As Amanda walked to the dentist's office, she couldn't help but feel a slight discomfort in her gut. It was a strange sensation, almost like she had to use the bathroom urgently. She shrugged it off, thinking that it was probably just nerves about the upcoming appointment. After all, no one really enjoys going to the dentist, right?
Upon arriving at the office, Amanda quickly checked in and took a seat in the waiting room. The minutes ticked by slowly, and before she knew it, her name was called. She followed the hygienist back to one of the treatment rooms and got comfortable in the chair.
The cleaning process started nicely enough. Amanda closed her eyes and tried to relax as the hygienist went about her business, cleaning her teeth and gums. However, as time wore on, Amanda started to feel that familiar discomfort returning. She worried that she might not make it through the rest of the appointment without having an "accident."
Finally, the cleaning was complete, and the hygienist announced that she was done. Amanda breathed a sigh of relief, glad to be out of the chair and able to relieve herself. She stood up and stretched, feeling the weight of her bladder and the discomfort in her lower abdomen.
"Alright, let me just grab my purse," she said, making her way out of the treatment room. She hurried back to the bathroom and locked the door behind her. After taking care of business, she washed her hands and looked around. Suddenly, an idea popped into her head.
She had always been curious about trying shit, ever since she was a little girl. She remembered sneaking into the bathroom when her parents were out of town and sniffing the toilet seat, wondering what that weird smell was. Now that she had the chance, she wasn't going to pass it up.
Quickly, she pulled out her cell phone and snapped a few discreet pictures of her freshly cleaned toilet. Then, using a shopping bag from her purse, she carefully scooped up the messy combination of toilet paper and her soft, creamy poop. It was naughty, but she couldn't help herself. She tucked the bag into her purse and headed back to the dentist's office, feeling both excited and slightly ashamed of what she had just done.
When she returned, the receptionist gave her a strange look but didn't say anything. Amanda paid her bill and thanked the staff for their help, trying her best to act normal. As she walked out of the office, her mind was racing with thoughts of what she was going to do with her newfound treasure. Maybe she would take another taste later, when no one was looking...
