It was a usual boring Monday afternoon, in the midst of the usual boring lecture of in an elementary school class. The teacher, a rather stuffy looking older doe droned on from the front of the class about long division, or history, or something. Relatively few of the inattentive cubs could have recalled a single sentence she had just said seconds ago. Yet, when she turned around and asked, “Any questions?”, only one student begrudgingly raised his paw. “Yes Dominic?”
“Can I go to the bathroom?” Asked resident grey wolf and owner of said paw.
“May, I.”
He could barely mask the annoyance in his tone. “May I go to the bathroom?”
“In a few minutes, I’m almost finished with this lesson.”
Dominic sunk back in his chair, gripping the sides of his desk. School was already torture enough for him, the humdrum classes, the losers who surrounded him, all of it made him nauseous. However, right now was more unbearable than usual, considering the bursting state of his bladder. He didn’t get to use the bathroom before leaving his house this morning, his diligent parents, insuring he got to class on time rushed him through his usual morning routine after he woke up late, and now he was paying the price.
“Any other questions?” His teacher asked. Dominic’s knees shook under his desk, his teeth grit trying his best not to make his needs too obvious. What kind of wuss results to the pee-pee dance just to wait a few minutes? Certainly not a strong, fierce wolf like Dominic. The silence in the room gave him confidence, this lesson would be over in no ti-
“Yes Danny?” Dominic’s yellow eyes darted across the room to a chubby brown fox-bunny boy with his paw in the air. 
“If you divide a fraction by a fraction, why do the numbers get bigger instead of smaller?” What? They were talking about fractions? The innocent curiosity in Danny’s voice about such a stupid topic irked Dominic, who cares! They were so close to being done!
“Excellent question!” Oh no, it’s never a good thing when a teacher gets excited! She turned back to the chalkboard and went on a tangent about long division, or history, or something, Dominic was too concerned about keeping his pants dry. He subtly slipped a paw to his crotch, that pressure was building fast.
“Do you understand now Danny?” Their teacher asked. Dominic eyes nearly burnt a hole through the back of the box’s head, impatiently waiting on a response in the affirmative. 
Danny, with an inquisitive finger to his chin briefly hummed in ponderance. “Hmmm…I think so…” Great! “But what happens if you multiply them?” Dangit! 
“Another great question Danny!” A silent groan passed through Dominic’s teeth. His thighs grinded against each other under his desk, trapping his paw tightly against his privates. He shook trying not to wince under the pain.
“Hey…” A small voice whispered. It was a chipmunk to his right. “Are you ok?” He asked.
“Shut up Buttface!” Dominic rasped back, too stilted and too embarrassed to turn his head. As their teacher went on, he felt himself leaning more and more forward the against the pressure, his overfilling bladder seemed to have its own gravitational pull.
“Ooooohhh…I get it!” Danny chirped after their teacher ended her spiel. 
“So, anymore questions before we move on?” Danny pondered once more, before shaking his head satisfied. Dominic shook with both desperation and the urge to give that nerd the biggest wedgie. But he was oh, so, grateful that their teacher could finish this freakin’ lesson already. 
“Oh wait!” Danny shot his paw in the air once more. Dominic face planted into his desk to keep from screaming. “What happens if you divide a whole number by a fraction?” He asked with a tilted head. 
“Wow, you’re really on a roll today!” Dominic peeled his face from off his desk as yet another long-winded explanation started off. He crossed his legs in his seat and held himself with both paws. The leg on top of the other kicked out impatiently, which combined with his angry flustered expression, made his crisis much more apparent. 
Stupid grass muncher! Are asking questions the only thing they’re good at?! All the cool cubs like him were too busy kicking butts and eating cheeseburgers to care about math. Dominic shuddered and tensed, feeling a wave of desperation. In his peripheral vision, he could see that chipmunk was looking at him sideways. A tinge of red grew on his cheeks, Danny won’t be the only one who’s gonna get a beating after this. 
His train of thought was shattered by the sound of the bell ringing. The distraction made him flinch, a dot of urine hit his underwear. “Oh!” Their teacher piped out of surprise. “Lunch time already? We’ll just have to finish the lesson afterwards. Outstanding questions, let’s keep it up!”
Dominic would shutter at the thought of dragging out the lesson if only he wasn’t finally free. He tried to get up quickly with the rest of the class, but found himself doubling over on his desk, one paw keeping a tight grip on the crotch of his uniform shorts. 
“You alright dude?” A cougar classmate asked.
“St-stop looking me!” Dominic snarled, red faced, while leaning off his desk. He tried to avoid eye contact while waiting for the pain to subside. He took a deep breath and attempted a few gradual limping steps towards the door, his need so painfully obvious to those awkwardly passing around him. Perhaps he was no longer the fierce, strong, poker-faced wolf he thought in his head, but his pants were still dry, and if he wanted to keep them that way, he’ll have to sacrifice his dignity. He swallowed his pride and started a mad dash out of the door, openly grabbing himself and running with an extra sway in his hips.  
In the hallway onlookers gave the strange galloping wolf a brief glance before he shoved them aside. It was almost fun, sliding past one cub, nudging past the other, it was so easy to clear his path of wimps. 
The tight balloon of liquids in his midsection didn’t exactly appreciate being thrashed around throughout his short journey. By the time the boy’s bathroom door came into view, Dominic was running hunched over. It felt like he was about to burst, he was almost drooling at the thought of his relief. 
He placed one paw out in front of him, all too ready to push open the door, bust open his pants, and finally let loose. But before he could reach his salvation, a someone stepped into his path. He bounced off the rather large figure and found himself tumbling to the hard floor.
“Ow! Hey!” He shouted instinctively as he leaned up rubbing his arm. 
“Sorry!” As Dominic’s vision cleared, he could see standing over him with a concerned face was Danny, the insatiable inquisitor. “Are you ok?” He asked, leaning down with an outstretched paw.
Dominic felt a blaze of anger flash through him. That fat nerd was the reason he had to wait so long, and now he had the gall to not only knock him down, but to continue standing in his sight. He growled through his clenched teeth. Danny’s outstretched paw was now shaking out of fear, not exactly the grateful acceptance he anticipated. “D-Dominic?”
A crowd started to gather, excited voices filling the air. The growing audience gave Dominic confidence. In Dominic’s head, he had the perfect plan of springing back up and grabbing the box-boy by his thick neck, just like his lupine ancestors would have in a time less friendly to herb-nerds. But he had forgotten the reason why he was running so haphazardly in the first place. “Ah!” The instant he tried to get back on his two feet, his bladder finally reached its limit. A sharp onslaught of pain in his nethers made him crumble back to the floor. Their viewing party gasped, he was down before the box boy even lifted a finger! 
He sent a paw to crotch as he shook hunched over on his knees. But just as fast as the pain came, it had disappeared. Suddenly, his paw fingers started feeling…warm. “No, no…” He whispered to himself. He shook harder trying to fight the zen that was now washing over his body. Alas, it was in vain. The warmth turned to a hot wetness as the urine soaked its way through his briefs, pooling around his genitals, through the front of his uniform shorts, and out between his fingers. He froze in that position, unable to accept what was happening right now.
“Dominic?”
“Hey what happened?”
“Did he just lose a fight to a bunny?!”
“Danny used the force on him!”
Tears started to sting Dominic’s eyes. He could feel the hot liquid starting to stream down his thighs and onto the floor he still faced. It didn’t take too long for the puddle in front of him to grow noticeable. Gasps and expressions of shock grew around him.
“Wait, is that…!?”
“Ewwww, he peed his pants!”
“What a baby!”
“That bunny really messed him up!”
	“Um…s-sorry.” Danny said meekly, stepping back to avoid the growing puddle. Dominic didn’t hear his second apology, drowned out by the laughter and excited chatter. Tears freely fell from his cheeks into his own yellow ocean as his urine stream gradually started to slow. “I’ll go get the nurse…” Danny mumbled. As he started to back his way out, his giddy schoolmates started a chant. “Danny! Danny! Danny!” Cheering the name of the supposed victor.
	Shortly after, Dominic’s bladder was finally empty, leaving him dripping in his own wet mess. He started shaking again, this time failing to hold back sobs. He didn’t really know what to do, he didn’t dare face up and risk meeting eyes with his onlookers. Some of them were his friends, watching on with humiliating pity, some of them were wimps he often chided so easily, now laughing at the former big bad wolf. 
