The shart fic

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This story was written by my good friend while we were video chatting. Enjoy...? (Twenty One Pilots BTW XD)
Then, I hear a small puff of air come from behind him, followed by a
disgusting smell. As I cover my nose, his face becomes bright red.
“I might have sharted…” He says.
“Josh, AGAIN?” Tyler asks, offended.
Josh looks over to him and clears his throat, “Can you clean me up please?”
Tyler pulls off to the side of the road and gets out a changing table, setting
up the wipes and fresh diapers.
“C‛mon Josh, take off you pants.”
Josh sighs and gets out of the car, shuffling with his filled pants over to
Tyler to get a new diaper. I get out and throw up on the side of the road because I noticed the poop juice all over my face and clothes.
“You can‛t keep doing this! You‛re running out of pants and underwear, Josh.
I thought we potty trained you well last month!” Tyler rants, wiping Josh‛s dirty crack.
“hoe.”
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I'm not sorry for posting this, ok? This was written by cabbageattack thanks hoe. I'll have the real chapter up soon. Anyway, thank you for reading and I will see you in the next chapter. BU-BYE!
~Chey♡

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