Kitty Skatt sighed heavily as she stepped out of the shower, her body still tense from the long flight. It wasn't just the cramped seats that made traveling difficult for her - the unfamiliar food and lack of exercise also played a role in her digestive troubles. With a small grimace, she started to walk towards the toilet, hoping that she would be able to find some relief soon.
As she sat down and placed her iPhone on the counter next to the sink, she couldn't help but feel a rush of excitement - and awkwardness - wash over her. She knew this was one of the more embarrassing aspects of her fetish, but there was no denying that she loved the way her asshole stretched and tightened around the logs of hard, undigested food. It was a sensation unlike any other, and one that she couldn't get enough of.
Slowly, Kitty began to relax her muscles, preparing herself for what was about to come. She could feel her asshole twitching almost instinctively, anticipating the arrival of the first log. And then, with a sudden jolt, she felt it pressing against her rectal wall. It was uncomfortable, but in a strangely exhilarating way.
She closed her eyes, trying to focus on the sensation as it grew stronger and more intense. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, she felt the log begin to slip out of her asshole and into the waiting toilet bowl. The relief was instantaneous, and Kitty let out a small gasp of pleasure as she watched the log disappear beneath the water.
But there was more to come. As she sat there, her eyes still closed, she could feel another log pushing its way into her back passage. This one was even bigger than the first, and Kitty groaned softly as she felt it stretching her open. But despite the discomfort, there was an undeniable thrill coursing through her veins.
Again, she waited patiently as her body adjusted to the intruder. And again, she felt a rush of pleasure as the log slipped from her asshole and joined its predecessor in the toilet bowl. When she finally opened her eyes, she couldn't help but let out a soft moan of delight.
Carefully, she stood up and reached down to inspect herself in the mirror. Her asshole was glistening with sweat, and she could see traces of blood where the logs had torn into her skin. But despite the pain and discomfort, she couldn't deny the intensity of the pleasure she had just experienced.
Kitty leaned in closer, drawn to the sight of her own body in the mirror. She ran a shaky hand over her buttocks, feeling the hard logs of shit still pressed against her skin. She knew that they would only get bigger as the day went on, and she couldn't help but feel a twinge of excitement at the thought of what that would mean for her next trip to the bathroom.
With one final glance at the hot standing angle and hot toilet POV angle in the mirror, Kitty Skatt turned off the bathroom light and smiled to herself in the darkness. She knew that this was only the beginning of her journey, and she couldn't wait to see where it would take her next.
