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Pampered Princess Polly Prissy Pants Pachyderm Plaything

Stally was a lazy slut, less a lapdancer and more a lap ornament. Aside from a few vigorous wiggles, he simply sat in any random male's lap to do little more than rub his tight little black ass against their bulges or even clench his buttocks around erect greasy shafts. And if they wanted a little more than simple touches and groping, there would be some big tips involved. Even though he wasn't much for moving when there was something hot and musky to rub his perky dark chocolate donut against and some big furry fuckbeast to cuddle with, his more slow sensual pace was in high demand. Cheap whores could dance on a stallion's pole all day, bouncing around like a carousel horse, but there was something to be said for the simpler act of teasing a groin just on the edge of release. Being a mareboi teasing someone almost to completion was a skill that sissy sluts often strived for, but unfortunately they discounted the mental aspect of sex altogether.

It was the mental aspect that had studs blowing loads from having painfully throbbing cocks blown on or tickled with feathers, whereas the more psychological sluttery consisted of boys that could cream their panties simply by being fucked from behind. Today the pony boi had a particularly juicy piece of horsemeat to work his feminine charms on, a beefy Clydesdale working his strong fluffy paws through the buttmare's plush fur and squeezing those tender affectionate snugglerific buttcheeks. He just knew he was going to have a fun time with this one, if mr. Scottish horsey decided to go all the way and let his dick do his talking instead of his grabby hooves.

Okay, dick or big hands all over his half naked form, it was fun either way. It was just hard being a pony whore with a monster living up his butt that needed to be sated with fullness every so often. And while he was being a hood ornament for the front of a horse's fuck engine, he couldn't help but feel some disparaging feeling like he were being watched. Not watched in an adult entertainer way, but more like someone who planned to do something bad to him. He didn't quite know where that vibe was coming from, but it always tingled at the back of his head in an unsettling way the whole night despite the Clydesdale's more than enthusiastic molestation.

He shivered like electricity, paws working sensually through his fur in slow firm massaging motions like he were being sudded up in a bathtub by a lover, a few times there were even a few sharp pinches on the rounded part of his butt to drive his naughty mind into further hysterics. It made him feel like a mare getting some serious attention with a flurry of pecking love bites from a feral stallion prior to the covering. Any minute now, he could imagine that when the sharp stinging sensations on his rump ended, he would be bent over and filled by two feet of scalding hot horsecock up his perky thong-skirted ass before he knew it!

Like it never happened, the stud's teasing ended abruptly with a lingering sore warmth radiating off his cheeks as though he'd been spanked hard for a good ten minutes. The vigorous forceful sex he was instinctually expecting to follow the lewd abuse didn't follow, leaving Stally somewhat disappointed. Here was a willing mareboi with ass presented and tail flagged as though in heat, and the Clydesdale was baiting the pony along with a proud obnoxious toothy smile, fully aware of the frustrating emotions he'd shoved into Stally instead of his honeyed shaft and damned proud of that level of control.

On the one hoof, Stally was righteously pissed with sissy indignation at not getting his way, yet on the other he was intrigued by this placid equine that could resist the charms of a femboi rentmare without breaking out his wallet and floppy wet half-hard shaft to make their business transaction much more personal. It was just too bizarre for him, given that the pony was normally the one who controlled the negotiations for when he got mounted against the wall like a trophy buck. Dealing with a customer who acted so serene to Stally's feminine whiles and knew he was in total control over where and when he put his cock was something outside of the sissyboi's experiences.

The only explanation that he could think of was that the Clydesdale wasn't gay, but that didn't make any sense, as Stally could definitely smell the musk of arousal even if the big obelisk of horsemeat wasn't in any hurry to tent his jeans or come out of his waistband like a stubborn weed popping out of a crack in pavement. A blush filled his face as he squeaked shyly, a far too large finger circling the taut rim of his hole, using the sweat already on it to tease the satin puckered wrinkles. "If I stick my finger in there and wiggle it around, are you going to cum in my lap? I'd have to spank that naughty rump and make you lick it all up, if you do." The Clydesdale said firmly, his tone implying that it wasn't a joke or simple threat. He was completely serious, and Stally had such a hair trigger right now from all of that teasing that he could very well make the warning a self-fulfilling prophecy.

He was such a nasty slut, and all of that sounded appealing, but if he were to have his rump beat and be forced to slurp up his own sticky stains off that too tight designer denim, it would only act as a diversion from what he really wanted. It was past lunch, after all, and his ass was quite famished from a lack of dick all day. There were a few potential butt stuffers, but none of them wanted to pay the price to seed his loins, and he couldn't exactly give out freebies since it was the house that set such prices and he would be reprimanded. Not reprimanded in a fun way either, but where it hurt: in his paycheck.