	He flinched at tap on his shoulder, but kept his eyes locked on the now wet floor. He wasn’t gonna let some heckler see him as a cry baby. “Dominic…” A gentle adult voice cooed in his ear. That clearly wasn’t the harsh jeer of a fellow sadistic cub. He swallowed and looked up, baring his beet red teary and snotty face to the world. A wave of “ooohhhhs” and cackles went off. 
The bear nurse’s sympathetic smile held steady fast. “Let’s get you cleaned up hun.” In one paw she held a towel, the other was stretched out to him. This time, Dominic cut his losses and accepted it. As he stood up for what felt the first time in forever, unabsorbed urine rained down off the soaked fabric of his shorts, throwing droplets from his already formed puddle. Squeals of “ewww” echoed throughout the hallway as cubs scattered back to avoid being splashed. More sobs racked out of Dominic. He was an absolute mess. “Don’t mind them, they’ve all accidents before too.” The nurse tried to reassure him while wrapping the towel around his waist. It didn’t help much, the cackles and pointing as he started his walk of shame to the nurse’s office choked him up again. 
	The rest of Dominic’s unfortunate day went by in a blur. At first, cleaning himself off in the nurse’s bathroom he felt empty. His life was over, he peed himself, he cried in front of the whole school, and everyone thinks it’s because some fat plant eating nerd beat him in a fight, what a screwed-up way to start off the week.
“You feeling Ok hun?” The nurse asked as he came out of the nurse office’s bathroom in a fresh uniform. 
“Yeah.” He lied flatly, just so she’d leave him alone. How could he be Ok? He’s now the laughingstock of all the wimps who used to be afraid of him and his friends probably wouldn’t dare to be seen with him.
“Good, I just called your parents, they should be here in about 20 minutes.” Dominic shuddered, he didn’t look forward to the task of explaining to his parents that he wet his pants like a preschooler. “Do you want me to get you some lunch while you wait?”
“Yes.” He mumbled, hopes of getting some time alone. 
“Ok, I’ll be right back. You can sit here.” She gestured to an orange plastic chair next to her desk.
Dominic slumped into it despondently. Ugh, stupid school, stupid teachers, stupid questions, stupid plant eating nerds! This never would’ve happened if his parents didn’t rush him to get to class, or if Danny never asked so many questions, or if Danny never bumped into him…Danny…
It was that moment where Dominic’s hopelessness was replaced by a festering anger. Danny…that’s who ruined his life. Of all the wimpy plant eaters he had the privilege of terrorizing, Danny was the wimpiest. Always so easy to make flinch, always made the funniest, girliest begs for mercy, and Dominic’s favorite pantsing candidate. The thought of Danny pathetically flailing about, rushing to shield his miniscule modesty from the mocking masses, almost managed to put a smile on the wolf’s face.
“Here’s lunch, it’s spaghetti today.” The returning nurse interrupted his thoughts. “And I’ll be right back with something for you to drink.”
Dominic eyed the tray she placed in front of him with disgust. Average lumpy tomato sauce layered on top of plastic looking noodles, and mystery meat balls. But perhaps the most offending thing on the tray was the two pieces of broccoli placed in a corner section. Memories flooded of his parents goading him to eat all kinds of green slop, singing praises of their fiber content, making silly jokes about how well it encourages bowel movements. Dominic shook his head at those thoughts. Did he look like a bunny to them? This was the kind of garbage Danny would love. Always eating tons of them every day at lunch, destroying the idea that vegies aren’t fattening. Wonder how all the fiber of eating nothing but this green crap affects plant munchers like him. Probably has him running to the bathroom every day after class. Would be hilarious to see him poop his pants after eating a whole ton…
“Dominic?” A familiar, yet stuffy voice spoke.
The wolf turned to find it was one of his classmates, that chipmunk from earlier...uh…Buttface? Or whatever his name was, too many herbnerds to keep track. Seeing him triggered a mix of emotions in Dominic, none of which were pleasant. “Wh-what are you doing here?” He flustered. 
“Allergies…” He sniffed back a runny nose. “Are you here because Danny beat you up?”
“He did not!” Dominic snapped back. “That loser didn’t even touch me!”
“Oh…well everyone thinks he did.” Buttface paused to sneeze. “And everybody at lunch is talking about how Danny’s tougher than a wolf now. Some of the meat eaters even shared their lunch with him.”
A wide-eyed scowl grew on Dominic’s face, this was exactly what he feared. “Tougher than a wolf!? He was so scared ran away from me!” Almost true.
“Really? He didn’t look so scared after you…after you peed your pants.” He stifled a giggle.
Dominic flushed. A growl grew in the back of his throat as he stood up. Buttface froze at the angry predator within striking range. “I-I w-wasn’t laughing at you! I was laughing at…uh, what Danny was saying earlier!” 
The wolf raised an eyebrow. “What did he say?”
“Uh, h-he s-said that uh, you’re a stupid cry baby who needs diapers, and you have snaggle teeth, and you smelled like pee even before you peed your pants, and your eyes are yellow like pee too!” It looked like this chipmunk was having a bit too much fun “recalling” insults. “And that all plant eaters are tougher than wolves, and we could kick your butt, and-” 
Dominic grabbed him by the collar. “We?”
“No, no!” Buttface panicked. “I meant just Danny, just Danny! I-I mean, D-Danny said that not me!”
“Do you think I’m a baby?”
“No!”
“And do you think some weak little bunny like Danny could beat me?”
“I-I t-think he’s half fox-”
“Whatever he is, you better tell him-”
“Dominic, your parents are here.” The nurse announced as she returned. Dominic quickly released his would-be rodent prey. “Oh Boris, allergies again?”
So that was his name. “Y-yes.” He stuttered, still shaking.
“Ah, Spring is always a tough time of year for you, I’ll get you some tablets in a jiffy. And Dominic, your parents are waiting for you in the teacher’s longue, but you can finish your lunch first if you want.” Dominic could barely stand to look at that “food,” he was more than ready to leave, but not before giving Boris an intimidating side eye.
Leaving the nurse’s office, he felt some slight hesitation stepping into the hallway. Dominic, just an hour ago once the big bad bully wolf, and seconds away from disemboweling a classmate, was now nervous about potentially encountering a spectator from earlier. Especially as he held the saggy plastic bag containing his soiled clothes. But he exhaled in relief (dry this time), the hallways were empty, only filled with excited echoes from the lunchroom. Unfortunately, this momentary comfort didn’t make greeting his parents much easier.
“Hey Dominic…” His parents greeted him with awkward smiles. 
	“Hi Mom…hi Dad.” He replied equally as awkwardly, avoiding eye contact, and holding the bag behind his back. The walk back to their car and subsequent ride home was mostly quiet. Dominic only had brief responses to unwanted questions and encouraging statements. His mind was clouded on how to make his revenge.
	So, the school thinks fluff n’ chubby Danny’s a tough guy now, idiots. Boris was definitely lying, a nerd like Danny is smart enough to know his place on the food chain. The rest of the school use a nice reminder though. Dominic briefly mulled over a ravenous beat down to restore his honor, but that would be too easy, and his parents wouldn’t be very happy to pick him up from the principal’s office afterwards…again. He also wanted his revenge to hurt, not the fleeting pain of a satisfying punch, but something that scarred, something even more humiliating than what he went through today. Something to send a message to any herb-nerds (especially Boris) who might have gotten a few ideas. Hmmm…
	At dinner, Dominic was again insulted by the presence of vegetables on his platter, brussels sprouts this time. Gross. As brushed them aside with his fork, suddenly a spark of inspiration hit him. High in fiber, right? A herb-nerd’s favorite. A smile crept up on Dominic’s face, these veggies might have a use after all…he still wasn’t gonna eat them though. 
	After dinner, he raided the bathroom’s medicine cabinet and his mom’s health food rack. Perfect. He arranged a dangerous looking collection of laxative powder, fiber supplements, chocolate laxative bars, and ground flaxseeds. Combine that with the fact tomorrow is Tuesday, Taco Tuesday, was bound to create a collective colon catastrophe. Just looking at it was enough to make it his own stomach seemed to gurgle in fear. Worry not little one, you’re safe inside a big strong meat-chomping wolf.
