Stocking Stocks Up.

An old reward finally polished up and ready for posting, featuring Stocking fom Panty and Stocking!
Matching the vulgar style of the show was fun, hope you enjoy it too!

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“FFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUCK!!!”

SLAM!!!

“What the fucking fuck is with all these packages!?”

Panty hollered in a sweaty frustration, arms limp like noodles after carrying yet another brown box into the church. Sent to the care of...Stocking.

As Chuck begins to immediately chew on the box’s corners, Stocking continues to simply stuff her face with an almost dangerous amount of cupcakes…

“...yo...HELLOOOOOOO?”
The blonde-haired bimbo called out to her sister, who only seemed to munch and crunch even louder in response.
Every second of vigorous eating adds more and more crumbs flying into the woman’s hair, just pissing her off further and further until….

“HEY BITCH, ANSWER THE QUESTION ALREADY!!!”


“Fine fine, you don’t have to fucking yell! I was just finishing my snack, geeze…”
Stocking finally responded, standing up from her chair while sporting an OBSCENELY large belly, bringing both shock and disgust to Panty’s face.

“Jesus what’s-the-H-stand-for Christ, Stocking! Who’s the unfortunate prick who knocked you up?”

“Oh go to HELL, Panty!
I’m eating all this for a reason you know…”
The younger sister replied promptly, waddling her way to one of the boxes and crouching down with a loud UUUUUUUUURRRRRRP~!

“What, did you finally get a treadmill for your big fat snack-eating as-whaaaaaaat the fuck…”

As Panty continued to jab at the other fallen angel, Stocking simply cut one of the boxes open and pulled out something she’d have NEVER saw coming.

A pink and white package, with fluffy angel-wing designs on either end coming around to caress the words
                                                          “FluffButts!”
                             “For when your little angel makes the biggest sins~”

“About damn time, I was starting to run low on these things…”

Stocking excitedly said, already ripping into the package as Panty continue to mutter the same “What the fuck” under her breath.
Right up until Stocking slammed down a thick, pastel pink diaper onto the table, complete with white angel wings as the wings of the actual diaper.

“Sooooo soft and thick, ooo I can’t wait~♥
...the fuck’s wrong with you?”
Stocking finally paid attention to the properly shocked Panty, who totally began to flip!

“UH, THAT’S MY LINE BITCH!!!
The fuck are you buying DIAPERS for, and so goddamn many at that!!! Don’t tell me you’re ACTUALLY pregnant!”

“FUUUUUCK no, they’re for me asshole! You know how many times I gotta get up to take a shit when I’m eating snacks!?

But with these badboys, I could...I could...oooh my god, endless servings of cake and ice cream, without so much as having to move an inch towards some grimey, disgusting toilet~”
The lolita began to practically drool at the thought as Panty stared at her in sheer disbelief.
The daydream, however, was quickly brought to an end by the ominous rumble of the sweet-eating fiend.

A quick glance was exchanged between the two before all hell was about to break loose…

“...no way, no fuckin’ WAY are you about to…”

“O-Oh yeah, it’s...it’s coming...like NOW!!!”

And just like that, Panty was GONE.

Dashing straight out the front door as Stocking doubled over with a sudden desperation.
All those cupcakes had served much more of a purpose than just being another delicious snacktime...
Knowing that her diapers were well on their way, Stocking was prepping herself for a thorough product-testing!!!

GRRRLRrrRRMGh…

“I know, I know, just shut up for 5 fuckin’ seconds okay!?”
She barked back at her own gurgling gut as she shuffled her way out of her panties.
The lacy, inferior shit-holding garments were then tossed aside in favor of something fluffier…

Six straight inches of pure, plastic-backed padding were hastily tugged up between Stocking’s thighs, with the tapes being fumbled with oh-so amateurishly in a desperate attempt at covering  her own ass before she gave the church a chocolate-colored paint job.

But thankfully with just about NO time to spare…

“Fuckin’...got it!!!

Uggggghhhh, that was so much...f-fucking...work…”
Right as the final tape was affixed, the angel could hold back no longer.

Her stomach cramps brought her down to a squat on the spot, one hand gripping at the hem of her pretty dress while the other massaged her poor tummy.

