Emily had always been proud of her shapely ass. It was round, firm, and bounced delightfully with every step she took. Today, she found herself in a bit of a predicament. She was on her lunch break at the mall, and the only available restroom was at the far end of the food court. After downing a large soda and snacking on some junk food, Emily's stomach began to churn uncomfortably. She knew what was coming.
As she walked towards the restroom, she could already feel the urge to poop building up inside her. The closer she got, the more desperate she became. By the time she reached the bathroom stall, she was practically dying to let loose.
Emily locked the door behind her and practically dived onto the toilet seat. After a brief moments of constipation-induced pain, she let out a long, slow sigh of relief as her asshole began to spasm and loosen up. She gripped the edges of the toilet seat tightly, preparing for the inevitable force of her enormous turd.
With a powerful thrust, Emily pushed out her monstrous bomb. It was huge - at least 18 inches long - and meteor-shaped, with a wide girth that stretched her tight little hole almost to its limits. The sensation of it sliding out was both exhilarating and slightly uncomfortable, but the satisfying sound of splashes and gurgles as it hit the water made it all worthwhile.
As she recovered from her explosive release, Emily couldn't help but admire the impressive length of her turd. It was so long, in fact, that it hung down below the level of the toilet seat, forming a perfect 'S' shape as it curled towards the drain. She leaned forward to get a better look at it, her breasts almost touching the cold porcelain of the toilet bowl.
With a bit of effort, Emily managed to extract the turd from the water and hold it up for closer inspection. It was magnificent – smooth and gleaming with a tinge of green from her food coloring stool test from earlier. In a moment of whimsy, Emily decided to take a picture of her masterpiece with her phone before flushing it away.
Feeling satisfied and somewhat grossed out at the same time, Emily washed her hands and left the bathroom, glancing back over her shoulder at the mortified expression on the face of a man standing outside the stall. As she returned to work, she couldn't help but chuckle at the thought of the poor guy who'd almost walked in on her and her concrete snake.
