You turn around and walk into the room where the kids are sitting watching TV. As you watch them, you notice a rancid smell. You scan the 4 children to see which one pooped there diapers. You look at Kate, she's holding a teddy bear and sucking on her thumb. You see there is no evidence of her messing. Then Mary and Steve, which are both asleep leaning on each other. Then you look at Tommy. He's bouncing up and down and you see lumps coming out of the back of his diaper.
"Ah, so it's him," You say, going over to him, "Come here rascal!" You say, picking him up and throwing him over your shoulders.
"What?!" He giggles.
"Time to go change that diapee!" You announce, shaking him.
As you bounce him up and down on your shoulders you notice he stops laughing and you hear him grunt. Then you turn around and hear a sudden "FRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRP" as he lets loose, his diaper filling, growing bigger by the minute. Then he stops and you lay him down at the changing table.
You go to open up the flap when you notice that there held together by the poop. Then you hear a "SPLURT" as he fills his diaper even more.
"Calm down!" You exlaim "Only one at a time!"
You manage to get his diaper off. Wiping him down and putting another diaper on him.
As you send him back to the living room, you sit back down, watching the kids like a hawk, "Don't want anything like THAT happening again"
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