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And that led to thinking, which led to this. My mind is an enigma haha\n\nAnd yeah, I might be into scat, [i]just[/i] a little. Sorry to anyone who doesn't like this, wanted to try something new and I don't intend on doing it that much. But on the bright side, I made an alternate omo scenario with the same characters right [url=https://inkbunny.net/s/2489761]here[/url]\n\nLet me know what you think!","description_bbcode_parsed":"A while ago I found out rottweilers and dobermans don't naturally have short tails. And that led to thinking, which led to this. My mind is an enigma haha

And yeah, I might be into scat, just a little. Sorry to anyone who doesn't like this, wanted to try something new and I don't intend on doing it that much. But on the bright side, I made an alternate omo scenario with the same characters right here

Let me know what you think!","writing":" On a rainy early morning, the master of the house did his usual tasks. After getting dressed and grabbing a cup of coffee, he poured out three servings of food and water for his trio of rottweiler pups. He gave each of a pat on the head and went off to work.\n\n The pups, each identical anthro triplets, would trot to their bowls for their breakfast. Jack always strived to be the good-est of good boys, and although he much preferred the table scraps and treats his owner so graciously awarded them, he was grateful for their standard bagged dry food and intended to leave his bowl clean. Jace, the meek and nervous member of the trio always feared making mistakes, often following his brothers' actions for guidance. The standard dog food was neither his favorite, but Jack was digging in and he was pretty hungry, so he might as well make the best of it. Jake on the other hand, was completely bored with dog food and barely gave his bowl a glance after their master left. The troublemaker of the group, Jake wasn't afraid to find his own ways to get what he wants. And this morning Jake wanted good food. So, he shunned his untouched bowl and went sniffing around the kitchen in search of better eats. Jace, curious about his brother's exploration and eager for something more appetizing, followed in tow.\n\n As the pups were capable of standing on two legs and using their handpaws, their master took extra caution when leaving them alone. He made sure to only keep food in the highest cabinets, locked snack drawers, and used extra slick anti-paw grip refrigerator bars. Jake had learned of these tricks through days of foiled pantry robberies, but he always held hope for unnoticed food scraps left on the floor. Unfortunately, today the floor was left bare. He even checked the trash, but alas it was freshly replaced with a clean bag.\n\n Jace noticed his brother's scowl upon pulling his head out of the garbage pail and concluded the kitchen was barren. He was about to head back to finish his humble bowl of dog food when a sweet scent caught his nose. He followed the scent out of the kitchen into the living room. He gasped, he couldn't believe his eyes. Right there on the coffee table in front of the couch was a cake. A plain round white iced cake, moderately decorated with frosting along its borders. Jace circled it, first on all fours, then up on two feet. His dot eyebrows scrunched, his head tilted, paws on his hips. He tried to be inquisitive, but his tail was already starting to wag. This just can't be real! \"Guys, guys!'' He called out. \"Come quick!''\n\n \"What?'' Jake grumbled bitterly as he walked in, still sulking over breakfast. As soon as his eye caught the beauty on the table, his grumpy expression snapped into one of ravenous excitement. \n\n \"You think we're allowed to eat it?'' Jace asked his now nearly drooling brother.\n\n \"Huh? Oh yeah, yeah, sure.'' Jake replied, barely trying to reassure him.\n\n \"What happened? You guys didn't finish yo-'' Jack gasped and launched upright on 2 feet. \"Is that cake!?''\n\n \"Yeah! And we're gonna eat it!'' Jace chirped. \"Ya' want some?''\n\n \"No, don't!'' He launched to pull back Jake from essentially face planting straight into it. \"That's not ours!''\n\n Jake growled, annoyed and hungry. \"How do you know? Why else would Dad leave a cake out?''\n\n \"I dunno...it might be for us...'' Jack eyed the cake, its sugary white frosting tempting a few tail wags out of him. \"But Dad didn't say we could eat it, and he already left us food. You know how mad he gets when we eat stuff were not supposed to.''\n\n Jace's ears lowered, he backed away from the cake not wanting to risk his owner's wrath. Jake however was undeterred. \"Fine, so let me and Jace eat it, and if Dad gets upset, I'll tell him you didn't eat any, so you won't get in trouble.''\n\n \"No you won't! You'll just pin it on me again!''\n\n \"What? I've never done that before.''\n\n Jack's eyes narrowed. He proceeded to list all the times Jake had either made a mess, eaten off the kitchen counter, or marked territory indoors and framed his brothers for the crime. It usually ended with a petty squabble between the trio and their master giving them all a collective punishment. \n\n \"Oh yeah...'' Jake chuckled. ``But those were kinda funny.''\n\n \"No they weren't!'' Jack shouted, ready to pounce on his annoying sibling.\n \n \"Ok, ok, I promise not to lie this time. Now let me eat, I'm hungry!'' Jake again reached out for that heavenly cake, only to have his paws smacked down.\n\n \"No! I'm not getting in trouble `cause of you again!'' Jack jumped in front of the table holding his arms out.\n\n Jace nervously watched on. Their eyes narrowed, teeth bared. He didn't want them to fight over a stupid cake, they could just eat the breakfast their master left. Even if did look so sweet and tasty...and \n\n A soft splat broke the tension. Jack turned around, a large swipe was visible across the surface of the frosting, going deep enough to expose the cake itself. Strands of black fur lodged in its dent. He covered his mouth in shock. \"Noooo!'' The culprit was his own frosting smothered tail, an unfortunate flick seemed to be his undoing.\n\n Jake busted into a laugh. \"Oooooohhh, you're gonna get it!'' \n\n \"No, no!'' Jack shook while holding his guilty tail. \"It was just an accident! Y-you made me do it! If you never tried eating it, I would've n-never had to-''\n\n \"Don't worry Jack, it's ok.'' Jake gave his brother a pity headpat to pause his panic attack. \"You ruined the cake, there's no turning back.''\n\n \"No! It's not too late! I could just...kinda...smooth the frosting over-''\n\n \"Jack, you ruined it. Just look at it!'' Jack looked again at the damage he inflicted. His ears drooped, it did look pretty bad. \"But, I can make a deal with you.'' Jake wrapped an arm around his brother. \"If you let me and Jace eat the cake, Dad will never know you ruined it, and you won't get in trouble.''\n\n \"But...but.'' Jack stuttered. He was on the edge of tears just imagining how disappointed his dear human would be. He worked extra hard putting all his toys away, keeping clean between bath times, and made sure to chase all those evil squirrels off the porch. His master expected so much better from him, he'd probably never even look at him the same way again. \"I don't know Jake...Jake?'' His sibling had disappeared from his shoulder. \"Hey!'' He quickly found his pair of brothers chowing down with paws full of ravaged cake.\n\n Jace looked up like a deer in headlights, his muzzle smeared with frosting and crumbs. \"Jake said it's Ok to eat...'' He said quietly. Jack only responded with an angry pouting stare.\n\n \"C'mon just try it so you can stop being cranky.'' Jake held out a sloppy paw full of cake.\n\n Jack could clearly see that at this point all was lost. If he was gonna get in trouble, he might as well enjoy his last official moments of being a good boy. He gave his bro's offering a single lick. His eyes widened, it was good. The frosting was sweet, silky, and smooth. The cake was soft, moist, and even still a little warm. It was far too well prepared for a lowly puppy. Jack frankly didn't deserve it, but he couldn't stop himself from gobbling more.\n\n The cake was gone in the matter of minutes. In the midst of licking the frosting off his paws, Jack jumped as something wet enveloped his tail. He turned to see Jace on the floor behind him, happily licking the remains of the initial accident off his tail. \"Jace, ewwww!'' Jack giggled. \"That's attached to my butt!''\n\n \"[i]Ith tathe good![/i]'' Jace responded with a mouth full of tail.