Mississippi Steamboat
What you are about to read is a true story. Forever remembered in all its poo glory. It’s a tale …
What you are about to read is a true story. Forever remembered in all its poo glory. It’s a tale …
There I was bent over cheeks a quiver. Trying to squeeze the gunk from my liver. Right when I thought …
This shit was almost too late a decision. Not much intestinal precision. Excrement against porcelain in high-speed collision. Six wipes …
Why do people soil the seat? It’s where we sit with planted cheeks. In times of need and in a …
The dude in the cubicle next to mine… Just finished and flushed away his slime. Then I heard him using …
They say cleanliness is next to godliness. A drink coaster saves me from the obvious. You see no one wants …
Lately I’ve felt the need for adult diapers. I feel like my job is a full-time butt wiper. Something’s not …
Brown splatters, a sickly batter. Why does this brown mess matter? Eruption sudden, a rush and floodin’. I rapidly press …
I could feel within a furious brown. Kicking and screaming before it crowned. Without hesitation, I left the bay. To …
The extraction of this fecal lump. Left my rectum in quite a slump. Dragging out the dingleberry slug. It had …
Nice and easy is how it went. Little to no energy was spent. A small backfire sent the poo sliding. …