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West Hospital, Psychiatric Ward - 2.23.19 - 9:23 A.M.

"Gooosh... Vshhhwoooo... Gak!"

Heather was lying on her back on top of the soft carpeting that covered most of her room, which was now furnished with a large, adult sized changing table and a rocking change in addition to her white barred crib.

The seat of her diapers were surprisingly clean, for she had just been given a fresh change half an hour earlier and the smell surrounding her was a pleasant lavender scent, emanating from the new version of the medical diapers the patients were being clad in.

The lovely scent of purple flowers filled her nostrils and caused her heartbeat to slow down slightly, giving her a warm sense of calm as she gurgled to herself quietly.

The waist of the diapers had been adjusted as well, and now went up higher on her torso, gripping her body in a more snug, secure fashion which ensured that no matter how badly she used the diapers they'd stay around her.

Her bib was practically soaked with the drool that seemed to fall from her dumb lips like a fountain, dribbles coming out of the corner of her mouth and occasionally oozing out the front.

A black panther in an orderly uniform scanned himself into her hospital nursery, a heavy sounding deadbolt sliding back as he let himself into the room, a neat, white diaper bag slung over his shoulder.

Without even looking over at his charge he called out as he shut the door behind himself.

"Good morning mush for brains!"

As he turned around, Heather lifted her leg and let out a familiar grunt. A large amount of poop then slid from her behind and into the seat of her high-waisted diapers, causing a noticeable droop as her eyes crossed slightly during the pooping process.

She shuddered slightly as she felt the copious amounts of poop thunder out of her butt and into the seat of her diapers.

A dark stain appeared in the middle of her large, white diaper seat as the diaper sagged under the weight of her poop, straining the waist bands and leg bands as the muck plopped out of her.

The smell soon hit the nostrils of the panther as the blatant display of helplessness was played out before him.

He rolled his eyes, commenting, "Let's get you out of that shit-filled diaper and into another one you can empty your brains into."

His terse, impatient tone was suddenly cut short as he glanced over at his patient, realizing quickly that this particular patient was quite attractive. In fact... he thought to himself, she looks just about my type...

He glanced outside of the small window in the heavily reinforced door, noting that it seemed to be a slow morning, and he'd have Heather all to himself.

A coy expression was now adorning his face as he approached Heather, who looked up and gazed at him stupidly, a happy grin plastered across her face as yet another line of drool dipped down and landed on her bib.

"How about we get that naughty little butt of yours into a fresh diaper, and then we can have some... playtime... what do you think, sweetie?"

Pushing her down onto her back with a heavy paw he lowered his muzzle down to the poopy seat of his charge's diapers and snoofed, breathing in the scent of her poop deeply as the erection in his pants only grew larger.

Allowing himself a minute of indulgence, he quickly raised himself up again and set to work untaping and meticulously wiping her down, making sure to get her fur as clean as he could with the industrial baby wipes the hospital was now supplying their staff with.

Pulling her up by the ankles roughly he slid the diaper under her before settling her down on top of it once more, his impatient man-handling eliciting a round of giggles and cooing from Heather who seemed to be amused by her legs and bottom suddenly being jerked upwards.

"A playful thing huh? Well... why don't we play then."

Glancing back at the door to ensure that nobody was planning on entering the room anytime soon, he pulled out a large, oversized baby bottle filled with formula.

Immediately the gummy mouth of the vixen opened slightly more ajar as she fixated on the bottle, anticipation of a feeding causing her to drool in even larger amounts onto her bib.

"Gooo guhguh... SHhhhhbvooooo!"

She began to crawl forward, her mouth open and drooling as her eyes fluttered to a half close, already preparing herself suckle mindlessly on the bottle.

The vixen clamped her maw around the nipple around the bottle, and began to messily suckle its contents, rivulets of formula drooling from the corners of her muzzle and onto her already thoroughly soaked bib and down her chest onto her diaper front.

"That's a good little retard, come on sweetie."

The orderly unzipped his pants, revealing his already throbbing erection as he guided the ring over to his pulsing love.

