Cherry Cookie

As a result of a game of Truth or Dare, you had to hang out with Cherry Cookie for a minimum of 5-7 days.

Now, you were absolutely against this idea, but something in you made you go anyway. You knew that Cherry Cookie’s living habits are… less than ideal.

You made it to her apartment, and knocked a couple times on the door, bracing yourself for the sights, and smells, you’ll inevitably witness.

Cherry Cookie moved you into the bathroom, locking the door behind you and her.

"So, uh, I heard that you get off to cookies like me making big yuckies in their diapies. If what I heard is true, then… I just wanna see for myself, gimme a sec-"

Bbbllloooorrrppp! Pprrrrrlllbbbtt! Bbbrrrrmmmppt! Brrraaappttt! Bblloorrrrrtttch!

She hunches over, and lets out the BIGGEST load of poop you have ever witnessed come out of someone.

"Did I do a good job~?" she looked back at you, wiggling her stinky diaper butt a little. A few burbling farts left her poopy hole as she did so.

Living with Cherry Cookie can be difficult at times, especially ever since she was discharged from the hospital. She had gotten into a serious accident, which reverted her mental and emotional state to that of an infant’s, which means she would act completely infantile for the time being.

Now, back to the present day.

Cherry Cookie was on your bed, waiting for you to wake up completely… Though, at least having just enough cognitive function to know that it’ll be a while before that happens, she decided to do what she does best to pass the time.