\n\n After his impromptu tail cleaning, Jack took the empty cakepan to the sink. He knew that's where his master put dirty dishes and that small act of courtesy was the least he could do right now. With no more cake left, the feeling of guilt dropped on him like an anvil. In all the dog years spent under his master's loving care he never betrayed his trust like this, he was no better than a mangy junkyard dog, or a cat...or[i] Jake[/i]. He went back to the livingroom and despondently plopped himself between his stuffed siblings.\n\n \"That was good.'' Jake sighed, leaning back.\n\n \"Yeah...'' Jack agreed quietly.\n\n \"Do you really think we'll get in trouble?'' Jace asked.\n\n \"Eh, probably.'' Jake remarked. Jack whined in response. \"Don't worry bro, getting in trouble isn't that bad. Just maybe an hour in the cage, and a few days without treats, and uuuh...oh! And no squeaky toy for a week.''\n\n \"I like the squeaky toy...'' Jack sank further into the couch.\n\n \"You just gotta take your mind off it...I know! Let's watch some cartoons.''\n\n \"Cartoons...'' Jack's ears rose slightly. Cartoons sounded nice. Something to help prepare for the blow of a squeakless week.\n\n Jake, not really knowing how to use the remote, open pawed slapped some buttons until they arrived at the cartoon channel as promised. The trio had settled in, the adrenaline of the great cake devouring gradually wearing off over time. They still several hours left before their master comes home to potentially punish them. Jack had become content with this situation, although somewhere deep inside of him he was still convinced it wasn't entirely his fault. Nevertheless, he accepted his fate. The pitter-patter of rain on the windows brought him to the edge of a mid-morning nap, when something felt...odd.\n\n His eyes briefly opened back up. He felt just a bit bloated. Hmmm...perhaps just a bite too much cake for one day, serves him right. Oh well. Just try to nap it off... [i]Frrrrrrt![/i]\n\n Jack's eyes shot back open. Both of his siblings lurched up and stared back at him. \"Ewwwww!'' They cried in union, Jace out of genuine disgust, Jake just to tease.\n\n \"Oops!'' Jack blushed. \"'Cuse me.''\n\n \"That was huge!'' Jake chuckled. \"Bet I could do a louder one!'' He leaned over and barely had to push to produce a huge ripping fart.\n\n \"Ugh!'' Jack groaned, while Jace whined loudly and pinched his nose in protest. \n\n Jake laughed himself breathless. \"Wait, wait!'' He raised his leg and pushed out two more poots.\n\n \"Stoooooop!'' Jace howled, muffled by his own paws.\n\n \"I'm gonna punch you if you don't stop!'' Jack shouted, covering his nose with one paw, and making a fist with the other.\n\n \"Ok, ok...'' Jake wheezed, catching his breath. \"Wait, I got one more!''\n\n \"No!'' Jake went against his brothers' pleas and let out another short blast.\n\n Jack growled, ready to ram his fist into Jake's face, when suddenly he felt his stomach bubbling again. He instead decided to lean over and aim a wet throaty fart at him. \"Take that!''\n\n \"Gross!'' Jake coughed in between laughs.\n\n \"Sorry Jace.'' Jack said to his other brother, who was nearly curled into a ball trying to shield against the stink. \"I guess the cake made us gassy.''\n\n \"Yeah, my belly feels funny.'' Jake added, followed a squeaking push of gas.\n\n \"Jake!'' Jack had to retaliate with his own self produced thunder. \n\n Jace groaned, both out of the smell and his own building pressure. But he was determined to hold it in, even as the two other pup's fart war continued. He trembled against the harsh cramping in his tummy.\n\n Eventually Jack and Jake had no more ammo to throw at each other, yet their bellies kept churning. \"Ugh...'' Jake rubbed his aching stomach. \"What was in that cake!?''\n\n \"That's what we get for eating it.'' Jack responded in a defeated tone. The sounds of loud gurgles and whining from his other sibling caught his ear. \"You Ok Jace?''\n\n Jace sat tense, holding his stomach with a pained look on his face. \"My tummy...'' He moaned, \"I'm gassy too...but I don't wanna let it out.''\n\n \"You can go into the hallway if you don't want us to hear it.''\n\n \"I can't move or...it'll slip out.'' Jace blushed.\n\n \"It's Ok-'' Jack was cut off by a sharp pain in his stomach. He winced, holding his midsection. \"Ow...D-don't hold it in. I won't make fun of you.'' He didn't want his brother to feel the same pain he felt.\n\n Jace whined quietly against a fast rising pressure, he couldn't hold it back. He shut his eyes as a long rumbling fart began to rock the couch cushion below him. Jack, trying his best to be a supportive brother silently stiffened against the awkwardness and resulting stink. Conversely, Jake started a soft tittering chuckle, as his stomach couldn't suffice a laugh of higher strength. \n\n When Jace's flatulence finally came to an end he sighed contently, cheeks bright pink. For a moment it felt like he was floating, all of the bloating pain in his belly had disappeared with one blast. He basked in his newfound relief while it lasted, as it seemed within a minute the sharp cramps came screaming back. Jace almost hopped off the couch, the sudden pain was so jarring.\n\n \"Jace?'' Jack reached out to touch his brother's shoulder, but the moment he released his ailing stomach, he felt his own revival of pain. He groaned, curling up slightly to hold himself. He had no more gas left to push out, but there was heavy pressure building in his lower gut. Something else was trying to come out and it wasn't keen on waiting. \"I think I need to go out...'' Jack announced as he peeled himself off the couch.\n\n \"Hehehe...you gonna take a dump Jack?'' Jake teased in a weak voice, overcome by his raging guts.\n\n \"Shut up...'' Jack said, waddling towards the backyard doggy door.\n\n Another pang hit Jake, making him lean up against the pain. \"Oh...I think I gotta go too.'' His knees started shaking, his body trying to prompt him to start pushing right there on the couch.\n\n \"Me three.'' Jace barely mumbled, shivering against the growing pressure in his belly. \n\n Jack came waddling back through the living room still holding his stomach. His head was soaking wet, perhaps explaining his bitter expression. \"What happened to you?'' Jake chuckled.\n\n \"It's still raining,'' Jack grumbled. \"I'm gonna use the toilet instead.''\n\n \"Please hurry!'' Jace called out, rocking back and forth in his seat, the pressure in his colon becoming unbearable. He couldn't determine if the sensation pushing at his bottom was a harmless fart, but he knew he couldn't hold it much longer.\n\n \"Ah!'' Jake wrapped both his arms around his stomach. A heavy cramp made him arch his back. His bowels seemed to have started a movement without permission, desperate to relieve itself of the painful burden. \"Uh-oh!'' He hopped off the couch and started to dash for the toilet, blowing past Jack.\n\n \"Hey!'' Jack sped up through his pain.\n\n \"I'm gonna blow!'' Jake shouted, feeling slick silent farts slipping out of him with every other step.\n\n Watching Jake skip the informal bathroom line was enough to trigger Jace's bowels to protest. He yipped as he felt his body squeeze downwards. He hopped up and held the sides of his rump as he followed suit along the conga line to the bathroom.\n\n The trio's master had prepared for rainy day emergencies by taking advantage of the pups' anthro form and teaching them to use the toilet. However, he didn't have a backup plan for all of the pups having emergencies at once during inclement weather. So when Jake took the unbreakable lead to the bathroom, the others could only beg their colons for some mercy.\n\n \"That's not fair!'' Jack yelled, still cradling his abdomen. \"I was going first!''\n\n \"Shoulda been faster!'' Jake swung through the bathroom door and immediately hopped up on the toilet seat, claiming his throne. \"Woah...'' He gasped to himself. The seat had the effect of slightly spreading his rump, instantly opening the door to the sludge gates. The waste inside him started move downwards fast. Too short to reach the floor, his footpaws twitched and trembled in the air at the sensation.\n\n \"Get up!'' Jack pulled at his shoulder, while Jace could only whine and potty dance awaiting his turn.\n\n \"It's coming, it's coming! Shhhhhh!'' Jake could feel it was going to be big. He wanted to show off what a thunderous monster he could be. A smirk grew on his face as he gave the rushing onslaught a further push.