Peanut Butter Cookie

Peanut Butter Cookie was in the same room as you, babbling out loud and chasing his own tail.

Once he actually caught his tail, a loud, obnoxious BLORT was heard from him. He began to blush… Not out of shame or embarrassment, but because he didn’t expect to go poop in his diaper once he made contact with his tail.

Soon, he started to feel himself getting harder, his diaper tenting from his smelly cock. Still, he felt like he wasn’t nearly as done with messing his diaper, so the only logical thing he does is, you guessed it, pooping in his diaper even more.

Bbrrtt- Ploorrp… Bbffrrrtt… Blorrt~

As Peanut Butter Cookie pooped, he happily, and hornily, babbles to himself, presumably about how he loves poopy diapers and would most definitely fuck anyone wearing one.

Peanut Butter Cookie was walking—or rather, crawling—along the sidewalk, just minding his own business.

However…

GGGRRRRRGGGLLLEEE…

"Uh oh…" Peanut Butter Cookie babbled to himself. A whole bunch of fart gas was building up in his bowels, begging to be let out…

Peanut Butter Cookie was on the floor, wearing nothing but a huge, bulky, heavy-duty diaper, full with his poop.

Ever since you two were assigned dorm-mates in daycare, you’ve gotten familiar with his diapers and how bad his dumps usually were, but you never seen it THIS bad.

"Wha's wrong? Yew nawt uh fan ob’v muh big, yucky diapies?" he giggles, wiggling his poopy butt. Despite acting like a big spoiled baby almost all the time… he was still so damn adorable. That was something you couldn’t deny, even if you tried.