The captain notices the foil wrapped chocolate sitting on Jeff's bed. Well, he figures Jeff won't be eating it, so he takes a big bite. He's amazed that a big guy like Jeff had only broken off two small squares of the candy. He licks his fingers, and tosses the empty foil back on Jeff's bed.
He pauses, as he notices the cardboard box half covered by the blanket. It read, "Ex-Lax Chocolate Flavored Laxative, Extra Stength." It said there were 50 dosages in one bar. The captain's stomach churned. He groaned. Jeff's face outlined itself against his swollen belly. He belched, and ran toward the prison cell toilet. Three pairs of hands burst forth from the captain's ass. He clenched his butt cheeks to try to hold them captive. Diarrhea trickled down the flailing arms and into the toilet. He released a noisy smelly fart, and Jeff reached his arms out of the toilet and around the captain's thigh. Chaco's head emerged still firmly attached to Jeff's crotch.