Kitty Skatt lay on her bed, stomach churning. She'd eaten a heavy meal at the all-you-can-eat buffet and was now paying the price. Her belly was bloated and uncomfortable, and she felt an urgent need to use the bathroom. Reluctantly, she stood up and walked towards the door, groaning as she did. Once there, she turned around and gave the camera a coy smile.
"Hi everyone! I hope you're enjoying this little show," she said before shutting the door behind her.
Inside the bathroom, Kitty locked the door and began to undress, slowly removing her clothing piece by piece. She looked at herself in the mirror, noting with a pang of embarrassment how her belly protruded out from her body. She sighed and sat down on the toilet, adjusting her position several times before finally settling in.
For what felt like hours, Kitty sat on the toilet, trying to force something out of her system. She squirmed, wiggled, and clenched her fists in frustration, but still nothing happened. The pressure in her bowels built up, and she started to panic. Her face turned red, and she began to breathe heavily as she tried desperately to find some relief.
Finally, Kitty gave up on the sitting position and decided to try squatting instead. She carefully lowered herself down, resting her forearms on her knees for support. The change in position felt strange but good, and she could feel herself relaxing a little. After what seemed like an eternity, she felt a small release. A wave of relief washed over her as she watched a small, hard turd slide out of her anus.
Encouraged by this small victory, Kitty stayed in the squatting position, determined not to give up until she was completely empty. She closed her eyes and breathed deeply, trying to focus on relaxing her body and mind. And then, with an audible gasp, she felt another release. This time, a larger, harder turd slid out of her anus, followed by a few smaller ones.
Kitty sat there for a moment, catching her breath. She had never been so relieved in her life. Slowly, she stood up and hovered over the toilet, examining her work. She grinned, feeling proud of herself for finally being able to take a shit after all that time. She wiped her ass carefully and stood up, feeling light as air.
As she left the bathroom, she realized that the pleasure she derived from being watched while using the toilet was similar to the satisfaction she felt after having a bowel movement. Both filled her with a sense of completion and fulfillment. With a final wink at the camera, Kitty Skatt walked back into her room, looking forward to the next time she could indulge in this peculiar fantasy.