Although Dominic was faced with the question how exactly is he going to slip it in? It would be easy to offer out the chocolates, it would be especially satisfying to hand Danny a bar in a fake peace treaty, watching him shovel that whole thing in his pudgy maw unbeknownst he just started a ticking time bomb. But as for the powders? Hmmm…maybe dump them in the beans when the lunch ladies aren’t looking? Nah, they’re always looking down, making sure poor cubs get the recommended amount of slop. Maybe…sneaking into the kitchen before lunch starts and having free access to all those vulnerable veggies. Oooooh, yes that one! Just like a spy in all those R-rated action movies his parents try to stop him from watching. Yes, yes, this was gonna be great! Dominic had a full-bodied smile on his face for the first time since the incident today. Now to store his weapons safety and try his best to get a good night’s sleep while this excited. Evil works best when well rested!
* * *
	It’s Tuesday morning, Dominic felt an ominous shiver stepping out of his parent’s car. The school building looked more foreboding than usual. One day was not enough to forget yesterday’s trauma…actually, no length of time would’ve been long enough. “Bye Mom, bye Dad…” He mumbled.
“Have a great day at school honey!” His mom so enthusiastically responded. 
“Don’t let that accident from yesterday get to you, happens to everyone!” His dad added before they pulled off, leaving Dominic on that embarrassing, and rather loud note. He noticed the small looks students walking by gave him…great start to the morning.
As he entered the building, he couldn’t help but notice how deafeningly silent groups of cubs got as he walked by, save for their whispers, no doubt discussing him. The only exception was a nerdy group consisting of a fawn, a bull calf, and a gopher who dared to snicker as he passed. 
“Shut up!” He snapped. He felt his face flush, his canines instinctively bared for a defensive growl. Members of the group flinched and skittered off to somewhere with less visible teeth. Hmpf, that’s more like it. Fearful, just like a wimp should be. Dominic continued his walk to class with more confidence. He just needed to bear with these little snubs for now. The jolt of the lax-o-surprises in his backpack with each step gave him reassurance. That sweet, sweet, revenge will come soon. 
When Dominic finally stepped into class, there was a collective gasp. His eyes narrowed in annoyance as yet another light shade of pink painted his face. Was yesterday’s incident that big of a deal? Oh…maybe that wasn’t the source of their dramatic reactions. He was passing in front of his new arch nemesis, Danny. Oh yes, how could Dominic forget, he’s tougher than a wolf now. Although Danny’s terrified expression didn’t really match this new sentiment. Neither did the obvious gulp and visible tremble. 
It was an amusing sight. Dominic glared back in return just to see him jump. Heh, real tough guy 
“Hey Dominic,” a voice whispered to his right spoke up. It Butt-, no, Boris again. He and all the other cubs sitting around him eagerly faced in his direction.
“What?” He rasped back, irked by their attention.
“Are you and Danny gonna fight?”
“No.” He answered shortly.
Gasps abound. “So he won?!” A skunk girl to his left asked.
“No! He didn’t even punch me!”
“So why’d you pee your pants then?” That insufferable Boris asked.
“W-well, h-he kinda…pushed me.” Emphasis on “kinda.”
“And you’re gonna let him get away with that?!” A flabbergasted cougar in front of him whipped around to ask. 
“N-no.” Dominic couldn’t seem like a wuss in front of a fellow carnivore.
“So what are you gonna do?”
“Just see what happens!”
“Settle down class!” Their doe teacher announced, ready to start today’s lesson.
That little ambush left Dominic in a mixture of annoyance, just a tinge of residual embarrassment, but most of all, excitement. The school was looking for a “rematch?” Like Danny would be any match for him, the show he had planned would be way more entertaining than tha-huh?
A folded note fell on to his desk. He turned to his right and locked eyes with Boris, who whispered “from Danny”. Dominic unfolded it, and found scribblings that read:
I’m really sorry about yesterday. I’m a dork and I should’ve looked where I was going. I’ll do anything to make it up to you.
Dominic chuckled, he could feel the desperation in just how hasty the handwriting was. He looked up and saw Danny anxiously peeking over his shoulder him. He whipped his head back when the predator caught eye of him. Dominic had to cover his mouth to keep from laughing out loud. 
Excited for what was to come, he flipped the note over and started to pen his response:
It’s Ok Danny, I know you didn’t mean it, and it was -Dominic had to grit his teeth for this one-kinda my fault for bumping into you. I’m not mad anymore.
Dominic let out a pained exhale when he finished. It was one thing to fake being nice, but to have to admit his own mistakes too? Whew, had to fight for his life just then.
He reached into his bookbag and pulled a bar of the chocolate laxatives. With a devilish grin, he folded the note around it. His own little trojan horse. All he had to do was drop it off at his desk, but he didn’t want to do it just now. Let Danny simmer in that anxiety as he awaited a response.
* * * 
“Any questions?” A few hours into the morning, their teacher had just finished a long lecture about long division, or history, or something, and as yesterday, only one student raised his paw. “Yes Dominic?”
Dominic could feel all eyes in the room looking at him, no doubt recognizing the yesterday’s parallels. “May I go to the bathroom?”
“Yes, you may.” Their teacher responded, clearly satisfied with his new grammar habits. Dominic grabbed his backpack, Danny’s ‘gift’, and headed to the teacher’s desk for the bathroom pass. “Do you really need to take the backpack with you?”
Dominic froze. “Uh…y-yes.” Was she onto him?
“It’s for his diaper change!” Someone sneered, and the whole class erupted in laughter. 
“Shut up! It’s none of your business!” He shouted against their cackles.
“Quiet class, quiet!” Their teacher yelled. “Dominic, I’m going to assume that you’re taking your bag for your own personal reasons, whatever they may be. Just please don’t take too long.” She added while handing him the bathroom pass.
	Dominic nodded stiffly, horrified that she might actually think there was a diaper in there. But it didn’t matter, everyone else was gonna wish they had one after lunch. On his way to the door, he casually placed his chocolate bomb on Danny’s desk midstride, making sure there was no audible thud. He would’ve loved to pause to see the look on the box boy’s face but couldn’t risk being noticed by the teacher.
	Dominic took the same route as yesterday, albeit less urgent, every unwanted detail coming rushing back to him. But instead of going into the bathroom like his teacher approved, he turned left, heading to the lunchroom. 
	He could feel his heart in his throat as he approached. The deadly contents in his backpack gave a gentle thump which each stride. Oh god, this is it, he’s gonna pull off the perfect crime! In that moment he was just like the superspies in those movies, but no gun, no crew of sidekicks, and no cheesy one-liners, just a lone wolf and his smarts…meaning he’s even cooler! Now, deep breaths, he needed to be calm and collected for his opening act…
He peaked his head into the cavernous cafeteria, completely devoid of cubs as expected. He could hear snippets of conversations and the clanking of utensils coming from the kitchen. It somewhat reassured him to know there were others here, or at least to know he could hear them. Time to activate that wolf agility.
	He stayed light on his feet, making sure to keep his toe claws from nosily tapping the linoleum, and kept his head low when darting between tables. In no time he successfully reached kitchen doors undetected. Far too easy. He took a brief pause to bask in his prowess, first part of his mission completed like a true predator. Now, for the hard part…
	He dived behind a refrigerator and peaked out from behind it. All the “chefs” (if you could call what they make “food”) were busy stirring pots, tending stoves, and cutting ingredients. Smells of strong spices and refried beans filled the air. Yep, it’s taco Tuesday alright, all those big open pots ready for his special ingredients. But, how to get the “chefs” to step away?
	Across from the refrigerator was the long buffet table used to serve students their slop. It was empty for now, of course, but already prepared was a basket of fresh fruit, more scrapings for the herb-nerds. Another movie scenario played in Dominic’s head, he could throw an apple at a wall, splat! As his kitchen guardians turned to investigate, he dashes in to sprinkle a heavy dash of flaxseed in the beans. And just before the chef turns around, whoosh, he rolls underneath the next table! Quick witted, he’d then slide a pan across the floor, using that distraction to douse the unguarded pot of rice in a shower of fiber powder! And then he’d…hmm. There was also the option of the fire alarm so conveniently located within an arm’s reach of his hiding spot, not exactly as exciting, or cool, or Oscar worthy, but the sensible choice for a responsible wolf on an important mission. With a heavy heart, Dominic pulled the handle.
	Immediately a bell screamed, emergency lights flashed above doorways. It made Dominic jump, that droning bell almost too much for his sensitive canine ears. He still retained enough of his wits to press himself against the refrigerator as the chefs scurried by out the exit, leaving only him in the kitchen. This was his chance! 
With his heart racing, he rushed over to the pot of beans while fumbling to take his bag off. His paws shook as he unscrewed the cap to the laxative powder. Now, he only needed to pour in just a lit- whoops! Literally the entire thing spilled out, a hill of white powder slowly being engulfed by the bubbling bean cauldron. Dominic first froze with shock, but then snickered as he quickly stirred in the evidence. He was trying to ration it, but at least he knew the beans would do their job.
