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Faye Valentine gritted her teeth as another cramp ripped through her stomach.
The powerful festering sensation between her healthy buns lessened a little as she let out a long whoosh of a fart that quickly enveloped the cockpit of her tiny ship in a horrendous smell. “Ugh.. Ew!” A smell that told her she needed to find a bathroom, and soon. Luckily the Bebop was only a few minutes away. Another fart, this one a powerful rumbler, burst forth from her big, but firm and shapely butt. Faye had always had a very healthy appetite, and a matching metabolism, but now it had been nearly six days since she had last taken a dump. Witch was highly unusual, as she normally went from one to three times daily. Jet’s cooking had been terrible lately, but who could blame him, after all they were very, very broke, and the food supplies was.. very little exciting. Or fresh.
FFFFFRRRRRTTTTT! “Ohhhhnn!” Another burst of rectal gas pressed itself forcefully from her anus, now she was rapidly loosing what little control she had left, and sweat now started to form on her forehead as well; the cleft between her globular mounds of posterior meat had long been soaked in sweat from her straining to keep the impending avalanche of crap at bay. She finally saw the Bebop appearing in front of her, and prayed none of her crewmembers would bother her with petty details of her returning empty-handed form another bounty chase. All she wanted in the world now was to park her ship, make a bee-line to the little bathroom closet, plant her rump on the toilet and lay some serious cable.
As she flew into the hangar, she colored the air in her cockpit with some more loud, ill smelling bursts, simultaneously noticing that both Jet and Spikes ships were missing. Thank God, she thought as her stomach rumbled loudly, she would be able to evacuate her bursting bowels in peace. Quickly parking her ship and getting out, she welcomed the fresh air in the Bebop’s hangar in opposition to the fart-filled cockpit of her ship. She awkwardly started walking towards the hangar exit, as her rotund butt globes was clenched hard to prevent anything from escaping into her yellow, sweat-soaked hip piece. Suddenly there was a loud bubbly sound from her belly, and instantaneously her rectum inflated with what felt like an enormous amount of gas. Stopping in her tracks, she clenched her cheeks so hard they started to tremble. “Oohhh… nhhhhh..” The pressure quickly rised to unacceptable levels, and after deciding that it was only gas, and not more solid material, she bent her knees slightly, thrust her ample ass out behind her, and let go. BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAPPPPPPPPPPTTTTTT!! “Nnhh!” POOOOOoooOOOooOooOORT!! “Oh!” FRRTTTTTTTTPPPTTSsssss.. BLORP!
A massive barrage of farts exploded from her relaxed ass, echoing loudly in the hangar. She thanked her lucky star her teammates was absent, that rectal explosion was probably audible in a large area of the ship. But instead of feeling relief, the removal of the gas allowed a tower of crap which felt like it began at Fayes butthole and reached to some unfathomable place inside her, to drop into place and make it painfully clear that what was next wasn’t just potent farts, but the real thing. Getting slightly gripped by panic, she walked stiff-legged but determined against the bathroom witch luckily was just down the hall outside the hangar entry, wrapping her left arm around her aching belly. Realizing there was a possibility that she might not be able to make it, and drop a elephantine load in her pants and probably on the floor as well, made her quicken her pace.
Her backdoor pressure steadily increasing as she stabbed into the hallway to the toilet, along with her stomach starting to cramp hard lead to her having to stop again, now right outside the bathroom door, to release another sudden uncontrollable burst of gas that slipped past what felt like and she knew was a gigantic turd. PTSSSSSSSSSSSSssssSSSSSSss…sssssSSSsssss.. “Agh…ahhnnnh..” Her release complete, she quickly pushed the button to open the bathroom door.
Faye stabbed inside without closing the door behind her, and turned her back towards the inviting toilet, frantically undoing the two straps that hold her hip piece up around her wide hips. With a couple of energetic squirms to get the already stretched material pushed past the considerable dimensions of her well-curved hips and roundly protruding rump and down to knee level, she finally sat down on the bowl with a moan of relief. With a voluptuous waggling of her behind to separate her big buttocks now hugging the bowl she got ready to relieve herself, no, to take a truly serious shit. She rubbed her tummy, closed her eyes and let go a fart that ended dangerously wet. BRRRRAPPPPPPPPPFSSLPSPLSPLSS! SPLUTT! The pressure in her already swelling anal nub increased as she leaned forward with her arms wrapped around her raging stomach, her big breasts cowering her arms and touching her thighs as she leaned.