So since he couldn't promise to behave, the big digit stayed where it was and circled his drain playfully for the next hour, setting his fur on end as he waited for an eternal buildup to an orgasm that would never happen. Having his rim stroked was like the equivalent of drinking water to stave off hunger; it worked for a little while, but it wasn't any substitute for something of substance. And all the while he had his perky ponut played with, the hard squeezing of his buttocks continued on, the Clydesdale treating his buns like they were stress balls needing to be kneaded to relieve frustration. Of course, if the draft truly wanted to relieve stress, there was only one sure way to accomplish that, and it involved lots of lube with an optional condom.

To be sure, the draft stallion was a good tipper, and Stally was well compensated for the hours of his time spent in that enormous musky lap, he just wasn't compensated for his doting attention with the only tip that really mattered to him. Even now, he could feel the rounded bulge of the glans tenting out a little bit where he could see it as if to taunt the pony further. He knew he would probably regret the much larger and thicker than normal horsecock sundering his tiny petite tushy, but all he could think about for the moment was a constant obsession over that throbbing speedbump being shoved inside him without mercy and a certain lack of lube that would make the sex even rougher and more jarring than it needed to be. Getting tossed around like a tugboat in stormy seas on a semi-dry dick was even more fun than a slippery one that passed in and out like a textureless noodle.

Just as he was thinking he couldn't take anymore taunting, the stallion seemed to put on the table and offer what Stally had been begging for the whole time by rubbing the tip of a flaccid peeking glans to get a sample of his pre before rubbing it around the pony's lips for a taste of equine sweetness. "Arrangements will be made for your present. Meet me in the Blue Moon Room in half an hour if you want a piece of this, babe." Then quite unexpectedly, Stally found himself picked up by his underarms like a baby by the Clydesdale and set aside so the tall stud could stand up and trot off. Stally was blushing as he watched that bouncy muscular butt stomp off with a seducing waggly stub of a tail, the taste of male essence still wafting into his nares from where it had been rubbed all over his muzzle like mare piss to garner his attention. He was already growing erect in his thong, and he hadn't even seen the full mighty impressive girth of the boa cockstrictor, yet.

The long wait was almost too much for the slut biding his time as he continued to leak and make a wet spot in his panties like a whore. All he had left to enjoy was the spot of musky warmth left on the chair after the stallion's exit, Stally wiggling around in the cushions as the heat tingled against his sore naked rump. Like a dream, the sensation of hotness slowly melted away and left the seat quite cold as if some sexy bastard of a horse had never sat there. Briefly, he looked at a neon colored clock on a wall overhanging the bar, but there was still fifteen minutes for him to kill. With nothing better to do, he took the many paper bills out of his waistband and garters to count them, a few larger denominations even crammed down the front of his undies down around his sweaty sheathe like wet soggy lettuce leaves.

It was at least six hundred here, not a bad night for a lazy buttpony who wanted to be little more than a dick decoration; eye candy on stallion laps to ogle and fondle mercilessly. Ten minutes left, maybe enough time for him to reach down in there and play with himself. Not to completion or anything, but just to get his juices going for something that would be thoroughbredly enjoyable. He was lost in the pleasure and sensations, eyes closed with a blush as his ears were folded back in shame. Other strippers and patrons noticed him in the act of pleasuring himself with disapproval, but didn't say anything about it. Sluts gonna slut. Stally had been going to town on his bean sprout for so long and with such abandon that he'd almost missed his appointment with dickstiny.

Once he noticed the clock over the neon-lighted bar, he realized that he had to cut his fun and get going, not wanting to make such an assertive horse wait for fear of refusing to grant his gift sausage. Stally took the stairs and the balcony path up behind the bar's glowing sign to get to the special room that he'd been invited to perform more intimately. The door was unlocked, but he gave it a cursory knock, anyway; it would be a rude slut thing to do otherwise. "Come in, and I'll cum in you." The draft teased, acknowledging his scheduled visit with a lustful purr. Since he was invited, the pony went in, remembering the heavily cleaned settings almost like a second home, a few traces of dried semen on the ceiling were the only thing to indicate the true purpose of the room after every spot had been completely disinfected and polished to a worn out sheen.

The stallion awaited him, lounging along the plush carpet with a few cushions positioned beneath his back to hold him upright, beckoning towards the stripper pony with one thick digit and an irresistible disarming smile. "Well, you gonna keep me waiting, or are we gonna do this?" It was everything that Stally wished for, his heart skipping a beat as he was ordered to pleasure that massive horse. He fell down on his paws and knees, crawling forward humbly in his worship of that big bulge barely held in check by a black speedo. As he slinked himself over, he could make out the outline of testicles bigger than ripe oranges and a sheathe that looked like a sausage ready to be slurped all over. He was almost between the Clyde's thick splayed out legs when he snapped his fingers while looking at something behind the pony.

