Preggo, Camping, and Pampered

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Summary:

A commission for my good friend Delicoustfs featuring his two heavily pregnant OCs Missy and Yuki loading their diapers during a camping trip.

Missy and Yuki had plenty in common, even before they were both full-term pregnant and wearing heavy duty, extra-thick diapers on the recommendation of their doctors. The embarrassment of their shared predicament brought them even closer together, and they decided that, because they hadn't had much opportunities for fun during their pregnancy, they decided they were due one last night of fun out together before their due dates.

Missy worked at a national park, so it was quickly decided that it'd make an ideal venue. They would take a camping trip out there, relaxing and reconnecting with nature before they'd have to deal with hours of agonizing pushing in a hospital room.

Missy knew this park like the back of her hand, so she was able to lead Yuki and herself to a nice, discreet camping spot. The two of them navigated their way through the trees admirably, despite the fact that the combined bulk of their baby bumps and the thickly padded diapers underneath their pants forced both of them into an especially awkward waddle.

They packed fairly lightly, as to not overburden themselves when they were already accommodating the weight of the offspring in their tummies. Just a pair of tents to sleep in, some necessary toiletries, and a few cans of beans that would only last them through a few meals. The rest of the food they would forage for, as Missy already knew all the good spots. And a few spare diapers for each of them, of course.

"Here we are," Missy said, as the preggos arrived in a clearing. They quickly went to work setting up their tents, and then creating a fire pit between them, which they placed the unpacked cans of beans in front of them. They had brought only beans because Missy and Yuki had expressed a spontaneous, mutual pregnancy craving for them. The two must've just been that in sync. All that work had left the pair of preggos sweaty and exhausted, and in dire need of a good meal. So they lit the fire, and began roasting a can of beans over it, and then two, and then three, until their entire stock of canned beans were suspended over the open flame, to be divided evenly between the two.

As soon as they were just barely hot enough to eat, Yuki and Missy began scarfing them down, with little regard for table, er, campfire manners. Miles away from civilization, the women were free to disregard all standards of decency, as they were certain that one would not judge the other for slobbishly wolfing down their dinner. This would only become more aparent as the night went on, as each can they devoured made the bassy bubbling emanating from within their baby-bloated bellies louder and louder, until finally...

Missy was the first to succumb to the building gasses in her gut, letting out a wet, trumpeting toot that cut right through the peaceful silence of the forest, despite still being audibly muffled by the dense padding of her diaper. It didn't take very long for the smell to reach Yuki's nose.

The smell of Missy's flatulence was a very familiar one for Yuki. The two had spent enough time together during their pregnancies to realize how flatulent it could make for both of them. Yuki simply laughed it off, fanning her nose with an amused look on her face. She couldn't complain too much, as she was seconds away from ripping one of her own.

A thick, dry fart erupted from the seat of her pampers, giving Missy a good whiff of Yuki's particular brand as well.

"Jeez girl, that stinks," Missy said as she took a breath of it.

"Hey, you're one to talk," Yuki replied, grunting and then letting out a loud, brassy one. In Missy's mind, that made this a competition, and one that Missy intended to win. Unfortunately, she let her competitive spirit get the best of her, as she pushed just a bit too hard. An audible crackling filled the air, as a conspicuous bulge began to emerge in the seat of her pants, rapidly growing in size with a muddy sputtering sound.

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