Diaper Lab: Ch 3
CHAPTER 3
The next day, with the primate still sleeping in his big crib in his room, a colleague of Prof S's stopped by - fellow inventor. "Heya pal! What goes on, yall?" The quirky male boar said as he entered.
Prof S was at his main computer (which looks like the touch-screens from the movie Wall-E). The coon looks over to his colleague, just finishing his cup of coffee "Not much Muate, just checking up on my Subject here..."
The boar smirked at him. They were in the upstairs techno-room, which was a level above the large, spacious lab room was, and there was a one-way glass, where the 'Subject' would be in there, not seeing anything but a white ceiling when looking at the glass.
"HA! I bet you're up to your diaper stuff with a new victim, then, eh?" Prof S simply grins.
"He's been one of my favorite poopers. Just destroys the diapers." The coon said as he got up to get Muate a cup of coffee. Though the boar was nowhere near interested in the fetish of farting and pooping like Prof S, it never really bothered him about it. In fact, that boar was the one who suggested many of the ideas and suggestions that Prof S uses today for his diaper tech.
So the two talked and chatted amongst each other. An hour later, the boar remembered something, "OH YEAH! I just remembered! I gotta present for you!" The coon's ears perked up; in his spare time, Muate sometimes looks for ways to improve Prof S's diaper tech - it's not like Prof S can't come up with anything, he just trusts the boar's creativity.
Looking interested and excited, Prof S puts his second coffee aside and asks "Really now? You shouldn't have, bub. But hell, let's see it!"
The gruff pig smirked as he took out a glass box. "I made a new upgrade for yer diapers! Completely compatible with that nappy tech of yers, jus' fer you!" He opened it, and showed a metal tube with a couple of square bulbs, and a small remote included.
"I promise ya, this is better than that Oatmeal Poop I thought up."
"Well, let's hear it. What's your new invention?" Prof S probes, eager to know what the new gadget is for.
"I call it The InserShooter! Here, hold it fer a sec," He handed the metal thing to the raccoon and brought out the remote. He pressed a button, and a glass tube materialized from one end, generating like a hologram. "This one's fer makin' shovin those suppositories up his shitter all the more easier!"
"Why don't we try it out on the subject right now? I'd like a demonstration..."
"Woop, wait! There's more!" The coon smiles at the boar inventor, wondering what else he could have in store for him.
Muate then brought up a small case that he had brought with him, and opened it. It contained rows of plastic sealed pellets. They looked like the suppositories Prof S uses, but speckled tan and cream color. "The newest method of Oatmeal Dung! Works the same way and looks the same as what yer usin now, only in unpredictable measures and frequency with each pellet! VERY easy to make, mah friend."
Prof S looks through the case, seeming VERY interested, "Is there anything besides oatmeal for these pellets? Could it be... Buttercream frosting... Bananas... Anything else?"
"Oh, sure! The recipe formula is very flexible that way. Now, lets install yer present now..." Prof S synthesized one of his diapers from an Assembly Port, gave it to the boar; as advanced the technology in the diapers is, that Diaper-Replication Machine has no problem of creating another exact model of out of thin air, let alone a whole year supply in only 365 minutes, no matter how many times it does it - truly Prof S's masterpiece, besides the diaper-tech itself.
Muate then went to editing the diaper's matrix, and then combining the data codes for the InserShooter into it.
"Adjust that to here... We connecty over that way... Insert that... And there! Now your own remote." Prof S gave him his PDA, and the boar connected the devices, and downloaded the control functions, "All done. Now, here's how it goes,
"When it's been put on, it turns on. It has a teleportation gadget in it that'll reload what you have yer remote analyze and stored in memory; fer example, I've already downloaded the supporities you make yerself, and these here oatmeal ones here.
"The glass tube materializes randomly whenever the bowels are NOT being used. It appears and gently slicks up his arse, and shoots in only one suppository like a sedative dart.
"That's the default. But you can also access it to shoot a suppository up his ass anytime ya want."
"Hmm... I assume the process is quite uncomfortable" Prof S asked, raising his eyebrows hoping for a positive answer.
"Weeeeeeeeeell, other than a 'FOOUMP' sound, he'll notice his poop shoot get plugged up, but after approximately 10 times, he will literally not notice at all."
"Niiiice... So can you demonstrate it for me? Come, let's go to Baron and test this out on Big Bessie, his butt."
Before anything, they swapped the diaper in the diaper cloning machine for the upgraded on, making it the latest model. With the new tech, it took a minute and ten seconds for an exact duplicate to synthesize, and then take it to the subject.