Next, he ran over to the rice and gave it generous shaking of the fiber just as planned. He spent the next minute darting between pots and food containers, making sure to hit each vegetarian ingredient with his surprise seasonings. He was merrily emptying out the last of his flaxseeds when the deafening bells stopped. That was his que to leave. He peaked his head out into the cafeteria to ensure the coast was clear, then hightailed out of there.
He hopped for joy, giggling to himself while running through the hallways. Mission complete! Well, almost. The empty containers bounced around in his bookbag. He needed to dispose of the evidence. No garbage cans in the hallway, but there was one in the bathroom. Dominic cringed as he approached that foreboding wooden door, he finally made it here just a day too late, if only the hallways were this empty yesterday…
The disposal would be pretty simple, chuck his empty containers into the garbage cans and cover them with a layer of paper towel for extra security. But another ghoulish idea passed through his genius head. He kneeled to check for any occupied stalls and found none. Time for a side mission…
Dominic rolled as much paper towel as he could hold and ran into a stall. He stuffed one of the containers and a massive clump of paper towel into the toilet. He pulled the flusher and bounced with glee as the toilet started to clog. He quickly did the same with the other 2 containers in the other toilets and made his second great escape for the day. He ran through the halls pumping his fist in triumph. In addition to successfully spiking the herbnerds’ lunch, he had clogged three of the five stalls, there was certain to be a disastrously long line after lunch. Oh boy he couldn’t wait!
“There you are!” His teacher exclaimed when he returned to class. “You sure took your time.” Some snickers arose, no doubt remembering the diaper comment. “Can you give Boris the bathroom pass?”
Oh, the pass. Boris hopped out of his seat and ran up to Dominic both paws in his crotch. He bounced from foot to foot while looking the wolf up and down. “Where is it?”
“Um…I left it.”
“You left it?! Can you get it back really fast?” 
“Uh…” 
“It’s fine Boris, just bring it back with you. We don’t need another accident…” A pink tinted scowl grew on Dominic’s face. Boris scurried past him, looking so desperate he was bordering tears. Dominic silently hoped the little buttface wouldn’t make it.
Walking back to his seat, he slowed again to take a nice long look at his best enemy. A change from this morning, Danny looked back at him with cautious confusion. A bit of chocolate was smeared on the fur around his mouth. Dominic smiled at seeing it, he fell for the trap. Danny’s expression thus changed to one of surprise, was the wolf really warming up to him?
Unfortunately, Boris returned soon after with dry shorts and a pleasantly relieved expression. He also returned with no bathroom pass. Uh oh. Dominic tensed up as their teacher gave him a suspicious glance, but she created a new pass without any further question. Whew, a clean getaway. In the future, someone would make a movie about this day...
 “Hey Dominic?” Boris whispered over, yet a-freaking-gain.
He sighed, exasperated by this persistent creature. “What?”
“Did you go back to the nurse’s office?”
“No.”
“Oh…because I was wondering what happened to the pass, and that guy earlier said you were probably getting a diaper change…” Dominic stared at him with shock and anger at such an implication. “So, you didn’t have a diaper in your bag…right?” His eyes only narrowed in response. “Because it looks emptier now!” Silence. “H-he said it not me!”
Dominic reached into his book bag, pulled out one of the chocolate laxative bars, and dropped it on Boris’s desk. His ears perked up. “For me?”
“Yes.” 
“Why?”
“So you’ll leave me alone.” And suddenly, Boris’s questions stopped. Pretty hard to talk with a mouth eagerly stuffed full of special chocolate. Dominic chuffed satisfied with himself. What a clever, clever, wolf he is.
After what seemed like forever, the lunch bell finally rang. Dominic shot out of his seat, no debilitating bladder pangs, no desperate hunch back this time, just smiling ear to ear. He could barely feel his feet touch the ground. For all he knew, he simply floated to Danny’s chair in a state of excited euphoria and wrapped an arm around the box’s shoulder. Such an amazing event would certainly justify the shocked onlookers.
“D-Dominic?” Danny was in the middle of packing his bookbag when suddenly he was being savagely embraced by a vicious predator.
“Hey Danny, did you read my note?”
“Y-yeah…” He trembled in the wolf’s grip. “I’m…still really, really, sorry about yesterday.” He responded, looking away.
“Like I said, it’s fine!” Dominic’s smile felt a little too natural, not a hint of sarcasm or predacious intent. 
“So…you’re not mad or anything?”
“Nope! It was…k-kinda my fault anyway.” 
Danny’s head tilted, noticing the faltering in the wolf’s voice. “Wait…is this a trick?” He asked, “Are you and your friends gonna like…beat me up or pants me when I’m not expecting it?” 
“No,” Although those options sounded very tempting. “Unless you want us to.” And the usual frightening sharp toothed smile returns. Danny couldn’t shake his head fast enough, much to his captor’s (er, friend’s?) satisfaction. “You wanna eat at lunch together?”
The room gasped. Danny blinked, dumbfounded, and a little bit more scared. “Um…s-sure.”
The walk out into the hallway, Dominic’s 2nd of the day, turned out to be just as memorable as the one yesterday. Passersby were taken aback by a mild and affable conversation between the 2 former archenemies. 
“Did you like the chocolate I gave you earlier?” Dominic eagerly leaned towards his new frenemy as he asked.
“Oh yeah it was really good, thanks!” 
Bet it was, fatty. “I have more if you want.”
“Really?” His eyes lit up, bunny ears getting just a bit more perky.
Falling further into trap… “Yeah, my mom brought them, but I don’t like chocolate, so you have them.” That glimpse of delicious, naïve excitement in Danny’s eyes disappeared into a nervous questioning glance as soon as it came. “What?” Dominic blurted half annoyed. Was the illusion slipping?
“Why are you being so nice to me? This is…weird.”
“Weird?” Walking into the lunchroom, Dominic was briefly distracted by the smell of food he helped prepare. He just had to take in the sight of nerds already chowing down on his creation. “You think I can’t be nice?” 
“Well, you’ve never been nice to me before, and it’s weirder since yesterday I made you pee y-”
“You didn’t make me do anything!” Dominic cut him off in a raised voice, making Danny flinch. Loud “oooooohhhhhs” arose from surrounding cubs hoping for a revenge round. “Shut up!” He snarled and kept walking to the lunch line, leaving his stunned half-bunny buddy behind.
“I think I know why you’re being so nice now.” Danny stated with just a hint of confidence when he caught up.
The predator in Dominic could smell that hit of ego. He really didn’t like that smell. “Oh yeah? Why?” 
“You don’t want people to think I beat you up, or that you’re afraid of me, so you’re trying to make it seem like we’re friends.”
“…Maybe.” He responded a low growling tone while grabbing a plate.
“But I still don’t get why you don’t want to fight me…unless you really do think I’m tough.”
Danny had a spark of excitement on his face, as if the big bad wolf had seen him as more than a potential snack. Dominic chuckled. “Nah.” He said while landing a ‘playful’ punch on Danny’s shoulder.
“Ow…”
Just ahead of them was the buffet itself, fully loaded with Dominic’s handywork. The wimpy grass munchers ahead of them filling their plates. “Hey Danny, do you like tacos?” Dominic asked, fighting the urge to wag his tail.
“Yeah, Taco Tuesdays are my favorites.” Yes! “Do you like them?”
“Nah, wolves are allergic.”
“Allergic? To tacos?”
“Yeah, too many veggies, and other gross stuff. Not enough meat.”
“What about him?” Danny pointed to a white wolf cub ahead of them, walking away from the buffet with a full plate, stuffed taco and side veggies included.
Ouch, friendly fire. “He’s weird.” Nothing to do but pray for that poor wolf’s soul…and stomach…and pants. “You eat those?” Dominic was surprised to see Danny reach for a cheeseburger.
“Yeah, my dad’s a fox. That’s why I have a fluffy tail.”
“Oh…” Maybe in an alternative world, Danny could’ve been cool…but not in this one. “But you shouldn’t eat that.” He grabbed Danny’s wrist with a smile growing on his face.
“Wha-”
	“You should save that for the meat eaters like me who can’t eat that other stuff.” He instead merrily guided his frenemy’s paw to the green beans which may or may not have been cooked in a lethal amount of fiber.
