Jeff didn’t know how it had happened, but he recognised that soft, squishy sensation all too well. Perhaps one of the daycare’s cubs had slipped something into his drink, or he’d eaten something at snacktime, but somehow he’d consumed another putty-potion! The same thing had happened last week, when he was busy teasing a pair of cubs for their potty-training failures. Just like then, Jeff was now an orange, gooey mass on the floor, completely helpless as giggling, screaming cubs ran around the daycare, oblivious to the bully’s vanishing. He couldn’t move, but he could still feel, see and smell everything going on around him. He hoped that this time one of the daycare workers would find him and reverse the effects, saving him from the same fate he had befallen last time. Unfortunately, he’d have no such luck. Instead, he noticed two cubs curiously approaching him, two cubs he knew very well.
Jac and Jay were twins, both identical in every way. They were both cubby, brown-and-black furred, and both were incredibly gassy, just like most of the cubs in the daycare. Even as he lay motionless on the floor, Jeff was able to smell the constant stench of boy-fart that always filled the air. There wasn’t a moment where atleast one cub wasn’t farting, puffing their seats up and giggling at the noises they could make. Jac and Jay were no exception, and were easily two of the gassiest butts there. Jay was first to approach, his diaper crinkling softly as he waddled over and squatted down, chubby thighs wobbling as he did so. He curiously poked the Jeffy-putty, finger sinking into it and making a subtle squelch noise.
“Woah! Cool! It’s like.. Alien goo!” the bear snickered, pressing his hand into it and squeezing. Jac came closer, sitting down next to his brother and joining in. He pinched a section of putty between two fingers and pulled on it, watching as the solid orange ooze stretched out.
Jeff could feel the cub’s grubby fingers go all over him, stretching and contorting his body. It felt weird, especially when Jac happened to grab what was his eye and pull on it. His attention was drawn elsewhere when a sudden gurgle rumbled out from Jay’s stomach. Without much care, the boy happily grunted and forced out a bassy, powerful fart. His shorts fluttered as the diaper underneath puffed up like a balloon, the gas trapped inside for the moment. He giggled and wiggled his chubby backside, feeling the warmth of his poot. Jay had no shame in his gas, happy to make boisterous noises with his tush whenever. Jac was much more bashful, always shy about anyone hearing or smelling his rancid toots. His gas always reeked, and thus he got teased quite a lot for it, hence his embarrassment. He was also lactose intolerant, to the point where ingesting milk would make his farts so bad that even Jay had to pinch his nose. Still, he found his brother’s flatulence funny and poked at the inflated seat of his shorts, grinning as all the gas suddenly rushed out. Jeff, if he still could, would’ve flared his nostrils as he caught a whiff. Jay’s farts absolutely stunk of beans that day, much to the putty-fox’s displeasure.
Jay suddenly had an excellent idea, turning around and lowering his shorts. Jeff looked up in horror as, much like last week, a chubby, diapered cub-butt was hovering directly above his squishy face! He had no idea why this always happened to him, but he was powerless to stop it. Jay sighed as he took a seat, grinding his diapered backside into the malleable clump of orange gloop, rump sinking into it like a cushion.
“Hey Jac! Watch this..” he grinned, letting out a grunt and clenching his bowels. The result was a fog-horn fart being squeezed out of his body, forcing his diaper to flutter in the stale, beany breeze and puff up against Jeff’s face. He groaned in his head as he was assaulted with the smell, and worse yet, his entire body rumbled, as if to amplify the cub’s atrocious flatulence. Several other boys heard it and looked over, snickering as they encouraged Jay to rip more rambunctious farts!
Not wanting to disappoint his audience, he lifted his backside up, pulled down his fart-stained diaper, and let loose his chubby, thick buttcheeks, each one bigger than Jeff’s putty-body alone. The bear’s pudgy butt promptly descended, smothering the entire mass of putty and settling into place. Worryingly, his bum was still warm, the crevice of his two cheeks perpetually reeking of farts too. That beany, noxious scent was freshened as he grunted and eased out a loud, flapping ‘Brrrrrrrrrmmmmppppppttttt!’ that had bubbles popping throughout Jeffy’s body. He wanted to gag as that beany, bear-fart stench was now strapped INSIDE him, his body rippling and wobbling as he was slowly filled with boy-flatus. The noise he made was also humiliating, sounding much like Jay had just let rip a nasty one in the bath-tub. Somehow, some form of luck seemed to be on Jeffy’s side as the bell for dinner-time suddenly rang out in the daycare, all the cubs dropping their toys as they happily waddled off to go eat.
