5-Year-Old-FievelJ, Staying Over At Inkbunny’s place.
Poop Eating Piss Drinking
5-Year-Old-FievelJ, Staying Over At Inkbunny's place.
Short Part Two. Showering Off, Masturbating, and a Free Gift.
Laying back first on the carpet, looking at the ceiling, I just hope no one knows I am in here. I reached down, and then gave my young balls a squeeze, as my bladder hurts me. That's not the only thing giving me pain though, as I lay back first on this incredibly soft carpet, inside of Inkbunny's closet. I just hope that pink bunny doesn't decide to have a peek, as I plan to do something I shouldn't do, as Inkbunny promised to baby-sit me. Staying over, because my adopted parents had intimate plans for a nice candle lit dinner, and for things, they said wasn't opened for discussion. "Private moments between adults." what ever the fuck that means. They seem to believe for some reason, that just because I happen to only be five-years-old, that I am both innocent and ignorant... but I know they plan to go fuck someplace. Inkbunny is downstairs someplace, as I am suppose to be taking my afternoon nap... but after just a few minutes, I got up, and then had a look over the upstairs hallway. Seeing no-one, I as quietly as I could, shut the door. I turned the knob, but I hadn't turned it enough, and it still made clicking noises as the parts clicked into the rest of the lock. I didn't dare lock the door, that would be suspicious even more. I took more then one stuffed animal, and then placed them under the covers, as if it were me. I had at first pulled off my nappie, and then left it on the middle of the carpet, but just as soon as I had entered the closet with folding doors, I realized, that he would defiantly see them. I grabbed my nappie, and then entered the closet. When I closed the folding doors, I thought that I was had again, as they made a louder then intended noise. I stood there shaking a bit, considering going back to bed fast, and throwing the plushies onto the floor. Something did occur too, I heard footsteps, and then the door opened. Standing having to pee, I was squeezing at my little crouch. Inkbunny peered into the guestroom, and lucky for me, just looked at the bed, before closing the door. I guess he thought I was still laying there. Still nerves as hell, here I lay, with nothing on. From time to time, I keep placing pressure onto my balls, watching my naughty bits come out. For some reason, I seem to like seeing my little penis, and am somewhat obsessed by watching pee come out of it. I know that I am constipated, and where I am releasing, but I am still nerves.
"So what do you think Margret, should we go up there?" Asked Inkbunny. "Nah, let him have his fun, as if he believes we don't know." Said a female version of Rabbit from the Pooh Bear series. "-Yeah but I know."
"That maybe true, but I promise, if he messes the carpet too much, I'll clean it for you." Said Margret with a smile. "-Do you think he can actually... you know."
"Mayhap Inkbunny, but it's not good to watch him." Suggested Margret, as they sipped on tea. They continued discussing what little Fievel may be doing upstairs, as Inkbunny soon checked on his website.
Upstairs, little Fievel, hadn't a clue, the Inkbunny already figured out his little game.