Stally briefly looked behind himself, but it was far too late as a black sack was thrown over his head and he found himself wrapped up in a rope like a bundle of firewood before he knew it. Once he'd been securely tied, he was left to wiggle blindly around on the floor as the Clydesdale laughed at his expense. "There you go. One pony made to order. Now, where's my cash?" Some dispute followed between the Clyde and a deep loud feminine voice from someone else in the room before Stally was lifted up into the air and bent over an impossibly broad muscled shoulder as he struggled and tried to wiggle away like a worm. He smelled the musk of a horny elephant just as a sharp prick poked into his upturned rump and made him rapidly pass out, leaving him feeling very confused and helpless.

His eyes stung when he came around, with no clue where he was or how he'd ended up there. Stally was all groggy like he'd been hung over from a bad bender, although he didn't drink heavily too often. The last thing he wanted was to be drunk when a horse was pounding him and he ended up not remembering the magically filling experience. At first he thought he might've had a blackout as he went home and just couldn't remember the details of how he ended up back in his own bed. Except, except no because this wasn't his bed. Now he was thoroughly confused as he tried to pull the mixed up pieces back together in his head.

Everything smelled vaguely of elephant, which was strange because he'd never seen an elephant in the club nor did he have any interest in letting one fuck him, at least not until he felt ready for it. The occasional drafter cock was barely within his limits, much less dumbo dick. Exactly how drunk had he gotten last night to want a pachyderm packing? Perhaps most surprisingly, his ass didn't hurt, which made him wonder if his unknown elephantine lover had trouble trying to get it up to shove into him. So, sex probably didn't happen yet as they slept the previous nights' adventure off.

But wait a goddamn sissy picking minute, wasn't he seeing to the attentions of a Clydesdale before he blacked out? He was slowly starting to remember until he realized he'd been kidnapped by someone big. Given the faint smell of his surroundings, he wasn't much surprised. As he roused and moved around, he saw how restricted his movement was almost immediately as his paws and hooves strained against some leather cuffs attached to tethers on the four corners of the bed. Not only that, he could feel that he was left naked just beneath a thin top sheet and fought against his bonds to get free.

He thought he was being left alone and ignored to sleep off the roofies while adjusting to the new surroundings, but it became clear as he noticed the baby monitor just outside his vision that someone was listening in. "OI! Where am I!?" He punctuated the frustrated spouting of worry with a good vigorous thrashing on the bed before he heard very loud heavy footsteps coming up a lot of stairs. Normally, elephants had very quiet muffled feet and could be like big fat grey ninjas if they wanted to, but in this case, his captor was going out of his way to be deliberately heard so that Stally could tell what progress they made on the way to the room.

Finally it was time for the big reveal. Stally's breath was stuck in his throat as he was confronted with something completely unexpected: a large pink elephant with big perky cleavage and a more than amply intimidating bulge downstairs between tree trunk sized thighs. The pachyderm was wearing a lacy pink apron, though it didn't hide much in the way of bulging sexuality. "And how did our baby pony sleep?" Shi giggled, stepping into the room with a hand on hir hip while shi stared down at the prone form of Stally all neatly tied up and helpless on the bed.

He hopped around and made a nervous squeak as his mind struggled to put his thoughts together after such a wild dizzying night of lust. All he knew was that he'd been kidnapped, but not what he'd actually been able to do with the stallion suitor before he'd been nabbed. "What's going on here? And I'm not a baby." Again he found himself tugging on the four corners bed restraints and confirmed that his skinny limbs were too weak to budge any of the thick cords or the cuffs. Amidst his struggles, the top sheet came loose from his waist and Stally could indeed see that he'd been left lying on the bed naked.

The hermaphant leaned down over him to give the pony a good view down her abundantly squishy grey bosom as shi caressed an overly large paw against his sheathe and balls with taunting giggles. "You aren't equipped well enough to be a boy, either, so I guess my sissy baby will be getting a very cute little girlish dolly to play with." Before he could make any more of his discontent known, shi had already stuck a rubber dogcock pacifier into his muzzle with a locking strap around behind his ears. "But first, I must make sure you are all cleaned out and empty before I gift you to my ellie slutbaby. It simply won't do to have you loading your new pampers before I even carry you downstairs to the pink playroom." He didn't know what any of those strange phrases entailed, but shi left momentarily and seemed determined to make him experience every single one.

