At the firehouse, the ghostbusters are getting ready to go on a call. Peter happens to be sitting on the toilet, trying to take a crap. He's so constipated, he's having trouble getting anything out. Feeling rushed doesn't help, as someone knocks on the door.

Winston: Peter, we gotta get going. Are you ready?

Peter: Yeah, sure. Be out in a minute.

Frustrated Peter pull up his boxer briefs zips up his jumpsuit. He comes out of the bathroom, where Winston and the others are waiting for him.

Peter: What are you looking at? Let's get this ghost.

Ray: Right on.

In the Ecto-1, Peter is curious to where they're going.

Peter: So, where's this ghost at?

Egon: At the mall, so we'll have to split up without own PKE meters and check all the department stores.

Winston: That could take all day.

Ray: I don't mind. I like the challenge.

Peter: Whatever excites you, Ray.

Once inside the mall, with their packs on, Peter starts feeling that urge to poop. The four ghostbusters have yet to separate and Peter was ready to wander off, so he could look for the bathroom, but Ray grabs him by the arm.

Ray: Where are you going, Peter?

Peter: I thought we were gonna split up.

Egon: Not yet. I haven't given you all PKE meters yet.

Peter: Whatever you say, Egon.

While walking slowly with the proton guns at the ready, Peter just stood in one spot, fighting of an urge to poop. Winston looks over at him.

Winston: You okay, man?

Peter: Just anxious, Winston.

Once the urge subsided, Egon turns around and hands them each a PKE meter.

Egon: I think we'll find this ghost quickly if we split up. We'll meet back up in this spot.

The ghostbusters agree and split up. Peter had looked through a few stores and finally sees a sign pointing towards the bathrooms, which happens to be right next to a Starbucks. Ray spots him and calls him out.

Ray: I don't think the ghost is inside Starbucks.

Peter: Maybe it's a coffee-loving ghost, like Slimer.

Ray: Very funny.

That's when Ray gets a strong PKE reading coming from inside a clothing store.

Ray: Strong reading from inside this store. We should check it out.

Peter: Yeah, sure.

Inside the clothing store, Ray notices that Peter is stopping every few feet, holding onto something and taking some deep breaths. Upon closer inspection, Ray notices that Peter is sweating and fidgeting.

Ray: Peter, you don't look good. What's going on with you?

Peter looks around before telling Ray what's going on.

Peter: I have to take a shit really bad.

Ray: And you say something now? I thought you checked the bathroom before we left.

Peter: I was constipated, Ray. Now, I'm trying not to shit my pants.

Ray: Hopefully, it won't be long. Maybe catching this ghost will keep you distracted.

Peter: I sure hope so.

That's when a ghost pops out of nowhere and Ray fires his proton stream. Peter was only able to fire his proton stream, for a few seconds until he started feeling uncomfortable and makes a break for the changing rooms, leaving Ray to fend for himself. Peter thinking the dressing rooms where bathroom stall doors, he gets a rude awakening and it's too late to turn back now. Trying to hold it in, by clenching his butt cheeks no longer worked. Peter curses to himself.

Peter: Fuck, not now.

Realizing he lost the battle; he felt a turd touch the seat of his briefs. He parted his legs and pushed with all his might. The turd was so thick, he had to part his legs even further apart. After a few seconds of straining and pushing, a lump started to grow. Peter pushed again and then suddenly, the lump in the back of his pants practically exploded into a massive bulge with plenty of sound effects. But he wasn't done. Days' worth of soft poop coiled in the back of his briefs and filling them to capacity. He also had to pee, so he ended up pissing himself.

Finally done, Peter slowly emerges from the changing rooms, hoping to not get noticed. But let's be real. Someone is gonna notice the massive bulge, the wet spot, and the stench. Ray spots him as he got closer, he covered his nose.

Peter: Don't say anything, Ray.

Ray: How long were constipated?

Peter: A week.

Ray: Well, tell me you have a poop fetish without telling me you have a poop fetish.

Peter blushes.

Peter: Shut up, Ray.

Ray: You're definitely gonna have a hard time getting around the mall without being noticed.

Peter: Shut up, Ray.

Ray and Peter do go through the mall to find Winston and Egon. Bit, not without Peter getting some weird looks from strangers. Peter tries to not pay attention to them. Finally, they are confronted by Winston and Egon, who are hit with the foul stench of Peter.

Winston: Oh my gosh! What is that?

Peter: Don't say another word, Winston.

Egon: Which one of you had an accident?

Ray points at Peter.

Peter: Can we please just get back to the firehouse? Walking through the mall like this is embarrassing.

Winston says nothing, until Peter turns around to go the other way. He and Egon notices the massive bulge of Peter's backside.

Winston: I wonder what the chicks think of you now.

Peter: Shut up, Winston.

To be continued….