Daisy had been feeling stressed out all day. She was balancing her schoolwork, extracurricular activities and still trying to maintain some semblance of social life. The pressure was starting to take a toll on her and she felt an uncontrollable urge to shit. She knew she should have gone to the bathroom before leaving the dorm but she was in such a hurry to attend her next class that she simply forgot about it.
By the time she got back home from a long day of classes, her stomach was in knots and she could barely contain herself. She quickly changed into something more comfortable and decided to make herself something to eat. She rummaged through the kitchen cupboards for some snacks but when she spotted a bag of chips, she knew she couldn't resist them.
Before she even had time to think about it, she was standing in front of the fridge, chips in one hand and a bottle of soda in the other. She could feel the pressure building up inside her and she knew she had to find a way to relieve it. She debated going upstairs to her room but then she thought about the mess she would have to clean up later. She decided it would be easier just to find a spot in the kitchen to let it all out.
Without giving it another thought, she made her way over to the sink and began to unbutton her jeans. She attempted to reach around her back to undo her bra but found it too cumbersome with her limited range of motion. She gave up on that idea and decided to just go without it. She lowered herself slowly onto the cold tiled floor, her panties already muddy from the shit that had slipped out of her on the way down.
The feeling of relief was instantaneous as she released a massive load of shit into the kitchen floor. She moaned in pleasure as she continued to grind her hips, forcefully pushing more and more shit out of her. The warmth and fullness in her belly made her feel both nauseous and aroused at the same time. She was conscious of the smell but it only seemed to turn her on even more.
After what felt like an eternity, she finally reached the end of it all. She collapsed onto her back, panting heavily, taking in the intense mix of scents that filled the room. She never thought she would get such pleasurable sensations out of something so dirty. A slow smile spread across her face as she realized that this feeling was addictive. Her mind was already spinning with thoughts of where she could shit next and what kind of sensations she could expect to feel.
With her blissful trance broken by the sound of footsteps approaching the kitchen, she quickly scrambled to her feet, cursing herself for getting careless. She wiped the remaining shit from her panties with a dishtowel and tried to salvage what she could in the kitchen before anyone else turned up. As she cleaned up the mess, she couldn't help but feel a twisted sense of pride in what she had just accomplished.
