Puen lays lazily on his couch, his back nussled into the corner with a green blanket settled over his lap, the rim of a white diaper peeking over the top.
He holds a controller in his hand, bright lights flash upon the screen as he fights off waves of enemies in his game

"There's a warlock over there!" Says Beagh, accross the headset.
"I know, I'm tryna get to him" Puen speaks into his microphone.

Suddenly, the Fox boy feels a sharb spike in his belly, he bares his teeth at the sensation as a loud growl grumbles from within, followed by a fiery ache; Puen apethetically lifts his leg as his cheeks spread, a bellowing wet fart rips.
Baegh lets a deep laugh "Oh wow, I heard that over your mic!" and Puen returns a giggle "If only you oculd be here to smell it!"

But the burning sensation has not left, and a heavier pressure begins to build up in his gut, his face turns to one of discomfort
"I kinda need to poop" he says to Baegh.
"I'm the Admin, I can disable AI while you go" the sheep speaks in kind.
"No, we need to beat our time score, just keep playing"

The two boys continue their game, the battle rages on both within the console and within his belly.
Puen lifts his tail as a brown turd turtleheads beneath it, he tries to hold back, but fails... A wave of liquid shit pours into his diaper with a loud squirt, the undergarmant crinkles as it continues to fill with mushy mess, Puen grunts as his body pushes out the stinky mass.
Puen places his weight down on the rank poop, it squishes between his cheeks like dough.

"It's not a problem anymore" he says to his friend with a content sigh.
"And I can smell it from here" his mother says from the kitchen.