Pressing on my balls, watching my stick come out, my poop pressed at me to go. But being me, I liked the idea of some piss, then pressing out some poop, even if it didn't quite drop on the floor yet. I pressed hard, feeling poth baws, dah? Both paws on either side of my anus, placing forth fingers, feeling my poop, as I placed part of my left paw over it, trying to hold some back. I wasn't thinking about peeing much, and somehow, only a few little squirts left mah body. But I figured I'd better move one paw or the other, so as to hold in my bladder better. I kept my left paw down there, as I pressed a little harder, not wanting to rid my body of all of it at once. It came out about two inches, then three or so. When my paw felt pretty well full, over full actually, I tried very hard to break it off, anus hurting as I did. I squeezed my anus as tightly as I could, as I brought my paw in toward me a little. I sniffed my paw, allowing the pungent aroma to enter, and tickle the back of my throat. I soon rubbed it all over my small crouch, as I knew it would turn it on, and cause it to stand, eventually. Using my right paw, I placed that one on my anus instead, and then used the palm of my paw to help hold in possible piss, as I tried to poop some more. I pressed like crazy, knowing it would go into my right paw, and could feel it going into my paw. Not even stopping for two moments, to think how I would clean the mess. I'm not sure if I even cared about what I was doing to the ugly brown color of a very soft carpet. I just laid and pressed out pieces of poop, without thinking of just what I was doing, pleasure slipping in too much to even care. Though I usually don't take pleasure in it much, I brought my right paw to my mouth, and then took a taste. At first I just licked over it, but then I actually took a bite of it. Other then the ugly half puke flavored aftertaste, I actually liked the flavor. It actually tasted sweet, despite what most people probably believe the flavor is probably like. And I myself for that fact, figured it would be very nasty. On the other paw, it did also have a nasty flavor along with the sweet taste, which could only be described as poop. I swallowed the rest of the pungent stuff in my mouth, and then grabbed at my feet, pulling at them like any normal animal. I kept myself steady, as I brought my anus near level with the floor and ceiling. From the position I was now in, I could easily do more then one thing. Give myself a blow, or eat my poop directly from my body as I poop it. I believe I had enough of my poop, I thought to myself, as I placed my penis in my own mouth. What was now more on my mind, was leaning my body slightly over, so that my poop would fall on the floor in front of me. But I wanted to watch it coming from my anus. Forgetting just how full my bladder had become, I pressed hard to shit, pissing a large stream into my mouth. Forgetting to be ready for it, I choked and hacked as I barely managed to swallow just a little. I so much felt my nerve, idiot, you're suppose to swallow the stuff, not try to breath it. I thought to myself, as the next time I pressed, I placed my right paw out and over my right-side. Sound difficult? It's not, not for an animal like me. I squeezed my balls, then applied pressure the underside, where the inter tube is, which leads to my penis. I wanted to drink some of my piss, but I also wanted to see my poopy outside my body. I pressed, knowing I'll probably not stop all parts of my bladder, as I pressed hard, squirts came out, and I just joyfully this time swallowed everything I couldn't hold back. The start of my poop appeared, as I also noticed, the rounded start of it was larger then I had originally thought. I let myself piss some more, but only just so much, tasting my salty stuff is such a treat. My stomach was somehow growling, so I figured, "why not?" I let my penis drop, and then bit the end off carefully, not to bite into my anus, that would kina hurt. Same aftertaste, but some of the flavors weren't too bad, some of them reminded me in a way, of the flavor of dirt. Left over seed and fruit flavors were there also, and tasted a lot less as bad. On the other paw, the harsher of flavors were still there, reminding me it was still shit. But as I pressed more out, I set the bad flavors aside in my mind. My third bite of poop, I found my stomach was getting full enough, to rinse it all down with a flavor I enjoyed three times more. This time I let myself pee a little harder, as I carefully grasped my penis in my mouth without biting. Intentionally, as I suddenly decided to pee it all, I let some of my piss come back out, and all over my cub balls. Hmmm, the taste of piss after a poop snack, tastes so so good. I thought to myself, as I peed my entire bladder. My stomach was moving in good ways, accepting the mix and piss and poop, I even burped in a relief burp. My stomach was quite content, as I pressed some more. The start of it appeared all bitten up, even though it had temporarily went