Jay and Jac whined, both of them having too much fun to want to go and eat. But they knew if they didn’t, the staff would likely come along and confiscate their newfound toy. Jeff would’ve loved this to happen, but unfortunately, Jay had a smart idea. As he stood up, he noticed the putty had become stuck to his butt, moulded around his fat, chubby asscheeks and some of it had even oozed inside his crack! He shot Jac a grin as he pulled his diaper up and smushed the fox-putty all around. Jeff whined to himself, utterly horrified that once again, he was trapped within a gassy-cub’s diaper.
“Hehe! Perfect!” Jay announced, punctuating his point with a long, drawn out fart that sputtered like an engine and reeked of egg. Much to his amusement, and Jeff’s disgust, the fart-stained seat of his diaper rumbled and bubbled, but the noise was seemingly muted. No smell escaped his pampers either, with Jac took note of.
Lunchtime was fairly uneventful, at least by usual standards. It wasn’t strange for all the gathered boys to have raunchy fart contests as they ate, seeing who could rip the loudest, longest poot, much to the daycare staff’s disgust. Jay joined in, all the boys amazed as his farts were somehow silenced by his diaper. After they’d all finished eating, he’d even stood up, pulled down his shorts and shown everyone his diaper-seat, which was incredibly inflated, looking like he had a soccer-ball stuffed inside! One firm smack to his butt had his chubby cheeks wobbling in Jeff’s face and all the beany, obnoxious gas suddenly gushing out the sides of his diaper. The sudden atrocious smell had all the cubs pinching their noses and running off, taken aback by the bombardment of stench. Jay and Jac both howled with laughter as the boy sat back down, once again smothering Jeff’s face with his butt. Thousands of fetid, stinky fart-bubbles still filled his putty-body, and a constant warmth caused by farts emanated from him. The boys’ laughter was suddenly interrupted though, as a sudden gurgle sounded out from Jac’s stomach..
The chubby bear hunched forward and clutched it, whimpering as a sudden burst of discomfort shot from his gut.
“Owww.. It hurtsss…” he whined.
“Oh no! What’s wrong bro?”
“I dunno..” Jac replied, stomach letting off a wet-sounding groan. His eyes went wide as, without warning, a wet, splattering fart shout out from his rump and shook the chair he was sitting on. His diaper did nothing to hold the stench in - a hot, rotten stench suddenly filling the air, being so potent that even Jay’s super-farts smelt like roses in comparison. The bear pinched his nose but looked at his brother in concern.
“Uh oh.. I think you had lotsa’ milk bro. Mac n’ cheese too!” the bear exclaimed, only now noticing what Jac had eaten. Both brothers had been so engrossed by all the farting antics, that they hadn’t noticed Jac guzzling down a glass of milk, or having two portions of the daycare’s macaroni and cheese lunchtime meal. Both things spelled utter disaster for the chubby bear’s bowels.
“Nooo.. But everyone’s gonna hear and smell them!” he whined, “they’ll make fun of my smelly bum!”
“Don’t worry, Jac.. I got’s an idea!” Jay suddenly chirped, standing up as he had a eureka moment. He turned around, dropped his shorts, pulled down his diaper and stuck his putty-pants in Jac’s face. He noticed that the orange putty looked slightly different, mostly because of all the tiny little bubbles that filled it, each one full of bear-fart. A few large bubbles could be seen inside too, making his seat look all inflated. Surprisingly, no foul smell met Jac’s nose, not even as his brother grunted and farted right in his face! Jay giggled as his putty-diaper expanded a little, a large bubble forming in the back of it. Jeff, face still wedged between the chubby bear’s buttocks, was treated to a fart that absolutely reeked of the chilli the daycare had served yesterday. A poor decision on their part, given that during naptime all the cubs were farting so much that none of them could sleep!
“Ooh! I dun’ smell anything!” Jac squeaked, curiously poking at the new bubble in Jay’s seat and watching it wobble.
“Uh huh! It’s cool.”
“Bro.. Can I use the putty as undies until we get home please? I think it’ll help with my smelly bumbum..” “
Sure! That’s a good idea bro!” Jay said, suddenly peeling the putty off his his rump. Jeff was relieved, his face greeted with some fresh-air and freedom from the depth’s of the bear’s chubby, musky buttcrack. He still maintained the same shape though, looking exactly like a pair of bright orange undies. Fortunately for Jac, because they were twins he had the exact same body shape as his brother! Jeff wasn’t so fortunate through this fact, because it didn’t take much effort at all for the unbelievably flatulent bear-cub to pull him up over his pudgy thighs and securely squeeze his fat, gassy bum into the putty-fox!
