Ginger sat on the toilet, her plump bottom pushed out as she struggled to move her unwieldy bowels. She had been feeling unwell all day, experiencing frequent urges to have a bowel movement but never quite managing to fully empty herself. Finally, after hours of discomfort, she managed to relax her muscles enough to evacuate her lower intestines. With a loud sigh of relief, she stood up and inspected the enormous turd that had been festering in her intestines.
It was unlike any she had ever seen before - a monstrous, auburn-colored lump that towered over the red plastic bowl. Ginger stared in awe at her creation, marveling at its size. It had to weigh at least five pounds, and it was as long as her forearm. She took her phone out of her pocket and snapped a photo, grinning widely for the camera.
"Look what I made!" she exclaimed, before realizing that she still needed to clean up the mess. She grabbed a large wad of toilet paper and carefully wrapped it around the base of the turd, straining under its immense weight. She lifted it out of the bowl, wincing at the sickeningly sweet smell that assaulted her nostrils.
Carrying the quaking mass in her hands, Ginger staggered out of the bathroom and down the hallway towards her bedroom. Her roommate, Ashley, was lying on her bed, flicking through TV channels with one hand while idly scratching her bare stomach with the other. She looked up when she heard Ginger approach.
"What's that?" she asked curiously, noticing the bulge in Ginger's hand. "Did you finally pass that brick?"
"It's not a brick," Ginger said defensively, placing the turd gently onto the carpet. "And I think it's pretty impressive, don't you?"
Ashley rose from her bed, her mouth forming an 'o' of surprise. She had never seen such a massive turd in real life, and she couldn't help but feel a strange sense of awe at her friend's bodily achievement. She crouched down next to Ginger, running her fingers through the toilet paper wrapping.
"Wow," she breathed. "That's... insane."
They both stood there, admiring the turd for several long moments before Ginger finally spoke. "We should probably do something with it," she said with a nervous laugh, gesturing towards the enormous feces. "Before it starts to smell."
Ashley nodded in agreement. "We could put it in the trash can outside," she suggested. "Or we could bury it in the backyard."
They had a brief discussion about the best course of action, debating the pros and cons of each option. In the end, they decided to wrap the turd in plastic bags and dispose of it in the trash can outside, hoping that it wouldn't attract too much attention.
The rest of the evening passed uneventfully, with neither girl mentioning the turd again. However, they couldn't help but steal glances at the bulging trash can every time they walked past it, feeling a strange sense of pride and accomplishment at the massive feces that had once been a part of Ginger's body.
