Tigerbright Glitter's Dirty Debut!
Trixie slammed the door to her trailer, causing the whole place to rattle violently. The dim light flickered on, illuminating the comfortably shabby digs she called home.
Her face locked into a deep grimace. Another low turnout. It seemed like with every show less and less ponies cared about her performance. This time of year was slow, she’d admit, but she counted a grand total of seven ponies in the crowd today, two of which left midway. No one even bought any concessions!
It’s not like all those stupid ponies have what it takes to do the kind of tricks Trixie does. They all rely on their silly magic. Trixie is a true showpony, she doesn’t need such a crutch to wow the audience.
She threw her coat and hat on the rack in frustration. All thing considered, she wasn’t wowing anypony. Her stage show remained largely unchanged for some time now. Trixie desperately needed something fresh and exciting to make a comeback.
The downtrodden pony nabbed a package off the top shelf facing her bed and pulled out a the plastic rectangle that made up the shape of a diaper fresh out the bag.
How am I supposed to make it through the month at this rate. Trixie could always cut back on buying diapers…
The second she even considered that a possibility she snorted angrily to herself.
“Preposterous! What else is Trixie supposed to have to console herself after a stressful performance? Diaper’s are at the top of the list of priorities!”
A loud growl from her stomach interrupted her little rant.
“But Trixie supposes food is a very close second.”
She flopped onto her bed and shouted into her pillow.
“There has to be something I could do to spice up my show. Something people want to see. Something to wow the crowd like they’ve never been wowed before.”
With a sigh, Trixie flipped herself onto her back and stared at her padding. The various printed on animals frolicked merrily without a care in the world against the white surface. She wished she could live so freely. No monthly bills to pay, taxes to report, ponies to please, but alas, life was ever so cruel to her.
Who doesn’t love cute animals? Just looking at them makes me feel better...
A sly grin widened across Trixie’s face as the seeds of an idea germinated into genius.
Why of course, why didn’t I think about it sooner? I could add animals to my live show! Ponies young and old, they’d all line up to get a gander at the cutest creatures in all of Equestria at the Great and Powerful Trixie’s Critter Carnival! They’d do the most spectacular tricks and flips while I worked my magic!
While her mind raced with ideas for her performance and how to market the event, reality began to set it.
But Trixie doesn’t know the first thing about taming animals. Trixie’s not like that Fluttershy who can merely look at an animal and have it do exactly what she wants. Trixie needs something that’ll listen to me, as if she was talking to another pony…
Another light bulb sparked to life in her noggin.
Trixie could just turn a pony into an animal with her magic! There’d be no need for training, they’d listen to Trixie’s every command from the get go.
Her conscious loomed in the back of her ruminating, attempting to steer her away from such a thought, but the showpony seemed dead set on her plan.
There’d be no harm in borrowing one of her friends, right? Especially if it was to help keep her from being the Great and Hungry Trixie.
Trixie would just keep it a secret until the show ran its course. Then, when all was said and done, they could laugh over how much fun performance was because of her friends assistance. And Trixie’s great and powerful thinking, of course.
Without another thought, she threw on her extra long coat to conceal her diaper along with her hat and made her way to the library for a quick book checkout, followed by a quick trip to the local castle to set up a date with the best friend she knew.
* * *
Several short knocks shook door to Trixie’s traveling cottage, which were promptly answered as the door swung open. On the wooden steps stood the pink pony she loved so well.
“Hey there! I’m so glad you wanted to hang out, Trixie, I totally needed a break from all those friendship lessons Twilight loves to dump on me.”
“Well, Trixie doesn’t need to give you contrite lessons on friendship. Spending time with her is all you need to know about being friends.”
Starlight Glimmer giggled.
“I’ll say. Hanging with you is always a hoot.”
The cheerful guest happily entered her abode.
“Make yourself at home. I don’t have much in the way of snacks here, but I’ve got some tea at least.”
“Hope you don’t mind that Trixie is wearing, by the by. Just helps me relax.”
