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Part 3 of my story with the little scat loving fox. This time around he has a new found master who makes him parade around town in a diaper before coming back to his place to be used by his two large friends. I hope the descriptions don't sound too rushed had a lot of ideas coming to me really quickly ^#^ enjoy

Tino squirmed and fidgeted at the gentle caress of the smooth cotton diaper his giraffe master had placed on him. He had never tried wearing one before and it felt very odd to him, especially gripped tightly under his pants. He was sure the nature of this task was very odd as well because of the vague smiles the giraffe kept passing onto him. Today he would be running 'errands' with his spotted friend, although the nature of them were still concealed. The giraffe had made it clear that there would be no time to use the washroom, so he assumed the diaper was meant to be dirtied throughout the trip. He didn't seem to mind though. The idea of wearing his own mess more than tickled his strange fancy, and his tail was already wagging with excitement when his master finally ushered him out of the bar.

Their first stop was an old-style barber shop downtown. The giraffe's hair was starting to grow a tad bushy and he felt it was time for a good mop-chop. Tino sat patiently waiting for him, giggling at the crinkle his diaper made with each shift he made in the chair. The giraffe kept smiling over at him each time the barber (a sheepdog) had him turn to the right. By the time his master was done, Tino had gained a strange comfortable feeling around, even going as far as holding his arm cutely in between stores. After a few more dull routines the giraffe bought him some ice cream as a treat. It seemed a little childish, but Tino still appreciate the cold snack in between chores.

The shoe store was next, then the beer store (the giraffe quietly gave Tino one on a particularly quiet street) then the post office. After receiving his mail the giraffe brought the two to the bank. Then finally a coffee shop where the two laughed over the giraffe's long mundane tasks and how Tino had never spent so much time on errands in his life. The two shared many cheery laughs together and were as relaxed as could be, until Tino finally finished his coffee and felt the slow urgency in his bladder. "Umm S-sir," Tino squeaked out the name he was allowed to use for his master, "I r-really need to pee!" The giraffe watched him wiggle for a few moments, quietly enjoying his slave's silent discomfort. "Alright," he finally agreed reluctantly, "I guess you've waited long enough to start filling 'er up!"

Tino nodded his sweating forehead in a quick bow, thankful to be allowed to relieve himself. At first he couldn't go, feeling too awkward of the people around the room. It wasn't until he closed his eyes and focused solely on the need to go that he was able to. It started slow, just a drizzle, trapping against the cotton fortress and quickly draining down to his waist instead. It tickled the more it sped up, eventually even reaching the crack of his hind, dripping against his soft hole. When he finally finished he was literally swimming in it. The area was lock tight and the pools of urine had now where to go. For the next few minutes he was too scared to move, fearing it would splash out. When the giraffe finally finished his coffee he smiled lightly, patted the fox on the head and said "Time for some lunch, trust me cutey, that piss ain't goin' nowhere!"

Tino blushed furiously as they walked together to a nearby eatery. Every step he made sloshed the urine around. The diaper was extra strong and there was far too much piss for it to dry anytime soon. When they were brought to their table, Tino simply put his head down and let his master choose for him. This whole diaper thing was more embarrassing than Tino had realized it would be. His master made things worse soon enough though, ordering the biggest entrée they had on the menu. It was a large platter with many of the chef's choices and was meant for two to share. The waitress (a very old poodle) was about to pass the giraffe a plate to share, but he waved it away with a grin, "It's alright, he's really hungry, I'll just stick to my burger!"

Tino's heart sank as he faked a smile for the waitress, he knew his master intended him to eat all of it himself, and not because he thought Tino was hungry. The two avoided eye contact as they quietly ate their meal. Tino had a sinking suspicion it wouldn't be long before he was wearing his. When they had finished, Tino's stomach felt bloated like a giant balloon. His master paid for the two of them and they were off to more boring chores. Tino wasn't even paying attention to anything now. He was spending all of his time clutching his chest, hoping it would hold out a little longer.

When he finally felt like he was going to literally burst, Tino begged, "Ok you win I'll do it!" The giraffe smiled, patting him on the head, "Not yet." His words were non-sealant and cruel. "B-b-b-b-bu-" "Shhh!" the giraffe stopped his slave's protests before he could even utter a full word. Tino remembered his place suddenly and tried his damndest to hold it all in. With shear will-power he survived another two stops before finally begging. With a single tear sliding down his face he whispered a single, "Please?" The giraffe chuckled and patted him on the shoulder, "Ok sure, just cause that was damn cute!"

Without a second guess Tino began to let it all out, astounded that he was actual grateful to soil himself. The two were still inside a small tea shop as he began, and Tino leaned himself against a display case for support. Each passing log made it about an inch out at a time before being forced over his fur from the tight enclosure. Most of his urine was soaked in now and the soggy walls now filling to the brim with shit.