back into my anus. Pressing it out, and seeing the bitten off section, as I pressed inch at a time from my ass. I slopped and sucked my penis, sucking hard, but not harming myself, getting myself worked up, so I could have a little desert with my messy lunch. As I sucked, I placed my left paw on my poop, and tried to press it back in a little, but it was out too far, as that clump fell on the floor. I grabbed my balls with my right paw, and then applied some pressure. I pressed myself to push my penis toward my mouth, then relax it back a bit, then shoving it back in. On nearly the very next time I shoved it in, I nearly choked, pressing my penis in too far, but I forced myself to keep going, as I moved my right paw fingers around a bit, keeping pressure on my balls, and encouraging my orgasm to grow. Both my arms were comfortably over my legs, something which animals can do with ease. At this point, I was accepting my crouch into parts of my throat a little easier now. As even though it was a bad idea, I was spreading my poop into the sides of my crack, with my left paw. Would've used my right, but I didn't want to take it away from my balls. Knowing I had more I could stretch my anus with, I began pressing some more, little bits of pee escaped which I didn't know were even there. Pressing hard, I felt the strain, as I kept my paw there, to catch it. Tingles were working on my spine, as my penis was pulsing in my mouth. I couldn't exactly lick my tongue over the most sensitive parts, but I was managing to still turn those places on remarkably well... along with my poop ticking areas, which made this feel even better. I tasted something else, as I continued sucking my one member, as I licked it off with my tongue. I pressed myself on further, as I could taste more precum, leaking into my mouth. Though it wasn't the full load yet, I still admired the flavor, which still tasted a-lot like the full peak, as you really spit it. Wanting it even more, I was now pressing to shit everything I had, and suck, blowing myself like none other time I can remember. I wasn't really trying to catch my poop, as I watched it going into my paw, sliding across my paw, and then pieces falling onto the floor soon after. I never once let go of my balls, as my body got even more tingly, and somehow, as I was still pooping, my anus tingled me a bit. My balls felt as though they were pulsing too, as my bits were as well. Here it cums, better be anyway. I groaned hard, as my entire body tingled, droplets of more pre came first, then a steady stream, nearly like pissing, as I spit three time normal. My tasty mild cum, leaking back out of my mouth, as I spit much more then I could possibly handle swallowing, as I still made an incredible attempt at it. My poop a snake on the floor, along with many straight pieces laying overtop. There was some small splatters laying around my balls, as I had to lay back for a little while, to catch my breath. My balls had pain to them, not bad pain, but good pain, if you can grasp my meaning. Panting, I knew I would need to getup soon, so I could clean this poop off of myself. Nearly falling asleep, I shook myself out, and got myself on my feet. I was no longer holding onto my balls, I was too tired for that. I opened the folding doors, and managed to somehow not step into any of my poop. This was good of course, because I wouldn't track it everywhere, as I went to the bathroom as quickly as I could, to wash the poop from my body. The hot water felt good, as I watched the water turning brown at my feet, as I washed my poop from my anus. It was already going on two thirty, and my nap was only suppose to be two hours, from one to three. As I washed off, my naughty bits wanted to come up. I looked beyond the certain, and then spotted a container of what appeared to be dildo lube. "But why leave it sitting out, with me here?" I said in a not too loud voice, not wanting to be heard. I grabbed it, and then stepped to a position where the water wouldn't rinse it right back off. *Knocking* Shit, I am caught. I thought, as I knew I had to answer. "Ahh, who is it?" I answered in a nerves voice. "That mess is going to be one hell of a job, you left for me. But I'll manage. I have something for you, if you'd like." Said Inkbunny. "Yeah, what's that?" I asked, still holding the lube, penis starting to go down a little. "You have to give me permission to enter the bathroom first." Yelled Inkbunny from the other side of the door. In the meantime, I placed some lube into my right paw, and gave it a few tugs, before it would go down completely. "You have my permission to enter." Inkbunny placed just their paw behind the curtain, and handed me this gift. "Margret is in there now, she promised she would clean it. Now, if you really feel the need to tickle your anus, you don't always have to do it, through pooping." I had grasped it in my left paw, but hadn't looked at it right away. I didn't really need to have a look, I knew what it was, but wouldn't know the size of it, unless