Mushy Morsel
The stench was so foul, I nearly fainted. The person before me, the porcelain they painted. Shades brown, black and …
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Almost Tragic
My cheeks approached the toilet seat, and before they planted out came my grief. A mammoth mound of sour mash, …
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Lest We Forget
My poo filled bowels began to rumble and then my turds began to tumble. One by one they entered the …
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The Fecal Serpent
A long brown jelly snake, left my anus and made the bowl shake. This fearsome creature only seldom seen, from …
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Trippy Drippy Shitty Shit
The situation deep within my gut. No longer my butthole could stay shut. The trip was long and fun at …
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Fecal War is Hell
War rages on deep in the trench. My own personal enemy is this stench. At dawn our fates will be …
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Stink Sink
I felt the pressure, I felt the squeeze. This chocolate left me with quite the ease. The smell was prolific …
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Our Pootiful Moto
Two months dumping, kept the fecal pumping. We are compoosing on, the aroma of STINK is strong! Celebrate with a fine chocolate …
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The Pootective
I hadn’t taken a dump all day. Until I got home and began to spray. Such an explosion of terrifying …
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Sleep and Shite Deprived
Why I can’t sleep, why I can’t shit. Falling down a never-ending pit. This descent is merely a metaphor, It …
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The Highway Turd: Part IV
I fly a starshit across the poopiverse divide. And when it screeches from my hide. I’ll find a place to …
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The Highway Turd: Part III
I was a damn builder blocking toilets with my hide. Where poop and water did collide. Dropping logs into the …
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The Highway Turd: Part II
I was a sailor. Flushing deuces with the tide. On the porcelain at sea I did abide. My deuces sailed …
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The Highway Turd: Part I
I was a highwayman, along the white rim I did slide. Shooting nuggets from my hide. Many a white throne …
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A Work of Shart
Nice and easy is how it went. Little to no energy was spent. A small backfire sent the poo sliding. …
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The Emperor’s Poo Groove
Well suddenly I felt the urge, my bowels were moving, a turd to purge. Somewhat slimy and a little thick, …
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