Alone in this World... Abandoned

>be me, Baby Bonky
>i'm with my pal, Pickle Horse-Poop
>he's in my diaper
>...!
>but i wasn't supposed to poop!
>so that means i'm in trouble...
>they told me i shouldn't poop
>because it's going to be a while until we can clean it
>pickle horse-poop is telling me it's okay though
>he's talking me through it
>it's fun talking to my poop
>and he's nice and warm
>it's like a hug for my butt
>but as i start to smear him around
>his voice gets globby and muffled
>uh oh
>he used to be a nice self-contained package
>now he's caking my cheeks
>he can't really speak anymore
>he just bubbles and splatters
>well
>he was a good friend
>i knew him well
>i look at mommy and daddy
>driving the car
>pickle horse-poop is starting to get cold
>and because of the way i'm seated
>the smell is going right up into my muzzle
>and i'm starting to retch
>it's starting to give me a rash
>maybe i can slide my diaper off
>i start shoving it down
>but it's really complicated
>and as it goes down
>the poop is spilling out
>onto my hindlimbs
>and my hooves are getting covered
>and it's on my shirt
>i'm trying to take my shirt off
>but i'm getting lost in my shirt
>my head won't fit through
>hurts to try and get it through
>i'm stuck
>i'm twisted around inside my shirt and diaper
>and there's poop everywhere
>and i'm stuck
>pickle horse-poop has betrayed me
>he is the author of this disaster
>from this day forward...
>he is an enemy to all bonkies!