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**iamjohndoe** · April 10th, 16, 05:55 AM

Asriel threw his soiled pants in the trash. He knew it was only a matter of time until he was discovered, and he knew that was for the best; if he was sick, he needed his mom to help him. But he was still too embarrassed to talk about it. He bent over and looked between his legs, trying to see if he was bleeding, and to his shock he saw a hole between his butt cheeks, which was now filthy with brown mush.

(Think the leftmost picture in https://inkbunny.net/submissionview.php?id=1046213)

He turned away from the mirror and put on a new pair of pants. Maybe Frisk would know something about this? He unlocked the door and found Frisk in the living room. He sat down next to them and held Frisk's hand, hoping he didn't smell too bad.

**diokno44** · April 10th, 16, 06:00 AM

Frisk felt something touch his hand. He looked over, and found Asriel. "Hey As," Frisk smiled. He gently pushed him empty plate away. "What's up lil bro?" He asked.

**iamjohndoe** · April 10th, 16, 06:08 AM

Asriel blushed. Frisk was his absolute favorite person in the world, and hearing Frisk talk to him like this made him a lot more comfortable. But then he felt his belly churn and the pressure return, telling him that whatever it was wasn't done. But he didn't know what to do about it. "Can we play a game?" he asked, desperate for a distraction.

**diokno44** · April 10th, 16, 06:39 AM

"Sure, hide and seek?" Frisk asked, smiling warmly. He stood up, dressed in a pair of shorts, some sandals, and a dark green shirt. There was a large vineyard/cornfield in the back of their house. "I'll seek, you hide." He playfully elbowed Asriel, and headed out. He placed his head against the wall, and began to count.

**iamjohndoe** · April 10th, 16, 08:20 PM

Asriel hoped that this game would help distract him from his predicament. He ran outside into the vineyard and found a good place to hide, nestled between one of the vines and the wall of a storage shed. He had to crouch down to hide better, and this put him into a squat.

The feeling was returning, and is instincts told him he should stop trying to resist it. A flushed band crossed his face as he began to grunt softly, the sound and smell of several brassy farts filling the air.

**diokno44** · April 10th, 16, 08:27 PM

"Ready or not, here I come!" Frisk called out, grinning. He peeked into the house, and waved to Toriel, who waved back. She mouthed for them not to go too far from the house, which he replied that they wouldn't. As he picked his way through the corn and grape vines, his nose twitched. "Hmmm." He made his way through and found Asriel filling his pants. A noticeable buldge was slowly growing, and sagging. "As?" He asked, mouth agape.

**iamjohndoe** · April 10th, 16, 08:29 PM

Once Asriel began, he couldn't hold back. He continued to push, even as he felt the sagging in his pants, even after he noticed that Frisk had found him. He continued to push, feeling whatever it was slide out of him and fill his pants. He adjusted his stance, spreading his legs to make the deed easier.

"Don't look at me, Frisk," he said, blushing. "I think I'm sick..."

**diokno44** · April 10th, 16, 08:33 PM

"You're not sick As." Frisk smiled, patting him on the shoulder. "I almost forgot its been awhile since you weren't well, a flower." He led him back into the house, and explained the situation to Toriel.

Toriel let out a soft giggle, like wind chimes. "Oh, I'm sorry, it must have slipped my mind." She bent down, "Asriel, you know how, when monsters eat things, everything gets broken down? Well, with non-monsters, such as humans, some things aren't, and the body has to expel them. That's what happened."

**iamjohndoe** · April 10th, 16, 08:41 PM

(Hang on, can we have Frisk and As talk for a little bit before brining Toriel into it?)

"I'm not sick?" Asriel asked, confused. He left Frisk take his hand, but he resisted when Frisk tried to lead him. "I don't want to tell Mom," he confessed. "I just want to tell you, Frisk. Can you... can you look at it for me?"

**diokno44** · April 10th, 16, 08:43 PM

(Oh sure)

"Uh, Ok. I guess." Frisk said, inhaling deeply. He pulled out the back of Asriel's shorts and underwear. He put his hand over his mouth, as the stench was rather overwhelming. He coughed, and took a peek. Nestled inside, and slightly smashed, was a warm mound of poop. It was a lighter shade of brown. Some liquidy poop coated both Asriel's rump, and the underwear. "Wow, you really did a number on these. But no, you aren't sick."