"A little bit different than your bottle, but I'm sure even something as stupid as you can make an adjustment."

Heather was moved to the side, and as she opened her mouth wider to receive the bottle's nipple again the orderly thrust his cock into her mouth instead.

The warmth of her mouth combined with the almost endless drool created a warm, moist environment for his dick as he began to slowly slide it in and out of her mouth.

From a distant point in her mind, a memory bubbled up inside of Heather's head. Her cheeks blushed as she giggled to herself, unable to help it as the memory tickled what was left of her sense of humor in her retarded mind.

She recalled the tiger that had volunteered to take her home after her little incident at the business meeting, after she had proudly and shamelessly showed off her diapers and messed herself uncontrollably in them in front of the entire business board composed of several dozen important business executives.

He had been quite polite as he ushered her into his car, speaking softly and reassuringly as she babbled and giggled in response, the drool already flowing from her mouth.

"G-goooshhbwoooo!"

She had babbled out as he patiently pulled the seatbelt over and clicked it into place. He had driven her to his place, and to his disdain had then had to clean up the leaky mess she had left on his leather seats.

The diaper she had put herself in at this point was bulging at the back, sides, and front with the sheer amount of piss and poop she had filled in it. The tiger had marveled at how something relatively thin and small in size like her could produce so much poop that the diaper bulged at all angles.

He tried everything he could, talking to her, showing her pictures of herself, telling her that everything would be okay that she could trust him. Of course that did absolutely nothing to phase her, she simply gave him that mindless smile that everybody that knew her was beginning to expect to constantly be adorning her attractive muzzle.

He had to go out quickly to a nearby pharmacy to fetch her more diapers as he feared that the damage she had inflicted to his car seats may not have been an isolated incident.

He had arrived back at his residence shortly after, and to his great chagrin saw that she had already wet herself once more on one of his Persian carpets.

Cursing under his breath he gave no obvious indication at his irritation and once again treated Heather as kindly as he could, guiding her to his bathroom and cleaning her up before doing his best to place her in her new diapers.

He had pressed his fingers against the bridge of his nose in frustration as almost immediately after he put the last tape into place, the vixen had grunted loudly and her behind erupted with a loud, distinct fart.

"Pfffffrrrt!"

Her poop was then promptly deposited into the seat of her diapers, causing a prominent droop that he knew he was obligated to clean up immediately.

The sagginess and darker color that resulted from her helplessly pooping her diapers were all to apparent to the Tiger, who couldn't help but marvel slightly how just how much the vixen could poop into her diapers.

That was when he allowed himself to notice just how attractive the vixen was, and the passion in his pants grew to a firm, throbbing erection as he let Heather show off her poopy diapers for him.

Sitting back, Heather noticed the attention that she was receiving and lifted her tail, wagging it back and forth gently as the combination of crinkles and squelches served as further evidence that the view of her dirty diaper was in fact genuine.

After a minute he shook his head, and changed her out of her poopy garments once more still unable to get the display she had just given him out of his head.

The fact that her slobbering mouth was practically begging for him to insert his cock into didn't help his case as he tried his best to focus on cleaning her up.

"Krshhhh Wagoogooguh!"

He had stopped, looking at her sideways as he began to seriously weigh his options. At last, he found that he could hesitate no longer and with shaking hands he unzipped the front of his pants revealing his erect penis.

Heather had not resisted in the slightest as he pulled her into a kneeling position, and gently inserted his cock into her mouth.

Instinctively, and almost obediently Heather began to suck on his erection as he moved it forwards and backwards, shuddering in ecstasy as he felt the soft, warm insides of the vixen's mouth.

Her tongue moved against the head of his penis, gently grazing it as he continued to gasp, taking in the sensation as he felt himself getting closer and closer to the edge.

Heather had of course no idea what she was actually doing, as she knew that the thing in her mouth felt good and warm, just like the poopy back side of her used diapers.

The tiger had finished with a roar, covered with sweat and breathing hard.

He had felt a little sheepish for the rest of the night, but he did his duty and tried to continue to change her poopy diapers and perhaps bring back any old memories that Vixen might have of her former self.