The moment the putty was securely wrapped around his waist, Jac let out a sigh of relief and relaxed. A wet, foul fart sputtered out of his bum, completely silent to Jay, but all Jeff could hear was a rancid, thunderous ‘FRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPTTTTT!’ accompanied by the raw stench of spoilt milk. No such smell met the bear cubs’ noses though, all of it trapped inside Jac’s new putty-undies. He smiled happily at the success of his idea, grunting as another wet, rotten fart had bubbles rumbling throughout the fox’s putty-body. The smell was so disgusting and rancid that Jeff was sent into a daze, completely shocked and horrified by the odours bombarding his sensitive nostrils! If he were still a fox, he would’ve likely taken one whiff and passed out! Unfortunately, as putty, the only thing he could do was absorb the boy’s rotten farts and hope he’d be given mercy soon.
Hours seemed to drag by, along with hundreds of abhorrent, nose-burning milk-farts. Towards the end of the day, not a single fart was less than five seconds long, and all of them effortlessly sputtered out of the boy’s bum and shook his fat, plump butt. Jac was making no effort to hold in his gas, happily letting it flow freely out of him as he fart-factory of a stomach produced more. Despite wearing shorts to hide it, the size of the bubbles made it obvious that Jac was wearing the fox-putty. To fix that, every hour he’d sneak off into the bathroom and discreetly deflate Jeff a little, giving the fox some relief, but not much. Jac’s farts had been so bad that the daycare actually closed the toilets off, believing there to be a sewage leak! No-one would believe that it had been Jac’s chubby bum to cause such a revolting smell… Only Jeff would, but even still he was slightly shocked at just how bad the boy’s bum smelt. One particular fart haunted him throughout the day - a minute long, sputtering rumbler that made a bubble so big, the fox-putty nearly popped! It also reeked of milk left out in the sun for months, and had shook Jeff’s face with an ear-numbing ‘BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRMMMMPPPPPFFFFTT!’
Eventually, hometime came around, signified by the loud bell that rung out. Jeff heard it and had a brief shimmer of hope - perhaps the boys would return him to the toy-chest. It didn’t sound nice, being left alone overnight in there, but anything was better than being strapped to Jac’s constantly farting bum! Unfortunately, the flatulent brothers had other ideas. They grabbed their things and made their way to the car. Jay was the first to get picked up, a tall, motherly bear smiling as she scooped her son up and plopped him into the car-seat. She bucked him in before moving onto Jac. As his mother’s paws hooked underneath his arms and hoisted him up, the sudden shift in gravity forced a sudden surge of gas to bubble down towards his natural exist. He groaned and squirmed around in the car-seat as he was buckled in, the belt adding more pressure to his gurgling, bloated tummy.
As the boys were driven home, Jac couldn’t stop squirming, clutching his belly as he let out hundreds wet farts. They were so bubbly and constant that even the putty couldn’t contain the noise, the poor bear blushing brightly as a wet, sputtery noise filled the car. Luckily for everyone’s noses, the smell was contained, but the urgency of Jac’s situation was obvious.
“Nnngg.. I gotta go number two…” he whined, leaning forwards and pushing out a fifteen second, popping fart that everyone in the car heard. His putty-undies sputtered like a hot-tub, rippling with bear farts as the gaseous assault continued.
“We’re nearly there bro, just gotta’ hold it for a little longer!” Jay reassured. His brother nodded and clutched his stomach, letting out a few moans as more wet, splattery farts had his chubby bum wobbling and his diaper bubbling. The noise was like someone mixing a bucket of thick paste, only slightly muffled thanks to the car seat.
Eventually, after what Jac thought to be at least seven hundred wet, airy farts, the boys arrived at their house. Jeff, meanwhile, was in utter hell. So many farts had bubbled out against his face that the smell constantly lingered in his nose. All he knew was boy-fart. He couldn’t remember a time where there wasn’t a fat, gassy bear bum smushing his face against a car-seat. His body was also warm all the way through, even the front full of hundreds of tiny little poot-bubbles. The boys’ mother unbuckled them from the car-seats and let them wander off into the house. Despite the putty’s mostly successful results, the motherly bear couldn’t help but gag as she caught a whiff of Jac’s car-seat, the fabric completely stained with rancid boy-farts. She made a note to wash it later, and swiftly locked the car.
When she entered the house, Jac and Jay were nowhere to be seen. She assumed they’d simply rushed off to play, and got to doing housework. Meanwhile, upstairs, Jac was squirming on the spot, dancing from leg to leg as his tummy gurgled loudly.