“Not at all. I’ve said it before and I’ll probably end up say it again, but It’s it’s different. And that’s exactly what I like about you Trixie. You do things your way. It makes you stand out from the crowd, ya know?”
Starlight’s blatant sincerity caused a pang of regret to course through the blue magician and shake the foundation of her plan. But as she looked in the fridge for something to serve her guest and saw only single slices of processed cheese and presumably stale crackers, the grim fact that she needed to do this kept her on course.
“I-it really means a lot that’d you’d say that.”
A moment of silence hung in the air as Starlight sipped the warm tea she was served.
“Starlight, I really love being your friend. Please don’t be mad at me, I promise I’ll make it up to you when this is over. I’m sure you’ll love it in the end.”
“What do you-”
Starlight’s head dropped on the table with a thud mid sentence.
“Ooh, Starlight. Trixie is so, so, so sorry. She swears she’ll change you back as soon as this next show’s over. Trixie hopes you won’t be too upset but she can’t risk you saying no.”
Trixie made sure her friend had a pulse, which she very certainly did, and pulled out the copy of “Transfiguration for Simpletons” she rented from the library the other day.
Alright, it says all Trixie has to do is just visualize the animal. Visualize it and it’ll work. No, problem, nothing a magician like moi can’t handle.
Her mind strained to concentrate as her horn lit up with power. The sparks, however, simply fizzled off prematurely.
C’mon, c’mon. Trixie can do this, just think.
She opened her eyes, desperate for something to focus on. They ended up wandering over to the cartoon representation of a tiger printed on the package of diapers tucked away on her shelf.
With a flash of light and a puff of smoke, the spell went off without another thought.
It actually worked!? Trixie means, of course it worked.She is the great and powerful after-
Her enthusiasm turned into perplexity as the smoke cleared way and she got a better look at what exactly she had created.
Right beside the now knocked over chair and table rested a light purple tiger with dark purple stripes and even a unicorn horn. The entirety of her body shimmered with the plasticy sheen of padding that Trixie new so well, as if the largest diaper was folded up into the shape of the big cat, complete with pastel blue tapes. It let out soft growls and purrs as it groomed the surface of itself.
“That’s… interesting. Well Trixie’s magic must have been so strong it had some side effects.”
She carefully made her way over to what now had become of Starlight and reached her hoof for a pet.
“Well, if everything else went as Trixie planned it,” she picked up the book off the floor and flipped to her bookmarked passage, “then Starlight should be ‘aware of her surroundings but with the will and desires of an obedient creature of my design’.”
Trixie threw the book behind her and turned toward her friend.
“First things first, you’re stage name will be…”
“Tigerbright Glitter!”
Starlight, now dubbed Tigerbright, cocked her head quizzically.
“Okay now, roll over!”
The tiger just shook itself before sniffing the ground. She rose up and sauntered toward the trash can by Trixie’s bedside, which she immediately began rooting around in.
The tiger pulled out one of Trixie’s balled up used diapers and swallowed it whole. It bulge against her gullet as it swallowed it down.
“No, no, bad kitty!”
Trixie didn’t have much in the way of kitty kibble, so she rushed over to pour some water in one bowl and some extra cereal she had lying around.
“There, you can eat this. At least I think.”
Tigerbright sniffed the offering, but snubbed her nose at it not a second later.
“What are you being so picky for? Food is food, if it’s good enough for Trixie it’s good enough for-”
It dawned on her as the over sized crinkle cat started going back to root around in the trash, pulling out another used diaper to stuff down her gullet. After finding it empty, she returned to her master and began digging into her padded up crotch.
Wait, her whole body was made of padding, so naturally, she’d only want to be filled with…
“Trixie supposes it’s fine for you to consume those things. She’s no animal expert or anything, but if your made of diapers it must be fine.”
Suddenly, her mind began to rush with at the possibilities presented before her. The temptation of having a perfectly controlled and obedient pet awakened her innermost lustful desires.
Trixie’s always wanted to do something like this with another pony. And to have Starlight here, practically begging for it, of all ponies.
