As the sun began to set over the college campus, Debbie and her closest girlfriends made their way towards the old abandoned lecture hall. They were heading to a place that few people knew about, a spot that held a special secret for them. A secret that involved sharing something very intimate and private with each other.
Debbie was the first one to arrive at the dusty, old room. She lit a few candles and arranged them around the large, dilapidated toilet in the center of the room. It was an ancient relic with a heavy seat and sharp edges, but Debbie knew it could handle whatever she and her friends had planned for it.
Soon, her girlfriends arrived, each of them carrying a small bag containing items they would need for the evening's festivities. Without wasting any time, they gathered around the toilet like a group of witches at a bonfire. The mood was electric as they began to share thoughts and memories about the times they'd shared together.
"Remember that time we snuck into the boys' dorm and watched them sleep?" giggled Emily, lifting her dress and showing off her lacy black panties.
"Or when we sneaked into the cafeteria and filled all the fruit cups with soap suds?" said Jenny, rolling her eyes back in laughter.
Debbie smiled warmly, enjoying her friend's stories as much as she was looking forward to what was about to happen. She took a deep breath, feeling the excitement build inside her. She reached into her bag and pulled out a small lollypop, placing it carefully on the edge of the toilet seat.
"Alright, girls," she said, her voice trembling with anticipation. "Let's do this."
One by one, each of them lowered their panties and took a seat on the toilet seat, their juicy, bare cheeks glistening in the flickering candlelight. They leaned forward, pressing their stomach against the cold porcelain as they took turns licking the lollipop.
The tension in the room was palpable as they took their turn savoring the sweet treat, their eyes locking onto each other's reflection in the mirror. Finally, after what seemed like hours, Debbie broke the silence.
"Okay, girls," she said in a hushed voice. "It's your turn now."
Without hesitation, they each took a deep breath and bit down hard on the lollipop, grimacing as the sweetness disappeared from their mouths, leaving behind a bitter, unusual taste. Their faces twisted into expressions of disgust and surprise as they felt the unfamiliar sensation in their stomachs.
"What is this?" gasped Emily, her hand flying to her mouth.
"I don't know," said Jenny, her eyes wide with fear. "But it doesn't feel good."
Debbie watched with a vain smile, knowing full well that the taste in their mouths was nothing compared to what they were about to experience. As each of them finished their turn with the lollipop, they leaned forward, their stomachs bulging outwards with... something.
"Alright, girls," Debbie said, her voice dropping to a husky whisper. "Let it all out."
And they did. One by one, each girl pushed with all their might, sending turd after turd flying out of their asses and into the toilet bowl. They howled in laughter, tears streaming down their faces as they watched their fat, brown turds splash into the water.
"I've never felt anything like that before," gasped Emily, wiping her eyes.
"Me neither," said Jenny, still giggling. "But it was... kinda hot."
They continued like this for hours, taking turns pushing out their insides and watching as they floated in the toilet bowl. It wasn't until the early hours of the morning that they finally stumbled out of the old lecture hall, their clothes caked in shit and their minds filled with memories of their most intimate and depraved encounter yet.
As they said their goodbyes and went their separate ways, each girl couldn't help but feel a strange sense of satisfaction and closeness. They had shared something truly special, something that nobody else would ever know about them. It was their secret, and they would cherish it forever.