\n\n The slimy sounds of sloppy turds escaping his hole grew in intensity as they sped up, each one making a wet smack as they smattered against the toilet. The burst concluded quickly with a loud moist fart that rippled the water below. \"Nuh!'' Jake gasped suddenly, both out of breath and overwhelmed by relief. \"Unf!'' He groaned as he started another push, this time sliding out a long more solid log with wisps of gas puffing around it. \"O-oh my gosh...'' He breathed as it broke off and plopped into the water. \n\n \"Are you done yet?'' Jack asked impatiently, interrupting Jake's zen.\n\n \"Not yet...'' He gave another push and released one more small log, propelled by a sputtering fart. He sighed contently, his bowels finally empty. He wanted to sit on the toilet longer to bask in that heavenly relief, and to enjoy that satisfying feeling of pushing with an empty colon. Well that, and to watch his brothers squirm some more.\n\n Jace paced in place. \"Are you done now Jake?'' He asked, barely masking his panic.\n\n \"Almost, gotta wipe my butt.''\n\n \"Can't you do that while I go?'' His steps grew faster.\n\n \"Just give me one second!'' Jake snickered while slowly reaching for the toilet paper.\n\n \"Hurry! Ngnnn!'' Jace groaned as another round of cramps hit. He grabbed his midsection and crouched to the floor.\n\n \"Jake hurry up!'' Jack shouted, his body tensed and rear clenched to hold back his own needs. He bent over rigidly to give Jace a supporting shoulder tap. \"Just hold on a few more minutes.'' He urged.\n\n \"I-I don't think I can make it.'' He whimpered back.\n\n \"Are you gonna be quick when you go?''\n\n \"Y-yeah.''\n\n \"...You can go in front of me.'' Jack said reluctantly. His own need was feeling more urgent by the second, but he could see his poor brother was much closer to the edge than him.\n\n \"T-thanks.'' Jace looked up with a brief smile, that quickly gave away to grit teeth as he tried to bare through another wave. He shook as he felt pressure grow, the pain nearly making his body go numb. He could feel the waste start to slip down as his desperate muscles weakened. \"Jake!'' He shouted lunging for the toilet. \"I can't hold it!''\n\n \"Just one mo-woah!'' Just as Jake lifted the side of his rear for a wipe, Jace grabbed his arm and threw him off the toilet. He took no time in plopping his fluffy backside on the porcelain. Instantly a deep blast of gas escaped his hole as he sat, making him gasp at that intially relief. \"Ow! You jerk!'' Jake snapped, rubbing his bashed shoulder from the floor.\n\n \"I was about to poop!'' Jace yelled back, showing some courage.\n\n Jack felt some slight calm in knowing that he only had one more pup to wait for, but his body was putting up a hell of a fight to fulfil its needs. He leaned back against the wall, paws folded over his stomach, knock-kneed and with his cheeks clenched for dear life. \n\n \"What are you doing?'' Jake giggled at his spasming brother while casually passing a wad of toilet paper between his butt.\n\n \"Trying to hold it!'' Jack strained in response. He closed his eyes in concentration, bracing himself for the onslaught of smells and sounds from the toilet's new occupant, but was surprised to hear nothing. \"Did you go yet Jace?'' He asked. Perhaps he may have been too desperate to notice it was already his turn.\n\n \"N-no.'' Jace answered quietly.\n\n \"W-what? Why not?'' Jack groaned against his own pain. He could hear Jace's stomach howl and moan its discontent. It's not like he was backed up. \n\n \"I'm...trying.'' After the initial fart, Jace could feel a mild heat blazing his colon. It was the kind of warmth and tightness that only came with diarrhea. He knew the load was gonna be loud. Even as the pain brought tears to his eyes, he struggled to bring himself to push. \n\n Jack narrowed his eyes at him. He sat on the toilet almost daintily. His thighs pressed together, his tail held in his folded paws over his crotch, it was like he was trying to hold it! \"Jace I'm gonna explode if you don't hurry up!''\n\n \n \"S-sorry.'' Not wanting to be at fault of his brother's accident, he gave his colon a gentle push. A trickle of liquid squirted out of his hole. He winced and whined at the burning sensation through his sphincter, as well as resisting his body's demand to blast it out in one big push.\n\n \"Are you...peeing?'' Jack asked, feeling flabbergasted. He rubbed and rubbed his growling tummy as if his paws could magically relieve the pain. \n\n \"No...'' Jace blushed, his stream of diarrhea dying out of stage fright.\n\n \"Hey Jace, could you open your legs real quick?'' Jake held the soiled end of his toilet paper wad at him.\n\n Jace cringed at the sight. He took a breath and tried to clench his sphincter shut as he slowly opened up legs apart. It only took a second for Jake to flick his used toilet paper into the mess of a bowl, but it was far too long for Jace's tired insides. The instant he exhaled, a loud booming fart rocketed a barely solid wet chunk into the water below, spraying the inside of the bowl brown. \"Ah!'' He moaned, before slamming his thighs back together.\n\n \"Are you done yet?'' Jack asked in a pleading voice. He marched in place, hugging himself. \n\n \"No!'' Jace responded, looking down out of embarrassment while Jake cackled. He shivered, his stomach audibly demanding a bigger release. Short toots slipped out of his hole, the pressure literally bubbling out of him.\n\n \"Jace!'' Jack whined. He leaned forward on the sink, his legs crossed in a semi lunge position, squeezing his glutes against the intense ache in his lower body. He could feel the heavy weight of his waste trying to push itself out. Pained noises escaped him, he could barely find the strength to stand. \n\n \"Uh...Jace,'' Jake started ominously, backing away from his spasming brother. ``I think he's `bouta blow!''\n\n \"Mmfh!'' Jace writhed in his seat, suffering the pain of both his waring insides and guilt. \n\n \"[i]Aaah[/i], no, no!'' Jack suddenly screeched. A pressure moved too fast through his intestines for him to even react. He stiffened as a wet and deep fart rumbled out of him. He sighed, shuddering and tears welling in his eyes, that was too close.\n\n Behind him Jake wheezed and fanned the air. \"Ugh! Smells like you pooped yourself!''\n\n \"I'm about to!'' Jack whined as that pressure was replaced with another heavy weight. He could certainly feel that this time the movement slinking its way out was solid. He tensed up again in his position on the sink, pressing his tail between his butt. In the background he could hear Jace still meeping his way through tiny toilet toots. In minutes, if not seconds, he would release all of his foul guts onto the floor. And if the cake won't get him in trouble, that mess surely would. \n\n Jack strained, trying his best not to sob. \"Dangit Jace!'' He howled. Without even moving from his position on the sink, he used one paw to send a jab to Jace's stomach. \n\n \"Aaaah!'' Jace shrieked. That jab broke down the remaining strength his bowels had. His toes curled at the sensation of the hot wet slop that launched out of him, hard bubbling gas slapping his hole in between the bouts of warm slippery filth. He moaned and panted through it, the waste flowing so fast he felt as if it would propel him off the toilet.\n\n \"[i]Oh...haah...[/i]'' When the sludge slowed down Jace was left with the feeling of euphoria. \n\n \"Jace get off!'' Jack screamed through his grit teeth, still frozen on the sink.\n\n \"B-but, I'm not done yet!'' Jace pressed his thighs together. With the main explosions out of the way, there was still a soft log halfway out of him. His brother's attention made him too shy to keep pushing it out.\n\n \"Mmf! Ah!'' Jack launched off the sink, bouncing at his knees and holding his rump so intently he arched his back. \"It's poking out!'' He nearly tackled Jake out of the way to stand, er hunch, over the toilet's current user. \n\n \"Uh...um...'' Jace sunk back onto the toilet, shaking in fear. \"I-I'm, I'm, i-its st-still-'' He tried to warn his brother not to make any rash decisions while he was still going. He unfortunately didn't spit it out quite fast enough.\n\n Jack in one swift move summoned the strength of his wolf ancestors and pried Jace's thighs open. He immediately spun around and bent over, preparing to take advantage of the toilet's new real estate. In the split second before Jack's butt met the toilet seat, Jace could see a snake of a deuce slithering out from his brother's rear. He recoiled as the sides of Jack's rump split his legs open wider and pressed against his privates. \n\n The slimy sound effects and crackling of Jack's already emerging turd were amplified by the toilet bowl. He gripped the edge of the sink to further stabilize himself on his narrow sliver of the toilet seat and finally relaxed his sphincter. Immediately ropes of waste flew out of him without even needing to push. His tongue slipped out of his open mouth, his urgent cramps instantly disappearing, replaced by the soothing feeling of soft logs sliding out of his insides.