With a magical flick, she unfastened the tapes of her diaper and let her marecock flop out.
“But maybe you’d prefer something a tad on fresher side.”
With little coaxing, her dick pulsed to life as Tigerbright nuzzled into her crotch.
Eager to please, the striped feline wrapped her fluffy tongue around Trixie’s dick. The sensation felt not unlike her wriggling member wrapped up snugly in it’s own personal little diaper.
Tigerbright didn’t immediately start sucking. Rather, she nestled the entire length of it within her maw and held it in place like a gentle cocksleeve .
Trixie’s muscles relaxed themselves as best as they could amidst the firm grasp of the tiger’s throat. Beads of piss began to drip out of her tip, falling onto the fluffy interior of Tigerbright and melting like snowflakes into sleet. The pace quickened, rushing into a of stream of hot urine. The tiger guzzled it all down, soaking up the tremendous deluge of liquid rushing through her system
Strangely, her flow continued to intensify rather than let up with time. Trixie noticed Tigerbright’s horn begin to shine intensely.
“Tigerbright, are you using magic to keep me peeing?”
The large cat didn’t respond. It simply carried on, sucking as much as from Trixie’s dick as she could handle.
“Well, it seems you do really want this. Then by all means, let Trixie satisfy.”
Tigerbright’s stomach ballooned larger and larger as her master’s pee ceaselessly coursed through her. The white underbelly showed the intense saturation that permeated the soft fluff within. The tapes that held her body together stretched to contain the sheer volume of it all.
The now filled up feline, deciding that she had enough, released her magic and let Trixie’s cock slide out of her throat. Her eyes rose to stare at her master, grinning and lapping up the stray droplets of piss that rolled off her plastic coat. She contorted her loudly crinkling and sloshing body to lick off any of the salty urine that leaked out of her various creases.
Trixie flipped herself over and squatted at the edge of the bed.
“We still have the main course, Trixie’s little kitty.”
Tigerbright began to lick the pony’s puckering butt-hole with her moist, yellow stained tongue. A couple grunts escaped Trixie as a couple of smelly farts welcomed the crown of a fresh load of shit. The over sized kitty cat began chowing down on the mushy mess pouring out her master’s ass. Bite by bite she chewed on the thick sludge, swallowing as hard and fast as she could.
Trixie’s enchanted bowls, however, were expelling shit at a breakneck pace. Crap piled on top of itself within Tigerbright’s mouth, forming a small mound. She clamped her maw shut, swirling the contents within around until it slid down nice and easy. The flow of feces, however, continued. A couple turds fell onto her plastic covering, which she grabbed with her paw to save.
But once the tiger finished the large chunk she’d been working on, she jumped straight back into the fray, swallowing piece after piece of steaming hot shit until her body grew fat and brown with filth. Even her ruffled up creased portions were noticeably darker, as if scat could ooze out with the right squeeze Trixie stopped, both her bowels and bladder completely emptied.
Tigerbright, with her stomach now practically filled to the burst, licked the scat off her paws before turning her attention back to the dangling dong beneath the tongue wiped ass.
She wasted no time scooping it up with her tongue and wildly thrusting it down her throat. The warm slurry that now filled Tigerbright’s innards acted as a phenomenal lubricant, smoothly allowing the fully erect cock to glide in and out at a moment’s notice. What had once fluffily caressed Trixie’s member now heavily choked it with moist piss and slimy shit.
Trixie spine tingled as it arched back, fully at the mercy of the hungry beast. Each tug titillated her senses. Tigerbright’s tongue worked tirelessly was well, trickling the frothy tip off Trixie’s cock when at the top and servicing her balls when at the base. The tender suckling of her shaft elicited wild moans of ecstasy.
With one final and all encompassing deep throat, Trixie finally erupted her load into Tigerbright. Without even flinching she kept herself rooted at the base, swallowing every drop of cum that poured out of the drained pony.
Trixie tapped up the diaper she had put to the side over her filth stained cock before rolling further onto the bed. She panted relentlessly while Tigerbright coyly licked her plastic lips and cleaning up any other stray morsels that landed on her pretty coat. After a few moments of silent rest, Trixie mind wandered to her original plan.
