Victoria was in the bathroom, her cheeks puffed out with an impressive amount of air. She was just about to unleash a torrent of diarrhea onto the toilet seat when she heard your voice calling out to her from the other room. Instantly, she felt a wave of embarrassment wash over her.
"Victoria," you called out again, your voice laced with concern. "You okay in there?"
She considered lying, but decided against it. Her ass was already clenching and unclenching rhythmically, forcing out small squeaks from her trembling voice. "Um... y-yes?" she finally managed to answer, her heart pounding in her chest.
"You don't sound so good," you replied, giving a soft knock on the door. "Is everything okay in there?"
Victoria bit her lower lip, her brows furrowing in uncertainty. She knew she couldn't maintain this charade for much longer. "H-hey," she squeaked, her hands trembling as they gripped the toilet paper roll. "I... um... I think I'm going to shit."
"Really?" you asked, your voice filled with surprise. "Do you want some privacy?"
"I-it's okay," she stammered, her cheeks burning with a bright red flush. She had never felt so exposed and vulnerable, but she also knew that you would be there to support her.
Slowly, she lowered herself onto the toilet seat, her legs trembling as she tried to stabilize herself. The thought of you watching her, of potentially seeing her ass or her poop, was mortifying, but she didn't want to be alone in this moment.
As she released the fart she'd been holding in, a powerful wave of relief washed over her. She let out a long sigh and let her body relax, feeling the warmth and pressure build up inside her gut once again. This time, however, she didn't fight it. Instead, she let go, feeling a torrent of diarrhea and farts pouring out of her in a loud, messy explosion.
"Oh fuck," she groaned, her head falling back as she gave in to the sensation. Her asshole clenched and unclenched repeatedly, spraying your face with hot, stinky shit and filling the air with the sound of farting. She couldn't believe what she was doing, but she also couldn't help herself.
"Are you okay?" you asked, your voice thick with concern. "Do you want me to come in and help?"
"No!" she gasped, her body shuddering as another powerful surge of shit and gas forced its way out of her. "Just... just stay there. I'll be done soon."
As the convulsions slowed down, she finally managed to catch her breath. She felt completely humiliated, but also strangely aroused by the thought of you witnessing her most intimate moment. She took a deep breath, steadying herself before opening the bathroom door.
There you were, your eyes wide with shock and surprise, but also with a glint of lust that made her heart skip a beat. Without a word, she stepped out of the bathroom, her cheeks still flushed with embarrassment, but her eyes locked onto yours.
"Come here," she whispered, her voice barely above a whisper. Slowly, she sank to her knees, her eyes never leaving yours. Without prompting, you knelt down beside her, your hands trembling as you reached out to touch her hair.
"Open your mouth," she said, her voice quivering with anticipation. Without hesitation, you did as she said, your mouth gaping open in surprise as she leaned forward and positioned her soaked pussy in front of it. "Suck on my clit," she whispered, her eyes rolling back in her head with pleasure as you took her into your mouth.
As you eagerly sucked on her sensitive nub, she leaned forward, pressing her ass against your face. "Fuck, yes," she moaned, her body shuddering with excitement as you continued to pleasure her. And then, with a loud gasp, she released another powerful torrent of shit and farts, coating your face and filling the room with the stench of her filth.
But you didn't pull away. Instead, you pushed your face deeper into her ass, eagerly lapping up her delicious mess. "That's it," she groaned, her back arching as she allowed herself to be filled with your affection. "Drink it all up."
And so you did, eagerly consuming every last drop of her love juices, her shit, and her farts. The scent of it all was intoxicating, and it was clear that you were completely lost in the moment. As she felt you draining her of every last drop, she let out a long, satisfied sigh, her body finally surrendering to the overwhelming sense of pleasure and submission.
"Thank you," she whispered, her voice raw with emotion. "I never thought I could feel this way."
And with that, she collapsed onto your chest, her body heavy with contentment. As you held her close, you couldn't help but wonder how lucky you were to have found someone who would love and accept you, flaws and all.
