As I walked into my bathroom, I couldn't help but let out a long, slow breath. My stomach was killing me, and it was growing increasingly painful by the minute. I had been holding in a colossal shit for as long as I could remember, and it was starting to feel like my intestines were going to burst.
I knew that I should have gone to the doctor weeks ago when the constipation first started, but I had been too embarrassed to admit there was a problem. Now, here I was, at the brink of insanity, desperate for relief.
I undid my pants and let them fall to the floor, revealing my bare ass. My eyes immediately went to the mirror above the sink, but instead of seeing a reflection of my own agony, all I saw was a girl with a smile on her face.
"Am I really going to do this?" I whispered to myself, wondering how far I was willing to take things. The girl in the mirror smiled back, reassuring me that everything was going to be alright.
I turned around and sat down on the cold, hard tile floor, my legs spread wide. My asshole was clenched so tightly that it was beginning to throb, but I forced myself to relax. Slowly, I lowered my fingers, one by one, until they were pressing against my anus.
The feeling of resistance was intense, but I pushed through it, applying more pressure as I moved my fingers in a circular motion. The pain was unbearable, but it was nothing compared to the relief I felt as my mass began to slide out of my body.
It was incredible. Never in my wildest dreams had I imagined it would feel this good to shit. With each passing moment, the pain subsided a little more, replaced by a warm, satisfying sensation that seemed to radiate through my entire body.
I watched in awe as my monster shit plopped onto the tile floor, spreading out like a dark, gooey blanket. It was massive – easily the biggest turd I had ever seen, and it was all mine. As I continued to empty my bowels, I couldn't help but let out a moan of ecstasy.
When it was finally over, I collapsed onto the floor, spent but satisfied. Looking down, I saw something I never thought I'd see: a glistening pile of my very own shit. It was beautiful, and for the first time in ages, I felt truly alive.
As I pulled my pants back up and left the bathroom, the girl in the mirror was no longer there. But I knew she was still with me, cheering me on, every step of the way.