“Ohh… nhhhhgg! Ahhh!!” She uninhibited moaned loudly as she felt the enormous, hard and heavy log sqeeze itself outward, stretching her to the point of pain. It burst forth from her well-parted buttocks with sudden violence and descended rapidly towards the water beneath. “Rmmbll..guuurglll” Her stomach rumbled, as the turd broke off and landed in the bowl with a very heavy THUD! Two more big logs followed, accompanied by some loud farts, echoing in the bowl. BRAAAAAAAAAPPPPPPPPPP!!! BRAAPPT! BRT! PRRT! PUUUUffffffffff! “Oh… those really needed to come out. Nnnhhhh!.”
Another thick piece came crackling out and reached all the way into the water before breaking off, but the enormous sensation of fullness in Fayes ass had not even begun to be alleviated. A nasty, potent stench began to fill the air.
A huge, particularly bulky length of loose shit which, with a slight shift, gassily burst forth, stretching her, slid, oozed, dropped and slopped in a muddy, heavy, interminable, barely formed mess out with a disgusting, loose, pllOOOOOOffeffefftshlufflufffbrtttffft-ffft-fftPLOPfffft-ffftPLOPffft-fffffft-fffftPLOP-PLOP-pipipippp... fluppfluppbrraa-POOT! into the toilet made her sigh with relief. That felt like at least two pounds of dung. Another loud fart urgently popped out of her ass, grossly resonating in the somewhat muffled toilet underneath, and ended as another sludgy length of messy, heavy, claylike ordure ffflooompffffed out noisily into the pot. “Aahh… I guess I REALLY needed to poop” she grunted to herself, leaning further forward now placing her elbows on her knees.
Still not feeling empty, Faye lifted her right butt cheek to peek into the bowl, where her shit had now started to rise above the water in the bowl. As she amazed looked at her products, her asshole blossomed open, and an immense, incredibly thick brown turd revealed itself. The smell hit immediately like a ton of bricks, and Faye urgently grabbed her buttcheeks with both hands, pulling them apart.
The train of shit slowly started to crackle out of the void, her face showing both relief and pain, with a grimace of urgency mixed in. “Ungh! NNhh.. Aaggh!“ She was taking anything but a ladylike shit, this was beyond anything she had ever produced before. The log, still emerging from her butt, had begun to coil on top of itself down in the toilet. The fat, glistening, light-brown stool began to get softer as it exited, making loud crackling sounds as it slipped from her big asshole, now well over two feet in length. With a low grunt, it fell from her, the last part of it slapping against the inside of the bowl.
Folding her hands and leaning a little more forward, causing her ample bust to make a deep cleavage as it pressed itself against her yellow latex top, she remained in this position for a few moments, getting her breath back.
Her roisterous intestines and stomach soon started to churn again though, and gassy, stinking farts pooffed and pooorted wetly into the pot below her.
Trying to cover up the nauseous smell, she reached into a pocked in the red sweatshirt she wore tied around her back for a cigarette, and lighted it.
It did not help as much against the smell as she had hoped, but it was relaxing nonetheless. She relaxed and let nature take its course.
Pffrrrttt! Then there was a low stomach rumble that ended in pifffoorrpluffflifflufflipipploppliplop, as hot excrement gassily and irregulary pooped and slopped messily out of her rump without any straining from her, and this fetid discharge hugely intensified the horrible stink in the room.
Despite of the gargantuan amount of excrement Faye had pooped out, she still felt full and the need to go. And she couldn't believe the smell. God help anyone who comes in here now, she thought to herself, putting the cigarette in her mouth, as rectal sensations hinted at the relieving churnings deep in her intestines. Without thinking about it she remained relaxed, just leaned forward a little more and let the full sensation deep in her bowels increase and shift on its own accord.... downward and backward in her body until... ffffiplopfluppploppiffffpOOOOOrt! ffpluppliplippOOR-plop-plopOOrtlilipsloop, a steamy, muddy, copious cascade of very sloppy shit and foul farts profusely pushed through her relaxed anus and pouffed and piled under her ass into the laden toilet. It was a very pleasurable discharge...Faye sighed with pleasure... “Mmmmhh…” Her insides continued to churn quietly. Suddenly her attention was diverted by movement in the doorway, and she quickly raised her head.
The thin frame of Ed stood there, with a questioning and still sleepy look on her face. “Ed! What are you doing here? Get out!” Faye tried to reach the doorlock, but it was too far away, and a slimy brown eel that started to snake itself undeniable from her butt into the bowl made standing up impossible.
Ed’s face, as if not until now waking up and realizing the sight before her, suddenly lit up wide awake and surprised exclaimed “Wow!..” But she didn't leave. Instead she giggled and entered the room, going straight for Faye, who just pinched off the log that had been pumping itself out. “Faye-Faye, are you pooping?” Ed enthusiastically asked, her nose nearly touching Faye’s.
Unable to become angry at the somewhat hyperactive ten year old, Faye matter-of-factly replied “Yes Ed, I’m DEFINITIVELY pooping. Now can you please get out, and close the door?”
