A filly named Pipsqueak

WARNING! This chapter involves diapers and the use of them, as well as clopping in said diapers. If this is not your thing, skip past it, this is the only chapter with that content. I apologize for the content.

The fetish/clop scene is only in here to appease those who followed me for stories involving that particular fetish.

Again, I apologize if that is not your thing.

Pipsqueak closed the door before rushing to the bathroom. He opened the door and walked in, but could only take a few steps before he felt the pressure become too much. His gut began to hurt. He doubled over in pain right in front of the toilet. He started crying as he felt the mess slowly pushing through out of his anus. "No. Please, no. Not when I'm so close." Pipsqueak realized it was pointless to fight it, as it was much too late now. He let go and felt the mess fill his diaper. What little was left in his bladder released itself as he lay there, sobbing in shame.

That was when he felt something. He felt a tightness against the front of his diaper. Was he turned on by this? Suddenly  his body was overcome with a heat. He got up and felt a little woozy. He made his way over to his bed where he lay down on his side. He rolled over and felt the warm mush spread along his backside. His excitement grew, his heart started racing, he had never felt this before. He knew what it was, and what to do, he had heard about masturbation. His hoof slowly reached towards  the front of his skirt. He pulled it back and saw the faded teddy bears on his pink diaper. He put his hoof on the front, where his penis was.

His mind was lost. In that moment pure desire kicked in. He started slowly rubbing in circles, eliciting moans of pleasure. He started to rock his hips back and forth in a humping motion, making the mess smear along his backside even more. He wanted to feel this to it's full effect, so he forced himself not to shoot his load, he sat up, put his hooves behind his back, and imagined being hoofcuffed and gagged, rocking his hips back and forth, moving the mess back and forth, feeling the warmth slowly move in and begin to coat his member. He muttered to himself under his heavy panting, "Ohh, dirty filly, still messing your diapers like a foal. So messy..." His muttering eventually stopped as his pants got heavier and heavier, and his hips started rocking faster and faster. He was lost in a world of pure pleasure, and what little left of his bodily control went to trying not to cum, though it was proving to be difficult.

An entire Half hour passed like this, his balls swelling every second with more of his seed, waiting to be released, while he continued rubbing his diaper against the side of the bed. Eventually it became too much and he had to release. Hooves still behind his back to simulate being bound, he leaned back and let loud a scream of ecstasy as he experienced his first orgasm. The moment seemed to last forever as his seed kept coming forth, stream after stream. He kept cumming for 2 minutes, making his diaper soaked once again, this time with his semen.

As his senses came back to him he collapsed onto his bed and instinctively grabbed his Luna plushie before it hit him what he had just done.

"I-I just..." He felt himself start to cry again. "I just peed and messed a diaper... and I liked it... a lot... and I..." He broke down. He couldn't believe he had just rubbed himself off in a dirty diaper. He pulled the blanket over him and cried until he eventually fell asleep, still in his pee, poo, and cum filled diaper. While he slept, he had a wet dream and filled his diaper with cum once again, some of it leaking out of his diaper and onto the inside of his skirt.