	“But the other wol-”
	“Normal meat eaters.” He tightened his grip, adding a little claw into it. Danny must’ve gotten the message, considering he stiffened and did as suggested. 
	“I like meat too…” He mumbled quietly. 
	“And make sure you get the beans!” Dominic had fun helping his bunny hybrid pal further cement his own doom, suggesting a heaving spoonful of rice here, an extra side of cabbage there, until his plate could hold no more. 
	When he roughly pulled Danny along to get a seat, they were quickly surrounded by a questioning group.
	“You guys for real aren’t gonna fight?” A tiger boy asked.
	“Nope.” Dominic said casually, feeling on top of the world knowing Danny along with the other herbnerds were eating away at their specially prepared lunch. 
	“So you’re friends now?”
	The pair of frenemies glanced at each other. “Eh.” Dominic so eloquently answered.
	“Does this mean you forgive Danny?” Their cougar classmate from earlier asked, looking a little disappointed. 
	“No.” Danny froze, eyes wide, fork of green beans still halfway out of his mouth. “What?” Dominic asked with a smirk.
	“Y-you s-said you-you weren’t mad anymore…you said it was ok!”
	“I’m not mad…but I still want payback.” Their inquisitive group started getting riled up at the sound of growing drama.
	“But, but, you also said you weren’t planning anything.”
	“I said my friends weren’t.” He could practically see Danny shaking.
	“What are you gonna do!?” A bunny shouted over the growing cheers.
	“You’ll see.” Dominic said, hoping that big eared freak would be part of that “payback” too. 
Meanwhile, the other big eared freak, Danny, seemed to have his eyes glued down at the table. “Dominic…I’m really, really, really sorry.”
“I know.” Dominic barely paid him any attention, lifting a perfectly safe cheeseburger he picked out for himself. A real boy’s food. Before taking a bite, he glanced over to see Danny fearfully glancing over at him. “What? Keep eating!” Danny whipped back to his place and continued to eat his specially prepared meal. Ah, everything’s right with the world.
In due time, the bell marking the end of lunch rang. And for the first time, Dominic was excited to go back to class. “Dominic wait,” Danny grabbed his arm. “What are you gonna do to me?”
“I dunno yet,” He shrugged with his best poker face. “But probably something funny.” Standing up made the contents of his backpack shuffle, reminding him of the tricks still up his sleeve. “Hey, do you want another chocolate bar?”
Danny squinted critically. “…It’s the chocolate isn’t it?”
“What?”
“It’s the chocolate. You put something in the chocolate!” 
“No I didn’t.” No lie detected. 
“A-am I gonna die?”
“It’s just chocolate dude.” Dominic reached into his bag and pulled out a fresh bar for his best frenemy. “See? It’s normal.” It did look normal, helped by the fact Dominic scraped the laxative warnings off all the wrappers. “Here, take it.”
“I…I don’t want it.” Danny backed away from the offering like as if it were the unfriendly end of a gun.
“Come on…it’s just chocolate.” On that last word, Dominic shoved it on Danny’s chest, who instinctively grabbed it with shaking paws. “See you in class.” Dominic said with an evil smile. He couldn’t take 3 steps away before busting out laughing. 
* * *
In class, Dominic watched Danny like a hawk. The hour after lunch had been quiet, too quiet. It had felt like an eternity waiting for Danny or someone to show some suffering or something…but finally, it started. From behind, Danny’s trembles started to look a little more than from nerves. He shifted more and more in his seat as their teacher droned on. Dominic strained his predator hearing and could pick up just the faintest bit of stomach gurgling. And perhaps, it was from more than just his arch-nemesis. 
Others were starting to look a little uncomfortable too. A panda across the room had a bit of a sickly look on his face, and to his right, Boris rubbed his stomach under his desk, looking pained as he struggled to write notes with his other paw. Working nicely so far…
 “Any questions?” Their teacher asked that familiar inquiry again. Then a magical moment. “Yes Danny?”
“May I go to the bathroom?” He asked, a slight shake in his voice. 
“In just one minute. Any other questions?” A paw full of schadenfreude and salt shot into the air. “Yes Dominic?”
Dominic couldn’t be bothered to pay attention or ask about all those smartypants problems Danny could. But, he knew the skilled art of asking dumb questions. “Can you go over the last thing again? I didn’t get any notes”
“Which parts? Equilateral triangles or rhombuses?”
“Uhhhhh…all of it.” He could hear some hushed whines from around the room. 
“Not paying much attention I see, very well then.” Dominic sat back, prepared to not pick up his pencil and just bask in that precious time being wasted. Danny turned back to him, looking horrified. The wolf flashed him a wicked smile back. Yes, this was indeed the revenge he intended. 
“Dominic!” A stressed whisper called his attention. It was his second unofficial kinda sorta archnemesis, Boris. He appeared unable to lift his chin from his desk, looking up at Dominic with the chipmunk equivalent of suffering puppy eyes. “Did you have the tacos at lunch?”
“Nah, I had a cheeseburger. What’s wrong with you Buttface?”
“I think the beans were spoiled or something-” He paused to groan, a stomach growl audible. “My stomach hurts so bad…”
Dominic chuckled, good. “You gonna poop your pants?”
“N-no!” He stiffened against a cramp. “Ow…” Dominic covered his mouth to keep from laughing out loud. “It’s not funny!” The wimpy rodent whined.
“But what happened to me yesterday was funny, huh? You were laughing then!” Boris went silent, suddenly unable to perceive the wolf.
Brrraaappp! A loud fart cut off the re-cap lecture. Every head whipped to the front of the room before immediately erupting into cackles. “S-sorry!” No one else but Danny yelled sheepishly above their uproars, head in his hands.
“Ewwww!”
“Ugh it stinks!”
Dominic laughed himself into tears. He was grateful he sat far enough away to avoid the smell. It also just tickled him pink noticing the herbivores of the class had crumbled back into their seats, all of them too pained for a mocking jibe. 
“That’s enough class!” Their teacher yelled to silence the remaining wheezing students. “Danny, that is very unacceptable.”
“Excuse me…” He mumbled looking down. 
“Now, bac-”
	“May I please go to the bathroom now?” Danny held his stomach under his desk, his legs starting to quiver.
	“No Danny, I need you all to pay attention this time. I’m sure you can wait just a few minutes longer.” With zero sympathy to the box boy’s plight, she turned back to the board.
Danny turned to see Dominic snickering behind him. He had a pained, almost tearful face that spelt ‘defeat.’ Really sucks having the shoe on the other foot, doesn’t it? It must have, considering Danny spent the next few minutes squirming and visibly taking shuddering breaths. The subtle whines and groans from the other herbnerds in the room grew more frequent and intense. Boris looked like he was dying, head down on his desk. Their teacher was too wrapped up in Dominic’s initiated recap to take notice. The wolf was so happy with himself he couldn’t stop his tail from wagging as he glanced around the room. 
Suddenly, another bubbly gas bomb rocked the class. “Danny!” Several voices cried in a mix of disgust, amusement, and shock before collapsing into general chaotic laughter again. Their teacher turned around, glaring at him, arms crossed on her chess.
“No, no, it wasn’t me this time!” He sputtered out bright red in the face. 
Evidently by the surrounding students who covered their noses and pointed, the very likely culprit seemed to be a goat boy who tried to further sink into his seat in an attempt to completely disappear. Nonetheless it was pretty entertaining to anyone with a solid enough stomach to laugh. 
Beside him, Boris sprang back to life. He popped off his desk so quickly it made Dominic jump. He threw his paw into the air bouncing in his seat. “Please! Please! Can I-” His eyes went wide as his own deep bassy fart cut him off.
“Oh my god!” Dominic and other cubs nearby cover their noses and scooted to the far ends of their seats. Much less funny when you’re in the wake zone.
“Sorry…”
“My goodness…where has your self-control gone?” Their teacher addressed the class, astonished.
“C-can I please go to the bathroom?” Boris finally finished his request.
“After Danny goes.” Their teacher sighed, surrendering the ‘may I’ battle just this once.
“I don’t think I can wait…”
“Can I go after him?” The recently disgraced goat raised his paw.
“Can I go fourth?” A panda across the room joined in.
“I have to go too!” Yet another paw joined the air.
“What?! All of you?” Their teacher looked around flabbergasted as an increasing chunk of her class made urgent pleas to the bathroom. “What did you all eat?!”
Danny, closest to the front, threw his paw back into the air. “May I go now please? I can’t wait anymore!” He rocked back and forth in his seat, other paw clutching his churning stomach.
