Private Joe is on night watch. During one of his laps around the barracks, he hears a weird noise coming from the latrine. As he enters and examines the room with his flashlight, he notices Private Poopsquatch, standing in the middle of it. His BDUs stripped and laying on the floor, the only thing covering his obese body is an adult diaper. He looks at Joe and smiles.
"Hi, Joe..." He mutters in a strange voice.
"Is... is that a diaper?" Private Joe asks after a moment of silence.
"Triple-ply, leak-proof and odor-eliminating..." Andy smiles grotesquely.
"Andy... If Hartman comes in here and catches us, we'll both be in a world of shit.
"I AM... IN A WORLD... OF SHIT!!!" Poopsquatch exclaims as he audibly shits himself. The soundwave shakes the foundation of the building, echoing through the entire barracks, awaking everyone inside.
"THIS IS MY DIAPER! THERE ARE MANY LIKE IT, BUT THIS ONE IS MINE!" Private Poopsquatch's voice echoes through the dead-silent hall. "MY DIAPER IS MY BEST FRIEND! IT IS MY LIFE!"
Sergeant Hartman bursts out of his room and looks towards the now awake marines. "GET BACK IN YOUR BUNKS!" he exclaims towards the entire platoon. He then hurries to the latrine.
"I MUST FILL IT WITH SHIT JUST AS I DID WITH MY LIFE!" Private Poopsquatch continues as the last gruesome sound leaves his body.
Hartman storms into the latrine.
"WHAT IS THIS MICKEY MOUSE SHIT?! WHAT ARE YOU ANIMALS DOING IN MY LATRINE?!"
Hartman looks over to Joe.
"WHY IS PRIVATE POOPSQUATCH OUT OF HIS BUNK AFTER LIGHTS OUT?! WHY IS PRIVATE POOPSQUATCH WEARING A DIAPER?! WHY AREN'T YOU STOMPING PRIVATES POOPSQUATCH'S GUTS OUT?!"
"Sir, it is the private's duty to inform the Senior Drill Instructor that Private Poopsquatch has a full diaper and has stimmed and loaded it, sir!"
Sergeant Hartman and Andy stare each other in the eyes. A devious grin emerged on Private Poopsquatch's face.
"Now you listen to me, Private Poopsquatch, and you listen good. I want that dirty, crapped diaper, and I want it now! You will dispose of that undergarment in the bin and step away from it."
The grin twists into a wide, horrifying smile as Andy takes off his diaper and prepares to throw it towards. A foul stench fills the room. Hartman's face wrinkles slightly, while Private Joe covers his mouth and nose.
"WHAT IS YOUR MAJOR MALFUNCTION, NUMBNUTS!?!" Hartman screams, calmly.
"YOU CALLED ME A FUCKIN' FAKE!!!" Private Poopsquatch screeches out as he throws the diaper. It hits Sergeant Hartman right in the face. He falls to the ground, dead on the spot.
Joe looks at Hartman's lifeless body, moving away from the seeping blood and shit pooling around the corspe. Then his and Andy's eyes lock.
Private Poopsquatch is still grinning like a mad man. His right arm slowly reaches towards his behind, about to scoop up the remains of his excrement.
Private Joe quickly jumps to the nearest toilet and begins banging on the metal pipe with his flashlight. The loud clanking echoes through the room.
"OWWWW!!! MY EARS!!!" Private Poopsquatch yells as he covers his ears with his hands, giving Private Joe just enough time to flee.
Fade to black...