As the night went on at the lively friend's house party, Cori found herself in dire need of some privacy. The loud music, booming laughter, and chatter were beginning to overwhelm her. Quickly, she snuck off to the restroom, locking the door behind her. With her heart racing and her cheeks flushed, she knew exactly what she needed to do.
Cori hovered over the toilet bowl, her backside hovering just above the cold porcelain surface. She breathed in deeply, trying to calm herself down before she started the task at hand. With one swift move, she lowered herself onto the toilet seat and let out a long, loud groan. The pressure was building up inside her, and all she could think about was how good it was going to feel when she finally let go.
Her face scrunched up in discomfort as she grunted and pushed, straining with every ounce of strength she had. It felt like nothing was happening, but slowly but surely, her bowels started to move. Cori gritted her teeth, biting her bottom lip to keep from making any noises. Her eyes squeezed shut, she let out a long, low moan as a hot, steamy plop could be heard echoing in the bathroom.
With relief washing over her, Cori heaved a sigh of relief. She wiped her brow with a shaking hand and took a moment to catch her breath. But there was more work to be done. She knew she'd eaten a lot throughout the day, and her belly was still quite full. She braced herself for the next round of grunting, pushing, and straining.
Again and again, Cori found herself in a familiar rhythm of pleasure and pain. Her face contorted into all sorts of expressions as the grunts turned into howls, and the straining became more intense. Sweat beaded on her forehead as she worked up a mighty effort, pushing out the last of the food from her system.
At long last, it was done. Cori's stomach was empty, and she felt an incredible sense of relief wash over her. Her cheeks were flushed, and her heart was still racing from the excitement of it all. She allowed herself a small smile before flushing the toilet and washing her hands.
Back in the living room, Cori rejoined the party, her belly now empty and content. She couldn't help but feel a sense of pride in herself for being able to handle such a task with so much grace and strength. And besides, if it meant getting away from the crowds for a little while, then it was definitely worth it.
