Kioga: Diaplomacy 6 - Padded Cells
The sable whined, the acolyte shook his head, and with the push of two fingers against the under-tail tent he reinserted the prod into the desperately soiling sable.
Kioga: Diaplomacy 4 - Magic is Friendship
The merchant episode left a strange taste in everyone's mouths, for while the group, including Mort--whose name went from Mort the Helpful to Mort the Mortified for a bit, then changed back--had great guilt and...
Sergal Grins never bring anything good
Tera guided him into the soil, bare feet sinking a little into the wet soil. he felt how smooth it was, squishing the small pieces of soil in between his toes as he walked through the soil. "now stand there." tera said.
[SCAT] Heavy Duty pt.2a - Monday Evening
Guided by desperation, he slowly changed position in his seat to lift his butt a bit, gently give a push and let a little stream of diarrhea flow out of his tailhole, soiling the seat of his diaper. as tiny as the squirt was, it made a big difference.
[SCAT] Heavy Duty: Laxative Challenge
The first one to soil his diaper looses and has to completely unload in it. he then puts his smelly soiled pants back on, without any underwear.
A Private Prison for Private Punishments: prologue
He sat there, on the pitch black room; nothing but the dulled sensation of the cold metal chair against his fur; body devoid of any clothing; quite the opposite to the heavy suit and garments he was wearing just a few moments ago; or at the least he...
Family Fun
Sunshine filtered through the blinds, casting a light shadow on the slumbering vixen's face. She groaned a little, scrunching up her eyes to try and block the light, and failing that, turned away towards her husband. He broad chest sighed gently as he...
The Presentation
The professor took a fatal sip of his beer. "For the last time, I 'will' present my findings!" The executive across the table grinned widely. "You know... of course you will. I don't see why it matters." With this, the fox blinked. "It... doesn't?...
Patterson: One Bigotten Son
It's as if your brain's got a soiled diaper weighing it down." "don't make diaper metaphors..." the otter said.
Six Feet Under
I can still move my head somewhat, to push the soil around my shoulders away. just... a... little... no! the shirt around my face loosens with my movement and more soil falls around me. it's getting in my nostrils! my mouth! fuck.
The Clenching Room
The line for the bathroom was long, but creatures who soiled themselves while standing in line made it shorter. if enough animals soiled themselves in the queue, centzon could make it.
Shadow Gazer
Shadow gazer, by using the magic his horn provided and enough soil to grow a plant could see the future.