The squirrel's eyes sparkled with mirth as it let out a high-pitched chuckle, its tiny paws shaking with laughter. The ants scurried about, seemingly giggling to themselves as they crawled across the spreading mess. Even the rabbit, now safely distant from the scene, couldn't help but emit a faint snicker.

*BRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAP!* Marisa let out another ear-splitting scream as her diaper burst open for the third time, releasing an even more copious amount of feces onto the floor.

This time, however, Marisa's wails were drowned out by the cacophony of animal laughter and chirping. The AI art device on the workbench beeped and flashed in rhythm with their merriment, its screen displaying an image that looked uncannily like... well, like a giant pile of poop being devoured by a swarm of laughing insects.

Marisa stumbled backward once more, her hands covering her face in shame and embarrassment as she gazed upon the sea of filth surrounding her. Her usually confident demeanor had given way to utter despair.

Alice Margatroid, the enigmatic and elegant mage, appeared at the edge of the clearing, her long silver hair cascading down her back like a river of moonlight. Her piercing green eyes took in the scene before her, her gaze lingering on Marisa's disheveled form and the spreading mess.

"Ah, Marisa... dear friend," Alice said with a hint of amusement in her voice. "It seems you've had quite an... eventful day."

Marisa looked up at Alice with pleading eyes, as if begging for salvation from this predicament.

"Alice! Help me! I don't know what's happening to me!" Marisa wailed, gesturing wildly towards the AI art device.

Alice strolled forward, her long skirt rustling softly against the underbrush. She reached out a slender hand and gently touched the device's screen.

"Hmm... it seems our little friend here has developed a rather... unique sense of humor," Alice mused aloud. "But fear not, my dear Marisa. I think I can help you sort out this little problem."

Day 1 of not shitting my diapyy