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It's a Gas!

It was almost nighttime right now in Furtopia and Wilker was busy watching TV along with Daran, who had just finished eating another large tub of chili. While watching television, Daran's stomach growled loudly again and the infant dragon giggled to himself.

"Hey, do you wanna see one of my tricks?!"

"Does this have to do with your gas again?"

"...Maybe...maybe not..."

"Well so far I haven't seen you do anything impressive except fart in the bed to the point where the building could explode if I light a match."

"But Da-da! I have to show you my trick now while I can!"

"Do you really have to show me this very second?"

"Yes!"

Wilker sighed and turned over to look at Daran. "All right, let's see it. Can you blow smoke rings from your mouth?"

"No..."

"Can you breathe fire from your nose? I've always wanted to see a flaming snot bubble for some reason."

"No..."

"Can you hover in the air with your tail like a helicopter?"

"No!"

"So what's your special talent?"

"I'll show you!"

Daran turned around and started grunting really hard, shutting his eyes and gritting his teeth. His diaper was jiggling a little bit and Wilker could hear Daran's stomach gurgling loudly and churning.

"What're you doing?"

"Silly Da-da, I'm showing you my special talent!"

Daran resumed grunting and sighed heavily before he took two deep breathes. Then he lifted his tail and started grunting just as hard as before, making Wilker cock an eyebrow in confusion. That's when everything became very clear to Wilker and he realized he should've gotten a gasmask before he witnessed Daran perform his "special talent." Daran blew out two farts and sighed heavily again before relaxing his bowels and widening his butt hole. Daran giggled and let out a horrible fart before a loud squish was heard and the air began to stink of excrement. Wilker groaned and plugged his nose, backing away from the small dragon as he started pooping in his diaper.

"Heh heh! I made a stinky!!" shouted Daran happily.

Daran lifted his leg and farted horribly again and started pooping profusely into his diaper, exhaling with relief and laughing as the diaper jiggled and slowly filled up with more and more dragon dung. Wilker observed the dragon defecating, watching as his white diaper turned light brown. In fact, Wilker could see a couple of multi-colored chunks inside his diaper and was wondering just what was inside the chili he ate earlier that day. As his diaper filled up, Wilker heard a loud hiss and saw something squirt to the bottom of the diaper, because the diaper became very moist and Wilker could clearly see liquid ready to drip everywhere.

"Okay, stop! I get it; your special talent's pooping! Now stop before you get the couch covered in diarrhea!"

"Oh, you mean this couch?"

Daran sat down and sighed as he blew a giant fart from his behind and his posterior began to leak, dousing the couch cushion with liquid excrement. Wilker shouted with frustration and grabbed Daran, sitting him on the counter of his sink to prevent him from leaking onto the cushion.

"Now stay there!" commanded Wilker.

Daran laughed and lifted his legs while he laid on his back, blasting another giant fart and defecating into his diaper some more. Wilker groaned and took out his cellphone, calling his good friend Rory.

"Yo, what's up?"

"I need you to come down here right now!"

"Why? Did the dragon claw your eyes out?"

"No...but thank you for pointing out that possibility in the future. Can you bring diapers here ASAP?"

Rory started laughing over the phone. "The dragon's messing up his diaper?!"

"Yeah, and I don't have any fresh ones!"

"Why is this my problem?"

"Because Daran-"

"Who's Daran?"

"...That's what I named him."

Rory scoffed. "That's a stupid name for a dragon."

"SHUT UP!! I need some frickin' diapers down here ASAP! You know how much this guy has packed in his colon?!"

"It can't be that much."

"I swore I saw some bacon bits from the outside of his diaper and he's still pooping! He's been goin' for the past five minutes!"

Wilker glanced over at Daran and saw him sticking his butt out and breaking wind over and over again, filling the diaper with more poo and giggling like an idiot.

"Wow, I bet your house stinks like crazy."

"No shit. Now get your ass down here before I'm knee deep in dragon dung!"

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Twenty minutes later, Rory arrived at Wilker's house with a fresh set of diapers.

"Okay, I got the-"

Rory dropped the diapers and began to cough violently as he breathed in the horrible odor of flatulence and dung. He looked over at Wilker's sink and saw the dragon with a brown bloated diaper that looked like it would pop if he poked it with his claw.

"Whoa!! What did you eat Daran?!"

Wilker sighed. "Thank God, I thought you'd never get here. Now let's change his diaper before he starts pooping again."

"What do you mean 'Let's'? I just came here to bring the diapers! I'm not touching any part of his scaly derriere!"

"Fine, I'll just dump what's inside his diaper on your car in the morning and you can drive to work with everyone criticizing how your automobile stinks of dragon poop. And judging by the size of his diaper, your windshield will break when I throw the diaper on your car."

Rory grumbled to himself. "Fine, I'll change his stinky diaper."

Wilker and Rory walked up to Daran and his loaded stinky diaper and sighed heavily, not knowing where to start.

"Okay...so first we gotta unstrap the diaper-"

"What do you mean 'We'?"

"You must really want you car to stink of dragon crap!"

Rory grumbled again and grabbed one of the straps that kept the diaper fastened to Daran's butt.

"Okay, on three. One-"

Rory and Wilker shouted when the diaper fell apart on its own and revealed the grimy mess that Daran made. All of the excrement was steamy hot and reeked of dirty dragon bottoms, rotten eggs and sewage waste. Rory and Wilker started coughing with their arms over their mouths and held their noses.

