Marisa's cries of despair echoed through the Forest of Magic, drawing the attention of nearby creatures. A curious squirrel peeked out from behind a nearby tree, its beady eyes fixed on the mess. A passing rabbit stopped in its tracks, twitching its whiskers in distaste.

"Ugh! What a stinky situation!" Marisa muttered to herself as she frantically tried to clean up the spill with her apron.

The AI art device continued to beep and flash, seemingly oblivious to Marisa's distress. The colors on its screen began to swirl and change once more, this time forming an image that looked uncannily like... well, like a giant pile of poop.

Marisa let out another wail as she stared at the offending artwork. "Why you gotta do me like this?! I'm trying my best here!"

As she struggled to contain her emotions, Marisa noticed something peculiar – the AI art device seemed to be responding directly to her feelings. The colors on its screen shifted and changed depending on her mood: brightening when she laughed or grew excited, darkening when suddenly Marisa's eyes went wide as she felt the pressure building once more. She tried to hold it in, but it was no use

"BRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAP!" Marisa let out another deafening scream as her diaper burst open for the second time, releasing an even greater torrent of feces onto the floor.

The AI art device on the workbench beeped and flashed wildly, its screen displaying a kaleidoscope of colors that seemed to mirror Marisa's inner turmoil. The room was now filled with an overwhelming stench, making it hard for anyone within earshot to ignore.

Marisa stumbled backward again, her hands covering her face in horror as she wailed uncontrollably. Her usually radiant blonde hair now hung limp and disheveled around her pale face.

"Oh... oh dear gods... WHY ME?!" Marisa pleaded with the universe as tears streamed down her cheeks.

The squirrel from earlier peeked out from behind its tree once more, this time accompanied by a few curious ants crawling across the mess. The rabbit had long since scurried away, leaving only a faint trail of

*BRAAAAAAPPPSHHHHHHHH*
Oh nyoo
I sharted my diapeyyyyy
waaaaaaahhhh
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
WHAAAAAAAAA WAAAAAAAAA WAAAAAAAA

WHEN YOU FEEL MY D
LOOK INTO MY DIAP
IT'S WHERE MY POOPOO FART
IT'S WHERE MY PEEPEE HIDES
DON'T GET TOO CLOSE
IT'S SHART INSIDE
IT'S WHERE MY POOPOO FART
IT'S WHERE MY PEEPEE HIDES

NOW YOU'RE JUST A DIAPEY THAT I USED TO SHAAAART