Lilly woke up feeling particularly gassy and bloated this morning. She had been indulging in a bit too much fast food and soda over the weekend, and her body was paying the price. As she sat on the toilet, her stomach rumbled loudly with the volume of gas it contained. She let out a breathy chuckle at the sound before reaching over to flush the toilet.
As soon as the flush was finished, Lilly pressed her face against the cool porcelain of the toilet bowl and let out a huge belch. It sounded almost like a mini-explosion coming out of her tiny frame. She let out another one, this time producing some liquefied brown gas that splashed against her face. It was disgusting, but she couldn't help but giggle at the same time.
As she sat there, her stomach seemed to be churning even more violently now. She reached down between her legs and started rubbing herself, trying to soothe the growing ache there. Her fingers slid easily into her wetness, and she moaned softly at the feeling.
Suddenly, the first wave of diarrhea hit her. It was hot and thick and pungent, and it shot out of her like a firehose. She didn't even have time to brace herself before she felt herself being covered in it from head to toe. The smell was overwhelming, but all she could think about was how good it felt to finally be emptying herself after being so full and uncomfortable all morning.
The next few waves of diarrhea were even bigger than the first one, each one forcing its way out of her in massive torrents. She could feel her insides being stripped bare as she continued to release everything that had been building up inside her. Her breathing grew heavy, and her moans turned into loud grunts as the intensity of her shitting spiraled out of control.
Eventually, her stomach wrenched one last time, and she felt something bigger than anything else push its way out of her. It was a massive turd, easily the size of a baby's arm. It plopped down onto the floor with a wet splat, sending another wave of nauseating smell wafting up towards her face. She couldn't believe she'd just shat something so huge, but all she could do now was collapse against the toilet bowl, spent from the ordeal.
As she sat there, panting heavily, Lilly couldn't help but feel a strange mixture of satisfaction and shame wash over her. She knew what she'd just done was dirty and disgusting, but at the same time, it felt amazing to finally be empty and clean again. She vowed to be more mindful of what she ate in the future so she didn't have to go through something like this again.
But for now, she couldn't help but feel a perverse sense of pride in her massive dump. After all, size did matter, didn't it?