“Er…” Their teacher could see that this situation could turn very unhygienic very fast. This might’ve been the first time in her career that learning could not take precedent. “Anyone who needs to use the bathroom just go, please be quick about it.” 
On that begrudging note, a stampede started for the door. A semi-slow stampede with some students awkwardly limping out to the hallway while cradling their stomachs and rear ends, and others, including Danny who briefly stood frozen in place, clenching against their rushing waste.
Dominic leaned on his desk, watching Danny writhe about. In his head he screamed on for the worse to happen. But no, unfortunately the pain passed, and Danny started his waddle out into the hallway. Dangit, Dominic wasn’t gonna let him escape this unscathed!
He raised his paw. “I, uh, have to go too!” Not even waiting for a response, he scurried to the doorway after his frenemy, dodging past other suffering cubs in the classroom.
Upon stepping out into the hallway, he immediately found himself in the path of charging bull boy. With no time to react he instinctively threw his paws out, shoving the calf to the floor. “Watch it, dingus!”
“Sorry, sorry ah!” The poor boy pressed one hand to his stomach and the other to the seat of his pants. He floundered on the floor, gritting his teeth, visibly straining every muscle to hold back his bowels. The moment he leaned up on his knees, a wet squelching sound bubbled out of his rear end. The look of horror in his eyes, and the equally horrifying smell confirmed it all.
“Oh my god…” Dominic cringed to himself, before busting out laughing. He did it! He made someone meet a much worse fate than he did yesterday…not quite the right person though. The hallway was awash with students, who did slow to make expressions of disgust and morbid interest, but they were too in a rush to the bathroom to avoid the same fate. 
A far cry from the suffocating chiding he went through. Nope, that wasn’t cruel enough. That bull boy might be in tears now, but no one will remember that tomorrow. Now…where’s Danny? The growing line to the bathroom had no sign of his brown bunny-fox foe…oh no. He didn’t make it did he?
Dominic sprinted to the bathrooms. He roughly squeezed past cubs in the line as it snaked through the bathroom door. “No skipping!” “Get in line!” “Ah, don’t push my belly!”
He paid them no mind, they were either too desperate or too wimpy to put up much of a fight. Upon entering the bathroom, the first thing he noticed was the rancid smell. It was too much for the most sensitive of his 5 senses, he pinched his nose and did his best not to throw up. The second thing he noticed was how crowded it was. Even within the bathroom, there was a long misshapen line of at least 15 squirming and groaning cubs all jammed in one space. 
Three of the stalls were plastered with “broken, do not use” signs, while the urinals along the wall were open and free to use, meaning this line was clearly all the handywork of the villainous wolf himself. Dominic had to pat himself on the back, but still no sight of Danny. 
He walked to the front of the line and found that unfortunate white wolf from lunch earlier, whoops. He stood with his legs tightly pressed together, arms crossed, trying to look calm and collected. But his subtle tremble, and his flushed pouting face showed the true scope of his needs. At least he was at the front, he’ll make it. 
Right behind him was Boris, who looked to be in a much more dire situation. He marched in place, his paws rubbing his talkative tummy through his uniform shirt. That in itself was entertaining, yet still no Danny. Where was he? He had to be in here!
“Hey Buttface,” Dominic shook the chipmunk’s shoulder to get his attention.
“D-don’t shake me!” Boris froze, half stepped forward and doubled over. He whined, straining against that bursting pain in his colon. Dominic smiled as he spasmed, this is that karma from yesterday!
Boris gasped as a squeaky muffled poot slipped out of him. He leaned back up, still slightly hunched and jittery but sighing as the pressure momentarily lapsed.
“Ugh, gross Buttface!” Dominic was both disappointed and disgusted.
“Sorry.”
“Have you seen Danny?”
“Yeah, why?”
“Why do you always have to ask about stuff? Where is he?”
“He’s-mmph!” He started bending up and down at the knees, back stiff. The peace of his almost accident didn’t last very long. “H-he’s o-over there…” Boris pointed with the little strength left in him. Following his paw finger, Dominic saw Danny peeking at him from behind a twitchy goat boy, before disappearing completely. Got ‘em.
“Oh my gosh, oh my gosh!” Boris panicked, nearly sinking to the floor. His face scrunched almost to the point of imploding. He stood back up, knock kneed, rear end clenched, and waddled around the wolf in front of him as fast as he could.
“Hey rat!” The wolf shouted. “No skipping!”
“Sorry, I can’t hold it!” Boris pushed open the door of one of the sabotaged stalls, already undoing his belt. He lifted his shirt with one paw, preparing to tear his pants down. Those at the front of the line got a quick peek at the top of his briefs and his bare gurgling belly before the door closed behind him. There was the sound of him shuffling and whining for those last few urgent seconds, then the ruffling of his pants, and the final slam of his rump on to the seat.
There was a grunt, followed instantly the sound of fast flowing greasy waste slithering out of his ass. He paused, gasping for breath, before grunting once more, and finally propelling the soft log out with a booming fart, amplified by the toilet bowl. Loud breathy sighs emanated from the stall.
Dominic bust out laughing, nose covered. Not the humiliating finish he had hoped for his second unofficial kinda sorta archnemesis, but the sounds were priceless.
The other wolf in the room, the one who was formally next in line didn’t quite feel the same. He was fuming, those sounds of relief should’ve been his. Although his angry expression faltered into slight panic. His crossed arms shifted lower to his stomach, and his foot paws nervously tapped the floor. Dominic felt for a fellow lupine…partially because it was his fault this happened, but to be fair, he took the risk of eating veggies. “You really gonna let some buttface skip you?” He asked the twitchy wolf.
“What am I supposed to do? He’s already in there.” He answered, annoyed. That comment did little to help his situation.
Another mischievous smile grew on Dominic’s face. “You should go in there and yank him out! Drag him on the floor while he poops himself!” He couldn’t finish the sentence without a boyish giggle.
The other wolf seemed to consider the idea, he could easily take on a little ratty chipmunk. His brief ponderance was interrupted by an onslaught of cramps. “Oh…” He groaned, crumpling slightly against the pressure. Clearly his body already made the decision for him. “Hey, watch this…” He said, returning an equally naughty smile. 
He took strained steps up to the sabotaged stall and slammed the door open. Boris looked to be in a blushy post relief bliss, pushing slightly on his near empty bowels. Upon noticing his stall was open, he whipped his paw to his crotch and closed his thighs. “Wait, wait I’m not done!”
“I can’t!” The wolf chuckled. Dominic and the others watched as the wolf stepped further into the stall and started undoing the zipper on his pants.
“Wait, wait!” Boris screeched, the laughing predator was upon him. He pressed himself against the back wall, nowhere else to go.
The wolf turned around, he put his thumbs in his waistband and yanked down both his pants and underwear. He bent over, tail raised, surely giving his captor a great white moon. “Better open your legs!” he teased, kneeling his ass closer to his rodent captee’s face. He puffed his cheeks, giving his sphincter a push. 
With his back literally against the wall, Boris could do nothing but open his thighs as wide as he could, and face away. A hot fart ruffled the fur on his cheeks, he gasped and coughed against the foul wind. Their audience, especially Dominic losing their minds at the sight. The flow of gas stopped when a thick shit log plugged his hole. He grunted, his body trembling with the strain as he gave it his all, the log quickly stretched his pink ring and burst its way out, silent puffs of gas helping the rope rush out of his ass and coil into the toilet below. Just barely missing his captee chipmunk’s face, shirt, and dangling privates. “I got one more!” He chirped, enjoying this little torture session. He huffed as another turd started to emerge, peeking from his asshole. Not nearly as urgent as the first, he gave exaggerated loud groans as he pushed it out. Part of the log broke off and splashed down into toilet, making Boris jolt when cold soiled water hit his tender undersides. The other part of the log hung stuck between the wolf’s parted cheeks. He gave his rear a shake, giggling while wagging his still very dirty open crack mere inches from Boris’s face. Soon, the small remaining piece fell free, again making the poor chipmunk flinch with that harsh splash back.
“Ahhhh…” He sighed. “That felt good.” With that immense weight out of his system, he stood up and stretched shamelessly, his pants still around his ankles. “Thanks for moving back rat,” he said casually while reaching for toilet paper. Boris was thoroughly traumatized, teary eyed, shaking, and unable to say much besides shocked gibbering. Suffice to say, he probably won’t be skipping lines in the future. 
