To respond to Sam's question, Kyle squatted down and let a huge log of poop come out, he sat down flat on the floor and giggled as the mess spread around his butt.
"Would you like to be a baby for this whole slerpover, Kyle?" She asked teasingly and he eagerly nodded his head. Sam took Kyle's hand and led him to a room made for a baby, she went over to the wardrobe and grabbed a pink romper, she stripped him of all of his clothes and changed his diaper, before putting him into the romper. She then walked him over to the crib and led him into it, "Goodnight, Baby Kylie" Sam cooed as she turned off the lights.
Kyle obviously had fallen asleep at some point, because he woke up in the middle of the night needing to poop, he snuck out of the crib, crinkling as he went, he filled a cup with water and put ten laxatives in it, he then put the cup away and snuck back to bed, once in bed, Kyle waited for the laxatives to kick in, the flow of poop wouldn't stop and Kyle could feel a pillow of poop below him.
What would he do?!