Trixie wonders if people would really come to see a show made up entirely of diaper animals. I’m sure the pure spectacle of it all would be enough to draw in a crowd. Maybe it’ll be a hit with small children?
The bed suddenly bucked Tigerblight hopped on. Trixie, a bit startled, She did stink a tad bit, but it’s not like Trixie hadn’t worn just as stinky diapers to sleep. She scooched closer to the big bloated tiger and wrapped her hooves around it’s ultra squishy body. The crinkle kitty answered with a gentle paw over her shoulder.
“Who knows. Maybe there’s an audience for this sort of thing, eh Tigerbright?
She simply yawned, the stench of a day old diaper pail hitting Trixie’s nostrils.
“Well, whatever happens I’m sure it’ll work out. And perhaps this is the perfect excuse for Trixie to wear diapers on stage? Now that I think about it, I’ve never thought of putting on more adult themed shows…”
Tigerbright’s ears perked up at the pony’s words.
“After Trixie turns Starlight back and explain the situation to her, of course. Trixie’s sure she’d understand. She was always explaining how she wanted to explore her sexuality a bit more.”
A soft purr filled the room before Tigerbright’s head drooped down and dozed off for a cat nap.
Perhaps some of Trixie’s other acquaintances wouldn’t mind lending a hoof as well? Or perhaps a claw. Well, the show isn’t until next weekend, so there’s plenty of time till then to decide...
Author's Note
Been on a roll with ideas lately (and with diaper critters and felines characters, coincidentally, but hey, if I'm feeling it I write it). Here's hoping it doesn't let up.
I was iffy on actual finishing this one since it's pretty out there, but I'm happy with it and at the end of the day if at least one person enjoys it as well then I'm content. So better to keep on going than let it rot like some other fics I've started and never finished.
Ultimately I'm shifting my attitude with writing so that I don't start shit without finishing it, at least ideally. Honestly I'm just hoping I can stay more active with pony fics and probably other stuff that I'm planning.
Also I'm leaving it tagged incomplete cause I do plan on eventually adding to it, but I'll mostly be adding to it as I feel like it.
Squishy the Dragon, the Star of the Show!
“Trixie hadn’t even thought of who next to nab, but who would have thought they’d walk right in.”
Before Spike could consider turning tail and running from the rancid sight beyond his impressionable young brain’s comprehension, Tigerbright and Gabriella pinned him to the ground. Streaks of brown grime and trails of yellow droplets sullied his scales as he struggled to break free from their grasp.
Trixie waddled over, her diaper swishing back and forth with every step toward her helpless new toy shouting away in vain. Her magic shone as she flicked a nearby pacifier straight into the dragon’s maw.
“Now now, no need to make a fuss. The only thing Trixie wants to hear from you is sweet, soft moans. Which you’ll be making in just one second, as soon as I…”
Her swirling horn exploded with a burst of azure magic that shot up to the roof of her cottage.
“There we are, fully sound-proofed and smell-proofed. Don’t know why Trixie didn’t think of this earlier.”
The tapes of her diaper peeled off one by one as they lit up with her magic aura until it fell to the ground with a heavy thud.
Spike’s eyes widened as he her massive mare cock staring right back at him, slathered in a heaping helping of shit, piss, and cum.
She let out another magical discharge, this time encasing it in a faint glowing aura.
“Aww, don’t fret little one. Once you get a taste of this, you’ll be begging for more like these two here.”
Without a moment of hesitation, Trixie plopped out his pacifier and plugged him back up with her penis. Spike tried to bite down, but the girth alone kept his jaw wide open and forcing damp poop to find it’s way into every crevice it could find in his mouth.
Tear after tear streamed down as the bitter rod coated his entire esophagus with her excretion cocktail. His gag reflex triggered from the thorough pounding his uvula took, but that only added vomit to the mix, further lubing up Trixie’s cock to stuff it back back down.