Next in the line was the panda from class. He didn’t seem to be doing very well either, crouched to the floor on his knees and squeezing the side of his butt. “H-hurry u-up!” he sobbed. The white wolf only chuckled taking his time wiping up in his broken stall. The other stall users were also probably too occupied with their own issues.
Dominic wheezed, fighting for his life in the paradox of laughing too hard to breath, and only having putrid bathroom air to gasp for. That panda was clearly a goner. Just another herbnerd to suffer his rath, so hilarious to see them squirm. Speaking of herbnerds, where’s Danny? He hadn’t run, or hobbled away had he? As Dominic scanned the mess of cubs, a small commotion started, aggressive shouts of “hey!” and “get to the back!” along with helpless distressed whines here and there. Another dramatic line skipper? Who dare try it this time?
“I just have to pee!” A pleading voice cried. Breaking through the line was a frantic golden lab taking twisting steps to the urinals. Oh, just a dumb dog. Not as cool as wolves, but he was clearly smart enough to avoid vegetables at lunch.
He momentarily danced in front of the urinal, whining while fiddling with his zipper. Once he finally got his fly down, it was only quick lift of his shirt and a thrust of his crotch forward before a jet of urine hissed against the urinal. He exhaled softly and shuddered with relief. 
Dominic rolled his eyes, just a little salty over how that could’ve easily been him yesterday if only for…someone. On the floor beside him however, the sniveling panda watched with a spark of hope in his eyes. He sniffed against his tears, and faced the ceiling with his eyes shut, as if summoning every bit of will he had left in him. “Ah! Ah, mmmmm!” He groaned and cried out against the shifting pain in his stomach as he slowly rose. 
Following the pattern of those formerly on line, he started working his belt while doing seething in place. Dominic took a step back, preferring not to be in a possible blast zone. As soon as everything was undone, the panda grabbed hold of the sides of his pants and started a mad dash to the urinal beside the lab. In one swift move, he turned around, dropped his pants, and pressed his rump into the small space of the urinal a split second before a clump of soft shit rocketed out of his ass. The lab next to him recoiled at the abrupt appearance of his new neighbor, struggling to continue his much-needed stream.
The waste built up between his cheeks and begun to rush downwards, propelled by the endless pressure of dung being pumped out of his now soiled hole. Short bursts of gas bubbled up and popped a splatter of shit upwards along the urinal and the base of his short tail. “Hah…” He moaned against the cold porcelain of the and sudden viscousness of his relief. He gave another push, a very muffled and wet fart bubbled out of his severely shit caked asshole. “C-can, someone p-pass me some toilet paper please?” He asked shyly, too embarrassed to look up.
Seeing the resulting mess and flow of waste produced by that panda was a little much for the evil mastermind of this calamity. Dominic found it hard to watch without gagging. The others, shuffling around on line were also left silent, but for a different reason. 
Suddenly, a fawn boy pranced off line, panting as he unbuttoned his pants to do the same. So did a brown mouse, hopping with his pants already around his knees, and his bare cheeks visibly clenched. One by one, those on the line went to desperately fill up the urinals. They each just barely managed to aim their backsides before sloppy ropes of waste launched out of them. A symphony of urgent slimy sounds and soft boy groans filled the room, followed by an allegro of sighs and gasps of explosive relief. A few unfortune stragglers couldn’t make it to an open urinal and were left waiting in those torturous sounds, including…Danny.
Danny was now at the front with no one left to hide behind. A fresher, slightly less urgent line of students trailed impatiently behind him. He looked down, focusing intently on keeping his gut shut, taking slow twisting steps forward while leaning on a wall for support. He was nearing his absolute limit, and so happy to be close to relief, when a pair of grey clawed toes came into view. He froze and shook, wincing as he felt his bowels started to get excited. “Y-you’re still here…”
“Hi Danny.” The woeful wolf said so casually. Danny gulped and rubbed his midsection in hopes of calming it down. “What’s wrong? Got a stomachache?” 
The crowd in the bathroom started to pay attention, it seemed like the 2nd confrontation of the school rivals was happening now. “H-how’d you do this?”
“Me? I didn’t do anything.” Dominic said in his best supervillain voice.
“The chocolate…” Danny found the courage look up lock eyes with his archenemy. “Y-you gave everyone the chocolate!”
“Nah…just you and Buttface, and he’s fine.” Fine was a bit of a stretch. Boris’s captor had finally left him to wash his paws at the sink, while the poor chipmunk himself still trembled with fear while rolling a wad of toilet paper.
“You did this…you had to. Most of us on line are guys you and your friends pick on.”
“Maybe it’s cause wimps have bad stomachs. Has to be all those veggies you keep eating at lunch.” Smirk
“Is this why you di-” He was cut off by a sharp pain in his supple lower belly. He bent into it, groaning to keep the waste in. Dominic watched eagerly for the start of any accidents, but alas he recovered. “Mmfh…is this why you didn’t want to beat me up? You wanted to…watch us poop?”
“Eww, no. I just didn’t want to get in trouble…again. And like I said, I’m not mad anymore, I think you learned your lesson now.”
Danny sighed, an unfortunate sidestep yesterday is what triggered this monster isn’t it? “Yeah, I’ll always watch where I’m going from now on.”
“Good!” He the wolf said with a satisfied smile. 
Danny’s tall ears perked up at that angelic sound, a toilet flushed. Right after, the stall’s occupant had emerged looking 10 pounds lighter. His prayers had been answered!
He took deep breaths, prepping himself for the quick moves and heavy strain it would take for that short but excruciating journey across the bathroom. Dominic saw that gleam in his foe’s eyes, can’t let him have a happy ending.
The instant Danny stepped off the wall, Dominic grabbed his arms and pulled them behind his back. “Hey wait a minute!” 
“Dominic please!” The bunny hybrid cried. Something solid had already started moving down and wasn’t going to stop now. “I really have to go!”
“Nuh-uh-uh! The lesson isn’t over yet!” Dominic pressed his claws in ever so slightly for added deterrent. 
“The lesson!?”
“You have to say the ABCs first!”
“Please! I’m sorry about yesterday, I’ll do anything you want, just let me go! Mmf!” He groaned, clenching to hold back a log from turtleheading.
“Then say the ABCs!”
Seeing no choice, Danny recounted the ABCs as fast as he could, his voice occasionally rasping as stiffened up, fighting to keep that log out of his underwear. The other bathroom dwellers, even those embarrassingly relegated to use the urinals for their improper purpose were enjoying the show. 
“Now, any questions?” Dominic in his best teacher voice.
“W-what?”
“‘What?’? What ‘what’?”
“I…I d-don’t-” Danny was lost, wriggling and bucking in the wolf’s grip.
“You don’t what? Have any smartypants questions?”
“No! Please let me go!”
“Hmmmm…” Dominic tilted his head in brief fake ponderance. Letting Danny suffer for just a little more. “Ok!” He let go for a moment, it was just long enough for Danny to shift in the direction of that lifesaving empty stall, but immediately seized upon his shoulders. “Just kidding! One more lesson!”
“No!” Danny yelled and sent both paws to his back side. That last jostle was too much, the head of the log managed to slide out, and broke off into his underwear when he tried to squeeze it back in. He could feel the slimy warm smearing along his wide cheeks.
“Uh oh…” Dominic and the entertained crowd could understand what Danny’s sudden silence and ridgity meant. “Did someone have an accident?” Dominic had the biggest most evil smile on his face when he reached forward, getting a good grip on his waistband, and yanked Danny’s pants down. 
The poor box boy could only yelp in reaction. He was immediately exposed, the back side of his underwear thoroughly moist with shit. However, it was what the front side uncovered that made the crowd burst into laughter. Unlike the previous boys who tore down their pants in desperation, Danny was a little special, emphasize on little, given the miniscule size of his boy parts.
“What’s that?! A worm?!”
“I think you meant to go to the girls room!”
“He’s smaller than a baby!”
Danny, burning red and welling with tears, bent over to pick up his soiled clothes and attempt restore some modesty. The moment he did, a harsh cramp ripped through his lower stomach. He fell to his knees, the pain was simply too much for his colon, he could hold it back no longer. A cannon blast of semi solid shit flew out from his ass, some of it smattering the floor behind him, and the rest piling in his underwear. 
In a mirror of yesterday’s events, the crowd jeered their various “ewwwws!” and shouts of disgust, before eventually roaring in laughter. Danny was the only one person in the room not amused, instead sobbing, his very modest boyhood still exposed, and still soiled on the hard floor. 