\n\n In his dreamy state of relief, he let go of the sink and found himself falling forward. \"Woah, woah-'' Jace caught his brother, wrapping his arms around his midsection to keep him stable. \"Wait, wait don't squeeze-'' A few plops along with some gentle toots escaped his hole. \"...Nevermind.'' He blushed. \n\n He pushed to get the rest of the load out, unintentionally also putting pressure on his bladder. He felt a flow starting and pinched the end of his sheath before it could come out. Despite this, spurts of urine leaked their way through his paws and onto the floor. \"Ah, whoops!''\n\n \"Ew.'' Jake scoffed.\n\n \"Hey Jace, can you scoot back a little? I kinda hafta pee too...''\n\n 'Um, O-ok. But I...uh...'' Jace petered out.\n\n \"Huh?'' While in his brother's embrace, Jack could feel him strain and hear him quietly huff in his ear. A gentle plop sounded from the toilet as Jace pushed out his remaining shy turd. \"Oh.'' He then inched back as per his triplet's request. \n\n Jack took in his new space on the bowl and tucked his puppyhood inside. A jet of urine dented in the mess below as he pushed out the remaining sludge left in his bowels. He gave one last final strain and pushed out a low bubbling fart into the bowl. He sighed, his stomach finally at peace. \n\n\t \"Sorry for kinda sitting on you Jace.'' Jack said, his mind now unclouded. \"And for...punching you.\"\n\n \"It's Ok...thanks for letting me go first.'' \n\n \"You guys are weird.'' Jake commented from his perch on the side of the bathtub. He sat with his chin in his paws as if absorbed with a TV show. \"You gonna wipe his butt Jace?''\n\n \"Shut up Jake!'' Jack snarled, not appreciating his smug words nor expression. \"This wouldn't've happened if you didn't skip the line!''\n\n \"You're right, you probably would've pooped on me instead.''\n\n \"Hey Jack,'' Jace spoke up, breaking up their mini-fight. \"My legs' getting sore...'' \n\n \"Oh, sorry.'' He hopped down from the seat, finally letting his brother relax his legs. \n\n \"Woah!'' Jake got up to look at the mess they made in the bowl. \"That's huge! And we did all that!''\n\n Jace peered in and shuddered, their collective dung had breached the water line and nearly reached the level of the toilet seat itself. He hopped off the toilet as quick as his sore legs let him. \n\n \"I wish Dad was here to see this...'' Jake said with a sense of pride.\n\n \"I don't.'' Jack said flatly as he reached for toilet paper. He and Jace tried their best to wipe themselves without making eye contact with the bowl, their lasting feeling of relief conflicted with the unnerving appearance of their creation. \n\n When their wiping session concluded, Jack, looking out of the corner of his eye to avoid the mess below, reached over to flush just as their master had previously demonstrated.\n\n \"Wait!'' Jake piped up. \"You sure you don't want to save it for Dad?''\n\n \"No!'' Jake frowned as his brother pushed the flusher. Yet, to Jack's horror, the mess did not go down, it instead rose. \"No, no, no, no!'' He panicked. Their master didn't say anything about this! The trio gasped and looked on as their creation mixed and continued rising. They held their breath as it had reached the very brim of the bowl but stopped just before spilling over. They all breathed their second collective sigh of relief for the day. \n\n \"Did...did we break it?'' Jace asked barely above a whisper.\n\n None of the pups knew the answer, but they all realized this monstrosity wasn't going away anytime soon. \"Dad's gonna kill us.'' Jack said, defeated.\n\n \"Dad's gonna freak when he sees this!'' Jake said with a proud smile. The rest of the trio, eyeing him with steely and pouting glances, clearly did not share the same sentiments. \"Eh, I'm gonna go take a nap.''\n\n \"Wait!'' Jace called out. \"We didn't wash our paws yet.'' Even if they couldn't flush, they still could complete the last, and as their master considered, the 2nd most crucial step of the bathroom process after reaching the toilet itself. \n\n The pups returned to the livingroom feeling light enough to fly, and the collective anxiety almost sent them soaring through the roof. Jake held good on his promise of taking his post relief nap, meanwhile Jack was frozen in fear on the couch. Not only did they eat the mysterious cake without permission, but they also went on to absolutely destroy the toilet too. Their master was probably going to kick them out of the house for this one, who wouldn't? Jack only fueled Jace's anxiety, who mirrored his frozen state. \n\n At the sound of their master's key entering the door, instead of running excitedly up to greet him as usual, Jack and Jace ran in the opposite direction to hide in the curtains. Conversely Jake did run up to him, a change from his usual defiantly lazy saunter, excited to show their human their bathroom creation.\n\n \"Oh my god...'' Not exactly what he looked forward to seeing after a long day of work. \"You guys ate that cake didn't you?'' He asked in a strained voice, trying to hold back his lunch.\n\n \"Yup!'' Jake replied with a satisfied smile unafraid of any punishment. \n\n He sighed. \"I should've did this when the weather was better was better...''\n\n \"Huh?'' He tilted his head, that wasn't the yelling, newspaper swats, nor commands to the cage he had expected. His master hasn't gone soft on him, has he? Or maybe he just gave up, content that the pups will forever wreak havoc. That thought amused Jake, though not as much as it did to watch his master gag and wretch while battling their monster with a plunger. Too bad it only lasted about 30 seconds before the beast was flushed. \n\n A pair of shivering tails from underneath the curtains quickly gave away the hiding spots of the other two guilty pups. They immediately spilt out barely comprehensible blubbering confessions of their terrible crimes and begged for forgiveness. They both braced to be shamed and tossed out on to the streets, but instead their master started laughing. He knelt down to comfort the sniveling duo through their confused sobs.\n\n Yes, he explained, one wouldn't expect to have a good time after eating a cake chock full of laxatives. \"You tricked us!'' Jake exclaimed, shocked that his master could be so fiendish. \n\n \"Yes,'' He responded while giving Jake patronizing head pats. \"You're lucky it was only laxatives, next time you eat food just laying around you could get sick! So, have you all learned your lesson?'' Jack and Jace both rapidly nodded their heads. ``No more eating food that isn't yours, understood?'' They nodded again. \"Jake...'' Their human started with a stern tone.\n\n \"Fine...'' Jake grumbled, though not actually intending to hold up to that agreement. \n\n \"Good boys...'' He said while giving them head scratches.\n\n 'But I only ate the cake `cause Jack didn't want you to know he messed it up with his fat tail!'' Jake exclaimed, finishing off with an evil smile.\n\n Jack giggled, leaning into his master's warm hands. He felt giddy inside knowing that he was still a good boy in his master's eyes. All that good feeling suddenly shattered at the sound of his brother's bratty little voice. \"My tail isn't fat!'' He shouted back, \"And my tail would've never touched the cake if you didn't try to eat it in the first place!''\n\n \"I wasn't trying to eat it! I was sniffing it out to see if it was safe for Jace, `cause he was still hungry after breakfast. Right Jace?''\n\n \"H-huh?'' Jace stuttered.\n\n \"That's not true!'' Jack retorted.\n\n \"Yes it is! Tell `em Jace.''\n\n \"Well...I was kinda hungry.'' Jace said meekly.\n\n \"Jace?!'' Jack was flabbergasted that he'd give Jake an inch. \n\n \"See, told ya!''\n\n \"You liar! You we're [i]jumpin'[/i] at the cake when I walked in!''\n\n Their poor human sighed, watching yet another petty argument form before his very eyes. At least they were still cute when they squabbled. They were also headaches, but cute headaches. Better break them up before they get bitey...\n\n","writing_bbcode_parsed":"            On a rainy early morning, the master of the house did his usual tasks. After getting dressed and grabbing a cup of coffee, he poured out three servings of food and water for his trio of rottweiler pups. He gave each of a pat on the head and went off to work.