He thought it would be more efficient to simply untie him from the bed and let him do those things for himself in the bathroom, but the shemale pachyderm returned rolling in an entire cart of unmentionable medical supplies. The first thing shi did was gather up a bedpan and a long thin plastic-wrapped package that had a thin tube in it. Once it was out of its wrapping, the pony could see that it was a basic catheter that shi was now lubing and getting ready to shove up into him. With one deft overly large paw keeping his clit still and helpless, shi began threading the plastic tube down his little detached pipe of urethra with firm force that left his whole urinary tract burning as it went down to his bladder. Shi began to inflate something on the catheter just as his long held back juices flowed freely into the bedpan with a noisy rolling dinging noise until he was completely empty with a mixed sigh of relief and frustrated helplessness. He thought that since he was empty, he might have the damnable thing out, but to his whimpering horror into the cockgag, it seemed there to stay and leave him incontinent the rest of the morning.

The next step he found to be even more uncomfortable as shi left to dump his piss down the toilet before returning with a bucket full of steaming warm water that smelled strongly of soap. At first Stally thought he was going to get a sponge bath or something equally mundane until the elephant lady started undoing his restraints, but only the ones for his legs. It soon became obvious why as his hooves were doubled over against his head to leave his perky hole vulnerable to attack. Once shi started filling up hir massive trunk with the few gallons or so of soapy water, he knew right away what shi planned to do with it.

His blush and nervous wiggles of shame were not enough to save him from the tip of hir long nose tickling along his puckered rim until it sank deeply into his hole like a tentacle and slowly pumped him full of the cleansing enema fluid until he felt pregnant round and nauseous from it, needing to squirt it back out very badly. At least shi didn't waste any time in lowering his rump above the empty bucket and watched with satisfaction as his leaky tush flooded it with several squirts and splashes as a mixture of soiled water and horse turds plopped in, leaving him not only empty but very tired. As a final insult, just as he moaned and let loose with the last gush of fluid into the plastic shell, shi shoved in an obscenely wide buttplug with a very big flare that would be next to impossible for him to push out on his own. Left plugged while shi dumped out the bucket and washed it out under the tub spigot, he could feel rushes of air going in and out of his butt as he breathed, his ass occasionally whistling a tune. The aforementioned blush deepened when the pony realized that he'd been fitted with a tunnel plug and wouldn't be able to control his bowels, either.

He couldn't believe things could get anymore degrading than they already had, though shemale elephants seemed very skilled at leaving him unsettled and confused as shi grabbed both of his frantically kicking feet in hir strong trunk like a thick rope and lifted his tushy off the mattress once again for the final insult of a diaper that proved far too thick and pink for his tastes, laying his helpless now incontinent bottom into the plush soft cotton even as shi powdered him up good, rubbing the talc into his rump along with a few good teasing swats for good measure. Stally let out an unintelligible squeaky whine into his pacigag as shi folded the diaper front over his crotch and started snapping the tapes tightly over his tummy to make sure it wouldn't slip off.

The diapering was followed by the ruffliest laciest pair of pink satin panties that he could think of, the elephant having some difficulty sliding them down his chubby little thighs, but not enough to keep him from wearing them like a sissy doll. The panties were followed up by buckling booties and fingerless mittens over his hooves to ensure he wouldn't get up to any mischief or try to remove his diaper, though with the devices holding his evacuation holes open, he wasn't in any hurry to be without the comforting presence of a pillowy soft bathroom that he could take with him everywhere he went. He was very fussy with a loud adorable crinkling and squeaky muffled whines as shi uncuffed his front paws only so shi could slide a big bouncy velveteen dress over his head covered in strips and frills of lace before taking some blush and eyeliner to his face to make him more girly and sweet, just like the doll he'd been dressed as.

Empty, humiliated, used, he didn't think things could possibly get any worse until shi picked him up like he weighed nothing and carried him downstairs draped over hir shoulder like a slut sack to meet the other member of the family. At first he could be mistaken in believing that he was seeing a female elephant in a giant playpen surrounded by a wooden block castle and an audience of blankly staring plushies, but the first strong male musk scent of piss hit him from the other elephant's completely soaked diaper and left the pony almost gagging for fresh air from its fetid sourness.

Instead of being taken away from the salty padding, Stally was taken towards it as the shemale peeked over the rail of the playpen and waved at hir big sissified baby. "How you doing sweety? Mommaphant has that surprise shi's been promising you for so long." Stally squeaked indignantly as he was whisked out from behind hir back and shown to the other elephant like a simple stuffed toy in a dress. He did not appreciate that treatment, at all. The big soggy baby's eyes lit up with a strange mingling of joy and arousal as his fluttering eyes fell on the dolled up pony, the shemale smiling and holding Stally just out of reach from being groped or molested. "But before mommykins can give you your new toy, you have to promise to be gentle and be careful with her. She is very fragile and rare, so it won't be easy to get another one if you break her with any rough play, kay hun?" The other elephant was nodding with enthusiasm and an excited trumpet of outpouring emotion, leaving Stally's ears ringing as he wondered if the giant sissy was even paying attention to what his caretaker said.

