Phil stepped forward. "I know! Just squeeze your butt cheeks! Reeeeal hard!" He said, pressing his palms together at Chuckie, who threw the ball back on the ground in front of the other babies. "Aw, I dunno about this, guys..." He said, beginning to lean side to side, raising his feet as he did so. "You're really not sa'posed to go um, poopy in your underwear..." He said, cupping his rear as he walked towards the others. Tommy seemed curious. "Why's that?" He says, wondering how different underwear could be. Chuckie turned around and pulled down his green pants, showing off a pair of tidy whities with red bands.
Phil looked closer. "It's like a thin dy-pee!" He said, snapping the waistband. "Why can't ya go poopy in this?" He asked, Lil joining in. "Or wee wee?" She looked closer as well. Chuckie rested on his knees. "Ya can't! If ya try to go wee wee or, um, poo poo...Well, dy-pees keep you nice n' clean. Underwear doesn't." He grabbed his rear, pulling up his familiar green pants.
Phil crossed his arms. "Well, I wanna keep playin'. Just try the squeezy thing!" He said, walking back to where he was. Chuckie wobbled foward. "Ohhh...Okay. Um...How long does this work for?" Chuckie asked meekly, Phil only shrugging his shoulders. Chuckie continued playing, enjoying himself, but his bottom was feeling pretty funny. Chuckie caught the play ball and was getting ready to throw it back when he stopped suddenly, bending his knees. "Uh oh! It's comin' out!" He said, trying to think of something to do.
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