"Ur. What do you mean? What are you going to do to us?" Oliver asks as he starts to panic.
"Oh well, lets me see?" the mother grins, "Well, I think you get to feel just what a dirty diaper feels like, and my little girls made quite a mess. So the two of you are going to help me clean her up" she finishes with a nasty laugh. Transferring them upside down to her off-hand, pressing them into the messy little girl's legs as she grips them and lifts her but clear of the diaper, giving Emily and Oliver an excellent view of the stick mess smeared all through the diaper and over the little girl's privates, "take a good look this is going to be your ride, I'll let you out to clean up after we get home."
Emily nudges Oliver with a silly grin, "This sure sounds fun."
Oliver shrugs, smiling back, showing his mixed feeling of excitement and arousal, disappointed about the mother's plan as she continues describing her nasty plan. "I think I'll use you as a pair of wipes, well, kind of; you're a bit small, and I don't want to get my hands too messy, but I can grip you with a real wipe. Of course, you'll still get to serve as the main part of the wipe thought."
"Well, it doesn't sound like we're getting thrown out, so yeah, this should be just a bit of fun", Oliver says, giving Emily a look that promises her a thorough fucking, once the mothers are done with them.
Meanwhile, the mother reaches down with her free hand, grabs a wipe, and brings it up to meet them; moments after Oliver finishes, she grabs Emily from behind with the wipe, saying, "well ladies first, hope you enjoy having your face used to clean my little girls messy bum," her voice she finishes with a laugh "Well not really this is supposed to be a punishment" Obviously to Emily and Oliver's conversation or the fact that they're not disgusted by her plan.
As the mother pulls the giggling Emily away, Oliver waves to her, saying, "Have Fun." To which she responds by further widening her silly grin.
Emily continues to giggle as she is lower towards the messy little girl phooey bottom and face first into the middle of the but crack, the stick phooey mess coating her all over, causing her to quiver in delight as the mess wraps around her thoroughly encasing her in a mass of creamy waste as she and the wipe are dragged backwards collecting just shy of half of the sticky mess, Emily eagerly opens her mouth allowing the mess to invade her mouth revealing in the delightfully tasty flavour of fresh baby poo. The sensation completely overwhelms Emily causing her quivering body to explode with orgasmic bliss; as the thoroughly soiled wipe is folded around her before being dropped into the delightfully disgusting diaper to await its ultimate fate, her included as nothing more than diaper trash, she starts wriggling around to work herself free of the folded wipe knowing it will take a while and eager to find Oliver for further fun.
Oliver watches on in anticipation as his girlfriend is pressed face-first into the little girl's phooey bum and dragged backwards to collect a reasonable amount of the mess; he can guess how much she's enjoying what this horrid mother does clearly thinks is a really nasty and disgusting torture. Still, he knows how Emily always comes when he rubs a phooey diaper in her face, and he sure she just loving serving as a baby wipe. He is unsure of himself as much fun as being buried in the phooey mess of the little girl's diaper, and fooling around with his girlfriend excites him; he dose worry a little bit. This is more extreme than anything he has done with Emily before; after all, for him playing around with phooey diapers is more of a minor fetish that's great for spicing up their sex life, whereas he knows Emily would be happy to spend the rest of her life fooling around with him and phooey diapers.
However, his worrying is abruptly cut off as he feels a baby wipe wrapping around him from behind, and he's suddenly moving towards the little girls still messy bottom as the mother gives a nasty laugh, "Don't worry, you'll be joining you girlfriend in just a moment."
Oliver closes his eyes as he's pressed face first in the phooey bottom, and the phooey mess wraps around him, encasing him, causing him to become excited and aroused at the lovely feeling of the sticky poo coating his body; he tries to keep his mouth closed as much as he's enjoyed the taste whenever Emily's pushed him into taking a mouth full of a phooey diaper, he just finds the idea of actually eating poo a bit too gross to enjoy it. But as the sticky mess of poo presses into him, he just can't help it. His mouth opens just a little bit, and the phooey mess quickly forces its way in, filling his mouth with the disgustingly tasty flavour of the little girl's phooey mess, causing Oliver to sight as he thinks to himself, I guess I have to get over my disgust at eating baby poo, because its seem like it going to be happening a lot, at least it tastes nice even if it's gross.
Meanwhile, the mother folds the soiled wipe around him a couple of times, having removed most of the mess from her little girl's bottom. Before dropping the wipe containing him into the phooey diaper to join Emily, he starts working his way out of the wipe just like her.
Emily feels the impact of Oliver's wipe landing on top of hers and grins in delight at the knowledge she will soon be playing in the phooey mess with her boyfriend.
They're both slowly working their way free when they feel the softer impact of a third wipe before the jolt of their world shifting. A pressure pins them in place as the messy diaper is folded in half. Finally, the dirty girl lowered to rest atop it as her mother finishes cleaning her up with several more wipes.
Not long after they are pinned in place by the little girl's weight, the pressures subside. Allowing them to continue working their way out of the wipes before the world jumps around them as the mother drops the messy diaper into a diaper sack without bothering to seal it, allowing it to fall open inside the sack. Emily and Oliver continued to work their way out of the wipes until after what seemed like hours of effort. Still, it was, in fact, only minutes before they managed to free themselves, rolling out into the sticky phooey mess of the diaper. Utterly indistinguishable from the rest of the phooey mess, they manage to roll into each other; Emily eagerly embraces Oliver giving him a very phooey kiss, which he eagerly returns, resigned to having a phooey mouth for the time being. Finally, they look up to see the mother smiling down at them, "Ar. I see you got out of those wipes. Not to worry, I got more mess for you," she says. Dropping a second folded-by, unsealed messy diaper on top of them such that it opens to land messy side down, thoroughly encasing them in the phooey mess of two little girls. Then just a few minutes later, they're joined by the third little girl's phooey diaper and the diaper sack is tied shut, sealing them in with the three messy diapers before being dumped in the diaper bag for the long trip home.
"Well, are you going to fool around with me?" Emily asks Oliver the clear suggestion of sex in her voice which he responds to by thrusting his hard erection into her pussy hard and fast.