He had eventually given up after a few weeks of indulging himself and attempting to bring back Heather's former self. After a while he had grown tired of changing her poopy diapers and taking care of her like a big baby, and called into the office that he was going to contact the local psychiatric hospital and have them take a look at her.

Heather gurgled and cooed, but obediently began to suck on the black panther's erection as he continued to speak words of praise to her, his breath quickening.

"There now... looks like you haven't forgotten everything... what a good girl... that's right... suck on Daddy's love for you... While you just sit there all helpless... pooping your diapers without a thought... in the world... You must love being in poopy diapers just all the time... unable to do anything but sit there and poop into the back of your diapers... Oh God... You're such a poopy baby..."

The panther's cock throbbed as he relished the warm feeling of the inside of her drooly mouth, she continued to work back and forth rhythmically, babbling as she did so.

"Bwwwvshhshh glukgchkktsh..."

He moaned in pleasure, feeling the inside of her throat with his bulging passion. As she continued to work her way around his dick a loud fart broke the silence.

"Pffffffrt!

Grunting and squirming, her maw tightened around the panther's though as heat and pressure continued to build in her butt, a familiar feeling that quickly gave way to an even larger fart.

"Ffffblrffffffffrt!"

Heather grunted and finally squealed as she felt the hot mess thunder out of her butt and pressed up and around her diaper area as the robust hospital diaper forced the mess to immediately begin to spread.

Wave after wave of spasms and pushing came over her as she desperately emptied her poop into her diapers, her mind growing blank and more and more numb and drowsy with every push.

Just as she released a final grunt and the last bit of her poop squished into the clearly drooping, slightly brown seat of her diapers the panther gasped, the scent of the poopy diapers adorning the Vixen's backside sending him over the edge.

Cumming and bucking his hips as his semen dripped down from the vixen's slobbery mouth and onto her bib he continued to breathe hard, gurgling noise coming from Heather's mouth as she gurgled and cooed out the cum.

A mixture of her endless stream of saliva and panther cum drooled down out of her mouth, the front of her bib collecting both semen and drool as the vixen dumbly let the panther's semen fall right out of her toothless muzzle.

The front of her diaper swollen and darkened as she pissed herself helplessly, the clean diaper she had been put into mere minutes ago already thoroughly used by her.

"What a good little retarded vixen we have on our hands, huh? Daddy really enjoyed using his little diaper pooper, didn't he?"

He cupped her underneath her semen covered chin, turning her from side to side and gently inspecting her.

"I think I'll be the one in charge of feeding you more often, since you were such a good girl for me today."

He leaned forward and wiped the tip of his penis clean of his cum against the vixen's furry cheek, grinning to himself as he cleaned himself off using her fur.

Grabbing a washcloth from his diaper bag he made sure to properly clean her up as to not leave any evidence of their pleasurable experience.

A thought struck him, and he grinned as he pushed her onto her back once more and set to work changing her poopy diaper once more, taking great care to make sure that he folded it into a neat package, which he then put away into his diaper bag with the intention of saving it as a memento to snoof after work.

"There, that should do it."

With a flick of his long, furry tail he glided out of the room. Scanning his card and locking her into her hospital nursery once again.

Just before he shut the heavy door, he heard a distinct series of farts coming from the direction of Heather's poopy butt, which sagged with its now familiar droop and dark staining.

He stifled his grin as he passed hospital staff, but inside his mind he was looking forward to giving Heather a few more changes and feedings in the future.

Unnoticed by the panther, a surely looking bear security guard pointed towards him as he spoke to several other orderlies, who were nodding and focused their gazes towards him as well.

The guard motioned to his mouth and towards an imaginary bag slung around his shoulder and the orderlies narrowed their eyes in response.

The orderlies were instructed to question him about his suspicious behavior, as well as to confiscate the diaper bag slug around his shoulders.

Perhaps the panther's smugness and sly nature wasn't good enough to go undetected. After all, if he loves to snoof poopy vixen diapers so much that he keeps them in his diaper bag, perhaps he too needs to be admitted as a patient.