            The pups, each identical anthro triplets, would trot to their bowls for their breakfast. Jack always strived to be the good-est of good boys, and although he much preferred the table scraps and treats his owner so graciously awarded them, he was grateful for their standard bagged dry food and intended to leave his bowl clean. Jace, the meek and nervous member of the trio always feared making mistakes, often following his brothers' actions for guidance. The standard dog food was neither his favorite, but Jack was digging in and he was pretty hungry, so he might as well make the best of it. Jake on the other hand, was completely bored with dog food and barely gave his bowl a glance after their master left. The troublemaker of the group, Jake wasn't afraid to find his own ways to get what he wants. And this morning Jake wanted good food. So, he shunned his untouched bowl and went sniffing around the kitchen in search of better eats. Jace, curious about his brother's exploration and eager for something more appetizing, followed in tow.

            As the pups were capable of standing on two legs and using their handpaws, their master took extra caution when leaving them alone. He made sure to only keep food in the highest cabinets, locked snack drawers, and used extra slick anti-paw grip refrigerator bars. Jake had learned of these tricks through days of foiled pantry robberies, but he always held hope for unnoticed food scraps left on the floor. Unfortunately, today the floor was left bare. He even checked the trash, but alas it was freshly replaced with a clean bag.

            Jace noticed his brother's scowl upon pulling his head out of the garbage pail and concluded the kitchen was barren. He was about to head back to finish his humble bowl of dog food when a sweet scent caught his nose. He followed the scent out of the kitchen into the living room. He gasped, he couldn't believe his eyes. Right there on the coffee table in front of the couch was a cake. A plain round white iced cake, moderately decorated with frosting along its borders. Jace circled it, first on all fours, then up on two feet. His dot eyebrows scrunched, his head tilted, paws on his hips. He tried to be inquisitive, but his tail was already starting to wag. This just can't be real! "Guys, guys!'' He called out. "Come quick!''

            "What?'' Jake grumbled bitterly as he walked in, still sulking over breakfast. As soon as his eye caught the beauty on the table, his grumpy expression snapped into one of ravenous excitement.

             "You think we're allowed to eat it?'' Jace asked his now nearly drooling brother.

            "Huh? Oh yeah, yeah, sure.'' Jake replied, barely trying to reassure him.

            "What happened? You guys didn't finish yo-'' Jack gasped and launched upright on 2 feet. "Is that cake!?''

            "Yeah! And we're gonna eat it!'' Jace chirped. "Ya' want some?''

            "No, don't!'' He launched to pull back Jake from essentially face planting straight into it. "That's not ours!''

            Jake growled, annoyed and hungry. "How do you know? Why else would Dad leave a cake out?''

            "I dunno...it might be for us...'' Jack eyed the cake, its sugary white frosting tempting a few tail wags out of him. "But Dad didn't say we could eat it, and he already left us food. You know how mad he gets when we eat stuff were not supposed to.''

            Jace's ears lowered, he backed away from the cake not wanting to risk his owner's wrath. Jake however was undeterred. "Fine, so let me and Jace eat it, and if Dad gets upset, I'll tell him you didn't eat any, so you won't get in trouble.''

            "No you won't! You'll just pin it on me again!''

            "What? I've never done that before.''

            Jack's eyes narrowed. He proceeded to list all the times Jake had either made a mess, eaten off the kitchen counter, or marked territory indoors and framed his brothers for the crime. It usually ended with a petty squabble between the trio and their master giving them all a collective punishment.

            "Oh yeah...'' Jake chuckled. ``But those were kinda funny.''

            "No they weren't!'' Jack shouted, ready to pounce on his annoying sibling.
            
             "Ok, ok, I promise not to lie this time. Now let me eat, I'm hungry!'' Jake again reached out for that heavenly cake, only to have his paws smacked down.

            "No! I'm not getting in trouble `cause of you again!'' Jack jumped in front of the table holding his arms out.

            Jace nervously watched on. Their eyes narrowed, teeth bared. He didn't want them to fight over a stupid cake, they could just eat the breakfast their master left. Even if did look so sweet and tasty...and

            A soft splat broke the tension. Jack turned around, a large swipe was visible across the surface of the frosting, going deep enough to expose the cake itself. Strands of black fur lodged in its dent. He covered his mouth in shock.  "Noooo!'' The culprit was his own frosting smothered tail, an unfortunate flick seemed to be his undoing.

            Jake busted into a laugh. "Oooooohhh, you're gonna get it!''

            "No, no!'' Jack shook while holding his guilty tail. "It was just an accident! Y-you made me do it! If you never tried eating it, I would've n-never had to-''

            "Don't worry Jack, it's ok.'' Jake gave his brother a pity headpat to pause his panic attack. "You ruined the cake, there's no turning back.''

            "No! It's not too late! I could just...kinda...smooth the frosting over-''

            "Jack, you ruined it. Just look at it!'' Jack looked again at the damage he inflicted. His ears drooped, it did look pretty bad. "But, I can make a deal with you.'' Jake wrapped an arm around his brother. "If you let me and Jace eat the cake, Dad will never know you ruined it, and you won't get in trouble.''

            "But...but.'' Jack stuttered. He was on the edge of tears just imagining how disappointed his dear human would be. He worked extra hard putting all his toys away, keeping clean between bath times, and made sure to chase all those evil squirrels off the porch. His master expected so much better from him, he'd probably never even look at him the same way again. "I don't know Jake...Jake?'' His sibling had disappeared from his shoulder. "Hey!'' He quickly found his pair of brothers chowing down with paws full of ravaged cake.

            Jace looked up like a deer in headlights, his muzzle smeared with frosting and crumbs. "Jake said it's Ok to eat...'' He said quietly. Jack only responded with an angry pouting stare.

            "C'mon just try it so you can stop being cranky.'' Jake held out a sloppy paw full of cake.

            Jack could clearly see that at this point all was lost. If he was gonna get in trouble, he might as well enjoy his last official moments of being a good boy. He gave his bro's offering a single lick. His eyes widened, it was good. The frosting was sweet, silky, and smooth. The cake was soft, moist, and even still a little warm. It was far too well prepared for a lowly puppy. Jack frankly didn't deserve it, but he couldn't stop himself from gobbling more.

            The cake was gone in the matter of minutes. In the midst of licking the frosting off his paws, Jack jumped as something wet enveloped his tail. He turned to see Jace on the floor behind him, happily licking the remains of the initial accident off his tail. "Jace, ewwww!'' Jack giggled. "That's attached to my butt!''