Out of mild pity the giraffe finally gave Tino some privacy after they left the tea shop, helping him over to an alley. The little fox knelled to the ground, panting and sighing, sweat dripping from his face, and saliva falling from his mouth. He gasped as each piece of digested waste slicked out, tickling down his enclosed fur to join the pile among his crotch. The giraffe master simply grinned darkly, now raging hard as he finally saw his perfect slave kneeling before him in ecstatic relief.

Tino gained composure as the last log fell, getting back up to a full stand. The diaper was heavy now and each step he made weighed him down. The giraffe knew the fox would reek to everyone else now and was quick to drag him to their last errand. Step by step the waste filled diaper rubbed harder and harder against Tino's dirty fur. He could only imagine what it looked like on the inside. While they reached the giraffe's car Tino's imagination had reach a full soar, and his cock pushed through the heaping mess into a messy erection.

Tino sat in the car during his master's last errand, free to relax in his trapped messy state. When his master returned he only needed a single whiff to convince himself to open the windows, "You smell downright dirty, maybe I fed you a little too much!" He sounded as though he was disgusted but proved that wasn't the case by feeling up the little fox for most of the drive home. They pulled up to a small house just outside of town that seemed the only place on the block. As the two got out they were soon greeted by the giraffe's larger room mates, an elephant and a rhinoceros, both very muscular and tall.

Before Tino could introduce himself, the rhino immediately questioned the giraffe, "This him?" "Yep" he replied quite simply. "Ain't he a little small?" the elephant asked. "Don't you find that cute?" Tino's master seemed to be sticking up for him. "Ya he's cute and all, but do you really think he can handle us?" the rhino grunted staring down the shy fox. The giraffe gave the two a very serious look and they both shrugged. "Trust me," he said at last, "you'll be apologizing to this little guy at the end of the day!"

A short while later Tino lay bare on the backyard grass. Only his soiled diaper remained and the two large brutes looked on anxiously as Tino's master undid the waist-pin. He dropped the front softly onto the grass revealing a warm soggy pile of dung. Some of it still intact the rest smeared across the fox's waist. Tino smiled at the impressed look on his master's face, but the other two still seemed unconvinced. "So he can mess himself up," the rhino scoffed, "congratulations you have the skill of a two year old!" The elephant boomed with laughter, "He's right you know, you're gonna need to do better than that!" Tino looked back at the two with eager determination. He got up on his knees to the surprise of the others and grabbed both ends of the soiled diaper.

He held it up to himself like a plate and took a hard whiff before dropping his tongue and winking at the trio. If this didn't impress them, Tino didn't know what would. As they stood and watched with awe, Tino dove into his pile of waste like it was a priceless delicacy. With big animated chomps he broke down large chunks of dung and took them down in quick swallows. Dark stains smeared over the fox's nose with each mouthful he scooped up. His eyes watered as the strong odour trapped on his sniffer, but continued to finish his self-prepared meal.

Within minutes he had made quick work of the diaper, leaving it as nothing more than a stained empty sheet of white. The final log forced its way down with a noticeable lump in Tino's throat. The fox held his browned tongue out for the group, looking up at them with an innocent sort of needing. The giraffe laughed as he caught the glimpses his friends gave the fox in return and he pat them both on the back, "See boys, this kid is exactly what you two need!" The rhino grinned, turning to his friend, "Well then, we'll be sure to make good use of him!" The elephant made no reply, silently loosening his belt.

He stepped towards Tino as his pants fell to the ground, leaving only his underwear between himself and the fox's mouth. "I bet that mouth of yours and nice and warm now after all that dirt-cleanin'!" the elephant said in a tone of lust as he pulled the front of his underwear down. A huge grey cock dropped from it over Tino's forehead. The size alone was enough to make Tino weep. He had never seen such an endowment in his life. The pulsing grey prick pushed against his mouth, and with nowhere else to go forced its way into the fox's small mouth. He gagged and coughed as it thrust hard down his throat, all the while its owner moaning loudly with the pleasure of finally having some release.

Much to Tino's good fortune the elephant seemed to stop just before he lurched from gagging, and he managed to regain his composure. Instead of working the fox's mouth to the point of orgasm he decided to attend to other pressing business. "Let's make use of this cute little toilet!" the grey brute boasted as he let his erection soften a tad. With the cock less hard it was able to resume other primary functions and without warning the elephant relieved himself of a violent outburst of piss. It shot down the fox's throat like a garden hose, filling the fox up so fast that it poured from his muzzle. The rhino boomed with laughter in the background, watching poor little Tino suffer for their amusement. Little did they know how much their cruelty began to turn him on.

