The early morning sun peeked through the blinds, casting a warm glow over the little apartment. It was quiet except for the sound of rustling sheets and gentle breathing coming from the room down the hall. In another room, an 18-year-old girl woke up with a start, her heart racing as she sat up in bed. She had had an unusual dream that left her feeling both aroused and unsettled. Shaking off the remnants of the dream, she crawled out of bed and made her way to the bathroom.
As she sat down on the toilet seat, her mind drifted back to the dream. It seemed so real, more like a vivid memory than a fantasy. She couldn't shake the feeling that someone had been watching her, that they knew all of her deepest desires. The sensation was both exciting and terrifying at the same time.
With a deep breath, she let her thoughts drift away and focused on the task at hand. Her body was still tired from the day before, but she knew she had to take care of business. She closed her eyes and let out a slow breath, trying to relax her muscles as she felt the urge to relieve herself.
The release felt good, better than any she had ever felt before. She moaned softly, losing herself in the sensations coursing through her body. As the last of her turds dropped into the toilet bowl, she opened her eyes and gazed down at the golden arc of her morning shit.
Something strange came over her then. An urge to share her naughty secret with the world. With shaking hands, she reached into the toilet bowl and scooped up a handful of her warm, steaming turds. She held them up to the light, marveling at their wiggly, jiggly form.
With a grin, she picked up her phone and snapped a few photos of her morning treasure. Next, she clicked on the messaging app and started typing out a message, her heart pounding wildly in her chest. She didn't know if she should be ashamed or excited about what she was about to do, but she couldn't stop herself.
She took a deep breath and hit send, watching anxiously as the message traveled through cyberspace to reach its intended recipient. A moment later, her phone buzzed with a reply. It was the dream all along, she realized. The dream had come true.
