finally drifted off to sleep.