WKS: 4 car ride

Weekly kink sketch: 3 “Car Ride”

Thank you so much for your patience this week! Halloween and a trip to lousiana, AND my partners birthday made me a busy little bear this week!

Once I touch down in Oregon again on the 3rd I plan on releasing those polls before the week is done! Look out for em! 

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written by Tain the Tiger, Check out his work at @ADTigTain on Twitter

“You both having fun back there?” the caretaker called from the front seat. Having been babysitting the two littles in the back of her car. The large cow adjusted her rear view mirror. Looking at the two in her back seats. There was a big bear sitting in his booster seat. Relaxing with a goofy smile on his face; being securely strapped into his big oversized baby seat allowed the beart to sick back and suckle at the rubber teet of his baby bottle- of course this was also bear sized. His legs flail idly where they watched the other cars drive by, feeling sure bliss as he had been so previously doted on by her and so the drive back home to his papas was a cherry on the top, not to mention the night sky contrasting the passing streetlights. Almost hypnotic to the baby's mind where he was just happy to feel like a big comfy baby. In addition to this bear just happily drinking down his evening bottle; to his right was a less than relaxed tiger, hair flowing down his shoulders and stripes down his body in symmetry like patterns from limb to limb. His tail curled and stiffening at random intervals. His face had a look of embarrassment & anxiety. The look catches the look of the bovine in the driver's seat, leaning over with her eyes still on the road she calls back to the little in his almost identical car seat- sized for someone in their early 20s not single digits- “Awww c’mon hun, what's got you looking like a cherry now?” She speaks, stern but also with a silky undertone that could melt the coldest of ice. Looking up at the rear view mirror, this sweet tender cow making eye contact through it,
“W-well I just...did you have to get me in the car a-and forget pants?” the tiger says with stutters and as if he was trying to not draw attention in a busy hall, his voice hushed almost. The cow merely giggles at his flustered state, watching the feline tug at his shirt, trying to pull it over his thick nappies, poofing out more than he would care right now, in fear a passing car could see his current bottoms.
“Well now dear, you know I would have gotten your jammies properly now. Yet Manor had to make a big stinky for me; Poopies take priorities over getting dressed remember hun? Yet you look so darn precious as is kitten.”~

Tain slumped into his seat after the cow teased him, his cheeks now a deep glowing crimson, his freckles lost in the sea of burning reds on his maw. He knew she was in a rush to get the two in the car, he did offer to put his own pajama’s on but she reminded the tiger the rule: no big boy tasks allowed. He wasn't a rule breaker now; especially for his caretakers & babysitters so having been right next to manor as he was pushing and grunts while the cow was getting his cute but tight fitting onesie; seemingly merry to make a big smelly “accident” in front of everyone. His face clearly in a mischievous smile and tongue flopping out as the strong scent of his diaper was spreading around, it took a large amount of wipes & time to get his hefty filled diaper and bum cleaned up however in doing so it was a heavy overlap in her schedule for the long road trip across the town. It had already been 45 minutes on this car journey yet looking at the GPS system teasing the tiger he saw there was still at least an hour left on this drive; however with the fact he was beginning to feel a deep grumbling pressure within his stomach. Sure he had felt it here n there during his time staying at his babysitters home for a weekend with her & Manor the feeling was signalling red flags in his head; causing sweat to run down his brow, feeling his bum clench on instinct even if it was not that strong an urge right now.
“H-hey...is there a rest stop. I-I need to go.” Tain uttered, once again he heard a giggle, not just from the busty moo in the front now but even the droopy eyed baby bear was giggling;
“Now, now Tain. you and manor both know if ya gotta go, just go. Afterall you have been quite a soggy little mister this weekend”. He sank more into his seat. Hand rubbing his stomach with a worried look, while he had had many diaper changes over the last day or two because of his bladder, even giving her a little show of his water works mid change by accident- but this was different; he really needed to poop.

Having been holding it back the entire time he had been relaxing and enjoying his time with the cow n bear. His bodily routine however he felt too embarrassed to actually make a stink; well not in front of manor, he had done this plenty of times, but the babysitter who was flustered about seeing and talking to...no way he could do such a thing in her presence. Time seemed to slog by, ten minutes….twenty minutes, watching the arrow follow that red line to the destination, just watching the arrow turn and see the time decrease in time made the feeling in Tain excited and more so yearning while at the same time would cause his insides to feel even more bloated, desperate and getting to its breaking point. His paws began to shift and fidget more & more as the hour left dwindled down; ending up at a mere ten minutes left on this journey, the home run stretch. Tain began to watch eagerly, biting down on his lip, holding his tummy while making small whimpers under his breath, his diapered bum crinkling and rustling non stop as the movement in his seat with his constant clenching and relaxing being the only way his constipated self could hold on just a little longer. Just knowing how bad his need to go was getting was no help with all the meals, snacks and all the drinks their babysitter was giving them. While manor and their caretaker for the weekend had been a larger species the portions they were eating & drinking where not an issue however Tain was not used to such large amounts of food and the quantity of liquids which were going through his system; meaning that he was sitting on a real ticking stink bomb. Seeing the turn off towards the brightly lit motorway leading to their house Tains eyes lit up but then he saw the indicator lights blink, the faint clicking causing his ears to perk until he realised they were not heading up to the final stretch of the motorway; a small yet audible fart left him alongside a squeak that caught the attention of their big busty caretaker who was turning off onto a backroad. One captured by the darkness and shrouded by trees & shrubbery.
“It's ok bubs. Not long now; its a shortcut as you know the amount of traffic on that motorway will just take forever; and we got places to be!”~ looking back to see Tain nod nervously, huddled in his seat while Manor was half awake now, the drive having lulled him into a state of sleepiness & comfort, drool dribbling down his thumb and onto his onesie. This one final stretch of road leading to an imminent disaster for the poor tiger.

The now country like roads being lit only by the cows headlights, the night engulfing the landscape, mesmerizing for many such as the curled up bear, suckling his thumb and dozing off but for those who may be sitting with a large pressure building the scenery was just a sea of mist n black, no indication to where the final (and desperately needed) stop was, leaving it to the roads & his bowels that were groaning with a boiling rage. Farts now begin to slip out frequently. Getting louder and more of a warning for what was about to happen in this car if they dont pull up outside their house promptly. Feeling his control other the situation straining he was already struggling on focus that now the bumps and rocky terrain on the dirt and rubble covered back roads caused him to bounce and rock in his car seat; feeling his insides bubble and lose the last few defences and now he had no other choice, it was too much...he had to let go & now! With a little white the tiger scrunched his face. Feeling himself lean back in order to bare down and push. Almost immediately the nappy he was wearing expanded with the full mass of his own muck, having to  push, grunting to get his weekend worth of diaper changes out of him. Having to feel it fill out his pants, lumpy and building quite a heavy aroma around the car. Hearing the caretaker sniffing he felt he was caught but then they were pulling up somewhere and she turned around and looked at the sleeping manor with her nose pinched rather cheekily. “phew ! did my little bear mak-oh gosh. Now what do we see here. Tain, did you make a stinky? For me?! Well we did just park up buuuut i'm sure ya ol’ man won't mind letting me change ya smelly bumbum” she coo’d with a soft yet loving tone. Tain merely whimpered as the last of his mush came out and bloated his nappy even more with a loud blaring toot, making the cow giggle. Getting out to get him in for a rather big diaper duty on his big friends hands.