How nice of hir to lay out how delicate he was, that unmoderated elephantine strength could really mess him up and ruin his day, to put it mildly. When shi was satisfied that he'd calmed down enough to agree to the responsibility of owning a pony pet doll, the sissyphant up on his tippy toes with a short stubby tail waggling around amidst a storm of vigorous joyful crinkles like a wiggling paint brush, shi lowered the nervous Stally into his deceptively strong arms with a muffled indignant squeak as he found himself being cuddled almost breathless by that ridiculously impressive strength. "No, no, sweety! Gentle. He's like the bunny we saw at the petting zoo." The crushing pressure immediately relented long enough for him to draw breath and recover from the vice experience. The sissy was probably too rambunctious for a pet or a playmate, but trussed up like a toy as he was, Stally didn't exactly have any say in his lot.

He got to go in the humble block castle with the babyphant, momma standing off to the side with a careful scrutinizing gaze to ensure hir little one didn't damage the merchandise any further. "Hey dolly pissy prissy pants! My names Ellen, what's yours?" Stally found himself put through another humiliation as the feminized elephant started to look all over his diaper and clothing for a nametag or some other such thing before turning back towards the shemale outside the fence. Shi was seated rather comfortably and still nearly naked in a padded armchair reading some sort of trashy herm romance novel. "Mommy, what's dolly's name?" The shemale looked over briefly to signal that shi'd heard, waggling hir trunk side to side as shi thought about it briefly.

Hir mouth parted in a clever smile that better made hir short sharp tusks glisten. "Her name is Tina. Tina Tinklesalot." The shemale giggled, flipping the page of the paperback with hir trunk while chuckling at hir own cleverness. With Stally's muzzle gagged with pacifier dogcock, he couldn't correct them, so now his name was that humiliating abomination. The shemale went back to reading while keeping an eye on the pony to ensure he wasn't mistreated, and the sissyphant went back to playing by making a very effeminate pink dragon plush in a little baby's diaper fly around his well-built wooden castle masterpiece like they were a pair of princesses needing to be rescued.

The strange thing was that Stally was getting into the game and even enjoying it, finding the whole pretend playtime to be something completely different from his usual greedy life of lusting over every cock he saw. He was still as confused and frightened by the whole ordeal as ever, but at least he was beginning to understand the pachyderm's motivations. He was basically a pet given to someone else as a kind of special gift. The pony didn't particularly like being diapered and kept here against his will, but at least he wouldn't wake up with his kidneys stolen or anything like that. A blush crossed his cheekbones and he closed his eyes with a nervous suckling on the pacifier cock as he felt a warmth flowing into his pink pampers that he couldn't stop, the catheter doing too good a job in depotty training him.

It was just a small wet spot in front, but he knew enough about his own bladder to expect more trickles as time went on as he could already see the little sodden spot in the sheer panties turning slightly green as he pissed himself. He wanted to pretend that he hadn't just wet his diaper after getting changed into it only ten minutes ago, but the sissy elephant made a big show of it and pointed at his wet spot. "Mommy! Mommy! Tina made a tinkle!" By the tone of his excited trumpetsqueak voice, Stally couldn't tell if the pampered pachyderm was amazed by the pony wetting himself or tattling on him for doing it. Either way, it was very humiliating and not the kind of attention he wanted at all.

The shemale shrugged and set hir book down a moment to look at Stally's wet spot and gave a nod. "That's wonderful sweety. You know your dolly is supposed to use her diaper, now. Do you want me to teach you how to change your dolly's pampers when she makes a stinky?" Stally blushed at that and tried to hide in his dress like a turtle, pretending that he hadn't heard that. The last thing he wanted was to have two elephants watching him as he got his poopy butt cleaned up and changed into a clean nappy. He was busy wishing that this was a bad dream and he could wake up from it just as he felt a familiar stirring in his tummy that could only mean one thing. A diaper change would be happening soon whether he wanted it or not.

Aside from a few little whistling pony farts that left the sissy elephant giggling and holding the nostrils on the end of his trunk shut, things seemed to go on normally as Stally was picked up and repositioned on his crinkly fanny several times like a teddy bear taken on an imaginary adventure around the playpen. After the sissyphant convinced the dragon to join their party, they could leave the castle and go on other quests. The elephant reordered a tower of colored rings like they were a secret gate to get into a cave-like dungeon overrun by stuffed bunnies, bears, and cats.

It took the better part of an hour to fight their way through that mess before Stally found himself sweating and leaning over sideways as he felt something big and crampy moving down his works until the contents of his bowel oozed out of the tunnel plug and into the hungry awaiting diaper like a belated meal. It almost felt like it took forever before every bit of manure was squeezed out like a pony toothpaste tube. As Stally tilted left or right amidst some loud crinkling, he could feel the fresh sour mush crawling against his skin like hot volcanic mud against his furry bottom and balls, his mess also having a gritty or lumpy texture that he could feel with the hairless satiny skin of his black balls.

