Amanda had been feeling particularly naughty all day long. Her ass was itching to be filled and her taste buds yearned for the sweet taste of her own poop. She had been holding it in all morning just to savor the moment when she could finally relieve herself. By the time she got to the store, she could no longer contain her desires. She parked her cart outside the women's bathroom, wondering if anyone would notice her urgent need to pee.
As she entered the bathroom, she let out a sigh of relief. The familiar scent of pee and bleach filled her nostrils. She walked up to one of the stalls and locked herself in, hoping no one else would come in while she was mid-stream. The moment she started to pee, she felt a rush of pleasure course through her body. Her mind drifted to thoughts of her deliciously full asshole waiting for her poop.
Her excitement grew as she pushed out a firm turd, feeling it slide out of her tight rear end. She used her thumb and index finger to help clear out the last bit of poop from her anus. It was one of the most satisfying things in the world for her. The feeling of emptiness soon gave way to fullness again as her ass rumbled with the anticipation of more poop.
As she finished washing her hands, she couldn't resist. She walked back over to the toilet and squatted down, reaching her hand back to feel the warm poop ooze out of her asshole. It felt wonderful. She couldn't wait to taste her own creations. She scooped up the turds and placed them on the counter, ready for her to indulge in.
She carefully picked up a tiny nugget between her fingers and brought it to her mouth. The taste was heavenly. Her lips curled into a smile as she savored the sweetness. She picked up another one and then another, losing track of time and the surroundings. She didn't even notice the door opening until she heard a woman's voice asking if everything was ok.
Beads of sweat formed on her forehead as she quickly stashed the remaining poop in a ziploc bag and washed her hands again. She wondered if the woman noticed anything strange about her behavior or the sudden smell of shit in the bathroom. Amanda's cheeks were red from embarrassment, but she couldn't help but feel a rush of excitement and arousal from her scatty escapade.
As she left the bathroom, she felt alive. The adrenaline rush mixed with the satisfaction of having a full belly for her poop-loving self. She couldn't help but smile to herself, knowing she had just experienced one of the most intimate and naughty moments of her day.