When his flow of urine finally diminished, the elephant knelled its rear down over Tino. Its small tail swished about above the wrinkled hole tucked under its thick grey hide. Tino gulped anxiously, taking the large mammal's size into consideration. He could only imagine the load that would fall from such a beast. "Better prep yourself kid!" the bulking mammoth warned as he lifted his small tail out of the way. Tino did exactly that, he shut his eyes tightly and opened his mouth fearfully. Before feeding time could begin the elephant pounded out a deafening rupture of gas that caused Tino to let out a booming hard cough. Even the others winced at the strong gas of their friend, backing up a bit until it cleared.

Tino was already taken aback from the nauseous fumes of the hulking tank. He had to hold back his stomach's rejection. He had done so well these past few weeks and refused to let it all stop here. With a determined swallow he pushed the churning in his stomach away and opened his mouth back up, as wide as he could, just in time for his meal. It fell from the elephant like warm dark mud, literally bathing Tino in a dark black coat. The sloppy muck was hardly solid feeling almost like a half-thickened paste. Tino scooped some of the dung into his paws to admire it, but the moment he stood up the elephant's rear reached his head and his hair was bombarded with the waste.

He kept his eyes closed as it slipped between his soft hair and onto his face just around his eyes. His already dirty nose was hit with the mess as well and the putrid musk of the beast hit him like a ton of bricks. The sick feeling came back to his stomach and this time he knew the only way to fight it off for good. Without a second though he plunged his shitty palms into his mouth, filling every corner of his muzzle with the elephant's offering. His eyes filled with tears from the grimy assault on his taste buds but he pushed on through, making sure he focused every bit of his senses on the details his stomach protested.

Like before, his hard worked paid off, and with the first painful swallow, his body accepted the questionable meal choice. He heard a small round of applause from the group as the elephant backed off. To the rhino's surprise Tino had handled the elephant like a champ. He smirked, clearly impressed and stepped up to the little fox with proud steps. "Ok kid, I give, you are impressive, and just for that," the rhino pushed the messy fox under his legs, "I'm giving ya the first place prize!" Tino had been tucked right into place under the rhino's impressive thighs. He had no intention of giving the fox any leeway to squirm. Nestled in place, Tino submitted to the rhino's will and opened his mouth wide for the oncoming storm.

With a single grunted push a mass of dung showered down onto the poor fox, trapped in a way that made sure none of it had the chance to miss. Pounds of crispy slimy logs covered Tino within seconds, leaving a greenish-grey pile over his upper body. A rather large chunk wedged its way into his mouth and he had to force half of it down just to be able to breathe again. The rhino laughed at his discomfort, making sure every time Tino finished his workload another mouthful was there seconds after. His ass was put to work for his little slave and he seemed to relish every moment he had with the perfect toilet.

The rhino rasped several more bundles out before stepping back from the fox and letting him lay in the grass for a while covered in two sets of shit. Tino rubbed the mess into his fur lovingly, mixing the off-colored lumps and dark slop together. The giraffe was beaming with a sense of pride for Tino, showing him off like a proud parent. The little fox had no idea how many tryouts had been in this backyard only to wimp out halfway through. The giraffe's friends seemed almost dumbfounded by Tino's talent and endurance. The rhino was raging hard that he had trouble containing the drool that fell from his mouth. Before Tino could get back up the rhino grabbed him again and pulled him up onto his knees, "Hold that ass in the air slut, I need to take care of this!" He pushed the head of his huge prick against the small foxhole and Tino fearfully tried to relax his muscles.

With time, the tight ass somehow squeezed the thick cock in, and he shuddered from the pain. The rhino started to break him in the moment he could fit and thrust hard into the shit-covered slut. The elephant refused to be left out of the fun and knelled his dirty ass into the fox's face. Tino cleaned the stains from the big grey rear with his mouth while his other hole remained a tight glove for the rhino's manhood. The rhino's waist slammed against the poor fox, smearing his crotch with the mud-coating that stuck to his slut's fur. His cock began to spasm from the extra-tight embrace and within minutes he had already sputtered a thick white load into the nasty fox ass.

He slipped out and lay down on the soft grass for a breather, allowing the elephant to claim sloppy seconds. Tino tore the ground with his paws, gripping tightly as his next top relentlessly hammered his insides. His tightness had a similar effect on the elephant, who didn't last much longer than the rhino had. The soft fox rump cushioned each blow elegantly, brining him to a soothing orgasm. The giraffe simply stood and watched, more entranced with his pride than any sexual gratification. He had finally found the perfect slut to show off, and from the looks on their faces, his friends were plenty thankful.