Being a furry ABDL had its advantages. People saw you in a diaper, assumed it was ok to fondle your fur around your ears, give your neck a pleasing rub that felt so good, wanted to pick you up and cuddle you.
Time alone however allowed for less sociable options. Nekki looked down at her thick bulging diaper and sighed. Perhaps the enema hadn’t been so great a plan. She could tell the diaper had leaked around her tail, and everything it covered felt sticky and awful.
Lying on her side she opened the tabs, folded the front between her rear legs and looked in horror at the mess. Her fur was completely covered, congealed and streaked in multiple shades of brown. The stench was unbearable, making her wish someone else was here to help her clean it up.
They weren’t. Nekki didn’t want to have to clean it herself but knew putting it off wouldn’t help. Resigned to her fate she bent her head down and started licking.