Hikaru woke up bright and early, the rays of sunlight peeking through her blinds and warming her face. She stretched lazily in bed, feeling a contented yawn escape her lips as she began to stir from her sleep. Today was going to be a fun day, she could feel it in her bones. After rolling out of bed and heading to the bathroom for her morning routine, she started the day off right with a nice, hot shower.
As the steaming water cascaded down her body, washing away any traces of sleep, she let out a soothing sigh of relaxation. She lathered up her skin with a rich, foamy body wash, massaging it into every inch of her flesh. Her fingers traced over her flat stomach, across her firm breasts, and down her soft, round buttocks. The sensation made her nipples harden and her pussy tingle with anticipation. She couldn't help but toy with herself as she finished up in the shower, her fingers delving deeper between her moist folds.
After stepping out of the shower, Hikaru scrubbed her skin dry with a soft towel before moving onto the next step of her morning ritual: brushing her teeth. She squeezed a generous glob of toothpaste onto her brush and started to brush her teeth vigorously, relishing in the tingling sensation as the toothpaste cleansed her mouth. Her mind began to wander, thoughts of the upcoming day filling her head.
As much as she loved brushing her teeth, it was the final step of her morning ritual that always left her feeling the most alive - pooping. Hikaru grinned mischievously to herself as she made her way to the toilet, her mind already drifting towards the warm, soothing sensation of releasing a nice, juicy turd.
She sat down on the toilet, allowing her newspaper-thin panties to ride up her ass crack as she prepared for what was to come. She held her breath, anticipating the familiar feeling of relief that only a good, satisfying shit could bring. Within moments, she felt the telltale pressure building in her bowels, and before she knew it, her asshole was clenching and unclenching as her body began to push out the first of what would be many stinking logs.
With each passing moment, Hikaru released more and more of herself onto the toilet seat, her sphincter working overtime to keep up with the onslaught. The sound of her farts echoing through the bathroom only served to excite her further, her cheeks flushing a deep shade of red at the realization of how noisy she was being.
By the time she was finally finished, Hikaru's legs were shaking with the effort of holding herself up, her face beet red from both exertion and embarrassment. But as she wiped herself clean and stepped out of the bathroom, she couldn't help but feel a sense of pride wash over her. She was a natural born shitter, and she loved every second of it.