Dominic was once again left choking for air, so happy and entertained that he finally won! That fat herbnerd and all his supporters like ‘Buttface’ finally got what they deserved! How’s that for ‘tougher than a wolf?!’ Sucks being helpless on the floor like a disgusting little baby, so close to that heavenly big boy release, if only some jerk didn’t get in the way! Oh, he was so happy he could jump for joy! And he would have if…if something didn’t feel so…off.
When Dominic stopped laughing, his archenemy still lay on the floor, crying hard. Hmmm, he didn’t think he’d stop laughing so soon…or Danny would still be a mess on the floor. How did his incident yesterday end? Oh right, Danny ran away…no, no, not really. He was nice enough go to fetch a school nurse. Dominic looked down at him, still sobbing and wiping away tears while others still pointed and mocked. Perhaps, it wouldn’t hurt to return the favor.
* * *
The rest of class felt empty. Quite literally as Danny, along with many others never returned, presumably they all shared the same fate of finding relief in the wrong place. Those that did return, like Boris, were left in a sickly-looking daze, those evacuants still wreaking havoc on their now violently empty digestive systems. The usual mischievous chatter was gone, instead replaced with concerned hushed whispers on the status of missing or suffering classmates. Even Dominic’s fellow carnivores started to fear if they were next to suffering this mystery stomach bug.
Dominic himself meanwhile couldn’t understand why this wasn’t hilarious. Just thinking of how many crying nerds were probably at the nurse’s office needing a new pair of pants should have made him laugh, but it didn’t! Instead, thinking about it made him want to curl up under his desk, it made him wish everything was back to normal already, but of course nothing changed, and that heavy weight in his chest lingered with him all day. Not even the liberating bell marking the end of school was enough to raise his spirits, and the brief chatter of his victorious rematch only made that weight heavier. On the ride home, he felt quite like how he did yesterday, but why? He won…
“Hey Mom?” Dominic decided to swallow his pride, girls are supposed to know a lot about feelings, right? “What do you do when you do something bad, and you wish you didn’t do it?”
“Something bad?” She raised an eyebrow. “You aren’t getting into fights again are you?”
“No…”
“Then what happened dear?”
“I was…really mean to someone.”
“Was it a girl?” His father asked playfully.
“No.” Not even his dad’s cheesiness could help raise his spirts.
“Well, you should apologize.” Ouch. Hearing his mother say that last word made something die inside of him. “And maybe do something nice for them, like writing a card or getting them something they like.”
“A…card?” Of all the things he had witnessed today, that suggestion was more nauseating than all of it combined.
“It’s a great way of showing you’re really sorry.”
Dominic couldn’t, he just couldn’t. A small part of his ego reminded him this only started because Danny bumped into him first. If anything, they were even now. Yeah, what was he so guilty for? That humiliation was exactly what Danny deserved, just as much as Dominic felt that unfortunate Monday, with a little extra to teach him not to step in his path. Plus, it wasn’t anything Danny wasn’t used to. It was the same crushing, soul eating humiliation that he had suffered at the rath of Dominic and his friends the Friday before that, and the day before that…and before that…and probably tomorrow too…probably even worse given today’s events…oh jeez. That pain he felt yesterday…is that what Danny goes through everyday? Hmmm…better make that freakin’ card.
The next day Dominic got up extra early. Scarred by Monday’s mess, he was perfectly diligent in making sure he was dressed and ready far earlier than he needed to be, that and he wanted to be early to school this time. He needed to do something that he…really didn’t want many to see. 
He waited in the hallway, about 20 minutes before class, a bag held behind his back. He growled at and shooed away any cretins that wanted comment on yesterday or ask why he was nervously scanning the halls. 
Soon, he saw those tell-tale brown bunny ears and fluffy tail bobbing down the hallway. As Danny passed others in the hallway, he visibly cringed and frowned at their chuckles and comments. Seems like he really needed some reassurance. “Danny! Danny!” He called out in a heightened whisper. 
The box boy paused and flinched upon realizing it was the big bad wolf from yesterday. “Dom-” Dominic grabbed paw and started pulling him along before he could finish a single word.  “No, please! I-” He panicked, wasn’t yesterday torture enough?
“Ssshhhhhh! I’m not gonna do anything, just…follow me real quick.” He pulled Danny around a quiet corner. By the time he let go his paws and knees were shaking, a pink shade on his face. Danny looked at him sideways. Ugh, what’s wrong with him? He’s a wolf! A wolf who pulled off the crime of the century while still in elementary school, this shouldn’t scare him! 
He gulped and held his bag out while looking away. “Here.”
Danny hesitated. “What…what is this?”
“It-it’s yours.” Dominic said still looking away.
“This is another trick…” Danny started taking steps back.
“No it’s not! I mean, I never tricked you in the first place, b-but, now we’re even.” Danny still hesitated, frustrating the wolf trying to make up for his misdeeds. “Just take it!” 
“Ok, ok!” Danny nervously received his gift and peeked inside. “Snacks and…a card?”
“Yeah. Ok, bye now.” He was more than ready to put this moment behind him.
“Wait, are you apologizing?”
“No! I didn’t do anything…except…uh, accidentally pull your pants down…but you made me pee my pants!” Dominic froze and reached to cover his mouth. “I-I mean, you didn’t really make me-”
“But this card says, ‘I’m sorry.’” It was literally the only words on insides of the paper.
Dominic snatched the card from his paws, his cheeks burning. “You weren’t supposed to read that yet!” He realized he had frightened his chubby foe against a wall and backed off. “Um…here.” He slipped it back in the bag, avoid eye contact.
“T-thanks…”
“Yeah.”
The two shared an awkward moment of silence, the closest thing they’ve had a real moment of bonding. “So, uh, see you in class Dominic.”
“Bye.” As the box walked away, Dominic exhaled. Ah…what a painful process. But now, everything was even, and he could go back to laughing at ne-
“Hey!” Danny’s voice yelled.
“What’s wrong? Whatchu hiding down there little guy?” A voice shouted amongst laughter.
“Stop, please!”
“Come on little bunny, if you’re gonna use the boy’s bathroom, we gotta make sure you’re a boy!”
Dominic peeked around the corner. A group of fellow meat eaters grabbed Danny and were attempting to pants him amongst a crowd. The tiger working at Danny’s belt even had a magnifying glass in his other paw. That’s actually…a really nice touch, and would be hillarous but…dangit, Dominic had just cleared his conscience. 
He ran through the crowd. He easily threw the tiger working on Danny’s belt to the floor, and then whipped around to pants the surprised cougar holding Danny’s arms back. The crowd, including his former teammate tiger burst into laughter. This cougar shouldn’t be one to talk, his uncut fleshy member was nothing impressive. Not as tiny as Danny, but nothing to proudly flaunt in public either. “Dude!” He shouted, bright red at what should’ve been an ally wolf.
“Hehehe, it’s smaller than my thumb.”
“Ewww, worm!”
“I think he needs the magnifying glass!” Voices mocked around him.
The cougar sloppily whipped his pants back on and ran away from the scornful cubs. Even Danny got a good chuckle out of it while refixing his pants. It was nice to be on the other side for once. “Thanks Dominic.” He said with a full grateful smile. 
“Yeah, sure.” He responded shortly and quickly walked off to class, feeling flustered. He can’t believe he just stuck up for a herbnerd, well, half of one at least. It felt weird, but also, kinda nice? Maybe this is that feeling adults talk about when they say to do good things. It’s a feeling that’ll some getting used too. But for the time being, Dominic’s conscience was finally officially cleared, and that good karma should start rolling in.
“Dominic! There you are.” His teacher called his attention the second he stepped in the class. “You’re wanted in the principal’s office.” She said, handing him a special pass.
“What?! I just got here, I didn’t do anything!”
“Someone found our bathroom pass in the lunchroom kitchen yesterday,” She lowered her voice sternly. “They have some questions for you.” Welp.
Dominic’s “perfect” crime turned out to be anything but. Leaving the bathroom pass in enemy lines was sloppy enough, but forgetting to check for security cameras was just plain stupid. The janitor could also easily identify the fiber and laxative cartons left jammed in the, uh, unused clogged toilets. Putting all three together equals a wolf guilty of poisoning an entire school and sentenced to expulsion with no parole. 
Or at least it would have been expulsion if not for his parents getting involved, and Dominic’s begrudging agreement to volunteer for school events and a commitment to giving up his life of terrorizing herbnerds. Oh well, at least he still won in the eyes of his loser classmates. And maybe, just maybe, he may have made a friend too.