But I Poop From There Novels & Stories

She beams from the counter, and I walk to her, ignoring the hateful looks thrown my way. "How are you?" She says, and I lean against the counter. "Exhausted." I say, then catch the sniff of cakes that always makes me happy but now triggers my puke system. "Restroom?" I rush out, and she gestures. "Fuck." I yell as I spill my guts, wondering what the fuck is going on? Did I eat something, Do I have food poisioning. "Sorry." She says, and hands me lemon juice. I drink it slowly, resting on the wall, wondering how my life went off the rails.

Mom pretended like it was the most normal thing, “we will use a bowel schedule and a special diet. Things will be fine.” Was I a bad person that I considered my bowel and bladder issues a bigger problem than my legs not working? I didn’t want other people to be there when I pooped or peed. Or change the bag of my pee. Could they see the bag right now? I looked down and saw a bag with a light yellow color on the side of the bed. That was my pee. O my Goddess. I was starting to freak out again. But then I smelled this amazing smell. Cherries. Sierra? Was she here?

My sentence was cut off abruptly. I sauntered to my feet, my hands flying to my mouth in a swift motion. I rushed towards the second entrance where I knew the restroom was and entered an empty one. My face was directly in the sink. Whatever came from my stomach passed through my mouth down into the sink. Why was I puking all of a sudden? It occurred two more times that I felt like my intestines and organs were twisting in circles. I straightened out, trying to search for tissue paper around. What on earth was upsetting my stomach like this?

"Is…..s….. that what I'm thinking thinking it is?" He stammered. "It belongs to my baby. He wasn't feeling too fine and I'm sure it wouldn't smell, since the medicine was just pushing out the fever that has….." He cuts in, "so, it's really a poop." He flashed her a glare, wondering what she's doing with that in a supermarket. He looked down at his hand, seeing the watery stain with a mixture of yellow and greenish substance there.

"Ah! How did this happen?" Little tears trail down my cheeks as I crouch in front of a tree. Upon awakening, an urge hit me and I ran as far as I could before giving free rein to my guts. Everything I ate yesterday comes out under pressure causing me the greatest relief and, at the same time, the worst discomfort.

"Mom, is my brother's poop stinky?" "It's not stinky. Smell and see. It's sour. The poop of a baby who is still drinking milk doesn't stink at all," said Sabrina. Sebastian and Aino were both speechless, especially Sebastian. He pinched his nose and knitted his eyebrows. "Look at yourself. At the very least, you're also a working professional in the city and a top architect. Look at what you're doing. Both your hands are covered in a child's poop and you even put it near your nose to smell it."

Next, Micah immediately bulged his eyes. “Oh my gosh! Maureen must have pooped!” squealed Micah covering his mouth. Hearing that, instantly Alex and Claire were frozen in place. Then they looked at each other with gaping faces. Micah quickly grabbed Maureen from Alex's arms and quickly checked her pants. Alex grimaced at the sight of his hand that had been stained with yellowish liquid. Micah looked at Alex with an apologetic face. “Sure enough, Maureen pooped and she wasn't wearing a bra! I'm sorry. I apologize. I have to clean up her poop now. Once again, I apologize and thank you,” Micah again bowed his body, then scurried away from Alex and Claire's presence.

Theo’s stomach let out a rolling growl, and he placed a hand on his gut, his face scrunching up. “I don’t feel quite right,” he said. He shot Mr. Dale a pathetic look. “Is there a restroom in this building?” Mr. Dale pointed around the east side of the building. “In the parking lot around the other side of the pump house. There’s a portable toilet there, but there are no actual facilities in this building. You’ll have to use a portable one, I’m afraid.” “You’re good,” Theo asked me, his stomach gurgling and groaning wetly.

“If you’re gonna throw up, do it outside the car.” I sat up slowly and nodded. I don’t know how green I must have looked, though, because Hoot swore and Will immediately threw the door on my side open. “Really, I’m f—” Bile bubbled up, and I just barely managed to get my head out the door before I puked on the ground.