Toni, a bubbly and charming college girl with long brown hair, a perfectly rounded ass, and an infectious giggle, lived in a cozy studio apartment near campus. She enjoyed her independence but sometimes missed the comforts of home, like her big brother's old room. Especially when she had a massive shit brewing in her gut that just wouldn't wait.
It began on Tuesday morning when she tried a new flavor of her favorite yogurt. By Wednesday, the delicious taste had been replaced by an unwanted guest – intense abdominal cramps and pressure. She tried to ignore it, thinking it might just be some sort of stomach bug, but by Thursday morning she knew better. She couldn't sleep through the night without getting up multiple times to use the bathroom, and her farts were loud and frequent.
Finally, on Friday morning, she woke up early with an overwhelming urge to move her bowels. She threw on her favorite sweatpants with the elastic waistband and made her way to the kitchen where she prepared herself a warm cup of coffee. As she stirred in some sugar and cream, she couldn't help but think about how good it was going to feel to finally empty her aching asshole.
With her coffee in hand, she walked slowly down the hallway towards her bathroom, her gaze fixed on the pink bowl sitting on top of the toilet. She imagined her soft, round cheeks resting against the cool porcelain as she released her heavy load. Suddenly, she felt a wave of nausea wash over her, and she quickly took a sip of her coffee to steady herself.
Steeling her nerves, she closed the door behind her and locked it, just in case she needed to make some noise. Kicking her shoes off, she lowered herself gently onto the toilet seat, her heart racing with anticipation. She stared at the pink bowl, her lips parting slightly as she began to breathe heavily. With one quick motion, she pulled her sweatpants and panties down to her ankles, revealing her bare, pink asshole.
Without further delay, she leaned forward, pressing her palms against the cool tiles of the bathroom wall. She took a deep breath, and then another, and on the third one, she grunted as her fatberg-sized turd began to slide out of her tight little asshole. She gasped in relief as it hit the water, sending ripples across the surface of the pink bowl.
Her eyes were wide with pleasure as she watched her massive log float lazily in the toilet water. She couldn't believe how much better she felt already; it was like a weight had been lifted off her shoulders – or more accurately, her rectum. As she sat there savoring the feeling of emptying her bowels, she couldn't help but wish that her brother were there to see this side of her.