The sissyphant noticed what he'd done first by the smell, since there was hardly a sound to reveal its coming. His chubby playmate plugged the end of his trunk between his paws while shaking his head at the sour odor of stinky pony. "My dolly made poo!" He squeaked out helpfully while the shemale sighed and shook hir head in amusement, stroking hir chin as shi thought about how to handle the situation. Shi knew this moment was coming as soon as shi'd put the tunnel plug in him and diapered him up, so Stally kind of wondered why shi was only thinking about that inconvenience, now.

Shi picked the two of them up out of the playpen one at a time since hir big baby weighed too much to handle without both paws. The elephant sissy was put into a highchair nearby where he could watch as shi then strapped Stally into a pink changing table that seemed far too big for him. "I hope you're paying attention to mommy, because from now on I want you to know how to change dolly when she wets. I can handle the big stinky jobs, but this is how you do the change." Having an audience, shi was very slow and meticulous in how shi peeled away his dress and panties to reveal the pathetic overloaded diaper beneath which had been heavily flooded with musky stallion piss even before he'd dropped his presents in the back.

Stally could only blush and whine into his gag as he felt hir strong paws peeling away the tapes and letting the front of the diaper roll open with a lewd squishy noise to further display how much he'd ruined it with his overeager bladder. Amidst the yellow snow interior of his cotton liner were the slimy green lumps further back, at least two or three pounds worth of digested grass that had plopped out with his new found incontinent status. A further debasement was that the sissy elephant got to see his catheter and hollow plug and knew how much of a helpless diaper using dolly he'd become when he couldn't even control his own bowels. In fact, the sissyphant could probably even give him a tight hug and his road apples would tumble out without an issue with no tight anus to keep them at bay.

Shi ripped a wipe out of the package with one paw and began to clean up his fur with it while hir long flexible trunk was wrapped around his ankles to lift his stinky butt off the mat. He blushed when a draft caught him down there, a wisp of air whistling right up his plugged butt like a windchime that made the two pachyderms giggle and Stally blush all the harder. After they were finished making fun of his silly butt sounds, shi continued wiping him down and tossing the soiled cloths into his overstuffed pampers like a makeshift trash bin. He hadn't developed a rash yet, so the alcohol felt cold against his sheathe and balls instead of actually stinging them.

Just when the pony thought the shemale was finished, shi surprised him by wrapping a baby wipe around hir pinkie finger and then shoved it far up his plugged rump, fucking in and out of his gaped hole to clean the access tunnel of his hollow plug so that it wouldn't harbor any harmful bacteria. Only after shi had finger-banged him with the scratchy sandpapery cloth a few times did shi finally pack up all of the trash into the bloated nappy like a pink poopy ball before tossing it away into an even smellier pail meant for the purpose. So far the disposable pail smelled like sour fermenting elephant dung and salty celery-smelling piss, but before long, he'd be smelling his own dung in there once enough of his own special smell accumulated in there.

It was almost a relief to watch just out of view of his cheekbones as shi spread out the new thick pink princess pamper and laid it out beneath his butt almost like a sissy carpet. The blush that filled his cheeks as he was lowered into it was absolute, the sissy ponyboi completely humiliated by the girly diaper and starting to love every minute of it despite his cock leaking a constant tiny dribble of pre with the catheter holding his bladder wide open like a silicone waterslide. He was already wetting the new diaper, and he hadn't even been put in it yet. With his legs still held up at the awkward angle, his butt and genitals were now sprayed with a chilly cascade of powder that felt silky on his skin even as shi used a wide paw to rub it into his fur to get it in good and deep.

The talc made the fur on his bottom a shade lighter as shi gave his bum a good harsh smack with the wide open palm of one grey wrinkly paw, his cheeks jiggling from the harsh staccato sting along with an indignant meep as his ears laying back flat in confused submission. The one unexpected spank made the sissy elephant nearby giggle and clap his paws in enjoyment while bouncing side to side in the highchair, mommaphant dropping that squishy butt down into the convenient cushion before powdering him up more for good measure. It seemed that when it came to sissy babies, especially shy padded incontinent ones, you could never use enough baby powder.

Once he felt the crinkly thick padding folded over his bits, he let out a nervous squeak as a hot blush filled his cheekbones, Stally looking around wildly like a threatened pony as he tried to hide his shyness behind the pretty dress. Since he just had his diaper changed in front of two strangers and made quite the stinky sensation, he had every right to be embarrassed. It was nice to be wearing a new nappy, but the sissy couldn't help but whine in further nervousness as mommaphant slid the satin panties back up around his crinkletush like he were a baby girl that needed the extra pretty decoration. "Do you want to go back to playing, or do my two special girls want some num nums?" Shi giggled, using hir trunk to blow raspberries on Stally's tummy and get him to squirm and giggle anew.