Sensing a growing pressure in her butt and viscerae again, Faye hoped Ed would leave fast, but instead she looked at Faye with a curious look on her face, grinning as she asked “Is it a big one? Ein ran away from the smell, and his yelping woke me up. Are you ill, Faye-Faye?” “Look Ed” Faye said in a now strained voice, ”I’m in the middle of a dump here, so could you PLEASE leave now? And no, I’m not ill”. FRRRT! A small burst of gas rippled past Fayes buns. But instead of leaving, Ed just started giggled, spinning on her right heel proclaiming “Faye-Faye! Poo-poo!” just then the pressure in Fayes ample butt got so heavy that she with a nasal grunt ”NNH!” excreted a thunderous explosive flubbOOOOOmphlupplupplupp resonating in the toilet beneath her. She grunted again audibly. “Nnngh!” A loud, weighty PfffffUUUuuulltPLOOP followed. Ed had stopped spinning and looked like the smell might start getting to her. A slightly muffled POOoomphluppippippippippiPLOP of another massive evacuation resonated in the toilet under Faye as she slightly embarrassed grunted again and then sighed. Why did she have to take this biggest-ever shit right next to Ed? More intensely foul stink wafted up from the bowl. Her inner sensations heralded another impending contribution. “Ew.” Ed stated, heading slightly towards the door.
Suddenly Faye’s embarrassment gave way to a sort of voluptuous forbidden pleasure in producing the kind of obscene foulness which her body was expelling in abundance. Sort of a reversed reaction. Where she had until now felt embarrassment, she suddenly emerged into sort of a scarifying grotesque state of pleasure seeing Ed finally becoming grossed out.
Faye grinned evilly, arched her back into a very sensuous pose and bore down hard upon her abdominal sensations. A huge, gratifying POOORPPHLOOOMPHFARTPLOPPPIPPLOPPPHUUUMMFF.....FFFFTTT! exploded out between her quaking buttocks and literally thundered into the now rather full toilet beneath her. She was feeling more and more relieved for every push, and the odor in the room became truly unbearable.
Blabbaploomffflippfluppffffffplupp! from beneath as Faye grunted again vigorously. That did it. With a “Yuk. Nasty Faye-Faye!” Ed jumped out of the bathroom and ran down the hallway proclaiming “Yuky yuk! Ew! Ew!”
Laughing out loud, Faye felt as like felt the end was finally in sight. She farted out another copious wave of nearly diarrheic waste, which gassily and odiferously spouted, pooped, sputtered and splattered in the resonant containment under her.
A final, thick log began unfurling from her big, now utterly relieved butt.
She rubbed her now not-so bulging stomach with one hand in circular motions as she shat. But after only a few inches out, it came to a stop. Sligtly surprised, Faye increased her outward pressure with a grunt, “NNnhhh..” but the log did not budge. It wasn’t stuck in her, rather it felt like there was something blocking its further progress. Scooting herself a little back on the seat, she looked down between her legs and dropped her jaw.
She was aware she had just taken the shit of her life, but the gargantuan mound of muck in the toilet overdid her wildest expectations. The bowl was completely packed with pounds of crap, and the pile had risen so high that it was now blocking further deposit. Faye was nearly sitting in her own waste. Nevertheless, this piece of brown sludge demanded release, and so she raised herself slightly off the bowl, and rotated her waist in a circular motion, causing the turd to coil in circles, adding itself to the brown mound.
When the last turd finally ended, Faye realized she had a big problem. There was no way this was ever gonna flush, the mound almost touched her butt, and the smell was now absolutely inhuman. As she hovered over the bowl, breathing through her mouth and thinking on what to do, her stomach suddenly rumbled loudly. PRRRRT!!, “Oh geez!” Plipthplopffffprap..blop…pratt..burp…pfffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffft!
Some mud blurted out followed by a long fart, splattering the toilet ring and the underside of the raised lid, followed by a handful of thin, fingerlong turds. She was finally done, luckily. Any more and poop might start falling outta the bowl! After wiping six times, tossing the paper as well as her cigarette on top of her smelly mound, she arose from the toilet, pulled her pants back up, which needed a little adjustment, with a couple of wiggles to get the tight material up to hug her hips and butt. Exiting the bathroom while trying to conjure up a plan on how to deal with the now completely clogged toilet, Faye heard Ed singing “Faye-Faye, poo-poo!” somewhere in the distance.
Fayes insides were well cleaned out, but at a price. Heading towards the tool cellar to dig up some instruments for some serious un-clogging, she sighed and hoped Spike and Jet would not come back for at least an hour or two. And next time she felt a need like this, she would just go destroy some public bathroom instead.
End
I came. Excellent story.
This wins
Oh holy shit.
Literally.
