Novel & Cerita But I Poop From There

~PRESENT~ Do you know that sensation where you are pooping and your whole focus is on how to poop your poop out of your butt without it accidentally cutting in two halves because your butt cheeks might squeeze it? It's a difficult task, a really difficult one. Not cutting the poop in half is a talent. Especially when you are answering nature's call in nature, like literally in the forest.

Because it has a thick wall design in the middle and has a door, you can't see if anyone is inside. "Hmmmm!" a loud growl we heard before the sound of something as if had fallen into the water. "Damn. Who's shitting in there?" Taiden asked irritably. "Who's that ?! Someone's pooping here!" that voice was Elton’s. While I was holding back a laugh, Taiden had a very bad face. "Of all places, why here ?!" Taiden asked disgustedly. "Stupid! Where should I shit? Go away! My poop went backwards!” said Elton and I couldn't stop laughing.

The minute I get there though, it comes up and I find I can’t hold it in anymore. With Dominic at the toilet bowl vomiting, I take the next best thing. The trash can is about two feet away and when I grab ahold of it, it isn’t much longer before I throw up even more than I thought I had eaten today. What is wrong with us? Did we catch some illness?

Myra pleads, the previous topic no longer up for discussion. "I'll go," I say, rising to my feet. "If I don't get away from this computer for a little bit, I just may launch it across the room." "Thank you. He poops so much, my nose can no longer tell the difference between the smell of poop and baby wipes." "He got his constitution from his daddy!" I pat my belly and give her a big ornery grin. "Yes, he does. Also, I can't believe you just said that, weirdo. His diapers should be in the diaper holder next to the bed. If it's empty, check under his crib."

"I'm so sorry, sir. It's my fault. Forgive me." "Hey. Don't apologize for pooping. It's normal. Everyone does that." Zoey's eyes widened when Dionysus really had to say it out loud. Everyone fell silent while looking at Zoey and Zoey wished for the ground to just devour her wholly. The embarrassment she got was really nerve-wracking to say the least. She also felt like smacking Dionysus' head and that's what she did. "Ouch! What the fuck! What was that for?"

Not when there was so much awkward tension weighing down in the room. My phone pings and my eyes fall to the lit up screen. It was a text from Gwen. Of course she had to be taking a dump while texting me, should I have expected anything else? Gwen: Is it normal for someone's poop to look green? I'm looking at my shit right now and it looks like the grinch who stole Christmas.

I asked, confused as to where you send your urine. James nodded, watching me with an amused smile. “Yes. Just pull the leaver when you are done, I’ll wait outside.” “Ok.” I uttered in response, nervously walking towards the metal toilet. Once I had finished I pulled the leaver as he had said and my urine disappeared down into the floor, though I wondered why they would store urine beneath our feet. I laughed at the thought, is that what kept the ground so solid? James came back after a few minutes, his smile holding as he watched me walk towards the bed and take a seat. “I see you worked the toilet just fine.” He laughed deeply.

I cover my mouth in the safety of the bathroom to stop myself from laughing. “No, AHHHH. Sassa, why did you do that? GAIA SHE HAS JUST PUT HER FOOT IN IT. HELP ME!” I crack and burst into laughter. My tummy hurts and tears leave my eyes from laughing so hard. Everything hurts. We had an agreement that whoever is holding them when the time occurs when they poop; it is their responsibility to change them. Well, it so happens I was going to do it, but he insisted on having her back so it sucks to be him having to deal with the poonami.

Myra pleads, the previous topic no longer up for discussion. "I'll go," I say, rising to my feet. "If I don't get away from this computer for a little bit, I just may launch it across the room." "Thank you. He poops so much, my nose can no longer tell the difference between the smell of poop and baby wipes." "He got his constitution from his daddy!" I pat my belly and give her a big ornery grin. "Yes, he does. Also, I can't believe you just said that, weirdo. His diapers should be in the diaper holder next to the bed. If it's empty, check under his crib."

Cum leaked constantly even with the plugs pushed back in after each load. They used us as toilets in the middle of the room. Mom and I knelt side by side, mouths open, while all the men pissed on our pregnant bodies and faces. I swallowed as much as I could, coughing and crying but still begging for more cock right after. Mom licked piss and cum off my belly while they watched.