            "Ith tathe good!'' Jace responded with a mouth full of tail.

            After his impromptu tail cleaning, Jack took the empty cakepan to the sink. He knew that's where his master put dirty dishes and that small act of courtesy was the least he could do right now. With no more cake left, the feeling of guilt dropped on him like an anvil. In all the dog years spent under his master's loving care he never betrayed his trust like this, he was no better than a mangy junkyard dog, or a cat...or Jake. He went back to the livingroom and despondently plopped himself between his stuffed siblings.

            "That was good.'' Jake sighed, leaning back.

            "Yeah...'' Jack agreed quietly.

            "Do you really think we'll get in trouble?'' Jace asked.

            "Eh, probably.'' Jake remarked. Jack whined in response. "Don't worry bro, getting in trouble isn't that bad. Just maybe an hour in the cage, and a few days without treats, and uuuh...oh! And no squeaky toy for a week.''

            "I like the squeaky toy...'' Jack sank further into the couch.

            "You just gotta take your mind off it...I know! Let's watch some cartoons.''

            "Cartoons...'' Jack's ears rose slightly. Cartoons sounded nice. Something to help prepare for the blow of a squeakless week.

            Jake, not really knowing how to use the remote, open pawed slapped some buttons until they arrived at the cartoon channel as promised. The trio had settled in, the adrenaline of the great cake devouring gradually wearing off over time. They still several hours left before their master comes home to potentially punish them. Jack had become content with this situation, although somewhere deep inside of him he was still convinced it wasn't entirely his fault. Nevertheless, he accepted his fate. The pitter-patter of rain on the windows brought him to the edge of a mid-morning nap, when something felt...odd.

            His eyes briefly opened back up. He felt just a bit bloated. Hmmm...perhaps just a bite too much cake for one day, serves him right. Oh well. Just try to nap it off... Frrrrrrt!

            Jack's eyes shot back open. Both of his siblings lurched up and stared back at him. "Ewwwww!'' They cried in union, Jace out of genuine disgust, Jake just to tease.

            "Oops!'' Jack blushed. "'Cuse me.''

            "That was huge!'' Jake chuckled. "Bet I could do a louder one!'' He leaned over and barely had to push to produce a huge ripping fart.

            "Ugh!'' Jack groaned, while Jace whined loudly and pinched his nose in protest.

            Jake laughed himself breathless. "Wait, wait!'' He raised his leg and pushed out two more poots.

            "Stoooooop!'' Jace howled, muffled by his own paws.

            "I'm gonna punch you if you don't stop!'' Jack shouted, covering his nose with one paw, and making a fist with the other.

            "Ok, ok...'' Jake wheezed, catching his breath. "Wait, I got one more!''

            "No!'' Jake went against his brothers' pleas and let out another short blast.

            Jack growled, ready to ram his fist into Jake's face, when suddenly he felt his stomach bubbling again. He instead decided to lean over and aim a wet throaty fart at him. "Take that!''

            "Gross!'' Jake coughed in between laughs.

            "Sorry Jace.'' Jack said to his other brother, who was nearly curled into a ball trying to shield against the stink. "I guess the cake made us gassy.''

            "Yeah, my belly feels funny.'' Jake added, followed a squeaking push of gas.

            "Jake!'' Jack had to retaliate with his own self produced thunder.

            Jace groaned, both out of the smell and his own building pressure. But he was determined to hold it in, even as the two other pup's fart war continued. He trembled against the harsh cramping in his tummy.

            Eventually Jack and Jake had no more ammo to throw at each other, yet their bellies kept churning. "Ugh...'' Jake rubbed his aching stomach. "What was in that cake!?''

            "That's what we get for eating it.'' Jack responded in a defeated tone. The sounds of loud gurgles and whining from his other sibling caught his ear. "You Ok Jace?''

            Jace sat tense, holding his stomach with a pained look on his face. "My tummy...'' He moaned, "I'm gassy too...but I don't wanna let it out.''

            "You can go into the hallway if you don't want us to hear it.''

            "I can't move or...it'll slip out.'' Jace blushed.

            "It's Ok-'' Jack was cut off by a sharp pain in his stomach. He winced, holding his midsection. "Ow...D-don't hold it in. I won't make fun of you.'' He didn't want his brother to feel the same pain he felt.

            Jace whined quietly against a fast rising pressure, he couldn't hold it back. He shut his eyes as a long rumbling fart began to rock the couch cushion below him. Jack, trying his best to be a supportive brother silently stiffened against the awkwardness and resulting stink. Conversely, Jake started a soft tittering chuckle, as his stomach couldn't suffice a laugh of higher strength.

            When Jace's flatulence finally came to an end he sighed contently, cheeks bright pink. For a moment it felt like he was floating, all of the bloating pain in his belly had disappeared with one blast. He basked in his newfound relief while it lasted, as it seemed within a minute the sharp cramps came screaming back. Jace almost hopped off the couch, the sudden pain was so jarring.

            "Jace?'' Jack reached out to touch his brother's shoulder, but the moment he released his ailing stomach, he felt his own revival of pain. He groaned, curling up slightly to hold himself. He had no more gas left to push out, but there was heavy pressure building in his lower gut. Something else was trying to come out and it wasn't keen on waiting. "I think I need to go out...'' Jack announced as he peeled himself off the couch.

            "Hehehe...you gonna take a dump Jack?'' Jake teased in a weak voice, overcome by his raging guts.

            "Shut up...'' Jack said, waddling towards the backyard doggy door.

            Another pang hit Jake, making him lean up against the pain. "Oh...I think I gotta go too.'' His knees started shaking, his body trying to prompt him to start pushing right there on the couch.

            "Me three.'' Jace barely mumbled, shivering against the growing pressure in his belly.

            Jack came waddling back through the living room still holding his stomach. His head was soaking wet, perhaps explaining his bitter expression. "What happened to you?'' Jake chuckled.

            "It's still raining,'' Jack grumbled. "I'm gonna use the toilet instead.''

            "Please hurry!'' Jace called out, rocking back and forth in his seat, the pressure in his colon becoming unbearable. He couldn't determine if the sensation pushing at his bottom was a harmless fart, but he knew he couldn't hold it much longer.

            "Ah!'' Jake wrapped both his arms around his stomach. A heavy cramp made him arch his back. His bowels seemed to have started a movement without permission, desperate to relieve itself of the painful burden. "Uh-oh!'' He hopped off the couch and started to dash for the toilet, blowing past Jack.

            "Hey!'' Jack sped up through his pain.

            "I'm gonna blow!'' Jake shouted, feeling slick silent farts slipping out of him with every other step.

            Watching Jake skip the informal bathroom line was enough to trigger Jace's bowels to protest. He yipped as he felt his body squeeze downwards. He hopped up and held the sides of his rump as he followed suit along the conga line to the bathroom.

            The trio's master had prepared for rainy day emergencies by taking advantage of the pups' anthro form and teaching them to use the toilet. However, he didn't have a backup plan for all of the pups having emergencies at once during inclement weather. So when Jake took the unbreakable lead to the bathroom, the others could only beg their colons for some mercy.

            "That's not fair!'' Jack yelled, still cradling his abdomen. "I was going first!''

            "Shoulda been faster!'' Jake swung through the bathroom door and immediately hopped up on the toilet seat, claiming his throne. "Woah...'' He gasped to himself. The seat had the effect of slightly spreading his rump, instantly opening the door to the sludge gates. The waste inside him started move downwards fast. Too short to reach the floor, his footpaws twitched and trembled in the air at the sensation.

            "Get up!'' Jack pulled at his shoulder, while Jace could only whine and potty dance awaiting his turn.

