Jeff's mom let the very antsy Fang outside. Jeff, bouncing along to Fang's strides, feel his innards getting sloshed around. This causes a few more farts to bubble out of his mouth. Jeff doesn't gag this time, he's starting to get used to it.
Fang is sniffing around for a new spot to relieve himself, and doesn't notice the other dog's scent. Finding a good spot, Fang squats down and tries to relieve himself. Jeff still doesn't want to be his dog's anus, so he applies pressure to the dog's stomach, this time in the other direction.
The dog makes a pitiful noise, and his breakfast rockets out of his mouth. Surprising Jeff, he releases his pressure on the dog's stomach. The dog continues to heave, and the stress of it causes Fang to liquid shit. Jeff screams in his mind, his whole body clenched up in fear, which makes the dog's problems even worse. Shit pours out of Jeff's mouth, splattering his face and the ground.
Fang howls and lays down while still shitting and heavily begins to pant. Exhausted, the dog falls asleep, letting the feces dribble out of Jeff's mouth.
Jeff sputtered as the last of the excrement pooled out of his mouth. He tried to wake Fang up, to at least move out of the puddle of liquid shit, but the dog was sound asleep. Jeff found it hard to think over the dog's snoring, and tried to look around. He could only see what the dog's hind end was pointed at, which was the left half of the backyard, and the slightly open back gate.
Suddenly the gate is pushed open, it's....