As I sat comfortably on my chair, feeling the soft cushioning against my plump rear end, I couldn't help but think about how much waste I had built up over the day. It wasn't as if I'd been intentionally stuffing myself full of unhealthy foods - I'd merely been enjoying my meals in moderation, as any good queen should. But still, here we were.
I reached behind me and undid the buckle of my denim skirt, letting it fall to the floor with a soft thud. My heart raced as I spread my cheeks wide and felt the cool air hit my gaping asshole. The sensation was both liberating and exhilarating, and I could already feel the warmth of my own stomach acids beginning to pour out.
"Oh yeah," I moaned, watching as my massive thighs quivered in anticipation. I shifted slightly in my seat, feeling the muscles in my ass cheeks flex and contract against the worn upholstery. The thought of digging into myself with my own fingers sent another wave of pleasure coursing through my body.
Without further hesitation, I lowered one hand onto my stomach, feeling the soft, squishy flesh beneath my fingertips, and began to probe gently. It wasn't long before I found what I was looking for - a small, hard lump that I recognized as a piece of undigested food.
I sighed contentedly as I worked it free, my other hand still braced behind me for support. It felt so good to finally release some of the pent-up pressure in my gut. The sensation of the food breaking apart beneath my fingers was both satisfying and strangely arousing.
As I continued to probe and extract, I found myself growing more adventurous. I slipped a finger into my anus, feeling the warm, slick walls of my rectum pulse around it. It was an oddly familiar sensation, and one that I couldn't help but enjoy.
Suddenly, without warning, a gush of hot liquid poured out of me. At first, I thought it might be the last of my dinner, but as the stream continued unabated, I realized with horror that it was much too much for that. My eyes widened in disbelief as I watched my own shit cascade down my thighs and onto the floorboards beneath.
"Fuck!" I gasped, stumbling back in shock. I glanced over my shoulder, noting with satisfaction that there was no little plastic funnel in sight. A slow smile spread across my face as realization dawned on me - I'd managed to empty my bowels all by myself, without any help at all.
Feeling triumphant, I stood up and took a moment to admire the view. My immense, curvy body was coated in a thin layer of my own filth, but somehow it only added to my allure. Gingerly, I reached around and began cleaning myself up, taking care not to spread the mess further.
As I watched myself on the camera feed, I couldn't help but wonder who would be lucky enough to see this footage. Would they be as turned on by it as I was? Only time would tell. For now, though, I was content to revel in my newfound glory as the SSBBW Queen Siya - solo shitter extraordinaire.