“Gotta poo.. Gotta poo.. Gotta poo..” he huffed, gritted his teeth as his gut rumbled. “I badly gotta do a number two, Jay! You can play with ‘dis..” he suddenly squeaked, deciding the urge was too great. He peeled the putty away from his bum, unleashing the hellish stench that was trapped inside.
“Uh, okie bro!” Jay squeaked, face turning a little green as he caught a whiff of his brother’s rotten lactose farts. The moment his chubby bum was free from the putty, Jac grabbed it tightly and started waddling off to the toilet, letting out wet, squishy farts as he went. His stomach also roared like a storm, begging for release. He eventually made it to the toilet, but not without letting out small, disgusting farts and making the hallway reek of old milk and rotten cheese. Clutching his butt had certainly helped though, even if his fingers had sunk into the chubby surface of his buns and ended up reeking like gas.
As his squirming brother undoubtedly destroyed the toilet, Jay was left with the putty. The orange mass was oozing on the floor, slowly spreading out as all the fart-bubbles that had been trapped inside it slowly popped. Even with all the poots escaping him, Jeff’s situation didn’t get any better. The fox had been to bear-fart hell and back, but even now that he was free of bum, the smells and memories still lingered. Even with what the bully had been through, he wasn’t out of the woods yet. Jay decided to keep himself entertained, and swiftly picked up the stinky putty and stuffed it down the back of his diaper once again. His thick, crinkly nappy contained the smell of his brother’s lingering farts somewhat, which was an added benefit, but he was mostly interested in blowing big fart bubbles. He sat his fat bum down, grinding it into the floor and smearing the goop all over his bum again. Jeff’s nose, as it always did, slipped into the bear’s buttcrack, moulding to its shape like memory foam. He was greeted with the boy’s plump, fleshy tailhole, twitching as it held back many more farts for the fox to sniff.
Jay’s butt yawned wide open as it let loose a powerful, gushing flow of gas that reeked of rotten beef. His diaper let out a ‘BWOMPF!’ noise as it suddenly puffed up in the seat, the putty once again inflating as Jay’s bottom blew a fart-bubble into it. The bear’s gas mixed with the lingering stench of his brother’s, forming a disgusting cocktail of fumes that smelt like someone had marinaded rotten beef in old milk and then cooked it in the sun. There was also the added stench of cub poop, which grew more and more evident as the farts went on;
‘Frrrpppppttt.’ ‘Brrlllllpppt.’ ‘Brrmmmmpppffft!’
Along with his sputtering, chubby booty, Jay also assaulted Jeff with a constant fit of giggles, finding great amusement in the fox-putty’s suffering. Of course, he had no idea that the goo was sentient, he just thought he was having some innocent fun farting on a new toy.
Unfortunately, said fun was suddenly interrupted as what started off as a bassy, trumpet-like fart suddenly turned very wet. A squishy, splattering noise sounded off in the seat of the cub’s pants, followed by a warm, sticky feeling. Even though he had been successfully potty trained, once he started, there was no stopping. His body instinctively had him squatting down and his stubby little tail raising up. The tubby boy let off a hefty grunt as his bowels clenched, tailhole distending as it parted around the girth of a large, brown log. It crackled out into the seat of Jeff, smushing against his face like a squirt of chunky paint. The smell easily topped all of Jac’s farts combined, it being enough to have his mind spinning. But Jay didn’t stop there, letting off another grunt as the head of another brown poop-snake emerged, squeezing out into the fart-filled seat of his pants. His diaper bulged out, all that squishy poop forming a sizeable lump and smoothing out all the wrinkles in the crinkly garment.
The back of his diaper rounded out, a large bulge now causing it to droop down. He finished his load by seasoning it with a wet, obnoxious fart that sprayed Jeff’s body with little brown chunks: ‘FrrrppppppttttttBLBLLBLBLBLBLBLBBBTTT!’
“Aaaahh…” the chubby boy sighed with relief, bowels rewarding him with a sense of pleasure. He curiously groped his bloated, saggy seat, giggling some as all the poop inside squished around, smearing all over Jeff’s face. As he finished pooping, Jac suddenly re-entered the room, also clearly relieved, happily patting his tummy as he let out a much drier, but very airy ‘frrrppppt’ of a fart. He took one sniff at the air and giggled.
“Bro… Did you go poopy?”
“Yep..” the chubby bear grinned in response, suddenly smacking his mushy butt down onto the carpet and wiggling around, plastering Jeff with a thick layer of poop.
There really was no respite for the poor fox.