            "It's coming, it's coming! Shhhhhh!'' Jake could feel it was going to be big. He wanted to show off what a thunderous monster he could be. A smirk grew on his face as he gave the rushing onslaught a further push.

            The slimy sounds of sloppy turds escaping his hole grew in intensity as they sped up, each one making a wet smack as they smattered against the toilet. The burst concluded quickly with a loud moist fart that rippled the water below. "Nuh!'' Jake gasped suddenly, both out of breath and overwhelmed by relief. "Unf!'' He groaned as he started another push, this time sliding out a long more solid log with wisps of gas puffing around it. "O-oh my gosh...'' He breathed as it broke off and plopped into the water.

            "Are you done yet?'' Jack asked impatiently, interrupting Jake's zen.

            "Not yet...'' He gave another push and released one more small log, propelled by a sputtering fart. He sighed contently, his bowels finally empty. He wanted to sit on the toilet longer to bask in that heavenly relief, and to enjoy that satisfying feeling of pushing with an empty colon. Well that, and to watch his brothers squirm some more.

            Jace paced in place. "Are you done now Jake?'' He asked, barely masking his panic.

            "Almost, gotta wipe my butt.''

            "Can't you do that while I go?'' His steps grew faster.

            "Just give me one second!'' Jake snickered while slowly reaching for the toilet paper.

            "Hurry! Ngnnn!'' Jace groaned as another round of cramps hit. He grabbed his midsection and crouched to the floor.

            "Jake hurry up!'' Jack shouted, his body tensed and rear clenched to hold back his own needs. He bent over rigidly to give Jace a supporting shoulder tap. "Just hold on a few more minutes.'' He urged.

            "I-I don't think I can make it.'' He whimpered back.

            "Are you gonna be quick when you go?''

            "Y-yeah.''

            "...You can go in front of me.'' Jack said reluctantly. His own need was feeling more urgent by the second, but he could see his poor brother was much closer to the edge than him.

            "T-thanks.'' Jace looked up with a brief smile, that quickly gave away to grit teeth as he tried to bare through another wave. He shook as he felt pressure grow, the pain nearly making his body go numb. He could feel the waste start to slip down as his desperate muscles weakened. "Jake!'' He shouted lunging for the toilet. "I can't hold it!''

            "Just one mo-woah!'' Just as Jake lifted the side of his rear for a wipe, Jace grabbed his arm and threw him off the toilet. He took no time in plopping his fluffy backside on the porcelain. Instantly a deep blast of gas escaped his hole as he sat, making him gasp at that intially relief. "Ow! You jerk!'' Jake snapped, rubbing his bashed shoulder from the floor.

            "I was about to poop!'' Jace yelled back, showing some courage.

            Jack felt some slight calm in knowing that he only had one more pup to wait for, but his body was putting up a hell of a fight to fulfil its needs. He leaned back against the wall, paws folded over his stomach, knock-kneed and with his cheeks clenched for dear life.

            "What are you doing?'' Jake giggled at his spasming brother while casually passing a wad of toilet paper between his butt.

            "Trying to hold it!'' Jack strained in response. He closed his eyes in concentration, bracing himself for the onslaught of smells and sounds from the toilet's new occupant, but was surprised to hear nothing. "Did you go yet Jace?'' He asked. Perhaps he may have been too desperate to notice it was already his turn.

            "N-no.'' Jace answered quietly.

            "W-what? Why not?'' Jack groaned against his own pain. He could hear Jace's stomach howl and moan its discontent. It's not like he was backed up.

            "I'm...trying.'' After the initial fart, Jace could feel a mild heat blazing his colon. It was the kind of warmth and tightness that only came with diarrhea. He knew the load was gonna be loud. Even as the pain brought tears to his eyes, he struggled to bring himself to push.

            Jack narrowed his eyes at him. He sat on the toilet almost daintily. His thighs pressed together, his tail held in his folded paws over his crotch, it was like he was trying to hold it! "Jace I'm gonna explode if you don't hurry up!''

            
            "S-sorry.'' Not wanting to be at fault of his brother's accident, he gave his colon a gentle push. A trickle of liquid squirted out of his hole. He winced and whined at the burning sensation through his sphincter, as well as resisting his body's demand to blast it out in one big push.

            "Are you...peeing?'' Jack asked, feeling flabbergasted. He rubbed and rubbed his growling tummy as if his paws could magically relieve the pain.

            "No...'' Jace blushed, his stream of diarrhea dying out of stage fright.

            "Hey Jace, could you open your legs real quick?'' Jake held the soiled end of his toilet paper wad at him.

            Jace cringed at the sight. He took a breath and tried to clench his sphincter shut as he slowly opened up legs apart. It only took a second for Jake to flick his used toilet paper into the mess of a bowl, but it was far too long for Jace's tired insides. The instant he exhaled, a loud booming fart rocketed a barely solid wet chunk into the water below, spraying the inside of the bowl brown. "Ah!'' He moaned, before slamming his thighs back together.

            "Are you done yet?'' Jack asked in a pleading voice. He marched in place, hugging himself.

            "No!'' Jace responded, looking down out of embarrassment while Jake cackled. He shivered, his stomach audibly demanding a bigger release. Short toots slipped out of his hole, the pressure literally bubbling out of him.

            "Jace!'' Jack whined. He leaned forward on the sink, his legs crossed in a semi lunge position, squeezing his glutes against the intense ache in his lower body. He could feel the heavy weight of his waste trying to push itself out. Pained noises escaped him, he could barely find the strength to stand.

            "Uh...Jace,'' Jake started ominously, backing away from his spasming brother. ``I think he's `bouta blow!''

            "Mmfh!'' Jace writhed in his seat, suffering the pain of both his waring insides and guilt.

            "Aaah, no, no!'' Jack suddenly screeched. A pressure moved too fast through his intestines for him to even react. He stiffened as a wet and deep fart rumbled out of him. He sighed, shuddering and tears welling in his eyes, that was too close.

            Behind him Jake wheezed and fanned the air. "Ugh! Smells like you pooped yourself!''

            "I'm about to!'' Jack whined as that pressure was replaced with another heavy weight. He could certainly feel that this time the movement slinking its way out was solid. He tensed up again in his position on the sink, pressing his tail between his butt. In the background he could hear Jace still meeping his way through tiny toilet toots. In minutes, if not seconds, he would release all of his foul guts onto the floor. And if the cake won't get him in trouble, that mess surely would.

            Jack strained, trying his best not to sob. "Dangit Jace!'' He howled. Without even moving from his position on the sink, he used one paw to send a jab to Jace's stomach.

            "Aaaah!'' Jace shrieked. That jab broke down the remaining strength his bowels had. His toes curled at the sensation of the hot wet slop that launched out of him, hard bubbling gas slapping his hole in between the bouts of warm slippery filth. He moaned and panted through it, the waste flowing so fast he felt as if it would propel him off the toilet.

            "Oh...haah...'' When the sludge slowed down Jace was left with the feeling of euphoria.

             "Jace get off!'' Jack screamed through his grit teeth, still frozen on the sink.

             "B-but, I'm not done yet!'' Jace pressed his thighs together. With the main explosions out of the way, there was still a soft log halfway out of him. His brother's attention made him too shy to keep pushing it out.

             "Mmf! Ah!'' Jack launched off the sink, bouncing at his knees and holding his rump so intently he arched his back. "It's poking out!'' He nearly tackled Jake out of the way to stand, er hunch, over the toilet's current user.

             "Uh...um...'' Jace sunk back onto the toilet, shaking in fear. "I-I'm, I'm, i-its st-still-'' He tried to warn his brother not to make any rash decisions while he was still going. He unfortunately didn't spit it out quite fast enough.

