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Benjy is a single father living alone with his 10-year-old son, Jamie. They're on the couch in their small living room, watching a PG-rated movie together. Jamie sits cross-legged, wearing only his white undies—his favorite pair, now stained from repeated wear and tear. Benjy notices that his son seems especially restless tonight, constantly shifting in his seat and glancing nervously at him.

(Unbeknownst to Benjy, Jamie has been wetting himself more frequently recently as part of his pooping fetish, enjoying the thrill of being caught in a taboo act. Tonight, he decides that he wants to take things further. He leans forward, reaching for the remote control on the coffee table.)

His father looks over, concerned. "You okay, buddy?" Jamie nods, his face flushed with excitement and shame. "Yeah... just gonna change the channel real quick."

Benjy trustingly watches as Jamie picks up the remote control, about to change the channel. He hears a faint squelching sound from his son's crotch area and turns to look at him in alarm. Jamie's face is reddened by embarrassment and arousal.

"Jamie...?" Benjy asks, confused and concerned. "What's going on? Do you need to go potty or something?"

Jamie looks down at his crotch, realizing that he's wet himself again. His heart races with a mixture of fear and excitement as he tries to hide the evidence from his father.

"No... no, it's nothing," he mumbles, wiggling awkwardly in his seat. "I just... uh... want to watch this show." He quickly changes the channel back to where they were before.

Benjy looks at his son suspiciously, but decides not to press the matter further for now. "Okay, just... let me know if you need anything," he says gently, trying to maintain a sense of normalcy in the situation. They continue watching the movie together, with Jamie periodically glancing over at his father out of the corner of his eye, wondering how much longer he can keep up this charade before being caught.

As they watch the movie, Benjy begins to notice that Jamie seems increasingly agitated and distracted. His son's leg keeps brushing against his own, as if he can't help but seek physical contact even in this tense situation. This only serves to heighten Benjy's suspicion; something is definitely going on with his son tonight.

"You okay there, buddy?" he asks again, putting a hand on Jamie's shoulder. "You seem kind of... fidgety."

Without warning, there is an audible squelching sound from Jamie's crotch area. Benjy turns to look at him in shock as a dark stain begins to spread across the front of his son's white undies.

"Oh... oh no..." he whispers, feeling a mixture of horror and disgust well up inside him. "Jamie..."

The stench fills the air as Benjy realizes what his son has done. His heart sinks, knowing that this is going to be a mess he can't clean up easily or quickly. He looks at Jamie with a mixture of anger and disbelief. "What did you do? Why would you do something like this?"

Jamie, now mortified by his actions, begins to cry uncontrollably. "I'm sorry, Daddy! I don't know why I did it!"