Although the pony was hungry after all of that play and not eating anything all day, he couldn't imagine putting anything else in his stomach after what had already come out just a few moments before. If something eats, it has to poop, too, and at the moment, Stally couldn't handle any further shame at being taken back to the changing table all over again. Of course, he wasn't the one that could make the choice as it was the sissified elephant in charge of both of their fates. It was strange to think of himself being that helpless, that even a big baby elephant had more autonomy and independence than a wittle pampered ponybutt. All he could do was squirm and giggle to the unending raspberries while the sissyphant tried to make up his mind.

The sissyphant had that faraway look on his face like he was concentrating on filling his diaper with dung, but it was just him trying to think about what he wanted to do. The shemale elephant was possessing of some incredible patience, but even shi seemed to have some limits. "Well, I guess if you aren't hungry enough to want to eat right now, maybe you just need a snack. Would you like some special milkies?" The sissyphant blushed hotly and tried to hide his shyness behind his two large fanlike ears, the pony already guessing why it was such a naughty question. When his guilty shame subsided, he could only nod and close his eyes with his mouth held wide open.

Mommaphant chuckled lewdly, lifting hir apron up far enough for hir cock to dangle and slither freely like a grey leaky snake. "Here it comes." Shi flexed and coiled the prehensile cock length around enough for it to slap heavily across his highchair tray like a big throbbing sausage. The infantilized elephant reached his paws out nervously without looking and trembled with growing arousal as he touched and caressed it, patting the shemale elephant cock with his curious trunk in an attempt to find the tip. Once he found the right end, he used both chubby paws to hold it in his mouth like a big sandwich, suckling on the cockhead while noisily slurping the pre down like a milkshake. And while he sucked on the impressively wide shaft, he also stroked the foreskin along the pulsing girth in a vigorous masturbating manner to encourage quicker ejaculation.

Stally couldn't help but get aroused by the whole show, faintly dreaming of taking that ridiculously long shaft up his hungry butt while mommaphant moaned and gasped to the pleasure with wild contortions of hir muscles when the sensations became too intense. "A little more on the beads at the underside, sweety. That's mommy's special sensitive place." Shi was panting hard, gradually coming closer to an explosive orgasm as shi did hir best to stay tethered to the sissyphant like a naughty umbilical cord that would be feeding him one hefty rich thick load. Stally had a tent in his diaper that he got from watching the big sexy blowjob, but he had a faint suspicion that if he attempted to take care of it, he would be punished for it very severely, perhaps with the flat of a hairbrush to his backside.

Already, hir balls were throbbing with a noticeable stirring as the sissyphant struggled to suckle down all of that copious pre dribbling out like an unending musky stream out of a garden hose. It almost seemed like buckets of pre alone, so at least if he were ever fucked by an elephant dick, there would certainly be an ongoing supply of lube to keep his ponut oiled for pounding. The only thing he didn't know was how much cum a pair of such enormous nuts could produce, but he'd find that out soon enough. Aside from his squeaks and other cute muffled animal noises he could make through the pacicock, he couldn't offer any sort of meaningful communication or otherwise he'd shamelessly beg to ride that length like the silly cock-gobbling slutpony he was.

A change was quickly coming over the shemale's reactions to being sucked as hir excited trembling grew as shi struggled to stand steadily in place for the completion of the blowjob in that hot slurping tusked mouth. Shi was close, and Stally was watching the big thirsty sissy in anticipation to see how much cum would actually spurt out, wondering if it might be too much for him to gulp down. "Get ready, here it cums!" The shemale grunted out with a blast of hir trunk trumpeting into the air as hir gooey cum blasted out into the sissy's mouth to spray in every direction like the cum were being run through a pressure washer. Some of it went down his throat, but just as many of the constant blasts out of that cock tubing splashed in every direction and turned his ruffled satin gown into quite a mess. It was definitely more than the sissy could handle, and if a chubby feminized elephant couldn't handle the velocity of the gushing loads, what chance did lil ol' Stally have of taming that serpent with his inadequate tummy capacity.

The mommyphant made an obvious maternal motherly effort to clean the cum off hir baby with a big thick terry towel, getting every thick trace of sticky custard off his face and clothing shi could before kissing him on the forehead and turning back to the pony. Stally had witnessed something very kinky, very strange, and very enjoyable. He'd never had the chance to indulge an alternate lifestyle of diapers and nonsexual girly clothes for his stage job, not when he had a career more focused on taking clothes off rather than putting them on. "Okay, naughty dolly. Off you get and time for more playtime." Shi unbuckled him from the table and set him down in the playpen with a stiffy and unsteady wide opened legs from the spreading crotch of the diaper, Stally struggling to sit down as delicately as he could before finally letting himself fall backwards onto his padded tush with a hiss of misty talc out of the legholes like he had a fog machine hiding beneath his pretty dress.

