Taco Bell Apocalypse

The sun was setting on yet another uneventful day for our protagonist, Kenji Tanaka. He was an ordinary salaryman with an extraordinary love for cheap fast food. As the neon lights of Taco Bell beckoned him, Kenji couldn't resist the siren call of the Crunchwrap Supreme. Little did he know, this meal would change his life forever.

Stuffing his face with the greasy goodness, Kenji felt a rumble deep in his gut. At first, he shrugged it off. But the rumble quickly escalated into a full-blown earthquake. His face turned a sickly shade of green as he clutched his stomach.

"Uh-oh, not now!" Kenji groaned, his eyes darting around for the nearest restroom.

He barely made it to the alley behind Taco Bell before the explosion hit. The sheer force of his digestive distress was so powerful, it ripped a hole in the fabric of reality. With a blinding flash, Kenji was sucked into the vortex, along with the remnants of his dignity.

When he opened his eyes, Kenji found himself sprawled in a lush, fantastical forest. The birds chirped, the wind rustled through the trees, and Kenji... still had to go. Badly.

"Why is there no bathroom in this magical forest?" he lamented, doubling over in pain. Every step was a gamble, every rustle of leaves a cruel reminder of his dire situation.

Desperation set in as he wandered through the forest. Suddenly, a bright-eyed fairy fluttered down and perched on his shoulder.

"Welcome, traveler! You have been chosen to save this world!" she announced with a flourish.

Kenji's eyes watered. "Chosen? I need a toilet, not a quest!"

The fairy looked perplexed. "Toilet? What's that?"

Kenji's hope began to fade. He stumbled upon a quaint village, where he approached a group of villagers gathered around a well.

"Excuse me," he gasped, "Where's the nearest bathroom?"

The villagers exchanged confused glances. One elderly man stepped forward. "Bathroom? We have outhouses... over that way."

Kenji's eyes lit up as he sprinted towards the outhouses, only to find them occupied. He banged on the doors, his patience wearing thin.

"Come on, people! This is an emergency!" he yelled.

Just then, a tall, armored knight appeared. "You there! Only the worthy may use the sacred outhouses!"

Kenji's spirit shattered. "Sacred outhouses? You've got to be kidding me!"

The knight brandished his sword. "Prove your worth in battle, and you may relieve yourself."

Kenji had no choice. Clenching every muscle, he grabbed a stick and prepared to fight. The ensuing battle was more slapstick than heroic, with Kenji narrowly dodging the knight's swings while trying not to lose control of his bowels.

At last, Kenji managed to trip the knight and pin him down. "I win! Now, the outhouse!"

The knight, panting and defeated, nodded. "Very well. You have proven yourself."

Kenji burst into the outhouse, finally finding sweet relief. As he sat there, he realized that his journey had only just begun. If finding a toilet was this difficult, what other absurd trials awaited him in this strange new world?

And so, with a lighter step and an emptier stomach, Kenji set out on his grand adventure, forever known as the hero who crossed worlds for the sake of a toilet.