Gabriella and Tigerbright planted soft, smelly kiss all over his fear stricken body. Fresh piss dribbled out of his trembling cock, which the two crinkle critters eagerly lapped up as they went to work. Despite Spike mentally being repulsed by everything happening, his young dragon libido stood no chance against the gentle caress of two lovely ladies sucking his cock and juggling his little balls in their mouth.
With each forceful thrust, bits and pieces of Spike’s psyche began to crumble away. His mind became overwhelmed the the nauseating stimuli, everything fading to the background but the feel of his mistress’s throbbing cock and the great and powerful taste of her waste. A tiny little voice shouted at him to stop what he was doing and fight back. With each passing second it grew fainter and fainter, drowned out by the enticing bliss of soaking up everything this shit-stained cock had to offer.
He didn’t even notice, but Trixie had stopped moving her hips or forcing anything down his throat; His mouth had been working all on its own, and he was slathering whatever drippings fell on the floor back onto the the cock for added lubrication. He wasn’t even pinned by the other two crinkle beasts, they were too busy kissing his little dragon dick.
His face flushed, but he did not dare think to himself for a second of stopping. Every fiber of his being screamed at him for more. More slimy shit for him to swallow. More piss for him to lap up. More cum for him to slurp up. More vomit to burn his throat on.
And with each lustful lick of Trixie’s cock, his body began to slowly change. His once rough forked tongue now had a more cotton feel to it as it continuously sopped up more filth. The scales around Spike’s mouth blended together into a soft, yet crinkly material. As the infection spread, so too did his size. His limbs became longer, his body swelled up to a much more plump shape. His tiny wings, the webbing of which now sported toddler-ish animal designs, outstretched far enough to touch the opposing walls of Trixie’s cottage.
Where once laid little Spike pinned and forced to suffer through a cruel punishment now laid an adult crinkle dragon servicing the dirtiest cock in all of Equestria with such zeal while his compatriots equally as eagerly massaged his own padded member.
With a mighty roar, Spike deep-throated Trixie’s dick all the way to the hilt as he milked her balls to ensure as much cum entered as possible.
His own dick exploded with a brown ropes of shit, followed by wave of piss. And, of course, the crinkle tiger and crinkle giraffe made sure none of it went to waste.
“Now what shall Trixie call the last member of our troupe…”
She pet her chubby dragon’s belly, smiling as she listened the sloshing of the muck swirling about.
“How about Squishy? Squishy the dragon’s got a nice ring to it.”
Trixie inched her snout forward and engaged in a passionate Prench kiss with the newly christened Squishy, letting the foul breath and flecks of moist scat coat the inside of her mouth.
“We’re all set for the main event now. And if you thought this was dirty you three, wait till you see the finale.”
Author's Note
Short chapter update, but a interlude for the finale of this series, which is shaping up to be even filthier than what I've written so far with what I have planned, if you can believe it. Anyway, hope those of you keeping up with this one enjoyed the little chapter as I get back in the groove.
Gabriella the Giraffe Droops on Stage!
Author's Note
This is probably the foulest thing I've put on here yet.
So I hope the depraved few who venture on enjoy it , there's more to come.
Gabriella the Giraffe Droops on Stage!
“Special delivery!”
Trixie’s cottage shook violently at the vigorous pounding on her her front door. The showboating showpony wobbled as she made her way to answer the door, both from the swaying of her home and the thick layer of padding swaddled around her rear end.
She pulled open the door letting a overly cheery looking griffon’s claw banging at the air for a few seconds.
“Gabby, what a complete surprise. I didn’t expect you to get here so soon.”
“What can I say, speed is what we're all about at the United Griffon Postal Service. And the faster I fly, the more ponies I can help!”
She procured a sizable parcel from her mail sack.
“Got another one of your usual shipments.”
Gabby handed it to her and slung the now her now empty bag over her shoulder.
“Here you go! Sorry to jet, but I’ve gotta pick up another load of packages to deliver.”
Perfect, now Trixie won’ have to feel bad about denying some poor pony their mail…
As the cheery griffon thrust out her wings, Trixie laid the package down on the floor of her cottage rifled through her belongings on a nearby table.