             Jack in one swift move summoned the strength of his wolf ancestors and pried Jace's thighs open. He immediately spun around and bent over, preparing to take advantage of the toilet's new real estate. In the split second before Jack's butt met the toilet seat, Jace could see a snake of a deuce slithering out from his brother's rear. He recoiled as the sides of Jack's rump split his legs open wider and pressed against his privates.

             The slimy sound effects and crackling of Jack's already emerging turd were amplified by the toilet bowl. He gripped the edge of the sink to further stabilize himself on his narrow sliver of the toilet seat and finally relaxed his sphincter. Immediately ropes of waste flew out of him without even needing to push. His tongue slipped out of his open mouth, his urgent cramps instantly disappearing, replaced by the soothing feeling of soft logs sliding out of his insides.

             In his dreamy state of relief, he let go of the sink and found himself falling forward. "Woah, woah-'' Jace caught his brother, wrapping his arms around his midsection to keep him stable. "Wait, wait don't squeeze-'' A few plops along with some gentle toots escaped his hole. "...Nevermind.'' He blushed.

              He pushed to get the rest of the load out, unintentionally also putting pressure on his bladder. He felt a flow starting and pinched the end of his sheath before it could come out. Despite this, spurts of urine leaked their way through his paws and onto the floor. "Ah, whoops!''

             "Ew.'' Jake scoffed.

            "Hey Jace, can you scoot back a little? I kinda hafta pee too...''

            'Um, O-ok. But I...uh...'' Jace petered out.

             "Huh?'' While in his brother's embrace, Jack could feel him strain and hear him quietly huff in his ear. A gentle plop sounded from the toilet as Jace pushed out his remaining shy turd. "Oh.'' He then inched back as per his triplet's request.

             Jack took in his new space on the bowl and tucked his puppyhood inside. A jet of urine dented in the mess below as he pushed out the remaining sludge left in his bowels. He gave one last final strain and pushed out a low bubbling fart into the bowl. He sighed, his stomach finally at peace.

\t   "Sorry for kinda sitting on you Jace.'' Jack said, his mind now unclouded. "And for...punching you."

            "It's Ok...thanks for letting me go first.''

            "You guys are weird.'' Jake commented from his perch on the side of the bathtub. He sat with his chin in his paws as if absorbed with a TV show. "You gonna wipe his butt Jace?''

             "Shut up Jake!'' Jack snarled, not appreciating his smug words nor expression. "This wouldn't've happened if you didn't skip the line!''

             "You're right, you probably would've pooped on me instead.''

             "Hey Jack,'' Jace spoke up, breaking up their mini-fight. "My legs' getting sore...''

             "Oh, sorry.'' He hopped down from the seat, finally letting his brother relax his legs.

             "Woah!'' Jake got up to look at the mess they made in the bowl. "That's huge! And we did all that!''

             Jace peered in and shuddered, their collective dung had breached the water line and nearly reached the level of the toilet seat itself. He hopped off the toilet as quick as his sore legs let him.

             "I wish Dad was here to see this...'' Jake said with a sense of pride.

             "I don't.'' Jack said flatly as he reached for toilet paper. He and Jace tried their best to wipe themselves without making eye contact with the bowl, their lasting feeling of relief conflicted with the unnerving appearance of their creation.

             When their wiping session concluded, Jack, looking out of the corner of his eye to avoid the mess below, reached over to flush just as their master had previously demonstrated.

             "Wait!'' Jake piped up. "You sure you don't want to save it for Dad?''

             "No!'' Jake frowned as his brother pushed the flusher. Yet, to Jack's horror, the mess did not go down, it instead rose. "No, no, no, no!'' He panicked. Their master didn't say anything about this! The trio gasped and looked on as their creation mixed and continued rising. They held their breath as it had reached the very brim of the bowl but stopped just before spilling over. They all breathed their second collective sigh of relief for the day.

              "Did...did we break it?'' Jace asked barely above a whisper.

              None of the pups knew the answer, but they all realized this monstrosity wasn't going away anytime soon. "Dad's gonna kill us.'' Jack said, defeated.

             "Dad's gonna freak when he sees this!'' Jake said with a proud smile. The rest of the trio, eyeing him with steely and pouting glances, clearly did not share the same sentiments. "Eh, I'm gonna go take a nap.''

               "Wait!'' Jace called out. "We didn't wash our paws yet.'' Even if they couldn't flush, they still could complete the last, and as their master considered, the 2nd most crucial step of the bathroom process after reaching the toilet itself.

              The pups returned to the livingroom feeling light enough to fly, and the collective anxiety almost sent them soaring through the roof. Jake held good on his promise of taking his post relief nap, meanwhile Jack was frozen in fear on the couch. Not only did they eat the mysterious cake without permission, but they also went on to absolutely destroy the toilet too. Their master was probably going to kick them out of the house for this one, who wouldn't? Jack only fueled Jace's anxiety, who mirrored his frozen state.

              At the sound of their master's key entering the door, instead of running excitedly up to greet him as usual, Jack and Jace ran in the opposite direction to hide in the curtains. Conversely Jake did run up to him, a change from his usual defiantly lazy saunter, excited to show their human their bathroom creation.

              "Oh my god...'' Not exactly what he looked forward to seeing after a long day of work. "You guys ate that cake didn't you?'' He asked in a strained voice, trying to hold back his lunch.

              "Yup!'' Jake replied with a satisfied smile unafraid of any punishment.

              He sighed. "I should've did this when the weather was better was better...''

              "Huh?'' He tilted his head, that wasn't the yelling, newspaper swats, nor commands to the cage he had expected. His master hasn't gone soft on him, has he? Or maybe he just gave up, content that the pups will forever wreak havoc. That thought amused Jake, though not as much as it did to watch his master gag and wretch while battling their monster with a plunger. Too bad it only lasted about 30 seconds before the beast was flushed.

              A pair of shivering tails from underneath the curtains quickly gave away the hiding spots of the other two guilty pups. They immediately spilt out barely comprehensible blubbering confessions of their terrible crimes and begged for forgiveness. They both braced to be shamed and tossed out on to the streets, but instead their master started laughing. He knelt down to comfort the sniveling duo through their confused sobs.

              Yes, he explained, one wouldn't expect to have a good time after eating a cake chock full of laxatives. "You tricked us!'' Jake exclaimed, shocked that his master could be so fiendish.

              "Yes,'' He responded while giving Jake patronizing head pats. "You're lucky it was only laxatives, next time you eat food just laying around you could get sick! So, have you all learned your lesson?'' Jack and Jace both rapidly nodded their heads. ``No more eating food that isn't yours, understood?'' They nodded again. "Jake...'' Their human started with a stern tone.

              "Fine...'' Jake grumbled, though not actually intending to hold up to that agreement.

              "Good boys...'' He said while giving them head scratches.

              'But I only ate the cake `cause Jack didn't want you to know he messed it up with his fat tail!'' Jake exclaimed, finishing off with an evil smile.

              Jack giggled, leaning into his master's warm hands. He felt giddy inside knowing that he was still a good boy in his master's eyes. All that good feeling suddenly shattered at the sound of his brother's bratty little voice. "My tail isn't fat!'' He shouted back, "And my tail would've never touched the cake if you didn't try to eat it in the first place!''

              "I wasn't trying to eat it! I was sniffing it out to see if it was safe for Jace, `cause he was still hungry after breakfast. Right Jace?''

              "H-huh?'' Jace stuttered.

              "That's not true!'' Jack retorted.

              "Yes it is! Tell `em Jace.''

              "Well...I was kinda hungry.'' Jace said meekly.

              "Jace?!'' Jack was flabbergasted that he'd give Jake an inch.

              "See, told ya!''

              "You liar! You we're jumpin' at the cake when I walked in!''

              Their poor human sighed, watching yet another petty argument form before his very eyes. At least they were still cute when they squabbled. They were also headaches, but cute headaches. Better break them up before they get bitey...

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