In the sunny, spacious bathroom of her family home, Orika undid her thick black belt and let out a deep breath. She had been holding it in through her bath, desperate not to make any noises, but now that she was alone, she allowed herself to relax. Her small, round ass clenched tightly as she pulled her pull-up down and released her bowels, letting out a long, low sigh as she felt the warmth spread between her legs.
The smell was pungent, but Orika didn't mind - she'd gotten used to it over the years. Her hands gripped the stained toilet seat as she pushed hard, feeling the satisfying weight of her mass surge out of her. It formed a perfect, twisting spiral on the floor, growing bigger and bigger with each passing second.
Orika couldn't help but stare at her creation, watching as it reached an impressive size, larger than any she had made before. She felt a rush of pride and shame wash over her, her cheeks flushing red as she relished in the obscene sight. She smiled to herself, knowing that no one would ever see this part of her - it was her little secret.
Slowly, she pulled her pants and underwear back up, the warmth of her freshly-made poop sliding against her skin. She wriggled her ass, trying to get the last bits to slide inside, then stood up and surveyed her work. The spiral was perfectly centered, untouched by her feet, and gleamed in the sunlight streaming in through the window.
Feeling a wave of contentment wash over her, Orika grabbed her phone and snapped a picture of her masterpiece. She titled it "My Biggest Drop Yet!" and sent it to herself with a giggle. She couldn't wait to show it off to her closest friends - if only they knew the lengths she went to create such a perfect piece of art.
