I pulled up next to Jack's camper and looked up at a nearby sign as I stepped out. Wolfen Treats. Yep, this was the place. As soon as Rosie made eye contact with me, she started running after me, cone in paw. "Hey, Charlie! What took ya so long?!"

"Whoa, hey! Chill out... I was taking a bath..." I admitted.

"Whatever, here ya go!" she said with a smile. She handed me the ice cream cone, which was covered with sprinkles and hot fudge. "I didn't know what flavor you liked, so I just got the mint one. You seem like the kind of person that would like it~!"

I gladly took the cone and gave it a lick. "Mmm... Thanks, Rosie." I actually was that kind of person that liked mint ice cream, but it was kind of an educated guess on Rosie's part. Why she didn't just text me and ask, I had no idea. "So where's everyone else?"

She led me to the table where everyone was sitting at. Sure enough, everyone was there. "Look who finally showed up~!"

Jill looked up from her sundae with a smile. "Oh, hey, Charlie! Glad to see you didn't forget..." she beamed.

"How could she forget a thing like this?" Jack asked her before taking a lick of his cone. "She invited Issy and Katrina, after all..."

"And it was very kind of her to do so~!" Isabelle giggled.

I sat down between Rosie and Katrina, taking a few swift licks of my ice cream. Whatever kind of recipe this place used I needed to have. It was easily some of the best mint ice cream I had ever eaten. "Mmmm..."

Katrina laughed to herself and asked, "Certainly digging into that quickly, aren't you?"

"Eh-heh... What can I say? I love me some ice cream..."

"Yes... I'm ashamed of myself for not trying it again sooner..." she said as she popped a spoonful of strawberry ice cream into her mouth. "Thank you again for inviting me."

"No problem!"

We all sat there for a few minutes more, finishing off our frozen treats and just having a casual chat. Everything seemed to be going swimmingly, but for whatever reason, Isabelle just didn't seem to be into it. I occasionally glanced over and found her shuffling around with a slightly worried expression. It wasn't until I heard a faint rumbling noise coming from her direction that I realized what was going on.

I couldn't help but speak up about her discomfort. "Is everything okay, Isabelle...?"

"Ah, d-don't worry, I'm fine..." she told me. "Just really gotta go, but I can hold it..."

"Are you sure?" I asked. "If you need some privacy, you can go behind my camper or something, I don't mind."

"N-No, I'm fine," she repeated as her guts made a slightly louder grumble.

Jack glanced down and put his hand on his own stomach. "Hmm... Now that you mention it, I need to go, too..."

I was about to point out my urge to go as well, but I decided to keep my mouth shut. Could my wish really have worked? And most simultaneously, no less? It seemed to be too good to be true... but I would soon realize that it kinda was.

The longer I sat there, the more the pressure grew and grew, soon reaching the point where it became painful. Not only that, but it seemed like everyone else was also on edge now, desperately needing to use their diapers but too ashamed to do it out in the open like this. We all needed to go really badly... Just how big of a mess would come out of my system, anyway? I didn't need someone outside of our group to see or smell!

I was holding on strong, but eventually, I let out a particularly nasty fart right in the middle of a conversation. "Ah...! I-I'm sorry, I... I can't hold it anymore!" I started running for a large bush in hopes of relieving myself privately.

"Charlie, wait! Y-You need to go, too?!" I heard Rosie exclaiming. I turned around and found her tailgating me. "Ow... All of us need to go, it's a really weird coincidence!" she yelped, her insides starting to growl now, too.

The others soon followed us and listened in on Rosie's remark. "What's going on here...?" Jill asked.

"I-I dunno, it's really weird!" I innocently told her, not giving away my secret. I wiped the sweat off my forehead as another wave of pressure forced me further to my breaking point.

I looked around at all my fellow affected friends, all under the same pain as me. Rosie was on her knees, arms wrapped around her belly. Jack had his arms behind his back, clenching his cheeks for dear life. Isabelle did a whole hopping-on-one-leg potty dance to keep it all in. Jill closed her eyes tight and kept her legs perfectly straight as bending them and going into a squat in anyway would surely end badly. Even the normally calm Katrina had her composure shattered by her full bowels.

That wish really had worked, but just how much was it affecting all of us? I never wanted all this pain, especially not for my friends! Unfortunately for all of us, we would very soon find out just how badly we needed to go. I closed my eyes and felt my bowels starting to relax...