“Before you go, allow Trixie to give you a little tip for all that hard work you do…”
She pulled out what seemed like an especially well polished bit from a stray coin pouch and spun it on the flat of her hoof.
Gabby reached out for it in an act of pure instinct, but her hand slowly froze in place as she began to gaze into the rotating coin.
“You know, they say griffon’s will do anything for a bit.”
Her feathery appendages retracted as she sat in place and let her head tilt quizzically.
“Trixie can’t blame them. After all, look at how they sparkle and spin. You can even hear the faint whistling of metal droning on and on and on. You could just stare at a single bit for hours upon hours, losing track of all sense of time and place. You’re mind melting into a mushy pile of obedience.”
Gabby’s began to sway in place as her eye’s struggled to keep up with it’s pace. Her pupils began to swirl and dilate rapidly,
Trixie stopped the coin with a flourish, then after waving in front of her she flipped the coin to the stunned and stunted griffon.
Gabby’s first response was to nibble on it to ensure it’s authenticity, but, much to her delight, it wasn’t an actual bit, but a chocolate disc wrapped in faux gold. She scooped it out of its aluminum coating with her beak and chewed hungrily, carelessly letting beads of slobber and melted cocoa dribble out of her mouth and onto her feathers.
“Looks like someone needs a bib. C’mon, Trixie has plenty more treats where that came from.”
She grabbed Gabby by the hoof, who simply flopped in the general direction she was pulled towards as she chirped to herself. Trixie set her down by her bed and dragged the package her now brain drained mail-griffon had brought.
The cardboard flaps of the box Gabby brought with her folded open to reveal an assortment of pastel colored goodies. Trixie navigated through the contents, selecting two abnormally large bibs, even to big for a pony such as herself. She wrapped one around the griffon’s neck and let it dangle.
“Good thing you brought everything we’ll need to take care of you and your playmate. Cost me the last of my money, but with the show I just booked I’m going to be set for a while.”
She coaxed her to the ground and and began plopping chocolate coin after chocolate coin in her mouth. The griffon simply giggled away, already wearing out her new bib with spiddle and specs of food. Each treat add to her growing collection in her tummy drew her further and further away from the fleeting light of intelligence and and free thought that hung in her mind, while the desire for more and more chocolate bits infinitely larger.
“Now let Trixie change you into something far more suiting a stupid little thing like yourself.”
Trixie handed Gabby a large colorful book. As she opened it, colorful cutouts of different animals popped up.
“Pick your favorite and Trixie’s treats will do the rest.”
The griffon flipped through the pages, giggling and letting more drool bubble out of her as she looked at each critter. As she neared the end, a giraffe with a neck stretching way up high made Gabby cheer and coo even louder as she stuck her hind paw in her mouth.
“Hmm, a bit on the tall side, but I think you’ll still fit in here.”
Trixie fed her the last of the enchanted chocolate, which began a reaction throughout Gabby’s body. Slowly, beginning with her appendages, morphed into a diapered up depiction of the cartoon giraffe smiling back at Gabby.
“There we go, now Trixie can add Gabriella the Giraffe to her lineup.”
Gabriella stupidly let her long neck droop and flop about as she test out her new body. Grey spots dotted her white body while the various contours of her from were hugged by ruffly fabric and smooth plastic.
“Trixie hopes your not full yet, I’ve got some special chocolate for your to enjoy.”
With a magical flick of her horn the showpony floated in a visibly used diaper from her pail and a comically large baby bottle housing a faintly yellow liquid sloshing about from her fridge. The tapes to the soiled padding lifted off the plastic surface, unfurling the balled up undergarment and revealing a massive slurry of feces.
Gabriella the Giraffe chomped away at the mounded delight presented before her. Flecks of poop were flung about, almost as if she was trying to be the messiest eater she possibly could. As she ate away at the feast of waste, her long neck slowly grew more and more stained until the diaper looked almost as good as new if you ignore it’s puffed up innards.
