Cheating the Cycle of Life- A Padded Pony Collab

Button Mash felt ready to die of embarrassment, as he waddled into the bathroom to get changed. Had he really lost all control of his bodily functions, or had he simply been too distracted with his video game to realize he needed to go?

Either way, Button Mash was certain he’d never live this situation down. Even if the only one who knew right now, was his mother.

With a sigh, Button Mash pulled out an oversized changing mat, and set it on the tiled floor next to the bathroom sink. Button then carefully bent down, cringing in disgust as he was reminded of his accident, while he retrieved a fresh diaper, baby powder, several wet wipes, and a canister of baby oil. He then sat down on the changing mat, mentally preparing himself for the disgusting task that lay ahead.

“This is gonna suck!” Button Mash thought to himself, as he put a hand to his shorts, and prepared to pull them down.

While her son was busy changing himself out of his dirty diaper, Mrs. Mash occupied herself with cleaning up the chair that her son had been sitting in.

This was hardly the first time she’d had to clean up one of her son’s messes. Even before the accident that affected his control, Button Mash had frequently been so occupied with video games, that he was being careless. He would often spill food or drinks onto whatever chair he was sitting in. And Mrs. Mash would have to clean it up.

That being said, cleaning up a chair that her son had unintentionally peed and crapped on, was much more of a hassle then just cleaning up food stains, or spills from drinks.

“I’m either going to have to get an absorbent pad for the chairs, or I’m going to have to double diaper him if this keeps up.” Mrs. Mash thought to herself, as she put on a pair of gloves, and prepared to clean the chair.

“Yuck, what did I eat?!” Button Mash gagged, as the foul stench from his open diaper assaulted his nostrils. He quickly tossed it aside, wishing that diaper were flushable, so he wouldn’t have to deal with the messy task of putting his diaper in the trash can.

Button proceeded to wipe himself heavily, using several wipes to clean up the mess he had made. The process was slow, and very messy, but it had to be done.

When Button Mash had finally cleaned up the last of his mess, he carefully reached for a new diaper, and slid it into place beneath his butt. He then carefully fastened the tapes, before he pulled back the diaper to work in a generous amount of powder, and a hearty helping of oil. The pleasing aroma from both items was almost enough to cancel out the stink from his used diaper that lay nearby.

Since his shorts had been heavily stained by his accident, Button Mash didn’t bother to put them back on. He instead put them in the laundry chute next to the bathtub, which just left his dirty diaper as the only thing he had yet to take care of.

With a series of gags, Button Mash dropped the messy undergarment into the trash can. Hoping beyond hope, that tonight was the night the trash went out.

Mrs. Mash breathed a much needed sigh of relief, as she finally managed to scrub out the last of the stains on the chair. Without fanfare, she carefully took off her gloves and threw them into a nearby waste basket.

Then, she eyed the computer. “Maybe, I should limit the amount of time Button spends on that thing, and his other video game systems,” she thought to herself “I don’t need more messes in this house.”