She’d never gone so long holding her dumps, let alone doing so so that she could PURPOSELY shit herself like this!

Her body was in a constant battle with itself by this point, one side wanting so badly to eject everything at mach 2 speed while the other was determined to keep the dam sealed until that fat, sweet-loving ass was on porcelain.

The willfully waddling lolita was going to have to do more than just let it happen...she’d have to push!

“Okay, you actual fucking piece of shit.
You...m-mmmrgh...wanna play hard ball?
You...f-ffffuckin’...GOT IT!!!
HRRRRRRNNNNNNNNNNGH!!!”

Prrrft!

The first toot was pushed out, her anus reluctant to even let as much escape! The initial pushes were just to wear her poor asshole down enough to even get anything through. A rumbly little one here, a squeaky hiss there, and an ALMOST wetter one to signal the second stage of her dump!

FRRRRRRLRPP!!!

Now, her farts grew heavier. Bassier!
Hot and sloppy, slapping her plump cheeks around within the cushy confines of her adorable diapers.

Stocking was now bearing down even harder, pulling her torso down between her knees even so that she could physically squeeze out these fresh hot loaves.
Her asshole began flexing now, ring widening just a bit more each time.

Her body trembled and face began to go red as she grit her teeth and strained hard!

Finally, something was moving! Deep within her guts, her colon was going to work…

Inching closer and closer, until the massive payload was mere seconds away from delivery!!!

“F-FFFFFUUUUUUUUUCK!!!”

PHHHHHRRRRRRRBBBBLAAAAAUUUURPHBT!!!

And at long last, with a sputtering entrance and a teary-eyed cry of effort, Stocking began to stuff her pants the same way she’d stuffed her face.

At the clean white heart of the seat, a prominent bulge began to tent out in her diapers with a nice, sharp crackling sound.

And then it began to blossom in size; her fresh hot load meeting the inevitable resistance of her diaper and smushing itself out around her ass to make a nice warm pile.

Her huggies began to heft more and more, the pure white staining a light brown that only grew darker with time.

Her poo was now in full transit out of her system, and damn was it work!
...but holy shit was it fucking hot.

“HAH!!!

GRRRRGH...holyfuckholyfuckholyfuckingshiiiit!

I feel like I’m giving fucking birth out of my ASS!
Damn those three-layered cheesecakes, I’m gonna blow my butt out like this!!!”

She moaned out almost lustfully, panting from behind her long, straight dual-colored locks of hair.
Her flushed, desperately straining face was literally dripping with sweat as she put the work in; every push adding more and more weight to her literal dumper.
Eventually her feet grew tired from standing on their tippy-toes, and her trembling form had no choice but to collapse!
Face down, ass up, Stocking fell over to be a helpless, grunting pamper-packer still in the thick of her ick!!!

But it was in that moment, cheek-to-floor, that she began to truly lose herself to metaphorical and literal heat of the moment…

Her hands now both slid across the warm, crinkly plastic of her crotch and sunk into it’s mushy plushness in deliberate circling motions.
Huffing heavily in her sudden horniness, Stocking began to masturbate herself to a quick, furious completion in tandem with the very last loaf sliding out of her puckered asshole!

Even as Panty hopped in the car ready to peel out, she could hear the sweet sounds of her sister’s orgasm ringing through the air...

“...gross.”

When all was said and done, after minutes of post-poo bliss Stocking finally found the strength to stand up.
With wobbly legs that would rival a newborn doe’s, she took extra care not to fall over from the sheer heft of her packed pampers.
Even after the massive pounding they took, and despite how stained the angelic appearance on it was...that thing was still holding strong!

The angel couldn’t help but crack a smile at just how powerful her new underwear were…

“Looks like this was a good buy after all...fuck, I’m hungry.”
She glances about to see the refrigerator, practically glowing with the treats she had hidden within.

One step forward and Stocking was greeted with a disgusting SQQQRLTCH! of course, but it didn’t take more than one second for her to make a judgement call…

“Eh fuck it, might as well get used to the smell!”

And so, with a whole chocolate cake on her plate and another smushing around in her diapers, Stocking plopped her fat padded ass down on the couch and snacked the day away.
Shameless as could be over her dirty new habit, and assuredly going to enjoy them to even further extents soon...