"Well...now that that's done...let's throw the diaper away."

"NO!! I wanna keep it!" whined Daran.

"Why?"

"It's like a pride thing Wilker. When Daran gets older, he can brandish the diaper to everyone and say with a huge grin on his face, 'That's right...I did make that when I was only five!' Didn't you ever save your stinky diapers?" asked Rory.

"No...I don't collect things that smell."

"But it's fun!"

Wilker sighed and rolled his eyes, getting back to the messy diaper. Wilker slowly removed the grimy material from underneath Daran and made sure he carefully tied the diaper into a small sack to prevent the diaper from spilling all of its contents on the floor. Of course, he couldn't stop the leakage, so he had to suspend the diaper over the sink. Wilker sat the diaper in the sink and returned back to Daran. The young dragon giggled again and loud sputtering squishy farts were heard from Daran's derriere. When the two wolves looked at his butt hole, they were disgusted when they saw large logs of poop squeeze its way out of his tailhole and plop on the counter.

"I thought you were already done!!" shouted Wilker.

"Don't you want to have seconds?" asked Daran.

"NO!!"

Rory got a giant baby wipe and shoved it under Daran's buttocks so the poop would fall on that instead and he was able to pick up the dirty wipe and chuck in into the trash can after wrapping it into a ball. After Daran stopped defecating, Wilker grabbed his own baby wipe and cleaned up the counter with it before he wiped Daran's filthy buttocks clean. They sighed after the job was finally finished without a hitch, but when Wilker was about to strap a diaper onto Daran, a fetid yellow liquid squirted into the air and started soaking the wolves' fur.

"What's that smell-OH MY GOD!!"

"EWWWW!!!!"

Wilker ducked from Daran when he started urinating all over Rory and sifted through the cupboard underneath the sink to find something for the pee to be filled in. Wilker got a crock-pot, but as he was going to put it over the flow of urine, he slipped on the floor and the pee flew everywhere. Rory was unsuccessfully blocking himself with the diapers, all of which were expanding in diameter. Daran was busy laughing to himself and aiming all over the place, staining the tiles in the kitchen and soaking the carpet in the living room. Daran finished up his urination and hopped off the counter, running through the house without his diaper on. Wilker and Rory shook themselves clean and groaned loudly.

"You know what, you can go ahead and dump that diaper on my car. At least people won't be telling me I reek of dragon pee if you do."

"Don't worry about that! We gotta find him before something else bad disgusting happens."

"It's just a baby dragon! He's got claws, but other than that, what can he do?"

"He's not wearing a diaper and he's incontinent."

"...That can't be good."

Wilker ran into the hallway and turned on the light where he found part of Daran's tail in the doorway of his room quickly vanish like a cockroach. Wilker ran into his room and turned on all of the lights when he saw Daran resting his butt on his pillow.

"Don't you dare fart on my pillow! I sleep on that Daran!"

Daran smiled widely and lifted his tail.

"Daran..."

The infant dragon sighed and let loose a muffled fart into the pillow, laughing in a raucous tone and shaking his butt into the pillow so the smell would forever be stuck inside the material.

"That's it! No ice cream for you tomorrow!"

Daran ignored him and ran underneath Wilker where he hopped into a closet and started jumping up the shelves, hiding in-between a set of towels. Wilker huffed and started reaching in the closet.

"Get your scaly hide down from there!"

Wilker heard faint snickering from beyond and a large stream of golden liquid splashed all over his face, soaking his fur with musky dragon urine.

"You got peed on by a dragon." chuckled Rory, who saw what happened to Wilker.

"Okay, since you're so smart, why don't you get him down from there?"

Rory walked over to the closet and extended his arms into the air.

"Now let's give Uncle Rory a big ole hug, shall we?"

Daran jumped from the closet and landed right on top of Rory's head, causing him to scream and run around in circles.

"GET YOUR CLAWS OUT OF MY SCALP DARAN!!"

It wasn't that Daran purposely meant to hurt Rory, but his claws were pretty big and sharp and they were notorious for getting stuck in soft, fleshy material. Rory screamed again and ran into the kitchen, grabbing a frying pan out of the cupboard.

"Don't hit the dragon with the frying pan!"

"Why not?! He's puncturing my head!!"

"He's not even two years old! You're probably gonna kill him if you do that!"

Rory started raising the frying pan up and down, wielding it like a baseball bat.

"Are you really that stupid?"

"Yes."

Rory bashed the pan against his head in order to get the dragon, but Daran jumped off at the last second and landed on the counter. As the pan made contact with his face, Rory heard a loud gong and moaned in a slurry voice, passing out after a few seconds. Daran was laughing his scaly butt off and Wilker took this opportunity to trap Daran inside a crock-pot, slamming it over Daran and trapping him between the pot and the counter like a rat or bunny.

"WHEW!! Now...you're getting a bath."

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Wilker was busy scrubbing Daran's head in the kitchen sink filled with warm water and soap.

"Da-da...is Uncle Rory dead?"

"No, he's just sleeping...and very, very stupid."

"OOH, OOH, OOH!! You want to see my other trick? I'm a whiz at making bubbles in the water!"

"Is that so? Let's see what you got!"

"OKAY!"

Daran grunted very hard to the point where his face turned red and before Wilker knew it, muffled wet flatulence was heard in the sink, creating several large bubbles and making Daran giggle.

"See? Look at all the bubbles!!!"

"You're not eating chili anymore."