Rebecca ate her breakfast hurriedly, knowing she had a busy day ahead of her at work. It was just as well; she couldn't afford to take much time out of her day with how much she had to get done. But as she finished off the last bite of her toast and drained the last bit of orange juice from the glass, a familiar feeling began to well up within her.
She rushed to the bathroom, her stomach churning and growling. As soon as she sat down on the toilet, it all started to come out - thick and fast. Rebecca's morning constitutional was always on the large side, but today it was truly something else. The first wave of liquid barely had time to reach the bottom of the bowl before another one followed, carrying with it great gobs of creamy shit that made the water froth and swirl.
Rebecca leaned against the cold tiled wall at her back, panting as she felt her insides being emptied out. She had never been in such pain before, yet there was a strange sense of pleasure mixed in with the discomfort. The feeling of fullness, of being stretched and emptied, was intense and strangely arousing.
As the last remnants of her breakfast finally slid out of her, Rebecca leaned over to take a closer look at her work. The water in the toilet was a murky brown, streaked with strips of white and flecks of red. She reached into the bowl to examine her gift more closely; it felt so smooth and warm against her skin. She couldn't help but marvel at the beauty of it all - the thick, rich layers of shit swirling around in the water, looking like little volcanos about to erupt. It struck her as oddly beautiful, like some kind of strange art form.
With a sigh of satisfaction, Rebecca flushed the toilet, washing away all evidence of her morning meal. She stood up, her body swaying slightly as the last of the dizziness from her explosive bowel movement subsided. She took a moment to recover, smiling softly to herself as she imagined the thick, creamy mess slowly making its way through the sewage system, heading for wherever it was destined.
Feeling pleased with herself, Rebecca straightened her clothes and headed out of the bathroom, humming softly under her breath. She couldn't wait to see what delights the day would bring - both in her work and, perhaps, in her bowels.
