In a small, yet cozy apartment, Anna and Abby woke up to the sound of their alarm clocks. They both rolled out of bed, yawning and scratching their asses while walking towards the bathroom. It was their usual morning routine; they shared the same toilet because there was only one in the whole apartment.
Anna got to the bathroom first. She lifted her shirt up, revealing her perky tits, and then raised her ass in the air. She let out a deep sigh as she felt the pressure building up in her bowels. Slowly, a thick log of shit emerged from her puckered asshole and dropped into the toilet bowl. It wasn't long before another one followed suit, forming an intimate pile with the previous log.
Just as she was about to start cleaning up, Abby walked in, looking sleepy but determined. She didn't notice that Anna was still there until she heard her giggle nervously. "Um, hey Abby," Anna said sheepishly, "Did you not see the seat was up?"
"Ohmygod! I'm so sorry Anna!" Abby exclaimed, her cheeks flushing red in embarrassment. She quickly grabbed a nearby stool and sat down, crossing her legs tightly.
Anna smiled reassuringly at her friend. "It's alright, we're all girls here," she said with a wink before picking up a wad of toilet paper to clean up her mess.
Abby watched as Anna expertly cleaned up her own shit, admiring how she managed to make it look so effortless. As she waited for her turn on the toilet seat, she felt a familiar twinge in her lower abdomen. She groaned softly, knowing that she too would have to deal with a shitty morning soon.
When it was finally her turn, Abby grimaced as she positioned herself over the toilet bowl. Unlike Anna, her turds were much slower and tighter, which made them harder to pass. She closed her eyes and focused on her breathing, trying not to think about the unpleasant sensation in her ass.
After what felt like an eternity, Abby was finally able to let out a deep sigh of relief. She looked down and saw that she had left behind a small pile of tight, dry turds. Just as she was about to start cleaning them up, she heard the toilet flush, indicating that Anna was done.
"Thanks, Anna!" Abby called out, feeling a wave of embarrassment wash over her again. She grabbed a new wad of toilet paper and started scrubbing at her shit, trying not to think about how close they were standing to each other.
Finally, both girls stood up, feeling somewhat relieved. As they washed their hands and faces at the sink, they couldn't help but glance down at the toilet bowl. The massive pile of shit was a stark reminder of the morning they had just endured.
"I guess that's how shit works, huh?" Anna chuckled, trying to make light of the situation. Abby couldn't help but laugh along, grateful for their friendship that allowed them to share such an intimate moment.
Even though their morning had been anything but glamorous, they knew that they would be bound by this experience for the rest of the day. They were double trouble, two girls who had just dealt with the unpleasantness of shitting together, but who were now ready to tackle whatever the rest of the day had in store for them.