He had a clean diaper, and the sissyphant was going to come back for more playtime in the castle, so at least things were settling back down into more comfortable settings, but there was still that naughty nub trying to poke out of his diaper like a ponyclit tent. A few times he tried to stroke himself through the padding of the diaper when he thought neither of them were paying attention to him, but it wasn't enough to bring him to the edge or anything like that. He would need some help to get off, and as the diapered dolly plaything, he didn't think that too likely. Shortly after he was put in the baby cage with the block castle surrounding a nice decent empty space within, the sissyphant joined him with lips still oozing regurgitated blobs of cum and an askew jeweled tiara on his head. His dress was kind of a stained wreck covered in cumstains and pecker tracks, but Stally could see other faint outlines of food and fluid stains from playtimes past and got the impression this dress was meant for getting messy.

The big baby stomped over towards him like a giant, seizing him as if he were nothing but an inanimate toy to carry him off to the castle. He didn't like the rough handling or the careless disregard for his personal space, but at least they were back to their fun pretend games. Again besieged by diapered dragon and awaiting rescue from some shining white stallion in armor and a big throbbing lance, or at least that was Stally's little fantasy for how his rescue would be carried out since the sissyphant hadn't yet decided on a savior to rescue them from this strange predicament. The infantile elephant had to get on hands and knees to crawl his way through the castle entrance, his tail raised with a cute little crinkly popping fart as he grabbed hold of a brown teddy bear plushy and crawled back in with it. "Sir Hugsalot will save us from the stinky incontinent dragon!" The sissyphant squeaked out, Stally struggling to keep a respectful distance away from the much larger fur for fear of getting smooshed or sat on by that big diapered bum. A diapered bear knight, how um, creative? The visuals that idea gave him weren't exactly conducive with his fantasy of stallions and a rescue with horsecock, but alrighty. Maybe he could pretend he was getting ravaged by the dragon instead, as that would surely be more fun.

Stally couldn't help but giggle as his plump sissy playmate made the two crinkled up plushies fight by bumping into each other with lots of funny trumpeting sound effects while the elephant tried to act out an epic battle while struggling to move around in his thick massively thick pink diaper. "The dragon has molten pink candy breath, but Sir Hugsalot is wearing the nimblest suit of diaper armor to allow him to dodge all of the fire." Watching the two plushies bounce against each other at different angles and heights made the pony wonder if they were reenacting a padded version of a battle from dragon ball z, Stally continuing to watch in mild amusement as he continued to leak a constant trickle of pee into his diaper that couldn't be stopped.

There were some confusing points and unusual sound effects that left him wondering exactly what was going on in the sissyphant's head as the game of pretend went on. "The dragon got really mad, but Sir Hugsalot has too many powers and won't get stopped. Then he see's the dragon's weakness and hits it with his sharp claws." Stally yawned and rolled over onto his tummy, head held in his paws as he looked up to watch the dragon plushie's diaper get torn off to leave its fuzzy bean belly naked. "Without a diaper, the dragon lost his comfort and flew away nakie!" Then the sissyphant tossed the dragon tail to the opposite end of the playpen and marched the teddy bear up to the castle's inner courtyard victoriously.

Stally gave a snort and laid his head in his paws like a pillow with a sleepy whinny just as the sissyphant made the teddy bear bounce playfully all over his prone form to get his attention. "Prissy tinkle pants, we has been rescued!" The pony looked over lazily and shrugged with a sighing neigh, too tired and hungry to feel the imagined triumph of the merry game. Until he got some oats in him or something, he felt like he really needed a nap bad, on the verge of passing out from such an emotionally and physically demanding first day with two horny elephants. He didn't know what tomorrow would be like, but as far as the sissy pinkified equine was concerned, all he needed was some good rest.

As he found himself going into a fitful slumber, the big sissyphant picked up his comparatively tiny body up into those wide muscular arms for some hugs and rocking. It was oddly pleasant, as though he were be put to bed like a baby. Since he was already dressed the part, having his padded rump dip down while being held against the chubby satin bosom with a loud heartbeat and deep breaths next to his ear almost felt not only natural but very lulling as he gave into his body's tired needs and did what came natural by closing his eyes and waiting for the sweet oblivion of nonsensical dreams. Hopefully, the sissyphant would let him sleep some and not get impatient enough to rouse him an hour later. Either way, it was a strange day for him and one full of peculiar discoveries into subconscious desires he didn't know he had.