Anya heard the loud thud, and she gasped, pushing the door open and walking in. She saw him there in the tub, looking to be in pain, and reeking of piss, and she frowned, kneeling down by him. She glanced at him, saying nothing for a few moments, before sighing. "Would you like some help, Timmy?" She asked and offered him a hand, not making a move to do anything without permission. 

Tristan Stone was a lot of things a slayer of dragons, rescue of princesses, courageous, slayer of the evil and breaker of hearts of young maidens everywhere, yes he was brave, daring, cunning and most of all very good looking, yes his exploits and adventures were world renowned or at least that's what he would tell anyone at the local tavern. Truth be told while Tristan was a knight and he was very good looking, the problem is all his adventures and exploits were lies he never slavered a dragon or fought an evil Warlock, while he was cunning he was also tricky, vain, arrogant and selfish. His achievements he had stolen from others thanks to many tricks like a potion to erase someone's memory of the last 5 hours, or waiting for the real hero to weaken the monster get killed and then attack the creature from behind or just sneak in while the creature was distracted to rescue the princess and steal the sacred treasure, yes Tristan Stone was a terrible and the worst example of a knight. So when a bounty for the death of a powerful mysterious sorceress and her powerful ogre, Tristan couldn't resist especially when the promise was to be made King when the job was completed. Tristan had set out with his bag of tricks potions, explosives and traps, his plan was to trick the ogre which he knew for a fact ogres were stupid, then poison it making it go wild and unruly before running away and watching it as it destroyed the cave where it's mistress lived before causing a cave in with explosives and before getting proof and running back to the king for his reward.

When Timmy woke up at first didn't know where he was, as he forgot that he decided to sleep in the tub to avoid a messy bed, it took him awhile to wake himself up he felt sore from sleeping in the tub but that was the least of his problems. To start the blanket he had covered himself with soaking wet the smell of urine heavily emanating off of it he felt messy which made him curse, but worst of all was the hard on he had. When he heard the knocking on the door he tried to get up quickly, but then slipped and fell on his bottom with a squish and witch made him yelp in pain from hitting the hard tub floor.

@RynoBro @wetdiaper55 Thanks for your comments.  My corrections are a little delayed but I promise it will come this week.   One reason is that I am currently creating a spin-off for the time Lila is back from her vacation. And she needs to find a way thought life and manage her troubles in school. It is apx 22000 Words now. With a crowing rate of +5000w per week. Annie  

Again, she spat it out. Yes, it was an act of defiance, but at the same time, such a decision sprouted from logic. At least, if it was strapped, it would be apparent to everyone else that this was happening against her will and moreover, was not her choice. Afterwards, she took a few steps forward, determined to walk away as planned.