Shrink by kids

They sleep 6-7 hours, which has already determined that soon there will be a breakup with Danny. The rays of the sun make their way inside the room, shining into the face of Peter and Jake. Peter begins to wake up, he moves and the insides move, and his anus is idle. Peter is relaxed, he relaxes, stretches, yawns. Suddenly, Peter's anus opens and there is a loud *Bang*, he farted, with a loud sound, his smelly farting enveloped the whole room, he smelled so much that even Peter covered his nose with his hand: "Ugh, Danny, you're a stinker," Peter laughed. Jack wakes up because of this. In response to him, Jake said: "Ugh, Peter, what a stink, does Danny smell like that?". "Yes, Jake." Peter answered him.-"Okay, my parents haven't woken up yet, I'm going to poop, I haven't pooped for two whole days, but I've eaten more, it looks like 4 days ahead, so my poop should be very big, I think even my yellow baby pot won't be enough.". Peter told Jake. He threw back the blanket and got up and sat on the edge of the bed. Peter rubbed his eyes. He got to his feet and, half asleep, in a doze, went into the corridor. At that moment, he was stopped by the voice of Jake, who got out of bed and sat on the edge: "Wait, wait for me, Peter. As strange as it may sound, but I want to see what Danny has turned into.". Jake also rubbed his eyes and got to his feet, he got up behind Peter and they went to the bathroom together.

Slowly opening the door, they went out into the corridor and headed to the right, towards the bathroom. They didn't decide to look into their parents' room. It was more than 5-7 steps to the bathroom. They covered this distance in a few seconds and were already at the door, at the doorway. At this moment, a medium-sized turd begins to press on the smooth flesh of Peter's sphincter, the turd wants to get out or that is, Danny (you) want to finally leave the dirty, gas, slimy bowels of Peter. The boys open the door and go inside and slam it behind them.

Peter is not trained and he is still afraid to use the toilet, unlike Jake, who can, so Peter has his own small, beautiful, plastic toilet. Jack goes to the toilet and lifts its lid and toilet seat. Jack lowers the front of his underpants to half of his thigh, exposing his hairless, young dangling balls and his little pussy, which he holds with his hand, pointing it down. A second later, yellow urine gushes out of his round hole. At this time, Peter also does not waste time and he takes off his underpants completely, which fall on the floor and on his foot. Peter lifts the football a little and holds his hands on its lower part. His little pussy with naked dangling balls dangle in the air, when he moves, Peter slowly lowers his ass down, spreading his legs and his plump, snow-white buns together, showing his wrinkled, clean, dirty hole inside to the whole world. Peter lowered his ass and pressed it against the smooth edges of the baby pot: "Jake, I'm ready to give birth to a new Danny." - he says joyfully to Jake and begins the process of decefecation, or in simple terms, he gives birth to you anew.

Jake has already finished writing by that time, he flushes the water and starts the washing process while his brother Peter is busy. Peter relaxes, his muscles in the butt area are not compressed and not stressed, they are relaxed and now the poop under gravity and gravity begins to slowly descend down to the exit, pushing apart the walls of the rectum and anus, which have brown and smelly mucus. The anus goes from a wrinkled state to a state of stretching, as the anus opens, the poop has already approached the exit, but even if the head has not yet popped out, but if you look inside, you can see that the uneven, brown head of the poop is already visible. Your numerous, small bones scratch Peter's intestines and give him both tickling and mild pain. But he's already used to it. A second passes and the poop sticks out of Peter's anus, emitting a rotten stench into the air, your skull was driven into the body of the poop somewhere there, outside and in the middle, unless at the end, where the poop ends with a long tail. The intestines shrink around the sticky poop, squelching, pressing on it. A few more seconds pass and the poop comes out half way, it rests its head on the bottom of the pot, it was its old part that had been there for two days, it had a darker brown hue and had no inclusions of dyes or undigested composing sweets, did not contain your bones. As the poop comes out, small voids form between the flesh and the poop through which, * Prrshsh* the gases come out.

It's time for the main part. By that time, Jake had washed his face and was already brushing his teeth.
Peter strained a little and the poop began to come out faster. She went out and out, twisting in the pot, your bones appeared, in some places there were torn, half-digested pieces of clothing. The body of the turd was not just brown, more approximately mustard, it had somewhere a strip of red, somewhere blue, yellow, green. There was only a small part that was still inside. Peter is already tired of riding you: "When it's over. Ah, there is no postoyka!".
Peter shrank, his face, fingers and toes clenched. And for a moment, the quiet sound of pouring water interrupts, the sound of a dull fall and Peter's loud, explosive farting, which was also less smelly. Peter breathed a sigh of relief. Your skull was on the end of the poop, it was lifeless, looking at the dirty, wrinkled, hairless hole of Peter, with which you were born, if you were alive, you would feel all these warm, soft sensations of the intestinal walls, anus, this smell of fermentation. But you're just a soulless piece of childish shit. "Yes, I did it," Peter exclaimed and got up from the pot. He turned towards the pot to look at his work done. Jake also finished his business and approached the pot to look, he looked inside:
"Look, Jake, I see his bones and skull. I turned him into my colorful poop."
"Of course, Peter, you turned him into a beautiful poop, but you have to work on the smell. Ugh, how Danny stinks right now. Let's wash it off soon."
"Yeah, Jake, okay. And then you'll wipe my ass for me?".
"Yes, Peter, absolutely, you can't do it yourself."
Jake takes Peter's pot by the top edge. The pot shakes a little, and with it the turd, which rolls down a little. When Jake brought the pot closer, the terrible smell became even stronger, from which Jake almost vomited, he had almost vomited before when he saw Peter's poop.
Jake brings the pot to the toilet and lifts it over it. The pot over the toilet, Jake lowers it down a little and turns the pot upside down. The poop slides and slowly, during rotation, it starts sliding down and suddenly they fall into cold water, squelching and splashing. In addition, one piece stained the bottom of the toilet with brown slime with your remains. Peter comes closer. Jake pulls on the toilet handle. They are watching you as you are carried away by a whirlpool into the sewer. Peter says goodbye to you and wants you to enjoy the fact that you have become his poop. Soiling the pipes, you find yourself in the general city sewer, where you will swim with other poop.

It all ended here. Jake wipes your remains off Peter's smoky hole and they both go out and head to their room to wait for new babysitters to play with.