Lucky for the boar, Baron was a deep sleeper. As the big ape snored, he deftly deactivated and removed the current diaper, and then slipped the newly upgraded diaper onto the big-bootied monkey. A tiny blue lite blinked once on the backside of the waistband, indicating that it was on.
"It'll flash each time it's about to insert and shoot. That blink was just showing that it's workin'." He muttered as the gorilla grumbled in his sleep.
"Ooh! There is goes!" The boar said as he pointed to the blue light blinked for one second, and then gone. 10 secs later, there was a FOOOMP sound from within the large diaper, and the gorilla ass jerked a little. The primate snorted awake. The two inventers quickly left the room, and stayed behind the door until the gorilla settled back down into sleep.
"So, what's happening inside his butt now?" The raccoon inquired, partly already knowing the answer.
"Well ask yerself this question: what happens when you push one of yer lab-made flatulence suppositories up a guy's arse?"
The gorilla groaned as a distinct, extremely familiar gurgling sound could be heard from where the two were standing. Baron grunted as he positioned himself to point his huge ass outward.
In 4 seconds, he let out a strained grunt from his sleep, and-
-POOOOOOOOOUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRT-
The diaper bloated like a balloon before it returned to securing that huge rump. The fart was deep, long, and thunderous. It sounded as if it could blast a hole through a brick wall. "Ahhhhhhhhh..." The ape cooed in sweet relief as that particularly huge fart pounded from his huge ass. His legs slipped apart and slumped, his butt bobbing up and down as his pelvis fell softly down.
Prof S grins at the result, already getting a flood of ideas, "Very impressive. Alright, shall we stay for the show?"
"Well, YOU can. I gotta get goin'. 'Sides, you're the one who loves this stuff; I just did this cause yur a good friend, and I happened to have the Inventor's Urge, with your kink in the brain." He smirked as the ape's rear let out a thin, squeaky fart.
The other scientist gave a nice, manly hug to the boar. "Thanks, man. Appreciate it."
"No prob. If I get any more ideas fer your uh... Subject, I make it fer ya."
"Thanks, man. Keep it up" once he exits, the doctor places his full attention onto the diapered butt in the other room.
The sleeping ape's large shitter let out a 12 second long blast that sounded like the loud sputtering of a motorcycle engine. The diaper inflated a little and flapped inwardly as that fart rippled out of his ass.
A loud frog ripped out from his pucker, punching into the diaper. This one woke Baren up. He blinked awake before sitting up on his cushiony rump and yawned, smacking his lips softly. The primate looked down to see his stomach churning. "Uh-oh..." He closed his eyes and bit his lower lip as a ball-shape traveled through his rear and passed out of his asshole. The blast was muffled by the crib's bed and diaper, but his ass jiggled good. Baron sighed in satisfied relief.
The coon then enters into the room, walking up to the big, furry ape, rubbing his back as he sits up. "Sounds like someone likes tooting, eh?"
The ape felt the raccoon, and got up to back away, maneuvering himself out of his large crib. "You're still here??"
"Uh, I LIVE here, bub. How's my diaper monkey?" He said with a smirk.
The gorilla wasn't scared, but he was REALLY sore at this guy. "Pissed off! Why am I still doing here?! How am I-"
-POOOOUUUURT-
His went hot with embarrassment when he was interrupted by a very rude fart.
The coon just looks down on the embarrassed ape, "That big butt's still as gassy as ever," Prof S walks up to him, and grab's Baron's diaper butt. "Remember? You're my diaper slave. You agreed to it."
"Sense when?!" The gorilla shouted as he went away from the inventor, not wanting to give the Prof the satisfaction. "I'm just going with it till you get tired and get another sucker to-" His stomach gurgled again. He grunted as he attempted to hold it back.
"A sucker with that big of a butt? No way, that's a once in a lifetime butt right there!" The coon punches in the PDA command to make Baron lay flat.
"Urgh! Damn!" The gorilla laid on his belly on the floor. Almost immediately, his diaper inflated to a long, lasting fart, this one forceful yet had a consistent note.
"I should sell you to a symphony with a tuba like that..." He teased the big assed monkey.
"You bastard." The ape grumbled, his anus feeling warm from the gas he just passed from his rear.
The coon then punches in some items on the PDA, looking over at the big wobbly butt, covered in padding "Let's blow off a finale..."
Baron's stomach bubbled so much, he actually felt it. His ass felt a huge ball of air built up in his ass, and he grunted as his wriggling cheeks let out a bomb of thunder. It lasted for 20 seconds, and finished with a light poot.