I looked. I heard the door close, as I had a quick peak outside the curtain, Inkbunny wasn't there. The thing was like eight inches long. But still I figured, I can shit the way which I had, I could probably fit quite a bit up there. Closed the cap on the lube, and then toned down the water pressure a bit. "Hell why not, my body wants more anyway." My bits stayed up too, even though I hadn't been working on them constantly. Crouching on the opposite end from where the most of the water drops down from the shower head, I placed lube all over it, holding the lube in my right paw, and placing the lube onto the dildo, which was in my left paw. Somehow managing to place the and hold both the dildo, and the lube, I placed some into my right paw. I closed it, and then just let it drop into the bathtub. Masturbating with my right, I pressed the dildo against my anus with my left paw. It penetrated with some ease, probably do to the constipation which I had previously experienced in the closet. My penis didn't even go down, as I took about half of it. Masturbating aiming at the water from the shower, I pressed the dildo further, causing me to squeal and squeak. I soon collapsed on that side of the bathtub, and then placed my feet on either side. I managed to keep my left paw on the dildo, but quit masturbating as I used it to help myself get into my current position. Over instead of under my legs this time, as I moved the dildo in and out of my anus. I grabbed back up my penis, and gave it a few tugs. And then started stimulating my penis again, by masturbation. As I did, I somehow managed to place the palm of my left paw onto my balls. The only way which I achieved this, is I ended up having to shove most the rest of the eight inches into my anus. This caused me to squeal again, as I applied pressure. "Ohh gawd of gawd." I said, as I worked the dildo in with the edges of my fingers, then let it go, to slide back out, and then pressed it in again. I managed to continue to masturbate, as my body went into orgasm. Shaking all over, I kept up the stimulation on my penis, and the moving in and out of the dildo. With each and every time I let it slide back out slightly, and then pressed it back in, I felt orgasm growing. My anus began pulsing, as did my penis too. Panting now, I hadn't even lost my load yet. Tingles began shooting from my back, as I picked up the pace in masturbating my penis, feeling it, as precum was already dripping from the tip. I pressed it back in a little again, and for a moment, I thought I would lose this thing, which I wasn't even sure I could take, the all of its size. That last push, put me over the top, and I spit another load, just like peeing in a way too. Hit my mouth with cum, and then also squirted streams like squirts, all over from neck to my own naughty member, to where and which it had come from. Like pissing on yourself, just moving it about casually. I pressed slightly, almost like pooping, catching the dildo in my left paw. I grabbed the lube, from near to the drain, and then placed both on the side of the sink, where the lube originally was. And then I turned the water on further, so I could wash my semen from my fur. I dried it using a hairdryer made for such things. And then went back to my room, naked. I should've known the possibility Margret may still be in there, but wasn't really thinking before I acted. She must've heard me, because she poked her head outside of the closet as I go into my room. "-Hey there little Fievel, things go alright in there?"
"Huh?" I was thinking she knew about the dildo. "-You know, did you clean everything out pretty well? Get under your arms, all of that?"
"Ohh, well of course I did." I placed a foot forward and across the floor. "I am kinda naked here." I said, as I had a blush of embarrassment slip in, not really wanting to be seen this way by any female. "It's okay mouse, I'll go back in there, and finish cleaning your mess... just get yourself dressed, then I won't see you like this again. " She said, as she disappeared into my closet. I grabbed out blue pants, and one of my red shirts. I was about to pull out a pair of underwear, but then grabbed a Pull-Up training pants, from the packaged on the top of the dresser instead. I got myself dressed, and then headed downstairs. There was just under two hours to go till dinner at six. "Well hi there Fieve, I guess you ended up skipping yourself from your nap." Said Inkbunny. "Yeah I guess I did." I said. "You done it already, didn't you?" Asked Inkbunny. "Did, did what?" I asked. "You used it already, I can tell." Inkbunny pointed down a little. Till then, I didn't even realize I was walking bowlegged. "Yeah I guess I did. Kinda let it sit on the side of the sink though." I said. "That's alright, we'll just let it sit there for now." Ink kissed my forehead. "Now go and watch TV for a little while, and I'll wake you if I have to... in the case you fall asleep." I didn't argue, I just headed in, grabbed the remote, and watched cartoons.
The End.