Risa: The Inked Pamp

This was made in like forty minutes out of petty spite, with no real proofreading or thought besides angy, so uh, don’t expect anything good~ I got Risa’s approval though, I think, so… enjoy??? -Hannah

It was just a normal day for the Beyblader, V-Tubing, Mary Skelter hyperfixating objectkin, Risa~ She hopped on her arting software of choice, and began to work on her actual favorite series, Splatoon. Little did anyone know, but this series was peak in the gamer girl’s eyes, the women, the songs, the women, the style, did we mention the women yet~? It was literally the series Risa couldn’t get enough of, as she began to sketch out a silhouette she knew by heart, the Octoling Marina~

But then, just as her drawing was nearly complete and she was about to start the TF part of her art, a beautiful goddess came down from the heavens, her name Hannah, her brunette hair and flowing green dress shimmering with an angelic sheen~

“Oh Risa, please oh please could you draw me as your wearer in the reference of you as a diaper~?” The being of pure kindness asked her beloved friend, how she broke into her house being a mild yet irrelevant concern~

“Nah, I gots the Morgy brainrot, plus I gotta draw more epic Splatoon, sowwy Hannahs, you gotta get replaced~!” The sweaty nerd said as she sat on probably one of her infinite girlfriends and kept working on her beloved splatoon art, even as the wondrous Hannah began to weep to herself, devastated and distraught at this betrayal from one of her closest friends…

“Very well, then I suppose I have nothing left to say… Well, I should be going, but as a gift, I’ll help you with your art…~” And with a sudden petty smirk, Risa felt herself shining, glowing with energy as her body got sucked into her art, joy immediately soaring in her art as she knew she was going to be the object of none other than Marina, glory be to the blessed Hannah~!

The Octoling felt herself come to life as a big poofy pamp formed around her rear, it being hard to even walk, let alone waddle. What the fuck…?

“Wowie, I’m really on Marina’s big ol’ booty, thanksies Hannah, I feel so happy to be-?!?” After a horrified scream, panic coursed through the darker skinned idol’s mind, her ass jiggling with every move she made, yet all that motion was contained in the Risa-pamp~

“Why am I wearing a talking diaper?!? And why is it so… s-so cringe?!?” That was the only word Marina had to describe this piece of apparel, and honestly, who could blame her? Mary Skelter fans are rather cringe~

“Oh, am sorries, I’m your loyal pampy, name’s Wisa, with five w’s~ I’d be honored if you blort and prrfffttt all inside me, I can’ts believes I’m getting worn by the Off the Hook superstar herself~!” The sheer nerdiness of Risa’s energy could be felt even in the real world as a bored Hannah kept using all Risa’s polycule members, or well, all her stuff, presumably most of the Splatoon lover’s possessions are actually her partners, at least this beanbag chair is probably one~

“What about Pearlie…?” That was all Marina had to say in response to her sentient garment, she didn’t want to imagine the implications about the rest of whatever the living diaper blabbered about before~

“Nah, you’re the hot one, Pearl’s just a little girl, you got those big boobers and the dumptruck of an ass am huggin’~ You’re way better than that moody brat!” Risa exclaimed full force, not realizing that a way to a lesbian’s anger is through insulting her partner, as well as the hypocrisy of saying someone looks like a child as a Mary Skelter fan~

“Grr…! You…! Fine then, perhaps I will take you up on your offer, Wwwwwisa!!! Or should I call you ‘Messed Diaper’, cause that’s all you’re going to be in five minutes!” And with grunting and groaning, Wwwwwisa knew her punishment was about to begin, as without warning, a huge cloud of gas cartoonishly began to swell up, making Marina’s underwear inflate like a balloon before deflating slowly from the sides with a slow ppbbbrrttt~!!!

Yet that was only the opening act as the Octoling’s pussy began gushing out a thin yet potent stream of ink, it was like a fountain pen got squirted out hard, yet it just kept going, staining the diaper’s insides and front a vibrant pink~

“Urk, you had enough yet, stupid slutty shitholder…?” The news host says with a blush and a pant, clearly embarrassed and hesitant to continue~

“Nuh uh, more, I needs mores, gimme your poopsies!” The whiny little bitch of a Splatoon megafan begged her favorite girl, needing that last little torment of despair~

“F-Fine, if you insist, I hope you like my Splat Bombs!!!” And then, it all hit, the groaning hit its climax as heavy gooey green glops fell down onto the back of Risa’s face print, their density and stench being a lot worse than expected, her body won’t hold all this, and it just keeps coming, she’s going to-?!?

And a huge ripping sound came out with a pile of neon green shit hitting the white void this picture was set in, Risa feeling herself fade as ‘Don’t get cooked, stay off the hook!’ echoed in her ears as she-!

“AHH!!!” The fatigued artist felt her entire body jolt awake, her drawing software actually showing a picture of Death End Re;Quest: Code Z TF, a nightmare…? No, it couldn’t be, she acted nothing like herself, this was a-? Just then, the presence of a sticky note attached to her forehead made itself known, the barely legible scrawl being reminiscent of handwriting she once saw used by…

“Hannah…!” Yet read the note the exhausted polycule enjoyer had to, she needed some sort of closure, plus it wasn’t a very long blurb, just…

“I decided to curse you with a custom nightmare spell, that’s for only including Morgy in the official art~ Next time, maybe don’t~? P.S. I put Tiktok funny skibidi rizz in the spell, I have no idea what it will do, but it sounded hilarious~” So that’s why you were acting completely different… Still, that dumbass Hannah, she really couldn’t accept being edited out of the art?!?

No, no she couldn’t~ And let that be somewhat of a lesson to you, Risa, I’m a petty bitch too~ And I hope Nintendo charges $100 for the next Splatoon game so you can’t buy it~ Love you though, my pamp for a few months friend, mwah~