The raccoon walked over to that round ass, squatting down, and rubs it with both hands, "Feels nice to get it out your butt, eh?"
The ape growled before getting back up. "SHUT IT!! I'm outta here! I don't care if you pay me!" With that, he turned around and made for the door.
Before the gorilla got far, Prof S plucks away at the PDA, initiating the suppository operation, the glass tube suddenly shoves its way into the bigger male's fat ass, shocking his sphincter, "Gah! What the fuck?!" He exclaimed as something blugged into his butt. He then felt himself drop down to the floor, sitting on his diaper. "This is getting fucking ridiculous!!"
FOOMP!
There was then a loud gurgling coming from Baron's bowels. He knew that gurgling from yesterday. "Shit! Where's your bathroom?! I need it now!!"
"Silly ape You're wearing your bathroom!"
"Dammiiiiiiiit!" His ass sounded a splattering fart, feeling really the thick, sticky, gush pushing out of his butthole. His diaper began to swell only slightly as the oat dung reached the nappy's air capacity. A chill went up his spine as his bowels pushed a gusher of oatmeal. He didn't like this one bit. The more he shat himself, the more he felt heavy with shame all over again.
A half an hour went by. The anal spurting didn't stop until his diaper was just a big, overly jiggly filled bag of oatmeal poop. The gorilla hated the feeling of the hot mush, squishing into every nook and cranny inside that diaper. He was so thankful when his body automatically got up and marched to the changing machine, soon getting that very thorough cleaning, which included an enema, harsh scrubbing, a booty drum solo from the gloved mechanical hands, and a new pamper.
The gorilla pouted as a new diaper was pulled up between his legs. The grinning raccoon stood there, grinning mischievously. "Do you enjoy the enema it gives you?"
"No I don't. Now when am I going to get going- UH!" He felt that glass tube shove up his ass again, and FOOMP! "Fuck, what now?!" Baron grunted as he held his diaper's front. His bowls made more gurgling again. "No no no! Not more poop!"
The scientist just smirked at him, "How ya like mashed potatoes, Big Butt?"
He winced badly as the crap was in the process of forming in his rectum, "No don't! I take it back! You're not a sick bastard! Just don't make me go poop again!"
"C'mon boy, make a BIG OL' potato poop!"
His body was perfectly keen to obey, but the ape was still clenching his cheeks when the poop pushed in his anal walls. "Nou!" He gritted his teeth. "Not this time..." His legs trembled as he was very quickly loosing the fight.
"You can't hold on forever, boy. Just relax and release that tater turd. Drop that dookie! SQUUUUUEEEEEZE those spuds out your fat fanny!"
The words were way too much. He groaned defeatedly as he gave in and dropped that thick bomb in his diaper.
"Hoooo-yeah! What a big poo poo!" Prof S watches the ape grunt as he releases a massive fart, peppered with potato bits firing into the back padding. Just how long was this going to last?
The ape was sleeping in his padded room. He's been there for a week now, and the gorilla was wondering if he'll ever get out. If only that coon would just let him out! Although, part of the ape, a part he didn't even know about, wanted this to continue. But for now, he was contemplating how he was going to stop this fart/poop/diaper nonsense.
Then suddenly, he was awakened rudely. He grumbled as he climbed out of his crib, the diaper crinkled with his movement.
The coon walks into the room, looking at the big assed ape. He's holding his trusty PDA in his hand, diaper program on "How are ya this morning, diaper monkey?"
"Not good, sick perv."
"I'm very impressed. You've been doing very well holding in your farts."
"The fuck you talking about? You've been making me let them rip since I got here."
The coon punches in a few details on his PDA, the diaper retracting into the small packet at the front of the ape, eventually falling off and deactivating. The ape's big ass exposed.
"H-Huh???" Baron looked down, realizing that he was suddenly naked.
"I'm letting you go. The experiment is over."
"Uh... Ok?" Something was up. There had to be a snag. But what is it? "What are you up to?" He asked, narrowing his eyes.
He walks up and pats that big butt. "That's how it looks like, right?"
"Hm..." Something was fishy, but he didn't know what. He felting a gurgle in his stomach, and he knew what that meant. Just when he felt it coming towards his backdoor, he held it.
Wait.
He HELD it?
He's actually keeping it back? Baron hasn't been able to do that in DAYS! With a smug, he started to walk, holding in his gas.
As he walked, Baron couldn't help but feel lighter...