With her meal done, Trixie plopped the bottle into her longed neck captive, who eagerly washed her meal away with chilled piss. The aged urine left an even more intense taste and smell, but nonetheless it drained out of the bottle and down Gabriella’s gullet in the blink of an eye.
“Eat up, Gabriella. You’re gonna want to be big and strong like Tigerbright for the show.”
As she soon ran out of pee to swallow, Gabriella began to suck up whatever diaper juice laid dormant in the absorbent fibers of the diaper. Trixie petted her new pet, the sound of her slurping resounding like a symphony to her ears.
“Good, good girl. Now, why doesn’t Trixie let you get accustomed to some of the more titillating aspects of your new and improved self.”
Trixie opened the door to her trailer’s bathroom, out of which crawled out a the crinkly purple tiger that once was her dear friend, Starlight Glimmer. Her time as a diaper pet, however, has had some noticeable changes to her body since first transformed.
Instead of having that white undercoat that she started out with, or even a slightly stained one for that matter, she appeared to be now a deep brown that hung off her belly like the heaviest of balled up diapers that hand been left in the trash too long. She let out a mighty belch as if she were trying to roar, letting a pungent stench permeate into the cottage.
“Whose mommy Trixie’s favorite toilet?”
She pat her pet’s head, who greeted her with sloppy wet kisses.
“You are, yes yes it’s you, Trixie’s favorite little poopy head.”
Tigerbright managed to wiggle her tongue into Trixie’s mouth, who didn’t fight the kitty’s advances at all. She let the soggy thing fill the inside of her mouth with the filth residue that her tiger had no doubt been noshing on earlier.
“How delightfully disgusting of you. Now while Trixie could clean Tigebright with a little spell, it’d be much funner to wait until before the show to start fresh.”
Trixie led Tigerbright’s attention to Gabriella, who still in a daze drooling darkened piss.
“Go on and show our new friend the joys of being a diaper critter.”
Tigerbright pinned Gabriella to the ground, then sauntered up past her neck and locked lips with her as she did with her master just now.
The putrid purple tiger began to heave in a manner reminiscent of a cat hacking up a hairball. With one last push, a torrent of digested shit flushed out of her crinkly body and into and onto Gabriella. Her whole face was now covered in viscous golden brown fluid that seemed to mimic vomit complete with chunks of crap, which her bib did little to help mop up. The giraffe guzzled the mess so rancid that even Trixie couldn’t help stifle a gag as she watched seated from her bed without so much as a bat of her ruffled eyelashes.
The light blue pony laid back in her bed as she eyed the two crinkle critters raunchy revelry. Her hoof couldn’t help but wander down by her padding in which her thick marecock laid resting. It didn’t take long for her to let her body go, filling up every nook and cranny of her diaper with a load of shit and heavy dosage of piss while her eyes remained glued to the show unfolding before her.
Gabriella simply sucked up everything that came her way, craning her neck to get at the liquid puddle around her. Her body grew fuller and fuller, just like her predator friend perched above her with each gulp she let slide down her elongated neck.. Tigerbright kept up her purge, letting the several days worth of disgust built up within her out onto her new mate. The once griffon letting it all hit her like tidal waves crashing on jetties and absorbing as much of it as she could. Thick globs of the expulged fluid dripped off of Tigerbright’s maw, panting as she was exhausted and slightly emptier from her excessive vomiting.
The two ruffle trimmed plastic stink beasts went back to kissing as their bodies sloshed and crinkled in response to lustfull cuddling.
Out of the corner of Trixie’s eye, who of course had her hoof stroking away at the front of her diaper and on the verge of a glorious climax, saw the door creak open.
“What in the world is with that stink, Trixie? I’m not sure if you let of a stink bomb as part of some skit for one of your shows, but how’s dragon supposed to enjoy ice cream if there's a stench this bad coming from...”
Trixie froze as she came in her saggy diaper while staring at Spike the dragon as her two pets went about their business licking each other clean in the slight pool of upchucked fecal grime that had accumulated beneath them.
