Tapped Out The Remote of Transformation chapter 20 by deleted_user

The bathroom door creaked open. Paul stepped out, still visibly flustered and adjusting his hoodie, trying to look normal. “Guys? The yelling sounded worse. Is everything oka—”

He froze mid-step.

His eyes landed on the giant, steaming pile of sentient shit in the middle of the living room. The pile rippled angrily as Linda’s gravelly voice bubbled out again: “Well don’t just stand there starin’, Paul! Your flat-ass roommate did this to me!”

Paul’s face went deathly pale. He took one look at the glistening brown mound, the wet smears on the carpet, and the way it was still slowly shifting and complaining.

His eyes rolled back.

He hit the floor with a thud — out cold.

Vince howled with laughter, slapping his muscular thigh. “Paulie just tapped out! This is too good!”