With a big final push & *FBLORTCH* you finish pooping your pants, falling back into your mess with a mighty *squirsh*, your hands beginning to massage the front of your swollen, stinky pampers.

Standing in just your straining, stretched, poopy pampers, you waddled shakily back to bed. You felt much better now that nothing was hiding just how much you needed diapers... How much you LOVED diapers...

Grrrrrrrrgle

You scrunched up your face, legs spread. Mom was gonna be so proud

BWORRTCH

And a few months on, your friend is giddily letting loose in his new Pampers alongside you, both of your stained seats bulging and sagging lower and lower. Drool strings down your chins from behind your pacifiers, blorts drowning out the suckles.

All the while your moms smile at their handiwork.