"Well, let's get cleaned up before mom get's back.", you say, and start to slide the pull-up down your legs. Krystal does the same with her undies, and when you have them off, you toss them into a corner with all the other soiled underpants, pullups, and even some diapers.
"Number one, two or three?", you ask Crystal.
"Three please.", she responds. You pull out a pair of girly undies and hand them to her, while you put on another pull-up as not to arouse suspicion.
"How many laxatives?", Crystal asks, as she pulls a large bottle of pills from a pile of dirty clothes.
"Two please.", you say, and the pills are put in your hand. Crystal also takes two for herself, and then replaces the bottle.
You quickly pop the pills into your mouth and swallow, while Krystal opens the closet door, and steps out.
As you step out, Crystal says to you, "Do you want to do a messing contest later?"
"Yeah!", you reply, but are unsure. Most of the time, you win the contest, but recently, the diapers have been too full to determine a winner.
"Why don't we go down and eat something to induce those laxatives?", Crystal asks, and you nod your head. You open the door, and scoot down the stairs with your pull-up in tow. You run to the kitchen and find that there are two snacks on the counter. One is a box of goldfish, while the other is pudding. What do you take?