Kazard went to prepare some food, wanting to hydrate and snack up to see what would happen were he to mess again that day. I hope now that I’m apparently going to get absolutely no sexual relief I can at least stop announcing myself… he mused to himself grumpily.
His thoughts were grim as he flopped in front of the couch, flicking the television on and digging into the chips and dip he had prepared, guzzling down an entire liter of soda in almost one go.
He had been drifting off a few hours later, when a familiar feeling entered his mind. A second later he sprang upright, his tails lifting behind him and loudly he proclaimed with great confidence in his voice.
“I’m making very big poopies in my baby diapers right now!”