Dragon Drop

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Kenji trudged through the forest, his stomach still in turmoil. The sweet relief from the outhouse was short-lived, and his quest for a proper toilet continued. Little did he know, his journey was about to take a fiery turn.

The ground trembled beneath his feet, and the trees rustled ominously. Kenji looked up to see a massive, menacing dragon swooping down from the sky. Its scales shimmered with a terrifying glow, and its eyes blazed with fury.

"Great, just what I needed," Kenji muttered, clutching his stomach. The dragon landed with a thunderous crash, shaking the ground and sending birds fleeing in all directions.

"Who dares enter my territory?" the dragon roared, its voice echoing through the forest.

Kenji raised a shaky hand. "Uh, sorry, just passing through. Do you know where I can find a bathroom?"

The dragon snarled, flames licking the corners of its mouth. "A bathroom? You dare mock me, human?"

Kenji's stomach churned violently, and he doubled over in pain. "Listen, buddy, I'm in no mood for this. Just point me to a toilet, and I'll be on my way."

The dragon roared in anger and lunged at Kenji. In that moment, something miraculous happened. The intensity of his digestive distress surged, transforming his discomfort into raw, uncontrollable energy. Kenji's eyes widened as he felt an overwhelming power coursing through him.

Instinctively, he clenched his fists and braced himself. The dragon's fiery breath roared toward him, but instead of incinerating Kenji, the flames dissipated harmlessly. The dragon reared back in shock.

"What... what is this power?" the dragon stammered.

Kenji smirked, realizing that his unfortunate condition had somehow granted him extraordinary abilities. He stood tall, feeling invincible. "You picked the wrong day to mess with me."

With a burst of energy, Kenji leaped into the air, dodging the dragon's claws and delivering a powerful punch to its snout. The dragon roared in pain, stumbling backward. Kenji landed gracefully and charged at the dragon, his movements fueled by a mix of desperation and newfound strength.

The dragon thrashed and breathed fire, but Kenji deftly avoided each attack. He delivered blow after blow, each strike powered by the relentless churning in his gut. The dragon, overwhelmed and bewildered, could do little to defend itself.

In a final, spectacular move, Kenji summoned all his energy and unleashed a devastating kick to the dragon's chest. The force sent the dragon sprawling, crashing into the forest floor with a thunderous impact. 

Breathing heavily, Kenji stood victorious over the fallen beast. The dragon, beaten and humbled, looked up at him with awe.

"You... you are truly powerful," the dragon gasped. "What is your name, mighty warrior?"

Kenji chuckled, wiping sweat from his brow. "The name's Kenji Tanaka. And trust me, you don't want to know what gave me this power."

As the dragon lay defeated, Kenji felt a renewed sense of determination. If he could conquer a dragon with the power of his diarrhea, surely he could find a proper toilet in this strange world. With a confident stride, he continued his quest, leaving the dragon in awe of the most unlikely hero.